Where did fall go??

I say this every year, and every year it never changes, but, where are my nice cool fall days???

I swear we go straight from 85 degrees to 35 degrees. It's currently 37 degrees out. I refuse to turn on the heat though. Or buy a winter coat, apparently. I need to do both those things at some point, but I guess I'm not ready to accept that winter is coming.

What's really odd is that winter is my second favorite time of year. Fall being number. This is of course based on weather. Other matters make spring and summer winners (baseball!!!!)

Oh well, the sooner winter comes, the sooner spring comes and the sooner baseball starts again. :)

I know

I know what today is..... but I don't care.

'Nough said.

I wish

I wish I had something more important to post right now, but I don't. I am laying on the living room floor, stretched out in front of my laptop and watching "You've Got Mail" and contemplating the future. There are a lot of things I want for my future, but I am here, living at this moment and wondering just how I can get from here to there. It will take work, determination and the kind of motivation that I have not had in a long time. Can I do this? Yes, I have no doubts. Will it be easy? I hope not, because what would I gain from taking the easy road? I have taken the easy way all of my life so far, and it hasn't yet lead me to where I want to be.

I am turning into a hopeless romantic and perpetual dreamer. It is chilly here right now, about 46 degrees outside and I have the windows open. The breeze through the living room is quite chilling but I don't want to let go of the fresh air. I am happy that I live somewhere that allows me to enjoy so much of this wonderful fresh air.

My days seem to revolve around simple things. Wake up around 9, check my email and then hit the shower. Somedays I go out for a walk around the neighborhood and other days I stay home and browse the web. I should really use my free time to be writing and planning for the future. I wait impatiently for the mail to come around 3:30 and then watch Dr. Phil at 4. C-bob gets home around 5:15 and I only mention this because it is just another time mark in my day. The guy downstairs comes home anywhere from around 2 and around 4. I also know that he leaves by 6AM, or at least he used to, every morning. He rides his bike and parks it in the garage. I notice things about people and I just can't help it.

I usually spend my evenings chatting with people and playing online games. I'm actually already tired of online games again and when I come online, I wonder what in the world I am doing there. I have been looking a personal ads more but sometimes I find it depressing because I don't really know what I am trying to accomplish. I would like to meet someone, to go on dates again and to become a part of someone else's life.

We all have life goals and I think we all know, on some level, what we want to do with our lives. The biggest problem of all is to go from who we are now to who we want to be.

So overall, this is another long day of nothing. The mail should be coming soon. I don't know why I love the mail so much given that I hardly get anything except bills. I think it's more the possibility of what might be there that interests me. I have felt this way about mail for a long time, ever since I got my first thing in the mail, I'm sure. I should find a place to get penpals, that would be really cool. Anyone want a real mail penpal? Just email me your address and I will write you. abohling@quarkstar.com

Baseball

I am going to play baseball. You just wait and see. I will do it.

Ugh

So I went for my regular afternoon walk though my neighborhood, which is a mix of older people and college students, for the most part. Usually my walk is enjoyable and uneventful, which is nice. Only not so much today.

I was a few blocks from home when this guy started making noise towards me. I kind of looked, thinking he was just being noisy. But then he says to me "Hey lady." and I was like "hey" back, without stopping. He starts walking towards me and is being really weird. Then he was like, "Where are you going?" and I didn't respond. Then he asks "Can I walk with you?" (mind you, this was not in a manner of someone that just wanted a new friend) and I simply said "No Thank You." and kept walking. He was like, "No thank you??" and started yelling things at me. I don't know what he said because I picked up speed and didn't look back. I got home through some evasive methods but I don't think he followed me past where he started talking to me.

Ugh, it was a bit freaky for a minute there, but I decided to just stand my own and keep going. There were other people outside up the street too, so that help with my confidence.

Although nothing happened and I will move on with life, it still leaves me a bit shaken. Why is it for all the nice people in the world, I tend to run into a lot of scary jerks?

Hola

Well it's been rather uneventful morning so far, I'm not going to complain.

Last night I went to this Halloween party that Nate's band, Jive Pistol, was playing, and it was interesting. I had agreed to go to help them out with selling CDs because Kelly couldn't make it. But Kelly ended up being there, which was cool because then I had someone to talk to and what not. The party was a bunch of 18-20 year olds and it was just as it sounds. I didn't know anybody but Nate and Kelly but I did finally get to hear the band play live, so that was a plus.

I didn't try to hang out and be cool though, so I'm proud of that. I just stood around and watched and realized that I'm no longer in that age group. It really wasn't that disappointing for me because I feel satisfied with where I am in life right now. I did end up being followed around by a kitten part of the evening. It was really cute and fuzzy, and not mean to me like most cats are.

On another note, Happy Belated Birthday to Shuper!! You roxor!
AND... Happy Belated Birthday to MERC!! WOOT! MercX sends his well wishes.

Power

So I'm laying in bed, snoozing away to the soft gentle sound of my computer in the background this morning, when *snap*, everything goes silent. Of course, this woke me up and I laid there for a second trying to figure out what had happened. Just your regular, everyday, ordinary power outage. Luckily for me it was really short, a matter of minutes really, but long enough for me to contemplate what I was going to do. Hopefully that was a one time thing because otherwise, it could get really annoying.

The craziest part though? The power comes back on, I turn to look at the clock (I was out of bed by this time) and what time is it? 9AM. 9AM! *shudder* (see last post)