Throw back 6.5 and 7

• Jun 13, 2007
This is not really a journal entry...
Current mood: contemplative
Dear all,
I write this letter with disgust. Something happened yesterday that I just could not believe so I must tell all of you.
I cried at work.
I can hear the gasps from here. I was a baby and cried, balled - really. What was so horrible that I needed to cry like a angry hungry baby... was there an emergency? did I deal with a difficult client? did someone die? umm... no. I cried because I was "overwhelmed" with paperwork. Me. cried. over paperwork. Not only did co workers see, my boss came to FIND me... humiliation and disgust came over me so quickly I'm suprised I didn't grow wings and fly away. I can't believe it - and now, neither can you. This will be a moment in my life, I will be ashamed to remember. The reason I'm telling you... because if I can't laugh about it later, I'm not over it.
Well, let's just say I went to trampoline class and jumped my frustration away. Go me! I threw some dirt on it and continued on my way.
That was my bad day. :) glad that shit's over.

• Jun 27, 2007
Journal 7?
Current mood: contemplative
Ok, people. I know it's been awhile... here's why.
My roommate was sick. I didn't sleep for three days. You guys all know how grouchy I get when I don't sleep... oh it was bad. I handled it well though, all my roommates have all their limbs and heads. Good for me. Then I slept all weekend. Then I partied all week, then slept all weekend...
One of those Sundays I went to Camden to shop. I went a bit crazy. I bought this weird shirt with holes in it, boots (of course, i miss mine bad enough), and something else. I in my haste to run as fast as possible away from Tally-ho, I didn't bring my freakin going out clothes... WHAT WAS I THINKING? I'm a Tatum dammit. Oh the shame. Well apparently that is also the Goth part of time... It was interesting... OH and I bought a corsette... like a real one, that LACES... Problem is - no pants. I can't be perfect.
Last weekend, also went to a popular pub... trust me guys, a pub is a pub... what the hell is the difference. I did meet some interesting fellows by the bathroom. At first, I thought they were tripping, because they asked me if I've seen an owl in the bathroom... but then we got to talking and they were just shitfaced. Lots of fun, but I left them at the bar. In fact guys, because I was talking to them BY the bathroom, my friends thought I was missing and went looking for me IN the bathroom but somehow missed me standing outside of it. They sent out a search party and got the Bartender involved. It was a full scale rescue mission - then I popped up and ruined everything. They were like forming plans and shit, and here I am "hey guys, who're we looking for?"
The other times were mainly playing cards at the house and enjoying Sainsbury whiskey (which would be like Winn-Dixie whiskey if you can imagine it). Gotta love my standards.
I also changed my flight, I am going to Romania for the month of August. I will be in Orlando the 21st... then Tally and then I don't know where. I have no idea what's going to happen. Yes, Athena has NO plan. In my desperate attempt for sanity, I called Ariel... You know it's bad when I need Ariel to bring me back to the sane world (hahahahahah!! iloveyou). Well, I must give credit where it is due - she talked me down from the blubbering idiot I was to the semi-blubbering idiot I became. She also brought me to some conclusions that didn't occur to me with my fairly amazing brain capacity. Which was, "why am I worried about what happens AFTER London?" She said "Enjoy the moment" or something else Buddah-like and all of a sudden I was Bill and Ted when they finally get that they don't have to be losers - this epiphany came over me and this sudden peace settled over me. (Yes, like the movies when the music changes.)Then in her infinite wisdom, she continued, "Athena, life is not limitless, think about what you want to accomplish before you die... like 3 major things that YOU - YOU ALONE - want to do." I was dumbfounded. Can you believe I have never really thought about it like that... Well, I posed this question to many people and hear are some of the answers:
1. Swim with Sharks/ snorkle at the great barrier reef (I think there was some indecision)
2. African Safari (actually this one was mentioned more than once)
3. To have sex with everyone I've ever wanted to have sex with.... (this one is a more obvious answer so I had to narrow it down to - before you die, not knowing you are going to die soon, like if you had cancer and they were going to operate in 6 months and your chances of living are 50-50, you don't want to then die of the Hiv - that would be depressing)
4. Box a kangaroo - yes, this was an actual answer, and I laughed my ass off.
5. Get something published
6. Live in the Amazon
7. To live long enough to see my children become successful (this I will say was a good one, but it was decided that saying stereotypical depressing things like, i want a career and a family was bogus because you have to eat, and eventually most people will create spawn. This actual answer was different because your kids might not be so successful, they might end up in jail, in which case, you don't want to live that long, get it? good.)
8. Create a legacy - also a good one
9. To change someone's name (as in last name, as in getting married) - like that is EVER going to happen to me...
I'd like to know everyone's three things. I think it'll be interesting - not to mention - i don't know what mine are... I do have one - Learn to surf.
Any ideas guys? I'll probably post something and ask the millions out there. In the mean time, I'm brainstorming... too bad it's like running the mile with no legs. We'll see. Love you guys.