so it goes

Oh hello, yes I'm still alive.

Little update:

I've recently managed to get an amazing nanny job which takes up 78% of my time and the rest of the 22% is pretty much dedicated to sleeping and eating. I'm planning on staying with this job for at least a year and I thought maybe next summer I'd venture off traveling anywhere and everywhere for a couple months. I'm going to see about going back to school-I think I'm just going to go to slcc while I'm here and take some creative writing and dance classes and whatever else sparks an interest.

So, I've had an off week- within the last few days I've managed to...

*run into the corner of a friend's kitchen cabinet resulting in a pretty nice gash on my head (actually really funny)
*smash my ipod in the center console of my car, completely ruining the screen
*shrink my new dress that I've only gotten to wear once

I sure feel intelligent after all of that...

I stole my roommate's copy of slaughterhouse five and started reading it today while I was waiting for the nice men at firestone to change my oil. I read it in high school but remember maybe 2% of it- only getting 45 pages in I already completely regret skimming through it so fast in Mrs. Christ's class. (Yes her name really was Christ)

Anyways here's a part I really really liked...

"The most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present and future, always have existed, always will exist. The Tralfamadorians can look at all the different moments just that way we can look at a stretch of the Rocky Mountains, for instance. They can see how permanent all the moments are, and they can look at any moment that interests them. It is just an illusion we have here on Earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone it is gone forever.
When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in bad condition in the particular moment, but that the same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug and say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is 'So it goes.'”