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Dinner was sitting on the counter getting cold, but the girl still wasn't home. Lois rested her chin in her hand. Just for a moment, she thought. But a moment became a nap, and Lois was soon snoring loudly. The fire in the hearth flickered and sputtered. As it began to die out, sparks flew out and landed on the flagstone floor. At least, they would seem to be sparks to the common eye. But these were long and skinny, and when they landed, they began to scuttle about.
It is soo close to Christmas its not even funny, I havn't even done my Christmas shopping yet.
But It obviously needs to get done this week, I just live for Christmas -_-.
I wish it would snow I mean as sick of the cold as I am and as much it is a pain in the ass to drive in,
I feel like Christmas is not Christmas without it, I dont think I could ever move to a place like Florida or California.
So very sad without snow.
Work party on Friday, still have to work lol, but we'll try to bang out our assignments so we can spend the rest of the time chillaxing.
Yet again, I have gone on a diet just to end up screwing it up and going back to my regular eating pattern.
I need to stop this, I have a motivation but obviously im not motivated enough to do it.
I dont necessarily want to starve myself but thats the one way I lose weight really. I can't do a raw diet, There is a part of me that is carnivourous and has a desire for meat, and there is no way in hell im eating raw meat lol.
Fish maybe because I've found that to be quite delicious if made right but meat no. Sorry. Not happening. Not in this lifetime. I just need to find something that works for me. Work does not help much there is so much to eat there.
Especially around Christmas, thats when the chocolate, the cookies, etc etc, start to come in.
John and I hung out again last week I drove up to Conneticutt, which is an hour drive from here, but it wasnt a bad drive, it was quiet and nice it wasnt a busy highway but an off road.
We went out to a mexican place cant remember what it was called Cafe mariachi or something like that but it was authentic mexican food, messy as hell, I felt so weird everytime he tried to talk to me I had something falling out of my mouth lol. But very good nothing like On the border which is bland, the only thing I like there is the chips and salsa.
Then we went to his apartment watched Rent and I left, it was getting dark and it was my first real drive there, I was nervous about the darkness and what not.
I will definetely stay longer next time,
Im such an awkward person, I really wish I could just come out of my shell and be me but I cant, It takes me a very long time to get to know someone where I can actually be myself, but im afraid that puts people off sometimes.
Prevents me from making friends I stick with.
We definetely have different tastes when it comes to movies, compared to my friends I thought I had the most exotic tastes but his library was just WOW, lots of movies with no name actors lol. Im open to new things though.
So if he wants to hang out with me again we'll definetely have to watch one of his movies.
I was suppose to hang out with him and his friends today, but my mother the paranoid buddhist, is all "Im afraid your going to get in accident, your luck bad this year,"
Its like shes trying to prevent me from getting into a car accident that probably wont happen, we were suppose to go to Providence which she thinks is busy, traffic, night time what not. Her paranoia is preventing me from having a life.
It's annoying. I really need to get my own car. In my name.
My Ipod is dead, it died 2 days ago, it just stopped working, would not charge on my computer so I used a wall adaptor and managed to charge it to where it was red, but as soon as I took it off the power promptly shut down.
So I guess its not so much my Ipod is dead as the battery is. Im going to have to order one, and replace it myself.
As I replaced the last one myself, Apple wont replace my battery. Which is fine by me because their service costs $59 and they erase all of your songs, so if your like me and have 700 + songs on your Ipod, bye bye songs.
Im still playing Dragon Age: Origins on my 360 I really played it a little too much last time so much so I got sick of it and put it down for awhile but I recently went back to it, Im wondering if Assassins Creed 2 is worth trying at all havnt read any reviews on it yet.
As the pipe clamp blisters began to pop and heal on my hands, I knew I was in a race against myself to find my next gig in woodworking. I had just quit my job after I was put on a mandatory 72-hour work week schedule, which was neither safe nor necessary in the warehouse where I was a full time furniture maker. From my first taste of sawdust, I was hooked. I loved everything about it, especially the aches & pains associated with putting in a hard day of manual labor.
I had moved thousands of miles from my industrial Michigan factory roots, only to go to college and decide the blue collar life is what I wanted. I quit my job, only when it was obvious that it would either kill or permanently injure me...but it was still one of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make. Besides the fact that I love it, I realize now how wrapped up I was in the identity of being just one thing...In my working life, I have always had to have at least three side hustles going on and I've done everything from nude modeling, to being a maid, a well-paid executive assistant, an extra in movies, a make-up artist, to an apprentice sander in a woodshop.
When I call home to update my family, typically, whatever it is I describe is met with unconditional love & acceptance, even if there is a tinge of it not necessarily being understood. As a woodworker, I was finally able to align myself with an identity - one thing that I loved being and doing...and it was so much easier to explain that!
Predictably, when the job fell apart, I scrambled for any paying gig I could find on craigslist. As it turns out, it was a good time to be involved with film making and I even signed up for acting classes. Being involved in the process is as exciting as it seems like it would be - even the long hours of waiting, while being completely dressed to the nines for a 6:00 a.m. call time, shouldn't be exciting, but it still is.
Around this time I also found work as a fit model, working for a local design house. It's a job that pays very well but the work is inconsistent. Still, I am extremely thankful to have it, even if it is a bit weird for me to use it as an identifier at the dentist's office and have the receptionist squeal and ask me a bunch of questions about the job. That's a rock star moment, I'm not going to lie, but it's completely foreign to me to identify myself as "model" in any capacity...especially when "factory rat" was a closer signifier just weeks ago.
I'm not sure if all the discomfort in lacking a fixed occupation or identity squarely rests on my shoulders, or if I am reacting to other people's confusion when I try to explain, "Well, I'm actually a furniture maker, but I'm out of work, so I'm doing the acting and modeling thing, while looking for another woodworking gig." Who does that? I'm not sure if I even understand myself anymore.
In the long run, it's probably a good thing that I am so versatile & adaptable - I always have something relevent for any type of resume I'm creating for myself (and I have at least 3); but I long for the day when I have a short answer to the question, "So what do you do?"
The little hogboon was miles away when he heard the earth rumble, but he recognised the sound of that bit of earth. Every rock and every cave had its own unique vibration, and it was his gift to tell them apart. He turned toward the source of that ill-fated sound and took off running as fast as his tiny legs would carry him. Soon enough he came within sight of a plume of dust rising from a cliff in the distance. His home! The creature held back a fearful tear. How could this have happened? It was then that he noticed more than dust coming from the cliff. A strange man, grinning, yet full of malice, strode out of the thick dust and made his way purposefully back toward the town.
