Is 11:45 too early to start drinking on the weekend?
hi everyone, been awhile.
I sit here on a Saturday morning completely content with my life... well not completely but as complete as I've possibly felt in my entire life. I know its been awhile since I brought anything to the table on livejournal, but I feel now is as good a time as any.
Two months ago I graduated college.
=)
It feels incredibly good to know that I finished something 5 years ago I was unsure I would even start. Now that that incredibly stressful/joyous part of my life is over, I'm just chilling. Working with my autistic kids still, which barely pays the bills. Spending my nights at dive bars filled with locals and $7 pitchers of san diego microbrew beer. Weekends consist of rum and cokes by the pool and tallboys at the beach.
I recently moved to a nice little apartment just 3 miles from the beach and bars. There is a community balcony/terrace thing that has a view of the bay and sea world fireworks every night. It's wonderful.
I recently purchased a new car as well, finally getting rid of the Infiniti. I am proud to say I'm the owner of a 2008 Ford Focus. I really like it a lot and am proud at how much I haggled the car salesman and got what I believe to be an incredible deal (4k off sticker). And as much as I hate Microsoft, the SYNC system in which I can tell (through speech) the car to play music from my ipod is awesome.
Life is great. As long as I can continue to puts smiles of the faces of children everyday and afford $2 meals and cheap beer, I'm content...
and its Noon now, so the bottle opens.
I sit here on a Saturday morning completely content with my life... well not completely but as complete as I've possibly felt in my entire life. I know its been awhile since I brought anything to the table on livejournal, but I feel now is as good a time as any.
Two months ago I graduated college.
=)
It feels incredibly good to know that I finished something 5 years ago I was unsure I would even start. Now that that incredibly stressful/joyous part of my life is over, I'm just chilling. Working with my autistic kids still, which barely pays the bills. Spending my nights at dive bars filled with locals and $7 pitchers of san diego microbrew beer. Weekends consist of rum and cokes by the pool and tallboys at the beach.
I recently moved to a nice little apartment just 3 miles from the beach and bars. There is a community balcony/terrace thing that has a view of the bay and sea world fireworks every night. It's wonderful.
I recently purchased a new car as well, finally getting rid of the Infiniti. I am proud to say I'm the owner of a 2008 Ford Focus. I really like it a lot and am proud at how much I haggled the car salesman and got what I believe to be an incredible deal (4k off sticker). And as much as I hate Microsoft, the SYNC system in which I can tell (through speech) the car to play music from my ipod is awesome.
Life is great. As long as I can continue to puts smiles of the faces of children everyday and afford $2 meals and cheap beer, I'm content...
and its Noon now, so the bottle opens.