New specs

Evidently, I had to move back to the US to get funky Euro-glasses. Check 'em out.

Back in the U.S.S.A.!

No, that's not a typo but a shout out to the ladies of HIAS. It's a reference to my favorite personal statement from a potential refugee that began with, "God bless the U.S.S.A!" Um...better fix that before you meet the DHS officer.

And since I am talking about the girls...here are some of them. Looks like a magazine shoot, no? We're only missing Tamanna! Where are you, Tamanna?



But that title also refers to the fact that I'M BACK and fully immersed in American life, complete with owning a car, driving everyday and paying for gas. Yikes!

All this comes with road rage and my poor parents had to experience it the other day.

I was driving home from school and was leaving them a nice, happy message on the machine when someone cut me off and I screamed, "What the f&c%!!!" into me sweet mom's ear! I started to apologize and then began laughing hysterically and hung up on the machine. I called back a few minutes later to explain that some sailor had stolen my phone and screamed obscenities but that I had luckily gotten it back and was just calling to explain. We'll see if they buy that one.

Anyway, this is the new me. Road rage! Remind you of Paul Rose?



And, yes, OF COURSE that was a Beatles reference. I'm not stupid!

Proud Child of Green Parents!

I know I have a lot to catch up on but I want to procrastinate a bit longer and brag about my Greenie parents. Not only is my dad driving a Toyota Highlander Hybrid...



...my mom is driving a brand new Toyota Prius!



I couldn't be more proud!