some doozies.

i just don't know where to start. it's been a hell of week...and it ain't over either. first, i would like to apologize to my friends and family. i have a great desire to talk to everyone at least once a week, and while i have been able to do this for a while, it's getting increasingly harder. though our conversations may become fewer or farther in between, know that i still want to talk to you and have you in my life. the blog is merely a way to entertain and keep you filled in when it has been a little while. that said...here is a (long, i expect) entry about the craziness that has been and is to come in my new home of stillwater, oklahoma.

let's start with friday night. weekends in my life are, let's just say....not my favorite. this is because my roommates lead a social life different than i am use to (or comfortable with) and while i am still making friends, i often have nothing to do on the weekends except join them. on this friday night, we go to the bars. not unusual. my roommate meets some military guys..still not unusual. he gets her number and we're going to tailgate with them on saturday. nothing major.

saturday..boys pick us up. they're actually pretty nice guys. offer us their food, show us the ropes of osu game day. then...4 military boys from a previous bar encounter meet up with us. for some reason, we leave the nice boys and go with these guys. we "tailgate"...aka drink out of the back of their jeep. (insert: we randomly were positioned right next to a huge group of boys that i just met at house church. don't know them very well. and it was pretty hilarious to go talk to them when i had a beer..which i was fake drinking so my roommate wouldn't make me take shots...what are the chances)

then we go to my favorite place in all of stillwater....joe's. this is sarcasm, people. i hate joe's. and i really hate joe's on game day. so as these boys (that's being generous, i'm not a big fan of any of them) are rude and slimey, and they make fun of my fanny pack repeatedly...and i want to go home. as i get dragged around to other bars, i finally text my mom to get a number for a cab. thankfully another one of the girls with us wanted to leave too. best 13 bucks i ever spent.

pretty soon my roommate comes home and brings the boys. are you freaking kidding me. thankfully they decide they are going to oklahoma city to party. it's like 10pm and OKC is about an hour away. but whatever.

**Normally I would leave out this story because it's not that funny, it's just full of complaining..BUT it is important for the next day...

Sunday. Sunday not so fun day. My roommate is home and had gotten in from OKC around 3:00am. another one of the interns went with them and had come back to stillwater with my roommate, but the guy who drove them was supposed to take her home. (she's from new york, so i'll just call her nyc). so nyc's car and cell phone are at our house. my roommates and i keep talking about how we should really go to her apartment since she has no car or phone and she doesn't know anyone in town except for us. around 1:00, we finally go over there...but...she isn't there.

strange. we get a little nervous. we keep calling the boys she was with. the one who drove isn't answering. his friend is annoyed with us and is not helping. these boys live in enid, oklahoma...where the base is, about an hour away. we don't know if he brought her home, if she was in enid, or if she was missing. and no one would help. so we track down his commander's phone number..and we call the cops. over-reaction? i don't freaking care...i take this seriously!

well fast forward through several hours of worrying. the driver finally calls. he tells us that he just dropped nyc off at our house (we are at her apartment) and we fill him in on the fact that the cops have been called, and his boss. and he's freaking pissed. he comes to where we are. and now we are all waiting for nyc. we do so for about an hour and she finally pulls up, having no idea what's going on. we get it all cleared up and it was all for a stupid reason... nyc didn't have her apartment key and didn't realize it until she was out of our neighborhood..we live in a gated community..so she couldn't get back in and had no phone to call. she went back to enid and slept on his couch. ugh!!! so anyway..one of my all time least favorite weekends.

BUT. that's right. i'm not done. i hope you have time.

monday comes around. i go to my new job for the first day. i am working as the tutor coordinator at university academic services. i'm in charge of all the scheduling for the tutor program. it pays well, everyone is super friendly, and it's just organizing..which i love. i'm there for about 2 hours, and my boss calls me into her office. she just happen to get ahold of the registrar and got them to consider my position as a graduate teaching assistantship, which qualifies me for IN STATE TUTION. holy cow!!!!!!!!!!! this just went from worst weekend ever, to best friggin' day ever! there are still "kinks" to work out and i'm not sure if i'll get it for this semster, or next semester, or what. but how freaking great is that?!

but now this job is taking up a LOT of my time. and class really picked up this week. an essay test, a research paper outline, a cycle menu, an exam module, you get the picture. so, again, i'm sorry for not calling as much this week. and i must stop here because no one wants to read any further.

except maybe sara because she's at work and it's 7am.