home feels different today. i think for the first time i actually feel like an adult in my parent's home. equally strange is the fact that for the first time, i feel like lubbock has changed. yeah, of course, there are the norms, like the pothole on 34th and slide and the forever construction anywhere remotely close to brownfield highway (thank goodness i don't live there anymore...), but that's all that seems familiar. i went to sb's tonight only to find that i knew less people than the amount of books i have completely read...which is not a lot, for those of you who don't know. it felt exactly like renaissance coffee house, which i dare say becky and i (and justin, if you read this) are the only ones that even know what that was. (sidenote: had it been 1998, sb's would most definately have been where i would have been. well, i take that back...zach ponder would still have been at j&b's, and therefore, i would have been too.) bless your heart didn't make me feel that i had eaten healthy like it used to. it couldn't have been the mounds of butter, sour cream and cheese, and the bucket of really salty (and oh so yummy) terriaki sauce with my chicken.......and my bread. hey, at least i didn't have a coke. my only saving grace. eckerds is now a cvs. my family is in love with the blue comedy tour (i swear it's all that's EVER on tv around here anymore). the kitchen light is brighter than ever, and i get to sleep in without any guilt or mother-alarms (or becky for that matter...). yes. things have definately changed. i am an adult. no way around it. in less than three months, i will be 24. 5 years out of high school. speaking of, i got a postcard from my high school the other day wanting me to write them and tell them what i have been up to. of course i am going to tell the truth. why wouldn't i tell them i invented post-it's? that's something to be proud of. in actuality, it would sound more like this:

"well, coronado high school, class of '99, i lost my academic scholarship, dropped out of college, worked in a daycare for a really long time (probably taking care of some of YOUR children), haven't dated in almost 2 years, live with my sister and am looking forward to my spinster life consisting of sit-and-be-fit on pbs and cats. lots of cats."

i am hoping that the rest of my class is equally as non-productive as i have been, although i am sure this is NOT the case. but i digress. (i just wanted to say that because it was on the book on tape that i listened to on the way home and i thought to myself "hmm...i have never said that." but now i have. maybe i will tack that on to the end of my information to coronado high school...

"and by the way, i have sooo said 'i digress.'"

so, here i am. 12:46 at night. in lubbock, tx. being an adult, which tonight consisted of chai tea and a trip to walgreens for saline solution and chapstick. and i paid for it all by myself. oh wait...that's not new.

i will end with this. the middle of a glass of chai tea is all that i worth drinking. well, in actuality, it's really all that you can DRINK. the rest is kind of chewing. on the top, you've got the shady chai tea film that kind of dissolves like those listerine strips if you actually eat it. this is only a factor if you wait for it to cool down like i myself do. i do this so i actually have working taste buds for the next couple of days. call me crazy...but if i am going to injure the insides of my mouth, i would much rather do so with peanut butter cap'n crunch. the real stuff. none of this hill country fare kind. but i digress. (two times in one post! i am sooo on a role...) then you get the scrumdittleyumptious middle. it's smoothe like butta'. but then...dum dum DUM!!! the chai tea chewies. the flakes of shadiness. the ruiners all of things good and right. don't get me wrong, i both dissolved and chewed tonight...just to make sure that i could give an accurate description of the anatomy of chai tea lattes.

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heather, this one goes out to you.