i lost myself for a moment
life marches on. my job is still boring but i am still getting paid. and i am starting to talk to people, although i don't think that i'll be partying with any of them any time soon.
there is this one really skeazy guy that works there, he has this huge diamond earring and he wears this mariners' fleece zipped down a little too low. he really scares me and i am overcome by the urge to vomit on myself everytime he walks by.
but i was listening to radiohead today at work, and 'karma police' came on and i pretty much started crying at my desk. i just thought about that day and how perfect it was, because it wasn't, it was so real and so wonderful and i felt so comfortable and myself. and how we were driving down I-15 in salt lake and it was just before the sunset and he was in the backseat and when it came on he just started singing and sarah and i were sitting there smiling to ourselves, and then when we got to his house and he got his call and what an amazing experience that was and how just infintely happy everyone was at that moment. so of course it reminded of that week at the end and how i cried so much. i was sad, really, because i lost that, that friendship, that's it. i know that there were other things that factored into it, but i cried because i knew that things had changed so quickly and that we weren't going to have any more moments like that.
i miss my roommates (shall we just call them my sisters? yeah, i think so)
i miss my boys (shall we just call them my brothers? not like i needed more, but yeah)
i miss their apartment and what a stinky mess it was
i miss late night runs to wendys and inappropriate activities at wal-mart and the dollar theatre
i miss my italian mafia and all the cool people in that class
i miss kim and quindi
but i do so heart being home. tonight especially, as i am alone, i plan to grab a thoughtful book, put carmen in the cd player, and draw a nice hot vanilla bubble bath. then my mother and i are off to have some seattle fun tomorrow.
as much as i love this torrential rain, there really is nothing quite as good as a seattle rainstorm, i would like to start waterskiing soon. weather, would you mind throwing me an 80 sometime this week? and who's with me?!
there is this one really skeazy guy that works there, he has this huge diamond earring and he wears this mariners' fleece zipped down a little too low. he really scares me and i am overcome by the urge to vomit on myself everytime he walks by.
but i was listening to radiohead today at work, and 'karma police' came on and i pretty much started crying at my desk. i just thought about that day and how perfect it was, because it wasn't, it was so real and so wonderful and i felt so comfortable and myself. and how we were driving down I-15 in salt lake and it was just before the sunset and he was in the backseat and when it came on he just started singing and sarah and i were sitting there smiling to ourselves, and then when we got to his house and he got his call and what an amazing experience that was and how just infintely happy everyone was at that moment. so of course it reminded of that week at the end and how i cried so much. i was sad, really, because i lost that, that friendship, that's it. i know that there were other things that factored into it, but i cried because i knew that things had changed so quickly and that we weren't going to have any more moments like that.
i miss my roommates (shall we just call them my sisters? yeah, i think so)
i miss my boys (shall we just call them my brothers? not like i needed more, but yeah)
i miss their apartment and what a stinky mess it was
i miss late night runs to wendys and inappropriate activities at wal-mart and the dollar theatre
i miss my italian mafia and all the cool people in that class
i miss kim and quindi
but i do so heart being home. tonight especially, as i am alone, i plan to grab a thoughtful book, put carmen in the cd player, and draw a nice hot vanilla bubble bath. then my mother and i are off to have some seattle fun tomorrow.
as much as i love this torrential rain, there really is nothing quite as good as a seattle rainstorm, i would like to start waterskiing soon. weather, would you mind throwing me an 80 sometime this week? and who's with me?!