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Float trip. 
Current River.

My baby, Edward.

Finger Lakes National Park.

To say my life is perfect would be a lie - but I feel as if it's reaching pretty damn near perfection. 

Everything just seems to be falling exactly into place.   I feel as if I've grown up 5 years in the past 6 months.  It's a truly odd sensation.   I like living a drama free life.  I love the peacefulness that accompanies a brighter outlook on the world. 

I went to swagstock last weekend instead of Vegas.  The roommate had issues and was unable to travel w/ me, so some friends from Kansas City came with me to Salem Missouri to partake in the listening of good music and the intoxication of good drugs :p It was cute and fun and dirty and muddy and just perfect.

This weekend I'm going camping with the neighbor, Ben, in southern Missouri.  I'll probably be meeting all his hick friends and I can't wait.  I think I'll bring the cowboy hat :p

My little sister is leaving for college this upcoming weekend and I'm not quite sure how to feel about it.  She's grown up so much.  She's seriously turned into quite and amazing person.  I'm so glad she's my sister. 

I got stood up by a guy at work last night.  Not that I didn't expect it, he always says he'll spend evenings with us and has yet to even make an appearance.  It's silly how I seem to attract people that want to blow me off.  Earlier this summer I got stood up by Eric and Jason, just recently it was Jarred and then repeatedly by Corey.  Oh well.

I'm off to finish packing for this weekend. 

My new roommate, Jay, and I.

My girl, Heather, and I.

Last Thursday was my good friend(heather)'s birthday.  She just so happens to share this birthday with our neighbor (Jamie) and our neighbors were just so happening to throw a huuuuge party, birthday celebratory style.  Since we just so happened to have 2 untapped kegs in our house they asked if they could buy one off of us when theirs ran out.  Of course, the answer was yes.

So after work I went to the store and bought materials for a vegan birthday cake.  Me and my magnificent cooking skills really fucked up.  Lets jus say it involved getting the oil and water amounts mixed up, me scooping cups of excess oil out of the batter and really really really soggy cupcakes and cake.  It was a sad story.

So as the night wore on, the neighbors keg began to run dry.  So I told them to head over to my house and get the other one.  Well apparently if you don't drink beer until a month after the expiration date, it will taste like acetone.  Yes - both kegs were bad.  Once again, a sad story.

As the week wore on I managed to go nearly bankrupt, smash my finger in a drawer, lose my cell phone, break my driver side window (it fell down into the door), have a roommate who couldn't afford to pay her half of the deposit, causing me to have to write the entire check for 815 dollars, get 2 migraines, have Avon threaten to turn me over to creditors because of a late $27.27 bill, my dog got hurt, I had stay late at work nearly every night, got chewed out by a mean coworker for something I didn't do, and now my legs are COVERED in bruises from work (we counted over 39 on my RIGHT leg before work last night - I'll post pics later). 

Yet, surprisingly, I'm in a wonderful mood. 

Could someone explain to me how an individual can practically write an essay on how GW is doing such wonderful things, then later talk about wanting him out of office, and call other people hypocrites?  Cause I'm slightly confused?

Oh wait - I forgot that person changes their entire personality, interests and opinions depending on the personalities, interests and opinions of who she is around at the time.  Silly me

So I think the week long trip to the west coast will be replaced (sadly) by a 4 day trip to vegas for Defcon 12.  I still need to talk to the boy and make sure that he wants to do that instead of Cali.  Although, I really really relaly really aldkfja;ldfja;ldsfkj want to go to cali. . .  

The streetlights were still blinking as I walked to class today.  I somehow managed to wake myself at five a.m. in order to spend a few hours studying before my midterm exam. 

This was a mistake.

Panera was closed so I didn't buy coffee and the computer lab didn't open until seven so I spent an hour snoozing in the stairwell (both of these facts were surprises to me).  I still have an hour to go and I can barely hold my head up. 

Let’s hope I can stay awake during the actual test.

I'm glad to say that my life, while not going perfectly, is finally heading in a direction that I am happy about.  The things I have been promising myself to do for years are finally being completed.  I have found that perfect balance between school and work and house cleaning and lounging and going out. 

I feel as if many of the intangible aspects of my life that I have been struggling for so long to change are finally changing.  And only because I'm trying to procrastinate studying for my midterm (and because I think I have the right to be superficial for a few minutes) - here are the material things I'm hoping to acquire in the near future:

.  New painting supplies (easel, new brushes, 5 or 6 canvases, new acrylic paint and I'd like to give oil painting a try as well)

.  Sculpting tools.  My latest piece has been sitting 3/4 done for about 3 months now.

.  New shirts.  I've grown out of/lost most of my clothes.

.  Books.  I'm trying to start a huge library.

.  Bookshelf.  I need a place to keep it.

.  DVDs.  I'd like to start a huge video library as well.

First things first: checking account out of red so I can pay the bills :(

So I've decided to head to the west coast for a week.  I'll probably take off after work on the 6th of August and drive until I can't keep my eyes open any longer.  I hope to see the ancient redwoods in Northern Cali, swim in the Pacific Ocean, wander the streets of Seattle and spend lots of wonderful time under the stars.  As of now, it's myself and the dog- although I wouldn't mind having another traveling companion :)

These weeks just seem to be flying by - my emotions haven't had time to catch up with my actions or decisions and I'm just waiting for everything to crash and burn.  But I'm content.  I've found a niche that I feel as if I belong in.  I just hope my contentment isn't a falsification of reality.  I want this to be genuine.

I have a few things that I am desperate to get off of my chest.

One.  I'm sick of being the only person in this goddamned household that cleans anything.  Dishes, vacuuming, post party clean up, bathrooms, yard work, sweeping/moping, ALL done by me.  It wouldn't be so bad if you didn't sit there and talk to me WHILE I play maid.

Two.  When I invite you over to my house for dinner that means I am planning on feeding you.  If you're here to party, stay the fuck away from my food.  It costs money, and until you start offering to help me purchase my groceries, don't eat my food.

Three.  When I come into a bar that I have been frequenting about 4 nights a week for the past 3 months I do not expect to be carded or treated like shit or told that a disgusting drink (by fault of the bartender, not by nature of the drink) can't be remade.  It's not my fault your best friend's boyfriend likes me.  Pour me a drink, bitch. 

Four.  My phone tells me when, how many and who my missed calls are.  There is no need to call 7 times in a row. 

Rant. Rant. Rant.
I'm done.