So now I'm 30...

If you had asked me on my 20th birthday what I'd be doing in ten years, I'm not sure what I would have guessed, but I can bet I wouldn't have guessed "grad school in Alaska." If you had told me that, I'd have been delighted, though, so I guess I'm doing well by myself! :)

Dan replaced all of my crappy goodwill pots with All-Clads! Best. Present. Evar. Who needs romance when you can have kitchen porn! BTW, kitchen porn store in Fairbanks, how cool is that?

In other observations, I counted yesterday when I got back from my run that I was wearing fourteen articles of clothing, counting the pair things (socks, gloves) as only one each. Fourteen articles of clothing! But it's really not that cold. I am finding running in the snow to be quite challenging... it's like soft sand. I spent much of summmer out of breath from acclimating to our hills, and finally when I started to feel stronger, the snow came. So now I get to spend much of Winter acclimating to running in snow! I will KICK ASS come Spring! Hah!

OK off to class.

Edit: My (now former) pots used to do an interesting thing in the cabin, which has one of those flat glass tops on the stove. When they got to temperature, they would go into resonance, and spin round and round the stovetop, rattling the whole way in a very alarming fashion. Nothing I could think of would make it stop--rearranging the contents, holding it veeeery still and releasing it from rest, etc. It was all quite alarming. OK that is all. I have to go home and prepare for my exam now.