soundtrak: coldplay :: viva la vida

- so much to write, so little time. i don’t like to stay on my computer for long when i get home since it runs hot and makes my room super hot. i end up turning it off and reading and writing (i’m not going to lie; i’ve been doing more reading than writing). i’ll read anything i can get my hands on: newspapers, magazines, books (just not my 400 books that i haven’t read yet, of course). usually with summer, for me, brings reading.
- it is really summer; it was just straight hot and humid today. of course, i spent most of the day in lab, but still. gah summer!
- hung out with some of the high school crew yesterday. ani called me up friday and invited me to a memorial day bbq with mr. forrest and his family. i haven’t seen them in 2-3 years since the last time we met and i had nothing else to do, so why not? the usual suspects were there: Y, B and ‘ana. what a mess; ani and ‘ana had a hot and heavy thing going on in high school that was never resolved and of course, B and i. but despite all that, a good time was had. forrest and wife have another child, a boy; just a month old, i got to hold and feed him. it was crazy; i don’t know what to do with newborns, i feel like i could break them. ani left early to meet up with his girl (more on him later; strange vibes from him), which left B or Y to take me home. just like old times. we tried to see if we could go see a movie (like old times), but i still have no money (even though B was ever so generous to pay for me) and i had to get up early for work this morning. B drove me home, which was weird. we have this thing; i hate his guts but he’s an ok guy. they are still trying to convince me to go the reunion, but i refuse. ani insists on paying (and i am not hating on other people paying), but i don’t know.
- talking high school, CB called me friday too. it was good catching up; trying to go to a vegan restaurant soon.
- it’s like any song from coldplay, i fall in love with; with me, coldplay can do no wrong. i was scared i wasn’t going to like this song, but i’m a sucker for ’strings’ songs (as a former violinist, of course…. is it former if i still own the violin).
- i don’t really talk about work to friends; not because i’m not supposed to, but … i don’t know. the lab is small, just another biologist that also graduated from GU, who i will call jan, and a student that will stay for us up the end of the year. everybody gets along well and jan is crazy like i can get, so we have gelled well. the thing i like the most about work is that i live just down the road. granted, the road is crazy jammed during rush hour, but with the way i drive, i can get home in 20, which is about the same commute that i would have with the old lab without all the traffic. but i like it; it’s not as big as where i used to be, but i like the quiet and calm.

peace.