I think I had a dream that Johnny Cash took me on a date to Tennessee.I dunno. I don't even know WHERE in Tennessee...just that it was to take place there. Ask me to point out Tennessee on an unlabeled map, and I'd probably have a better chance at inadvertendly drooling on its location than actually pointing it out due to my vast geographical knowledge of our 50 states. Typical American I am. Anyway, back to the dream...I barely remember it.I just know it was old Johnny Cash, not young.
Someone just sent me a message expressing surprise about how different I look now from how I did back in Middle School, 10 years ago.I was an ugly duckling.Or an awkward duckling who sported the latest and most fashionable "GRUNGE" attire. It wasn't pretty. I looked dirty and probably acted really creepy. Do I regret it?Not at all. Afterall, it was that coming of age era that led to my absolute love for music. With a true love for music, usually comes the need to fit into a certain social group or scene related to that particular subculture, at least when you're young and impressionable. I was cool and typical, all at once.
Dylan finally fell asleep. 10fricken30.Which means she won't sleep this afternoon.Lame!
I have to decide, soon, if I am moving out of state within the next 8-10 months, or if I should wait 2-3 years, go back to school and get a better paying nanny job in the meantime...I want out of Jersey SO bad, but going back to school and getting some sort of degree to better my situation seems like the SMART move...sometimes smart moves are overrated and boring though. I have no idea what to do. Adult decisions suck. I wish I was a kid again.
As I stated yesterday, this past weekend was nonstop. Despite the great sleep I got last night, I am still mentally and physically exhausted. I need a vacation.Speaking of which, I was in San Diego at this time (to the date, not the day) last month :-(I miss San Diego and I miss Vinny :-(
Oy vey.
Someone just sent me a message expressing surprise about how different I look now from how I did back in Middle School, 10 years ago.I was an ugly duckling.Or an awkward duckling who sported the latest and most fashionable "GRUNGE" attire. It wasn't pretty. I looked dirty and probably acted really creepy. Do I regret it?Not at all. Afterall, it was that coming of age era that led to my absolute love for music. With a true love for music, usually comes the need to fit into a certain social group or scene related to that particular subculture, at least when you're young and impressionable. I was cool and typical, all at once.
Dylan finally fell asleep. 10fricken30.Which means she won't sleep this afternoon.Lame!
I have to decide, soon, if I am moving out of state within the next 8-10 months, or if I should wait 2-3 years, go back to school and get a better paying nanny job in the meantime...I want out of Jersey SO bad, but going back to school and getting some sort of degree to better my situation seems like the SMART move...sometimes smart moves are overrated and boring though. I have no idea what to do. Adult decisions suck. I wish I was a kid again.
As I stated yesterday, this past weekend was nonstop. Despite the great sleep I got last night, I am still mentally and physically exhausted. I need a vacation.Speaking of which, I was in San Diego at this time (to the date, not the day) last month :-(I miss San Diego and I miss Vinny :-(
Oy vey.
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