This worl' Is A Changin'

So, a few things have happened. I've formulated a clearer vision of my future inhabitants. And that is to say that I've done some research, written down some numbers and (drum roll please); it seems as though Gresham, Oregon is quite interesting. They've got a half hour commute to Portland if I chose, the houses are cheaper, and the pay is better. That's of course, if the income for a person with a masters doesn't increase. If it does. Well, that's a whole nother plan.
As far as the whole, college student so-called-life situation. I'm doing better with that. Doing the whole, take initiative thing. It's working out pretty well. I think it's partly attributed to both of my Learn to Ski Tots classes. It always seems like my mood and everything else takes a nose dive when little ones and youngsters aren't in my schedule. They're like this weird happy pill that says really funny things while looking at you with eyes that can see who you really are. I hope I have more moments where that filter in my head just shuts off and lets me say something hilarious and outlandish.
I've also managed to avoid the "Bill's Matchmaking" episode. He meant well, but come on, if the guy is all that interested in me, maybe he should say something! Am I the only one that still feels this way? Come on ladies, its old fashioned, but if the guy doesn't have the stones to let you know their intentions; he's probably not gonna be worth the time to "hook" him. Oh and PS. If they seem too eager run for the hills, but if they refrain from doing too much right off the bat...consider.

And remember...You can't freeze the continuum of time. Those days will always disappear. Don't blink...