last night was a good night. I went to bed at 10, the result of sleeping only five hours the night before, and had an awful dream. Woke up at 4, called JR and talked to him until 6, which I really needed to do and made me happy. Went back to sleep at 6 and slept until now (ten) and had a wonderful dream about a book Amanda Palmer and Neil Gaiman (MY FAVORITE CELEBRITY COUPLE) had written together which was part dictionary, part autobiography, part movie. Yeah, my dreams are just THAT AWESOME. and I think this one actually took the elements of the first dream--ie the house, setting, etc--but instead of a terrifying child molester and a dog there were AMANDA PALMER AND NEIL GAIMAN. my favorite people are dating I still can't get over it.
also I'M DATING. Talking to him or not talking to him, having a good conversation versus a bad conversation, can make me feel good or bad about myself for days. Today is a good day. I'm not sure if it's good or bad that my happiness is dependent? But the good days are very good days and the bad days are awful bad days.
waking up at ten am, getting ten hours of sleep, is awesome. In a while I'm going to go make eggs in a basket and then go to work and we're painting. Yesterday we did, with 2-5 year olds, fingerpaint, painting with bouncy balls (interesting), watercolors, spin painting (my station), and easel paintings (some of which turned out surprisingly good. One kid covered the entire canvas with a mixture of all colors, which looked like a abstract painting of an event done by an art student). Today we're doing it with 6-10 year olds. I'm actually excited today. Yesterday I was just tired.
Also I'm knitting a Moebius, which is BLOWING MY MIND, in the colors of my LJ theme. This might be an awful idea. We'll find out.
My brother leaves for Ichthus today. I would have liked to have gone? But going now is never going to be the same as going when I went, it will never be the same camaraderie and drama and frankly the same bands (no Relient K, no Newsboys, no Switchfoot, the three christian bands I like, and instead a bunch that I just DON'T like [Christian music goes through phases....long story]) also frankly the same weather. My Ichthus is the ichthus of bad weather, of one year of evacuations, one year of floods, one year of tornadoes, one year of snow, another year of tornadoes, and more evacuations in the middle of Relient K (boo). If I went now, it'd just be me, and Sara acting as adults around a bunch of boys from high school. And you now, that's fine if they're the soccer team, but it's the new soccer team, I didn't spend four years building bonds of trust with this soccer team and consequently it's just a bunch of people who like to kick a ball around. Thus is graduating, I suppose. I'll be working instead.
I'm really an adult now. Big change from when I started this journal almost six years ago.
Time to go make breakfast and go to work. Really super an adult now.