Moments Lost

Saturday, November 04, 2006

I have experienced the full rage of emotions these past few weeks. Even ones that I didn't think existed (i.e. "I wish she would stop poking my aura, it annoying the f**k out of me." and "I guess the Ruben sandwhich was o.k."). Right now the meter is pensive with a slight chance of anti-social behavoir.

Good news is I've finally gotten my shit together and went back to school. Massage school. My nickname in college wasn't "Magic Fingers" for nothing and is possibly another post all together, but I digress. I've just finished my intensive and started a week of Hot Stone training. I plan on getting "stoned" everyday this week.

Puns are what happen when you live on a commune (with out the pedaphile, werid religion/uniforms). I think sustainable living community might be a better description. I'm consistently enterianed. I have also discovered:

You can leave you stash out and no one will steal it. It will probably be truned to the lost and found with a announcement made at dinner for lost/found stash.

Shower/Bathing are optional yet it's not as bad as imagined.

You share a phone with 70 other people and always get you messages. It may be 3 days later, but a much better track record than your own family.

Clothing optional sauna/jacuzzi=Heaven

Sponatenous singing, humming and hugging. Sometimes even in the sauna/jacuzzi!!

You can have a past life and people are actually interested.

You never watch TV and don't miss it.

Ice Cream and Chocolate are delicacies (sp?).

For fun: you get high, eat a ton of sugar and dance off your sugar high to 12:30am.

Bedtime is usually 9pm.

You meet amazing people that will change you life.

You don't have to wear a bra ever again!!

The real world just sounds exausting.