And I said...Its alright...da buddada buddada buddada

The things in our lives that make such a huge difference are always those things that go unseen and unnoticed because they are taken for granted. I love being in Seattle and the experiences are great...living somewhere new is amazing and frustrating but you learn to adjust and adapt...The winters are very cloudy and rainy here, and day in day out you start to except it for what it is and life. Then one day...one blessed day things seem different...I woke up to bright warm rays squeezing through my blinds screaming to me to wake up!! Almost as efficient as my mother singing "Oh what a beautiful morning....oh what a beautiful day". The benefit I get with waking to the sun, is no threat of a cup of water to the face. So I smiled, and rose... I feel so much energy with the sun...it was a grand day. I bathed in it down at Golden Gardens beach where these pictures were taken.

The sun I now know is a constant need of mine. I love the sun. I love the heat..I love the sun spots that that so cozily snuggle into my skin. I love the sun. Truly my attitude was completely different that day..and the following two days as well. My eyes were wide and smiling with much glee. I left people happier that day. Keep well

(Currently listening to Delicate by Damien Rice(Live from Union Chapel))

Words and Thought for today

So what can I say...really not too much...The days have become repetitive...the sun is on its way down when I'm waking up...I wait tell the hour I go to work, which is sadly the highlight of my day...then I end up pacing around the Kiosk for Borders book store and in four hours only sell seven items. The repetitiveness alone is going to kill me. I read alot more now. I found a steal of a deal when I went to the local library...Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer...hardback...for only a dollar! And it is in great condition! I kinda jumped for joy when I saw it. I had to rub my eyes a few times and still couldn't believe it, so I had to go and ask the library woman lady...she said my dreams have come true and yes that is only a dollar. So I have thrown that book into my 'books I need to read' category. I'm currently finishing up Bright Shiny Morning..and yet another James Frey..And since everyone is so high on this Twilight I have convinced myself that I need to at least read the first book. I would like to read the Journals of the Freedom Writers too. Thought that would be pretty interesting and humbling.

Another benefit about being at the Kiosk is that you get to watch everybody in the mall...witness their arguments...see how transparent their faces. I wonder if they realize how much they show of their person. Who they really are. Who they are trying to hide from the world by placing up blocks and covering their soul...putting on a front. It is pretty interesting...but as soon as they notice that someone is looking they tighten the laces and go back into hiding. Much like a hermit crab. Some people just don't care and are who they are, which is awesome. Picture this, a slightly overweight man wearing glasses, and a tight blue t-shirt that must have been purchased in the 70's tucked into his worn down jeans that are well over his navel on his quite large stomach. This man also wears a long black beard that is slightly greying and a full head of scraggly head. As you follow his arms down you notice that they are crossed yet one had is missing. It is inside a hand puppet. This man is walking around with a puppet of a sloth, and as he walks by every person he starts moving the sloth like crazy and opening and closing its mouth and at the exact same time he, himself, is opening and closing his mouth. I know that his goal to all of the awesome awkwardness that he creates is to just make people smile and have people smile again...I can't help but laugh everything I see him approaching...cause I am easily entertained that stuff just makes me bust up with laughter. Though the common everyday man may say he is weird..I say right on! I feel that there should be more sloth puppet men in the world...My whole life I have only met two..the other was in Mexico...It was feakin awesome! Peace

(Currently listening to Here It Goes Again by Ok Go)

Its 2009...

So it has happened..its here...its done. We are officially in a new year and there are goals being made due to tradition...I myself am not going to write any cause my goals are on going...and all the new year does is 'remind us' to make them...cause we all know that we might make it to march or even April with our making our goals before we completely forget about them all together..so due to that I am just staying the same and working on the same goals I've always personally had...I may try to not tease so much...since that is a huge part of my life and others seem to hate it. I don't think I've met one person who has liked it...except for my little sis Lacey who, when I was away in Mexico, wrote me and told me that I was right and that she really did miss it. HA!! So there is one person out of hundreds maybe even thousands that have taken the brunt of my teasing. But I finally have done what for many years have wanted to do..and that is to be in a big city during new years, I went and watched a spectacular firework performance at the Space Needle in Seattle Center...it was amazing! I have many pictures but no real way to upload them..as soon as I get a new computer that works...you'll see pictures galor. So it seems that Borders have given me the silent thumbs up with my performance, "thank you. Thank you" and have decided to keep me on as one of their 'regular' employees. (yay) but seeing the major hours I put into working and the check that i received today...makes me want to cry..I need to get another job...this is just enough to pay my bills and have me eat TV dinners tell the next two weeks. I wish I had never quite my AE job..I was getting paid more than double for the same amount of hours that I did...it sucks... So I'm thinking about selling my car again...and pay off my loan..and just use the bus to get around. Though the last time I took it a big ol African-American bum was on it and looked at me and so I looked at him cause he caught my attention and then proceeded to talk to the bus drive using his outside voice, on how 'boring' people are...and people meaning me. I had no idea he was talking about me tell ten minutes later. He was going on and on and on about that...apparently my spaced out face is grimacing of some sorts. Which is sad...I need to start spacing out with a smile on my face. So anyway, he thought I was being racist...which if he really know what I was thinking wouldn't have said that. I thought he was cool cause he was talking about old Jazz music and sports and the Eastern coast...but then he left a sour taste in my mouth due to his comments. When I got up to get off the bus he stuck his face in my face and glared at me and I just smiled and kept walking, then when I got off called me a name that I cannot repeat. Its funny how angry people get and the perceptions they have. So long story short...I'm going to keep to the back of the bus from now on where the Indy kids and weirdos sit...they are much more chill and I tend to be left at peace...sometimes have some interesting conversations which strangers and hear peoples ideas about the world...I love hearing every ones points of views on things..its quite entertaining.

(Currently listening to The Moon and Antarctica by Modest Mouse)