Austin was slightly more charming without the students

I am quite amazed by the transformation that has occurred in certain areas of my new hometown. It's funny, because I drive around and gripe, "god damn students," but I'm 110% sure that I experienced the exact sentiment as a college freshman ("those damn highschoolers") and I'm 85% sure that something similar was felt as a 9th grader. Ah, the wisdom of aging, I guess you could say.

Instead of delving into something mopey and questioning, I will entertain you all with a complaint. So far while living here, I have called two different restaurants to place to go orders (one a 24 hour eclectic place, the other a Thai food place). In all my years of to-go-ordering, I have never been posed the question "do you know you are calling the [insert street name] location of [insert restaurant name]?" Oh, am I? I thought I could call you and place an order for your sister location, because, that's how it works, right??? I asked John, how stupid do the people (cough-cough students) here have to be that restaurants need to resort to reminding you which location you are calling?

Really though, I have *never* been asked that question in Dallas, Houston, Plano, Sherman...anywhere.

John just assures me that people living here actually are a little air-headed. Maybe it's all the "Texas Sweet<3's" stickers that I'm seeing.

The other day a few young women (who did NOT look like sorority girls AT ALL, HOW DARE YOU THINK THAT) decided to unload their 4-wheeler while parked on the ramp connecting two levels of our small parking garage. Why? Why would they do something that would so obviously cause a huge traffic issue? Because they were closer to the exit door, that's why.

My anger is the only thing that keeps me going, sometimes. That and my kitten.

PS - Marion, Priya, Jordan - I miss you all dearly.

PPS - Dear DNC, congrats on having the WORST MUSIC SELECTIONS EVER. The rest of your programming is pretty good, though, btw.