"Just Remember That Your Standing on a Planet..."

The days that make up the weeks in my life are pretty cut and paste with maybe a mad lib thrown in or two, but for the most part what happens on Monday will be very much like Tuesday and you might think this is a sign of a boring life, but it's quite the contrary - take last Thursday for example...

5:00 am : Wake up, realize my air mattress I sleep on has sprung a leak, take a shower, reluctantly eat another sandwich, same as it ever was. Sit down for about 25 minutes of music videos on VH1's jump start. Sitting and watching, and developing another category of music interest - music I like only if I can watch it from my couch. This category includes Black Eyed Peas, and almost anyone VH1 titles 'you ought know'. Along with many many others, some may move up to my 'anywhere any time' group, but most wont. Honestly I watch with the simple hope to see anything INXS will put together, because you know their new front man will be shirtless through most of it, and of course the Goo Goo Dolls, because that's the kind of music that gets you through.

6:00 am : Drag myself into my place of work, sit at a table in the lounge area for an hour, mostly reading or writing, until 7:00 rolls around and my route begins. (you would think if your route begins at 7, you could come in at 7, but they insist I'm there at 6, just incase, but not on the clock... sucks)

9:00 am : Off the bus, soon at home, soon faced with the question of weather or not to go in this afternoon like the perfect employee or call in so I can ensure my sister and I wont miss a moment of the Rodeo we were to attend that night, her first semi concert - Maroon 5 - so you can understand the concern.

10:00 am : Call in, tell them somethings come up I wont be able to make it back into town by 1:45, so that's done and the next few hours consist of washing, and ironing and styling...

3:00 pm: As I'm sitting and talking with my mother, the fish tak, the 33 gallon, filled with semi pricey fish, fish tank that sits ontop of a stand that sits on our brand new carpet springs a leak, a little leak, that because it's a seam leak, can turn into a big leak. So while my mother holds it together, trying to keep it a small leak, I lay down towels, wake my bother, and the two of us scramble to get the fish out, get the plants out, the snails and frogs out and all 33 gallons of water out, the bulk of which is done with big plastic bowls, the last half gallon sucked out by shopvac. My mom and brother then have to go to our storage space a mile or two away, retrieve our smaller back up tank, bring it back, clean it up, set it up, while I wake my sister up to get ready and my brother runs to Taco bell for food. But lets not forget in the middle of all this our two indoor kittens escape through a window that was left open during the mess, and though pretty poesy is safe in our ront yard, by kitten Bucky, so named from Get Fuzzy is 4 houses down and still going....

4:00 : We all get into the car and drop my brother off at his place of work, and my sister and I at the metro park and ride at Delmar.

7:00 pm: and $100 dollars later, $75 went straight to the cost of Tshirts. My sister and I take our seats, which were rather good seats. She wanted to get to her seat as fast as possible, not wanting to miss a moment. So here is where lack of communication and foresight take their toll. My sister loves, I mean loves cows! So needless to say the Cafe roping, the Cafe scramble, and anything that involves Cowboys and Cows (excluding the bull ridding) has my sister angry and on the edge of tears, but she refuses to leave afraid we wont be back in time for Maroon 5.

9:00 pm: (I think it was 9) Maroon 5 takes the stage... Little known fact about my time with Russell, with the exception of our first date, any time we were together in his apartment, Maroon 5's one and only cd, songs about jane would be playing. I mean the entire time we were alone at his place... So naturally there were songs that came up in the show that I haven't heard since I was last physically with Russell... so yeah there were tears. One of the only things that kept me grounded emotionally was Adam.. the front man... Adam's voice, his speaking voice, it wasn't at all like Lisel and I had expected, so that was a good laugh.

12:00 am : Finally home after a crazy Bus ride back, a readied lunch turned dinner, and I lay myself down on my patched up air mattress falling asleep only to wake up again 4 hours and 50 minutes later by my alarm clock, sunken again on a deflated mattress.