"So if I go left on 136th, it'll take me all the way to the interwebz?....INTERSTATE I mean."

We don't have cable at our house; none of us are home consistently enough to catch any of the shows we watch as they air, nor am I around to watch any news but CNN or FOX (Heaven help me.)

My roommates have had Netflix for as long as I've known them: instant online streaming and DVDs by mail.
So I decided to start. A free month trial, after that, $10 a month for unlimited movies and internet access.  Uhm, yes?!



So my old homework time has been replaced by movies and the TV show Scrubs.

Best part?  They have every season.  And EVERY season of NCIS.  AND SO MANY MOVIES.

So hello new social life!  I haven't been out with my friends as much because I usually work past when they have plans.  Ziva and I go walk, then we cuddle up and watch some flicks.

Dea and I went to Heather's graduation party last night.  I'm going to miss her so much, but her job with Metcalf Archeology (way to go!!) will keep her 9 days in the field and 5 days out.  She may be our guest some of those days.
While in Thornton, we all went to Krispy Kreme, which is my secret (ahem) addiction.  I came home with 3 dozen donuts, and we brought Dea into the religion of the Glazed.

While giving Dea directions back to I-25, the culture of LOLCats was observed in the interwebz, which the TomTom GPS corrected us as "motorway".  INTERSTATE.

We had some talks about our past relationships, the situation we're in now, and the whole she-bang.  How first and foremost, I need to work on myself.  I don't need someone to love me to love myself.  That's the only way I'll ever fix what happened.

I really enjoyed this quote from Scrubs' Dr. Cox character:

"Relationships don't work the way they do on television and in the movies. Will they? Won't they? And then they finally do, and they're happy forever. Gimme a break. Nine out of ten of them end because they weren't right for each other to begin with, and half of the ones who get married get divorced anyway, and I'm telling you right now, through all this stuff, I have not become a cynic, I haven't. Yes, I do happen to believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate covered candies and, y'know, in some cultures, a chicken. You can call me a sucker, I don't care, because I do believe in it. Bottom line is: it's couples who are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else, but the big difference is they don't let it take them down. One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time. If it's right, and they're real lucky, one of them will say something."


 I'm usually the one who stands up.  I'm usually the one who won't be taken down.  And soon, with some work and a whole lot of luck, I'll say something.  God will help me through all of this, and give me the strength I need to stand up and speak.