Goal 1: Start a blog and make weekly posts

The 1st goal I'm revealing:
 1. Start a blog and make one post each week


....well I had it down for the first week. I've since slacked off. I find myself going in circles about what to post.... as there are a 2340982039850239 and one things I want to say here.


Betrayal is Embarrassing:
When is the betrayal enough to warrant ejecting someone from your life? This is a question I've been pondering for the past 37 hours that I've been awake. I hope I am able to sleep tonight.... no promises.


A story...
Last night after sending a scathing email to two people I deeply care(d) for I decided the best plan of attack would be returning to my sister's dorm. I called a taxi and it was there in 5 minutes flat  (explaining where you are without an address is not fun and there wasn't any mail laying around the residence - good thing Ames is small and I'm observant). During the cab ride I unloaded the sequence of events to the poor, old driver who took pity on me and shared his (clean) handkerchief so I could dab the massive tears and mascara smears. I let him know I would need to stop at an ATM because I didn't have enough cash.  The taxi driver took me directly to my destination and insisted I let him incur the cost of the ride. Obviously, I felt terrible for this and gave him all the cash I had at the time - $6.  I thanked him, returned the hopefully not permanently stained handkercheif and exited the vehicle. Luckily, by that point, the rain had stopped.

(One reason I love small towns in Iowa is for people like that taxi driver. I had never met him before. He did not need to be nice to me - but he was. He certainly did not need to give me the ride at a discounted rate - but he did.)

When I got to my sister's dorm room I was alone and could not sleep. Debated for an hour while packing whether I should just head back to KC right then - it was about 4AM. I decided that might end badly, and also I wanted to hug Connor before I left - she was not home - so I didn't go. By then my emotions had elevated from devastation to anger and I really needed to get rid of some rage. What did I do? I danced.... for an hour.... in Connor's dorm room.... to 'Bedrock' by Young Money & Lloyd. Yep. Not moves that would make me a candidate for "Dancing With the Stars" but still an amazing stress release. I'm surprised the people who live below my sister didn't come upstairs with a shotgun.


Very Favorite Band: Tegan and Sara
--Bought my ticket for the April 2nd show in Kansas City, MO!!! I can't wait.