time flies when everything is stupid

So yeah. Two weeks went by apparently. I had no idea.

I don't have to post on here for class anymore, so now I can talk about stuff that I'm really interested in talking about. You know, like, poop jokes and stuff.

Work is good. Everyone should work for Fed Ex. I heard a lot of people saying that it was terrible, but it's really not. I've had much worse. Getting up at 4:30AM (and 3:45AM on Mondays) was pretty rough at first, but now I kinda enjoy it. Mornings are nice. I hadn't seen very many of them for awhile.

Still reading The Great Gatsby. It's...well, it's great, for lack of a better word. Next, I'll be starting on the Zombie handbook thing by Max Brooks. Gotta be prepared, kids.

Oh, we watched 1408 last night. Fantastic! Gotta read that now too. John Cusack totally carried that shit.

School still sucks. I can't wait to get graduated. Still considering MFA type things...maybe in a few years. We'll see what happens in Nashville.

I feel like a terrible person for being out of contact with everyone and not calling and stuff. I'm sorry everyone. I can't even begin to explain. Don't think that it means I'm forgetting about you.

the end of the beginning

So, that's that. What a nice 8 weeks it's been. I read, I cried, I laughed, I hurled. Maybe not the even numbered ones so much, but it's certainly been fun, regardless.

Mrs. Dalloway was a good second read, which lead me into The Great Gatsby, for some reason. I got about halfway through that today. Hilarious. Wonderful. Rad. Something Else.

First week of work ended well, although as you can see by the time that I'm posting this, my sleep schedule has been a bit messed up. We splurged and ate dinner at Abuelo's on Friday night, and two pitchers of margaritas later, I slept in for quite some time on Saturday. Then we went bowling that night, and now my butt hurts when I walk.

I have been meaning to post pictures for some time now, but tonight I finally decided that we have officially lost the cord from camera to compy. We'll have to get another one of those soon.

Counseling is going fairly well, I suppose. Just talking about random stuff. Eh. We'll see how the whole medication thing goes in a few weeks.

Other classes are as follows:
Shakespeare - overall, a pain in the ass, but still rewarding. study questions are hell.

Playwriting - better than my expectations, although writing plays is still basically like giving birth for Baylee and I.

German - Fantastisch! Prima!

Contemplating my future. Ich bin müde.

oops

Nothing like checking in on all your class stuff to realize that you didn't do your blog post for the week. Good times.

Mrs. Dalloway has been even better upon a second reading. I still might be more partial to To The Lighthouse, but if anything is making a stronger case for this book, it's Septimus Smith. What a character. I may have to write my final essay about this book for the sole purpose of writing about him.

Started at FedEx today. Not too shabby. We'll see how the rest of the week goes.

Also decided today that the Creative Writing major at UCO is a waste of time. I'm switching to straight English.

Many frustrations. More on those later. Off to bed.