Reading, Writing and That's All For Now

Never regret. If it's good, it's wonderful. If it's bad, it's experience.

-Victoria Holt

Hey chicks and dudes. It's me again. On a Monday. Feelin' hella bloated and hella snacky.

Right now? I'm snacking on some Thai curry cheese courtesy of the Milk Pail Market. Finally got a chance to stop by there, and OMFG!!! THE CHEESE!!! (I blame and thank you John G for encouraging my already brewing curiosity for the place).

I got a yummy smoked salmon spread and some croissants. I also got some cheese: an aged very sharp white cheddar along with the Thai curry cheese. Both are tasty.

I also got some nougat with strawberries as well as some dried and seasoned corn kernels.

That place was just so tiny but so full of yummy goodness. I was a good girl and only got a few things. Just a few. *grin*

No writing done, I'm afraid, though a lot of mental plotting has been afoot.

I have been mentally tinkering around with my two novels - "Abby" and "Chloe" as well as playing around with a couple old ideas that I never really did anything with back then though the ideas of these two stories have been with me for a while, one since around high school or junior high at least.

I need to type faster... or plug into a computer Matrix-style and be Neo if he were the one... writer.

I've acquired some books - both audio and paper.

• my audio collection consists of some Christopher Moore, the Fever series by Karen Marie Moning, "Chicagoland Vampires" series by Chloe Neill, and I think I still have some "Night Huntress" books by Jeaniene Frost to get through.
• Read the first two graphic novels of Locke & Key. (I WANT TO LIVE IN THAT HOUSE!!!)
• Grabbed "Flirt" by Laurell K. Hamilton off the bargain rack (I'm SO behind on my Anita Blake).
• Need to get caught up on my Dresden Files, too. Never got to finish "Cold Days" (book 14) - life and insomnia got in the way so I had to give Aaron C his copy back. "Skin Game" (book 15) doesn't have a release date so I'm hoping I'll be finishing the previous book before that one comes out. (Also looking forward to his upcoming Steampunk series.) 
• The last Sookie Stackhouse book is out, and I want it, but that pretty treat is going to have to wait.
• Along with "Flirt", I got "Odd Apocalypse" just to have in my possession so when I get around to it, it's there. I love the Odd series. Also a huge Dean Koontz fan. Nervous about the movie, but I'm keeping an open mind.
• Kathy W recently gave me an extra copy of "Little (grrl) Lost" by Charles de Lint. He's great though I've only gotten around to reading his collection "Moonlight & Vines" as well as "The Blue Girl". Really need to fix that.
• Just noticed that I'm missing a few books by the lovely Molly Harper. I could never find a copy of "And One Last Thing" at the library. Also need to get "The Care and Feeding of Stray Vampires". Is "A Witch's Handbooks to Kisses and Curses" out? Also don't have "My Bluegrass Baby".

I really should be writing though.

Got a manicure a few weeks ago, and since them my nails have grown like a weed! They're too long to be functional for my typing needs. Also snapping my fingers has become a pain. I'm digging my thumb nail into my other finger and let me just say... NO BUENO!!!

Okay, so I should probably stop blogging. Lunch is almost over, and I think I've babbled about "words and stories" in some form or another for long enough. Hopefully I can keep this up for Wednesday. Woo hoo.

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae

Rae Rae Go Cray Cray

I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work.

-Thomas Edison

Sure, Edison wasn't a writer, but... oh you get the gist.

Top story in today's news? -- Allergies can suck my giant wang!

Now that THAT's out of the way... on to posty updatey kind of things... *grin*

• Kearie is at part twenty with Here, There and Everywhere
• Enyo is at part twenty-five

Would ya look at that? Yup. Two little posty things. Story blog stuff. Yeah. I'm kind of excited. Not holding my breath, but it's progress at least.

In other news, I'm in a slightly grumpy mood because some people are d-bags that can suck my wang right alongside my allergies. (You guessed it. I'm at work.) But I'm trying to forget that dumbshits exist. Eating leftover fried rice and lumpia courtesy of my Nanay is helping.

Last weekend was a surprise visit to Fresno to visit family. First it was just "Hey! I have Saturday and Sunday off. I'm going to see my niece!" Then it was, "Hey! It's also Mother's Day weekend. Let's do this!" So I jetted off after work with a minor pee break in Gustine (or the exit that says Gustine) and continued on to the 'No.

My brother was in Turlock with his boys and my mom and her husband were playing backgammon in Kerman. Hung out with my sister-in-law and niece for a bit before letting them get some sleep and headed to my mom's. Her and her husband weren't home so I made myself comfortable. Out of paranoia, I called and left messages as well as left a note on the door since I didn't want them wigging out that someone was in their house and called the cops on a Goldilocks type break-in. I remember hearing them come home and my mom asking me questions (with me barely answering her in sleep-babble). I had also zonked out early (well, early for me) due to Fresno weather doing bad, bad things to my sinuses.

Saturday my mom was babysitting Bella for the day. She had the little one wake me up whens she got there at 10am (although I was already awake and was ready for her to come running in giggling Auntie Rachel, Auntie Rachel, wake up!). Mom wanted to go shopping so I showered and dressed and we traipsed about town. Per usual, my mom played the role of Jeeves as I sat in the back with Bella, and my mother highly enjoyed me and my niece being ridiculously silly.

My niece apparently has this thing about red cars. She said, "Auntie Rachel, let's look for red cars." And then every single time she saw one, she'd explode like when everyone would scream when someone said the secret word on Pee Wee's Playhouse. I remember thinking the game was over and the BOOM! "RED!"

By the time we got back to the condo, my nose and head were not having a good time. I passed out a couple of times due to heat/fatigue/sinus-issues for roughly about an hour (one of those times since Bella had told me she wanted to take a nap). Woke up to find Mom and Bella playing. So cute. And I see her with some of my old toys, and I see how careful she is with them so that makes me happy since I'd like to keep some of the toys from when I was a kid.

Took my mom out to lunch for Mommy's Day. She chose Denny's. We had bacon. (Sh! Don't tell anyone. It's a secret.) She ended up giving me the rest of her bacon after she had a few strips. Not sure why she ordered the Baconalia item with the most bacon if she was only going to have a few. I think it was to give me the rest since she knows how much I nummy-nummy-lovey bacon. (In a way, it's one of the many ways she tells me she loves me. With PORK!) *grin*

Totally random, but I think it's interesting that after the first run through of the Baconalia menu where I'd ask various Denny's to blend together the bacon sundae and make it a shake. Guess what item they have on the menu now? Awww yeah! A frakkin shake! (I like to think I had something to do with that.) *high fives self*

They also have this brownie thing... looks great. When I pointed it out to my mom, she looked like she feared for my life. I had to tell her I don't have these kinds of things every day and just because I point them out and say I like them, I don't devour them shortly after. That seemed to make her feel better.

Back to my niece.

So I decided to head back home after the sun took a header later in the day to cut down on the frakkin heat I'd have to suffer through. (Something up with the A/C in the car.) My brother brought my niece over, and she and I played a bit.

I feel I'm a good influence on the little munchkin. I'm helping her embrace her inner freak. She's already creative and imaginative and sharing and loving (of course, she comes from a fantastic stock of DNA), but it got to the point where she accepted being weird/different was a good thing. She'd be silly, and I'd say, "You're a weirdo," and she'd counter with, "No, you are," while giggling and then the obvious silly repetitive dialogue would play out for a while.

While goofing off with her Sunday night, I accidentally bonked my head against the back of hers. We were both fine, but I joked and said, "I'm seeing stars." Later I showed my mom, and she asked what happened. I told her, and Bella said with a big grin and giggle, "She hit her head on my head."

The corner of my right eyebrow is still a little bruisey-feeling where we knocked noggins, but it's all good. In fact, it makes me smile every time I accidentally touch it, wince a little, and then quickly remember how I got it in the first place.

All in all (sinus drama aside) I had a lovely weekend, and now it's back to the grindstone.

Work, work, work.

Dreams of sleep, sleep, sleep...

Work this week has been interesting. We are currently short a couple peeps since one girl pretty much left for two weeks with not much word on why/whatever and another girl put in her two weeks (this being her last) since she got another job somewhere. We've been lacking coverage, but we've been making due. From what I hear, we're getting a temp next week so that'll help some. Due to the limited peeps in my department, the schedule has been going out week to week as opposed to the usual month to month. Gotta look at my planner now to see if there are things that I can make that I was invited to.

This Wednesday I was debating on if I wanted to try and see Star Trek Into Darkness, but I was so damn tired by the end of the work day, I was thinking of just crawling into bed and dying. I had resigned myself to seeing it sometime during the weekend or after.

And then Jimbo called. Since I was working, the phone was on silent, and I let it go to voicemail. It was almost the end of my shift (maybe 20 more minutes). I'd ping him then to see what he wanted.

Then the texting started.

Jimbo: Marco!!
Raebo: Wassup? Still at the office yo!
Jimbo: You want to see Star Trek at 8pm for $5?
Raebo: Tonight?
Jimbo: Yep. What time you get off?
Raebo: 6:30pm
Jimbo: Soooo $5 for IMAX showing. 
Jimbo: Person here has an extra ticket. 
Jimbo: Say yes! :)
Raebo: Yes please. Wait. IT's at the Tech Museum, right?
Jimbo: Nope. Mercado.
Raebo: Oh damn. Yes please. Just need to stop by an ATM.
Jimbo: Kk. PS ticket just went to you for free.
Raebo: Awww. Yay!
Raebo: Am I meeting you and the Mrs?
Jimbo: Yes. We both here.
Jimbo: And our new friends Jen, Jess and Darryn.
Raebo: Oh you there already? Cool. Heading out now.
Jimbo: Yes. First in line.

Bumped into the lovely Sam D when I got there. It was weird hearing "Rae" and then looking up to see someone I usually chat with on Twitter/Facebook. It was quite nice to see her. Totally loved her shirt, too. *grin* After the movie, we fangirl'd over the movie and also some LEVERAGE and other overlapping loves. We also chatted about NERDHQ (which I put it for time off at work for already).

*fingerscrossed on being a volunteer*

The next night (last night), I went to see a youth musical production of PHANTOM (and I don't mean that as an abbreviation of the more popular Andrew Lloyd Weber show... I mean PHANTOM. It was written by the same peeps who write NINE. I went with Rachell S (who had two tickets and doesn't like to go to shows alone). It wasn't until we got there that Rachell said she received an email that it was a youth cast (like high school to college ages). First we thought it was a play... then it was a musical... and now younguns. But DUDE! They had pipes! The guy that played the phantom - HOLY SHITSNACKS!!! He could SING!!! The chic that played Carlotta was wonderfully silly. Also the chic that played the brief flashback moment of being the phantom's mom? She sounded so pretty. (And is it wrong that I want a Ballet Misteress staff? That thing looks awesome!)

Still looking for a car. I'm hoping that issue will work itself out soon. I really do like the Kia Sol - cute and spacious but smaller than an actual SUV - but they are not in my price range. I also like the PT Cruiser, but I've been told by a few different people who don't know each other that they are not a good car to have. A tow guy who towed a friend's car recently to the dealership for repair said to look into Hondas, Toyotas and Subarus.

Wow. This post has gone on for a while, hasn't it? Oh dear. I think I'll sign off on this one for now. I can always babble at y'all another time.

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae

More Tired Babble Fail

The Lady Chablis: It's like my mom always said: "Two tears in a bucket, motherfuck it."
John Kelso: I'll have to remember that one.
-from the movie "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil"

Well hello ladies and jellyspoons! It's Monday! And do you know what that means?

Absolutely nothing! aside from the fact that my last post was two weeks ago two weeks ago Monday. (Can we say EPIC FAIL?)

LOL! No really though. Nothing much has happened since last we spoke. Well, in the way of writing, I mean.

An old story from a few years ago was recently brought to my attention. Out of curiosity and nostalgia, I reread it and found grammar, etc, mistakes which I revised. Other than that, I have been dabbling in my notebook a little. Not a lot though I wrote out a blurb of a scene for the LEVERAGE fanfic that's in my head. I also mentally plotted out a few scenes from the Blood books/Blood Ties fanfic in my head. I dabbled with a scene from a story idea I've had for a while now. The overall story is still a bit foggy, but the interaction between a couple of the characters is fleshing out. The scene I played with would take place between halfway to three-quarters into the story.

I occasionally see flickers of stories/novels I was working on - empty rooms where the characters live or where scenes take place - but nothing sparking up again in the creativity department (and that saddens/depresses me).

I'm still in that lull since the car accident, and I want to get out of it. Before the commute with getting up early and all the walking was wearing on me. Tack onto that the stress of finding a damn car...

*headdesk*

Just gotta have faith that it'll all work out in the end, right?

Just wish it'd work out sooner rather than "deargawditstakingforever" later.

Aside from work, my focus is drifting. Even writing this has been a challenge. And posting? Let's see if I remember to post this when I finish it.

I think I need to start meditating or something. I think perhaps being in a better state of zen will help (at least) with my writing. As it is, my sleep has been a little shoddy. With the dogs barking at every little thing or my cat being randomly needy or just me bolting awake (which is just me laying in bed and opening my eyes like WTF?!)

Right now I'm working on sitting upright at my desk snacking on lunch as well as daydreaming of a rolling pin that I could roll down my front and remove all my fat. (Yup. That's how my mind works.)

Landlady is behind on utilities again (meaning making copies of the bills for me so I can pay her my portion). She texted me asking if I could let her know what the last utilities I paid her were and when. Aside from rent, I pay her PG&E, water and garbage. Oh yeah, and I donate to the toilet paper fund every once in a while. I wrote the requested info on a post-it note and gave it to her.

Greg L and Kevan F were in town this weekend. Me, Steve C and Kathy W met them from brunch yesterday, then we went back to Kathy and Steve's place to hang out where we found Geoff T sitting in his jammies reading a book on the couch. He would have come out to play earlier, but I guess he wasn't feeling very well. We sat and talked, and then the boys left for Endgame in Oakland and then home to Sacramento. I chilled at the house and watched Les Mis with Kathy and Geoff. I think I napped some. After the movie, Kathy drove me to Jim and Leah's for Game of Thrones (after which Leah drove me home).

Yes my friends. I am sans automobile again.

One will be on loan to me as soon as its out of the shop from a quick fix up, but that most likely won't be until the end of the week. Today was my first day back on public transportation, and my goodness... I think I nodded off a little. But I finished another audiobook, so that's cool! (It's all about accomplishments... no matter how small.)

Work has been work. I finished my first menu and they're doing a test order on it today. So excited. Hope it all works out.

Thursday I will be watching some of an Iron Man Movie Marathon. For some reason I thought it was going to be on Friday, but it's a lead up to Iron Man 3. The third installation is showing at 9pm, and I checked with the theatre if I could just buy a ticket for that showing but the same theatre where Jim and Leah would be, but alas... it's a package deal so nope. (Pouty face.) I let my Dynamic Husband and Wife Duo know this, and they decided they would buy another package deal and that I would just reimburse for the movie I actually see. (I'm working 9a-6p that day.) They didn't have to do that, and I told them so, but they acted like it was no big deal, and now I get to see awesome nerdy movie joy with friends. Huzzah! And to add to the awesome, Wednesday after work, I'm heading to their house to pick up Leah's car so I can just meet them at the theatre Thursday night, and Jim thinks I might get a chance to see The Avengers again, too.

They're showing Iron Man, Iron Man 2, The Avengers and then IRON MAN 3!!!

A little snag in carless plans... I have a chiropractor appointment around 8am Friday and then an "appointment" at 8:30am. I asked Leah if it was possible to keep the car until after my appointment (she needs her car at noon). I'm pretty sure that'll work, and using her car will be the most convenient, so I'm hoping that works out in all our favors.

Oh my chiropractor. So... two weeks ago on Friday the tape he put on my leg was still good so we left it on. A few days later it started to peel so I took it off. Around this time, my leg decided to feel crappier than usual. It kinda started to feel like it did a week or so after the accident. My calf was getting tight, my knee was a little, and my ankle was none too pleased. When I got to his place last week, I was sort of limping (or really just favoring my right leg), so when he asked me how I had been, I let him know the tape came off and my leg didn't like me. I couldn't even sit Indian-style on my bed for very long (if at all) since my leg really didn't like that. He had me dangle my foot off the table and he poked and prodded it, and heard this "knock knock knock" sound when he moved my foot around. Then he held on, looked at me, asked if I was ready, and then adjusted my ankle.

Yeah, not something I'm too terribly happy about or would care to have repeated, but it did feel better than before.

I returned to the ibruprofen/elevation cocktail with ice. Last night at Jim and Leah's my leg was really grumpy. Jim gave me 800mg ibruprofen and strapped an ice pack to my shin. He offered to get me a foot stool, but I just stretched out on my usual loveseat spot while we watched Game of Thrones. He even handed me my dinner as well as gave me ice cream after. (My Fuzzy Lumpkin is so sweet.)

Submitted my NERDHQ volunteer application a few days ago. I hope I get picked. I volunteered for the last two years. Was tons of fun and loved meeting and working with everyone. My goal is to have a car by then and hopefully drive out to San Diego in July. The only issue is that I don't get paid for those days off so I'll need to save up. Also need to work on finding some floor space or a closet to crawl into.

I also had hoped to be half the size I am now, but that rolling pin idea hasn't worked itself out yet.

Urgh! Aside from my leg occasionally giving me grief, my body decided I needed to lose my powers TWICE this month. (If you don't know what I mean by "powerloss" - I'm not going to take the time to tell you.) In any case, I should - hopefully - have my powers back in a day or so.

In other news of the boring variety, I have been experimenting with products for my hair. Those that know me know I'm a tomboy and don't care much for lengthy styling sessions but still need to tame the "beast". I just wash it, condition it, and put something in it that doesn't make me look like a dandelion on crack and doesn't make my hair feel all crunchy and look all hair helmety. I still have yet to perfect a method to my fro's madness. Usually I miss a spot leaving random parts of my frizzy and dry. I rarely have a good hair day. Sometimes I wish I were girlier so I would know more about things like makeup and hair and fashion, but nope. I just powder my face so it's not shiny, I pull my hair back in a clip or hair tie, and I wear what's comfortable.

I've been watching a lot of curly hair videos, but all the vids that I watch are either for African-American hair with much tighter curls than me or girls with wavy hair (which are WAY less curly than me). In any case, I decided to play mixologist and in a small empty moisturizer jar that I cleaned out, I mixed some things that alone don't really do anything for my hair but hopefully together... well, we'll see.

Okay. It's been two weeks. I think this post is long enough.

Later my lovelies! (hopefully not two more weeks later)

Have Goodness!
Rae

Movies, Chiro, and Missing Fridays...

Sarah Whittle: You just saw three monkeys go by on a motorcycle, didn't you?
Judy Shepherd: Yeah.
Sarah Whittle: Good girl.
-from the movie "Jumanji"

SOOO... nothing much happening in my world... aside from occasionally typing on a keyboard where the Y doesn't want to work. If you were to hear me typing, every once in a while, you'd heard a hard BAM on one key.

Guess which one that would be?

Was reassessed by the chiro Friday. Neck looking better. Lower back and leg about the same though also getting better. He re-taped my leg so instead of looking like this: # ... it now looks like a fat version of this: +. He now switched my visits to once a week (I think I heard him say for a month), so I'm seeing him in a week - aka this coming Friday. He'd asked me if he'd given me something - I think something like the wobble board for exercises but instead for my back - and I told him no.

In other news, after work Friday, I headed over to Jimbo and Leabo's house to feed their cats and stab one of them (insulin shot) and then meet up with them at the movie theatre to watch The Croods. I have to say I was a little wary about whether or not I wanted to see that movie. It just didn't jump out and grab me like most movies do. But I thought why not. I'd be with friends, and also it was free (a thank you for taking care of the cats... which I'm happy to do whenever I can). The movie was funny, the animation was amazing, and dammit if the flick didn't make me cry. Sheesh!

My favorites in the film were Belt and the baby. Guy and Gran were pretty cool, too.

Hung out with Lailani B Thursday night. I was a little hungry, but she said wasn't so much... just wanted to snack on meat. She was craving Korean so with the help of my Yelp app, I found three Korean places open late. I had her pick one, and off we went. It was a nice little hole in the wall and reminded me of the hot pot place I went to where you cook your own food. We shared a meal and some berry wine. The food was all right though I was tired so I don't think I appreciated/enjoyed it as much as we would have. My original intention was to maybe try and sneak in a movie on the way home - Side Effects - but she texted me, and I answered.

I thought about seeing it Saturday after work, but it was no longer playing at the cheapy theatre on the way home. I think it's still playing in regular theatres, but I only have one movie pass left. Wanna make it a good one. Have a tentative date with Jimbo to see GI Joe: Retaliation (which I don't expect to be great, but the cast and action will make me happy). Leabo doesn't want to see it which is fine since Jimbo didn't want to see Evil Dead which I saw with her on Tuesday. There's talk of going to see the Iron Man movie marathon, but I thought it was just going to be the three Iron Man flicks, but they're including The Avengers. Hmmm. If Jimbo and Leabo do it with me (or if SOMEONE does), I'll go, but solo? I'll just do Iron Man 3.

Even though a lot of people shat on the Sam Raimi OZ movie, I still want to see it. Maybe I'll have to wait for a girls night with the DVD and cocktails.

I'm starting to learn production at work. I did a little on Friday before I left for the day. Did one update which was essentially editing/updating an already established document. So far I haven't heard anything about it so I'm thinking it went okay. Wes H did my training, and I finished it before I left, and the last think I remember him saying was that he was going to update it that night... or at least that's what I thought he said. *shrug*

Haven't written much. Wrote another post about Sour Rockstar drinks but nothing much after that.

I have two fanfic scenes to two different fanfics running amok in my head.

One is from LEVERAGE, and it's a fight scene.

The other is from BLOOD BOOKS/SMOKE BOOKS by Tanya Huff and is a love scene with Henry Fitzroy (as played by Kyle Schmid from the Blood Ties TV series).

Both scenes keep changing slightly, and maybe I'll write them out some day to get them out of my head... but we'll see.

Had a Western-y dream Friday night which I thought odd since I don't usually dream Westerns.

(The following is copy/pasted from my Facebook.)

Had a weird Western-y dream last night. I was the only chic of a four person group. Others in the group were Robert Redford and William H Macy. Can't remember the fourth guy since he'd gone on ahead. We all wore black/dark grey clothes. It was grey skies and a little muddy. We rode out of town starting our journey, and I said "I need a gun." Both men handed me a weapon - Macy to my right handed me a shotgun, Redford to my left a hefty pistol. I took the shotgun but Redford still offered the pistol if I wanted it. I must've turned him down since he pocketed it back in his holster. I slipped the gun strap over my shoulder and continued to ride. Eventually we made it to wherever we were going. We met up with our fourth member who I still have no idea who he was. We were looking for someone. I was dressed in pants and made to look not blatantly female since that would be a problem though my long dark hair laid in a braid down my back.

And aside from the feeling of the situation being serious and tense - like what we were up to was life and death important - that's all I remember.

Turns out Jimbo had a Western-type dream, too. He told it to me when I came over Sunday night for Game of Thrones. His was a movie type where he was just watching what was happening. Had to do with a woman named Sara who was really a French chic named Jaqueline, and people were deporting French people back to France. Sara/Jaqueline was married, and then there was this other chic named Sara so they swapped passports, and the other Sara was like "I've always wanted to see Paris." (Did I get that right, Jimbo?) I thought it was a cool and interesting dream, and he said, "Well, mine didn't have Robert Redford and William H Macy in it handing me guns."

In truth, I thought my dream was pretty cool. Redford had shaggy blond hair and scruff. Macy had his long hair from Shameless and a full beard/facial hair. My hair looked like I had it when I'd straightened it recently - pulled back in a ponytail under my hat though loose wavy (not curly) strands framed my face.

I wish I remembered more. Would have made a good story. Never written a Western before. Might take a stab at it one of these days.

Other than that, nothing much has happened in my life. Just work, home, friends, sleep, Hulu...

Jimbo and Leabo are recording "Remember Sunday" for me since I'll be working that night and wouldn't be able to watch it anyway at my house. Yay for Zachary Levi and Alexis Bledel! They'll also be saving Game of Thrones for me so that's something else to watch.

Sleepy now. Lunch hour almost up. Been snacking on my shredded pork in garlic sauce. (Was spicier than I thought it'd be, but good.)

Okay, time to find some kind of crack to wake my ass up and keep me awake until 7pm (that's when I'm outta here).

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae

Wibbly-Wobbly, Timey-Wimey, Babbley-Wabbley...

I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious.

-Albert Einstein

Came in to work Monday at 9am. Marla A called in sick, so I was asked to stay until 7pm (which I said yes to). Monica D came in earlier to help out as well.

So that's one hour OT. Woo hoo for me!

Nothing much happened that day. I ran an errand or two and then headed home, did my wobble board exercises, watched some Hulu (I think), and then hit the sack.

Tuesday was chiropractor day. After that I went home and a couple hours later Leabo picked me up and we saw EVIL DEAD. It's been a while since I'd seen the original, but I have to say I enjoyed the new one. It was a nice nod to the original while adding a few new bits. (And for those that haven't seen it yet and plan to... WAIT for the end of the credits. That's all I'm sayin'.)

We ran a few errands for Leabo and had lunch before she took me home where I... passed the frak out! I woke up a few hours later and reached for my phone for the time. The first thought that crossed my mind was that I could make a cheapy theatre showing of Argo. (Not sure why I thought that, but yeah.) So I got up, shoved some snacks in my new purse (courtesy of my Mom), and headed to the theatre.

It was pretty good. When a movie has me talking to the screen, rooting silently for the good guys so as not to disturb any of the other people in the theatre... yeah, it's a good movie.

After that, I went home, watched some Hulu to unwind, and then hit the sack. I kept waking up in the morning - once at 6am, the next time at 8am... then in half hour spurts until my alarm went off.

On the way to work, I stopped by 7-Eleven for a Slurpee. (As you can tell my PMS was driving the car.) I officially started powerloss this morning which I think is a few days late of my usual body schedule but oh well. If it doesn't happen, I know it's not due to having a bun in the oven. (womp womp) I do feel like crap though. I'm trying to stay away from my normal "this will bloat me up if I consume it" types of things - like chocolate or caramel colored sodas like Coke or Pepsi - but it's Wednesday which means we can order from Quickly which means Vietnamese coffee day. So I'm being a bad girl and having some. I'm trying to pace myself and not gulp it down in one slurp else I'll most likely pay for it later.

I'm off at 8pm tonight. We had a meeting at 1pm which ran a little long. I'm currently on lunch (tail end, actually), and aside from my blogs, I haven't really written anything save an errand list, notes in my planner, and something about Doritos.

Tired. Want to take a nap. I hate powerloss. Always makes me so tired. Not like insomnia does enough of that already. Sheesh.

In other news, Kathy and RJ are both out of the hospital and continuing with their recovery quite nicely. Now if we can just not have anymore bad crap happen, that'd be swell. I think enough of that kind of stuff has happened in my little circle of the world to last my fretful heart a lifetime.

Okay, just looked at the clock, and I got a couple more minutes before I have to clock back in from lunch. I suppose I should stop babbling though like that's ever going to really happen. But at least I can stop it on this post. LOL!

All right. Hope all y'all are having a lovely day, and hopefully I get back to this three posts a week thing soon. I'll get the handle of it again sooner or later.

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae

It's Not About Me Right Now

It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kinda hectic

It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kinda hectic

It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kinda hectic

It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kinda hectic

-from the song "The Power" by Snap

My mind is a little preoccupied.

I'm currently at work... on my lunch break... thinking about two of my friends who are in the hospital right now.

One needed a kidney. One had a qualified kidney to give.

I've known the guy getting the kidney since my Freshman year of high school. I've known the chic giving the kidney for almost as long... met her through him actually.

When I first found out this was going down, it would hit me in waves. I had been going through my own crap so my mind would bounce from my life to his life to her life and back again.

And then as time went on...
And she was the one that was picked...
And times were picked...
And plans were being made...

He lives in SoCal.

She lives in my neck of the woods though is from SoCal.

The surgery is happening today in SoCal. Well... per the Facebook updates, she went in first. He went in an hour after - I think. He's going to be in surgery for a few hours. She's - I think - in the finishing up stage of her part.

I want to be there. I hate that I'm not. Waiting for the updates are irking me, but yeah...

Right now I'm listening to the Nerdist Podcast with Walton Goggins as I type this. It's a good distraction to the waiting... as well as to the writing...

Other than the waiting, not much else is happening in my life. I'm still going through crap.

Property damage settlement payment received and stowed away. Shopping for a good used car is intimidating me. My body is in various stages of aching and unhappiness. Right now my left leg - knee to ankle - isn't happy, and I have a stitch in the left side of my back. Powerloss will be happening soon so that is adding to the overall body crappy feeling. I still haven't really written anything. I'm tired as frak. All I want to do is sleep. I also need to do laundry some time this weekend.

I might go get my hair blown dry again.
I might go seek out a massage.
I might use one of my movie passes and see something.
I might go to the cheapy theatre and go see something.
I might visit with friends this weekend that I saw last night.
I might go game this weekend.
I might just sleep all weekend.

I'm here until 8pm tonight. The kidney giver is lending me her car while she's out of town. I'm very appreciative and taking good care of her.

Did I mention I'm hella tired?

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae

RJ (Hoofman) is the boy that needed the kidney. 
Kathy (my Girlfriend) is the one that gave it.
Sara is the kidney Kathy is giving to RJ.
Goldie is my Girlfiend's car who I'm keeping company until her mother comes home.
And if you're feeling generous?... GO HERE!!! 

Back In the Day When I Slept...

Ben Holmes: Are you going to be here when I get back?

Sarah Lewis: You know me.

Ben Holmes: I would not presume.

-from the movie "Forces of Nature"

It's Monday, and I'm at work again.

I'm sitting at "my" desk eating four cheese ravioli in a cream sauce after having walked about with Kathy W before she left for the day after she finished all her deliveries. That took up about half of my lunch. This may take up the rest. If I run out of lunch time, I'll just have to sneak some blogging in between phone calls, etc.

It's also April Fools day. The day is still young, and I get out of here at 6pm but so far I haven't come across idiots who think that April Fool's is a day to be a dumbass. I mean, I appreciate a good joke as much as the next person, but there's funny and there's choke-a-bitch stupid.

Moving on...

Before I get any further, let me say... I've thought about writing. (That counts, right?) I'm hoping to be caught up soon... ish. (fingerscrossed)

Been car shopping via the interwebs. Hoping to get a car soon. I'm in the "half to settle for" versus what I actually want realm of car purchases. Hopefully I won't get screwed over. If I do, I'm gonna have to choke a bitch.

Went to a going away party for Novim S. I think she left today?... for reserves training in Texas. I wish her the best of luck and may the universe keep her safe... and I will see her again in October.

Mom sent me a package that was delivered Friday while I was at work and apparently no one was home to sign for it, and the post office was closed Saturday (even though the slip said they were open and there was no sign saying WHY they were closed). I'm working all week this week until Saturday so I most likely will not be able to get it until then. *grumble grumble*

Yesterday Jimbo picked me up for dinner and Game of Thrones with him and Leabo. He also reloaded the iPod with more books for me to listen to though I most likely will have Kathy's car by Wednesday for at least a few weeks while she's in SoCal. I think I'll still listen to them during the commute. (One ear bud will do just fine.)

As this Friday draws nearer, I can't help but get even more squiggy. Two of my friends are going under the knife. RJ needs a kidney. Kathy is giving him one. And it's all going down at the end of the week. I know everything is going to be okay, but the surgery part of me makes me worrisome. And I want to do something. I want to be there for them or help take care of them or at least visit them while they are out of commission, but I can't. I'm stuck here just merely thinking about them... so I'll be sending them all the lovely, quick-healing, huggle, kisses, awesome vibes I can.

Today my leg has been acting up. Usually it's either my ankle, shin or knee. Today is the trifecta. Earlier my shin started to ache a little bit, not so much throb but the pain there was like "HEY! I'M GONNA BE ANNOYING NOW!!!" I took some ibuprofen as well as iced/elevated the limb. Then when that stopped, the ankle started up. And then when that stopped, the knee started griping... which is still is. And the chiro wants me to bring the wobble board tomorrow so he can test me on my progress. (I HATE TESTS!) The jury is still out on the MRI situation... which if I had to get one, I'd have to go someplace not local. I think it's a 30-45min drive... I think.

I've never had an MRI before. It would definitely be something to cross off my bucket list.

Okay, I think I've babbled on enough this time around. I'll try and make another one of these word things on Wednesday. Woo hoo!

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae

Looking Forward To A Long Weekend Nap

It's funny how people see me and treat me, since I'm really just a simple boring person.

-Finbar McBride from the movie "The Station Agent"

Oh yeah. It's Friday! (listen to that fanfare)

Did I write anything? No.

Have I thought about writing? Yeah.

Do I know what I'm doing? Not really.

Do you know what I'm doing? Probably not.

Would I rather be napping? Hell yeah.

Will I stop with the questions? Sure. For now.

Currently on my lunch break. Doodling about on this blog trying to think of something that I could blog about.

Tuesday when I got into work, it was kind of poopy. Wes H opened and got to the office at 7am. I was next at 9am. He took his break shortly after I got in, and it was then that the feces hit the oscillating cooling device... HARD.

A customer we have in Canada ordered from a restaurant that they love, but their order was different (due to, we found out later on, the bread that the restaurant had ordered). We have a live chat service where people can chat instead of call or email, etc, to ask questions or whatever. From this one customer... HOLY CRAP! Usually on the live chat, I get at the most three at a time, and usually it's one I'm finishing, one that's midway done, and one that just logged in. Yesterday I had almost ten. And then there was the phone... and... EGADS!!! So when Wes got back, I filled him in on what was going on, and we took care of it together... sort of. (I told him that since I had collected the information and had to deal with all that crap ALONE that he could call the restaurant while I called the driver company for the redelivery.

It was essentially a cluster, and neither of us were happy at all.

But then later that day I received a call that made me smile and giggle.

An elderly woman called in to ask questions about our service. Essentially we pick up food with restaurants we're contracted with and deliver them to the people that ordered it. I work in the customer service department. I gave her the low down on how everything worked, and she in turn decided that she and her husband were going to sign up with us. They said originally if they had planned to order for food, they would just have someone place the order for them (I guess they don't have a computer or they do and are just not too savvy at navigating about the interwebs). When I told them I could take their order over the phone, they were very happy with that... well, I should say the woman was happy with that since I was mainly talking to her. Shirley and her husband Herman were old and lived together in an apartment and don't get around as well as they used to so if they could get food delivered to them, that would be swell.

I took down her information to sign her up for an account. The first thing that made me giggle was how she spelled certain things out for me and some she didn't. For example, when she gave me her name, she would say her name and then spell it. Like if her name was Jane Doe, she would say, "Jane. That's J as in jump. A as in apple. N as in Nancy, E as in Egg."

Totally random, but why when some people spell names out like that do they use other names? What if someone didn't know how to spell 'Nancy'?

Onwards...

So she continued to her last name but stopped at the first letter. Like "Last name Doe. That's D as in Doe." And that was it. I wondered 1) why ddi she stop spelling her name out for me (which was actually much longer than my example though I knew how to spell it anyway), and 2) why give me her last name as an example of the first letter?

Then when she was giving me her address information, she felt the need to spell out the street she lived on... which was POST... I had it already typed out before I heard her pronounce the T and just waited as she spelled it out for me.

When I got to the email portion, she said in a cute little whisper, "My husband doesn't like to give it out." I told her I would try to sign them up without it although it's good to have just in case. After I filled everything in, it told me I was missing information (email and password stuff). I created a password for them since they're always going to call in to place an order, so I told her...

Me: Shirley, looks like I need an email address.
Shirley: You do? Okay. Let me go get Herman. [holds phone away from her face] HERMAN! [comes back to the phone] I'm going to tell him to give you his email, but don't try to talk to him. He won't be able to hear you. [holds phone away again] HERMAN! [from away from the phone] HERMAN!
Herman; [in the distance] WHAT?!
Shirley: The lady needs your email number.
Herman: EH?!
Shirley: The lady needs your email number.
Herman: She needs my email?
Shirley: Yes.
Herman: [mumbling to himself]
Shirley: Just give her your email number.
Herman: [eventually gets on the phone] Hello?!
Me: Hello.
Herman: She says you need my email.
Me: Yes.
Herman: Okay. Let me go to my office. It's in there. [shuffles off to office with phone] I'm still here. I'm just old and slow.
Me: [stifling a laugh] Okay.
Herman: [gets to office] Okay. You ready?
Me: I'm ready. 
Herman: [gives me email address] You get that?
Me: [repeats email] Yes, Herman, I got it.
Herman: Okay. Thank you. Bye bye. [hangs up]

At this point, I let loose my giggles before I called back, but I got a busy signal. A few minutes later, the phone rang, I answered, and after I said the name of the company, my name, and 'How can I help you?", I hear Shirley say next, "He did hang up," and sigh. She made cute little comments like "That's my Herman," etc, and then we finished setting up her account. She gave me her credit card information, and I sent her out a catalog.

The entire experience, although longer than it should have lasted, was adorable and entertaining and definitely brightened my mood.

Today, the wonderful Jess F picked me up to take me to my chiropractor appointment. As we drove off from my house, a co-worker of mine texted me to ask if I was coming in today. I said I was though not until 10am, and I was on my way to the chiropractor. She was running late and was supposed to open this morning at 7am (and had no car). I gave her Addie F's number (who was coming in at 9am) and suggested a way she could get Marla A's number. After my appointment, Jess took me to work. I got here around 8:30am, but as I neared the door, I thought, "Is anyone here?" Walking through dispatch, I saw customer service was empty, so I clocked in to help out until others showed up. I called Caroline and left her a message. Addie came in at 9am and Caroline made it in shortly after that. When Wes showed up, I let him know what happened this morning, and he said that I could leave around 5:30pm if I wanted although our boss would most likely approve the OT if I wanted to stay until my original time of 7pm. As tempting as OT is, I'm tired so I think I'll just head home and pass out.

Trying to figure out car situations for the weekend. I have a "going away" party to attend for Novim S as well as trying to fit in actual car shopping since I received my (property damage) settlement check in the mail yesterday. I have a car for the month of April to use until I actually get a car, but it's a matter of finding a reliable, dependable car before the end of the month is the thing. Also not sure if I'm getting any money back from my taxes due to the major frak up from last year. I'm sure the amount that I sent in will be frakked this year either the amount owed from last year deducted from this year's refund or (worst case scenario) I get nothing at all.

Woo hoo! Fun! (<===sarcasm)

Stupid cough still hasn't gone away, but (I think) it's getting better. The right side of my chest is a little achey when I cough too hard, and I'm almost out of Robitussin DM. It's gone from dry to wet to dry again... so I think it's going to go away for good soon. (Damn you sinuses. Why do you have to be so dificult?)

My mom is sending me a package. It's already been confirmed many times that my mother is terrible at keeping a secret. Granted the pic that my brother made of me and my niece - a photoshopped pic of me and my niece, both of us at Christmas when we were two years old (I think) - but my mom was also (in front of me) asking my brother, "Did you do the thing with the thing?" You know... that kind of obvious sly talk? When I finally opened the envelope and saw the pic, I was so touched I started to cry a little, and my mom said, "See! You like it, huh?" and all kinds of happy that her idea was so awesome. In any case, my mom now is keen on sending me little packages. She sent one a couple weeks ago with some gloves I let her borrow and left at her place as well as a couple blouses and some spending cash. (Gotta love parents and their care packages.) In any case, she called twice while I was at work Wednesday and left messages both times (which is odd for her since she doesn't like leaving messages). She sounded really excited each message even saying she was "really excited" because she was sending me something. So then I called her back when I got off work and was walking to the lightrail. Then she called me yesterday on my day off and kept trying to hint at what she got me. (She eventually told me.)

I'm cool with my mom getting me clothes now since back in the day she would buy me things that were not my tastes... more hers... or what she would like to see me in regardless if it actually looked good on me or not. It took MANY YEARS for my mother to start buying me clothes that were actually close to my taste or things that I liked.

Now she's doing it with slightly pricey things.

Let me start off by saying I'm not a name brand person at all. I'm all about buying the generic or shopping at thrift stores or wearing off brands that you would find at the likes of Kmart, WalMart, Kohl's or even Montgomery Ward or Mervyn's back in the day. My mother, on the other hand, LOVES name brands. She will always show off her purse to me (again, in that obvious sly way) and point out that it's Liz Claiborne or whatever. Me? I'm picky about my purses. I don't need them to be too big - they just need to be big enough to fit my wallet, keys, gum, compact, lip balm, a pen or two and maybe a notebook and/or a paperback book. I don't like velcro or magnets. I have certain issues with the length of a strap of a shoulder bag.

Yeah. I'm picky. Also I'm a tomboy and not into collecting a billion purses, shoes, etc.

I would spend FOREVER going through purses at Target or wherever looking for something that fit my needs and didn't annoy the frak out of me. But those were reasonably inexpensive but also died quicker than i would like leaving me to go hunting all over again. So I thought maybe if I invested a little more moola into a better made bag, I would have it longer and not have to buy replacement bags so often. I had gone to the COACH store in the mall and looked at various bags and found a couple that I thought were cute, but only one that I liked and fit my personal aesthetic specs. Then I went to the COACH OUTLET STORE and couldn't find anything there that I truly liked.

And I made the mistake of mentioning my COACH browsing to my mother. I think all she heard was COACH and thought "My daughter wants a COACH bag. YAY!" So she bought me one. It's nice, but not the one I had been looking at in the store. Also it doesn't sit upright when I set it down. She'd said that if we found one that I liked, that we'd get it, and she'd take the other one.

So she's sending me another purse... and some other stuff. I told her that although I love the gesture, I'm really picky with my purses so I wish she wouldn't buy them for me without me or consulting me first. Blouses are one thing since my mom finds greats sales, etc, so that's nothing. It's easy to take it someplace and exchange it or whatever. But a purse? A COACH purse? Yeah. I'd rather get it right the first time. So she said that she still had the receipt if I wanted to return it so we'll see. She sent it for delivery today so it should be there when I get home today.

I hope I like it.

In other news, Jimbo agreed to go car shopping with me this weekend. There's a plan for shopping and looking at a few cars at least on Sunday and then go to their place for nom noms and GAME OF THRONES!!!

Okay, I've babbled on long enough. My plan for when I get home is to just pass the frak out, but who knows. Maybe I'll write something.

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae

PS... Have an awesome Easter/Bunny/Sunday/GameOfThronesSeasonThreeStartsDay. And if you want, you can send me an Easter basket filled with Peeps, Cadbury Eggs and other assorted goodies. (*sigh* How I miss getting Easter baskets. And they never seem to have any turtle ones. *pout*)

Still Not Well But Getting There...

I'm not feeling very well.

-Governor Odious (after being stabbed) in the movie "The Fall"

I feel like crap.

Yesterday I worked at 1:30pm, and I had this sinus... pressure... neck... whatever thing. It started on the left side of my head and my nose and then just frakkin spread like wildfire. By the end of the night, I felt like I was going to vomit. (Yeah, it was one of those pains.) I stopped by the store to grab some stuff that I'd need for this morning, and by the time I got out of the store, I was searching for a place to privately yak.

Cuz the last thing you want is to be making horrendous death noises where everyone can hear and see you.

I pulled over in a neighborhood near the store and found a nice shady place to pull over and get some air. After a while, I felt better to drive. I just flushed my face with cold A/C (courtesy of Kathy W lending me her car again while she's out of town for the weekend). I almost hurled in the bushes after I parked at home. Then I made my way down the hall to my room, changed into my jammies, set my alarm and passed the frak out!

Woke up this morning feeling better (<=== notice the italics). I made it to the office and things started to get a little... icky. I used my brand new nose sniffer (aka nasal decongestant spray), and it made me feel a little better. I made myself a bagel with some peanut butter type spread I recently bought that is yummy. Before lunch, I was wavering between okay to my head aching.

In other news (aka no real writing been done), I've been tooling around with an idea but just have had no time to really play with it. I've either been working, driving, running errands or sleeping off death crap and hoping not to hurl. (I hate puking. I really do.)

Aside from being sick at work last night, I got my hair straightened Saturday night, and a few people have seen it so far and have nothing but nice things to say. Today one of my coworkers - Caroline P - was playing with my hair, trying to style it, etc, but the clip that I had wasn't staying. But the style looked cute, so thumbs up for that. Now it's just up in a pseudo French twist - at least that's what it looks like to me.

I got my taxes done so that's something. They got frakked up last year so I'm assuming none of my small return is coming back to me this year, but we'll see. I e-filed so we'll see what happens.

I paid some bills... so self-high-five for being an adult.

Oh yes. Cough from hell won't go back to whence it came. The thing that irks me the most is that it's not constant. I've had coughs where throughout the day I'm clearing my throat or coughing a bit, but I'm fine for long periods of time during the day and then BAM! coughing fit that leaves people to dial 9-1-... and then just wait to see if I'm gonna die. I bought some cough syrup where I take a 2-teaspoon shot every four or so hours. It tastes like ick, but I pray that it's helping. I think it is anyway.

Watched some Hulu last night as well... so that was relaxing to have while I worked. The new desk computers have three monitors as opposed to the original two so that's cool. I finished stuffing the remaining checks in envelopes, updated some emails and reports, drank lots of water, peed a lot...

Yeah. Typical day/night at the office?

I'm kind of tired right now... though I think it's the icky poo feeling from last night draining me.

Currently on my lunch hour. I have about 20min. Gonna take some more cough medicine (just in case) when I clock back in... and perhaps sneak in some writing when I get back. It's a little chill at the moment which I'm happy about so that's cool beans.

Okay, I think this post is done for the moment. Can I haz a nap now?

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae

Rain, Trains, and Aches & Pains

Sometimes I get that not-so-fresh feeling.

-Vickie from the movie "Reality Bites"

I got to walk in the rain yesterday. It was nice.

It was a little grey in the sky yesterday, and it made me happy. By the time I got out of work, it had started to drizzle. From the office, I walked past my lightrail stop to drop my settlement payment paperwork at one of the businesses dropboxes nearby. As I continued to walk, the rain got a little harder though it never turned into a torrential downpour or anything. When I eventually made it to the lightrail, I scanned my card and then sat waiting for the next train to come. I snacked on my leftover curry from lunch and managed to finish that off as the train pulled up.

It was so yummy. I think I'll order it again sometime. It was just the right kind of spicy for me.

On the way home, there was some issue with our train, and it couldn't go any further. I had my earbuds in so I didn't really hear what the frak was going on. We were about a third of the way done with our route when we all had to get up and get on the train in front of us.

Now the thing I didn't really think about until we were almost to the second-third of the route was that some of the routes over lap and run parallel with each other and then break off. The route I take runs together with another route that splits apart someplace downtown. I had happened to look at one of the maps posted above the doors of the train and noticed we were nearing the split, and I just knew that my luck put me on a train that wasn't heading to my neighborhood. Sure enough the next stop veered us left when my route would have taken us right. I got off at that stop and followed the lightrail tracks until I got to the next stop for my route.

I stood there on the platform swaying from side to side just wanting to get home. I was SO tired. I just wanted to pass the frak out.

I walked through the little downtown area of my city (which is only about several blocks long), bought myself some donuts on the way, and then went home. I watched a little Hulu and thought about writing some, but after the last episode I watched, I put the minibook away, shut the lights, curled up with my cat and passed the frak out.

My "idea" was still in my head as well as scenes I'd conjured of my fanfic where I play the new character I created. (I don't know if anyone else does this - probably not - but I usually don't write down most of my fanfic ideas. Even though I don't really write anything down, I have the story in my head so I can play out any scene I want. Usually the scenes play themselves as if to say write me, please but I'm weird about fanfic. Lately with the LEVERAGE fanfic, I've been replaying some somewhat serious, intense scenes. It's like my mind is working out how best to go about it... like numerous rough drafts before the final copy. I'll do this with my own work as well, but usually I write those ideas down.)

In any case, enough of that babble.

In other news, my neck is frakked.

X-rays came back, and there is definite bad crap going on with my neck. My chiro doc is going to start giving me exercises to do this Friday... so he'll adjust everything else EXCEPT my neck and we'll go from there. That makes me sad really since I feel better after he adjust my neck, and I usually don't feel icky until the next day or so. Yeah, this exercise thing is most likely a long-term fix, but it just makes me think of the song lyric "we gotta long way to go and a short time to get there" but for me, I want to be better now, but it just seems to be taking forever.

So I'll have neck and ankle exercises. Woo hoo. I'm (sarcastically) excited. If the exercise results are anything like the ones for my ankle, I know what to expect.

And I don't know if it's actually there or not, but I feel a divet in my shin.

You know when you feel something odd on one side of your body so you check out the same spot on the other side and if it's there, you feel relieved like "Okay, that's supposed to be there." I have that athletic tape still on my leg in that tic-tac-toe pattern, and in the middle square is the brusied part of my leg, and at one point... it seems to be concave. I think it's just me being weird with all the other aches and pains I feel. Hopefully all of this will blow over, and I will be "me" again... whoever that is cuz I think I've forgotten.

Just finished my iced Vietnamese coffee. Hopefully - if it does at all - the caffeine will kick in soon. I like to think that if I just believe - like with faeries in Peter Pan - they'll work and wake me up.

So far? Hasn't worked. *Dammit!*

Okay, lunch hour almost up so I should really get going to posting this. I assume by now you know that I haven't written anything new else I would have posted it earlier. Hopefully maybe something new will happen by the end of the week? *eyes calendar* Beginning of next?

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!
Rae