Early Week Run-down

I find it interesting that I happen to love certain songs so that when they come on, I immediately turn them up really loud and then directly following I get really depressed.  Maybe I should get some happy music, like reggae or something.  But then I really think about it and I usually end up getting really mad at the musician that's telling me to not "worry and be happy".  Don't tell me to be happy!  I'll be happy when I damn well want to be.

Oh well.

VH1 has been playing I Love the 90's today, and I sat there and said to myself "Its been that long since the OJ Simpson chase?"  I was only about five or six, but its funny how you remember the most random things.  My parents had gone on this 'We have to watch the news' kick, and I think I only call it that because they decided that they had had enough of watching The Little Mermaid 24/7.  After watching the white Bronco drive around I was wondering why the guy from Naked Gun that was named after Orange Juice had so much face time on the television.  Years later, I realized why.  Other than that, I was living Spice Mania the same year that my brother was born and I figured out that I was the only one in the world to genuinely hate the Backstreet Boys...because they took BoyZone's face time.  Bastards.

The upstairs smells like lavender because I've been spraying the couches down with Febreeze every chance that I get.  I've realized that the smell of stale man sweat is not what I want to be smelling while I'm getting cozy to a nice chick-flick.  The cat came home with half an ear missing (talk about going back to the 90's there) and after trying to spray her with Bactine, I took pity on her and fed her a can of tuna.  I realize that this is not the best thing to give a cat, but its not my cat...its the guy's cat, and you would feel sorry for her too if you saw her. 

I made a cozy little supper for myself which consisted of sun-dried tomato and basil chicken and sausage in tomato sauce over spaghetti and lemonade!  Deliciously superb.  The other night I made my specialty, Chicken Parmesan, for the room mate and a friend of mine, after a day of grocery shopping.  I like cooking for people.  I like cooking for myself, but I love having people to share it.  I think its from years and years of sitting on the kitchen counter watching my mum cook and walking over to stir the pot when she would leave the room, smelling all of the ingredients combined in that one place.  I loved hearing people say that it was good, I loved telling her that it tasted amazing.  I guess, I some how wanted that talent as well.  I got it...I just leave the baking to my fabulous mother, because A) I can't bake and B) No one can out-bake her...seriously, don't even think about challenging that statement, because you're wrong.

I went through my interview at Macy's on Tuesday and was a little intimidated as it was a group interview...and everyone had jobs...in retail!  I was also kind of afraid that I wasn't talking enough, because I don't really talk unless I'm spoken to, so I tried to talk a little more than usual.  But I was one of the more quiet people...mainly because we couldn't get a word in over the other girls that just loved to shop at Macy's (oh...my...god!).  I don't think that I was the weakest star there though, which was good.  We'll see if I get a call back.

My Kona trip was pretty much amazing!  I ended up having to wake up my room mate, who slept through both of his alarms, but we made it perfectly in time for his game.  He had fun playing since that's pretty much his life, and I had fun watching him and chatting with a girlfriend of one of his team mates.  I was mistaken as his girlfriend a couple times...which was kind of awkward.  After the game we grabbed some food and then headed to the beach.  I got amazingly burned there, but I've tanned out really nice which is great because I usually stay burned for about 2 weeks after being out in the sun.  I also did some snorkeling with out the mask, snorkel and fins...but with goggles.  I now call that goggling.  It was pretty cool and I think I like goggling better because the snorkel always gets in my way when I dive.

Yesterday, after my interview, I picked up a few items for my baby brother's 10th birthday (gosh, I feel old) and then headed down to the beach again to do some more goggling where we saw two turtles swimming in and out of their rock and swimming right beneath my tummy.  It was pretty crazy but really awesome.  I love seeing turtles because it kind of affirms the amazing-ness of living in Hawaii for me.  I got to swim in the ocean with turtles in every person's paradise! 

How awesome is my life sometimes?

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[Kirsten]

Lucky girl.