Another break.

Well, the Bestie (afore known as the Armenian) was down visiting and thus I have been absent from my blogging duties. Fear not my seemingly fearless reader(s) but I have returned with adventures and deep thoughts that may or may not produce a sweat upon your brow.  Most likely not. . .

First I would like to bring up a humorous situation that would happen to me and I'm not sure to many others.  So my coin bank was full so off I went to cash them in.  After a short walk and a great conversation with the Girlfriend I arrived at the store and started putting them in the machine.  After a smaller amount than usual I went to go put the coins back thru that weren't accepted the first time and behold: three yen and half an Italian mark. . . really?!  Three yen I can account for, but the Italian currency?  I've never been to Italy.  I can sing some Italian and use it for my salads but that's as close as I've gotten.  Regardless I think they're back in my coin bank to be ran thru next time.

Next I want to write a little about my feelings of canceling plans.  Granted I've had to cancel a plan or two, but I mean how people will make a plan or say something with no intention than following thru.  I'd rather you not try to comfort me with making th plan in the first place, second place.  Or the empty "we should hang out" or " I'll call you".  Being intentional is where I'm going with that one I think.  On the same hand is the coming up with something instead of just being honest.  What I mean by that is when trying to make plans or inviting someone somewhere, the person responding with something that has come up or an obligatory family engagement.  I'd rather people just be up front and tell me they can't make it.  Tell me.  If your friend's band has a gig that you're planning on going to let me know.  If you forgot about that gig tell me you're not coming to mine so I don't expect you.  I will be more disappointed if the person doesn't show up to something planned then them canceling or just telling me in the first place.  I hope this all makes sense and just isn't some whiny rambling.  It means even more when the person is someone in your inner circle or someone you felt you could rely.   Just makes their reputation a bit brindled.

Well, on a happier note, my room is finally starting to take shape after two weeks.  The Bestie being here didn't help to be honest.  Our plans usually just include going to the beach and Disneyland.  See ya next month Bestie.

Well, this post I'm not going to leave you with a super-head-exploding-music video, instead since I'm feeling a little nostalgic I'll leave you with the trailer to my favorite childhood movie and one of the reasons I started music.