Thursday

Good polls, great news commentary, lots of things to prod my brain this morning.  Which is a Good Thing (tm)  since I can't keep my freakin' eyes open!! I had to get up, wander the halls, grab a bite, and visit the loo to shake myself awake.  I have about three more minutes of chair time before I start to slide again, so I'm gonna straighten up the cubicle behind me. I fucking hate cubicles. But we're trying to convince the head of our department that we need the extra space.  I think it's working, which is amazing in and of itself. And I'm THRILLED to think we're going to get it. 

Lots of tears on the phone last night, and I don't mean mine.  I felt bad for Brent, the whole issue with what he said about children really tore him up after he thought and thought about it, and he actually said (again) that he wanted to get help for the drinking. I told him I wanted to go with him when he saw the doctor, so we could convince the doctor that he needs to try a pill or something first. His mother shouldn't know if she doesn't have to, it really would break her heart.  And his avoidance of the issue seems to be more to protect her than anything else. He wants to change his life.  But he's waffling between a secure home and music. He is so miserable in his job, because music is in his heart and soul. I mean, he wakes up at 4 a.m. with new melodies in his head. It's incredible to watch the creative process, and while not everyone appreciates his music, I remain convinced there's a market for it - even if it's the age 30-55 market.  

Scarlett continues to do very well in the mornings, and is much better in the evenings as well.  I'm trying not to overwhelm her with chores, but I'm not letting up a lot. She's GOT to continue to work on her room, and I think getting her top bunk out of there will help immensely.  It won't provide more floor room, but it WILL open up the room. I hate it that we have no storage space.  I WISH I had the money to get one of those metal storage buildings for outside, to at least put our Christmas decorations, etc., in it. And our off-season clothes.  I wonder what my landlord would say. He has a basement in the building, but I don't know how dry it is, or how he'd feel about us using that space.  I should ask him. After all, I have even more complaints now - the mold is STILL not gone, now the hall light has a short and will not stay on, and the space is such an issue.  And he NEVER had the work done on the drainage issue. It might be on hold until the weather cools, but hells bells, it NEEDS to be addressed before winter. Dammit. 

Now that I've got this text thing figured out I'm overwhelmed with an urge to macro every picture I see.  I want to make assloads of icons.  Ridiculous. 

Well, my three minutes are up, and I MUST get up and move some more.  One more day of six a.m.  It's so fucking difficult, it's eating my soul. 

Memememe

 

tru2myart has been making these lists of anonymous comments to her friends on LJ. They’re very interesting and I’ve wanted to do this ever since she started. I haven’t done it for years, and there are only two people who remain from those early days.

Before I start, I want to say this. There are so many of you I want to meet that it is a given throughout this list. I’ll probably say it anyway, and attempt to elaborate so you might identify yourselves. Some of you I have met, and we’ve formed great early friendships. I will do everything I can to make them grow. And now I begin. 

1. I desperately want to meet you. I don’t remember where we first found one another, but I have repeatedly thought when you come to mind “I wanna be like her when I grow up.” I admire your chutzpah, the way you do what you want when you can, and the way you do what you must when you must. I am madly green with envy of your delicious body, and it makes me wish I were more inclined toward both sexes. You rock.

 

2. I want to meet you, too. I miss the way we emailed and chatted on IM when we became friends. I find you so interesting and amusing. I love your blatant honesty, and I hope I am as straightforward. (I think I am.) There was a time when I wondered if you would ever find real happiness, and now that you have, I am so happy for you. When I think of you, I always feel as if you’re a dear friend who has moved away, with whom I need to catch up sometime soon. And my boyfriend is fascinated with your journal. I like that.

 

3. You have been one person in a million to me. You’ve emailed when no one else did, you’ve encouraged me to dump when I needed to, dumped when you needed to, and made many long lonely days less so. You’ve been more generous than I probably deserve, and second to Brent you are probably my closest friend. Sometimes I wish I could come up there and kick your butt out of its misery, but I can’t. You send yummy treats.

 

4. YOU are such a funny, wonderful, awesome guy. I DEFINITELY want to meet you, and your wife some day. You write things that you do every day that make me squirm with envy, walking past places I’ve dreamed of seeing on your everyday jaunts. You need to stop being so dismissive of your handsome visage and just wear it like the badge it is. Sometimes I try to make you laugh, but you make ME laugh much more often. I read of your generosity throughout my friends list on LJ. You’re verrah cool.

 

5. God, where do I begin? You have taken me under your wing in a way that still amazes me – I haven’t felt comfortable enough to just walk into someone’s home unannounced since childhood. You are another person who makes me wish I were more inclined toward both sexes. You are more fun than I’ve had with a friend in years. You have cool friends, and it tickles me PINK to know I’m one of them! I’m FUNNY with you! I wanna go shopping with you some day. Thank you for being my friend. From the heart of my bottom.

 

6. I love reading your journal. There’s such an amalgam of information, insight, and ordinary details; I enjoy watching your life from this angle. You have a way cool interesting job, but I think you need a different one. You’re so damned intelligent, and I admire that in a person. I’ve enjoyed our times together, and hope we can continue to get together more often. And you’ve given me my 15 minutes of airtime/fame! Thanks for that, you gave me the chance to do something I’ve always wanted to do.

 

7. I am looking forward to meeting you! I can’t remember how I found you, either, but I know your journal name had something to do with it. We’re close in age, dealing with childhood issues, and finding ourselves to be evolved and advanced and we continue to grow. I’m so glad you have found love, and I know your commitment to one another will deepen as time passes. Your kid entries are so great, I truly enjoy reading your journal.

 

8. We’ve formed a great friendship over email, food love, spiritual quests and mutual admiration. I look forward to meeting you and your lovely wife someday. I am constantly encouraged by your growth and the ways you are improving yourself. Your advice regarding Brent has been oh-so welcome, your perspective is something few can offer and your encouragement and wisdom in email has often been passed on to him. He’s appreciated it as well, and admired your wisdom. Someday I think he will contact you, and I rest secure in the knowledge you’ll welcome him with the same generosity and friendly nature you’ve always offered me.

 

9. YOU are so fucking funny. Your life is taking some strange frustrating turns, but your general distrust of people and cynical intelligence serve you well in persevering through these troubled times. Your snarling surly posts make me growl along with you, and your funny posts make me wet my pants. I wish I lived closer, so I could come and play with your menagerie, and interact with your family. Although sometimes I wonder if you’d hide behind the computer the entire time. LoL

 

10. Sometimes I truly worry about you. You’re a grownup and responsible for your own wellbeing, and that sometimes makes it difficult to respond to your journal entries. I’m sorry I don’t offer you the support you truly need. I think the choices you’ve made will benefit you in the long run, but I wait anxiously for the day when I read that you are secure.  

I meant to add something here and forgot.  If you don't feel you're mentioned here, and it hurts you, I'm sorry.  I had trouble doing ten, but there are several others of you I am writing in my head even now. Please be patient. Thank you for your support.

 

OMG the cuteness

Okay, so. There's something I've never told you all, because I wasn't sure it was true.  Tonight it was confirmed, so here it is. 

Suzi likes "Funniest Pets & People" on WGN.  She doesn't watch ANYTHING else on television, but when this show comes on, she perks up.  If she's walking through the living room, she'll sit down in front of the t.v., up close so she can see. When the commercials come on, she wanders away and plays with her sister until she hears laughter. Then she comes back. 

At least until today.  Today, she sat for a commercial for a chicken basket. I don't even remember the restaurant. But afterward, she turned to me, and sent me a mind-message..."You will buy this chicken for me, yes?"  (see photo two) How could I say no?  So I am off in search of chicken planks. I must do her bidding, for she is indeed silky.




Mitzi heard the mind message, I think - because she walked to the sofa and looked at me.  Of course she will expect the lion's share, that's how things work in this house. Perhaps she is contemplating a world where Suzi actually eats her share. She does seem sad. lol


 

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You WILL rub mah bellah.



    NOW.