throw out your gold teeth and see how they roll, the answer they reveal: life is unreal

I'm too lazy to come up with a french title for this one. Blogging shouldn't be work, it should be enjoyment! I don't know why I always make them french anyway.

Today is fathers day. My mom took my dad out for lunch at Don Lucho's (and he just discovered we've all been pronouncing "Don" wrong for years) and I caught him on the phone just as he was getting home. It's a pretty gorgeous day in NY today if the photos my best friend is sending me are up-to-date, so I'm pretty sure when we got off the phone he pulled a typical Papa Scott move and put the music on a little louder so he could hear it from the hammock.

I'm doing the same thing today; we just have to replace the hammock with this blog :-P

I've felt a little on edge lately, and that's the main ingredient in the recipe for an unhappy Hanna. I'm not unhappy, but I've walking a thin line. I had a rough couple of weeks that I'm fiiiinaaaalllllly starting to unwind from. Work is probably never going to be truly relaxing (it's work, after all) but I am certainly not as on edge as I was a month ago. I get to do so many amazing things with this job, I'd be silly to ever second guess my place there because I know it's what I'm supposed to be doing. The only other job I think I'd be happier with is one that allowed me to run around the woods and play with animals all day, and those are pretty hard to come by in Los Angeles, sooooo....

I have a friend named Vanessa that is VERY smart, especially with science, and she makes me want to go back to school for biology and completely start my life over and do something crazy like studying plant life in the Congo or something. She makes me want to be smarter about the most important things in life. There's a quote that I saw yesterday that went something like "Humans are on this earth to shit and fuck, and if your job is not to help humans shit or fuck, you're not doing anything that important" I laughed, but it's pretty true. I want to do something important that really makes the world a more beautiful place.

I briefly thought something was wrong this week, in an area unrelated to work, and when I found out I was just being silly it occurred to me that maybe I've finally encountered someone that I can truly be at ease around. And I'm pretty sure this is the first time I've ever said that and meant it. This is a good, good thing.

Good things happening, all around.