parties and pigs

This weekend was a trip. I mean, a trip. Overall, I had a good time, fourth of July I ended up going to a little festival and watching a mediocre fireworks show, and that was fun. Most of it was because I enjoyed spending time with my dad. I really love doing that. I petted the horses and chilled in coffee shops, and me, P and K went to a party Saturday night. It was a fun party, and I had a good time. P and K left around 2 and I partied on until the early morning hours, eventually passing out and going out to IHOP with some friends in the early morning hours, and spending the early morning getting a few hours shuteye at T and D's apartment. From there, P and K picked me up, we went back to San Marcos, and shopped for a bit, just a bit :) and we left for Denton around 6. Needless to say, its a 5 hour drive with some traffic.

So why did it take ten hours?

Why. Why. WHY?

So, We came to the conclusion that God hates P and has cursed his car for driving down to Austin, particularly on holiday weekends.

Driving ten hours in a car is not fun, spending four of it in stop and go (mostly stop) traffic, is even worse, having a grumpy kitty in a carrier who needs to eat, piss, and probably shit, is pretty fucking bad as well.

Ce'st la Vie...right?

What a night- day- exploding semi that caught on fire and may as well have been a small neuclear weapon that got discharged onto the middle of 35.

When the Fat Lady Sings

I am visiting my father for 4th of July, which is nice, I havn't seen him since the dawn of time. He's been globetrotting in the name of business and I've been busy with school, something resembling a nonexistent job and in all honesty, I probably would have visited him sooner if I had had a car. But I dont- lack of transportation means I am stuck in my shit town. I am posting from Tantra, the local coffee shop. I have to say, its pretty hip, yes'm, I did indeedy did just say "pretty hip" but it is, i like the atmosphere of this place, but I like the atmosphere of incense filled-indie friendly-import from the east decorated coffeeshops apparently. 'scute. Right now I am sipping a drink called a "Busy bee" which I will probably try and fail to recreate later, yerba mate, oj, and honey, yum.

Have you ever noticed how some songs can put you into a really strange head space. Some songs do that to me, there was a song that did that about three songs ago, I forgot what it was. Maybe next time I hear one that does that I will write it down, It was the original reason I opened up my blog, because I wanted to jot down the song. Whatev.

Any who, plans for the rest of the day include a possible rodeo, which I can't decide if I am excited or apprehensive about. While I enjoy the country, I am not a country girl, and the last time I went to a rodeo I ended up getting knocked in the face with a fat lady's boobs, hard. Fat ladys boobs hurt in the face.

Plans for the rest of the weekend include a possible market, extortion, reading, outlet malls, a party, and family time. :)

Ciao and happy fourth!