Greetings fellow readers!!!! Sorry for not having a post for yesterday, I was one another "exciting" aerospace field trip. I went to the beautiful city of Birmingham, Alabama to a wonderous place called PEMCO (sounds magical, doesn't it). At this glorious place, called PEMCO, we took a tour and learned about what they did (something with planes). It was all in all quite boring and made me want to cry. PEMCO services planes for the military. It takes them apart, makes sure everything is working properly, and puts them back together (I'm sure you could've guessed by the name). Anyways, we wasted a lot of my precious time at this place. I had to catch the darn van at one and didn't have a chance to eat. I was one grumpy gus! After the tour ended, it was almost seven o'clock. I was about to kill someone, cook them, and eat them. I was a danger to the group. Luckily, or unluckily, I didn't ride back with the rest of the group. I caught a ride with a girl in the class, we'll call her the-girl-who-talks-so-darn-much-about-things-you-don't-want-to-hear. . . .hmmm, that's kind of a long name, so we'll just call her Annoying.
I shall now start the story about my ride back to Starky. This would be a good time to send the little children to bed. So Annoying, who smokes, is driving and I'm the navigator. There's also J-Dawg in the back seat, we kind of had to have a little dose of testosterone to keep the party hopping, actually I begged him to come so Annoying I wouldn't be the only person for her to talk to. Annoying is not a good driver, and has poor judgement in distance. I cannot begin to count the times that I braced myself in anticapation of rear ending the car in front of us. Annoying also does not have a sense of direction, hence me being the navigator. That put a tear in my eye because that meant I couldn't sleep. That puts me in a grumpier mood, because I didn't get much sleep the night before, and now I have to navigate for someone who shouldn't have driven in the first place. It was so dark, and my eyes were so heavy, but nooooooo I had to navigate!!!!!! GRRRRRRRRR
Anyways, we depart from the wonderful place called PEMCO and head home. I make it noted that I need food and the other two agree. Thankfully I did not have to threaten to eat them to make them agree. I navigate to the Outback, the restaurant not Australlia. We order a delicious meal, one of the best meals I've had in months. It was a bearable hour. Annoying had to specify precicely how the meat had to be cooked, like no one in the kitchen had ever cooked before. Thankfully the smoking section was full, and I did not have to have a side of smoke with my steak. Side note, J-Dawg put so much steak sauce on his food I think it would have been cheaper to stick a straw in the bottle, meat not needed.
We depart from the Outback, once again I am talking about the restaurant and not the lovely continent/country that is Australlia. We continue on our great road trip. My spirits are quite high now that I have food in my little tummy. I navigate to the road that will take us to Tuscaloosa, I'm not sure of the number, I'm a person not a map. Upon reacing the road, we make the observation the road is stop and go traffic. It's stretching for miles. Nothing is scary than being in stop and go taffic with someone who has poor depth perception.
I'm going to stop my story right there for now. I'm tired of writing. Look for the exciting conclusion in a future posting.
Today I received a thoughtful note from my roomies. I love those girls.
(this is word for word, I could never create something this stupid)
1) We do not eat your food
2) Please do not go back into our rooms
(we caught ya'll on thursday)
3) Please do not leave your crap in the living room the big shelf and box its ugly! take it home or put it somewhere else
4) Get the balls enough to come and say something to someone stop leaving notes around everywhere
5) leave the barstools where they are that is where they are suppose to go
6) Micheal you DO NOT LIVE HERE!!!
Maribeth if you have have a problem say something
7) Maribeth you owe me and Deanna $44 each for gas and power deposit
This stupid note has brought out so many thing I want to say to those dumb, drunken, whory girls. I have the urge to tell my feelings to them, but I don't feel like making this into some cat fight. I shall analyze each point in future postings.
Today looks like a very good day. I only have two classes today, one at 1 and the other at 6. New episodes of 7th Heaven and Everwood come on tonight. I love the 80s Strikes Back comes on tonight. That presents me with a dilemma, should I watch VH1 or Everwood???? I think my best bet is to watch VH1 and catch Everwood on Sunday (you just gotta love the WB's easy view).
My mother wrote me another email today. Why does she email me? I don't understand it. She called me several times yesterday and then she felt the need to email me this morning. I think she is obsessed with me.
Halloween is only 11 days away!!!!!!! I'm going home in 11 days!!!!!!! I get to go trick-or-treating!!!!! YEE-HAW!!!!
I love Dole Strawberry juice pops.
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I'm not sleepy.
I do not have a leaky nose.
I'm back from Memphis.
The drive back was pretty uneventful, wait. . . .I did stop and get a drink at McDonald's. That was definitely the highlight of the drive. I found an oldies station that I can pick up in Starkville!!!! I no longer have to sing along to only country.
I didn't do any typical Memphis things while I was in Memphis. I didn't go to Graceland (tear, tear), I didn't go to the zoo, and I didn't walk down Beale Street. I did learn new things about my mother:
1. She has no concept of personal space and will violate your's if you give her the chance (and by chance I mean coming within five feet of the woman).
2. She likes to eat butter in proportion to food, that proportion is 1:1 (so, she can eat a pound of butter for every pound of bread or pancakes).
3. Actually, forget having food, she'll just eat the butter plain.
4. Nothing is grosser than witnessing your parents spoon.
5. Actually the is something that compares very closely in level of grossness, wondering if your dad has a hickey.
All in all, the weekend was okay. I'm glad to be back. I finally getting over my cold, but I might have given it to someone else. . . .I didn't mean to! I can't wait until tomorrow night, I heart the 80's strikes back finally comes on!!!!!!!!!
Lunch time
