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Monday, July 31, 2006

family.


well, the highlight of my weekend was spending time with my nieces and seeing my gram cracker. i had the opportunity of listening to my mother and grams constantly interrupt each other, correct each other, and go off on tangents mainly concerning the overwhelming motivation to lose weight with the weightwatchers diet. i listened to them count neverending points and argue about what kind of food is better for you, where should we go to eat, did i eat enough veggies today? BAH. we went out for birthday dinners twice, since my birthday is next month (and my family is weird like that). and my mother gave me an apron with grapes all over it. now, i know the two burning questions killing you in the back of your brain and the answers are:
YES. i will use it!
no, i'm not taking a picture in it.

Friday, July 28, 2006

grump.


i finally got my hair cut the other night. i was starting to look a bit shaggy, so by referral i went to a salon called Lutfi's. (???) anyway, my stylist was not only a hairy giant male, but he did not speak a single word of english! ::red flaaag::
okay, i'm exaggerating. he spoke maybe four words.. how much to cut? i tried to show him without actually speaking too much because it seemed obvious he wouldn't understand anything i would say. instead of pulling out scissors, he pulled out a giant razor. this should have sent me out the door screaming, but being the naive moron that i am, i sat in my chair wide-eyed and mouth open. he continued to cut randomly around my head until the back layers were even shorter than my bangs!! i kept saying no no, stop please but it was like i was in a nightmare and he didn't hear me, so he kept cutting. so i thought okay, maybe it doesn't look so bad when it's dry.
....WRONG.
for the first time in my short life, i now have a mullet.

la la




Steel hearts in September
same thoughts in the evening
She sings for life
She sings for truth
She sings to believe in love
She sings for faith
She breathes for words
And in the morning her mind will break

We could have changed
We could have made this life
One to remember
We could have taken
Back the words we sacrificed
For love
alright, so i have my own song stuck in my head.. i hate when that happens.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

love, love, love



so, i've been listening to tristan prettyman all week, and now i can't get her music out of my head! she has fantastic tunes, so do check her out if you get the chance..
also, go listen to Sia. she's pretty great, too.
i've been getting a lot more into my own music lately.. it's really starting to excite me. i just wish i knew a little bit more about the music scene in this area.
..and today is the first day i'm actually counting down the minutes til 5:00.
::twenty-six minutes and counting::

Sunday, July 23, 2006

oh dear.


well, as i woke up this morning i realized i have these terrible awful no good horrible roots that must be dyed immediately to match the rest of my actual hair. luckily, i had an extra box of dark auburn color to apply immediately. I did my best to saturate every strand of hair (along with every tile in the bathroom), set the timer and hoped for the best.
it took a good thirty-seven minutes to rinse all the color out when i suddenly realized that my hair look orange. "ohhh crap." crap is hardly the half of it. I was suddenly having flashbacks to the time i worked in a salon and they somehow coerced me into striping my hair pink. PINK! of all colors.. if you know me at all, you would know that i hate pink. i'm shocked and horrified and really, i have no idea what else to say.. except
i am on my way over to walmart..
right. now.

Friday, July 21, 2006

i love fridays.



so, i think i might have made a connection to help me record for FREE. yes, they need practice, and i need more material than what i have on myspace and sounclick. this could be the answer to my prayers, but i'm not getting my hopes up juuuuust yet.
p.s. i'm in the midst of a new song. i think i like it.
i think i'm evolving.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

answer.

musings



sometimes i find myself thinking why i am where i am right now. .. and exactly where i'm going with this. I think i have too many interests because i'm constantly thinking of what else i could be doing or what else i'd like to get a degree in or what other career would i like to be successful in. Yes, i do love my job right now and would love to move up in this company. I love the group of people i work with and would like to stay here for a long period of time. but i can't help but want other things, too. I would love to finish my certificate in massage therapy, go back to my own music again and one day record something of my own. I would love to be successful in performing and have even thought about dabbling in teaching. I would love to do everything and somehow i feel like i should be able to multitask everything. .the truth is, i've barely settled in to being comfortable with just one thing. i'm not really going anywhere with this- just thinking out loud.

Sunday, July 9, 2006

i suppose this should be recorded somewhere.


June 25, 2006. Sunday evening, 11:00
i was driving down 95 in my little toyota corolla and it was flash flooding.. bad. my brand spankin' new tires hydroplaned and i immediately swerved to the right and lost control. i hit the guardrail head on once, spun around and the tail end of my car hit the guardrail again, somehow i spun around again in there somewhere and hit the drivers side, shattering the drivers side window. i landed in the right lane.
blood and glass everywhere.
i was hysterical.
eventually help came as i stood in the rain alone.
two weeks later to the day and i'm completely healed, one hundred percent and back to work.
i'm happy to be alive.