Crap

I seriously don't understand how Laura and I have accumulated so much crap in our place. You wouldn't think too much would fit into a condo, but we've already taken three truck loads of crap up to Tulsa, and we've been packing for the last few days, and there's still so much stuff! Next time we move, I think I'll just get rid of everything and buy new stuff when we get to wherever our new will be. Oh, wait, I'm in medical school, not law school, so I still won't be making jack when I get out.
As a side note, I have to take step one of the United States Medical Licensing Exam in four weeks. I have four weeks to master two years of med school. AND I'm going to Portland in the middle of it.
To top it off, I just spilled coffee on my crotch. Awesome.

You know you're an Oklahoman if, ...

when the tornado sirens are going off, and the weathermen say there is a tornado a mile from your house, you run outside in hopes of seeing it. I know what you are thinking- "Oh Josh, you are so brave/awesome/foolish/sexual/pasty-white/Republican/valiant." But I want you to know that first, I don't think there was a real tornado. I think there was strong winds that some guy in a car four miles away thought was a "rain-wrapped funnel." I also put on my amazing new rain jacket that Laura bought me that, when they found my mangled body among uprooted trees, would have kept my torso dry. A dry torso is very important. Anyway, this "tornado" was right over Keith's apartment, but unfortunately he's still around to be Debbie Downer next weekend.

You also know you're an Oklahoman if you copy an old Jeff Foxworthy joke in hopes of being funny.

I almost don't hate OKC today

Today it's raining, and I think it'll rain most of the day. I love cloudy days. Usually what happens here is that it starts out cloudy in the morning, and I think, "Oh, even though I'm in
Oklahoma City, I want to be alive today." But inevitably, by noon, all the clouds are gone and it's a bright, shiny, and sick nasty humid day, and I realize that I was so wrong about wanting to be alive. Not today though. Today is going to stay cloudy. Today is going to be perfect. I'm excited to be alive today so I can... study. Awesome.

We bought a house

And by "we," I actually mean "Laura." Apparently mortgage companies aren't too fond of my gazillion dollars worth of school loans, so Laura got the loan, and so its her name on the house. I vaguely remember some guy from law school saying something about co-ownership of property in marriage, but all I know is my name's on the trucks. I think it's a fair trade.
So anyway, we closed yesterday, and we are officially the proud owners of 1135 S. Sandusky Ave. As of today, our lovely home has two chairs, a cheap bookshelf, and a box of books in it. What more could you need? Meanwhile, back in OKC, we are deep in the madness of deciding what furniture goes where, what walls need to be painted, and how I'm going to fit both my trucks in our one car garage (I still refuse to admit that it's impossible).
Oh, and here's the link to the "virtual tour" of our house:
http://www.tulsamidtownhomes.com/Tulsa/Oklahoma/Homes/730358/Beverly_Hill/Agent/Listing_1337022.html