Yes. I have a blog. I remember.

Sorry... haven't been writing as much as I had hoped I would have over the past few days...

Anyway.

The adventure continues! I went home for Autumn break over the weekend, which was really wonderful. Firstly, I got to see my Mum, Dad, and siblings-- and I got to see Nick's football game! I'm amused by the fact that this was the second Greeley football game I've ever been to. The last time I went, I was a freshman in high school, and my parents had to drag me. It's a lot more fun now that I've graduated.

And of course, I brought more things back to clutter my dorm room with.

Clutter. Huzzah.

I don't dare take a picture of my desk.

I also (FINALLY) got to meet Rebz's boyfriend, who I have been hearing about and not meeting for about three months now. And... well. I heartily approve of the kid. (I can call him a kid because he's two years younger than me. Is that a valid excuse? No. Ah well. Just go along with it.) In all seriousness, though, I really liked him. It's difficult not to like a fellow Sharpe watcher who can talk French politics...

Anyway.

I had tea with Amanda before I left, which was really nice... I'm glad I got to see her.

I got back to Goucher on Tuesday evening (after waiting for the College Town Shuttle for about an hour and fifteen minutes), and I was amazed at how happy I was to be back (despite having a six-page essay to write in the space of three hours)... it wasn't that visiting New York was awful, of course, but... well. As soon as I stepped on campus, I was reminded of why I chose to go to Goucher. It's so beautiful, and the people here are wonderful... and, to be honest, it was nice to be back in my own room. It's really become mine... I've got all my books here, my guitar, my giant teddy bear, my less-giant teddy bear, my tea...

There's a strange duality about living away from my family... on the one hand, New York is always going to be the place I grew up. It's where my family and some of my best friends are, and let's face it, I'm never going to enjoy autumn as much anywhere else. But on the other hand, Goucher has very quickly become home as well: how could it not be? I live here, and most of my really important possessions are here with me. Never mind my roommate and the other people who have been like family to me here. So, there's this odd split... in some ways, coming back to Goucher felt just as much like coming home as coming back to New York did.

And the weather is finally starting to get really chilly! I feel like I say that every week, but all the same. I was actually cold when I got out of the shower this morning. It's sweater weather.

The week since has not been too interesting... class, homework, work... I'd say something about Anthropology, but I've already talked too much about that for it to be interesting to any of you at this point...

Well. That's about it. It's Friday night, and I'm sitting in my room, writing a blog post. And as soon as I'm done, I'll probably go back to my tea and sketchbook.

Hope you're all well! My love to all,

Tasha

ps. I'm editing this post at 12.10am, just to say this: I realized this evening that there are people other than me and Dad who like Warren Zevon. And I just spent most of my evening listening to good music with them. I... cannot express how happy I am right now.