Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Day one of the adventure

Life is an adventure, right? I'm "Piloting a passage in a Pineapple Pile" to chronicle my life's adventure....so where to start? Do we start with B.C.? Hmmmm. I guess only I know what B.C. means. I think I'll write of that later.

I'm twenty-five year's old and I just bought a house. I never imagined that I would be able to buy a house, but then again, I never imagined that I would fall in love with someone at this age and feel as committed as to buy a house together. I definitely feel blessed in that regard. I mean I don't care what anyone says or thinks about this, but I know he's the person I'm supposed to spend my life with. "The Luckiest" by Ben Folds. Listen to it. Ya hear? Uh huh. That's right. Best Recognize. I mean I'm so flighty....how could I ever be tied down? I guess only the ropes know.

As with many, my job is a stalemate. ugh. ugh. (That deserved two for sure). I spend my days staring at a computer screen wishing I was in Dolores Park rolling down the grassy hills with my friends. Ah yes, Dolores Park, oh how I miss thee. I miss you and Al Green (pause to turn Al Green's Love and Happiness on). That's just because Al Green reminds me of when Stevie Poo and I went to Dolores Park, brown bagged it with sparks, rolled down the grassy hills, and on our way home stopped at the mint and karaoke'd our hearts out to Al Green's "Love and Happiness". Brilliant. Brilliant. At any rate, I'm in third round interviews for an amazing company. I'm "wishin' hopin' prayin'" that this happens for me. I have a good feeling about it...but it's definitely scary. I've been with the same company for four years. It's similar to a bad lovelationship. You know, when you're with a person because you're comfortable in your situation...no matter what the situation? Yeah, my job is much like that. Economy Schmonomy. I've been lazy. For real tho.

Ugh again. I'm going to go back to work I guess. Hoping I keep up with this...I see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Much Love,
C

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