Why Do I Have to Write a Paper?

So, here it is way later than my last blog post, and I have nothing interesting at all to say. Ho Hum. Really, I got nothing.

Life has gone the way life does. Eat, sleep, bath, talk to lover man, work, school stuff, eat, eat, work, sleep, eat, shower, brush teeth, sleep, eat, buy toilet paper, eat, watch TV, be obsessed with Facebook. You know, normal life things. Nothing at all interesting.

I did submit my rough draft of my master's project. I am pretty excited about it. For the most part, I got pretty good reviews. So, so far so good. I have some revisions to do. Then I have to resubmit it. Oh, it is so exciting.

Now, there is the subject of the other class I am taking. It is a class on the works of John Steinbeck. I am taking the course only for financial aid purposes. I don't need it for my degree. I have the appropriate number of hours to graduate. Unfortunately, I had to take another class to keep full time status and get my financial aid. So, what better than a John Steinbeck class because he is my favorite author and the reason I want to write! Right? Well, the fucking professor seems to have disappeared. For real. We haven't set a time for the class yet. We can't (me and the other person in the class) reach him by phone or email. We have no idea what is going on in the class! None. I have a reading list that I came up with, but it hasn't been approved by the director of our program. This is super fun.

With all that, I have a masters project due by July 26, and I graduate on August 15. Now, it would seem like maybe this fool would contact us in some way about meeting, assignments (which I have just decided is going to be three papers), reading lists, nothing. He has disappeared.

So, I the director if I can just drop this class because I don't need it at all. She says yes. So, I call financial aid to ask how it would effect my status. And get this, if I drop it, I have to pay back my entire loan right now. Now, I don't know if you know how much it costs to go to a private university for a masters program. Well, it ain't cheap. And unless I can come up with $3000, I can't drop the class. Yay!

Now, I just plan on writing three papers about I have no idea what, submitting them to this man who won't respond, and be done with it. Of course, if he gives me a C, I'm out of the program. But, fuck it. I won't get a C.

Of course, I have been in no mood to read or write as of late. Well, I have been writing. But I am not in the mood for academic writing. I am so over that! But, I shall do my best.

What else is going on? Maybe something far more boring than that last mess of words. Hmmmm. I do get to go to Houston on Thursday to see Jody's band play. Mandy, Tammy, Terra (I hope), my mom, and her new beau are going to be there. No pressure on the boy or anything. Haha. I am sure it will be great! I can't wait to hang out with everyone. I wish I could stay longer than just a few hours. But, we are trudging back that night because The Wooden Birds have to do a radio thing the next morning. Then they play Stubb's on July 4. Yay, heat death at Stubb's. I don't believe I have ever been to Stubb's when it wasn't 92840298402938 degrees. But, alas, I get to see my main squeeze in action! Hurray!

I did have a very odd dream last night. Anyone know what this means? In my dream, I was driving around doing errands. During the dream, I saw 4 car wrecks. I saw a police man directing traffic get run over. And, I saw a car fly off a bridge. What the hell does that mean? I imagine it ain't good. I looked it up, but it didn't make sense what it said. Anyone got a clue?

Okay, enough of Boring McBoringpants. I am off to read some Steinbeck (Let me just tell you how much getting a degree in the humanities will suck the fun out of reading.) I have read it all before, but I gotta brush up. I have papers to write. At least I think I do.

Perfection

I think potato, egg, and cheese breakfast tacos with salsa are the world's most perfect food! I do. I could live off of them. I do actually. And since Jody is always gone, it doesn't matter. Who needs variety when I live in a town full of breakfast tacos!!

Am I jealous or an adult? Or a jealous adult?

I know I am not the only person in the world whose parents paid for nothing and pay for nothing. There have to be others. I got no car, no cool vacations, no college money, no backpacking trip through Europe, no school trips to DC, no rent money, no electric bill money, no anything money! I don't expect it now, nor did I expect it when I was 19 (well, maybe I hoped a bit for it then.). I am 33. I know people who's parents still pay for them! I am lucky to get a birthday present much less have my grad degree paid for, as well as my rent. Oh, life would be nice if that were the case. Sure, it means I started out way behind and have had a hard time catching up. Sure it meant I had two or three jobs at a time, and I had to put college on hold for some years. But, it can't be only me (and the couple of you who got nothing just like me).

Sure, it is just jealousy. But, it sucks. I believe if I asked either of my parents to borrow $40, I might get laughed at. Well, one would try, but couldn't do it. But, the other would just say no. So, why is it that people my age still have insurance, rent, school, trips (trips! What the fuck is that all about? What adult deserves a trip for free?), a car, and just stuff like that paid for by someone else? It makes no sense at all.

Okay, that's just my jealous rant of the day. I do find it a bit pathetic. I think I might be a bit better than most people because I have solely supported myself since I was 18. I am self sufficient because I had no choice in the matter. No one would or could ever bail me out of anything. If I didn't pay my rent, I didn't have a place to live. I have lived without phone, lights, food, a car (for a many years), new clothes, a TV, furniture, and many things at some point in my life. Luckily, I don't have to do that now because I learned how not to.

But, back to my point...Is it stupid that I get annoyed at people who have things paid for for them well into their 30s?

**After thought**

Ooooh, I sound bitter, don't I! I'm not. Just annoyed. Not bitter at all. Nope, not me. Not in anyway bitter about spoiled brats getting things they don't deserve! Haha, that was a joke. Sarcasm doesn't translate well, does it? Haha!

I ate me some pizza, and it weren't from "The Hut"

House Pizzeria is just damn good. And I like the way they serve water. Go there if you live in Austin. It's tasty!

I get to be a normal person again. Well, as close as I can be to that...

Well, my hot lover man is off on tour again. I sure will be glad when I get him for longer than a few days! This last round will be the last for a little bit. And, I am happy for that. I miss the heck out of him already. July 2, I can't wait for you! That will be pretty awesome because I not only get to see my main man play his tunage, but I also get to see all my people! Yay!

Other than that, I got nothing going on. I am working on editing stories for my Master's project. That is going slowly. I keep changing things. And, I am supposed to be writing more, but I have some sort of writer's block. Or maybe the term is super laziness. It just isn't pouring out of me the way it can. And that is really pissing me off. But, the editing is going well.

I do keep doubting myself at every turn. And, I suddenly think I am a talentless hack. I do that often, though, in pretty much every aspect of life. I have no idea what is different about this project thing. Ugh! I just need to get the hell going. Maybe I should post stuff on here to get people's opinions. But, then again, I am not one for rejection. So, I probably won't do that. If anyone wants to read anything let me know. Just be nice to me, as I am fragile. Actually, I'm not at all. But, if you say that, people are nicer to you!

What the hell else is going on? God lord, not a damn thing. I haven't gotten our pictures developed from our little trip. I figure I will get that done sometime before Christmas. Or maybe sometime before Christmas 2939.

Oh, exciting news for me but no one else...I am going to be a daytime worker again soon. I have been working nights for well over a year now. I have turned into a freak zombie weirdo. I am a night person. There is no doubt in that. However, working nights (which I have done a number of times in the past) is just a different lifestyle. It is one I am sick of. So, starting next month, I get to function like a real live person again! Hurray! At least I hope hurray. I will let you know what I think about it.

This ain't no Bette Midler kind of Beach trip is it?

So, I get a call the other day while I am at work. It's my Jody asking if I want to take a quick jaunt down to Port Aransas for a night just to hang out with each other and chill on the beach. Well, you know that I always am up for a chill out on the beach. Throw in a gorgeous guy, a couple of beers, and some relaxation time, and I am all in.

So, we set off for our trip early yesterday morning. We got to Portland (Texas, not Oregon) at around 2ish. We stayed there because for some reason there were no rooms anywhere! Not on Mustang Island, Port A, no where. Well, there were a couple for about $220 a night. Nope. So, we stay in Portland. We got our hotel room, chilled for a bit, then set out for the beach! Hurray! Now since, we where staying in Portland, we weren't directly on a beach or near a beach. We just had to get to Aransas Pass and the ferry to get over to Port A and Mustang Island (or backtrack to Corpus) to get to the beach. What we didn't realize was that it was Shimporee fest in Port A and Mustang Island. And the ferry wait (just wait) was at least an hour. Well, at that point we decide we need a new plan (and realize why there are no rooms or cheap rooms available! Duh!). Actually, we decided that, turned around, decided to say fuck it and wait it out, then we realized we would need to wait that long or longer to come back across. So, we turned around again!

Well, we traveled here and there, and all around. We then decided we didn't want to drive all the way back over the gnarliest bridge ever(gnarly in a surfer dude kind of a way. It ruled!) to get to the public beaches of Corpus. So, we find a map of Portland, and we decide to hunt down a place to get some sun! We decided to check out this weird park area called Indian Point Park. You drive down a weird road and come up on it. There are two decks. One goes one way out into the Gulf and the other goes the other way out into the Gulf. On one pier were a bunch of fishermen and family people doing fishermen and family people type things. On the other was no one! Sweet! So, we walk out there (and it is a good ways) on these raggedy boards to this deck that is in the middle of the water. It has benches and these odd short walls on a couple of sides. The benches are big and sturdy and just the right size for laying out on. Oh, it was awesome! We layed out the blanket we had and the towels and layed there in the sun. There were birds and wind and waves and sun! It was exactly what we needed without getting dirty Gulf water gross. Also, the weird walls and being alone led to some awesome outdoor alone couple time...

Anyway, it was fab. We layed there a long while, chatted, hung out, did our thing. It was so much fun! And awesomely enough this was carved into the deck itself...L x J = <3 (or heart)! How cool is that! I took a picture which will come later (because our camera is living its life in Germany now, so I got a disposable one that you have to actually take to get developed! Oh, the horror! No, seriously, the horror. I hope I don't look like shit in all the pictures!)

After that, we decide that it would be fun to go hang out at the hotel pool. Jody and I have spent a bit of times in hotels since our inception. We tend to like weekend or day getaways. And, for some reason, we always migrate to the pool. And that's what we did this time. We hung out in the hot tub (or haTub, for the SNL fans), then went and jumped into the pool! I love doing that. Super hot to super cold is so much fun! We hung out there for quite some time. Jody is a fun pool partner. He'll do handstands and flips with you. I bet he would even play Mermaid if I asked. I haven't yet, but maybe he would! He's a good sport like that.

After that it was back to the room to have a shower and out to dinner. We went back to Corpus for dinner. We stopped at a souvenir shoppe (I just love to write shoppe instead of shop) because I feel it necessary to buy something tacky on every trip we go on. This time I got a coconut girl to go with the coconut man we bought in Port A last summer. This will sit out on our porch and just turn into another one of Schneider's pee points (where one stops to pee), but coconut man really needed a date after a year of getting tinkled on.

We ate at Pier 99. It was pretty damn good. They make a decent margarita! You know I like me a margarita! What's funny is I got a cup of clam chowder, and Jody got a bowl of gumbo (he is searching to find one that tastes like home or Lafayette, LA. He's not having much luck of it.) So, I am sitting drinking a margarita and eating clam chowder! What a combo! It was fucking good, though.

Then we ordered boiled shrimp and a big, ole plate of crab legs. OH MY GOD, BECKY! Those damn crab legs were so good! I have never had crab before. And, holy cow. Alaskan king crab is so fucking good. I nearly feel over! I have decided that sucking on a margarita and sucking on a big, ole crab leg is the most awesome thing to suck on ever! Wait! Halt! Not true! There is one thing I like sucking on more than those things. So, they are the second and third best thing to suck on ever! Crab legs are good. Like really, really good. It took some time getting the hang of it. And mostly, I made Jody get it all taken apart and cracked up for me. And sure, I slung some crab at the kid sitting behind me. But, Jesus on a pool table, that shit was tasty! I recommend it. Now, to try lobster!

After that it was ice cream cones and Bomb Pops(fudge and banana!) all melting over ourselves and a trip back to the room for some "couple time." I love "couple time." We slept great on this huge king sized bed that was raised so high off the ground that my feet didn't touch when they hung off. And I'm pretty much 6 feet tall. So, that's a tall mother f...shut yo mouth!

All in all it was a damn fine super fast trip to the coast. Too bad I had to be at work today (where I got to come in almost 3 hours early because it seems I am the only person who works here who doesn't call in once a week! Yay, work ethic!) So, It is almost 11, and I have been here for almost 7 hours! And I get off at 7am (if I am lucky). So, only 8 more hours to go! Hurray!

But, I had a great time with my mister. I will miss him when he goes away again on Wednesday. But, this is the last leg of the tour for a bit. Hopefully until fall. I sure do miss him when he is gone. I am glad, however, that he has a job that he loves, doing something he loves, with people he loves! But, I do miss him. Glad I got him for now.

So, pictures will follow once I finish off this camera (how odd to say that these days), and I get them developed (which knowing me will be 928984777 years).

That's all for me for now!

I've decided to be famous

In following along with most reality shows, ABC has a new show coming out called "The Superstars." It is where a sports superstar is paired up with an entertainment superstar to compete in sports challenges. With the exception of Terrell Owens, can someone please tell me which of these people is a superstar?

Cast

Estella Warren ... Herself - Contestant

Dan Cortese ... Himself - Contestant

Ali Landry ... Herself - Contestant

David Charvet ... Himself - Contestant

Joanna Krupa ... Herself - Contestant
Paige Hemmis ... Herself - Contestant
Maksim Chmerkovskiy ... Himself - Contestant

Julio Iglesias Jr. ... Himself - Contestant
Terrell Owens ... Himself - Contestant
Lisa Leslie ... Herself - Contestant
Robert Horry ... Himself - Contestant
Jennifer Capriati ... Herself - Contestant
Bode Miller ... Himself - Contestant
Kristi Leskinen ... Herself - Contestant
Jeff Kent ... Himself - Contestant

Yes, the sports stars are at least known and somewhat starlike in their time (again, I will still consider T.O. pretty superstar-y). But, the rest of them? And the "actors" (ha!). Ali Landry? Dan Cortese? Huh? Joanna Krupa, Paige Hemmis, and Maksim Chmerkovskiy are not superstars because I have never even heard of them. And looking at their IMDB pages didn't even help. Isn't that sad? I mean, Mayim Balik and Tracy Gold are more superstar-y than these people! If I, the queen of pop culture and celebrity gossip, haven't heard of you-you aren't a fucking superstar!

I think someone should put me in one of these shows. Just say I am halfway famous. Apparently you don't really have to be. So, it doesn't matter that I am in no way a star... For Christ's sake, they are using people who have been in a reality show as stars. And super ones, none the less. If they consider Julio Inglesias Jr. a superstar (who of all the entertainment people, I would consider him the tops), what do the creators and producers consider Brad Pitt or Johnny Depp or Angelina Jolie? Hell, I would even consider Miley Cyrus or the Jonas Brothers superstars over that list of people.

What the hell has the world come to? I doesn't seem so hard these days to be considered a star. Maybe I will try. All I have to do is either walk around The Ivy restaurant in Hollywood or be on a reality show at least halfway through the first episode. I think I shall try! That sure beats trying to go on to get my PhD. I bet it is way easier, too.

Goodness me...

I take it back. I watch Intervention to feel better about myself.

Working nights makes for nothing to watch on TV

I want judge shows to feel better about myself.

What would you do ooo ooo for a Klondike Bar?

The most glorious thing has happened to me. I have found that I can leech someone's wireless connection and sit out on my porch whilst playing on this thing we call the Internets. It is so fab. I am outside right now. There is a super cool lightening storm thing going on over downtown, so I am getting awesome residuals over my head. It's cool out here, not at all hot or humid. Well, a little humid, but not normal Texas in June humid. Thank goodness I still keep my Eeyore's Birthday chair handy. It's good for outside sitting (and comfy to boot!). This is so super cool. I think I shall turn on some music.

Music is on. There is a dog sitting beside me and one barking somewhere down the road. Crickets and frog noises. Chickens and roosters. There's a kitty on the fence hanging out. Oh, this is truly relaxing.

I was wanting to come out here and write last night, but I didn't get around to seeing if I could snatch up some wireless. Then I started playing that damn game Farkle and didn't even check. I think this will make for nice writing accommodations. How cool. I think being out here in the air will do me some good. Get my big old booty in gear. I only have a month or so to do the majority of my project. Sure, I have some done, but I need to get on the ball. Seriously. And being out here is really putting me in a good state of mind. I'm glad.

Hey, check out the new blog over there--->
See it? It's a friend of mine's blog. So, read it because he's pretty damn interesting. Can't you tell by his feet?

Rock on, Ladies and Germs. I am off to relax.

Things I find genius

I can't tell which is better. I think maybe Joe Cocker. But, that flippin' the bird line from the first one is damn funny! Oh, how I love funny!