Learning

It's almost embarrassing how much I am learning out here. I still feel the same way as ever about needing to be with those I love. But when I can escape the desperate elements of those thoughts it's amazing how much there is to discover -I know it comes off vague and trite, but it's true nonetheless- about life, about growing up, about myself.

Pet Peeve

#1 Pet peeve is as follows:
Person A puts peanut butter on their eggs. Person B looks at Person A funny. Person A says "what?"

If Person A said "I know, it's kinda out there, but it's actually good, try it!" that would be totally cool!

I went to a party tonight for Matt's going away/eat all the meat left in his house before he leaves and I hungout with a lot of cool people. One girl told me that her friend lived in a yurt for a while. I said "what?" And she said "what?"
It turns out she knows 3 different people in 3 different yurts in 3 different states. I said "wow, that's so weird!" and she said "I don't think it's weird..."

Olympia is seriously one of the coolest places I've ever been to, but this is my core problem with it. It's ultra-progressive but many Olympians are in denial about that! It's like if everyone came to work with underwear on their heads and said "what?" when they were looked at funny. Weird is cool, but it's still weird! It doesn't hurt to address it! (or does it?)

afterthoughts: I watched the highest tower of Jenga I've ever seen built, to "pro" standards according to Jenga's rule book. Also, my new friend Davey hasn't burped since he was 13-years-old. Then at the end of the night one dude invited us to his skinny dipping sauna party on Sunday and we all said yes. Mom, dad, sorry if that's too much info. But isn't that weird?

So this will be the first post in this blog since 2011... I'm starting it back up for the sake of my family, and potentially any other people who would like to keep up with my life a little bit while we're apart. My LJ is kaput, and I'm not gonna claim that this will be different. [As my first thought to expand upon:] But sometimes you just need a new start in some shallow way, a change in image or scenery, to create the illusion of some change to quell the guilt felt regarding the need to change it... especially when I'm not sure why that guilt exists in the first place sometimes!

ANYWAY
I'm doing fieldwork in northern WA. I'm staying in a Quality Inn motel in Mt. Vernon and work in Stanwood during the day on Port Susan Bay. After our day of field work we had to fill up the tanks of gas for the truck and the boat. When I removed the nozzle from the holder, the nozzle began to drip gas like a slightly open faucet. My supervisor alerted me to this so I tried to extend the trigger (what I mean is, the opposite of pulling the trigger) but that backfired and the nozzle released the gas like a hose would when you try to wash your car. A gallon of gas sprayed all over the stuff in our truck and all over the ground. I finally flicked it off somehow (the situation was such a frenzy that I'm not even sure how it happened!) and ran inside to tell the gas station worker than gas just sprayed all over. She looked so bored and said "yeah... I know... I saw... nothing we can do about it now... just don't smoke near it" and I was just like ":O" because... there's gasoline everywhere. It was an absolutely horrifying situation and one I hope to never relive again! We waited around while the gas quickly evaporated then just drove off. I didn't want to even start the car, but everyone insisted it would be fine, and it was. But now everything smells like gasoline and I'm just... I wish it didn't happen. I wish all the gas nozzles had the safety so that they could only go on when they're inserted into gas tanks! Such a simple feature.

 I also printed all 3 of my livejournal books today, they're going to ship to me soon.

 Also, this commercial just came on TV. It's a real commercial, you can youtube all of them, they're all ridiculous. But this guy's insurance is supposedly legit!