Smoke!!

Well crap, someone caught a pancake on fire in the microwave. We had to evacuate and stand outside in the cold wind and wait for the fire fighters. I am amazed to say that the Nampa Police Force do not answer their freekin phone. I was supposed to alert them that the fourteen inmates standing outside were not committing mutiny and I was not under a hostile take over. I did drag out the smoking garbage can when we evacuated the building, I should have brought marshmallows, we could have roasted them over the smoldering fire while waiting.
My hair smells like smoke.
My bright hot orange Reebok's brought many interested comments from the inmates. I suppose a woman who would wear pink shirt and belt with hot orange Reebok's is cause for concern.

Thousand Mile Wish by Finger Eleven

(I think I posted this song before but it's worth repeating)
Forgive me if now I wear the face of worry
This time alone could never cause any doubt
But I’ve been cold too long
Such a strange time to find myself coming down as the rain
With all these holes my love,
To fill up from the middle
This storm could stay all night

So can you stay until we close our eyes
Til your dreams hold mine
Just stay until we know we tried one more time

Cause laughing lovers can overcome their closest demons
And they’ll go on and they won’t let go
They saw something that they know
Has never come so close
Can it stay here for us, for now?

Can it stay until we know ourselves?
I’m torn as I tell
You’re the story that I know and fell from
I’m so far into your story I don’t know why
We think we’re in control
When we lie between the lines

We’ll find a line to follow
It’s got to show real soon
Or we’ll never reach this high

We climb a little further
Cause there’s nothing we can’t get around together
Further gets colder until nothing was all that I saw around

So we stay until the ground
That we can’t come down from splits us away
Maybe stars know why we fall
I just wish they were thinking out loud
Oh, I could wish all night

Darkness of the mind

Graveyard isn't a good shift to analyze one's life. I am like a frozen computer, expectant,optimistic, but still waiting. Waiting on what? I keep thinking about what my oldest said, "there is no such thing as waiting for your real life to kick in, this is your life and you are living it now." Yeah, "she who waits" gets pretty old sometimes. All the time I think. I do not know what I want to do anymore. I dream too much, I think too much I lament too much.
Still plugging away at school and my choices are becoming more limited as I find math looming ahead in the near distance. I don't want to waste anymore time on that shit. I just want my degree and I want to work in a field that I am good at, and confident. I think the best work experience I am getting is at the half way house. Though I remain frightened thinking about how I am out numbered by people who have experienced things that I never will. I learn and I listen. Drat the graveyard.

Melon Head

I still think you are a melon head. You talked to Stephanie, you tried to send her a picture of you, you lied, then you act mad at me for checking on you. YOU would not act like that if you were innocent, I would not charge down the hall naked and wet if you were looking at my cell phone, I would not care in the least. If you want this relationship to work, you are going to have to make an effort, because frankly I like you less today then I did yesterday, and I am not going to sit back and watch while you enable jack assess in your life. I am here for a brief time, either appreciate me and my honesty or if its not working for you, you need to find something that will make you happy. If its not me, then please move out, we can be friends this time.
At this point in time, you are my driver and cat box changer. You are not anything else,I can not be around people I do not trust.