It's been awhile;

I just really haven't been in the writing mood lately. I've started writing something about 6000 times and I always stop because I'm bored. My week has been VERY unevenful, unless you count helping Tay kill a GIANT cockroach. Seriously, that fucker was huge.
Last night Z had a music program (ahh the days of thinking you could actually sing because your delirious music teacher told you that you had a voice like an angel.) I'm pretty sure he didn't know the words to any of the songs, but he was still cute. They sang "It's a small world" & Z got to wave a Canadian flag, which he thought made him a bad ass. I've never noticed it, but he is really small compared to other 3rd graders. They stuck him in the middle & I couldn't see him most of the time because the girl in front of him had the biggest head I've ever seen.

Z & his friend, Gabe.

A strange man just knocked on my door and asked me if I was happy with my paper towel supplier..? Yes, me and Wal-mart have a secret pact. I can never buy paper towels from anyone else. Even if there's a fire.

Here's to estranged music teachers & paper towel salesman. I have laundry to do.

xoxo, Raven

It goes on;

It seems like even though it's only Tuesday, this week has been a bad one for a lot of people I love. One of my best friends just found out some unsettling medical news, a good family friend's dad is days away from dying, and I'm feeling slightly guilty because my week has been great so far. *not to say that my friend/family friend is making me feel guilty, I'm just emotional like that I guess.

I have a job interview on Friday at a portrait studio. It's not as much creative freedom as I would like, but it's something I love doing. If I do end up with this job, I haven't decided whether I'm going to stay at my current job. I work at a party supply store and graduation season is the busiest. I love my boss and some of the people I work with, but at the same time it's a dead end job. I don't get paid nearly enough for what I put up with on a daily basis and I honestly don't think my anxiety can handle anymore of the teenage drama bitch fights that go on. (most of the people that work there are high school girls...you do the math)

I guess I have some thinking to do.

"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on."
- Robert Frost 

Just some funny;

Because everyone needs a good laugh.