i hate your boyfriend

i am hiding in the space on the floor between my bed and the wall so i can avoid my roommate's tinder bf without having to close the door to my room / so i can pretend i'm not a passive aggressive bitch

hello

this has been one of those inexplicable days where i've been reached out to by so many people i hadn't heard from in some time with warm words and good news that it feels like we all must be connected somehow

riptide

that vance joy song makes me nostalgic for all those years in portland and austin that i never actually lived

This does suck

I am sitting in the dark in a parking lot in Davenport waiting for triple A because I locked my keys in my trunk retrieving the work boots I accidentally left at the gym last week. I also had to sign up for this AAA membership because of this incident, for which they charge you an extra $25 for needing service the same day you sign up for service. What a scam, am I right?

Ways in which my life doesn't suck

There's this guy who works for one of our vendors. When I met him we were trying to give him some work because he waa newly homeless. Now he has a place to live but he walks 3 miles to a bus stop and commutes for 4 hours by public transport to get to and from work. It rained all day today- poured down so hard on the 2-walls-and-a roof sheet metal structure which we've been working in that you couldn't hear your music or the voices of other people or the sounds in your head. I ended up giving this guy a ride downtown because I live there and that's where his first bus takes him. On the way he told me about a bunch of the crazy things that have happened to him, like when a guy tried to kill him in a parking lot and the time he went to jail for a month.

seven years later

It is truly astounding how much Danish I can pull out of the gutters of my mind when I'm attempting to impress a boy.

What light

Felt sad and hid in my bed under all my blankets all night and ate ice cream and drank all the red wine and watched Shakespeare in love

twenty-eight now

woke up the morning after my birthday in bed under my covers with my boots still on and a sandwich in my purse that i don't remember buying

orlando nye

spent new year's eve sitting on a sidewalk with vana in downtown orlando, leaning against a building and talking and not even noticing when the clock struck midnight. no countdown, no kissing couples, perfect. 

Catching up with DC

I had dranks with my friend from grad school in La and got so sad telling him about this year that I got drunk and went home and chugged a lot more wine and now I'm at the airport and I kind of want to throw up

steel magnolias

ma made our entire household sick over the course of thanksgiving weekend. i have a fever and a cough and body aches and an intermittently stuffy nose. i'm hiding in my bed in hopes of getting better in time for our big team-building night on friday. last night i watched steel magnolias, which was not i'd expected. i thought i'd heard somewhere that everyone dies at the end of steel magnolias, so i spent a large portion of the movie thinking one of them was a murderer and waiting for the big slaughter.

the forties are here

it was 48 degrees when i walked to my car this morning. winter is finally here. good thing all my cold weather clothes are in california.

i ended up crashing vana's tinder date in downtown yesterday and this morning i was so hung over i bought mcdonalds, got to work, parked my car outside of my work trailer and felt so ill that i leaned the seat all the way back and slept in the parking lot for 35 minutes. don't think i ever anticipated doing that as a grown up. this was at the tail end of a long week of IAAPA, the big annual convention for themed entertainment and attractions. more on that when i'm less weak  

sleepinghead

Another close call - this morning I was supposed to be at work at 7am so we could take a van out to the cruise ship in Port Canaveral to see some recently completed projects and to take measurements for documentation. However, I was a dummy and forgot to even set an alarm and woke up in my bed, in downtown, at 6:40am. I woke up in complete shock and horror and ran out the door like my hair was on fire and luckily my manager held the van for me as I ended up being 15 minutes late.

Spent a really nice day in perfect weather on the ship and now have a lot of productive work hours to make up this weekend. After work I met up with my old mentor and his wife, who are back in town for a Halloween vacation. We went to the campfire singalong at Fort Wilderness and watched the annual outdoor screening of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and roasted oversized marshmallows over the fire pit. After that I gorged myself on food at their cabin and we went out at midnight to see all of the campsites decorated for Halloween. The families at Ft. Wilderness create an incredible Halloween spectacle every year, with inflatables and ghouls and projections and pumpkins and lights strewn everywhere.

It's almost 3am, the witching hour, when drunk idiots haunt the streets and hallways of my former hotel.

license and registration

Yesterday I got pulled over on my way to lunch for doing 51 in a 35mph zone. The officer must have taken pity on me and the two intern goons I was driving and let me go with a warning. I've never felt so washed over with joy and excitement as I did in that moment. Now I feel at least $200 richer

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