Me Blogging

Things have been crazy.

First, work just... well it is work. Everyone seems nice, but I'm really hating the hours, eight thirty to four thirty, then on Friday's eight thirty to seven... it's just a drag at times to wake up and go to work. And I can't wait (Sarcasm) to begin working Saturdays. Eck. This week though they gave me Saturday and Monday off... which is nice. We get a day off a week, plus Sunday, and mine happened to land in such a way that I got a long weekend. I was thinking about going somewhere, anywhere... but Chicago's out of the picture for now (Mom wants to go and she was busy,) and I haven't heard from Anyone in Cincinnati, including that Someone whom we won't mention, so it's not worth the $2.05 a gallon to drive down there to be dissapointed or annoyed.

What else? My parents (finally) got me a bookcase/shelf thingie...so I can take all my books out of my closets, and it's a wonderful addition to my colorful room. I love it, five shelves of books that represent who I am. I especially enjoy the first shelf of Nancy Drew's and American Girl's. I need to go thrift store-ing to find some more ND's. Never can have a full collection of those.

Last Monday I went out with church friends, it was an interesting night. We went to a coffee shop we always used to hang out at... christian open mic night on Mondays. I felt a bit uncomfortable, it's a problem when you'd feel more comfortable in a bar drinking $2 draft versus on a couch in a coffee shop drinking your grande $5 latte. I don't think it had anything to do with what I was drinking. Perhaps more with who I was associating with. Anyway, later tonight I'm trying again, and hanging out with some old Life Teen catholic friends... we will see how it goes. I'm going to be with them all day tommorow, there is this big Life Teen thing, so hopefully tonight goes well.

I will also see Rob tommorow... the older guy... a bit nervous, but oh well.

I'm getting my hair cut on Tuesday... I'm thinking about growing it out a bit, but I don't know how it will look come August so it may get chopped off again in the name of having a style.

I miss the Someone who hasn't called me... but I keep on glancing over at my bookshelf and wondering if I will find someone who will make my toes curl even more and have more of the same interests that I do. (As in, wouldn't it be great to go to bed with someone who also sleeps with books? In English, my double bed is big enough to leave my current novel right where it falls as I fall asleep myself... I'd love a guy who reads as much as I do.) Wait, maybe then he would be gay. Anyway.

What else? Oh! Cleaning out my room today I found this old note from a guy back in 1998... this guy Fida (he is Indian, great great guy... ) and I used to write notes back and forth in Math class... I had a big thing for him but he couldn't have a thing for me because he is going to have an arranged marriage. Anyway, we used to write these deep poetic notes ... all through junior high, but then in high school we started hanging out in different groups and hardly talked anymore. He gave me his senior picture and on the back wrote a surprising letter... "regardless of what opinion you have of me I still think you are an intelligent, capable, vibrant, and not to mention beautiful woman." It's interesting he put that especially since we hardly talked the last few years of high school... but anyway... my point being, on his senior picture he included his email so I emailed him... we will see if he still has that email and if I get an email back. It would be nice to get in touch with him again, I haven't seen him since graduation.

Well. I think that's more than enough for now. I miss you all a bunch. This is going to be a longggg summer.

Write and write and write some more.