West Coast Girl

Yay! I just found out there's no TV in the house this weekend, so there will be no X-Box. Hurray hurray -- this means there will be people to talk to. No TV might be a little Colonial House for my taste, but for one weekend I'm excited.

And last night I rearranged my room and put all the new furniture into place. It looks awesome, and feels so much better. And since I've moved everything around so many times already, there were nails in most of the right places to hang all my posters and pictures up. So now it feels like a real bedroom, and my computer isn't on the floor anymore.

Kristin put a few of the pictures from Stephanie's wedding up on the buzznet site, which you can link to at the right of this screen. Steph looks awesome. There will be more pictures soon!

So I'm going to the beach this weekend with some friends, who all happen to be guys. I have no problem with that. I knew when I signed up that this would be a very different weekend than one with my girls or with lots of girls and boys. I thought it would mean more excitement about drinking games and more football on the beach (okay Kristin, not more football than with you).

And then Karl e-mails today to say he's "so excited" because he just bought an XBOX.

And I see my weekend slowly slipping away. I've seen lots of boys with video games, and even these boys with video games, and Andy even tried to teach me how to play during the brief period that I was "employed" in the video game industry. What this means is that I need to bring another book or three.

And really, too bad for them, because the sun will still be shining on the beach while they're inside playing video games, the girls in bikinis will ALL be on the beach. Except for the ones in the video games, but that's a different issue.

I always thought this was just a cute story about ducks and Boston, until I was driving down Georgia Ave. this morning and cars were stopped for no apparent reason. And then I saw one of the crossing guards diving for something that turned out to be a very frightened duckling. Those little suckers are fast! It's mom was not far behind, and was determined not to leave her baby even as it headed directly into oncoming traffic. They made it to the curb and I drove off, but then noticed another little guy being chased around on the other side of the street. I hope this ending was as happy as the one in Boston.

This weekend was awesome. Florida was fun, Stephanie looked amazing, and many good times were had by all. Kristin and Ryan and I spent lots of quality time driving from place to place on the 98. I got to spend time with my brothers too. Yay!!

Although I have to say that there was a moment Thursday night that was one of saddest I've had. I got off of the plane in Panama City, and my cell phone didn't get any reception. At all. And since I'd told everyone there I would call them when I got into town so we could set up places to met up, I was a little sad. I finally solved the phone dilemma by pouring quarters into a pay phone (remember those) on the side of the road, but got the voice mail of three different people. So I got on the road to Destin, knowing that several of my favorite people in the world were within 40 miles of me, and I couldn't get in touch with any of them.

Everything worked out okay -- as I drove away from Panama City I started to get reception, and was able to talk to Stephanie that night and to meet up with Stephen, David and Faith. And I was even more happy about that because of the previous hour.

And now Stephanie's married. The wedding was on the beach, so we had beautiful white sand and green water in the background, just before the sun set. Mark had one of the biggest grins I've ever seen on his face through the whole ceremony.

I didn't so much sleep for most of the weekend, so I'm dragging a little today. But one more night of sleep and laundry after work should get me in good shape for the rest of the week. And this weekend is more fun times at the beach! Hurray!

Not the current Kevin Bacon. The 1984 skinny-as-a-stick Kevin Bacon. I caught the end of Footloose last night (which I've never actually seen all the way through) and saw the dance with the actual dancing. He's so cocky and has hair going all directions! It's too bad I don't remember more of the 80's. And it's too bad I don't have a machine that spews glitter like the one at that dance. Didn't it get in anyone's eyes? Or did the tears of joy from dancing wash the glitter away? I love it.

And I'm leaving work in an hour to get on a plane to Florida for Stephanie's wedding. It's not soon enough. I'll get to hang out with Kristin and Ryan, and see my brothers, and eat at Cracker Barrel and Krispey Kreme (two of my favorite things about the South). And get to spend time with Steph and Mark around their wedding day. What an exciting time, and what a neat thing to be a part of. There's so much hope on this day.

Everything I thought I knew about cicadas is all proven true on this website: www.cicadaville.com. It's all there -- the flesh eating tendencies, the deadly venom. Where do I live??

I know, the DC Metro area. But I won't be spending much time here in the next month. Stephen's graduation was last weekend in College Station, TX (gig 'em). This weekend is Stephanie's wedding in Florida! which is awesome and a little bizarre all at the same time. And Stephen and David are randomly going to be in Florida this weekend as well, staying in the little beach town right next to where Steph's getting married. It will be a collision of my worlds, which I am a big fan of.

And I just found out I get to go the beach the weekend after that too, with the Andy/Karl/Drew crew. Of course, it's the beach in Deleware, which seems a little strange. But in general, everything is better at the beach, so I'm looking forward to it.

So I went and saw Mean Girls a couple of weeks ago, and there's this part where the narrator is describing Halloween, which instead of being scary, in "Girl World" is a time to dress slutty and then put a pair of ears on and call it an animal costume.

I would just like to say that I bought those bunny ears a long time ago, and have on several occasions worn them with perfectly normal outfits (cleaning my room, organizing files). You might laugh more at that, but it's actually true.