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  • Hello Free Time

    I took my last final of the summer semester this morning and I am officially on break! That break is only a week and a half long, but I intend to make the best of it. For the past couple of days I have been hanging out with my youngest brother Barry, who just got his wisdom teeth removed and therefore is doing nothing but lounging around my parents’ house watching movies and TV.

    Last night we watched The Pursuit of Happyness, which I have wanted to see since it came out. It made me cry a tiny bit, which means that it was good. Today we switched gears and watched Crossover – Barry’s pick. But come on, hip-hop street ballin’? Can you get any better than that?

    Also, tonight is Boyfriend David and my six month anniversary. Count back and you’ll realize we got together on Valentine’s Day. I know it sounds cliche, but there’s a whole story behind it, one where I get picked on as usual! I know six months isn’t that long, but I still think it’s cool, and a good excuse to celebrate. :)

    I’ll be working the rest of the week, and then heading to Austin for a few days to spend some time with my ex-roommate Carmen who I miss a LOT. Then I’ll be coming back and working some more before starting up my fall semester in exactly 12.5 days.

    Oh, and I might play some street ball for some extra cash on the weekends…’cause I’m a thug like that.

  • Sharing The Gilmore Love

    If you don’t know this about me, then you need to: I am a die-hard fan of Gilmore Girls. I am not ashamed because it is an excellent show. Even my brother admits it.

    Anyway, I was vaguely aware that my new roommate, Courtney, had a distaste for the show, but I suppose I chose to block it out of my memory because I didn’t want to believe it. The other night we were sitting at the dinner table and she said, “I’ve been eyeing your Gilmore Girls DVDs lately,” and she had this look on her face as if she was about to confess to me that she prostitutes herself at night once we’ve gone to sleep.

    “Have you ever seen it?” I responded brightly.

    “No, I have never watched a single minute of it,” Courtney admitted.

    “Oh! Well let’s watch it! I think you’ll really like it,” I said optimistically.

    “Well here’s the deal,” she said seriously. “My friend Katie and I from college used to hate the show. We would tell each other, ‘Yeah, maybe we do watch Dawson’s Creek, but at least we don’t watch Gilmore Girls.’”

    “But how can you judge it if you’ve never seen it?” I asked sweetly.

    “I know, I know. Anyway, now Katie watches it. She even had a whole party for the series finale. She said to me, ‘Courtney, it’s good! All these years, we were wrong.’ So I’ve been thinking that watching the first episode can’t hurt.’”

    I was so excited to hear this, because getting someone hooked on Gilmore Girls is one of my favorite things to do, up there with eating ice cream and sleeping in. And I just knew that once she gave it a chance, she would like it. (That philosophy hasn’t exactly worked on my boyfriend, but there is another whole obstacle to get past there called Man Pride.) But just in case she wasn’t as thrilled with it as I would like her to be, I told her that she was not allowed to make fun of it if she didn’t like it. She would have to be respectful. And she agreed.

    Well, she likes it. I knew she would. We watched two episodes that night. I definitely could have kept going, but then again this is coming from a girl who watched an entire season in two days. The only thing I wasn’t pleased about was that Courtney kept asking me questions about how things end up on the show. I didn’t want to tell her because I wanted her to watch the entire series and find out the right way. But then again, I didn’t want to upset her by holding out and thus turn her off.

    “So neither of the characters really end up with a guy in the end, do they? I mean, not really?” she asked me at one point.

    “Courtney, the focus of the show is the pair of mother-daughter relationships. It’s about the Gilmore Girls. So no, there’s no big wedding at the end or anything, but that’s beside the point. You just want to know that the girls are OK.”

    As I gave this little speech Courtney couldn’t help giggling.

    “What?” I asked.

    “Nothing, nothing,” she said, stifling a smile. “That was just very heartfelt.”

    I am very loyal to my friends…even my fake ones.

  • They Think This Is Funny?

    Just a few minutes ago I was driving home, trying to keep myself awake (as usual), when out of nowhere I heard a loud THWAP! on the outside of my car door. It scared me so bad that my heart is still beating rapidly. At first I thought a rock had hit the car, but then I looked at my window and I saw all this opaque liquid running down. My next thought was, “Did I just witness the biggest bird crap in history?” But upon inspection of the car once I got home, I saw a little piece of eggshell clinging to the door. I was EGGED, people, EGGED! Boyfriend David had to explain to me that this is a thing that kids like to do: hide in the bushes or behind walls or fences and throw eggs or water balloons at the cars going by. When I was trying to figure out what hit my car my feelings were mostly those of shock and curiosity. But once David enlightened me on what really happened, they quickly turned to anger. Now I must vent. I mean those stupid kids could cause a wreck! It’s just plain mean! It has never once entered my mind that that would be a fun thing to do. I don’t understand it. And since I’m too lazy to do anything about it tonight, I’m gonna have dried egg goop on my window tomorrow to clean up. Simply lovely!

  • Sunday Goodness

    Dear friends,

    I apologize for my absence. I still do not have access to the internet at my new apartment. This will happen Tuesday, I am informed. So far it has only been mildly annoying, but today I found myself in dire need of the world wide web in order to complete some assignments for school. So first I went to the local coffee shop which advertises free wi-fi. Unfortunately, it was not working. Next I went to my roommates’ old apartment (which they still have until the end of the month) only to find that a password was needed that neither of them know. Finally, I ended up at Panera, which has been wonderful. I love you Panera!

    There has been so much that I have wanted to tell you. Look forward to the tale of fishing on the fourth of July and pictures of my new place, for starters. But for now I really do need to get to those assignments.

    Happy Sunday everyone, and I hope to be back in touch with you soon.

    Love,
    Kathleen

  • Man Plans, God Laughs

    It’s something I’ve been very proud of that I have seen all of the plays and performances that my youngest brother Barry has been in at Texas Tech, where he is in the theater department. Lubbock is a full 9-hour drive away, so that’s not exactly an easy task. This summer he’s involved in a play that is being performed at Tech for a week and then traveling to New Mexico to perform there for awhile. There’s no way I can make it to New Mexico to see him, and when I found out the dates of his performances in Lubbock I was saddened because it didn’t look like I could make it to any of them. I either had exams, or clinicals, or prior obligations that I couldn’t skip. But Barry has been going through a rough time lately, so last week I had a talk with my parents and they decided, “Damn the cost! We’ll fly you to Lubbock!” Barry and I were pumped way, way up.

    The plan was for me to fly up this afternoon at 3 p.m., arriving at 5:20 p.m. My mom and other brother David (who drove up on Sunday) would pick me up at the airport and then we would all drive home together on Tuesday. The one-way ticket on Southwest wasn’t too expensive.

    We only bought the ticket last week, and I wrote it down on my planner and everything (see below), but for some reason I kept forgetting that I was going. I told my boss that I would work on Tuesday, but then had to recant later when I remembered that I would be driving home that day. Then yesterday I told Boyfriend David that I could hang out with him tonight, only to have to rescind my promise. I was glad I had written the Lubbock plans down, or else I might have forgotten to go.

    But I didn’t forget, I remembered. And I was extremely excited. After class today I drove myself to the airport and parked, with much time to spare. When I looked at the departure board, I saw that the flight was delayed 50 minutes. OK, no problem, I can still make it in time. But as the weather worsened and the minutes slipped by, I became doubtful, then anxious, then depressed. The flight was delayed to 4:30 p.m., then to 4:45 p.m., and finally to 5:07 p.m. There was no way I could make the play anymore even if I got on that flight. All of those times that I forgot I was going to Lubbock? Just foreshadowing.

    So I canceled, and my parents got full credit on their account, but tonight I am sitting at home alone with the prospect of schoolwork and packing ahead of me instead of supporting and spending time with my brother, one of my favorite people in the world.