Mean ole' night owl

I am a night person.
What this means is that, no matter how much I've slept the night before or how little caffiene I've taken in, I will never feel quite as awake as I do at, say... 2am.
I can't help it.
My days and nights are all mixed up.
To all those who get smarmy little grins and say things like "When you get a REAL job, you'll learn...", No. No I won't. It's not a lack of learning, it just seems to be this biological thing. I've been like this for as long as I can remember. Nighttime feels like daytime to me.
Oh, the moon's out? Let's party. Please quit snoring.

A few new blogs I've discovered

The Frenemy
The girl's got a mouth on her, but hey, she's real, she's honest, she's not beating around any bushes. She's sassy, she's independent, she sounds like a heck of a lot of fun. While I might not share all of her views (as I happen to be a sort-of-conservative Christian), I enjoy the way in which she states them. Maybe what I'm saying is... I'd be friends with her. And I kind of wish I wrote this blog.

Skrinkering Hearts
I sort of like blogs that just tell life-stuff. I enjoy hearing other people's stories. It makes me realize that the people I pass on the sidewalk or in the mall are real people, with lives and everything. Maybe that sounds silly to you, but sometimes I forget this. And hearing stories, even average, everyday stories, reminds me- we're all just trying to survive, here.

Once Upon Stilettos
Random ideas pop into her head, she writes them. Whatver... it's just fun to read.

There's only so much effort you can put into a relationship going somewhere. Here's my problem: how much effort is "enough"? When can I throw up my hands and say "Well, I've tried!"? When does it stop being my problem, and start being the other person's?
Because... here's the thing... I feel like if this particular person wanted me in his or her life... he or she would do something to put me there. But maybe I'm wrong.

I have it good.
No- really. I have it really, really good.

My parents are here visiting me, as they do every year around Halloween.
I got to just sit and talk to them last night about life and all the things that were making me crazy... and they talked to me, prayed with me, and encouraged me. I feel relieved, lighter, and so thankful. I really have an amazing family.

My friends are also pretty awesome. I love spending time with them, or having phone/Skype dates when possible with those that are a little farther away.

It's the end of October and 66 degrees and sunny, and I love it. If it could be this warm all the time, I would be happy as a clam. I just can't get the hang of that winter stuff, despite growing up in the midwest.

I have a crazy work week this week- with three (sort of four) overnights, on top of my classes. In less than a week, I'll be putting in over 40 hours. Which stressed me out a lot, then I remembered that a) I like overnights and b) that's quite a bit of money- just in time for Christmas shopping!

So... though I'm one holiday ahead, that's some stuff I'm thankful for.

Happy Halloween.

Food For Thought

Not sure what exactly I think of everything said in this, but it certainly is interesting.

How to feed the world ? from Denis van Waerebeke on Vimeo.

A list of things that make me exceptionally happy:

- Getting exams over with
- Naps
- Coffee (and chai)
- Bacon
- Fuzzy blankets
- My roommates
- Silly pictures
- Sweatpants and sweatshirts
- Seeing items or hearing songs that have people I love associated with them





Also- Entirely unrelated thought: "Lean not on your own understanding." Just challenged the pants off me. About two seconds ago. I think I'll be realing for a while.

I always get so excited when I see that someone has posted a new blog... so I thought I'd post one, and maybe make someone else happy. I'm not sure what I have to say yet.

Last night, I worked at Banana Republic until 6 am. We put tons of stuff on sale, and it pretty much took that time to mark it all down. Which means.... Holiday stuff comes in soon! We've already got some jackets and sweaters and boots, but they are about to come in like ants at a picnic! I'm a summer person, mostly... but OH, do I love sweaters and hoodies and coffee and big, cozy comforters, and red and brown and yellow leaves... and apple cider! Fall is coming, slowly (we're scheduled for a nearly-ninety degree day this week!) but it's coming. Huzzah.

I heard a sermon the other day on the biblical view of women. He talked about the difference between what our culture tells us about ourselves versus what the Bible shows to be true, and he challenged us to fast for a week of all TV, movies, music, and magazines that project a wrong view of women. It's been really hard- I never really thought about how the television shows I watch show skewed versions of women, or how much music on the radio blasts wrong depictions of women, relationships, etc, at us.

School is back in full swing, and I'm enjoying it. I am rather ready to be done, though. Which brings up all those questions about the future. I am just as clueless about life after May as I was this summer...

Speaking of summer- I love seeing my summer roommates around campus- it makes me super happy. I just love them... AND I love my new roommates, Joy, Heather, and Meredith. They are just the cutest thing ever, and they're so sweet. I'm so blessed by the people I live with, just in encouragement and in a million different ways every day.