Home again....

home again jigity jig.

Went to the game today...I didn't want to be the one to say that the refs gave it to New Orleans, a tribute to the victims of Hurricane Katrina, but DAMN! did you see the game! HUH?! HUH?! HUH?! Utter bullshit I say, BULLSHIT!

Anyway, I'm at home, doing what I do best while on break. Nothing. Taking my position on the couch, watching more TV than I ever do when I'm in school. It's true, you really don't know what you got til its gone. Being without a TV for two weeks,I felt lost. Disconnected from the world, not that I watched it that much when I had one. It was usually turned on and put on mute about an hour later. Buuuuutttt, now that I know what it's like to be without one, I'll learn to respect the tube more. Plan on soaking up as much as I can before my move.

The tentative trip planned to go to the "Rededication of Sister's Chapel" has now been cancelled in order to make room for Homecoming 2005. Haven't been to ATL in a year and after a lot of convincing from my fellow alumnas, I've decided to postpone my trip to attend the Spelhouse homecoming.

Just call me Sia....

As promised here's a spread from the photo project I was involved in. Sia (Roberts) was my name, had I been transformed into a musical artist outside of "for play-play". Props goes out to the fabo photographer, I'm sure she received an A. If not for her skills definitely for her mo-del. I think I'll just quit the advertising profession and give india.arie a run for her money. All I need now is to learn how to play the guitar and sing on key. Hmmmmmmm....orrrrrrrr maybe not.