It's beginning to look a lot like

Springtime. I'm sitting here in my bedroom in Schaumburg, with the light drizzle of rain falling from the creaky gutters above my window (mostly creaky because a wiffle ball is stuck up there from about 4 years ago, and it keeps rolling back and forth...for four years it's been rolling back and forth...you'd think I would get a ladder and get it out...but I haven't...I think I hit it up there, because when I play wiffle ball I can really drive that puppy...but it's just as likely that I tried playing catch and it ended up on the roof), and I can't help but think...that I've lost my train of thought...oh right, springtime.

We're set for a week of 45-70 degree weather. Just cool enough for a light jacket (I just got a new Cubs one. Blue and red, of course, though some say the red sleeves are too bright...I think it's practically perfect in every way [name that movie]).

It's been a while since I posted, with classes winding down and all. Next week I'll be starting my internship at WGN-TV. It's kind of exciting, but at the same time more than I think I want to be doing. Writing stories on deadline and editing video all by the 9pm news, 40 hours a week, for 6 months? I don't want to do TV for a living, so it's kind of a drag.

The worst part of it is I'll be living in a halfway house. By that I mean a place where homeless crack addicts spend their nights in between stints in the county penitentary. Except, my halfway house actually refers to not being at home, but not being in college dorms either. I'm at my grandfathers. That's nice because it's 10 minutes away from WGN. That's not so nice, though, when you consider I'm living in Chicago (which you know I hate) and I won't be able to really make the room my own.

Worst of all, I won't have internet access. Pretty much none. For six months. That is going to be tough. Email is the way to communicate these days. More than that, IM. How will I keep in touch with you if I don't have AIM? (For the 90 people on my buddy list who I no longer talk to, it's the same as it's always been...IM me some time...but obviously not in the six months after Monday...for all the reasons I listed above).

That'll do it for today.

Random Factoid: "Mack the Knife" is famous for three recordings: Bobby Darrin's, Frank Sinatra's, and the musical "Three-Penny Opera."

Pip pip.