The Weekend Is Nearing.

Tomorrow is Friday. Actually today is really early Friday. This week has been okay; although I miss Shane like crazy.

I have my midterm exam in Grammar tomorrow. I have a response paper to hand in tomorrow for Lit, as well. Tomorrow is officially the last day of and midterms I have to take this semester. It's exciting. However, the end of midterms only means one thing - the coming of the dreaded Finals. *terrible screams echo off of stony alley walls...and more scary things...*

If any of you have access to my MySpace or my Facebook profile please take a look at my new photos from Fall Break. Both albums are labeled Fall Break '07. I think there's some pretty great pictures.

Anyway, I hope everyone has a great weekend and great upcoming last week of October.

Afterward...

I just got back from North Platte. Last night on my way home my "Low Engine Coolant" light came on so I turned around and went back to North Platte to get some of that stuff. :) Actually Shane got it and put it in my car. He's so sweet. By the time that got done, though, I was tired and just stayed there another night. Woke up early this morning and hit the interstate again. My car was fine.

I think Shane is going to try to come down here this weekend - maybe Saturday until Sunday night. I hope.

Just Try and Make Me.

I don't want to go back to Kearney tonight. I know I have been here for four days, but it only feels like four hours - at most.

I woke up this morning dreading the coming evening. It's sad. Shane is in class right now - I hope he'll come home for lunch again. Not like we have anything but leftovers. And I really hope they get out of class early like they did yesterday.

Well, I guess there's nothing for me to do except take a shower and walk downtown for some coffee.

So maybe I am an addict.

Weekend Over.

The weekend may be over, but it is still Fall Break.

I'll be in North Platte until tomorrow evening probably.

This is how the weekend played out: I got here Friday night and picked up the house until two in the morning and then I went to bed. Saturday I woke up and waited for Shane to get back from work. He was home earlier that he said he might be. We went to Movie Gallery and rented three movies to watch. They were all good movies. I made us mini-pizzas for lunch - they were really good but filling. We got ice cream for dessert but we didn't eat it. We took a nap at 5ish, until around 8. We got up went back to Walmart and stopped at Wendy's for supper. We came back to the house and ate our Wendy's and watched the last of the three movies we rented.

We went to bed around midnight that night. Yesterday, so far, was one of the greatest "normal" days I've spent with Shane. We had plans to go to church in the morning with his friend Marcello, but he never let us know what time church started, never called at all, so we just slept in until noon. Almost a full twelve hours of sleep - that doesn't happen too often. We got up and went to Walmart again so Shane could get the stuff he needed to make me dinner. Meatloaf! It turned out delicious!!! He also made au gratin taters and corn for the sides. While at Walmart this time I bought us some Oreos - I thought we could crunch them up and put them on our ice cream for dessert. Guess what. We still didn't have ice cream last night! Okay I skipped ahead and missed one of the best parts! That coffee house I mentioned in my previous post...well, he took me there and bought me a latte. It was so sweet! He even tried it!!! Anyway...the reason we didn't get ice cream last night...while he was making dinner he asked me to tell him some parts of the book I'm writing and I asked him if he had any thoughts or suggestions. After we got done eating he wanted to go for a walk, so we drove out to Cody Park and walked around. He started rattling off all these ideas I should have in my book. I loved all of them! He is so good at making up stories - I had no idea. Anyway, we came back to the house so I could grab my notebook to take notes. We just drove around for awhile as he kept coming up with more ideas.

We get back last night and hung out for a bit. He had some homework to finish before his class this morning so he did that while I watched The Lost Boys - I needed to watch it because I'm making reference to it in my book. Cheesy, I know.

All yesterday I was doing laundry, it was nice. Today we're getting new screen doors put in so I had to wake up. I'm going to do the dishes that Shane said he would do last night. And I probably should pick up the house again. You would think the house is too tiny to get too messy. Ha!...it's bad.

I don't know when Shane is going to be done with his class. Hopefully not too late. I'm thinking about making him dinner tonight but I don't think we have anymore room in the fridge for leftovers! It's a pretty small fridge.

Well I'm off to do the dishes!

Where's The Coffee?

I want to preface this entry by saying I am NOT a coffee-addict as some people might think. (Shane...who else?)

Anyway, this weekend I will be going to North Platte to spend some much-needed quality time with Shane. Shane does not drink coffee. The house does not yet have a coffee maker in it. I do not want to take the time to pack my coffee maker up to take with me for just a couple of days. So, where will I get my coffee in the morning? This is very unnerving for me. I might just lose it.

I did notice that there is a little coffee shop a few blocks away from the house. I wonder if they deliver.

Let's hope they do. If not...well, I don't want to know what will happen.

A Secret.

I have a dirty little secret. Actually it's not dirty - it' s black. And it is actually very little. You don't get to know. I just thought it would be fun to make you curious. Did it work? Sorry.

I have hit another brick wall as it comes to my story. My "train" of thought is too crushed to back up and go a different direction.

Ya know, know that I think about that phrase "I've lost my train of thought" I feel like I should analyze it and make sure it makes sense. I've been doing this lately with things that involve trains - poor Shane, he has to put up with this.

Okay...obviously trains are big, massive even, and very hard to lose. So that definition is already out the window (that is, if a lost train could fit through a window.) A train could make a big boo-boo and fall off the tracks (that of course wouldn't be the train's fault, but rather the people inside) - I guess this could relate to thought. You're thinking, thinking, thinking, NOT thinking. Sometimes the thought process just stops. Buuut, a train doesn't just "stop" they slow down and slow down some more and slow down some more...and finally the quit moving - so I guess that's out, too. Usually when you "lose your train of thought" it's because you are interrupted and forgot what it was you were talking about, correct? Trains go forward and that is it. They can be turned around, yes, but with much work about it. If a train has to be switched to a different track it continues going forward but it slightly veers to either the right or the left, that is all. I don't think the statement "I've lost my train of thought" is appropriate. It should be "My train of thought has veered slightly to the left and I have changed my mind about my previous argument." Now, doesn't that sound better?

I'm going to finish my coffee and ponder over more figures of speech. Good bye.

My Fish.

Yoda is doing just fine. He is annoying and spastic but I love him and he's entertaining.

Bubs is not doing well. A a couple weeks ago I noticed that his beautiful dark red scales were turning a dirty brown color and that the little bit of green on his tail fin was fading into a disgusting yellow. I also noticed that his eyes were bubbly. That's the only way I know to describe his eyes. They weren't normal. His gills are turning pale as if he isn't getting enough circulation to them. He's not at moody or as playful as he usually is. He just hangs out right under the surface of his water. When I put in food in the morning he swims around like he's going to get it but he never does. I'm starting to think he's having trouble seeing it. Just now he's started swimming around but it's not a graceful betta-fish swim; it's choppy and looks forced. All of his food ends up on the bottom of his bowl uneaten. He's either sick and going to die from whatever he has, or he's going to starve to death. Because he's a fish there's really nothing I can do until he dies.

I wish he'd get better. It might sound silly, but please pray for my fishie to get better. He's a pretty cool fish and I know you'd love him if you saw him. Thanks.

I Am Writing Again!

I pulled out my story again today. I figured it was about time to start working on that again if I ever want to get it published someday. I have written about five new pages tonight (once they're typed.)

I'm excited about how it's turning out. I wish that Shelly and I could get together to make our halves of the book unite, but unfortunately we just don't really have the time. I think it might happen that we go our separate ways on this book and make it two books. And then later, in the future, we'll get together and write a different book together! A very awesome book...with pages and everything!

I wish my story was done so I could let people read it, but it's not. At least I can enjoy it right?

Anyway, wish me luck - I'll need it to finish this dang thing. Love you all!

A Rainy Monday Morning.

It is hard to wake up when the sky is still dark and there is a mist in the air. The cold draft sneaking through your window eases you back under the covers and your eyes snap back together and lock. Somehow the key gets lost and magically your alarm clock gets turned off.

Then your coffee maker kicks on and the fresh aroma of Irish Creme tickles your nose and you're drug out of your cozy blanket haven. Shivering, you pour a cup of the delicious warmness from the pot and savor the slow spreading warmth through your body as you take tiny sips so as not to burn your mouth.

This was my morning. I'm still cold and my blankets are calling to me.

Right now I'm watching A Baby Story on Discovery Health. I love these kind of shows. They're bad for me to watch, though. After I watch them I really just want to go up to North Platte, get married, and start having babies. Who can blame me though? I meant to be a mommy!

I hope everyone's Monday is warm, cuddly, and fun!

Coffee and Cookies.

I always used to think my Grandpa was silly to dunk his cookies in his coffee. But I've found that it is actually quite wonderful! It's just like milk only hot and the coffee taste only adds greatness to the cookie taste!

It's Friday and I've come to terms with the fact that I may never have a real weekend again.

What?

I have absolutely no motivation to do anything! I don't want to go to class, do my homework, or go to work even though I really need the money. I've been making myself get up at around 8:30 every morning and by the time noon comes around I'm completely dead tired again and just want to go to bed. I don't know. Maybe it's just the change of the seasons.

How is everyone else doing?

Our New House.

I'm in North Platte again this weekend. But there's something special about this weekend.

We moved Shane into our house. I, of course, won't be moving in for awhile...but it's great to have a house!!!

It's small, but we don't need much room. I think it's very cute and we can make it look cuter! I'm very excited!!! I'll post pictures of our place later - maybe I should take some pictures first. What d'ya think? :)

Almost One-Hundred.

This is my 99th post.

I am still having problems trying to accomplish what I want with my life - rather, our life. Shane and I are starting to plan our future together and there are some people trying to stand in our way. No, not trying, they are in the way.

I just wish I had the freedom to tell them what I really want and feel without them giving me the guilt trip and making me hate myself. I don't think it's supposed to work that way.

Please, pray for me. I really need it.

To all: a wonderful week!