take it only if you boldly

Parents are back, safe and sound; Graham and I picked them up at the airport on Sunday. They had an absolutely fabulous trip, especially Mommy, who couldn't stop gushing at how awesome great-aunt Mary was. Their only complaint was that the Air France people were incredibly rude on their return flight back home, and that they missed us too much. What they didn't miss: all the stress that comes with returning from a vacation when no one else was on vacation. It was so nice and relaxing with them gone, but now that they're back, my stress level is going up again. Just what I need when I'm already stressed over school stuff. Although Grandma left earlier this morning, so I can finally get my own room back after spending a week and a half in Monica's and a week in my parents bedroom, and that is an absolute relief.

I watched House last night for the first time in months, because they were running constantly running promos on FOX all weekend and I had nothing better to do, and ( now I know why I stopped watching there for awhile. )

Oh, and Miley Cyrus is on the cover of my new issue of Glamour magazine. I plan on sending them a strongly worded letter on how it is not okay that such a poor role model for young girls is gracing the cover of a classy women's magazine, talking about how grown-up she is at sixteen with a 20-year-old boyfriend and how if children want to be famous, they should just do it. GO TAKE YOUR IMMATURITY TO TRASHY COSMO, MILEY.