What's up with me lately

I'm lonely. Really lonely. I don't connect with my old friends anymore, but I still try. I have no semblance of a love life. I do have a crush, but it'll never happen. I always fall for guys that I can't have. The funny thing about this one though is that I've already had him. Not like that, you sickos. Damn shame too. Its that he is an ex-boyfriend from high school. He's TOTALLY not into me like that anymore. He hardly knows that I'm alive.

My depression has set in again. I'm sleeping more. I'm tired all the time. I'd rather spend the day with my cat than most people I know. I feel like I'm drifting in a sea of time. Ya' ever feel like that?

Day of mourning

The Pope has died. I'm not Catholic, but I'm glad his suffering is over. He is in a better place now.

Update

Ok, So, I had a request from Arwen to update this thing more often. I haven't had much to say. And I wasn't really sure that anybody still read this. I started school and already dropped one of my classes. The Rennisance Faire is coming up, so I might have pictures of that soon. What to say, what to say....

I saw the funniest thing the other day. I was on the freeway when I was cut off by a silver convertable. A silver convertable with 5 black guys in it. A sliver convertable with 5 black guys with the top down. A silver convertable with 5 black guys in it with the top down and the windows up. A sliver convertable with 5 black guys in it with the top down and windows up and the windows were TINTED!!! What's the point of that?

Thats it for tonight. I'm going to bed.

Things I absolutely hate and why

1) Businesses that leave their lights on even when they're closed.
I used to work late nights alot. So on the way home I'd see a fast food sign on and turn off the freeway. I'd pull up and realize that they're closed. I've noticed lately that alot of places do this now. WHY!?! Lights = Open. What, do you think it's advertising? Am I supposed to remember you? It actually makes me not want to patronize those businesses.

2) People too busy to do recreational activites without answering a cell phone.
Remember I work at a museum? Well, I do. Today a man (not gentleman) came in with a cell phone on his hip and one in his shirt pocket that had a wireless ear piece connected to it. He came into the museum and couldn't get more than 10 steps before one of the phones would ring. I didn't get the name of his business, but he answered the phone like he was at work. Like "Hi, Yodely-do office, how can I help you?" YOU'RE IN A MUSEUM DORK-FACE!!!! Leave business out of the building, or don't come in. If you can't just let the phone ring, then don't do recreational stuff like go into a museum. OH!! And he wanted a reciept for admission ($1, yes $1) so he could write it off as a business expense.

Too many cooks spoil the broth

Ok, so I work at a museum sometimes. Its the California Museum of Photography. For the past three weeks we've been in transition for a new exibiton. It was supposed to take a week. The last one was schedualed to take a month and it did. So when I saw that we were only scheduled for a week closure, I figured everybody was going to pitch in and we were going to bust our butts to get the exhibit up. In fact, nobody did much of anything. All the administrative people were like "Oh, but I have other work I NEED to be doing." So the student interns (me and others) were assigned to help out. We painted, drilled, puttied, schlepped, packed and unpacked stuff. When I came in, one of the things I said was "I thought the old pics would be down by now." And guess what I got to do. . . Strip down the main level. And that was half way through the week! Here it is, 3 weeks after the closure for a week, and we're still not done. The exhibit that is going up is a traveling one, so the curator is somebody we don't know. Because we got so "behind" in the instillation, the curator was flown out here to our little crap-hole city with two assistants because we have a big gala thing on Saturday, and it HAS to be done. I don't think it will be. Now the new curator lady and her assistants are getting under the skin of our instilation guy. He's doing one project, and they're telling him that he needs to be working on this other one RIGHT NOW! So theres a bunch of half done projects all over the place. And the curator lady isn't doing jack crap. She's taking pictures and telling everybody else what they NEED to be doing. We're screwed.

Today

I think there is a link between boredom and depression. Today was a bored day. And a little bit of depression is sneaking through the medications. There's this guy I kinda like. Deep down I'm sure that nothing will ever come of it, but now that little bit of hope is dwindling. I think he likes somebody else much much more than me. That makes me sad. Even a little bit of hope would help, but I have none today. I had a picture of him on my desktop but I decided that was a little creepy, so I changed it. I think that he thinks I'm overwhelming and creepy. I wish I could tell you more, but then some people would know the guy I'm talking about, and that wouldn't be good.
I've decided that I love nature. We've had a few really nice days this week, and there will be more where they came from. I love the gentle breeze, and the sound that trees make. I like the noise that my cat's ears make when she shakes her head. The colors are on a palate that are unimaginable until nature makes them up. It makes the world nice.

"Hail to the sky, Hail to the sky.
It's time to watch a show, It's time to watch a show.
The trees want to grow, The trees want to grow.
Grow grow grow. Grow grow grow."
First person that correctly names the song and artist will get something crocheted by me.

Gamer Day

I took a gamer day today. I spent most of the day glued to Diablo 2, and then went over to my friend's house and played the orginal. Not much interesting happened. I'm going to bed. Post your idea of a great way to say"Hi, I like you."

ACK!!! My food... its...its...its...

Talking to me. Trying to convince me to change religon. Giving me useless trivia. Its scary.

First up is Lucky Charms cereal. I love cereal with mushmellows in it. This morning I poured myself a heaping bowl of Lucky Charms. When I went to eat it, I noticed this:

Doesn't it look like that Christian fish thing? My Lucky Charms are trying to convert me to Christianity.

Then I went to my friends house and he had some chocolate things from Christmas. Some of them had facts on their wrapers. For example: "How many free beers do you get with your $4.40 admission to Amsterdam's Hineken Museum? Three." Although its cool to know that, why does my chocolate feel it necessary to tell me? Another asked: "What 56-year-old singer-actress had graced 22 People magazine covers by 2002?" The answer is Cher. Cher. Why do I need to know this? Was this a ploy by her new agent to get her name out there again? The last thing I wanna think about when I'm eating chocolate is somebody like Cher. I just wanna enjoy my chocolate. ERHHHHHHHH!!!!