Just a Drip

Life has been kinda weird and unpredictable lately.
Not that it has been predictable in the past, but more so than lately I guess.

My roommate is getting married. Yay! I am very happy for her. And even though "roommate time" has turned into "roommate, fiance and me time" (I have dibs on the ultimate third-wheel title) it hasn't been too bad. He's a great guy, so I guess things could be worse.

I've found someone to take over her part of the lease which is helpful to my situation. She's a great gal and I know we'll have a blast together even though our astounding similarities may cause some desires for space on both sides (As long as I can go for a long fast drive or walk in the dark I'll be okay).

My family is going through a long battled crisis that has been wreaking havoc in all of our lives. One of those, "What can I possibly do to help?" "Nothing" kinda things. So I continually ask the question and I generally get the same answer.

School starts this week, bringing with it so much.....I'm sure there's a word I could use to accurately describe the, stress, happiness, fear, frustration, exhaustion and loathing, but I'm currently at a loss.

We rearanged the furniture in our living room yesterday. Sometimes I just get in these moods where I need to change something and if I don't do it right at that moment, I go crazy. Kind of like how I hacked the bushes in front of our apartment down because I could. Next order of business is to paint the living room. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

We've been calling our landlord for over a month now, trying to get him to come fix our kitchen faucet which has hardly any water pressure yet manages to drip incessantly. He must have realized that we were going to keep pestering him because he called back yesterday. How excited am I to see him? Not very.

We were supposed to go to Portland last week, a last hurrah of the summer. Things didn't work out. Oh well, Portland won't get wiped off the face of the Earth any time soon right?

Now that I've been a Debbie Downer for the last 7 paragraphs, I'll knock that off.

A summer breeze is blowing through the trees outside my window and the sound and shimmer or the leaves makes me happy. There are only a few things that make me happier than trees. Camaro's-muscle cars and motorcyles can't really go wrong, Music-nuff said, and Stars. All together it's a pretty sweet combination and causes giddiness that can be pretty embarassing :)

I can hear a motorcycle idling at the stoplight outside. Beautiful. Even the dripping faucet can't bring me down. :)