Who Fuses the Music

Today I helped a frustrated medical doctor cook his lunch in a microwave. We are all truly humans. And I love my job.

      So I'm really excited to start my new art project for the summer.  I've been needing a chalk bag for a while now for climbing and haven't been able to get myself to buy a $20 bag off of Amazon.  It's bloody expensive for such a simple object. Therefore, I'm taking it into my own hands and creating this goodness out of nothing...or out of some nylon straps, cording, fleece, and fabric. I got the pattern from another blog: The Handy Hippie. It's quite awesome, just like this Better Than Basic Chalk Bag design:

I'm currently in the business for a good rock climbing buddy. My current one, Kerri, is moving away on Thursday. So please, step forward now and declare yourself a rock climber for my sake and buy a Quarry pass. Thanks.

I took a surprise trip to Mesa this weekend. I am too acquainted with the Salt Lake Airport. I'm there every other weekend flying to some form of sanctuary. Thank you Southwest, and mother.

I like the science of food, I like Happy Sumo Sushi restaurant, I like trying new things. Introducing a Sushi restaurant inspired dish: Wontons. Other than setting the fire alarm off, everything went well, was pretty easy, and fast. Call it a kitchen success.

Nana's front yard, and personal beach.  I am going to be married in this exact spot one day.

Midnight bike ride with my room mates. Its the last time we are together. We are each leaving to a different state, city, apartment, & house.
We've had some good times this semester, especially adventures with Kelly.  I'm going to miss these girls. We may never see each other again.
I'm used to change.  Its what I do.  But this time, I'm scared to turn the page to another chapter.
Thrown into the world again left to find valuable learning experiences to take home with me.
Home. Another thing missed.  The comfort, the people who know who I am, the people who automatically love me. I'm a lucky soul to have a great home.
I feel like a piece of my tissue is bottled in lovely Regina Spektor's song on Far, Genius Next Door.  Oh Regina, how do you translate your insides so flawlessly? I must know. 

       In between the two essays I have to write today I decided to take a break.  It's only called a Coffee Break because that's the name of the rap song I decided to learn. It eases my mind amongst so much homework.  It's by Zeds Dead & Omar LinX.  Here's is what I have so far:

Coffee Break - Zeds Dead ft. Omar LinX
vs. 1
Yeah, woke up but I got to go back
Tell mama I ain't no slack
I'ma make it in this world
I'ma show you girl
I might fall but I ain't gonna tap

Just thought that I'd let you know
a couple things that I can't let go
I want it all
but I gotta make the call
to get this job and get this dough

Two sides to the same old story
no love in the game of greed
no time for border dreams
no time for me no time to breathe

But I ain't a quitter you should  g****** know better
make a _____________g****** go getter
I'ma take it to the top
If you thinkin' I'm not
you lost to a g******go-getter


vs. 2
Yeah, yeah I'm in today
I'm overworked and I'm underpaid
They taking off, I'm going late
they slackin' off, they coffee break.

But I've had enough and I want a raise.
& I know my cards, & I know the game
But I'm struttin' around like I own the place,
with my head up high like I know the way.

And I'm walking here so confident,
so devenir, so off the wind.
I am the man, that's not pretend
I could do it again if you're not convinced.

Cuz I know the deal:  it's do or die.
I'm Ron O'Neil
I'm Superfly
They see the boy, they know I grind.
I put it where they can't deny that.