trying to conjur enough strength to pull foggy head out of thankful ass.

***DISCLAIMER: If you are prone to fits of upchuck or resentment when people are expressing happiness while assessing a pretty charmed life, please hit the back button!!!***

I was out of town for almost a week and I am currently trying to get back into the swing of things and it is proving hard. My sleeping schedule has somehow not quite adjusted and last night was beyond challenging. So, today while prepping for this week's job, I walked and drove around town, in a complete and total fog.

However, while cruising around the good ol' interweb and daydreaming (during my self-imposed nap/downtime at home), it dawned on me that I am very happy and stoked that I...

1. am not a carbon copy in a town filled with them and people that are willing to settle over and over again for said replicas.

2. did not get what I thought I wanted on a couple of fronts, because now I know that initial disappointment has actually led to current and future happiness.

3. LOVE my job for many reasons (people, places, experiences, good stories, inspiration & freedom), despite the early hours, possible morons that may not appreciate how hard I do work, and the occassional heavy lifting.

4. will soon be reunited with the WORLD'S BEST ROOMMATE!

5. have some of the most amazing people in my life that I am more than honored to call my friends (old & new, near & far).

6. have "unlimited any messages" plan on my phone, so that I can constantly keep in touch with aforementioned radical people.

7. live in a city that has such amazing weather... it was freaking 80 degrees today, people! I ate lunch on the patio with Alex, drove with my windows down (actually had the AC on during a hot half hour on the 405), immediately opened most of the windows in my house upon my arrival home to let in some air.

8. have a maid that I will be calling next week to get the place in tip-top shape so that it will be presentable for that awesome roommate I said would be returning shortly.

9. that I live in an area that lets me walk to virtually anything my little heart desires, despite living in a city overly saturated with cars and traffic.

10. will soon be able to take advantage of some of the best insurance ever!

I have been accused...

...but I am not white. I know that may come as a shock to friends and enemies alike, but I am not and I am well aware of this fact. Don't blame me, blame my parents for moving me to the country as a 5 year old and surrounding me with white people! Well, whatever. All of that aside, I love the blog Stuff White People Like!!! It describes me and some of my white people to a perfect tee. I know, sad, but fucking true.