Still here--streaming in consciousness
I've been sans internet access (save work internet) and no time to do wifi. Ah no excuses, I've just been lost in space.
So I'm back for today and hope to write less sporadically in the future.
What's happened since April? Well, I don't remember. Another trip to lubbock. An acceptance of their offer (much to Glinda's chagrin), drinking, testing of the little formula (half your age + 7 or maybe + 5 or 6), and drinking, and yeah... Seriously, tho, G, I'm one of 4 people accepted for the year. How can you refuse?
There's been some nights spent at bowling alleys, too, and that's odd, especially since I realized that my talent at being the air hockey champion in church camp has not diminished (now I win at double puck), but mostly I'm reading Chinese at wine bars and eating free nachos courtesy of the barely 20somethings who eek under the formula (or don't quite). I'm training for a marathon again, and I look hot, and that's about it.
So the work for Jesus is ending (much to Glinda's happiness) and the PhD pilgrimage begins. The cool news is that my assistantship involves starting a trauma research center from the ground up which I am UBER excited about.
In other news, the fence rider fell off the fence and then flipped back over to the other side, the chicken shit that he is. The song stuck continually on both of our Ipods: Gravity. I'm a big girl, CP, just tell me!
And finally, I've found a new addiction to Firefly, pushing me further into the Dork Forest. Fucking awesome show.
OH and Glinda: Houston is about to install or erect, rather, some new 150 icons. Thought you'd be interested. Lubbock doesn't even have those. 150 foot tumbleweeds, maybe...
So I'm back for today and hope to write less sporadically in the future.
What's happened since April? Well, I don't remember. Another trip to lubbock. An acceptance of their offer (much to Glinda's chagrin), drinking, testing of the little formula (half your age + 7 or maybe + 5 or 6), and drinking, and yeah... Seriously, tho, G, I'm one of 4 people accepted for the year. How can you refuse?
There's been some nights spent at bowling alleys, too, and that's odd, especially since I realized that my talent at being the air hockey champion in church camp has not diminished (now I win at double puck), but mostly I'm reading Chinese at wine bars and eating free nachos courtesy of the barely 20somethings who eek under the formula (or don't quite). I'm training for a marathon again, and I look hot, and that's about it.
So the work for Jesus is ending (much to Glinda's happiness) and the PhD pilgrimage begins. The cool news is that my assistantship involves starting a trauma research center from the ground up which I am UBER excited about.
In other news, the fence rider fell off the fence and then flipped back over to the other side, the chicken shit that he is. The song stuck continually on both of our Ipods: Gravity. I'm a big girl, CP, just tell me!
And finally, I've found a new addiction to Firefly, pushing me further into the Dork Forest. Fucking awesome show.
OH and Glinda: Houston is about to install or erect, rather, some new 150 icons. Thought you'd be interested. Lubbock doesn't even have those. 150 foot tumbleweeds, maybe...
Labels: 20somethings, air hockey, cp, Glinda, lubbock
posted by Cranky at 7:31 PM
2 Comments:
so many snide comments begging to be made, here. congrats on the grad school thing, though, and here's wishing you strength in lubbock. for fuck's sake. LUBBOCK.
and oddly a friend just lent me all of firefly just ysterday. soon, i'll be joining you on that journey.
AND i just saw wicked, and i am SO totally more like elphaba than glinda, dude. right down to the love of monkeys and the absence of bubble transport.
Yeah, I read the book awhile back and totally thought of you, greenish hue and all.
But Glinda has a dark side, my friend, and she is the one who loves the little people.
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