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Well, Ashley's been bugging me to post- and since I really have little to no excuse here except laziness, I might as well. Further, I feel rather unconcerned with the ramifications of my posting access, and of all the things I have to say that could wound the pride and deflate the ego (others as well as my own). Thus, a brief and immediate update on all things FMV4.
In no particular order-
-Went down to Miami a couple weeks back. Saw Austin, Jordan, Annie, and very briefly, Bruno. It almost pains me to say it, but Austin is no longer the knockdown guy in any of our lives, Gainesvillians. In an unprecedented display of maturity, responsibility, and (positive) predictability, Austin is living clean, frugally, and focused. I would have been convinced that I was in an alternate reality induced by my drive on the turnpike had it not been for the (ironically) stable presence of Austin's parents, and (of course) Jordan's wild and invigorating discourse on the virtues of thrift and detail. Plus, Austin kicked my ass at Initial D. It was good to finally get back down there and touch base, even if only to see everyone really moving along in life. Good for the spirit, that.
-It's been a busy football season, and for the first time in a long time, I got to make it to a couple games. That's really the only noteworthy point there, the drinking and swearing have been typical for a pretty long time.
-Visited Ft. Myers for the first time in a while. It can now be said that at the very least, both I and my future in-laws are well armed, decent shots, and have a healthy respect for each other. Tiney and I went to the beach- I burned, she tanned, I threw her into the Gulf out of spite.
The nightlife in Ft. Myers is not nearly as exciting as that in Gainesville, and so I really enjoyed going out for a beer and some Gator football on the big screen. I could see putting down some roots there once this "grad school" thing finishes up.
Most everyone down here is doing well, also. Yay!
-My parents are in a new house, a much SMALLER house. Thus, I have been helping out as much as possible when I'm down there in an attempt to drive my esteemed father's wailing to a bare minimum. After a near-complete refurbish, one extra room, furniture replacement, painting, landscaping, two fridges, three vacuum cleaners, a backwards dryer door, a new TV, two stereos, 7 remotes, 75 pounds of weight loss (from my father), and a reappropriated mirror later, I only get a call once every week or so asking for assistance in the next house project.
Also, my brother's boat is #3 out of HS in the nation. They're better than Harvard's 8. Eat balls, Massholes.
-Subarus are awesome off-road vehicles. That's it.
-Tiney, after many years of hearing me bitch and moan about being poverty-stricken, frugal, and otherwise cantankerous, now is experiencing the same feeling. I'm loving it; she understands me a little more now. She's still whiny about being in Orlando while I work crazily up in the big G, but at least there's no arguments in dollars now.
-Work for the PhD(s nuts) grinds on, ever as ever. I work a lot of hours, don't feel like I get enough done, and things keep blowing up and/or breaking. That was the good news.
-Bahr and Bebo STILL won't let me see their apartment. Something about giant spiders and semi-sentient food products. I seem to recall something about WoW. I can't be certain, my eyes tend to glaze over when MMRPGS come up in conversation.
-I'm musing over what gun to get next. The .357 is pretty sweet, but do I want a 9mm, a .40 pistol, or just a nice bolt-action Springfield .303? Choices are awesome.
-About the only place I haven't been this year is Jacksonville, in spite of Andrew's urging. Well, there's always Christmas.
-I really should update more. Might as well get some mileage out of this paid account. Plus, there's too many idiots clogging up the interweb with barely literate drivel. While I may not be particularly entertaining, I like to use big words.
-P.S. This sentence doesn't say anything, and you read it anyway.
In no particular order-
-Went down to Miami a couple weeks back. Saw Austin, Jordan, Annie, and very briefly, Bruno. It almost pains me to say it, but Austin is no longer the knockdown guy in any of our lives, Gainesvillians. In an unprecedented display of maturity, responsibility, and (positive) predictability, Austin is living clean, frugally, and focused. I would have been convinced that I was in an alternate reality induced by my drive on the turnpike had it not been for the (ironically) stable presence of Austin's parents, and (of course) Jordan's wild and invigorating discourse on the virtues of thrift and detail. Plus, Austin kicked my ass at Initial D. It was good to finally get back down there and touch base, even if only to see everyone really moving along in life. Good for the spirit, that.
-It's been a busy football season, and for the first time in a long time, I got to make it to a couple games. That's really the only noteworthy point there, the drinking and swearing have been typical for a pretty long time.
-Visited Ft. Myers for the first time in a while. It can now be said that at the very least, both I and my future in-laws are well armed, decent shots, and have a healthy respect for each other. Tiney and I went to the beach- I burned, she tanned, I threw her into the Gulf out of spite.
The nightlife in Ft. Myers is not nearly as exciting as that in Gainesville, and so I really enjoyed going out for a beer and some Gator football on the big screen. I could see putting down some roots there once this "grad school" thing finishes up.
Most everyone down here is doing well, also. Yay!
-My parents are in a new house, a much SMALLER house. Thus, I have been helping out as much as possible when I'm down there in an attempt to drive my esteemed father's wailing to a bare minimum. After a near-complete refurbish, one extra room, furniture replacement, painting, landscaping, two fridges, three vacuum cleaners, a backwards dryer door, a new TV, two stereos, 7 remotes, 75 pounds of weight loss (from my father), and a reappropriated mirror later, I only get a call once every week or so asking for assistance in the next house project.
Also, my brother's boat is #3 out of HS in the nation. They're better than Harvard's 8. Eat balls, Massholes.
-Subarus are awesome off-road vehicles. That's it.
-Tiney, after many years of hearing me bitch and moan about being poverty-stricken, frugal, and otherwise cantankerous, now is experiencing the same feeling. I'm loving it; she understands me a little more now. She's still whiny about being in Orlando while I work crazily up in the big G, but at least there's no arguments in dollars now.
-Work for the PhD(s nuts) grinds on, ever as ever. I work a lot of hours, don't feel like I get enough done, and things keep blowing up and/or breaking. That was the good news.
-Bahr and Bebo STILL won't let me see their apartment. Something about giant spiders and semi-sentient food products. I seem to recall something about WoW. I can't be certain, my eyes tend to glaze over when MMRPGS come up in conversation.
-I'm musing over what gun to get next. The .357 is pretty sweet, but do I want a 9mm, a .40 pistol, or just a nice bolt-action Springfield .303? Choices are awesome.
-About the only place I haven't been this year is Jacksonville, in spite of Andrew's urging. Well, there's always Christmas.
-I really should update more. Might as well get some mileage out of this paid account. Plus, there's too many idiots clogging up the interweb with barely literate drivel. While I may not be particularly entertaining, I like to use big words.
-P.S. This sentence doesn't say anything, and you read it anyway.