Burnin' down tha house

So I almost burned down my apartment building tonight. I decided to make some toast in the oven and kinda forgot about it since I have the attention span of a terrier. When I remembered it and opened the oven door, the toast was literally in flames. If I hadn't been overwhelmed by panic, I probably would have thought it was pretty cool and taken a picture. But since I lacked this clarity, I decided to capture the moment with my fine art skills. I added a lovely blue skirt on my stick figure because I look like a boy. Behold.

Much better

I'm feeling better today, probably because I've been busier. I went grocery shopping and then went to the rec center. The past week has been kinda quiet at the rec since everyone has left town. Today was a little busier, I guess the students are slowly trickling back into town. Even little anorexic girl was there. Little anorexic girl has one of the wierdest body types I've ever seen. She's bone thin but because she works out all the time she has a thick layer of muscle between her skin and bones. I was surprised that she went home for the holidays because I think she lives at the rec center. But she was back riding that cross country machine with a vengeance. She probably has to work off that extra pea she ate during Christmas.

I made a wicked playlist of songs that Wes plays at Numbers. Now I can brood in a corner or dance around my apartment and pretend that I'm at Numbers. Some highlights from the list are:

Depeche Mode - Little 15
NIN - Get Down Make Love
The Bravery - An Honest Mistake
Tears For Fears - Mad World
New Order - Temptation

Hell, the whole list is good. And surprisingly Depeche Mode heavy.

I want to push something down the stairs

And watch it smash to pieces. Usually this destructive frame of mind is brought on by frustration and pent up anger, but I think I've got mostly boredom and depression right now. Which means that I feel like pushing stuff down the stairs, but I just sigh and say to myself "what's the point." I always get kinda down when Marc leaves, and it's only exacerbated by my complete lack of anything to do. I'm looking forward to a weekend of dancing and drinking in the new year in Houston.

I'm hungry

Marc came to visit me yesterday, it was nice. We played basketball and went for a walk in the park this morning. Now I'm hungry so I'm heading to Blue Baker. Numbers on Friday!

I look like a boy

I got sick and tired of my hair so I went ahead and chopped it all off. It's a good thing that Marc likes short hair because at this rate I'll be bald soon.

I feel like a loser

My holiday cheer has quickly rollercoastered into post-Christmas depression. I'm back in the desolate wasteland of College Station where the full realization of my insignificance hit me like a wet mop in the face. I think I'll play some depressing music and eat chocolate while I contemplate how I'm going to pay my rent this week.

He hates you... that is what he does.

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In other exciting local news I went to Office Depot yesterday. I bought pens. And some 3x5 notecards. Unlined ones. Nice. Yep.

When does school start again?

Oh Tommy boy

Thomas came to College Station yesterday. He's in town visiting for a week away from the sunshine and scantily clad natives of Hawaii. We had a lovely lunch at Blue Baker and I recorded the moment on my camera for posterity.

Other than that, not much is going on. I got my Learn to Speak Spanish cds in the mail today. Donde esta la estacion de ferrocarril? My mouth kinda hurts from saying all these strange words. I guess I should go to the rec center and burn some calories. Adios!

Some coal in your stalking

Billy is the title master. And the wasabi king, but that's a different story. I spent a lovely night stalking past obsessions of mine and billy's. Not very productive, but I did find one of Billy's on Friendster. Unfortunatly, mine has vanished without a trace. Somewhere out there is a fine guy in need of my services.

This morning I got online to check the progress of my various Christmas packages and I discovered that two are already in College Station on the truck. My UPS man is cute as a button too. He's probably going to think I'm stalking him after three packages in two days. Oh well, I've decided to do all of my Christmas shopping online from now on. My holiday season has actually been merry and bright since I've only had to brave the mall once, and that was just to drop off Marc's present to be framed. I'm definately up for paying a little extra to have cute UPS man bring my shopping to my door.

Christmas is coming!

I'm getting excited for Christmas! I've actually finished all of my Christmas shopping a week early which is entirely unprecidented. My uber present for Marc arrived today (that's a pic of it above), and I immediately wisked it off to the framing store in the mall to get framed. Lucky for me they said it would be ready by Thursday at the latest so I'll be able to give it to Marc on Christmas. It's going to look super cool with a black metal frame and I am sorely tempted to keep it for myself. Now I'm heading off to Best Buy to get some batteries and a memory card for my camera. Adios AmEx gift certificate.

Such Great Heights

The title is a Postal Service song that should be listened to. Melancholy and heartfelt, but utterly dance worthy beat going on. Rock on. I had another relatively uneventful weekend in Houston. Friday I had a delicious sushi dinner with my love at Nippon on Montrose. The salmon was fabulous and the chef snuck a large wad of wasabi under my octopus. I like it when they do that, it keeps you on your toes. Saturday I went to the annual family Christmas party at my aunt's house. There are a lot of babies in my family which creates an odd sense of nostalgia to see them ripping through their presents. The last time there were young kids in the family was when my brother and I were the youngsters. I got a lovely set of dishtowels and a terra cotta planter during the white elephant gift exchange. Marc had to work that day so I brought some chocolate yumyums home for him to partake of. Then we went out to dinner at Felix on Westheimer with a couple of his friends who very kindly gave me a gift certificate. Later we met up with Billy for a glass of wine at Agora which had an interesting atmosphere. Kinda old west bar meets trendy coffee shop with a sprinkling of greek tragedy just to shake things up a bit. Now I'm back in College Station. Apparently the majority of the population of College Station took the opportunity to run away while I was gone. Things are pretty quiet around here.

My good deed backfired

I watched a FedEx package sit outside my neighbor's door for three days before I finally took it to the office. A few hours later my neighbor came home so I guess I wasted my time, oh well.

I've been combating my winter break blues with a combination of running and online shopping the past few days. (See the Eggs don't like me post about the cool present I found for Marc online). For some reason sitting on my ass at home makes me obsess that I'm getting fat even though all I do at school is sit in class all day. Therefore I went to Victoria's Secret and bought myself a bunch of sexy underwear. Turning on the heater full blast and prancing around in a skimpy g-string usually brightens my day.

Eggs don't like me

I've been spending my copious amounts of free time by writing scholarship application essays. I also decided to do all of my Christmas shopping online which rocks because I don't have to mix with the common folk at the mall. I found an awesome present for Marc (which I can talk about online since he doesn't have a computer). I found a rock concert poster collector in San Francisco who had an original first printing of a Cure concert poster from their tour through Houston in 2000. Not too vintage, but the art is cool and it's from Houston, so I think he'll dig it. Whenever it arrives I'll have it framed. You can check out his collection at Wolfgang's Vault. He's got some really impressive (and expensive) vintage stuff that will blow your mind. If you're into that sort of thing that is.

Marc came up to College Station yesterday to visit me which was really nice. I tried to make some eggs for...what is the meal at midnight called?...anyways, my skillet is all messed up and I ruined the eggs. This made me sad. I can't even make scrambled eggs; this man is never going to want to be with a girl who can't make eggs. So the eggs went down the garbage disposal, and we went to IHOP where the eggs don't have little charred bits of teflon in them.

Who knew relaxation was so boring?

I'm bored. It's only been 3 days and I already miss the non-stop stress of school. It's too bad that my life isn't more exciting. Maybe I should take up running again since I've let it slide lately because of finals. I also need to clean my apartment. At least I have time to listen to music and compile a future ipod song list. Right now I'm listening to:

Placebo - Teenage Angst
Joy Division - Isolation
Siouxsie and The Banshees - Helter Skelter
The Cure - Dressing Up
Monsoon - Ever So Lonely
The Smiths - Big Mouth Strikes Again
Bjork - Bachelorette
Talk Talk - It's My Life
Hole - Malibu
AFI - The Leaving Song Pt. 2

"Do I listen to pop music because I'm depressed, or am I depressed because I listen to pop music?" -John Cusack (High Fidelity)

Drunken debauchery at Numbers

• Emo Video

My weekend of drunken debauchery is over. Friday at Numbers was super fun and a big group came out to party. My brother copped out though cause he's too emo and "doesn't really do the whole dancing thing." I was unaware of the emo scene. For more info, click on the link above. Billy brought out a couple of friends, Des and Shelly, and Manny was there too so it was a good night over all. Marc got way too drunk though. I knew he was toe up when I came back from the bathroom and he was smoking (which he only does when he's shitfaced.) After the club Marc wanted to go to Walmart and I drove of course. Unfortunatly, he ended up passing out in my truck and I didn't know where I was going, so by the time I was able to wake him up, we were almost in Katy. Other than that, my weekend was great and exams are over!

Anatomy: B
Physiology: C
Histology: A
Microbiology: B
Stupid Professional Development seminar: A
Husbandry and clinic skills class: A

Zoo christmas party craziness

My, my a lot has happened in one 24hour period. I kicked some Anatomy butt as predicted, and headed to Houston for the annual zoo christmas party. Marc and I were the hottest couple there (which says a lot about the other employees, yikes) and I got many complements on my tits and ass by drunk partygoers. Some highlights: when a drunk ranger grabbed my hand and made me feel up her chest because she had spilled her drink all down the front of her dress, two random guys saying I looked hot (which made my day cause it doesn't happen often), seeing a jealous employee who has a big and slightly unstable crush on Marc scowl from across the room, my ex-boss blatently staring at my chest which was a bit awkward. The food rocked: giant chocolate fountain! Downsides: couldn't drink because i had an early drive back to CS the next morning and i was Marcs DD, discovering that wearing 4inch heels makes it really hard to stand or walk after 6 hours. Away with you killer dancing shoes of satan!

Anyways, so early next morning I drove back to CS where I discovered that a big ice storm had hit the night before! Huzzah school was cancelled! Probably a good thing since I was fishtailing down George Bush drive. An extra day to study provided by a benevolent God who knew that I was not prepared for my test this morning. It does mean 8 hours of straight testing tomorrow to make up for it, but I'm up for it. I'll have to cancel my volunteer work tomorrow afternoon so that I can take my tests and then drive back to Houston for End of Semester Fest at Numbers! Now, time to take advantage of my remaining study time so I can kick some physiology ass!

Anatomy final

One down, three to go! Time to go kick some Anatomy butt...

Officially freaking out

I'm officially freaking out. And exams don't even start until tomorrow. I'm hoping if I can make it through microbiology tomorrow, then I'll be ok. Deep breaths....

Good boy Queso

Queso was a good boy last night and didn't wake me up at all. Studying like mad for finals that start on monday. I haven't reached the freaking out point yet. Perhaps Sunday night, only time will tell. I'm trying to detox myself for next week by cutting down on caffeine and sugar, drinking more water, and trying to eat more veggies and fruits. I was reading about a hard core detox program that involves 3 weeks of nothing but plain fruits and veggies and vitamin/mineral supplement shakes. The results are tempting, but I think it would be the most miserable 3 weeks of my life. Sleepy time now.