JUNE!

Okay people, I have been long overdue for an epiphany and a few days ago I told myself I would have one this week. Well folks, it all went down yesterday around 2am. I couldn't sleep and was crying over nonsense to my Dad. So, he being the great guy he is, fixed me a stinger and gave me a pep talk centered around doing what YOU want in life, not what you SHOULD do. I've done a lot of sticking it out in my almost 28 years. This job is terrible. Let me work here for YEARS. This guy is total lame sauce. Let me keep liking him. No more! I had some random let's trust the gut breakthrough yesterday. Overthinking begone! So good. I feel like a free bird. It's like I've been blessed with a new found confidence that I can truly get out there, and do the damn thing! A most ablazing feeling!

I'm also very jazzed because it is June. June is my favorite month by far. It's starting to get nice on the regs, it's my birthday month, and it marks the start of summer, a time for easy living. Part of the reason I was kind of upset the other day is because my birthday is so soon. I had a lot of hope as I was turning 26 and then it seemed that all of things I was looking forward to totally blew up in my face just as I was turning 27. I was kind of fearful to have hope again but now I'm feeling very positive, proton style. This is going to be a kickass year. I also enjoy how even the number 28 is. I definitely have more off years when it's an odd number. For instance, 21, well I was a hot mess then for sure.

And it is no coincidence that today is National Doughnut Day! How amazing is that?! Actually, when I went to Dunkin, they were regrettably out of donuts. BUT! They did give me their LAST coupon for a free doughnut on a date of my choosing. Now this is good stuff. Basically, I get to choose when free doughnut day is. I'm not sure if life could get better. I'm also like 95% sure that the new star shaped doughnut is the same as the heart shaped doughnut that was featured in February and that was a hell of a doughnut.

Since I got home from work today, I started looking up flights to Portugal and also France...for a year from now. Because I want to go. And I'm going to. I don't understand why I don't have some kind of birthright that gets me to these places for free like Jewish people get to go to Israel. I'm half Portuguese and a quarter French. I should at least be able to get a half price and quarter rate deal. 

So, I wrote this book a bit ago about my experiences with dudes. It's kind of funny and pretty terrible. In my epiphany/creative awakening, I decided to add to the ending a recommendation list on what songs to listen to and what movies to watch when heart broken. It's a pretty extensive and ridiculous list ranging from Bright Eyes ('cause that guy needs a hug) and the obvious "I Can't Make You Love Me" by Bonnie Raitt, to the less obvious Three Six Mafia, because even when you're sad, you gotta stay fly. The movies are mainly mob classics because somehow the total lack of romance paired with nice action scenes does the heart good. As for tv shows, I do recall a phase I watched a lot of Laguna Beach when I was upset but that was so eight years ago. ANYWAY. In your local bookstore soon! Watch out now!

Speaking of pop culture shiz, Katie and I went to see Dark Shadows yesterday. We were between seeing that and What to Expect When You're Expecting, but neither of us had any desire to see anything involving pregnant people, couples, having kids, etc. Dark Shadows was totally weird but we dug it. Naturally.

In other news, being a Celtics fan is terrible for my anxiety. I've just been on the edge of my seat. The refs have been making some awful calls and it makes me angry inside.

What else. Well, today I broke out my nice sandals for work. I have been avoiding them because I hate the sound they make when they touch the floor. I like silent shoes, better for sneaking up on people. I practiced walking on tip toe around my house, but was happy when I realized the school I work in has enough carpet to minimize noise. Good stuff.

I'm officially naming Tom Collins my new drink of choice. It's good to have your own drink I think, very suave. I know Tom Collins are very old man, but they're delish and make me feel distinguished.

Anyhoo, that is all.