Alien Abduction (That's My Story and I'm Sticking to It). (Mar 21 2007)
Maybe some of you are wondering if I've vanished off the face of the earth or what, it's been so long since I last posted. And I've honestly got a good excuse for that: I've been trying to live. This has several meanings: 1.) survive school, 2.) enjoy life. I've done a good amount of the latter in the last week, which was my spring break.
Friday (3/9), Matt and I drove to Nashville to see the Shins at the Ryman Auditorium -- it was quite possibly the finest hour and half of my life, that set. The stupid pews were kind of crowded, but we still managed to dance and sing and scream. There's really only one word to describe us as we left: slack. It was endorphins and stuff, and it made my body so relaxed (probably as well as the two hours of walking around the city we did before the concert), and I slept really well that night.
I was a bra-burner in a previous life.
Hey Batman!
Andrew Jackson rockin that tricorner or whatever.
The stupidest monument in all of Nashville.
Matt being a lush.
Saturday was Mom's birthday and I am pretty sure she had a good one. Dad gave her the World Series DVDs, and we watched Games 1 - 4 during the week. Mom's getting into scoring the games, and it takes about 10% longer to watch a game than it usually would, because we have to pause every time there's a double play or someone advances the runner or anything.
My birthday was Wednesday. I got a haircut in the morning: I wanted something like this, but she took 2 inches off my length and didn't cut the bangs short enough, so it's just kind of weird. In the afternoon, I opened my presents, and spent the remainder of the afternoon fiddling with them (especially the phone and iPod), until I went out with Joey and Rob in the evening. We ate at the Spaghetti Factory in Chesterfield and saw 300. That Wehrenberg out in Chesterfield is pretty weird.
Interesting theater decoration #1, interesting theater decoration #2.
Boys impersonating theater decor.
Rob, not pretending to be a woman or anything.
Oh yeah, the Monday before my birthday I had an interview with a couple people at Wash U, and I was kind of put off because of the cold/distant demeanor they had. It made me really insecure about my chances: I felt like they didn't want me, but in my heart, I just said to myself, "Okay, they don't know Rhodes very well, and they don't know me very well, but if they let me in, they'll recognize almost immediately how freaking awesome I am. And if they don't, that won't be my fault."
But in the end, they let me in. So yay!
This has turned out to be a pretty upbeat journal entry, which isn't how it started out in my mind. I'm really extremely tired of school and working and everything. But I'm also tired of complaining so I'll just stop here.
