Light This Fire and Stand Right Beside It...
That was quite a good Thanksgiving break. Keyword in there: break. I slept >5 hrs a night, my back stopped spazzing out for the most part, and I didn't have to analyze anything. Well, maybe I should have but I didn't. That's what Mondays are for. I tackled wedding present shopping, sweater searching (conquered that one), Tropic Thunder, Wall-E, USC/Clemson game, pool, air hockey, and bowling all in one extended weekend. My accomplishments may not have been within my research (although I did finish my results!), but they were still mighty. Especially when you consider I hit my all-time BEST bowling score. 142. Yeah buddy. That was nearly double my score from the previous game. I must give credit to the bumpers the bowling alley apparently understood I needed without asking. Maybe I just have that "she needs guard rails so she scores more than 20" look. Whatever the case may be, I'll take the 142.
I have a week until DC interview fun times. I don't know when I'm going to prepare for those. Probably on the plane on the way up. That's assuming my little Dasher doesn't crash on me as they seem to like doing.
I'm kind of loving the whole no one being home yet thing. Maybe I am antisocial. I like having my own place. My own things. My own quiet time. My own sense of cleanliness. I'm so ready to get out of Columbia basically. I'm to the point where nearly everything is driving me up a freaking wall. Even minor things that I hope I wouldn't even notice under other circumstances put me into moods equivalent to the Queen of Hearts' rage for days. I let one of those things ruin my time with S. last weekend and I can't forgive myself for that. I seem to be epically failing everywhere these days.
If this whole science thing doesn't work out, I should take a go at PR. I got Three Day Weekend into the Free Times, USC Times, Alumni Newsletter and on the radio. That was pretty fun actually, being on the radio and all that. What can I say, I dig the spotlight.
My real hair color is starting to show. It's bothering me.
I really want to go Karaoke-ing. I think K. may be down with that for her birthday this week so my chance is coming.
What other random thoughts can I share with you? Hmm.. thinking, thinking. Yeah, I'm done.
"Now you're the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
So tonight, I'll take the red eye.
I won't say goodnight, I won't tonight...
Won't you stay with me awhile?
I could never."
~Ace Enders
I have a week until DC interview fun times. I don't know when I'm going to prepare for those. Probably on the plane on the way up. That's assuming my little Dasher doesn't crash on me as they seem to like doing.
I'm kind of loving the whole no one being home yet thing. Maybe I am antisocial. I like having my own place. My own things. My own quiet time. My own sense of cleanliness. I'm so ready to get out of Columbia basically. I'm to the point where nearly everything is driving me up a freaking wall. Even minor things that I hope I wouldn't even notice under other circumstances put me into moods equivalent to the Queen of Hearts' rage for days. I let one of those things ruin my time with S. last weekend and I can't forgive myself for that. I seem to be epically failing everywhere these days.
If this whole science thing doesn't work out, I should take a go at PR. I got Three Day Weekend into the Free Times, USC Times, Alumni Newsletter and on the radio. That was pretty fun actually, being on the radio and all that. What can I say, I dig the spotlight.
My real hair color is starting to show. It's bothering me.
I really want to go Karaoke-ing. I think K. may be down with that for her birthday this week so my chance is coming.
What other random thoughts can I share with you? Hmm.. thinking, thinking. Yeah, I'm done.
"Now you're the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
So tonight, I'll take the red eye.
I won't say goodnight, I won't tonight...
Won't you stay with me awhile?
I could never."
~Ace Enders