Three Good Things

1. This morning I saw a really creepy and funny video that Moira posted on facebook.  It was extremely amusing and I watched it several times and laughed.
My role is that I watched the video to help distract me from the stress of my impending math test.  I still studied but I made it a more pleasant experience by breaking it up with some humor.

This is the video

2. When I was taking my math test this afternoon there was one question that I answered but felt unsure about. It was a question with several parts, all depending on my ability to figure out this graph's function. Anyhow, I circled the number and when I finished the test I decided to go back and look at it again.  I double checked myself with the graphing calculator this time, and realized I had gotten it completely wrong! I was so happy that I decided to go back and check.
My role was that I didn't rush through the test and then just hand it in, but since I had more time left I went back to recheck myself.  I hate getting tests back and realizing I made some stupid mistake!

3. When I left class it was almost dark and the moon was in the sky and it was full and bright orange.  When I got home, instead of going right up to my room to watch TV I decided to go on a walk to the tot-lot.  The weather was warm but oh-so perfect.  It was dark but I could still see a little bit.  On the path just ahead of me I realized there were dark forms, and I thought they were moving.  I realized there were three deer there right in front of me (maybe one for each good thing)!  I stayed still for a minute, but then decided to continue towards them.  Of course they ran away.  I swung on the swing and thought about how perfect it was there, just me, the deer, all of nature, the people around me in their lit up houses, and the weekend just around the corner, and I felt really serene.  When I decided to walk back home, I came up from behind the house and the deer were there in the backyard.  I started up towards them but one of them made an aggressive sounding snort and I turned around and decided to go the long way!  Then I thought to myself...am I really scared of some deer? And I turned back around again and walked past them anyways.
I'm really glad that I decided to take that little walk and that I got to have those experiences today.

There were actually a lot more good things about today, but I'm only supposed to write three so I'll leave it at that!

Drawing

Just drew this at work.

Painting

I started painting that picture of the two deer that I saw in the woods the other day, but I decided to go with a different color scheme than the normal woodsy colors.  This is the beginning of the painting, I'll post updates as it progresses, but it may not be finished for a while considering how busy/gone I am about to be.

Happyyyyyyyy

So I have been having problems for years with a coworker who works the shift after mine.  The problem has always been that he is chronically late to work.  There is nothing more infuriating than having to stand somewhere for 8 hour daydreaming about going home and then waiting for the next person to come in...and waiting...and waiting...and it's almost midnight and you are tired and you are getting angrier by the minute.  And to have this happen day after day, month after month, year after year, and to have this person have no consequences for their actions...my anger, and not to mention the anger of my other coworkers who have to deal with this, has been building for what seems like an eternity.  He was always unapologetic, and not only that, but he was also just an awful, awful person.  He was the work snitch.  He would act like a manager even though he wasn't.  He would brown nose the general managers so hard it was disgusting.  He was just the biggest asshole I have ever known.  A few years ago I confronted him about it and wrote him this long nasty letter about how immature he was and how he needed to grow up and get here on time like the rest of us (among other things), and he improved for a while.  Lately he had been getting bad again and I have been daydreaming daily of my next move.  I had planned to do the unthinkable, actually talk to the general manager about how he was destroying team morale and causing everyone to be disgruntled and furious.  I was daydreaming about what I was going to say on the way to work today, imagining the exchange, feeling excited, nervous, and daring!
When I came in today, I found out that this morning he had QUIT!!!  This is a day that I have been waiting for and dreaming about for YEARS.  Thank God and good riddence! I seriously thought this day would never come.

Running!

Today I went for a run. It was REALLY, REALLY humid and disgusting and I am crazy for going but I just love it.  Of course I can only run in short bursts, the more humid the shorter the bursts, but I am slowly building up my stamina. I've been on a running haiatus because of my hip, but ever since my doctor gave me a cortisone shot I have been about to start up again!  I saw 3 deer in the woods behind my house and I stopped to take pictures.

So Saturday night I saw MGMT at Merriweather!  It was really fun.  Great weather, great friends, great music!  We were all dancing and jumping around in the lawn, EVEN SETH!  Seth said he had never danced at a concert before!  It was really fun to see him relax that much.

Strangely enough, today I was really bored at work and playing around on Facebook as usual and Jacob's ex wife facebook chatted me!  I was surprised to hear from her, as it has been years.  It definately made my night more interesting.  She is an interesting person, to say the least.  Very pretty but very misguided and weird. She and Jacob were in an "open-marriage" when I met them.  Yeah, that worked out reallllly great...  They got married but they are too stupid and irresponsable to figure out how to get divorced. Those people...guh.

Happy for Seth

Seth started his new job!  I am slightly sad that I won't see him at work anymore.  Whenever he would walk in the door I would get so excited!  But it's ok because I worked here for a long time before he came, so work will just go back to it's normal old ways.  On his last night I made the assistant GM take a picture of us together in our uniforms, to like, commemorate the end of an era.  That way we can show our kids what we looked like when we met, and where we worked together!
The picture is super cute.

So far Seth likes his new job a lot.  He gets to have meetings and discuss patients and things like that.  I know that he feels better about himself now that he has a job in his field, even if he is overquallified there.  It's such a huge step up from bartending and waiting tables at Holiday Inn!  Plus he gets to dress casually.  And when he gets home at night he doesn't smell like a restaurant. 

I recently had two days off.  On Tuesday Elise and I had fun at the fair!  We saw a sheep with 4 horns!  It's a rare breed called a Jacob's Sheep. 

I took some of my own pictures but this is a much nicer one from google images.  But it looked just like that!

The internet said they can have up to SIX horns! Where would the other horns even come out of?

We ate a bunch of gross fair food like pizza and soft serve and french fries.  Then we went on this spinning ride and these two guys got on with us, and they were spinning the thing around SO FAST and so not only was our unit spinning, but then the whole thing was spinning, and it was fun for about 30 seconds.  After that it was like a neverending nightmare!  Elise and I were both about to throw up we were so miserable!  Finally we got off and we were traumatized from rides for a while.  We decided that we might be too old for rides now, and so we went to the other side and played Bingo!  Which was SO fun.

It was a quarter per game, and if you won then you got a few dollars, but sadly we didn't win.

There we are getting hooked on Bingo.

After Bingo we felt better and went on some more rides.  Then at 8 we hurried over to the track to watch the pig and duck races!  It was really fun and we cheered for the pigs.  We bet a dollar on the pig we wanted to win and Elise's pig won so I had to give her a dollar.  The lady at the track explained why the pigs race.  It's because pigs LOVE oreo cookies so much, that they crumble one up and put it in the trough, and then the pigs know that the first one back in gets to eat most of the oreo cookie before the others get there!  How cute is that???

This is a picture from the duck race.  Blurry ducks running fast!

So then we went on another ride and I took this picture while we waited in line.

                       

                  It's a really cool picture I think, the sun setting at the fair.

Elise convinced me that we should get funnel cake so we got one, and then I kept telling her that we needed more powdered sugar! More! More!  So it was all powdered and delcious looking, and we were walking toward the seating area to sit and eat, and I was holding the funnel cake, and some guy accidentally pushed a stroller in my way and the funnel cake went RIGHT on my shirt and i was COVERED in powdered sugar!!! I was pretty mad for a minute, but then it was actually pretty funny.  I did save the cake from falling on the ground and we still ate it, while we watched a band play oldies.  They played Unchained Melody and all these old couples stood up and started dancing romantically! It was so cute.

                       

Check out the couple on the left...MATCHING OUTFITS! Wow.

Later, I was just thankful that we hadn't gotten hot fudge on our funnel cake.  It would have been harder to brush that off.  I told Elise, "You paid for the funnel cake...but it was ON ME!"  And we laughed! It was funny.

So that was my fun night at the fair!

Then Wednesday I went to the doctor and she told me it wasn't my back hurting, but the joint that connects my left leg to my hip.  So she gave me a cortisone shot!  It hurt worse after that, but I think in another day it will be all better.  I have hope, anyways.

That's enough posting for now!

the Joys of Herd Mentality and other funny videos of today

Going To Seattle!!

I am really excited because I am finally going to Seattle to visit Moira! I havn't seen Moira in a few years, and last time I did see her it was probably only for a few hours. Now I'm spending five fabulous days with her and I can't wait. Although Moira and I have a complicated past, I don't think you can be friends with anyone for 18 years and completely avoid problems. Wow I just realized that I have known Moira for 18 years. That is INSANE.

We were so little when we met! She was such a little tomboy, and so weird. A really fun person to play with, with a huge imagination! We would always pretend to be space cats or other kinds of small mythical creatures with tails, escaping from trolls and frolicking in the woods. We even went to camp together, art camp and nature camp.

I can't believe we stayed friends through so much...we didn't even go to the same middle school. We did go to high school together. There were so many good memories: vandalizing all sorts of things in Columbia, skipping class and drinking by the lake, getting arrested for breaking into the boathouse (ok that was not exactly a good memory), dying our hair, trying to start a band, wearing baggy jeans, flannel! Oh those were the days. Unfortunately she got into having older boyfriends and skipping school, to the point where she eventually dropped out. We remained friends even though I stuck with high school, and became friends with a completely different group of people that she didn't like. Then I remember when she first moved away, it was heartbreaking. She moved to Rhode Island, and then she basically never came back. After RI she moved to Boston, where I visited her once. She came home every so often and I would see her a little bit here and there, very rarely over the years, and then it was out to Seattle. But somehow we never lost touch. I always had a feeling we would be friends forever, even if we were far away, but I have thought that about other people that I have now given up on. I still feel that way about Moira, though. She has been a MAJOR character in my life story, from practically the beginning.

I just know this is going to be a good trip.

Working

Well I spent the last two days lazing around happily, but now I'm back as work. 3 days ago I had started a post about how much I wanted to hurt people for no reason and about how angry and murderous I was feeling, but i decided not to post it, and I'm glad because I don't feel that way anymore. It may say something about my general moodiness, but today I feel fine. Maybe it's because I started exercising again? I walked 3.6 miles with Victor and Shirley the other day, then last night went to the gym. I also started counting calories on my super-awesome android phone, so I'm happy to be back on the diet bandwagon. I did weigh myself last night and I was pleased to see that I had not gained any weight during my time off! Maybe it was due to muscle loss, or maybe it's just that I had increased my metabolism. Either way I couldn't be more thrilled about it.

Seth went on his shadow shift, and although at first he was hesitant about the job while he was there, when he got back he decided that he did want the job if they offered it to him. It will be a huge change and we probably will never have a day off together next semester, but it is an important career move, and worth a 15 week sacrifice of our personal time together.

Oh and Inception was great! But then we saw Shutter Island, which was also great, but the similarities between the two movies were hard to ignore. Watch them both (they're both worth the time) and then you'll see, but I'd rather not give anything away. Loved the end of both of them!

So there's this show I really enjoy, called Work of Art. It's on Bravo and it's one of those shows like Project Runway, or Top Chef, where people compete at their craft. Work of Art happens to be about artists. It's actually fascinating to me, when the only limits are usually the far reaches of the imagination, how pathetic some of these works of "art" are. I find I have the same problem with an artistic deadline. I guess creativity can't always be forced. But I wonder about the imagination, and why there often is a limit to what we can think of. It seems like the possibilities are endless when it comes to things as subjective as art, but when you actually try to conceive of something, you find you can easily reach an end. What holds us back from our own mental and imaginative potential??

Upgraded!

Today is a very exciting day! Yes, because today indeed is my first day owning an Android smartphone!!!! I finally traded in my crappy little dying phone for the newest phone available on my provider, and the one that I have been waiting for for a long time. It's the Samsung Vibrant and it's the closest thing to an iPhone on T-Mobile. I love it!!!! It is so lightweight and fast and the screen is so big and bright! It came preloaded with Avatar the movie, the Sims 3, Kimble, and MobiTV. I have finally caught up with the times. Now I can be one of those people always staring at their little device, completely unaware of the world around them! My antisocial nature can continue to thrive. It also has this really neat texting called Swype. I could go on and on...

I finished my art! There were 5 pieces total, and also a video component. And the opening was last night but of course I couldn't go because I was working. Elise said it went really well and a lot of people showed up!

Work has been so boring lately. I can hardly stand it but I guess it's something to do. Seth and I had one day off together this week, but he actually might get this job he applied for so instead he's going on a shadow shift to see what the job is all about. So sadly now we have no days off together anymore. Oh well, I think we're going to see Inception tomorrow morning. Hope it's as good as they say!

All Shook Up

So how about that earthquake this morning, huh? That was bizarre! 3.6 magnitude woke me up at 5am, at which point I decided that sleeping was more important than confirming the fact that I had just been in an earthquake. I fell back asleep thinking "don't forget to look this up online in the morning". Then I had a bunch of other weird dreams, so when I woke up I thought, surely that must have been a dream too. But I looked it up anyways, just for kicks, and there it was! It had really happened. It was all very surreal, but I'm glad I woke up at all, and now I can say I have experienced an earthquake. I am checking that off my bucket list.

When I did finally wake up I painted a painting that I had dreamt the composition of. It turned out really good and i'm really proud of it! It's a cliff dropping off into the ocean with a giant wave in the foreground and clouds overhead. I also painted my dinasaur head silver and I painted a doosmday clock and i'm going to mount the silver dinasaur head in the middle. Then I painted some more little dinasaurs. Basically I have to finish everything tomorrow morning and get it up to the gallery by 1pm. I'm a little stressed out about it but its all coming together in a way. I will be glad when this is over, but also bored and listless again.

So I went to Colorado and it was AMAZING weather. It was really hard to come back to this Maryland weather. Out there some days it was between 93 and 98 degrees, but actually it was nice outside. It was quite sunny and warm, but there wasn't any humidity so you could spend time outside, go hiking, eat outdoors, drive with the windows down, and it was beautiful!! Now I'm back to this AWFUL humidity. Being outside is basically pure hell, and there is no end to this misery in sight. I am almost definately going to move to CO, the lack of humidity alone would be well worth it. I can't wait to go to a university, live free of my parents, make new friends, get a new job, and see beautiful scenery every day!!!

Eyes on the prize.

Blue

I think I'm depressed...what do I do!?! I havn't been depressed for like two years. I was happy as a clam about whatever I was doing and no matter what everything was ok. Just an even, good tempered, and solid mood. A few weeks ago it started going downhill. I just don't feel right anymore! I feel really bad and I keep hoping that the next day I will wake up and everything will be happy again, but it's just not happening. Now with this back pain I am getting even worse. I can't even exercise anymore which was something that was making me feel good every day, so I'm just miserable. I should be excited that I am going on vacation the day after tomorrow, but instead I just don't even care.

When I first started feeling bad a few weeks ago, I thought it was because I was lonely and I felt like I had no friends. Since then nothing has changed, but I'm afraid that I just feel bad for no reason and I'm just trying to find a reason, because at least then it would make sense. Nothing has changed situationally since I was happy so it must be my brain chemicals. Should I go on antidepressants? Or should I just try to wait it out?

Also my back is really starting to concern me. It is a constant pain in my spine and I'm taking a ton of ibuprofen which is lowering my blood pressure and making me drowsy. I just don't know what to do about anything!!!! I guess I should go to the doctor but I know that she'll just tell me to like take it easy and take ibuprofen. She might prescribe me 800mg ibuprofen at the most. I just want a solution! I'm too young to have this problem.

In Pain

So I havn't been able to exercise or anything for days because this small pain in my lower back on my spine keeps getting worse. I've had this pain for a few weeks now but for a while it was minor and I figured I would just exercise through the pain and ignore it. In the past few days it has become exponentially worse. It is especially bad when I am walking. This morning I woke up and also had severe muscle soreness on my left lower back. This is all very upsetting! It seems like there is always something keeping me from being athletic. It seems that as soon as I found the motivation, got into some sort of shape, and increased my aerobic ability, I got injured and now I am forced to take a haiatus. It's so annoying! All I want to do is run free and feel spry and healthy and now I just feel like an old lady.

In good news I had the day off from work yesterday and I accomplished a LOT art-wise. Here I will show you a sneak peak at my artwork for the next show at Positron Gallery. The show theme is Eschatology.


I made my first mosaic!

The center of the eye is a mirror.

I also spray painted a decorative birdcage to look like stone, and inside of it I made a little diorama habitat for a solitary skeletal dinasaur. This is a view from the top:

This is a view from the side:

I'm very happy with my progress!

I'm going to Colorado in a few days, I hope my back is better by then because I was planning on doing a lot of walking and hiking.

Haunted

The problem that I have with where I live is that everywhere I go in this town I am haunted by ghosts of the past. Every street, lake, stream, tree, or neighborhood reminds me of my past. I have strong associations with all of them, and I find that my memories are following me around and negatively affecting my current life. I can't wait to move somewhere new, if only because I will be able to stop obsessing about the past and things I cannot change or return to, and be able to focus on the present and the future.

In other news, I just spent $80 dollars at Michael's and I started on my art project. I am currently spray painting one of my birdcages to look like stone. I also bought a diorama set so I can set up a miniature scene inside of my birdcage complete with dinosaurs, trees, grass, and rocks. I also bought several pieces of wood for my second project and I think I am going to go through with my original idea that I didn't think I had time to do. To add an element of stress, I bought mosaic tiles and grout, which I have never worked with, and I'm going to try and do something with that.

So far a productive day off.

Shrinking

So I've been on this weight loss journey for the past few months and it has been a very arduous path. I'm trying to get down to my ideal weight, and for the first time in my life it is actually working. For my height I should be about 130 lbs to be in the mid range of a normal BMI. While I don't know if 130 lbs is achievable for me, I figure I may as well try while I am on a roll. I think originally in the beginning of March when I started out on my diet and exercise regiment I was 158 lbs. Now it's been 4 full months and I have lost 12 lbs and am down to an incredible (for me anyway) 146! It has been a huge success. Huge. It keeps seeming to be very slow going, as if I've been trying for a million years and not making very much progress, but 4 months really isn't a long time at all. I guess I've lost about 3 lbs a month, which seems measly, but I guess they're adding up. At this rate in another 5 months I should be at 130. But what can I do to speed this up a little bit?



I exercise close to every day. I usually do a combination of walking and running anywhere from 40 minutes to an hour, and I count calories like nobodies business. I usually eat between 1000 and 2000 calories (I try for 1500), it depends on whether I'm having a good day or a bad day. I also do weights and sometimes I even walk/run twice a day. Short of starving myself to death and exercising nonstop, I feel like I am putting out a huge effort here. I know they say that people can lose up to 2 lbs a week...how is that even possible??!! Seems insane.



It's slow at the hotel today.

I am trying to make some art but I only have 2 full days to work on it and Elise's Eschatology show is on July 17th. I am going to Colorado the week right before the 17th and I have to work almost every day up until I leave....So far my materials are an assortment of plastic dinasaur toys, spray paint that makes things look like stone, little black and white cut-outs of dinasuars, a dinasaur pop-up book, and 2 antique/decorative bird cages. I feel very confused as to where I am going with this. I'm kind of just going with the flow and hoping I end up somewhere at the very least entertaining, and best case scenario, incredible.

In the mean time I'm just going to cut out some more dinasaur pictures and let my mind meditate on what I should do.

In disapointing news, I have recently discovered how incredible the Nickelodeon series Avatar: The Last Airbender truly is. It is funny, smart, wonderfully animated, and has a beautiful plot, amazing characters, humor, and grace. I have been looking forward to the live-action movie for months now and was sorely disapointed to see that it got only 6% on Rotten Tomatoes. I know M. Night Shymalan is horrible, but I was hoping he wouldnt' be able to mess this up as badly as he did. My friend John said that M. Night is like a reverse Midas, everything he touches turns to poo.
Damn you M. Night!

Without Purpose

After two days of not being at work, I can't believe how excited I get to see people finally using the recycling box I set up. I knew they'd get on board eventually.

So this Sunday is the 4th of July and I am quite pleased that I won't be at work. I havn't seen fireworks in about 5 years, and we are planning to go to the beach for a day and enjoy them over the ocean! Last year I was on a plane returning from Costa Rica, the 3 years before that I was at work, and the year before that I was at the Rainbow Gathering in Colorado so I am missing fireworks. Two years ago for New Years, Seth and I went to Anapolis to try and see some fireworks, but it was cold as all get-out, and then they cancelled the fireworks due to the wind. All in all a huge fail.

Today's Amusing Excerpt from Ye Olde Log Book:

"A taxi driver came by around 5:50am asking if Rm. 301 had dropped off a cell phone for him. I said he had not. He asked me to call the room. I asked him if he knew the guest's name and he did not. He didn't know the last name, first name, or where the guy was from. I explained to the driver that I couldn't call a guest that early in the morning with him not knowing the guest's name or anything.

The taxi driver started getting in my face and then he dragged the security guard into it even though the guard had clocked out. The taxi driver accused me of being racist. He then got in my face again. A few minutes later I called the guest from the back phone and the guy had no idea what I was talking about and I also woke him up. The guest was very nice about it though and I apologized for waking him. I then called the police. Then the taxi driver called the police.

Later a guy comes in and uses the restroom. Then he wants to use the computer in the business center and while I am explaining to the guy that he has to be a guest in order to use the computer, the taxi driver sneaks up to Rm. 301. I immediately went after him. The taxi driver was getting back on the elevator as I was getting off and I told the taxi driver he was not to be up on the 3rd floor. Then the taxi driver said the guy in Rm. 301 wasn't him. I told him that's what I already knew. By the time we got to the lobby, the police were here and the officer told the taxi driver he didn't know what he wanted him to do about his stolen phone. The taxi driver left.

Soooo, the guy in Rm. 301 has been here 9 days and was harassed by this taxi driver twice this morning about a phone he didn't have."

In other news, I'm curious about whether or not I could get in trouble for having this blog at work. But as long as I don't mention anyone's names, or where I work, or say anything negative about my coworkers I think it should be fine.

Not Busy Enough

So my life has finally slowed down enough for me to be able to blog. Maybe I will even stick with this one, unlike the past few that I have abandoned. There was that one on LiveJournal that I decided I would make and it would be a secret personal blog, but I only wrote one entry. Then there was that time i created a Tumblr account because I wanted to be cool like Drew, but then I realized I have no desire to be Tumblred, or whatever.

Now I am going to talk about work.
Today is my coworker and friend Florence's last day. I bought her a slice of cheesecake (I'm not going to tell her that I looked up the calories...870 in one slice!) because I know how much she loves her cheesecake. I have had many friends come and go in this job, and unfortunately it's always the ones that I like the most that end up leaving. At least this means that I will finally get enough hours to hold on to my health insurance. A blessing in disguise? But lucky Florence got a job working as HR for NASA or something super crazy awesome like that.

Now I am going to talk about Phish.
Phish-heads are the worst-heads. They are all horrible people, I am now officially convinced. They have been playing at Merriweather all weekend, and I'm sure the only place that had a worst time than us last night was probably the hospital (I don't even want to imagine what kinds of crazy people my mother encountered there).

Excerpts from the all mighty LOG-BOOK:
(these are all seperate entries that I will now comment on)

-"Room 135 was brought here by Security Guards from Merriweather and paid off a portion of his room - Mr. Scott and his mother were at concert w/4 small children & left the children to fend for themselves - while they partied - Security wanted to make sure kids were safe."

Ok so let me make this very clear... These kids...the youngest one was UNDER A YEAR OLD. A little freakin baby! And the oldest one wasn't more than SEVEN! And these ridiculous horrible people, the father and grandmother of the children, brought them to a Phish concert, proceeded to get as wasted as humanly possible, and abandon them. Thank GOD the security at Merriweather found those children, reunited them with their family, drove them to a hotel 6 miles away, and even paid for part of the room rate...These security guards must be freakin SAINTS. Anything could have happened to those kids. This literally makes me sick. And I don't even like kids.

-"Needless to say when concert was over & Phish people came back - we recieved noise complaints & had to do some 'babysitting'. Rm 414 was passed out in hallway - lady in 244 was found laying in hallway - People wandering about all night even @ 5AM!"

No matter how bad I ever was in my party days, I refuse to beleive that I was ever this rude and disrespectful. Now that I am done with those days, I can't imagine how someone could be so self involved as to not even realize what trouble they are causing for everyone else around them. Like their "fun" is so important that they would sacrifice the fun of everyone else around them just to have it.

-"Pot smell coming from a lot of rms - !"

I'm sorry but smoking in a non-smoking room is one of the most irritating things you can do at a hotel. Smoking pot is illegal and everyone in the hotel does not want to smell your nasty pot-smoke and hear you running down the hallways all night. This hotel is like my home and it angers me greatly when people disrespect it. I hope we charge each and every one of those rooms the $250 cleaninig fee for smoking in a non-smoking room, and I hope those people get arrested and also I hope that they die. As a sober American, it is my right to feel this way.

-"Parking lot a mess"

My poor and amazing Assistant General Manager, who had arrived at work at about 3PM, was forced to stay until about 5:30AM managing these assholes. They were all partying in the parking lot and would not go to sleep (I assume they were probably tripping balls). They left trash everywhere, made a huge mess which she had to clean up, tried to break into the pool after-hours, etc.

I just wish Phish had stayed broken up. Their followers are nothing but trouble. I swear. I'm ok with that one song about bouncing around the room, but other than that the world would be a better place without them.

It's so strange being me today as opposed to being me a few years ago. I feel like such a cranky no-fun grown up. "You whippersnappers and your rock and roll music! If I were yer Mammy I'd put you over my knee and give you a good whut-fer!"