Easter plays no significant part in my life.

The last Easter I remember, probably 2001, I dyed the eggs myself and hid them in my backyard.. where 10 minutes later hunted the eggs down for a job well done. I have pictures of my victory as well as my cat Sassy sitting ontop of some eggs like he had just hatched them.

I've been dreaming a lot while i'm still awake and today was a terrible day for being outside of my home. I kept driving to places that I didnt remember how I got there or WHY. A woman nearly hit me when she ran a red light and I didnt react right away, I was just LA-DEE-DAH. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blahblah.

I feel like poopyshit. But I'm in love with it.

I missed breakfast with the girls this morning and I'm a little disappointed in myself for not waking up in time. I should really be going to bed earlier then 4 am because my body isnt reacting well during the daytime when I need it the most. My insides are screaming and my outsides are falling asleep.

I've been catching up with old friends from long ago that I thought I'd never see again and so far that journey is a little on the boring side, except there are a lot more people in my life to deal with. I'm thankful that no one hates me at this moment but there is no fun in loving everyone-everyday-for-the-rest-of-my-life. The good thing is, I can just jump right back into the crowd and pick up where I left off without having to defend myself or my actions over the past years. There is no mending of wounds or explainations, I can just get in and get out when I please.

I hate defining a friendship or talking about personal things with people I've barely met. I could have some trust issues that I'm not aware of. I'll bleach them right out because bleach takes care of all problems.

I should be out looking for Arizona ruins right now, travelling where the Hohokam once traveled, finding sherds of pottery and traces of ash left behind. Today I feel like I got slapped in the face by a fatty fat hand and I don't know if I feel up to an archeological adventure. Leave it to me to have some self-doubt. But who am I kidding? I'm ALWAYS up for an archeological adventure.

Today you can find me at the Riverview site, located near Dobson and the 202. As you may know, developers have been wanting to build there for a while and there is an election in May to determine the fate of that prime piece of west Mesa property. Read up on it, watch the news, look at commercials pushing in favor of prop. 300, 301 and 302 blah blah blah. We all know what will happen in the end, shopping and entertainment always win. No doubt bitches.

And maybe you dont care, maybe you do, maybe you have no idea what im talking about. Sometimes I dont even know. I usually dont make a big deal about what the city of Mesa does, but this is something thats been bugging me for a while. There has been an immediate excavation of the Riverview site, what the media fails to mention is that there is an ancient canal system and ruins of the Hohokam just sittin' in that chuck of land near Dobson and the freeway. If they build on that, part of the history will be destroyed and I'll really be mad.

I'm such an old woman these days.

I would like to fancy myself a marshmellow. A goey white marshmellow.