i’m running on about 4 hours of sleep, and this morning it is completely possible that i was still drunk when i woke up. classy, i know. as L said, it’s the price we must pay, and i am, and i will.
sometimes celebration must take precedent to sleep and sobriety, and last night was one of those times. the boys signed with a booking agent yesterday - a feat well deserved. for some time now the pairing had seemed like it just wasn’t meant to be, but the guys stayed motivated and perhaps sxsw was the push she needed to say yes. congrats boys! i’m so proud.
so now i sit at my desk with vertigo and wild beasts colliding in a good way. i’m glad M let me borrow this album. it’s completely understanding my mood.
i’ve switched to green tea. two years ago, i was finishing up my english & philosophy classes, and i was still pushing myself to meet deadlines. that’s when the ice-blended obsession started. coffee bean is far superior to starbucks, in my opinion, and they make a mean mint / mocha combo. so its safe to say i was completely hooked once finding this drink. especially after a late night of writing / not writing / deciding to go to sleep and wake up early to really wait until the last minute.
after i graduated, i didn’t have much of a reason to wake myself up. for a couple [then, aimless] months, i was without job and forced to enjoy the sunshine; a coffee drink became my guilty pleasure. now… i’ve found my pleasures elsewhere. now i’ve switched to green tea. less calories and more refreshing, i find something satisfying about tasting the green.
i think that the acceptance of a switch like this probably comes with age. the fluffy / mocha drinks can become too luxurious, and leave you only craving more and more. hollywood does the same thing. it’s fun and addicting at first, but it becomes empty and tiresome, a realization discovered usually not as quickly as you’d like.
at this point in los angeles, i think i’ve found my green tea: in genuine laughter and honest questions and answers. hikes and music with a heart on its sleeve. home cooked meals. cuddles under blankets. conversations that matter. smiles worth waiting for. ah. i can’t wait for the boys to get back from south by. i had a very productive week, but i’m ready for the whirlwind to start again. the past 2 years has been a dizzy rush rush of searching… but this spin is my dance floor happiness brought to life.
mm. sipping my green tea, not wishing it would last longer. no addiction. just pure goodness. yes.
it has arrived! sxsw is this week, a big showcase type event in austin for all of the bands and industry people to mingle and schmooze one another. my man’s band is on their way there now… off to tire themselves out with lots of music, lots of people who like music, sun and undoubtedly a lot of alcohol. they’re playing a bunch of shows and showcases and it should be a really great week for them. i’m really excited to hear all about it.
on the flip side, i so wish i could be in that van right now, road tripping across the states. but i’ve started a long list of things i will do while they are gone: drinks with friends. yoga. wine night with the girls. spa massage. i’ve been needing to catch up on some things.
i spent the weekend in a beachside hotel in santa barbara. my favorite moment: wine tasting on the pier while the pigeons danced to live jazz music.