The Best of the Bad Pictures
This is an older picture (maybe circa august), and I thought it was kind of bad, but I have had a change of heart. It is from an incredibly drunken night on a rooftop in Denver. I wonder what he was like when he was my age. From what I've heard (from him), I would have hated him then. Well maybe hate is a little strong, but we certainly wouldn't have hit it off quite as famously as we do now.
Check These Guys Out
A couple of weeks ago I spent a very long Saturday alone at work doing some very boring metallurgy stuff, which basically amounted to 2% working and 98% waiting around for chemical processes to occur whilst reading random blogs. The fruits of my labor were 8 hours of data and two new favorites. I am a little in love with this guy right now. And I can't get enough of these guys.
I would like to add that the worst of my problems are superficial and nominal. I am grateful for the charmed life I lead.
I stayed in this weekend. All weekend. I needed to recharge. I thought I would get some work done on my projects, and study for a big exam I have today (in about 40 minutes!), but I just lazed around, watched television, and hung out with Murph and Kitty. It really was nice, if you're a little bit lame like me. Last week was extremely stressful. I was having a post-Vegas hangover. It was unbelievably fun, but a little voice in the back of my mind was nagging at me for being irresponsible for spending time and money that I can't really afford an something so frivolous. And then. And then Nathan sort of freaked out on me. He got the idea in his head that I was seeing another man and dumped me out of the blue, with no explanation. It took me a couple of hours to figure out what was going on, and, in turn, blow up at him. I will be the first to admit that I can be a little psycho at times, so I can deal with his being a little psycho also, but not right away. I definitely took me a day or so to gain a little perspective, and the ability to rationally point out how baseless his fears were. A few days and a lot of stress later, everything is fine. Better than fine, we had a great talk about some things that had been skulking around but never addressed, and I feel like we are back on track and better than before. I had definitely been acting weird, stand-offish. Some kind of self-sabotage thing that I do when I am threatened with a good relationship. I can't help feeling like I dodged a bullet.
Vegas Pics: Part Four
You'll notice that the common thread throughout these pictures, is that I am always wasted. So much so in fact, that I really only made it out one night of our three night weekend. The benefit of getting so much sleep, was that I was able to spent a significant part of the trip at the blackjack table while the ladies were sleeping in. I have to go on record as saying that this was the BEST Vegas trip ever. Too cool for school.
This time tomorrow...Who knows what I'll be doing!
Suck it Ravens
I'm not gonna lie... I was worried.
Woot! Monday night football! If Jake could just stop throwing interceptions...
Is that all there is?
School is really in full swing now, and three looming projects are beginning to give me mild anxiety attacks for no reason in the middle of the night. I occasionally wake up in a panic and can't figure out why. I started on the biggest of the projects two weeks ago, and I really do have everything under control, but a part of me feels like I am going to be caught out any minute. I am afraid I'll look up in the middle of a presentation and realize everyone knows I have no idea what's going on. Does everybody feel this way, is that all there is?
I am still posting without pictures (because the flash is not working on my expensive yet unreliable camera) which is a damn shame, because I have been out and about quite a bit lately cooking up some fun and sporting a very cute (if I do say so myself) new haircut. This weekend the Great American Beer Festival was in town, and per usual Denver turned into a mad house for three drunken days. GABF weekend is always fun because something like thirty-two thousand people attend the event which ends at ten o'clock, and then descend upon LoDo. In the absence of ever attending the GABF I am not sure words alone can describe the level of drunken frat-boy behavior that grips the masses. After planning on attending the Saturday Night session for weeks, we arrived at the convention center a little late in hopes of letting the entry line wane a bit only to be confronted by literally thousands of people in line 20 people wide and wrapping all the way around the extremely sizeable building. The idea of waiting on line to wait on line to drink tiny beers was less and less appealing as the minutes ticked by, so Nathan and I decided to sell our tickets (easy to do because the session was sold out), and head over to a bar. We spent the next few hours drinking great big beers that the waitress brought us until our friends were done at the beer fest, and met up for more drinking and a little bit of debauchery. On Sunday I woke up feeling a little like I had been beat up the night before, showered and had a very late brunch with Suzie. Lovely crepes on the patio accompanied by a refreshing Hibiscus (like a Mimosa, but with cranberry juice instead of OJ). Followed that up with the Law and Order: SVU marathon on USA. Delightful way to spend a Sunday. May I just say I find Christopher Meloni absolutely delicious.