Holli Rausch

My car was bombed. In one night, about a bazillion birds “did their business” on my car. Everywhere. And in all different colors. I’m embarassed.

Tonight, I was walking out to my car and two guys walked by it, pointed and said things like “Ew!! That’s disgusting!” I pretended like I was going to a different car. When they were in their dorm, I walked back to mine and slipped in. Then, I drove around to find a gas station that still had their squeegies out (most are gone because they’d freeze). So I squeegied almost my entire car. Still looks gross because some of it spread and I was getting too cold to be a perfectionist. The next day that it isn’t below freezing, I’ll probably get a car wash. Otherwise it probably won’t be gone until February or later. I don’t think I can keep on pretending it isn’t my car. I really should take off the “Rausch for House” magnet.

Needless to say, I am now in support of anyone who wants to kill birds. Even in the off-season.

On this date, one year ago, I posted for the first time at this site. I wasn’t the first person to receive a blog from Milesrausch.com. I planned a rather big blog for this, highlighting things over the past year, like starting to date Miles, vacation to Orlando, internship at Daktronics, vacation to New York City, and other random things. But that’s not going to happen. Not because I have anything better planned, but because I simply am tired. And I have a headache, and I also have a job interview tomorrow. And I really want this job. So I need to organize my portfolio and get some rest. I don’t even have a random picture or video clip to share. Sorry to disappoint, but Happy Birthday, MilesRausch.com/Holli!!!!