It Worries Me-

-that they felt like this should be translated into Spanish...

I saw this a long time ago. I came across it today and had to share:

Friday's Phone Calls (or lack of)*

* this is not referencing Johnny,
in case you were wondering.

Friday morning I woke up at 3:20 (after falling asleep at 2 - don't ask, I can't explain), and headed up North around 4 to help answer the anticipated millions of phone calls from people wanting to donate to help the relief efforts in Haiti.

A friend and I got there a bit before 5.

Another friend joined us a little later.

Our shift was 5 - 9 am.

The phones rang twice in two hours.

We ended up leaving at 7.

On the way home I started laughing somewhat hysterically (I blame it on exhaustion) and finally managed to communicate to my friend the reason for my laughter - "We woke up at 3:30 to sit in a room for two hours."

I went home and slept for another hour and a half (doubling my sleeping time).

I was going to go back for a shift from 5 - 7 pm.

They told me to call in first to see if I was needed.

Turns out I wasn't.

Sad day.

I just found out that the Red Cross did raise about 9,100 on
Friday. So it wasn't a complete waste of a day for them.

Sixty to Zero in Twenty-Five Hours

In the last couple months or so I've had a few interactions with a guy that I've become interested in (the interest didn't all happen in the last few months, because I've known him for a while, it's just developed a little bit more). We'll call him Johnny. I asked Johnny out (which I absolutely hate, hate, hate to do, but it doesn't mean I never do it - unfortunately), we went out, had a lot of fun but there wasn't any follow-up from either of us and I didn't see him until this past week. This last time I saw Johnny wasn't in a date setting, but we talked quite a bit and things seemed to be going well. After parting ways, a friend who had been with me said that she was pretty sure he was interested in me (based on a few observations, and the situation itself - which I don't want to go into detail about). At the advice of a couple friends (one of them male, who I asked advice from), I texted Johnny to kind of follow-up with things and encourage him a bit.

That was at 4:30 pm.

Yesterday.

Nothing back.

Zero.

Zilch.

Nada.

And it's not like it was a text that may or may not have been needing a response. I asked him a question for goodness sake.

However, I'm sure that it was just coincidental that while listening to music on a walk I sang more energetically to this song -




- than to this one -



ps - I'm loving the boots on the guitarist and the blond

Purely coincidental.

ps - I've given up on Johnny.

Help the Red Cross Help Haiti

I got this email from the Red Cross yesterday -

I signed up - for the 5 - 9 am shift (not looking forward to the early morning hours - I haven't seen that side of 5 am for a long time {unless it's been when I haven't been able to fall asleep} -, but it's the shift they're having the hardest time filling). I just wanted to send the word out so if anyone else can sign up, please do!

It probably took me a little too long to decide I was going to do it, but when I thought of my dad in Haiti... well... the decision became easy.

Happy weekend eve everybody!
(it'll be a super-early night for me!)

Wednesday's Goodness

So... earlier today I thought about a few things that I would blog about today. Now, at 11:10 pm, I can't remember. It was a good day though, so yay for that! (:

Tuesday's Goodness

private dance parties in my bedroom!

- created a "dance party" song list
- randomized the "dance party" song list
- busted a move
- without witnesses.
(except the dingo, but he's not willing to talk)

so fun.

while dancing, some different scenes went through my head.
for your viewing pleasure:

(please ignore the Spanish voice-over)