Helloooooo!

Up top is just a picture we took on sunday night in harris.

So the wise words of my father came through. tomorrow will be a new day. and calvin's advice helped too. yesterday he told me sometimes you need to look at yourself in the mirror and just see yourself as an animal. yesterday wasn't supreme, but i know i will remember it for a long time, and when i went to look in the mirror, i thought of how wierd we look as humans! it made me feel more normal, thanks calvin!!
i woke up this morning and felt brand new, plus i found out that danielle and zack are working for the red roaster. zack is a personable, expert-pouring, ex-army new employee who i remember sitting with at alex p's over a beer, and danielle...well i think you have all seen danielle at one point or another. she's a hot, soft-spoken but blunt hippie that made the most amazing suggestions on her very first day. danielle makes me happy. and her, beth and i are going to enquire more about the markets policy on composting because we thought it was wrong to just keep throwing away old coffee grinds. we want to package them in bullet bags, and offer them free to customers to put in their garden.

So, i don't have much to say on the topic of today. Actually, i have something to say about having nothing to say. I have a problem with my inability to be articulate at the times i need to ask someone for advice. when you are frusterated, could it be termed articulatory suppression? i dunno...anyways, i wan't to be able to sit down with others and describe what's going on....and i'm finding lately i can't. this leads to a whirlwind of frusteration because i wan't to always be able to communicate with other people. if i went back to school and wanted to study other things, i would choose latin literature and ancient roman history. i want to read to dictionary sometimes and find words that can best fit the moments i have in my head and in my heart. if you are a passionate person, i feel its important you promote that through proper english, but keep your slang, because that also paints a picture to how you are feeling at ANY time. the art of passionate expression, YAYYA!...any other suggestions?

tootles
lauren.

a day for the kids

Hello, i am Lauren. i have created this blog to try having a place to post my thoughts, as suggested by a friend. so here we are, me as the author and y'all have the chance to see where im at!
Well, where i'm at can only start by describing today. me and megan found ourselves being kids...we slept in till 12, rolled our asses out of bed and hit the town to conquer it in one. we walked alot, trying to find just the right place to satisfy our growling stomachs, but tried to incorporate more into the hunt by hitting up some places we have never thought to go to. mainly bookstores (because old bookstores are the COOLEST, and creepy) but then we found the burger that is tasters. this restaurant is out of control yummy. we enjoyed our meal while talking to a friend of megans at a neighbouring perfect image. then, megan dared me to get a piercing to toughen my pansy ass up a bit (i think she thinks im too "nice" lol) and i DID IT! AHHH such an adrenaline high. the thing is, i dont really come to sensible decisions, only the ones that make my lips look cool. So i ended up buying a second for 50 dollars, but that has no potential or longevity in my life. i was thinking of that girl in social justice class that always knew how to articulate her thoughts infront of at least 40 highly passionate students. damn thats hard, but i remember thinking that the only way she was doing it was because of her super cool lip ring that paved the road to understanding, so i went and big fat copied her!
yeah no...but now i have to take it out because its not me. pretty expensive experiment.
oh well, i will probably recieve a couple of punches from megan because she wants me to stand up more, but i think ive accepted after 19 years, being humble. i know the reasons i have for myself, and my actions always decieve. so as long as this has been another experience the shear pain of your decisions in the persuit of curiosity only to learn another lesson times, im pretty a o k.

Oh, okay and so back to today. after we left the shop, megan had an urge to go to the splash pad (created by the city of london) at harris park so we decided to go. its this slab of cement that has in-ground spouts that creates large and in charge water sprays from the ground up. kids loose their mind over this shit so we decided to join the fun and try to remind ourselves what it was like if we did it too. warning, not the same time at all. half way through i realized that everyone could see through half of my clothes, and the other kids were making WAY more friends than megan or i.hahahaha, we had way too much fun though laughing at ourselves in the middle of it, and then came to the bench and watched all these amazing innocent beings loose their shit over little games they made up with their new friends they met that day. very refreshing.
it was fun. andy was our new friend. he reminded me of that andy who is 9 years old who has his own show andy. anyone? anyone? bueller? yeah. apparently he was testing out flirting or flat out didnt like us because he kept splashing us. THEN this guy that looked like willie nelson walked straight through the water pad. it was probably one of the funnier things that ive seen because me and megan also went overboard with the "what if it was actually willie" thing, and then we got ahead of ourselves with imagine scenarios, and snapped back to andy screaming at us to play tag.

We sat at the thames later on in the evening with nancy. that was a good choice. we pointed out things like half bicycle's coming out of the water, and how everything was perfect for a good while, then a dirty cup floated by us. GOO! thames. dirty. london, DO SOMETHING. Good sunday all in all.

I think every sunday should be a day where we can relax, but try to enjoy it different ways, like doing uncalled for things for 19 and 20 years of age. for me, they are all still day to day options if i didnt HAVE to work full time now and give in. in fact i wont give in quite yet. they can have my money, but not my youth! i am jealous of all the kids at the splash pad. I want my childhood back. So let's all agree to term sundays, a day for the kids. If you don't have kids, be a kid! If you have kids, take them to other kids and soak in the innocence they radiate while screaming and running at the same time ( a dynamic duo) across the field. It's all gravy. You can sit and watch and give a little to yourself. I think we need to keep in touch with the kid inside of us.
i have alot more to say on this subject. if anyone wants to add, i would love to keep talking about it!

Okay, i am le tired. i am off to dreamland, and up again to dreamworld....right? hahaha

Peace
lauren