I just found an old document I took notes in my first week in grad school at Texas Tech. Apparently someone said, “This is your Julia Roberts year,” when referring to our first year of grad school?
I also heard, “We are all warriors in the fight against stupidity.”
Found a bunch of photos I took in Texas, too. This includes excellent latte art and this typically massive truck, which also was intended to demonstrate how much space cars kept between each other when stopped at stop lights! It’s insane! Half a car’s length between cars!
Damn, Texas. You were a trip.
At home, stoplights look like this:
In Lubbock, they look like this:
Ehh. There is probably a logical reason for this, but I’ll take two guesses.
- It’s too windy to have vertical lights–they’d fly right off the pole.
- Trucks are so outrageously huge here, that the bottom of the vertical light would be impossible to see. Ever.
How is my energy bill only $19, you ask?
In Lubbock you can get away with not turning on the heat. Sort of.
My weather bug said ALERT this morning. And what warranted this big red box? A “Frost Warning.” For real? I needed to be warned about frost? This place is nuts.
It’s Fall and it’s still hot. Not cool, Texas. I want sweatshirts and lingering chances of snow. I would also like the wind to die down, please and thank you.
I’ve already thrown this up as a Facebook post, but I’ve got to document this fine day in my history. For the first time in my life, I live in a “hotbed of sex.” According to Men’s Health, Lubbock ranks in the nations Top 15 based on census birthrates, STDs, and sales of condoms and sex toys.
Check out the ABC News story. Then find the October issue on newsstands.
I’ve been a Texan for a month now (although my license plate and driver’s license say otherwise. Suck it, system!). A month ago last night I slept on the floor of my living room. Since then, not a whole lot has happened. I’ve been in school for two weeks and I spend 80% of my time watching Netflix while doing homework. It’s not bad, but there are some things I am definitely missing from the homeland.
Family & Friends
Top of the list, no question. Sometimes it’s a bit lonely. But even worse, it’s hard to not be around when you want to be there for someone.
Food: Fong’s, China Place, & Planet Sub
Just, yeah. I missed it if I didn’t have it often enough in Des Moines. So how can I not miss it here?
Panera, Caribou & Grounds
I could use some of my old stomping grounds for quality study space. Coffee, food, and a comfy atmosphere.
Tis’ [almost] the season. And oh do I wish I had some Buccs or Muskies to get rowdy with.
Things that only happen in the fall
Sorority recruitment, Heelan debate, Hawkeye football, and Fall Kill.