August 21, 2004. 1:40 in the morning.
LONE STAR! (To be said in the manner of Dark Helmet)
So this may have been the longest span of time between updates, I'm not sure. I guess someone can go through my archives but I'm sure you all have a lot of better things to do with your time, like watching TV or laying in bed. Anyhow, a lot has gone on since my last update, like how I got married and moved halfway across our great country. I am now in Austin, the capital of Texas. The drive took a leisurely three days and the only casualties of the trip were my front passenger side tire (hit an unknown object in the road and cut it open) and a book case (got smashed when I took it down a step on a hand truck). Oh and a metal lamp that got crushed in the moving truck.
I have to say this place is pretty rad. It's humid and I love it! You see, I don't mind heat or humidity (they're both a lot better than cold and snow) -- it's being in the sun that I really really hate. 100 degrees? No problem! Just don't expect me to walk anywhere there's not shade. Did I mention the weather is all wacky here? It actually rains in the summertime!
And it's all hot outside when it rains? What is this strange meteorological phenomena? I do not understand it.
Everyone here is really nice, too. It's a shame that everyone has given all of Texas a bad rap about being all hick-like and lame. Even the hicks are nice! Case in point: we were stopped at a gas station on our way back from visiting my sister-in-law (she lives in Plano) and some dude drove up to me ON A RIDING MOWER and started talking to me about Megan's Utah license plates. Yes, a riding mower! He was cutting some grass nearby. I thought he was gonna come up to me and kill me or something. Not the case. Just wanted to chat it up with me because he was from Utah. Then he drove off. Totally surreal.
Overall, everything's going good. Neither of us are working, we went to see three movies this week, and there's a stray cat lurking around our complex that I am going to take in and adopt when Megan's not looking. It's a pure tortoiseshell. Which means we'd have a full tortoiseshell, a full tabby (Yoshi), and a Frankensteinian tortoiseshell-tabby mix (Claire) in the household! Awesome! It will be analagous to the racial make-up of the human population of our home once we have babies. We will be the biggest happiest family ever.
(Uh, I'm willing to bet that Megan won't be too happy about me referring to our children as "Frankensteinian." Just a hunch. Talk to y'alls later.)
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