i’ve been playing around with the look of my blog for a few weeks now. i’m hindered by my rudimentary html skills and the fact that this was initially set up by my tech savvy husband, whose current talk of dreamhost, ftp and unzipping files is reminiscent of my finance professor explaining how and why to unlever a beta – some things just don’t take.

this theme seems okay with the exception of the kentucky derby inspired header. disclaimer: i haven’t developed a love of horses, although i did once win $40 at a racetrack when i was in the fifth-grade. that was a lot of money to a ten-year-old.

in honor of graduation season, i recently read through commencement addresses from this and yesteryear. a few of my favorites:

every year’s a souvenir / that slowly fades away

(thanks for the title, lee)

i’ve spent the last hour re-reading my old blog. brings back good memories. the funny thing is that the experiences themselves don’t come back to me as vividly as the process of writing about them do: the quiet room, familiar music, time spent deliberating over every word.

i’ve written a lot these past two years in bschool, but as wingerz so sweetly reminds me, it’s nothing that anyone wants to read.