| Getting out and Being Social 2006-03-12 10:32:48 ET |
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SO....I hope to be making it out to DG anniversary tomorrow night, but I don't know if that'll happen. I haven't missed an anniversary since I started going clubbing (once by accident, lol), and I'd be very sad if I missed it. But...I have to be at work at 9:45 the next day, so clubbing monday night may not actually happen...plus, if it's raining, it'll suck balls, since I never spend much time inside on anniversary nights. If DG were still on market, it would be in the bag, cuz I could leave whenever I wanted, but since it's not, things may get a little...uhm...notgoingish.
However, regardless of what happens on Monday, I thoroughly intend to be at the Berkeley Tuesday night club. I forget the name of it, now...As-something. I keep meaning to go and remembering that I meant to go on Wed. morning when I read about what a fun night everyone had :P (HINT: Peeps should nag me).
Speaking of rain...that's what it's doing right now. I was hoping to get Ashby out for a lengthy walk today, but it doesn't seem to be in the cards. So instead I will bake her some St. Puptricks Cakes :D
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| NEWBED! YEHAW! 2006-03-07 17:03:46 ET |
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So, I got home from work, tired and hungry, and, as per usual, the first things I do involve the pet care. So I fed the cat, romped with the dog until her excitement wore off enough to go, "Oh! You're home! Good, you can take me out to pee, now." Everything is pretty routine until I glance over in the "going to the dump" spot of our trash area. Lo and behold...Someone is moving and is getting rid of their bed. FREE NEW BED! WHEEEE! It is in very good condition and doesn't smell funny or anything, so I grabbed that mofo and threw it underneath my very sad futon mattress.
For those of you who don't know, last summer, Ashby got very sick (to this day I think it's because the vet told me to feed her a greenie every single day), and she barfed and pooed all over my room. One of the two mattresses on my bed was so covered in grossness that I had to throw it away...there was no salvaging that puppy. So my one pathetic little futon mattress was doing it's best to support my back and be comfy...and let me tell ya...it weren't doin' a good job.
So after I put the new mattress on my bed underneath the old one...man...it was like sex all over my back. Ashby likes it, too, and hasn't budged since I set it up.
WHEEE!
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| Man, my feet stink... 2006-02-21 17:29:11 ET |
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This is a little scary.
In the mean time, I will be having a very german dinner...keilbasa with sourkraut, steamed potatos and onions, green salad with all kindsa goodies...and yeah.
I are hungry, but I can't start cooking, yet, because the whole idea is to eat with Waylon, and he's not off for another half an hour.
I was thinking about going to this thing tonight that's in my neck of the woods, and I mean no disrespect to anyone involved, but I've turned into a lazy old biddy, so I'm afraid I will have to be there in spirit only. I really think it's awesome that peeps be opening their own clubs and DJing and doing all this crazy fun stuff, and I wish I had the energy to go out more, but I really don't. I barely have the energy to cook dinner :P Perhaps my quitting smoking this spring coupled with a healthier diet will help me in that area...but for now...it's jammie-time.
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| Cinnamon Snaps 2006-02-17 10:50:29 ET |
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I just got done making Ashby's breakfast cookies for the next two weeks :P They are quite tasty, if I say so myself :P Oh, and Ashby likes them, too :]
It's raining. This sucks because I wanted to get out of the house today. I don't know what happened to me in Georgia, but I apparently changed a lot. Waylon says that I found something that I was looking for there, but for the life of me, I don't know what it is, although I feel it, too. If I knew, perhaps I could find it here, as well? The liklihood of that is small, however, since I found whatever it was in a week's time there, but I've lived in CA all my life, and, apparently, haven't found quite the same thing.
I find myself in a life-quandry since I got back. Not quite sure whether or not I want to continue on the path of hair...not quite sure I want to do makeup, etc. for movies, either. Just knowing that something doesn't feel right about either, anymore. This is frustrating because I've invested so much time and money into getting my license and building a clientelle, and this is the only thing I've ever seen all the way through, which gives me a tremendous sense of pride and accomplishment. I like to think I'm good at what I do, but my heart doesn't seem to be in it anymore. I just hope my boss doesn't notice this before I figure out what's going on. Oh, I wish Nes and I had remembered to go to her fortune teller. When I go back in April, I will hound her about it, lol.
One observation I've made over the last few days is that I certainly enjoy doing my "private" clients more than working in the salon. Maybe I'm just not suited for a salon environment? It may also be that they pay me better, lol. It could also be that my boss asked me to return to haircutting class once a month, which, although I'm sure he didn't mean it that way, took a stab at my confidence level. Sure, education is good and everything, and I'd love to learn whatever he has to teach, but there was something he said in there that made me feel less than adequate. Again, I know he didn't mean it that way, but I feel differently about my job all the same.
I don't know. It's always something, I guess. What else can I do, though? Half of me wants to pack up and move to Savannah...the other half is rooted here, where my parents are, a scattering of friends, and my boyfriend.
Ok, cosmos...help me out here...What should I do?
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| Funny Dawg 2006-02-14 16:46:08 ET |
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Ashby likes Peaches...not the fruit.
I just thought this was funny :]
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