Saturday, January 30, 2010

This Time there is a Title

And not only a title, but rather fetching capitalization in the aforementioned title.
First, to clear up some rumors, no we're not dead. We just have the blogging consistency of a woman who can't update a blog from home or from work and a man who forgets that he's part of a blog. (Also, simile is not our forte.) Still, no harm done. Those who follow our blog know that this is typical of our blogging style.
Second, Hilary is still all kinds of pregnant. She is working toward one vomit free week, and keeps reminding me that the baby would survive if born today. I (male chauvinist that I am) feel that we should keep him (the baby) in the oven (the womb) for a few more months. I think a full nine has a good feel. This makes me an insensitive jerk. Just a joke (not really).
Third, graduate schools are playing a different tune this year. Some of you may recall the trauma of last years sitting by the mailbox waiting for the good news that never came (kind of like the Great Pumpkin). This year however, we've already been accepted by two schools almost immediately after applications were due. This brings a measure of peace to our minds, which is only slight marred by my worries about being able to graduate on time. But you can't have everything.
In conclusion, we apologize for our lackadaisical attitude with respect to blogging. We will do better! (I like vague goals.) Also, we apologize for the five paragraph middle school essay style of this entry and the multitude of parenthetical comments (if you don't like them stop reading our blog. I have a feeling they are here to stay.) Please don't actually stop reading our blog, just skip the parenthesis if they offend you.

THE END
(for now)