11:39 Late Thursday Morning   Simultaneously Hideous and Beautiful The news makes me sick and at once fills me with hope. I'm always in a push-me-pull-you state of being. content yet worried yet fearful yet happy yet hopeful yet disparaging. How many ways can one person stretch? Pirates threatening to kill hostage crews McCain and Obama Robocalling Wallstreet losses deepening Guns'N'Roses releasing long-delayed album Turkish Warplanes bombing Kurd rebel bases and so on and so on and so on In my personal life, there are some really exciting things on the cusp of reality. Caleb did his interview and should receive his student visa shortly, at which time he may buy a plane ticket. I'm so happy I could cry, this is what i've pretty much been waiting for since I left him for the first time over 3 years ago. It's amazing how far we've come! We're doing great things! I'm going to get a masters in soil science, he's going to get a PhD in chemistry. I hope we can change the world for the better because I'm tired of watching the decay. I'm getting sick but it doesn't matter, because I'll get well soon. I did really well on my soils exam from a month ago (haha). I'm going to go to regional soil judging this weekend and I hope it will be fantastic. I am young and invincible I am fragile and breakable I am delicate and alarmable I am hardy and adaptable if you read the word "risk" too many times it becomes meaningless and looks like the strange drawing of a young child's hand.