Waiting for the Unexpected

Spontaneity is quite contagious. I long for a day when I don't know what happens next, and in a sense I suppose, life is very much spontaneous even if I try to plan it. Schedule's can only last so long, eventually as they say change comes about, and again I am forced to find another pattern for each unrecognizable day. How very dull, if you ask me. The truth is, I am tired of being lost in the routine, rather than finding the air, the small lines in-between. If I had a mission, it would be to hold on to the unstructured and unplanned impulsiveness in the midst of impossible reality.

Speaking of unplanned. My car is the epitome of surprises. Just two weeks ago it wouldn't start. I took it into the shop. A few days later, I was told that the computer had been reset, they were monitoring it, and everything seemed kosher. Wunderbar. So, my brother went to pick it up, and he drove a whole five blocks...and then it stalled in the middle of 1st street. Not my idea of spontaneity, but I suppose I can't complain. Anyway, I just got it back today. I honestly hope this is the last mishap from the Intrepid for awhile. I would be eternally grateful.

I took my final Friday in Humanities. The end, as I know it. Well, for three weeks at least. 3 credits richer, and 6 credits total for the summer. Not too bad, however, I sincerely hope I can get the rest of my credits during the school year and graduate on time. It is exciting and almost surreal as I stand upon the brink of my senior year. Nearly a few months away from reality, the working world. I must say, the economy has given me quite a scare. I worry about job opportunities after graduation, but I try to remember a small notion my Dad always told me "Most things you worry about never happen." I hope he's right.

Tomorrow, vacation commences. It couldn't come fast enough. I am beyond thrilled, and ready to hit the open road. Sometimes, there just isn't anything that compares to long trips with good conversation, good views, and good friends. Speaking of which, I spent this past weekend in Omaha with Luke, Matt, and Tony! We went to the Zoo on Saturday, and then hit up a delicious Indian inspired restaurant and a couple bars as well. It was great spending a weekend with the boys. I forget how much I love being with men, their laid-back and (spontaneous!) attitude towards life. I find I've acquired some wonderful guys in my life. I can't honestly thank them enough, for just being themselves.

Upon the brink of a 25+ car ride, I find myself wondering how passing the time will commence. I am sure that among five brains, there should be something worth our while. I am more than eager to go back to Cali, but I must admit I didn't think I would be making a trip up this soon! I only just visited in March for Spring Break, and I am delighted to be going back. Twice in a year. Not too bad. I am quite looking forward to what I will be waiting at my return, however. School seems oddly in my favor this year, as it is not just classes and a piece of official calligraphied (made up word) paper that I am happy to tend to, but also friends I've missed. Some especially in particular. Here's to having a planner, and not planning anything at all.

Apology Accepted

I am apologetic. As a woman, as a female using feminine talk, I am by nature supposed to use fillers when making a point, such as "Well, if you think so" or "Is that okay?", and of course the ever popular, "I'm sorry." Or, "My apologies" for the Brits. Often times, I've realized I'm so accident prone and somewhat embarrassing that I apologize in advance for whatever chaos might ensue on account of my brilliant awesomeness. Point being? Well, I almost feel as if I never make a strong point, because I always "apologize" for it. I feel a lot, a great deal in fact. I'd like to think I know what passion is like. I just don't know if I ever have courage enough to stick to my guns. Lock and load, ladies and gentlemen.

I mentioned I learned a few more design techniques last Monday. Too bad I never get to use them, on account of I'm too busy dealing with crazies. Right? The Million Stem Rose Sale brings the most annoying, demanding, picky customers I've ever had to deal with. One lady kept me an HOUR after my shift making a boutonnière which, might I add WITHOUT apology, is one flower and a couple greens made with floral tape. In reality, it should take a whole five minutes. And it would have, if she wouldn't have complained about the angle of the bow. Holy zombie Jesus. I honestly believe this job is reason enough for higher education. Amen.

I'm an avid buyer of things I don't need. I could say I have this in common with alot of people, however, I think I have the sense not to purchase some of the random ridiculous paraphenalia that others would swoon over. For example. The other day at work, I priced Sun balloons with sunglasses on them. Whoever thought the sun should have sunglasses? It seems like an oxymoron to me. The vintage and second hand stores are always a good laugh too. Sometimes I get lucky, but most of the time I find myself sifting through stuff I wouldn't have bought the first time around, much less the second. I should mention that Hattie and I went to 18th Street Vintage and saw an old as balls Golf Cart for sale. We strongly debated it, for the sole purpose of riding it around campus and telling anyone who gave us a look, "What are you going to do about it. We're seniors!" We resisted however, and bought Twister and Lite Bright instead. WIN.

Last night, we had a Christmas in July party at the duplex! It was a great turnout for being so awful outside. Hattie made fun foods, including the most amazing fruit pizza I've ever had the pleasure of eating. We also had a White Elephant gift exchange, which was way fun! Hattie ended up with a bag of awesome hats, and I somehow chose the bag with a heart monitor :). Needless to say, we received some pretty random presents. Diana was also able to make an appearance, looking lovely and finally back in the states! I think we are going to love being roommates next fall, for more than a few reasons. Jam sessions all the time, and bottom line, its going to rock.

One more week of Humanities, and free at last, free at last. Taking classes in the summer has its pros and cons, but during the month of reading and studying and staying in to do said work, it makes me wonder when I ever thought it was a good idea. Alas, in a week I will be 3 credits richer. From there, on to Omaha to see Luke and Tony, and then California with the girls. A much needed vacation, in other words, and I cannot wait. I suppose I could classify these trips under things I shouldn't "buy", and perhaps some people would laugh at the amount of money I expect to get me through both. However, as my boss told me last week, I need to grow some balls. So, this is one thing I won't apologize for.

Well behaved women rarely make history.

Small but Significant

It's amazing how many times I catch myself wanting life to slow down, then hoping simultaneously for it to move at a faster pace. I find most days have their moments of picking up and hours of dreadful dragging on. The little things and the small insignificant parts to my day are sometimes the only way I believe time can stop and wait for my own small appreciation. Laughing of course is essential. Any way that I can laugh, mind you, I will seek it out and throw my head back in grand approval. Its the unexpected laughter that comes from a deep place that I long for the most. As such, the past few days have paved the way for deep laughter. Commence.

Last week, I was able to go out with Matt and Amber, two old theatre souls that I dearly love to be seen with. Firstly, I met up with Matt and yes, the amazingly awesome Vanessa (V-dog) herself at Cup of Joe to hear her dad throw down some beats. He is quite talented, great to listen to whilst drinking a White Night with two (guilty) shots of espresso. We caught up on our lives, and what reality had in store. I can only hope I have my life as put together and well planned as Vanessa when I graduate. Afterwards we headed to The Landmark, a hole in the wall bar conveniently packed with douchebags. That being said, we didn't stay long. Fate brought us to a place no one would dare go at 2:00 in the morning. Perkins. Complete with breakfast. I'd say the meal was bittersweet, due to the fact that I was first eating quesadillas, then quesadillas con mucho syrup-o. Menke had ordered a breakfast entree that included pancakes. As he reached for the syrup container to douse his food in syrupy goodness, the top of the container popped off and managed to cover the table, some of the food, and a lot of Amber's boyfriends arm. Most would frown and say, wow he was completely off target. I am however, extremely impressed as he managed to get no syrup whatsoever on his pancakes. Cue deep laughter.

I found the PowerRangers text alert. I feel exponentially cool and also the impulse to play the ringtone whenever I am around anyone, really. The other day, I reminisced about the soundtrack from A Goofy Movie, and I suppose a trip to what made my world go round when I was 10 started from there. I honestly don't think I'll ever stop being a kid. Never lose your childish innocence, so they say. I suppose I've got that covered.

Matt and I are going to visit Luke the last weekend in July. I am glad we get to see him before November! I was not kosher in any way for waiting that long. We are planning on driving up to Council Bluffs and then make our way over to Omaha to see the Zoo (which I haven't been to in ages) and other interesting places in the area. We will probably only have one day with Luke, but I am still quite beside myself. We also may get down to Sioux City :)

California plans are confirmed! Megan just got the okay, and we are good to go. Needless to say, we have already started planning on the Mix for the drive down. Its going to be a long trip, but I think driving cross-country can be really enjoyable with the right people. I am still unsure of what we will be doing during the week, but I hope it includes a trip to the drive-in, Huntington Beach Farmer's Market, and dollar whole pineapples. Regardless, I'm beyond excited and I can't believe we will be leaving already in a matter of 2 1/2 weeks!

I learned more design techniques (yes, they do exist) for flower arrangements on Monday. All three of my pieces are priced and for sale in the cooler! Cheerio. As it is nearly 3:00, bout that time, ay chaps? I don't think I'll ever conform to a normal sleeping schedule. Too easy.

When You Wish Upon a Starr.

Summer is half over. Honestly, I've started to realize that the fourth of July is a warning. Once the holiday has come and gone, its time to go back to the summer list if there is one, and attempt to do everything possible. While mine may not be extensive or enviable in any small certain way, I still hope to put some kind of dent in it. Most of my summer's in the past three years have been a blur. Lots of rehearsal, Perkins, and good company. However, hardly any free time. This summer, a bit more free time than desired, Fleurs, and missing the old company but keeping new. Its been interesting, but so different. At first, I looked at it with uncertainty. Now, I see opportunity.

I started my second class of the summer on Tuesday. Humanities. Not extremely challenging, just time consuming. As I have acquired a lot of extra time, really, I guess I should be grateful. But I'm not. I think the scientists who are trying to find a cure for cancer should be awesome, and do that first. Then, second on the agenda: Reading through Osmosis. Think about it. Instead of spending hours reading textbook material, you could just absorb that shit up! I love to read, but sometimes reading 100 pages of anything is tiring and also not extremely rewarding. At the end of the passage, you're finished. But unless you take extensive notes (How about no) you've got nothing to show for it. Perhaps this is why I have such a terrible short term memory. My quota is too full of random dates from the French Revolution. Oh seigneur.

Yesterday I was able to see Jackie before she jetted off to Europe. Coffee talk at the Cup. Megan was there also, and the three of us plotted for California in August. Incidentally, California is at the top of my list. I am hoping it doesn't fall through. At the moment, our greatest worry is being without a vehicle. This puts a lot of pressure on certain passengers, however, I hope its just a good push in the right direction. After all, we're only encouraging s'mores on a beach with the occasional consumption of alcohol. Right, sounds awful. In all honesty, I cannot afford it but I am saving as much as I can. Although, this has been a bit difficult lately.

Flower shops are very slow in the summer after mother's day. Flower shops are very slow in the summer if there is a bad economy. Flower shops don't have a whole lot to offer in the summer, unless you like Crazy Daisies or you need an arrangement for a funeral. Right, in short, Jill is cutting hours for everyone to save money. Understandable. On the fourth of July, I received two calls. One, asking what Flowerama had in stock. What, do you think I sit behind their birdbaths and spy on their inventory? The second was an angry man asking why the hell he couldn't get a hold of someone at Veridian. Why are you calling a floral shop?! Dude. Unless you have a question about stargazer lilies, I'm not going to be much help. In short, I'm very limited on cash these days.

I was able to talk to Luke tonight! It was wonderful to hear from him, and to know that his job is treating him well. Menke and I hope to make it down to Council Bluffs sometime this summer as well, another addition to the list. At this rate, with my awesome income, I hope I can still manage. We are having a phone date/viewing of Percy Jackson and the Olympians soon. Its one of those films that I love, but most people probably don't. Sort of like Ella Enchanted. I can't really explain, so I shan't. Just deal.

Parting note, Today was Ringo's birthday!



HAPPY BIRTHDAY! All together now....!