I've gotten to the point where I can't study at home. I start goofing around with my guitar or spend hours on facebook or other such nonsense. Right now, for instance, I should be learning music that I'm going over tomorrow with my accompanist, or studying for the theory test I have on Wednesday. But I'm at home, in my room, and suddenly diaryland seems much more important!!
Seriously though, this is getting expensive, cause I always feel obligated to actually buy coffee when I'm in a coffee place. (Plus, I like coffee, at least when it is full of steamed milk and some sort of sweetener.) And my backpack smells like old burnt coffee all the time...not to mention my hair.
When I go to the Jupiter House, though, I feel like I'm in Bellingham. The bricks, the historic downtown area, the ghetto bathroom, it all makes me feel at home. Plus, I really am productive when I'm there. And there's always the added bonus that I'll run into coffee house guy. He was there last Friday. He's not really any fun anymore, though, as he doesn't really seem to want to be stalked. Well, f that.
I went to a retreat with a group on Saturday called "Christian Students." I am not gonna lie, I was a little freaked out by it all. Everything from the worship to the talk was way more conservative than anything I'm used to-- I can't really describe it. And they say "AMEN!" after everything. I met some really awesome people though, and they genuinely love Jesus. I need to do a little more research though...make sure there's nothing shady going on :-)
I saw my first evidence of an armadillo in Texas today on my way to church...dead on the side of the road of course. I am not sure if I will ever actually encounter a live one. This makes me sad. I also saw something else that was incredibly disturbing while driving to church. I'm not sure what it was, but it was some sort of bug or something, crossing the road in front of my car. It was HUGE. You are not supposed to see bugs crossing the road in front of your car. You are not supposed to feel like you have to stop and let bugs cross. You are not supposed to worry about hitting bugs because they might do damage to your car. This just isn't right. I don't know what the hell that thing was (it looked like some kind of spider or scorpion or something) but I never want to see one again. Ever.
The cricket problem in the practice rooms continues. Actually, they're everywhere. It's pretty ridiculous. I was walking through the union building Friday afternoon. It was empty at that time, and heard crickets very clearly. They were just hanging out in there. And today sitting in church while the preacher was talking I could hear them. What makes them think they can just hang out inside? I don't like it. I killed one with a piano bench a couple days ago, and it really disturbed me. You are not supposed to feel like you have just killed a human being after killing a bug. I'm weirded out.
Speaking of church, STILL haven't heard for sure if I'm hired, but Beth, the other section leader for hire, told me today that Karen, the choir director told her that we were both hired. I have yet to hear this from Karen, however. Income would be swell. And while we're on the subject of income, I have a jorb interview tomorrow at Red Lobster. I know a fellow singer who works there and she got me the in, although I'm not sure how much good it will do if they can't work with my schedule. I am not too worried about it...if I get it, AWESOME, if not, that's fine too. I'll just be in a lot more debt. And debt is cool. Everybody's doing it.
Well, I should really get to some sort of work. It's going to be a shock when I've gotta get up early tomorrow. I've slept in til 9 or 10 the past three days. Actually, I've been impressed with myself at how easy it's been for me to get up in the morning. Let's hope this continues.
The sunrises are beautiful here, especially over the field behind my house, when I'm getting in my car in the morning. Except for when it's raining so damn hard that my clothes are see-through soaked before I get in my car. That's only happened once so far. I could do without it ever happening again.
song: "Out of the Woods" Nickel Creek
yesterday // life goes on
