Wooo Hoooo

Song: So Far Away – Stained
Quote: I’m so afraid of waking… please don't shake me… afraid of waking… please don't shake me


I met a guy! I met a guy! I met a guy! Te he, I’m so happy. He’s so my type, and he actually seems interested in me! I met him last night at a bar. Friend of a friend, non-smoker, non-drinker, blond, blue eyes, scruffy looking, very cute, funny, polite, intelligent, loves motorcycles and Metallica and Crystal Roxx.
Woo woo woo!
We’ll see what happens… but I’m keeping my fingers crossed.

Daily Horoscope May 30, 2004
Quickie:
Look at you, you big flirt. Today you'll discover your advances being reciprocated.

Overview:
You've probably got a nice, warm emotional buzz going. It won't be going anywhere for a while. Share it. You know what they say about how it all comes back ....

Mmm Bop... not

Song: Sober – Tool
Quote: I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave. Trust me. Trust me.

Somehow I got roped into seeing Hanson and Nelly Fertado tonight. Definitely not my musical preferences. However, Hanson was not that bad. Those little brats… I mean those guys actually have some talent, they played and sang really well. If I pretended that I didn’t know they were Hanson, I kinda enjoyed it. But Nelly, yea, I could have lived without seeing her. Rather annoying she was.

My horoscope:
Daily Overview for May 29, 2004
Quickie:
It's the weekend. You're exhausted. Sometimes the best plans are no plans at all.

Overview:
Talk about charming -- you'll be able to convince darned near anyone of darned near anything. What do you do with this? Whatever you like. You're driving, and that's that!

check list

Song: Rainbow Connection
Quote: I thought it would be faster if we traveled by tape edit. – Jim Henson

Three cheers for procrastination… never mind… we’ll do it later.

There are so many things I should be doing right now. I just don’t feel like doing any of them. I don’t really feel like doing anything.
List of things I should do:
1. My homework for my 3ds max class.
2. Read Chapter 5 for my 3ds max class.
3. My advertisement analysis for my technical English class.
4. Clean my room. (a never ending quest)
5. Cut my hair. It’s a wee bit long in the front.
6. Start working on filling a brand new sketchbook.

Think I’ll just go to bed.

beyond thunderdome

Song: We Don’t Need Another Hero – Tina Turner
Quote: This isn’t a funk, it’s my personality. – Jen, Dawson’s Creek

Please ignore the fact that today’s quote is from :::gulp::: Dawson’s Creek. There was a time that I was addicted to cheesy teen dramas. I got over it, but I still love that quote. Oh, and the whole Tina Turner thing… I don’t know, for some reason that song just popped into my head.

It has been brought to my attention that I apparently walk around with a scowl on my face. Now, I didn’t think I was scowling, I certainly don’t intend to be scowling. I just have a lot on my mind, and I would think people would recognize it as a look of deep concentration. Or at least that’s what I’m telling them. It’s not my fault that people continually piss me off. Ever hear the expression “everyday I’m forced to add another name to the list of people that have pissed me off”? Yea, that’s me. I have also been told that I’m aggressive and intimidating. And here I thought I was a sweet pussycat. :::rolls eyes dramatically:::

Mmm, new Hershey kisses with caramel. Mmmm.

I just got my credit card bills. I put my summer tuition and books on them. Eeek. I also have about $200 worth of gas on them. The list of things I need for school is adding up. Computer programs, external hard drive, along with the usual tuition and book fees. I also need to get my car fixed and I need money for the wee operation I’m going to have (I think my deductible is really high). I really need to win the lottery. Of course I need to PLAY the lottery in order to WIN the lottery. Technicalities.

Found out today that my cutie teacher likes the same movies I do. Ended up talking to him for about half an hour about movies and books and such. --- I’m not going to fall for another impossible guy. For all I know, he’s gay.

A friend of mine jokingly told me that since the whole band guy thing doesn’t seem to be working out for me, I should move on to Harley guys. My mom would LOVE that.

Things are changing

Song: Harder to Breathe – Maroon 5
Quote: ‘Tis no sin not to be Irish… Just a terrible, terrible shame.

So, I changed the colors. I was really sick of all the gray. I haven’t been in that mood for a little while. I know the picture on top doesn’t exactly go with the background (since it’s still in black and white) but I like the contents of the picture. I keep thinking I should take the time to draw something of my own to put up there… I just don’t seem to have the time.

I just bought Lord of the Rings Return of the King. Add that to the list of movies I’ve bought and haven’t had the chance to watch yet. That list includes X2, Underworld, Master and Commander and Pirates of the Caribbean. After my summer classes, I’m going to take an entire day to watch movies.

eek... i was reading a blog with white writing and a black background... now my eyes are all screwy and I'm seeing white lines everywhere.
Random thought: Every once in a while I think about the fact that if I were to get stranded on an island, I probably wouldn’t live very long, due to the fact that, without my contacts, I can barely see. And since I don’t carry my glasses with me anywhere I go, I’d be screwed. I think if I ever go on a cruise I will make sure to carry my glasses with me at all times. (Does anybody else think about these kinds of things?)

I’ve noticed that I barely turn on the TV anymore. There used to be a time when it was always on, now it’s never on. I will usually have music playing, but lately even that has been bugging me. Peace and quiet. :::sigh:::

All right, I’ve got things to do before I go to bed. I’ve wasted to much time as it is.

Just do it

Song: Head like a Hole - NIN
Quote: Be wary of wousing a wrizards wrath… rousing a rizards … rous… Be wary of making a magician angry! – Schmendrick, The Last Unicorn (movie)

Spent all day at school trying to learn. It’s very hard to concentrate in class when I’m looking at my teacher’s muscley arms and cute ass.

My brain is turning to mush, once again. I’m sitting here trying to think, and it’s just not working for me. I had quite a few thoughts that I wanted to put down here, and now I can’t remember a single one. I feel I should apologize for my lack luster writing in this blog. So I leave you with this amazing quote. It’s from a Nike ad, from sometime in the 80s. It’s a wee long… but being the tomboy I always was… I love it.

Did you ever wish you were a boy?
Did you? Did you for one moment or one breath or one heartbeat beating over all the years of your life, wish, even a little, that you could spend it as a boy? Honest. Really. Even if you got over it.
Did you ever wish that you could be a boy jus so you could do boy things and not hear them called boy things, did you want to climb trees and skin knees and be third base and not hear the boys say, Sure, play, but that means you have to be third base.
Oh ha ha ha.
But did you ever wish you were a boy just because there were boys, and there were girls and they were them, and we were, well, we weren’t them, and we knew there must be a difference because everybody kept telling us there was. But what was it?
You never knew. Like you knew that you were a girl (you run like a girl you throw like a girl you girl you) and that was great, that was swell, but you couldn’t help wondering what it would be like if you had been… a boy.
And if you could have been a boy, what difference would it have made? Would it have made you faster, cuter, cleaner? And if you were a boy, this incredibly bouncing boy, what boy would you have been? All the time knowing no two boys are alike any more than all girls are.
So you wake up. And you learn we all have differences (Yes!) You learn we all have similarities (Right!) You learn to sop lumping everybody in the world into two separate categories, or three, or four, or any at all (Finally!) And you learn to stop beating yourself over the head for things that weren’t
wrong in the first place.
And one day when you’re out in the world running, feet flying dogs barking smiles grinning, you’ll hear those immortal words calling, calling inside your head Oh you run like a girl
and you will say shout scream whisper call back Yes. What exactly did you think I was?

there's no place like home...

OMG... I almost had heart failure... I thought I lost all of my posts. I was trying to change everything and blam! I couldn't get my posts to show up when I republished. Luckily I saved the script. From now on, it's changing colors and changing pictures for me and that's it... well maybe...

Rockin'

Song: Cold Hard Bitch – Jet
Movie: The Breakfast Club (Who doesn’t love this movie?)
Quote: We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all. – The Breakfast Club

The explosion that I feared did not happen. I went to see Crystal Roxx last night and so did all of my friends. (The ones mentioned in my May 7th blog). – Well, all but one. The nice thing was that I didn’t have to shuffle my way around the bar, trying to hang out with each of them. We all stood close together; everybody talked to me, but they all ignored each other. Actually it was kinda weird. But I still had a lot of fun. Crystal Roxx was awesome, once again. Started the first set off with Prayer by Disturbed and rocked the rest of the night.

However…
My thoughts on being completely drunk in public:

I think getting totally shit-faced in public is asinine. Even though I don’t drink, I can understand wanting to “loosen up” by having a few drinks. However, when you get so drunk that you can barely stand, there is something wrong there. Last night (and this isn’t the first time I’ve seen this) a bunch of girls got really drunk and got on stage with the band. The alcohol running through their veins apparently made them believe they were really sexy… and they were far from it. Believe me, I think I’m pretty damn cute, but I’m not the skinniest chick there is, so I know better than to be wearing a tight belly t-shirt that shows off my extra weight. I also don’t wear a skirt short enough to see what the moon looks like. Obviously there are girls out there who don’t feel the same as I do. You mix them with a whole bunch of alcohol and a band and you end up with a bunch of ugly chicks dancing like sluts on the stage. Granted, I have been known to get up on stage and dance with the band, but I’m fully clothed, I remain that way and I don’t dance so close to a band member that I can tell what religion he is. I think it’s a matter of respecting yourself. You get that drunk and you end up doing crap you’re going to regret. The sober people around you don’t think you’re funny; they just think you’re an ass. My advice, next time, cut back on the drinks; stay on the floor and just enjoy the music.

Friend

Song: Light of a Clear Blue Morning – Dolly Parton
Quote: Among the many things in meant was that even to loneliness there is an end, for those who are lonely enough, long enough. – A Saucer of Loneliness by Theodore Sturgeon

If nothing else, I am grateful for true friendship. It has not been a very good week, from my sketchbooks being stolen to “what’s your name again?” Today I was feeling rather down, so at lunch I gave Hawke a call. She commiserated with me about dumb bass players and filthy thieves. And then we got to talking about yarn and knitting. And for some odd reason, it was just what I needed. I don’t know how, but she always knows what to say. This is not the first time I have called her in a miserable state and every time, she makes me feel better. I’ve called her crying and she’s made me laugh. And today… she made me see the sunshine.
So, even though I no longer have my sketchbooks… I still have the ability to draw. And even though I don’t have my bass player… I still have the memory of an amazing kiss.
And best of all, no matter what happens… I have an amazing friend.
Love you Hawke

So much for that

Song: One Thing – Finger Eleven
Quote: Dreams die hard and you hold them in your hand long after they’ve turned to dust. – Bowen, Dragonheart

I went to see my bass player tonight. I wish I hadn’t. I got a kiss on the cheek and a “what’s your name again?” Guess I kinda figured that would happen. Chalk this up to another learning experience I guess. This was the first time I ever made the first move. Even though it didn’t work out, at least now… aww hell. I really don’t feel like rationalizing this right now. I’m not upset, but I’m still disappointed. I don’t know what I wanted, or what I expected. But I know damn sure I didn’t want “what’s your name again?” Wish I hadn’t gone, then my last memory would be of him kissing me. Damn damn damn!

Bad Week

Song: Hero of the Day – Metallica
Quote: Still the window burns… Time so slowly turns… And someone there is sighing… Keepers of the flames… Can’t you hear your name? Can't you hear your babies crying?

My sketchbooks were stolen. Ten years of work and it's all gone. I can’t understand why anybody would take them. There was nothing really important in there. They were just studies. There weren’t even any real ideas in there, it was more sentimental than anything else. I’m so depressed. There were sketches of when I lived with Hawke in Athens. Tons of celtic patterns, dragons, studies of animals and the human skeleton… ugh. Damn whoever took them. I hope karma comes and knocks them on their ass.

For the past two nights I’ve had to deal with the same damn annoying patron. He’s got long greasy hair, wears the same clothes EVERY day and had a stench that leaves a trail as he walks. I swear I saw fleas jumping off of him yelling “save yourself!” He has a fine of over ten dollars and swears that we lied to him. Everybody in the library knows who he is and he annoys the hell out of them. Yesterday I literally had to throw him out at closing time. Oy

Tomorrow I have to go to the doctor. I have a lump on my head, and it’s been growing. It’s not anything to worry about; my mom calls them cheese tumors. Don’t know where she got that name, but the women in my family always get them, and they turn out to be nothing. But, I want to have this one removed before it gets any bigger. I’m not going for the surgery tomorrow; I’m just going to my family doctor to see where he says that I should go to have it done. At the thought of the surgery, I get all freaked. I’m an incredible wuss when it comes to anything medical. Plus they will have to shave a small part of my head. Since the lump is right in front about an inch from my hairline, it will be noticeable. Luckily I have so much hair that I should be able to pull it back and no one will notice until it grows back. Plus my hair grows really fast.

On a high note, I made an awesome friend in class. She’s way cool, hopefully she’ll turn out to be a long term friend.

Warning: I’m considering rearranging my blog… if I can find the time between class and work.

too old for this

Song: Believe – Disturbed
Quote: "These blue eyes gave nothing, expected nothing. They held too much knowledge. They had seen too much… too much sorrow, too much pain. They had looked beneath the bed and discovered that there really were monsters lurking in the shadows." – Soulforge(?) by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman

Went to see Crystal Roxx last night. Had a great time as always. However, they were at the Silo in Reading, so it was quite a drive. I didn’t get home until 3 am. Then I was back up at 6 for work this morning. Ok, I didn’t actually get up at six, I kept hitting the snooze button until quarter of seven. But who is counting? I drove my friend home last night and she gets cold really quick, so I had the windows up. It was wet and muggy and I already had a really bad sinus headache. So by the time I got home, I was so car sick. I staggered into the house, took a shower and fell into bed. I was so happy I had some Advil sinus. I had to take another dose this morning, because I still had remnants of the headache. Once again this morning as I struggled to get dressed, I had thoughts of I’m getting to old for this. But, I’ll be back at it next Saturday.

Went out to see the PPV tonight. We had a really small group tonight, but we still had a lot of fun. And the Pay per view was actually interesting. I just love the Undertaker. He’s so damn cool. John Cena looked good – as always. And Eddie Guerra was bleeding like a stuck pig. All the necessary ingredients to a good PPV

Ugh, I have to go back to school tomorrow. Between work and school, it will be six whole weeks until I have a day off. I need a vacation.

Hot in Here

Song: Mr. Brownstone – Guns ‘n’ Roses
Quote: Satan! Satan! It’s the mega-furnace! She’s losin’ power and the temperature is dropping fast! I’m not sure if I can hold her! – Scotty in Hell

Saw a t-shirt in the mall the said “Talk nerdy to me”. Made me giggle.

All winter long people can’t wait for summer and hot weather; just so they can stay indoors, turn on the air conditioning and complain about the heat.

I realized yesterday that I only had one week off from school and that summer classes start Monday. Damn! Today I went out to the school to pick up my books, and one of them still wasn’t in. I got the bill for my fall tuition, and I hope that I can afford to pay for it.

Yesterday, I went to the mall to buy some clothes. I wanted pants… full length pants. Nobody had them. All anybody had was capries. Short people do not look good in those things. Well nobody really looks good in those things. I finally found two pairs at Aeropostle. Then I bought a whole bunch of tank tops

Spent the whole day driving around with the top back on my car. I think I have sunburn on my shoulders. I’m on my way to a very cool looking farmer’s tan. Yippie.

Power Wolves

Song: Take This Job and Shove It – Johnny Paycheck
Quote: Apathy their stepping stone… So unfeeling… Hidden deep animosity… So deceiving… Through your eyes their light burns… Hoping to find… Inquisition sinking you… With prying minds… Justice is lost… Justice is raped… Justice is gone… Pulling your strings… Justice is done… Seeking no truth… Winning is all… Find it so grim… So true… So real - …And Justice for All by Metallica


So the dumb ass company that I work for fired my friend. Top 100 companies to work for, my ass. They set her up and people lied. And what can I do about it? Nothing. I’m a part time nobody who needs my job. I need the scholarship and my 401k. As for the scholarship, what a joke that is. You need to jump through hoops in order to get it, and then when you do. They pay only 50% of the “pure” tuition fees. “Pure” does not include lab fees or technology fees. And God forbid they offer any money for books. I can name two companies right now that offer full reimbursement for tuition and books, just so long as your GPA is a C or better. So why aren’t I working for them you ask? By the time I would be there long enough to qualify for the scholarship, I would (hopefully) be done with school. I’m not saying that the company itself is totally bad, but at my store, it’s a freaking war zone. You have to keep your head down to make sure you don’t get hit by the shrapnel, and have eyes in the back of your head to watch for somebody trying to put a knife in your back. I can’t wait till I can get out of there.

Ramble ramble ramble

Song: Shout 2000 - Disturbed
Quote: He didn’t seem to think it was funny. A lot of people don’t get my jokes. If I was less secure, I’d think my jokes weren’t funny. – Guilty Pleasures by Laurell K. Hamilton

I drove past a cemetery with a billboard sign in it, advertising personal storage. (no joke)

Lately I’ve taken to saying “greetings and salivations” in hopes that I would get some strange looks or a laugh. Odd thing is… nobody has said a word. Now, do they just think I’m an idiot who doesn’t know what I’m saying and pretending not to notice, or are they the idiots for not realizing. Or maybe it’s just not funny. Huh… must be that they are the idiots.

Song that doesn’t make sense: Sister Christian by Night Ranger: "Motoring… What's your price for flight… You've got him in your sight… And driving thru the night" …What in the blue hell does that mean? Who writes this stuff?

Bill Clinton has written a book called "my life". …Who cares? Does anybody really believe that he’s going to tell the world the truth in this book when he lied to us before?

How do stupid people function in their own lives? Who puts up with these people? I run into complete idiots during both of my jobs and I work with people that I can barely stand to be around for the few hours that I have to be with them. I can’t fathom having to go through life with them. I often wonder if the laws of nature (survival of the fittest) prevailed in current times, how many of these people would have made it this far?

Just when you think your life is tough, someone tells you their tragic story, and makes you realize it could be worse.

Just watching Paul Sr. of Orange County Choppers makes me think my dad’s not so bad.

Done… for now.

just for one thing

Song: One Thing – Finger Eleven
Quote: I’ve never met anyone who wishes they didn’t have a second chance at something. – Sylvester Stallone

If we could go back and change things in our lives, would we? If we knew the outcome of the way things were going to be, would we change them? And how many opportunities have we missed unknowingly?

Restless tonight... Cause I wasted the light… Between both these times… I drew a really thin line… It’s nothing I planned… And not that I can… But you should be mine… Across that line

If I traded it all… If I gave it all away for one thing… Just for one thing… If I sorted it out… If I knew all about this one thing… Wouldn’t that be something

I promise I might… Not walk on by… Maybe next time… But not this time

Even though I know… I don’t want to know… Yeah I guess I know… I just hate how it sounds

Future Songs

Song: Flying Dreams – Jerry Goldsmith
Quote: All our young lives we search for someone to love, someone to make us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope, all the while wondering if somewhere and somehow there is someone searching for us. – The Wonder Years

It’s always surreal driving around this city late at night. They don’t exactly roll up the streets when the sun goes down, but they probably could and not too many people would notice. You drive around looking for signs of life in a place that, during the day is so full of activity and noise. Every once in a while you come across other cars driving around. You look at them and wonder what it is that has them out so late at night. However, travel five minutes out of town, and it’s a different world. There are no signs of life, especially on a Sunday night. Even on the major highways you only find one or two trucks making there way to God knows where. Driving around at time like that can be soothing, or very odd. Sometimes it’s haunting thinking of all of those people safe and sound in their houses, passing the time in deep slumber; knowing that time is moving differently for them than it is for you. It becomes almost a mindless thing, traveling roads you know so well. Your mind clears of worries, your concentration unstrained for lack of other cars. And you’re just left to thought. Thoughts about whatever comes to your brain. How very… freeing.

Shades of Gray

So, I changed the colors and picture of my blog. It’s very gray. Is this a commentary on my mood as of late, or is it that I’m just bored with all those colors? Who knows. For right now, I kinda like it. Looks like an old black and white movie here. We’ll see how long this lasts.

Six Degrees of Confusion

Song: Demon Called Deception – Grant Lee Buffalo
Quote: “I have a very bad feeling about this.” - Luke Skywalker, Star Wars

The story here is true… The names have been changed to protect… well… me actually.

My friend Sara is currently dating Bob. She got to know Bob because we became friends with his friends Joe and Jill. Joe and Jill are a couple. Before Sara dated Bob, she was dating Bill. She and I met Bill at another concert. I liked Bill, but it didn’t work out between Sara and Bill. In between Bill and Bob, Sara dated Ed, who she met at a concert. Sara and Ed didn’t work out either. So then she started dating Bob. Jill and Joe are friends with Ed and Jill works with Bill's friend Sue. Still with me? Maybe I should make a chart or something. Now here is where it gets really interesting. When Sara started dating Bob, they (Sara and Bob) had a fight with Jill and Joe. That same night, Sara had a fight with Sue (Bill’s friend). So, Sara and Bob don’t hang out with Jill and Joe and Sara won’t talk or be around Bill and Sue. What sucks is that I still like Joe, Jill and Bill. I’ve been hanging out with Joe and Jill and Bill and Sue. Sara has been really busy lately so she and I haven’t hung out in a while. And as of right now, none of these people have run into Sara anywhere. But I know a few weeks from now, we are all planning on seeing the same concert. I had plans to go with Jill and Joe, but Sare called me tonight and told me that she was planning on going too. I know for a fact that Sue is still mad at Sara. As far as I know, Jill, Joe, Bill and Sue are all cool with each other, and with me. The only problem is Sara, and for as much as I love Sara, I’m annoyed that she caused all this confusion. If they all end up going, it should be interesting. I just hope it doesn’t all slingshot back to me somehow. I think I’ll just stand by myself and let everyone come to me. Ugh… friends are a pain in the ass.

My dear sis Hawke is currently on her way to the beach with her family. I wish I could go too. ::: sigh::: what I wouldn’t do for a few relaxing days on the beach. Just standing in the ocean for hours with nothing to worry about. Collecting sea shells and building sand castles with her little munchkin. Sounds perfect to me.

Random (and I mean RANDOM) thoughts

Song: Bodies – Drowning Pool
Movie: Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Quote: “I never know,” Harry called to Hagrid over the noise of the cart, “what’s the difference between a stalagmite and a stalactite?” “Stalagmite’s got an ‘M’ in it,” said Hagrid. – Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone by J K Rowling

Ok, alright already. I will do my take home test that is due tomorrow. I will do my take home test that is due tomorrow. Ugh. I’m so sick of school. I had my last Media Script writing class tonight. Yippee. One down and two to go. Then two whole weeks of nothing. -- Nothing? Nothing tra la la? Yes Jareth, nothing. -- I am not going to do a damn thing except watch movies and sleep. And go see Crystal Roxx of course... and maybe my hottie bass player.

I can’t get my brain to focus on anything. My mind keeps wandering. I’m even having a hard time concentrating on this blog.

I just lit a candle. I had the urge to make my room smell of spiced pumpkin. Not sure why. Speaking of smells, thank goodness for Theirry Mugler. I have been wearing Angel perfume for a few months now and I love it. I’m a highly allergenic person and I’ve never been able to wear perfume before because anytime I tried to wear any, I always gave myself a headache. But this perfume is made from chocolate and patchouli. There isn’t one hint of a floral scent, so it doesn’t bother me at all.

I was watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail right before this. What an incredibly funny movie. I’ve seen it before, but every time I watch it, I still find it humorous. Every line from it belongs on a t-shirt or bumper sticker. Hawke’s favorite: On second thought, let us not go to Camelot. It is a silly place. I personally love the knights who say Ne… or echy echy fidang.

Whatever. I have a test to take. I better go do that before I fall asleep at my desk. --- I will do my take home test that is due tomorrow. I will do my take home test that is due tomorrow.
Peace out

Wicked Elf

Movie: The Village
Song: Plush – STP
Quote: God bless the Irish. You saved civilization. Then you had a couple of Guinness and forgot where you put it. – Robin Williams

I have a new crush. Justin from Discovery’s American Chopper. What a cutie, and talented too. Some of the stuff he’s done for Orange County Choppers is unbelievable. Wicked smile, love the eyes and the piercings. He looks like a wicked elf. (Which is a good thing.)

Saw the seven minute trailer for M. Night Shyamalan’s “The Village”. How freaky does that look? The only movie that has really scared me in the past decade was Signs – and I’m talking - sleeping with the lights on scared – I’ve always been freaked out by the whole alien thing. But not the monster type aliens, I’m talking about the gray men aliens. They really freak me out; I can blame my brother for that one. He made me watch some “documentary” that was on some odd years back – when all the alien autopsy crap was popular. This one was about a house that was taken over by aliens and amazingly the family got the whole damn thing on film. Well there were shot’s of aliens climbing into attic windows, crawling across rooftops and hiding behind bedroom doors that really freaked me out. Look… not much freaks me out… my friends know me as the one who gets bored at horror movies because they aren’t scary. But “Signs” really spooked me. So, back to my point. I am really looking forward to “the Village”. I just want to know what the hell the things in the woods are. Plus I love that fact that once again, this weird stuff is happening in PA. Just makes you want to visit don’t it? How come they never put that kind of stuff in the travel guides?

All I can say...

Song: No Rain – Blind Melon
Quote: Caramon loved sleep. He savored it. He craved it. Caramon had come to the conclusion long ago that a person spent more time sleeping than doing anything else in this life and therefore, Caramon decided, he should be good at it. He practiced at it all he could. – Brothers in Arms, Margaret Weis and Tracey Hickman

Today I was asked why I didn’t have a boyfriend. I don’t think I’ve ever been asked that before. I’ve been asked if I had one, but never why not. I told the person who asked that I had been stuck on this guy for a really long time and just recently got him out of my system. Which is true, although there is still an echo of him. I guess it all comes down to the fact that having a guy in my life is just not that important. Who has time to worry about what someone else wants? Really? I have a hard enough time doing what I want to do, let alone trying to fit somebody else’s schedule to mine. I have always said that I need to marry a professional wrestler. They are on the road for about 300 days a year; most of them make great money and have great looking bodies. How can you lose with something like that? So, if you’re out there reading this John Cena, email me. Of course I wouldn’t turn down an offer from my bass player either. LOL

Ok, so the brilliant minds of the managers of my store are at it again. Sunday we were told that we had to have three people on the counter at all times, all facing forward. Well, this would be a brilliant idea if the cases filled themselves. Which of course, they do not. So, we are left trying to figure out how to make the product, get it into the cases, and keep everything looking full, without ever moving. All of this, just so a customer doesn’t have to stand there for a few seconds. We have never had a customer complaint about waiting. Grrrr! Maybe if these managers would take time away from drinking coffee and talking on the phone, and actually do some work, maybe then they would understand how hard it is to be in two places at once.

Search in Circles

Song: These Walls - Trapt
Quote: Bobby didn’t like the world much after a really good movie in any case; for a little while it felt like an unfair joke, full of people with dull eyes, small plans and facial blemishes. He sometimes thought if the world had a plot it would be so much better. – Hearts in Atlantis (the book) by Stephen King. (I like this quote because it’s the way that I feel after reading a really good book)

My printer is possessed. It has been since the day that I bought it. For no reason at all, it would just spit out paper at me. Even if the computer was turned off. I figured it was just its way of saying hello and goodnight. But then tonight it started speaking in tongues. The paper got jammed while I was trying to print. So I pulled it out got the printer to work again, but as soon as I put paper back into it, instead of printing my document, it started printing gibberish. All kinds of little icons, and now that I look at them; a lot of them are happy faces. Which is a little bit more frightening. Maybe it was trying to communicate with me? If so, what could it be saying?

Sometimes, a lot of times actually, I think about the future and I get scared. In order to do what I want to do with my life, I’m going to have to leave everything that is familiar to me. I moved out of state once before and even though it didn’t work out, it was still ok, because I moved in with a friend and I wasn’t so alone. But this time, I have to do this by myself. I’m such a conundrum, such a Libra. I don’t like change, but yet I don’t want things to stay the way they are. I want to live my dreams and yet I’m happy the way I am. That in itself is funny. I’m one of the few people that I know that is actually content with their life. I realize that my life is not perfect, but I’m happy with the way things are. I have a family that I love, I have great friends, two decent jobs, and I love my classes. And yet I still want more.

Wow, I feel myself verging on melancholy again. Think I’ll quit while I’m ahead. It’s amazing how introspective I get at 1 am.