pieces of me

i think i am going to sneak a few things into work tomorrow to keep myself occupied and stimulated during the impending 9 hours of doom. a pad and some crayons... maybe some magnetic poetry. anybody have anything they recommend playing with while at a boring desk job? i should also get on a new all about me section and update my subpages. however, the head doc is back in town from his vacation... so the pace should pick up quite a bit during the morning. maybe i won't really have any time to fart around.

my mother is not happy with me having to leave at 3:30pm every monday to go run PB's rehearsals. this is on top of the tuesdays and every other fridays that i will be leaving at 1pm for QO. my argument is that i get to stay associated with the kids, i get the physical activity and a chance to look at some different choreography. maribeth also clued me in to a possible winterguard that she is checking out this season. we shall see if my options to run another guard program at QO or PB this season pan out... if they don't... i am SO doing this.
to be honest... if it weren't for the guard work that i was doing... i would really have no desire to get out bed every morning. so thank god for that. no amount of money is worth sacrificing this activity for me. maybe someday she'll understand.

just to update you on my living status... the laurel thing fell through for now. we basically are being forced out of the house my future roomies were living in. so if we find a new place, it could work out. fingers are crossed.
i was just offered a room in a house right across the bay bridge on the eastern shore, though. only $300 a month. but if i did that i would really need to wait until after guard season. no thanx on the over an hour commute every day. sigh.
i dunno how i've made it this long still living at home. it's not my family... it's just time for me to have my own space. i am craving space. and this 10ft X 10ft jail cell full of crap isn't cuttin it.

my brother and i are going running in 6 hours. i'm excited. let's hope i don't slack my way out of it. i should go to bed now so i'm rested enough. unfortunately, i napped all afternoon and my patterns are wack now. i had a pretty good weekend, though. friday night wasn't the bestest... but it worked out to be an advantage in the end. definitely made some progress in the communicating. saturday was ia bummer at PB... i was glad to be out of there. then went to the UMD game vs. the Citadel. very interesting time... nose-bleed seats, a crushing first half and a catsup shower encouraged our foursome to skip out early and get some food. karma smacked me in the behind (following mr. tuttle's example) when my exco-worker from starbux (remember the guy who called me donkey ass?) ended up being our server. then spent the rest of the evening partying at 2020... it was a good time, but very surreal being there without it being "my house" anymore. this time last year i was just beginning my residence there... a whole fucking year ago.

craziness.

oh oh... i have also come to the conclusion that sundays were made for lying around all day long. very john mayer and "body is a wonderland."