Thank you, Captain Obvious.

This kid named Chase Peake in my eighth grade French class used to say that all the time, and it drove me up a wall. Now I use it sparingly. Thank you, Chase.

It's glaringly obvious, though, that I am on hiatus. I'm taking a few "me" months, and by that I mean months in which I figure out how to do my mountains of work, get into law school, fix my digital camera, eradicate my perpetual debt (in fact, just find some, ANY money), understand men, run a sorority, be twenty-two, write a senior capstone, eat things other than crap, destroy the flub that has attached itself to my body over the past few months, and maintain a level of sanity similar to that New York chick on VH1 - probably insane from a legal standpoint, but still able to function in society. That's all I'm asking.

I will be back, renewed like a bodice-ripper library book, in late December. By then, I will have handed over things like law school applications and responsibility to other people and will be free to cook and write and live a happy existence. One can only imagine.

So stay tuned, dear reader, stay tuned. If not for the food, then for the pure schadenfreude of watching someone else navigate the messes of life.

And yes, I used the word schadenfreude.