Can I just say right now that I'm glad it's weekend?

I'm glad it's weekend.

I could. The little Plume who could.

My legs are sore. My knee and shin are hurting. Good thing that I'm planning to do a lot of sitting. Yay. Here's to sitting, may it never be quitting.

Fortunately work wasn't too hard today. We just had to clear the hall and wash it. Not too bad. Even though I was staggering around like I was drunk. Walking around sucks. I wish I could saw off my legs. That would solve everything! No really, I'm not drunk.

There is a new woman working at the barn now. I don't know if it's permanent. She's asian. I think her name is Tam. I could be wrong. At Coffee she was sitting right across the table from me. Wearing a low cut blouse. Cleavage intimidates me. It's like the sun, I know I'm not supposed to look. But it's not fair that she gets up and leans over right in front of me dammit. I must have been blushing like a ripe tomato. I'm very polite/amazingly shy.

Later on I talked to her a little. Well, I said two-three words. She asked where I lived and what my name was. But that's probably the longest conversation I have had with a real life female in ages. I'm quite the charmer.

No news about my contract. Monday is my last day in theory. I do hope I can stay. I want to stay. Badly. I have finally gotten around to feeling safe and at ease there. I would like another 6 month period there. To keep the positivity going.

But right now I don't want to think about it. Or anything else. I want to vegetate for the weekend. Only thing I'm going to worry about is wether Denmark can beat Romania tomorrow. Hissa hussa hejsasa.

And maybe doing some mixing, aight. Music is good. It's an amazing thing. It makes me happy. Even when it makes me sad.

Don't blame me. I didn't even vote.

np: counting crows - anna begins (acoustic)