The past three days have been really fun!

1. I won an ebay auction for the new Harry Potter book, so I finally get to read it! It was only $10. Also, I found an instructable that teaches you how to make a magic wand, so I'm doing that as I read the book, too. Instead of a dragon heartstring core, I have an Aaron-hair core in my wand.
2. Me and Aaron have gone on a chinese food kick, so I am learning to make all sorts of things I used to eat as a kid. We went to the grocery store to buy cabbage and ground pork to make dumplings (urg I hate that word) with, and we both realized we didn't know what a raw cabbage looked like. Ridiculous, right?
3. While taking Dwight on a walk, we found a red eared slider turtle, and had to go down to the creek in the dark to release it.

I am dreading school. I guess it's only fair since I looked forward to it so much from K-12-college. A person can only have so much of their share of good school days. I am making up for it all now. For every inch of misery that I didn't feel on the last day of summer in my first 22 years of life, I am feeling it now.
Though there may be a trip to Graceland before the summer is entirely over...though part of me just wants to lounge with my boy and my dog for as long as possible.

I got my ears pierced! It felt like it was meant to be because as I was sitting there waiting for the needle, they were playing Rancid over the speakers. I feel like I've regressed to about 5 yrs old, as I'm now obsessed with all sorts of cute earrings.

I've been worrying lately that when I have kids, they won't be as loveable as Dwight. It would be very sad not to love your own kids as much as you love a dog. But I really worry about it. Because animals are inherently better than people. And though I hope to not feel so cynical about my own kids, I worry that I will.

That said, Dwight was very bad today. Me and Aaron took him to White Rock Lake and he got so excited about the swing set that he broke out of his collar and then ran away to start chasing some bikes. We chased him and got him back, but it was quite embarassing. Now we have to get him a metal buckle collar that he can't break out of, and then I'm going to take him back to the park for some flooding therapy (make him look at bikes and swings till he doesn't care anymore).

Ew, sick, I just caught a mosquito out of thin air (one of my many talents) and it pooped mosquito eggs out onto my hand.

I am one of those insecure pet owners...if there are others out there, that is. "Dwighter-babies, I love you! Do you love me??" is a sentence that can be heard quite often here, sometimes multiple times a day. And really, I'd feel a lot better about myself if Dwight could answer out loud in human talk. I am a big fan of reassurance.

I went to the Social Security office today, and changed my name. It was super easy, and the wierd thing is, they have a policy where they will only give you 3 replacement cards a year and only 10 in a lifetime. So technically, I could change my name 9 more times in my lifetime, twice of those times before next year. I wonder if anyone ever gets up to that limit. Other than losing the card and having to get it replaced, that is...

So next week, driver's license and passport. And then bank accounts, which will be less fun. I hate banks, and I hate dealing with money. Unless it's a paycheck, and then I want to hold that shit in my hand. No direct deposit here. But seriously, I don't know how people handle money markets and bonds, and all that stuff. It's the immigrant in me, I guess--as a first-generation American, the extent of my knowledge revolves around checking and savings accounts, as my parents did not have a stock broker or financial consultant. I guess that's something I'll have to acquire in my lifetime so my second-generation kids can be good Middle-Class Americans.

I currently feel very cynical, as I have just finished watching Arlington Rd with Aaron. I knew sometime near the end that something frustrating was going to happen in the end of the movie, and I was right. Damn that Tim Robbins who always plays a creepy freakshow.
Other movies I'm looking forward to seeing all have to do with kids: Joshua, Rocket Science, and This is England. And maybe Charlie Bartlett.

Dwight is falling asleep with his nose pressed up against my foot right now. I guess that's reassurance enough.

We've been having a fly problem. It started yesterday. I made Aaron go after them all with a magazine--I pointed them out, and he would go after them. It was like having a mercenary. A lot of the flies like to convene on the back door, because it's sort of like a huge window, and I guess they are attracted to the light. We spent so much time hovered by the backdoor with a rolled up magazine spearing at the cracks between the blinds that last night, Dwight started standing by the back door thumping at flies with his nose. So today, we got one of those tennis racket-shaped bug zappers, and it's been quite satisfying massacreing those dirt worshipping heathens. (We've also been watching Deadwood.)

Hmm...if you've been wondering, I have felt a great lack of creativity lately, and no flow in my writing. So I've been blogging less. Too much tv watching, I guess. And by TV I mean HBO miniseries that we get on DVD from Blockbuster. We've gone through Big Love and Entourage, and now we're working on Deadwood. I think Deadwood is my favorite by far, but each created it's own little obsession for a while.

The marriage license got here yesterday! So now we can go through the tedious process of figuring out how to change my name on all of the random paperwork that exists in my life. I guess the first step is driver's license and social security card. Also passport for our trip to Taiwan in December. But what about credit cards, bank accounts and school? I have a bad feeling that I'm going to need to be thorough or something's going to happen like getting my med degree in my maiden name and by that time, no one will believe it's me. But wherever possible, I'm going to try to get them to include Tseng as my middle name. It's not quite fair, I think, that white girls' changing their names for marriage is not quite as drastic as all this--at least their last name keeps their race. Oh, unless they marry an Asian guy or Nigerian guy or something...

On the subject of marriage, we got a bed! It was very exciting going to Ikea and dropping a whole wad of money and getting all the different components of a bed--frame, mattress, and we even got a mattress topper! We decided to go mod and get everything white. So now we have a white bed frame, white sheets, etc. Also, we got a really cool gift card to West Elm (somebody tried to buy us some class...lol) and we got a white coffee table to go upstairs and hold a TV. Since we have two now, we put one upstairs. But it's only for video games and DVD watching.
Eek! I love my new room.

Other things: I might try to get a job tutoring a few hours a week, the kitten found a (I think) good new home, and Aaron is almost entirely moved out from his previous residence.

With the wedding coming up and all, I've been trying to not scar or bruise myself anywhere that will be visible with the dress that I am wearing. This is more difficult than I thought it would be, and I have had a lot of near misses. We have to go swimming only after dark because I tan so easily, and just two nights ago at Blockbuster I whacked myself on the forehead with the car door, and it swelled up with a little cut. But it's barely noticeable...really.

I had some really wierd dreams also two nights ago, one was about getting ready to die, and another was that my jaw popped one too many times and I had to get half of my jaw removed. Both of the dreams had the overall theme of saying goodbye--one to my life, and one to my face. It was wierd.

The other day I went with Aaron to get his oil changed and while we were waiting, we walked down the street to a record store and I discovered The Cribs. I am listening to them right now, and they are very good.

What else...I went to Shiseido and got some makeup, and me and Aaron have been prematurely wearing our wedding rings wherever we go.

Dwight is doing well, over the weekend he must've eaten something bad, so he was throwing up and diarrhea-ing all over the place, but he's better now. I ended up just throwing out the futon pad because it was just too gross and we'll be getting a new couch soon anyways.

Also, we found a kitten, for whom we are trying to find a good home. If you are interested, here is the Craigslist post:
http://dallas.craigslist.org/pet/356592964.html

Segue. Awry. Words that I spoke without knowing how to spell them and read without knowing how to pronounce them. In my head, I pronounced them "aw-ree" and "seeg". And I thought when I spoke it that segway was spelled that way.
I call them word doppelgangers. Do you have any?

The wedding's coming up soon, and I realized long ago that I want to be married, not get married. I just want to get it over with so I can get on with my life. Grrr... What doesn't make it any better is people seem to think girls revel in this stuff--"oh, what tiara shall I wear? How exciting!"
At least Aaron is slogging through it with me. If I have to make one more miniscule decision that means absolutely nothing I will hurt myself. Mentally.

Have just finished reading The Time Traveler's Wife, which was good, but sad. Very odd, it changed my perception of reality while I read it. But not to mislead you, it wasn't that great, more like a Nicholas Sparks novel + H.G. Wells or something. (It's the Nicholas Sparks part that sucks.)

Oh, here's something funny and embarassing: I took some clothes to Buffalo Exchange and they refused to take any of it. It's like being told, "nope, sorry, you just don't dress cool enough for us."
Granted, they were like 7 year old clothes bc I can't stand to get rid of anything till they're absolutely useless.

I think 4 more invitations to go? I have made so many midnight trips to the post office these past two weeks.
Also, going to Austin for a day this weekend to look at bridesmaid dresses with my sister and Elissa. I can't decide whether to go with Aaron and thus, bring Dwight to Barton Creek (which has always been quite a dream of mine, bringing my dog to Barton Creek to play with all the other dogs) or just to drive myself.
The thing is, Dwight is afraid of bicycles and water. Hmm...now that I put it that way, why would i bring him to BC?

I made a 90 on my Human Behavior Final. That might be one of three classes I don't have to take over next year. Urg.

I've been trying to find some odd jobs lately. There are a few purchases that I can't quite justify using "real" money on, so I'm trying to scrounge up some money on the side, which doesn't seem to count as much, so I can make those purchases. For example, at Edgefest, when I wasn't swooning over Brandon Flowers, my eyes were trained to the ground, looking for those $20 bills on the ground that Rachel assures me exist. I figured, where better than a rock concert full of drunk, rich yuppies who think they are hardcore?? But alas, no luck.
I have also signed up (with a fake email account) to one of those survey taking websites. Trust me, those don't work unless you are willing to sell your identity.
Finally, there is this News Blogging site that I found on Craigslist that seems fairly legit. I sent them a writing sample just now, and judging from the quality (or lack thereof) of the rest of the articles I've seen on the site, I'll soon be writing for the website. But at an average of 25 cents an article, I will have to write quite a few articles before I can do anything with the money I make. But I don't mind, because I just got to sit here and write something, and it made me feel like a useful human being again. And...every little bit counts.
Oh and Aaron sent in a writing sample too. He wrote on 28 Weeks Later and I wrote on the "California Healthy Pets Act." If you haven't heard of it, look it up. It sucks.

I got some apple flavored bubble bath today. It smells delicious.
(And this was an approved purchase...imagine how frivolous my not-approved purchases must be!)