do ya do ya

There is someone in the kitchen area at work who is cackling. Incessantly. Why, I'm not sure. It is one of those laughs that you could ehar for miles and miles. I'm pretty sure I know who it is. She has crazy big hair.

I have no desire to be reading right now. My eyes are tired and I've got the beginnings of a headache. But not too much of one really, just a little bit. And it doesn't seem like it will be one of those super painful ones, it just seems like it will be one of those dull aching ones that doesn't seem to go away. It could just be my officemate though. Ha. Is it possible to get toxic posioning from a toaster?

Our office has become somewhat more girly. Or it at least has some color now. Before today my desk was bare except for the random stapler and perpetual can of Coke. My officemate's desk has a bunch of papers, a bookend with a lion head on it and a giant ceramic bull. We named the bull Fred, short for Fredirico. Fred is anatomically correct. I will try to snag a picture with Fred before my office buddy leaves so everyone can enjoy him. Anyways, today I brought in a vase with orange poppies, three frames, a lamp with a light blue shade and a bulletin board covered in orange-ish pink satin. I'm pretty sure Officemate went into shock. Slightly.

I enjoy casual Fridays. And really we only have 2 hours and 45 minutes left becuase of Fast Cash. But at least I'm out of the competition now. Thanks to my killer dancing skills last week. I'm anxious to see what today's competition will bring. I'm yawning excessively.

roly poly

I have a roly poly infestation. I'm not even kiddng. As soon as I get the rest of my boxes unpacked, I will get the place sprayed again. Its so weird. But at least it is roly polies and not roaches. Sick dude.

Today was my second Monday on the job. I still like it, so we are good to go. This weekend was good. Friday Kylie and Eric came over and helped me unpack, which was a HUGE help. For real. Then Saturday Kylie and I went to the Yard Dawgz (don't ask me about the spelling...) game. That is the arena football team. It was interesting to say the very least. But still kind of fun. Then we went around downtown for awhile and found some fun places to go. Sunday I worked a lot of the day and just hung out, so that was good too. I'm learning my way around somewhat. I can get to downtown without a problem, but leaving downtown is a bit of an issue. Umm, thats all for right now. Bedtime.

so fast

this will be quick becuase i'm so tired and want to get some decent sleep tonight so i can enjoy the weekend, plus i am waiting on some laundry--tomorrow is casual friday and all my jeans were dirty. 4th day of work was good. fairly uneventful, though it was raining this morning about the time i needed to get up and that made me want to sleep all day. after work i went to dinner with mike booker, which was great. i hadn't seen him in so long. he lives here but will be moving to augusta pretty soon, so it was awesome to hang out with him. he took me around downtown and we walked around some and walked through the bombing memorial which was really amazing. i would like to go back during the day and walk through the museum.

i've been thinking about a lot of things during my hours at work reading and sitting in the dark. i'll write about them sometime probably. right now my eyes are tired, i need some serious rest. i wish my dang washer would hurry the heck up.

Listening: Strange and Beautiful, Aqualung

here i go, here i go, here i go again

Halfway through my first week in the real world and so far I'm fairly unscathed. I am an editor, therefore I read book manuscripts and fix people's mistakes. 9-5, with a 1 hour lunch break. I like it so far. The first day was a little nerve-wracking, I felt like I was being pummeled with information and people and faces and technology, but now I think we're okay.

I go meet the carpool at 8:25 a.m. and we get to the office about 8:55 a.m. Most everyone there shares an office with someone else, and I got put with a guy named Mark who will actually be leaving at the end of the month to start law school, so I'll have to start all over with someone new after he leaves. We get along pretty well, and I'm glad I got put with someone who is friendly. Our office is a bit like a cave though. He never turns the lights on and just uses a floor lamp, so I feel like a bat. Plus the first two days he was using this candle that was caramel flavored and it was so incredibly strong. We would leave the office and smell like caramel. I'm not even kidding. Yesterday when I got home and the apartment people had left me a candle as a "housewarming" gift, I decided to put it to good use. No more caramel, at least for now.

Other than that, my apartment is still sort of in boxes. Well, not sort of, it is. But I am sleeping in my bed and I can sit in the living room and watch TV while I unpack boxes. What a week. It is 10:35 p.m. and I am exhausted. But happy. I like it here so far. The transition has been pretty smooth up to this point. I miss people though. I'm excited for the rest of the week and the weekend when I will get to explore a little bit. It is bedtime I think, I need to "catch up" on some sleep, even though I know that is scientifically impossible.

Listening: The Streets

the amount of time spent blogging is inversely proportional to the amount of time spent packing

If I have to pack another box (which I do) I will scream. So hold your ears. Pack, pack, pack. But today is go day. Well at least loading all my stuff into a truck go day. Tomorrow is the real thing. I go to OKC and I start working on Monday. My things will follow Monday morning since I can't move into my apt. until Tuesday. The moving process is stretched out over multiple days, which is less than ideal, but you take what you can get I guess.

Ros and I wreaked havoc on my apt. last night. It was HUGE help, thanks Ros. I had just gotten to the point that I knew what needed to still be done but I was so blah I couldn't seem to get it done. So she gave me a little push, and we knocked a ton of it out. Well most of what was left really. I will spend the time today (until my parents get here) throwing the small stuff left into boxes and aimlessly labeling them. ha. Well and the Salvation Army is coming to pick up some of my furniture (thanks to my grandmother and aunt I will have basically all new furniture!!!). Those are my plans for the day.

I have a mosquito bite on my hand and it itches like crazy. Okay, so I want to know HOW I manage to situation myself in the most awkward situations ever, on a regular basis. Is there no relief from the madness? Probably not. It is just wishful thinking. Well and then I would like to know how I manage to be a magnet for people who generate awkward moments. Granted I'm guilty too, but for a couple of days it has just seemed to hit me from all sides. But at least it is a source of entertainment (?).

Well, the time has come for me to do stuff. I'm not stressed yet. But I imagine I will be later. But maybe not, everything is pretty much packed up, I just can't walk anywhere in my apt. without tripping over boxes. My walkways are limited to about a foot and a half wide, so moving around has become increasngly difficult. I feel like a mouse in a maze, but I don't have any cheese. I like cheese though.

Watching: Old School

it feels like

This morning when I woke up, I was pretty sure it was Sunday. Maybe that is wishful thinking on my part, with my mountains of boxes and belongings strewn everywhere. Either I'm wishing it was Sunday (two days ago) so I would have more days to pack, or Sunday (five days from now) so the packing would be finished. I'm at that point where there is no light at the end of the tunnel, just piles of stuff. Has to get worse before it gets better.

It has been quiet around here though. I was sort of hoping people would come by and relieve me of my belongings, but so far no takers. Ha. You know, maybe that guy with the gun? I have had a couple of realizations out of freaking nowhere, but that is a good thing right? But I haven't quite figured out how to verbalize them, that will come later. Eh.

I'm such a cheeseball, I've driven around Abilene a little the past few days when I've run errands or whatever and I've just tried to take it all in. It is time for me to leave, but I will miss some things about it. I've gone into that mode where I'm just curious about where I'm headed in life, who will be with me while I'm headed there. Not worried, just curious. I'm ready though. Slightly terrified, but ready. "Everything will be okay."

With that, I will tackle the remainder of my closet. It is like a black hole. Maybe if I travel far enough into it at a fast enough speed I will discover a white hole and a parallel universe (I learned that at the planetarium). Everybody, dance!

and some nights are just big

Well, I've packed some boxes. Books mostly. The fact that I have multiple boxes of books may be totally weird to some, but completely normal for me. Whenever my family moved around, and it seemed to happen every five years or so, I always had a ton of heavy boxes for a little kid becuase I had so many books. I'm such a nerd, but I don't mind, starting next Monday I'll be paid to be a nerd.

Yesterday I went to the driving range with Erin and it was pretty fun. I didn't suck nearly as bad as I have in the past, I was pretty proud of myself considering my status as fairly unexperienced. It was good for me though, I would like to go again this week sometime I think. Ros came into town yesterday afternoon and having her here was g-r-e-a-t. We just had fun and it was the coolest. So good. Last night we went to a wedding reception, and we tried to fit in a lot of "Abilene things" yesterday and today, (i.e. Blizzards, limeades, Chicken E..etc, etc) but we didn't get to Mary's Palateria. That will have to be next time.

I think I'm going to stay up late tonight and pack, hardcore. I'll just put in a movie and work my butt off. Stress level update: I think it has gone down a little. I got a little better sleep last night, but my tummy is still full of squirrels. Sucks, but I know it is just the stress of everything that is going on. Whew. I should start watching Pride and Prejudice before I go to bed. When I got stressed out a few months ago, that always seemed to help calm me down. Who the heck knows why, though. Kind of a weird practice, I know.

I've been writing a ton lately (and I don't mean on my blog, though the past few have been a little lengthy). Just writing in a little spiral notebook. I'm not exactly sure what I'm writing for, no real purpose, I just sit down and write, not poetry though. I was never one of those kids who sat and wrote poetry though. Some people have that knack, I just never particularly cared for it for some reason. Mine is more like a conversation that you and I would have. That is the way I like it. Sometimes I just feel like I have things to say, so I write them down. Maybe someday I will let you read them. It would be interesting for someone to respond. But probably a little scary as well. Eh.

I'm starting to like the way packing tape and sharpies smell.

and i said...

I got a ton of boxes from wal-mart tonight. I went and shopped for boxes...I got a ton of diaper ones and they kind of smell like diapers. Weird. But please note there are some creepy dudes at wal-mart late at night. For the record I don't like being followed, stared at or ogled over. Geez. Its like they'd never seen a female before. Seriously, I saw them do it to other girls too. Yeck.

Stress is what I have. Sort of. I mean like a freaking disease. I don't know if anyone remebers back to my posts at the end of April/beginning of May, but I'm at that point of stress and it hit me today. My sleeping has been out of whack, and my poor tummy is constantly nauseated. I'm ready for the mental and emotional stress to calm down, and I try to do things to give myself some relief. Like I'll go walk/run a few miles or just get out of the house and go sit at the park, or like tomorrow I'm going with Erin to the driving range and I'll have the great opportunity to hit things. Plus Ros is coming to town and that will give me some comfort too I think.

I was slightly concerned that I would get emotional and weird at some point this evening, but I did pretty well. I don't know. It is good though. I actually feel kind of peaceful. Slightly sentimental, but what can you do about that? I actually think I finally believe that it will be okay. And I'm beginning to feel like I need to credit my intensified prayer life for that kind of peace. It is just something I've been working pretty hard on, and thinking a lot about. There have been a few things that have completely shaken me, given me a bit of a reality check and I've tried to refocus. Some things are pretty unclear to me still, and I'm really seeking discernment. I just have this funny feeling about a few things, and sometimes my funny feelings are completely off, but usually they are dead on. Maybe my intuition is just more sharply focused than my brain sometimes. Ha. But my funny feelings aren't something I can put too much stock in becuase there are always other factors, you can only control so much and the rest is up to other people and a much higher power. The most important thing is I'm not too caught up I don't think, I'm really trying to just take things for what they are and let God do his thing and show me/help me discover what I need to.

That was a huge long thought. :) Man oh man. Sometimes you don't have to say anything, you just know. That is good.

Watching: Sliding Doors