grateful

There will always be the close friends who are there for you and love you no matter if you are wrong or right. The ones who hate who you hate, who love whatever makes you happy.

And then there's that one person who unexpectedly shows up when you're down to let you know they are there. Someone you never would have thought would step in to cheer you up.

I am entirely grateful and flattered to have been blessed by both.

things

Last night I dreamed the world was ending and we were on the run. I also dreamed while making the escape(to where I don't know) I tried to steal my next door neighbor's boyfriend. I haven't ever met my neighbor's boyfriend or thought of him in a sexual way...so that's odd. Also I dreamed I had to not only tell my mother that I was going to die, but reveal to her that I was going to hell because I hadn't lived a Christian life.

Needless to say I am feeling weird today. I have already tried on approximately 4 outfits. The only place I have to go today is the library to return some overdue CDs (image that...ME with a late fee. unbelievable...haha). There could be sushi in my future, but more likely it will be a frozen meal and yet another wedding show via On Demand. I would suggest retail therapy to myself, but I am pretty sure that only works if you have money to spend.

On a lighter note, youtube the PS22 Chorus and prepare to be blown away.

guess what

This morning Micah rolls over and says "what time is it?"

me: "I don't know" "um....8:46"

scarymicah:" what...WHAT?! !@#$ BANG BOOM CRASH"

Apparently his first day at Quaker Steak and Lube began at 9... Thus ensued a frenzied car ride in the rain, with me driving to beat the clock. Needless to say, we barely made it out alive...

But my real hero moment of the day was when I realized I was going to pile drive an adorable turtle into the ground if I didn't slam on my brakes and attempt vehicular suicide by swerving away from this little guy.

When parking to come to his rescue, I came across ANOTHER turtle. I saved two lives today.Make that three if you count Micah....er, his job. Four if you count the fact I didn't die trying to save the other three lives. What the fuck did you do this morning? Indulge in some saturated fats and preservatives? I thought so. I might as well be Bear Grylls.

Haha, that is all.

gypsy feet

My friend Lauren used this term the other day to describe what her granny used to say about her ever present desire to get away. I feel it now more than ever, and can't help but imagine myself on the west coast, in a successful career, with interesting friends and a solid social life. Oh graduation....where are you? I think I just need a little substance to my day to day.

lisa

Lisa is probably turning over in her would-be grave over the amount of blog rules I have broken. I have managed to steer clear of using last names, but I am positive I've broken the other rules. Lisa, as a pro-blogger manages to be funny,witty, and simultaneously vague. I, on the other hand can barely keep my mouth shut in real life, soooo it is not surprising that my blog has taken a turn for the worst. I am actually not sure what one of the rules was, but the most important one was don't get too emotional....fail. Well, positive vague things to talk about....

Leah comes home this Sunday and I feel as though my life is about to fall back into line. Godiva....same old same old. Cranky customers, shitty hours, minimum wage. And during the day I do literally nothing. Maybe I'll get a haircut this week.I think I have a mullet right now. Dear Life, would a little positive energy/excitement be too much to ask for?Maybe a plane ticket to LA, please?

I need a vacation from all this nothing that I've been doing.....

I really feel like painting currently but I'm too lazy to move the frames and lamp off my trunk to dig out my supplies. So what this means is I'll either read or watch lame youtube videos for a while.

to check out the aforementioned, brilliant blogger that is Lisa :

lisafromappalachia.com

departure.

What do you do when you feel yourself being so strongly in one direction, you know departure is necessary and inevitable, but all you can do is run full speed toward the opposite? I've been berated and belittled so many times I can't understand what's true anymore. I wish more than anything to be a clean slate, freed of every experience until now.

speeding ticket.

40 in a 30.

Fuck the police.