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Can't Sleep Rants
These are just three of the many things that are running through my mind and preventing me from sleeping:
Home Sweet Home -
I've lived in Minden, Shreveport, Dallas, Amsterdam, back to Minden and now again Shreveport. Growing up in Minden, I grew to hate it. When I moved to Shreveport the first time, I thought it was so much better than Minden. Then I started hating Shreveport and so Dallas was wonderful. Then I found misery in Dallas and then I started my search for the best city in Europe. Then enters Amsterdam... which i still believe to be paradise. But my point is that each city trumped the previous one. I don't think that I could live in Shreveport and be happy if it hadn't been for Amsterdam. It kind of taught me that it's not the city that you live in. It's how you deal with the city that you've got. Am I the happiest I can be here in Shreveport? No. But I'm learning to deal. Once I finish my master's, I'm sure I'll be off to my next city. I could honestly go anywhere.
Gas mileage -
Moving to Shreveport has saved me so much on gas money. I was paying about $400 a month on gas because I was gassing up every other day. Now that 400 bucks goes towards rent and other stuff... hooray! The bad news is that I was getting 24-26 miles per gallon. Now it's more like 16-18 because I'm not driving on the interstate at all. But at least i'm still saving money. More bad news... the car I'm borrowing from my parents has 240,000 miles on it and it's only a 2001 model. When I'm driving around, I feel like the car is pleading for me to pull the life support plug for it.
My Type -
In the past, I never had a clear answer as to what my type of guy to date was. Looking back at all my ex-bfs they have all been as different as night and day. I've dated: different ages (mostly older), different body styles (most have been stocky), different hair, eyes and skin tones, different education levels (high school drop outs to guys in graduate school). The other day I realized that all of my past boyfriends did indeed have something in common - they have all been taller than me. I'm right at 5'9ish which is average for American males (according to Wiki). I don't know why I didn't realize this before. I can't ever recall having to look down at any of my boyfriends (or girlfriends either). I've always known that I've been attracted to taller guys and I just was in heaven when I was in The Netherlands (they're giants there). Not that this is of any importance... just a observation.
Home Sweet Home -
I've lived in Minden, Shreveport, Dallas, Amsterdam, back to Minden and now again Shreveport. Growing up in Minden, I grew to hate it. When I moved to Shreveport the first time, I thought it was so much better than Minden. Then I started hating Shreveport and so Dallas was wonderful. Then I found misery in Dallas and then I started my search for the best city in Europe. Then enters Amsterdam... which i still believe to be paradise. But my point is that each city trumped the previous one. I don't think that I could live in Shreveport and be happy if it hadn't been for Amsterdam. It kind of taught me that it's not the city that you live in. It's how you deal with the city that you've got. Am I the happiest I can be here in Shreveport? No. But I'm learning to deal. Once I finish my master's, I'm sure I'll be off to my next city. I could honestly go anywhere.
Gas mileage -
Moving to Shreveport has saved me so much on gas money. I was paying about $400 a month on gas because I was gassing up every other day. Now that 400 bucks goes towards rent and other stuff... hooray! The bad news is that I was getting 24-26 miles per gallon. Now it's more like 16-18 because I'm not driving on the interstate at all. But at least i'm still saving money. More bad news... the car I'm borrowing from my parents has 240,000 miles on it and it's only a 2001 model. When I'm driving around, I feel like the car is pleading for me to pull the life support plug for it.
My Type -
In the past, I never had a clear answer as to what my type of guy to date was. Looking back at all my ex-bfs they have all been as different as night and day. I've dated: different ages (mostly older), different body styles (most have been stocky), different hair, eyes and skin tones, different education levels (high school drop outs to guys in graduate school). The other day I realized that all of my past boyfriends did indeed have something in common - they have all been taller than me. I'm right at 5'9ish which is average for American males (according to Wiki). I don't know why I didn't realize this before. I can't ever recall having to look down at any of my boyfriends (or girlfriends either). I've always known that I've been attracted to taller guys and I just was in heaven when I was in The Netherlands (they're giants there). Not that this is of any importance... just a observation.