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December 2nd, 2005

hello!!! @ 02:32 am

Current Mood: confused confused
Current Music: project pitchfork

i am still alive...and here. back in cali. "got" to babysit the nephew for a day after being chained to him for a week. boy what a way to make a girl never want to have kids. except for the fact that he was so well behaved when my sis was gone it really made me wonder. when he and i are alone together we get along great. he's well behaved, polite, sweet, and totally endearing. when my sis gets around, i swear he turns into satan's spawn. curiouser and curiouser.

it's odd being back in cali. i haven't llived here for over 7 years, and i'ts kinda throwin me for a whirligig. just concentratin' on gettin my feet back under me, and we'll see where i go from there.

love and kisses to y'all, and ill try to call as soon as i get access to long distance.


November 11th, 2005

(no subject) @ 11:15 am

Current Mood: disappointed disappointed
Current Music: ani difranco

it's soooooooo damn nice to not be working right now. my bank account's pretty flush (thanks mom!) and it looks like i'll have enough to cover shipping, phone bill, electric bill, student loan, and hopefully have some left to play with. *crosses fingers* once i get back to nor cali it looks like my sis has a bunch of odd jobs lined up for me already, which is awesome. now, to finish packing here....*sigh* there's still so damn mu7ch to do, or at least that's the way it looks. mebbe there's less than i think....yeah right.

i'm not sure what's going on with sloth right now. he keeps talking about planning little trips together and shite. i mean, we're still good friends, and i plan on staying that way as this is an amiable split, but still...it's weird. i'm not sure that he realizes we're not going to be together again. sorry, but when my relationships end, i don't pick them back up as intimate again. there are things i want from a partner that he just can't give me. like being reliable, responsible, and romantic. if i could just find someone like me....naw, scratch that. not even i can delude myself into thinking i could put up with me. :) actually, i do think that i'm quite a catch...not sure why i'm gonna be single. again. uggghhhh. gross. i so do NOT want to be in the dating pool again. it's dirty, nasty, and far too small. so mebbe imma get a few cats, a few new toys, and just call that good. hell, who really needs s.o's anyway?

November 10th, 2005

*hurk* @ 07:37 pm

Current Mood: embarrassed embarrassed

so, went out last night to see the comedy/magic show. had a blast. had 4 glasses of red wine. haven't been drinking at all lately, cos i got hammered. and then proceeded to puke out the window of the car. swear to god, that's the brightest red barf i've ever seen. oh, and cleaning your own vomit off the side of the car the morning after? not an activity i'd highly recommend. *back on the wagon again*

November 5th, 2005

wrong....very very wrong... @ 12:29 pm

Current Mood: amused amused

i just found this on amazon.com.

poor kitty!


November 4th, 2005

one more thing.... @ 11:15 am

Current Mood: amused amused

oh, and december 16th, my birthday, is national "Chocolate Covered Anything Day." ooooohhhhh yeah. ;)
go here to check bizarre holidays.

>_< . @ 10:53 am

Current Mood: stressed stressed
Current Music: ani difranco

so first off, i just have to reiterate how damn happy i'm going to be once i'm not living next to 2 million other people. there's this woman across the way who has THE LOUDEST SEX i've ever heard in my entire life. i mean, screaming, wailing, and "oh godding" at the top of her voice. either that or else someone was trying to kill her with a screwdriver.

i have soooo much to do. and i feel very helpless cos i need boxes in order to really start sorting, but every time i go back to get them the cardboard dumpsters are locked. so obviously i don't get how the whole thing works, cos people keep telling me to go around back and just grab whatever's there. and i refuse to pay six bucks for a damn cardboard box.

less than one week of work left. yay!!!! tuesday'll be my last day. well, my last official day. however, i'm covering for my coworker while he's on vacation, so even though i don't work there anymore, i'll still have 4 shifts. *sigh* i initially agreed to one day, which expanded into one double and a night, and then another night tacked on for good measure. although from the way things look i'm going to need the $$$, so i spose it's not such a bad thing.

alright, that's enough for me...back to work.

October 29th, 2005

grumble @ 08:03 pm

Current Mood: over extended

moving sucks. and i haven't even really started yet. getting together shoes and clothes that i don't wear anymore (i've finally decided i'm a little old for micro-minis...i swear they didn't used to be that short!) and trying to get pics taken so i can try to get rid of them on ebay. throwing out old shoes and make up that i've kept for some unknown reason. then it's organizing sale of car, bed, teevee, a.c. unit, and other randoms. packing and shipping all the stuffs that i want to keep. cleaning the apt. dropping off misc stuffs at salvation army. arranging pick up of shipped stuffs. and then the whole "moving in" process. gaaaaaahhhhhh.....i really really really really REALLY need to get a permanent place of my own, at least for storage if nothing else.

i just officially got exhausted merely by looking around and thinking about all the stuff i've got to do.

October 24th, 2005

>_ @ 11:28 pm

Current Mood: pissed off pissed off

so i get done with work tonight and sloth calls from the bar asking if i'll take a cab up instead of him coming to pick me up. cos of course since it's his night off he's out getting shit-faced. again. cos last night wasn't enough. i cab up ($15...i made him pay the fare) and find him hanging out with two tourists. since i'm on the wagon for a month of course i don't want to stay and chat, so he makes his good-byes, tabs out, and comes out to the car where i'm waiting. little does he know that i can hear every word he's said. i'm like "so what're you up to tonight?" and he tells me that he's going to go home, and then drive back down, pick up the strangers, and head to lahaina to see marty dread (reggae show every monday night.) mind you, he's slurring. i tell him that there's no way in hell i'm going to let him take the car when he's drunk. now, here's the good part. he tries to convince me that he's not drunk, he's just happy. right, cos people always slur when they're happy. and it's not the first time he's tried this line of reasoning with me. basically i laid down the law and said that there was no fucking way in hell he was taking the car. so i end up having to drive them all down to the bar and drop them off. supposedly they're going to cab back up after the show, or at least that's the plan. i just can't believe that he's so casual about driving that drunk. dude, if you can't talk, what makes you think you should be behind the wheel of a car? that guy's on a head-on collision course with disaster, and there's no way that i'm going to be around for the impact. which brings me to the point. i'm moving back to cali. one-way plane ticket has been purchased. i'll be flying in to portland on the 22nd, staying for turkey day, and catching a ride down to nor cali with my sister. i plan on working for a few months and then taking a few weeks to catch up with beloved and dearly missed friends down in central and so cal. so for those of you who claim to miss me, get ready!

October 17th, 2005

(no subject) @ 03:36 am

Current Mood: drunk drunk
Current Music: current 93: earth covers earth

i was trying to read friends' page, but couldn't quite achieve said goal. and so i shall slip into bed and sleep, still wondering what exactly he thinks is going on.

October 15th, 2005

m'kay @ 12:32 am

Current Mood: conflicted

looks like i'm heading back to the mainland in about a month. for good. (well, at least for a while.) my mom's supposed to be sending me some $$$ for moving expenses. actually, i'm making her some jewelery and selling it to her in exchange for moving costs. yesh, my mummy loves me. thank god. otherwise i'd be stuck here for god knows how long. the boi and i have devolved into room mates rather than s.o.'s, and we're both okay with that, but it's kinda weird. truly i think that he hasn't really accepted the fact that i'm moving back to cali and we're not going to be together anymore. he's talking about possibly moving back to slo and living with his parents till he "gets his finances together," whatever that means. 34 and moving back in with mom and pop...that's soooo scary sounding to me. i kinda feel like smacking him and yelling, "GROW UP ALREADY!" but obviously it's not my place to do that. personally, i just can't wait to get back to cali, get a functioning jewelery studio up and running, and doing my own thing again. although i do have to say that hitting the dating-malaria-infested-omg-it's-scary-and-shallow-pond is none too appealing at all. guess ya gotta take the bad with the good, huh?

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