tales from the synaptic gap

i never really know what to blog about once i start being more regular about it. it's easy when you only blog once every three months, then there is so much to update. but, now, everything up to date, i just want to stay in this routine of blogging. i'm sure i'll think of something.
i had my first psych test this weekend. i got an 80 on it. not too excited about that. mat keeps reminding me it's a B, but that isn't the good thing he says it is. it's good that we can drop our worst test grade this semester. it just means i'll have to work harder and study more. just what i have time for. one of my supervisors was asking me about school, psych especially. he knows how stressed out i am with school and all that, and i guess he was talking to his wife about it. she's going to be a neurologist, super smarty-pants, and she offered to tutor me for free in psych if i ever need the help. after taking my test, i think i might take her up on it! we'll see. i just don't feel like i understand any of it. we'll see if it gets easier or not. nice to know i have that option.
my parents came a couple weeks ago, over labor day, and i realized i probably didn't blog about their visit. it was a strange visit, it just seemed really strained. we rode back from the rockies game, and no one hardly said anything. if you know my family at all you know how unusual that is. the didn't ask about my school, they hardly asked about me being fired, it was just really strange and strained. like i had to keep thinking of things to ask them so there wouldn't be awkward silence. it really bothered me, i don't know what was wrong. i was a little disappointed too, after looking forward to their trip, it fell a little short of my expectations. bummer.
i decided to do the beth moore study. our church has a list on it, like craigslist, called flatironslist. i saw on there there was a beth moore bible study to be starting next week, and i have been thinking about going since then. i have decided to go. i think it'll be good for me to get out of the house on monday (my day off i usually spend studying) and meet some new women from our church. it'll be good for my heart too. really good. i'm really hoping there are some good young women in it that i can maybe make friends with. that is the hardest thing about moving. i wish it were easier for me to make new friends. the thing that's really hanging me up is that i know i don't want new friends, i want my old friends here. but, i just have to get over that and make the effort to make some new friends. it'll make me happier in the long run.