Night Owl

I am not usually up this late and I thought it was worth blogging  about.  

If Bunge reads this he will give me shit that I am writing about nothing and nobody wants to read it.

In other news, I am progressing in my wedding planning.  The bridesmaid has ordered a dress, I have a dress, and the photography package has been selected.  

Spring break happens in like a week.  I have no awesome plans because I am old.

Also, Josh and I are actively apartment searching.  We have some good prospects.  And rest assured, I'm making sure they aren't shit holes or unfinished basements.  I was depressed yesterday because I am tired of living like a college student and I realized that I still have at least 2 years of living like this left to go.  No yard, no porch, no washer and dryer.  I just want to make some real money.  That last statement will be the driving force that gets me through the rest of the semester.

I forgot to mention my birthday.  This was by far one of the better birthdays I've ever had, as evidenced by: Thursday night poker held in my honor, receiving a vintage Dylan vinyl from the coolest retired hippie I know (he went to Woodstock and everything...), amazing cake courtesy of my mother, my brother gave me $3 in quarters for the parking meter, my roommate made the whole class muffins in my honor, morning class was cancelled (!!!!), Shakespeare's with Andrea and Josh (and it wasn't too busy), and then most everyone (except someone who will remain nameless...) made it out to Trops for the kick off of birthday week! A truly fabulous birthday celebration.

This is all I can write for tonight.  It is now officially past my bedtime.