Because my husband has been pestering me for at least 2 and a half weeks, I am finally updating my blog.
I turned 30. I did not die. I cried during the last hour of my 20’s, but then I was fine. It was actually a lot of fun. I went to Disneyland with a friend, and even got in free. They give you a pin with your name on it, stating it’s your birthday, and I must admit, I liked it when all the “cast members” we passed would call out “Happy Birthday Katherine!” I’m sure it’s drilled into them that they will be punished by death if they do not do this, but I liked it all the same. I’m still a bit of an attention whore. I also rode Space Mountian 3 times; one for each decade I’ve been alive.
I’m in my second quarter of the interior design program at UCLA. I got As in my two previous classes, which made me feel much better wbout this whole idea. I also finally met with the advisor in January to talk with her about advanced standing. Turns out 12 of me previous IU classes transfered, and the program will take a full 2 quarters less than I thought, for a total of 2 1/2 years. So far my two new classes are going well too.
I’ve noticed the my new offices lobby plays very odd choices in Muzak. I’ve heard everything from Take Five, Live and Let Die, When You Wish Upon a Star, and the worst, Penny Lane. I hate hearing Beatles in Muzak. It’s even worse when it’s one of the few songs I don’t have yet on CD or mp3, so am unable to wash such sacrilege from my eardrums when I get home.
There, husband of mine, happy now?
