hurricane top ten

So as many of you might have expected, another hurricane is now going to hit Florida. I'm kind of dissapointed becuase it seems as though it will miss Miami once again and hit a little north of us...but who knows we might get lucky and actually have some damage this time. Seriously, it's becoming a weekend gag. Someone on the radio yesterday said, "It's the weekend. You all know what that means...time for another hurricane." There are some benefits of hurricanes that I have experienced. So in honor of our tropical friend the hurricane...a top ten list:

1. You get to be lazy and sit around the house all day.
2. You have a good excuse to eat most everything in your fridge becuase the electricity might go out any moment.
3. You get to spend time catching up on a good book or blogging.
4. You learn how to put your shutters down, then up, then down, then up, then down one more time.
5. It's a great excuse for a party!
6. You get to mock news anchors who try to pretend that they know what they are talking about, but are really just stalling for time in between weather updates.
7. Becuase the shutters are down you can sleep any time of day or night without annoying sunshine waking you up.
8. No school.
9. Less traffic becuaese only idiots are out on the roads.
10. The possiblity of random looting could help you score that new laptop.

I'll let you know how this hurricane ends up. Jeanne is her name and right now she is occupied with slamming the Bahamas. For the most part though I'll probably be bored out of my mind and sick of sitting inside in the darkness. As soon as I can I'm going to the beach.

back to school?

So earlier this week I began the seasonal freak-out session. This is the time of year where- by every good student goes back to school. I was a good student once, or atleast I thought I was; and I want to go back to school....atleast I think I do. I stayed up one night this week until 3AM looking at grad schools online and sending e-mails requesting information. The thought of filling out applications, writing essays, getting my recommendations straightened away, etc. gives me this tense feeling in my stomach and I'm pretty sure I would rather throw-up than go through the experience of graduate school pomp and circumstance again. I jumped into grad school the first time rather unprepared and unsure of myself. I thought that a year and a half to straighten myself out would be enough...but obviously it is not becuase I really don't feel that much more sure of myself. I need a sign, some motivation...something to help me feel like applying again would be a success and worth my while. More than that I need confirmation that going back to school is what God really wants for my life right now and that I'm not forcing something becuase I am stubborn and proud. I need some ice cream.

hit me baby one more time

The rumors are true, there is yet another massive hurricane coming towards Florida called Ivan. Atleast Ivan sounds scarier than Frances. Seriously, who name a natural disaster Frances...that's not scary at all. Someone needs to have a list of non-scary names at hand at the National Weather Service offices so that this doesn't happen again. Anyway...hurricane number two in my first week of living in Miami. I'm starting to take this personally. All I have to say is that right now I am in the mood for a fight, so bring it Ivan.
Other than hurricanes, I have had lots of small adventures in Miami. We have spent time on the beach (which is awesome). I have completely moving into my new house. Thoughts on the house will follow becuase I have a lot to say about it. I have to work at being positive about it so I'm not going to write about that now. I started my new job as the director of the Community Music School. I think that I'll really like the job, although it too comes with complications. I've met tons of cool people and learned a little more about my neighborhood. Last night my roomies and I walked about a mile to Yambo's for dinner. It's this awesome Nicaraguan diner that is like a tacky roadside stand...but it rocks!! Good food fast and cheap...just the way I like it. So even though there are a lot of things that I can whine about right now I'm trying to be positive and productive. I'll whine later I'm sure.
Those of you who are in Cincy I miss you like crazy. I keep feeling like I am on vacation and that I'll be back home soon. I can't write about it or I will start crying. More later.

i'm a survivor

Well, as many of you know a hurricane made it's slow way through Florida this past week. It was an interesting event, but in my opinion mostly media hype. Originally we were told that Frances was going to pretty much anialate the eastern side of Florida and may hit Miami dead on. But it was a slow moving storm and after beating down on the Bahamas for three days was downgraded to a level 2 hurricane...no biggie, but still a hurricane. So my three roomates and I all spent the weekend in lock down at our supervisors house eating and singing and watching movies...it was a hurricane party. We had like a 5 day weekend, but since all of Miami was boarded up in anticipation of a hurricane beat down we just stayed at the house. But it was a great time to relax and bond with each other. I think that the house is going to survive just fine this year becuase we all get along really well. I'll hopefully learn how to post pictures on this thing soon and then all of you can see my new crib and my new homies. Until then peace out.

who is it?

So I have moved into my Miami home as of yesterday. Just in time to experience what most newscasters are calling the greatest hurricane to hit Miami since Andrew in '92. My new roomies and I were sitting on the couch watching the orange swirl of impending doom come closer and closer to our new found home in absolute stupor. Most of us are from the Midwest...what do you do in a hurricane??? I have no idea. So we just decided to make it funny. Someone knocked on the door and a girl yells, "Don't answer it...it's the hurricane." Hurricane Frances is now a running gag in the house. I have a feeling (you know if the house survives) that we will make this a joke for the rest of the year. Who didn't do the dishes? Frances. Who left their dirty towels on the floor? Frances. Who will most likely wipe out the eastern coast of Florida? Frances. Who knows....this thing hasn't hit yet. I'll fill you in later.