Remember when we were younger and the year 2010 was all futuristic? Like we were all fairly certain that we would FO SHO be maneuvering hovercrafts and teleporting, and babies would take 3 minutes to grow and we wouldn't have to actually go through labor, and food wouldn't have calories, and men and women wouldn't be complicated as hell and...oh wait, I think I just described my dream....ANYWHO. This morning I realized that it really IS the future because somehow, Houston has changed places with Forks, Washington, and I will never see the sun again. So, this is good because now my skin won't sparkle and tip everyone off, BUT I will probably be featured in "Paranormal Activity" on A&E after "Hoarders" because people who see me will be calling in for ghost activity. (Which could actually be REALLY fun, because then I could scare people I don't like and play ghostly pranks...hmmmm...curious)
I'm one of those people who is kind of like a plant. If you give me water (tea, coffee, wine or beer), sunshine, and good music, I'm kind of like the happiest person ever. If you deprive me of these things, I will wither away, die, rot, and be really..really..ugly to look at. And right now, I am in phase 1 of plant death. I'm pale, my skin is dry, and the lack of sunshine is physically and emotionally taking its toll. Blah.
I am wilting people. WILTING.
Moving on. In poz news, I am in a really cool/exciting/scary as hell phase of life. In three months, I will have a Master's, and I will have no urge to put it to use. I think that's ironic, and being the sarcass that I am, I find this humorous. While I love kids and teaching, I'm not willing to be a teacher right now (And pee-pee pants, booger noses, and kids yakking make me cringe). Maybe later, but not right now. I'm young enough to relish this "young-ness" (for now) and I'm going to pursue what I really love. And that, friends, is writing and music. Like I said before, I might fall flat on my ass, but I won't be able to say I didn't try. And when I'm old and HOT (because I REFUSE to be a frump-ass) I will look back at Coachella/ACL/SXSW/random shows and know that I had a HELL of a time, and I wouldn't trade that for the world. So, here I go, into this crazy time where today will be completely different from tomorrow, and the world keeps spinning madly on....C'est La Vie, it'll happen the way it should.
C'est La Vie. Kinda My Mantra These Days.
(Image from here)
For all of you in nice weather, send me some sunshine! And for all you Houstonians, chin up people, because it's gonna be a hell of a summa!
Bands I CAN'T stop listening to:
Band of Skulls
The Middle East
Sondre Lerche (I'm seeing him tomorrow night!)
G. Love & The Special Sauce (I'm seeing them Saturday night!)
Mark Farina (I'm also seeing him Saturday night!)