A whole week of studying and not working has flown by. Only 5 more days of studying until my big test! In other news, Danish had a bland week of pacing around the house and not working. Due to his boredom, he would find little things to keep himself occupied - one being fixing the computer from being slow. He's been working on remedying the situation to no avail. I feel bad that the week he has taken off was quite uneventful and unexciting and soon he will return to work and school again. Le sigh.
Tank went to the vet to get his get his shots, teeth cleaned, and have a mole removed from his back. Poor baby.
I love Fuzzy's Tacos! We frequent this place for their delicious Baja tacos and chicken sandwiches. Last Saturday, we went twice. I don't mind that it seems indulgent.
We had a great time at Loni's birthday last night! We're headed to my parents to fix our bikes and play with Tank. My new shoes came in the mail! Then we're off to Denton to see The Flaming Lips, eat at Fuzzy's, and hang out. Four days with Danish! We have a ton of quality-time activities lined up and it's going to be sweet. God is so good!
Hi, how are you Blog? This semester has started off as rough and bumpy as it ended last year. As much as I hate "taking care of business" I know it has to be done. What's discouraging is that a lot of it requires patience as it can't be accomplished instantaneously. I feel burdened. I wonder what it would feel like to lose a ton of weight...like on those billboards and magazine advertisements where some fatty loses 100 pounds and their lives are changed forever. It must be refreshing to lose that burden.
My lovely friend Angie got married at the courthouse this past weekend! She is planning a destination wedding in Mexico later this year. She went ahead and legally got married since the marriage in Mexico won't be recognized here. I'm so happy for her. I mean, it's weird too. Growing up. Not to mention I feel concerned for the rest of my friends who seem anxious for their turn. Should I not feel that way? I think it's a subconscious thing...nevertheless, I'm praying for Meagan who told me she doesn't even know what she wants in a man; she just expects every guy she dates to magically become Mr. Right. It's important to have expectations and really tell God about them because He listens.
Danish has no time for me. He works full-time, is in grad school, has band practice, and now he has signed up for an ultimate frisbee team. It makes me sad because the only time I see him is for about an hour right before we both pass out for the night. I say I need to learn how to cook, but I don't even have the opportunity to cook for him since he's never around. Speaking of which, I gave steak another chance. This time I marinated it in some herb mixture, wrapped it in aluminum foil, and tossed it in the oven to bake! The results were that it turned out with more of a brisket texture instead of steak, but it tasted pretty decent. I find it interesting how these meats just shrink in the oven...what am I doing wrong? They just shrink up; they're almost half the size of the original, uncooked meat.
Today I go to Denton to make another school ID and get my second TB test because I forgot to get mine read last week. Freaking waste. Because of this immunization delay, I can't participate in today's hospital orientation and must make up those hours in clinicals, which is fine. I figure I will need those extra hours anyway for the experience. Can you believe I'll be graduating this May? I'll be entering the work force and making money. It's very surreal to me. I know that all this "business" I'm having to deal with will make it that much more worth it in the end. I know that's why I have this burden, I know that it's given to me so I can just give it up to God, I know that it's all a test to show my faith, I know that this will all pass, I know I'll be a better person for it. I know! Jesus says, "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." That is nice.
As of yesterday, I officially have no job! That disappointment was only slightly eased by piña coladas and beers by the pool. As you already know, I'm in the process of looking for work - to no avail. For the time being I will be selling old text books, posting random objects on Craigslist, and donating plasma. Oh and this stupid Fray ticket, it's stuck to me like a piece of static-y plastic - I can't seem to get rid of it! If anyone wants to buy it from me, please let me know; the concert is on Friday, July 24.
We're still trying to rent out the property in Denton. A person called, but he bailed twice! Why?! I mean, I understand the first time; however, once we arranged to meet again, he bailed the second time and never returned our calls. Strange, strange people in this world. Of course that put us in a terribly nasty mood, having had to drive out there twice. I'm talking about my mother and I. We bickered all the way home. Stressful.
In other pleasant news, Daniel is moving next Wednesday. It should be fun to see what his new place is like. Also, apparently their new album is almost finished! More than 5 songs I haven't heard - that is quite exciting and I can't wait to get a copy. I've said this to him before, but Violent Still Life is indeed one of the better projects he's been involved in. Did I say better projects? I meant ridiculously awesome and good.
I just found out Daniel's friend Hubbs is attending Pitchfork Music Festival in Chicago! Ugh, jealous. The lineup is freaking amazing - especially Sunday's, which explains why tickets for that day are sold out. I adore the Flaming Lips. And Mew. They have a new album coming out with the craziest title - No more stories Are told today I'm sorry They washed away No more stories The world is grey I'm tired Let's wash away
Ha, brilliant. And not only that, two of their track titles are pictures, not words. Below is a short and sweet song from their first album. I'm not actually that jealous of Hubbs. Daniel and I are going to try to make ACL this year. It will be my first time. Friday's lineup is looking pretty tasty.
Just came back from a very relaxing and chill night in Denton with Daniel and friends. Drove out there to put a 'For Rent' sign at the Lipizzan property, ate some awesome tacos at Fuzzy's, and watched the end of Aliens at Hubbs' house (ahhh Ripley is so badass). I love houses with balconies...especially balconies that are trimmed with Christmas lights and have couches and beer pong tables. Fat Tire is also a very tasty beer...
So the plan was to hang out with Miriam on Fry Street around 10 pm. By the time we had finished our 4th beers and were on our way, I realized I left my I.D. in my car...in Plano. I called Miriam and apologized profusely about not being able to come out and that I'd see her on Saturday for her bachelorette party. We went back to Hubb's house and watched a series of mindless and stupid cartoon TV shows on Adult Swim, which I embarrassingly will admit to having enjoyed...immensely ("A fist is just one hand praying by itself").
I'm about to go to bed...I just wanted to make a note of how I have the most difficult time believing what guys say. Trust issues? Maybe so. I just can't take a guy's words for face value, and it would certainly be nice if I could. But I guess guys are like girls; they can also have a lot of insecurities they don't want to expose for fear of scorn, rejection, or apathy. Perhaps it's a habit I've fallen into. If I keep this up, I'll forever get burned by initial reactions to my advances, not fully understanding the nature of the opposite sex (pardon, more like embracing rather than understanding). I'll figure it out one day. I have a good man who is patient enough to wait until then.
