Life and Times!

I want to write letters.  I remember when I was younger I lived in an apartment and a girl across the hall's mail would get put in my box accidently.  They were always beautiful, colorful, drawn, splattered, and love made envelopes.  I want to write letters like that and get letters like that.  Want to?

So, I worked a stupidly long day today.  But I have tomorrow off so thank the gods.

I went to Yosemite a few days before three people were swept away by a waterfall.  Yosemite felt like an amusement park.  I really didn't like it.  Its amazinging beautiful, but also something else.  I felt bad for the animals, the deer getting fed bread by fat little children.

My boyfriend turns 27 tomorrow.

Amy Winehouse died yesterday, along with a local guy with addiction issues in my hometown.  It hurts my heart, but also I hope these souls find power and peace in their next venture in time and space.

Times are weird and if I have to deal with one more fucking customer that doesn't know what size coffee they want after waiting in line for a half hour, something will happen to me.  For better or worse.