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tenlittlebullets) wrote2008-06-05 02:33 pm
tenlittlebullets) wrote2008-06-05 02:33 pm
I'M GOING TO SMITH.
OMG OMG I GOT IN.
I spent yesterday visiting my grandparents up in Binghamton, because grandma's been sick lately and she feels bad about missing my brother's graduation. Somewhere in the middle of Pennsylvania I stopped for gas and returned the call I got from Smith, and they were like "Oh yeah we just wanted to tell you you got in." I then proceeded to do a little dance at the pump, to the amazement of the onlookers. I'm going to Smith!
Grandma seems to be recovering, although she's still pretty weak, and she and grandpa are just incredibly sweet. I did some shopping and computer stuff for them, and got sent home with the Northampton section of the family genealogy and four books on medieval France that grandpa thought I'd like. (This is going to become a running joke, isn't it? Every time I think I've made a dent in my reading queue, I end up with a new book or five. How, uh, terrible.)
On the way home, the sky started looking weird around Frederick, and by the time I got to the home stretch of I-270 it was a pretty impressive thunderstorm. The power was out on the highway for about a 20-mile stretch; have you ever seen what happens to DC drivers in the pouring rain, at night, with the streetlights out and cops everywhere? It was chaos. And then the power had been out at home since 3pm due to a lovely incident involving live wires falling into a giant puddle on the flooded parkway. Which would be why I wasn't online yesterday--the power's still out, I'm just stealing someone's wireless from work.
......I'm going to Smith!
Oh yes, and happy Barricade Day everyone.
I spent yesterday visiting my grandparents up in Binghamton, because grandma's been sick lately and she feels bad about missing my brother's graduation. Somewhere in the middle of Pennsylvania I stopped for gas and returned the call I got from Smith, and they were like "Oh yeah we just wanted to tell you you got in." I then proceeded to do a little dance at the pump, to the amazement of the onlookers. I'm going to Smith!
Grandma seems to be recovering, although she's still pretty weak, and she and grandpa are just incredibly sweet. I did some shopping and computer stuff for them, and got sent home with the Northampton section of the family genealogy and four books on medieval France that grandpa thought I'd like. (This is going to become a running joke, isn't it? Every time I think I've made a dent in my reading queue, I end up with a new book or five. How, uh, terrible.)
On the way home, the sky started looking weird around Frederick, and by the time I got to the home stretch of I-270 it was a pretty impressive thunderstorm. The power was out on the highway for about a 20-mile stretch; have you ever seen what happens to DC drivers in the pouring rain, at night, with the streetlights out and cops everywhere? It was chaos. And then the power had been out at home since 3pm due to a lovely incident involving live wires falling into a giant puddle on the flooded parkway. Which would be why I wasn't online yesterday--the power's still out, I'm just stealing someone's wireless from work.
......I'm going to Smith!
Oh yes, and happy Barricade Day everyone.