Dear MSU PILOT, I miss you. Love, K.

I miss PILOT you guys. I can't remember what the acronym stood for, but it was this real rudimentary email system that michigan state used from probably 1990 until 2004. It was awesome because you could plunk down at any campus computer and check your email in like .4 seconds. It sucked though because your friends at, say, U of M or Calvin and such would email you gifs and jpegs of people falling off donkeys or sometimes stuff that made you want to vomit (like from emily smith) and you couldn't share in the fun. But that's what hotmail was for I guess. I was just remininscing about PILOT with my friend tim the other day and we thought we'd form some sort of PILOT outcry group to demand the system be reinstated. I'll keep you posted. (remember, to send an email, you just hit "s"!!! and to delete, you just hit "d"!!)

things are moving along in the big move to home of the dodgers, brooklyn squad. next week is my last week at work (mixed emotions there). I've had some nibbles for jobs. we'll see what happens. But I need to see everyone before I leave. I'm going to miss everyone terribly, but as Patrick reminded me, "you're moving to brooklyn. not mars." sometimes it feels like mars, though.

In other news, my father has purchased a "motorcycle." some of you know this already, but for those who don't, this is rich. He proudly unveiled the hog for me a couple of weeks ago, and as the garage door rose, it revealed what appeared to be an early-1990s dirt bike custom-made for a giant. complete with early '90s splashes of red, yellow and purple on white plastic, with purple plastic hand guards. He has a rusty red helmet my mother refers to as being "tight as an acorn cap," and mostly he takes this chariot all over the island to garage sales. I'm going to go ahead and agree with my mother here when she sighs and says, "well, at least it's not another woman."

Hope you're all well. I need to see a lot of people before I go, let's start planning some get-togethers.