Friday, March 02, 2007

i'll take "things i'd never thought i'd hear myself say" for $400, alex

As the snow continues to fall here in good old Mad City, I've started to come to a realization.

I want to move to Texas.

Why would anyone that has spent their whole life living dreaming of living in the northeast (or Chicago) ever even remotely consider moving to the Lone Star State?

Well...yeah, okay, my parents live there. More importantly, I'd like to think I could move back in with my parents and live relatively cheaply while I try to pay off my $160,000 in loans on a $35,000/year salary. And since on that salary I couldn't afford my Cubs games, I may as well be as far away as I can get to avoid the temptation of enjoying a sunny Saturday at Wrigley.

It's warm there most of the year. Today, my mother sent me yet another "hey, guess what - I got sunburned this week!" message - just her way of letting me know that she thinks it's hilarious that I'm stuck under a foot of snow loves me. Apparently.

And since I haven't mentioned it in a while...decent Mexican food. Edible Mexican food. Mexican food that was cooked by Mexicans that came across the border illegally a week ago - not a year ago. (And yes - only 27 days until I go to Texas for spring break, and Mexican food will be the first thing I eat after my grandparents go back to New York.)

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Sunday, December 17, 2006

this may seriously cut into my sitting-around time

There's a lot on the agenda, now that the "Eating Mexican Food Cooked by Real Mexicans that Came Over the Border Illegally Last Week" countdown is at 4 days, 15 hours, and about 10 minutes.

-Take Biz Orgs final (hopefully I'll get more than 2.5 hours' sleep before this one)
-Buy birthday card for grandmother
-Write out Christmas Cards
-Mail birthday and Christmas Cards
-Kill Germans any way I can (by shooting Nazis in Call of Duty 2. Come to think of it, the fact that I find this game ridiculously therapeutic is probably a problem requiring serious psychiatric help.)
-Put away laundry that I did last Monday while studying for Con Law final
-Buy cheese curds to take to Texas
-Do dishes that have been sitting in sink since...well, let's just say that carbon dating may be involved to answer that one.
-Clean out moldy food in fridge
-Pay as many January bills as possible
-Watch entire first seasons of "Heroes" and "Friday Night Lights" that I have TiVoed
-Study for International Law final
-Take (and probably fail) International Law final (why, oh why, did I take this class?!?!)
-Shred the dozen piles of mail lying around my living room so they don't catch fire while I'm away
-Turn off TiVo season passes for "General Hospital" and "Angel" so that my TiVo doesn't fill up while I'm gone
-Pack for month-long vacation
-Clean bathroom so that I don't return to find a sink full of spiders this year.
-Find flip flops to wear (1) to the airport in defiance of stupid "take shoes off" regulations that people seem to think really stop terrorism, and (2) for the first three weeks of vacation, until I make it to Richmond...and even then, I can't promise that I'll wear shoes.*
-Pick out DVDs to watch on the plane - preferably ones that will lead to the most disapproving stares from fellow passengers.

But before I get to all that...I think I'm gonna go take a nap.


*Now that I think about it...does anyone know if those airline liquid restrictions are still in place? I'd like to know if I need to somehow become a camel between now and Thursday morning, since I consume about 70oz of liquid during any one flight in order to avoid airsickness.

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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

i (still) need a taco

It's that time of year again...the end of the semester is quickly approaching. This means that my trip to Austin is a now-visible light at the end of the foul-smelling 800-mile tunnel that is law school.

32 days, 2 hours, and 11 minutes until I am once again eating Mexican food that was cooked by an immigrant that came across the border illegally the week before.

I know that there are Mexican restaurants here in Madison...and apparently, one of them may not completely blow. However, I am convinced that only Matt's El Rancho can cure my post-exam ills.

Actually, maybe those ills could be cured by more cowbell.

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