let me tell you:

this move back into my childhood room has definitely been humbling. a lot of things have been thrown and given away, a lot of privacy and indulgences i'm used to have disappeared, and mountains of sweat and sore muscles have made me tired and irritable. we still aren't settled because my brother is moving from his apartment in the basement back up to his old bedroom too. this leaves the bottom floor a space for the two of us, our desks, art supplies and entertainment center. i can't wait until i can hook my computer back up and get all my creative crap in order. getting rid of all the friggin' boxes everywhere will be nice too. i just feel in between right now.

on the plus side, i'm really enjoying my fourth period class as QO with the colorguard girls. we are performing Ah Ha's "Take on Me" at the winter concert coming up. it's gonna be rad. neon flags and 80's hair.
i'm also working lunch shifts at my favorite irish pub now... and the vibe of that place is just so excellent. everyone on staff is a sarcastic bastard and the customers banter right along with us. let's just say i feel very at home. the cash at the end of each shift is nice too. heh.
my winterguard is promising to be phenomenal. i'm almost positive i will have 20 kids. my show design is going well and their energy is great. we all want it bad this season. fingers crossed that we sustain this throughout the season.

oh. and i figure that i should probably mention a certain "he." yeah... i've kinda had a boyfriend for about a month now. don't hit me!! i just didn't want to say anything and jinx it like i have with almost every other he over the last 3 years. this is my second crack at a long-distance relationship... and i'm going to be honest and say that i'm not handling it well. the time i spend with him is just too wonderful for words and the weeks that separate it are so damn boring in comparison. not to mention my current feeling of "in between" with my whole friggin' life making my over-analytical mindset completely wacked out. i just hope he can stand me being all retarded for a bit until i go back into my normal retardedness. you know what i mean.

anyway... we shall refer to him as bubba from here out, and let me tell you:

i. am. in love.