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Thursday, June 21, 2007
day off numero dos

Today I had the day off (as well as yesterday). I work so much it feels wrong. I mean it feels good, but it doesn't feel right. I think this is a problem. I feel so guilty. Between BPI and the church there's always something to be done. Not to mention wedding stuff. I hope with marriage comes some sort of balance. We're definitely going to need to reorder our lives. I have the tendency to be come a workaholic. I don't want that.

Today, nothing went as planned. It wasn't bad, in fact it was good, just not as planned.

Sister woke me up early to go to Starbucks, her treat! That was nice, we sat for a bit before she went to work. Then I ran two errands, I went to the ATM and had a horrible experience I won't relay. Let's just say that one man's impatient actions made me want to turn my back on the town I love and say I hate LA. I think God's just trying to teach me something about slowing down in life. I went to CVS and picked up the prescription that furthers my ascent into adulthood (I pondered whether the right wording would be "descent" or "ascent", and I chose the glass half full description).

Natasha and I spent a good part of the day together which was rad. She was my beach buddy that I desperately needed.
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We lay out and listened to music for about an hour or so before we picked up lunch from TJs and went to Diana's work.
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Diana did her make up for the play, she did an amazing job, but it's not hard to make Tash beautiful.
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Then we rushed rushed home. So rushed home.

After that I almost forgot to pick up mom, but I did. Then I continued to rush to get to Kevin's graduation. I forgot that attending a graduation that you have not previously mapped out is a grand misadventure. I parked a huge distance away but arrived before he received his diploma and was able to scream along with the rest of the P -fam.
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(Kevin's in there somewhere)
Then I came home for dinner with John and mom before he rushed off to worship practice.

The evening has been spent in a short nap, yoga with mom, and attempted cleaning/studying. It's interesting, I don't think it's coincidence that we've been talking about relationships at LIT. I think I want to continue it out even a few more weeks. I know that I've put it off because of insecurities in my own life, but now that we're engaged, I feel a tiny bit more confident. A tiny bit. I want the best for our students, love as God intended it. That's a lofty goal, but I'm praying.

Tomorrow I'm hoping I'll be able to get off work early by going in early so I can go to Tasha's play *crosses fingers*
Alright, that means I should sleep. 5:15 will be here too soon, 5:15?!?! what is the world coming to.

Sam's graduation:
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Mr. Valedictorian is in there some where (I think behind the massive balloon pillar)

And a few photos from bowling last night:
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