Date: 2009-11-06 12:03 Subject: Healing Fields Security: Public

Big Skies

I feel obligated to do a brief update. I'm not sure if I'll find the mind to know what to write about, really, but here goes nothing. I got into Kansas City of an evening on Saturday after a flight that was mostly uneventful. Within, like, fifteen hours we were in Wichita doing Wichitay things. Amanda's shower went well, I thought, as a first-time baby shower attendee, and we stayed the rest of the night at Aunt Judy's house. The Sedgewick County Zoo came on Monday, with a hefty portion of the day spent drawing the animals while Andy struggled to not be bored. I would like to say that I'll scan those picture in and post them here, but I already know that won't happen; I did, however, get four full pages of animals--almost all that we saw accept for the wolves (stupid wolves kept moving) and the red panda that was really more of a red ball on top of his perch.

Since then we've been back in Kansas City, doing, most of nothing. Andy's family is strange (do I have room to talk on this?) but good people. I feel a little overwhelmed by this house that, including me, now has at least eight people in it, and I can only imagine that it will get worse tomorrow when I'm exposed to many many many more people (like thirty or something according to the dinner conversation). I'm not sure if I'll make it, but if it gets to be too much maybe I'll get an opportunity to cool down with the book or some drawing.

On the topic of the book, I've been writing pretty consistantly, but not at any length. It's been in the wee-hours of morning and night, and when I've had those rare opportunities during the day between forced socialization. I can't believe my anti-social funk has followed me! [or maybe I can] In any case, the plot is thickening, in a way, but I'm feeling inspired to change my chain-of-events yet again. I didn't bring my notepad with me so I'm reluctant to do some theory crafting on story arcs and such, but I've got some ideas I want to put down before I forget. I guess I don't need to hand write that stuff.

Another been hurdle with the book, and the current social obligations, has been Assassins Creed. Work-Brad lent me his PS3 copy so that I could play it while I was here and I'm so in love. Altaïr is a really fun character who, unlike the hero (anti-hero?) of many similarly themed games seems to have a personality (albeit, a limited one) and feels things like remorse and guilt--what a concept! I did a little research about the Order of Hashshashin and there are a lot of semi-factual similarities between recorded history and the game. Not a common thing in games! The 2012 subplot is annoying to me, mostly because I feel like the Medieval story line is completely free standing and strong, compared to it's boring driver which is just dumb. Seriously? Who believes that DNA stores memories?! Stupid!

I'm not sure whether to be excited or dissapointed that Altaïr does not return for the sequel because I may be in love with him, but perhaps his Italian decendant will be fun. The plot line seems . . . strange to me, but I'm super in love with Medieval things so that may just be a general resistance to change. In any case, I've heard it's super good so by time I have access to a system and the game I'm sure I'll be ready for some stealth assassination and hack-n-slash goodness.

Date: 2009-11-06 09:39 Subject: Song of the Trees Security: Public

Mahk Jehi

I don't know really what to post about, though I feel like I want to, or may need to, post something. I had a few running ideas earlier but they faded as I kicked into full gear searching for a movie put out a few years ago called A Thousand Roads. It's fictional story, a cinamatic story, of four Native American people living in different parts of the Americas, with vastly different lives, all drawing on their cultural upbringing to take them through their lives. Lisa Gerrard worked on the soundtrack (which is how I found out about the movie) and I've been listening to it all this morning. It's great--if you like that sort of music, which no one I know does, but whatever. Sucks to be you guys.

Unfortunately, I can't find it anywhere. It's not on Netflix or Amazon, so I'm thinking that I'm probably pretty close to boned. Not like I can watch any Netflix now anyway because I have two out that I CAN'T FIND ANYWHERE IN THE HOUSE! GRAH!

I would also like to take this time to submit an open apology to all my friends. I have been incredibly anti-social as of late. I can't seem to find the motivation to get out of the house for anything other then hockey or car classes, and event then I really only do it because I've paid for it. This is not to say that I don't ENJOY going out and doing those things, but it is definitely a challenge to start the task when the alternative is to stay at home and do something very similar to nothing.

So this leads me to the next point. I want to do some sort of holiday party. Perhaps a Yule festival! Fuck yeah winter solstice!

Baseball:
I probably only actually watched about half of the MLB regular season. I wasn't home a lot in the summer, and all of August and September were lost to moving, so I put games on when I was home and remembered. That being said, I watched the Yankees do a lot of crazy shit. The regular season was awesome, which you all know by now, even if you don't watch or like baseball, and I couldn't hope for a better match up for the World Series. No lie, I remember saying a few years ago--like 2006 maybe?--that I would be a happy happy person if I could get a Yankees/Phillies World Series.

Of course, when I did I was immediately conflicted, but either way I would have been super happy. Thanks for being there Philly, maybe you'll take home another ring next season, but 2009 was the Year of Evil! Yes!

Date: 2009-11-03 23:22 Subject: Knowing is Living Security: Public

Advanced Furycrafting

I wish I had a digital camera. I started in on the body filler today on the Ex and . . . and it's . . . Ohemmefffffgeeeee!!! It's hard to work with body filler and can be really annoying, especially when you have to contend with gravity, but it's really strong and easy to sand--at least, in comparison to metal! So, my welding job sucked, there were lots of little pits from grinding and in places I over grinded the area so the metal was thin or misshapen, but all that doesn't matter now because the body filler erases it all. Like an illusion, you build up the putty-like-material to be flush with your metalcrafting, wait for it to dry, sandsandsand and BAM, you're done! Today, I even recreated a "factory seam" that I had, ehrm, sorta ground down to a fine metal mist.

It's not my fault! I didn't know I needed to keep the seam!

So, I'm super proud of my work. It's like looking at dream--a fantasy, an illusion. I really don't believe I've come so far.

Also, it's worth noting that I upgraded to Ubuntu 9.10! There were some problems with my wireless at first, but after a little hardwired internet sluething I found an answer and it's working great. I love the new OS!

Date: 2009-10-31 00:40 Subject: Part of His Rehabilitation Security: Public

Too High

This is one of the smartest commercials I think is on the market right now. The dialog is really well put together and I think, even though it is a commercial, it finds a way to identify product with people. What makes it stand out from other commercials, especially phone commercials, is that it deals with the fact that not all things are positive--which doesn't really mean that they are negative, either.

Just my two cents.

Date: 2009-10-28 17:27 Subject: Gone, like Green Security: Public

October Rust

Hockey is going. I've felt shitty about it as of late--a feeling which ultimately leads to me feeling vulnerable and aggressive, which then leads to me gnawing at the bit for more hockey. Something I'm having a hard time fitting into my schedule. For whatever reason I can't figure out the easy stuff. I can't make routine saves. That's not how it's supposed to work! I had to take a few weeks off with my successive knee injuries and I think it really set me back, a lot.

Car class is going. I've felt resistant to it recently, wanting nothing more then to go home and place Aion or Warcraft, or paint my miniature--which would only mean that I'd go home and do house work instead--but when I get there, and get working, I'm usually into it enough that the night is over really fast. The rocker arm is welded in! Almost done with that part, and we spot welded the dogleg on last night so on Thursday that'll take a good blasting from the welder and then the fun part comes (body filler and sanding)! Rinse and repeat for the opposite side and then I get to move onto the REALLY hard part: doors. I'm not sure what the answer will be since complete restoration is going to be a bitch, I don't have a garage and I have yet to find door skins. Oh woe is me.

BOOK! Yay!

Still plugging away on the novel. I did a pretty cool sketch of William today in my lined note book, with ink no-less, so I may actually take that home and scan it. I usually avoid ink AND lines all together, but a change of pace can sometimes bring about the best results. I've got this whole pile of work done with different characters and scenes, and no real concise linear story. The plot is there and when I go over my outline-ish notes it all makes sense--of course, until the writing takes over and introduces characters and scenarios that I didn't predict. I still have solved the mystery of the dead dude in the supply bunker yet!

If I were an anime-type-character I would have slants for eyes and broccoli shaped steam coming from my mouth to represent a sigh.

Date: 2009-10-09 09:54 Subject: Now You Know Security: Public

This is What it Feels Like

I've been on a writing frenzy as of late--so much so that you'd think it was November! I'm afraid that I'm losing focus though, or maybe just getting hung up on the evolution of new ideas? It is kind of a mess, I guess. As I told Andy last night, sometimes the book just seems to write itself and I'm just it's medium. I'm sure in a few months I'll look back at it and get all pissed, or disappointed, and start rewriting it, because that's always how it seems to go.

If nothing else though, I think that the work has inspired me to do a lot of art. I've always done art themed on my projects--and my coworkers tease me [insecently] about this because they don't understand. It can get really annoying at times, because generally I don't like to share my art and then when they do see it they just make fun of it. So I find myself trying to justify it by saying that I'm writing a book, to which they all scoff and criticize me some more. I'm sure it's just a case of being too sensitive, but come on, don't call my baby ugly.

Andy comes in tonight, and Phoebe's wedding it tomorrow afternoon, AND the computer comes in today (assuming they don't make me sign for it). I've been so busy with everything that I can't barely remember things any more. I need to buy another little notepad so I can make dozens of small reminder lists.

Also, the Devils won their third game of the season last night! They forced overtime with less then one second on the clock in the third period, went into a scoreless sudden-death-fire-dungeon-killing-spree and won in the shoot out. They weren't perfect out there, but the boys are getting back into the groove and, as always, I'm really excited! I love hockey season!

Aside from all that stuff, I found this recipe for werewolf cupcakes on the internets while looking up pumpkin carving stencils. The person that wrote the blog, and posted pictures of her (I think her) creations made them (it seems) because she loves the Twilight books, which put an immediate bitter taste in my mouth, but I can over look that, I suppose. Those cupcakes are cute!

P.S.: I want this cute werewolf toy!

Date: 2009-10-07 17:00 Subject: Even Deeper Security: Public

The Great Below

I took the plunge today and bought a new computer. A really expensive new computer. I won't say how expensive, but after I bought it I had a mini-panic attack then vomited. I'll come to terms with it before too much longer, but until it gets delivered I'm going to feel sucky. Hopefully by time it gets here my coworkers will have returned with our external hard drive so I can easily transport my shit onto the new computer, then bask in it's unhealthy glow.

I have a lot of shit to do before the weekend and I'm not sure how I'm going to get it all done, especially when every waking minute of my life, so far, has my mind on my book.

Also, I really really need these: Goalie and skater cookies cutters!

Date: 2009-09-26 01:50 Subject: This World Security: Public

Post Master Blues

I sprained my knee at hockey last week. It started with a minor twisting-tweeking-something pain the Monday before last and then the following Thursday I cemented myself. We had a game and I wasn't in net for more then twenty minutes before I needed to make a sweeping save during a three-on-one. I slid across the crease in a butterfly to the left side, with a fair amount of momentium and when my knee hit the cold blue paint below I heard this loud POP. BAM, my whole leg, knee down, was on fire. It was a pretty incredible pain and I couldn't get up for a few minutes. Luckily, they shot wide and the puck rolled along the boards and my team took it back up the ice, giving me some time to breath. I finished the game with a miserable 10-0 loss. First game of the season too.

The following day (last Friday) I couldn't hardly move my leg it was so sore, so I sucked it up and went to a health clinic in Denville, that has two really excellent doctors. I will see them till I die (or they die?) because these doctors are so great. Anyway, her brother in law is a coach for the NJ Devils Youth League, which is pretty cool, so she knew a bit about hockey and hockey related injuries. Apparently, women are five times more likely to suffer knee injuries especially when participating in competitive sports. A combination of big hips and week muscles in our inner thighs results in constant problems. Luckily she gave me a bunch of exersizes to help strengthen those my knees!

As promised: A story about why I find men frustrating.

Autobody classes started up again last week, so on top of nursing my knee, I've got a bunch of work to do on the car. The patches I did on the quarter panels last fall were rusting through again so I had to saw out the rust then pull out all the interior from the back and get in from above with rust converter (probably the most disgusting stuff on the earth). There is a guy in both classes who had identified himself as being forty-five, so he's twenty years older then me. 

The first day he didn't really speak to me that much--maybe once. The second day was much of the same. The third, I'm not sure we spoke at all. Last Thursday I'm diligently trying to fit a patch into the jagged hole cut into my quarter pannel and this guy--WHOSE NAME I DON'T EVEN KNOW--comes up to me and starts talking to me about the car. Okay, cool, having a conversation, whatever, but he keep complementing me. The first few times was flattering but he just kept repeating how much respect he had for me and how women don't do autobody and it takes bravery to do it, which started to become really annoying.

So I go back to work, grining and cutting, sanding and smothing, bending and twisting--making this piece fit--and he comes back up to me WHEN I'M USING A PNUMONIC FUCKING GRINDER and starts touching me! It was only a pat on the shoulder, but still--don't touch someone while they're using air tools, it's not a good idea! So I kill the grinder and stop what I'm doing to find out where the fire is and check to make sure that I didn't just grind off my finger when he startled me, and this guy (whose name I still don't know) continues telling me how much respect he has for me and how great it is that I'm working on this monster mess of a project.

Really? Crossing the line of annoying there, but he shuts up pretty fast and disapears, so I let it go and get back to work.
 
Finally happy with my piece I put it into place and set up the welder and start in on that. I'm no good at welding and the valve on the argon is wonky so my weld is all poppy and gross and not working. I'm hood-down, knee-deep (this whole post sounds like a weird euphenism for sex) in this welding nightmare and all of a sudden I'm being touched AGAIN!

OMFG STOP TOUCHING ME!

This guy is massaging my fucking shoulders and complaining about how his back hurts. For real? I'm fucking welding here and you want to cry to me about your fucking back!? What do you expect me to do about it? You wanna complain? Cool, whatever, complaining is fun but seriously? I don't know you and you're a serial toucher who has just gone way to far.

I did one of those shoulder shrug, get-the-hell-off-me's, and he [I guess] got the picture, but if he touches me again next week I'm going to have to say something. Not cool.

Date: 2009-09-24 00:46 Subject: September Sun Security: Public

Nature of the Beast

Every now and then I start crushing on someone new. Sometimes it's people I know--like Jeff or Dan from hockey--and I usually crush on them in a more platonic way, rather then sexual. I suppose, if I had a shrink, she would tell me that it was because I was seeking a replacement for my emotionally distant father, which may or may not actually be the unconscious truth. When I crush on people I know, it is usually men, though I am also crushing a little on my new boss Bev (she's a nice lady but not a father figure! See?!), and those men that I crush on are almost always a direct result of their behavior.

One common theme in all my current and past men-crushes has been on people who are educators. "Captain Fly" (William Derek Rhodarmer) was the earliest crush I can think of, and he was one of my professors in college who I always had fond memories of. Currently, my crushes are friends on both my hockey team (and non-team clinic participants) and my car class, as well as a few at work.

Another common theme beyond the "mentor" thing that my crushes all share is their perceptiveness and their ability to tease without upsetting. I think I've found a way to be "one of the boys" all too often in my (gasp, male dominated) hobbies, which is good and bad. I like being able to be part of the group without special treatment, and I realize that teasing is part of it; I also think that I've learned to dish out as much teasing as I get, because of this. Sometimes, though, being a "not-boy" sorta sucks, especially when I want to have a real conversation about something other then goals-against-averages and HVLP guns. I can sit down and talk to--say, Phoebe or Kate or Nikki--for hours about all sorts of things. Shuffle from topic to topic about whatever it is that we need to talk about right then (usually disection of strange social situations and hating on people that are stupid). Dave (hockey) or Steve (auto-body) are not this way at all. They're "one-topic" people, generally, though Dave is good for some non-hockey talk, even if it's not girl-talk level.

My non-personal crushes are a lot less in-depth and pretty much all sexual. Most recently Eric Roberts (look up) has come into the man-crush catagory. I recognized his face in this-and-that since I saw him on Heroes, like two years ago, and have been doing one of those, "who-is-that-guy" since. As I've just recently learned, he's an actor (okay, well, I got that one right off the bat) but he's had a fairly lucritive career. I feel embarrassed that I didn't recognize him from some of bigger titles (Star 80 and Pope of Greenwich Villiage--both of which I've seen) but whatever. I'm only twenty-five.

A recent girl-crush has been Kathryn Morris (blonde lady from Cold Case), unfortunately, while she may be totally hot, she is someone that I would probably hate in real life (this brash assuption is really only based on a few TV interviews. She may not actually be a terrible human, and in fact, probably is very nice. I would also probably still hate her.) I've always crushed on Helena Bohdam Carter who I've always thought I would cast to play me in the fictional movie about my life where I am skinny and sinister.

Other then that, my totally-only-really-because-they're-hot crush list is as follows:

Martin Brodeur
Scott Stevens
JS Giguere
Peter Steele (not actually hot but I still crush. Why?)
Kieffer Sutherland
Eric Roberts
Kathryn Morris
and Harrison Ford (wait, what?)
I also find that kid from the third Blade movie, with the goatee and the bad jokes and the spiky hair, pretty hot but the movie sucked (HA! I made a pun!) and I'm not sure he was in any other movies, and even if he was I doubt he was hot in them--thats just how it goes. I'm sure there are others, but I can't think of them now.

Up next: a post about stupid people and uncomfortable social situations! Yay!

Date: 2009-09-09 21:20 Subject: Vengeance Security: Public

Kitschy Shit For My House

I think I may actually need this Rooster Tea Set for my house. Like really need this.
The house is coming along. The air assisted toilet flush thing broke while I was in Indiana so it's been a fight with repairs since. I think what will end up happening is that--by a phone call I had this morning--is that the previous home owner will come by on Friday and install an extra tank he found when he was moving. Lucky me!

Saturday night I have a hockey season preview! I'm excited, but not nervous really, not yet at least. Of course, when it comes time to play I'll probably be sick with anxiety. I still haven't repaired my pads yet, but I can still play with them as they are. They haven't been getting TOOOoooo soaked yet and I've got so much other stuff to do with the house that goalie pads are on the back burner--along with other ugly things.

Prioritized to-do list:

Fix toilet
Straighten out registration stuff
Straighten out Optimum stuff
Buy groceries
Mop floors
Weed garden
Wash Cars
Continue unpacking stuff

Date: 2009-08-20 11:02 Subject: Leave Your Keys Security: Public

Handprints

Fever struck this morning, so I decided to stay home from work. I ran the risk of infecting my coworkers all week, but with no clear direction on what we're doing exactly and the miserable uncomfortable sick feeling mounting I just decided to stay home. I hope it doesn't inconvenience them at work, but I'm not sure I could actually be any help anyway. This morning has left me in-and-out of sleep and watching TV which I haven't been able to do recently because of all the moving.

The Diving Bell and the Butterfly was on TV, and I watched most of it. I missed the first few minutes and fell asleep for about fifteen minutes int he middle but I liked it. It was a slow foreign movie but the cinematography was awesome and the story (a true one) was well told through the thoughts of the main character, the Chief Editor of Elle magazine. Also, extensive laying on the couch is a cat-magnet and someone orange can't stop licking my hands!

Date: 2009-08-20 00:01 Subject: Lost Blood Security: Public

True Boys

Are there any good "supernatural" books out there? The kind that tell the story of a vampire or a werewolf that AREN'T total boring love stories? I'm so disappointed. The last slew of books I've tried have all been loosey-goosey boring excuses for authors to have husks of characters with cool abilities that fuck each other and worry about fucking each other and obsess about not fucking each other and consider actually doing something that doesn't involve fucking each other.

I think the first room to be painted will be the kitchen. I'm really feeling BRIGHTFUCKINGRED and white--or maybe an off white. It's white and yellowish now, like the rest of the house that isn't stained dark wood.

Date: 2009-08-16 00:00 Subject: Afix Security: Public

Destroy by Fire

I couldn't decide which icon to use for this post--torn between the one I chose and my Keifer Sutherland "WTF?" icon--but either way, I feel sad. Not only am I half way though a book that is all about putting women in their place, where they belong, and justifies it by making the characters werewolves; but I just logged onto GoodReads to look up a review on said book and read one of their posted lists.

Titled: "Best Books Ever Written," the list displayed the first five, in order as follows:

5. The Lord of the Rings
4. Pride and Prejudice
3. To Kill a Mockingbird
2. Twilight
1. The Book of Mormon: Another Testiment of Jesus Christ.

 . . .

I certainly hope that was user created, but eitherway I think that Chaucer just vomited in his grave.

Date: 2009-08-13 12:32 Subject: The Run Around Security: Public

Tell Me About It

I'm annoyed with books. I was shelving my small collection at the house last week and I started thinking about all the books I had--the ones I've read, the ones I never finished. I've gotten to some point with my reading skills now where I'm actually able to focus on what I'm reading for extended periods of time. Some books I had read in high school, the "Bob Lee Swagger" series by Stephen Hunter, were engaging at the time, but I find myself leaning more toward fantasy stuff now. That being said, I recently learned that the movie "Shooter" is loosely based off of "Point of Impact" even though the setting is [apparently completely different . . .] so I'm sorta wanting to re-read Point of Impact and then see the movie.

The house stuff is killing me, I'm sure of it. Walking around has become an issue of constant pain since late last week week and the house is a wreck. The apartment is still a mess, but mom said she would could out again tonight and help me finish that up. Then it's done. Then all I need to do is get the house in order.

I miss not having to work all day and all night. I want to watch TV and play video games and read and write and enjoy the fact that I have a house and a kitchen and a ten-thousand-dollar garden and a back yard. I want to paint and put in new fixtures and retile the bathroom and move furniture to make room for a rug.

Date: 2009-08-02 22:24 Subject: History of Science Security: Public

Getting Further

I love watching science shows about math and the universe. I find it so amazing. My mind is so blown right now. The Science Channel was just running a spot on the Large Hadron Collider, and even though the show was made before it was finished (and subsequently broke) the whole idea is crazy. All these particles that make up the world, all hinged an the Higgs Particle (God Particle) which hasn't been found, and if it could, would offer insight into the Big Bang and mathmatical answers to our exsistance. I can't even begin to give the whole idea justice with my minimal understanding of it, but the things that math has discovered is amazing. Makes art seem so . . . trivial.

If you want a little dose of mindblowing strangeness watch this flash animation about the tenth dimension.

Date: 2009-08-01 20:00 Subject: Apples to Apples Security: Public

Burn Notice

I'm more then half way done with my Wood Elf Wild Riders but it has taken longer then I intended. I've learned just how difficult it is to do this! They're so tiny so the little details really do take time and an expert hand. Mine are looking awesome so far, but I'm lacking in some colors. I've managed to use my art school background to mix up colors I've needed. While much cheaper then buying a "pot" of that color, you can never mix the same color twice. Also, I've learned that if you spill half a thing of red paint on the carpet it is never coming out. Ever.

So I guess I'm not going to get my whole security deposit back.

Which brings me to another point. Closing on the house was pushed up to the 3rd and I got ALLllll excited . . . and now it's back to the 7th, so I'm sorta disappointed, but I'll get over it. I really need to start packing--like for real--but I'm just feeling blah about it. I can't wait to get this over with. Especially the paying part. Once that is out of the way, I can pay for car classes and then start panicking about how much money I've spent and no longer have.

Date: 2009-07-21 23:14 Subject: Spark Security: Public

Hang-Up

I've been looking into Wicca recently. I know I know, please hold your skepticism.
About a month and a half ago I went to a metaphysical store (you know the type) just to buy some more insence and I got to talking with the lady who owned it and her mother. She gave me a [long] reading list, some of which I was able to find at the local library, and two books I bought with a buy-one-get-one deal at Borders.

I like parts of it. All religions to me seem, in basic terms, like a series of stories used to teach people proper behaviour and ethics. Of course, there is a lot more to it then that, but for the sake of discussion I think it's a safe description. The things I like about Wicca are pretty straight forward. I like the faintly animistic approach (though I wish there was more emphasis on this) and the constant image of balance (man/woman, night/day, life/death, ad nauseum). Unfortunatly there are things I really don't find appealing at all.

It starts with Silver RavenWolf. The two books I bought were authored by her and I've been disapointed. At first I was interested, I felt like the book was a little silly at times, and geared toward teens but informative--until I got about a third of the way through. She has some little story she wrote for children describing how Christianity was brought to Europe and it was completely false. In short, she says that Crusaders saw a Persian "demon" (a term I use loosely here) and bought the image of it back to the British Isles in the Middle Ages because of it's visual simularity to the "Old God." She goes on to say that they then perverted the pagan religions to create the Christian image of Satan and take over.

This is just . . . wrong! It's just wrong! There is no truth in her story and she encourages readers to teach their children these lies! She goes on in the book to draw negative images of Christianity especially but tosses Islam and Judaism under the bus too. At points she actually refers to major religions as "superstitions" where she refers to Witchcraft as "faith." On top of this, she condones teens lying to their parents and claims that if you follow her book, step-by-step, you will be "happier, healthier and richer."

It's so disappointing. Despite this lady's craziness, though, I'm still interested in the topic, so in the persuit of finding more information I delved into the internet. I looked at a bunch of forums and found one that I have some faith in so I joined. Unfortunately, it seems that the board is made up of moody teens that are looking for some outlet so I may drop that too. At some point I made a comment about how I took the OP of some random thread lightly because he labeled himself as a pre-teen and that "kids are vulnerable and think they know everything at that age." Case in point, at least two people said it was "incredibly insulting."

Other posts are all kiddy shit. Rarely do people attempt decent spelling or grammer, and I know I'm no queen, but I try to spell out words. I found myself lost trying read one post that was littered with numbers in place of entire words (i.e.: w8 for wait or b4 for before). It's just stupid. Even DevilsRule weeds out those noobs!

So, it's back to the library for me. Obviously, the internet was a bad idea. I'll have to try and go back to that store as well. There is one in Mont Claire, near the university and there is another in Butler which is northeast, on RT-23. Both close at seven so I'm not sure I can get there after work with any time to chat, but maybe. I have a 59-minute I could use too.

Date: 2009-07-16 15:44 Subject: Canucks, Jets, Jury, Go! Security: Public

Revelations

In the spring time I took my second car class, and all the while I kept thinking that one of guys in my class seemed familiar. Somehow he looked like someone I knew--though I wasn't sure when I have ever met him before in my life. At 6'2" and 250lbs, "Mark" as I knew him was a gentle giant, kind and fun to talk to, always spoke highly about his mother and his girlfriend. An army brat with an expensive car (very expensive car) that had a habit of backing into dumpsters. We would chat harmlessly as we sanded body filler from his bumper or unscrewed the bolts that held on my fenders, trading stories of growing up in small towns and doing stupid shit in college.

Turns out that my giant, was no giant at all, but actually, a Jet! He normally didn't look as angry as he does pictured left.

I guess this explains why he said on the last day of class, "work will be to busy in the fall, but I'll see you for the spring session!"

Date: 2009-07-06 17:00 Subject: Pyretta Blaze Security: Public

Cinnamon Girl

Sunday was a whirl of emotions. We did birthday stuff at Mom's house and watched fireworks, but it wouldn't be my birthday without turmoil. No. I'll put in a list form of short descriptions, by order of event, color coded: good will be green and bad will be red.

--I bought a package of chicken at the grocery store which was stolen by the guy ahead of me in line. It was the only thing I bought so I had to fight with management about it before they conceeded that it was, in fact, stolen off the belt and allowed me to get another package.

--I went upstairs to use the bathroom and the door was shut. I knocked and got no response. I asked if my sister was in and knocked again, still no response. I figured it was empty so I opened the door and my sister starts screaming at me about how she is "IN HERE! OH MY GOD! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE WHEN I'M IN MY BATHROOM! YOU'RE SO DISRESPECTFUL!"

I was feeling wild so I commanded her to silence her wailing, saying, "First of all, it's not your bathroom, it's Mom's, and you are as much a guest in this house as me. Secondly, I knocked twice and asked if you were in here to which I got no response. Now, if you're going to be a minute then fine, finish coming your hair, but if you're going to hog it for another half hour I'm going in and peeing regardless of your circumstance."

She shot back with some nonsense about how I was rude for not letting her use the bathroom and that I should have known she was in there, but I brought up the fact that she didn't respond to me so she pretty much buried herself on that accord. I won that battle, and quite well I think.

--I got to help Mom make dinner while my laundry was in the wash.

--My sister complained about the food we were making for dinner, then shoved her was into the kitchen and took one of my birthday cupcakes, ate half of it and then spit it out, leaving the mess of half eaten cupcake on the platter with all the rest, muttering about how disgusting they were as she sauntered off.

--She came back and got a second one.

--My sister made snarky comments at dinner about the food and then stormed away leaving half eaten meal at the table.

--Dinner was actually really good, even though it wasn't quite what I wanted, Mom did a good job.

--Talked to Phoebe for a little bit about stuff and things.

--Watched one of the best fireworks displays that NP has put on in a long time.

--Went to move my car onto the street, but on the way back in I tripped on stone and gouged open the bottom of my bare foot on a stone, severely injuring myself, after which this bitch and her boyfriend started laughing and I heard her say, "That fat girl just tripped!" I got about half way though the yard and shouted back, "It's really fucking funny, isn't it, you whore!" She didn't respond.

--Nearly got tee-boned by some guy who decided that stop signs are for hosers and that he NEEDED to make that green light. Closest brush with death I've had on the road recently.

--Nearly got side-swiped by some drunk who didn't check his mirrors before trying to merge into traffic.

--Andy told me that his parents spent the money he was going to use to come see me so he isn't coming to the farm this weekend.


All in all, the night was more negative then positive, but I still enjoyed my time with my Mother, and my Dad was tolerable. We even talked a little bit, which is amazing.

Date: 2009-07-05 02:01 Subject: Hate Security: Public

Blissful, Liberating

Some lovely Twilight-hate fillers because I'm too lazy to update about birthday stuff.