WOOT!

A RAISE A RAISE I JUST GOT A RAISE, A RAISE A RAISE, I JUST GOT A RAISE!!!!! WOOT WOOT!

The Art Outside

Ah, what a good day. What a difference a good night's sleep makes. Unfortunately, this made it really hard to get out of bed, lest it not happen again any time soon.

Today, a high school friend who I haven't seen in ages arrived to visit. He'll be here for four full days and I'll have to entertain some how. This means doing all the touristy things in Colorado - and probably eating too much! Yikes!

We have a real spring in Colorado, complete with beautiful days broken up by the dreary days that make growth and flowers and beauty of outdoors. And tonight I get to see Gus. Woohoo! And loooong weekend - sorta. = )

Tonight, I think sushi and first Friday art walk! And this time my friends won't get drunk and belligerent one hour into it...HA! I might see some art!

May the Force be With You....

Or farce, or whatever. I've been in quite the life funk lately and hoping that some of my new year's resolutions would have brought me out of it. And I'm not sure what's caused it - really. I know I'm not clinically depressed, or depressed in any sense of the word, because I've read the symptoms - it's just a funk. Anyway, the New Year's resolutions aren't helping, nor is hitting the sauce too hard, and today I thought I might cry a little just because I missed my Gus.

Perhaps it's this quarter life crisis I've been hearing about. Sure I'm closer to 30 than 25 but none of these things are carved in stone, and one hour with my dirty mind will reveal that I'm a little behind (I said behind, tee hee) so it would make sense. I'm mostly happy and I don't want this to be taken the wrong way, but in some ways I feel empty. Perhaps it's just the 40 hours of work every week where I feel bored and hopeless that I might be bored for the next 30 years of my life until the sweet retirement fairy leaves me a quarter or two - if there's anything left for our generation that is.

So if you haven't heard what it is, it's the crisis our generation has when we realize we are not the rock star, foot ball player, great screen writer, or super model we wanted to be. We're just part of the rat race just like all normal people, and will probably lead a normal life just like our parents, and soon we might be driving a mini van.... not that there's anything wrong with that, but set against our unrealistic juvenile delusions it can come as quite a disappointment.

This is supposed to be new to our generation because we're still young and free and single, and our parents were too busy changing diapers and raising us to notice this void. And sometimes I see a news story about a 24 year old girl who raised millions by composing a daring documentary about human trafficking - I think, OMG, how I've effed up.

I thought that volunteering more would fill this void but it's been slow going, and training has been cancelled twice on me already. The next estimated start date? Eight weeks from now. That'll be halfway through 2008 already. Obvious guy says, maybe it's because we're too selfish for kids but we all need and want them deep down inside. But not so fast Trebek! Plus I can't think of a worse reason to have a child than filling some vague void.

Just thoughts anyway, just a funk, just missing Gus.

But life is good, I gots a warm place on a cold day, a waggy dog, clean sheets and fresh ginger ale by my bed.

Good night.