Do I Overanalyze?

Hey...its been a little while, hasn't it? I'm a little tired, so I won't be writing too long, but an update needs to happen, so here we go...

First thing I must say: I HIGHLY recommend Role Models, if you haven't seen it yet. Paul Rudd has always been one of my favorites, and this movie totally showcases his talent. This was a funny movie done well, unlike other funny movies that have been coming out recently, like Superbad, which was way overdone and overhyped. Role Models didn't over do any one joke, wasn't too crude, didn't rely on lots of cussing...it was just a great comedy. GO SEE IT.

Second thing I must say: My date went pretty well, actually. I even got flowers! And a walk on the pier. He thought it out and I was impressed. He even expressed feelings for me and assured me that he was willing to wait, after I said "You need to be patient with me..."

And why would I say that to such a great guy? I don't know...I think I'm honestly a little confused over what to feel for him. I already know how great of a guy he is, he's proven that over the two years we have been friends. Part of me thinks that maybe our connection doesn't go much further than the friend level. Part of me thinks that I'm just over-analyzing, yet again, and things like this have to grow over time. Part of me knows I'm comparing him too much to the connection I had with J--which was indeed close and passionate in a lot of ways, but also agonizing at the same time.

I think too much. I scare myself out of real relationships often, and set myself up for relationships that can never work or self-destruct (like J).

So I'm really trying to leave my analyzing on the side as much as I can. And I'm continuing to hang out/date him to see where this might go. Cause I know what some of your comments might say for this post. Something to the effect of "relax" and "things will happen naturally if they are meant to..." and all that jazz that makes sense.

Looks like I wrote a long-ish post after all. Feel free to share any long-ish or short-ish comments...

Eatin' Up the Holidays

Alright, so this will be the last post from me for about a week.

My schedule in the coming days: work, sleep, work, dinner with the latin boy, sleep, drive to Santa Barbara...and stay there for a few days to visit the sis.

So I'm sure I'll have stories to tell when I return.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (early) Make sure too eat. A lot. "Wait, we need a holiday for that? We do that everyday" --Jim Gaffigan

RaNdOm

No, I'm not sure why I made my title look like a ransom note...

Sipping on my coffee right now (filled with too much peppermint mocha creamer--maybe you can never have too much).

Just to recap, here are the things Ashley has done in the past week:

• Watched Quantum of Solace. Not as good as the first, but I'm sure you've already heard that review. Still, Daniel Craig is a hot Englishman and that is always a plus.
• Continued to learn me some Turkish (do not proceed to make any bird jokes, please).
• Agreed to go on a date this upcoming Friday. How did that happen? Damn those Latinos.
• Watched the TRL Finale last night. hahaha. I laugh as I write this, because I haven't watched TRL in AGES... say over 5 years? But when I heard Justin and JC were going to be on TV with Carson Daly, I got giddy reminiscing over the old times...ahhh, memories of my pathetic *NSYNC days...
• Speaking of pathetic pop days, I guess I can't talk, since I love David Archuletta's new song. Is that just me? Ohhh, how sad...
• Tamed wild children...they call it a jungle gym for a reason...get it? haha *snort*

Anyway, I guess that's all I have to recap. Nothing special. This will just be a post to look back at one day and laugh at my outright dorkiness.

Giving it a Chance.

I've been busy busy busy busy. Tomorrow I get to sleep in...yay! I mean, today, since tomorrow is already today because it's past 12. Am I making any sense what-so-ever?

I just have one thing to tell...I essentially got asked out on a date. By a friend I've had for over two years. This is intriguing...

But sometimes I think I scare myself out of these situations, and convince myself not to go through with it. Why yes, I'm scared of love...almost scared of having a good relationship. How messed up is that? So I need to not back out this time, and at least give it a chance...there's nothing wrong with taking a chance.

I'll provide more details later. He and I won't be having dinner till next week. Yeah, he asked me to dinner. I believe it is a date. And in case you were wondering--yes, he's latin.

Fighting WWII All Over Again

A quick post about a convo I had with a young child at my new job today:

Little Girl: Will you help me pick a book to get out of this catalogue?

Me: Sure *thumbs through catalogue* Well, this one is about Nazis and the Holocaust. So it's a little sad, but probably a good book.

Little Girl: I'm a Nazi.

Me: Excuse me? I think you mean that you're German?

Little Girl: No. My family is related to Hitler, so I'm a Nazi.

Me ( a little flabbergasted): Well, that doesn't make you a Nazi...

So yeah. That was one incident on my first day. haha. I wanted to say "Little Girl! Don't go around telling people you're a Nazi!" Goodness. But overall, my day was good and the children were darling.

And. I. am. exhausted. After not having a job for awhile then watching 25 kids at one time...well, it's bed time for meeeee. Gooooooooooooooooodnight!

Ashley, the Teacher

Today I start my first day of work. Today is the only day I'll be going to work at a "happy" hour. Tomorrow I'll be waking up at 6 a.m. For my whole life, 6 a.m. and I have been enemies. I talk badly about 6 a.m. behind his back all the time and in return, he attempts to hide the sun from me. Talk about Black Hole Sun.

I haven't had to deal with waking up at 6 a.m. the whole week since high school. So this will be interesting.

In other news, I'm still learning Turkish (through Rosetta Stone). Turkish is the hardest language I've learned to date! Although, I've already forgotten a lot of my Spanish and Italian--haha, oops!--they were fairly easy to learn/pronounce/write. Turkish is more involved and has some different characters. The pronunciation is the hardest by far and will take some practice. Want to learn a quick sentence? Of course you do:

Yeşil araba eski mi?

That means: Is the green car old? --you know, in case you were just dying to ask someone that :) Maybe I will give you random turkish lessons in the future...

Ashley Pocket...

...is my new name for now (given to me by the great Jim Gaffigan). The show was AMAZING. And my favorite new joke was about circumcision (go figure). Yes, that's right, Jim can make circumcision damn funny.

We didn't get to take a picture with Jim (the Wiltern Theatre wouldn't let us, sad face), but we did get to meet him and got signatures on our shirts, Exhibit A:

And the front of our shirts:

The back of our shirts said "This is sticky without pants on." ( A quote made by Jim that sounds more awkward than it actually is). The backs also said "ri-dic-ulous" in small letters.

Anyway, Ashley Pocket is signing out cause she's tired from all the events of the weekend/today! But I just wanted to provide you all with a few photos of my enchanted evening with Mr. Bologna Gaffigan himself :)

And One More for the Girls

So I had to write one more post because a) I was inspired to and b) I still have TOO MUCH time on my hands seeing as I haven't started that part time job just yet...stupid paperwork!



Enter Chris Cornell.

Do I even have to write that this man is too hot for his own good? Now, I remember him, of course, from Soundgarden (and recently Audioslave). But alas, I was too young to appreciate his dashing good looks then.

But I have always always always loved his voice. Putting his looks aside (kinda hard to do), this man's voice mesmerizes me. It's unique. It's beautiful in an unsettling way. It's commanding. It's dark. All of which equals extra sex appeal. Take a listen to "Black Hole Sun" again, acoustic style, and melt with me:

I've always adored that peculiar, poetic song. So here's this great looking man, with a sexy voice who ALSO has the talent to write something amazing...man.

Side Note: Sorry if I sound like a sex-crazed, hormonal, musician-lovin' groupie here. But there are maybe 1% of musicians that bring that side of me out...ok, the end.

P.S. STILL ESTATIC OVER JIM GAFFIGAN (refer to post below).

Ready to Laugh My Ass Off

GUESS WHAT? GUESS WHAT? GUESS WHAT?

*Ahem* Sorry, for being annoying, I'm just VERRRRRRRRRRRRY excited for the adventure I am going to embark on this weekend to see none other than the comic mastermind himself, Jim Gaffigan. Don't know who he is? That's a shame....so here's a clip of one of my fave jokes:



:) You know you are jealous (not to rub it in or anything).

So I'll be in L.A. over the weekend, at the Wiltern (never been there before). Oh I'll have stories to tell. Laughter is a weekend well spent.

P.S. A note for Frankie--This means that I will have seen Foo Fighters and Jim Gaffigan. Ohhhh yeah, I think I win!

P.P.S. Did you guys happen to see the new South Park last night? Priceless...

Let's See That Change, Mr. Prez

So, Obama is president, and I'm cool with that :)

I also appreciated John McCain's speech and thought it truly came from the heart. Like I said earlier, I was fine with either candidate becoming the next president, for both of these guys are stand up men.

And, of course, it AMAZING that we have finally elected our first black president. AMAZING. Talk about a long time coming!

Most of all, I am so glad that all the election bullshit is over with!! Now back to our regularly scheduled programming, a.k.a. I can live my life without someone cornering me on the street asking if I'm registered!

Mmmmhmmm...Smells Like Election Day

Although I've expressed my apathy towards politics as of late, I still find election day extremely exhilirating. There's a fervor in the air, CAN YOU FEEL IT?

haha. This will be the first time in voting career that I am not voting for president. I actually feel comfortable/happy with both candidates. You may find that crazy...so since you are passionate about it, I'll leave it up to you to decide. Deal? I will, however, be voting on Propositions and such. MAN, I've never seen this much protesting before! But protesting makes me happy--it shows that people care. No matter what side you are for, support it!

Like everyone else, I hope this country can be fixed. Maybe it's time for this great power to fall soon? They all do. Maybe it's in the stars for us to reign longer. We shall see.

GO FORTH AND VOTE!

(side note: I am also SOOOOO HAPPY it's raining today! Yaaaaay!)

Capturing the Passion

The clouds have been rolling into San Diego the past few days and this makes me tremendously happy. It's always so damn sunny in San Diego. Not that the sun is bad. It's just lovely to see some change. Rain is internally soothing to me. And I love looking at the night sky after it rains--every star is visible, the air is crisp, the wind chills me to the point of tingles.

Anyway, over the weekend I went to see a Christian Hardcore band. Yeah, I said Christian. Yeah, I said Hardcore. I'm not, er, your typical hardcore music lover, but I appreciate any live rock show. It was pretty amazing, actually.

The band is called Sleeping Giant (a take on the famous quote made by the Japanese admiral after bombing pearl harbor? Yes, I think so. As in, this movement is a sleeping giant about to be awaken).

If you're interested, take a listen to this song:


This is an example of your typical worship song being set to rock music. (This was not like their other songs where, yes, they were screaming).

What I wanted to portray by showing this clip is the passion in Christianity. I understand anyone who asks, "How can you believe? Are you being forced to go to church? WHAT is wrong with you?"

haha. I wouldn't be going to church, believing, etc., if I didn't have a passion for what I believe. I believe because before, my life without belief wasn't satisfying, wasn't passionate. By showing this clip I simply wanted to show you another side to God that doesn't involve rules, or fancy Sunday clothes at your Grandma's church.

To have passion in my life makes all the difference.