everybody's workin'...

Incredibly busy day...and it's not even 8 am. Honestly, I just don't have much to write about and I'm seriously sleepy so this is going to be very short. Last night we went out for my dad's birthday (He turned 49 yesterday) and before that mom and I found the dress for the trip. I said I'd share it so you can see it here.

Everyone have a great Tuesday!

even if it leads no where

He grabbed me and pressed his lips roughly to mine. Though I wanted to resist I felt that urge melt away with each passing moment. In the back of my mind I thought I heard a muffled mumble of protest before my eyes slid fully shut and I just melted into the kiss. All of the screams in my mind telling me how wrong it was, how I'd regret this moment and what it might lead to in the morning, all quickly quieted and just let me enjoy the moment. It was just him and me and that unbelievable kiss...

I jarred myself awake from this dream at 12:03 this morning. It actually took a couple of head shakes to clear the fogginess and tingles associated with it from my mind and body. I stared down the clock for a good 30 minutes before I even dared to drift back to sleep. You see, I believe there are dreams that it's dangerous to have on a regular basis. Though you can tell yourself when fully awake that things aren't on your mind they obviously are if you can't shake them from your dreams.

I think these dreams are dangerous because they lead you to sit around thinking about an event or thing that either has happened and you regret or hasn't happened and a part of you wants to. Perhaps it's both--it's happened and you want it to happen again. It's the sort of thing that'll drive me near batty on a Monday...trying to combat the haunting dream and what could be implied by it.

Or hell, maybe it was just a dream.

i want love but it's impossible

I'm pretty sure awhile back I mentioned I'll be going to Las Vegas in April. While I'm there I'm planning on taking in a show of a fairly famous musician. (who am I kidding, they're incredibly famous)...While Lil' Bit and I were wandering around on Saturday it suddenly occurred to me that this was a chance to dress up. I'm not talking about a suit or anything along those lines. I'm talking something on that line between a fancy New Years Eve dress and old school prom. Seriously, most of my female friends are already married so there goes that chance to wear a crazy dress. When is an opportunity going to present itself again where I can get dressed up and people really not pay much attention to me?

As a result of this line of thinking I will be buying a dress in the next couple of weeks. In the next 16 days (that's when I actually leave) I've got a lot of things to accomplish. One thing is I've got to keep my lazy ass on my eating plan. I haven't gained much weight but I'd like to not have to worry while I'm gone. Also, I've got to find a way to get some color to this crazy white skin. Me and tanning beds have never mixed well (casket syndrome...maybe I could tie a bell to my finger and not flip out...oh and there's also that voice in the back of my head that screams "cannnncceerrr beeeddd") but the weather isn't exactly great for jumping out in a suit and letting the sun lick across my shoulders. I guess we'll see exactly how it ends up working out. I'm not sure with my schedule how I could fit a tan into my life.

I'm very excited about the trip. The trip, however, means I won't be blogging much if at all while I'm gone. Since I've cut way back from daily blogging I'm pretty sure no one will go into fits. I'll try to get pictures of both the dress and the progression of my super pale to just pale.

let me light your candle

I'm still feeling the after effects of a very bad day from yesterday so forgive this short, bulleted post.

• I fell in class last night. As in I face planted because I could suddenly feel the earth spinning at full force.
  
• As a result of said fall, my knee is busted up pretty bad. It's swollen and purple.
• My other knee is just sore.
• I got sick with such a force yesterday I actually busted blood vessels in my face.
  
• I have no makeup on today. Combined with busted blood vessels I am a sight to be seen, I tell you.
• Juan the Olayer didn't show up on Tuesday.
• I was upset over this for about an hour.
• I'm over it now. I don't know why he wasn't there...as in if he just stood me up or if something came up and he doesn't have my number so he couldn't call me.
• On the plus side...from this venture I ended up getting the cute bartender's phone number.
• On the down side...hell, I can't think of one today.
• My throat is so sore it hurts to talk.

That's all I've got. I hope everyone is doing 50xs better than me.

that girl is so dangerous

So last night my parents got a new dog. It's a...drawing a blank...half jack russell half..weiner dog which I can't spell what they're really called and it's too early for a google mission. Anyway, mom decided since the brother is moving out and taking the cats that her dog might get lonely. Thus, welcome to the family Max. (Pictures will eventually be posted, I'm sure. I just forgot my camera and phone last night)...

Once I got home last night (which was much later than I intended) I got into this worry wort state. I had told VoR earlier I was feeling anxious about tonight and meeting up with Juan the Olayer (because I still can't decide which I want to call him. Tonight will probably make that decision for me). Don't get me wrong, I have a very realistic expectation that this whole thing will go no where. It'll just be a nice state of being that someone else paid for my normal weekend movie. I just can't turn off that stupid little Disney voice in the back of my head. (In case anyone wonders, it's Belle's voice off Beauty and the Beast. She's tied with Ariel for my favorite princess.)

Moving along, I woke up this morning in a bit of a panic. I set my alarm for the wrong time so I was running a full 30 minutes late. This state of panic was also added to because of my worry about tonight and if he'll show up and if he'll be a douchebag. In a rush I flipped on the radio and went into a frenzy to get ready for work. As I was stressing over what I was going to wear all the sudden the song "Dangerous" by Akon came on. Though I seriously didn't have the time, I found myself dancing around to it like a fool. It was that moment when I remembered, hey, I'm dangerous, so dangerous. Why would I forget something like that? It's put me in a different state of mind where I'm pretty sure I'll be just fine...no matter if things work out with the guy or not.

Now, time to focus...right after this cup of coffee.

i won't go home without you

Mission: Swear off men for 2009

Status: Fail

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It seemed like a reasonable plan--avoid any sort of connection with a man for 2009. Though I had talked to a couple of guys they were obviously so wrong for me that things would never go anywhere. Imagine my surprise, then, when I was sitting in a movie on Saturday with someone's arm wrapped around me. It really hit me that I'd broke the whole mission about 30 minutes from the end of the movie "Knowing" which was also when I said "wtf just happened" (my comments on that movie are a WHOLE different subject though). What exactly happened, you ask? Was the religious guy that great?

...I honestly couldn't tell you if he's great or not. We haven't spoke since he told me I'd have to pay for the date since I wasn't available when he originally asked me out. Don't get me wrong...I don't care to pay. It was just the tone to which he stated this fact. It was like he was saying it was a privilege for him to give me another chance and it just flew all over me. I basically just told him I think I'd pass on both the date and him. As soon as I sent it I felt this odd freedom from all the worrying I've been wasting my time on for the past couple of weeks. It's kind of like I'd convinced myself I was going to have to change for a man and to hell with that. I like me a good 98% of the time so why should I have to change? F'that.

After this realization hit me my supervisor and I ordered 2 cold ones and just relaxed while chit chatting. It was a nice way to end a Friday. A couple of people she knows wandered over to sit with us, one of them being a former bartender where we were, Juan. At one point we both pulled out our identical crappy phones and he laughed then got all serious and tells me "Is this freakin' you out too"...to which after 3 beers I was friendly talking up a storm so the answer "You're basically my soul mate sitting right across the table from me. My mind is blown." rolled out of my mouth pretty easy.

From there the night progressed...we went out separate ways waaaaaay later than my lazy body was prepared for since I had to have the dog at the groomer by 9. We agreed to meet for lunch the next day...and I didn't think he'd show up. Juan is known as an "olayer" (drunken text from someone...translates to "player") so I figured he was just all about me because I was..well..there. Imagine my surprise when I walked in 10 minutes late and there he was waiting on me. We joked around and ended up at a movie.

Since I was meeting the gang for Jolly Green's birthday, Juan and I parted ways right after the movie. He convinced me I needed to meet back up with him later in the evening and surprise, he was there waiting for me again! Other than the fact that he has a couple of douchebags for friends that showed up, we had a really great time. I'm supposed to meet him on Tuesday after class. I guess I'll see how things go from there.

So what was the point of this post? Purely for me to admit my failure at swearing off men AND to state I'm surprised I made it as long as I did. There's some pretty interesting stories I could tell about this weekend but I'm a bit too tired. I hope everyone had a great weekend and did at least 1 thing you told yourself you'd never do (or do again).

a little bit of this, a little bit of that

First, rapid fire blogging!

• If you were to be going on a date with someone for the first time of the movies out right now what would you see? Is it bad that I'm thinking Witch Mountain?
  
• I woke up with the worst headache this morning which meant I didn't pry myself out of bed until 30 minutes late and that made me 10 minutes late for work. Now that I'm moving around it's died down some which brings up my next point...
• It's allergy season, boys and girls! I haven't noticed anything starting to bloom but I'm guessing the cats are shedding like mad. Time to buy some Claritan.
• What I got for my brother for his house warming came in the mail yesterday. It's sitting next to me at my desk right now. How I'm going to keep it from getting broken for 3 weeks is the question...
• Did I mention my brother bought a house? Yes, he did! It's a really nice house with this neat stair feature. It's kind of funny because it's like where I live now is directly between where my brother is moving and where my parents live.
• I'm so ready to be done with school this semester. Physical Science makes me want to strap myself to a rocket that I'm building and be all "goodbye cruel world". I'm managing to pull a C in the class which is basically what everyone is pulling. How bad is this class? Last exam grades ran: 2 Bs, 2 Cs, 4 Ds, the rest were Fs. It's a class of 50. Ouch, eh?
• Oh sweet god my boss just walked out into the office and scared the hell out of me. I honest to god just screamed. This in turn scared the hell out of him. All is even.

Now, there have been questions about This Guy. Well, I met him on the Internet. Imagine, me being the social butterfly I am anymore meeting a guy on the net. It turns out since the move there's a lot more eligible guys that show up to send me random messages on the net. He actually contacted me which I'd just got done telling someone "No, I'm not the skinny blonde in the picture" (that's lil' bit). He sent something along the lines of telling me I was pretty or something and I automatically answered "I'm not the skinny blonde" to which he said "Good since I was commenting on the brunette." I'm not really sure what to say about This Guy. He's really incredibly nice which isn't something I'm fully used to complete douchebags in my life so a nice guy just doesn't happen to cross my path very often.

I'm currently wrapped in all I can describe as a complicated arrangement that doesn't make a ton of sense. Like most of the men I encounter, he's hot and cold. There are days I'll get endless messages from him and then days I won't hear a word if I don't contact him. This morning I got up with a "I'm not messaging him" attitude and he messaged me about 3 seconds after I thought it. I can't really blame him for the H&C treatment, though, since I blew him off for our date last weekend. If he's feeling better (he's got a killer sinus infection) we're going to go out tomorrow. I'm on the fence 'cause a part of me is really excited about this concept while the other part is like "noooo! back to the apartment! lock the doors!!".

Did I mention he's a pretty firm practicing Christian? I pretty much never talk about religion on here and I'm not going to start now but I'm not sure how he'll react to my foul mouth. I seriously have been thinking I need to get a grip on the cursing and I've been doing a good job with it until someone cuts me off in traffic at 6:15 in the morning and they just fly on their own.

Alright, back to focusing on work--anyone else so glad it's Thursday 'cause Fridays are flex days thus you get to work from home? Just me? My bad. ;)

you make me wanna scream

Seriously, that's all I can think about today. It's like it's the day to try to make me mad! I keep attempting to just brush things off but it's like everything is like "mwhahaha noooooooot this time my pretty". Yes, everything is kind of running in a WWOTW voice in my head. We're past deadlines and now all kinds of (sigh, yes sigh), I'm not going to get into it. This will not become a place for me to endlessly rant about work (though I could very successfully do that).

(Pause for a moment to find a happier place)

Yesterday I took the dog for a walk around our loop. I'm pretty sure it's a mile and seeing as how she can't walk like a normal dog but must instead run like a maniac we made it in about 8 minutes. To clarify, I was walking at a faster than normal rate and she was running and partially strangling herself on her leash. It's not me being cruel. Supposedly this is how she'll learn to not be a maniac on the leash. Anyway, it was nice to be outside and she seemed to enjoy it. Sure, she laid down and didn't move for an hour afterwards but it was still enjoyable.

Today I'd much rather be outside. I'd like to be chilling out on my deck, reading a book. Doesn't that sound great? To put this plan into action this weekend I need to finish getting the house straight before then.

I think me and This Guy are going to go to the movies this weekend. Yes, I've backed down on that one. I figure if nothing else I'll get to see something I wanted to for free. Isn't that partially the point of going out with people--free entertainment?

Alright, aggravation is creeping its way back into my mind. I hope everyone else isn't having the day I am.

OH and guess what I got in the mail last night? ONE thin mint. it was awesome. It made me happy so thanks to who sent it. :)

i'm gonna smile 'cause i deserve to

Whew is it just me or is this a super crazy busy Tuesday? I'm pretty much keeping up but that could be because I've had so much sugar I can barely sit still. Man I hope I don't crash and burn any time in the near future but it's probably looming right around the corner. It appears I haven't had time to tear off my Get Fuzzy Calendar since last Wednesday. Have I really been that busy for all this time? Seeing as how I haven't blogged since last Wednesday that's a very good chance.

(Pause, breathe. This is seriously how my brain is running today so everyone just try to follow along)

I'm going to work my way backwards from today as to what all I've been up to. I only have about 3 minutes, though, so this really might make less sense then normal.

Monday!

We had this managing time training thing in the town where I live now so it rocked not to have to drive! The training was okay. It kind of made me incredibly bored. However, I was motivated by the training to get a monkey (so no one else gives me theirs) and a frog (so I get off my lilypad). After the training I was home a whole hour and a half earlier than I normally am so instead of crashing on the couch I actually did something--something being shampooed all the carpet, including the stairs, in my apartment. My arms are like JELLO today. After shampooing the carpet I played with the dog for a bit, got 2 loads of laundry done and then went to chill with the parents for awhile. Good times.

Sundaaaaay

I really wish I could remember what I did Sunday. Hrmm. Oh, I slept late due to Saturday activities. I also finished the Southern Vampire Series (Basis for TrueBlood on HBO) up to book 7. I purchased the 7 book set on Tuesday of last week and burned through them. It's amazing all the time I have to read on the weekend. I seriously watched a whole lot of no tv. Anyway, nothing super exciting on Sunday so moving on.

Saturday! :(

Yes, :(. I read either 2 or 3 books. I'm not sure if I've ever mentioned I read to an obnoxiously fast level when I actually have books to read. I highly recommend all 7 of the books though I was fonder of some then others. (Insert dreamy sigh over Eric from the series.) After that I was somehow conned into going out in town (as in the town I used to live in) with some people. It was NOT good. I cannot stand MM's man and he straight up flirted with me while she was drunkenly crying in the parking lot. If the "love of your life" is in the parking lot sobbing her freakin' fried brains out your butt is supposed to be out there, jerk! (Pause to take a breath. Just thinking about this guy makes me want to beat something with a baseball bat.) On the plus side, This Guy (what to refer to him as, hrmm) talked to me from 2 am to 3 am while I was driving home and made me feel better. It was nice but also made me feel like a jerk due to something I did on Friday.

Friday

I had a flex day which meant working from home except I was meeting my sup for lunch and to work on something. We worked from a bar for 5 hours which was awesome even though I wasn't drinking. It was just really relaxed. A friend of mine that just moved back into town tried to get me to come out in the old town and I tried to get him to come out in the new town. This Guy wanted me to go to a movie with him but 2 things: nothing I wanted to see and I'm very anti-movies-for-first-date. Also, I totally swore off men for 2009! No, I didn't forget. VoR suggested I make up business cards that say something along the lines of "Off Men for 2009--call me in 2010". Anyway, I ended up just staying at home and reading a couple of books. I went to bed around the same time the sun came up. Good times, I tell you.

Ok, so everyone is caught up now. I'm sure more things happened in there but yeah...I can't recall at the moment. How's everyone else??

we can turn it on

I have no idea why I've formed this obsession with the friend I mentioned yesterday and her new relationship. I'm partially blaming it on a weird way of me living my nonexistent love life through her and partially because there's been nothing good on tv lately. Whatever the cause, I read the correspondence between them on their "status" messages while eating popcorn. I told VoR it's like a bad soap opera for me. I know I need to kick the habit but I just can't look away.

One of the things about this that keeps me tied to it is my total lack of understanding on certain levels. Believe it or not, I've never been the girl constantly in relationships. From 7th grade to 12th, I dated 3 guys. The shortest of those three relationships was in the 8th grade when I dated my best friend for 3 months. The longest was when I dated LL for my entire junior year (minus the normal high school "I hate you! we're broke up!" then two hours later "omg I missed you. I love you. Let's get back together").

Once I got out of high school and went off to college I met the scariest man and dated him for about six months exclusively. (We broke up when I found his dirty needles in the bedroom). After that I had the very destructive relationship with Peter. That went on for a very bad year with a few other guys thrown in there that weren't relationship material. After Peter there were about 6 months and then the Redneck came into play. (I can't find a link for him)...Anyway, after that 4 year mess, I completely stopped relationships for the longest time. Heck, I didn't even got out for almost a year. Since then, I really haven't been in a relationship. Sure, there was that brief period of time I thought things were there with Eric but with my 20/20 hindsight vision I know that was just in my head. Oh wait, there was the brief thing with T3 but can you really consider it a relationship when you find out they're married? Doesn't it fall into a new category then...such as affair?

-I'm going to take a brief moment to reflect--jeez my life was soap opera-y last year. I don't know how y'all managed to read through it without shaking me until I snapped out of it. I want to reach back and shake me. I guess I learned from it all, though, and it just needed to run its cycle.-

Anyway, though I've had plenty of men in my life, I've never had the "I need a man" urge. Sure there are times life gets boring and lonely and the hormones kick in but that hasn't drove me to hook up with someone purely for relief. Let me rephrase, I haven't felt the need to get into a relationship with them--hooking up is a different story. (hah, I amuse myself today) This friend, though, has been in a relationship since I first met her. I believe the longest time she's went being single lately was this past break of about two weeks. In that time she seemed to be on the lookout for a new potential "mate". Is it just me or does it seem like she's functioning on a different level of Maslow's need hierarchy? Since I'm not functioning under the level of finding a mate does that mean there's something wrong with me? I've got the food and shelter thing covered. Did I just skip those other levels and try to be self aware?

This kind of leads me to what else keeps me tied to it--my constant urge to understand things a bit better. I have to wonder if this is the way the world is leaning now. Are we so insecure in so many areas of our lives that we'll grasp desperately for the comfort of a stranger for a false sense of security? Since our society in general is driving by consumer tendencies have "mates" become just another accessory? Cell phone, check. House, check. Car, check. Mate, check. Also, does it even matter anymore if they're the right fit for you or does it just matter that they're there?

Lots of questions, I know. Some of them are silly. Some of them I wish I knew the answers to. Some of them I really wish hadn't kept me up half the night pondering.

did you make up your mind about me from the start

Ever have one of those days where you want to talk about so much stuff but have no idea where to start? I think that might be a sign that I've been slacking on blogging entirely too much. It's weird because it's like I've been thinking "I have nothing to blog about" and yet now a million things to do. Though I can say I'm slacking it's really just a bit of slacking and a lot of random crap that's happened in the past two days. So, let's get to it.

VoR is running for office
That's right. I leave town and all kinds of things start happening. VoR is seriously running for office. Since I don't live where he's running anymore, though, I can't vote for him. (boo) I hope he wins 'cause god knows this town could use some new blood in the office. Also, having a friend in power makes me giggle evilly in my deep belly parts so it comes out more like Mwhahahahaha instead of hehehehee.

A goal is finally achieved
I'll be the first to admit I quite often set goals I'm never going to be able to meet or keep. (Seriously..does anyone really believe I can swear men totally off for all of 2009?) As of today, the 10th of March, though, I did meet a goal. I have lost the 80 pounds I set as my goal by the end of last year. Yesterday everyone kept telling me how thin I looked which was nice but I hate everyone paying that much attention to my body. One of my coworkers is referring to me as "Thin Mint" which is both amusing and like salt in a wound because I love those cookies but can't eat just the serving size so I don't buy them. Mom told me last night she'll eventually get me past thinking clothes are tight just because they fit. I don't think she'll ever achieve that goal.

A milestone...
My aunt is turning 70 this weekend. They're having a big birthday party for her. I'm debating going. It's in Nashville. It would be nice to get out of town but here's the thing--if I do things like that on the weekend it feels like I have no weekend. Also, I have a lot of homework to do that I'm refusing to do during this "spring break" week. Also, what would I do with my dog? I'm obviously leaning towards not going. I hope she has a good party though. I hope I make it to 70.

And now a straight up rant...
So I have friend who is pretty much constantly in a relationship. She's only happy when she's with someone else no matter if they make her happy or miserable. I normally just stay out of it and have grown used to the fact that she's going to be like that. I actually know a lot of people like this..anyway, this weekend I was out with her and this guy is hanging around us. It turns out she made out with him the last weekend and was too drunk to remember which The Teacher informed me of. There's a whole big story about us being out and how that turned out but I'm not getting into it. The point of this is now she's "head over heels" for him and has basically shunned the Teacher. Okay, he may not be into her like that but still! On top of all of that in my head here's the kicker--I got plastered this past fall and made out with the guy she's head over heels for. It's slightly amusing because I was also so plastered a friend had to remind me who he was the next time I saw him. Anyway, point of this rant, am I the only one who doesn't fall "head over heels" immediately with a guy anymore? It takes a while for the oven to warm up, okay? Wait, that's kind of sexual but not what I mean for once. It's just like this whole thing is a form of puppy love and I just end up staring at someone with deer glazed over eyes anytime they start telling me so and so could be "the one" within one week. Okay, I'm done now. Cynical Susan back to the corner.

I hate to end this on that so let's talk about...

The Animals
Jasper is back in love with Daisy so my life is much easier. When he was constantly attacking her because he thought I'd replaced his dog it was a serious pain in my butt. Funny thing is now Phenom is also in love with Daisy. Thus there are some seriously cute moments when Daisy will use Jasper for a pillow and Phenom will use Daisy and they'll all just curl up together. Aww, eh? I wish I could take pictures but it's always at night and they just don't turn out well. Also, I think my neighbors might think it weird for me to be taking pictures in the dark bedroom in the middle of the night.

susan goes to the movies

So yesterday on my glorious day off I went and saw a couple of movies. I would have made it three movies but I decided against it. Anyway, I saw Coraline with my mom. We both enjoyed it but watching it in 3D helped me remember how queasy 3D movies make me. It took me about 30 minutes into Watchmen to start feeling better again.

Yes, that's right, I went and saw Watchmen all alone. I'm not going to make any big comments on the movie. It entertained me and that's really all I ask for. One thing I do have to comment on is that I wasn't planning on the blue "man-ness" for most of the movie. I seriously wondered for a good bit of it if I really need to get laid so bad I was hallucinating it until I heard a girl behind me go "is that a..." and her man answer "Sure is..."

Today I've spent a good deal of it being incredibly lazy. It was a beautiful day and I really enjoyed it. I hope everyone is enjoying their weekend.

my rommmance

Super Successful Businesswoman Susan has no intention of buying into the unknown reaches of Mars's absurd werewolf legends. Until she rescues an ordinary dog shot with a silver bullet, and meets his adventurer owner, Jareth.

A founding member of the Alpha Force on a nearby military base, Jareth has developed an elixir that helps werewolves control their shape-shifting abilities. Jareth has always tried to keep his distance from the civilian population, but Susan's hopelessly romantic nature soon wears down his defenses. With attacks on people and animals in the area mounting, can their carefree attraction withstand their toughest challenge?

Why does this actually seem like a story someone could write about me?

Thank you, Nor, for sharing this link with me. :)

I move the stars for no one

Since I have so much to get caught up on but I'm so tired and yet can't sleep so let's give it a go...

Where Have I Been?
Right here. I mean, I've totally been right here waiting for you and you just got here. Okay, so maybe not right here but a girl has to stretch her legs from time to time. I know this is a silly question if you do follow along with my babbling here/twittering habits and have read endless "I'm so sick" comments. Yep, I've been sick and have been for about a month. Some people might be having deja vu because yes, this is the same time of year I had pneumonia last year.

So, what was wrong with me? Was it pneumonia again?
No, thank goodness, it wasn't pneumonia again. I was suffering from a severe case of tonsillitis. A few things I learned due to this experience-1. This condition can actually cause a lot of other things to be wrong with you. Do not ignore a serious sore throat, people! 2. This crazy antibiotic shot that I've got twice in the past year now (where they have to put a slight numbing agent in first before the antibiotic/molasses they pass off as medicine) makes me pass out for some reason. I don't know if it's the pain or the fact it takes almost five minutes to get the shot but the walls close in on me around minute four. 3. If you make it to my age with tonsils intact, they'll let you keep them. I'm quite glad because I'm very attached to all my body parts. I'd like to keep them where they are. 4. Antibiotics ROCK. I'm feeling so much better today which oddly helped me realize how horrible I felt last week and for the past almost month.

Other than laying around and moaning about being sick, what have I been doing since I obviously haven't been blogging?
Staying incredibly busy with both work and school. I had a very strong to the point of overwhelming moment in class tonight where I suddenly realized I'm doing the right thing in what I'm studying now. It was a "I know what I want to be when I grow up" moment...now if I could only decide when I'm growing up.

I've also been dealing with the issue that since Daisy has been fixed she's had to stay in her kennel at night until her stitches come out (Friday for the curious). For the past two days I've been fighting with her to put the satellite dish on her which I take as a good sign she's feeling back to normal. No, there will be no pictures of her with the ring on because I swore to her I wouldn't take a picture. Seriously, I had this conversation out loud with her. "mommy still thinks you're beautiful and don't look dumb at all"... typing this has made me realize maybe I need to spend some time out of the house soon. Oh, another Daisy thing, she's crazy cute with the haircut, eh? It's killing me the cuteness. It kills my urge to be stern or anything. I have no idea how I could be a mom 'cause I'm sure kids are cuter than my groomed dog.

Anything else going on to be addressed right now?
Tons! Tons and tons of things to be addressed but I know I'm going to miss something. I'm mentally making plans to do some things this summer such as catch some baseball games and going to the theatre to catch some Broadway shows. On the short term, I'm planning on having an incredibly relaxing Friday at home with the dog and 2 cats while I rock out watching some random movies. I've got a stack of about 7 waiting for me to watch. Wait, I need to mention this will be done around going to see Watchmen. I think we're going to see it at 6 so that'll leave plenty of time for at least one movie and the rest will probably be taken care of during the day. If not there's plenty of weekend left. I plan on being incredibly lazy. Directly contracting myself, I plan on feeling completely well enough again to not to be so run down that I can't work out. Yes, I was so sick my body was too sore and achy to even think about working out. I've been working on a lot more community oriented projects and that makes me happy.

I'm happy in general and that says a lot.

I've thought about someone a lot lately and can't help but wonder if they think about me. Things have changed slightly, though, because a part of me has become guarded yet again. This part keeps me from reaching out to them to let them know what's going on. Perhaps they know.

I've found myself believing in a bigger plan again where things don't just happen. There's a method to the madness.

Man I hope I won the lottery tonight.

I've almost stumbled into bullet posting here at the end so I suppose that means it's time to go to bed. I may get caught up on blogs some day but I highly doubt it. I hope everyone has been okay and knows I have thought fondly of you all. I just haven't had the gusto to write it.

too sick to blog

...so here's a picture.
...and yes, we were watching fight club