Beyond belief or realization. Usually my Tuesday suck really big, so it was a really nice change. I have tickets to go see Cloud Cult at UW-Stout next Monday but I can't find anyone to take my shift from me at work. Tonight is pretty much my last shot, so I'm going to probably straight up beg everyone working tonight or see if anyone will possibly take even half my shift because I work until nine and the show starts at eight.
Sure, there's an opening band, so maybe even when I get off work at nine I'll still be able to catch them. It takes twenty minutes to go to UW-Stout though, so I'd arrive at 9:20? Probably miss part of the show, but I guess anything is better than absolutely nothing.
I hope David actually can come because otherwise there's no way I'll be able to go. I'm really excited because hopefully he'll be done with his math then too. And if he comes up he's lending me his twelve string guitar. I miss guitars bad. I wish it was just a regular one because the twelve strings kinda freak me out sometimes but hey, beggars can't be choosers.
I'm listening to The Trapeze Swinger by Iron & Wine, mentally readying myself to go down to lower campus with a book and stop by and turn in my study abroad application, perhaps buy myself a cup of tea and then possibly go read and relax in one of the lounge rooms and then go to art class where we're working on watercolor paintings. I'm painting this skyline of Saint Paul and the Mississippi River down by Harriet Island from a picture my mom took. Minnesota is so beautiful.
It is absolutely wild to think that next year, I could(will?) be in Costa Rica. In case you were wondering, world, that's why I have a huge smile walking up and down the hill in the sleet when the rest of you are all frowny and shivery.
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