In A Nut Shell

Well, I think I owe all of you about 2 weeks worth of updates and thoughts. There’s much to talk about, but SO little time. I’m about to move from one apartment to another about 100 yards away, the interns I work with are graduating after 6 months of having their lives ruled for them, and then there’s Zack:)

So couple of weeks ago Zack and I just about got shot walking back to my apartment due to a stray bullet from a gag fight in the parking lot next to where I live. It’s not like it’s a terrible part of town, but hooligans love it here.

A few nights later we were in a park a couple miles down the road and nearly got attacked by two really angry loose dogs that had murder on their minds. Zack and I won the staring contest, but it almost gave us a heart attack. Also exciting.

Two or three nights after that we were in the same park and managed to spot a bobcat, one of the more furiocious cats in this part of the world. That was more weird than exciting.

But the most exciting part of it all is that I’m not drinking coffee. Yes, after 16 days I am caffeine-free! Did I mention it’s miserable? The remarkable thing is that I didn’t hit any withdrawal symptoms, but I am on the verge of violence today. The person who lives above me has really creaky floor boards (clearly not her fault), and napping was interrupted because of it today. I forgot how enraged I get when woken up out of a dead sleep by annoying sounds. All it would take is a nice cold-pressed brew and life would be beautiful, but I refuse. I’m going to make it- probably not forever, but for a while.

Then there was the failure of my power cord, wich rendered me technologically handicapped until yesterday when I electrically taped the snot out of it. It’s working okay now, probably more out of fear than a good taping job.   

However, the Lord is kind and giving me the ability to remember gratitude, which keeps me from burning things down when I get in that mood. All this to say, I have reasons for my lack of blogging. The throne room part 2 is on it’s way after this week’s graduation events and moving, so hang tight!

7 Responses to “In A Nut Shell”

  1. paulbaron Says:

    Kansas City is such an exciting place! Gang fights… Bobcats…. Power cords… haha.

    Hang in there with the no-coffee! I’m right there with ya on that one too, no withdrawal symptoms here either, but man, when I have to open and be at work at 4 am a nice double macchiatto would be delicious.

  2. strangerintheearth Says:

    Ha ha!! ACH…. double macchiatto!! But never in a to-go cup. There’s nothing like the little ceramic cup for that piece of brilliantly invigorating beverage. 4 am? Ha ha ha!!! I mean, I’m sorry.

  3. paulbaron Says:

    I know! I think the person who invented it (probably a short, spry Italian guy) was a genius. The foam saves the shots juuuuust long enough to savor it long enough to be slightly pretentious.

    yup. 4. That’s the price you pay to serve people their caffeine on their way to work. Other than working at a coffee shop, I have no idea why you’d get up at such a horrible hour.

  4. Char Says:

    Ummm, we all remember what it’s like to wake you out of a dead sleep…just sayin’.

  5. strangerintheearth Says:

    Ha ha! I thought we agreed that you wouldn’t bring that up anymore!

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  7. strangerintheearth Says:

    @ Tovorinok. Thank you very much. I appreciate the feedback.

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