Julia, Maia, and I hung out in Julia's dorm today, and I was able to get a peek at her handwriting. She didn't let me see one of her articles (apparently, she doesn't like anyone reading anything but the final product), but I was able to look at her agenda book.

"I don't know how you do it all," I said as I leafed through the pages. I made sure to add in a grin for good measure.

She made some comment about how it could get overwhelming but she had too much fun to quit anything, but I didn't care. I had what I needed.

It was a match. I'm starting her diary tonight.