Not Carpooling

Dave and I began to carpool to work and I've really enjoyed the drive to and from with him. He's now out of training and his schedule has changed. The time he leaves doesn't give me enough time to get to school so for now we will drive separately on Mondays.

I'm driving home alone for the first time in two months when this song comes on the radio.



I really enjoy a good love song. It brings vision of my sweet baby and I walking on beaches and sharing a laugh in a hammock or whatever little "sweet" scenerio that you or I can think of.

Dammit, this song, like so many others, is now connected with an advertisment or a chick movie. I start singing along thinking of Dave and then I had visions of that white haired guy trying to get couples to meet up at his christian dating site.

I put in my songs about jane cd and that just brought up memories of man/boys that were not good for me and best forgetten. I do love that cd, though, its beautiful in its pain, mr adam levine.

I love you sweet dave

I was reading this site tonight about secrets. I found it interesting that many shared the same secret.

after school drive home

so this is dignified. I'm driving home and start singing to the radio and chair dancing to these lyrics.

When I first saw your man

he was really fine

He had a natural shake

it was so devine

He had a red marcadees vat it was dropped down low

good and striped with a vutchie red top and a boom in the trunk

He kissed me on my cheek and you know

thats all he got

now he calls me every night

sayin I like you alot!

Boom! I got your boyfriend

I got your man

Boom! I got your boyfriend

I got your man

Boom!I got your boyfriend

I got your man

Boom! I got your boyfriend

I got your man

I dreaded going to class and wanted to skip it since, once again, I am not studying and I guess that is not something that you want to do in a foreign language class. The word for lazy in Italiano is Pigra, when you are referring to me, which is what the professor did. I'm not embarrased by the truth. But my procrastination gene has served me well. I was miraculously able to answer her questions and the homework questions we are discussing even though I didn't do the exercises. Yes, I will get a low "B" but will I have learned anything? I can just imagine her frustration with me in Italian 102 in the spring.

its 10pm, my bed time

buona notte

Ah, the weekend before the 5 day weekend. On friday I was offered a new position at the job starting MONDAY! Which I did accept, by the way. Much better hours.

For the drive home I was very happy. I called Dave to let him know that he needs to make sure that I wake up earlier, and placed a few calls to confirm the 4th of July fun at my house on Wednesday. I also, finally plugged my ipod into my car and now have a much better soundtrack for the ride home.

I took this picture from my cell phone because Breathe Me by Sia was playing and it reminds me of the last episode of Six Feet Under when Claire drives across the country to her new life in New York as scenes are shown how each of the characters die in the future. Very moving for me since I really loved the show and cared about the characters. Dave? well, as I was tearing up a bit as most of the families ends had shown, he says,

This doesn't make sense. She hasn't even left the desert yet...

I guess that you can say that he doesn't have the same artistic outlook that I have. He is really the best guy I've ever known though. He just left the house with some friends for a night mountain bike ride. He came up to give me a kiss goodbye and I was watching Great Balls of Fire and he starting dancing, white guy twisting would be the best description.