The Checklist

The last two weeks were exactly what I needed. I had a few crazy fun nights in norcal, vegas, and LA and can now return to my stressful and boring life without regret. It's sort of crunch time as far as school and the job hunt go... but I am stoked to get the rest of my life started.

On another note, I think I finally know what I want in a serious boyfriend:

1. college-educated and motivated
2. punctual, honest, non-flakey, and answers the phone or returns my calls promptly
3. interested in football, wine or beer, and poker (golf is a bonus)
4. physically active and taller than me
5. outdoorsy (a desire to travel is also hot)
6. sarcastic and funny
7. isn't afraid to talk about stuff and doesn't act like an emotional teenage girl
8. compliments me sparingly and knows when to be comforting
9. capable of making trivial decisions (like where to eat dinner)
10. low maintenence
11. enjoys my cooking and thoughtful surprises
12. a good kisser and such

I dont actually think finding a potential suitor (my age) who passes the checklist is probable...

Home Again

So the other day was very weird. I know I say I have weird days often… but I actually do. So I wake up and drive to the auto body shop ‘cause that guy rear-ended me. On the way I pass through ‘Little Ethiopia’. I would have never imagined there would be a little Ethiopia… very strange. I get to the body shop and the guy tells me 1.5 hours. It takes more like 3 hours, but during that time I am observing the body shop. I notice the bottled water they supplied, their license, and the security cameras, are all displaying my birthday (not the current date). It was very weird. I leave for my trip home much later than anticipated. This gas station I always stop at had moved. The new location was having a giant opening day celebration… since when do gas stations have opening day celebrations??! There was a radio station and some food place there… and they comped the energy drink I was going to buy… it was so strange.

But eventually I made it home and we had the awesome annual party. It’s about 3am and everyone just left. I love my parent’s house (especially the spa tub and heated flooring) and am enjoying being here… even if it's a little boring at times.

Resolution Ammendment

I've decided that in addition to giving up liquor, I am also giving up drama regarding the male sex. I am just not going to deal with it. I am not going to care that whenever I run into PhDreamy I look unkempt and stammer like an idiot. I am not going to deal with guy friends that act weird and aren't upfront and honest with me. I am not going to put forth the effort required to show my roomate how much of an asshole he is 80% of the time we interact. Considering my stress level at school and how much I hate LA, my happiness is approaching a very tolerable and healthy level.

Back to finals studying...

The Best EVER

Saturday was the best day of my life; it will be difficult for my wedding to top it. Saturday UCLA beat USC for the first time in 8 years! I was with some awesome friends at a bar, sharing a room with USC fans. They refused to believe I was from California, since I have an 'accent', which was weird. Everything was friendly until the 4th quarter, when they stopped talking to us. They got worried. Woah, we may actually win this game. I was in complete disbelief until the clock was at zero and we ran downstairs to celebrate with tons of other Bruins. A few days earlier I had told a USC reporter that this was my 6th year at UCLA and it was time for us to beat 'SC. Oh, and I totally said that Cowan should start. We have had a disappointing season, but this is worth it (and now we are ranked 25th in BCS). I left the bar crying tears of joy. It was amazing. The trip to westwood was fun; we saw a fire and were filmed 8-clapping and being roudy outside a campus bar. Liter beers + yelling at the tv whenever highlights come on = fun times.

I said during the game I would consider getting my Phd at UCLA if we won... but that probably won't happen. School is miserable these days. I am sick and my toe still hurts and I have an impossible amount of work to do this week. I feel like I am constantly disappointing my professors, and if you know me well, you know I put more than enough pressure on myself. 10 days til break... I love christmastime and can't wait to actually enjoy it.

Netflix update: Numb3rs is an amazing show (up there with House and Grey's). This week I will learn why men choose the simple girls (the way we were).