I probably shouldn't post late at night because I'm even more crazy during late hours, but whatevs.

Story: We haven't had internet here in our lovely trailer. We also haven't had the laptop in our lovely trailer because the battery is fried (aka the computer must be plugged in to work) and our power cord is fried. Tonight we went over to D's grandma's and low and behold she had the same power cord for Grandpa's old laptop! She said that yes of course we could borrow it indefinitely. And then we found the password for her wireless! And now we have a computer (as long as it stays plugged in) and internet in the lovely trailer! Thank you Grandma!

Ok, on to the real stuff.

I like my job. I like my co-workers.

I'm terrified of getting stuck.

It's a steady paycheck, D and I both get benefits, it's a good place to work. But it's totally numbing to me.

I need theatre.

But I don't know how to get into the theatre scene here. Like seriously, no clue.

I'm terrified that if I don't go to grad school next fall, I will settle and never use my degree. Which would be like losing a part of myself. Especially because theatre is so connected to my testimony.

Yet, how am I (slash how are we) going to be able to afford grad school?

Yet, how can I (slash how can we) afford to not send me to grad school?

And we still don't have a car.

It's been a year now.

I feel like there is so much to do and no time to do it in.

But, I'm happy to have the laptop working again because I've been able to listen to The Last 5 Years tonight. So, to close on a happy note: the end.

I hate money.

I hate how much I think about it, stress about it, lose sleep over it, etc.

Someone wanna give me a million dollars?

Thought for the Day

Whatever is gonna happen is gonna happen, whether you stress about it or not.

Prepare, be the best you can be, and then let go.

Stream of Thought

Here goes nothing.

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I really like my job.

Three of us were hired at the same time. They're nice enough girls but I feel strangely threatened by them and I want to be the most awesome.

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My middle sister posted senior photos on facebook.

She's beautiful.

I'm old.

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I got a new calling. More on that when I'm actually sustained on Sunday. Sufficeth me to say that I am sufficiently freaked out.

I'm also speaking on Sunday.

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I need stuff to do when I get off work. I'm working mornings - like I'm off by 1. Suggestions are appreciated. I have limited funds but access to my in-laws stuff so...

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I miss giving hugs. And receiving hugs. I hug a lot less out here. Granted, I knew significantly fewer people. But I miss hugging.

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I'm excited to start teaching voice and piano. I want more students.

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I miss theatre like whoa.

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Lately, food is disgusting to me. I am not hungry, nothing sounds good, and I don't feel well after I eat.

I'm not pregnant.

All I want is Coke. Is that a problem?

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I was listening to a commercial in the car on the way to work and the guy in the commercial was all, "Do you walk into a room and forget why you walked in there? Do you have trouble remembering things you need to do during the day? Do you feel like your memory isn't as good as it used to be?" To all of these questions I answered, "YES!"

The announcer guy then talked about medication/counseling available to old people experiencing these problems.

I'm 23.

Ouch.

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I love watching What Not To Wear, but I always want to go out and spend money on a new wardrobe afterwards.

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I don't know what to wear to work tomorrow...

So far this week I've worn: green, purple, green again...

It's casual week so I get to wear jeans. Somehow figuring out a top is so much harder than figuring out what pants/skirt to wear.

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I think it is now time to go to bed. :)

Hair

I have trained my hair.

I used to wash my hair every day. By the end of each day, my hair was a grease ball - so totally gross. After talking to...someone female who I can't remember right now...I decided to train my hair to only need to be washed every other day. It was disgusting, but in a matter of a few weeks, my head stopped producing as much grease in a single day. I could wash my hair every other day. See, the more frequently you stimulate your scalp by, for example, washing your hair, the more grease your head produces in a short amount of time. Take away some scalp stimulation = less grease!

Currently, I wash my hair every 4 days.

It's totally awesome.

For the Record

I freaking LOVE college football!!!

And I'm proud to be a Cougar! Strange as it may sound, I wish I was in Provo tonight to celebrate BYU's win against Oklahoma!