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12 de junio del 2001 I used to have quiet weekends where I'd catch up on my chores at home, or do some reading, or surf around on the internet or just take long walks around the neighborhood soaking in the sun and the culture. Or I'd even go out to all the cool bookstores, leisurely wasting time away. I even used to have a gym schedule stuck on my fridge and I'd pretty much follow it through. Ahhh, the days of yesteryear. They were great. They were so relaxing. They energized me. I had time to be girlie, too. You know, do the manicure/pedicure/face mask thing. *sigh* Lately though things have been anything but relaxing. I mean, I love my new life but sometimes I just want to have a whole day where I can be Slugina McLazy... know what I mean? I want to not have to worry about the band's practice or schedule or gigs. I want to not have to worry about new shows I'm supposed to be at as either a liason or a photographer or a manager. I want to have time to organize my room. I want to have time to finish up a website I've been working on forever. I want to have time to write a letter to my sisters, my brother and friends. I want to have time to sleep more than a few hours every night. But I don't want to stop working with the band. I don't want to give up those late night talks with my friends over a beer and wings. I don't want to give up on meeting new people and possible new job leads at the shows I'm at. I don't want to give up being with the band at practice and then at a bar afterwards. I don't want to give up all the new friends I've made even though it means sacrificing my sleep. So what do I want? I want more hours in the day. I want to work less hours at my 'real' job. I want to be able to finish up my work and get out of here in time to feel the sun on my face. I want to not feel like I'm wasting my time if I'm doing something like laundry or washing dishes or writing poetry. I want to have time to write my thoughts/ideas/words down before I forget them. I want to ..... eh... Anyway, back to reality. My mom's arriving today from Texas. She said "I can't wait to get there because the humidity down here is killing me." Hee! I didn't want to disappoint her over the phone and tell her we have the same summers here that we do there. Humidity central. It's going to be an interesting three weeks while she's here. If I don't update it's either because we're having a good time and things are going well or the total opposite. Hmmm. Last night's thunderstorm could be an indication of things to come, no? Wish me well, my peeps! In other news: Party @ my house this weekend (sending my mother off to my aunt's house...woo!) Wanna come? Let me know!
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�2000, 2001 by Luz
