eight kids packed in a sedan with forties and cigarettes is not a bad way to start off the weekend. after spending the afternoon lolly gagging around kirkland with brita and gio exchanging all our embarrassing junior high drinking experiences it seemed really appropriate to be doing something sassy like that. i really wish i had been able to see japanther, but sneaking into the booty cave and getting a stamp on my wrist was an achievement in itself. its nice how the mix of happiness and alcohol can put you into this euphoric social state of mind. limitless opportunity and all that jazz. embarrassment goes out the window for the time being and no one is afraid to dance or tell silly stories and secrets. not getting carded at a convenience shop made me feel ridiculously empowered and watching friends pee on the side of buildings gave me the odd want to hug everyone which was extremely illogical in retrospect.party at maggies #2 was endearing to say the least. six person dance parties can either suck or rule and this one happened to extremely satisfying, almost as much as dancing around my old bedroom to alanis morrisette friday morning screaming "i’m a bitch i’m a lover, i ’m a child i’m a mother i’m a sinner i’m a saint, i do not feel ashamed, i’m your hell i’m your dream, i’m nothing in between..." but not quite.
i woke up at 8:18 this morning and realized i had to be at my first day of my new job at cafe soleil in 12 minutes. thank god for kirtsen who drove me to work and got me there on time only then to apparently get kicked out of my apartment by my somewhat upset sister who due to the shenanigans of friday night not didnt get much sleep. but i have to say even with a bad hangover, my first day was awesome. it's strange how much more fun working can be when its not sucking the life and soul out of your moral. i had a conversation with a co-worker about how i'd been apprehensive about how i'd be at waiting tables that ended with the conclusion that the initial discomfort i feel with most decisions and commitments has held me back from acting upon a lot of things that would most likely be great experiences and that would probably make me really happy.
so while walking home from my new job i had a big grin on my face and a skip in my step. things have really been looking up lately and its good to know at times the pieces do fall into place. so heres to not being afraid of taking risks for what you want, im a firm believer that everything works itself out in the end, but i also think it's time to stop talking myself out of what i actually want to do for fear of discomfort or complications.
friday was a really good day for friends and conversation. its only saturday, im off for pho and friends.
love,
maggie
