Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Teaser and the Firecat, and peanut allergies

All processing for our apartment is final! Its ours! We've started moving in and Conrad has gotten a glimpse of how crazy I'll get when I have the time to decorate. I just sat on the floor assembling lamps and giggling to myself. I belong in an asylum.

Today I had work at Podge's, but SOMEBODY left the peanut butter jar open for a few minutes and made me breathe it all in. My lungs and stomach and brain kind of freaked out, but I caught the reaction soon enough that nothing serious will follow (such as hospitalization, shock, etc.) I got all red and itchy all over my body, and called boss-lady. She told me to go home. So here I am sitting at this wonderful computer with swollen fingers, blogging away, listening to my good friend Cat Stevens on a vinyl I found at a thrift store for 98 cents. It's interesting to think that this cool album was at one time in someone else's house, on someone else's record player. Then it became junk, sat on a shelf in a thrift store for however long, then found me. 

I'm not one of those people who think that vinyl is the only REAL way to listen to music. I think there is a warmth and certain experience to a record that tapes, CD's, and mp3 players don't have, but they simply aren't efficient. There are cheaper, more lasting forms of albums. I might own a few more vinyls if I had my own record player, but we can't really afford to buy things we don't need right now.

I need goals. Conrad pointed out to me the other day that I don't seem motivated with my major. He's right (that I don't SEEM motivated, not that i'm not). If I love something I should show it. I should be excited to do it.  When we are finished moving, i want to read more books, i want to be happier about school and my assignments, and not get mad about stupid stuff. I'll let you know how i'm doing with all that.

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