There is something about showering very early in the morning that makes me feel like I'm about to be violently murdered. Especially when I am washing my hair and there is soap dripping down my face so I don't want to open my eyes. This is the opportune moment for any murderers who have remained concealed in my tiny bathroom to strike. I don't usually feel like I'm about to fall victim to showercide, but very early-morning showers are terrifying.
This morning, for example. I woke up at 4:30 a.m. to make my way to the Denver Airport. I'm going home for the weekend for two weddings. I'm actually in the airport at this very moment, although I'm unsure if I'll finish much of anything before I have to board the plane. I have ten minutes to write something pretty exciting.
I actually really enjoy going to weddings. Plus, the fact that I'll be going to two weddings during a quick home visit makes it very efficient. I can't think of a better way to see more people from home in such a short period of time. However, talking to others about weddings has made me realize that my wedding experiences are pretty different from the way the world attends weddings. At my friend Lloyd's wedding, a very nosy photographer insisted that us groomsmen were expected to dance, party, and woo the bridesmaids. My wedding experiences usually consist of eating tiny turkey sandwiches. If it weren't for weddings, I would eat 33 percent fewer tiny turkey sandwiches.
Anyway, I had planned to sit down here in the terminal and play Pokemon Fire/Red on my computer. My current pokemon team consists of: Charmeleon, Clefairy, Pikachu, Pigeoto, Mankey, and Butterfree. Soon enough I'll be a Pokemon Champion, and my peers will finally respect me.
Speaking of peers, I started my internship on Tuesday. I'm having a swell time. Also, I finished my first year of law school. I'd have to say the best part about going to law school was when I watched Battlestar Galactica at the end of the semester. Battlestar Galactica is awesome, honestly.