Travels

I just finished reading Michael Crighton's Travels. Maria recommended it to me when I went to visit her. Nice recommendation, Maria! It was interesting and easy to read because each chapter is a different story and most can be read and understood in and of themselves. There's no way to get bored with the plot because it changes all the time. The beginning few chapters are about Crighton's experiences in med school, and the rest is a collection of stories about different trips and personal experiences. Some of the book relates to psychic and paranormal experiences with which Crighton has experimented.
I thought it was interesting that he completed med school only to never work as a doctor. Hey, maybe it'll be like me! I'll complete grad school only to never work as a school psych... Hmmm...but at least Crighton knew what he wanted to write instead of do medicine. It's not like I have this intense drive to do anything else...so, maybe not...maybe I just need to go on "travels" of my own to understand what the heck it is I want to do. I definitely want to get out and do some new things. Hell, I am so tired of Eau Claire and grad school. I feel like it's the same old stuff rehashed over and over again. I honestly feel like I'm not learning anything new in my classes this semester.
There was a lot of interesting stuff in the book that I want to know more about. Like spoonbending...I didn't realize that there have actually been parties where people get together and try to bend flatware with their minds. How does one get invited to spoonbending parties? Where are they held? I'm fascinated. I just want to experience it.
Is it weird to want to learn how to meditate? The book reminded me that I would like to learn. Jake seems to think I'm strange for wanting to know how to do it. He seems to think that it's a worthless hobby. Maybe this is just a manifestation of how out-of-whack I feel all the time vs. how balanced Jake seems all the time.

Birthday

I turn 24 tomorrow. I put out the word to everyone in the school psych program through email that I would like to go to dinner tomorrow night. What if no one takes me up on it? Do I take myself out to dinner? I need to come up with a contingency plan. I can't come and sit at home by myself if no one comes. That's just too depressing.
I can't believe that I am turning 24. My parents came to celebrate my birthday this weekend. They brought a cake and candles. There are 24 candles in a package of birthday candles. This is the last year that one package will cover my cake. It's the end of an era.

St. Patty's in da UP

I visited Rexx and Maria for the beginning part of spring break. It was fun to get away from Eau Claire for a while. We went out for St. Patty's, drank green beer, prank called Lelani, ate nachos, and passed out while trying to watch "Walk the Line".
Here is a picture of me out at the bars on St. Patty's day. I stole that hat from someone at the bar.
Maria and I did a bunch of other fun stuff while I visited. We made crab rangoon, ate at the tea room, baked cookies, and watched the 5 hour A&E version of Pride and Prejudice. Yay vacation! I don't wanna go back to school. I'm so ready to be done.

Snow day!

Yay! I feel like a kid again! No school today because of SNOW! This is a gift...I think I'm going to try to get a bunch of my thesis data entered and do some other random chores I should be doing 'round here. I'm so excited...

Baby Got Back Part Deux

Matt took Lelani, Britt, and me to the classiest townie bar in all of Princeton this weekend- aka Buckhorn Bar. I was already ripped walking in the door because we had been partying at Matt's place beforehand. So, I had no qualms about marching in there...I didn't even notice all the people I knew in there right away. Anyway, we were pleasantly surprised to find out that there was karaoke going on AND "BABY GOT BACK" WAS ON THE PLAYLIST!!!!!!!!! Lelani and I got up there and tore the place apart...unless I was just drunkenly delusional. But I do recall that the dance floor was packed. I think we need to start a Sir-Mix-a-Lot cover band, Lelani. Or maybe we could just cover a bunch of early 90s cheesy rap, because what else does Sir-Mix-a-Lot sing? We need a clever name...one on par with Lez Zeppelin. Thoughts, anyone?

Inefficiency

For the first time in a while, my apartment is somewhat clean. I don't have all the crap all over the floor that's typically there. Maybe it's because I took the NASP exam over the weekend...I think it gave me an excuse to finally pick up a bunch of study papers and books I've had lying around. Hopefully I passed so I don't have to drag all that stuff out again. I won't find out for another 4 weeks what my score is. Isn't that stupid? How does it take 4 weeks to run a scantron form and tell me the results?

Should I marry a guy that lets this go on?

Justin hung this picture up in the living room of their new apartment. I don't really want a woman in her underwear up on the wall of the living room when I live there. Jake says it's not coming down. I think I should be allowed to hang up "naked chefs" like the ones in the old Mifflin Street apartment.

I'm just kidding...it doesn't really bother me...

Today Jake called and was able to reserve Olbrich Gardens for our wedding ceremony. Yay! Cross another thing off the list!