Sometimes you have to be the buoy. When you're not sure where you're going, be the buoy. I'm awaiting my confered degree email to make it official that I"m now a college graduate. My second degree and it feels a little anticlimatic. I'm really a shit sometimes.
But I'm not entirely sure what to do with myself. Work is great and I love the people there, I could do the job in my sleep. I am working on the volunteer board now which puts in the local schools doing hands on presentations about our line of work; freaking fun as crap. Apparently I'm all down with the shitz cause I know cool band names and what movies are hot (from a sixth grader's view point anyway).
The summer is coming on winged feet and I'm just not sure what it will bring.
But I have my babies, and I have softball and I have my music.
So this buoy is just freaking floating along, things around me may get crazy, but I can't hear it, I'm jamming.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Buoy
