I Am...

...now officially a Certified Home Stager, not to be confused with being certifiable...which I have been for years. Not sure that I will actually get much business with this though, as I plan on simply doing this by word of mouth.

In other news. It's starting to cool off a bit here, and my hands are already getting crusty. I'm pretty sure you all wanted to hear that too. But what with typing and all, I notice it quite a bit more. Time to go apply some lotion, clean, and work.
Also, food for thought. I'm thinking of going as the ring leader master of the freak show for Halloween. It was originally supposed to be a regular old ringmaster.



But then I realized...oh wait my thighs already look like that IRL, maybe I should nix the riding pants? So I decided to rework this vest thingy that I'd bought a while ago with the intention of altering anyway.




Guess I should have done before & afters. But the before was only the vest, no extra frills or anything (ie the back laces.) In any event the more I was trying to plan my outfit around what I already have in my possession, the more I realized how dark it was going to look. I guess that begs the Q of how to do the make-up without becoming completely dark. I have to do the trial run, sometime this week as the dance is on Flyday. Which reminds me as part of the planning committee I've got a million and one things to do before now and then. ACK!

Total.Nightmare.

OK so last night I had a dream or night mare really, that some how I had come to visit someone at my former sandbox place of employment, and had gotten suckered into working for them again to "help out." I'm not exactly sure how it happened, but it was awful!

My former Tyrannical Office Despot expected me to remember everything that I used to do however briefly I had done it before, and I couldn't remember at first why I had such trouble recalling things, but then I remembered. The reason was not because I'd been on vacation, but I'd been gone for over a year, and I wasn't on hiatus, but because they had fired me. The HNIC over the TOD was more unbearable than ever and the TOD was on a constant tirade and in my face about everything that I did or didn't do or could and couldn't remember. TOD was watching me work, leaning over my shoulder the whole time, just waiting for me to make a mistake...It was horrible!

Then when I had a moment's reprieve I finally started to think clearly, whereupon I had an semi-empowering realization, that if TOD came over again, I'd remind TOD that I was only doing TOD a favor and that I didn't HAVE to be there at all. Then I also realized that I had a return flight to catch, but I couldn't remember what the date was on the return ticket, and I needed internet access to find it, but of course for some reason they had had it removed, so you needed a password to get it. It was then that I decided I was just going to leave, and the dream dissipated. At which point I woke up feeling really weird. Definitely a bad experience. One I don't hope to repeat any time soon.

Wikipedia. Better Than Cliff’s Notes

So the other day I ended up spending what was supposed to be a five or ten minute stint, which turned into over two and a half hours reading wiki-style. “Wiki-style” reading involves reading an article and then opening up new pages from the hyperlinks on those pages.  I was trying to figure out if certain books, of a trashy early gothic fiction type would be “kosher” to read.  Yes.  I know.  Totally contradictory in terms, but whatevs. After several instances of telling myself that I needed to go to bed, I finally decided to listen. Whilst I was winding down the massive amount of tabs, I realized something.  I now don’t need to read any of these books since in most cases the plot summary or synopsis was sufficient to tell the tale.  So what I’m really trying to say is that I sped read about thirty books in that short time span, skipping most all of the really weird crap and just giving me the good story line which was all I wanted in the first place. Yeah.  I cheated, but at least I can say I won’t be “scared for life” by my own mental pictures. Yeah if you hadn't guessed by now that I'm completely nutso from that statement alone...I'm at a loss.

FI-Nuh-Lee

For some particular reason technology and I have a rocky relationship, hence when the new computer arrived it would not connect to the home wireless network.  Talk about wanting to pull some hair out, and not being able to get much else done.  That being said, I have two more papers to write and two more tests, plus finals, and the semester will be over!!!! Wahoo!

Contrary to Popular Belief

I am NOT dead. Just very busy with school at this point.
Three tests
Homework
Two papers
Homework
One project
Homework
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

Did I mention that was just the list for this week?

There are quite a few things I'm sure I need to share, but at present I lack the functioning mental capacity to recall what it is.

This Is Me...Sharing the Smarts

As promised I have some new blogifiable gems or nuggets if you will that I have collected from my time in school. My Anat & Phys lab class is proving to be quite the fountain of obsurd sayings.

For example a few weeks ago we took a field trip to Chemistry town...except we didn't get off the bus. That's one of the first official drive by field trips I have ever taken. I have a feeling that it will be the first of many. During said field trip, I learned what the most "ghettofied" (his term, not mine) definition of chemistry is, hooking up.

I did learn that sand attracts lightning, which would explain this


The person who teaches my lab is not the same instructor for the class. Let me clarify that point right now.

This past Tuesday I learned the difference between Samiches and Sandwiches.

Sandwiches- What you get at Subway.
Samiches- What you make at home.

One of the last pieces of advice that I received in class Tuesday was to ask, the next time I see a nervous person, how their buttcrack is doing.

I think this class will be the most beneficial to my social life.

Oh PS I finally figured out what the Fluid Mosaic Model really is.

D-I-V-O-R-C-E

I'm sorry, but it's over. It used to be mutually beneficial. You'd make me laugh. I'd leave a comment, we'd both walk away happy. Now when I look at you I cry a little because all I see are chores to be done and things that aren't funny anymore.

Translation. I'm just scaling back readership on a few blogs that I haven't visited in a while.

Don't worry this shouldn't affect our friendship.

Oh wait, what was that?

Yeah. I think you are right. We've never met IRL, and I can barely keep up with those friends at the moment.

I think I'll probably end up doing the occasional appearances type of thing like Santa Claus & the Easter Bunny & maybe even the Tooth Fairy.

So...


























I guess that means I'll see you at Christmas? ;)

trauma oh the trauma, oh wait or was that drama?


I love you all, but(and that's a BIG but!) school is kicking my trash. I promise I'll be up for air in a little while ;)

You Call THAT Studying?

Alrighty, so the other day, Lady happened into my room. I'm not gonna lie it's a scary hot mess. She informed me of this, and so I started to do a little more picking up to get things in a "manageable" way.

While sifting through things and rearranging, I found a nail kit which included a little handy dandy tool for fake tips. A buffer. I thought I would smooth out my nails a little bit. Big mistake. I went a little crazy and over did it. ow. Let me repeat that. OW! That's better. So in effort to give my nails a little more back up/ support/ strength/ thickness-whatever-you-want-to-call-it I painted them with a coat of clear polish.

Ever since I had my last sandbox pedi back in February. Which included no less than three colors, to make an argyle pattern, and black jewels for fun. A plain regular coat of polish, regardless of color, doesn't really cut it for me. It still looks boring. I see it as a canvas that has yet to be explored.

Thus it was that when I sat down to do my homework, it resulted in this.



I have learned a few things from this little experiment.
A. Sharpie on your nails rubs off pretty quick.
2. Wait for the Sharpie to dry BEFORE you paint another clear coat over the Sharpie layer.
D. Regardless of how dry the Sharpie drawing is it'll still bleed a little when painted over with nail polish.

Maybe I should try another brand of nail polish next time?

Lessons From Google Reader

Today I went through my reader account since they (<- read the wonderful people at blogger) decided it would be super cool to move my entire following list to the google reader, without telling. Thanks guys! Really! Way to add a little extra stress to my day.

Welp, since it all showed up together I had about 300 unread posts. What I learned from going through the Subscriptions list was that some people post way too much. 50 posts in like, a week's time? That's just a little ridiculous. I understand you want to build and keep a reader base, but honestly? Not everything you think needs to be noted on the blog for blogsterity.

Another thing I learned? I have some funny OLFs I ♥ them, and would like to read them on a more regular basis, but school is kicking my trash two tests last week and two this week with no end currently in site, and things only promising to get harder. It is a dark time my friends, at least on the blog. My mind however is a different story with all the light and knowledge coming in I just hope my brain doesn't get sunburned or fried for that matter.

I'll skip the hannibal lector(sp?) joke there, that's a little too g-ross for me.

Anatomy & Psychoticology

Today while going over an exam review I happened upon this particular question.

"What is the fluid mosaic model and how [do]* substances move across it?"

The first answer that came to mind?

The alleged process of how Picasso learned to paint. Step One: The participant imbibes beverages of an alcoholic nature. Step Two: The participant proceeds to make an attempt at painting. Step Three: The participant repeats steps one and two while dancing around the studio like a goth at a techno rave to Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon, until the desired level of inebriation is reached OR until the painting is complete....OR until the participant passes out.**



It's official I need a break from studying.

*This is another reason school is driving me crazy. My online class is the hardest one on my schedule however most if not all of the literature posted by the professor is riddled with sp?'s of the most inane nature. I'm half tempted to ask to proof and edit his material so that it makes sense. Whether I'd get extra credit or not. I don't care. Either way it would save a little piece of my sanity every time I have to work on my assignments!

**Something to keep in mind was that this so called "process" was more of a mental image rather than a truly descriptive detailed list of procedures.



AAAAAAND this is why I decided to share my recent bout of insanity with you all. Please enjoy. :D



I rest my case.

JARB

Um....I need a job. Have you seen one lying around here recently? Thanks!

More Cuckoo Than Ever

1. I just remembered that I have obligations to fulfill before this year is out.

2. Things are currently crazier than they have been in a while, and I feel there is no reprieve in sight just yet. What's worse is I can't seem to find a single place that is quiet in the whole house and there are currently only three people here. Sad but true. I need soem serious quiet room to sort out my thoughts and think. This sucks because when my thinking needs to be done in front of a computer it's usually in the same room as several other activities which are quite noisy and I can't focus. I don't want to be self-centered/overly selfish, but I seriously need to get some crap done around here before school starts! agh! dude...just call me Charlie Brown.

3. Maybe some day I'll get around to posting about my summer travels I've got a theme and everything worked out, but unfortunately it's at the end of a long list of other stuffs to get done over the next couple of weeks.

Much Needed Randomness

1. Jimmy Eat World's Chase This Light is probably my favorite album right now. If I'm not listening to it I can hear it in my mind's ear.

2. I am missing GM and Glitter. Sadly I won't be seeing them for quite a while, but I'm trying to stay busy.

3. I recently watched the film Henry Poole is Here. Definitely made me think. I thought it would be a little bit lighter than it turned out to be, but I still enjoyed it for what it was. There were also a lot of themes to be found in it.

4. As of August 1st I will no longer be horse/kid sitting. I am hoping to be able to find another jarb whilst taking the lesser number of classes this first year to keep things on the up.

5. I feel like I've got a lot on my plate right now and school hasn't even started. Summer projects can be killer.

6. I took cuttings from the flowering tree in our front yard. Today I am trying to get them planted. We'll see how that turns out.

That is all.

I Have A Conundrum

Doctorate of Pharmacy or Masters of Nursing?

Your thoughts?

We Like To Party

This is the one where you put any music playlist on shuffle for each question, blah blah blah... This is what you get because of my awesome skillz in procrastination.


IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY...
Set Adrift On Memory Bliss of You- PM Dawn

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Starry Eyed Surprise- Paul Oakenfold

WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?
What's Your Sign- Des'ree

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY
Let It Be- The Beatles

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
The Walk of Life- Dire Straits

WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO
Just Say The Word- Josh Kelley

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Over The Hills and Far Away- Led Zeppelin

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
You Say He's Just a Friend- Biz Markie

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Growing On Me- The Darkness

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT YOUR FIRST KISS?
First Time- Lifehouse

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Surrender- Cheap Trick

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Give a Little Bit- Goo Goo Dolls

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Take Me Home Tonight- Eddie Money (HAHA)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Rodeo Clowns- G. Love & Special Sauce ft. Jack Johnson

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Baby Don't Forget My Number- Milli Vanilli (Somehow I wouldn't doubt that one. HAHAHA)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Easy- The Commodores

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Lights- Journey

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Dream- Priscilla Ahn (usually it's the fear that they will come true, or at least some of the more psychotic ones.)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Hold On Loosely- .38 Special

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Good Day Sunshine- The Beatles (No lie)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Sunday Morning- Maroon 5

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
We Like To Party- Venga Boys

Some of these were dead on and some were just funny.

So, It's All Settled Then?

I've made a decision which will give my life new purpose and direction over the next few years. This decision also involves having to shed most of my worldly possessions which is kind of rough considering I bought most all of them with my own money. Since I got such good deals on the furniture items, I could probably get the money out that I put into them, but that's not the point of this post. As it would be too expensive to tote said items, they've got to go.

Strange enough the thought of having to sell these items is making me more anxious than most anything else. As I was able to unload some of my unnecessary belongings to one of my former roommates and friend, I felt lighter, and really good about giving it to someone who I know will use the stuff. I know it's all just "stuff" and can be replaced, but I'm a cheap skate with expensive taste.

Truth be told there are only two pieces of furniture with which I am semi-loathe to part. My green chair hideous beast well loved piece that it is, and my bed or more affectionately my mattress which I scored MW helped me snag for $40 at a rockin' furniture auction.

It's the first time I've ever really known what it was like to have a good new mattress. No offense intended towards the family or anyone else, but honestly there's nothing like it. Truly don't read any negativity into that statement it was just factual. my sisters can attest to this, as I think the first time they ever really had new mattresses were when/after they got married.

I've got some black wire racks on the short side if anybody wants to stop by some time this week and pick them up as well as a collapsable TV stand which I have been using as a compy desk. Come by my house and we'll see what I can hook you up with in the way of semi used furnishings...they all have to go within the next week or so. After that they will probably be found at your my local charity resale store.

Where HAVE You Been?

Can anyone name that movie?

In answer to the former question, I have been stuck in books, among other things. I’m not quite sure why I’m on this reading kick, maybe gearing up to go to school again? I knew I enjoyed reading, but this is like an obsession. Like I can’t read enough. In the past few weeks I’ve read about fifteen books, and am in the middle of five or six, and have another ten to go, and all this among trying to figure out my life’s direction for the next few years.

Sorry I’m not trying to brag about my “feats of leisure reading,” just state the facts of my current addiction. Reading is definitely a good thing, but I’ve got quite a lot to get done in these next few weeks. It’ll definitely be something of a trying time for sure. Especially since the weather feels all spring like down here in the sandbox. It’s 78 outside right now and the birds are chirping. I can almost hear the park calling my name and my stack of books to come out and play.

As my never ending to do list seems to keep growing in length I’m sure that I’ll be busy enough with out the reading, but it’s a great escape in and of itself.

In trying to find some good pictures of reading I did happen upon this particular list of facts. Definitely something to think about.

Another Nightmare on Elm Street!

Or Maybe just a bad epsiode of Night Gallery.(Name that movie) ICK!

So last night I had another semi-psychotic dream. OK so maybe my pen name isn't really that bad a descriptor but on with the story. So it was your average run of the mill dream which included some random assortment of friends from my ward and some that I just know from around the area here. I had gone camping and we were playing mini-golf in some really weirdish outdoors area, aka the woods and in some muddy area.

I was about to make the very last putt of the round and was approcimately a foot and a half away from the hole when one of said friends started commented that I was taking so long that there was no way I would miss the shot. For some reason this started others to talking. It was then that the scene started to change and the party of accompanying people did slightly as well. I found myself the same distance from the hole, but I was now in my parent's back yard. Not the new one, but the old one, with all the dead grass in it. Guess which blogger made a very brief cameo in my dream this time? People continued to chatter rudely whilst I was trying to finish up my shot which was completely distracting.

It was about then that I noticed a few spiders near the ball, so I tried to look away and wait for them to get out of the way because they weren't climging on me or my club, so I was just going to let them get out of the way. mistake#1. Mistake #2 started about two seconds after that genius decision when I was looking around to take in my surroundings a little bit more. ICK!

In doing so I noticed that there were other similar spiders and they seemed to be appearing at random but never too far from where I was or where I looked. It was really creepy and gross, so naturally I tried to run away or just get away, but they still appeared wherever I turned to try and escape their presence. It was then that I officially flipped out.


"Follow the spiders? Why can't it ever be follow the fluffy white bunny?"


I started backing away and stupid me there was something ropish looking nearby that was running across the backyard which I tried to grab on to in hopes of escaping said creature's presence, but alas...no dice. After grabbing said ropish thing which turned out to be a... power line? I'm still not even sure about that statement as it didn't shock me when I grabbed it, but then again the wire was coated and it was a dream. So after futiley reaching for an escape the only thing that happened was, another spider appearing on the rope where I was reaching, and I couldn't get away from it.

Needless to say, it was at this point I decided waking up would be highly beneficial to my mental health for the next 24 hours or so.

Lucky You!!

This came from one of my dear IRL friends Hamaker Love.

Check it out!

Lucky you!

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!

2. What I create will be just for you.

3. It'll be done this year. {might be a little while}

4. You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or maybe even some creation I haven't even invented yet (but Heaven knows it will most likely be super shiny or look like it got attacked by a bedazzler). I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!

5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!

*Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!*

The Time Has Come...

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."


OK so no not really. I've debated posting this for some time however short that time has been, but I feel I wouldn't be honest with myself or ya'll if I didn't.

Normally this is where I would interject some bit of humor, but I think I might just take Carrot's advice or at least follow her example. I lost my job about two weeks ago. In the ensuing aftermath I've had not as much time to think as one would suspect. I just kind of went into auto pilot mode and dealing with what's presently in front of me. I don't really want pity for the loss of the job, that's not what this is about. Yeah it sucks, but such is life, and I'm dealing with it. This loss was something that has kind of been in the works since August or so, well if we really want to get technical, it was May of last year, but I stuck my head in the sand so to speak, and held on to the bitter end, and bitter it was or at least slightly mangling to my hind parts.

In my searching and applying for jobs, I'm having the same problem I've always had. The stuff that sounds like I would enjoy doing and not get bored with right away excedes my present "qualifications." I know what I enjoy doing, and what I'm good at but the problem lies in reconciling the two. Yes, I understand that there is still validity in proper training for some positions (ie Doctoring, Pharmacist, etc). My biggest problem right now in job searching is the money, but I want to take steps that will lead me more in the direction of where I want to end up or at least where I think I would like ending up.

The problem is that the list of things I have ever seriously considered doing is so totally varied that I would essentially have to start from ground zero for any of them. I graduated from college almost three years ago, but the degree was in Home & Family Living. No I wasn't planning on getting the MRS degree, as most would suspect. I ended up choosing it because...because...well to be honest, I chose it because what I really wanted to do required the maintenance of a certain GPA, which at the time I wasn't entirely sure I could do, because I had definitely had my share of struggles in school. Eventually I took a class, ironically enough that wasn't part of my regular schooling, that very effectively reminded me that once upon a time I did like school and it was something that I did well in.

Because I didn't want to stay in school for another two years I took off the part of my degree that might have made me more marketable. The education certification, but at the time and even now I'm still not sure that teaching is really what I want to do.

I'm babbling here.

I also realized last week in my searching that the types of jobs I was taking were definitely not creating the type of resume that I would need to go in the direction I want to go. I'm sure that I'm not being creative enough or that I'm missing some very vital part to this whole finding a job/career path for me enigma, and maybe that's why I felt impressed to share this all with you. Who knows.

I guess my biggest problem is how does one turn a love for music, reading, and writing as well as a knack for knowing and remembering odd facts into a real job? OR better yet, what kind of job will allow me to continue to learn without necessarily having to pay to go to school all the time or at least pay me enough that I can afford to go to school on the $$?

OK now I'm thoroughly confused. I'm gonna go try to get rid of more "junk" that's stealing all of my valuable space around here.