Howl

This morning I completed a very important thing in my graduate school career: I chose a font to get me through all three years of school.

I had to find one that is in both Photoshop and Office and works with both Macs and PCs. Sure, I could have just used any random font and changed them up whenever I felt like it, but come on. You know I’m a font geek. The fact that I chose a font that I’ll use for everything I write in grad school (and the fact that it took me a good ten minutes to choose this font) shouldn’t surprise you.

So which font is it? I know you’re waiting with baited breath to find out. My first decision was this: Serif or Sans-Serif? I like a lot of the Serif fonts, for example Garamond is one of my all-time favorites and I also like Caslon a lot. But I decided to go with a Sans-Serif font. I was looking for a more modern feel and something that was a little less formal. But I didn’t want to go with a silly Sans font, so of course Comic Sans was out (and should be out for everyone ever). Helvetica is a nice Sans-Serif font but I felt like it was too common. I wanted something that would stand out just a little bit. I like Eurostile but felt like it was too skinny of a font. There wasn’t much weight to it, and with grad school I want something that carries a little weight. So, after some deliberation, my pick was (drumroll please)…

Century Gothic!!!!!!!!!!! (Please note that the name of the font was not written in the font itself. Xanga does not support Century Gothic font.)

It’s a nice, clean Sans-Serif font, it carries a weight but still looks rather minimalist and light, it doesn’t change size or weight much when bolded, and the change is not extreme when italicized. I think it’s an all-around good choice, and one that will serve me well for the next three years. Look it up yourself on your computer if you want to see what the font looks like.

And yes, you just wasted a few minutes of your life reading about my font choice.

I have two pictures for everyone today. The first one is my dog:

His name is Sir Charlie Chaplin but we just call him Charlie. We wanted something formal since it looks like he’s wearing a tuxedo. We got him from a rescue place 5 weeks ago. He’s about 10 pounds, is probably going to be about 25 pounds, and his mother was a beagle/cocker spaniel mix. You can see he looks a lot like a beagle, in fact he doesn’t look anything like a cocker spaniel. The only thing not beagle-ish is the ears and we think those look kind of like a pit bull’s ears before they’re docked. He’s a little stockier than a beagle too so that would help the pit bull father theory we have. He still likes to bite because he’s a puppy but we’re training him to be a good dog. He’s also very smart. I trained him to sit in like 10 minutes and now he sits whenever we tell him to. The second picture is my new tattoos:

I’ve had them for four weeks now, they’re totally healed and everything and the color is all set in. The red hand is a symbol from the Northern Ireland/Ulster Scots area my father’s mother’s family was from, and the rampant lion is from the Rhineland Palatinate in Germany, which is where my father’s father’s family was from. If you remember both of those grandparents died almost a year ago. I’ve blacked out my nipple to make the picture SFW, but you can tell the placement on my chest. I haven’t erased the chest hair because it’s sexier that way.

You know it is. Admit it.

I just finished the most exhausting three weeks of my life. I had my summer intro course into grad school the past three weeks and I was at school from 10am until at least 9pm every day except for maybe… 6 days. Out of 19. Last night I got an hour of sleep because I was working on my final project.

But it all was worth it in the end because all the professors think I’m the next great voice in architecture and all the girls in my class want to make out with me.

I’m just kidding about the part where my professors think I’m that good. But not about the girls. I was serious about that, they really do all want me. I can tell by the way they hold their X-Acto knives.

UghIdon’tevenhavetimetocheckmyemailanymore.