on my arm where my friend play punched me. I feel like a weakling.
Very very very very long trip to New York. Soooo exhausted. I miss the city and I don't miss the city. It's back to work bright and early tomorrow. But looking forward to Tuesday at Sushi King with my bests.
Loving Yeasayer something crazy.
And Okkervil River.
Also... how good is Breaking Bad? Amazing. I love this show. AMC is making some good shows this day. Between Breaking Bad and Mad Men I'm pretty set on entertainment.
Hating my job. I feel like I'm in high school with all the drama that goes on there. So happy I'm off to New York for the rest of the week.
Still need to:
-Do my taxes
-Register for next semester
-Find a better job
-Get a life
It's weird to feel like I've backtracked. Years ago I was in college, then I moved to NYC on a whim, put myself in debt, and am back at home living in my parents house and working at a Barnes and Noble. It's hard to go from independence to back with your parents. I don't have my own car because I didn't need it when living in New York. So I share with my 17 year old sister. How pathetic does that make me? And now I'm single for the first time in a very long time. My plans for moving wherever he was stationed are gone so I feel like I have no real path. So now I'm back in school at 23... soon to be 24, and feeling like a teenager again. Just with more money. And better clothes. I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen, something to change, so I don't have to do it for myself. I'm not so sure life works that way. What if this is just it, and I just have to make the best of it. I have no idea what my best even is. It's like this one scene from Six Feet Under:
I think of this whenever I start to feel this way. I miss that show. I miss a lot of things. I need some good. Some new and fun and creative and exciting. Just something.
Procrastinatinggggggggg.... 9:20pm and two more classes of work to do. Lame lame lame.
Went to Manchester Orchestra on Friday and it was amazing of course. Makes me want to move back to NYC and live with my bestie up there. Now that the man isn't in my life anymore and I don't have to move where he's stationed I guess I should give some thought as to where I want to live.
I have two more days of work then back to NYC to work for my Dad for the week.
My friend and I found an old Super Nintendo AND Zombies Ate My Neighbors. I forgot about that game and it's awesomeness. I feel like a dork for saying that but I don't even care because drunken Zombie time was amazing. Huge babies, tommy knockers, werewolves, lagoon creatures, clown dummies... what more could you ask for?
Why do I have the Goldfish jingle stuck in my head? This happens far too often.
For the record: Biffy Clyro and The Features were both amazing at the Manchester show.
Been off work for a week and did basically nothing and it was glorious. Tomorrow I'm back in at 7:30am and it sucks a big one.
I have an odd obsession with looking a cute animals right now. Someone linked the holy-cuteness blog and I have been addicted ever since.
Yesterday I bought the Droid and it is incredible to say the least. It does everything! I don't even need this laptop anymore! The only thing I have to get used to is using this little keyboard... I'm so fast on the regular phone pad but not this one... and oddly enough with my small hands it's actually kind of hard to use the full keyboard that opens up. I guess I can just use the on screen one. This thing has 16 gigs of memory.. it could practically replace my iPod.
I've been trying to drink more water so I carry around a Nalgene bottle all the time now.
This is a very pointless blog posting. Although, all of my blog postings are pointless so I guess it's irrelevant that this one is too.
It's Sunday... which means I have a shit ton of school work to do of course.
Why oh why can't I sleep more? I feel like I'm always tired these days. Maybe it's my new ear piercings and they are messing with my sleeping more than I realize.
Why do I save my school work until the last possible day every single week? I never learn my lesson :(
Hopefully I have learned my lesson about boys... and I won't keep falling into the same pattern. I think I like to 'save' people and I get involved with guys for that reason. I don't want to save anyone anymore, I want a guy who wants to save me... even though I don't really need saving... but yeah.
I have spent too much money this week. I need to start to monitor that. I now have 4 new dresses, 1 new pair of jeans, 1 new pair of shoes, and 4 new tops.
I'd have to say my guiltiest music pleasure right now is:
I don't know why, but I just love her.
Isn't it weird that the bands you grow up with like Fall Out Boy or New Found Glory or Taking Back Sunday you almost have to be embarrassed to like now. Because FOB got so popular they now have to be a "guilty pleasure" even though we liked them from the get-go?
My ears are finally feeling better, maybe I'll get a full night of sleep tonight. I am so skipping out on work to see Percy Jackson with my friend... and yes, I do think that officially makes me a loser.