one.hundred.forty.four.

saturday june 22

this day was good. i had a difficult time waking up and thought about going into work late, but i dont usually follow through with showing up late. i didnt set an alarm but my body woke me up at the usual time. i just wanted to lay... the bike ride was nice, the sun is finally out in the mornig. i still managed to make it to work on time but my ten am appointment cancelled becuase she was sick. it was fine, the other girls appointments cancelled too.. which was stange, but left us time to talk. i took some time to have food and then waited for my first appointment. it was a mens haircut and i was glad to get a new client. his name is ryan and as soon as i saw him.. i liked his eyes. he had a head of crazy hair and wanted to clean it up a bit. he was interesting from the start. i found out that he is an artist.. graphic designer that is now a designer for billanbong. wow, this is really exciting. he seems really quiet... i liked his voice. it was funny that london's client talked to him more than i did during the appointment. she was interested in his profession, i was intrigued with what kind of art he shows. we continued our talk and he asked how i ended up out here... i proceeded to talk to him about the adventure to get here. "sounds like the beginning of a movie". yes.. that it does. i had to contain my excitement about meeting him. i wanted to ask him to hang out... but i'll see if he comes back for another haircut. i had another mens haircut right after, i didnt remember him from the time before... but after some time into it, we established that i had met his wife a few weeks ago from niya. small town... even in a big city. i need to learn to watch what i say. i had a meeting with robert about how i was doing at work. it was nice to see numbers and know that i am actsully making money, and i have and 55% retention for clients. it is just unfortnate to see how much i could make if i didnt give sixty percent of it away, but thats how you have to start. robert made the comment that i must have something going on that people liked. i suppose, i'm planning on creating quite a following. i talked about some other things, i remember saying to him about how i am having a hard time with the entire move, i'm trying to rely on God right now. watching sermons online and just trying to learn the moral code for how i can keep good things coming, passing it back around. i am truely blessed with this life, but why is it that we long for what we once had? it's not that i want it again... it's that i need it to be a part of me.

i talked to london for just a bit about how i dont think that i am meant for just one man, he smiled and agreed with me. "i am inspired by strong independent women, goddesses don't belong to just one." this is true, i actually belong to the universe... i belong to the world... all the dimensions where each path has been crossed before. 

'they' come for the experience. that is what i will become. the tehra burton experience. you never know what will happen. i'm stuck in my head too much to explain what i mean by this. its actually a phenomenon. 

Jeremy came to see me at the salon just around four thirty.. We went out to the back patio to sit and talk about the details of the journals and bracelets. He brought some red bow ties and I chose which one i  wanted. I went with a larger one that was made of the blue-red matte finish. I debated in my mind if this was the right choice, I'm still not sure that I will give it to harry, I'm debating keeping it for myself. I could wear it in my hair,'I'm just not sure if it is his style, he has a mind of his own. 

I enjoyed my time with jeremy. It was nice to see him... Up close. I noticed today that he has the most amazing sea foam green eyes. In natural light they are magical... Suppose this explains why he looks down a lot. He knows. I tried to look into them as much as possible.. I wanted to see him more clearly. Everytime I see him he looks better.. More appealing. Our time was cut short because I was scheduled a last minute highlight appointment. It caught me off guard ... So I went to get ready. She was a quirky blond girl from New Orleans.. And she was on a strict time budget, she had to go get her boyfriend from the airport. I quickly foiled her hair, high and low.. The pace of the music helped speed up the process. I think london chose it because it reminded him of being at a rave or the electric daisy carnival. For the past few days we had been tossing around the idea of taking a last minute flight to Vegas to run around.. but neither of us can really afford it and we both have appointments. 

Niya came in around seven and I put a gloss in her hair... It was so quick and I needed to leave it in longer.. But I felt guilty for keeping london there late so i let it only stay on for about ten minutes. It was enough time to dull the brassiess and blend the line of demarcation. She made me a wine drink and I drank it fast. I cut her hair and styled it, she looked great and then we headed to the liqueur store to get shots. We made the plan to go to an art show that jeremy told me about... But time was getting away from us and we were stopped by a woman that was walking along, she had just been to the liqueur store as well. She started to talk to us about how she has worked hard her whole life to raise two handicapped children. the conversation was tough, she just needed to talk to someone, to get her point across. i think that we were just supposed to listen and let her know that God is on her side. without him, we are to achieve nothing. after almost an hour of standing outside of her shop talking.. i was watching the sun set and realizing that it was getting late. we were planning on meeting up with jeremy at an art show on fourth and cherry… but it was getting late. by the time we biked to my house the show was almost over and jeremy had texted me that they had left to go to band practice. niya and i took our time getting ready and taking shots of vodka right from the bottle. daniel and ian thought that it was funny to see us do this… as we made faces and chased it with cranberry juice.  we walked downtown… it was a nice walk and the temperature was really nice. we walked all the way to pine and decided to eat at allergia. the host was immediately friendly and assured us that we would have a table shortly and showed us to the bar. i was excited to have sangria, usually latin restuartnats have good sangria… and theirs was very good. carlos.. i believe that was his name… set us up in a nice table by the window. we sat beside each other in the booth so we could have a good view of everyone in the restaurant.  he offered to take a picture of us… and after a few shots we managed to get a decent one. its funny because neither of us photograph that well. but overall i was happy with the outcome, its just so rare that i even get a photo.  our food was good, i enjoyed the empanda the most. the vegetable lasagna was good… but alitle too sweet for my taste. i think maybe it was cooked with a white wine or even too much cheese. something was off and i remember it tasting better last time i tried it. we weren't sure of our plans for the remainder of the evening so we stayed and listened to the salsa band that was playing. people started to dance around and we were both very amused by the outfits that these spanish women dressed up in. i love to people watch, i really like to see what girls wear out now… its all ill fitting and scandalous, especially on saturday night.  jeremy began to text me again, asking what i was going to do for the evening. we didn't really have any other plans… so we deiced to meet them on fourth st. we took a cab and go dropped off at ferns. the place was a complete dive… including pool tables and poor lighting. there was a girl singing on stage… kinda joan jett like… but she finished her set shortly after we arrived. there was no sign of the boys.. so they must have moved on to another place close by. we saw that the red room was close and walked there… still no text from him so we scanned the place and i found him. he looked like he was in the process of texting me and i startled him with a "boo". it was kinda comical and i wasn't sure what to expect. he was a lot more charismatic that i had anticipated. his gestures and movements were full of more energy and i think it might have had something to do with the alcohol. he offered to get us both drinks.. which is very gentlemen like. then he introduced us to his friends… billy and joel. they are both very retro looking characters.. these are his band mates. we talk for a while, billy is very talkative and i find out that he is  a barber at razor backs… which is right down the street. the music is too loud and the crowd is to be desired so we decide to walk somewhere else. i believe we ended up at the v room? I'm not really sure.. but it was better. much calmer and the dj was playing good music. the boys were everywhere, they kept disappearing to chat off in weird places… leaving niya and i to occupy ourselves. we decided to take up space with our dancing skills… the music was appropriate and we made our own dance party. we were the only ones dancing for some time, a few people joined in…but they mostly stayed off into the distance and talked to one another. i caught billy staring at us… while he was supposed to be talking to a girl, i suppose we are more entertaining. towards the end of the night the boys were over by us dancing… they claimed that they don't do this often… dance, but we made it look like so much fun. dancing is one of my favorite past times. well.. one of the many things i love. i spotted joel hitting on a girl… his dark features stand out to me… and his obnoxiously long beard. we walked over to a taco place next store and each got a snack… then niya and i decided to walk home. it was close to my place and the walk was good for us. the boys said their goodbyes and I'm sure wanted us to hang out more… i like their hugs, very genuine. 

niya had to get up at six am the next morning so she fell asleep immediately and snored the whole night. i couldn't sleep and tried to wind down by getting high… washing my face and writing. i felt very inspired to write several pages… trying to just let the words flow without thinking too much about them. i was surprised with how much i got out before falling asleep with the pen in my hand.