Do you have spurs and ride a horse to work?

Unfortunately the answer to that question is NO. Thats only one of the many stereotypical questions I was asked last night. Seriously, about everybody at the party I was at asked me some kind of question that pertains to the old west. "Do you have a horse?" "Do you say 'howdy' and 'yee-haw' all the time?" My only response was "yes, just like you wear liederhosen every day."

Never have I ever been to a party that lasted til 7AM. Seriously, there was an epic party. I have never seen people drink THAT much beer. None of them drove home either. Thankfully the underground here is amazing. By 5AM I was actually fed up with everybody so I went out and took a walk around the city. I found a fantastic store that I plan on revisiting once I can figure out how to get there again. I'm pretty sure I can find my way though. These folks in Wien play hard, and party harder. I got back home around 7am and then slept til about noon. I'm just waiting on something interesting to happen today. I met a lot of people last night. Thankfully they all speak english. Yes I know I'm here to study and practice german... but school hasn't started yet :-p  Yesterday as we were walking around the city, NOBODY would give us directions. I was very surprised at the assholes out and about here. WTF mate. Whatev though. I'm waiting my turn to take a shower, the hot water is broke and surprisingly enough the water is FREEZING. Not like back home where you could take a cold shower and its tolerable... but like freezing like just before its frozen freezing. Like daggers into your body. I've never shivered after a 30 second rinse before until now. Even when I had NO hot water in my apt in the middle of winter. It was never that bad. Never. SO COLD. I'm looking forward to the studentenheim even more now. I'm told there are two more parties tonight... I don't know that I want to go. Not if it means staying  up all fucking night again. I love meeting people but its very strange being the odd one out at a huge party. This party was full of nothing but beautiful people. Any one of these folks could be a model. I had to pluck up quite a bit of courage to try and assimilate into the crowd, but I ended up getting a bunch of numbers and making friends. Holla!

I plan on having more adventures today. I found a Jundl store and I want to go buy it now that I found a place that has them for less than 500 Euro. In fact, they have them for about 100 euro. I'm willing to drop that kind of serious dollar (the total cost in dollars will probably run around $250-300) This will be the most amazing thing, and I can wear it to renfest, and pretty much love it every day. The coutoure store I tried the first one on at was pretty cool. They actually had my size. The lady was afraid I couldn't fit, but I showed her. Not a seam popped, nothing but fit. It was pretty much perfect.  It will be mine, oh  yes, it will be mine!



I'm totally done now. I will update more later folks.

Water, water everywhere and it all tastes like its bottled from the tap.

So, right now, this very moment... I am sitting in Vienna, Austria. Its 7:30p local, and 12:30p back home. I have barely slept and had so many adventures the last couple days I can't even begin to explain everything. I will just have to list it out and if you want more details you can say so in the comments!

1. Saturday: work/Friends wedding/date
2. Sunday: Photoshoot/Austin bats/friend time/repack bags (for 4th time)/barely sleep
3.Monday: Get Torchy's tacos/get to airport/ eat airport bbq (it was actually really good)/almost miss flight/head out to houston!/head out to amsterdam
4.Tuesday (i lost some of monday in the time change): arrive in amsterdam, head to vienna, get luxury cab service for cheap!/ meet up with friends/ get a sammich/ go  to park and have picnic/sleep in park/drink beer/back to apt to upload photos!

So yeah. its been a pretty jam packed day. For those of you on my facebook, you should check out the pics!

Will update again later :)

See you on the flip side!

Never Have I ever... except I have.

I never thought today was going to be as INSANE as it actually was. I wake up next to my buddy after a fabulous date (no, I didn't wake up next to a guy, i spent the night at my friends house). In the morning I went up to my moms place to gather some luggage and put things into her storage unit, and then I romped down to my uncles to dump my luggage there for the day/evening and then I romped back to my friends house. So just chillin with my homies and then we headed downtown to get some photo action on! My buddy is going to be a star!! thats for sure :) So for the photoshoot we did some stuff downtown around the hotel we were stayin at, and then my roomie came down and we watched the bats fly out of congress bridge, then we decided to have a drink down on dirty 6th. We went to Chuggin Monkey first. Thats also the only place we went... except we stopped at a store. A tattoo parlour actually. We were browsing to check out some new belly jewels for my roomie, and then it struck me. I SHOULD GET THAT NOSE PIERCING I ALWAYS WANTED! So I did. I filled out all the necessary paperwork to free them of any liability and away we went! Got all the gadgets and gizmos sterilized and then BAM. My photographer roomie was awesome about it, and my friends back at the hotel didn't believe that I was sober and getting a piercing. So here I was. opportunity, money, and a person to take the photos. BAM. Done. I have a little red ruby stud in my nose :)

Some asshole was being a dick afterwards. He was eating a bratwurst and walking behind us for a while and then at a street where it clearly said "don't walk" and then changed to walk he loudly proclaimed "IT SAYS WALK" so I kind of turn and look at this d-bag and he realizes "oh shit, ladiez!" and starts stalking all friendly and shit. Well I don't take kindly to some jerkoff flippin gears and being all shitty. I oblige this twat and talk friendly-ish to him and put up with his lame advances. He keeps trying to be friendly and when we get half way back to the hotel we stop at 6th n congress. So we stop and I tell the guy that we are cool and are going back to our hotel now so its time to go fuck off. He keeps trying to play it cool and offers to walk us back, and I tell him "no, I'm trained in martial arts, we are good. beat it" in the nicest way possible of course... and he STILL insists that he is needing to walk us back. FUCK THAT SHIT. Some lady kind of stumbles up and asks for directions to her hotel, in which I whip out my phone to provide her with directions. The guy said some kind of "witty entertaining" comment and reaches to tap my arm and I nearly chopped that guy in the throat. I thought he was going for my purse and since I was carrying a fat wad of $500 bucks I wasn't about to play it cool with this guy. Hell to the naw. He realized what happened after I stopped myself from pulling a Liam Neeson on his ass, but he STILL wouldn't let us go without him. He says to me "if I can do a perfect cat stance will you let me go?" so I say "sure..." and he does a decent Wide T stance. Not a cat stance. Sorry homeboy, Your crap tastic stance doesn't work on me. Plus it wasn't even the right one. So I make a deal with him. He says "I'm gonna walk that way, and if you girls wanna go that way too, so be it" so I say "yes, you walk that way, and we will go to our hotel." and he starts walking, and we turn around and walk to the hotel another way. I'm not a fan of whooping ass, but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.

***Side note***

I met some famous people today. While we were in the lobby taking photos I noticed some guys near the gift shop. I saw one of their faces and I was instantly "OMG I KNOW UR FACE" and I couldn't shake this feeling. So I had to figure out what it was. I walk up to them and start with an apology "I'm very sorry, but I know your face from something. are you on TV?" and they say "YEAH, we are in blah blah blah I'm adam and this is ken, and blah blah blah!" So I'm like "awesome! can we take pix?!" and they say suuuuuuuure. and by this time we attracted a small crowd, and I thank them again and apologize again for harassing them. After that we were on our merry way!

Thats all folks. Next time FOR SURE, I will be in Vienna, Austria when I blog again. Auf Wiedersehen!

Leaving, on a jet plane. I DO know when I'll be back again.

So, here we go. My final blog until I arrive in Europe (it will be at least a week if not longer til I blog again). I had a great time at my "going away party" and learned some valuble lessons. There is nothing quite as good as singing bohemian rhapsody with my friends while drunk at midnight. There is nothing quite as good as embracing your inner music nerd and singing along to weird al. Folks just don't understand :-p The goodbyes started on Wednesday really. I guess you could say they started on Saturday, but they didn't start giving me a pang until Wednesday. After my kaju class I hugged a few people goodbye until at least august. I seriously am going to miss them, and will be uber disapointed that I am missing the blue belt test this semester. Its not fair >_< I will still be back in time to celebrate the end result with them. I'm flying back on the day of the belt test. I should be back in Austin and in my car again on the road to celebrate everybody elses advancement at our local steak house.

So before I get all girly and emotional, today at work will prove to be interesting. The last day I have to see those bitchy ass bitches. I'm actually looking forward to that. 5 bitch free weeks. YES. I won't have to hear their sass, snide comments, or talk trash about everybody while they are standing right there. Woop Woop!

On another note, I have to pack my bags all proper like now cause while I have been staying with my gal pal Kim, I've been living out of my suitcase. It has been nice and all, but damn... I want some freakin dresser drawers. I can't wait to get to vienna where I will have some semblance of  a closet even if its just a Schrank. Anything would be better than what I've got now! There is laundry to be done, stuff to finish tossing into storage, and plants to relocate still. Luckily my plants are just bamboo so I can just dump them with my uncle and he can ignore them properly! Woo hoo!

I'm feeling very unfocused right now. There is about a million things I have to do now, so I will have to say goodbye in the only way I know how. 

Auf Wiedersehen!

BREAKING NEWS!

So during my time as a nomad I kind of put dieting on the back burner. Well for kicks and giggles I decided to weigh myself. In the middle of the afternoon... After having just eaten... Guess who lost 10 lbs! thats right me! Im down to 229   :D that is all.

Narp?

So I just probably did what every nerd has as at least one of their wet dreams. No, There was no princess Leah costume involved. I met Simon Pegg. Don't know who that is? How bout Mr. Shaun of the Dead? YEAH. him. There is a little more story to this epic day of epicosity. Lets back it up to 10:00AM this morning.

So this is basically the only free day I have until I leave on my Study Abroad/Hike across Italy trip. I started waking up around 9, but didn't really get moving until 10. I was up and about but I didn't leave the house til 10. Anyways... I had to go shopping. I kind of had this thought like "oh great, I get to see how my progress has REALLY panned out... Well I had a huge issue when I got to JC Pennys. Everything fit. Yeah, being a size 16 now isnt exactly skinny, but there were about a million more choices now. I tried on some sun dresses, evening dresses, and social occasion dresses. I was in the dressing room for about an hour. THAT NEVER HAPPENS. Seriously. I narrowed it down to a few clearance dresses, and a couple "full price" dresses. They were on sale, but not as cheap as the clearance dresses. I ended up with a dark champagne colored dress that is classified as a "social occasion" dress. Since I'm going to a wedding I think its perfectly appropriate. Its not long and gowny, but its short and fun. but not TOO short. It is a wedding and all. So there goes $65. Not really a bad deal considering it was originally 100.

So after my excruciating trip in JCP I celebrated with some tacos. I was hungry and didn't eat breakfast so whatever. I did some stuff on the internet and decided "hey, I have a book signing to go to tonight, I'm gonna wear makeup!" So I was watching some 3rd rock from the sun, and putting my face on. I must say, I looked damn good too. So sometime between 2 and 2:45 I decide to leave for Austin. There was an argument on the time frame that I left. I say I left at 2:15 and other say I left at 3...

I get into my car and I drive off into the sun! Except lo, there is a problem. I get to about exit 213 on IH 35 and my tire EXPLODED. Not just went flat... but fucking blew out. I was able to pull over safely, and as someone in a truck passed me I got flipped off. Sorry, its not like I wanted my tire to explode or anything... asshole. Anyways, I pull off to the side, and see that I can't safely open my door on the side of the highway so I keep pulling forward and exit (lucky for me the exit was right there) and I pull into the first lot where someone else was also broken down. I get out of the car to see what the fuck was going on, and why was there some kind of crazy noise coming out of my car. I take a look at my tires and I see the rear driverside was all smokey and exploded. I was pissed cause I have so much junk in my trunk (which is now all in my backseat) that I had to get through to get to my donut. I've never changed a tire before in my life. I've seen it done a million times but never myself. Usually there is some man around to do that kind of stuff. Alas I am manless. But I had my big girl panties on and I changed my tire myself. The hardest part of the whole process was jacking up the stupid car. I had issues figuring out which way the knob turned to go up or down, but I got it all settled and even did alright undoing the bolts. I did have some issues with how tight the bolts were tightened but leverage was on my side. Its a good thing being heavy, I can't imagine my skinny friends successfully doing what I did today :) After I get the tire changed I got back on the road pronto. I didn't have time to waste. The exploded tire was in the trunk and now I had to get a move on. I had an extra errand to run. I informed my PIC of the day that the tire blew out and I was going to be late to the book signing so save me a seat. Him and his brother totally took up enough space for me to squeeze in! But before that...

I spent a good two hours at Discount Tire. I felt like that commercial where that old lady throws a tire through the window. That is what I wanted to do fo reals. So after I finally started getting antsy and irritated they worked on my car, and it literally took 15 minutes to change out the tire and put the new one on and the donut back in my trunk. I was kinda pissed about that but I didn't have time to complain! I had a date with destiny.

So of course, its 5pm now. TRAFFIC! Yaaaaaaaaaay! I wanted to bang my face on the steeringwheel. How did my simple 30 minute drive in the afternoon turn into a hellish escapade in the sun?! No fair. But somehow I kept my composure enough to get into a decent part of town where I could maneuver the access road. Good thing I've done this drive a million times before... So I get to some streets, curse the day that people were born, scream at traffic lights... took a picture of a bum with an interesting sign "Need fuel for my Private Jet" and then some how I make it to BookPeople.

I love that place. It smells like heaven. So many good memories there! I used to ride my bike down there when I couldnt afford Harry potter books and read them. I eventually bought them, but I had to make due. So there is literally no parking. Except for ONE spot. Compact car parking! Huzzah! I have a compact car!! Except that the open spot is almost half the available space, next to a curb and some asshole in his bronco. Last I checked, broncos were not compact in any way, shape, form, or fashion. I wedged my car in. I had to fold in my mirror too. I literally had 3 inches between my car and this assholes car. I was almost ON the curb. Curb my enthusiasm I could not. I was not happy about the parking but I wasn't about to roam the lot searching hopelessly. FUCK THAT. I compacted my car into that hole like there was no tomorrow. There really wasn't at that point. I run upstairs and I find my buddy Travis and his brother who were holding my little wedge. It was 5:30/45 by the time I sat down. That mean about an hour and a half of sitting on a hard wood floor dodging people. Yep. I sat my happy ass down and I wasn't about to budge for NOTHING. I even saw the other cripple I was in line behind buying the book. I smiled at him but I don't think he recognized me without my sling. Whatever, no sweat off my brow.

So while we waited patiently for the most part, they gave us free pizza (one slice per person), and they made various announcements like "stay behind the blue line you ingrates!" fire hazzards and what not, and then explaining the wristbands "if you don't have red, you suck because you can't get up early like the cool reds" and stuff like that. Not really, but the wristbands determined what your place in line was. I was a red! I HAD RED ON ME! YAAAAAAAAAAY! I was second in line at the book grabbing, and I was third in line to get signed. Seriously, awesomeness! So Finally the clock struck 7, and the worlds most famous ginger came out! Except for the fact that he is naturally a blonde and is not a ginger at all.

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED NEXT!
(you can see me at :41 sec)
So after that announcement and he went back upstairs to prepare for the signing. I hopped up immediately and claimed my spot in line and up the stairs I went! We got stickies saying what our names were if we wanted it personalized at all. DUH, you know I wanted that shit personalized. So while I was in line some guy asked me to take his pic for him and I did. I also felt a pang of sadness cause nobody was there to take my photos, and I wasn't about to hand over my camera to a perfect stranger. This guys camera was a film camera... WHO OWNS THOSE ANYMORE?! But whatever. My turn came up and I had a big dumb smile plastered across my face the whole time. I walked up to the table and he looked very nice and happy to see me! He asked my name and thanked me for coming. I told him about my wretched nightmare of a time getting there today. Told him about how excited I was and that I was second in line to get my wrist band and that I was there at 6:30 in the morning. He was surprised that I did all that crazyness in the same day and he said "oh my god, thats awful. Thanks so much for coming, and we are totally best friends now!" I couldn't stop smiling even though I was telling him all about my horrible time. But he was totally cool. A few people were like "wtf mate, your day suxors." But ya know what? Karma. totally karma. All that shit added up to more than 3X awesome.  As I walked away clutching my book the guy with the film camera walks up to me and says "lemme get your address" and I'm thinking "da fuck are you asking for my info!?" and he says to me "I GOT YOUR PIC! When I develop it I will mail it to you!" and I was just so excited! See what I mean? Karma. So since I have a PO Box I slapped that info right down and handed it over with a smile. Someone got my photo. But wait. It gets better. As I walk out of bookpeople (my friends nowhere in site, I was bursting to tell my story to someone) I see a photographer. I walk past him at first, but I stop and turn around and ask him "Where can I get those photos?" and he tells me its all private blah blah blah, but then he says, here is my card. Email me and we can work something out. So I hope that doesnt mean I have to go on a date with him cause he was actually kind of really unattractive. Since I was going to have to contact him anyways I asked him to take a picture of me and my signed copy which reads: "Alyssa, WELL DONE! ~Simon Pegg" Hopefully that will all work out and he is just an awesome guy who sends me those pics with no date or money required :)

But yeah, my experience today went from pretty good, to total shit, to REALLY FUCKING AWESOME!

How was your day?

V is for Vengence...

Okay... Seriously you guys? Really? I am not an aggressive person, but people will assume I am. Lots of people will in fact tell you that I am scary as hell. Have I slapped a bitch before? Yes. Of course. But always in good faith and never to someone who couldn't handle it. Today was certainly a test of my passive aggressive tendencies to just flat out become aggressive and all up in your business. Luckily I survived, and just threw some folks to be speed bumps. I felt better after that so no worries for now. 8 more work days...

SO, now to update a bit on the whole dieting gig. I ran another mile today! I even ran more of it faster! I cut about 10 minutes off my last run. I figure I will keep the same route until I can run the whole thing completely. Uphill both ways. It felt amazing doing it. I kind of petered out at the end, but my music kept me going. Seriously, a great song to run to is Whiz Kalifahs "black and yellow." I know its just some dumb song about driving nice cars and picking up bitchez, but it has slightly more meaning to me because of one of my bestest friends ever. But yeah, its the perfect tempo to run to. I know most people march to the beat of their own drum, but I can't help to step in time to the beat of everybody elses drums! 5 years of colorguard will do that to a person. Hell... one year of marching band will do that to anybody! But yeah, Swinging my flag around to the beat of a drum for 5 years definitely put me down to change tempo with the change of every song. There are points in time where I was walking that I noticed I sped up more. When I walk with people I always end up on the same foot/tempo as they do. Walking with tall people is certainly a feat for me, but it seems that I can manage.

After this mornings debauchery with the cat, I didn't think I was going to have a good day, but after I tossed some bitches under the bus I felt better and it was like things weren't my fault. They never were my fault to begin with but I have this horrible tendency to take on the responsibility of others. I want to help people, but I need to figure out a way to help others without them expecting me to do it all the time. Thats one of those things I need to work on.

So far I have a list of a few things I feel I need to work on this year and here are a few things:

1. First and foremost, my health. That is probably the most important thing because if I don't have my health I really don't have diddly squat.
2. Personal relationships. I feel like I can grow more as a person and grow with my friends and family if I can just get to know them better. Yeah I have my few besties that I know like the back of my hand, but I want to keep and maintain and grow a lot of my other relationships with people.
3. Shyness. You are probably thinking "YOU?!?! SHY?!?!!?" and yeah I am. I won't just walk up to you and start a conversation. I am actually quite horrible at that. I can start a conversation but if you don't give me something decent to work with I just clam up and go back to being quiet.
4. Controlling every little detail of every situation. If you've ever met me you know how I get with some stuff. Handling things a certain way, making sure things are done exactly the way I described them. Following my instructions to a T. Seriously, have you ever gotten street directions from me? I will give you street names, large obvious things to turn at and can even tell you the number of stairs you have to walk up to get to my front door.
5. Being less materialistic. Lately I have been a lot happier with less stuff. I've been getting rid of a lot of memorabilia from past relationships and just holding onto the important stuff. I'm not trying to erase my past, but more so embrace my future. Its hard to embrace my future when I have my past cluttering up my life. Letting go is very hard for me since I am emotionally attached to stuff. But after watching several episodes of Hoarders on TV is enough to make me want to set my storage unit on fire and start from scratch. I've got 90% of all my photos on my computer and backed up on my external drive... not much is stopping me from doing it other than its probably a federal offense and I'll get jailtime and all that jazz. I'll stick with the non crazy resolution and just not do it. Its kind of liberating having so few things, but then again I really want to play my wii... 

Those are just a few things... Slowly but surely I will come to terms with it and myself and the two will become copacetic. Hopefully I will have less stuff in the end. Well until I get married, have a house, and clutter that up with pictures of my family all over the walls. Ugh, what an intimidating thought. I want all that stuff, but certainly not any time soon. Who knows what the future has in store for me. All I know is that I have some control over it and its gonna be such a badass time like you can't believe. Go me.

~A

The Devil May Mew.

Recently I've been dealing with an issue... a fly problem you might say... So last night I hung up the redneck bug solver paper and it was amazing! Every fly just stuck to it and was doomed forever. I hung three up and only two are still up now (the following morning). Well, I personally don't care much to get that sticky shit all over my hands, its horrid. I don't have enough goo gone (none) to get this junk off. WELL. This morning Waffle, my cat, decided it would be a fun time to investigate one of the fly traps. A super fluffy cat...  I bet you know where this is going. Well she creeps up to the fly trap and I didnt even see her get close enough to touch it, but all of a sudden I see the cat bolt away knocking over every thing in the way. I look to see where the cat had gotten off to, and I didnt even realize what had happened. I see her over on the couch with the fly paper entangled in her fur. Instantaneously I go to the cat and pull the sticky mess from her now matted fur. I guess that means bathtime... I chuck the poor confused cat into the bathroom and dig out the kitty safe soap. This is where it gets bad... So the cat hates water, as most cats do, and she sees that tub and instantly freaks out. Hides behind the toilet and starts giving me that ominous "grrrrrrmmmmmooeowwww." I got the bath going filled up the tub a bit, and thankfully there is a shower hose so I could spray her. Long story short, I now have deep gashes in my arm and hand. She straight out bit me, and my sweet fluffy kitty is a wet rag right now and shes disappeared under some furniture somewhere after I toweled her off. If I didn't get all the sticky off her, I'm afraid I am going to have to shave her again... and thats the second most unpleasant thing a person can do to a cat. More unpleasant for the person. I don't even know where the clippers are.

Austiny Stuff

So today was actually a fantastic day. I figured I would do a follow up blog to yesterdays ramblings of a mad woman. And I was kind of "suggested" to write another blog before I leave, so here it is!

Today started off pretty cool. I'm chillin with my homie G Leens and we have some breakfast, and head out to barton springs. I usually am a pretty shameful girl and hide my wobbly bits in public as most every rotund girl might, but lately I just don't give a damn. If you don't like me for who I am then that some tough shit right there. It took me a long time to get to like myself and now I'm at a point where I like me, but there is always room for improvement! So here goes nothing. Today I went and tanned at barton springs. Not like normal lay out in the sun tanning, but I went into the bathroom with my friend and swimsuits went missing temporarily. Only my top though. I'm not quite brave enough to go full monty. It was nice. Some kid saw me (face down luckily) and was like "I WANNA SUNBAAAAAAAAAAAAATHEEEEE" to her mom. It was kind of funny. After the kid took her shower she ran out into the courtyard area in the bathroom and ploped down on a towel buck ass nekked and proclaimed "IM SUNBAAAAAAAAATHIIIIIIIINGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!" It was quite hilarious. Her mom thought it was so funny in fact that she took a pic of her kid naked in the barton springs bathroom. Sunbathing. I hope that photo never makes it to a photoalbum, because some day thats going to embarass the shit out of her. Fo reals.

After my romping around barton springs in a bikini time I went out. It was really really fun. My gentleman caller took me to a place called Polvos.  Down on S. 1st St. Its pretty good! We had some nachos and a big ass pitcher of margaritas. I will not deny that I was a bit toasted for a decent portion of our outing. I wasn't driving so it was all good. The nachos there were actually quite amazing. The guac had something missing... Like flavor... but other than that, it was pretty damned good! Even had a bite or two of some Mango snow cone (against my will). That turned out to be pretty awesome as well. Again, I can't type out too many details because then my outing will lose its specialness and shiny.

After I eventually got back home, I felt the huge urge to eat some sushi. So of course I stop at the only decent sushi place in town (which is the grocery store) and I pick up some spicy tuna roll and some chicken potstickers. THEY ARE SOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOD! I munched on that and now I'm working on a bottle of water. I hate the water down here in my town. It sucks.

TWO MORE WEEKS! Until I leave for my vaycay! Which is also school... but seriously I'm going to party all the time. 5 weeks of party might possibly kill me, but we will see. :D

I'll be sure to keep updating every chance I get! I will inform you of how redonk it is to diet while abroad. I don't diet. I just walk everywhere. I always look amazing after a trip somewhere cause I don't have any transportation other than my two feet...

But yeah. Times up. Nighty night y'all.

Sorry folks... Transmissions have been interrupted!

OKAY, So let me catch you up on the last few weeks...

Obviously I've not been adamantly dieting. I've been doing a different D word. Dare I say... Dating. So far so good. Thats all I'm gonna say about that though. This blog isnt about that!

But yeah.. I've gained a few pounds back, but like... literally only three. But I've been eating really shitty, but also exercising a bit more than usual. I've been "running" which means I will walk a lot and run a little bit and when I finally hit a mile of  running total then I can go inside. so its kind of motivation to get my ass moving and get to run a solid mile. Cause that means I will get to go back inside out of the humid nasty Texas weather and into some super nice AC! I'm actually blogging from my friends house in austin, so forgive the massive gramatical/punctuation/ect. errors and whatnot. Its just plain silly.

So this week I made and epic catch of a football. It was seriously wicked! It would have been better if I didn't magically re-dislocate my GDMF shoulder while I was doing it. So there was two guys playing foosball in the park and tossing the pigskin back and forth. one guy got it and wanted to throw it to his friend (who i was walking behind). The guy I was behind was hitting on some girl who was hooching it up. He was TOTALLY distracted. His friend decided that it was a ripe time to throw the ball and aim for my head/face region. It was a little bit high so, being the awesome person that I am, decided to catch the ball. I reached up and snatched the ball right out of the air, and I must say, that catch was highly impressive. On a scale of 1-10 it was totally an 11. Really. It was that cool. Both of the guys dropped their jaws and one even exclaimed "DAMN!!! NICE HANDS!!!" Well when I caught the ball a series of usually unrelated events combined into one huge clusterfuck at my shoulder and it popped out of the socket. I spent the last two days in my sling, and recieved many making fun ofs at work. Today I went to work without my sling on, but I had it in case. I'm seriously feeling it now. Tomorrow will be spent in the sun but I will have my sling just in case of dead arm syndrome.

But other than that, since Ive been done with school I've moved out of the apt, into my friends living room, and I've been basically out and about ever since. I've been getting exponentially more giddy as June 27th rolls ever closer. I'm about ready to leave for my study abroad trip. I just gotta do a load of laundry and I'm ready to go!!! PLEASE JUST LET ME GO!!!!!!!!!!

I got some bomb ass plans for Italy. Not to blow it up, but to have a bomb ass time. Oh yes. Bomb ass time. So much pfun to be had.

This is all I can scrawl out in a super fast bit. I promise to update while I'm abroad and a few time before I leave... I can gurantee another adventure in drunkland blog too! That will be one week from today and then an update on sunday/monday!

I know how much you guys love to experience my experiences behind the beer goggles.