it is 2:05 am and i blame you for keeping me up. yes you. look at yourself and say "cyndi blames me". i blame you because i can and because some of you actually do keep me up until these crazizzy hours. you know exactly who you are.
i figured i might as well pay my old faithful readers a visit since i haven't written anything since the review of the ro-cha-cha road trip. i'm going on yes another road trip... yes, for mraz. i'll be seeing him three times in six days and if i really don't care about my job by the time it rolls around, i'll be flying to florida too. i'm going to see him in west virginia and in pennsylvania. i am quite excited, but not so much for the shows. i get to see all of the rkoper's again... not all, but many. kitkat, emy, sara and many that i have yet to meet, like charlene, tommy, becky, jenn, steph, cate and more i'm sure. jenny is coming with me too and we're tagging along with shari this time, we're also taking kitkat in the car that i affectionately refer to the mrazie-mobile. this road trip has a title and a slogan/motto as well. it's called the big bang and our slogan/motto is sex will happen. all this jazz is going down from 11/19 to 11/24. if florida happens, i'll come back home and then take off shortly after to head down south to partay it up more. i really want to go to florida... i'll truly be living the mraz fan lifestyle. we go broke for mraz. damn him.
besides my constant joy for this pa party, jenny is keeping me awake too. we're not as happy go-lucky as we used to be. i suppose it's just a funk we're in... well a funk that she's in. i'm still my old self, but something's bugging her and i don't know what. i want her to tell me these things, so i know how to help her. i hate when she gets like this... it bums me out because i can't help her. and she's not looking forward to sunday moaning in 6 bloody days. sunday moaning is her day... she has to be happy. what the fuck am i supposed to do if she's not? i hope i can cheer her up before then.
halloween is coming up pretty soon. this friday. i was originally going to be mraz, but because i am so in love with john... still, i don't want to be mraz. i suppose i'll still be him though... i already have mraz attacks written on my jeans. and it'll be comfy to be him... yeah i'll be mraz. i'm into that shit.
last year at this time, i'd be complaining about school and bleeding blue and white. this year i'm complaining about work and what's hockey? i haven't been paying much attention to hockey this season... i have yet to watch a full game still. i'm not worried though... i'm not even thinking about hockey anymore. i have a much more expensive hobby... going broke for mraz. and i like it.
well, i didn't expect this to be this long. there is so much i want to say, especially about charlene and my new loverboys, joe firstman and teitur. that can wait until another day... perhaps later on today... after i shut my eyes for more than a millisecond.
cyndi need sleep. sleep is good. mmm... sleep... *drools*
xo - cyndi
and i can't seem to find
the quiet inside of my mind