A Lunatic's Life

4:46pm: a few of my favorite things...

Favorites

Color:
purple (duh!!!)

breakfast food:
pancakes

animal:
tigress :-)

item of clothing:
warm pjs

movie:
do all six episode of star wars count as one? if not, i guess i'd say empire strikes back

candy:
hershey's special dark chocolate bar

alcoholic beverage:
french connection

musician: 
c'mon... how ridiculous is that question. i'll answer it anyway: john mayer!!!

band:
the killers

vacation spot:
canada

meal for dinner:
baked ham, potato salad, candied yams, collard greens, homemade biscuits, and sweet iced tea

tv show:
the unit (comes on tuesday nights... if you haven't ever seen it, watch it once and i guarantee you'll be hooked)

3:48pm: word association

A friend of mine and I were playing this game last night when I went to visit her. I thought I'd try it on my own and see what happens. The way it works is this way: you get a word, and you say the first thing that pops into your head when you hear the word. I'm just going to put random words in a list here, and then type the first thing that comes into my mind when I look back at it (somehow I don't think it'll work as well as when two people play it together, but I'm going to try it anyway).

cookie: dough
cup: juice
computer: screen
map: lost
black: cat
calculator: math
pen: art
clock: late
button: nose
can: soda
yellow: sun
pillar: faith
office: cramped
sun: light
desk: prison
picture: beauty
talk: noise
blue: water
green: jealous

I was right. It didn't work as well. But it kept me entertained, at least for the moment. And if you guys want to try it, be my guest and tell me what you think and how it worked for you. I'll be back in a few minutes with something else, hopefully something slightly more interesting. :-)

3:39pm: couldn't think of a catchy subject line
 So I finally got my James Morrison cd back from Kim. She'd been holding it hostage for almost a month, and you know what the ridiculous thing about it is? She hadn't even listened to it yet! I can't tell you how many cds I've lost that way, letting people borrow them and never getting them back. Its time I started keeping better track of whom I'm lending my belongings out to.

Well, I've got three days left until the big move, and I'm starting to get those nervous butterflies in my stomach again, the kind I had when I first found out about the move. Its cool, though, I'm really looking forward to this road trip of sorts. I'm hoping it'll be an interesting, yet fun, one. I can't forget to take plenty of pictures during our travels - these are moments that will never happen again, and I want to make sure I remember them exactly as they happened. In honor of that, I'm going to post here the words to one of my favorite Mayer songs.

3x5

I'm writing you to catch you up on places I've been
you held this letter
probably got excited 
but there's nothing else inside it
didn't have a camera by my side this time
hopin i would see the world through both my eyes
maybe i will tell you all about it when i'm in the mood to lose my way
with words
today
skies are painted colors of a cowboy cliche
and strange 
how clouds that look like 
mountains in the sky
are next to mountains anyway
didn't have a camera by my side this time
hopin i would see the world through both my eyes
maybe i will tell you all about it when i'm in the mood 
to lose my way
but let me say you should
have
seen
that sunrise
with your own eyes
it brought me back to life
you'll be with me next time
i go outside
no more 3x5s
guess you had to be there
guess you had to be with me
oh today i finally overcame
trying to fit the world inside a picture frame
maybe i will tell you all about it when i'm in the mood
to lose my way
but let me say
you should 
have 
seen 
that sunrise 
with your own eyes
it brought me back to life
you'll be with me next time
i go outside 
no more 3x5s
just no more 3x5s

3:41pm: What Do You Have To Say? - Small Business: Filling the Piggy Bank


Truthfully, I was never one of those children that was granted an allowance just from the sheer fact that I wasn't working. But to earn extra money, I would do chores around the house, including washing the dishes, cleaning up (not my room - cleaning my room should have been done whether or not I was looking for extra money), helping rake the leaves and washing my parents car. That all got me extra money, up until the point where I could get a real job. I got my first real job when I was 14 years old.

10:44am: Weekend Fun
 Well, this weekend was packed with activity. I had so much fun, (More fun than going to the sucky sports bar last weekend.)

Friday, Whit and Li took me out. We went to dinner at this place called Kobe. Its a Japanese steakhouse, and it was my first time going to one of those. I found it fascinating that they cook the food right in front of you. Not only that, but they cook it in stages. First, he cooked the rice. Next, he did the noodles. After the noodles came the vegetables, and finally he cooked the meat. The food was so delicious, and I couldn't finish because the portion was so big, and I had to ask for a take home box. And what do I do? Of course I leave the take home box sitting on the table in the restaurant. By the time I remember it, we're well on our way to the next destination. That destination happened to be Jasper's for drinks. After leaving Jasper's, we went to Friday's for (yup, you guesses it) more drinks. By the time we made our way to Love to dance, I was nice and toasted. Apparently in the parking lot of Love I was dancing on top of Whitney's car. Once they finally got me off of the car, I went on to dance with one of the lampposts to the beat of the music Whit had playing in her car. Of course I don't remember doing any of this (I don't drink often, and usually when I do it isn't half as much as I had then, and I'm in the comfort of my own home). Needless to say, I did not drive home Friday night. I stayed at Whit's house and we both slept until four in the afternoon. Good times.

Nothing else eventful happened on Saturday, other than us going to three different places for lunch and me having to call Justin and reassure him that I was, in fact, still alive. (He was relieved and slightly amused at the tale of our outing.)

Sunday was family time. We moseyed on to my mother's house and enjoyed a huge family dinner (complete with in-laws). Nothing much to say about that other tnan I'm truly going to miss my family when I leave. 

So that was my weekend. Very full, and I've got an even fuller week ahead. *sigh*

10:20am: Teetering on the Edge of Insanity

eyes bloodshot
head pounding
pulse throbbing
heart racing
i wake up in a cold sweat 
take a good look around
the room is dark
i struggle to focus
what was that dream?
a bridge
high
narrow
old and broken
the only link between my sanity and me
a thin thread waiting to be bent
snapped
torn in two
shreds of my life hang from the sky 
i lept over the murky water
reached out for the ropes on the bridge
hand falls short of the goal
*gasp*
just a dream
what's happening to me?
mind is bending the fine line
between fantasy and reality
what's real and what's not
am i losing my mind?
am i going insane?
the bridge folds and buckles under my weight
crash
down, down, down...
screaming, screeching, clawing, grabbing,
reaching for whatever will save me...
*GASP!*
just a dream, just a dream...
"just a dream," she says, as she hands me water.
"just a dream," she says, 
as she smiles at me sadly
walking away
and i stare after her
wishing my arms were free
free of the stiff material that makes this jacket
(just a dream)
free of the room, so clean and empty
(just a dream)
free of all the medicine
(just a dream)
free
(just)
of
(a)
this
(dream)
NIGHTMARE.

4:33pm: 8 days to go

I got more packing done last night. What a relief. Now I'm actually starting to see the progress I've made, and I'm not feeling like such a nervous wreck anymore. (Which is good. Feeling like a nervous wreck is never a warm and fuzzy feeling.)

30 minutes to go before I am free. It's finally started to get cold here, and it was so unexpected that I wasn't really ready for it. I stepped off the front stoop this morning to a somewhat fierce wind, and my bare legs (I haven't purchased any stockings for the season yet) started to get all goosefleshy. I'll have to be careful not to pack too much stuff, because at the rate the temperature is dropping now, we'll need some fall/winter clothes before the week is out (and for all next week). 

2:46pm: What Do You Have To Say? - Entertainment: Fall TV Season
 The show I'm most excited about for the fall season is The Unit. It comes on Tuesday nights. I'm excited because I've been watching it ever since the very beginning, and I'm so into now, I'm practically addicted. There's usually so much drama and suspense on that show, and it keeps me on the edge of my seat. I can't wait until it starts getting cold, too, because then I can sit in front of the TV with my blanket and my cup of tea... the perfect night! :-)

2:04pm: *takes finger out of nose*
 Here are some interview questions for me. Tee hee!

Sour or sweet candy?
Sour

Favorite hot drink?
triple venti white mocha, extra hot from the Bux (no one does it better)

City or the suburbs?
suburbs... I was born and raised in the city and I'm tired of it now.

Performing arts, fine arts, or sports?
performing the fine art of sports

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?
he wouldn't chuck any wood because he's lazy and his wife does it all for him.

Beach or mountain?
beach, for sure

Left handed or right handed?
lefty all the way

What attracts you most?
friendliness

Aliens have landed and selected you to visit their home planet. Do you go with them?
yes, of course. and if they have room for me, I stay.

Describe your perfect Sunday morning.
sleeping until about noon, getting up to read the paper and having a nice huge breakfast.

If you could be someone else for a day, who would it be?
my husband, so I could find out what irritates him about me and make sure I never do it.

If you have friends coming for supper what would you cook?
I'd order pizza, because all of my friends are picky, and its the one thing they all agree on.

What makes you laugh?
just about anything!

If you could time travel to the past to correct any mistakes you feel you've made, would you?
yes, plenty of them.

What are you most proud of in your life?
the fact that I'm still living.

Do you own any pets, and if so what do you have?
nope, I grew up in a house with five siblings. with 6 kids, you don't need pets.

If you had to pick one car, what would it be?
ford bronco

Why did the chicken cross the road?
because there was no overpass.

Where is Waldo?
on earth. now leave him alone, he doesn't want you looking for him.

Are you a cat or a dog person?
neither, I'm a zebra person.

Would you rather be blind or deaf?
deaf

Define yourself in three words...
loving, emotional, spunky

Do you eat cold cereal at night?
I don't think that's any of your business. ;-)

Kill the spider or let it out?
kill that joker, its either him or me!

Do you shower every single day?
yes, and sometimes twice a day if the weather is hot.

What is your favorite pj fabric?
this nice blend of cotton and skin.

What is your favorite food?
pancakes!

Do you read Harry Potter books?
heck no! i'm a star wars chick.

What is your favorite place?
my bedroom.

If you could have one super human power, what would you choose?
the power to read minds.

Vitamin water or Gatorade?
Gatorade.

4:48pm: 10 minutes left...
And I've been waiting for this all day. The moment where I gather up all my belongings and say goodbye to the office until 9 am tomorrow morning. I'm hungry again, and I have in mind exactly what I'm going to eat when I get home. (As if pigging out on sodas, chips, cookies, pizza, ans cookie dough ice cream yesterday wasn't enough of a snack for me. But I digress.)

Tomorrow everyone will be back in the office, and there's probably going to be chaos and mass hysteria. I've got a busy night tonight, and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to post anything. I'm also supposed to be working on the story that Katie and I are collaborating on, so I don't know how much of that I'll get done. I'm hoping to find a quiet moment to get a chapter at least done, but I still have packing to do, so who knows. :/ It seems like I'm trying to cram 50 billion things in a space that only has room for 5. Story of my life. Anyways, I've only got seven minutes to go before the clock strikes five, so I'm going to strike off now.

Good evening, everyone!!!

1:56pm: I'm testing something out here.

11:00am: My sucky time at the sports bar Friday
My God, I am exhausted. This whole weekend just seemed a lot longer than it was. Well, of course there was the extra day yesterday, but that in itself seemed like two days. We crammed a lot more in this weekend than I'd originally planned, and now I am paying for it royally. Let's see if I can recount this in a relatively short entry.

Friday after work, I went home, showered, changed, and we headed out to Lucky Strikes. It was my first time going there, and it wasn't really as great as I was expecting it to be. Or maybe my expectations were too high. Anyway, the first thing that I found wrong with it was the amount of people crammed into the place. I mean, it was packed in there. We got there around 9 (after having to drive around for 30 minutes looking for a parking space - we finally ended up going into the garage and paying 15 bucks for parking, which I was not too pleased about at all), and it was already jumping with folks. By the end of the epic journey trying to find a park, I was sooo ready for a drink. No one told me that this place is ridiculously expensive, so I walk up to the bar, my mouth all set for my favorite drink ( A French Connection), and I ask the bartender how they make it. (I've had it fixed about three different ways, and all of them are not equal. I like it fixed a certain way.) Turns out they fix it exactly the way I like it, and that makes me very happy. Almost makes up for the epic parking journey. Almost. But the deal all turns sour when I find out this drink is gonna cost me 20 freaking bucks. 20 bucks! I've never paid more than 13 for a FC, and it makes me hot fired and upset that I've got to shell out a dub just to get a shot of my favorite drink. Needless to say, I didn't order another one.

So the rest of our party arrives, and altogether its nine of us, and we move over to the bowling alley area to sit down in the lounge. The rules are, you go sit down, and a waiter or waitress comes over to take your food and drink orders. No one shows up for about twenty minutes, and when he finally does, he's got the attitude of life. So by this time, I was really pissed off, because I'd already finished my $20 drink and was ready for another, more cheaper one, but I needed food to line my stomach. Justin keeps giving me these side glances and asking me if I'm okay, because he can sense that at any moment, I'm gonna blow, and its not going to be pretty. Finally, everyone puts their orders in, and the waiter, who never told us his name, goes off supposedly to find us the food we asked for.

Forty five minutes and 3 drinks later, I am livid. The food still hasn't gotten there, and the waiter hasn't even come back to check on us. We have seen hide nor hair of him since he walked off with his stank attitude. Before anyone can say anything, I'm out of my seat and over at the bar, scouring behind the counter for our runaway waiter. He's there, at the side of the bar, chatting with some skanky looking chick who is obviously lit beyond belief and ready to walk out of the door with him in five minutes or less. When he sees me, he averts his eyes. If its possible for me to be any more pissed, I am at that point. I call him out. I ask him if he knows what the status of our order is. This fool has the nerve to say to me, "you just ordered fifteen minutes ago." I look at my watch, trying to resist the urge to hop over the counter and deck him. "No, its actually been 49 minutes and 13 seconds, by now," I correct him, giving him my best you-need-to-get-your-ass-in-gear voice. He rolls his eyes at me, whispers something to the skank, and stalks off into the kitchen. Meanwhile, J has come up behind me and asked me what's wrong. I update him on the brief conversation the waiter and I had, and he turns to look for the hostess, who's standing not too far away, talking to some other customers. He goes over to say something to her about the service (or lack of) that we're being given, and while he's doing that Mr. Stank Attitude comes back out of the kitchen with a nasty look on his face. He walks over to me and says, "you're food's ready. I'm going to bring it over to you." Then he turns back on his heel without waiting for a response and walks back into the kitchen.

When we finally get our food, its good, but it wasn't worth all the hassle we had to go through to get it. On top of that, the music the dj played was wack, and we had a hard time getting lanes to bowl. By the end of the night, I was highly upset at feeling like I'd wasted my time and money to go to a spot that was supposed to be so good but turned out to suck royally. Needless to say, we won't be going back there.

But the Star Wars Marathon we had yesterday was awesome. ;)

4:40pm: Sweet holidays...
20 minutes to go before my 3 day weekend officially begins! I'm so excited, we're GOING OUT TONIGHT. There's this sports bar nearby Chinatown that we're going to. Its going to be my first time going there, and I plan to get all my fun out before the night is over, lol. Then tomorrow, we're going with a few friends to dinner at this new Thai restaurant. Sunday is dinner at my brother and sister-in-laws house, and Monday, we are locking ourselves in the apartment to have a Star Wars marathon. I know, super geeky, but its what makes us happy.

I started posting love soon again. I told the girls they laid a super guilt trip on me (but it wasn't like I didn't want to post more anyway), so I decided to take it off hiatus and try to finish it before posting any more of learning you. We'll see how well that works.

Anyways, I've got to make sure things are all wrapped up here before the weekend, so I'm gonna be going now. Maybe I will post more later, if my commute home isn't too crowded. >:)

Great weekend, everyone!!!!

10:41am: Love Soon - Chapter 28
Okay, this ones for Lynn, and Katie, and Synnes, and Clarity. You guys pulled a knockout, drag down, none-to-be-compared-with guilt trip on me. (Good job.) So I'm taking Love Soon off hiatus. :D Hope you guys enjoy this one. Lots of blood, sweat, and tears went into it (not really, but I've always wanted to say that).
So without further ado, here's chapter 28. ;)

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4:45pm: Sooo tired...
15 minutes before I'm due to go home, and I am sitting on the edge of my seat, just waiting for the clock to hit 5pm. (Why am I getting deja vu at that last sentence?) One more day to go before the weekend. Busy weekend coming up. I need to make my way to the grocery store to pick up more empty boxes and over to Target to get more vacum storage bags. That's top priority on my list, as we've run out of things to pack clothes and other crap in. 

I'm so tired lately. I know I haven't been getting enough sleep in the past month, and I think its finally starting to take its toll on me. I'm going to have to find a moment to breathe this weekend, if at all possible. Maybe Sunday morning, but Dan and his wife are having us over, so that might not work. Whatever. We'll see what happens. And I guess I can kiss working on either of my stories goodbye, unless I get a spare few minutes in the late hours of the night tomorrow. *sigh* So much to do, so little time... I never understood that statement until I hit my 20s.  

12:20pm: Colors Change for No Good Reason
Okay, so I was being nosey, and reading clarity's blog, and happened to find this interesting. So, I copied her answers, pasted them into my journal, and changed the answers to fit me. Thanks clarity. :D

RED:
Closest red thing to you?: my lunch cooler
Last thing to make you angry?: not being able to go to Starbuck's this morning and get my coffee
Do you have a temper?: my father tells me I do, but you'd be hard pressed to see it. 
Are you a fan of romance?: Yes, I guess so. :-)

ORANGE:
Closest orange thing to you?: "The Essential Guide to Pilot Schools", book I've got on my desk 
Do you like to burn things?: No, fire makes me nervous. 
Dress up for Halloween?: Never have, never will.
Are you a warm hearted person?: So I'm told. Sometimes a little too warm hearted
Do you have anything against ginger hair?: Nope
Are you full of energy?: Can you say A.D.D.?  

YELLOW:
Closest yellow thing to you?: the spiral notebook I've been using to write my stories in
The happiest time[s] of your life?: sitting at home, curled up with a good book and a cup of tea, watching the rain pour outside.
Favorite holiday?: MEday!
What makes you smile?: something funny, something cute, my brother Danial, just being happy about something 
Are you a coward?: By no means
Do you burn or tan?: neither... I'm very dark skinned 

GREEN:
Closest green thing to you?: the top to my bottle of white out 
Do you care about the environment?: yes, although I feel I should do more sometimes to protect it 
Are you jealous of anyone right now?: yes
Are you a lucky person?: I don't believe in luck. I think everything happens because we make it happen 
Do you always want what you can't have?: not always... because sometimes the things I can't have are just a reminder that I wasn't meant to have them for a reason.
Do you like being outdoors?: yes

BLUE:
Closest blue thing to you: my jeans 
Are you good at calming people down?: no, I'm just good at listening to them vent until they calm themselves down.
Do you like the sea?: love it. If I could be near it all the time, I would.
Last thing to make you cry?: "A Walk to Remember"
Are you a logical thinker?: depends on the circumstances 
Can you sleep easily?: if I'm not worried about something

PURPLE:
Closest purple thing to you?: my purse
Do you like mysterious things?: no, I hate surprises and mystery
Ever met anyone in royalty?: my mother, she's a queen 
Are you creative?: embarrasingly so

PINK:
Closest pink thing to you?: my co-workers shirt 
Do you like sweet foods?: hecks yea 
Like play-fighting?: No
Are you sensitive?: overly.

WHITE:
Closest white thing to you?: paperwork on my desk 
Would you say you're innocent?: I don't really know. I don't think so, though. 
Always try to keep the peace?: No
How do you imagine your wedding?: How do I DESCRIBE my wedding? it was stressful, but beautiful because things were the way I wanted them.
Do you like to play in the snow?: sometimes
Are you afraid of going to the doctors or dentists?: no

BLACK:
Name the closest black thing to you?: My shirt
Ever enjoy hurting people?: no
Are you sophisticated or silly?: silly
Afraid of death?: I'm not afraid to die. I'm afraid that my death may be painful.
Would you like to go to space?: yes

4:18pm: What Do You Have To Say? - Travel: Top Three Places


Three top destinations... that's hard to say. But I'm going to try.

Number one would be home. Why go there? Well, mainly for the obvious reason. Its where I feel comfortable. The only place in the world that belongs to me completely, the only place in the world where I can just be myself, not having to worry about anything but the peace between those four walls.

Number two would be Hawaii. Why? Because I've never been there, and it seems like the ideal place to visit. Also, because I have this goal of learning how to surf, and what better place to learn than the surfing capital of the world?

Number three would be Canada. I've visited there twice before, and each time I go seemed to be more enchanting than the last. There's something magical about that place that I can't quite put my finger on, but I know that when I visited there, both times I was happy with my stay. Maybe it was the weather. Maybe it was the people or the fact that although there were some similarities to the states, the two are very different.

And those are my destinations. Lame, I know, but I never promised you an enthralling movie. ;)

3:55pm: The weekend is almost here
And I'm 100 percent ready for it. As I'm sitting here, looking out of the window in my office, I'm thinking to myself, wow, it looks like a really nice day outside, and I'm so ready to get my weekend started.

There were a lot of phone calls today. I guess everybody needs last minute information on thw Civil, Human, and Women's Rights conference we have coming up in October. Of course, I won't be here for it, but that hasn't stopped them from working me like a slave to get ready for it. :)

4:40pm: T minus 20 minutes...
...and counting. It's 4:40 pm, and I've got 20 minutes before I'm finally free for the day. I can't wait. Had to run over to the convention center today to do some registrations for a conference our department has coming up, and it wasn't the most pleasant experience. Oh well, its all in a day's work, I guess. Big weekend coming up at Ramona's. Laundry needs to be done tonight and I need to pack. I asked J if he was going to be okay in the house by himself for the whole weekend, and he just gave me this sleepy eyed look. I guarantee you he won't leave the house the entire time. I have to make sure there's enough food in the house for him - can't have any starving men on hand when I come back. I am looking forward to the weekend, though. Its been a long time since my sister and I had some time to hang together with just the two of us. Not sure what she has planned, but I'm looking forward to it anyway.

And now, I've got fifteen minutes left. *sigh*

2:40pm: A moment to breathe
Well, I'm sitting here at my desk. I just came back from lunch about 45 minutes ago, and I have done absolutely nothing in that 45 except consume an entire bag of Ruffles Sour Cream N Onion chips and a Milky Way. I am terrible. But literally, I feel quite braindead. I've been working, working, working, going nonstop for the past month, and its all starting to catch up with me. I have about three weeks left to go before Justin and I make the big trip, and things that needed to be done six months ago are still waiting on a list for me to pick them up and pretend I remembered them. *sigh* No one told me that moving was this hard. (Okay, they did, but silly me, I just chose not to listen carefully enough.) I'm starting to freak out. I called my mother last night, and she offered to come over this weekend and help me organize. I think she just wants to see how J and I are getting along - she's still trying to find a reason why I shouldn't have married him. (Or he shouldn't have married me - either way works just fine for her.) She's also still salty about us moving so far away; that means she can't keep her everlasting tabs on us. I guarantee she won't even come visit us. Oh, well. Life goes on.

3:30pm: Just passin the time...
 Sitting here, just waiting for the clock to roll around to 5 pm. (I've got another hour and a half to go... blecch.) I was working a bit on my story, Love Soon, and trying to figure out whether or not I want to begin posting this other one I started working on about a year ago. The rule is two stories at a time, and I want to be almost done with Love Soon before I start posting another, just to cut down on confusion. We'll see what happens; the other one probably needs to be modified a bit anyway. 

There are a million things I've got to do when I get home, so while I'm sitting here I'm thinking of how they can all be done tonight without the end result being me passing out from exhaustion. My hair needs to be trimmed, relaxed, washed, blow dryed, and flat ironed tonight. That's not an option. Its going to take two hours just to do that. I have my asl meeting tonight, and I'm tempted to skip it for the purpose of washing my hair in order to get to bed at a reasonable time tonight. The other option is, I could wash it without trimming it and relaxing it, and put it into some more twists. That would only take about an hour, and I'd be able to relax it this weekend. That's what I'm leaning toward, although I'm really missing having my hair straight. Its more versatile that way. But circumstances often dictate my actions, so I think I'm going to have to go with the twists. 

5:57pm: finally free....
Well, its Friday afternoon. I am so happy to be off work - its been a loooong and busy week. I'm so tired right now I don't know what to do with myself. I saw April on the bus today, and she invited me over to her place with some of the other girls to watch movies and eat pizza. Since she lives right around the corner from me practically, I'm considering going and just staying for a bit. Of course that leaves Justin in the apartment by himself, but I'm sure he won't mind. He probably will get into a star wars marathon or something like that. Just have to make sure there's plenty for him to eat in the fridge.

I've got a busy weekend ahead of me (does it ever stop?) Its going to be full of cleaning and packing and fun things like that. Yay me.

Anyways, I'm starting to get a little motion sick from typing while the bus is moving, so I'm going to head off now. May be back later if there's anything worth saying later on. If not, I may be back sometime this weekend or Monday.

Toodles!!!!

12:22pm: Teetering on the Edge of Insanity - Poem I wrote
So I promised that I would post this poem once I found it, and here it is. I'm posting the link to it, because the format I wrote it in takes up way too much space. Anyways, here it goes... hope whoever's reading it likes...


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12:18pm: Can this day go annnnyyyyyy sloooooowwwwwwwerrrrr?
I am soooo tired right now. It isn't even as if I got to bed late last night... well, okay, it was half past midnight, but that isn't any different from any other night. But for some reason this morning when I woke up I had the hardest time getting out of bed. And still, as I sit here at my desk, doing pointless paperwork, I'm having a struggle just keeping my eyes open. And if you want to know, the two cups of coffee I've had already are not working. I would spring for a third but I'm afraid that might keep me up all night tonight. So I guess I can't win, huh?

5:50pm: teetering on the edge of insanity
That was the name of a poem I wrote about 2 months ago. I'll have to post it here when I find it.

Anyways, I'm on my way home from work, on public transportation AGAIN (I'd rather catch the bus to work everyday than pay 10 bucks for parking and sit in traffic for an hour each way), wondering what's going on inside the heads of my fellow riders.

Someone close to me smells as if they've been drinking on the job, or drinking before the job, or drinking after the job... whatever.... it smells like liquor.

Work was okay today. We're still working on this Civil, Human, and Women's Rights conference coming up in October, so I've been doing plenty of mailing and faxing the registration packets to our locals. Its not really busy work, I could do it with my eyes closed, but its mentally exhausting because of the amount of information that needs to be enclosed in each packet.

I'm terribly hungry right now and wondering what I'm going to fix for dinner. Probably hamburger and fries... its an easy option for a weekday/workday. Justin won't complain - he never does. Even when I think I would if I were him, he doesn't. I think God knew I needed to marry a man with a lot of patience.

Anyways, my stop is coming up soon, so I've got to run now.