Long story short: I don't live in Texas anymore. I've moved to the wilds of southern Louisiana. So far so good. Everyone here is super nice, and the food is fan-freaking-tastic. I can't quite figure out the accent; it's kind of a cross between southern drawl and Jersey shore. I've moved into a 3rd floor apartment, so my knees officially hate me now. Big surprise. I still have the same devoted man in my life, and he's hoping to get his arse in gear and get here soon. The job is going well--everyone seems to like us. The radio situation is lacking so we've been listening to an old NTX favorite online here. Everything here is classic rock (which isn't necessarily bad, but it's not my favorite). Oh, and the allergies. Damn, I thought Texas was bad. I've been sniffling, sneezing, and now coughing like a crazy girl for a week. Add to that: I woke up this morning with a sore throat. Dangit.
So there. There's another blog. Yay me!