I've seen a lot of tweets and Facebook updates this morning about people starting school.
It snuck up on me, really. I thought it would feel incredibly strange, you know, not school shopping or signing up for classes or any of that, but I didn't even realize summer was nearing its end yet. I'm still wearing shorts, walking around without a jacket on, and gearing up for my trip to the Bahamas next week (more on that later [like later this week]).
I guess I'm so far removed from the college life now (everyone I live with has graduated already) that it's not even on my radar. That's... bizarre. I thought it would feel weirder, but maybe it takes a little longer. For right now, I am still loving the post-collegiate life, and not really feeling nostalgic for books, school buses, pens or pencils of any kind.
And I have strawberry cheesecake on a plate right beside me. So, you know.
So I'm sitting upstairs with Eia, hanging out in my bedroom and looking up old female powerhouse pop hits from our youth, when I hear Paul come in the house downstairs. Justin's sitting in the living room and after closing the door behind him, Paul just stops dead in his tracks.
"What, no Buffy? What is this?"
Justin looks up from his work he's doing on his laptop looking incredibly proud. "See? SEE PAUL?"
He smirked. "It's like I walked into the wrong house or something."
I then storm down the stairs yelling, "Paul! Hey. I don't like your tone!"
He looks at me and says, "All I'm saying, is that my exgirlfriend started watching Buffy her sophomore year of college and actually stopped going to class. It happens."
"Paul, clearly I'm not going to let that happen. I don't even have class."
"That sounds like something an addict would say."
I hmph at him and retort, "I don't think you're viewing this situation correctly. You could be walking in on us snorting coke or something in the living room every day. It could be much worse."
"Yeah," Paul mused. "You could be watching 7th Heaven."
Now I am contemplating how to spend my evening, as I edited two videos today (that's twice as many as I set out to!) so I am hereby giving myself the night off when it comes to doing productive things. I also sold a bunch of my old books at Half Price Books (for $7 total, thanks a lot stupid store) and went to the bank.
Speaking of my bank, they of course did not fail to make me smile again today when I stopped in. After depositing my check, the guy that was helping me said, "Here is your receipt, and here is your lifesaver." Then he slid me a bright red lifesaver candy. Amazing. Guys. This bank. I can't even convey how much I love going there. Every time it's something new.
Question for today's comments section - what are some awesome goofy songs from your childhood? Eia and I are having a hard time thinking of any beyond, like, songs from Josie and the Pussycats or my Sailor Moon soundtrack.
Last google search: "cooking a baked potato in the microwave" <-- Yes, I am that lazy.
Chipotle burritos: 18
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