Okay, so I partied Saturday night with a friend. We had good times with Jack and Seagrams till about 6am. Crashed for a few hours and woke up around ten. Granted, no hang over. Though I'm fairly certain when I woke up I was probably still drunk. Still, other than feeling a little tired, no headache or dizziness nada. Didn't drink last night, but today my head feels like someones playing hand ball against my brain. How does that make any sense. See, I've always been weird.
Before the partying commenced on Saturday the hubby and I were playing Street Fighter 4. My little Stormy girl starts barking her head off so I think my friend has arrived. Turning in my seat though, I see that the entire kitchen is filled with smoke. Holy hell! We jump out of our seats and rush into the kitchen to find smoke flowing half way to the ground. Apparently the maternal unit forgot that she was boiling hot dogs. All the water boiled away and the pot and hot dogs were burning. The pot of course had to be thrown away due to the fact that it was charred. Taking the appropriate measures clean up and use an industrial size fan to get rid of the smoke. Stormy girl gets a treat for warning us and lots of praise which she is just eating up. Of course then she got in trouble for pooping in one of the rooms. She usually doesn't do that, but I guess she thought she deserved a free-bee for letting us know about the smoke filled kitchen. She's such a brat!
I still feel kind of bad because I'm taking her to get spade tomorrow. She will not be amused with me, but since my brothers dog nailed her and she is no longer a virgin we kind of have to. She's over weight and if she is pregnant there would more than likely be complications. So tomorrow we take a trip to the vet. I'm all nervous. I don't like being put under and I don't like that she has to be, but it's better we get it taken care of now.
Editing the short story some more today. It's been a bit hard to concentrate with the evil pain shooting through my head and trying to distract me, but 4 Goodies later and it's starting to subside. Hooray for Goodies! Especially now that they have the orange flavor. The deadline for the contest is May which is rapidly approaching. I want to have it ready to go in the next week or two so it's crunch time!
Which also means my break is over and it's time to get back to work.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Holy Taledo Batman I Am Twenty-Freaking-Six!
I am now officially closer to thirty than I am to twenty. Though in reality I don't feel any older, so I guess that's a good sign. The birthday festivities were excellent. They entailed lots of drinking, laughing, and game play. A couple of my buddies came up to enjoy the weekend with me. Though I just think they came because they are single and have nothing better to do with their time (Joking!) No, they are great, and could have done a hundred and one different things besides coming to visit me, and I am so grateful that they did. It was definitely good times. Well most of it, but I'm trying to ignore the bad parts.
So, my legs are extremely sore, as I have begun working out again, now that I am no longer sick and the party is over. I thought my belly would be the most sore, but alas, my legs tricked me and do not like being forced into exercise. Oh well, they will get back into shape damn it! Along with the belly and the booty. It's hard work, but I forgot how much fun working out can be. I don't do a gym anymore. Too much money and I never wind up going. I'm better off at home, because then I don't have to go anywhere, so I have no excuse not to do it. Work it girl!
The contest entry is due in May, but editing is a biatch! I never did like that part, but it must be done. Hubby is on my butt about it. No more procrastinating. I'll actually be looking over it again tomorrow. I haven't even glanced at it in two weeks, so my mind can read it fresh. Newbie here, so doing it the best way I can.
Also working on The Novel, which I actually have a title for now. Should I say? Or Nay? Well, I'll think about it, but I don't want to jinx it. My leaf has been turned and I don't want the wind coming out of jinxville to flip it back over.
The only problem I've got at the moment, is that I've got two separate beginning chapters. Now both chapters will take the story down a different path, but both paths lead to the same place. The question is, which is the more interesting. I think I have my answer, but I'm making the hubby read each one to get his opinion. So, by tomorrow, I shall have my answer. Though I think I've already made it. Still, well we'll see.
The other thing I'm doing, once I finish this entry, is writing a second chapter for each to see which one flows better, and which keeps my interest. I mean if it can't keep my interest, well I can't very well expect to keep a readers interest.
All right, catch ya later LJ addicts. <3
So, my legs are extremely sore, as I have begun working out again, now that I am no longer sick and the party is over. I thought my belly would be the most sore, but alas, my legs tricked me and do not like being forced into exercise. Oh well, they will get back into shape damn it! Along with the belly and the booty. It's hard work, but I forgot how much fun working out can be. I don't do a gym anymore. Too much money and I never wind up going. I'm better off at home, because then I don't have to go anywhere, so I have no excuse not to do it. Work it girl!
The contest entry is due in May, but editing is a biatch! I never did like that part, but it must be done. Hubby is on my butt about it. No more procrastinating. I'll actually be looking over it again tomorrow. I haven't even glanced at it in two weeks, so my mind can read it fresh. Newbie here, so doing it the best way I can.
Also working on The Novel, which I actually have a title for now. Should I say? Or Nay? Well, I'll think about it, but I don't want to jinx it. My leaf has been turned and I don't want the wind coming out of jinxville to flip it back over.
The only problem I've got at the moment, is that I've got two separate beginning chapters. Now both chapters will take the story down a different path, but both paths lead to the same place. The question is, which is the more interesting. I think I have my answer, but I'm making the hubby read each one to get his opinion. So, by tomorrow, I shall have my answer. Though I think I've already made it. Still, well we'll see.
The other thing I'm doing, once I finish this entry, is writing a second chapter for each to see which one flows better, and which keeps my interest. I mean if it can't keep my interest, well I can't very well expect to keep a readers interest.
All right, catch ya later LJ addicts. <3
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
My Journal
I haven't written in my journal since 10/15/06. It's a very thick leather bound one I bought in 04'. It's only filled out half way through. I haven't gone back to read much. I'm not ready to do that yet. However, I am going to start using that other half. I realized I have a lot I want to say, but not a lot I want others to hear. It's why I kept a journal in the first place. Maybe why I didn't lose my mind back then. Journal's don't judge or talk back, they just listen, letting you shift through your thoughts so that you can figure out what to do for yourself. I never realized how much more independent I was just writing my thoughts down, but remembering (if I'm remembering correctly) I think I was a stronger person, more sure of myself. Even if I wasn't, that's how I perceived myself and one of the things I'm trying to work on is to be strong again. Stop being depressed and start thinking for myself. I can't let what happened in my past keep me from living. I can't let the losses and the pain stop me from taking risks. I missed my journal, and I think maybe, just maybe it missed me too.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Character Career
So, I'm having a dilemma about the career choice for my protagonist. I've tried out several different things, but nothing seems to fit. She doesn't like any of the jobs we've discussed. There really is only one thing she wants to do, but due to her medical condition she can't. So the question is, does she suck it up and try and find something else she loves, or maybe it'll become an integral part of the book that she's constantly going from job to job.
See, but she's being stubborn, not even wanting to consider some options. She is obsessed with this one job, but again, they won't let her do it. Soooooo maybe she's a temp. She goes around from job to job, basically being a jack of all trades, but not staying with anything long enough to get comfortable. That could work. Of course I don't know how much she's going to like it and when we talk about it later she might be a little angry. She's a very independent character.
Sorry, I was thinking out loud. Or on paper. Whatever, you know what I mean. Of course reading it back now I probably sound a little crazy. Which I'm not. Okay, that might be a lie. This is not helping to prove my sanity. I think I'm going to go now.
See, but she's being stubborn, not even wanting to consider some options. She is obsessed with this one job, but again, they won't let her do it. Soooooo maybe she's a temp. She goes around from job to job, basically being a jack of all trades, but not staying with anything long enough to get comfortable. That could work. Of course I don't know how much she's going to like it and when we talk about it later she might be a little angry. She's a very independent character.
Sorry, I was thinking out loud. Or on paper. Whatever, you know what I mean. Of course reading it back now I probably sound a little crazy. Which I'm not. Okay, that might be a lie. This is not helping to prove my sanity. I think I'm going to go now.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Just Ramblings
Chunky Monkey and I walked the yard today. Well technically she ran, I walked. She has little dachshund legs. I'm trying to get her down to nine pounds. She's thirteen now. It should actually be a tangible goal now that my aunt has moved out. She was feeding all the dogs all day, and not even healthy stuff. I know she fed her cheesecake once because it was her dogs birthday. So they had a party. I was not amused. Anyways, now she has hard food and dinner, usually scraps. Both of my girls seem to feel they are above wet dog food. She's slimming a bit already.
It is freezing!!!!!!
Tonight after all are asleep I resume editing my short story for a contest. I sent it to my god brother for a rough read. He liked and gave a few pointers. I can always count on him because he absolutely, brutally honest and he doesn't care about your feelings. He should have been a critic. Seriously he'd be rich!
In awesome news SUPERNATURAL resumes tonight!!!!!!!! *Does Happy Dance* I'm an addict. I love that show. The funny thing, so does my dad. We watch it religiously every week, have the first two seasons on DVD and can have lengthy conversations about the show. Guns, bows, hunting, and growing food are great things to talk about, but it's always great that we can talk about little mundane things too. Well I mean really we can talk about anything, but it's cool that at 60 we have the some of the same media interests. I even had to buy two copies of the last Harry Potter book because after he had seen the first movie he stole my collection and read them all, so by the time the last book came out, well yeah, he would have stole my copy. So we got two, and sat on the couch, and read them until we were both finished. We would both look up from time to time and make comments to each other. We apparently read at close to the same speed as well.
Okay, I'm rambling now, but what can I say, I love my dad.
It is freezing!!!!!!
Tonight after all are asleep I resume editing my short story for a contest. I sent it to my god brother for a rough read. He liked and gave a few pointers. I can always count on him because he absolutely, brutally honest and he doesn't care about your feelings. He should have been a critic. Seriously he'd be rich!
In awesome news SUPERNATURAL resumes tonight!!!!!!!! *Does Happy Dance* I'm an addict. I love that show. The funny thing, so does my dad. We watch it religiously every week, have the first two seasons on DVD and can have lengthy conversations about the show. Guns, bows, hunting, and growing food are great things to talk about, but it's always great that we can talk about little mundane things too. Well I mean really we can talk about anything, but it's cool that at 60 we have the some of the same media interests. I even had to buy two copies of the last Harry Potter book because after he had seen the first movie he stole my collection and read them all, so by the time the last book came out, well yeah, he would have stole my copy. So we got two, and sat on the couch, and read them until we were both finished. We would both look up from time to time and make comments to each other. We apparently read at close to the same speed as well.
Okay, I'm rambling now, but what can I say, I love my dad.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Happy Belated New Year
I'm a bit late with this post. No excuses. I could bitch and moan about how this has held me up and that has held me up, but in reality, I've just been lazy when it comes to blogging.
So Belated New Years Resolution #1
-Get on my ass and blog at least three times a week.
I've bee working on a short story for a contest. The rough is done and in the processing of editing with my favorite orange pen. I still have over a month until it's due, but I'm trying to stop procrastinating.
Belated New Years Resolution #2
-Stop procrastinating and get off my ass and do what I really want to do.
And over the last couple of years I have become a house dweller. There have been a lot of bad things, but I have to let them go and move on. I can't just sit here and be all self pitying and depressed. I got lost in that for a while, though I'm actually embarrassed to admit it, but it's true. That's just not my style. Again, I could make excuses about why it happened, but that doesn't it helped. I've realized the problem and it's time to correct it.
Belated New Years Resolution #3
-Stop being a self pitying, depressive, complaining person, and move on with life. Go out, meet new people, shake off the past and welcome the future.
Oh and of course
Belated New Years Resolution #4
-Lose some weight! (Don't we all have that one though?)
So Belated New Years Resolution #1
-Get on my ass and blog at least three times a week.
I've bee working on a short story for a contest. The rough is done and in the processing of editing with my favorite orange pen. I still have over a month until it's due, but I'm trying to stop procrastinating.
Belated New Years Resolution #2
-Stop procrastinating and get off my ass and do what I really want to do.
And over the last couple of years I have become a house dweller. There have been a lot of bad things, but I have to let them go and move on. I can't just sit here and be all self pitying and depressed. I got lost in that for a while, though I'm actually embarrassed to admit it, but it's true. That's just not my style. Again, I could make excuses about why it happened, but that doesn't it helped. I've realized the problem and it's time to correct it.
Belated New Years Resolution #3
-Stop being a self pitying, depressive, complaining person, and move on with life. Go out, meet new people, shake off the past and welcome the future.
Oh and of course
Belated New Years Resolution #4
-Lose some weight! (Don't we all have that one though?)
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Yeah, so I'm a lil tipsy.
Not drunk, but tipsy. It's Turkey day, well technically it's 1:38 in the morning so it's the day after Turkey day. Then again if you want to get even more technical I don't even eat Turkey so technically, as I told my brother today, it's Ham day for me. Oh I know it sounds corny, but I hate Turkey. Apparently I liked it as a kid, but as an adult, just...well no.
Anyways, Happy Turkey, Ham, Fish, Vegetarian, whatever you decide to eat Day! So yeah like I said I'm a little tipsy.
The holidays are really hard this year. With Jenn's passing. Oh right, I didn't put it on blogger. Why because when I made the post about her passing, I was drunk! Yeah that sounds kind of heartless. I miss her. I really do, and the holidays, especially the first, truly suck when you lose someone who's a part of your family. When she's your sister. Maybe it was by marriage but she was still my sister.
We bitched about each other, loved each other, talked shit to each other. We were the sisters we never had, connected by a man we both loved with all our hearts. And I hate seeing him go through this pain. As much as I hurt I totally play it down because I have to be strong for him. I'm not repeating the circumstances, but if you want to know about it here is the link...
http://sylent-violet.livejournal.com/#25127
but as always I will post a picture of her
Isn't she...wasn't she beautiful? Gorgeous in every sense of the word.
So I may be ranting and I may be tipsy, but here's something I've learned. I'm a little uptight when I'm sober. A bit of stress on my shoulders besides Jenn. My mom has some health issues, and while yes, she will survive I am yet again the shoulder to lean on. Not that it's a problem, but yes, it is hard sometimes.
When I have a drink or two, I chill out a little. The stress melts away like a lighter underneath an icecube. It's slow, it's minute, but at the same point, I just say fuck it. I'll say and write what I want and if you don't like it go to hell. That's not say that everyone doesn't have their own opinion. That's great, that's fine, but don't lecture me on my opinions and the wickedness of my ways.
Yeah I'm a little frustrated. It's been a long...well month. But, out of the kindness of my warped little mind, I'm going to stop bitching and wasting space that is meant for excellent, wisdom filled words, and maybe go play on yahoo answers. Maybe read a book. Haven't decided yet, but good night to all and may your life be less complicated than mine.
Anyways, Happy Turkey, Ham, Fish, Vegetarian, whatever you decide to eat Day! So yeah like I said I'm a little tipsy.
The holidays are really hard this year. With Jenn's passing. Oh right, I didn't put it on blogger. Why because when I made the post about her passing, I was drunk! Yeah that sounds kind of heartless. I miss her. I really do, and the holidays, especially the first, truly suck when you lose someone who's a part of your family. When she's your sister. Maybe it was by marriage but she was still my sister.
We bitched about each other, loved each other, talked shit to each other. We were the sisters we never had, connected by a man we both loved with all our hearts. And I hate seeing him go through this pain. As much as I hurt I totally play it down because I have to be strong for him. I'm not repeating the circumstances, but if you want to know about it here is the link...
http://sylent-violet.livejournal.com/#25127
but as always I will post a picture of her
Isn't she...wasn't she beautiful? Gorgeous in every sense of the word.
So I may be ranting and I may be tipsy, but here's something I've learned. I'm a little uptight when I'm sober. A bit of stress on my shoulders besides Jenn. My mom has some health issues, and while yes, she will survive I am yet again the shoulder to lean on. Not that it's a problem, but yes, it is hard sometimes.
When I have a drink or two, I chill out a little. The stress melts away like a lighter underneath an icecube. It's slow, it's minute, but at the same point, I just say fuck it. I'll say and write what I want and if you don't like it go to hell. That's not say that everyone doesn't have their own opinion. That's great, that's fine, but don't lecture me on my opinions and the wickedness of my ways.
Yeah I'm a little frustrated. It's been a long...well month. But, out of the kindness of my warped little mind, I'm going to stop bitching and wasting space that is meant for excellent, wisdom filled words, and maybe go play on yahoo answers. Maybe read a book. Haven't decided yet, but good night to all and may your life be less complicated than mine.
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