You know when you completely forget about an artist and then randomly run across them again? And then you listen to them all day and just get really sad because you're pathetic and it reminds you of good times?
Wellll.... That's where we are right now. I still think it's crazy what music can do for someone, you know? It makes everything better, everything worse, it gets you, it connects you with people, it ruins your mood by bringing back memories.
Also about books... I wanted to say that I always wonder if a big part of me reading so much-- trying to find someone that I can relate to. It seems like an impossibility. I assume that everyone goes through this, you know, where no one seems like the understand you. Not that I'm exciting or one of those really eccentric people, but I'd just like to feel a little bit of myself in a character. ANY character. It rarely happens. I'm like a mix between Holden Caulfield (less annoying and melodramatic, I like to think) and Heather McDonald (as herself, though she's a lot prettier than me). But other than that, I'm sort of at a loss. I think it's hard to find a character that I can (maybe anyone can relate to) because it's just a characteristic of a novel to have a character be at least somewhat dynamic. We have to have some plot and some growth to keep our interest. That's why I love Holden. The whole novel takes place in like 3 days, and he's not doing anything, just like real life. Anyway, I'm reading
The Nest right now and there are so many characters and I don't like any of them.
I also hate that I've been changing my mind so much lately. I feel as though I just came to a conclusion about my life and I was fine with it and now someone just threw a wrench into that plan. Not saying it's a bad thing, not saying it's definite, just giving me a lot to think about. It's hard cause for the longest time I thought that certain things would just happen and they'd suck, but it would just be the organic way that life happens. Like I'd either just be a crazy cat lady or stuck in a miserable marriage because I didn't know that there was anything better out there. Then something happens and changes everything. You think "hey, maybe everything will work out. Maybe I won't live the rest of my life in some horrible nightmare" and then, well, you were wrong. You just learn to live with it. But here's that wrench. It's not what you wanted, but it's better than anything you've ever had before. You know? Just confused. Just trying to learn how to cook.
Speaking of. I made some peach-mango salsa today and it's amazing. And I made carb-less bread. It's basically made out of cheese, so really, how could it be bad? It's not, by the way. It's amazing.
Honestly, it's really good. Just tastes like cheese and SUPER easy to make.
I went to Kennywood with Shane for my birthday. Said no thanks, work. We took off as Monday was Memorial Day and Wednesday was some stupid All Staff day (just ate lunch-picnic style, and played some games--stupid) By the way, I'm 28 (holy cats):

In line for the Thunderbird. It's one of those really old ones (for you non-Pittsburgh-ers, Kennywood is a really old theme park. Not many good rides, mostly wooden. Not that I consider myself a native, so it's hard for me to get super excited about Kennywood. It's like how us SMIB's get excited about the County Fair. These natves LOVE Kennywood. They think it's like Disney World (not that I would know), but it's a big deal. So are these Potato Patch Fries that I tried for the first time last year and they weren't anything special. Had them again this round...meh. It was overall a nice day. I got pretty sick actually on this ride called the Aero360. It just went around in circles. You know you're old when...But man did I get a headache and I was complaining up a storm, poor Shane. He was mad I refused to go on half the rides. No circle rides EVER AGAIN.)
This is a ride I refused to go on after Aero360 made me sick as hell. So Shane went on his merry way alone.
This was the modern day tunnel of love. I wish that I could find an actual one, a la
Hey, Arnold (remember that??). Apparently there's one at Dollyworld. But don't my teeth look white. Thanks, 3-D paint.
Goodnight.
That's all, folks.