Holy Calamity, Plead Insanity

All you're ever gonna be's a great bit fan-a-me.

Chaos. Just total Chaos.

I've been so very absent lately because my life is changing to the maximum degree.

Most importantly, I really need help finding a job. I've been busting my ass to find one, and have had several friends here who said they know of something and would love to help me out, but then... nothing. And i'm going a little insane here --- because i really don't want to give up and settle for something i'm not really that into (i.e. serving, sales). please help.

I think i may bury my bad attitude by disapearing into a movie theater for an entire day --- so many good movies out:

There's the obvious:
Which of course I want to see, but I'm sure is total blockbuster overkill. Still... going... to see it (in light of the recent Michael Jackson trial... Wonka and little children? Hmm...).

The destined to be funny:

Come on.. Vince... Owen... despite the messed up nose, they rock rock rock.
Plus, hottie from the Notebook, Rachel McAdams. Plus People gave it 3.5 stars/4. Gotta be somewhat decent, yeah?

The sad, "I'm dating a comic-book freak" movie:


There's this really bizarre part of me that gets into the whole comic-book movie thing. Batman, Spiderman... Who knows why --- but I like them to some degree. I can't imaginet his has much substance, but after catching the trailor, I still want to see it.

The scary-movie-of-the-summer fix:


Dark Water --- Hi. Jennifer Connely = good. Ex. Labrynth, Requium for a Dream, Beautiful Mind.
Plus, Since i just moved into a new apartment, i'm sure it's just what i need to scare the living bajeebus out of me.

I live to be scared!

But again... please help me find a job!!!!!!!

E-mail me if you know of anything! Thanks :-)

Fortune Cookie(s) Say...

"You have the ability for an executive position"

and

"You will be offered a strange lucrative opportunity"

Fortune Cookie Translation:
This bitch is getting a sweet job within the week!

And while we're on the topic of Fortune Cookies...
anyone else know their strange resemblance to the female anotomy? My aunt, cousin and i call them 'cunt cookies.' Mmm... a tasty treat.

Actually...to me... they taste identicle to waffle cones - which, as everyone knows, are the best part of an ice cream cone.

"Oh Yeah!"

So, this is what it feels like to be a mom

Exhausting.

I stayed up with Will until 3am so that Tres could get some needed rest. she never sleeps anymore. and man i'm tired. I think i have some sort of bizarre mono or iron difficiency tho, because i swear to you, i could have easily slept from friday until today without a break to wake up save to drink some water...

It's 3:33, and i'm making a wish... for someone else, because some events from late last week are now finally solidifying for me and i am extremely sad about them. sad for someone else... sad - overall. i hope, in the end... it is fixable. - or one of my favorite albums as of late is officially ruined.

suck.

anyway.

on the brighter side - i scored a new tv and a kaching-a-ching load of kitchenware today. perfect since i'm moving into a new place in just over a week. now only if a job, husband, and a crapload of cash would just drop into my lap.

...something to shoot for.

Saturday...

Guess what i did all day?



you're jealous,aren't you?

Chapter what?

I feel bad...

because if this were, in fact a book... i've put you on pause at those stars.

You know - the ones that come about 10 in a row that signal, "Hey! We're going to sit here and act like a big, dramatic pause, because the author doesn't want to fill you in until "The next morning," or "That following Tuesday..."

The stars are just up there because nothing interesting is going on during that pause. The character is sleeping... or pooping... or vacuuming his shitty apartment.

In this case, however... I believe the stars i have put up for ya'all [should you actually understand my analogy], should be replaced by six consecutive chapters in my book of life:

Chapter 7: Old Love comes to Town: and i Still feel the Freaking Same...
Chapter 8: Johnny's Office Bitch - I am.
Chapter 9: Rock-Solid Sally: Being Supportive for the MR.
Chapter 10:Speaking out of Turn: When to hold your tongue for your own best interest
Chapter 11:Eye-Rolling Galore: Dating a Musician
Chapter 12:Escape: Nurture on the Homefront

I'm in South Dakota. I think Until Tuesday or Wednesday. I am fine. I am grounded. I am just stressed out by a few other people right now. I'm so glad to crawl in to my little haven at home and disapear for a few days. But i miss writing here. Mucho. Just sitting down here for a second makes me want to write a book.

If i wrote one... would you read it?

I'm immensly fascinated by how similar everything in my life tends to go.
I've had a series of not-great relationships that never really ended, but sort of just lingered after the fact. Although it is not the case regarding my relationship now, this concept rings true with my job situation.

However, after the way i was treated today, i'm feeling pretty done with the whole ordeal (See: Chapter 8).

How about some publisher out there gives me $60,000 and i'll write you a book by the end of the month. COme on... I know you want to.