I'm skipping class right now because I left during my lunch hour for a cd buying date--the new Killers cd, w/ Jen S. And then we went to Panera bread for lunch and I got back to campus late and hate walking into class late, so I decided I would just skip the hour.
I listened to the first 4 songs only on the way here--track 1 was good, track 2, eh...track 3 amazing! track 4 great but with strange sax solos that are reminiscent of cheesy disco. We'll see, though, because I initially hated Sam's Town for being so bombastic, but now, it's one of my favorite cds of all time. Brandon Flowers' voice is sexy as usual.

Aaron and I went to Houston this weekend to get Dwight used to Aaron's dad's place since that is where he will be staying for 10 days while we are in Taiwan. Dwight didn't like the fact that he could not get up on the couch to sit next to us at all, and by the last night there, he had taken to sitting up facing us on the couch and laying his head in our laps with his eyes closed. He seemed like the saddest dog in the world. But when he goes next time, we will be sure to bring his chair and his dog bed so he won't feel so restless.
The good news is, I feel quite secure leaving Dwight with A's dad, because there is very little chance that Dwight will get lost, at least.

I will be very glad when this school day is over because tomorrow's classes should be easy, and then the weekend begins. eek! I need this. Bad.

Something I realized this weekend, that I probably already knew, is that white people like to hug a lot. To the point that it might be considered borderline rude if you do not hug them. I'm not really used to this, and despite the fact that modern Americans (probably bc most of them are white) believe that part of being a good parent is showing your child a lot of physical love, I only remember being hugged twice in my life by my dad, and once by my mom. I will probably be the same way, since I have this phobia of the warm soft feeling of human skin. It's not so bad once you're doing it (hugging, that is) but I find it hard to make the initial plunge. It just seems so personal. The only person who I rarely have a problem hugging is Aaron. And of course, animals of all shapes and sizes. But anyways, I have learned that the key to keeping Aaron's mom happy is to offer to hug her a lot, which is a small price to pay. Quite a good discovery.

Yes, I am weirder than most. Can't help it, really.