Three things on my mind: my future with my girlfriend, my classes, and joints
My girlfriend and I had a wonderful skype date last night, and I am in such a great mood now. The other week when DOMA and Prop 8 were being discussed, I was on the edge of my seat. If these disappear by the summer when, fingers crossed, they rule on them, life will be good. Because we'll more than likely be in CA. I really want to be able to live with her, legitimately, as her spouse in the future, and it be recognized by her employer, the federal government. It would make things SO much easier. Anywho, I'm hopeful to say the least. We've been through a lot, and it'd be nice if one thing were to come easy. It would mean the world.
It's staring to feel like spring outside at least! It's 70 degrees now. I would so rather be hiking than preparing a presentation. But, this semester is almost over at least! I'm ready to be done with these classes, but I am getting really good at processing benthic samples and classifying aquatic insects, that's for sure. My dreams, you know, the ones that occur while sleeping, are basically consumed by the topics of marrying and making love to my girlfriend or doing some biological research related activity. That's basically my life in a nut shell too, those two things ha.
My final note, I think my lost habit of getting high, naturally, is safer than my newfound habit of drinking to let loose on the weekends. I've become a little lush since I turned 21 a bit ago. It makes me feel like crap, it does horrible things to my judgement, and dehydration is bad for my skin. I enjoy the feeling of getting buzzed momentarily, but then it gets boring fast. And going to the gay bar and having your best friend buy you one too many "honey bombs" (ick) makes you throw up in the parking lot which is the most disgusting thing ever. Because apparently getting drunk in public makes you feel even all that more invincible, on the dance floor and in general, compared to having a few at home. My limit slipped my mind, bleh... never happening again. So long story short, I'm probably going to be reverting back to something that doesn't make me feel horrible.
On another note, I'm learning Spanish for fun, as filler classes to get me over full-time status because I don't have very many more classes (I think I have 6 more classes) I need to take until I have my BS in biology. I took 3 years in high school, and I've had one college Spanish course. This is my second Spanish course in college, and I'm just now learning past tense. Crazy, right? Anyway, did you know that the Spanish equivalent to "I put" is "puse," which is phonetically pronounced pooseh? Oh my god I chuckle inside every time my Spanish teacher says that.
Anyway, ...back to tularemia. This presentation isn't going to do itself, sadly.