A day in the port.

So today Lindy, Stephanie and I went to Portsmouth to have some lunch and walk around the downtown area. It was in all respects, a good time. The weather was fantastic, the food was good. The only problem was I was extremely tired. More than usual. I was at that tired point where talking is too much of a task so you just think things in your head and wish that people could hear your thoughts so you didn't have to speak. Anyway, this guy approaches us on the street with a discman and tells us that he wants a moment of our time to promote his band. I was yelling at him in my head saying, "No I don't want to listen to your garage band and put those dirty headphones on my ears! GROSS." But instead, all i did was stare dumbly. Unfortunately at the time, it was about all I could manage. Stephanie finally said that we were in a hurry and couldn't listen to his discman. After we got into the car I promptly fell into one of those tortured sleeps where you have all these crazy dreams where weird things happen to you. So except for the crazy band member and the tortured sleep, I call the afternoon in Portsmouth a success.

ugh

so i have been avoiding something all semester: finishing speech class. I never took speech, and I found myself a senior and in desperate need of those credit hours. so what do i do? I take the proficiency test. I pass the proficiency test.However, you also have to write 2 five minutes speeches and video tape yourself delivering them. Oh joy of all joys. Well, guess what. I haven't done that yet. And I find myself sitting here at my computer thinking: "I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this." I hate writing speeches...why do you think I avoided taking the class? At any rate, I want to graduate in twenty five days more than I abhore writing these ridiculous speeches. So alas, here I go.

Family Fun

Ok, it's been a long while since I have had anything to say. Actually, I check my blog and others often, it is just usually by the time I am done reading everyone else's blogs I have lost the motivation to update my own. Ah well....
Anyway, this last week my Dad was here to visit me in Manchester. I was really thankful that he got to come visit and be here for Easter, and get the opportunity to see where I have been living and working for the last three months. We traveled all around the central Vermont area visiting old family friends and relatives (i'm originally from Vermont). It was a good chance to visit people that I only get to see every few years.
Speaking of my Dad: He's is a gifted engineer and mechanic. He's a real "meat and potatos" kind of guy. He can fix anything, take anything apart and put it back together, he loves to build things. Well, last week I took him to Pickety Place for lunch. Pickety Place is a quaint restaraunt in NH that serves five course gourmet lunches. They grow all their own herbs, everything is made from scratch and is very tastey. So the waitress comes out with our entree and starts to explain what the different herbs on the plate are (they give you several sprigs of different kinds of herbs to season your food to your liking). The waitress leaves and my dad promptly removes all the herbs and says, "I don't eat shrubs." Now despite the fact that my dad is at home knee deep in grease and car oil he also possess a lot of class. So to hear him mumble, "I don't eat shrubs" was a bit of shock. Although a funny one. Only my Dad would associate "shrubs" with gourmet food. Ah, I love my Dad! (by the way, he really did like the food!)

Video Rental Mayhem

Why, why, why do people ever think that going to the video store with a large group of people will ever result in something good? I am here to tell you right now, that it absolutely cannot. Inevitalbly this is what happens: We wander around for a good twenty minutes picking up every video case, reading the back, and saying to one of our many friends in attendance, "hey, how about this one?" When the person says "no, i happen not to like that movie", then the process is repeated with another title from the shelf. This is a vicious cycle...and I beg all of you to help stop it! It is impossible to get in and get out of the video store in less than twenty minutes. Almost no one leaves completely satisfied....and it is just more than I can handle some days. Please people, when you are driving past the video store with a group of people and feel the urge to stop...Just say NO!