[...] kind of day

Today is a Mewithoutyou kind of day. Yesterday was a Postal Service kind of day. That's just how it works out I guess.

My nose was cold this morning, which indicated the first signs of winter. I got excited at first, until I remembered that I dislike it greatly when my nose gets cold. It happens quite frequently in the winter as I have my fathers nose, which means it's not what you would call tiny. It's not huge, yet not petite, so it sticks out farther and gets cold more easily. I've come to accept and appreciate my nose.

Bullet to Binary is playing in the background. I'm bittersweet about it because I love watching Aaron Wiese sing, but know that I can't go to the show on Monday because number 1, it's in Phoenix, and number 2, I have Younglife. Jesus brings a ray of sunshine to my life, so I can't complain about having other more important things to do with my time on Monday. I just wish the show weren't on Monday...in Phoenix. My violin in playing I know...

I cannot get over Vedera. They soothe my soul. I can't explain it. I just keep listening to them over and over and over again.

I've come to realize I don't spend enough quality time with my friends, and I miss them. A half hour for coffee every other week just isn't cutting it for me. I need relationship. I need conversation. I need roadtrips and midnight picnics. I need contagious laughter and twinkies. I need pizza and beer. I need cheesy kareoke songs and 2am burrito runs. Now replace need with want. I'm too busy. This must change...sooner rather than later.