Head Over Feet

Arizona is so beautiful today. I open the blinds, I run down the bright streets, I smile, I smile, I smile, hello cactus! Hello little city! I sit on my front porch. I wear my bikini top. I read pages of theory. I smile, I smile, I smile. The sun blocks out my brain--which is a good thing.

I make huge salads for me and Ro. Working through the giant bag of spinach I got at the farmer's market for three dollars. We used the strawberries I bought with Shells last night. The grocery store on Friday night. I sipped a vanilla latte and we sang Alanis Morrisette in preparation for Bug's 21st blow-out. And don't be alarmed if I fa-all. I found a hula-hoop on the wall of the dance floor. I hooped in the backyard while Shells' phone timed me, and people kept walking close to me to talk, and I would have to shoo them away. All the colors of lights. Dots of lights on everybody's dancing bodies.

Photobomb by Lowsta.

You ask how my day was.

The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Last night much of the theatre cohort went out for Simba's birthday. We closed down the bar talking about SO MUCH THEATRE STUFF while Simba shamelessly flirted with the waiter and drank so many martinis he started doing the sign language to "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" for no particular reason. I was so tired at the end of everything that the only thing I could do on the ride home was eat my boxed half-salad. Lunch today was pretzels. Oops on the premature leftover consumption.

I had just enough alertness to write in my gratitude notebook or brush my teeth before passing out.

I woke up tasting goat cheese.

But the real news is that I start my new part-time job tomorrow! Working at a sandwich shop down the block! What up free avocado/provolone melts? Here's hoping.

In the village, the peaceful village, the lion sleeps tonight.