All vagueness of late aside, I've been making a valiant effort to actually hang out with people and set aside the moroseness (excuse me if I start getting unusually wordy...I just read Dylan's blog and am talking to him, and somehow that causes me to want to be creatively wordy the way he is...and even though that doesn't bode well, that doesn't mean I don't subconsciously try to imitate, then reread my ranting sentence and try to figure out why in the world I used those words. End run-on sentence.)
Greg is back for his spring break, so last night, Dylan, Greg and I relived our glory days of cheap Tuesday night movies and saw Slumdog Millionaire. An excellent movie I must say. Though Dylan and Greg were so overjoyed by their reunion that it was a man date that I tagged along for. They get into their rants, it's hilarious to listen to, but I was much too tired to even begin to come up with something to cleverly interject into the conversation at 9pm at night. Don't judge me!
I've also decided to take some of the "Learn Tennis Fast!!!!1!!1" Tennis lessons at the Tennis Center since I haven't the darndest idea how to play, and it'll give me something to do. Plus, it's always nice to be surrounded by other people that are just as incompetent as you so that when you get hit in the face with a tennis ball, Black Eye Sally is right there by your side sympathizing.
I'm also cornering Shannon and J. Loo to talk about Real stuff. Well, Shannon asked me so that we could discuss small groups, but I am cornering J. Loo. I've been frustrated with Real and am somewhat motivated to try and find ways to improve it and help get it back on it's feet. It's frustrating because it definitely feels like few people care anymore, and I've been tired of hearing complaints with no action. I know I can't be the VP of Operations at Real Co., but I at least have a voice. And I really care. Regardless of how down I've been feeling, Real is important to me and is why Midland felt like home so quickly to me, and I don't want others to miss out on that. But if something doesn't change, it'll all come crashing down. Unacceptable!
Well, my steam tables are calling to me again, so I'm off to munch on muffins and clementines while hiding in my hole. If ever in doubt, ask: What Would Google Do? Google would not try to do a JV with an unstable government, that's for sure.
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oh, you got to hang out with greg and dylan?! i'm jealous. although i'm pretty sure when the 4 of us went to bennigan's last year, that was really just a man date, too, and you and i were just along for the ride.
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