Truth is now acceptable; Fame is now injectable; Process the progress

I've spent the last three days kind of in a brain coma. It's like my brain just stopped functioning. I'm not sure what it's a symptom of. Maybe I'm PMS-ing. Maybe the barometric pressure is acting funny with my head. Maybe I've got mono (you'd think it by the way i've been sleeping). Who knows. I kind of want it to stop. All I've been good for is watching movies on netflix. Awful. In the last 3 days I've watched: Salt, Easy A, My so-called Life, a new postapocalyptic anime, a strange viking movie(that I still have to finish), Dorian Gray (an adaptation with Ben Barnes and Colin Firth), Charlie's Angels (I don't know why I like this movie), and many other small episodes of things. Awfulness. I did finish knitting the body of my sisters dress and one of the sleeves. Now I'm just working on the other one. Ugh. I still feel like I could fall asleep at any moment. I've been making French verb conjugation flash cards. Whoo. That's been fun and exciting. I'm pretty sure I've got conjugating most normal -er verbs down. I'm still fuzzy on some of the exceptions though. Stupid exceptions. it's nice to be trying to study something again. I need to find some youtube clips of people speaking french though (slow enough that I can understand it) so that I can get some pronunciation guidelines. Because that's what I don't remember enough about it the pronunciation. At least I can tell people my name though. That's nice and fancy. I'm pretty sure that's all I have to say. Dad and I go shopping for garden plants on Saturday so the weather better fix it's ass up so we can plant delicious plants...mmmmm, plants.

Good night internet.

Skyrockets in flight...

I keep meaning to post this and then forgetting to do it. I wrote it. I hate reading my own work out loud or even watching people read it for the most part. But I'm pretty proud of it. It has no title. If you read it and have a brilliant idea as to what it should be called, leave me a comment and let me know.

Sitting still and wondering

Whilst you're off and plundering

I gaze upon the stars

And wonder if you're sacking Mars

The sky pirate life must be magic

Too bad your end is likely tragic

If you could come back to Earth

the planet of your auspicious birth

Maybe you could explain to me

Why our love can never be

Alas if you get as near as the Moon

It would spell our certain doom

Traveling to Mercury's silver shores,

"Show mercy!" to you they implore

But alas, tis not in your nature,

On your benevolence I would not wager,

As you cut them down in droves

Your breath smells faintly of cigar cloves

Your silver tongue tells nothing but lies,

I know you soar through Venus' iodine skies

How did I ever place my trust in you?

A pirate with eyes of palest blue

I feel a dagger twisting through my heart

I should have known it from the start

Jupiter's red eye stares balefully upon you

I claim no knowledge of the things you do

Still they keep me locked in a little room

Convinced in my eyes they see your doom

This isn't to far off from my intention

What I plan I dare not mention

I wish Saturn's rings were my trap

I'll soon be breathing down your back

I should have been your pirate queen

Instead I'll bring your end unseen

Should have loved me when you had the chance

But you didn't give me a second glance

Off the brilliant blue Uranus coast

We will see if you skill matches your boast

As I bear down towards your ship

You break me with a single crack of your whip

As I spin out into the depths of space

I hope for one last glimpse of your face

Spinning through Neptune's gaseous surface

I know my life was not without purpose

If you lose one peaceful nights slumber

Wondering over the victims that you plunder

Could you have chanced the path of fate?

It was unrequited love that led to my hate

So, that's it. It took my over a year to write it all I think and then it kind of went somewhere that I didn't expect it to go. I didn't include Pluto because it's not a planet anymore. I tried to fit it into the last verse somewhere but I just couldn't do it. I don't even know what kind of meter it's in. I'm really bad about being technical about poetry. I just keep rewriting a line until it sounds right in my head. Please feel free to comment.

I got a Broken face...uh huh

I haven't posted in too long. Exciting stuff. I got the scheduler position that I wanted. It's a .9 which is about .1 more than I want it to be. But I'll deal with it and TC is flexible. RM doesn't seem pleased, but I don't think he believes that I'm as efficient as I am. Or as organized. Also I think it annoys him that I get what I want. Because TC agreed to the schedule I wanted on a trial basis at least. Which gives me a three day weekend every other week and every Friday off. Which is nice. I also get to work 9am-5pm because I could come in at 7am, but I'd be completely useless for the first 2 hours and you wouldn't want to talk to me for the first three. Yep.

Let's see. Audrey and Stefan had their 25th birthday on Saturday and that was tons of fun. I had a great time. We made a batch of their wedding punch. It tasted a bit sweeter than it did last time, but I think that was a difference of sprite vs. 7-up. Sprite has a lot more sugar in it. Or at least it seems like it does. We played some of what we call toss and cuss I guess. It's were you throw two golf balls attached by a string at a series of three horizontal poles that are worth different points. Being a bit tipsy it took me quite a while to adjust to how to throw them and actually hit something (that wasn't other people). Our team won both times. YAY! Then later we ended up inside playing pictionary. Derek should never be allowed to write the clues. It's just a bad idea. I got a headache from all the sugar and left a bit earlier than everyone else. Sad day.

Then today...oh gods, so dumb. Our new staffing person called me at 10am on my weekend off to ask me a question that had nothing to do with me. I'm good with being called if there's a sick call. That's fine, it's a necessary evil and on a Sunday I might even consider coming in to work. But calling me to ask me about a shift trade form? Find the form and figure it out yourself. I can not help you. And when you call me at 10am I'm much more likely to attempt to kill you through the phone. I don't get up till about noon and this is a well known fact among my co-workers. How dumb can this guy be? I should write it up to TC when I'm in the office on Wednesday, but I kind of just want to ignore him until he goes away. UGH! The sound of his voice makes me want to severe my ears from my head. **dramatic shudder**

I had to buy new hair ties today because map has somehow managed to gather all of my hair ties and hide them somewhere (probably under my bed in the freakin' mattress). Silly kitty face. She's too cute for her own good.

I've been slowly stocking my kitchen with kitchen supplies. I need to still get things like a bread loaf pan. But I've got knives, frying pans, an 8x8 baking pan and silverware. I do need to get some actual dishes. But I'll see how much they'll cost me. I might have to wait till next pay day for those things. At least I have cookie sheets and a cooling rack now. Those things make me happy. I want to make some sugar cookies this week.

Later internetz. I hope you got some enjoyment out of my stories from me little life.

Asrun Dream

I have been listening to Gackt. Gackt, for those not in the know, is a j-pop/j-rock(I would lean more towards the j-rock description) musician who is amazing. It makes me feel ridiculous and happy. Ridiculously happy. I drive around in my car listening to his first CD Mars, and the second one called Moon and laughing my ass off as I contemplate actual Gackt versus the Legend of Gackt. It's crazy in my mind, especially since all of my information of Gackt is from sites that were on the internet in the early 2000s and shady even then. I should go look him up on wikipedia. However, now I have the great urge to download a whole bunch of Dir En Grey and L'arc En Ciel. Awesome.

Mary finally dumped Wes. I feel like this was the right move, but that she should have done it a long time ago. I think I'm kind of angry at her for letting it go on for so long when she clearly wasn't happy. I kind of feel like she did it to prove a point and now she wants people to feel bad for her a little bit. And I don't. I just feel like she should have done it a long time ago because I lost the Mary that I love for so long. And she's coming back slowly and in pieces, but I don't know if it will ever be the same and it makes me sad and nostalgic. I'll get over it. It's still a bummer though. I feel all passive aggressive and shit.

Once more tried to go laser tagging and failed due to our lack of forethought to make reservations. I hate that. At least we had fun chatting amongst ourselves. Then we went to Josh and Krystal's house and laughed at her really drunk little brother. Apparently 2+ of those crazy energy/alcohol drinks will really eff you up. At one point he called me Angela...I don't even know anyone named Angela. How odd.

Caught the video of Stephen Colbert singing Friday (originally by Rebecca Black) on Jimmy Fallon...it was really hilarious and I highly suggest that everyone go and watch it right now. We watched that the other night to, and then we looked up other horrible versions of the evil song. It is definitely the most horrible song ever, but the girl has definitely gotten her 15 minutes of fame out of it. And she's decided to donate all the money from it to Japan or something like that so good for her.

I applied for a new job within the same office. I don't know if I'll get it as I have some pretty big demands (at least that's the impression that I get, but if they can't give me the $1.29 I would lose leaving evening shift, then quite frankly it isn't worth it to me to move). On the other hand it would be weekends off and I'd get off early in the evening, thus enabling me to keep better track of my calories and things like that. It would be hard to get up that early though. Still don't know what I think about it all. Arg. I'll give it time and see what the world decides. It would be harder to take vacations. Supposedly. Not if I'm as intensely organized about scheduling as I am about staffing. I don't think I would need to be a 1.0, but that's what the position is. Agh. We'll see. I wouldn't have to take report from a certain someone anymore also on the plus side. But I might have to put up with him asking me questions whilst I was there during the day, so downside. But we'll see. We'll see.

I think that is all I have to tell you internets. Please be good while I am away.