it's complicated.

i have decided, through an extremely long thought process which you care nothing about, that i am going to start up a new blog. it's not necessary to follow me there instead, but maybe it'll actually be a blog of some importance rather than a blog about boring nothingness. i'll give it a try.

here you go:
(i have yet to figure out how to actually create a button.. i'm not so good with this tech-savvy stuff, so if you could help me with that i'd be grateful)
Boats Against the Current

birthday party.

i'm thinking about maybe possibly throwing one of those this year. my birthday is not for another month and two days but parties ARE in fact that kinds of things that you have to plan ahead of time so that people can request off of work and be committed to coming to my party rather than going out to eat or something.

my birthday is november 16th, which is kind of crummy because november 19th is the day the next harry potter movie comes out in theaters and because i work at a movie theater i can't even request off that weekend so i already know my party will have to be the weekend before.

so, now that i've completed step one. picking the day. i need to decide if i just want to invite people over to chill or actually plan things. i think i'm going to plan things. like, pin the tail on the donkey, and have a pinata, and maybe some sack races or something. something 8 year olds would do. even though i'm going to be 18 i really don't think it's that big of a deal. OH OH and have party favors, like bags with candy and random toys that nobody ever really wanted like a crummy yo-yo that breaks after one try. or sticky-hands. or something.

or maybe it'll be a themed party. like an 80s themed party. boy howdy do i love the 80s. and
1. everyone will have to dress up (obviously)
2. i'll play 80s music (which i already have hours worth of on my itunes)
3. near the end of the night i'll show a movie or two from the 80s.. preferably Valley Girl and/or The Breakfast Club.
4. i might be able to find some 80s related games (or games that are from the 80s) on amazon.com.
5. maybe maybe maybe i'll be really cheesy and even play a game of spin the bottle.
6. and have a bowl of punch!

i'm getting really excited about this. "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" that's a noise i make when i'm excited about something.

any other ideas?

communication

1. is hard.
2. is something i'm bad at.
3. is rough.
4. is something i need to work on.
5. has taken an easy way out. technology.
6. is the pits.
7. is hard.

now that this has been another boring post i'm going to go and watch this movie:

so, procrastination happens.

1. i have a six page paper to write.
2. i'd rather blog about nothing instead.
3. but, if you're wondering what it's about (which is probably not happening) i will tell you. should english be the official language for the united states? what do you think?
4. i ordered movies off of amazon.com and they came in the mail yesterday and when i got home and saw them i screamed 'YAY' at the top of my lungs. nobody in my family even looked at me.
5. want to know what movies they were?
again, probably not but that's okay.
Valley Girl, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, the Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles, and Weird Science.
If you didn't know by now i have a mad obsession with the 80s.
6. i think that the University of Pittsburgh should accept me faster.
7. i also think that research papers are stupid.
8. i'm going to a homecoming at a school that is not mine this weekend. with a boy that is not my boyfriend. is that bad? (note: i went to my own homecoming alone) (another note: the boy that's taking me to this homecoming is legitimately just a friend)
9. someone told me about this play that's about the great gatsby called 'Gatz' playing in New York. and i got almost more excited than ever but then my dreams were shattered upon looking up the play and finding that all the tickets for every showtime for every day ..are sold out.
10. hey ya by obadiah parker officially has over 200 plays on my itunes.
11. oh and in case you were wondering, my day at marco's last friday was beyond wonderful.

reasons i love fall.

1. the smell of dying leaves
2. everything was still happy
3. it is my favorite temperature time period
4. crunchy leaves
5. i can drink hot cocoa (or pumpkin spice latte) multiple times a day without being questioned
6. hats
7. the colors
8. haunted houses
9. apple cider and bonfires
10. my birthday
11. everything

the joys of smelling like pizza every day.

you all know i work at a movie theater, well a month or so ago i picked up another job at a pizza place. marco's pizza. YUM. if you don't know how wonderful our pizza is yet, you should go and try it. and maybe our cinnasquares, i could live off of those.. even though i'd probably die.

so on wednesday, apparently it was extremely busy so they called me in (none of us knew why it was so busy on a wednesday) but since i'm not working at the theater at all this upcoming weekend i figured i could use the extra hour or two. there's not really much else to the story except for the fact that we just had to do a major clean up before people from corporate stopped by just to say hey. and the president (or whatever his title is) of marco's pizza shook my hand and told me my pizza looked amazing. it was a pretty great moment.

then yesterday (thursday) i donated blood. that has nothing to do with marco's, but i worked about two hours after the donation and i was feeling fine for the first hour of work. but the the lightheaded and sickness started kicking in. and i'm one to know what it feels like to pass out, i used to do it all the time. and i hate it, i cry.. every time. so at first i just sat down for a few minutes and i thought i was going to be alright so i got back up and started working again. but then i happened to be helping a customer (they were probably wondering what the heck was wrong with me). i could barely pronounce $10.99 to them and couldn't even find their pizza on the rack. i looked at alyssa (who was the manager for the night) mumbled and jumbled something out of my mouth. and collapsed. i was two seconds away from passing out. if i wouldn't have gotten my head down and rushed some blood to it i would have been a gone-er. i ended up having to call my parents to pick me and my car up because i was in no shape to drive. i also feel especially awful because it was getting somewhat busy at that point (dinner rush) and i couldn't help even if i wanted to try.

one great day at marco's. one terrible day at marco's. i work again tonight, let's see how this goes.

Ed

sitting in his green canoe
cracking his neck side
to side
in the middle of the lake.
he didn’t give a damn

if anybody knew he was there.
or if the birds sat on him
licking their old
feathers or
letting themselves go

while sitting still. they
were cracking statues in
the throbbing sun,
floating weightless,
the water pounding

against the sides of his
moldy canoe.
wood collapsing off,
floating away,
blending into the water.

from miles away,
blocked by trees
and fog
on mountains, i couldn’t
even see him

holding a telephone.
plastic and dusty,
with the curled and
bent cord dropped
into the water

tugging his ear downwards.
pulling his body in,
he tried to speak
whimpering, maybe
yelling into the phone.

ordering some pizza
with extra sauce.
making sure it’s extra
as the phone escapes his hand
and saying goodnight

to his mother,
his father.
staring at himself

in the wrinkles of the
cold blue water.
and the earth

that he couldn’t even see
on the horizon screaming
at him to paddle in.