The Weekend.

So it's Friday morning. I am sitting at my teeny tiny white desk and completely putting off getting ready for the day. Normally weekends signify one thing to me: WORK WORK WORK. With my class schedule, the only way to stay afloat is to work Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays all day - damn money! Why does everything come back to money? ANYWHO, this weekend is different. I was able to swing having Saturday off so I can accompany the boy to Steven's Point, meet up with some of his friends from college, and simply relax before the last two weeks of the semester overrule my life. It should be a good time. Apparently everyone piles into a bus, gets carted off to some bar called Rusty's on the edge of town, where they procede to spend the day drinking and listening to music with friends. What's bad about that? Afternoon cocktails are always a good time if you ask me.

Before I can leave on said fun trip, I have to endure today's shift and pack before hand so we do not have to stop back by my apartment before leaving. Now if I could only get motivated. Packing for even a weekend trip is always such a pain in the booty. Especially at this time of year when the weather pretty much does Whatever The Heck It Wants. Will it rain? Will it be hot? I don't know - so clearly, I'll overpack and look like a very high maintenance gal in the process. But I can't help it if those shoes don't go with that skirt so I must bring the jeans and the tennis shoes just in case, right?


I'm getting closer to finishing "The Bell Jar." I am planning to bring it on the trip this weekend and finish it in the car. I love reading in the car. I used to do it on every trip we took when I was a kid. After I finish that I have a list growing of things I want to read over the summer. So far the list is as follows:

1. Sylvia Plath's Unabridged Journals (Started it a while ago but gave up during the school year)
2. Jane Smiley "The Age of Grief" (A rec. from my favorite professor who said it'll remind me that marriage and children aren't everything)
3. Lee Smith "Mrs. Darcy and the Blue-Eyed Stranger" (Found this rec. on my favorite author, Sarah Dessen's blog - Apparently Smith was her mentor so I'm incredibly intrigued)

I'm sure I'll continue to add more books to this as summer approaches. I can't seem to get enough of reading lately. When I was a kid, I went through a Read-Everything-Near-Me stage and it seems that I've relapsed. I think this has something to do with my sudden desire to write write write write write. Maybe I outta bring a notebook this weekend in case inspiration strikes... Then again, that might look extremely neurotic. But I digress.

I will leave this post with a few things I am enjoying this morning:
1. Dark Purple Nail Polish. I haven't had my nails painted in a long time. I feel a bit fancy and yet emo at the same time.
2. Missy Higgin's "Night Minds" on Pandora. I don't know how Pandora does it, but it always finds a song that completely envelopes me at the right time. Rarely do I feel disappointed by Pandora.
3. Skinny Vanilla Latte creamer in my coffee. Mmmmm. Thank you International Delight. You are quite Delightful.

Have a wonderful weekend!