You probably don't think I can shove this towel down your throat...

There is something about me that is highly susceptible to fanatacism and obsession. I have no idea why I seem to lend myself to this, but it seems like as soon as I become interested in something, I go full-force into it. Which is quite difficult, as I tend to that with EVERYTHING. I stretch myself a little thin, eh? And, in easing out of something, it's the same way. I'm an all or nothing kinda girl. Right now it's 24, Wheel of Time, and I'm gearing up for a new phase of my HP love. The book's gonna be out in one month and 18 days, and I fully intend to be at B & N to own it at midnight. Oh yeah, baby. Of course Ireland is consistently on the obsession list. And I assume that'll hit me even a little deeper as my trip nears. Wicked has become something of a culty thing in my family. We all memorized the entire musical in a week. :) I love my family so much; how common is it for every single member of a family to share such a deep devotion to something as odd as musical theatre? Adi and I counted whilst I was home; we think that, as a family, we could sing 14 or 15 musicals. (This is turning into a mushy family post...deal or stop reading) I'm very lucky to have the siblings I do...it doesn't matter if I'm with my 21 year old brother or my 13 year old sister, I have the same amount of fun. Lots. We get along very well, and maybe that's because of a certain amount of maturity on Adi's part, or immaturity on the part of my brother and myself :) I'm not saying either way. And my parents are pretty cool...case in point: my mom and dad sat outside with my friends and played Kings this weekend...without me. Mom and Daddy can play with my friends all on their own, and nobody thinks it's weird. My roommate calls my parents Mom and Dad. My dad has inside jokes with my girlfriends. They don't freak out when there are naked people running around the neighborhood or hay bales in the yard or 900 people sleeping in the living room when they get up. So. A salute to my family! Love you guys!

Between 25 and 23 lies the greatest number ever...

Kiefer!!! WARNING: IF FOR SOME REASON YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE SEASON FINALE OF 24 AND WISH TO WATCH IT WITHOUT SPOILERS, DO NOT READ ON. The rest of you may continue on.
Ahh...I've never really been into a show like I was with 24. It was a show that demanded outside thought and speculation, and I'm so freakin' glad they decided to have a couple more seasons of the show, at least. I don't really expect the show to run much longer than the 2 seasons it has been renewed for, because...how much can you do with a show like this? Clearly, a lot of really cool shit, and I'll certainly never get tired of watching it, but I can see how the writers might want to stop after a while, or how Kiefer would want to move on to bigger things. Even though he's ridiculously fantastic as Jack. The final body count for the show was up around 300 I think, and Marwan's death was a little too...sudden, I suppose, for me. I wanted something better for him; he was such a good bad guy. And I'll admit, I got a little panicky and a little teary eyed when it looked like Jack was dead. I knew that it had to be a ploy, and that Tony had to be in on it, but I still freaked out. I didn't like seeing Kiefer like that...still, next season should be fun. Jack Bauer is no more; he's dead to the world and chilling in Mexico. I hope he has a couple days to just relax on the beach and not worry about everything. Here's to you, sir, the finest agent I've ever known. *raises glass*

Erin Elizabeth...Espionage Intern Extraordinaire!

Sorry for the prolonged absence. I've been busy, but with nothing important enough to update about. I guess the biggest thing in my life right now is that my internship is up and going places, and I'm having a blast with it. The title is from Will, our fiction reader, after Grady gave me a big list of people and told me to find out what I could about them. So. I felt way CTU yesterday, skulking around on the internet, trying to find contact information...if only Michelle would up my security clearance, I'm sure I'd be able to do my job better. I used to be a 6!!! (Obscure 24 reference) Um, let's see. I'm going next week with Austin and Matthew to see Star Wars. At midnight. Because I'm cool like that. And, possibly, the weekend following, going up to DePauw for Matthew's graduation and fun times with the Fellowship. If I don't have a job yet. Which is looking like a sad but real possibility. I've been home for various things the past couple weekends...and am going home again this weekend, because I wasn't able to make it home but for Sunday on Mother's Day weekend. So Mom was sad. And it's super party weekend at the Palmer's, so. Why not? Graduation party Friday, Seussical cast part Saturday, graduation party Sunday. Yay for drinking all weekend! Well. Maybe not Saturday. I'd feel weird drinking in front of Mom's high school kids. My car got worked on the weekend before last, and it doesn't make that terrible grinding noise any more when I turn the wheel. But, as a side effect of whatever they did to it, it smokes. Pale grey smoke out the front of it all the time. *sighs* Ah well. Daddy said that was normal, so. I'm not worried. Played with Jill and Tone and Pam and Stephen last night at BW3. Fun fun times. Even though our waitress was terrible. And we didn't tip her. We won the trivia game! Okay, so we were one of two groups playing. But we still won. :) And we came in third when there were a lot of people playing. So. We were good. Seriously. Oh. Also, I'm working out with Mike this summer. Which is fun stuff. He said he's gonna sit down with me at some point and get some exercises lined up for me, so I know precisely what I'm doing. I'm doing a little right now. But nothing real serious. Just playing around. And we play basketball everyday. And I'm really terrible, but sometimes I win at horse. Only 'cause he goes easy on me. What a guy. But. Time for me to get ready for work and southern travel. Kisses!