All Day Music

Summer.

It feels refreshing, and new.

I don't feel lazy. I don't feel lethargic. I also don't feel over-worked. Somehow, I think I struck a balance. Be warned, this post is going to be disgustingly positive....but perhaps a welcome change from some previous posts I suppose.

I keep having these little moments where everything seems right in the world. I love it.

-Relaxing in a hammock back in Mountain View, with the sun filtering through our fruitless mulberry trees, bright blue skies above, Snickers running around the yard, a slight breeze swinging me back and forth, and the sound of Mexican music drifting from my grandparents' house next door.

-Drinking a glass of wine on Jacob's balcony, chatting with friends. Listening and watching the street life on Euclid Avenue pass by from behind his blinds.

-Reading. For fun! Just plopping down on the grass next to a Redwood tree in Willard Park, reading the Kiterunner while Chris Atwood reads and enjoys an It's-It Ice-Cream I had been saving for him (his first one ever).

-Driving down to LA with Dan, meeting up with everyone I wanted to meet, seeing everything I wanted to see. Swimming in the ocean down in Carlsbad and just feeling so happy and smiling and laughing so much because it'd been so long since I'd actually swam in ocean water, it took me back to childhood days of body surfing and boogie boarding.

-Getting an excited call from my Mom, saying that she's decided that my Mountain View book party will have a "fiesta" theme. Loving my Mom for getting all excited about the book, and the party, and being as cheesy as I am sometimes.

-Spending time with Matt, Kim, and Melissa last week. Matt and Kim especially, because every time I see them or receive comments, notes, or emails from them and my other high school folks, I'm reminded how lucky I am to have made and kept such a great group of friends for so long.

-Seeing Lauren Rath for the first time in nearly a year, and spending the day with her and her boyfriend in San Francisco on Monday. A year had passed since we last saw each other, and her return confirmed what I always thought to be true...Lauren is the special type of friend that you can just fall back into a pattern of friendship with, no matter how long it's been since you've seen or talked to each other. You just see each other and are so excited to be in each others company. I'm so happy to have that.

And now, I also have a few things to keep my fingers crossed about, and things to look forward to. The Summer is just beginning.

Random Thoughts

I'm sitting here on my bed with a slight allergy-induced headache and a copy of Microserfs by Douglas Coupland. I was supposed to read the book two days ago for my planning dept's book club. When the book gets boring, I stare at this screen, checking if someone worth chatting with has signed on to AIM. Or, I glance over at my cell to see if anyone called our texted.

Nope.

Alice 97.3 is playing the background. Currently a Dave Matthews song. Commercials keep reminding me that the station is hosting a big free concert in Golden Gate Park on Saturday that I'm going to miss because I'll be in a car somewhere in Southern California with Dan. Lauren and Jen (and I'm guessing Matt and Kim) are all going. I'm sad I'm missing out even though I'm looking forward to seeing the Socal undergrad gang. The prospect of being in the car for half the weekend is a downer. I wish we could leave earlier, I don't have any plans for tomorrow, but Dan won't get off work until 5pm.

Right now though, I need to figure out what to do with my evening. Haven't had dinner. Don't have anyone to eat dinner with. Don't want to "cook." What else is new?

I could go to happy hour at The Graduate with some of the first year planners, but beer and talk about politics and suburbia doesn't sound that appleaing at the moment. Dan's over in the living room, watching the NBA finals. I was shocked to find out that they're still playing basketball. In my silly world, basketball season ended with March madness.

Anyone I'd actually feel compelled to call to spend time with, is not around at the moment.

So I'm left to ponder my life. Ponder ponder ponder. And all that makes me want to do is

*sigh*

Mass Transit

I just want to say that 24 hour BART from the City to the East Bay is a beautiful, life-affirming, community-building activity. And it's a damn shame that it only happens when the Bay Bridge is closed for construction. Yep!

When the Going Gets Tough...

I'm all about silly traditions, and one tradition in this blog is that whenever there's a blip in my life a lyric from Jimmy usually gets posted on here.

They've yet to write a song to fit well with the mood I'm in right now.