So, Felly and I come from a (for the most part) liberal town where we felt comfortable holding hands in public and being in public in general. Today we are going for a walk: to the bank to get quarters and to the post office for stamps. Felly says she is still not 100% comfortable holding hands/showing PDA's because we don't really know what we are dealing with here. Now, I know this is the home of Ani Difranco and all, but for all you gay folks out there, what is your opinion on the subject? I, to a certain extent, have "I look like a straight girl" priveleges that give me perhaps a false sense of security, but when my girlfriend and I are together only a small few would mistake us two straight girls out on the town.

Also, I have never lived in a city before, so I am only assuming, but I am sure it all depends on where you go, when you go, and all that jazz. And there are always the few that ruin it for the group.

Anyways, if anyone sees us on our walk, feel free to honk, wave, and yell obnoxious things from your cars.

I am seeing now that if I don't post I have to deal with the annoying task of figuring out where the last post was that I read because it is not neatly highlighted in orange. Is this a trick to keep everyone posting?

I finally beat (e:fellyconnelly) at Scrabble last night, by ten points no less. Granted she was winning most of the way through and I cheated and looked up a word, "quag" in the dictionary, but its all irrelevant in the long run. I won and it made me a happy lady.

I've been waiting pateintly for my $4,000 dollars to show up in my bank account, but no dice yet. I am nervous about it though because we have been waiting to get this money so we can do things like get new tires for Felly's car and get my oil changed, but this is also money I need to by books for school and put gas gas in my car for the next 4 months. I am not good at budgeting and it has been awhile since I've had that much money in one place. However, Felly should be working soon and that will relieve some of this financial stress.

My cats are sleeping soundly and my girlfriend is curled up with her favorite book and I am type type typing away...it is usually the other way around. 5 Days till orientation.

A few weeks ago I noticed a rather low flying helicopter flying over my apt. A few days later I made the connection that there is in fact a hospital only a few blocks away and chances are there will be many helicopters flying overhead. I don't really mind, considering that I can't hear them in the bedroom and they aren't that loud, although they freak the cats out and cause them to go flying into the closet at mach speeds.

Two nights ago Felly beat me at Scrabble by 4 points. Last night I beat her by 5 points, only after she refused to let me lose because she spotted a play that would let me win. I guess it really is all about patience and strategery. Hehe.

Oh yeah. We decided to watch a movie last night through TVLinks which can lend to a certain amount of frustration as the links don't always work OR you can be 20 minutes into a movie and it stops because it refuses to download the rest. So, after 20 minutes of Bridge to Terabithia, we spontaneously chose The Notebook, which turns out is a three hour movie. Ah yes, and I knew it was sad because my lady friends informed of the tears they shared after watching it, but I didn't expect to cry because I am one of those tough girls who only cry when there are animals involved. Well let me tell you, it wasn't like I was bawling, but a single tear welled up in either eye and one even worked its way down a cheek. Sad movie. So very very sad.

On my fridge I have some "GirlTalk" magnetic poetry. After taking it all out of the plastic baggy one by one and placing it on the bottom half of the fridge I have discovered a fun little game. My cat Sid likes to stretch, put his paws up on the fridge and hence, makes kitty poetry. So far we've got "emotional gossip". Fabulous if you ask me.

Felly is busy making a mush caserole of beef, instant mashed potatos, instant stuffing, and cream of corn soup. I can't wait. Seriously.

I really want to go home for the fair. The fair is practically in my backyard and have gone every year since I was 3. It is one of the home town kinda things where you see everyone you do and don't want to see along with the various carnies that acompany the rides and games. Last year Felly got hit on by the carnie who came up to her, conveniently shoving her rainbow armband in Felly's face and asked her to play her game. Hehe. For those of you who are interested the link is I don't know how to do the little link thingy...anyone wanna share?

In our old house we had the ability to tuck oour kitty litter box away and not have to see it all the time. Now in this shoebox apt. we have been forced to put the litter box in the bathroom. I guess it will bring us closer together. Either way, there is effin kitty litter all over our bathroom floor which is not exactly the most pleasant of things to get stuck to ones feet after taking a shower. So while brainstorming on ways to fix said problem I came up with a corner kitty litter box. And yesterday we went to PetSmart and purhcased one with a lid, a swinging door and triangular shape so its fits snuggly into the corner of our bathroom. However, there is still effin kitty litter on the floor. Alas, what are two girls to do?

Ah! (e:fellyconnelly) just breazed by an old episode of Project Runway and it got me all excited. What gives? Where have Tim Gunn and Heidi Klum been hiding out? I neeeeeeeeed Project Runway!

Moving On. I have now less than two weeks of "vacation" left. On Monday I have orientation. Hehe, the last time I went to orientation I think I was a totally different human being. I was thinking about how, in many ways, New Paltz raised me. Can you really find out who you are until you are on your own? I don't know...either way, orientation on Monday, which I certainly need considering UB us effin huge and rather intimidating to a small town girl like me and because I still feel like I have absoltely no idea what I'm doing here. Then, Monday after next classes start and the fun begins. I haven't driven my car in over three weeks. Felly prefers to drive her car because my car has no AC, no CD player, and the passenger window doesn't go down, so we take her car everywhere we go. So needless to say, I haven't driven much in Buffalo. However, I like to drive and am looking forward to a nice little commute to school, that is at least till it starts to get cold outside. I hate the cold. Like, a lot.

Today's plans: AmVets and The Dollar Store. I can barely contain myself.