Had a case of the Lazzies...

For about 2 weeks, I had simply decided that I had no interest in ANYTING I was doing in life...save for one thing: My screenplay. I've been working a couple 13 hour shifts at work lately (we're short handed), and going to school--taking a subject that, at the moment, just escapes me (Biology: Cellular Respiration). I've been writing the screenplay for over a decade...I will repeat that...over a decade. I've found the conviction to finish it recently as I approached the FINAL SCENES!!! With the help of my house master (Jenn), we've figured out why my case of the Lazzies was so severe. I was only interested in being ONE thing when I grew up and I was TOTALLY not heading there the way I was going. Yes, I need something/someway to make money until I pitch my story and hopefully succeed in Producing it...so, we've decided that I'll have to suck it up and finish schooling to be, I don't know, a Pharmacy Tech or something, while I'm finishing my screenplay. I have plan A and B. Either one will make me good money...just one will make me WAY more money, that's all. So, ever since we had this conversation, my motivation has increased and I'm kinda back to whatever kind of normal my Petty ass can achieve. :)

The fall of an empire...well, a cousin anyway.

Last night, Jenn made an awsome dinner. She was in the kitchen and I was in the living room on the couch...I had just finished and was letting the mashed taters settle (great taters!!!). The phone rings. I see on the TV Caller ID (very nifty, by the way) that it's Kim. I yell to Jenn that it's her sister, so she heads towards the phone with mashed taters in hand and next thing I know, she's taking a HUGE dive to the floor! She'd tripped over Maggie! The phone was still ringing, so she picked it up (still lying on the floor mind you) and just LAUGHED! All the while, her dogs, her loving doting dogs, aren't checking on her or licking her face in worry...no no, they're face deep in glorious mashed potatoes! Damn, and I was looking forward to those tomorrow for left overs!

I paid my tuition the other day!!! All by myself!!! For those of you who don't know, last semester, Jenn had to pry me out of the house and to the campus to enroll, cuz I wasn't doing it myself!!! I had tests taken for reading and math skills (ask her for the story on that one, she tells it better), enroll, AND buy books (gag). This go around, I enrolled (Jenn didn't know), I paid my tuition (She had no clue I had) , AND I bought my books (she found out later) ALL ON MY OWN!!! Thank you to everyone for the money that was donated, I look forward to this semester with a morbid excitement (oddly). :)

12:00a.m....

I wake up at 5 in the morning EVERY weekday. So, I try to sleep as much as possible so that I survive it. I have always woke up some what randomly throughout the nights for as long as I can remember. In fact, I can't remember getting a FULL night's sleep in years! Anyway, last night, I randomly woke up and didn't know why (as usual), so I tried to go back to sleep, but i smelt something foul. See, when Jen (my slave driver) is away at work, the dogs sleep in MY room for the night. The girls were in the room and let's just say they know how to clear one! In their old age, it's not uncommon for them to smell like, well, death. Back to the stench. I just figured one of the girls had ripped one. Then, I heard a very upsetting sound! You know that gurgle in your stomach that you get when you're rushing to the bathroom and are afraid you're not going to make it? THAT SOUND! So, I turn on the light...bad idea! Settled on my bamboo floor rug were two large (not solid) piles of...uck...you know what it was. I cleaned what I could and sprayed ungodly amounts of "chocolate body mist" all over my room then went back to bed. When I woke up, the smell was back to being foul and I felt like a tired mess. All in a day's life I guess...

Look at my Pumpkin!!!

Look at my pumpkin?! I made him for a challange at work. Ain't he cute? Made him with me bare hands...

Kissed a Bartender...

Okay...so, here's how the whole thing went down. Keep in mind: I don't drink much or often. However, as you can see from the picture, I had drank...enough. My friend, Sarah, had her bachelorette party the weekend before last. There were hard hats, caution tape, and a party bus involved...oh yeah, and a crap load of BEER. I had fun, from what I can remember. I ended up home in one piece! Well, not but a week later, I notice a number in my phone that I did not recognize. Come to find out that the number belongs to a bartender (ahem, a HOT bartender) at one of the places we visited while on the party bus. As I have heard it, I kissed him too. Nothing crazy, just a peck. I think, considering that I don't remember it, it must not have been that great...or I was drunk, pick one. Case and point: I KISSED A HOT BARTENDER!!! Not a bad way to go, eh?

PUPPIES!!!

My dog, Valkyrie had her puppies yesterday!!! She started having them at 11pm and continued on into today!!! There's 9 total, all in perfect health! I'm so excited! I HAVE GRANDPUPPIES!!!