In Thailand I ate rice noodle soup everyday for breakfast. I love it. There is this little place next to an Asian market that I like where I eat my pho. If you want to try it, I'll take you there someday.
Here is a picture of my half eaten lunch. At this particular restaurant they give you a fortune cookie. I always get crappy fortunes, but this one was really interesting. We shall see what December 27th will bring. A couple weeks ago my friend and I went to the Avenues street fair. I saw these amazing pieces of art made with dried flowers. My friend was thoughtful enough to remember which one I had my eye on and bought it for me. I love it. I need to find the perfect place for it.
Tonight I watched the office and laughed like I do when I am with an old friend I haven't seen in a while. I am so glad that Jim and Pam are dating (I'm such a nerd). I really hate that The office and Grey's Anatomy are on at the same time. It's like choosing between which child you love more. Ah well, I'll just have to rely on TV links.
Things I learned last night: 1)LCD Soundsystem makes me dance my pants off. 2)I wish that I was a sexy little Asian girl who plays the keyboard and synthesizer 3)I'm older than I used to be- earplugs are a must, using an old receipt from your friend's purse just doesn't cut it. 4)I want to wear glittery gloves and drum on everything around me AND wear suspenders. 5)Everyone I know loves Arcade Fire- me included.
And last but not least- I can find a man where ever I go.
Here's a little taste of what I experienced, a friend of a friend took this last night.
I have this thing for guys that ride skateboards. I think it might be some sort of disorder. I have liked these boys for as long as I can remember. In 3rd grade I was in love with Ryan Comstock who had the total skater hair cut and would do ollies on his skateboard on the playground- it continued from there and I don't think it ever really ended.
It's a little harder now. I hear a skateboard coming down the road and it's instinctual for me to look (while my heart is racing just a bit), inevitably it's a 12 year old with his pants practically falling off. Most skater boys have grown out of it by the age of 30, some have not, but those are normally the ones with no ambition and no job. I am glad to say that I have matured- ambition and job now trump being able to ride a skate board.
Saturday I had the opportunity to go to Dew Tours at the Energy Solutions Arena (it will always be the Delta Center to me). I received free tickets from big brothers big sisters to take my little sister. This is great for her since she suffers from the same affliction I do, a longing for skater boys and anything connected to them. The cool thing about this event was that BBBS is involved with a non profit organization called Create a Skate that has kids build skateboards in the schools. Because of this, Whitney and I were able to build a skateboard, decorate it, paint it, put wheels and trucks on the deck and Whitney got to take it home. As we were building the skateboard Bucky Lasek came and helped us. He hung out with us for a bit and signed Whitney's board. I am proud to say that I didn't say anything too stupid in front of Bucky- I hope he didn't notice me staring and drooling. I think a millionaire skater is totally my type. Here are some pictures of the event, I am supposed to be emailed more- these are what I took on my camera phone.
First we had to sand the board. Whitney hates sanding so much that I did most of it. Not sure why I am making that face.
Then Whitney decorated it and painted it. Here's Whitney and Bucky. He is so cute. Seriously.
After building the skateboard, we went inside and watched the BMX competition. All in all it was a really fun time. Whitney had a blast. So did I and not just because of the skater boys, although they didn't hurt.
Wednesday night was a fun night. It was good people, good fun (REAL soccer- even though I didn't once see David Beckham's nipples)and crazy activities like Yoga Ball Olympics.
I love it when I meet people and they are as crazy as I am.
Here are two pictures that happened later that night. They captured the happiness that was Wednesday night.
Last night I didn't take anything to help me sleep and I actually slept. I think I only woke up 2 or 3 times in the night, but not long enough to have to get out of bed. I did however have super crazy dreams. I dreamt that for some reason there were dead bugs and crabs (the ocean kind) all over the floor and I was trying to sweep them up. I didn't know where they had come from, but they were everywhere. Well, I looked it up on a dream dictionary. I don't really believe in that mumbo jumbo, but maybe there is something to it.
This is what it said about bugs: To see a bug in your dream, suggests that you are worried about something. It is symbolic of your anxieties and/or fears. What is literally bugging you? Consider also the popular phrase "bitten by the bug" to imply your strong emotional ties or involvement to some activity/interest/hobby. Alternatively, the bug may be representative of your sexual thoughts.
And here are the crabs: To see a crab in your dream, signifies you perseverance and tenacity. On an extreme note, you maybe be too clingy and dependant and hanging on to a hopeless endeavor. Crabs are also symbolic of your irritable personality, as in the pun, being "crabby".
So apparently I am worried about something or I am depending on something that is a hopeless endeavor or maybe they are the same thing? Or I am sexually frustrated and therefore an irritable person.
Eh, I still say it's all mumbo jumbo. (Who says mumbo jumbo? Me apparently.)
Have you heard about these crazy side effects of Ambien and the wacky things the victims do in their sleep completely unaware? Hey, guess what? I AM ONE OF THEM. I know that this may sound like I am making it up, but this is the honest truth. I have been struggling to sleep for over a week. I tried a new sleeping pill, one that I had never tried before. I took this pill at about 10:30 pm I hardly remember this next part- when I had glimpses of it this morning in my conscious brain, I was pretty much mortified. There are about 6 of you out there that were sent a text/voice message. This consisted of me talking in some cases and then always ended in one of three songs. Somewhere over the rainbow, Close to you and love me tender. If you did not get one of these messages, be grateful. I sounded totally wasted and apparently I was.
For the first time in over 2 weeks I woke up refreshed and well rested, until the realization of what I thought I might have done set in. Now I want to crawl under my covers and never come out.
Hope it made for a good laugh. I guess it's back to not sleeping again.
Here are other stories, some not as funny, some even more hilarious. I really wish I was able to attach the voice messages. Maybe I'll work on that.
Well I can't figure out how to put them on here, if anyone knows how, let me know- because they are so funny.
I have so many beautiful, hilarious gems that have been taken or sent to me on my phone. Why should I be the only one to enjoy these pictures? I have decided to share them all with you. I can't imagine what life would have been like in middle school and highschool if I had had a camera phone. I am so much more mature now than I was then and they are still ridiculous.
I just looked at how they came out and I have no idea why I made the sizes so wacky- but I'm keeping it.
I have fun friends. If you have my number and a camera phone, please please please send me pictures throughout the day. They make me so happy.
I hate not being able to sleep. It makes me wacko. I had a really long day at work- the super stressful kind and I was able to wind down with a super intense western (3:10 to Yuma, I liked it). When I have long days, such as this, I have a tendency to have moments of insanity throughout the day. That's pretty funny seeing that I work for a mental health organization. Well, today was no exception. I was driving the big white mental health van after just dropping off some rowdy teenagers. I was heading to an in-home with a family that I love, but they totally stress me out. I was listening to movin 100.7 when a song came on the radio. It was "just the two of us" by Will Smith. I remember this song from about 10 years ago and I think I liked it then, I can't really remember. Anyway, as I was listening to it I started to get a little weepy. Seriously, what? Weepy over a Will Smith song?
I was sent crashing back to reality when Madonna's "dress you up" came on afterward. I need a vacation.
For those of you that don't know, I hang out with a 14 year old girl about once a week. She's my little sis (not literally). Anyway, tonight we hung out- we just went to dinner and talked. I forget how hilarious it is being 14. She had me laughing all night with the drama that is happening in the 9th grade. Then I realized that the drama is not so much different than the drama at age 29, which just made me laugh even harder. Here was our conversation:
Whitney: Remember my friend Tory that was going out with Corbin last year?
Me: Yeah (I think I remember).
Whitney: Well Tory and Corbin broke up over the summer. Guess who she is going out with now?
Me: Who?
Whitney: Trent!
Me: Really? (who's Trent?)
Whitney: Yeah, but he let his hair grow out and now it's all shaggy.
Me: Wow.
Whitney: And Kelsie is going out with Jake AND he has an Afro!
Me: You're kidding!
The conversation went on like this for about an hour and I loved it. It was so hilarious. I had no idea who she was talking about most of the time, but it sure was fun. She is so sweet and somewhat innocent. She was telling me about some of her friends and sex and drugs and I felt so scared for her. It's scary being 14 in 2007.
This week has been alright. I am suffering from a serious lack of motivation. I just don't feel like doing anything responsible. SO, I go out every night and play and then hate myself in the morning because I am exhausted. Last night I Shot the tube. It was so much fun. I am definitely not as young as I used to be and I am totally accident prone, my ankle has all the skin scrapped off of it and my right butt cheek in purple- but it was a blast.
Earlier in the week a cute boy took me to see the play "Spamalot". It was hilarious.
If you liked the movie "Monty Python and the Holy Grail", you will love this show.
Last weekend a friend of mine was in town. Sunny and her husband Seth and their cute little baby Stella. I have been friends with Sunny since we were 14. I am sure that we used to talk the way Whitney talks. In fact we may have done some of it Sunday, reverting back to when we were kids. The difference? Sunny is now an amazing Mommy and wife. She's adorable and I love her.
We attempted a model pose and this is what came out.
Now we look like the grown ups we are.
Stella. She's only 3 months old and look how cute and chubby she is!!! Those cheeks are amazing.
So we had a kick ass party on Saturday night in celebration of some birthdays on September 1 (namely Aliah, Jake, Ryan and Jed). There was definitely a great turn out. It was a theme party. Since at 29, 30 and 31 you are "nearly dead" everyone was required to dress up dead. Zombie, Vampire, Ghost- what have you. The dancing was fun- met lots of new people. Here are the memories saved forever in picture form.
And then of course the after party. There always seems to be one of those and I just couldn't stop dancing.
It was a good time. We hope to have another themed dance party again soon, maybe disco this time? Or robots? We shall see.
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