The Darkness is not dark at all!

There are certain songs that you have to stop for whenever they start to play and just dance or sing along or sit in awe. One such song for me is "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" by The Darkness, which my friend Annie played for me for the first time when we were down in Santa Barbara together. Other than that song, I don't know that I have really heard much from The Darkness and so I decided it was high time to look up music videos on youtube. Here is what I found. You can't go wrong when the song features a key-tar.

Something Lighter

I know I just posted like 10 minutes ago but I had to show everybody something I have just rediscovered. It's an historical blog that I think many of you will enjoy, even if you generally don't like history. So please allow me to introduce Mustaches of the Nineteenth Century!

Growing Pains

Is it a requirement for things to get crazier and crazier the older you get? It has seemed like that so far in my life. So when I'm 50 and I'm dealing with my husband being mauled by a Grizzley Bear and my children being abducted by aliens I'll just be like, "Dang it, not again!"

What is Your Marital Status When Filing for Taxes?

Single. Yep, it seems like I am one of the last single women in my age bracket in the whole wide world. It seems like every other day I'm hearing about someone who got married, is about it get married, is planning on getting married, etc. And don't get me wrong, I'm really happy for these people, these friends and aquaintances of mine who I know deserve a lot of love. It's just a little crazy feeling sometimes. But that's ok, because I'm still holding strong. I'm celebrating 3 months of freedom and learning more about being myself without trying to please or impress anybody. It's a good place for me right now. At 24, I'm growing up.

Nasty Story for the Day

Alright, so, I work in a railroad musuem. The building is not particularly well sealed since there are tracks running in and out of it, etc. Occasionally we get rats or mice in the museum. Today, a visitor pointed out to me a smallish rat (about 4 inches long, not including the tail) stuck inside one of the exhibits-- a surveyor's tent to be precise. The rat was stuck on a sticky trap and trying to pull itself off. Ok, already, that's pretty gross. But wait! There's more! Upon further inspection it seems there are two rats stuck there-- one is dead and the other is stuck and struggling to free itself. When I was telling my coworker Becky about this she said, "Yeah, that is gross-- it's trying to rip it's leg off so it can get away." Sick.

Happy Easter and Happy Spring!

I love springtime! Everything is so fresh and new and lovely and blooming and green! I had a great morning, too. Rach and I went to the sunrise service for Fremont down by the river. There was some great music (including the song "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" by U2!) and great speakers. Plus you can't beat the sunrise over the river. So, Happy Easter everybody!

Sometimes I Feel Like...

... an Irish mummy. You know, all "bogged" down. Thank you, thank you, don't forget to tip your waitress! So, I already sort of knew that I was not much of a mulit-tasker but I'm beginning to see just how inflexible I can be! I'm so excited about my new promotion, that I now have my own work phone number and e-mail and desk and computer; but I'm still getting used to my new responsibilities. And now I'm beginning the process of moving! And I'm just a crazy emotional girl anyway! And I'm lazy! Oh well, acknowledging these things is the first step, right?

Ok, so this picture is a little creepy but it's from National Geographic and it fits the topic... sort of...