23 on the 25

This birthday will go down as among the best I've ever had - Girl truly, truly spoiled me this birthday weekend.  Details follow.

 

She reserved a suite for us at a huge resort in NE Texas - a resort attached to a massive 70,000 square foot indoor waterpark!  We got there and spent the day (of the 24th) running around the massive hotel and playing in the superbadass waterpark.  This place was family-oriented, so there was a lot of stuff for younger kids to do.

 

And we did it all.

 

The park closed at 10PM so we trolled to the bar, one level below our suite, and began the imbibement.  The bartender hooked us up - as bartenders tend to do when Girl is at the bar, as she is absolutely gorgeous AND completely unpretentious - and we spent the next two hours getting un-Sober.  Afterwards, we returned to our suite with just about fifteen minutes left until I officially turned 23 (and four double-crown and coke ToGo drinks in hand).  Girl tells me to go explore the hotel and fills the 32oz collectible margarita glasses we'd procured earlier in the evening with a couple C&Cs.  So exploring I go, helping a kid in luggage cart down the hall by pushing him with great haste (by his request, of course!).

 

When I return to the room, what do I find?  Darkness + candles + bubblebath + Girl in an absolutely ravenous red teddy.  I'll spare you the details, but the rest of the night was filled with body paint, edible candles, vibrating toys and screaming orgasms.

 

The next day was spent at the waterpark again - a blast, again.  Then we drove to Dallas.  Girl had never been before, so the sight of the Dallas skyline was extremely exciting.  I took her through Downtown (we'll pretend it was on purpose and had nothing to do with the fact that I was ever-so-slightly lost) where she took the most badass pictures I've ever seen taken on a non-Pro digital camera.

 

After several hours we found a hotel and went down to Greeneville Ave., which is the equivalent of Austin's 6th street - and got fucking BLITZED.  We met some damned cool people, took some awesome pics and enjoyed a helluva KISS revival concert.

 

My God I love this girl.

 

Happy Birthday to me!  And to CiC :)

New Kids On The Block had a bunch of hits, Chinese food makes me sick.

The title is obviously from a song - and it's serving as a trivia question for tonight's event.  Extra points if you can tell me the name of the song, artist's name AND the year it was released.  Hah.

 

It's another Wednesday and as I prepare for tonight's trivia event I figure it's a good time to get in touch with my blog.

 

Things are going pretty well - financially I'm surviving.  I'm having the wood floors I bought four months ago installed in a week and I'm pruning the rather overgrown redtips in my front yard.  I had a termite inspection yesterday - going to have a foundation inspection in a couple weeks...  it's time to sell this house.  Gotta get rid of the anchor.

 

Now, the housing market here is moving as slowly as it is anywhere else - BUT - and note that everything hereafter is speculation, nay, HOPE - we're having a massive troop movement in March/April/May.  The Army is literally moving 10,000 soldiers from HERE to ANOTHER base - and 10,000 soldiers from THAT base are moving HERE.  This means families packing up and moving.  This means people wanting to buy property.  And I suspect that when they see how much lower the pricetags here are than they are where they're coming from, the housing market here is going to turn in to as CLOSE to a seller's market as it has been in the last decade.  I think this is my best chance to get this house off my hands, and I'm afraid if I miss this chance I'm going to be stuck with it for another few years.

 

And I'm 22 - 23 next week!!!  And I'm nearing the end of college.  And I want to live life again.  I miss home immensely - I haven't been back to Germany for a decade as of this year - and it's time for me to revisit my youth.  And time for me to see the country and MORE of the world.  Plus, selling the house will alleviate ALL of my debt.  If things go well, I'll essentially be starting with a clean slate.

 

The girlfriend and I are doing quite well.  She cut her long, long hair to shoulder-length...  and it's gorgeous.  I prefered it long, but I definitely can't complain about her new hairstyle.  What a beautiful girl she is!  Ah, love.

 

Back to preparing for tonight.  Remember kids - eat your veggies.

And I opened the conversation with a lie

I find it disturbing - no, take that back - HILARIOUS how common it is for people to open communication with others with a bold-faced lie.  Bold-faced lie.  I decided it was best done literally.

 

After work the other day, as we were cleaning up the night's mess, one of my coworkers told me he'd popped a couple exo's and a bar just a few hours before and wanted to know how fucked up he looked.

 

He looked fucked up.

 

About ten minutes later his girlfriend pulls in to the lot to pick him up.  As he opens the door, the first words out of his mouth are...

 

"Someone slipped something in to my water."

 

That.  Is quite.  Funny.