"Sometimes I can't help thinkin' what about me?"

Am so addicted to "Golden Road". I really, really am. But in no way has it had impact on my writing as of lately. Nope. Nuh uh. Meep? No, it hasn't helped me write two new fics in the past three days. Not. At. All.

Anyway, got called in to cover for Heather at work yesterday. That went well. I got to do register again, which I liked. Of course, she called again asking me top cover, but I have class at 8, so I said no. I kind of feel bad, but not really. I said if she really couldn't find anyone, then I'd do it. But she never called, so I guess she got someone to do it. Although I am covering for her on Thursday from 4-10 pm. then iw ork 9-midnight on Friday. Whee! More money. Meaning I can start saving for my laptop.

I should be saving money now, but hey, John Mayer live CD tomorrow, I am NOT resisting that. Although I am trying to decide between that and the Dixie Chicks' DVD, because I really want that too. But John Mayer will end up winning. Heh.

Saturday was hard. Today was a bit hard. Today would have been my grandma's 86th birthday. *sigh* I thought about it a lot today, really. It makes me sad. Two more weeks and she would have seen 86. I keep seeing music videos and hearing songs she liked, and new ones she would have liked and it upsets me. I miss her. I know she wasn't all there towards the end, but I reme,mber so much stuff from when I was growing up. I remember her cookie jar, and her paintings. I remember her old cat when she lived in Salinas. I remember I tied my shoes for the first time before we left to go visit her one year. Lots of memories lately.

Yeah, so enough rambling from me. I'm going now before I end up bawling. And the song playing on my CD player isn't helping.

And before I go, this is a GIP. Because my Keith love knows no bounds right now.

"Sometimes I can't help thinkin' what about me?"

Am so addicted to "Golden Road". I really, really am. But in no way has it had impact on my writing as of lately. Nope. Nuh uh. Meep? No, it hasn't helped me write two new fics in the past three days. Not. At. All.

Anyway, got called in to cover for Heather at work yesterday. That went well. I got to do register again, which I liked. Of course, she called again asking me top cover, but I have class at 8, so I said no. I kind of feel bad, but not really. I said if she really couldn't find anyone, then I'd do it. But she never called, so I guess she got someone to do it. Although I am covering for her on Thursday from 4-10 pm. then iw ork 9-midnight on Friday. Whee! More money. Meaning I can start saving for my laptop.

I should be saving money now, but hey, John Mayer live CD tomorrow, I am NOT resisting that. Although I am trying to decide between that and the Dixie Chicks' DVD, because I really want that too. But John Mayer will end up winning. Heh.

Saturday was hard. Today was a bit hard. Today would have been my grandma's 86th birthday. *sigh* I thought about it a lot today, really. It makes me sad. Two more weeks and she would have seen 86. I keep seeing music videos and hearing songs she liked, and new ones she would have liked and it upsets me. I miss her. I know she wasn't all there towards the end, but I reme,mber so much stuff from when I was growing up. I remember her cookie jar, and her paintings. I remember her old cat when she lived in Salinas. I remember I tied my shoes for the first time before we left to go visit her one year. Lots of memories lately.

Yeah, so enough rambling from me. I'm going now before I end up bawling. And the song playing on my CD player isn't helping.

And before I go, this is a GIP. Because my Keith love knows no bounds right now.