It's a pretty good day...

Despite the fact that i'm probably going to get brain cancer and have carpel tunnel from the massive phone conversation i just had, it's been a pretty damn sweet day.

I got the job that i wanted. i am officially... employed (with salary) at Sound Structure Studios... in a job that fits me just right, working for people who feel that i fit them just right. i can't say how excited i am, but i've been bustin up in my apartment all day celebrating by my lonesome. i get to work first hand with local bands in the area who use Sound Structure's studios, to practice/record/etc. as well as do PR work for bands that come in with the owner's new business, The Walnut Room. The office hub is totally chill/laid-back, peeps bring thier dogs to work every day, digs are in an old renovated church, and oooh man, the owner/employees are so incredibly amazing. Very hard-working, innovative, creative individuals that still manage to really enjoy what they do, strive for what they want, and revel humbly in what they accomplish.

i feel so adult... and just pleased that i'm working in the field i went to school for, as well as something i'm passionate about. hello denver music scene...here i come. i'm glad that i'll have the opportunity to meet so many neat people. YAE!!!!!!!! :0D

This reminds me... and should remind you, that things really do just 'fall into place.' I could have boystered up in pleated pants to go work at the stupid elephant bar and missed this opportunity. It's been a tough three months of sitting around and waiting, but it does happen... and will happen for everyone. With all of my friends around me evolving into these wonderful people with great new things (family units, babies, engagements)... i'm glad that i finally have something to hold on to. Even more so, that when i head home, i have something accomplished to tell my family instead of, "hey what are you doing?" "oh.. you know... waiting around."

*sigh* - peace of mind.

I'm going home thursday for my brothers 21st birthday. He can drink beer. that's insane hahaha. it's more of a celebration that hey, he made it to 21. how many years have we been told, 'he won't make it past birth/6/12/14...' Yeah, medical masters, you can all kiss our asses, because he's still riding his high horse. i'm so proud of him. he's my stronghold, my sanity, my quiet confidence, and the biggest angel that was ever granted to me.

i'm proud of so many people right now. haha. i feel like the most stupid motivational speaker ever, but yae, people! also, my friend sarafina back home is past due on her baby. i think she's going to be induced today if she hasn't had 'it' already, so hopefully i'll be holding onto a brand spankin new baby this weekend...

like i said, just got off a long phone conversation... needed. genuinly good time (call 976-slutty!) -
3:30am = bed... and maybe Wedding Singer.

(this is lame... no photos or links! wah....wah...wah.) tomorrow!