I'm feeling nice.

So, yesterday at dance I asked Mike if he'd give me a ride to J-Fizzle's afterwards and he said sure. I got to dance with him a lot which was super nice. He was in Fort Bragg for the last week and he missed a couple dance classes and he said that it was so nice there that he wanted to stay, but he came back because he knew I'd be here. He said it jokingly so I'm not putting too much stock in it, but still he said it and thats neat and exciting. I think I'm going to go sleep for the last half an hour before J-Fizzle and Doomar get back from their date night. :D Later homes.

Dance Dance Dance

Dance seems to be the only way for me to alleviate the stress I have right now. I can't go for a drive to the park to chillax on the grass and watch the clouds go by. I can't go over to a friend's house to talk it out with them in person. I'm stuck bumming rides off people, talking the over the phone (which is so not how I like to communicate, I like face-to-face), and walking to anyone's house that is close enough to mine, which is like one person and even that is over a mile. Anywho, go my life.

I'm ditching Fridays For Lunch, which I don't want to do, but I don't want to walk that far because I have a headache and my back hurts a little bit, but I'm going to take an Aleve and pray that the pain goes away in time for dance. I'm really excited for the San Francisco trip, like more than ever! The packing list just makes me all giddy and I think its kind of sad that our kids can't wear whatever colors they want because of the gang activity down there. But its what we do for the safety of others I guess.

I guess I have to walk to J-Fizzle's after dance today because I don't see any other way of getting there except for asking Mike for a ride. He's the only one there that has a car, everyone else gets dropped off or stays way after and I don't want to wait. The only way to find out is to ask now isn't it? Great. Another occasion to get my life together and get over my fear of asking people for things. I'm pretty sure if I was bleeding fatally I wouldn't ask anyone for help, I'd just kind of lie there. Maybe I shouldn't be so stubborn. I'll work on that.

I have to go, my time's almost up on the library computer.

Out like a trout.

I'm just so tired.

So this morning I apparently made a mistake by getting home at 4. My mom was pissed and my dad hasn't really said anything to me since yesterday. Scratch that last thing. He was nice to me. I don't get my parents. They lay down this super harsh punishment on me and then they're sweet as can be afterwards. What the eff?!

Anywho, I'm car-less for almost a month. So I'll be walking a lot more and driving a lot less. Consider me a moocher for the next month. Maybe it won't be so bad and walking will be good for me. Thats always a bonus right? I guess. It'll help me become more healthy, yay there's the silver lining of this situation. Glad I found one.

I'm really tired and maybe I'll have more to right about later, like tomorrow. I'm going to the library in the morning and then I might drop in on J-Fizzle or something. We'll see. I have to be creative with when I go to the library so I can be in a more central part of town. Then I won't mind walking so much. I get to see him on Friday. Thats exciting. :D Woot.

Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny

Alright. My life has been pretty good these days. I really like Tree Man from dance he's nice and when we have resistance in dance position he's strong. He's like super tall too. Crazy tree hug-liking construction worker.

I've been hanging out a lot with Morgan and Candace and Ryan and not so much with J-Fizzle. I've been trying to give them a little break. You know, just a little breathing room because for a while there I was there like almost everyday til like 11 at night and I didn't want to be intruding on their personal time, you know, while their kids are sleeping. I just feel like I should give them a little rest. Its not like I think they don't like me and I'm sure they'd never say that they don't want me around, but I feel the need to not be around sometimes. 

I made some pretty killer lemon squares on Thursday and I brought them to Fridays for Lunch and everyone there liked them. Even J-Fizzle gave them a little nibble and told me they were really good and that Summer would like love them. So I kept a few for her and she said they were really good and she ate all three of them in one day. Go you Summer...you pack it away like the lean mean lemon square eating machine that you are. :D 

Today J-Fizzle, Karen and I went down to Sac to witness the installation of our new presiding bishop for our district in the lutheranism of america. He seems to be very nice and really quite talkative. So we were watching the service for what seemed like hours and hours and it was really only like an hour and a half or some reasonable amount of time like that. Then when it was done we went to this grill place where J-Fizzle and I had tri-tip sandwiches and the best mashed potatoes I've just about ever had. They were SO tasty. Then we unloaded some boxes at Karen's mother-in-law's house and then we drove home. I was so happy to go home. Then I went to Candace's house and we watched The Little Mermaid and Sublime and we rented Lars and the Real Girl for her mom.

I'm tired and I might write more tomorrow. 

The Chico Experience and Other Thoughts.

I want to watch the Darjeeling Limited, random Bollywood films, and I really want to watch The Kite Runner again. Alright, so this is a late summary on going down to Chico with J-Fizzle and Patrick on Saturday. We went down using public transportation which was cleaner than I expected and most of the people seemed to be nice. Then we met Jonathan at this place called Sultan's Palace where we ate yummy food like gyros and lots of lamb. Then we walked to the concrete park (I don't know what its called, but its like all pavement with a highly chlorinated fountain thing) to meet some people who were grillin' up dogs for people like it was their job. The people that were there to eat reminded me a little bit of a family, like a huge extended family. People were asking others where they'd been and how they were doing and it was really nice to get a glimpse into how people like that survive. I think J-Fizzle spoke with one of the hot dog grillin' people and got some contact info so we can get to know them more and see if they're the kind of people we want to help our church do what we want to do. We're looking hippies that want to live together and I think Chico is a really good place to look for such people. Then we walked around and ended up at Powell's candy shop thing where J-Fizzle bought some space ship candy and Patrick purchased bacon and cheddar flavored crickets because he's a weirdo. J-Fizzle and I totally ate a cricket and it wasn't that bad, but every time we burped afterwards it tasted like bacon and cheddar which was an unwanted reminder of what we'd eaten. Then we rode the bus back up the hill and there was this nice little girl with her father that sat across from us. She spelled every word she could think of for us which was really nice. She was sweet. Her dad seemed nice too.

Youth group was interesting. I had a really bad headache so I didn't enjoy it very much, but I thought the Nooma was awesome and I really like Rob Bell. Go you Rob Bell. After YG Patrick, Robin, Summer, J-Fizzle and I all had Chinese food which actually really helped my headache, along with the two bottles of water I drank and two tablets of tylenol I took. Then Robin said that Jimmy was available and would be "good" for me. She's apparently decided that she's going to suggest guys that are good for me until one of them works. So far she has the D-Man and Jimmy. She's an epic wannabe matchmaker. Go you Robin! I also think I had the headache because I had gotten like 3 hours of sleep the night before. I don't suggest it. Its bad. You don't feel it at the time, but several hours later it hits you like a Mac truck. 

Dance yesterday was awesome. We learned some swing and part of the tango. Oodles of fun that class is. So after dance was over I was walking to my car and this guy thats also in my dance class comes up behind me and jokingly pushes me because I was standing in the middle of the parking lot texting Joshua and making him feel bad for not coming again. We talk about how the air is clearer than it has been for days and then I say something about keeling over (don't remember why I said that) and he says that he'll do CPR or something and I say something about swimming and he says that its really good day to go swimming. Then he says that he has softball later and gets in his car/truck/hot rod thing and asks me if I'm going to be at the next class on Friday. I say that I will be and he smiles and I get into my car and chug water like I haven't had a drink in 10 days. Go me. Heather "Smooth Talker" Rigby thats me. Eternally suave. 

Today went pretty well. I got up pretty early and watched a few cartoons and then I got sucked into this Sci-Fi tv show about monsters in the walls with razor sharp teeth and fingernails that can cut through concrete. It was crazy! Then I take a shower and go to the library to volunteer for my mom. I made a movie flyer and rolled coins with my friend Rachel. Then she and I and my mom went home where we all made dinner and watched the Simpsons. Then Rachel and I went to Dollar Scoops night at Baskin Robins where we met up with Ryan. We all had a jolly good time and I met CG from Knowvella (not sure about the spelling) and talked with J-Fizzle for a little bit. Oh! We went to Kmart to buy batteries and an Arizona iced tea and some Pringle-like things. Cheddar flavor but with no crickets. Now I'm at home and about to go to sleep because I'm tired. 

Good night.