1992 called

Yeah, so 1992 called and they want my musical happiness back.
The songs on repeat in the car this week are both by Stone Temple Pilots. WTF??
The first is Plush and the other is Sex Type Thing!!!
But this is what happened. I picked up an iPod cheap off eBay and started dumping music on it. I was throwing all kinds of things on there and figured I might want a blast from the past so I hit it with some old college days material. It’s good for nostalgia. So I’ve got it in the car (special thanks to Jenni for letting me borrow her FM transmitter!!!) and Plush comes on. Shit, this is a good rock out with your cock out kind of song! I’m brought back to being 19, rocking out, having a good time!
Yeah, I listend to STP, saw them in concert too, I ain’t too proud to admit it and now, many years later, I’m listening to it all over again.
Man, I’m like Posty McPostalot!

More

It just keeps coming, seems I’m the drop window for the bizarre comment this week…
1) Most people are alone and unamused with themselves, you’re alone and amused with yourself. You’re one of the lucky ones.
2) You’re like my new dad.
Also, I had lunch with a friend and his coworkers today. I love watching people you know from one arena hang out and interact with people from another arena! It amuses me, but then, I’m easily amused.
And!
I was at my desk, listening to music and someone came in to talk to me. The next song came on and they said, “I didn’t know you liked Jurassic 5, you don’t seem like the type.”
What does that mean? I know that I kinda look like Whitey McWhiterson from Whitefield Park, but still, music goes beyond that. Did he expect Britney to come blaring out of the speakers? Weird, yo.

BURN

This is the best insult ever, thrown at me by one of my student workers and assuring her a place in my heart forever as one of the greatest insulters and one of the funniest people I know…
“If a singularity has not occured in the gaping black void of your heart it won’t happen over your head!”
The funny thing was that she immediately apologized and felt bad. No way! I was in hysterics, that was the best insult ever thrown at me! People call me all kinds of names and throw all sorts of hidden, sideways insults my way, but to have a straight up solid insult thrown right at me was a joy!
She also said “Stupid people shouldn’t have smart mugs”.

Done

Decision made. I realized that I always describe Ethan as my dearest friend or my closest friend, which is true, but I always have to qualify it with “but i never get to see him”.
Fuck it. I’m tored of having friends all over the country that I never get to see. My good friends are so important to me, they’ve all helped me through so much. I decided today that from now on, no vacation will be taken unless I can work in seeing one of my friends.
So, I booked flights and ordered tickets and I’ll be going to the Austin City Limits Festival and more importantly, I’ll spend a weekend with Ethan and his lovely ladyfriend.
Thing is, at this point, I can’t even descibe how happy and excited I am to be going on this particular trip. It means a lot to me.

Pondering

My very good friend Ethan invited me down to the Austin City Limits Festival next month. The bands look great and Austin certainly knows how to put on a festival.
But of course there are pros and cons.
Pros…
The festival will be fantastic, I’ll see lots of bands I’ve been meaning to see. I’ll get out of town and away from life for a bit. I’ll get back to Texas. Most importantly, I’ll get to spend time with Ethan and his lovely ladyfriend, which is something I truly need to do.
Cons…
September is a shitty month for me, so much going on, so much to do, so much to take care of. Money’s tight until the house sells, everything I charge now needs to be paid off when we close on the sale, every dollar spent now is a dollar that can’t be used towards new furniture or a new car or on my trip to Ireland.
Emotionally, it’s a solid yes. Responsibility-wise, I’m torn, I can get cheap airfare and all, so that’s not a problem, but do I walk away from all this for a weekend?
Pondering.