What the…?

The Girl and I went to the chiropractor on Friday. I haven’t been in a long time and although Auntie Teacher does a fine job adjusting me, I needed professional help. The new doc took x-rays, put them up, and walked out to get something. I was horrified at what I saw.

What the fuck is that? A safety pin?

This is my spine. When I saw this x-ray I could not figure out what the object in the middle was.  Did a piece of the camera fall off and get lodged in me when I had my upper endoscopy three years ago? Did I swallow something?

When the doc came back in, I inturupted her mid-sentance to ask what the hell that thing was.

“It’s your belly button ring.”

Duh! It never crossed my mind that it could be something on the outside of my body. I is a college kid!

While we are discussing unidentified objects, can someone please tell me what the white stuff is on this Daisy-ish plant?

Thanks, peeps!

See!

I’m back already! Here are some pictures I have taken in the last month or so;

Another Punkin plate

"If it's in stock, we have it"??? That's fucking dumb.

I'll take my dinner to go

MST has the best shirts;

Too Many Dicks On The Dance Floor

This last picture has a story. This story is called “Another Reason Why I Love My Girlfriend.”

We decided to buy a LCD TV. I have wanted one for a very long time, I asked her about it and she was all about it. So we go to Best Buy and talked with the dude (who worked for the cable company, not Best Buy) who helped us pick out the right TV for us. He did not try to sell us something we didn’t need or want. In fact, he saved us a couple of hundred bucks by talking me OUT of something. So, away he goes to get our TV. He came back empty handed and tells us it’s out of stock but goes on to say that they have one that has been returned, a “open box” as they call it.  I am skeptical, to say the least. I ask the guy if I can have a look at it, because you know, I am a TV expert and I will be able to tell if there is anything wrong with it by a simple visual inspection. He opens the box, pulls the TV out and tells me that it still has it’s full warranty.

We’ll take it!

The Girl pays for the TV with her card and roll the thing out the car. While walking through the parking lot, I said to The Girl;

“Did we just pay $209 for this TV?”

“I think so. Yes, we did.” While checking the receipt.

“We gotta go back in there.”

“Yes we do!”

Here is the breakdown; The original price was $699. It was on sale for $599. Because we got the “open box” the price was $490 for a total savings of $209. The kid at the register rang us in at the SAVINGS price.

We go back in, explain to the lady what happened who, because she can’t believe we came back, calls the manager to ask him or her if  “there is anything we can do for them because they came back”. They took another $100 off! On top of that we got a rebate from the cable company! Total price for our 37 inch LCD TV: $350.

My girl not hesitating to do the right thing: Priceless.

Hence, the title of my story.

You thought I chose the title because she let me get the TV, didn’t ya?

I can read the score without my glasses on!

I would like to thank Auntie Teacher for lending me her TV for all these years. I would also like to add that this picture was taken today.

Mr. Chili was at this game!

The Sox won in a extra innings thriller! Unlike last nights game where they blew a 9 run lead and ended up losing 11-10.

The End.

Where Do I Begin?

I have been gone from this space for a long time. Sorry about that. The thing is, with all the school work, I don’t feel much like writing anything extra. My course work for my current class is light so I took some time off from both it and this space. Class resumes in two weeks and my plan is to bang out all the work by this weekend. I’m off from work until Monday, although not by choice. I’ll explain later. So, if you care to know, here is what I have been up to in the last month;

• P-town was awesome. No lie, it is the first time that there has been no drama among my peeps. Probably because I am no longer friends with the dramatic people.
• My current class, Applied Group Dynamics, is not what I expected but interesting.  We have a team project due for the next weekend. We have a theme which we have to research but we are NOT allowed to discuss until the day it is due. My team members freaked out a bit by this. I think it is brilliant! The teacher is forcing us to figure out how to work as a team in a very short amount of time. It’s going to be fun!
• The Girl and I are getting along exceeding well. Dispite the stress in our life with our jobs and our education and the (sometimes) not so great behavior that goes along with said stress, we manage to have great communication and a TON of fun.

I was telling SLM2 about how great it was going and informed her that I was planning on asking her (The Girl, not SLM2) to move in with me in August. SLM2 asked why August to which I stated that August would be 5 months for us and although I planned on waiting longer to ask her, I figured 5 would due. My friend then said; ” Do you think you are ready to live with her now?”

“Without a doubt!”

“Then why are you waiting until August?”

“It’s the principle of it. I always rush into things and it doesn’t work out.”

“You have already waiting longer than you have in the past! Principle! Your waiting on principle but you’re ready to live with her now! Jesus Christ, ask the woman to move in with you already!”

“You know what man? You’re right! I’m going to ask her!”

“It’s about fucking time!”

• To be sure, I decided to run it by someone I knew would ask me questions that maybe I hadn’t thought through. I called Chili, she was unable to take my call. Drastic times call for drastic measures so I called Mr. Chili. Mr. Chili is a researcher. God love him, but it takes him FOREVER to make  decisions. He needs to know every detail, compare, and sit with the facts before he makes a move. Usually this applies to major purchases like cars and TV’s but he ALWAYS ways the pro’s and cons of a thing before making a decision. As a result, I trust him with big decisions and although I don’t call him for help often, I know without a doubt he will always point me in the right direction. So, I call him up, tell him where I’m at with The Girl and what I’m thinking. He suggested that I spend 5 full days in a row with her first and see how that goes. I tell him we have already done that, went great. He takes that in then says; “You know Auntie, you haven’t lived with a partner for a long time. You are set in your ways and she’s going to do things that may bug you but you’re going to have to learn to bend.” I told him I understood that and I feel like we both were doing a great job of meeting in the middle. I then told him a story that  The Girl asked me not to share on this space (I don’t know why, it’s a wicked fucking funny story that involves veggies) to prove that I am much more easy going than I used to be. His response? “Do it! You love each other and are happy. There’s no reason to wait.” When it comes to love, Mr. Chili is all business.
• I asked The Girl to move in, she said yes.
• Work, school, and moving = more stress. All things considered, we did a great job and had a reasonably smooth move. (Smooth move. That just made me chuckle!) We make a great team, me and The Girl!
• I would like to take a moment to give  a HUGE shout out to her bro-in-law. He very happily loaded her couch into his big SUV, sat in traffic for about an hour, and lugged the thing up the stairs with me .  The whole thing took MUCH longer than it should have. I asked him if his wife was going to be upset. He said no and just as he did, she called. Not 3 seconds later, The Girl called me. After we hung up with our respected women he said; “Do you think they planned that?”  He stuck around for pizza (which he wouldn’t let me buy), beer, and conversation. I am profoundly grateful for his help and  I thoroughly enjoyed his company.
• As you may remember, the grant ran out for the program for which I worked. Although I had many job offers, none were panning out for one reason or another. I was, although I know that I will always be ok, getting very worried. Yesterday was my last day and I still had no job secured. My phone rings at 10, I am told to make some calls, I interview at 9:30 this morning and I get the job. I’ll spare you the details but I will say that between the hours of (I think) 5pm on Monday and 10am on Tuesday a series of events took place that resulted in a position being open. My new boss told me today that she asked “everyone I could” about me and all the feedback she got was good. Officially, I was unemployed for 2.5 hours. Although the company already paid out all my earned time off, I do not have to start from scratch. I can tell already I am going to enjoy working for my new boss. She appears to be very smart, no nonsense, extremely good to her employees, and willing to teach me anything and everything I want to learn about the job. So, I am now a Comprehensive Risk Counselor. Basically what I will be doing is HIV education and prevention to at risk women. The new Boss told me she doesn’t expect me to have clients for a bit and she would give me plenty of time to recruit the ten she wants me to have. I told her I could have ten by the end of the day. She lit up. My plan is to spend my first two days becoming an expert on HIV then get right to work with clients. Good stuff.
• I missed posting about a bunch of birthdays while I was away. Punkin, Mr. Chili, Boss, and Little Boss all turned one year wiser. Happy late birthday!
• There is more, but I am getting tired of typing and I need to got to the market. More to come soon, I promise!