What a weekend. I think I'll sleep straight until Friday when I head down to....DISNEYLAND!

I'm on my feet.
I'm on the floor.
I'm good to go.

Oh Kat...

TheKatsMeoW137: ewww Nick, we just watched supersize me!
TheKatsMeoW137: (sorry, my sister's still talking about it...)
Nap98: hehe
Nap98: at least you can still eat healthy
Nap98: your knees cant take that from you
TheKatsMeoW137: damn straight, Nick. damn straight.
Nap98: haha
Nap98: i had burger king today
Nap98: having burger king was never quite the same after that movie
Nap98: i always feel guilty
Nap98: but its cheap and im poor and its quick and i was hungry
Nap98: i only get chicken strips though
TheKatsMeoW137: :::shakes head:::: fine, Nick. If *all* you want is cheap and easy...well....that's all you're going to get...
TheKatsMeoW137: tsk, tsk.
Nap98: kat.
Nap98: cheap easy and fast
Nap98: you forgot the last one
Nap98: its key
TheKatsMeoW137: right. right.
TheKatsMeoW137: (Nick. This is awful.)
Nap98: haha
Nap98: erotic bagels!

Here's to the world being pleasantly small every once and while, and, here's to random connections that make ya feel a little less alone in life.

My good friend Jamie, who I've known since high school, has started a very enjoyable blog ever since leaving us for Scotland this summer. I have her linked over there on the left, but I wanted to share something she wrote recently here in my own blog:

"Yesterday, as I was singing Bridge Over Troubled Water while Alan played it, I was thinking of friends I love and hoping that you all see the brilliance and beauty of your lives. That you see how crossing the street can be a perfect moment. Because of all the possibility it holds, and because of all the moments you could be having, of all the moments you have had, that you will have, this is the one you are having. And being in the moment you are having is really powerful. I hope you know that you are all the time having moments worthy of being turned into songs."

Today Chris accused me of only liking sad songs while we were in his car listening to the nasely pvoice of the singer from the band "The Rocket Summer" (happy music according to Chris). In responce I yelled at him half-jokingly that "Maybe it's because I've had a tough life!" Then I really considered it for a moment....do I like only sad songs? I wouldn't call the music I listen to peppy per se...except the oldies.

Nah....just ask Erik and Lauren....they probably heard me play Chipi-Chipi and Hollaback Girl one too many times the last few months we lived together ;-)

But I do have a tendancy to be attracted to songs that are bittersweet, or songs that start out slow and sad and build up to a creciendo of hopefulness. Those songs speak to me.

I'm not really going anywhere this post. Just wanted to share.

Connect.

Sometimes I feel like this blog is a farce, a glorified laundry list of what I did, who I saw, where I went. The writer in me wants to let it all flow out, use it as a way to discharge all the pent up stuff floating in my mind at the end of the day. ..and lately there's been a lot floating around up there. But I can't....this isn't the place.

So instead I just find myself sitting here in Mountain View, wishing that I was on Indian Rock right now, sitting with one of my best friends by my side, looking out over the bay and city, talking about life.

Happy Birthday Disneyland!

Ahhhhhhh...the beach. Finally.

-

Now it feels like summer.

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So. Summer.

Long days. Warm weather. (Well, kind of.) I'm keeping myself busy, I've got the book to work on during the day, I've spent some quality time with cousins traveling around, my family (even Chris!) has been pretty consistent about having dinner together. But in terms of having a social life...it's taking a lot of effort. Planning and stuff....especially for doing things after the sun goes down. I mean, its one thing to sit in the living room of the Pink House with Erik and Lauren debating what to do tonight, making big plans to go out, and then watching bad movies on OnDemand instead. At least we were being lame together.

But here in Mountain View, failing to make plans means sitting here at this desk suffering with my dial-up internet connection with MTV or Adult Swim on the TV behind me. Since the first summer after freshman year at Cal, its been kind of tough to round up my high school friends to hang out. Now its even more difficult since all but a handful of them are not in the Bay Area this summer. And then when we have gotten together so far, if we don't have a planned activity...it's like...what do we do?

There's really nothing terrible about this situation. It's enjoyable at times, relaxing. But I wish I was better at simply enjoying my free time. Instead, I feel like I'm wasting it. Especially when I'm sitting here staring at this screen *trying* to think of a website to read to entertain myself. Damn the Stanford Theatre for being closed for restoration and expansion until July 22nd at the earliest. I liked that job.

And having all this time during this particular summer, between my undergrad and grad years, I can't help but feel like I'm waiting for something to start. I'm in a kind of in-between phase of my life. I've managed to put one foot out the door....with the other one firmly planted in the past. I'm not quite sure what the next steps are, and when to take them....so I'm stuck here in stasis.

Sorry for the metaphors.