P.S. RIP Nemo the Fish. 10/8/04

Basically, I just need to say that Damien Rice's "O" is probably the best album I have heard in a very long time. Its probably up there on my all time greatest list. It doesn't hurt that he's from Irleland either. :P

So today I'm baby-sitting. I haven't baby-sat in two months, so we shall see what adventure is in store for me. Its interesting going from dealing with people in college for two months straight, and then dealing with a two year old for the night. Sometimes I really don't think there is a difference.

Tomorrow I'm supposed to go out with Tarah to Franklin Mills to talk over Gloria Jean's coffee, and walk around and buy things with my "Bed Bath and Beyond" card and her credit card. There will definitely be a "good time had by all." Haven't used that line in awhile. Every now and then I bring it back out to spice things up a bit.

I've been thinking a lot about the "me I used to be." A year ago, I was a much different person, and a very unhappy one at that. Now, I am extremely happy and thankful that I've finally gotten over my "teenage angsty" years. Kids like that annoy me now, and its probably because I recognize that I was once like that. Another reason is that I have reason to be happy.

You make me happy.

So basically, I've come a long way in a year. I've learned how to live on my own and support myself. I've learned that people aren't always what they seem to be, and to be extremely cautious in choosing people to be my friends and confidants. I've become more outgoing, and I refuse to let people walk over me as they have in the past. No one can walk over me unless I allow them to, and I won't do that again because all it did was place me in the position I was a year ago. I won't ever go back, and this is my solemn promise to you, dear reader.

However, why does it scare me sometimes that I exhibit the same traits that he had? Is it a defense mechanism? Possibly. Maybe I'm just scared as hell.

Yay update! Well yesterday was Dustin and my eight month anniversary. ::Muah::! I love you babe!

Nemo is still alive and swimming in my mixing bowl. We'll see if he lasts the weekend when I'm gone.

Next week is going to be the week from hell.

P.S. Check out the new look. I went into the template and added my profile to the top, and the
"Leave Some Love" box for comments.

Well Nemo is still alive. So I changed the water in the bowl, because I read this "Caring for your goldfish" article that said if you have a bowl you should change it everyday. He's happily swimming now in a clean bowl. The fin that I thought was defective before is moving, so I really don't know what the deal is with him. I think he's just lazy like his owner.

Oh no! The Hives are on Regis and Kelly with that annoying song, "Walk Idiot Walk." Their lead singer is a wanna be Steven Tyler, only he's British and wears funky white and black suits.

One more day before I can see my Dusty! I am so happy.

Congratulations to my Little, Aimee, on being a pledge! :)

My dear boyfriend told me I should update so this is me updating.

Despite the fact that I woke up more tired than when I went to bed last night, and the beginning of this day was menacing with all of its cold fall glory, I received a goldfish today. I named him Nemo, and the name is fitting because he is orange and I think one of his fins are broken. I've tried feeding him lettuce and bread but I don't think he is in the mood. Actually, he looks like he will most likely die tomorrow. So Abby and I will just have to have a fishy funeral.

You think that I don't know what you say, but believe me...I do.

"Tell me do you think it'd be all right
If I could just crash here tonight
You can see
I'm in no shape for driving
And anyway I've got no place to go
And you know it might not be that bad
You were the best I'd ever had
If I hadn't blown the whole thing years ago
I might not be alone
Tomorrow we can drive around this town
And let the cops chase us around
The past is gone but something might be found
To take its place...hey jealousy" -Gin Blossoms

Things are looking up. I got a new due date for my paper so I don't have to write it for tonight. I'm also done my homework up until Tuesday. I know you all must be saying, "Geek" to yourselves, but really I'm not.

I've been thinking a lot lately about my past. I guess its not a bad thing because everyone learns from their past, and I guess I learned from mine. Sure I've lost people along the way, but I've gained people too. These are probably the most important people in my life.

Here's a quote from another song because its playing now, on the 90's pop rock mix I made this weekend.

"A long December, and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leavin'
Now the days go by so fast
And its one more day up in the canyon
And its one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I can be forgiven....I wish you would." -Counting Crows

I think really only one other person will figure out the irony of these lyrics and the relevance of the fact that the Counting Crows sing them. Who knows? He probably doesn't even read this anymore. I just want to say that the Counting Crows rock in concert and everyone should go see them.

I'm tired.