Don't Hate Me Because I'm Popular

Part of the constant rotation of people following me around everywhere I go.

Last night was nightmare-free, all sweet dreams, as I remember. Well that's one way to keep my prayer life alive! Thanks for the support, guys. It's nice to sleep peacefully after a prayer.

For now, I am holed up inside my apartment. Today was just one of those days where I wanted to stay inside and write (although I didn't), maybe because it rained all day, or maybe I'm not handling all this popularity so well. (Sigh. Dramatic sigh.)

Honest. The thought crossed my mind this morning to post a myspace bulletin explaining to all my friends that I love them, but I need to crawl in a hole for a few days. But I didn't. I still might, though.

My sister Britney and I used to take our chewing gum out of our mouths and moosh it together. We'd start in the middle of the long hallway in our old house. She'd hold one end and I'd hold the other and we'd see how far apart we could get and keep the chewing gum in one piece. 'Twas an adventerous life.

Anyway, I feel like that gum! Only, I feel like there are maybe 10 or 15 people holding onto it, stretching me in every direction. And I wonder how long it's going to be before part of me just breaks off. I don't know what color of gum I am or what kind or anything. I think maybe Dubble Bubble or something.

Ah, the life of a popular girl. It's a hard-knock life. Just, just, come closer. I'll give you a glimpse.

Wednesday friends over to watch"lost" and some other tv show; Thursday going home to do more work and then watch movies and eat dinner with a friend, go by a coffee shop, friday, go to the grocery store, have a friend over, go hiking at 10 p.m., saturday, buy plants, go grocery shopping again, play a soccer game (lost), eat chinese food with a group of people, meet other people at a party, meet other people at another party, visit another friend, sunday, go to church, eat out play mojo kickball, paint plant pots. I was, needless to say, exhausted.

It was funny cuz the sermon at church was, in part, about choosing your time wisely, knowing when to say "no," not spreading yourself so thin that you have weak connections to community. My friends had planned to go eat after church and then play some mojo kickball. I, of course, had to do something else before joining them for kickball. Again, I was squeezing them into my busy schedule. So I said, "Old people. You watch tv today. I'm going to play with my friends." I know, I'm a darling.

Did I squeeze it all in? Nope. I missed a party Saturday and a boat ride Sunday and another party yesterday.

Yada, yada, yada, I'm weary of answering every call, returning every e-mail, saying yes to every invitation. So yeah, if I'm late getting back to you, if I don't go to your event, please don't take it personally. I'm a sociable gal. I'll be back in no time! Probably by this weekend, in fact. I mean, tomorrow is "Lost" night, afterall. Cassie and Nadege will be here. Um, and you can join us if you're a girl.