Firstly, I would like to apologize for not writing an entry for so long.   I have neglected my regular and not so regular readers alike.    Which brings me to an unrelated request.   I think you should ‘subscribe’ to my blog.    Why, you ask?   Because I like to fool myself into believing that people are actually interested in reading this.

So, yesterday was the best day.   Some of you may not agree with my reasons for believing this, but well, you’re allowed to be wrong.

I was working, which would normally land me in a pretty fowl mood.    But yesterday was different.   Yesterday was a day that will go down in the books.

I logged on to my lovely online banking (at work, oohhhh I’m so bad) and saw how much money I had available, and decided that it was about time I dealt with something.   I had the money, and it was time.  

Yesterday, I paid off the last of the loan for my Freshman year of college.

Now, of course, I still owe a shit-ton for the other three years, but hey, baby steps, you know.    Being able to say that I no longer owe any financial institution for any portion of “the Miami year” is big to me.    Plus, it was ten years ago.   That’s enough to make you think.   And so, I thought to myeself, “hey self, what do you think of all this, of the year you spent, the money it cost you, and the value of it all?”  But then somebody handed me another invoice, and I didn’t have time to go into it.

The second reason why yesterday rocked:   the shoe finally dropped.   The thing that I had been waiting for since I began working at Real Branding finally happened, and now, I can finally stop worrying about it.

Yesterday, I ran into a wall at work on a Razor scooter.

This is the part where you would probably disagree with my assesment of this event as being positive, but again, I remind you, you’re wrong.   First off, it was pretty artful.   I mean, how many other people do you know that are so spectacularly uncoordinated that they could manage it.   Secondly, it was hillarious.   I was zipping down the hall, I even said “weeeee” as I passed the
reception area, and then, THUD!   Finally, no one got hurt.    I hit the wall, and immediately began cracking up, as my co-workers, who hadn’t seen it, but heard it, all came running to see if I was all right.    Of course, they were a little perplexed about how I managed to do it, and I don’t want to bore you with the details, but the simple answer was, and is, simply: I am a spaz.   And now, I’m a spaz with a gnarley bruise on my shoulder.

As for Today.   Well, who knows?   I’m going to work at my other job, hocking CDs and DVDs at the mall.    Could be cool.    Oh, and after that, I’m driving (not scooting) up to Davis to hang out with Froggy and see Monkey play.   As Froggy said, going back to the beginning.      I guess I’ll just have to wait and see what the day has in store for me.   
Current mood: accomplished

Playlist: Oi to the World
By Vandals
Release date: 08 October, 1996

Author: peggyluwho

What do you want to know? I'm a California native, and right now, I live 6 miles from where I was born. I'm single. I'm a feminist.

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