Designated Doodler

 Last night I branched out. I went to a TCU alumni event at Top Golf. But it didn't quite go as I had hoped. Upon describing it to my friends, I said that it was "very TCU." They were like, "what the heck does that mean?" Well...it means that people were cordial, they'd talk to you when you were in line for food, but other than that, there was little to no mingling. Everyone just stuck with the people they came with. They used it as an opportunity to get a huge discount on a cool venue - not hang out. It's just like being on campus at TCU. People are there, they're nice-ish, they'll talk to you if you engage them, but there's also this "coldness." Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my college...but for the most part, the people there are detached, hyper-beautiful, party mongers. I mean...holy crap...it's no wonder that my dating life at TCU was non-existent. I'm not a size two model, compared to TCU...

It wasn't bad enough that I spilled some water this morning. No. I had to go and spill something much worse. Today I thought, why notbe halthy? So I brought this little can of tuna in to have for lunch. It comes in a can inside a little plastic dome that also contains mayo, crackers and a spoon. But what's weird is that the metal lid on the tuna can is recessed into the can a little (so the lid doesn't sit flush with the lip of the can). And there's this tab on it and a picture of someone pulling the tab to open the can. There is also CAN USE A CAN OPENER text all over the place. Well I'm at work - no can opener. So I pull and I pull and I pull some more - it WILL NOT OPEN - until it did. The lid yanked off and the tuna can went flying across the room and finally rolled to a stop. So I picked up shards of tuna off the floor and wiped down my desk chair mat and it still smells like tuna in here :/ And I share an office - so none of this humiliation was privat...