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Showing posts with label Time Machine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Time Machine. Show all posts

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Hey, I am Writing in my Blog Space!

So winter is officially over, which means I guess I need to come out of hibernation!!! I have done some stuff, and writing it is hopefully going to make me feeling like the gears are actually moving.

I decided to travel
I quit my job
I got like 5 new jobs
I quit another job
I quit another job 
I re fell in love with my love
I had a party
I saw my brother play baseball
I got my nails done
I moved
I saw Legally Blonde the Musical
I fought the Man
I fought the Banker
I won both fights
I got my bike tires stolen
I quit coffee
I started coffee again
I had party at our new place

I am getting there! Writing it out really does make me able to feel the gradual progression. Slow, but true I am getting there.






I arrived here on a balloon and that is exactly how I intend to leave!


Sunday, February 22, 2009

QQyou QQme QQ Bubble Tea




I love Bubble Tea and I am craving it right at this very moment. In college I once went to QQ Bubble Tea four times in one day! I have only tried this fab creation in Carbondale Illinois at the famous QQ Bubble Tea, but bubble tea is so great that you got to get anywhere you can. Search it, Try it, Love it!

I love QQ and QQ loves me! QQ in my mouth and I will QQ on your... Bubble Tea you complete me! Stick with QQ and bubble tea will stick with you you. Take a sip on BT and your as sexy as JT. 

Those are some examples of the testimonials people have written on the walls of QQ Bubble Tea, but I prefer to keep it simple.

QQ+HS=<3

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Stuck in the Middle with Myself or Baby Beluga or Married to Neil Young


When I was small child I listened to a lot of Raffi. When I say a lot I mean like I wore out more than one Raffi tape and I was rock-n-rollin to Raffi until I was at least 11 years old. Ok who am I kidding I still love Raffi! I think I was embarrassed or something about music. The music I felt comfortable requesting was my kiddie music that was of course for me because, no shit, I was a kid. I have always really loved music of all types, but when was little I thought that listening to my parents music*(which I loved then and even more now) was something I had to hide. I was a weirdo I got embarrassed about a lot of stupid things from the ages 11-14!

I remember I used to sneak one of my mom's Beatles tapes, and listen to the whole thing every night as I lay "sleeping" in bed. I think back now and can't believe how strange that was, I didn't want my parents to know that I liked music or that my tastes were changing...that I was changing. I was embarrassed that I was growing up and that Raffi, though I still loved aaaples and bininis, was not cutting it anymore. Who knows maybe it was because I was the oldest, or maybe it was because even though parts of me had always been very adult other parts were so childish. I was still deathly afraid of the dark, and I would still pull the "whole I am asleep on the couch" bit so that my dad would carry me up to bed???

That was a weird time for me and I am sure I am not alone, but while other kids went through a gradual progression of weirdness into adulthood I hid those changes. I never liked New Kids on the Block, Backstreet Boys, Brittney, or NSync. I never got super big into the hip fashion trends of the 90's, nor did I run around obsessing over boys and trying to impress them. All of the stuff I was "supposed" to being doing embarrassed me because I think I always knew that stuff was "just a phase" and it would not matter when I “grew up”. I missed a lot of typical tween stuff by being an independently minded, tomboy, embarrassed first child.

I have never been one for the in-between stuff. I either wanted to be carried to bed by my dad or living in my own apartment, I either wanted to be childish or adultish. I never wanted to be in the middle and I never liked all that mucky ucky shit that comes with a transitional time (just ask my parents I was a strange and mean creature during those years). I, in a way, think that this is kind of how the post colligate 20 something years have been proving to be. I feel stuck in the middle and I do not like it at all!

I am embarrassed to say that I want to settle down, and uncomfortable partying every night. I have so many things I still want to accomplish, but I am sitting in a cubical. I am confused on what path to take, yet smart enough to know it will all work out for the best. When does it get worked out? When will it be the best? I am an old soul with a heart for adventure. I don't like to be bogged down with what I am "supposed" to be doing, it is not who I am. I am too “wise” to get fully caught up in 20 something supposed-to-be, but too chicken to fully break away and do what I want. Because though I never went to a NKOB concert, kissed a boy on the playground, owned a NSync CD, or made out at the “clubhouse” I was there and, I watched everyone get submerged in it all.

And so for now, I am once again in-between who I was and who I know I will be. I 'm here now and watching it all, but this time I am going to just have to make the best of it because stomping around and calling my mom a bitch just is not really that cool anymore (never really was)!


* These are a couple of songs I used to feel overly passionate about but too embarrassed to enjoy them with the people who introduced them to me. Great taste for an eleven year old might I add! I am not too embarrassed now... look em up, listen, enjoy for the rest of your life if not doing so already!

This Ol' House of Ours- Crosby Stills Nash and Young
Come Together- Beatles
All Along the Watch Tower- Hendrix
Bobby McGee- Janis
Yesterday- Beatles
Down by the River- Neil Young

Friday, December 12, 2008

Chi Town is Colder Than




In WWII the bomber pilots and crew were able to find humor in painting the plane's name on the side of the craft. A silly inside joke between scared boys? Yes probably, but it is neat to think that in a time where jokes were probably few and far between that these guys were able to find the time to lighten the mood with humor! Now this is something a person like me can appreciate! Though I don't know much about my grandpa's experience in the war, I like to think of him in a plane such as The Witches Tit!



This particular plane was a B-17 Thunderbird and it flew 15 missions from Feb-June of 1943 before going MIA.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Now and Then, life makes you miss the then!


This was a letter to my lovely girl friends. I have been fortunate enough to make and keep some lasting friendships, and I absolutely love each and everyone one of them!


Hi friends of mine I love you all very dearly and miss you all a lot today. I am hung over and I am at work and I hung out with two of my fav people last night and kinda wish I could rewind and do it all again and again. Life is getting jumbled and we are all getting older and wiser and braver which are all good things, but I miss the days before hangovers. I miss playing king of the raft until we are all bloody and in love with one of “the boys”. I want my mom to come here and drive me around town, cook for me, and pay my way. I miss slumber parties and Laurie’s basement. I miss my water bed and Hans and little blondie brothers. I want to ride the tandem around town, I want to swim ALL day long, I want to go to A&W, I want to be fast again and play under the lights at Westwood. Sometimes I miss the college days and Carbondale but today I miss being a kid and hanging out with my friends! When Petra puts the finishing touches on our time machine that we have been working on I am buying a pack of sparklers, putting on my swimsuit, grabbin a bag of Swedish fish, and headin back to 1995!


Love ya, -Haley