Feeling pretty gravy

I woke up this morning, rolled out of bed, and hopped on the computer. I was completely thrilled out of my mind to hear back from a prospective roommate. I got a little feel for her personality, and she told me a little about the roomies. It sounded like a very sweet place indeed. The room is small, but I can deal with that. If this ends up working out, it will give me more motivation to dump all the junk and just bring everything up in the Honda. I gave said prospective roomie my blog, and if she is reading this, I just want to say...I reread my email to you, and sorry for all the typos and omitted words. I also realize you asked what hours I keep, and I read it as what hours do you sleep. Ooops! Sometimes, my brain doesn't want to cooperate with me. Email errors and all, it was a fantastic way to kick off my morning, and gave me that little spurt of adrenaline that I will find a rocking place to live outside of San Fran.

A girl came into my work today. She was a young, innocent looking girl. What could she possibly want? She was from a church and was selling stained glass suncatchers. I thought, "mmm...xmas presents!" So, I got the bf's mom a tiger one, and the girl was so thrilled that I bought something from her. She told me not to work too hard as she looked at the pile of canceled checks and slips piled on my desk. Way to go accounting!

K and I rocked the grammar presentation tonight, and I feel pretty darn good about it. We were dash and hyphen experts and even seemed to teach our Prof. a few new tricks. The class itself was pretty awesome tonight.

There is a half blind guy in class. He is loud and a little obnoxious, but he has grown on me. His boyfriend is the head pastry chef for a well-known bakery near me. His boyfriend takes him to class every week and hangs out until he's situated. We always have a good yap about bakery related stuff, and I love hearing about the delicious cakes he creates.

Tonight was no disappointment. He brought the class two cakes. One was a pistaccio meal tort, layered with mascarpone, whipped cream, and a pistaccio mousse. It was amazing. Another cake tantalized me with it's dark chocolate layer, topped with rich ganache. I was smitten. Then, to make the class even more surreal, a girl busted out her violin and played Pachallbel's Canon in D Major. I got teary eyed as she played it so gracefully. The music always makes me think of that scene in Ferris Bueller's Day Off, when it shows the montage of the the amazing day, and the sadness that it must come to an end. Hell, maybe I'm the only one who gets a little sad watching Ferris Bueller. The only unfortunate part of the class was when my teacher assigned us homework due in two weeks. Hello, the semester has freaking ended dude!! Oh well, what can ya do?

No gym tonight. I'm giving the body a two day break after an intense two days. Tomorrow, I'll be back at it again.

So happy with this blog. I really think writing stuff down, and getting it all out of my head, is really helping me focus more on the positive and enjoying myself a little more. The current living situation stress still exists, and I'm a weird cross-roads. But, I do have options. Option 3 presented itself to me. I have another friend who would let me park there for the next several months, but there are three adults there AND a baby. Plus they live in farm country, and it's a bit out of the way of everything. But, I do feel good in knowing that I am lucky enough to have options.