Monday, August 11, 2008
Awwww
Here are a few pictures from this weekend. It was lovely. Shauna and Ryan just bought a house- the previous owners were... shall we say... poor housekeepers. That and the house is about 110 years old. So, should have taken some pictures of the house to show you all what I'm talking about, but somebody stole the show.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Cle Elum
What a crazy day. Filled to the brim with confusion, frustration, hurt feelings, and all because of a lack of communication. It'll all work out, and this evening Mer and I will get to see Shauna and Caden, but it has been a long day already.
Mer and I had planned on leaving this morning for Spokane. I called, and called again with no answer. I called Shauna, hoping she had talked to Mer. Even Spencer wasn't answering his phone, so we began to worry. Where is Mer Bear? As it approached noon, I decided to fly solo. Got about 30 miles into I-90 and its MER! Too far away to turn around, silly to take two cars to the same place on the same day, so here I am. In Cle Elum, hanging in an air conditioned coffee shop with plush chairs and free internet. Not so bad. Took a walk at a rest stop, drank their free coffee, topped off the gas tank, ate a yummy sub from Quiznos, and soon we will be on our way to the east end of the state. Hooray!
So yeah. I had an interesting night last night. I got a lot off my chest that has been weighing me down for a long long time. Had a good cry, shared hugs and hugs and more hugs, and then slept like a baby. I would like to attribute this to my general pleasantness today even in a situation that is less than pleasant. In the scheme of things, a few hours of confusion is really no big deal. I mean really, what is this whole mess about? Three friends and a baby that just want to see each other really badly. How can that be a negative?
See you soon Mer. See you soon Shauna. See you soon Caden.
Mer and I had planned on leaving this morning for Spokane. I called, and called again with no answer. I called Shauna, hoping she had talked to Mer. Even Spencer wasn't answering his phone, so we began to worry. Where is Mer Bear? As it approached noon, I decided to fly solo. Got about 30 miles into I-90 and its MER! Too far away to turn around, silly to take two cars to the same place on the same day, so here I am. In Cle Elum, hanging in an air conditioned coffee shop with plush chairs and free internet. Not so bad. Took a walk at a rest stop, drank their free coffee, topped off the gas tank, ate a yummy sub from Quiznos, and soon we will be on our way to the east end of the state. Hooray!
So yeah. I had an interesting night last night. I got a lot off my chest that has been weighing me down for a long long time. Had a good cry, shared hugs and hugs and more hugs, and then slept like a baby. I would like to attribute this to my general pleasantness today even in a situation that is less than pleasant. In the scheme of things, a few hours of confusion is really no big deal. I mean really, what is this whole mess about? Three friends and a baby that just want to see each other really badly. How can that be a negative?
See you soon Mer. See you soon Shauna. See you soon Caden.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Inspiration right under your nose
I am wandering around my apartment, again, waiting for paint to dry. I came across some of Mer's artwork and actually read some things on there. Seems timely as I have recently rekindled my relationship with Ehrmann. Here we have a poem by Judyth Hill.
And there you have it. Obviously we are talking 911 here, but, how timely right now. Today. So much hurt and sadness and despair and anger in the world… how are we to handle it? What can I do about it? And here is an answer. Thank you Miss Hill, your words have touched many.
I love the idea of thinking of chaos as dancing raspberries... what a beautiful mental image.
Wage peace with your breath.
Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings and flocks of redwing blackbirds.
Breathe in terrorists and breathe out sleeping children
and freshly mown fields.
Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.
Breathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.
Wage peace with your listening;
hearing sirens, pray loud.
Remember your tools;
flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.
Make soup.
Play music, learn the word for thank you in three languages.
Learn to knit, and make a hat.
Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief as the outbreathe of beauty
or the gesture of fish.
Swim for the other side.
Wage peace.
Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious.
Have a cup of tea and rejoice.
Act as if armistice has already arrived.
Don’t wait another minute.
-Judyth Hill
Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings and flocks of redwing blackbirds.
Breathe in terrorists and breathe out sleeping children
and freshly mown fields.
Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.
Breathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.
Wage peace with your listening;
hearing sirens, pray loud.
Remember your tools;
flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.
Make soup.
Play music, learn the word for thank you in three languages.
Learn to knit, and make a hat.
Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief as the outbreathe of beauty
or the gesture of fish.
Swim for the other side.
Wage peace.
Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious.
Have a cup of tea and rejoice.
Act as if armistice has already arrived.
Don’t wait another minute.
-Judyth Hill
And there you have it. Obviously we are talking 911 here, but, how timely right now. Today. So much hurt and sadness and despair and anger in the world… how are we to handle it? What can I do about it? And here is an answer. Thank you Miss Hill, your words have touched many.
I love the idea of thinking of chaos as dancing raspberries... what a beautiful mental image.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Got to thinking...
I've blogged about this poem many times, but I am willing to bet that I have a few new readers. Lets hear your thoughts this time.
Desiderata by Max Ehrmann:
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Brad, I am so happy that this makes you think of me... and thanks again for the book and wall hanging. You rock.
Monday, August 4, 2008
At least my friend's lives are interesting...
CONGRATULATIONS ALI & BRENT! Looking forward to my first experience as a bridesmaid. (Like I said earlier Ali- I trust you to not make me look hideous, thank goodness I have friends with good taste)
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY CADEN! You made it through one year of life and are loved loved loved by so many. (Good job Momma- you have a spectacular little boy in your life. So glad you share him with me!)
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! What can I say... I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you! Love you lots and hope you are enjoying your time away from work. *HUGS*
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY CADEN! You made it through one year of life and are loved loved loved by so many. (Good job Momma- you have a spectacular little boy in your life. So glad you share him with me!)
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! What can I say... I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you! Love you lots and hope you are enjoying your time away from work. *HUGS*
MACtacular
So I've never really found a foundation that I like. This may turn out to be the same, but I finally broke down and bought myself some MAC powder foundation and some concealer. I like it. A lot. But this evening is the first time I have used it... we shall see if it stands the test of time.
Isn't my life just fascinating? The big news is new foundation... yikes.
If anyone would like to help me out in making my life more interesting, perhaps we could start out with a bicycle. Anybody have one they want to sell? Or know a good place to purchase one at a decent price? I'd like a road bike, but mountain bike would do. I just need to start doing something about this mid-section of mine which has been slowly but steadily growing larger each year. Hmmm....
More soon. I just charged the battery for my camera so you may luck out and get some photos. That and Lance just purchased a BEAUTIFUL camera that needs some breaking in. Coming soon, "my life in photos." (Hahaha, it'll be a photo of me drinking a beer on the porch putting on some MAC makeup and eying my flubbery body with disdain. What a shot!)
Isn't my life just fascinating? The big news is new foundation... yikes.
If anyone would like to help me out in making my life more interesting, perhaps we could start out with a bicycle. Anybody have one they want to sell? Or know a good place to purchase one at a decent price? I'd like a road bike, but mountain bike would do. I just need to start doing something about this mid-section of mine which has been slowly but steadily growing larger each year. Hmmm....
More soon. I just charged the battery for my camera so you may luck out and get some photos. That and Lance just purchased a BEAUTIFUL camera that needs some breaking in. Coming soon, "my life in photos." (Hahaha, it'll be a photo of me drinking a beer on the porch putting on some MAC makeup and eying my flubbery body with disdain. What a shot!)
Thursday, July 31, 2008
nostalgia
I FOUND IT! I cannot believe I found this!! AHH! I am grinning from ear to ear right now. Mom, you should be too... "Put it in the bag -bump bump" became a common phrase around the house. Oh how happy I am.
Another favorite of mine. How I loved Sesame Street. Not much else TO love as far as television was concerned as I grew up with... 6 channels? 7 maybe? Love love love this skit.
And finally- I could not find the specific Mr.Rogers episode that I had in mind (It was him visiting a crayon factory- finding out just how crayons are made. The ones they happened to be making that day were orange. Weird how vivid some memories are)... but this one includes a message that I needed to hear, and will listen to again once I have posted this. You have to DO things. Thinking, wishing, hoping are all great things, but nothing happens until you DO. Oh Mr.Rogers. You were a bit of an oddball in retrospect, but all in all what a fine job you did teaching kids about life.
Another favorite of mine. How I loved Sesame Street. Not much else TO love as far as television was concerned as I grew up with... 6 channels? 7 maybe? Love love love this skit.
And finally- I could not find the specific Mr.Rogers episode that I had in mind (It was him visiting a crayon factory- finding out just how crayons are made. The ones they happened to be making that day were orange. Weird how vivid some memories are)... but this one includes a message that I needed to hear, and will listen to again once I have posted this. You have to DO things. Thinking, wishing, hoping are all great things, but nothing happens until you DO. Oh Mr.Rogers. You were a bit of an oddball in retrospect, but all in all what a fine job you did teaching kids about life.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
In case you were curious...
Who was the last person to smoke a cigarette in your presence?
That would be Spencer- my roommate Mer's boyfriend. Ahhh, Dave Lights. A rare commodity
Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
Mer. Chances are I will get to explain the content of our conversation in a later question.
What are you excited about?
-Having electricity
-Being notified of an expired CD I had forgotten about
-Trying my hand at putting a finish on the chairs and table (first time painting(ish) something that will be seen up close)
-Going to Pier 1 during a SALE and not purchasing a thing
-Owning plants that do not keel over and die when I walk past
-The smell of rain (which is occurring right at this very second)
-Being cared for and knowing it without verbal confirmation
Who do you text the most?
Probably Lance. Who knows though, I text quite frequently.
How do you make your money?
By tossing children over my shoulder and slamming them down on couches or beds, practicing math and spelling, and reading "Frog and Toad" over and over and over and over….
What color are your eyes?
Kinda grey
What is the last letter of your middle name?
What a weird question. Who really gives a crap? I mean…. that can be said about this quiz in general, but wow. I believe we have sunken to a new low. "N" if you care.
Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?
Never used to, but I dated this guy ;-) on and off for umpteen years who INSISTED that I wear it. That and helmets on motorcycles. No crashes, so HAHA Brad, I wouldn't have died anyway… but really, he drilled it into me so much that it is now second nature.
Are you happy right now?
Mmmhmmm, I have ELECTRICITY (Trying hard to bring up my latest phone conversation… it appears that I will not be asked what my last conversation was about?)
What were you doing at midnight last night?
Actually, I was somewhere in a tropical jungle/greenhouse, killing some alligators (for those of you close enough to me that I have shared my childhood reoccurring dreams, this may be a GIANT FUCKING FLAG. of what? I don’t know, but I am killing what ate me alive until I woke up.)
When is your birthday?
1865. Yeah, that’s right.
Do you want to get married & have children one day?
Its pretty low on the priority list
Is there any food that you are craving right now?
YES… and you get to suffer because the question does not ask WHAT food are you craving right now!!!
What are you listening to?
I am listening to my fingers make contact with buttons that correlate with what I am thinking/typing. If my thoughts and my typing fingers were in a race, my fingers would lose- but not by much.
Random thought- do you think hand written diaries are more censored than typed journals/diaries since it takes longer (at least for me) to physically write things out than it does to type them? You have more time to think and stop yourself from writing something down. However, the delete key is just a pinky-length away which can very quickly and efficiently erase entire trains of thought…. I wonder.
Who do you not get along with?
Those meanie-heads who read the above "random thought" and think "Man, Kara is a weird. Glad I don't talk to her anymore…"
Are you waiting for something?
Um, not really. Well… the ELECTRIC BILL which apparently comes before the 5th of every month. Could have fooled me. (whoops! DID fool me! And since we did not ever receive a bill, nor multiple noticies, how on earth could I PAY it. I'm watching you Tacoma Public Utilities… grrrrrr)
Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?
Nope. I recently answered this in another quiz. My response? NO. Some assholes fuck it up REAL bad the first time around and they, my friends, do not deserve your respect, much less another chance to be in your life. Fuck them. Fucking fuckers.
Will you talk to someone on the phone tonight?
I am regularly phoned on "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" to save people's sorry asses. Tuesday? Yeah… I'll be online with Google awaiting my presence (or perhaps Kehwl or whatever that new one is). On the show I will be posing as "my dorky friend who always wins at Trivial Pursuit," therefore is the person who can answer my question if only I would READ IT along with the corresponding answers without skipping things or repeating them 8 times or rambling on about debating over the answers, "INCAN EMPIRE" vs. "POTTED PLANT" but just cannot make up their minds…. and time has run out. You have a 50/50, the answers left are "EUROPES FINEST" or "THREE TRILLION." Whoops, you loose. Yeah, I'll be on the phone tonight.
Are you wearing make-up?
Yup, almost always do. Get used to it.
Did you get a full 8 hours of sleep last night?
Nope, did not. Watched a creepy film called "Turtles can Fly" by Bahman Ghobadi. It was "the first film shot in Iraq since the fall of Saddam Hussein." and it was all about children. Kids. 13 year olds caring for babies, leading villages, being clairvoyant, and killing people far younger than themselves. PG-13 folks. PG-FRIGGIN-13. I would vote it inappropriate for emotionally unstable, sleep deprived twenty-three year olds. I've been up since.
If there was a large spider in the room, would you stay?
Yes. This was also on the last quiz. And again, unless the spider was baseball size or larger, I would remain in the room. Baseball size or larger? Yeah, I'd probably excuse myself.
Where was your default picture taken?
Facebook: Hell's Kitchen, Tacoma
Myspace: Lances driveway, Wheeler Street, Parkland
Blog thingy: On a log, on the beach, in Northern California
Flickr: Ben, Ben, and myself in our Kitchen on Wheeler Street around the time of Christmas/New Years
How old will you be in 13 months?
25
Have you ever liked some one that treated you badly?
Lets see…. YUP
Is your current hair color your natural hair color ?
It used to be back in the day. How I miss being a natural bleach blonde.
Do people ever mistake you for being a different race?
Another odd question… aren’t a vast majority of folks around here just a mish-mash of randomness? No, I've never been mistaken for an Indian beauty or an ebony queen, but I could be any number of races… and I am.
Where is your most ticklish spot?
-gentle-cant-resist-cringing/giggling: back side of knees/elbows
-bust-a-gut-laugh-out-loud: a solid pinch to the ribs
Which of your friends do you argue with the most?
Tyson. Somehow, even though we share nearly nothing in common aside from mental instability, we remain friends. (BIG HUG to my bad-ass, stubborn, solid, competitive, argumentative, ready-to-kill friend. I love you to pieces…and I hear you are looking mighty fine these days, lets see some pictures man!)
Can you honestly say that looks don't matter?
Um, no. Looks matter quite a lot. Its how you carry yourself, how you feel about yourself inside that projects ten-fold to the outside world. I've never managed to get a number/hook up with/visit with strangers/meet like-minded people, unless I feel pretty darned good about myself. So maybe I just contradicted my first statement. Looks in and of themselves do not matter so much. Confidence=sexy=doesn't really matter what the hell you look like.
Walk or Run?
Drive, thank you very much.
What was your first thought when you looked into the mirror this morning?
No thought. Vacant stare.
Where were you at 10 pm last night?
Here, sitting on the floor by the patio door, trying desperately to get one more bar without wrapping up in blankets and heading outside to access my email account. It worked.
Have you ever stepped on a straightener?
WTF. "Have you ever stepped on a nail/wet paint/a baby/a cactus/a lightbulb/a slug/a rotten board on a deck three stories up and fell through paralyzing your knee caps and nipples"… Nearly everything that comes to my mind is a better question than "Have you ever stepped on a straightener?"
Is there anyone who doesn't like you because of something you didn't do?
Of course.
Have you hugged anyone in the last week?
I sincerely hope that all people around the world have hugged someone in the last week. Hugs are very important.
Do you have any siblings?
Haha, his name is Michael Douglas… HAHA MIKE. HAHA.
Did you cry today?
Maybe a little on the inside
What was something that happened to you in 1997?
Lets see, 13 years of age… 6th/7th grade… I am pretty sure I went to a "party" at Ashley Beal's house and we watched GI Jane and slept with boys and I got in trouble.
Three words to explain why you last threw up?
Ter-i-yaki
Was today a good day?
Yes. In general, days that begin in a good manner continue to be so throughout. I had little sleep last night, but it was a fine fine morning.
Is there someone in your life you don't want in it?
…I was going to say something malicious, but now that I really think about it, I don’t have anything malicious to say! Everyone in my life belongs- even if they are there solely for the purpose of annoying me to the point where I realize how great other people can be.
Point in case: I cut a lady off today. Pretty bad. She was in my blind spot, I looked over my shoulder but I didn't look over my shoulder and I moved on over. I got a horn honk and a dirty look (perfectly acceptable. I would have even been fine with receiving the bird and some tailgating). When the time came for her to be next to me in traffic, I clearly lipped the word "SORRY" with a very sad look on my face, and I even gestured apologetically with my hand. I had acted foolish. I was, indeed, sorry. I hate being the asshole driver. But honestly, sometimes, it happens. Sometimes you do things without thinking them through. Sometimes you make a mistake. Sometimes you go through the motions but do not really think about it and you accidentally put your turn signal on and begin to merge into a lane that is already occupied and you make the person behind you jump a bit, press harder than usual on the brakes, and that’s it. Nobody was near death. Nobody was even within 30 feet of anything else. Immediately upon hearing the horn and realizing my mistake I lipped "I'm Sorry" into the rear view and held up my hand intending to signal "I realize I have done you wrong, I understand your anger. Please forgive me." But no. For what seemed to be hours she was behind me glaring at me. GLARING. As she moved to the lane to our right her eyes followed me, menacingly. She was next to me. I repeated my apology. She saw it-thought about it-and decided to hate me even more for I had irritated her. No room for forgiveness in her heart.
Short story long, I'm glad she was in my life and I'm glad I'm not like her that cold-hearted-stone of a lady.
Do you get mad easily?
No, actually. I'm not like the woman mentioned above.
What happened at 10AM this morning?
I arrived at Jayne & Patrick's home and proceeded to entertain their children.
Have you ever drank Jack Daniels?
Can we say Whiskey Friday?
Is your bedroom window open?
Heck yes, blinds too… you don’t want to see me naked? Shut your eyes fool.
Do you want to cut your hair?
No, but the terrible condition it is in right now is forcing me to do so tomorrow morning at 9am. Thank you Janessa for loving my hair, even when I do not.
Do you like sushi?
No tempura please. Everything else? Bring it.
What did you do today?
I have answered this already. Read above.
Do you get along with girls?
Yes I do. However, I enjoy spending time with males. There tends to be less drama, less gossip, and more living in the moment. I like that. However AGAIN, I do not care for Sports Center/NFL Network 24/7. Happy medium please, happy medium.
Do you have any plans for tomorrow?
I shall take over the world!!…. pinky and the brain brain brain brain, brain brain brain brain…
Have you ever cried while in the shower?
THIS is the last question? Fine. Fine. I chose to fill the survey out to begin with. No, I have never cried in the shower. Sometimes my eyes leak a little, and every once in a while the inside of my head melts a bit and squeeeeezes its way out through my tear ducts, but cried? Naw.
That would be Spencer- my roommate Mer's boyfriend. Ahhh, Dave Lights. A rare commodity
Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
Mer. Chances are I will get to explain the content of our conversation in a later question.
What are you excited about?
-Having electricity
-Being notified of an expired CD I had forgotten about
-Trying my hand at putting a finish on the chairs and table (first time painting(ish) something that will be seen up close)
-Going to Pier 1 during a SALE and not purchasing a thing
-Owning plants that do not keel over and die when I walk past
-The smell of rain (which is occurring right at this very second)
-Being cared for and knowing it without verbal confirmation
Who do you text the most?
Probably Lance. Who knows though, I text quite frequently.
How do you make your money?
By tossing children over my shoulder and slamming them down on couches or beds, practicing math and spelling, and reading "Frog and Toad" over and over and over and over….
What color are your eyes?
Kinda grey
What is the last letter of your middle name?
What a weird question. Who really gives a crap? I mean…. that can be said about this quiz in general, but wow. I believe we have sunken to a new low. "N" if you care.
Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?
Never used to, but I dated this guy ;-) on and off for umpteen years who INSISTED that I wear it. That and helmets on motorcycles. No crashes, so HAHA Brad, I wouldn't have died anyway… but really, he drilled it into me so much that it is now second nature.
Are you happy right now?
Mmmhmmm, I have ELECTRICITY (Trying hard to bring up my latest phone conversation… it appears that I will not be asked what my last conversation was about?)
What were you doing at midnight last night?
Actually, I was somewhere in a tropical jungle/greenhouse, killing some alligators (for those of you close enough to me that I have shared my childhood reoccurring dreams, this may be a GIANT FUCKING FLAG. of what? I don’t know, but I am killing what ate me alive until I woke up.)
When is your birthday?
1865. Yeah, that’s right.
Do you want to get married & have children one day?
Its pretty low on the priority list
Is there any food that you are craving right now?
YES… and you get to suffer because the question does not ask WHAT food are you craving right now!!!
What are you listening to?
I am listening to my fingers make contact with buttons that correlate with what I am thinking/typing. If my thoughts and my typing fingers were in a race, my fingers would lose- but not by much.
Random thought- do you think hand written diaries are more censored than typed journals/diaries since it takes longer (at least for me) to physically write things out than it does to type them? You have more time to think and stop yourself from writing something down. However, the delete key is just a pinky-length away which can very quickly and efficiently erase entire trains of thought…. I wonder.
Who do you not get along with?
Those meanie-heads who read the above "random thought" and think "Man, Kara is a weird. Glad I don't talk to her anymore…"
Are you waiting for something?
Um, not really. Well… the ELECTRIC BILL which apparently comes before the 5th of every month. Could have fooled me. (whoops! DID fool me! And since we did not ever receive a bill, nor multiple noticies, how on earth could I PAY it. I'm watching you Tacoma Public Utilities… grrrrrr)
Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?
Nope. I recently answered this in another quiz. My response? NO. Some assholes fuck it up REAL bad the first time around and they, my friends, do not deserve your respect, much less another chance to be in your life. Fuck them. Fucking fuckers.
Will you talk to someone on the phone tonight?
I am regularly phoned on "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" to save people's sorry asses. Tuesday? Yeah… I'll be online with Google awaiting my presence (or perhaps Kehwl or whatever that new one is). On the show I will be posing as "my dorky friend who always wins at Trivial Pursuit," therefore is the person who can answer my question if only I would READ IT along with the corresponding answers without skipping things or repeating them 8 times or rambling on about debating over the answers, "INCAN EMPIRE" vs. "POTTED PLANT" but just cannot make up their minds…. and time has run out. You have a 50/50, the answers left are "EUROPES FINEST" or "THREE TRILLION." Whoops, you loose. Yeah, I'll be on the phone tonight.
Are you wearing make-up?
Yup, almost always do. Get used to it.
Did you get a full 8 hours of sleep last night?
Nope, did not. Watched a creepy film called "Turtles can Fly" by Bahman Ghobadi. It was "the first film shot in Iraq since the fall of Saddam Hussein." and it was all about children. Kids. 13 year olds caring for babies, leading villages, being clairvoyant, and killing people far younger than themselves. PG-13 folks. PG-FRIGGIN-13. I would vote it inappropriate for emotionally unstable, sleep deprived twenty-three year olds. I've been up since.
If there was a large spider in the room, would you stay?
Yes. This was also on the last quiz. And again, unless the spider was baseball size or larger, I would remain in the room. Baseball size or larger? Yeah, I'd probably excuse myself.
Where was your default picture taken?
Facebook: Hell's Kitchen, Tacoma
Myspace: Lances driveway, Wheeler Street, Parkland
Blog thingy: On a log, on the beach, in Northern California
Flickr: Ben, Ben, and myself in our Kitchen on Wheeler Street around the time of Christmas/New Years
How old will you be in 13 months?
25
Have you ever liked some one that treated you badly?
Lets see…. YUP
Is your current hair color your natural hair color ?
It used to be back in the day. How I miss being a natural bleach blonde.
Do people ever mistake you for being a different race?
Another odd question… aren’t a vast majority of folks around here just a mish-mash of randomness? No, I've never been mistaken for an Indian beauty or an ebony queen, but I could be any number of races… and I am.
Where is your most ticklish spot?
-gentle-cant-resist-cringing/giggling: back side of knees/elbows
-bust-a-gut-laugh-out-loud: a solid pinch to the ribs
Which of your friends do you argue with the most?
Tyson. Somehow, even though we share nearly nothing in common aside from mental instability, we remain friends. (BIG HUG to my bad-ass, stubborn, solid, competitive, argumentative, ready-to-kill friend. I love you to pieces…and I hear you are looking mighty fine these days, lets see some pictures man!)
Can you honestly say that looks don't matter?
Um, no. Looks matter quite a lot. Its how you carry yourself, how you feel about yourself inside that projects ten-fold to the outside world. I've never managed to get a number/hook up with/visit with strangers/meet like-minded people, unless I feel pretty darned good about myself. So maybe I just contradicted my first statement. Looks in and of themselves do not matter so much. Confidence=sexy=doesn't really matter what the hell you look like.
Walk or Run?
Drive, thank you very much.
What was your first thought when you looked into the mirror this morning?
No thought. Vacant stare.
Where were you at 10 pm last night?
Here, sitting on the floor by the patio door, trying desperately to get one more bar without wrapping up in blankets and heading outside to access my email account. It worked.
Have you ever stepped on a straightener?
WTF. "Have you ever stepped on a nail/wet paint/a baby/a cactus/a lightbulb/a slug/a rotten board on a deck three stories up and fell through paralyzing your knee caps and nipples"… Nearly everything that comes to my mind is a better question than "Have you ever stepped on a straightener?"
Is there anyone who doesn't like you because of something you didn't do?
Of course.
Have you hugged anyone in the last week?
I sincerely hope that all people around the world have hugged someone in the last week. Hugs are very important.
Do you have any siblings?
Haha, his name is Michael Douglas… HAHA MIKE. HAHA.
Did you cry today?
Maybe a little on the inside
What was something that happened to you in 1997?
Lets see, 13 years of age… 6th/7th grade… I am pretty sure I went to a "party" at Ashley Beal's house and we watched GI Jane and slept with boys and I got in trouble.
Three words to explain why you last threw up?
Ter-i-yaki
Was today a good day?
Yes. In general, days that begin in a good manner continue to be so throughout. I had little sleep last night, but it was a fine fine morning.
Is there someone in your life you don't want in it?
…I was going to say something malicious, but now that I really think about it, I don’t have anything malicious to say! Everyone in my life belongs- even if they are there solely for the purpose of annoying me to the point where I realize how great other people can be.
Point in case: I cut a lady off today. Pretty bad. She was in my blind spot, I looked over my shoulder but I didn't look over my shoulder and I moved on over. I got a horn honk and a dirty look (perfectly acceptable. I would have even been fine with receiving the bird and some tailgating). When the time came for her to be next to me in traffic, I clearly lipped the word "SORRY" with a very sad look on my face, and I even gestured apologetically with my hand. I had acted foolish. I was, indeed, sorry. I hate being the asshole driver. But honestly, sometimes, it happens. Sometimes you do things without thinking them through. Sometimes you make a mistake. Sometimes you go through the motions but do not really think about it and you accidentally put your turn signal on and begin to merge into a lane that is already occupied and you make the person behind you jump a bit, press harder than usual on the brakes, and that’s it. Nobody was near death. Nobody was even within 30 feet of anything else. Immediately upon hearing the horn and realizing my mistake I lipped "I'm Sorry" into the rear view and held up my hand intending to signal "I realize I have done you wrong, I understand your anger. Please forgive me." But no. For what seemed to be hours she was behind me glaring at me. GLARING. As she moved to the lane to our right her eyes followed me, menacingly. She was next to me. I repeated my apology. She saw it-thought about it-and decided to hate me even more for I had irritated her. No room for forgiveness in her heart.
Short story long, I'm glad she was in my life and I'm glad I'm not like her that cold-hearted-stone of a lady.
Do you get mad easily?
No, actually. I'm not like the woman mentioned above.
What happened at 10AM this morning?
I arrived at Jayne & Patrick's home and proceeded to entertain their children.
Have you ever drank Jack Daniels?
Can we say Whiskey Friday?
Is your bedroom window open?
Heck yes, blinds too… you don’t want to see me naked? Shut your eyes fool.
Do you want to cut your hair?
No, but the terrible condition it is in right now is forcing me to do so tomorrow morning at 9am. Thank you Janessa for loving my hair, even when I do not.
Do you like sushi?
No tempura please. Everything else? Bring it.
What did you do today?
I have answered this already. Read above.
Do you get along with girls?
Yes I do. However, I enjoy spending time with males. There tends to be less drama, less gossip, and more living in the moment. I like that. However AGAIN, I do not care for Sports Center/NFL Network 24/7. Happy medium please, happy medium.
Do you have any plans for tomorrow?
I shall take over the world!!…. pinky and the brain brain brain brain, brain brain brain brain…
Have you ever cried while in the shower?
THIS is the last question? Fine. Fine. I chose to fill the survey out to begin with. No, I have never cried in the shower. Sometimes my eyes leak a little, and every once in a while the inside of my head melts a bit and squeeeeezes its way out through my tear ducts, but cried? Naw.
bright and early
Goodmorning world!
For reasons unknown, I could not sleep last night. So since right around 2am I've been up and at it. I watched a movie, hoping to fall asleep on the couch. No luck. And the film I watched turned out to be quite disturbing. I read for a bit, took a super long shower, and now I am at Panera Bread enjoying a breakfast sandwich and some delicious coffee.
I really enjoy mornings. I always feel much better when I wake up early enough to sit down, read the newspaper, drink some coffee, and eat some breakfast. It is much more satisfying than glancing at the CNN widget and chugging coffee in the car on the way to wherever it is I may be going. Far better than sleeping in until noon then feeling lethargic all day long. I like how the quiet in the morning is an energizing quiet, not a sleepy quiet. Mornings just feel good.
Back to my coffee and sandwich!
For reasons unknown, I could not sleep last night. So since right around 2am I've been up and at it. I watched a movie, hoping to fall asleep on the couch. No luck. And the film I watched turned out to be quite disturbing. I read for a bit, took a super long shower, and now I am at Panera Bread enjoying a breakfast sandwich and some delicious coffee.
I really enjoy mornings. I always feel much better when I wake up early enough to sit down, read the newspaper, drink some coffee, and eat some breakfast. It is much more satisfying than glancing at the CNN widget and chugging coffee in the car on the way to wherever it is I may be going. Far better than sleeping in until noon then feeling lethargic all day long. I like how the quiet in the morning is an energizing quiet, not a sleepy quiet. Mornings just feel good.
Back to my coffee and sandwich!
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