Saturday, January 21, 2012

Will Smith. that's what's up.

So you all know that I love Will Smith. I respect his family ethics. I appreciate his professional talents.("is it the sales? 20 mil. Is it the car? Bentley. Is it the women? Jada. Is it the money? Please...") And I LOVE his dance moves (see Fresh Prince of Belair). I enjoy most movies in which he stars. Today I'm referencing the popular romantic comedy Hitch. In Hitch's basic principles he gives some universal advice. "Begin each day as if on purpose." Well let me tell you: when I wake up at 4:45, it certainly isn't by accident, but today I don't work. That's why I slept in until.. (drum roll please).. 7:30. When my feet hit the floor, it's on purpose, and hopefully many things after that follow suit.

Another basic principle: no woman wakes up saying "God, I hope I don't get swept off my feet today!"

So true. Today, for me, is absolutely no exception to this rule. I'm rather open to it, in fact. But don't tell the man with the broom. He can work for it. He can "try harder, stupid."

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Lyrics- best of me by Jason aldean

Cause there ain’t nothing like a memory
When it’s coming on strong like a hurricane
How can love like that just up and walk away
It’s killing me baby
It’s got me pouring up another drink
Bourbons hittin me hard like a freight train
With my back against the wall or on my knees
When the worst of your memory gets the best of me

Friday, December 23, 2011

You and me

You're a fool for breaking me.
You're a fool for calling me your baby doll.
You're an even bigger fool for treating me like a baby doll.
I'm a fool for letting you.
I'm a fool for wearing the jewelry you gave me.
You're a fool for making me yours in the first place.
I'm a fool for not moving on.
I'm a fool for trying.
You're a fool for letting me go.
You're a fool for loving me.
I'm a fool for believing it.
You and me. We fooled me.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Stink Bug

Stink Bug, where you going?
Stink Bug on the Wall, what are you doing?
Stink Bug on the Green Bathroom Wall, do you observe me as much as I observe you?
Stink Bug, why did you stop moving? Are you dying?
Stink Bug on the Wall, will you fulfill your purpose in your remaining hours, or days?
Stink Bug on the Green Bathroom Wall by the Ceiling, you kinda match my shower curtain.
Stink Bug, do you hear the second song in a row that reminds me of him?
Stink Bug on My Wall, why are you here?
Stink Bug on My Green Bathroom Wall, is it hot up there by the ceiling? Does the steam from my shower bother you?
Stink Bug, are you dead?
You're kind of ugly.
Big Daddy Stink Bug, do you remember that time five minutes ago when you were walking along my wall? I do.
I think you're dead. Please don't come in my bedroom tonight.
I see that you just moved again.
Stink Bug on My Green Bathroom Wall by the White Ceiling above the Window, I'm leaving the bathroom now because I've realized I'm crazy for talking to you.
Goodbye.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Keep Watching Me Fail.

Applying for jobs is a brutal task. Many of you know this. Searching for a job is a full time job in itself. Today, I applied for a job at the athletic club where I worked after highschool. It's part time and close to my parents' house.

Standing in the shower with warm water hitting my skull and loud music and steam filling the small room, I had a very important change of attitude. I remembered that I'm going to succeed, I remembered that I have a lot of potential and will make it very far in my life. Oh, and by the way, I won't be piddling around here forever in my parents' house. Right, that's so true, I will grow up sometime.

I was proud of this moment. I renewed my motivation and I believe myself to be more ready to hit the job hunt hard and with no relent. I am curious to see how my life will turn for the better in the future. Until then, watch me fail and fail and fail. And keep watching, because I'm going to keep trying and it's going to pay off.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Ride on a Tractor. CHECK. Set off Fireworks. CHECK.

These did not happen on the same night, but they did happen at the same location. I owe a great big thanks to the one person who made both of these possible. Never did he know about my list until after the fireworks were spent.

I rode on a tractor about a month ago with a coworker. He drove the tractor and I sat on the wheel well and held on tightly to the driver. Exaggeration. Romance was absent. I feared I would freeze my buns off because it was a very cold night and his lack of interest in me is not warming.

Last night at the orchard, employees gathered for a bonfire and we enjoyed adult beverages, the crisp air of an autumn evening, and each others' entertaining company. The aforementioned coworker brought with him some fireworks. I asked if I could set them off. He allowed for it. Immediately after I returned his lighter, I remembered that I had a list of things to do and, in fact, he had helped me cross off TWO items. I told him that he had now helped me cross of two things from my list. Not knowing anything about my list or what the first item had been, he began to question me. Very mysteriously, I refused to answer his questions. Instead I simply thanked him.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Spanish Lesson. (Lesson in Spanish)

I'm "practicing my Spanish" at work with the older of the two Mexicans that share my workspace at the orchard.

A week ago, he could see I was preoccupied by something on my mind. He told me I think too much.
Probably true.

Today, a slow day at the orchard due to the rain, he and I chatted. Very difficult. Spanglish. Broken sentences. Broken words. Talking about a broken heart. (My broken heart, to be specific.) "Mi amor..." "No more." That's how clear it is. I stopped to consume the simplicity of this phrase. "Mi amor. No more." Maybe it's beautiful because it's simple. Maybe it's beautiful because it's English, it's Spanish, and it rhymes.

We continued to talk and he tells me to forget it. "No es facil," I say. (it's not easy.) And he tells me I have to say "No me importa" (don't matter to me). Any ideas communicated between us must be repeated and repeated. So he says "he come. no me importa! he leave. no me importa! no me importa! I don't care! doesn't matter! no me importa!"