Wednesday, March 23, 2011

A Good Thing.

Over the past four weeks, I've become accustomed to going to bed much later than I should. I justify the sleep deprivation with the fact that I have a social life, something that I feared no longer existed for me in this town. I'll spare you the details of all my late nights, but suffice it to say, they're spent mostly with one person doing a lot of one thing. You draw your own conclusions.

Well, he's sick. And it turns out that people who are ill need a lot more sleep than the usual 5-6 hours that we were going off of. For the past four nights, I've had to gather my wits at 10:00 and realize that it's not necessary to stay awake for another 4 hours. In fact, I can go to bed before midnight in order to escape all those "You look tired" comments from my coworkers. I'll readily admit that this little illness has been the best thing that could have happened to my sleep patterns.

So, while I pray for him to get better (and soon), I'm also very grateful for the added sleep that I'm getting. It's a good thing.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

It's Been an Adventure

I seem to produce the best blogging in moments of absolute boredom. If that's the truth, then right now I should be writing a masterpiece, full of insight and intrigue, and sure to make you giggle.

The ten-day blogging hiatus has gotten the best of me, and for some reason all of my profound thoughts left with the snow that slowly melts outside my apartment window. I'm here to write something, although I'm not sure where it will go, yet.

You all should know that I'm a sucker for adventure. A long time ago, I decided that the only life I wanted was one where I could say, "I did that." I remember starting a savings fund so that I could return to Disney World when I was fourteen. I don't think I had a very good concept of the impracticality of that goal, but fortunately I didn't have to end up riding Small World by myself, as a teenager.

There were also the times that I decided to go to Europe, alone. I maintain that those experiences were the most influential times of my life, and I wouldn't trade them for anything. I've also made a point to see as much of the United States as I can, and I'm slowly ticking places off of my eternally-long bucket list.

But that's not all.

Adventure happens right here in my backyard. It happened two weekends ago when I got locked out of my apartment and had to spend the night at the apartment of the guy I like. I have adventures walking home from work in giant blizzards and torrential downpours that create puddle-lakes. Any given moment is an adventure in this one wild life of mine, and I'm learning to make the down times just as influential and substantial as the crazy times.

So, tonight, this blog is my adventure. I'm using my words to go someplace new; join me if you dare.

Monday, March 7, 2011

The Soundtrack of My Life

For the past week or so, I've woken up each day with a different song stuck in my head. Sometimes it's a return to middle school and a little bit of "What Would You Do?" Don't mess. I know all the lyrics.

Yesterday morning it was another nostalgic moment with my friend Nelly and his "Ride Wit Me." (Okay. I never claimed to have great taste in hip-hop hits.)

This morning, I decided to really class it up with Cee Lo Green's "Forget You." I fully admit to loving this song, and it really helped me start my day off on the right note.

Psychoanalyze all you want, but I'll attest to loving no more about these songs than their catchy beats and semi-offensive lyrics. And it helps to start my morning with a dance party and a little bit of ghetto gracefulness.