I went to Brandon's new house today, he told me it was on the outskirts of Grove City/Columbus; the truth be told he lives in utter suburbia. I was listening to Green Day, but sadly the wrong CD. I had in International Superhits, when I needed American Idiot so I could blast Jesus of Suburbia ( when I go back I totally intend on scouting the place out just to make sure this Jesus is just a myth) and laugh hysterically at the irony.I really wanted Andy to see this place because of his ardent love for Green Day. I swear the place just screamed soccer mom, and neighborhood barbeques. I wonder if they have a neighborhood watch program, I would probably burst out hysterically if i found out they did, so its probably best to not ask his mom that. Mrs. Stickel once told me that her worst fear for me was that I would end up someones secretary, letting the talent i have rot away. My worst fear goes beyond that: living in suburbia, driving a totally trendy SUV its main use is to drive the little ones back and forth from ballet lessons and pratices, spending my weekends cheering at Brandon Jr.'s biddy football games, or having lemonade with all the parents on the back patio. Just the thought of that makes me shudder. That is not what I want. Maybe that will change, but I doubt it. I want big cities with lots of exotic people and lights and my love for theater blossoming. I don't want lots of money or a big house or anything, I just want to be happy. I don't want to force myself to go to work doing something I hate just to make money. I can't see me doing that.
Its not that I don't like Brandon's new house, its very pretty. I would love it even more if it weren't so far away. Which reminds me, I drove all that way without hurting myself or someone else or getting flipped off or running myself of the road or even getting lost!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Which is a major accomplishment seeing how Shaun insists that I am a crazy scary driver. So HA! I wonder why anyone would want that kind of life. I mean its kind of cute, in a creepy sort of way. I respect stay at home moms a lot, i think that its probably the toughest job out there. But I certainly don't want to take it...ever.