NADA VIDA

I'm writing a story about county pipe reconstruction for farming drainage and one about the current county reassessment...woohoo. So super interesting.

Not so bad is the one I'm writing about these kids who raised money for back-to-school supplies for needy kids in Huntington, and the one I'm writing on Operation Backyard, a community service project involving almost 200 kids. But still, it's work.

I have to go BACK to Markle to take ANOTHER picture because my boss is a re-re and didn't plan ahead. We're all a bunch of re-res in this job though. It's the best kind of job to make you feel like an idiot 100% of the time. (I love that my boss is a fat possible-lesbian though because she is always bringing me ice cream treats out of no where.)

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Okay. I made it through another day in the life of a journalist. I always make it through, somehow.

I listened to La Dispute a lot today. Ever heard of them?? They're pretty SWEET. Here's them:

Aren't they awesome looking? Seth likes them a lot. Our favorite of theirs is "Such Small Hands" with lyrics

I think I saw you in my sleep, darling,

I think I saw you in my dreams you were

Stitching up the seams on every broken promise

That your body couldn't keep.

I think I saw you in my sleep.

I thought I heard the door open, oh no,

I thought I heard the door open but

I only heard it close.

I thought I heard a plane crashing, but

Now I think it was your passion snapping.

I think you saw me confronting my fear, it

Went up with a bottle and went down with the beer and

I think you ought to stay away from here

There are ghosts in the walls and they

Crawl in your head through your ear.

Anyway, aren't those words bad ass? I love them. You should hear them sing it. It's rad. YOUTUBE IT NOW!

Soooo I love La Dispute. And Alexis on Fire. And my hair is a combination of blackish and dark reddish. And my ears are now gaged. And I now have a second tattoo. I'm sorta unintentionally on my way to becoming a rocker. It must be all the freedom to BREATHE that I've been missing and now have FOUND. Except it comes with loneliness. There is always a friggin price to pay for anything.

I didn't watch Lovely Bones last night because I talked to Courtney for hours about life and God and babies and told her I was going to watch Lovely Bones and she said it was creepy, and I was already have minor panic attacks at every twitch I heard because I have high anxiety when I'm alone and was sure I was going to be the world's next rape/murder victim. So I didn't want to be more freaked out by a movie about a girl who gets murdered (and raped? Idk because I'm too sissy to watch it). But it's daylight still so I think I'll try it.

I HATE Kelsye for having friends and leaving me here alone. Blah. Living in a new town by yourself sucks.

I "almost" quit smoking today and then magically appeared in my car driving to the gas station to buy Kools. I scolded myself but said out loud (in response to myself?? I'm going nuts being alone like this obvs) "Dude relax I just went a whole hour without inhaling, clearly I can live life without smoking if I just did it for a whole hour." As if that were an even SOMEWHAT legitimate argument. Ohh the excuses an addict makes..

I want to go to Staten Island. Anyone down? Or anywhere. I'll pick a weekend I don't work and do all my stories ahead of time and take a Thursday off for a four-day weekend and go somewhere and couch surf (www.couchsurfing.com) seriously please someone anyone I'm a bird that's meant to flyyyyy. Come be in the sky with me (to quote Alicia Keys and the b.s.e. (best song ever) UNTHINKABLE (that's for ma girls, the Katies).

Jake is going to see JACK JOHNSON tomorrow. Thank God he's letting himself live a little. Wish I could go and he wasn't such a douche bag.

Anywhosies. That's going to get a smile from someone :) (me if no one else)

Going home to.................find my cats that hide all the time and continue to avoid the giant sink-full of stinky dishes?? I have nada vida.