the alamo and me

I'm desperately missing my friends right now.

A bit hard to post anything on here when I don't have access to computer as much as I did at home-home but I'm enjoying this place more and more everyday. This is what I've enjoyed this past week...

As a huge margarita fan, I enjoy the fact that I can get a good one every place I go. I especially love Mama Margie's and Cha Cho's because they limit the number you can have because they are that effing good. Love. And you definitely don't need any more after the limit.

HEB! I think I could live in the walk-in cooler. Widest selection of beer possible. Last night we went all Mexican and I bought a six pack of each Mexican beer that was left. Good to go.

My job is so effing sweet. Way way way better than I could have ever imagined it would be. I feel involved and appreciated. My coworkers are awesome people and we all come from such diverse backgrounds so there is always interest at hand and different approaches. And did I mention I got to drink a beer at work? Cause I did.

The food is amazing of course. And not just the Mexican food. I've had some of the best BBQ and burgers here as well.

It may not seem like much but I've really enjoyed it so far and can only hope my happiness here continues.

Work is pretty awesome and it has only been day one. I've already done a lot of stuff on my own which makes me very happy because I don't want to be in a situation where someone is breathing down my back. I hate people like that. So far, so good. I think I'm really going to enjoy it.

Benjamin's cousin's friend looks like a hispanic version of Mandy. It is kind of weird. And Benjamin's cousin's girlfriend is Rachel. The way they talk, walk, drink, etc. Mannerisms are all the same. I only talked to her for five minutes and said, "you are Rachel."

Here are some photos from my last night in Crapfield/Atown...



As gangsta as they come at Frills.



Trey pretending to be Evan.



What's your type? We got it covered.



Lauren sniffs her hair? I have no idea.



I'm an Asian.



Lauren would like the paparazzi to quit following her.



Manders won a pagent.



Even queers drink beer.



DB knocks back another, as usual.



Vince and Kelly came and ran into this guy. We know who it is.



By the end of the night I was so pirate eyed that I couldn't walk into my house.

Steve Irwin.

We all know it.

But at least it was in nature.

Peace out Steve.

My closet is stocked and organized. I guess that means I'm in now.

The last time I saw Benjamin was the same weekend we shaved his head. Once he got down here he shaved his face. The beard is gone. And I mean gooooone. It is amazing how different someone can look with and without a beard. It is like Old Ben. By old I don't mean older because I actually mean younger. The Ben of the past except he doesn't have that little patch thing under his lip. He has to get up at five every morning for PT. Blow.

I went and did my paperwork yesterday and that means I'm in (part two: electric boogaloo). I start on Tuesday. Still excited and nervous all at the same time. Last night my studio hosted a party/club/music/food/whatever/etc. event. My boss gave me invitations to go and I was hoping too but I was unpacking instead. I procrastinate.

I'm freaking out though. Millionaire started direct depositing and I was supposed to get paid yesterday by direct deposit. Well, nothing is in my bank account. Nothing is pending in my account either. Now it is Saturday and there is a holiday on Monday so the banks are closed. Once again I have no money whatsoever for the weekend because of them and their check problems. I don't know what to do. It is so frustrating.