Christmas?

So apparently some sort of manically festive thing is going on. While I'm looking foward to seeing my family, eating cinnamon rolls, and recycling mass amounts of paper into the fireplace, I'm avoiding all major public locations and shopping centers until after the 25th.

Looking foward to seeing long lost friends again. So many have moved away that holidays are the only time they're in town anymore. Nina and her family will be moving back to Oregon permenantley, hopefully :) Five years is a long time and I can't help but wonder what she be like after going through so much.

I've developed a reaction to the soap at work that is somewhere between what I had before and a flesh eating virus, VERY NASTY. I'm going to wear gloves all day today no matter how annoying to try to salvage what's left of my hands.

Allow me to speak gibberish

Potato. Kind. And. Door. Legato. So, I took the job at Figaro's, the big AM. What this means is, I get to wear a hand-me-down shirt, tell people what to do and deal with cranky customers. So, basically, nothing has changed.

The first opening song to Bleach is AAAAHHHH!!!!!!!! sooooooooo cool.

I have to leave the family festivities early to go feed my bosses dogs. Stupid dogs. But I agreed to do it. I just didn't think it through. At least they’re letting me use their extra car so I don’t have to walk there and back twice a day. (Edit: I no longer have to do this , yeah!!!)

Went to a Reliant K/ MXPX concert at the Crystal Ballroom in Portland. Learned what moshing is the hard way. I’m still kind of sore. Really, I’ve concluded, it’s an extreme sport. Imagine the conditions of the most crowded bus ever, minus the seats, add heat, humidity, loud noises and strobe lights and it’s practically Vietnam. I may never get the sweat of those hundreds of people off me. Heh.

Yeah! SO excited about Thanksgiving this year. I miss my family :) And it looks as though my uncle has goen all out in preparation. 27 lb. turkey! Will it fit in the oven? Might just have to roast it over an open fire...

Crazy Mary

So, before my computer crashed I’d written up a whole story about this college professor who’s in Japan with some students and fellow faculty. Nothing much happens. She eats some noodles at night, visits her parent’s grave marker, has a good cry, plays pachinko.

But through no fault of mine my computer winked out of existence and had to be REFORMATTED, which means I lost absolutely everything.

Once again the page is white, the sketch book is empty, the film is blank, and the clay is lumpy and unfolded. Blasted beginnings drive me crazy. Telling you what I listen to when I write would only be pointless and I care even less than you do. I listen to whatever intrudes the least, preferably with people who mumbles their words incoherently or don’t speak English; better yet when there aren’t any words. Right now I’m listening to Pearl Jam.

How about this time around, since I can’t think of anything to write anyway, I’ll journal like a mad woman. On Wednesday I start a real grown-up job tomorrow, so I have to be as irresponsible and lazy as I can mange and still recover in one nights sleep. I’m not one for the usual vices so seven pots of tea and eighteen hours of anime will probably be the sin of the year.

THOUGHTS ON:

On anime: Once again I’ve fallen for a show with the cliché inclusion of Mr. emotionally disconnected yet tall dark and handsome, Ms. cute, little and lethal, blood sucking mega monsters and the ever incompetent legal authorities. I MUST find help for this. It’s ever so much worse than reality TV or true crime drama. No, I take that back. Reality TV is the scummy floor that’s holding up the bottom of the television barrel.

On books: I’m reading one!

On TV. Never again.

On movies. The setting and creatures in Naussica: Valley of the Wind are quite reminiscent of Super Metroid for SNES. I finally sat myself down and watched My Best Friend’s Wedding. I was not amused. What gives with all the hype?

On important things: ……………Forgot to check the mail today.

Bowie. I was going to write ‘On Bowie’ but then I had these funny thoughts of him being crushed by a beluga and decided for a different format. He’s looking a little “husky” these days, which is a good sign. It means he’s really stopped smoking and is taking it easy. At 58 he deserves a break no?

I would like to thank...

Whoever drew this, because for some reason I find it comforting. So, today I ate the last of my Gummie Savers, sent an email to Mindy, napped, played FF7 and never left the house. A good day. I think a butterfly flapping in wings in Africa probably had more effect on the status of Earth today than I did, so my goal is met.Got carded for alcohol for the first time last night. Thankfully my license was not the one in question this time. Oh, and not that I drank anything, but you know, it was fun going through the motions. Just to be a twit I ordered milk. I was going to ask for Ceylon tea, like Millie in Trigun but I don't think they had any.

Ye old pizza place continues on the same as it ever was.

Tomorrow my family is going to pay $800 for some guy to cram rubber bands and metal in my mouth for the next two years, causing great discomfort and pain as my teeth are slowly dragged around. Madness, but then, this is the land of the free. And free people do the stupidest things.

There is a good possibility I’m getting a pedicure next weekend which means I must cave in and shave my legs. I really can’t express my displeasure properly. It’s kind of like having someone tell you to take the trash out when you’re in the middle of a really good boss fight. You could just press pause and go do it but it’s SOOOOOO annoying.

Linux, Lennox, Annie, an e,

“Have you ever heard the story, of Mr. Faded Glory? Say he who rides the pony must someday fall.” Mother Love Bone: funny name, good stuff.

The awkward thing about this web log is I can’t really journal anything personal because other people read it. About three, but still, I know they’re there.

........................

For instance, that particular thought will not be published. I think most people do this sort of editing unless their log is anonymous. In that case, why bother? Something to do I guess.

Oh dear a pack of rabid animals has just entered the room. Hopefully I’m downwind.

Bri.

Finally figured mi mum's camera out. Look, I can make scary pictures! So, things that have happened. I had a few (8) teeth pulled. That was cool. My boss really wants me to stay at work for awhile. Offered more hours and possible future health insurance. Thus making it even more dificult for me to say I QUIT YOU POOF!
Hmm, I had my first great big tea party, SEVEN people. Which, when you set a places, prepare food, boil water, clean up after and entertain for, seems like a lot. They even had personalized place markers. And I (with a LITTLE help from my family ;) got it all ready in about two hours! We tried this strange tea with flavor of mango and other fruits which most disliked but I enjoyed. MANGO!!! How can I not love that gu...fruit. Overall, a sucess.

Final note: I'm madly in love with Chris Cornell's voice...le sigh.

Ah, August.

Whenever I open my Bible these days I seem to land somewhere in Isaiah, with lots of smiting, burning and sorrow being predicted. Foreshadowing to the future? Hope not :) Now...the weather. It's hot, , then it's so hot I don't get to sleep until 2. Strange days. I think I'm taking work way too seriously. I've started griping about it all the time but it really isn't bad. I think I'm just extremely bored. Alana helped me fix my 'My Space' up but I'm not really into the whole thing. Plus half my work crew is on there so...yeah. I have decided for now the FF8 is the favorite, but I haven't finished 7 yet so who knows. Perhaps it's because for once the main character is NOT blonde. ach, hairball, this is boring. But I felt I needed to write SOMETHING. something. anything. okay. bye bye.

arg...my space, my problem

Soo, been trying to revive mi My Space page but that site is soooo frustrating. Like trying to change the wires from the vcr to the dvd player without being able to move the tv, and having your arm wedged in a space two inches wide, no light, spider webs, multiple wires...ARGGG!!!

In the end, I think I’ll just stay here. So simple. So easy. Why bother with electronics when there are books? *Pets Blogger happily*

So, not much going on. Enjoying a three day weekend. Lounging in my own filth. Finished several anime series. Returned unread books, (a disturbing trend), and did a load of laundry.
Laziness accomplished! Yes, good has been done here!

Before you start confessing...

I like too many things too little. Ah, shallow attachment, the bane of my life. Too many to list, too insignificant to report. I carry them along like a trawler with his net down. What are good is a net full of fish if I never bring them it up to make tuna? I’m just waiting fuel and time. Can’t let them go, can’t real them in for any use. Erg.

Okay, smelly analogy. Not much going on around here. Well, actually, that’s not true, but as far as my life is concerned things are normal. Tea, anime, movies, Final Fantasy, blatant ooogling of…stain glass windows and wildlife documentaries, and Figaro’s. And of course all those nice people who still hang out with me even when I’m annoying.

Side note: Watched You Only Live Twice. Mr. Connery as a Nipponese deserves the Worst Racial Disguise Ever award, for being utterly silly and because he keeps his spittle producing Scottish accent through the whole thing.

This is my food, though foul

Delicious Bowie line. I've been listening to his Outside album, which is OUT there. oi.

I finished off the last of my carefully horded loose-leaf Irish Cream tea so now I must make a journey to procure more. I might try the Tudor Rose in Salem. I've never been so who know what it might have. The chances of me getting all the way too Tillamoooook and La Tea Da are slim.

Oh, I'll have to finsh this later. My ride is here. Off I go to tilt at WInd mills!!!

Stick to two subjects, the weather and your health.

Alright, Enry Iggins. I've started walking, which is to say, like Colin from the Secret Garden, I've discovered I'm not the invalid my mind led me to believe me to be. So, health is good. The weather is traditional Oregon in the spring, sunshine followed by Oregon sunshine. Rain ponchos are sold as sunblock.

I've upped my tea intake from a cup to a pot a day.

None of my shoes are suited for walking.

Bush's cover of Wild Horses is fantastic.

If I don't renew my library books again they will be overdue for the third time.

Sid and Nancy is a very sad movie. Gary Oldman is a fabulous crazy man and a friend of Bowie's.

I can't seem to get past simple sentences today. Better luck later.

MONEY, it's a drag.

But now that I have some again I do the little happy dance of non-brokeness. *shuffle shuffle sliiiiide shuffle shuffle WOMP* With my newly stocked funds I have purchased air, air vibrating in precise ways to form what I like to call MUSIC. The stereo at work will not play CD's anymore (choked with flour) but it WILL play tapes. So I have gone back a decade or so and now have a nice collection of tapes going. Since I like making lists here is one of my happy 80's media.

Hunky Dory (Bowie)

Echo and the Bunnymen

Pulp Fiction Soundtrack

Nirvana Unplugged (never listened to actaully)

Carly Simon

Peter Frampton Comes Alive

Bon Jovi

and....the most exciting of all (I had to mute a shriek of delight in the store)

The Phantom of the Opera Original Cast Recording!!! [I swOOOOOOOn for Raoul ;) ]

Plus I've picked up a few blank tapes so I can annoy my boss with lot's of Japanese pop music.
Wruv and Paane!!! watashiwa Buffy! nani? nani nani nani??? boku boku boku desuka ha ahhahahahahahahah

You can't always get what you want

But if you try sometimes, you might just get what you need. RS

Clever got me this far then tricky got me in. Maynard

Mick Jagger looks terrible with a beard. With very little to go with in the first place, he really should avoid things that make it worse. see: Ned Kelly vs.1

I thought the keyboard was dirty, then I realized it was just my eyes.

Scatterthoughts. Bowie=Warhol. Boxer=Basquiat. Something in the drier is clanking. Ping, bang, plink, clang. Walk to work? Bank account empty. Blockbuster overdraft? Bedbugs. Wild horses. Bush. Amelia, forgot again, I'm bad friend.

Need my computer back.

poor, door, boar, more, sore, chore, lore, war, nor, core, adore, before, pour, for, or, eyore, four, gore, ignore, moar, noir, oar, pore, roar, soar, tore, store, restore, before, velour,

Cows are content creatures aren't they?

What I mean is, would it be so terrible to actually be a fat cow? I'm certainly headed there, after the past few days of extreme evil eating habits. Pizza, sugar, more pizza, bread, more sugar. I had a salad, but it was an island in the sea of white flour and refined sugar. That, coupled with the overindulgence of oogling and awwing and I'm practically in the pasture, grazing on grass, chewing slowly with little or no thought for tomorrow.

Hmm, with that on my brain I think I should take a walk, just a little one, go check the mail.

Umm, this is too much like Journaling.

I don't journal. I can't even spell well. My typing skills are on the level with an elephant wearing oven mitts. Went for a walk today. Received a threatening letter from my cellulite. Soothed cellulite with fattening food and fresh deli bread. Had to paste this little snippet into Word just to fix all the spelling errors.

Thougthts on public Domain

Ooo, bet that title really got your pulse pumping. Well, I don't wish to dissapoint. Here's a little something for your trouble.