Things I Love Thursday - Sleep

I couldn't find my lovepig file. Make do with a little love bomb instead.

HEIGH HO PALS, It's Things I Love Thursday!

I'm going to bed soon, because I'm exhausted by this whole week, and it isn't even tomorrow yet! Tomorrow is going to be a JAM PACKED day full of fun and ladies and laughing and glitter and lights and maybe even booze... and also a WHOLE LOTTA WORK because that's what it takes to get your party on. You put in the hours, and it pays off in spades. 

Is that phrase a poker thing? I don't play poker. My emotions are too obvious. 

What turns your crank this week (Oooer! Too far?)(Please don't turn your crank too far it's not safe)

(Oh my god)

I LOVE:

♥ My new haircut!! ♥

Like a Queen, obviously

It's basically the same as my old haircut, but with the bad ends off. I went to a new salon, just for curly hair, and they knew exactly what to do. They also SHOWED ME exactly what to do to get the look I wanted, the healthiest hair, and all at the level of work that I am willing to put into a hairdo (zero effort). Bliss! My years of hunting for a stylist have ENDED!! Curls without frizz, a look without having work at it -- I'm in love!!

Simply thrilled!

MORE GREAT STUFF:

♥ People who bring me chocolate when I complain about not having any. ♥ 

Pretty much the best ever, after the whole hair thing.

♥ The "You got this" squeeze from someone, when I totally got this ♥

Usually I haaaaate being touched randomly by people -- when folks put their hand on your arm as they're talking to you, or touch your shoulder... it makes me nuts. I actually ♥love♥ being touched but I hate it when it's so... general? Don't touch me, lady I barely know. Get your hand off my arm, dude who is asking me some inane question. Take your light and tepid touch the hell away from me unless you know I want it, and trust me, I probably don't.

Touch me to tell me something. Tell me I got this with a squeeze on my arm. Let me know you're passing behind me and I shouldn't back up by nudging my back. High five me because we're both awesome. Hug me goodbye. Tell me stuff when you touch me. Friendly stuff, safety stuff, sexy stuff, sad stuff, all of that stuff you have to say. 

♥ Stage Lights ♥ 

Can you say... power? 

I got to make all the colors work. I decide the colors. I make the colors. SO FUN!!

♥ Quality time with my family and favorite people. ♥ 

Playing games and talking isn't something I get to do very often with my family, and I'm thankful for every time it happens. 

♥  L'Occitane perfumes ♥ 

SWOON, I can't get over how great these smell!!

♥ TRAVEL!! ♥ 

I've got three trips coming up: to Boston, to Milwaukee, and to JAPAN!!! So thrilled to be packing my bags and rocking off to see amazing people and beautiful places in the world!! Each trip, I'm either traveling with someone awesome (Hello road trip!!) or going to see someone super rad... in some cases, both!!! I feel very lucky and blessed to be able to travel around, and I don't want to waste a second of it. 

SOUND OFF! 

How are you guys doing?

Happy I hope!!

Current bookish update, Emergency preparedness

Hello pals, what seems to be happening today? It's Friday -- an actual Friday for me, not to brag, but I did get the weekend off. I have most EXCELLENT plans with my dear darling pal Jennie tomorrow, and then some business and food and maybe even pals on Sunday.

Unfortunately, I also have an extraordinary amount of school work to accomplish. For example, a 2500-word paper for Tuesday. Which I have not really started. That's a bit demoralizing, although I can't complain on too much, because it's my own fault for not having it all taken care of weeks ago. And I have three additional books to finish before that class. I'm really enjoying the first one I'm reading, but I think that sadly the time has come to stop enjoying, and just start plowing on through.

This is on top of the fact that it is spring, and I have things I want to do outside, like making raised garden beds.

No. As soon as I finish this post I'm going to get cracking on that paper...

...anyway...

Required reading for school is Pretty Good White Boy, Sex and Violence, Chasing Shadows, and Fat Boy Vs. The Cheerleaders. I also checked out Digital Boy, which we had talked about in class.

...but what I really want to read is Are These My Basoomas I See Before Me, which is the tenth and final Confessions of Georgia Nicholson book, which is sort of a teen-age version of Bridget Jones. I would take a picture, but I left the library copy in the car, and I can't find my copy of Angus Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging, the first book in the series.

I can't quite explain why I love the Angus series (as it is always known in my head, rather than the Georgia series) so much. It's very... young, I guess. I keep forgetting that the main character is 14 at the beginning. I realized in book... 8? 9? that the whole thing has only been happening over a series of MONTHS, which is bonkers considering how much happens (or doesn't happen), and how totally so-called-life-changing and dramatic it all is. I suppose that's how it was when I was young too... that the space of a few months could be sooooo long and drama-filled?

I don't really remember that much, hahaha.

At any rate, that's what I want to be reading now. It's not too often that I reach the end of a series (other than those endless, completely interchangeable distopian trilogies that are everywhere these days) and it's a little bit sad feeling... especially because the series has really kept my emotions and my interest involved the whole time. When Angus got hit by a car in book 8 or 9, I cried.

Meanwhile, in the Mary Russell/Sherlock Holmes series, if you suddenly announced to me that the next book was going to be the last, I don't think I'd be particularly bothered that much? Having lost interest & emotional involvement several books ago...

Meanwhile, knowing that Pat Rothfuss's next book is going to be his last in his giant epic trilogy (not distopian future, in case you were wondering) gives me time to emotionally prepare for it, and expect for things to wrap up...

Meanwhile, back in Angus, I picked up the next book in line not realizing  that it was the last one. Not until I read the forward note. How sad!! I suppose I'll have to go back and read them all again in a year or so...

...do you guys feel this book melancholy??

Anyway, the reason I can't show you a picture of it is because it's in my car, and I don't feel like going outside. And the reason it's in my car is because I was out and about on a whole bunch of errands and friend-things last night, and having a book in my car is part of my Emergency Preparedness Kit. I had a period of my life when I was carting multiple bags back and forth, going to work and school and doing shows, and it was imperative that each of those bags had a book in it.
Now, almost every time I leave the house, I make sure that I have the following in my car:

• phone charger
• book
• another book
• probably another book just in case
• spare underwear
• spare work clothes, nametag, knife
• toothbrush (it just lives in my glove compartment actually)
• spare shoes, different style than the shoes I am currently wearing
• waterbottle full of water

In the winter, a spare jacket, snowpants, and hat are added to that mix. 

The other day I was talking to my excellent friend Michael about what we would save if there was a fire, because let's face it, unless your room is the room that is actively on fire, you are a silly human and will probably grab something on your way out the door. Hopefully it is your cell phone so you can call the fire department. 

I'd save the photos next to my bed, because they are easy to grab, and because I put important photos next to my bed. I keep thinking "You really ought to digitize your old photos" but since I always have this thought right before bed, I never end up doing it in the morning. That'll be a project for April and May I think? Please nobody burn down my house before then. 

The other thing I think I'd want to save is my journals. Everything else, even my rare books and my collections, are just things... journals are things too, but they are by far the most unique things I have in my possession. I don't know how valuable they are, since they're just wittering on about mundane stuff in my life, and I don't think anyone in the future would really care about them, and it's not like I'd ever go back and re-read them... but they are indeed a piece of me. 

I'd save my doll, Molly, and my cats, who I hope would run anyway. 

I'm feeling a bit maudlin now. Everyone take care out there. Write in your journal. Hug your animal friend. Pat your plants. High-five that guy who annoys you.