i like finding songs that feel like they're written about me. they let me know that i'm not the only one that's crazy.

so this was written, partially in my head and partially on paper, last week sometime…around Tuesday. life has changed a lot since then, but I figured a late post is better than none at all. so here goes.



“all my bags are packed, I’m ready to go…”
that’s right…my bags are still
packed. I’m honestly afraid to unpack them in fear of finding things I
don’t really want to see…like how many items of clothing I own, but can’t really
fit into or don’t really wear until I’m out of laundry—really just the amount of
things in my life that need to be sorted through in the near future. the
clothes are clean, at least, but from the looks of my room, one would guess
otherwise.

after lots of working and several sporadic trips to
Benton, Baton Rouge, and the Mandeville/Covington/New Orleans area, I’m about
driven out, and for the first time, I wasn’t ready for break to be over.
some things I rediscovered and some I learned while I was on the
road…
· I’ll never be too old to enjoy a
fort.
· shopping is direly unsuccessful when
one feels/appears to be 40 years old and stomping through a mid life
crisis.
· “simple” is my favorite way of
life.
· my sense of direction is
impeccable.
· straying from the familiar is
completely worth it. sticking to your guns is too.



**right now, I’m watching Scream 3. it’s quite incredible…and by incredible I mean incredibly terrible. I’d sadly forgotten how many people die in these movies and how lame the characters are that the writers have chosen to keep alive. I’d also forgotten that this series came out just as Courtney Cox and David Arquette became an item, Patrick Dempsey is in this movie, and I haven’t seen Neve Campbell since this movie.

do you ever have a night where the only company you want is your own?
tonight is one of those nights.