Adios, mi corazon

i'm listening to the album "Dylan" that a friend of mine let me borrow a few days ago. It hasn't been in circulation on cd ever and there are only the few vinyl precious copies that you may be lucky to find. I am lucky enought to know someone who has it so i feel lucky indeed. I love it, it's basically all covers but he has his twangy countryesque voice and it's just wonderful. I can't stope listening to the song called "Spanish is the loving tongue" I think I've played it over at least 25-30 times in the last few days.

i went to the beach yesterday for the first time this summer. it was so nice, the weather was perfect, not too hot with a few clouds in the sky so we weren't sweltering. there was an unusual amount of seaweed laying around though. it looked like some kind of moster washed up on the beach, kind of like something out of star wars.

i keep procrastinating on writing about the "Europe trip" i don't know why i put off writing in this thing so much. I wrote in a journal for about half of the trip. There was so much happening that it became overwhelming to keep it up. I almost feel like I should just go ahead and write a book...

I feel like I have been having pretty much a perfect summer. It started out with a trip of a lifetime then I come back to my favorite place in Georgia, Dahlonega and just relax from my trip and sit on the porch and drink coffee and visit old friends. Now I am back in Tally and my days have consisted of playing tennis, singing Lucinda Williams songs at bars, learning guitar, indulging in too many hours online and zoning out on my couch, thrift shopping, and just seeing my favorite band Black Rebel Motorcylce Club on my birthday. It sure is a nice switch from last summer. Oh and of course there is school, we have our first weekend workshop this weekend. And I have a lot to do on my final project but for some reason this isn't really phasing me right now, I know I will get it done. Plus I got a job offer in Snellville. It was funny how it happened, I was leaving the day before my birthday to go se BRMC in Atlanta and I got a call just before I was leaving to drive up there and it was a man from Eastside Heritage whom I had called about 3 months ago looking for a place to apply for a job for our special projects for class. They didn't have any opening at the time but now they do. So I ended up having an interview with him the next day, which happened to be my birthday. It was really weird and seemed like more than a coincidence. It's funny how important things have been happening in my life on my birthdays the last few years. I was filmed in a documentary about Dylan fans on my bday a couple years ago and now this. I don't know, i thought it was kind of interesting.

the tennis court is calling and i have some balls to smash, hehe.