Well, looks like I'm going to be absent from Ames for a while. My dad cracked one of his cervical vertebrae, and now he's in a brace for 6-8 weeks. He can't take it off or adjust it by himself (doctor's orders), so I get to play nursemaid back in Muscatine for however long it takes him to heal. This really, really blows. I know Ames isn't exactly a cultural mecca or anything, but compared to my rather worthless little hometown, it is fucking London. Plus, all my friends are here. It's gonna be slow torture, all six weeks of it.
poem:
Thank you! 
marvel:
I hope things go well with your dad. Good luck! And thank you for the comment you left in my blog.