If you only knew..

So, the weekend was, in a word, 'uneventful'.

Kristen trailered her horse Tory back to chicago. He had a lameness issue that couldn't be resolved, so saturday she drove him home and on sunday, she brought their other horse, Apollo up. The trip went well. The only glitch came when she missed the turn going home, and the other 'way' her GPS wanted to take her was washed out (I-84?) so she had to go through the city. Nothing too tragic.

I was at the barn on saturday from about 10-1, and then there was a 'homecoming parade' that I went to with Nicole and Mark (we all came back from the barn at the same time). Pros: There was candy. They threw it at us.
I got kitkats. Simple thing, aren't I?
Cons: There was a homecoming queen.
Come on. We're not in highschool anymore. come. On.

Beyond that, a friend, Clarinda hung out. Her roommate was gone for the weekend, too, so we had a 'lord of the rings' marathon. :D All three CDs of the extended version! From 5-5, basically. Yeahh. We're crazy. Slept to about 11 on sunday, went to the barn at 11:30 and was there until 6. Helped Kristen move in her horse, played with Eagle (instead of giving him a 'bath', I brushed the crap out of him. He was REALLY GOOD. For two hours, he put up with me fussng over him with remarkable good humor. Think of it like telling a three year old to sit still while you brush their hair and wash their face. It typically doesn't work so well) and organized my tack locker.
Very productive.
Not quite, but anyway.

It was a good weekend. I needed one of those that I can just 'veg'.

Today, blah. I want the weekend back! For some reason I was super tired, though I stayed up through Stats. Amazing. We had a little calculator quiz, and I'm not sure how I did (???!?!?) but I don't think it was awful. Because we finished before 8:50, I got back at around 8:30 so I stayed in my dorm and read until about 8:55. Equine science, notes. More notes.
It's a lecture class. What more can I say?

I have an hour break between the two, so I slept. Finally. For about fourty minutes, I had naptime. Then, to science for a test. At least it was in 'essay' form ( YAY ) so it was actually rather easily done. Instead of it being physics and chemistry with math and formulae, it's more the "How" science came into being. The philosophy of it and how it came to understanding, not getting 'us' to understand it.
Needless to say. I like it.
I got out of that class early, because I finished the test in about twenty minutes. So. Come back. Sleep.
Lunch.
Barn.
Dinner.
Sleep.

...Story of my life! The barn was a 'free' day, so we could just do what we wanted to do when we rode, which was good. I had given Eagle the weekend off so he's a bit fresh. Soooo. Being able to just work him and burn the energy was a good thing. He was, as per expected, full of it but at the end of the half-hour, he was really really good.
Sometime in the near future one of the instructors (Jill) is going to ride him for me just to 'figure him out' and 'tune him up'. It's not fair to Eagle to just have me riding him, when I'm still learning myself.
Beyond that, Sam came up to me today saying that if I ever wanted him schooled and worked twice a day, she had a list of seniors who had talked to her about riding him if I ever wanted someome to. That made me happy. For some unexplicable reason, people adore my horse. It's pretty funny, when on one side there's the huge holsteiner gelding that's worth about as much as a small house and on the next, there's a little two year old who's just being started, and is the sweetest thing.
Who knows.
I'm not complaining!

FACT:
I have finally come across the absolute worst pickup line in all of history.
"You must have mirrors in your pants because I sure do see me in them."

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um?

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Right. You might want a mirror in your room so you can (Note: I could say something so ridiculously catty here such as "Look at your face" but I'll refrain) practise your pickup lines and delivery to make it seem less of the "Come with me so I can get you drunk and then bring you back to my dorm" and more of the "You're beautiful, I'm in love with you, let me carry you away (AND FEED YOU GOOD FOOD)!"

So. That's about all of the entertainment I can impart to you (though I have to admit, it was recieved along more of the 'abject horror' line..) for stories.
My room is a 'halfway house'. It's hilarious. Everyone stops here. I don't know why, they just do. So today, after I crash after dinner, everyone keeps stopping in. It's hilarious, but irritating because every time someone comes in, I wake up. (NOT THAT THEY KNOW IT!!!)

And then at around 8:30 Mark stops by because his RA warned him to stay out of his room (he was going to talk to Mark's roommate, Joe) and so he came here. And then he sees me under the covers and is all "Ohmygoodness, no! I'll go now"

But I was just fed up with it and 'woke up'. And have been working on a paper since (And laundry). The general consensus of Kristen and I is that we'll do laundry every wed. and clean the room every thurs. for sake of.. well, sanity.
And there's a wal-mart trip every ten days or so. We like wal-mart.
Go figure.

My life?
Remarkably boring.
Go figure.
Is it really that surprising, though?

Love you all!
-El