Listening to headphones for almost 7 hours a day really blocks out the noise of this one person in the cubicle row one over. She is always talking about food someone ate or random bits of pop culture. I wish my CD drive wasn't broken because then I could miss out on more of her gems of wisdom.

My cousin M. the Elder is here this week with his girlfriend. They have been taking the train into the city every day because that's all there is to see here in Chicago. It's all within a mile radius of the Loop. Yep, that's right, nothing else to see here. To be honest, if it were up to me to give the grande tour of Chicago, I would spend a day doing what they have done in three. I try to avoid the Magnificent Mile at all costs but I could spend a month at the Art Institute and never get bored.
I would much rather spend my sightseeing time in Oak Park, Wicker Park, any of the "Parks" really. And I like Evanston too.

So his girlfriend is okay. I had never met someone, except maybe from a foreign country, who did not know what a Deviled Egg was. Especially a someone from Tupelo Mississippi. She is also in a sorority. While I feel that these are okay for some people, I detest Greek Life to the point that an ex-boyfriend's joining a frat was the catalyst to him becoming my ex-boyfriend. Am I overly harsh? I've had about 20 years to change my mind about sororities and fraternities. And I stand by my earlier decision.

I sum up their visit with us with this lovely quote from Ferris Bueller's Day Off that you can probably finish:
"My sister wears too much eye make-up. People think she's a -."