Fast, Fast Week

Ok, I've got a serious question. And I'm really serious here... is it truly that hard to not pee on the toilet seat?! Or better yet, if you DO pee on the toilet seat, is it really that hard to tear off a little piece of TP and wipe it off?! I mean, c'mon! I feel like this has happened to me several times this week, and frankly I don't appreciate it.

In other news, I'm officially 23, and have been so for a whole four days now. I had a very lovely weekend and felt very much like a big city girl the whole time.

My hair cut was fabulous. I have bangs now. My mother didn't even notice until I said something, even though she knew I was getting bangs, and then she was kind of like "oh, yeah I just didn't think about it." Love you, Mom! (She knows I'm just picking on her! "JOHN!") The salon made me feel very taken care of, very pampered. I wore a robe over my clothes and then that smock that they put on you, I was offered a variety of refreshments several times, and was asked if I was doing ok often. I felt like I was in an exclusive place that only city people go. It was fun, but at the same time weird because I'm not used to that at all. Could probably get used to it though, just not the prices. Luckily, Will charged me the same that he did when he cut my hair in Champaign, and no, I didn't ask how much a regular hair cut there would be. Should have though... anywho, I love my hair and it just has enough of a change, like I was talking about last time.

Saw Valentine's Day with Whitney. Thought it was super cute. Saturday, I picked up Tim. Checked into our hotel, the Conrad, downtown, which also made me feel city-like. He gave me my birthday/Valentine's present, which is a key necklace that I wanted from Tiffany's. Complete surprise. Went to dinner at an Italian restaurant called Coco Pazzo with Whitney, MariKate, Erinn, and Ryan. Then went out to a club/bar called Social 25. Tim's cousin, Mike, and his girlfriend, Kelly, met us out there. It was nice to meet them. And then another sorority sister of mine that I was close with and I hadn't seen in six months, Gallopagos (as we call her, her last name is Gallegos), came out too! So it was very nice. Valentine's Day, all Tim and I did really was eat! At least that's what I felt like. We got lunch at Gibson's and both had filet sliders... delish... then walked around Michigan Ave., went back to the hotel, he passed out, and I just sat there... got ready for dinner, and then went to dinner at the Signature Room on the 95th floor of the Hancock Building. It was very, very lovely. Monday (my birthday!), we drove out to Park Ridge to say hi to Erinn's parents and then went to lunch with Erinn and Ryan, drove back to Decatur (where we were stuck in traffic for an hour and a half... ugh!), and then had dinner in Decatur with my Mom and Dad, my cousin, Shelly, her fiance, Tom, and her 6 kids, and then family friends, Jim and Faye. The whole weekend was very, very lovely, and I thank all who were a part of it. And again, yay for four day weekends! It was uber tough coming back to work on Tuesday, for many reasons...

This week has flown by so fast... and I really don't appreciate that a single bit.

Yesterday, a plane was crashed into a building in Austin that I have driven by countless times throughout my visits. Pretty shocking. What's nothing short of a miracle is how in a building with approximately 200 workers and an explosion of that size, only 13 were injured and two were killed, one being the pilot. That's just amazing. The loony toon posted a manifesto of sorts on a website, which can be readily found now by a google search, and he describes his woes against the government, why he did this, etc. I read the document and the guy was just fed up and believed that after years of trying to get his point across to people, the only answer was violence. I clearly do not believe violence is the answer and the intention to mass murder innocent people is despicable, but it makes you question what drove this nut job to do such a thing where he felt like it was his last resort, and if he has some points. Either way, crazy stuff. And I'm just so thankful that what could have been hundreds was only a few. My thoughts and prayers go out to those affected.

Add another loony toon... Elton John... who claims that Jesus was gay. Hey, Elton, ever heard of blasphemy?!

That will be it for this post, I suppose. I feel like I have much more to write about, but I will digress for now.

My stomach is starting to get into even bigger knots...
One week until I lose my wisdom... teeth.