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The Professor

Maybe I’ll be crafty again

Tonight I went to Ikea.

I don’t do Ikea the way that most people do. The first thing I do is check out the as-is section. I’m not exactly clumsy, but I’m not exactly not clumsy either, so I don’t mind buying slightly nicked floor models at discounted rates! Plus, there’s all sorts of stuff to be found there that’s made for the DIY crowd. Lots of cabinet doors and the like that I would love to have time to really play with! Perhaps this summer!

Anyway, remember when I wrote about the awesome dressers I bought to remake? Oh, wait, I only tweeted about it. Pretty much I’m going to do one of the Ikea Rast Dresser makeovers that are totally all over the DIY blog scene. Ya take a $30 dresser and turn it into something that looks like you paid 3 times as much for it!

Jenny at Little Green Notebook posted about this transformation…

Awesome, right?

Those aren’t the colors I’m going with, I’ll share more when I’m ready to work on them. This will probably be after Vegas. This is just another reason to be excited for graduation!

For the record, I’ve already bought 2 of those dressers. They are sitting in storage, just waiting for me to have my brother lift them back into my trunk and then bring them upstairs for me to work on! After buying them, my mom found my lost wallet, which had an Ikea giftcard with about $75 left on it!

So tonight I went to Ikea! It was on my way home from hanging out with The Professor and I had that giftcard just burning a hole in my pocket. Nothing in the as-is section for me today. There were some possibilities, but nothing that I needed for my current situation and it does me no good to keep something in storage right now.

I could definitely use a shelf to organize some things in my room right now though, so I went to check out what they had. I was rather happy with this.

I plan on staining the sides and top of the dresser, and when I do that I can take down this shelf and stain it the same hue! Don’t know what I’ll do for the brackets yet, but I can do just about anything!

Only $7, and even with the extra bracket I got, just in case I need one in the middle, the whole setup cost me $18! I also picked up some bowls for my niece, and a spoon to get the food from said bowls to her mouth, as well as an orchid and a nice little pot for it! (Side note because I’m a little tipsy and telling you all the details tonight, I debated about this pot for like 5 minutes because there are different designs, as soon as I got home I saw that it’s the same one I ended up getting and putting my succulent in a couple years ago!)

My total for the night was just over $35, and I still have just over $40 on the card! Now what should I get?!

I need a ring.

The past nine months have not exactly been fun when it comes to emotions and having to deal with them and all.

Nine months ago I was absolutely, positively head over heels in love. I would have hopped a plane to Vegas had the idea been suggested, whether I had the money or not. All that really mattered to me was the man that I was with and the fact that I could do anything as long as he was by my side.

I was totally ready to marry this man.

He wasn’t the man he had tried to be while with me though. The story of the breakup is not one that I want to get into detail with here. For those who stuck through the months of not-so-me tweets and postings, thank you. The rest of you aren’t really here to read this, and I’m getting off my topic anyway.

Part of my troubles with getting back to myself is that during my relationship with Shadow Boy* I grew to a point in which I became ready for marriage. After the breakup, I was still ready to be married, but the person I wanted that to be with was not an option.

Dating isn’t exactly easy when you’re already in a place that you’re ready for a ring though, because it’s hard to just get to know someone slowly. I don’t know that I could possibly explain myself adequately, so I’ll settle for inadequate and vague! I know that I want to take time to get to know someone, but at the same time, I already want to be at that comfortable stage where sitting at home reading for homework or writing an essay is still awesome to be doing together.

It’s rather frustrating.

In some ways, The Professor and I were getting to that comfortable stage pretty easily, and I could see that happening with us both having so much homework if we were still seeing each other. (More on that later, I’m bummed but it’s ok.)

When thinking more about it, I realized that it’s not going to be easy to be ready to “settle down” while also trying to date. Dating is supposed to be adventurous and exciting, while the phrase, “settle down” is just the opposite of that. (That’s not to say that people who are married are not having adventures, in fact I know that to be the opposite!) While thinking about this at work the other day, I was struck with an idea.

I’m ready to be married, and I need to be taking care of myself right now.

So why don’t I just marry myself?

Stop laughing, I’m totes serious. (You can tell because I said, “totes.”)

I mentioned it to an awesome co-worker, and she totally understood without me having to explain. I think she might do the same, which is awesome because now I’ll have a non-couple to double date with! We’re actually going to check out Sacramento Magazine‘s 10 Best Cocktails and discuss life and such some time this week.

Perhaps after we do that I’ll be able to let you know a little more about what I mean with this whole marrying myself kind of thing!

*I know that I had changed his name, but considering how things turned out and why, I think I was right about him from the beginning.

Trying to be a lady…

…and ladies don’t kiss and tell.

The original plan to meet The Professor on Tuesday didn’t really work out. It would have been a little too forced and probably not as much fun as we were wanting.

We’d originally figured we’d find time to get together either today or tomorrow. Then, when I was having drinks with my dodgeball team last night, Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog was brought up. The Professor and I had talked about how he needs to see that, but I wanted to watch it with him.

Dr. Horrible is the kind of thing that I really want to watch when it gets mentioned, so we ended up hanging out after I left the bar.

It was awesome, and that’s all that you really need to know.

We’re going out tomorrow to see Source Code and have some food. I’m excited.

To be 100% honest, I mostly wrote this because he likes being mentioned here. There won’t be too much shared, I’d rather just let it happen. Besides, most of you reading this can probably get a real life conversation out of me about it in Vegas in May!

The Professor or Mr. Hyperbole?

It’s almost 3:30 in the morning. I got off the phone about an hour and a half ago and I haven’t had any caffeine today, but I’m still awake.


Because I would like to let you know that the date I had tonight was fine, but neither of us is truly interested romantically. Fortunately for both of us we were really honest about it and we both have someone else that seems to have more potential for us.

I never really even got to use his nickname though! That name would be Target Dog, since he, you know, has a Target dog.

I’ve been talking a lot with a guy who is on spring break and out of town. It’s been kind of awesome and I really hope that our first meeting goes as well as our phone conversations. I’ve been having a rough time coming up with a blog name for him, though I actually asked him if he had any recommendations/preferences if I were to ever mention him. Tonight I came up with two!

He can either be The Professor or Mr. Hyperbole. No, he is not one of my professors. Do you really think that I would be posting about it publicly if he was? He is currently studying for his PhD in Literature at a local school though. Awesome, right? The hyperbole comes into play when he likes to talk about everything like it’s the best thing ever in the world. Totes normal, I know.

So, knowing nothing else about this guy, which is a better name to use?

The Professor or Mr. Hyperbole?