moonjuice.

SUPER MOON!

And once again it's time for that full moon fever (thank you Mr. Petty)... That time of the month where everyone is a little crazy... Atmosphere induced PMS, if you will. If you've ever worked a customer service job or in a hospital, you know exactly what I'm talking about. The moon goes round and it's like a Crazy-Type-Person-Bat Signal goes off.

Holy menopause Batman!

I hate it when it sneaks up on me... I'll have a 2 day stretch where my own personal crazy antennae are twitching and I can't figure out why. Then I'll be walking to my car one night after work and look up and see the man in the moon waving back at me...

Saturday night was quite beautiful, actually. I was standing by the driver's side bumper of my car in my work parking lot, texting someone, and looked up because I saw a streak of lightening flow through the sky. It lit up the clouds behind the moon, making them a burnt orange color. The clouds looked smokey, as if someone had taken their thumb and smudged them across the night. The entire drive home the lightening crackled, lighting up random spots... There were other patches of clouds that looked like a mosaic of night had been superimposed over the real thing. And in the center of all of this was the moon...

Last night's was even cooler (actually Sunday night this time). It was huge and a yellowy-orange color. The clouds around it were awesome. Actually, it looked like an alligator with it's mouth around it. Or a clam with a pearl inside it. I saw both. Fucking nifty, either way.

Soo.... FINALS WEEK!

I'm not nervous since I've been busting ass all semester so that when finals got here I wouldn't have to stress about it. Which is, y'know, pretty cool. But it's actually kinda got me down too. I was into school. Yes, I'm a nerd, I know. But it made me feel accomplished. Staples doesn't do that so much. It's only for the summer though and I'm sure it'll fly by and once it starts up again in the fall I'll be wondering where my summer went. It will be nice to have some down time, I suppose. But this down time is already giving me too much time to think... Thinking is dangerous for me. (lol) I mean sure, I do it on a regular basis (more so than most people, I've come to realize) but my tendency is to over think things. I've noticed that as a reoccurring trend in intelligent folks. Yeah, I'm egotistical enough to consider myself intelligent. I've encountered wayyyy too many stupid fucking people to think otherwise. But I digress. Perhaps it's all the extra brain juice we've got flowing through our noggins that gives us that opportunity to let that other part of our mind spin & spin & spin... But I could just be speaking for myself...

I think about the future, I think about the past... I think about the past a lot, actually. And not the things you'd probably think. Or maybe you would, I don't know. (stupid dreams) And but of course, there's the present. The present isn't nearly as interesting till it becomes the past, ever noticed that?

Conclusion: Never take for granted the good things you have in your life. The minute you do, they'll be gone. instead i turned and ran....

hey, i just met you

and this is crazy

but here's my number

so call me, maybe?

courtesy; elizaveta/carly.rae.jaspen