“So I’m scared of heights. Wanna go skydiving?”

Before I begin: I get about 3-4 hundred hits a day on this thing. Which is great and I’m honored, but who on earth are you? SHOW YOURSELVES.

Okay, so can I just marvel at how lucky I am for a moment?

I love my job. Love, love, love it. I have a cozy office with a massive window, a five minute commute, amazing people who believe in me, and new fun tasks every day. Today I got to research Wild West slang and I discovered tons of fun new words and expressions, like “cowpusher”. Haha.

I love all of my friends so much, and great fantastic things seem to be happening with everyone… weddings, babies, promotions, etc. I really love it when everyone around me is happy, and right now we’re so ecstatic that we’re all kind of wiggling through life on the verge of tinkling, like puppies in a pet shop window. Yes, it’s so adorable it’s kind of gross.

The Partment is fun, and so is not having to worry about bills or money at all. Like, ever. And now I have an excuse to go on a Target Rampage every week. I suppose my partment joy is a mixture of luckies #1 and #2.

I have been hanging out with a total sweetheart who makes me laugh and loves to cuddle. He wants to take me skydiving this weekend?! Yay! He’s also giving me one of his fish. I like him 😀

JERSEY BOYS ARE COMING!!! AAGGGHH!!!

My cousin’s band is having a show that will be hosted by Ron Jeremy. I don’t know if that’s the “lucky” I’m going for, but it’s fun having a cool cousin that I’m proud of, and it’s nice being able to talk about punk during anniversary parties. His girlfriend is this adorable little punky brewster and my grandma spent the whole last party raving about her hair.

I used to spend so much time fixated on moving that I never spent any time searching for the nooks and crannies that make life in St. Louis so fun… one of the best parts of living in a Secretly Big City is that amazing things are secretly happening all the time, and they are always either cheap, like James Brown in the Sculpture Park, or free like the B-52’s on the riverfront. I’ve discovered so many new places this summer to call my own, so many new friends and faces, and new things to love in general. My newest favorite discovery is Chloe Day, who has the most precious voice I think I’ve ever heard in my life. “With You With Me” is an amazing song. This link almost blew my pink headphones out of my ears, so watch the volume if you want to hear it. And you should, so here it is.

The only thing that would make it perfect is finding that perfect person to share it all with… and who knows? Maybe my new skydiving buddy is it, but I’m so happy right now that I don’t even care. I’m not too fixated on it at the moment. I know he’ll turn up eventually, whoever he is.

Also making me happy: the bowl of Peace Pasta (my favorite food ever) waiting for me on my stove. And now I can WALK to River City to get my Peace Pasta, or even better, Tim can bring it straight to me when he gets off work. Haha. What’s that, Peace Pasta? I’ll be right there…

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3 responses to ““So I’m scared of heights. Wanna go skydiving?”

  1. Jen

    Yeay! I love Stefy! Yeay! And I love Jersey Boys coming to visit. Yeay!

  2. Ronny Louvre

    Well, I’m probably about 7 or 8 hits each day. You know me, anything but work, and hell, who knows, maybe you just updated it since I last checked it 20 minutes ago! Oh and Jen, I love you more than words can express, but I have never seen such a bizarre spelling of “Yay!” in my life. “Yeay”? Strange. ~Louvre

  3. Jnickolai

    I’m the brother of Kevin (formerly of donkeykiller.blog-city.com). So that’s who I am.

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