Yup. It happened.

The worst fears from that rant saturday came true. Woke up sunday am with a temp of 101.3. Which turned on and off as the day progressed. Highest recorded temp of mine in recent history was last night at 103.7. Equals super lame.

Day 16: everyone has vices. I was recently told a semi guilty pleasure, which really isn't that bad considering circumstances, and when confronted with my own i came up with few. Pizza, taco del mar, movies with subtitles, bad horror movies, and almost anything in the german language. But, whew, tough to admit to, but i LOVE the tv show 'the oc.' i own the entire thing and it's either the next disc or another dvd in my dvd player. Always. So there. I said it!

Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow.

It's been a week of God awful. Currently I'm feeling the effects of staying out till 2, not drinking and coming home to stay up till 330. Woke up right at 11 with a lung span that seems a size or two too small, a headache that could constrain a bull, a slight sun burn (my fault), and soreness to the max. I'm so tired. I'm currently having my carpets cleaned. Woot. For free. Glad i don't work on commission. Write soon. Just too tired.

Still haven't found the jet dry lid...

Oh britain, what is about your tv shows that has me captivated until the wee hours in the morning? Every single time?!
My head hurts.
I miss someone i shouldn't.
I wrote in my other book last night. The callous on my finger apparently wasn't as tough as i thought it was.
It's late and i'm totally capable of admitting too much.
Day 15: i really really really miss school. It wasnever the school part that bothered me. It was the people. Fall was/ismy favorite season because of my birthday, the harvest moon, the cool weather that snaps in your chest, ALL THE COLORS, and school started again. Honestly, truely, deeply. Since i was little.
My phone is less than a year old and it seems so ancient.

At my utmost confused...

I am still trying to absorb what just happened. I went to go load the dishwasher about 20 minutes ago. I fill the dishwasher up completely; this takes about five minutes as I don't need to rinse them. I fill the place for the detergent and went to go fill the jet dry. This is where I'm at a loss. I turn itever so slightly and it doesn't budge. I put a little more into it and it not only pulls out but it shoots into the wall beside me. I watched it fly eight into the dishwasher. I glance back at the jet dry compartment and the lid is gone, confirming it leaving its home and my posession. So I searched the while bottom portion of this machine. And found nothing loose. So I checked the shelves. Nothing. All three of them. Not there. So I go to the other side to see if it was just the perspective and nothing. Re-checked everything in that washer. So by Einsteins definition, I would be insane. So I've been looking everywhere outside of it, all the cabinets where closed and still nothing. On the floors or the counter. Nowhere...so confused...

Let go and let God.

Sad. I has the whole post written and as soon as i tabbed over it was gone! :(

Title o blog post is what i need to work on as i feel a little helpless in most of my attempts recently and i'm not going to clarify. Kind of a mix between a flying boy who leads a pack of lost children, Ione Skye in my favorite 80's movie and the pair of best friends from Tucson. Stop this train. Iwanna get off and go home again. I can't take the speed it's moving in. I know i can't but honestly, won't someone stop this train.

I will be terminally single. The right person will come when ileast expect it and when God thinks i'm ready. So i can wait and not anticipate and work on me and have fun in the meantime. He'll know when it's time. I need to notbe so pushyand remember to sit back wand watch and listen more.

Day 14: my 5 languages of love as of...today.
Your Scores
6 Words of Affirmation
9 Quality Time
3 Receiving Gifts
8 Acts of Service
4 Physical Touch

5lovelanguages.com - it's awesome. And helpful. And i'm not just saying that.