thewaterCoolerGames

the short list-or how i have become a PNWen’r-when i first came to PNW i believed in umbrellas instead of hats, i thought that charF**** was “good” coffee and i also had my grande latte, extra hot, i also thought that my latte had come with too much foam. i was pondering how i prefer the smaller cup for my coffee. i lived next to a local roaster for 6 months and was lucky to see how the ReallyGood stuff is made. my whole view of coffee changed.

i titled this entry the waterCooler games, as the nfl playoffs are this weekend. i watched ManU score out Arssenal today, ahem we are again Numero Uno on the table in the Premiership; it was hard to watch newcastle get their butts kicked with a six/0 ending score. but Hey…i can’t really complain.

i have shrunk my music collection from my cd’s into a small piece of electronics that is lighter than my phone and as a light as a piece of paper. years ago i wrote about how i thought burning music on your PC was unPC, since then my view has shifted not because someone lifted my old beater walkman on the bus with a compulation CD that was limited release. not having the walkman wasn’t such a downer, rather it was the missing the CD i had in it. besides for the fact that the walkman would qualify for frequent flier miles.

i take my coffee in 8oz cups, and when i hear people order extra hot like today a guy behind me in line ordered-my eyebrows shotUp and i had contain myself, don’t you know how to drink that? line. i wasn’t picking him up, and i am sure that my pals on the other side of the counter would have told me to shut it. i was recently accused of eating Healthy in the house i am living in, as i make these random spinach omelette’s when the mood strikes. i have always been eating well, even when i was homeless this summer i used the little cash i had and ate from WholePaycheck as it was eatable.

the meal i had while living out of the day shelter was a small gift to myself. i cherished everyday. since living out of my backpack for nearly 2months; i no longer run and out and get things just to get them. i think about if i am actually going to use whatever i have bought. i donated a new pair of pants i bought last summer, they no longer fit but what it reminded me of more was why. if you ever see me out, i will be typer sipping and savouring that ceramic 8-0z of coffee. pondering when i will write a new poem, or jotting down notes on what i should place in this bubble that is my blog.

headSpace

maybe i should become one of those people that are to Kewl celebrate christmas and shun holidays; that is as bad as people who are Vegans but smoke rjr nabisco made cigs! i won’t-i hate cigs anyway.  what made the irony of comment was cemented by three hundred dollar emblemed jacket she was wearing. contradiction.

i am not a fan of wearing emblems for companies, i rip tags of my jeans. the only emblem i wore in high school was hard rock. now, i just wear threadless shirts-i like supporting the local graphic artists and the site online is really good.

i finally have begun reading again something i haven’t done since last summer when i was still surfing on mats and didn’t know where i would sleep at night. now, that my housing is coming together i sleep better at night and have begun getting up earlier in the morning, something that feels really good. having the doubt erased has helped.

i had the chance to see a wedding band 100x my former rent today, on a unhappy bleached out careerGirl. i would have spent that kind of money on another house or maybe start something local for the community with it. if you can afford that kind of money one can also afford to give back to the community. enough said.

maybe, it’s the fact that i have seen the very wealthy be Very unhappy even they have everything under the sun. money doesn’t cause happiness, that has to already be intact before all the dough. i have become immune to that kind of attitude; the i can have everything and me, me, me. it gets old after a while. i just got my new mp3 and need my fill of the shout out louds, out of sweden their music is Great.

aNewYear

i am sitting at my beau house eagerly awaiting the new year–maybe it’s because 07 was a year of firsts which has changed my life for the better. it has been several months since i left the day shelter and entered transitional housing. a place that has changed how i view my own goals and past patterns. i was also taken off medication that made me incapacitated and unable to remember passwords and 4 digit numbers. i am lucky to have a doctor that recognized how catatonic and how my daily functions where hindered. i received some good news in the mail the other day and am looking forward to the next step…

i went to a few side attractions when my parents where in town and spent the last week going shopping for made in washington stuff with my sister, and being able to communicate with my folks. they have finally come to realize why i love the PNW. my sister and i for the first time in years managed to get along without a hitch; she loved The Market and the space needle. i found some awesomely bad behavior the other evening when we where eating some hearty grilled salmon and listening to a couple that was more comfortable sitting on their cell phones than actually talking to each other(marriage ending soon.)

i spent 90 minutes in a store and only bought a pair of jeans at a really sweet sale, having good chinese food in The Market, bought potatoes @ my favorite place (that we had for the smorgaasbord.) my meatballs where a huge hit and we had a taste test between my sister and my mom’s cookies; the winner won’t be on here(sorry.) i went to a geek store and looked @ digital cameras(really fun!) and laptops. had some really great sushi and dinners out. this year has brought people back in my life that i thought i had lost, giving me a new view on life.

living in The Moment is the best place to be.