Trying to keep up...

I seem to go through these phases where I cannot seem to control myself with the blogging. I just need to blog constantly. Then, there are other times, like now, where I just don't feel like I have that much to say, and I am really just forcing myself to make the effort. There is something therapuetic in writing, whether I have anything to say or not like,
It was weird coming home to Federal Way from Spokane last week and saying to myself; "I live here." coming back seemed to solidify that somehow.
It's good.
I do live here. There is no desire in me to ever live in Spokane again.

So I have about finished a serious Battlestar Galactica marathon. I've been taking a bit of a break the past couple of days because I was beginning to meet people like Lee Adama, and Starbuck in my dreams at night. Oh my gosh, that totally reminds me. I had the most HORRIFYING dream the other night. Saturday I think. I went to bed early, at like 8pm. I had to work at 7 in the morning and I have just been so tired this past weekend. I don't know if it was the Thai food I ate before bed or what. =P In my dream, I was sitting around this table with some people from work. Essentially, I think they were all managers of some kind. We were at this house that overlooked a beach. There was a huge deck outside, and we were sitting on this table out there, having an indepth discussion (not neccessarily having anything to do with work) At some point, something weird was going on down on the beach, and we noticed that there were a couple of people running around down there. It was no big deal though, so we went back to our conversation. Whatever we were talking about, I was agreeing with this guy Jeff, who didn't seem to be getting his point across, and I was trying to explain in a different way, when this guy Gregory jumped in and all of a sudden started saying something random about how you don't know what kinds of battles are raging behind closed doors. It felt like some kind of a spiritual comment. I mean, like you look at a couple, and they seem happy, but behind the scenes, in their home, it is a battlefield. And then Gregory said "Wars are being fought for people's very lives."
Right at that moment, we heard a sound in the sky and we all looked up. It was like something had just come through the atmosphere, you know how some of it gets burned? It was like this really loud sizzle kind of sound, like something was singhed around the edges. It looked like a meteorite way up there, all red and glowing around the edges, and then at last, it got close enough to see and it was a person. I felt this jolt go through my body and I gasped and woke up straight away. I can't even tell you the shock and trauma I felt looking up and seeing that woman falling out of the sky. In fact, it was like 10:30 at night by this point, and I got up and went downstairs and watched part of a movie with Lance and Jeni just so I could turn the image off. *shiver*
I have no idea what on earth made me have that dream, but I haven't had a dream that freaked me out that much in....I can't even tell you how long. Weird huh?
I confess, I did go see Flags of Our Fathers that day, but so?? Movies rarely cause me to have traumatizing dreams, and it felt spiritual. Bleh.
Shake it off, shake it off!
Just thought I would randomly share that.

I had a rough couple of days at work this last week. In fact, this past couple weeks have been my most difficult to date. Still, even when it's tough there is always a nice day thrown in the middle. Some people make work more enjoyable that others.
It also really amuses me that everyone at Starbucks is on Myspace. I swear. There should be a Starbucks group for crying out loud.

Okay, I have now written a sufficiently long entry, despite starting out with nothing to say. See how that works? Very nice.
That's it for now though.

The old old days

So today was one of those mornings where I had to get up way..way too early. I worked on some projects when I got home, but eventually succombed to the temptation of the nap. During said nap I had the most odd dream. Okay, well, I guess its not that odd in the great scheme of Amanda's brain, but it was somewhat odd. I dreamed about this guy named Kris from high school who I am pretty sure I haven't talked to since graduation...Okay, it's possible I talked to him after that, but if so, I forget.
These days, its not all that weird to randomly run into somebody from high school (Hi Ryan! Oh, and hi Nickie!) but the dream just seemed very out of the blue. I just dreamed that he came to see me at Starbucks (although I think I was in Spokane at the time), and we had a nice conversation, and he told me that he lived in Renton, and something about commuting, and I told him I lived in Federal Way, and then I had to walk to another building, where we promptly ran into my grandparents. haha. Anyway. That's all the weirdness I have to report.
I know Kris does live on this side of the mountains, but that's about all I know. Not sure what dropped his face into my psychae. *shrug*
I was talking to someone today about Battlestar Galactica, since I have it on the brain. It's kind of hard not to with how many episodes I have watched in the last few days. Plus, I enjoy any geeky connection with people. haha!! It doesn't take much these days to get a sticker on my happy page.

Spokane was good, but I was glad that I got to leave again. I am going to restart the job hunt, which hasn't really been going at all lately. I mostly like my job, but there are a couple of people who seem sent to remind me that I am not a Starbucks lifer.

I know I haven't updated the ole blog here lately. There just hasn't felt like anything to say. Spent a couple of days in Spokane like I mentioned above, and now I am doing a lot of opening shifts. I definitely like opening with some people more than others. It's not like I really genuinely dislike anyone that I work with, but I for sure secretly have my favorites...because they make work workable. =P

Anyway. That's pretty much all I have to say. Maybe the title of this blog should be "Ode to Kris Kanzler" hehe.
Blessings to all.
=)

Italy

I hate shows where they blow up Rome.
Especially since I haven't been there yet and it fills me with dread that somehow I'll never get to see all those ancient treasures. =)
I love old things, what can I say?
I always did have a fascination with archaeology. =P When I was in Europe I thought briefly about going to Pompeii, but didn't do it. Someday, I hope.

I also really want to go to the Louvre. I know there are a lot of other fantastic places to go in France, but how can you not want to see all of that art?!?! I can't imagine. I love the details. =)

If little sister becomes a high school counselor, then we'll have to take a summer and go walk about. Since, obviously, she won't have to work.
It's just always putting things off into the future that bothers me...because you just never know what's going to happen, and you need to do things while you can.