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I am so very bad at updating this thing lately. I don't know why, a lot's been going on. I just have no drive to write about it all. There's everything with Adam, my Mom's visit out here, all my plans for the rest of the summer... It's funny because I'm on here all the time, I just can't make myself write.

I've been editing the pictures I took while my mom was here because I FINALLY managed to steal acquire Photoshop CS5. I've missed it so. The photos came out AWESOME, if I do say so myself. When they're all online, I'll link to them and post a few here. I start my work week in about 5 hours, which then means I really don't get much time to myself until Sunday night. I don't mind, I REALLY need the cash. Here's hoping we pick back up, the last few weeks have been unbearable.

I am officially done with Level 1 at S Factor! Yesterday was week 8, which means next week starts week 1 of Level 2. I am SO EXCITED. We got to see the tricks we're going to learn and they look so fun, but hard! I still have another month to build strength for climbing. Little nervous about that, but mostly excited.

I bought some new leg warmers. How hot are they!



( Two more pics! )

I am so bad, every week I have to buy something new. I love it. Next up, I need to pick alleynyc's brain about buying a pole. And music. I want more to bring to class.

Off to see Zombieland with Adam and his dad!

Just made the most amazing soothing muscle massage oil with a recipe from the Aura Cacia website using juniper berry, peppermint, pine, and lemon in sweet almond oil. I feel relaxed and smell delicious! This aromatherapy stuff is fun! It's great to have a new hobby, especially one that has cures for ailments caused by my other new hobby, pole dancing.

Speaking of pole dancing, check out my sweet shoes!



I heart them so much. Combined with my booty shorts and thigh high leg warmers, I look pretty hot. Oh yeah. Already signed up for Level 2. I am in this for the long haul!

Waiting for Adam to get out of rehearsal so we can make chicken parm sandwiches for dinner and watch more Dexter S3.

Things to do over the next days/weeks: clean the house, organize the living room, go through my books and DVDs and make piles to send to goodwill or sell on eBay. The fall cleaning bug has hit! Hopefully I will get off my ass and actually do something about it, too.

I need to program TiVo with all the shows I want to watch this year. So far it's Dollhouse, Glee, Bones...umm, I know there's more. Remember when I used to have shows to watch every night of the week? TV sucks these days.

Adam sliced my finger open with a Batarang last night. What's a Batarang, you ask? One of those things that Batman throws at bad guys!!! Yes, Batman. He has a Batman costume, and it came with a utility belt, and the utility belt had Batarangs in it. He is such a nerd. And my finger is sliced to hell. Luckily, he made it up to me. ;D And it was an accident, so I wasn't mad or anything

I can't believe my birthday is in 2 weeks! I will be 26. (Yikes.) I have started practicing saying I am already 26 so that when it comes I won't be so freaked out. I'm getting old, man. Still not sure on plans yet, I'd like to do dinner and then a bar but the bar I want to go to, Harrigans aka our local dive bar, has open mic night, and guess who wants no part of that? Ugh. I need to figure something out asap and get on Facebook about it.

So, I dyed my hair black a few weeks ago. I am finally used to it, and the color has faded a bit so that red highlights are starting to come through. I've gotten lots of compliments and everyone seems to really like it, apparently I look all sultry which I am all for!!

But every time I look in the mirror, I feel like Vanessa from The Little Mermaid (you know, Vanessa is actually Ursula turned human and she's using Ariel's voice to lure poor hapless Prince Eric away and get him to marry her and is all evil and wonderful and should have her own movie). Case in point:

Vanessa


Me


I want to cackle evilly and make someone marry me out of spite.

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These are the worst days off I've had in a very long time. I got a brief reprieve Tuesday night when I went to Adam's for blackjack and poker. (I was hoping for some sexy times but no joy - I passed out and he uploaded podcasts to his new website until 5 in the morning. When did we get OLD?) But I came home Wednesday afternoon, after spending an hour at WaMu getting my bank accounts transferred from California to Illinois so I could get my new Chase debit card, to find a bunch of cat vomit all over my apartment and Abby drooling just as Felicia had been. UGH. So off we went back to the vet.

My vet is super sweet and I really like her. Abby didn't have the ulcers on her tongue like Felicia did but she had a fever and the same symptoms so I am to administer the same meds and hope that she gets better. All this was fine and dandy until Felicia decided to scratch one of the vet techs, and since she is not up on her rabies shots, she has to stay at the vet for the next 10 days for observation. I thought my vet was going to cry when she told me, she clearly felt horrible about the whole situation. Felicia just got scared and lashed out and now the poor thing is quarantined for the next 10 days.

And of course Abby doesn't know what to do with herself. She made a mess in her carrier so I had to bathe her when we got home, so I am REALLY not her favorite person right now. She is currently wallowing in her super secret hiding spot in my closet after I pumped her full of drugs and pain meds. It's weird because it feels like there are no cats here at all. This is actually a good time to experiment and see if Abby also pees outside the litter box or if it's only Felicia as I suspect. At least her stay at the vet won't cost me anything, the last three days I have spent over $700 on them. UGH. Do NOT want to think about it. At least I'm getting lots of miles from American Express. Sigh.

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So, I haven't watched Caprica yet. I KNOW. I will, and I want to, it's just...it's still so raw. Ack. My BSG love is a bleeding wound that just won't clot no matter how hard Jamie Bamber and his interpretations of the finale (plus the French!!) try. AND my friend Maile has my Season 1 DVDs so I can't even go back and start the rewatch that I so want to do. Thank God the blu rays come out in July, that way I will lend out my DVDs and keep my blu rays for myself.

I miss Starbuck. And Apollo. And Tigh. (Not Dee.)

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I can't believe I am actually looking forward to going back to work because the last few days have been so exhausting.

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I know I owe you replies from comments made last week. I'm sorry I'm so bad at replying. I suck at emailing too. I would like to work on that, I really would.

I redid my tags, cleaned them up and made them a little more inventive. I think I like them, and I think I'm going to change a few more over. I still have to go back one day and tag the first 3 years of this journal. I always always always miss my anniversary: it's March 31. I made this back in 2002. Weird how much of my life is here, and how much I don't remember from before I started writing in it. I wish I had been better about journalling in high school.

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I am thinking about my next tattoo. I am toying with the phrase Know Grace, as a reminder, and a warning. I need to let grace guide my life a little more than I do. Next is placement, and how I want it to look, and if it will be in another language or not.

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It's time for bed.

I have been spending SO much money lately. It's bad; I need to stop. In the last few weeks I have hit up the Victoria's Secret sale twice for new panties, two new bras and two dresses; Hollister for four pairs of shorts, two pairs for biking and two of the longer length for hanging out and a pair of sweat pants; Express for two shirts (on sale!); Sephora for some new makeup; Guess for a new dress; and Aldo for new shoes. Seriously. I HAVE A PROBLEM.

( But look at how pretty my dresses are!! )

Still. Need to cut back on the spending. Yikes.

Other than that, I've been WORKING. So really, I can absolutely justify the spending, because my last paycheck was for 100 hours of work for the past two weeks. Not that I mind, or am complaining, but I am tired. Every night I come home and pass right out. I woke up today at noon after going to sleep at 2. My back hurts from biking with my backpack to work every day, too. I really need a massage.

Oh well. Like I said, I'm not going to complain about the extra hours because it means extra cash for me.

I just need to start enjoying summer a little more. I want to hit the beach a lot more, hit up Haven's pool, hang out with my friends and drink a lot. I know work will slow down in the next few weeks as we have a ton of people in training to deal with all the open shifts.

I also have not gotten my IRS stimulus check yet. I am calling them on Monday. I want my money!!

This is a very materialistic post, Y/Y?

I WANT NEW BSG. Sigh.

I really need to clean the house before I go to the gym. Seriously. It is a mess. It's sad that I clean the restaurant more than my own place. Maybe I should hire a housekeeper.


Me about to cause some trouble.

Spring has finally come to Chicago!

In celebration (and not at all because I am procrastinating packing), I took pictures.



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Photos from the past couple of days, last Wednesday right after the deep freeze and then after the snowstorm Sunday night.



[car windshield]
and i know i have been
driven like the snow


( where the sea is the sky )

Everyone, please meet Abigail and Felicia. Abby is the shy one, Felicia is real sassy. They are 8 weeks old, the pictures don't really convey how TINY they are! My foot is bigger than them. They weigh 1 lb. each and are tearing up the living room as I type.

Abby:


Felicia:





Seriously. How cute are they?

So it's been forever since I've done a picture post, and I was uploading some I took last night so I can show you all my new lovely corset and bag because I am shallow glad they have come into my life. And I found some older pictures from my dad's retirement party, our white trash barbeque, and a few random ones, and I wanted to post them. So, here ya go.

( White Trash Barbeque!! )

( My Dad's Retirement Party! )

( My new corset!! )

( My new bag!! )

( Adam and I in Chicago and Whitney and I out for Aimee's birthday )

( Crazy license plates Molly and I saw on our way to the Counting Crows concert )

And after seeing how pale I am, it's beach time for me!