I see you all have become incredibly silly in my absence. Oh well, I suppose it was to be expected.
Austin and I have moved into what we fondly call our "cinder block mansion." Somehow we ended up in an apartment with three (incredibly small) bedrooms, so we each get an office. Unfortunately, cinder blocks don't keep out the cold, so the heat's up to 80 and I'm still freezing. And how did I end up with the coldest room in the apartment? Austin won't trade, so maybe I'll share with him, transform my cold office into a cold guest room, and wait for you all to come visit. (Not all at the same time, please. Or at least give me fair warning.)
p.s. I got a cool job today!!! In brief, I'm looking through the BYU library's collection of rare 19th century newspapers to find articles about Mormons and catalog them. I don't know, the writing center here just didn't feel right. For me, that is. Everyone else can come to Provo and work there. (Sorry Sister Morgan). I do want to take a paper there just to see what it's like though. Kind of like entering enemy territory.