my day in depth :)
today was supposed to be lazy. i've been sick all month thus far (just an unshakable cold) and i previously thought it was just allergies so i didn't really change my habits. but since it's still here i decided to have a slow weekend....
last night i came home and me and my roommie flopped on the sofa. we got some chinese food, our friend came over and we watched "thank you for smoking". great movie!!! this guy is what i strive to be when i grow up. being a lawyer takes so much school, but a lobbyist? convincing someone you are right by convincing them that they are wrong? that i could do :) just a few more years as a tier 2 customer relations agent with apple and i'll have it down :)
anyway, after the movie i passed out on the sofa (thank god for nyquil lol). i slept through the most amazing storm, letting the rumbles just roll through the house and into my mind. have i ever mentioned how much i love thunderstorms? anyway, the weather was really bad (storms, flooding, the whole nine yards) this morning into early afternoon, but by 2ish, it cleared enough to head out. our friend left and me and my roommate headed down south to a tattoo convention. i had expected more, especially from my favorite tattoo parlor (atomic tattoo on guadalupe), but it was fun. there were booths, live tattooing, different shirts and nick-knacks... but nothing i really wanted. it did provide a fun outlet for me and my roommie for the afternoon. it confirmed that i do in fact want another tattoo and it gave her some ideas for a tattoo to cover up one she has on her back as a drunken mistake. so, fun :)
after that we had lunch at habana. got some yummy cuban food and had some laughs with her and her beau. he's so sweet. but after that he took her off so i was solo. that's when the fun really started. i went took bookpeople. i don't know why. i just wanted to go. i very very rarely go anywhere alone, but tonight i was alone and i didn't want to just go home, so i went to bookpeople. i went upstairs to the religion section and they were setting some event or other up in the middle area. i didn't know what was going on and i'm not one for being in the middle of stuff so i just wandered to the section i wanted in hopes of grabbing some new tome for the evening and sneaking out unnoticed. but i lingered. as i do. and they started things. i heard them talking, but i really paid no mind, thinking instead "oh shit, how am i gonna sneak out of here without walking in front of everyone?". so i decided i would continue the lingering and thought i would wait it out instead. then i heard the name "frank warren". i thought "why does that sound familiar?". then i heard the words "post secret".
i jumped up and ran to the crowds and just stood there. if you aren't sure what post secret is, please go to http://postsecret.blogspot.com/ you will be amazed. you may laugh. you may cry. you will be touched. i have seen these books many times and have wanted to buy them each time, but i've just never had the money.
i bought all three of them tonight.
i just stood there and listened in awe. this man has collected over 100,000 secrets from all over the globe. all on post cards. that he has mailed to his home in maryland. i met him. i shook his hand and talked to him. he signed one of the books i bought. he is not a therapist. he has no degrees. he's just there to listen. proceeds from his books and the money raised from donators on his website help keep suicide hotlines available and make sure that he can continue going to different cities and sharing his amazing experiences.
i just cannot believe that for the second time i got to meet an amazing man at a random bookstore, a man that signed a book that means so much to me, that i will some day be able to gift to my kids...
after that i was just elated. i left there and headed back north. stopped in at the local barnes and noble cause i wanted a peppermint mocha and all the starbucks were closed. i ended up buying three more books and three dvds haha... what a night, what a night indeed.
last night i came home and me and my roommie flopped on the sofa. we got some chinese food, our friend came over and we watched "thank you for smoking". great movie!!! this guy is what i strive to be when i grow up. being a lawyer takes so much school, but a lobbyist? convincing someone you are right by convincing them that they are wrong? that i could do :) just a few more years as a tier 2 customer relations agent with apple and i'll have it down :)
anyway, after the movie i passed out on the sofa (thank god for nyquil lol). i slept through the most amazing storm, letting the rumbles just roll through the house and into my mind. have i ever mentioned how much i love thunderstorms? anyway, the weather was really bad (storms, flooding, the whole nine yards) this morning into early afternoon, but by 2ish, it cleared enough to head out. our friend left and me and my roommate headed down south to a tattoo convention. i had expected more, especially from my favorite tattoo parlor (atomic tattoo on guadalupe), but it was fun. there were booths, live tattooing, different shirts and nick-knacks... but nothing i really wanted. it did provide a fun outlet for me and my roommie for the afternoon. it confirmed that i do in fact want another tattoo and it gave her some ideas for a tattoo to cover up one she has on her back as a drunken mistake. so, fun :)
after that we had lunch at habana. got some yummy cuban food and had some laughs with her and her beau. he's so sweet. but after that he took her off so i was solo. that's when the fun really started. i went took bookpeople. i don't know why. i just wanted to go. i very very rarely go anywhere alone, but tonight i was alone and i didn't want to just go home, so i went to bookpeople. i went upstairs to the religion section and they were setting some event or other up in the middle area. i didn't know what was going on and i'm not one for being in the middle of stuff so i just wandered to the section i wanted in hopes of grabbing some new tome for the evening and sneaking out unnoticed. but i lingered. as i do. and they started things. i heard them talking, but i really paid no mind, thinking instead "oh shit, how am i gonna sneak out of here without walking in front of everyone?". so i decided i would continue the lingering and thought i would wait it out instead. then i heard the name "frank warren". i thought "why does that sound familiar?". then i heard the words "post secret".
i jumped up and ran to the crowds and just stood there. if you aren't sure what post secret is, please go to http://postsecret.blogspot.com/ you will be amazed. you may laugh. you may cry. you will be touched. i have seen these books many times and have wanted to buy them each time, but i've just never had the money.
i bought all three of them tonight.
i just stood there and listened in awe. this man has collected over 100,000 secrets from all over the globe. all on post cards. that he has mailed to his home in maryland. i met him. i shook his hand and talked to him. he signed one of the books i bought. he is not a therapist. he has no degrees. he's just there to listen. proceeds from his books and the money raised from donators on his website help keep suicide hotlines available and make sure that he can continue going to different cities and sharing his amazing experiences.
i just cannot believe that for the second time i got to meet an amazing man at a random bookstore, a man that signed a book that means so much to me, that i will some day be able to gift to my kids...
after that i was just elated. i left there and headed back north. stopped in at the local barnes and noble cause i wanted a peppermint mocha and all the starbucks were closed. i ended up buying three more books and three dvds haha... what a night, what a night indeed.