best week ever!

It came today! My acceptance letter from Hunter College. What, you may ask, is Hunter College? And I would answer...a fabulous part of the City Univerity of New York. That's right. In Manhattan. I will be moving there this July.
How I am feeling right now:

• excited...to move to New York
• nervous...about leaving Arizona
• terrified...of cleaning out my storage garage
• sad...about leaving everyone I love here
• intimidated...by trying to move two cats across the country
• overwhelmed...by all there is to do between now and July
• but mostly...
• ABSOFUCKINLUTELY STOKED! I'm moving to New York Bitches!

In other good news...

My cousin is coming this weekend to visit me. The first person other than my parents to visit me in the six years I have lived here. I love her forever for it. I already have a marvelous weekend planned for us. The PV tomorrow night upon her arrival (yessss...they have Journey on the jukebox). Friday night at the Hot Stink...er Pink. Saturday = biking for beers if we can find enough extra bikes. And Sunday before she leaves there is an option to either hike with the Sunday Hiking Crew or drink beer with the Spunday picnic....we shall see how Saturday night leaves us.

In other news...

The j0b...still sucks, but I feel as though I have new life for it since I konw for a fact it is not permanent. I have hope on my horizon. But since my boss is being an evil bitch lately, it stilll might be harder than I am thinking. We have a "meeting" tomorrow and apparently shit is going to go down. *hope for the best*

Snottsdale

In every city, there is that part of town that is the height of current fashion, hairstyles, and plastic surgery. Here, that is Scottsdale. In Scottsdale, the ladies are all blonde, extra thin, scantily clad, and very well endowed chesticularly. What is great about Scottsdale is that these "women" (if you will) are always more than willing to show you their plastic features for a few awe-stricken "wow"s. Now, fellas don't get too excited as these occurances usually happen within the confines of the ladies' room. Feeling validated is the key. It's okay if I paid six grand for these...as long as the other women like them!
However, in Scottsdale, your six grand worth of boobies can potentially pay off in just one single evening!
"How?" you may ask.
Because a Michelob Ultra, in Scottsdale, is worth approximately 6 bucks.
This therefore makes any decent martini worth at least $11.
And I, although not up to Scottsdale chesty par, can put away at least 5 martinis and a few beers on a good night.
Which leads me to believe that these top-heavy women can do just the same, if not more, damage.
I am tired now, and not willing to do the math, but as you can probably calculate for yourself, it adds up quickly. Plus a tip. And you are well on your way to earning back those thousands, because obviously, with knockers like that, you are NOT paying for your own drinks.
I heart Scottsdale.