i woke up this morning (and the night had been so long)

Is that Mr. Brightside?
Why is my phone ringing?
Why is it light outside?
Why is it 7:45?
Why am I still in bed?
Crap.

10-15 minutes later I stumbled out of the rain into my marketing class and there was David - amazed that I made it on time, holding my lime green travel mug filled with sweet coffee goodness. May God bless him all the days of his life.

It wasn't a particularly good day. There was a failed quiz. Another lecture on sexual harassment. No place to park in the lot again and I had to make the construction workers move their stuff. Things actually didn't start looking up until I went into Jammin Java. Work was good. I got my paycheck. That was good. Even better when I realized I had received an impromptu raise because the work I do is appreciated. I almost cried. I think we found a spare employee. If it works out, she'll be my favorite employee ever.

Talked to my Mom. She loves me so much and wants me to be happy with all the decisions that I make in my life - even if that means not moving to Charleston to run Wholly Cow. Which I am still going to - she just wants me to know that I don't have to if I change my mind.

Latenighter tomorrow. I dunno if I'm going. I really just wanted to get out and be in nature.

The new Zach Braff movie (The Last Kiss) has an amazing soundtrack. I don't even know what the movie is about, but I can tell you if it's anything like the music in it, then it will be excellent. Then again, take a look at Elizabethtown...

I'm tired and I need to study for my accounting quiz/homework thing. I feel like I have more to say. Eh. I'll think of it later.

I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it.
Collapse into me tired with joy.

it's not anything that you think it is...

(... it's just amburgers and wootbeer.) Funny. If you get it.

I am very loved and cared about. I know this because of many responses I have had to my blog. But I would just like to go on the record as saying that I am very fine. Good. Great, even! Tired, but happy in the general sense of the word. I'm not fighting with anyone and, if anything, I feel very excellent about the way all of my relationships with people are going. "I don't hate anyone. It's too time consuming and I don't have time."

Ok, with that out of the way.

This is a picture of a gummi bear chandelier. How awesome is that?

Dulce de Leche Oreos are gross. I think. I ate three and decided that I didn't like them. I got them today when I grocery shopping for the first time in almost a month. Crazy. David Gray was playing in Publix. That made me happy.

I'll face the facts... It's paper on the cracks, until I got you right back here with me. The final war. A steel eyed dinosaur. I want you more than I can say.

I made my first order for Mannatech today. I'll keep you updated as this exploration continues.

I love. love. love. coffee mixed with hot chocolate. It's so good. You should try it. And Blue Frost Gatorade mixed with Airborne, too. Mostly because I feel like it makes me healthier. Everyday, I drink it. Also mostly because we have a large amount of blue gatorade still left from Bonnaroo.

My mom had a very bad day. Then she found out the boy she let borrow her car totaled it. Big prayers for her. BIG!

Okie. Homework. Bah.

when you showed me myself i became someone else

I picture you in the sun wondering what went wrong... And falling down on your knees asking for sympathy. And being caught in between all you wish for and all you've seen. And trying to find anything you can feel that you can believe in.

May God's love be with you. Always. May God's love be with you.

I was dreading today. I'm glad that it's over. We crossed the lines we thought we might never cross. I'm glad we can move on to tomorrow. I just wonder if we'll ever stop sabotaging ourselves.

others have excuses. i have my reasons why.

I am an empty cereal bowl. No, that is not some crazy metaphor.

Things that are good: Matt Jones phased up! Yay! And I finally caved and bought the amazing issue of Paste. Tony plus Tupac equals Fish over Cat cubed. Pint Night at Flying Saucer minus Smirnoff Ice. There is a coupon for a free burrito at Moe's in the zip sheet. I hear there is latte art happening at the Wired Bean. I'm reading Running with Scissors. Shack Overnighter is this weekend. I'm listening to Nickel Creek. And if you visit the AT&T Blue Room you can see their performance at Bonnaroo and briefness of me and my friends. Fall is on it's way.

And it's time to sleep.

you've come too far to turn around now.

"Funny, I get to say hi to the decrepit old professor and you get to say hello to the cute boy walking past. Isn't that just the story of my life?"

And that's how Sam introduced herself to me on the street. It was completely random. I like random. I also like hearing about the bananas and soy milk people buy at the store. It's charming. I like charming and it usually comes in the small things.

I like to swing, too.

My brother lives in Columbia now. Weird.

I just finished my third day of classes. I've attended them all at least once. With the short amount of time already spent, I can tell you Dr. Nora Martin likes the Diet Dew, business comm is going to annoy the crap out of me with its details and busy work, Barney is so crazy that he turned the classroom backwards, but managed to keep my attention, accounting is part of the devil's plan, I like club management because of Tori, and purchasing will be my greatest joy, I think. I hope.

Drag your pretty head around, swearing you're gonna drown with a beautiful sigh... and a river of lies.

I'm gonna need lots of coffee this semester. And I'm gonna need to keep my immune system in excellent condition.

I hate to see a friend of mine laughing out loud when she's crying inside, but you've got your pride.

Are we always walking on eggshells?
Are we really honest with each other?

Just thinking.

It seems as though lots of conversations are having to be had these days. And I think there is lots of stuff that isn't being said. Silence says a lot. Words say more. Funny how fear holds us back.

I'm trying not to be scared. I'm trying to be positive. And I need to be proactive in all aspects of my life.

I want fall. I think it gives me a sense of peace and magic.

Staring down the stars. Jealous of the moon. You wish you could fly, but you're staying where you are. There's nothing you can do if you're too scared to try.

i got two turntables (and some latte art)

Yesterday was beautiful!

Stephanie and Brandon finally celebrated one of the most important days of their life together and we all got to be a part of it. I cried. I don't think that I always understood what a wedding was - a promise between you, someone you love and God. I learn a little more about it each day and with each ceremony. It's lovely.

Plus, in a community/society/world where there is so much heartache and divorce, it's nice to have seen two people who love each other so much take so much time to cultivate their relationship into something that will last forever. Yeah yeah. Awww.

In other good wedding news... The music was smashing. I even got another wedding music gig for Michael and Ashley in December. Maybe I'll just drop out of my last year of college and do this full time...

Once I thought my innocence was gone. Now I know that happiness goes on. That's when you found me, when you put your arms around me. I haven't been there for the longest time.

I feel like I had a lot more to say about all of this yesterday, but now words seem to escape me. All in all, it was fantastic and special and right and all sorts of other adjectives. There are pictures on Facebook. Now I'm going to tend to my allergies and scholastic responsibilties.

Oh, I finished Stargirl. Two thumbs up in the Young Adult section. One of those books we all should have read in highschool. One of those stories that makes you want to go pick flowers barefoot and give them to everyone. I saw some of people I know in that girl. That made me happy.

we can twist and shout, do the turtle dove

i love you more than i have ever found a way to say to you.

i'm inundated with sappy music and all sorts of string compositions. it's kinda nice. kinda not. i have to say. i'm kind of impressed with the amount of music i acquired.

stephanie and brandon are getting married! crazy!

classes started yesterday. they continue today. and forever more.

i refuse to start school work and i keep reading stargirl.

i turned down a job interview at starbucks. pray for my patience. because then i almost got into a fight with my boss. anyone looking for just a weekend job??

okie. wanna keep up with airman jones? click.... here!

and not everything is gonna be the way you think it ought to be. (please say, honestly, you won't give up on me.)

it's that time of year...

I wonder if my Organic Frosted Mini Wheats are really organic or a marketing ploy. Whatever. I love them.

This is going to be a terribly busy semester - starting with some terribly lousy weather. But tomorrow there is supposed to be "abundant sunshine."

Mmm. Something I read and liked "... when we think of them, we feel of a sudden that the earth is good and that it is not a burden to live."

Leave all our hopelessnesses aside. (If just for a little while.) Tears stop right here. I know we've all had a bumpy ride. (I’m secretly on your side.)

a hundred thousand words could not quite explain

Boo. This is what I get for taking things into my own hands.

"It is always the simple things that change our lives. And these things never happen when you're looking for them to happen. Life will reveal answers at the pace life wishes to do so. You feel like running, but life is on a stroll. This is how God does things." - Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz, pg. 217

I'm starting my senior year of college. Stephanie is getting married. I've developed very intense long hair cat allergies and Marty is going to live somewhere else. I'm trying to buy a new car. A new work schedule is starting. There is a lot to do. I'm ready to invest in it all. Or try to. I'll see what happens.

And we are leaving some things unsaid. And we are breathing deeper instead.

the kind of clarity that only comes to me on sunday's shine.

Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address. (You've Got Mail)


I'm beginning to schedule. The thing is I'm trying to schedule an entire semester - all in one day. It's one of those overwhelming urges to have everything in it's right place, planned, right now. I don't always feel like this, but today I did.

I think it's because it's the beginning of the school year and I already fear falling behind in my 18 hours of school and 15 hours of work. Not to mention the hours of homework, the weekend working, Shack stuff, and keeping up with all my friends. But that's it. That's all I have time for. And don't even think about asking me to spend money. No more of that nonsense. I just realized that I didn't ask for enough from my Dad, so while rent is taken care of, I need to find money for all my bills. Darn.

Freshmen are here. Lots of them. I saw them this morning on my way to Strudel. With their families. Cute. Strudel was like coming home for Christmas after being away for a really long time. But it was different. And that's because life is different.

People are coming and going in my life. And I'm happy for them - especially those who are coming. It's taking adjusting especially now that the semester is starting because I have such a permanent memory of how it was and how I assume it's supposed to be, but I think you never miss the people you care about the most because they're the ones you never lose touch with. They're the ones you don't let go of... But I am ready for the newness of fall semester and its people. I hope I can remember their names.

Good news... I'm going to Biloxi in September. In, like, a month. Wow. That's not long at all. How exciting. I didn't even realize! Details have yet to be decided or confirmed, but I'm definitely going to be there. (Yay!)

I feel like the Shack has a renewed spirit. Not just the building, but the people, too. I know I do and I can see it all around me. This summer has been amazing and difficult for all of us. I think it has been a real growing time. I'm so excited to see what's going to happen this semester. Especially right in my own home as we all struggle to define and work on our own imperfections - not alone, but together. Hopefully, we can all be stepping stones and not stumbling blocks.

God is moving.

His kingdom is at hand now and in the yet to come. I see it when Liza sings. I know it when David seeks counsel. I believe it when Garrett speaks the Word. I trust it when I hear about difficult decisions being made. I feel it across a long distance. He's leading me. And you. And it's not just a hint or rumor. It's a real life fairy tale.

Oh yes. That makes me excited.

It's a big week coming up. We'll see how this keeps going.

your love is better than ice cream

The way I love coffee is different from the way I love my iPod. The way I love those things is different from the way I love my friends. The way I love some of my friends is different from the way I love other friends. The way I love my friends is different, a lot of the time, from how I love my family. And all of that love is different from how I love God. And it's all certainly very different from the way God loves me. Thank goodness for that too.

It's the same word in every sentence, but it's different. Been thinking about that... Is all love equal? Should all love be equal? Hmmm.

I don't quite know how to say what I feel. Those three words are said too much. They're not enough.

I read an article today about a man who got stuck in a vat of chocolate. Evidently, this is a bad experience. Especially when the temperature of the chocolate is around 110 degrees. I do know that is not love. Bad. Very bad.

Chai latte with a shot of espresso. Yum. Oh, I was part of the sixty pizza prepping process today. Crazy. Um. I keep adding more and more music to my library. Wedding music. Lots and lots of it. My iTunes is going to revolt soon.

Um. Well. Productive now. Maybe. Nah. Going to see a girlie movie with Alison. Because I can.

they tell me that you hold the world together...

I smell like Jammin Java. The kind of Jammin Java smell where I've been busy doing things and making a mess in front of the espresso machine with some of my favorite coworkers.

"Erin, you're so happy. I haven't seen you smile this much in a long time." - Clay

There's nothing fancy 'bout the way I love you.
There's nothing you could not find in any other man.
There's nothing fancy 'bout the way I love you,
But I love you as hard as I can.
There's no good reason for the way you love me,
but you're my walking dream come true.
There's no good reason for the way you love me,
But I thank God that you do.
I don't know the perfect conversation.
I don't know the way to turn a head.
I don't know the perfect way to prove my love,
But I know I'll love you until I'm dead.
There's nothing fancy 'bout the way I love you,
It's as simple as the stars in the sky and the blue in the sea.
There's nothing fancy 'bout the way I love you,
But it sure is fancy how you love me.
(Dave Barnes, Nothing Fancy)

I love being a music consultant. And I'm glad I have Dave Barnes to make that job easier.

This picture is my birthday present from Kt. She is amazing. She has been that way since I met her and will continue to be forevermore. I love her in my life.

I haven't finished my paper! Bah! Agh! Oh no! It's been flooding upstairs. Poor boys. It's been raining in our laundry room. Poor us.

Life has crazy moments. Moments of doubt. Moments of sadness. Moments of pure joy. Moments of incomprehensible peace. Today I was reminded that God looooves me. That he's IN LOVE with me. That he wants me more than anyone else. David read me some of Enter the Worship Circle and I was so happy that I know how much God loves me. And I was so happy to have had my mom tell me that when I was young. And I was so happy to realize that I finally had accepted that because last summer I was still learning that. I'm so happy to see God's love working in my life. I just pray that others can see it too.

So, tell me there's nothing that You can't do and You'll love me though I've hurt You and that You'll take my blame. And Your love will never change.

another sun soaked season fades away.

Today began with more music. Lots of music. Wedding music. Suddenly wedding music seems fun. I'm glad I could do this. I'm glad that I have Corinne to help out one day.

I haven't written my blog about Corinne leaving. I don't want to. I like to think of it as an extended vacation. I missed her alot yesterday and was thinking about her this morning when her charming im popped up on my screen. She was on her way to Target for the fourth time. It was like 9:30am. I have never been prouder.

So, as far as my productivity level goes, it's zilch compared to Alison who keeps crossing all sorts of things off of lists. I'm too crazy to stick to one thing. A little music. A little bit of paper. Some school supply shopping. A little cardio until I got into a fight with the elliptical machine. Lint rolled my lap shade because someone mentioned it once and I thought it was a good idea. Other things. I did other things. Oh! I finished my book. Weird. Not that I finished. Well, that is kinda weird, but mostly the novel itself. Sad. I think that's how I felt about it. In a strange way.

Our living room is purple.

I bought my first bottle of wine today. At Earthfare. Red Pomegranate. From Craig. He was a lovely checkout person. He was happy and a great conversationalist. Which is strange because the majority of Earthfare employees are socially awkward at the register.

Alison made Indian food for dinner. It was delicious. She's also the reason our living room is purple. It's nice. It also allowed her to cross another thing off of the little piece of paper.

I got my new schedule. Tuesday - Friday. 15 hoursish. And no closing... Just when I'm beyond annoyed with my job and ready to quit, I remember that I like it. And that I like the people. And that they care about me whether I see them regularly or not. They care enough to listen to me ramble about the other people in my life. I wonder if Starbucks will call. I wonder what I'll say.

Summer is just about gone. I go back to work tomorrow. Crazy. Then I work on Saturday. First Shack on Sunday. I'm excited about the semester and what it's going to bring besides a very busy me. I'm excited about finally having my wisdom teeth taken care of - blah. I'm excited about going to Mississpi and to Cornell. I'm excited about cool weather. I love the fall - it's magical. I'm excited about pumpkin spice lattes. I'm excited about it all!

But for now I'll listen to the songs of summer and enjoy what's left of skirt wearing weather. Maybe I'll start that 100 things journal. Oh and read my new book. Good ideas...

There is no better find than to find myself with you.

look around your world pretty baby...

I'm working on music for Steph's wedding. I am her music consultant. I love the way that sounds. So official and important. I like being helpful - especially for the I care about the most. I can't believe she's getting married in a little more than a week. Crazy!

I accidentally refinanced my Mom's car today. Then she fixed it. And apologized to me! I will never underestimate the power of prayer.

Speaking of... Recently, I've been paying extra special attention to the hand God has been playing in my life. Prayers are being answered. Things are unfolding. And I have nothing to do with it. It's all because of Him...

I had a Gilmore Girls moment today. I didn't even realize it until Alison pointed it out.

JESS: 22.8 miles.
RORY: How’d you know that?
JESS: Do you Yahoo?
RORY: You looked it up?
JESS: Yeah.
RORY: You looked it up.
JESS: I just hit a couple buttons on the computer.
RORY: You looked it up.
JESS: I was bored. There was nothing on TV and I was fooling around, it was something to do, that’s it.
RORY: You looked it up.

It was pretty nice. Pretty nice like the rest of my night was pretty nice. Like the weather has been pretty nice. Like I found a book I wanted in Lexington pretty nice. Like my really long phone conversations with two of my favorite people were pretty nice. Life is just pretty nice. I've been avoiding some responsibilites - *cough* practicum paper *cough* - which has made it even nicer. I am excited about school starting. Even moreso excited about school supplies. Yay! Target here I come!

Ok, I'm gonna listen to sappy songs and crazy dance music now. And finish my book. *crosses fingers* Focus...

i look at you and smile because i'm fine

Today was a tremendous day!
A new car. My first loan. Marion. I made jelly...

and Matt Jones is being stationed at Shaw! in March/April!!

I can't remember a happier time.
All eight species of swans and Jones in one place. (Sumter, South Carolina has never looked so good...)

who cares, let's rock, cause the party don't stop

Florida is also the home of Dubliner where I heard all sorts of fun early 90's covers and McDitton's (sp?) where I learned how much I really suck at pool though I did win the first time on a technicality. The really great news is that I left both of these bars without smelling like an ashtray.

There is a really terrible/kinda catchy Justin Timberlake song on VH1 right now. It's called SexyBack and he's sounds like a girl. He just threw some girl down on a coffee table and now I feel like I'm watching a soft porn music video. Ooo. The apartment blew up. Oh. It's over now. Sad.

So far the best songs of the countdown (20-11) have been by the All-American Rejects and Shakira. That's saying something.

"I wanna be so famous that everytime I fall in love Oprah does a special on it." - Jessica Simpson

Oh my gosh. VH1 is so entertaining. This Jessica Simpson video is ridiculous. Seriously. It's making me laugh out loud.

Corinne is officially moving to New York today. But that's a whole other blog that I won't post for a few more days when we're all a bit more settled. Copperboom!

On another important note - today is Matt Jones' birthday! That's right, our favorite Airman has graced this earth for 21 years. Gummi bears would be an appropriate way to celebrate in his absence.

And speaking of Mr. Jones, you can keep up with him and his Air Force adventures through his new blog!

Hmm. Tupac's ashes are finally going to be spread. I'm still not convinced he's dead.

Oh. I'm getting a new car. A green bug. Stick shift. Everyone who lives on the Henderson Street Hill should get excited.

Well, I'm going to indulge in some more VH1 and maybe some reading before I get ready for the day.

roll the red carpet out with friends

Welcome to Florida. Home of Tampa, Heather, Steve, deranged gunmen who hold up Greyhound buses on I95 South prohibiting my driving, other forms of traffic, and Diet Rum Medley. I'll keep you updated as things progress...

i find myself alone when each day is through

I'm being ridiculous. And insecure. And mopey. I'm gonna blame it on lack of sleep and the weather. Plus, sometimes listening to Johnny Cash will do that to you. And maybe it has something to do with reading Chuck Palahniuk.

When I stop this nonsense, I'll pray about it. And God will tell me it's all going to be ok. I know that it is. I just forget sometimes. My mind wanders and life gets the best of me.

Tomorrow, Alison and I leave for Tampa and will be gone until Sunday. Then Monday I'm going to fill up Matt's computer, so his Mom can ship it to him. Then Tuesday, I'm supposed to go to Marion. Wednesday I have an appointment with the oral surgeon. Thursday I might go shopping for school or go to Charleston for the day. Friday and Saturday I have to work at Jammin Java. Still no word from my Starbucks application. Sunday is the first Reunion. Monday starts the coffee bar. Tuesday and Wednesday, I'll have my new work schedule to deal with. Thursday the 24th is when 18 hours worth of classes start and my practicum is due - I still have to do another interview for that. Friday and Saturday, I'll be in G'Vegas because Brandon and Steph are getting married. Then, I'm pretty sure life slows down, but there are still appointments to make and roadtrips to plan and classes to take.

mom, it's my birthday...

"It's about me!", "Wait, I think my tiara is crooked.", "I do an excellent rendition of i'm a little teapot.", "It's my birthday!"

Well, I'm 21. It's downhill from here until I hit 25 and get that fun insurance break. Something to look forward to in my old age.

The day was great. I had an interview at EdVenture for my practicum which was another slight relief off of my shoulders. I had some wonderful lunch at Nice N' Natural with Alison, David, Corinne and Rachel. We even watched the Happy Birthday, Baby episode of Gilmore Girls. My mom and sister came to see me and bring me my car with air conditioning. Kate got a little weepie.

This picture resembles the lovely arrangement of pink gerbers that Linda gave me. They're my second favorite flower. Only to tulips. I love getting flowers, but no one ever gives them to me - I usually end up buying them for myself, so it's very nice when they're a surprise.

And from the ballroom floor, we are in celebration. One good stretch before our hibernation. Our dreams assured and we all will sleep well.

The real celebration started when I put on the tiara and we went to dinner at Bonefish. I got to partake of delicious food, drink and glowstick with 21 amazing people who all serenaded me with a lovely rendition of the Birthday song. And while we were there Jones called which made my evening that much better. Oo. And I was carded. And it worked this time!

After that it was time to take me out on the town. Alison. Amy. David. Corinne. Tony. Matt. Rachel. Stephen. Trisha. With special appearances by Neal. Becca Way. JP Kuhns. And Chuck. Flying Saucer. Speakeasy. Bar None. And I remember it all thankyouverymuch. The best part was probably the much anticipated Irish Carbomb. I'm not gonna lie. It was nervewracking, but its all in the pointer finger. The excellent arrangement of DMB played at Bar None was also quite exciting. All that and I still managed to create a Facebook photo album and correctly tag everyone in it with captions!

There's so much more I could say. And I might even update this later (clicky here for pictures), but for now I shall say thank you to everyone who made my birthday oh so special whether you were in the next room or rather far away.

i wish the world was flat like the old days...

... then i could travel just by folding a map. no more airplanes or speedtrains or freeways. there'd be no distance that could hold us back.

I'm back from Texas. I don't know what I was actually expecting when I went, but I've returned with an interesting feeling of mixed emotions. First of all, I am overly very extremely proud of our Airman Jones. I can't even describe it. After feeling proud, it was weird. I mean, Matt hadn't been able to think for himself, much less be himself, for six weeks. He was on edge and wearing glasses. And I stood there looking like a jackass not saying anything at first. I was just kind of shocked to actually be seeing him.

But the weirdness wore down and it got better. I got better at being myself around him and he got better at being himself again. It was nice.

Um, I don't really know how else to describe it either. It was just nice. And it was really only for two days, then we had to say goodbye again. But it's not as long this time. And he reminded me of that which made it better. I really only got sad when we were flying out of Texas because I realized that even though I was going home that he was not - Matt Jones would still not be in Columbia.

You know how some people make your life better just by being in it? That's how I feel when Matt is around - better. It's just a comfort. Weird, I know. It'll be okay once he's settled in Biloxi and everyone can talk to everyone again. I can even go visit eventually.

Mmm. And his family was really great. All of them. And at some points there were quite a bit of them. I've never really spent that much time with somebody else's family. Courtney and I had to get quite close, quite quickly even though a queen size bed is made for two. She's a great girl. We had so much to talk about and so much coffee to drink. Matt was right when he told me such amazing things about her. Mike was the great voice of reason and the bearer of coffee in the morning. I told him he was quite good at what he does. And Joanne, well, she loves her son very much and was more than excited to see him and talk to him and tell him all of my embarassing missing Matt stories. But it's ok. I've cycled through the shock and embarassment of my girliness being laid out. Plus, how can you not love a lady who gives you a bookmark with her son's face on it?!?

But, yeah. The trip was good and I'm kinda melancholy about being back. It's just a weird time between the end of summer and the beginning of school. There are birthdays, travel plans, cat neutering, wisdom teeth and weddings to be taken care of now. Life is in slow motion today, but it'll pick back up faster than I'd appreciate it to, I'm sure.

Julia had her baby. That's exciting. Alison got offered some jobs. That's exciting. She also has a tshirt made of math pick up lines. I think that means life is good. I'm at Jammin Java. Gonna do some pilates later and finish Diary by Chuck Pahlaniuk. Gonna drink some coffee. Gonna celebrate my birthday tomorrow...

Yup. Life is good.

but i'll raise a glass now to you and me

Here I am.
At home.
Alone.
Just me and my suitcase.
Waiting. Thinking about the weekend. Listening to Hem, Mutual Admiration Society (thank you Mister Hislop), Butch Walker, and Ryan Adams...

You know me. You don't mind waiting. You just can't show me, but God I'm praying, That you'll find me, and that you'll see me, That you run and never tire. Desire.

You can stir coffee with a stick, but you can't drive a stick.

Words. Words. Words.

I got a pedicure today. That was real nice.

Tomorrow is my last real customer day at the McCutchen House. Sad. We were building lasting connections... Haha. I'm very glad I took this job. It's been great, but I can't say that I'm sad about never having to prep 250 bowls of macaroni salad ever again.

In case you didn't know... I'm going to Texas. On Thursday. Through Sunday. To see Matt Jones graduate from Air Force BMT. Yay!

My birthday is in a week! Next Tuesday, we'll be celebrating 21 years of my life and by we, I mean you. And you. And you. I'd love to see everyone, so talk to me or Alison for details.