i cant sleep.

its true. its almost 2 a.m. and i cannot fall asleep.
so i will do the lamest thing ever.
get out my macbookpro and get on blogspot and write about it.

one of my best friends, rachel cureton, is coming down for spring break.
im excited to see her... ive missed her. so that is nice to look forward to... its wierd not having a regular scheduled week. i dont know if i like it or not. i dont miss having school and all the activities that go along with it, but i do miss having things set out and scheduled for me... oh well. i guess i should enjoy being unemployed and not in school while i can. only a few more months of it. march...april..may...june..july...and then half of august. i have a feeling those months will go by faster than i expect.

im listening to the magic numbers right now "love me like you"... it makes me think of the time in belfast two years ago when dustin and i were in virgin records and we passed by them. they are kind of scary people. and they look very similar. all long brown hair and a bit overweight. i wonder if they are related? idk...

tomorrow i am having dinner with ashlin at la hacienda dos then grey's anatomy with her and some friends... should be fun.

today i brought jack in from the back yard because andrew had some guys over for the hot tub so i played with jack in the living room. i felt like a child. i had a bowl of grapes that i had for dinner and jack looked at me then his ears did that thing goldens do to make you give them whatever you have even if it is your last glass of water in the middle of the zahara or something. so i sat there trying to not fall to his glance. but then he did it. he did the head tilt. he read me like a book. that sly dog. so i tossed him a grape. and it took him a while to figure out that it was a small round thing but it wasnt small enough to swallow whole. so he spit it out a few times and pawed at it then ate it. a few grapes later i realized he wasnt going to let me have any, so i just tossed him two at once to make the game shorter. but. he decided that if he had two, he couldnt choose which one to eat first. so he just sat there. wagging his tail. waiting for me to throw him another... i tell you . he is sly. but not sly enough. so i got up and i made him eat them then i went out to the garage to see austin "woodworking".
i still do not get the art of woodworking. until then. i will keep throwing grapes to jack.

its now 2:07 a.m. and i am still wide eyed and awake. dangg..it...

anyways. i miss having pom in the house. i like pom. and its really good for you. they say it keeps cancer away.
sometimes i think people just obsess too much about stuff like that though. i mean. putting diet coke and a pack of cigarettes on the same level of "it will give you cancer!" isnt right. i mean srsly guys... what wont give you cancer these days. and if something helps keep it away its like a wonder drink/food. i mean, i love pom. but i buy it because i like how it tastes and the glass it comes in. not because im thinking that it will preserve my life. if i am going to die from cancer, i will die from cancer. but i will not be thinking in that hospital bed, man. i shouldnt have drank that last diet coke or smoked that last cigarette. i will be thinking. i hope heaven has an ipod for me with every single song ever created. well. all the good ones at least.

well. i am going to try to go to bed. it is really windy outside and i can hear it blowing up against the wall of our house. i love this house. it will be hard to leave it in august. ive been spoilt.

love,
heather