Light Saber Spoons Get Ready!

I saw Star Wars tonight with Evan. It was the end of an era for us. We finally got to see what happened between Obe Wan and Darth Vader just after he turned -- I've been waiting to see this moment between them for literally my entire life. It was awesome.

And, I brought my light saber spoon that I got from my box of Frosted Flakes. I even ate my shrimp bowl from Rubio's with my light saber spoon, and after licking the spoon clean, I lit it up during nearly every Jedi light saber battle on the screen!

There were rules about the spoon though. It's very bright so it couldn't be abused. You could only wield it when the Jedi's wielded their light sabers, in solidarity, and you couldn't keep it on. It had to be a quick click of the bright blue light saber spoon and then BAM! back into hiding on my lap.

Good, good spoon.

Better movie.

Almost made Episodes I and II worth it.

So good I'd go back for seconds - with my spoon in tow, of course.

It's all around me lately - and it sucks.

From a really good friend of mine:


I'm not having such a good day, XXXX and I talked a little this am. He doesn't respect me and I don't feel desired by him, no passion right now. I feel he is with holding his love.

He has such high expectations on things and I feel he loves me conditionally for what he wants me to become. He talked about separating, and that he thinks maybe we shouldn't be together... ugh! What a shitty thing to say... I told him he takes the easy way out, therefore he doesn't have to work on it. Marriage is for better and worse, but I don't feel loved by him.

I am not sure what to do. I have lots to think about and and will have to talk to him later...

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What can you say really?

I don't know what sucks more - watching my friend be miserable in a relationship she so desperately wants, or watching her decide whether or not it's worth it to continue on.

She's headstrong enough that she will end up deciding for both of them I think.

Escape from Donkey Island

I'm home from Maui.

It was a fantastic trip that ended on a strange and surreal note that I'm still processing and trying to make sense of.

Something about tupperware and chopsticks and opium and a distinct lack of interest on my part.

I guess though that was when I knew it was time to come home. Oakland seems so big compared to Maui. And of course, I already miss Maren. We had some great times there.

Some of my favorite memories were:

Havea Point at 2am over beers
Happy Hour with Maren anywhere (too many to mention)
Hot Tubbing at resorts we did not belong to
Scuba Certification!
Ketel One Martinis for free!
Sansei
Tackling Makka on the beach my last night there and frolicking in the ocean

It's good to be home though.

Maui

The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful.

It's amazing here. Not much time to post or check in on the computer though.

Met most of Maren's peeps already. We've had some extraordinary times. Got certified to dive and then got an ear infection which means I cannot play on the dive boat like I am supposed to. That makes me sad, but it gives me a really good excuse to come back here at another time.

I love it here.

Everything is green and alive and it's humid and sticky. I finally got a decent sunburn on my tum, but I doubt it will peel. It's a wee bit itchy though.

Have had several good drinks and many a beer.

Good times are being had by all - even Maren who is currently sick as a dog

Today is a Migraine Day

But let's be honest, most days are, right?

So I'm getting ready to take a Vike-Spike since none of the nara-triptans work for me, and I happen to be eating a handful of almonds.

You can see where this story is going, can't you?

So I'm holding the Vike in my left hand, while eating my almonds with my right hand. Munch-munch-munch. Gobble-gobble-gobble. Happy Jocy.

Then, I pause to do something inconsequential. Distracted, I pop my last almond in my mouth.

Crunch! This one is bitter, I think. Damn Farmer's Market. Crunch! Texture is weird too. Crunch! Damnit! That is *totally* not an almond - it's my Vicodin. And now, it's in my mouth, half-chewed with a mouthful of half-chewed almonds.

I'm stumped.

I either keep chewing or swallow everything whole.

What would you do?

I sort of mushed it all around and chewed one or two more times to make sure I wouldn't choke. There's still crushed up Vike stuck in between my molars. Ugh.

Stupid, Jocelyn.

Silly Quiz Time

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Will Trade Lap Dance

For Pack of Marlboro's.

Read the fat, homeless man's sign today on my way to work.

And he was really, really, fat. Like pregnant belly fat.

I snorted I laughed so hard.

Maren's Home!!!!!

And tonight when I saw her, I recognized her!! (I had a weird secret fear that I might not)

And everything was great and everyone got along.

The waitress at Chachacha's was wonderful and the mojitos were better than that!

Awesome.

Happy Birthday To Me

Thanks to Jesse and a few others, last Saturday night has gone down as one of the best birthdays (if not *the* best) in history.

It was beautiful and amazing and exactly what I wanted.

A small intimate dinner party with great food, better beverage, and even better friends. We sat and chatted and listened to music and just had a really nice, wonderful time.

Maren called me at 12:01 to say Happy Birthday - she was of course the very first person to wish me a happy day.

Scuba class gave me a mini-chocolate cake and sang to me.

The whole weekend was remarkable and fantastic.

Cheers to turning 30!