"The label you give yourself cannot impact external forces that are not motivated by your own psychology or influenced by a third party's pre-existing consciousness of you. We are all presented with reasons to struggle which come from completely external forces; to pretend that one is not struggling is either arrogance or an admission of defeat. To admit that one is struggling is a sign and a source of strength." - Evan A. Baker

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Happy Things

So I didn't get the callback for the Thing I Wasn't Allowed to Talk About. That's okay! I had an audition for one of its competitors yesterday, so there! I also have an audition tomorrow for a furniture store, and another for a cell phone company on Saturday. One week and four auditions. Not too shabby, agents! Thanks and rock on!

In happy news, I was FINALLY able to hang out with my darling Phoenix and the Boys Whom We Adore last night. I made cookies (Target's Market Pantry break and bake recipe) and our Boys talked Nerd to one another for five minutes straight regarding Star Wars vs Star Trek, and I think we both swooned a little from hearing them talk about plot points, science elements and the like, but Phoenix and I are dorks through and through, so it makes sense.
The best part though, was meeting this boy she adores. What's weird is that the two of them together just MAKE sense more than so many other couples I know.
These two. Make. Sense.

I'm drinking Silk Pumpkin Spice soy milk, heated up in mug. It's like a soy pumpkin steamer. Delicious! And caffeine free. It's night time, so that's a good thing.

I shared a pomegranate today and eating the seeds reminded me of Senior Year with JenniPatti, where we also split one of these seemingly extraterrestrial fruits and spat the seeds over our third floor balcony. We kept trying to out spit the other. And although my memory is hazy, she probably won, only because she's a beer and martini drinking kinda gal, and that just makes sense, doesn't it?

I am listening to the wonderful downbeat electronica that is my Awesome channel on Pandora.com

I'm relaxed.

I'm happy.

My bills so far, are paid, and I think I'm going to have enough this month to not develop another gray hair.

I lit my vanilla buttercream scented candle.

I wrote another page for my book about my mom.

All my contacts in my phone and palm pilot are in my Mac address book.

I made zucchini for dinner and it tasted good!

I am happy. 


  1. The peace from this post has just seeped right into my gut. Happy for you, friend, and thanks. (and I'll own that I was way better at spitting pomegranate seeds)

  2. This post makes me so ridiculously happy for you. We all want the same things, but for you, especially, I want you to find peace and happiness because you deserve those so much. Congrats on 4 auditions, yay for getting to finally hang out, so grateful that you adore the boy that I adore, and I'm relieved that you have been able to pay all your bills this month.

    Life is so good sometimes.


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