Yeah, it feels like a Monday. Everything about it. You know, when you don’t want to get out of bed and wished you had the day off. Driving into work, my mind decided to fuck with me a little too much. Getting to work didn’t help too
much. At least it’s just plain grouchiness, and nothing more than that. I’m trying to right it, by going to that place in my head where I’m off all by myself somewhere. It could be out at Pat’s Lake looking for the frogs; it might be where I’m off at some spa, with no cell phone, and just the smell of the outdoor hot springs. Today I might go kayaking by myself on this river near our house. Or, I could actually be with Nurse Kristy just hanging out of Gov’t Island. She’s so easy to be around, that it’s almost like being by yourself. NK is the definition of Easy Silence. Hell, it’s Monday, maybe I’ll daydream about all of those places today. I can already tell you I probably won’t get a ton of work done today :) I need to make up for the fact that I worked entirely too hard last week. Haha. I can say that jokingly. I know myself well enough to know that I’d never actually slack off if there was something important pending. I will work hard on keeping my appt. with my daydreams today. I brought in the “Jen’s Going Away Party” photo album that Kara made for each of us and showed it to my boss today. It makes me smile. I love that “Rio” ended up puking near the end of the evening, but was very adamant that it wasn’t caused by alcohol, as she “really didn’t drink that much.” There’s a picture of her drinking straight from a bottle of vodka in the album. A few pages later, it shows her with her “puke bag.” LOL. Good times! We all have that friend, the one that swears they didn't drink that much, so they don't understand how they got so hammered. We've also all got a friend that you'd swore only took 2 sips of a drink, and they next think you know they're table dancing (just looking for that release), we've got the friends that get entirely too flirty when they go out, we all have the ones we know we'll spend part of our evening babysitting, and of course we all have the ones that are a little volatile, so you don't know if they're going to want to argue with you, be your bff, or end up crying talking abou their childhood. Oh, or the ones that get so wasted they start telling you how pretty you are. I love that one. I don't believe it for a second, but it's always nice to hear :) Whatever friend you're out with, you're thankful that they're in your life. They aren't defined by the categories I just put them in, but you know they'll dabble in them for sure. Good times. Good friends.
This doesn’t happen often, but I’m kind of at a loss on what to write about today. I don’t want to whine and bitch, so that takes out talking about my drive
in this morning. LMAO. I’ll have to give this some thought and come back later. This is an oxymoron, but I hope you all are having a great Monday.
~Jen
Oh, I heard this song the other day. I’ve heard it a million times, but it’s funny how songs take on new meaning, based on what you’re going through in your life at that point in time. It’d be interesting to hear
how you interpret the lyrics.
Santa
Monica by Everclear
I am still livin' with your ghost
Lonely and dreamin' of the west
coast
I don't wanna be your downtime
I don't wanna be your stupid game
With my big black boots and an old suitcase
I do believe I'll find myself a
new place
I don't wanna be the bad guy
I don't wanna do your sleepwalk
dance anymore
I just wanna see some palm trees
I will try and shake away
this disease
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim
out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
I
am still dreamin' of your face
Hungry and hollow for all the things you took
away
I don't wanna be your good time
I don't wanna be your fallback crutch
anymore
Walk right out into a brand new day
Insane and risin' in my own
weird way
I don't wanna be the bad guy
I don't wanna do your sleepwalk
dance anymore
I just wanna feel some sunshine
I just wanna find some place
to be alone
Yeah watch the world die
much. At least it’s just plain grouchiness, and nothing more than that. I’m trying to right it, by going to that place in my head where I’m off all by myself somewhere. It could be out at Pat’s Lake looking for the frogs; it might be where I’m off at some spa, with no cell phone, and just the smell of the outdoor hot springs. Today I might go kayaking by myself on this river near our house. Or, I could actually be with Nurse Kristy just hanging out of Gov’t Island. She’s so easy to be around, that it’s almost like being by yourself. NK is the definition of Easy Silence. Hell, it’s Monday, maybe I’ll daydream about all of those places today. I can already tell you I probably won’t get a ton of work done today :) I need to make up for the fact that I worked entirely too hard last week. Haha. I can say that jokingly. I know myself well enough to know that I’d never actually slack off if there was something important pending. I will work hard on keeping my appt. with my daydreams today. I brought in the “Jen’s Going Away Party” photo album that Kara made for each of us and showed it to my boss today. It makes me smile. I love that “Rio” ended up puking near the end of the evening, but was very adamant that it wasn’t caused by alcohol, as she “really didn’t drink that much.” There’s a picture of her drinking straight from a bottle of vodka in the album. A few pages later, it shows her with her “puke bag.” LOL. Good times! We all have that friend, the one that swears they didn't drink that much, so they don't understand how they got so hammered. We've also all got a friend that you'd swore only took 2 sips of a drink, and they next think you know they're table dancing (just looking for that release), we've got the friends that get entirely too flirty when they go out, we all have the ones we know we'll spend part of our evening babysitting, and of course we all have the ones that are a little volatile, so you don't know if they're going to want to argue with you, be your bff, or end up crying talking abou their childhood. Oh, or the ones that get so wasted they start telling you how pretty you are. I love that one. I don't believe it for a second, but it's always nice to hear :) Whatever friend you're out with, you're thankful that they're in your life. They aren't defined by the categories I just put them in, but you know they'll dabble in them for sure. Good times. Good friends.
This doesn’t happen often, but I’m kind of at a loss on what to write about today. I don’t want to whine and bitch, so that takes out talking about my drive
in this morning. LMAO. I’ll have to give this some thought and come back later. This is an oxymoron, but I hope you all are having a great Monday.
~Jen
Oh, I heard this song the other day. I’ve heard it a million times, but it’s funny how songs take on new meaning, based on what you’re going through in your life at that point in time. It’d be interesting to hear
how you interpret the lyrics.
Santa
Monica by Everclear
I am still livin' with your ghost
Lonely and dreamin' of the west
coast
I don't wanna be your downtime
I don't wanna be your stupid game
With my big black boots and an old suitcase
I do believe I'll find myself a
new place
I don't wanna be the bad guy
I don't wanna do your sleepwalk
dance anymore
I just wanna see some palm trees
I will try and shake away
this disease
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim
out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
I
am still dreamin' of your face
Hungry and hollow for all the things you took
away
I don't wanna be your good time
I don't wanna be your fallback crutch
anymore
Walk right out into a brand new day
Insane and risin' in my own
weird way
I don't wanna be the bad guy
I don't wanna do your sleepwalk
dance anymore
I just wanna feel some sunshine
I just wanna find some place
to be alone
Yeah watch the world die
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