I've been away for awhile...

So I got into the bad habit of not updating again. I hear repeat complaints of my last blog. So let me try to review what the hell it is that I’ve been doing in the past week.

After James’ and my Thursday adventure we went home for the night and I was ready to head back to SA. My parents were in town and it was time to spend some time with the crew. I forget exactly what Miles and I did on Friday night, but it wasn’t very crazy, and we prepared for the next day as James had invited us to his family’s house in Port Aransas. Oh yeah, we hang out with some old friends that night! Emma, Britney, Trevor, and Kim Gates, to pull out a few memories from the ol’ memory banks.

I know, Port A! The couple of times of that I’ve been to Port A I’ve had a ridiculously good time and this past Saturday was no exception. The ride down threatened rain the entire way, and we got the bulk of a huge thunderstom just past Corpus Christi as we were about to cross over to Mustang Island. But alas, the weather would not ruin my weekend getaway! The storm broke and we pulled up James’ choice place right smack in the middle of Port A. Instead of an expensive meal out, we hit up the local grocery store, got some fajitas, some beer, and we had ourselves an authentic TX bbq. A few beers and a shot of Tito’s handmade vodka later, we were ready to hit the town. But Port A isn’t exactly the kind of town that can be painted red. The closest thing they have to a club is this place called Bernie’s which advertises itself as “Port Aransas’ Night Spot.” You mean to tell me there’s only one? Anyway, the three of us split our time between Bernie’s and this other local bar with outdoor seating and a guy covering all of your favorite country hits. Quick aside: out of all the vehicles on Mustang Island, we estimate that only 3 of 10 are not trucks or SUVs. Seriously, we took a survey. But anyway, the night was fun, the dancing mediocre, and the beers flowed. I couldn’t have asked for anything better. I thought I had a bad hangover the previous Thursday, but the one on Sunday gave it a run for its money. Cleaning with a headache is never particularly fun. But we got that place cleared up nice so that we might be able to return soon.

I spent the rest of Sunday and Monday in SA and took it easy with Miles and the fam. My sister also got in town, but I hadn’t seen her at all as she had her own social obligations to attend to.

My dad was flying back to Denver on Tuesday, but the cheaper flight came from Austin, so this, naturally presented an opportunity to get back to that city where I have so much fun. After saying goodbye to my dad, I had my mom drop me off downtown so I could get some work done and figure out of my life. Oh yeah, so at some point I had decided that I really like TX and I don’t want to leave so soon. So I transferred my GMAT course to the Austin location and paid off the rest of my balance to Kaplan. “Muy oucho,” said my bank account. But I’m glad to have a little more of a plan than previously. So anyway, since I’m going to be spending every Wednesday night in Austin anyway, I thought it might be a good idea to pick up a part time job help with the beer tab. I applied at three different places. The Parish, on 6^th, handed me an application and told me to come back on Thursday when they were having interviews. Fadó, on 4^th, gave me an interview on the spot and told me that since I was the first to come in about the ad, they could probably use me. Finally Brown Bar (hehe, that’s really the name) on 8^th and Colorado let me fill out an application and told me they would get back to me soon. I held out the most hope for the Irish pub, where I would be a “doorman” (aka “bouncer”) on Friday and Saturday nights. So I finished up my official business and had Jessica pick me up to go hit up happy hour at a place called “Baby Acapulco.” In the middle of my purple margarita my phone rang with a 512 area code – Austin. Now if anyone has ever had a purple margarita at Baby Acapulco, they would know that it sure as hell ain’t tequila in those margaritas, so I was a little apprehensive to pick up the phone. But since my inhibition was gone anyway, I picked up. Brown Bar wanted an interview the next day. Great! The latest on that is that I was just called 30 min ago to come in for another interview with the general manager, after they two managers gave me a recommendation from our first interview. I know! LEK only made me two interviews and these guys want two as well! I’ll happily oblige so long as I get paid!

The next two days I chilled with Jess and I got to meet her mom and her very cute 11 year-old triplet brothers. I also got to see Jared, from July 4, again. The three of us hit up 6^th street again this Wednesday night, however with not quite so much vigor. Yesterday (Thursday) Jess and I drove down to SA. She’s currently meeting up with her sister and her parents-in-law who live in San Antonio. There is a possibility of meeting up with Jess and her sister for some tubing tomorrow, but that is highly dependant on if the Gudalaupe is open yet. If you remember me telling you about all that crazy rain that we’ve had lately, it’s all bee dumping into the rivers, and they’re not exactly what the officials like to call “safe” at the moment.

Finally, last night I met up with Emma, Jessica Cave, Britney, and Trevor at Mama Margies (glorified Taco Cabana) for some Margaritas. I rolled up Miiles, Rink, and Miles girlfriend Meghan, who had just come down from Arkansas to visit. The Donnelly crew pooped out real early, but I was able to stay and chat with the others for awhile. Oh yeah, I almost forgot about the best part of the night: my ride. Last night I was rolling in my great-grandfather’s 1978 Buick. My great granddaddy ain’t around anymore, but his car is still runnin’ real strong. I hauled ass from Potranco and 1604, me and the Buick, all the way down to Trinity University to play some tennis with Elise and Miles. I was running, really, really late, but the Buick was quite the champion and performed admirably. Unfortunately I had to leave the girl at my aunt and uncle’s place when I left today. I look forward to more rides and more stares from the people passing by.

Right now I am sitting in a Greyhound bus on my way back to Austin. I know, I just can’t avoid this city! My good friend Sarah Norris is throwing a little shindig up here I simply could not avoid an opportunity to hang out with my favorite Austinite and ISA graduate. But seriously, Sarah has been such a great friend after high school, and I would never miss an opportunity to hang out with her. My sister is sitting across the aisle as she’s coming up to visit Arturo (an ex of hers) who now works in Austin. His company is have happy hour and I might just tag along to that while I wait for the night to arrive. I’m lucky as this is the first time I’ve had to take the bus to get between cities, but somehow I foresee a few more trips on the blue beast before my time here in TX is up.

Wish me luck on my first class that starts on Wednesday. I’m pretty sure the first session is almost always a diagnostic test. Yuck. Looks like I’m going to have to start buckling down again. Boo! Better enjoy this weekend comin’ up here!