Random · Happenings · and · Such

Sooooooo, I get to the federal building, take my number and a seat as I wait for what will surely be (and certainly was) and very looong visit. As I very wisely brought a book, I began to read to wile the time away.

All of a sudden, behind me I hear a low grumbling. At first, I thought it was somebody clearing his or her throat. Then I hear a menacing whisper, "They're coming. We must be prepared."

Okay. Odd, to say the least.

I try to continue to read and soon a very unkempt middle aged man begins pacing back and forth in front of me.

"Angels and demons. The end is coming."

My inner monologue was all a twitter at this point, "Holy shit! Is this guy for real?"

As far as I could tell, he was either really crazy or really bored. Being at the social security office...anything is possible.

So, I continue to try to read, or at least pretend I am reading, as eye contact with bag of crazy is never a good idea.

Bag of crazy (mumbling): "Non - believers. What did you say to my client? All will perish in the flames."

Hey, for a bag of crazy, he had a decent vocabulary and, apparently, clients.

So, after a long wait punctuated by severe mental illness, my number was called. The lady who processed me was very nice, which again, is an oddity one doesn't expect from the social security office. It's like getting milk and cookies from the Gorgons who man the DMV.

But, long story made longer by my propensity for drama, I am now (legally) Stephanie R. Carroll- Daniel.

I couldn't resist the hyphen.

I spent most of today wandering around the MC campus after talking with my adviser to get my schedule figured out. I know I am 26 years old, and that I am only going to school part - time, piece-meal really, to get the rest of the credits towards my master's, but I felt like an excited, albeit confused, 18 year old kid all over again today.

Example #1: I did everything bass-ackwards, like any good, 18-year old, freshperson....I had to be told several times by many different people that I had to have my student ID before I could, well, exist at MC. After what seemed like an eternity, I now have a lovely parking decal and a not - so - lovely student ID (Also not - so - lovely, when I asked a student if I was in Jennings Hall, she said, "Yes ma'am." Argh.)

Example #2: I nearly ran to the bookstore to purchase a terribly over-priced school hoodie and t-shirt. I even thought about getting one of those ridiculous leather ID holders....even though I (from experience) KNOW I will never use it. Ahh, to be somewhat young and emblazoned in my school's colors....even got excited to know that OUR (isn't that fun) mascot is the Choctaw.

Example #3: I had the campus map glued to may face. Need I say more?

Yes, I am a geek. I know it, and though I will always be a Rebel girl, I am really excited about the next couple of years. Well, right now, I am excited, check back with me when I have finals...might not be such a happy camper.

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