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2009 8 January :: 12.24pm
I'm hoping the new colors will help TC get some more traffic again. The most popular color since I added the option is Blue. No real surprise to me, that's why most of my web sites are blue. At first the original Pink wasn't doing well at all. However, now I'd say that Pink is probably the second most popular color.
It's the feeling that you're falling
but there's a fine line between falling and flying.
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2009 6 January :: 11.12pm
Andy is looking for a job if anyone knows of any. Preferrably web related, or networking.. Or something. Anyone have any connections?
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It's the feeling that you're falling
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2009 6 January :: 1.51pm
oh man last night was fun.
oh man i want to get a new job.
oh man i really need to find a couch before the party.
ooohhh man i want some salmon sushi..
and some smoked salmon and cream cheese..
oh man that sounds good.
why do i love fish sooo much??
i can't wait to see my frijoles on saturday!
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2009 6 January :: 4.55am
uggghhhh i just updated and it disconnected my interwebs. grrr..
i just had the best sex ever period.....
i hope i spelt that right.
mmmmmhmmmmmmm soooooo nice my brian is working on "oh mah god idk wtf to be doing because there is too much omg good sex chemicals running around in me" mode ;3
rawwrrr merowwwww meow nyaaaaa
i can't walk. i care barely move..
god i love it.
like those violet crumbles.. mmmmmm...
sus is teh best at pleasing me. period. end of story.
good night.
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2009 5 January :: 7.50pm
Weird moment:
Turning on Bravo and seeing a guy I know at Pace speaking to Josh Brolin on Inside the Actor's Studio.
I should have went to one of the filmings last year.
Perhaps the Harry Potter kid...
Ha, no.
It's the feeling that you're falling
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2009 5 January :: 11.28am
ugggghhhh
i feel sick.
it's my mommy's birthday!
and i made her a card, but my creative juices are running on super dry and i think the card is ugly and uninspired.
my kitty hates me.
idk, i'm just really done with today.
but not in the today has been bad and i'm just done.
but in the i really don't feel like doing anything today period.
ugh..
i want to eat lotsa ramen today.
and a pretzel.
or some tater tots from sonic..
:/
food why are you so delicious!?!??
on a side note i have a few new friends. they will always be right there when i need them. hahahahaha...
i can't wait to move back to seattle. this weather sucks. like hXc..
It's the feeling that you're falling
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2009 4 January :: 3.31am
vaca
Here's my whirlwind Christmas.
And one of my uber-belated entries.
Due to my recently acquired niche in the real world (read: career) I am lacking in sufficient vacation time. Having all my family out of state, not to mention spread across the breadth of Michigan, is fairly cumbersome to someone with only one day off: Christmas. I managed to work enough overtime to take off the Friday after Christmas so I could go home. Even though Pace doesn't start up again until the end of January I felt like I was scrambling for vacation time. It's a really good thing that I adore my job otherwise I would have been Miss Scrooge over here these past few weeks. So I booked some last minute plane tickets which meant a layover, naturally. It was my first layover flying home since I moved here so I figured I shouldn't complain. What bewildered me most was that it was in North Carolina. (Out of the way much?)
So why am I bothering to tell you this part of the trip?
Because I had the most delicious nachos ever at their airport.
Yes, I took a picture of my nachos. You would have too.
It was 65 degrees there and although I haven't been back to the Carolina's since I was about 13 years old, when you could find me rollerblading along Myrtle Beach, waveboarding the (not-so-intense) Atlantic waves, and unfortunately stepping on dead jellyfish (heave), this short stint was more like
o hai
moar nachos!
kthxbye
So a few hours later I landed in Michigan and reacquainted myself with my blustery homeland. (Holy cold.) (And snow.) Since Christmas Day was more than half over, I opened gifts with my parents and spent a few hours at home before we all headed over to my aunt's for wine, cheese, and Guitar Hero.
The next day I drove to Grand Rapids to catch up with Jason's side of things and bury myself deeper in presents, food, and some much craved bunny sex. Then we gathered up the old GR gang (Chris, Stashia, Christa, Leeder, Ricci, Fras, Steven, and Steven's Baby Mama)--who were all magically in town at the same time and free that evening all at once (that never happens!). Our poor waitress was like srsly?? when we handed her Washington, California, and New York licenses. PS: God bless the price of alcohol in Michigan.
After a hefty billet at the Dungeon we headed back to Chris and Stashia's temporary establishment for more merriments. Their little boy Tryson was there and I hadn't seen him since they got married. He was so big and adorable as always. Jason and I danced with him, played with his weird block toys, and he tried to steal our Catch Phrase game all night.
Tryson finally went to bed after midnight (he's on Seattle time) and Christa broke out the Adult Mad Libs. It was hysterical and I remember laughing so hard that I no longer wished I was laughing. I forget whose turn it was but one of them caused unceasing tears to roll down my face and Jason went running for his inhaler in a flurry of hysteria. Which of course only made us laugh harder.
Then Christa passed out against the couch; we took her picture, called her cell phone (sitting in her lap) and generally acted like asses. Classy :)
Jason and I finally drove back to his mom's and we rolled into bed at 5 am. Not such a good idea when we had to drive to Detroit the next day. And I had only been in Michigan for 36 hours.
We spent my last full day in Michigan visiting my family. We watched my mom play Guitar Hero, which was quality entertainment I assure you. She totally rocked out. Head banging and all.
Somewhere in all this chaos were presents from Jason. He bought me a beautiful silver necklace that I absolutely adore--as I do the diamonds he bought me for Christmas 2006. Every time he buys me jewelry there's always an underlying connection to something in our life. The diamond ring necklace resembles our tattoos. And this year, my necklace looks just like the famous LOVE statue in NYC. He also bought me a kickass backpack so I can finally safely carry my MacBook around without worrying about conking it into oblivion somewhere in the urban jungle. The design is totally "us" and I don't think I'll ever get sick of our freaky-deaky same-paged-ness.
I love how well you know me. :-*
So 72 hours and two North Carolina trips later, I was on a plane heading back to the lab. Jason and I still have gifts to exchange. We're like Jews or something.
Thus ends my whirlwind Christmas. I've never had one quite like it. I've always been spoiled with sufficient (nay, excessive) vacation time and plenty of DeMerse / Rockwell family gatherings. But I truly feel blessed that I was able to do it at all, and have someone to do it all with..
Pour les photos des cadeaux et la boum, visitez mon Flickr:
Christmas 2008
Whew.
Next up: New Years
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2009 3 January :: 11.38pm
I've been working on TC lately. Decided I should try to tap into the traffic that it still gets, so I'm adding additional content and features to the site, and finally giving it a real layout instead of the slapped together one it has always had.
Logo is getting changed, and the tags themselves are getting changed slightly. I really like the new look of both.
Who knows what will come of any of it, but I'm hoping for a fantastic outcome. Hoping to get the new stuff rolling later in the week I guess.
It's the feeling that you're falling
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2009 3 January :: 10.01pm
I wish old plaster walls that are flaking and covered by a layer of wallpaper, and then a layer of paint.. weren't above my personal skillset. That, other than money, is the reason why the downstairs part of the building has halted.
It seems easy enough, repair the areas of plaster that are falling apart, scrape off the flaking paint, sand down the paint edges, prime with KILZ, and paint. That's my plan anyway. I guess it's just that once you get going it seems like a very large project. Scraping off paint is tedious, and I always end up scraping off A LOT more than I planned on, or probably need to. Meh.
I was down there tonight trying to be productive rather than stupid and wasting my life. Then the project got big. Part of me just wants to scrape off the VERY loose stuff, patch holes, and prime. Leave the paint edges, I think it'd kind of be cool. And hope that the paint doesn't peel off too quickly. heh.
It's the feeling that you're falling
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2009 3 January :: 9.59am
things are bad.
and i want to fix them.
but i don't understand.
and i'm terrified.
...
i don't want to say it's my fault.
and i don't want to place blame.
because it's everyone's fault and no one's fault at the same time.
i want to fix this.
and i want to succeed at something.
things were so great in the beginning...
and now it's such a mess i don't know what to think.
the worst part is i don't know what's causing it.
and i want to know.
and i want to fix it.
and kill it, so i can be happy.
and he can be happy.
i'm done killing myself.
and i'm done murdering the people i love.
i want to fix this.
i will fix this.
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2009 2 January :: 3.19pm
i know i'm updating a lot, but there's really nothing else for me to do.
i've been crying a lot lately. and it's all justified crying, there are reasons.. i have all this sad stuck in my throat. and i have nowhere to let it out.
i want it to be spring. i'm so done with all the snow and the bitter cold and the death. i just want to see the sun come out and melt all the pain out of my life. i want to go back to the way it was in seattle before all the bad happened. i want to live my whole life at the same time.. not in this bullshit linear path. i just want to put a tape in of the happy times and play it on repeat so i would never have to see the sad again.
it's beautiful out today. the sun is shining and the snow is melting. and i saw some birds out there too. i just.. i had a really bad time at new years and it was all my fault.
i want to talk about some choices i've made. they aren't life altering in any way.. just little choices that make me sit back and think.. "wtf was I thinking" and "Is that really me?" I feel like i'm a no body now. a non-entity. i'm bland and flavorless...
and i want to talk to someone about it.
but no one will understand.
and no one will be ok with everything i've done.
i've really shut myself into a cage. backed into a corner.. i'm the lemming heading to the cliff. and no one can save me..
and i want to be saved so badly.
i wish every fight wasn't my fault.
i wish for once someone would run after me when i run away.
there is nothing in the world i have ever wanted more than to be worth fighting for..
but.. i'll be ok. i'll learn to live with it. someday it won't be my fault that feelings were hurt. and when i leave crying someone will chase me and ask to wait. and hold me.
and then i can feel happy. and important.
and this is exactly the reason why i'm not romantic anymore. because i know it won't happen. and i know that romantic things don't happen. and i'd rather not disappoint myself anymore with idol thoughts of what love should be like..
who did i get so bitter? jesus.
i'm rambling. and i'm babbling. and i just want to have my brain shut up for five minutes so i can enjoy the little i have. instead of what i don't...
god this is bad.
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2009 2 January :: 2.23pm
:: Mood: alone
i want to talk about things.
but no one talks.
i want sus to talk to me about what's been going on.
but i guess i'm ust so stand offish that he won't even look at me.
i feel so alone and bad and wrong and gross.
and i just want to cry it all out..
and i want to talk to someone who will make me feel better.
or just talk to someone.
why does this have to be so hard?
why does it have to be so lonely?
i hate life.
and i hate growing up.
and i hate almost everything right now.
i want to end it.. because at least i won't realize i'm alone when i'm dead..
if only people didn't love me.
god this is hard.
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