The way things work out

Okay so I didn't quit my job...but I can talk big right? Instead I told him about my Cali plans and with a sigh he said "I knew this day would come, you're too young and too big for Norwalk right now." Then he continued to compliment me and say how awesome I was...and I'm sorry but I can't leave a job like that. There is maybe one in a million times when your boss is truly just an amazing person, and I can't give it up. I mean, I AM really good at being a receptionist...I basically just be me and get paid for it. Short of a six-figure salary it is perfect for now. Also, if my boss could potentially be any cooler, he offered to check and see if he had any associates in the San Diego area that could hook me up with a job. How bad ass is that? His karma meter is seriously kicking up the scale, if he doesn't have a booming amazing practice in the next 6 months I won't be surprised if he wins the lottery.

I will, however, continue to work with him AND pick up two or three more nights a week at Bravo. Who needs sleep? I genuinely enjoy being too busy to spend my money. I am halfway to my savings goal before I move :)!! Go me! Soon I'll be packing up the Focus and hitting the road! I can only hope at some point in my trip I'll be on a coastal mountain road with inspirational music in the background to complete this movie that is my life.

Right now news: I'm eating my second bowl of home made mac and cheese. I am bursting out of my skin I'm so full, but DAMN do I make some good mac and cheese...it is a talent that will take me far in life I'm sure.

Last night I discovered Matisyahu...an artist that is SO amazing he has already topped my favorite list. How did I not know about this before? Reggae music is the beat of my life. He played a concert in Des Moines last night that can only be rivaled by the SOJA concert in Hawaii. The vibes were there, the feeling was there, I abandoned all care and danced how I wanted, it was truly a moment of bliss. Also, my brother talked me (almost) into getting dreads...because I plan to dye my hair even more blonde than it already is, and blonde dreads would be awesome and crazy and fun! Hair grows, might as well do it before I get old! I don't have any reason not too, I don't think San Diego business owners are as anti-dreads as some Iowans. Maybe I'm stereotyping.

Last night I also was that girl again. I wonder what type of reaction people would have if I stopped drinking. I wonder if my curiosity could potentially outweigh my love of conviviality. Care to take a vote?

Okay, I officially cannot eat anymore. I might explode and it would be like those Kraft commercials. A giant spout of cheese would just come out of my stomach. And sure I'd be dead, but you have to admit that it would be pretty cool. It's the way I would want to go, so any crazy murderers out there take note. Force me to eat mac and cheese until I explode. But not yet, there are too many exciting things happening. Wait until I'm 100.

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PeaceOut

Iowa is passive aggressive

It is getting COLD outside...I am not at all prepared. You'd think spending your whole life in a place where life hibernates for over half the year would make you used to it, but I am not. I want to be warm always.

Anyways, I got a "real" job about a month ago, and I have to be honest...I am going to go back to serving full time. The money is better, and I feel useful, and I don't know. I just don't think this whole 9-5 thing is for me. Maybe it will be if I find a job where I can actually use what I know because right now I'm doing a job easier than the one I had when I was 16. But leaving will be hard because my boss is awesome, chiropractic is awesome, and all in all it isn't a bad job. I just don't think I'm cut out to be a receptionist. This led me to thinking about all my jobs in the past. It is always so much easier to quit when the boss was mean or you were getting the shaft but when there is no reason other than "I don't feel like doing this anymore" it gets harder. Doing what you want isn't easy sometimes, but someone has to be the princess.

For the last however long it's been since I've "blogged" I have managed to bring J-Train back home to Des Moines. Without my partner in drunk I have become "that girl" a few times but I'll own it because, well, I'm used to it. I've had some fun, I've done some things, and I've lived my life but a rut forms fast when I'm here so I've got to get moving.

Plans have been (close to) finalized for my next venture out into the world. First things first, I'm heading back to Cali the 6-9th of November and it couldn't come any sooner!! Maria decided that celebrating her 21st in the cold wasn't ideal and I completely agree, so we decided to fly out for the weekend and get some much needed sunshine. While we're there and starting after that we are getting in touch with friends and looking for jobs and apartment searching because after the holidays this girl is moving out to San Diego! The plan isn't perfect. I'm not doing it the best or smartest or most common way. But I'm going. My dad told me that I have a habit of making snap decisions and plowing headfirst into whatever I'm doing without looking up and around and seeing the other ways. I agree. Maybe it's a personality flaw, but it's me, and I'm happy....and in less than 3 months I'm going to be soaking up sunshine and making choices and living. That is all that matters :)