>i’m sure it appeals to someone. somewhere. why that person is not my soulmate and here supervising this godforsaken move preparation is beyond me.

i am writing to distract myself from the fact that i have packed nothing since returning home from church tonight AND from the other fact that i really just want to go through the drive-through at taco bell. i will not go to taco bell at 10:44 pm. i will not go to taco bell at 10:44 pm. i will not go to taco bell at 10:44 pm.

my friend karen came to visit me friday night, and we went to get a drink at the local bar. it was fairly low-key upon our arrival, but then the crowd picked up a little. and my extremely overt admirer walked in. ack. i guess if there is only one nice bar in town, you have to understand that you are going to continue to run in to the same people over and over. and smoke-free is worth it to me. to sum it all up, i will transcribe four text messages said admirer sent to my cell phone (no, i did NOT give him my number. it is published on promotional materials for a music series that i manage, so don’t judge me!): (oh and all messages are transcribed exactly as written as much as it hurts me to not edit the grammar):

1) your beautiful
2) your even more beautiful than mere words can say
3) U R! Believe in your beauty i do
4) Damn I wish I could speak Spanish (why? so you could be annoying in 2 languages?)

the longest conversation i have had with this man, mind you, consisted primarily of discussion of spiritual matters and the life of Christ. so i really don’t believe i’ve encouraged him in any other realm. i refuse to become the girl who is just rude to people — how would i ever know if i was throwing away an opportunity to effect an eternal change in someone’s life?

yoiks.

i’m concentrating really hard trying not to let the fact that my move is next week overwhelm me. or the fact that a silly little thing called money is going to be more than a minor obstacle for the next three months. it will work out. where, oh where, is the easy money fairy when you need her? speaking of, the natural vanilla bean ice cream fairy dropped by last week and spread a lot of joy. and hips. see http://www.bluebell.com/icecream_flavors.htm for one of the greatest reasons in the world to live in texas. although i hear it’s making its way ’round the nation. and i just learned that for the low, low price of $89 (US Dollars), you can ship 4 half-gallons anywhere in the U.S. good lord, would someone (other than, say, delta burke or kirstie alley) really do that? that is more than $22 per half gallon for ice cream? isn’t crack cheaper? that’s two printer ink cartridges! that’s a barrel-and-a-half of oil. more importantly, that’s about seven tubes of MAC lipstick, not including tax. and if you take the lipstick route (www.maccosmetics.com), your arse won’t grow.

the taco bell urge has almost dissipated. i’ve packed almost my entire kitchen. i think i left out 3 boxes of pasta and 2 bags of microwave popcorn. highly unmotivating, even for a midnight snack. i’m rambling about horribly unimportant things. see below if you are looking for poetry, philosophical musings or real reactions to real life!

i’m going to sleep now. no tacos. no packing. no worries.