Working on a new layout for RPS right now. I'm pretty excited for it! Thanks to my buddy Goliath for helping me out =]

The first weekend back after the dawn of Spring Semester 2012 is coming to a close. My buddies and I made sure to start our weekend lives on the correct foot. Last night we all decided it would be a good idea to drink a tad and then hit up speed dating.

Now, I'm telling you this story not to brag about my drinking experiences in Potsdam. We all know I'm 20 and I completely condone drinking before the age of 21 because I am a very good law-abiding citizen and would never boast about rebellion. That being said, the fact that my buddy Max fell asleep in the wrong dorm room last night is a funny enough experience that I just have to tell you how he ended up there.

The plan: have a couple of drinks, go speed dating on campus (do you remember my experience with it from last year?), then leave speed dating and go to a house party, then fall into a peaceful, drunken slumber together.

What actually happened: most of my friends left speed dating early to go to the house party. I prefer to spend my Saturday nights going on 3-minute dates with sober, awkward, never-been-kissed freshman and then watching romantic comedies by myself until I fall asleep, so I stayed behind.

I experienced the typical things one might expect from a night of speed dating at a liberal arts university (one guy tried to convince me that he lived his life trying to channel his inner wolf). I finally made it back to our dorm with a couple of friends I collected along the way. Around 3am, just when we began to question if our too-good-for-speed-dating-so-lets-party-instead friends were either arrested or dead, Gillian finally made it in. We all faded into a sweet slumber and awoke the next morning eagerly awaiting to hear back from our other friends about the night's events.

Enter Max. Max went back to Katy's room to have a college-rated slumber party, but when he got up to go to the bathroom he never made it back. He woke up in a completely unrecognizable dorm room at 7am this morning. Apparently he walked into an unlocked (and abandoned, thank goodness) dorm room and didn't realize that his lady friend wasn't around and fell asleep on one of the empty beds.

How my friends survive without getting shot on daily basis is beyond me.

The end.

Hat tip to my mom's Facebook newsfeed...

I was just offered my job at the Call Center again this summer. It's a great 48 hours to be Lizy Kurtz!

Also, watch this life-changing music video:

Are you ready for this? It's pretty exciting. I'm not sure if you're ready for this.

Ok I'll tell you anyway. It's pretty exciting.

Life is funny. My original plan for life was to go home for a few weeks, not spend all my money, come back to NY early, spend a week with Zach, then start school.

But then I spent all my money. And then I found out that there is no bus to Zach's town. And I have no money to pay for any gas to have him pick me up or a friend drive me out.

So then the plan was to sit in my house from Wednesday until Sunday, when he gets back, and enjoy life being broker than ever.

So I'm sitting in the Syracuse airport, hours away from my bus coming to pick me up and whisk me away to a dull life in Potsdam...and then my phone rings.

Cue That's Amore ringtone.
Lizy: Hello?
Boss: Hi, Elizabeth. It's your old boss. Want a job the next few days? Starting tomorrow morning?
Lizy: More than I want a latte right now.

BOOM. Job. I'm now both entertained and earning money simultaneously. Halleluiah!

Left LAX a few hours ago. Sitting in the DC airport waiting to board my next and final plane; I'm off to Syracuse. In less than 12 hours I will have been in three of my favorite places in America: California, DC, and New York.

It's my last night in California =/

Sad for me; good for anyone who likes their favorite blogger to update a little more regularily. Returning to Potsdam means I will be returning to the villiage that resembles a snowglobe filled with little more than a few Amish folk, two grocery stores, four bars, and The Bagelry.

Good news: my apartment just got internet so I will be able to update more often than just when I feel like braving the weather to trudge over to the nearest free Wifi location.

New York, are you ready to have me back? More importantly, will I get around to building that igloo this semester?

A few more sunny days in California left. Come play with me! C'mon...I'll let you buy me coffee...

My tendency to go on adventures within an hour of deciding to go on them is burning a hole in my wallet the size of insert-large-object-here. I'm currently in San Louis Obispo. So far the only thing I've spent money on is a Redbull for my brother and I.

Tuition for spring semester is due soon. Anyone wanna give me the $3,000 that I'm short on?

It's my favorite holiday.

I got kissed at midnight by an incredbily handsome boy. My 3-year-old nephew, Riley, had the honors. Twas my favorite New Year's kiss so far.

There has been lots of adventuring lately. I just got back from a road trip to the Bay Area last night with my brother and sister; today I've been camped out on Colorado Blvd for the Rose Parade. Friggen cool that I have Wifi on a sidewalk in Pasadena, yeah? It has struck my attention that witnessing the Macy's Day Parade versus the Rose Parade are two incredibly different tasks.

Macy's Day Parade: get there two hours early. Don't leave your spot; cops and pedestrian traffic make it almost impossible to get back (note to self: pee before parade). You are packed like sardines on a 4-foot sidewalk, but you will see your fair share of famous people both in the crowd and in the parade itself. It is frigid; bring earmuffs, mittens, socks, skimasks, and long johns. Bonus points: take a walk in Central Park after the parade.

Rose Parade: get there at least 24 hours in advance and camp out all night long on the sidewalk. Bring food, things to do, and a ton of money to pay for parking. Macy's has the nicest bathroom, but they close at 6pm so make sure you do your duty before then (unless you like outhouses). Make friends with your neighbors so they can watch your stuff while you go try on lotion at Bath and Body Works. Weather will be in the 80's (I'm wearing just a sports bra, shorts, and flip flops today). You won't see many famous people, but you will probably see plenty of news vans...so if you get interviewed, I guess that makes you the famous person.

Any other world-famous parades I need to see in person?