Hey Hey They’re the Monkeys

So I was introduced to a rocking band last night. They're the Poptart Monkeys and they are friggin awesome. I also took my first trip to Sammy T's. What a cheesy little music hall. Obviously I fell in love with it, lol. The show was awesome, and a girl I work with knows the band personally. And the band is very cool, down to earth. Not at all stuck up. They played some great music and my ears are still ringing, lol. Totally worth it though. I had so much fun. And I didn't think I was going to. I was sort of begged to go to watch Michele and make sure she didn't make another horrid drunken mistake by the name of Yancey. Or anything else along those lines. So I finally left around 12:30 when she was completely plastered but luckily in the hands of one of her friends. Who should have therefore made sure she didn't do anything stupid. I hope. I had somewhere to be. Otherwise I would have stayed till the end of the show. I had so much fun though and I'm so glad they convinced me to go. Eight dollars cover charge (just because the Chippendale's were there, ugh) but so worth it. Definitely going back. Maybe to see the Velcro Pygmies or something the next time they're here. You just have to love those bands with the weird names.

It’s amazing….

I'm at work, so I'll keep this short.  But I find it quite fascinating at how things can change.  There are times when you think you've been hurt so bad you'll never recover.  And then you do.    And it's incredible.  Times when you think you'll never smile again, and then one day, you find it impossible to stop smiling.  You think you'll never forgive someone for what they put you through, and then you do.  Or maybe you don't.  Maybe you just get to the point where you just don't care.  That happens sometimes too.  Either way, you find out you are so much better off.  I've been looking back lately.  And the things that seemed so severe to me before…aren't bad at all now.  It's amazing how there's a certain someone who can make you smile so hard it hurts.  Someone who can restore your faith entirely (or mostly, anyway) someone who can enjoy just kicking back in a hammock with you at the Burning Nun, even though it's friggin hot in there.  And have no complaints.  Someone who will gladly watch crappy horror movies with you again, but only if you remind them of who the killer is, lol.  Someone who understands the fascination you have with rain…and storms….  There are times that you think you'll never be happy again, and then, when it comes, and you realize it, it's such a surprise.  You thought you'd never be able to care for anyone again, and then you do.   Life is funny sometimes.  There's this great quote from Sweet Home Alabama, where one actress says, "It's funny how things don't work out."  To which, Reese Witherspoon simply replies, "It's funny how they do."   It is odd how things work out.  But in the last six months I have gained so many valuable friends.  And I think I've finally reached the point where I know exactly what I want.  And there's no doubts, no regrets, nothing but excitement.  Everything is sort of coming together.  And it makes me happy.

What to say?

    I couldn't really think of an insightful title or anything, lol.  I'm horrible at it these days.  My mind isn't much on writing.  I've been staying busy.  And soon I hope to have a celebration.  Maybe Thursday night with my friends at the Nun.  I am officially done with Express and therefore feel the need to rejoice, lol.  I love my new job.  And it sort of amazes me how things have changed for me.  I look back on older entries, and I see who I was and how I was feeling, and I feel completely different now.  I feel fine really.  I don't miss that me, the one who was sad and felt hopeless.  Let me just say, sometimes you just need your security blanket to talk you through things.  It helps to hear other people's stories and it helps to know that someone out there needs you in some way.  I care a lot about my security blanket.  I guess I was standing on the edge, sort of getting ready to fall and hit rock bottom and let it all go.  And he pulled me back up, without even realizing it, I think.  I can never thank him enough for it. Not to mention hiking across town from Big Spring Park to Maple Hill with a friend can do wonders.  And sitting in the park with said friend for hours talking is such good therapy.  And smiles are more valuable than most people will ever realize.    Life is good.  Life is beautiful.  Life is a crazy kind of ride, lol….

I have learned the value of French Onion Sunchips….

    Dear God, it's like crack for dogs!!  I was attacked and nearly mauled, all for the value that a green bag holds!  True, they are tasty chips.  I won't argue that.  But oh my Lord!  My right arm is sore from the dog gnawing on it in a futile attempt to climb across both me and my laptop to get to the little shiny bag.  And then she became preoccupied with a houseshoe.  Good sign, right?  She had something else to focus on.  Well, sometimes I think it's funny to try and scare her, so I put the houseshoe on my hand and made some funny noises.  Ordinarily, she would've run away and we would have all laughed.  No, not when she's hyped up on French Onion powder.  She got all brave.  Decided to attack the shoe.  And consequently me, as I was attached to it.  Obviously Pappi needed a trip outside.  After running around and trying to herd both me and Heather, she resorted to tossing a tennis ball herself and catching it…or at least chasing it.  And then she came inside.  And I thought she had calmed down.  But when she saw that houseshoe again, she went nuts.  So needless to say, I have barracaded myself inside the safety of my room.  And it's quiet out there…too quiet….

I could so put an odd title here….

     Like, "Today, I peed in a cup."  lol…the truth is, yeah I had to go take a drug test for Corr today.  The good news is, I was used to it, thanks to two summers at Wal-Mart.  The sad news is–I was used to it.  How often can someone say, "Yeah, I'm used to drug tests," without having actually USED drugs??  "I've taken three drug tests in the last three years, and I've been clean for–well, forever."  lol

    But something amazing happened today.  Granted, it's been pretty nice lately, but today, it was amazing.  One, Heather found her wedding dress.  I was the first to see it and that makes me feel so special, lol.  But she found it!  It's beautiful and she looks like a princess and it's absolutely PERFECT.  What's even hilarious is that she found it at David's Bridal, which we have heard is not a good place to search for dresses.  And we had already went to another dress shop and we were just going into David's Bridal to mess with their heads.  She had no intention of finding her dress there.  But she did, and it's beautiful and I wanted to cry when I saw her in it.

    I have learned the value of a smile.  Smiling is…fantastic.  I can't believe that I'm writing that.  I mean, that's pretty weird to say that I've learned the value of a smile.  But they are so…good.  Okay that's it, I'm done.  I can't do this anymore.  I'm sounding way too much like an idiot.  lol…anyway, maybe later I can write more.