I am so enjoying this Wednesday. *pats the 25th of June*

We went to Alanis Morissette’s concert last night and I could not, for the life of me, fall asleep afterwards. I was on an incredible high from good music (and being forced to sit for so long). I resisted the urge to stick her in my pocket and bring her home with me. She is so good live. And just good in general. I had seen her back in *mumble* a long time ago. I couldn’t find anyone to come with me, so I boarded my trusty Vespa and went by myself. It was great. And it made me feel oh-so-independent. And last night was just as special. I would love to write my own soundtrack like she does. It’s fascinating how something that personal can apply to so many people. Angela was there too, across the entire venue from us. We exchanged text msgs compulsively. It was really quite enjoyable.

I am still on a high. I’m in a super good mood that makes me want to squirm with glee. Wheeee! I have no teaching today, just a free afternoon made of knitting and computering and not much else. And all that with no pants on. 

Rome is currently undergoing an atrocious heat wave that leaves me debilitated and I feel like I am evaporating. I am hoping this is just a phase and not how the rest of the summer will be. There’s only so much water I can drink! I am getting unevenly tanned, at least, thanks to my scootering. My forearms are beet red and so are my hands. My face is kinda tanned, but the rest of me is still donning quite a scary shade of pale. 

And now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some delicious spring rolls awaiting.

It’s 11.19pm. I should be showered and pajamad and ready for bed. In truth, I am none of those things. I have been tracking people from my past on Facebook for the past some hours and it is so frickin’ addictive I don’t think I can stop. People I had NO idea how to get in touch with, that I thought were lost forever.. BAM! They’re all there.

And since it’s late enough, I figured I’d throw in some blogging too. Just for good measure.

Rome is a mess right now, what with W being in da house and our fascist mayor going all out to show that a police state is a beautiful thing. He’s supposed to leave tomorrow and it won’t be soon enough. I have to navigate the furthest corners of the world just to get to work in the morning. I got so lost this morning, too. In perfect anal retentive style, I wasn’t late for work (if a tree falls in the forest and no one notices she’s 5 mnutes late for work, it never happened, right?), but still. I work in the center, so at least my ride to work is full of oohs-and-aahs beautywise. I got home quite fast (I keep finding new ways to come home), had lunch and napped my usual 2 hours. I have no idea what is up with me and the napping, but it goes on and on and I am always tired regardless. And I haven’t even showered! 

In amusing news: Ben has added the entire (female, of course) world to his Facebook and various crappy sites, including my OH archnemesis (although I forget why). I just find it amusing.  

The weekend is over and its namely Monday and I’m still unemployed. And yet I feel fine. My mom seems to have a second wind in her that is contagious, to say the least. We sat around and knit for a while both yesterday and today. Yesterday we even threw in some shopping. Today she bought me my birthday present: a dryer. As birthday presents go, it rocks. I cannot wait to delegate even more. Here, dryer, dry my shit. Simply delicious. It’s almost 1am and, instead of spending another LONG hour in front of our dumb game, we’re about to go to bed and enjoy some show watching. I love my house life.

I am knitting like a fiend, because my mom has found me a very profitable market in her office and everyone has placed in an order. Must. Knit. Faster. I am a little overworked sweatshop.

Tomorrow I need to apply for more jobs and try to resist the urge to call and check up on that one job I’m pining after. For now, I shall go smear myself in nacho cheese and watch me some Weeds.