Just Throw a Brick

So baby fish is still nameless. Nothing feels right. I know, it's just a fish. But fish have a right to names that fit them, right? The closest we've gotten to a name that fits is Benny Goodman, because his music was pretty awesome. And also because of this song: I just discovered Saint Motel and I really like their sound. (If you're looking for another good one check out My Type.) So anyway, one time I was listening to this song and Baby Fish was getting all excited, like he does whenever he sees anything or anyone walks by or whatever, and I thought hey - Benny. It kind of works.  But, one day he'll be a big adult fish and then will Benny fit? I don't know. It's like the parents that name their kids cute little pet names when they're little, and then they grow up and have to introduce themselves as Timmy or Scooter. No bueno. GILMORE GIRLS REBOOT IS OFFICIAL!!! I can't even contain my excitement. And I've only known about GG for like three...

Well, since I got a jump of 52 views yesterday, um, hi, new people. Hope you like what you read. If not, I guess just click away to something better. But let's be real, people. What's better than reading my random blog? Nothing! Well, except this: And this:  And this:  You know what? Fine. There are lot of things better than this blog. But not too many! (But come on, that pic of Nathan Fillion? Freaking adorable. Plus, Castle was nice Monday night in that most of my questions were answered, and I am no longer terribly annoyed that he missed his wedding day and ran away for two months. Yay!) Well, in personal news, last Thursday was the annual Hope of America, and this year P got to be in it! She got to be a red shirt, or a stripe on the flag. Much better than being a yellow perimeter shirt. Although a couple of years ago my mom's class got to wear the yellow shirts and sit on the floor, and that was pretty cool. You know what's even cool...

Have this gif C sent me. Make sure you watch the "Go Ospreys" sign in the background: Click here for the video, you won't be disappointed. What else is going on... C's neck is almost completely back to normal after it's weird pain attack, so that's good. If I ever have to visit an ER again it will be too soon. Still waiting on the bill as well, so that should be fun to receive. Speaking of fun to receive, guess who got into graduate school??? C did!!! (Cue spazzy dance from above.) Of the four we've applied for, he's gotten into two and hasn't heard from the other two yet. It's a relief to know that even if every other school says heck no, we still have somewhere to go! Now the debate is choosing between Chicago and West Chester, Pennsylvania. I am scared - no, terrified - to move out of state to somewhere where we have no family. But my parents did it twice, so I figure I can do it too. I'm just stressed about the apartment ...

So last week was a weird week, as I alluded to on the Jupiter Ascending review. I actually wrote that while C was next to me in a morphine/Valium-induced coma (not really, but that was essentially what it was.) Wednesday he started telling me his neck hurt, and it hadn't gotten better Thursday morning. Of course, being the biology freak that I am, was convinced he had viral meningitis and didn't want to go near him, haha. I would make a terrible, terrible doctor. I hate communicable diseases. Anyway, so when I got back from work on Thursday we took him straight to the doctor, who first of all eased my meningitis worry since he didn't have a fever or other viral symptoms (sore throat, etc), gave him some pain meds and sent us home, saying if it got any worse we should take him to the ER. C insisted he was fine, so I went to Jupiter Ascending with W with my phone in my pocket in case anything happened. When I got home, there hadn't been any improvement at all. He trie...

Well friends, it's a Thursday and I have to be at work, so I look like this whenever people approach my desk: What do you want? Why are you here? Can I go home yet? And I also say things like this: But other than that, it's fine... In other news, I just finished season 6 of this glorious show, which means the end is nigh. I really need to slow down my P&R intake... That makes five whole seasons watched in like three weeks. Which really isn't too bad, considering how fast I went through GG. Now the question is, how do we get the last season? It's not on Netflix! NOOOOOOOO!!! I NEED MORE APRIL AND RON SWANSON. Ahem. Well, me and W are going to go see Jupiter Ascending today if all goes well, so that should be terrible. I mean, it just sounded terrible from the get-go but that's okay, I always root for the underdog. No, really. Ask C. I start to feel bad if we're at a volleyball game and we win in three sets to none. I don't know why. ...

So this was basically my January... It's February and that's cool with me. January is such a lame month, right? I mean, I love wearing sweaters as much as the next person, but I'm just so tired of being cold all the time. Ugh. And it wasn't even that cold! January was also a stressful month. Finances are tight, and applying for grad school is not cheap. Three apps are in and one is almost done! We're just waiting on a letter of recommendation and we're good to go, which feels awesome. It was a lot of hard work to research, apply, and get everything done. I almost don't know what to do with myself now that it's pretty much all in the hands of the universities. Aaaaaaand we won't know for probably a couple of months whether he got in or not. The suspense! Are there some good things about January? I guess so... Men's volleyball is back in town, and because January was the Month of M we never got to go to any, but this weekend we're hitt...