taco tiki hut

on the way to mcdonalds with my sister this morning, which feels like every morning, we heard the new b-52s song on the radio. it just made me smile to bop along and enjoy the moment. i can't help but think of my childhood and reminisce when i hear the b-52s. there is something about the harmony and the shouting that just makes me feel 9 or 10 years old. so there i am in the car with my seester and we are bopping along to this amazing song and i felt very luck all of a sudden. i look at my life sometimes and think that i'm spinning my wheels. but then recently a ton of amazing things happened: i get accepted into nursing school, i am getting offered jobs left and right for shows that i really am excited bout, i have a mom that i could not be more proud of, i have a sister that will bop along with me, a best friend that completely listens and i had dinner with the most romantic guy in the world. all at once. it was like the sun coming out from be hind the clouds. i am just warm and happy like a kitten and i just feel blessed for the first time in a long time.... maybe it's the infant of prague.

hey it's no big

as my mom watches the most amazing flick ever, the faculty, and my sister makes a collage, i type this blog and thus the third weekend of nunsensations! draws to a close. i can only breathe a big old sigh of relief. only one more weekend to go. i enjoy the cast and the pit members but i am so ready for it to be over. you would think that the drive would be the part that is killing me but it is the show itself that is the problem. especially because i am preparing for a couple of really great musicals as it is. in comparison to them this one feels like the crappiest musical, maybe on earth. the original nunsense! was actually funny and how can you go wrong with rue mcclanahan anyway but i have to say that nunsensations! the las vegas nunsense musical extravaganza is just a shallow attempt and the corny cheeseballness of the original. i am just focusing my efforts to the future musicals like ragtime and west side story. there is enough work in those three musicals alone to keep me busy while i push through grease and go dog go.

side note: my favorite purchase of the month would be my dashboard infant jesus of prague. i have glued him and his pimpness next to my psychedelic lime green buddha to my dash and they now accompany me around town and smile down at me. anyway, i am now going to, in all my ocd-ness, take my lists of books to read and categorize them now so that i can transfer them to a book later than i can carry around. woo hoo for me and for the faculty.

holy crap

it just hit me a day or so ago that people are going to expect me to be turning in money soon to hold my place for the fall at ASPN. part of me is really happy and excited and thinks that this is perfect and that i knew it all along. the other part of me is freaking out like a mofo. i immediately wanted to grab mama's first deck of study cards and begin cramming for my first test... which is... four months away. i think that i just need a big moment to gather my wits and calm my ass down. the only thing i worry about, of course, is the money. 250 smackers. i am thinking of whoring myself but then on the other hand i just will have to do with out the gas bill or i dunno the cable bill. i dunno, at least i am taking another first step in the right direction of pecuniary stability. i am carrying around this little black notebook and i am hoping that it works better than a ledger from the bank. i am still on the "i hate the bank and money" kick but there isn't anything i can do about it. so i just take it day to day. for instance. i never would have predicted watching the philadelphia story yesterday but it was exactly the thing i needed. the hepburn and the stewart and the grant (a.k.a. the-hunka-burnin'-love) are just amazing in this movie. i love it and it makes me want to watch holiday and the lion in winter and bringing up baby. i'm sure that you are catching the trend here. so to sum up. i am going to read now and relax about nursing and try to let go of the money worries and go stir the burning potpourri.

you have to be smarter

apparently you have to be smarter than the blog in order to use the blog. i have had the weirdest couple of day and it all culminates in the fact that this blog site is just smarter than me. i keep getting signed out and i can't remember where things are. blah. anyway, like i said these past few days have been strange, if not crappy. getting pulled over in the middle of nowhere ohio, driving over 500 miles, getting handed one of the hardest scores i have ever had to play, not being scheduled at work at all for a week, finding out that wendy's has done away with 99c five piece nuggets, taking a serious angry nap and waiting on the bank to get their act together. all of these different things add up to the fact that i have decided that i need a break from life. i want to just quietly read and maybe watch a movie or buffy. oh yes and go pens. definately go pens.

whenever i start a blog or a journal or anything of the like i am always at a loss where to start. so i inevitably start writing and then i end up looking back and i realize that i am not very good at keeping a journal or a blog or a what have you. i guess i am just going to have to do my best.

i started up with Blood of the Fold again today and i am really glad i did. i didn't know that i liked that series so much until i started reading again toady and i thought, "MAN i love this book." i just love this series and i can't stop reading it. starting it up again really is the only productive thing that has happened today. welllll not exactly. i did also watch "Once More With Feeling" today and i must say i love that episode and that is why Buffy the Vampire Slayer is an amazing show. it is one of the few shows that i can start watching at 10 in the morning and the next thing i know it is 5 in the evening. so i guess you could say that the big moment of my day is discovering the key to time travel. Terry Goodkind's Blood of the Fold and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. next thing you know you'll be 60. handle with care.