Let's take the train to anywhere...

Okay, so I am back. The play is over. My nights are free (for the most part). Awesome!

This weekend was great! Thank you to everyone who came to see the play. Emily, Grant, and Trevor drove in from Dallas/Ft. Worth to see it, and some of you even saw it multiple times (Ashley, Cliff, Toby, Miles). You all are troopers! Thank you.

Saturday was awesome! Grant and I ate at La Popular for breakfast. My mother and grandmother made an incredible meal for us for lunch. Later in the afternoon, Grant and I played disc golf in the crazy Texas heat; he's really good...I pretty much suck. His GPS system broke or I would have forced him to partake in a little Geocaching. Saturday night was the show and my entire family...along with Grant and his sister and her husband...and several friends showed up. The audience was awesome, so it made the show all the more exciting! After the show, Grant's sister made us dessert over at her house, and then it was over to Ashley's for cocktails and a little Bear City, Bear Bear City. Good times. Sunday was our final show and strike, so it's officially over...forever. I miss seeing those guys (and Carrie) every night, but at least now I can actually focus on my school work. I would like to graduate eventually.

Anyway, I just found out I have a 7 page paper due Monday. That shouldn't be too big of a deal, however, I am leaving on Thursday for the weekend. Thursday night Grant and I are going to the Weezer/Foo Fighters concert in Dallas, and then Friday we are off to College Station for the weekend. It should be a pretty crazy time. There are like 12 people staying in the house we are staying at: all of his ex-roommates, plus their cousins and their cousins cousins...or something like that. It should be a lot of fun, and I am sure I will have plenty of stories to share when I get back.

On a ridiculous note, last night I was panicking because I had to edit stories for The Brand and send them in immediately because this weekend (when I usually edit) was so chaotic and I had no time. So, I go up to The Brand office where I am confronted with this man from out of nowhere. He tries to seem all authoritative and he's like, "Umm...yes...these are the changes we want to see on this article. I have circled sections...see, like this one, no. This other one...no. We can't say that because it implies things about the administration. We can't say this because it kind of points a finger...but I have written something at the end here that we could say...so, make these changes." Okay, first off...who are you?! Secondly, there was a speech in the play about our freedom of expression, especially on HSU campus, that makes what you are saying to me come across as extremely ironic. Thirdly, seriously?! Fourthly...implies? Points a finger? Good. It's a freaking op-ed piece. The writer should be able to express his/her thoughts...the writer didn't name drop and the facts were true so stop trying to cover your ass and let this go to print. God forbid we have anything edgy to say. God forbid we make any statement that could be taken in any other way than safe and completely PC. I was just like, why do I work for these people?! I mean, when writers can't speak their minds...what's the point. I wanted to say, hey...why don't you just write every article and edit it yourself. Then it will be the most boring paper ever...oh, wait a minute.

Song I am currently listening to:

"Don't Ever" by Missy Higgins

Let's take the train to anywhere.
I wanna feel the wind in my hair with you.
Let's tell them all, that soon they'll know
how very wrong they were to think we'd never go,
and if you tell me yours I'll tell you mine.
And we will clean the cobwebs out of one another's minds.

Don't ever say you've tried to leave me in this life.
Don't ever say you've tried for the last time.

We'll get a house where the trees hang low and pretty little flowers
on our window sill will grow.
We'll make friends with the milk man and the butcher Mr. Timms
will give us discounts when he can,
and if you tell me yours I'll tell you mine.
And we will clean the cobwebs out of one another's minds.

Don't ever say you've tried to leave me in this life.
Don't ever say you've tried for the last time.

Don't ever say you've tried to leave me in this life .
Don't ever say you've tried to leave me in this life.
Don't ever say you've tried for the last time....