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Beware, for I am: Blank

What happened to me last night? I had fully intended to post...really. But then I just got caught up reading fan fics and then the rents were home and before I knew it, it was 10:30 and the combination of warm tea and sleep meds had fully kicked in and I was out. Funny how that happens.

Ok, so there’s several things to touch on.

Work. As of yesterday I started back working part time again, but the boss lady is considering me going full time. Which is good. Also, we have a good candidate for our new full-time nurse, and the boss lady is running checks on her and she will soon be giving her current job a four-week notice. So either way, it looks like we’ll have over a month to wait before we get her in. Also, they’re moving me from my current spot to a desk that’s closer to Nicole, which I like better. My current desk faces the back wall, and I can hear but can’t see when someone comes in. This moves me to a different spot where I’ll be able to see everyone clearly...except for Lacy, who’ll be somewhat behind-catty-corner from me...but that’s ok, because we’re closer, and it won’t take much effort to look over my shoulder at her.

Home. The rents are back! I always enjoy their home coming after a few days trip somewhere else. It makes me appreciate them more...and I think they enjoy having me about as well. Woke up this morning and Dad had gone out and gotten some doughnuts and éclairs for breakfast without making a peep. Ok, he made peeps and all, but they didn’t wake Mom and I, and that’s what matters.

MechaCon.Ok, so no one’s really asked to be written to, so that means I’ll just be writing to Chibi, Reiko, and Jen-Twin-san Saturday night from Mecha Con. Although I probably should check with Twin-san first and make sure I have the right address. She’s moved around so much and I’ve gotten and discarded addresses so often that I’m just not sure any more. I was thinking of taking my Mead Brights thingy because it has a section for a notebook and a thing that holds papers, and then putting that in my FuruBa messenger back (the one that I got at AWA ^.^ Memories). It’ll serve as my nerd gear since I’m taking notebooks and my jellies stationary and pens and all in it. Also, in preparation for Mecha Con, I’ll be cleaning out the junk in my car Wednesday, then after work Thursday, I’ll head over to the car wash and have them clean it inside and out. It only cost about $8 and they vacuum and put air freshener and clean the outside and everything for you. So why not? And it’s been ages since the Puma got some serious cleaning care. Now’s a great time. I should do it more often, but I just don’t think about it.

Oh yeah! I almost forgot. Speaking of Twin-san, I got my shirt in yesterday! It is very spiffy. I wore it all day yesterday, and it fit just right and it wasn’t uncomfortable. So that’s a good shirt. Don’t you hate it when you buy a cool shirt and it either a) Doesn’t fit quite right or 2) isn’t comfortable? I always hate that. I want something cool and practical. And this fits both bills. Which means that after I’ve worn it for years and stretched it out and put stains in it and such, I’ll cut out the collar and cut off the sleeves and keep it as house-wear...I’m such a freak.

So yeah. That’s life thus far. I’ll update the list of things I’m takin’ later. But I kinda wanna check up on everyone else and then get ready for work and all. So later.

Beware, for I am: Anxious

Wow. Today’s been a roller-coaster ride if ever there was one. It started off great, then was mildly annoying to absolutely painful, to surprisingly peaceful and fun to slightly anxious...But I don’t want to touch on the beginning or even some parts of the middle. Too weird and depressing and angsty and...emo. Can’t have that. So, without further ado, the good stuff.

I’d pretty much convinced myself that Max could, in fact, understand human speech until tonight. The other day, it was about to rain and Mom told me that she’d taken him out but he hadn’t done anything. So I took him out into the yard and I said, “Max, it’s about to rain. I understand you’re particular and all, but you should probably take care of business now. Lord only knows how long the rain’ll last and you certainly don’t want to have to use it in a mess like that.” Max promptly sniffed around in a circle and did his business. Both businesses actually... Then, I’m walking him around the yard this afternoon, and Rex (my Uncle Charles and Aunt Doris’s dog) sees him and of course starts barking. Max looks up and quickly becomes distracted. I roll my eyes and say, “Pay attention to what you’re doing.” And he returns to his sniffing and continues on. Seriously. That’s when I got to wondering about this dog. Tonight, Mom’s at prime timers and I’m laying in bed with my door open so that I can see Max while I watch TV. I hear some crumpling and sniffing and I realize he’s gone under my bed. I say, “Max, I don’t want you under my bed.” He emerges from my bed and looks over at me as if to say, “oh really? I’m sorry...” Of course, later tonight he ruined it when I calmly asked him if he wanted to go outside. He just stared at me blankly, but then when I went to get his leash he was all prance. Totally broke the ‘he can understand me’ spell -_-

Ok, so the thing that has me so anxious tonight...I kinda wrote a letter and an e-mail...to Ellen. Ellen DeGeneres that is...I addressed the letter to her Crazy Dream department, but the e-mail will be logged under questions. It was basically me introducing myself and then asking for help with writing my book and making a movie about said book. Although I’d want to make my movie first then put out the book. I’m sure you all know my theory on that whole thing so I won’t bother mentioning it. At the end of the request I admitted that it was a bit far-fetched and if it was too much, would she mind helping me figure out how to copyright my original ideas like the idea for my MM’s Jellies stationary as a consolation. I figure I have nothing to loose by trying, right?

So the letter isn’t even sent, and I’m already anxious and freaked. I really hope I can forget about it quickly so that I won’t spend too much time agonizing over a response. It’s just that I feel like I’m treading water, and I don’t know how to move forward. I don’t feel like I have the energy to move forward on my book because I can’t summon the energy to work on it and be the responsible adult that my parents want me to be. Things were so much easier when I was in college. Why is that? Why was it so easy for me to dream up things in college and now that I’m working they’re so much harder? I did most of my character work in college. I dreamed up the thousands of characters that inhabit my world and gave them names and colors and voices, but I can’t put life into them now. I feel useless and restless...but I don’t know what to do to help myself and I don’t know who to ask to help me...

Here I said I didn’t want this to turn into an emo/complaint entry and it seems to have done so anyway. But it’s my journal. So there. You could’ve stopped reading a while ago (and you probably have -.-). But anyway, that was today. I think I’ll go watch more of Batman till I get too tired to stay awake. G’night.

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Beware, for I am: Frustrated

Wow. Another one of those days. Woke up around...when was it?...it had to be about 8 or so. The reruns of Gilmore Girls run at 9:30 and I was actually back in for it. So anyway, while I was fixing breakfast my dad says to me, “Hon, I need your help with something, and don’t say ‘no’.” Which means I was going to be helping him (he told me I couldn’t say no after all -.-). After a quick pop tart and coffee fest for breakfast, I got dressed and went outside. Turns out he needed me to help him with ‘yard work’ of a sorts.

My uncle C (the head of the rich family members) owns a tractor that has a dump thingy on it...you know, it raises the dump bucket and lowers and there’s three levers just to operate the dump thingy. Anyway, it’s a fancy-snancy tractor that has it’s on air conditioned cab, and Dad had been using it to take heaps of mud that he’d previously dug and discarded while digging out our old ditch, and putting them in the lower lying areas of the yard. Well, when the street was paved, there was a crew that came and did some trimming of branches around the power lines. They then chopped the branches into mulch, and for some odd reason, my mom thought we might need a bunch of mulch. So she asked them to dump a bit in our yard. We ended up with a pile that would cover a sumo-wrestler. But we had it right next to our drive way, and Dad was worried that it’d attract termites.

The whole purpose of this rant is for me to explain that he had moved almost all of the pile, but he couldn’t get the stuff at the bottom without someone to help him get it into the dumper’s bucket. He gave me a crash course in the operation of the tractor (I hate clutch vehicles), and I ended up dumping two loads at the back of our lot, onto a dead banana tree. Air conditioned or not, I was still sweating after that was over. I was afraid I’d wreck the tractor or screw up the transmission or something >_> But all was well after that.

Then I watched the rerun of Gilmore Girls only to realize that Mom and I had seen it Friday. Turns out Gilmore Girls reruns at two times, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, but the ones in the afternoon are an episode ahead of the ones in the morning. So if you view Monday’s afternoon GG, there really is no point in seeing Tuesday’s morning GG. I watched it anyway, because it was Emily and Richard’s reconciliation. I liked that part. I hated how Emily ordered Christopher around at the end though. So, I assume that means Luke and Lorelai’s big break-up concerning Christopher will be either next or soon.

Enough about that though. I then went and looked over the adds in the paper. I found three adds to apply for not counting the staffing agencies that I’ve already applied at. I edited my cover letter and printed out three for each, then made resumes and envelopes to go with each. I waited till Mom and Dad had gone over the bills and made out their payments, then I headed to town. I deposited my last check into my bank and got enough cash for a car wash. My car was caked with dust, and I figured if I didn’t get it cleaned now then I never would. So I did that, and then I went to Rouses where they had a post office drop box. I dropped all the mail and then headed back home.

When I got home I discovered I had a letter from Chibi. I was elated. I read it and then I typed up a reply. I then proof-read the reply and write it out on black paper with my new jell pens. I even had enough time to make a MM’s Jellies doodle. That was fun. Of course the down-side to taking such measures when writing a letter means it took up nearly all the afternoon. When Mom poked her head in my room to see if I minded going to town with Dad for something, it was already 4. I checked over all the things I had and realized I’d finished the letter. So I leave the pages all there, waiting to be put into the proper envelope.

I went with Dad to Lowe’s because he too had been productive. He and Mom had bought a new stove. The problem was it was about an inch higher than the last one, so there’s a gap between the counter and the stove. Dad didn’t find anything to fill the space, but I did find some nice base-boards. We also talked about all the things we’re doing to the house, and I told Dad that I don’t really care where we live, as long as it’s not in LA. I’m sick of the hurricanes and worrying about them. And I’m not a natural worrier. I wouldn’t say that I worry about hurricanes, because I don’t. But they are something that you can’t just forget about.

Anyway. We then went to Best Buy and got a wireless router and a USB thingy to plug into old Irene. Mom and dad want to access the internet on the old computer, but they don’t want to run cords all through the walls and such, so we choose to go wireless. The problem is our old Westell doesn’t seem to be on speaking terms with the new Linksys. So we’re gonna give Bell south a call in the morning and ask if they’ve got any solutions (like sending us a new modem or something).

So after wrangling that thing for the evening, I finally to watch CSI: Miami. Great episode, even if it was a rerun. I love Horatio, and Dad hates that Mom and I like him. He thinks he’s stuck on him self, but we both tell him over and over that he’s just an actor playing a part.

I gotta say though, not all of today was a total beast. There was the time Dad and I had just gotten in from Lowe’s and Best Buy. Mom was out on the patio, and she said she was hungry, so I made us all Ramen noodle (beef for Dad, spicy chicken for Mom, and chicken for me) along with some egg rolls and tea. We sat on the back there and just ate and enjoyed the weather. The weather has been quite temperate lately. It’s hot and humid, but there’s always a breeze that keeps you a little cool. We did some bird watching as well, at least mom and I did. Mom and Dad put a little bird house in the tree that’s just off our patio and there’s a tiny sparrow and his little mate inside it. I think she’s nesting, but the house is so small that he usually wont fit in it if she’s in there, so he just hangs out on the ledge of the house outside, peeping in ever now and then. I dubbed them Vern and Shirley. Dad thought it was silly, but I like it. There’s also the hummingbirds. Mom’s got 3 feeders out and they zip on it and feed at each one. There’s two, and Mom thinks it’s a male and a female, because one’s small and has a ruby throat while the other is a tab bit larger (no humming bird is very large) and is very dark brown throughout. It was pleasant. After we sat for a while, I went and watered all the plants including my little cacti. I really should get my camera out and take some pictures. But anyway.

I found out that Lexy (my printer) has this really cool scan feature. If you have more than one page to scan, you just line them up on top, and she’ll scan them all. I had a lot of fun with scanning Chibi’s huge letter. I wanted to remember what I had said because I have a real problem with forgetting who I tell what and I hate repeating myself.

I also managed to write a little bit on my x-men fic. Nothing huge, just a little bit of the next chapter. I think I at least know where the thing is going, so I have a guide post. That’s one thing I hate about not having a set schedule. Since you have plenty of time to do anything, nothing ever gets done. I actually have to crack a whip on myself otherwise I’d never do anything. It’s sad really =.=

Oh well. I’m kinda hungry, and I heard my Mom and Dad mention that they’re having a tomato-gravy & busicuit breakfast tomorrow with a few of their elderly friends. That means it’ll be early so I’d better get as much sleep as I can...and I’ve gotta say I haven’t been having the best night sleeps lately. So goodnight!

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