So I'm a huge dork. The dream is for someday to get the boyfriend to dress up as Clark Kent and I can go as Lois Lane for Halloween. I am freaking into the comic book movies (Avengers this summer, I just might die) and comic book lore in general (except for Batman, but that's a story for another blog.) I can't remember what the context was, but there's a time when Superman mentions that he would rather be in Philadelphia.
Right this second, I absolutely understand what The Man of Steel meant. With the way that things are right now, at this exactly time and place, I would rather be in Philadelphia. Now, granted, part of that is because currently my bestie and one of his best friends (who is also a great dude) are making the rib rub that they first created when I visited the City of Brotherly Love a few years ago. Man, that summer was ridiculous. That trip to Philly was so important and memorable for a lot of reasons, but mainly, I think it was because for the first time in my life, I felt like a 20-something (which I had just become.) I felt like someone who was in college and supposed to make a few bad decisions and do shit just because it seemed like fun. We had burgers and ribs, drank in the backyard, played wiffle ball and just LAUGHED. A lot. If I could go back to that trip, I would. So fast.
I'm frustrated at this time and place. Work is fine. The cherubs are their usual selves (with the usual exceptions) and so are the co-workers. I am lucky to have some good friends here, especially because about 6 months ago, this was a completely new place where the closest friend I had was 30 minutes away. Yet in spite of all that, there are other people who are not close enough. I miss my roommate from college like you wouldn't believe. She's my voice of reason and pretty much the better half of me. At times and places like this one, I really need her in the same place... Or at least the same time zone.
OK. Pity party over. Conferences are next week and their are grades to finish and post before noon tomorrow. I did this crazy thing this morning where I got up SUPER early and went to school at like, 6:30. I was crazy stupid productive! Maybe we'll try it again tomorrow? Our girls science club meets tomorrow and the theme is CSI! Woot! Breeding future Abbys and Sara Sidles! No... Not Sara. Katherine was WAY more of a bad ass.
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