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Thursday, 27 March 2008

  • Holy Crap - it's been a year? 

    1.  Where has the time gone?

    2.  Why am I not creatively writing anymore?

    3.  Why do I sound like an old person?

    4.  I used to be funny on here.  Why am I not still blogging?

    Please answer these questions.  Hellooo?  Anyone out there?  Oh.  You've all given me up for dead.  That's o.k. 

    I honestly thought it had only been a few months since I've been on. 

    I'm sick of snow.  My creativity has dried up.  I am an old hag.  I have heartburn.  I do happen to like my life, however. 

    The following has been brought to you by 12:36 a.m., and the letter "B".

    Currently Reading
    The Geography of Bliss: One Grump's Search for the Happiest Places in the World
    By Eric Weiner
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Sunday, 18 March 2007

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    So yeah.  Not sure if I should keep up with this, or if I should keep paying when it comes time so I can have somewhere to write something.  Xanga is the longest journal, written or otherwise, that I've kept.  I don't tell my darkest secrets here, but when I've kept up with it, I've had fun writing and vomiting up my random thoughts to a miniscule audience.

    I've been busy, ok?  Mom and Dad are split up - temporary or permanent - nobody knows as of yet, Mom is out in Middle America taking care of business and in a good place, let's hope it sticks.  Dad is temporarily very needy.  I am very sick of being the go-to person for direction, calming down, helping to fix.  Done several times already since the age of 11.

    In other news, doing a little more gigs than normal, some actually paying.  I've been enjoying myself, have been sitting in with my saxophonists other band at various venues.

    2 weeks until very big work-type thingy that usually stresses me out.  Blessed this year with only one of these work-type thingies - knock on wood.  Last year there were six.  Ugh.

    I am one of those creatures, my people, that tend to do this kind of thing in spurts.  Then I leave for awhile.  I get into other stuff.  More recently, I've been addicted to online poker for play chips, and real poker at the Rod & Gun one Friday a month. I kill in play poker - but the best I've done in real life poker - where people see my face and the curse of the red ears comes into play - is placing 6th out of 40 or 50 people in two tournaments.  Damn Antes to hell.  I like blinds, man.

    C'est la vie.

    Currently Listening
    The Black Parade
    By My Chemical Romance
    The End
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Thursday, 21 September 2006

  • Hmm...perhaps I'm a bad mother....

    I can't help my daughter with her math, but she knows the names of all the designers on Project Runway. 

    I realized I may be contributing to the deliquency of a minor when she started talking about Anna Garcia and Michael Kors yesterday.

    Currently Watching
    Project Runway - The Complete Second Season
    By Heidi Klum, Michael Kors, Nina Garcia, Wendy Pepper, Jay McCarroll, Melissa Haro, Austin Scarlett, Tim Gunn, Starr Ilzhoefer, Nora Caliguri, Alexandra Vidal, Kevin Johnn, Kara Saun, Mario Cadenas, Daniel Franco, Vanessa Riley, Robert Plotkin
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Wednesday, 13 September 2006

  • NERD ALERT

    George Lucas is a wonk.

    What's the deal with only releasing the original Star Wars trilogy (sans digital enhancement) as part of a package with the dig. enhanced versions - which he already put out and people already bought?

    Doesn't he like his purist fans?

     

    Currently Watching
    Lost - The Complete Second Season
    By Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje, Naveen Andrews, Emilie de Ravin, Matthew Fox, Jorge Garcia, Maggie Grace, Josh Holloway, Malcolm David Kelley, Daniel Dae Kim, Yoon-jin Kim, Evangeline Lilly, Dominic Monaghan, Terry O'Quinn, Harold Perrineau, Michelle Rodriguez, Cynthia Watros, Ian Somerhalder
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Sunday, 10 September 2006

  • Scars I have but you probably wouldn't notice:

     - 1 on my left pinky, from when I was 7 or 8 and my dad ran over it with his ice skate while I was tightening my lace.

    - 1 on my right pinky, from when I cut myself washing out a tin can last week (I'm recycling, though dammit!)

    - one on my right wrist, from a puncture wound I got around 18 or 19 from Bertha the bulldog when she went ballistic for no reason

    - one on my right ring finger, from when an industrial-sized bathroom door with no hinge, apparently, closed on it.  All the way.  I could see the fat.  eww.  8 stitches.

    - one on the bottom of my right foot, from when I was 6 and stepped on a badminton stake in the ground.  2 stitches, no novacaine, from some hick hospital in Peoria, Illinois.  on vacation!

    - one you can't really see on my right eyebrow from an eyebrow ring I grew tired of cleaning and took out.

    And one gigantic frustration scar on my psyche from dealing with the retards at Verizon.

     

     

    Currently Reading
    Winter's Bone: A Novel
    By Daniel Woodrell
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  • uh.  So.  should I keep up with this? It's been months, you know. If a tree falls in the forest after leaving the forest months.......