As of yesterday, I have officially been gone a month. It's really crazy how fast time has gone by. I can't believe it. I'm starting to get settled in to my apartment and my classes. And I get to go home for my Fall Break! Originally Brian was going to come here, but with his crazy work schedule that weekend (stupid UT game) it was just too hard. So I'm going to go home instead!
Last night, I went to a little concert on campus. William and Mary has a cool basement stage area. The guy who performed went to Baylor. He was a Beta and graduated in '04, so he knew some people that I knew (I talked to him afterwards). He played some good Texas music that made me miss home. After the concert, Kristina and I watched How Stella Got Her Groove Back and it was actually pretty good.
On Thursday night, I tried some Mexican food. It was...interesting. My quesadilla was yummy, but the queso was mainly beans. Wierd. That's what I get for trying to find normal mexican food in the north. The rest of my week was pretty normal. I did lots of studying, bought my first law dictionary, found a sushi place, cleaned my apt, went shopping in Newport News (the mall there was crappy). I ventured to HomeDepot on Friday and bought very adult things; plants for my patio, a stepladder, and a power drill. Buying plants is a daunting task. There are so many kinds with so many light and water requirements. I spent forever trying to find something that I thought I could keep alive.
Then yesterday as a study break, I tried to use my power drill to hang my curtain rods. Of course, I have the wrong size drill thingie which led to breaking one of the installation screw thingies. Latte chewed the other one. Still no curtains! But I do have lots of extra holes in the wall. So much for my deposit!! This is turning into a very very frustrating project. I just want some curtains to block out the ridiculously bright sunlight at 6 am.
On a more serious note, I have been really touched by the news coverage about the animals in hurricaine Katrina. I feel so sorry for the poor, scared little dogs and cats that were left behind. And I feel terrible for the people who not only lost their homes, but also had to leave behind their favorite pets. I now cry every time they show the animals being rescued. I hadn't found the right place that I wanted to donate too, but after seeing all the news, I had to give money to the ASPCA. They are trying to reunite pets with owners. If you're an animal lover, it's a great thing to do. I can't imagine what I would do if I had to leave Latte behind. I don't think she would have made it and that breaks my heart.
Cheers: to finding white castle burgers in the freezer section of walmart
Jeers: to frustrating projects
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