Current location:	Charlotte and Ashley's Dancetime Lounge
Current mood:	tired
Current music:	"Love Letter to Japan"-The Bird and the Bee

Let's all go to the Carnival
Song lyric of the moment-"I am yours for as long as you will have me"-The Bird and the Bee

So, last weekend was Carnival.  For most college students, CMU Carnival is about booth, buggy, free concerts, and getting completely smashed.  For most alumni, it's about remembering glory days of booth and buggy, going to reunions with free food, and getting completely smashed.  For me, it was about...well, most of those things.  Not the getting smashed part, though.  I stayed pretty sober.

I got to judge booth and that was fun.  Now I know what booths are judged on.  I wish I had known that when I was building.  It makes me sad that I'll never be able to participate in that again, but the memories are all really positive, so it works out.  Sometimes I wonder which I miss more: actually being in college or the memories of being in college.  I mean, I'm going back to college soon (yay grad school), but it'll never be the same as before.  It's not like freshman year, when I watched people moving onto Midway from a Morewood window.  Or like sophomore year, when I was known as "the only person who looks good in those damned green dresses" during the Wiz.  Or junior year working booth with Catie Scudera.  Or senior year, when I got to dress up in Ben's suit and work booth with my girlfriend.  I don't live in Morewood anymore.  Kami, Danielle, Courtney, and the rest of the SnS gang I went to school with isn't around anymore (and I can't that damned dress anymore).  Catie's been in India.  I don't have a suit and I'm single (for now at least...).  I don't get to buld booth anymore; I haven't been in a play in years.  Things are just different.  It's not good or bad, just different.  Walking around booth with old friends (especially Kwasi) was great, and not having any responsibilites was great (I took the day off of work).  Life, for a few days at least, was perfect.

Some things don't change, though.  People came into town.  I saw Laurel and Granger and Ash.  Man, I love folks, but I didn't realize how much I miss Granger until I got to see him.  I wish he was around all the time.  One of us will have to move so that we can always hang.  It's too important.  Also the same?  Aaron's sedar, which continues to be a yearly highlight.  Tristan and I did our usual Saturday at Midway.  It's so great, he's getting older and talks A LOT now (he's giving me a run for my money) and can do most of the booths now.  He also got a free stuffed animal, because he always gets free stuff.  He made me buy him something, too: a maroon (his favorite color) monkey that he quickly named "Ms. Lindsay" (this from the kid who named my stuffed otter "Uncle Cecil").  He clearly missed the irony in that.  He also rode fewer rides, which meant more fun for me (I hate that stupid merry-go-ride).  As long as I'm around, we're going every year.  I love that kid.  I love everyone.

And, of course, what would life be like if I didn't have to deal with people's problems, namely their love lives?  There's one person who I kinda wanted to tell to STFU, and one who I geniunely want to help because he's a great friend and he normally doesn't bother me about this kind of thing.  I hope things get better for him.  I am everyone's doctor.

In short, Carnival, fuck yeah!

-Dr. B