Well, it's starting to dump pretty hard here. I hope it stops so the roads will be good after work. I chatted with Yuka online a little bit this morning. She taught me some Japanese words and said she wants me to come visit Japan. She said, "I hope my English is more perfect when I see you!" When I think of how long I've been trying to speak Spanish, with few results, I'm totally impressed with her grasp of the English language. Yuka is a 27 year old girl from Japan whom I met through a co-worker. She visited here and saw snow for the first time, and we took her sledding, which she loved. She did a lot of giggling and screaming, and was just all around adorable.
I found out last night that my friend Bridgette, who's from New Zealand, is now a flight attendant in Dubai. She gets to wear this amazing foreign looking uniform, and she looks gorgeous. She gets to travel all over the world, and it sounds like she's having a blast. I'm jealous of her, because she's always adventuring and traveling and she just makes it work, even if she has no money, while I sit in a rut of my own making.
I looked a little cabin for rent yesterday, and it was cute, but just too small. The whole thing was about the size of my bedroom, and that includes the bathroom and kitchen area. It was so disappointing to have to say no. There went the daydreams that kept me afloat yesterday.
Last night I made a mix for Jon and Kevin (co-workers) to take with them on their trip to West Virginia, but I didn’t give it to them. It wasn’t up to par, and it would just be weird, anyways, since I have no idea what their musical tastes are and it’s not like we’re all that close. It had potential, though, and as soon as I organize all my music, I’ll fine-tune and finish it.
I’ve predictably got cabin fever. I want change – a new house, a new dog, a vacation, an adventure. I’m dreaming about going to Mystic Hot Springs and Bryce Canyon in one trip for my birthday. I’d love to show Henry (current boyfriend) some of the amazing landmarks of the west.
2/25/08
This weekend was pretty fun. I finally cajoled Henry into going to Miracle Hot Spring with me. It was nice except for the fact that we could hear ecstatic moans coming from the tub next door. We did a lot of silent giggling. Miracle Hot Spring several years ago:
Miracle Hot Spring has alligators:I looked a little cabin for rent yesterday, and it was cute, but just too small. The whole thing was about the size of my bedroom, and that includes the bathroom and kitchen area. It was so disappointing to have to say no. There went the daydreams that kept me afloat yesterday.
Last night I made a mix for Jon and Kevin (co-workers) to take with them on their trip to West Virginia, but I didn’t give it to them. It wasn’t up to par, and it would just be weird, anyways, since I have no idea what their musical tastes are and it’s not like we’re all that close. It had potential, though, and as soon as I organize all my music, I’ll fine-tune and finish it.
I’ve predictably got cabin fever. I want change – a new house, a new dog, a vacation, an adventure. I’m dreaming about going to Mystic Hot Springs and Bryce Canyon in one trip for my birthday. I’d love to show Henry (current boyfriend) some of the amazing landmarks of the west.
2/25/08
This weekend was pretty fun. I finally cajoled Henry into going to Miracle Hot Spring with me. It was nice except for the fact that we could hear ecstatic moans coming from the tub next door. We did a lot of silent giggling. Miracle Hot Spring several years ago:
We also had awesome sushi, did a lot of shopping, and played a lot of Rock Band. Things seem to be going well. I’m still not entirely sure where things are going though, if anywhere. Last weekend seemed to be a breakthrough of sorts, because we really started talking, and I felt like we were connecting again.
I was sick on Sunday, even though I didn’t really drink a whole lot the night before. I’m not quite sure what happened there. I was pretty much fine until 6:00 in the evening. Then I got all nauseous and faint and shaky.
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