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My dad: also the most ridiculous dude on earth. He sent me an oversized t-shirt he screenprinted with approximately a zillion frogs. It's kind of precious and ridiculous. I still don't know why he bought a t-shirt press, but it seems to make him happy.
I will never actually understand my dad's views on money because he is seriously a ridiculous tightwad (he would argue if you asked for a quarter for bubble gum when I was a kid, no really) but then he buys ridiculous things like a t-shirt press out of the blue. IDK. He also has a living room full of slot machines (well, most of them are actually Japanese not-exactly-slot-machine things), though they're kind of fun.
I like to pretend that our apartment is gradually becoming more apartment-like and less hovel-like but I'm mostly lying to myself. Yesterday I unpacked most of two boxes of pretty things and put them on the bookshelf.
The random trip to Louisville to see my bro on Saturday was nice in other ways besides the direct side effect of getting Tim Tams out of it (it's good that he got me two packages because I've already gone through the first one). He also bought me sushi for dinner and I got to meet his new girlfriend (that I didn't know he had... I don't pay attention to anything and he's not exactly the oversharing type anyhow), wandered around in Louisville for a bit, and finally actually got to see his apartment. It's a walk-up in the top floor of an authentic Victorian house. I has a jellusy.
Anyhow, he's coming to Bloomington in a few weeks to see some dude named Mason Jennings in concert and he wants me to go with him. I'm not too sure on this as my brother's tastes in music and mine don't exactly line up all the time and also, it's after one of my night classes, but I'm pondering it.
Everybody I talk to lately keeps asking me how I'm doing and I don't actually know. Classes are... classes. It's school, IDK what to say about it. It's kind of interesting, not too complicated, and kind of just... fine? My graduate assistantship is more interesting and more stressful, but still not terribly high-key adventure. Life is very different than it was a year ago. Not better or worse, really, but definitely different.
It probably makes me crazier than I want to admit to, that a lot of my current ennui-ish feelings are directly to the lack of concerts I want to see in my forseeable future. I saw Journey and Heart a few weeks ago! That fix should have lasted me longer, damnit!
Okay, enough rambling for now, I suppose. (Seekrit note to self: Upload music later!)
I will never actually understand my dad's views on money because he is seriously a ridiculous tightwad (he would argue if you asked for a quarter for bubble gum when I was a kid, no really) but then he buys ridiculous things like a t-shirt press out of the blue. IDK. He also has a living room full of slot machines (well, most of them are actually Japanese not-exactly-slot-machine things), though they're kind of fun.
I like to pretend that our apartment is gradually becoming more apartment-like and less hovel-like but I'm mostly lying to myself. Yesterday I unpacked most of two boxes of pretty things and put them on the bookshelf.
The random trip to Louisville to see my bro on Saturday was nice in other ways besides the direct side effect of getting Tim Tams out of it (it's good that he got me two packages because I've already gone through the first one). He also bought me sushi for dinner and I got to meet his new girlfriend (that I didn't know he had... I don't pay attention to anything and he's not exactly the oversharing type anyhow), wandered around in Louisville for a bit, and finally actually got to see his apartment. It's a walk-up in the top floor of an authentic Victorian house. I has a jellusy.
Anyhow, he's coming to Bloomington in a few weeks to see some dude named Mason Jennings in concert and he wants me to go with him. I'm not too sure on this as my brother's tastes in music and mine don't exactly line up all the time and also, it's after one of my night classes, but I'm pondering it.
Everybody I talk to lately keeps asking me how I'm doing and I don't actually know. Classes are... classes. It's school, IDK what to say about it. It's kind of interesting, not too complicated, and kind of just... fine? My graduate assistantship is more interesting and more stressful, but still not terribly high-key adventure. Life is very different than it was a year ago. Not better or worse, really, but definitely different.
It probably makes me crazier than I want to admit to, that a lot of my current ennui-ish feelings are directly to the lack of concerts I want to see in my forseeable future. I saw Journey and Heart a few weeks ago! That fix should have lasted me longer, damnit!
Okay, enough rambling for now, I suppose. (Seekrit note to self: Upload music later!)