Brains....

And the return of Zombie Apricot has commenced!

First, let me explain. During the summer (you know, the summer that I was a part-time worker and working about 40 hours a week?) I would come home, change out of my uniform, and plop down on the couch watching CHOPPED and eating whatever my parents* had saved me for dinner. Mother affectionately dubbed me "Zombie". Well, all right, it was less affection some days than utter frustration that I never did my dishes.

(We've already established that dishes are not my strong point)

And it was true. After working for so long during the day, I would come home and join the undead. I'm now joining the undead again. Why? Five classes, two jobs, and not enough time in the day to do everything. May I have naptime now?


*Just on a side note, my parents were AMAZING. They always gave me so much food and made sure that I was taken care of.

I Got My Sprite

First blog from the new apartment! I was here first, so I got to pick the pantry, bathroom drawer, and room that I wanted. Was coming super early and getting up even earlier this morning worth it?

Oh, yes.

Also, on the Sprite topic, I DID get one. I decided to wait and get one on the way up to school, and during the bus's pit stop I went ahead and got one. Much bigger, and cheaper than the airport Sprites, too.

The Results Are In

The Sprite has lost.

Sprite and Airlines

Hey, guys, guess what? I'm traveling!

Yes, currently in the airport, just beginning my layover. Which is two hours. My gosh, I have nothing to do (which is probably why my first response is to drag out my computer and write a blog post). I'm also feeling a tad bit nauseous, and I'm tempted to go buy a Sprite. Unfortunately my craving for Sprite is being countered by SUPERBUDGETME. You know, the side of me that says GOOD GRAVY, APRICOT, SHIPPING ALL YOUR CRAP (read: books) OUT COST YOU $70.00! YOU HAVE NO MONEY! YOU NEED TO SAVE SO YOU CAN BUY YOUR BOOKS AND GET FOOD FOR YOUR BEAUTIFUL RECENTLY REMODELED PANTRY. NOW BUCK IT UP AND SUCK A PEPPERMINT.

Admittedly, I did have a peppermint, and it did help. Briefly. Until it was gone.

Sugar always leaves behind a funny aftertaste in my mouth. And a thin film over my teeth that makes me want to brush my teeth over and over again. It never goes away.

Sprite is starting to win the battle. Of course, there are complimentary drinks on the flight (I'm paranoid of hidden fees for beverages on flights, so I've never actually gotten one before). Perhaps I will be brave and get one.

Now for some awesome news. This year I'm flying Southwest Airlines, rather than American Airlines, which is what I usually fly. On AA, there are assigned seats and if you don't get a window seat then TOUGH and hope some people don't show up for their flight so you can move out of the middle of the row. On SA, there are no assigned seats. You get to pick them. Which brings me to a highly competitive and fun race to a good seat.

And guess what seat I got on my last flight?

A window seat.

With the rest of the row all to myself.

So far, I'm liking my plane mojo. Let's keep it going, people!

In Which I Dislike Packing

Packing up all of my stuff gives me so much motivation to do things that normally I don't do. Blog posts being the most obvious example here.

And I really should be packing, because the post office has to close sometime before three in the morning, and I need to get my stuff there to ship out. Which I think I have at least most, if not all, of the stuff I'm shipping out already packed. Right now is mostly small stuff, redoing my clothes suitcase, stuff like that.

My distaste for packing the small stuff is quickly growing.