I Want… Wednesdays #34:

What do you want this week? Share it all.

I want to see my Prince again and more often. I want nothing out of life except him and writing. I would love to be able to breeze through life just writing.

For this week in particular, I want to purge the house and workshed of old items I’ve been holding on to. Sentimental, unnecessary clutter. I’m a pack rat, a magpie. 

I realize that I’m going to have to go through some huge changes to get to the future I want. It’s time to shed the shackles and let go. Time to step forward. I can’t carry around a lot of baggage (physical or not).

So, on to the workshed! 

02:41 PM

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Unconscious Mutterings 310:

1. Confirmation :: number
2. Verse :: music
3. Authorize :: Oo, that word just exudes power! Muahaha!
4. Blog :: Super duper fun! (Wow. I haven’t said “super duper” in forever. LOL!)
5. Thirty :: 13 going on 30. I love that movie!!
6. Heir :: …to the throne
7. What are you doing? :: Twitter!!
8. Complaint :: Call 1-800-WHO-CARES
9. Leave :: What I often feel like doing at work. *frustrated sigh*
10. Tune :: piano.

Not much to say today. I think I’ve been too social the past month. Not being naturally sociable, I think it’s only added to the stress I have from work and my current financial state. So, I stayed home this weekend to relax. I won’t be socializing for the next few weeks or so. I’m going to be working some overtime. I could use the extra $$$ right now.

At least I got some much needed updating done on my novel! Almost at 10,000 words.

Oh, and… ONLY 1 MONTH TIL MY PRINCE COMES BACK!!!!!!!

I’m beat. I’m seriously considering going to bed now.

11:32 PM

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I have training today for the first half of work today! It’s awesome. I’m getting paid to sit in a classroom and NOT work!

Yeah, I’m in a really good mood today. I have an awesome friend who came from quite a distance to visit me
today–just because I felt moody yesterday. I shall call him Samson (I
have mentioned him recently as Newbie). He’s coming over again on
Saturday to watch Transporter 3 with me and some other friends. I can’t
wait! For one thing, I get paid and am itching to buy something. Maybe
I won’t–I admit I’m not so great at keeping shabbat. It’s the one day
I can get out usually.Samson and My Evil Twin should keep me in check.
I’m worried about Friday, though. I’ll be so excited about Saturday and
have to distract me from it. It’ll be a LOOONG day. *sigh*
I know! I’ll bury myself in my novel! I’ve been working on it. I just
haven’t updated it on my computer or online yet. I do that on the
weekends, but for the past few weekends I haven’t been home. Haha! All
part of the distraction!
Samson’s been great helping me with that. I spent this last weekend at
Her Majesty’s where he also lives. I was moping and considering not
going, but I’m so glad I did go. The funny video clips online, the
movies, the pillow fights, the sliding down the halls in stocking feet,
the “dodgeball,” and of course the coffee highs were a blast! I may
just make a regular thing of it. I would just need to toggle my
schedule because Sunday is my “clean the whole house” day. Yes, I know;
I should be doing a little bit of cleaning every day instead of a bunch
one day. I’m working on that, ok? And I am improving, too! So there!
Ah, I see it is about time for me to me to begin the day’s adventures! Off I go. Farewell!

01:02 PM

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I had a wonderful weekend. It started as soon as I got off work Friday night. C4 picked me up and took me to her place where her sisters, My Evil Twin and VeggE, lay in wait to wish me a belated birthday (which I did not celebrate). I did appreciate the gifts, despite the gaudy balloons.

We played a really fun ink blot game and then watched a couple movies. I think we fell asleep around 6am. Then, around 1pm, C4 dropped off My Evil Twin and me at the mall where we met some friends: Her Majesty and her husband (Tigger), Le Bullfrog and the Newbie (a little inside joke there). We travelled another city over to see the Twilight movie at an especially nice theater.

I must say, I liked the movie. It wasn’t perfect, of course, but Her Majesty and I have decided not to assassinate any of the people involved in the creation of the film. Oh, and for the record: I loved how Ashley Greene was as Alice. She does an awesome job.

After the movie, we dropped off My Evil Twin and picked up Princess Skywalker for a sleepover at Her Majesty’s. We stayed up late playing games. Spoons turned out to be rather dangerous. I broke off one of my acrylic nails and blood from Princess Skywalker with one of my intact nails. It was still really fun, though.

We got some dancing in. Today, while the guys played video games, Her Majesty got reading done on Breaking Dawn (because I keep leaking bits to her cruelly) and I actually got some serious work done on my novel. My friends are such an inspiration to me…well…my friends and coffee.

I only got home a few hours ago. Wow. My whole weekend. What an awesome weekend. I’m hoping to carry its awesome-ness into the week’s grind.

Oh, one last note. I got an unexpected text from My Prince. He was in town for a while because his mission hit a hitch. He was only there for a couple hours and I was out of town! I probably wouldn’t have been able to see him anyway. It was nice hearing from him. I’m not sure I replied back to him in time because he messaged me earlier in the morning and I was still asleep. He was probably gone again by the time I woke up.

Oh well. It really was wonderful to hear from him. Especially as he encouraged me as usual. What a wonderful man. <3

11:45 PM

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Unconscious Mutterings 302:

1. Coverage :: weather (You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella…) Did I mention I love the rain?
2. Cynical :: what I was becoming until my Prince brought out my natural sunshine again.
3. Gust :: more exciting than a mere breeze. Wind excites me.
4. Improvised :: hm, some embarrassing clothing malfunctions come to mind…
5. V :: …for Vendetta! I love that movie!!
6. Guests :: aka, unsuspecting victims. Unless they’ve been my guests before. Then, they’re not so unsuspecting.
7. Brutal :: sometimes, it’s the truth.
8. Grant :: Cary Grant. A bit before my time. I found him hilarious in The Philadelphia Story, though.
9. Pull :: gravity. It’s not just a force of nature. Sometimes, it’s a force that draws people to each other.
10. Streaming :: live video. (I’m a wannabe geek. Geeks are just so AWESOME!)

Speaking of awesome, I have been entertaining myself lately with Tarkan. Well, that is, with Tarkan’s music. *ahem* I bought his mp3 album Metamorphoz and am currently choreographing his song Vay Anam Vay. It’s not going to be anything fancy. I leave that to my major dance pro friends Tigger and Yoseph. I like simple movements that have more of a bellydance flavor.

Anyway, with my Prince actually shipping out in a matter of days, I’ll be working feverishly to keep myself occupied and avoid lonesomeness. Small wonder that my dance itch has returned, my vocal practice has resumed, and my obsessive/compulsive writing goes with me everywhere except the bathroom (and even there, I’m still working on it in my head).

Of course, I have other things to keep me busy as well. I plan on becoming a Jew through and through. My Prince is actually quite orthodox and if our relationship is going to continue, I’ll have to cease with my lazy observance of Judaism. So, I have a lot of stuff to study while he’s gone. Fortunately, I find the structure of Judaism comforting…and magical as well. I really do love it. Otherwise, it wouldn’t work with my Prince. I’m the type of girl who has a million rules regarding who I’ll fall in love with and even more rules for who I’ll marry. Seriously, I was pretty sure I’d never find someone up to my standards–especially not in the U.S. (no offense, guys). So, yeah, I consider myself the luckiest lady in the world to have found my Prince. My soulmate.

Ok, that’s all for tonight. I’m going to bed and listen to New Moon.

12:20 AM

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Unconscious Mutterings, Week 285:

1. Intimated :: the beginning of a scandal
2. Brush :: …with death
3. Masquerade :: Phantom of the Opera
4. Procedure :: Fire, Earthquake, Bomb threat, etc.
5. Tattoos :: Decide wisely. This is not something that should be done on a whim.
6. Square :: Towne square
7. Tuck :: Friar Tuck
8. Boyfriend :: I think there should be a guy’s version of Avril’s song: "Girlfriend."
9. Badass :: Something the Prince says (too often) when he sees something he likes on a movie–usually an action movie.
10. Thousand :: The death of a thousand screams. From the Rex Harrison version of Dr. Doolittle. FYI: There’s also a death (penalty) of ten thousand screams.

Going to bed soon. I’m just having too much fun watching movies. I slept all day mostly because I don’t feel well and partly to avoid the heat. Ugh. At least I got to spend some time with my Prince.

Oh, got through my first full week of my new job! I am so nervous to start phase 2 on the 22nd, but I’m confident I can handle the technological part. It’s the customer service part. That’s never been my strong point.

"You don’t like our prices? Well, I’m sorry, sir, but I make the pricing, so either you can pay or LEAVE." Or… "I’m very sorry someone ELSE screwed you over, but that doesn’t make it ok for you to yell at ME. Trust me, buster, I can scream LOUDER and be a hell of a lot MEANER than you."

Eh, I just usually take the high road and only IMAGINE the low road. Believe, me, the bad guys in my stories get the crap kicked out of them. Everyone has their own outlet. Writing is mine.

I wrote Vengeance is Mine during a hard and angry time in my life. Even then, though, the moral of my story was that hate never satisfies–and, eventually, it kills. So, I don’t totally lose my head when I write. I write to set my head straight again.

Aw, the deliciousness of creating and maintaining my very own world. I love creativity and imagination, don’t you?

10:58 PM

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I thought this was really interesting:

Excessive texting may be a mental illness. So, if someone gets diagnosed with this “illness,” does that mean s/he gets free “happy” pills? Just curious.

Speaking of texting, I thought this was cool, too: Netlingo is like a dictionary for the new language of SMS. I myself am too much of a stickler for grammar and spelling to use this sort of thing. On the rare occasion, I will use acronyms, but usually I spell everything out properly. Maybe it’s the writer in me. Who wants to read a novel in text lingo?

08:43 AM

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Friday’s Feast 191:

07:06 PM

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Yesterday put my current position into perspective. Let me review since I’ve been away so long. I have been working in a different position lately. Let’s call this new position "Go-go Girl." So, as Go Go Girl, I have a specified set of duties. That’s cool. What irks me is that anytime someone needs something, they call me and I’m just supposed drop what I’m doing. Not easy when I have pickle juice covered gloves on. And I have a hard time going back to what I was doing. (*grr* What the dickens was I doing?!)

I’ve gotten a lot better at being the Go Go Girl, thanks to previous Go Go Girls who have taught me their tricks of the trade. Yesterday, however, I get to work and am told I am going to work in the old position (of which I was "Queen"). It threw me for a loop. I didn’t realize how accustomed I was to the fast-paced-never-stop-til-you’re-done rhythm of being a "Go Go Girl." In my old position, I’m dealing with customers, waiting (and waiting…and waiting…) on them to decide what they want to order, to find their money (or discover "oops!" they don’t have their money!), and (s…l…o…w…l…y…) count their money. Y…i…p…p…e…e…!

So, I came to work today thinking, "Wow. Being Go Go Girl isn’t all that bad!" *cough* Yeah, if only I’d thought that on a day that wasn’t a Friday. The idea might have lasted a little longer than a few hours. Gah! *Pulls out hair* This is so stressful! Today was especially bad because we were running low on product. And because I was not "Go Go Girl" yesterday, the state that my product was left in was less than ideal. Grr.

Oh, that’s not the best part. If I wasn’t before, this week has definitely earned me the honorary title of "Messiest Worker of the Decade." Every single day this week, I have exploded bags of onions–on Wednesday, the onions went down my shirt. That was nice–all my co-workers making such comments: "Do you smell onions?" "Is that a new cologne?" "Wow. Need some deodorant?" Yeah…nice. I’m not going into the messes I made with the various sauces. *shudder*

It sounds a lot funnier here, but as I’m usually rushed and harried, I’m afraid my sense of humor often fails me. Looking back really helps. Hey, I could be the modern Louisa May Alcott with stories like these.

The food fight at my Sisters’, for example. Pieces of bread hard enough to feel like shrapnel were hurled across the table. Some of them (I can’t imagine who threw them) dinging one of the boys on the forehead and again down his shirt. Then, one of those square take-out boxes from an Asian restaurant bounced off my head. In retaliation, My Evil Twin tossed the liquid contents of her glass in her brother’s face. Her brother then tried a few times to splash me without his sister knowing. I ended his attempts by imperiously and indignantly informing him that I was wearing a white shirt and how dare he be so perverted as to try and get me wet (I’m close enough with them that hurling insults back and forth is a sign of affection). My words caused a burst of laughter at which my brother-from-another-mother shrank back to glare at me in the frustrated silence of failure.

Ah yes, good times. I love my *other* family.

06:10 PM

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Unconscious Mutterings, week 251:

1. Filthy :: mud stained carpet–grr
2. Therapist :: Doc Devie (muahaha!)
3. Duck :: …duck…goose!
4. Slant :: my cursive writing
5. Artist :: if you write, draw, paint, sing, or dance.
6. Lease :: When are you looking to move in?
7. Wish :: I’ll keep that to myself.
8. Doormat :: A good way to warn victi–er, visitors that people with a peculiar sense of humor are in residence.
9. Global :: …warming. What worries me is that giant meteoroid with Earth’s name on. (It’s out there somewhere.)
10. Apartment :: townhomes are better.

randomness…feed your mind and your blog

week of November 25: Giving & Getting Gifts

With the holidays upon us again, lots of us are doing gift shopping. Now lets blog about it.

1. Do you prefer to shop in stores or on the internet? Internet. It’s more precise; I know exactly what I want and I go for it. I hate dodging crowds of people who really don’t know what they’re doing. (I hope I don’t drive like I shop.)

2. Who on your gift list is the hardest to shop for? Imah, I’d say.

3. About how much do you end up spending during holiday gift shopping? Oh, I don’t want to think about it.

4. What is the best holiday gift you have ever received? A day with a friend. The worst? Fortunately, I can’t remember any bad gifts.

5. What gift do you want this year? A better future. (What I really want, I won’t get this year.)

 

Just a note before I go to bed (because I’ve been cheating myself out of sleep again), I’ve been working on getting my novel updated on Scroll Keeper Sagas. Please, my Girls, enjoy!

*yawn* So much I want to do, so little time. I like the quote from the old movie Journey to the Center of the Earth (James Mason, Pat Boone and Arlene Dahl): "I don’t sleep. I hate those little slices of death."

I agree. Sleep is a big waste of time. But, boy, do I fall apart without it!

Shalom and laila tov! 

09:49 PM

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