Whats up Buttercup.
My o my what have I been up to....
Well...
So three weeks ago my mom was really sick, like flu sick. Then I got sick. You all knew about that. But she never got better and ended up in the hospital. It was really bad because she almost died in 2001 from internal bleeding and she was saying that she felt the way she did then. Not cool. Next day she was in the hospital. But they put a band-aid on her boo-boos and she was sent home same day. She still isn't really up to par, but I got my eagle eye on her.
Then I really did actually make it to California. Everything followed through. Jim picked me up on Monday morning and we went to the airport. He dropped me and my carryon baggage (thats right. I traveled cross country and didn't even have to check my bags!) I got to use the cool express check in. Piece o cake. Go to my gate and I start Harry Potter. I love those books regardless of if people say they are for kids. They are more grown up then half of my "grown up" books. So they ended up putting me in first class. Not bad i'll take it. But they couldn't confirm my second fflight in Colorado. I don't mind being stranded I swear. But it turns out it was allll ok. I made it to Cali at about 430 their time. It was sooo beautiful. No smoke, no humidity, a nice 70 degrees. And palm trees! Can't beat it. But I got to thinking while I was there. Why do I live here? Honestly there isn't anything keeping me here and the things that I do have just make me upset. So why do I live here? I am on a quest to move to a different state. Seriously. I have started looking for jobs in California and Georgia. I am gonna start lookin the in Carolinas and just to humor Kris in Australia too.
Also while I was out there I read a book called the Lovely Bones. It is beautiful. The story is that a girl is murdered and watches her family and friends move on without her and she becomes just another name. While I am not dead I can relate. I walk into my bedroom and it smells like my last relationship. You know those periods in your life where you literally get the wind knocked out of you when you are reminded of them. The girl that was murdered had purple sheets and for a long time her family would go in and smell them. I feel that way about my room. I keep smelling memories of a time that is so far past I don't even know if it existed. I just have the overwhelming urge to hang on to something even if it too is just a mirage. But even when I walk out the front door I see his family and friends and at bars I see them too. And everyone just looks at me as a neighbor or the worse "I think I know you from somewhere" I am outside looking in. I can see them and they don't see me.
Ok different note. BD goes stair diving. Naked. WIth bowling pins. He informed me of this after he regained my phone number and" helped me pack" He is the worst help ever. All he did was sit on my clothes and make it difficult for me but you gotta love a black bowler.
Depending on the moment that you talk to me determines what I will tell you about Craig. Because depending on the moment I don't know what to say. I am getting better, but I still can't talk about it. Pfft I suck at life.
Burger King now sells Chicken Fries. SO EXCITED, In high school they use to sell them in the cafeteria and I had them every friggin day. Now they are sold somewhere!!!!! o Man
I think I have officially run out of things to say. Haha never!
Until next time.
D.
Coming attractions:
- pushup pops being the best and why
- Pretzel bandit hits Cinna.
- my on going saga with JS and our intriging convo
- Try party
- BBQ and why I despise people.
- Cleaning Kris's room
- Goldy attacks again
Well...
So three weeks ago my mom was really sick, like flu sick. Then I got sick. You all knew about that. But she never got better and ended up in the hospital. It was really bad because she almost died in 2001 from internal bleeding and she was saying that she felt the way she did then. Not cool. Next day she was in the hospital. But they put a band-aid on her boo-boos and she was sent home same day. She still isn't really up to par, but I got my eagle eye on her.
Then I really did actually make it to California. Everything followed through. Jim picked me up on Monday morning and we went to the airport. He dropped me and my carryon baggage (thats right. I traveled cross country and didn't even have to check my bags!) I got to use the cool express check in. Piece o cake. Go to my gate and I start Harry Potter. I love those books regardless of if people say they are for kids. They are more grown up then half of my "grown up" books. So they ended up putting me in first class. Not bad i'll take it. But they couldn't confirm my second fflight in Colorado. I don't mind being stranded I swear. But it turns out it was allll ok. I made it to Cali at about 430 their time. It was sooo beautiful. No smoke, no humidity, a nice 70 degrees. And palm trees! Can't beat it. But I got to thinking while I was there. Why do I live here? Honestly there isn't anything keeping me here and the things that I do have just make me upset. So why do I live here? I am on a quest to move to a different state. Seriously. I have started looking for jobs in California and Georgia. I am gonna start lookin the in Carolinas and just to humor Kris in Australia too.
Also while I was out there I read a book called the Lovely Bones. It is beautiful. The story is that a girl is murdered and watches her family and friends move on without her and she becomes just another name. While I am not dead I can relate. I walk into my bedroom and it smells like my last relationship. You know those periods in your life where you literally get the wind knocked out of you when you are reminded of them. The girl that was murdered had purple sheets and for a long time her family would go in and smell them. I feel that way about my room. I keep smelling memories of a time that is so far past I don't even know if it existed. I just have the overwhelming urge to hang on to something even if it too is just a mirage. But even when I walk out the front door I see his family and friends and at bars I see them too. And everyone just looks at me as a neighbor or the worse "I think I know you from somewhere" I am outside looking in. I can see them and they don't see me.
Ok different note. BD goes stair diving. Naked. WIth bowling pins. He informed me of this after he regained my phone number and" helped me pack" He is the worst help ever. All he did was sit on my clothes and make it difficult for me but you gotta love a black bowler.
Depending on the moment that you talk to me determines what I will tell you about Craig. Because depending on the moment I don't know what to say. I am getting better, but I still can't talk about it. Pfft I suck at life.
Burger King now sells Chicken Fries. SO EXCITED, In high school they use to sell them in the cafeteria and I had them every friggin day. Now they are sold somewhere!!!!! o Man
I think I have officially run out of things to say. Haha never!
Until next time.
D.
Coming attractions:
- pushup pops being the best and why
- Pretzel bandit hits Cinna.
- my on going saga with JS and our intriging convo
- Try party
- BBQ and why I despise people.
- Cleaning Kris's room
- Goldy attacks again