Riding to and from work in the fall is a lovely thing, let me tell you. I get to feel the cool wind in my face and, with thighs burning, watch the trees change colors. On the way home I get to cool off from stress at work and contemplate God, telling him about my day. I have written about three songs on my ride home from work. I have grown so accustomed to riding that I now know all the places on my route that the cops hide out to catch speeders. I get to watch little rabbits or cats or dogs wandering around in the middle of the night. I get to listen to the sounds of people getting ready for bed, or watch them do yard work like I did today. Sometimes I smell someone doing laundry as I ride by, or, like today, watch an elderly person gardening. I get to see Halloween and Christmas decorations go up on the houses, and sometimes I even get a little freaked out by the scarecrows. When I ride by the hospital, I look up at the windows and see into peoples' rooms; the tv on or off and balloons and flowers next to the window. I wonder if the people inside are okay or asleep or watching tv or talking to a friend. I used to try and time myself sometimes on the way home; when I lived off of Kimbrough on Loren my fastest time one summer night was 17 minutes!!! I was speedin! I love riding. It's great.

I have a funny story to tell.....okay, so Saturday night I was feelin' sick and couldn't enjoy my ride home, so I called Arin to see if he had my friend Curtis' number so I could ask him for a ride home since he has a bike rack. Arin doesn't have one, but he offered me a ride home anyways. Thanks!!! So he gets there and while we were taking apart my bike I had to go to the bathroom AGAIN, so I ran back in. I came out and the bike was all set and I hopped in. Noticed that the seat was up all the way but didn't think anything of it cause, hey! I fit in there fine anyways. So me and Arin are talkin' and I feel this pushing on the back of the seat. It felt really odd, so I turned around to see if the bike was on the back of my seat and movin' around when the Kia did. Nope, no part of my bike on the seat. Okay. Turned back around. Nope! I felt it again two more times. I turned around and stared at the bike for a long time.... and then saw Phil in the corner of my eye and screamed or yelped or somethin! I couldn't stop laughing and freaking out about if for a while afterwards... I was quite shook up. Arin and Phil thought it was so funny I'm sure. :) It cheered me up though.

I applied for a new job at this bookstore called "Borders." I really want the job there cause I am so sick of Applebee's, as I am sure I have stated many times. THIS particular job would suit me well since I love to read or I could work in the cafe and I wouldn't have to wear Applebee's clothing and come home smelling like garbage every night. Maybe I would even do my hair a bit or get dressed up a bit sometimes, look nice!!...............................Nah.

I decided to do a "Little Mermaid" quote I always think of when I say it:
"Nothing is....HAPPENING...!!!"--Scuttle or whatever that seagull's name is