quarterly update
really long version:
Okay, wow it has been a while bitches. Okay so...
Christmas was great. New years was boring. Valentine's Day was lovely.
Valentines: So we decided to be low-key since we recently purchased a tropical vacation from Orbitz for the weekend of our anniversary next month, and didn't want to spend any more money since everyday is pretty much valentines day in our house anyways. Anyways... so we just went to Leona's for dinner. Well, in their smoking section there was a very large video screen playing old 60's and 70's music videos. Well about midway through dinner "Dancin in the Dark" was played (my valentine's miracle) and the male half of a very weird couple seated across the restaurant jumped up and started yelling "BRUCE!" and dancing. His wife (girlfriend, sister?) just stayed perfectly still, looking down at the table, and began (i suspect) silently weeping. It was then, that the ghost of valentine's day future showed up. I asked Lindsey if she thought i would be like the guy yelling along with BRUCE! in twenty years, and before i could finish the "ce" in Bruce she began nodding her head in agreement, and much like the women stuck with man ashamed and weeping on the table, Lindsey also began looking down, with a nervous smile on her face.
We have started calling Vadar "Sharkula" and Moscow "FDR". The other day, Lindsey was playing with Vadar and she said (in a movie announcer voice), "Sharkula is, 'Sharkula Two, On the Move!'" and I laughed myself to tears. It was pretty much my favorite thing she's ever done.
I am trying to work out a study abroad program for the summer in Cambridge. Lindsey is trying to work out going on tour with her friends' punk rock band for the time that i am gone. I thought that was a kinda funny contrast.
I should be almost done with school, which rules so hard. Especially if i do this summer program, then i should only have one more semester left. Its wierd to think about being done, because i have been in college for so fucking long it just started to feel like something i would actually never be done with. I can't really imagine being done. Which is good, because actually with Grad school, i never will be.
Tonite is my dad's birthday and i have been informed (by him) that i am supposed to come home from work, bake him a birthday cake, and drive to Bolingbrook, where i will take him out to dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings where my sister is waitressing. I really can't imagine a more awesome scenerio. When i told him (in case he forgot) that i am a full time student and i didn't really have time for any of that, he responded "Your time doesn't really matter on MY BIRTHDAY". well okay then.
I have begun taking medicine for the soul crushing anxiety that has ruled my life for the better part of 25 years. So, far it's working out pretty well.
I was on this website that makes custom wall stickers of words for your house, and i made one for my friend Sheba, that said "Sheba, we're not even friends anymore" and she bought it, and put it on her wall at home, which is pretty much the most amazing thing that i have ever been a part of.
Other than that, i have pretty much just been trying to nap until winter is over.
i guess thats about it.