So I recently succeeded in asking one of my best friends to go out with me... while we were sitting at a black jack table...

In all hind-sight that probably wasn't the best time to do it, but in my defense I was winning and feeling very good about myself.

I feel I need to mention that not only on the way up was I trying to ask her, but at various times throughout the past year I've also attempted to get the words to roll past my tongue. Much like a square wheel though, once they reached the tip to go past my teeth, they hit the flat part of the square and wouldn't budge any further.

So after I asked her, during the middle of a hand, she replied with "Let me think on it," and I knew I pretty much had my answer...

Not too long after asking her I suddenly felt a trickle... no... make that a tsunami of regret flood my brain and I realize that I would have been much happier had I not said anything (like all the other times). The only hope that I had to hold on to was that she felt the same about me as I did about her... that we were incredible friends with an incredibly special friendship and neither of us wanted to ruin it by doing something stupid, such as starting a relationship.

Five days go by and as is natural for me, assuming you know me, it's pretty much the only thing on my mind... I'm hoping I didn't get myself into something I didn't really want (after thinking about it) but I also don't want to deal with the weight of being rejected... So I'm on my dad's riding lawn mower (a birthday present from my dad to himself several years ago) and she calls... somehow I know what it's about (probably because we don't usually verbally communicate unless either of us needs something or we haven't talked in a really long time... and she didn't text me or leave a voicemail).

Wrapping up the story... I text her and her and her sister are busy wiping tomato facials off their faces and she calls me back and we chat and she lets me in on how she feels and lets me down very gently... which I am grateful for... we're still going to watch the Astros play the Mets next weekend and I doubt we'll be weird (we've been through this before - another story for another time)

Now, back to work! My boss might notice me not doing what I'm being paid to do!

La Vida Tombola

So a quick update....

Since the beginning of summer (May 18th to be exact) I've been working in Temple at Mclane Advanced Technologies writing (essentially) development user manauals as a Business Analyst intern. The people are awesome, but the task is boring! I only have 3 weeks left so I should be able to survive.

I am now a senior at Texas A&M University (WHOOP!) and after taking a 3 hr summer class, I can get my Aggie ring (double WHOOP!) this November! After this internship I'll only have to take 12 hours for each of my last 2 semesters as a college undergrad.

I recently took a mini-vacation to Lake Charles, Louisiana with one of my best friends, Alyce, and her dad. We stayed in the beautiful L'Auberge du Lac Hotel & Casino. I gambled for my first time and left without $230 that I had before I went. The trade-off is that Alyce was able to win/lose enough to get our room/food charges taken care of by the hotel. So I, essentially, paid what I would have to just stay at the casino... no such thing as a free lunch, eh?

As for the gambling thing... I may do it once more at some point within the next few years... just to see if I can get my money back... and probably never again after that.

It's been a while...

Man has it been a while since I've had something to say! Considering I only have 1 follower at this point (thanks Ma!) I don't really have to say much...

I just want to say that I have always wanted to be a writer... maybe not a great one (or even a very good one), but I've always wanted to sit down in front of an old (circa 90's) Macintosh and type out a manuscript. Now, I also want to be a spy (yes... still) so I'm sure the chances of either happening are probably about the same. Lord knows either would take as much courage and training as the other.