It was a four year anniversary, and the night we first began dating we were watching a documentary about The Who: The Kids Are Alright.
We were under a blanket and I asked her to be my girlfriend.
On Monday, four years later, I put it on, got under the blanket and asked her to be my wife.
No we don't have one yet, this fall hopefully.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
From now on.
I think all my posts are going to have this light tinge of me being very ready to close this chapter of my life. (the job)
I miss doing stuff with my friends.
I miss doing stuff with my friends.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
A new Blog Entry!
Some random tidbits:
I finally bought some of those little moleskin notebooks from Barnes and Noble that I've always wanted. I have no idea how I might use them, but I have them. Here's to writing little notes. To myself.
One of the things that made Hanover so sad for me was the weather. I honestly think that aside from Spring Term, it rained every single day of my Junior and Senior year. I realize it didn't, but it rained so often, that it sure does feel that way.
I say that to say this. I used to really enjoy the sound of it outside, along with some thunder and lightning. But, after Hanover, I thought I'd never miss it again. However, its been so long since I've felt a cool rain...only snow or sun in these parts, that today when the skies opened up a bit, I took a moment to enjoy it. That felt nice.
There is never really any romance on the road.
That last sentence means a lot of things.
Casey and I are going to San Francisco on Saturday. We are going to eat rice-a-roni. No, probably not. But we are going to ride a cable car. Maybe we'll go to a Ranger Joe taping, or catch a concert by "The Rippers." Should be fun.
The future looms. But I am not scared.
I have two (sort-of) jobs in the works. One is at a camp, and is during the summer. one is at a theatre, and is for a year, and could lead to full-time employment.
A good friend wrote a letter about me, in it he said I had "refined" my self-image. I'm glad he recognizes that.
I have a splinter in my finger, that has broken down, and begun fusing itself into my skin. I must dig it out...immediately. I'm halfway there.
I ordered it. I have ways of asking in the works. We'll do the damn thing this fall. I hope.
I finally bought some of those little moleskin notebooks from Barnes and Noble that I've always wanted. I have no idea how I might use them, but I have them. Here's to writing little notes. To myself.
One of the things that made Hanover so sad for me was the weather. I honestly think that aside from Spring Term, it rained every single day of my Junior and Senior year. I realize it didn't, but it rained so often, that it sure does feel that way.
I say that to say this. I used to really enjoy the sound of it outside, along with some thunder and lightning. But, after Hanover, I thought I'd never miss it again. However, its been so long since I've felt a cool rain...only snow or sun in these parts, that today when the skies opened up a bit, I took a moment to enjoy it. That felt nice.
There is never really any romance on the road.
That last sentence means a lot of things.
Casey and I are going to San Francisco on Saturday. We are going to eat rice-a-roni. No, probably not. But we are going to ride a cable car. Maybe we'll go to a Ranger Joe taping, or catch a concert by "The Rippers." Should be fun.
The future looms. But I am not scared.
I have two (sort-of) jobs in the works. One is at a camp, and is during the summer. one is at a theatre, and is for a year, and could lead to full-time employment.
A good friend wrote a letter about me, in it he said I had "refined" my self-image. I'm glad he recognizes that.
I have a splinter in my finger, that has broken down, and begun fusing itself into my skin. I must dig it out...immediately. I'm halfway there.
I ordered it. I have ways of asking in the works. We'll do the damn thing this fall. I hope.
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