Thursday, June 07, 2007

The Prodigal Son Returns

So it's been a whole month since last I blogged.

...sorry.

I've finished school for the semester. I've been home in Arlington for the last four weeks. I've got a car loaded up with my stuff and a full tank of gas to get me back to Austin tomorrow morning, when I move into my apartment.

I'm nervous, sleepy, relieved, and whatever the emotion is that best corresponds to the word "bittersweet." I will miss my family, my pets, and HBO. I'm gonna love having my own bedroom. Even if it is tiny. Like, seriously, really tiny.

A few bullet points from the missing 30 days of blog.
  • I knew Charlie was toast the second I saw Kate wearing his hoodie.
  • The football-player-turned-ballet-dancer (ballerino?) on So You Think You Can Dance is incredibly cute.
  • The Salt Lick actually is the best barbecue in the world.
  • I want to see Knocked Up.
  • Hilary is not going to admit she fucked up on voting for the war until after Gonzales resigns.
  • I shaved my beard. I kinda like the way it looks, but I need new glasses in order to pull it off. My face looks lopsided with the thick black Giorgio's. So it's grow it back, or buy new frames.
  • I am becoming increasingly more vain with every passing moment, having just passed "high-maintenance," and now rapidly approaching "probably thinks song is about him."
  • Nothing says "I'm in Arlington" quite like watching the Rangers lose, getting a farmer's tan, and eating a Nacho Supreme. Good seats, though.
  • Baseball should have a pitch-clock ala basketball's shot-clock.
  • Having seen the debates, I take back previous complaints about Obama being a wuss on the gays: turns out he might just be the best we've got.
  • Tom "The Assimilator" Tancredo should defect from the Republican Party and found The Borg.
  • Here's that depressing horse documentary I told you about making:

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