This is a smart car. And I want it.


I might be able to afford it with my new job... :)

Sunday Night Raspberries

With raspberries at the bottom of my cocktail glass, I've begun to really see what I want. Less drama, more me. Me sounds selfish, but after worrying about friends for so long, I just want to be okay by myself. I have a list of things that I want to do. And now that a secure future may be at hand, I can dream of the little things. Sewing class, cooking class, ceramics class, do I need to go on? It's about time I stop worrying about the future and focusing on the now. This past week I have had a little bit of a handle on that. With drama enveloping the first part of the week, I've decided to ignore it for awhile and see how I like it...

I don't miss it. Or the short-lasted comfort.


What I do miss on the other hand, is the comfort of a friend who knows me so well. The potential of a long lasting relationship, where both parties are willing to work on things. It's nice to take a step back and realize what it takes to make it through life. Playing in the snow, getting lost, and the forever ambition to make life better. I know better now, and I hope not to forget it this time.

Friday I had an interview, which honestly fell into my lap. Networking is a keyword I never paid attention to before. Out of the mouth of a strange coworker,whose sister needed a hard working employee. With the possibility of a really neat job, I know how important it actually networking is. One of the largest collection law firms in the nation they have decided to consider me for a skip tracing position. I get to find people all day long. I think of it as detective work. I absolutely won over my interviewers, now only a few little details in place hopefully I can relax.


I know what I need to work on. Maturing socially, slowing down, and looking at the now instead of later. And after cookies from a very old friend, I realize how important the female friends are in my life.


And the raspberries were delicious.

baked potatoes

The strangest day happened to be yesterday. After a heavy night of drinking I am trying to piece it all together. The day was hell, full of bad wisdom teeth and fighting, then a break. The night was full of drinking, game, and dancing. Obviously I was drunk otherwise I would not have danced. As I sit here, I am a bit blown away (and hung over) over what had all actually occurred.

It's almost over.








Also, baked potatoes are the cure for the sick stomach of drinking.