Status Updates:
UPDATES!
My former apartment manager apparently still has yet to cash my $700 check because I still see $800 in my bank. This means he hasn't called my NEW apartment complex to flag me as "ok" to rent.
Jason and Doug had something come up, so I can't stay at their place anymore. Thankfully, after a nice dinner yesterday Caitlin and Nichole offered to let me crash at their new place for now given that I do some heavy lifting for their move.
I picked up a goddamn couch yesterday...it was easy at first, and then I remembered how long it's been since I've lifted something much heavier than me on my own over my head. My arms were killing me, but they feel much better today. I suppose it could be worse; my future roommate Arlinda had a death in the family...so I can imagine out apartment situation is the last thing on her mind.
Jorge, one of my friends who's also in my PSCI class was late for our studying this morning, and so while we got our assignment done, we entered our 10:00 am class at 10:05 ((just as the TA was locking the door))...oh well, better late than never I suppose.
I have two finals this week, and then I have to (hopefully) move into my new place. God willing, I will be able to not die from stress. My gray hairs, migraines and nosebleeds are back...I pull them out, take some pills and plug them up respectively to give an outward appearance of being caaaaalm.
Got to talk to Jodi yesterday! Haven't heard from that busy girl in forever, so it made me smile something fierce. She's my oldest friends; I've known her since 6-7th grade. OVER A DECADE! gah I'm old.
Anyway my point was that she said her wedding is soon, and that even though I expressed my uncomfortability at weddings (what with the constant reminder of my bachelorhood), she offered me an invitation+1. Guess I need to get a girlfriend by that time, since it's in El Paso I have no way of saying, "I couldn't make it."
KC and my dad came to visit last weekend. It was pretty badass on a scale of 1-10. I had a blast, got to eat full meals again for a bit, got updates on my family and got to hug someone like I haven't in a while. I was smiles all weekend...well, until I got shot down by a girl. But it's cool, she had a better reason than most of them do this time so I got over it fast. Like 5 minutes, record time for me.
What else...what else...umm...
Oh, I showed Jason that video online (the one I am shamelessly plugging called "Dr. Horrible's Sing-A-Long Blog" that makes me unbelievably happy) and now he has this undying urge to watch musicals, and make one himself.
I think it's pretty cool, but that's because he's leaps and bounds more musically inclined than I am. Hell he urged me to dust off my bass last month and play with him, and even showed me some tricks (the likes of which I've already regrettably forgotten).
As far as my mother is concerned, for those of you not in the know, she's been working out of D.C. again. She recently got a transfer back to McAllen for a week in order to deal with some Texas related formalities. My dad couldn't be happier, and my brothers are all excited as well.
Next week she flies out to Colorado, and then the week after that to Mexico City for very important meetings. We (her family) are not even allowed to know what she's doing...it's highly top secret, which further makes my mom seem like a badass.
I know where I get it from.
Breaking in new shoes: Original Chuck High Cons. Trying to stay awake in class. Wishing you were here. Starting a new chapter of my story. Singing myself to sleep. Singing in the shower. Sneaking up on people quietly. Pining after a girl in my office. Pretending not to care about anything. Praying for the best. Preying on those that prey on the weak. Waiting for my week to end.
Trying. Not. To. Panic... Zen.
over and out,
David Lucio
ps. I broke my keyboard on my PC. Sucks hard. Hopefully I can find a new one by tonight, but if not then I am on a temporary programming, gaming and at-home-web-surfing hiatus. Translation: call me if you need me. (956)367-0093
My former apartment manager apparently still has yet to cash my $700 check because I still see $800 in my bank. This means he hasn't called my NEW apartment complex to flag me as "ok" to rent.
Jason and Doug had something come up, so I can't stay at their place anymore. Thankfully, after a nice dinner yesterday Caitlin and Nichole offered to let me crash at their new place for now given that I do some heavy lifting for their move.
I picked up a goddamn couch yesterday...it was easy at first, and then I remembered how long it's been since I've lifted something much heavier than me on my own over my head. My arms were killing me, but they feel much better today. I suppose it could be worse; my future roommate Arlinda had a death in the family...so I can imagine out apartment situation is the last thing on her mind.
Jorge, one of my friends who's also in my PSCI class was late for our studying this morning, and so while we got our assignment done, we entered our 10:00 am class at 10:05 ((just as the TA was locking the door))...oh well, better late than never I suppose.
I have two finals this week, and then I have to (hopefully) move into my new place. God willing, I will be able to not die from stress. My gray hairs, migraines and nosebleeds are back...I pull them out, take some pills and plug them up respectively to give an outward appearance of being caaaaalm.
Got to talk to Jodi yesterday! Haven't heard from that busy girl in forever, so it made me smile something fierce. She's my oldest friends; I've known her since 6-7th grade. OVER A DECADE! gah I'm old.
Anyway my point was that she said her wedding is soon, and that even though I expressed my uncomfortability at weddings (what with the constant reminder of my bachelorhood), she offered me an invitation+1. Guess I need to get a girlfriend by that time, since it's in El Paso I have no way of saying, "I couldn't make it."
KC and my dad came to visit last weekend. It was pretty badass on a scale of 1-10. I had a blast, got to eat full meals again for a bit, got updates on my family and got to hug someone like I haven't in a while. I was smiles all weekend...well, until I got shot down by a girl. But it's cool, she had a better reason than most of them do this time so I got over it fast. Like 5 minutes, record time for me.
What else...what else...umm...
Oh, I showed Jason that video online (the one I am shamelessly plugging called "Dr. Horrible's Sing-A-Long Blog" that makes me unbelievably happy) and now he has this undying urge to watch musicals, and make one himself.
I think it's pretty cool, but that's because he's leaps and bounds more musically inclined than I am. Hell he urged me to dust off my bass last month and play with him, and even showed me some tricks (the likes of which I've already regrettably forgotten).
As far as my mother is concerned, for those of you not in the know, she's been working out of D.C. again. She recently got a transfer back to McAllen for a week in order to deal with some Texas related formalities. My dad couldn't be happier, and my brothers are all excited as well.
Next week she flies out to Colorado, and then the week after that to Mexico City for very important meetings. We (her family) are not even allowed to know what she's doing...it's highly top secret, which further makes my mom seem like a badass.
I know where I get it from.
Breaking in new shoes: Original Chuck High Cons. Trying to stay awake in class. Wishing you were here. Starting a new chapter of my story. Singing myself to sleep. Singing in the shower. Sneaking up on people quietly. Pining after a girl in my office. Pretending not to care about anything. Praying for the best. Preying on those that prey on the weak. Waiting for my week to end.
Trying. Not. To. Panic... Zen.
over and out,
David Lucio
ps. I broke my keyboard on my PC. Sucks hard. Hopefully I can find a new one by tonight, but if not then I am on a temporary programming, gaming and at-home-web-surfing hiatus. Translation: call me if you need me. (956)367-0093