Not Dead

Hi. It's been a while. I'd apologize but I'm not sorry--I've been busy.

The grad school hazing period is just about over and my life is returning to a sense of normalcy. I see things are still where I left them: Eric's still jobless, Matt loves his job, and Mike must really love his. Word on the street is that Mike got a puppy. They're made for each other I bet. I wonder who does the fetching...

Chapel Hill does not get fall weather as soon as I had hoped, admittedly crazily. I've been craving some fall weather lately, and I blame this on the fact that I recently discovered a recipe or two for butternut squash soup. It just doesn't go well with 90-degree weather. It's probably not as good as I claim anyway, if you adhere to Eric's viewpoints. (Might be making breakfast pizza soon...and we all agreed that that was phenomenal)

I finally finished furnishing my apartment with the addition of a legitimate TV stand not made of anything corrugated. Granted, my living room is now covered in small styrofoam pellets, but I blame Target's awful packaging.

I'm making no promises on returning to blog, as inevitably I'll get distracted by everything down here, but I'll try to keep in touch. I know Eric hangs on every word.

Come visit me.

Currently Listening to: Waking Up (album) by OneRepublic

WARHEADS ARE AWESOME!!!

The ridiculous destructive power! The ability to send a devastating payload thousands of miles! AHHH so cool! And the option of nuclear capabilities! It doesn't get any better!

This is what I immediately thought of when I read Matt's title.

WARHEADS ARE AWESOME!

We found Warheads at the store! I am now revisiting my childhood. I forgot how ridiculous the yellow ones were. I just cried, my mouth is in pain and Alli just ate another one and loudly proclaimed "Oh it hurts!" But otherwise warheads make for a fun night. Did anyone realize Warheads contain a warning on the back: "WARNING: Eating multiple pieces within a short time period may cause a temporary irritation to sensitive tongues and mouths."

I am all moved in and my life is returning to normal-ish, in the sense that I have time to do things when I am done with work for the day that are not work. Hooray! So maybe within a week I will be all caught up with life.

In better news Alli and I are all settled into our apartment and painted an entire wall in our awkward enclosed porch with chalk paint. Yes we have a giant chalk board and yes it is epic and yes you should come write inappropriate things on it.

I'm back. I promise.
Peace out!

I want a driving buddy

I want someone who will ride along with me on long car rides and make the trip more bearable. They can even live in my car full time if they want. I just need someone who is interested in similar things as I am and is capable of talking about these things as well as other new and exciting topics. If they were also trained mechanics, then I would never have to worry about breaking down and they could perform preventative maintenance during periods when I do not have any pending trips. That would be really nice to have.

Update

Things I did not do this weekend:

Propose to Court via Facebook status update.

Just wanted to clear that one up. I did have a lovely visit to Oxford. Got to hang out with the people who still live there that I like. It was a fun time. I was expecting to be home around five or six on Sunday. What I did not expect is my ability to spend hours talking to certain people. Not that I am complaining. I did get to see Jenn, so that basically made the whole trip worthwhile right there.

I had my first interview of the my job search last Thursday. I was 0 for about 200 up to that point. I think it went well, but I have to wait a few weeks before I hear back. Bummer.

My car started a rather concerning habit recently. The light that indicates the brakes need attention comes on when I am accelerating. It goes off shortly after I stop accelerating and almost immediately if I start braking. I see this as a very small problem, as I almost never need to brake while accelerating.

Job Hunting

Yes, it is still happening.

I figured I would take a little opportunity to blog about something other than what happens to me in my subconscious. Now I just need to figure out what that might be. I mean I know what happens when I am awake, I need to find something blog worthy.

The house was quiet today. Back to the way it will be for a while I suppose. My sister and Courtney were both here for the long weekend. They generally cause a stir when they are around. Katelyn is confrontational and rambunctious, and Court adds her bit of excitement to the house as well. At one point we were at my grandparents and Katelyn was demonstrating how to tackle me to Court. This involved hitting me in the face with her forearm and generally using her girth to drag me down. That's right, tackle me and be referred to as having girth in a publication read by ten people. That should teach you.

The long weekend is over and the house has calmed down. My bruises are healing and boredom is setting in. I may have an interview soon. I am not certain yet, but I missed a call from a guy today (I seem to miss a lot of calls around 4 in the afternoon, I sit by my phone all day and people insist on calling when I have given up for the day) and he said that the HR department would be contacting me soon for an interview. While this sounds pretty definite, I have become a jaded, cynical, distrusting job hunter over the past 4 months. Yet I still believe I will have a Ferrari soon.

You Can Call Me 'Dad'

So it's labor day. Yay, no class!

That being said, I'm taking a batch of cheesy potatoes over to a friend's place for a labor day picnic/cookout and as I wait for the bubbly goodness to arrive, I couldn't help but think of some of the fun social gatherings we went to last year. There was the Thanksgiving gathering that tested our crowd capacity (and Ben and I's sanity), the Hanukkah party at The Big Bang, and the Seder in March. I believe the latter featured 2-man wine pong.

So it would be safe to say that I'm missing my MU friends a little right now. Just a tiny tiny bit. Like, I'm not really all that sad now that I think about it. Actually, I feel great now. Glad we got over that.

It's been crazy as hell around here lately, and I don't know that it'll let up for another month or so. Let's hope it does.

Currently Listening to: Maynard Ferguson, "MacArthur Park." Someone left the cake out, in the rain....

Running

I ran yesterday. It was around 95 and very humid when I did this. My least favorite part of coming back to running after a long absence is that my lungs are out of shape. Trying to breath in 95 degree watery air is not easy to begin with, in this case, it was excruciating. I hate to admit that there was some walking. Me and my brother went about 5 miles and it took us over an hour, you can do the math. After this run, my legs were so sore.

Today, I decided to take another run and see if my legs would work themselves out. I decided to do this at roughly the same time and yesterday, the weather was much the same, as were the results. I went 3 miles and was far from swift. Perhaps the worst part is that it still hurts to move. Maybe another run tomorrow will limber me up.