When I grew up...and "training wheels on clerics"

I officially feel old when I can say that, but honestly, when I grew up (and I'm not talking about the stone age, I'm talking about middle/high school, which it's been 10 years since that journey started, believe it or not), there was no:
Facebook (Thanksgiving break at Butler)
Myspace (freshman year at Butler)
Internet was dial-up (yes, dial-up was the norm then)
I honestly (I'm not lying here) didn't have a regular email address NOR an AIM account until freshman year of HS
iPods (portable CD players were "in" then)
Cassettes were still frequently used
DVDs hadn't been created quite yet

So I guess my point is technology can be good and it can also be scary, depends how you use it.

And this part is 3 weeks overdue...
In the nature of my favorite character on a show I won't name (if you get the ref, more power to you :-)) - "Picture it...finals week, last quarter of college"

One of my friends I work with (and occasionally have lunch with and stuff) comes back to my desk and was visibly upset...and the issue was because her mom screwed up her FAFSA last year (as a freshman) and fixed it this year, she got a lot less financial aid (which included work-study, which was how she was working this year) for this coming year, to where she may not even have been able to come back (since federal loans aren't that high for sophomores). To save the whole story, I think it was the work of a being beyond either of us that got her to where she was okay again...the strange part is...but I hope this changes...she hasn't ever gone to church because a) she has to work because her parents won't support her and b) her family was never a church-going type...