Luke Grown Up

The title says it all. For a couple days I’m free of work (though I have job orientation tomorrow at 8 AM and an exam on Tuesday that I have to study for), and the living is relaxed. Let me tell you all though, not working (yet), having no friends around, and living with a couple who tend to go out often together (I don’t fault them for this - just part of being a couple) makes me lonely and anxious. Stir-crazy. I really miss Sara, and I want her here so badly. I’ll be seeing her in less than a couple weeks (job-permitting), but I still miss her so much - she’s working all the time, so I hardly hear from her (though it’s good for her, making money and staying busy so she doesn’t miss me too much in her spare time, which isn’t much). If I had some friends around, I think I’d be in better shape, but no can do I suppose.

Anyway, I thought about writing this entry this morning, because something hysterical happened. I, like most other people, don’t get enough sleep, and so when I wake up, I am in a fog for about 45 minutes. So I’m in the fog and taking a shower. Since it was a little chilly this morning, I was taking a warm shower. I like to turn the heat up as I go to make it warmer - feels awesome. So I’m standing there in a really warm shower, in a deeper haze because the extra heat makes me extra dazed. All of a sudden, the rack we have in the shower that hooks over the shower head slipped from the base (against the wall) and down the neck, hitting the head and dropping a bottle. The loud skkkk-BANG scared the shit out of me. I fixed it and started laughing. I’m glad that happened too, because it snapped me out of the fog and got me going (I was running a few minutes later than usual, so I really needed that). I guess this isn’t very funny to anyone. But next time you’re taking a shower in the morning, just imagine this happening to you. Who knows, maybe just the thought of it will keep you on track.

Hopefully this weekend is good. I need to see Sara SO BAD.

EDIT: I just remembered! Last week when I was watching Road Trip, I noticed a Ween poster (for the album Chocolate And Cheese - a good one) on the wall of Brecken Meyer’s dorm room. Then later in the movie, while they’re on the road in the short bus (what a bad movie, eh?), “Voodoo Lady”, Ween’s single off that CD, was playing in the background. SWEEEEEEEEE

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