Cortigiana Onesta

Happy birthday to a new friend and darling girl who makes me smile whenever I think about her, justak!

SJW was amazing. Ah-MAA-ZING!

I went mainly so I could overcome the mental block I had created when it came to bootblacking and perhaps to come away with some ideas for improved communication and balance in our relationship.

I got that. And so much more.

I have no idea why I didn't think about meeting people before I went. But I didn't. I never even thought that I would add people to friend's lists and that these would be people that I actually consider friends. That I would share things and look forward to sharing more AND hope to see these people again. I want to go and visit other groups. I got a greater community out of this weekend, that I not only didn't expect, but never even thought about.

I don't think I delved as deep into the introspective side of me as, in retrospect, I would have liked. But I got a lot out of the weekend and just felt GOOD leaving it. Plus I have my book. I plan on reading more of the essays in it and working through the worksheets in the future.

Though not this weekend because WHOA things are busy. Two dinners at 7 on Friday, but we're only going to make one. Then hopefully we'll make the art walk in Mid-City. Then Rocky Horror! Then Saturday we have two crawfish bowls, some charity show, and...something else that I can't even remember right now. Plus a few other things that we aren't even considering making because there are only so many hours in the day and weekend.

Plus I'm currently taking a new kitten under consideration. And he's in Metairie so we'd have to travel to go pick him up. I don't know - we have to discuss. Right now I'm waiting on my man to get home and indulging in my late-night-he's-not-here vice: Murder She Wrote. I think I'm going to grab his boots and do some work on them while I indulge.

This weekend was all about kickball. We had fun, but I've come away with a finger injury. The ring finger of my left hand is either severely strained or possibly even fractured. It's swollen and there is a weird strip of discoloration across my knuckle.

Thankfully the splint we put on it today seems to have helped. You don't even realize how much you use that finger until it hurts every time you do.

Work is going okay - though very busy with some new stuff and I've been doing pretty good with my eating and working out lately. Which makes me happy. Any I enjoyed making the person I love very happy on Groundhog's day this year. Which made me very happy.

But boy - am I looking forward to the Mardi Gras holidays!!

It's been nearly two months since I've updated!! How did that happen?

So in two months I ... finished my novel, had a Christmas party, had a great Christmas vacation in Tennessee, was ready for work to start back up, had to pay a LOT more money to fix my very stupid car, worried some about our funding getting cut by the state, eaten very healthy, done lots of yoga and worked out every day in January. Two months in one sentence, how's that?

Today I had to be at work early so I actually laid out all my clothes, packed up my yoga bag, made my snack and breakfast to take to work the night before. So I work up ten minutes before I had to be out the door and then was actually out the door in ten minutes. Only to discover that my battery was dead. Great. A quick trip to auto zone and some finagling by my super awesome boyfriend and I was on my way. I was only an hour late and he was right on time, so I guess things could have gone worse, but jeez! Plus, any other day, I would have just had him take me to the office, but today I had to leave the office to go observe a presentation, so I HAD to have my car. Then this afternoon ten minutes after I left the office for this presentation, I got a phone call and discovered that the presentation wasn't happen. For the love chocolate!

It was a day of big annoyances. No travesties, but dude, not really fun stuff either.

I'm looking forward to the weekend and fun times. Hope I see some people out! ;)

I have less than 10K to do on my novel and I DON'T. WANT. TO.

I am so done with Nano. I have no idea why. I've just run out of steam. The only thing that's pushing me along right now is that I am not wasting the damn 40 thousand words I have written this month. I will combine them with ten thousand more and claim my purple bar of victory.

Even if I don't want to.

Now I'm off to do dishes so I can start working on some food for tomorrow (Yay Thanksgiving!) and then I can come back to the computer and do another few thousand words. I'm already over half way to my word goal for the day.

The past two weeks have been a whirlwind of writing and working and kickball and friends and writing and writing and writing.

I'm pretty much right on schedule with my novel, which is pretty impressive. I got fairly far behind, but caught up and got ahead on Friday when I wrote 7,500 words. Things are good. Lots to do today including the writing, so I'm off to do it!

Have a good one, darlings!!!

There was much debate as to if I was going to participate this year. Mostly because my laptop is...pretty much dead. I could pay to revive it, but I choose not to, as I would rather save for a brand new one that will be shiny and fast and not weigh over fifteen pounds. But the boyfriend says I can use his laptop, so...yay! Nano!!!

I'm very excited this year. So excited that my Nano excitement is overshadowing my Halloween excitement. But this year, I have a plan and a plot and I just can't wait to get started, but I have to...BOOO!!

A question for my readers: What's the point of severe horniness after you have ended a relationship and haven't had sex for awhile? For me there always seemed to be a point where you were crazy for sex and hated the thought of romance. But if you made it past that point without having sex, then you could go without for quite awhile. I'd like to hear other people's opinions. 6 weeks? Three months? Six months? Tell me, tell me!

I hate that phrase. I found out officially this week that I did not get the BRCC job. I was pretty sure that was what was going to happen, but it still made me a little sad to hear those words.

In other news. I am so over my uterus and whatever organ it is that produces hormones. Seriously over them. I have been up and down and all around this weekend and for no reason. Well no outside reason. I'm tired of being a giggly giddy school girl one minute, a sobbing baby the next, only to be so tired afterwards that I feel like I have mono. I just want to feel normal.

That's how I'm feeling tonight. I skipped out on kickball and am instead am watching the biggest loser and playing on the internet.

I love Jillian Michaels. I want her to train me. I really, really do.

I need to get back in control of my health. I feel like I've been making excuses. I know I've been making excuses. I need to stop. I just have to remember how.

It seems the only appropriate thing to say tonight is: GO BEAVERS!!!!

And Gustav is my cousin.

One of those is true.

Standing on the street in the wind this afternoon talking to my mom:

Moi: Yeah it's really windy, but so far, so gooooddd...
Her: What?
Moi: The neighbors across the street have tied their roof to their trees in the front yard.
Her: Well what is that going to do?
Moi: It's going to rip their roof off when the trees blow over.

After closer inspection I realized that they actually tied a tarp to the trees to keep the tarp from blowing away. Which is more sensible than I first thought. Although if the trees blow away, so does tarp. I do wonder if maybe just some stakes driven into the ground would have been a safer bet.

We got back Thursday from Atlanta. And we had power!! The delight of that was enough for me to forget all the very annoying things I dealt with at the airport. (Namely getting scapled by the airline and parking for more money. Bastards.)

We called and offered up our AC and lights to many people, but few took us up on them. The past few days have been spent unpacking a few more boxes and working on the Burban. We got cable about midnight last night. I've got to get to the laundry today and hopefully finish up the kitchen/bedroom.

And hold my breath in regards to Ike.

Dragon*Con details and pics will come later.

Call or text us if you need anything!

I'm going to be in NOLA with no real plans tomorrow from around 5 until 9:30ish. Maybe later. I'm open to suggestions for plans if anyone who lives there or who will happen to be there wants to hang out.

I want to do a the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly post about my weekend, a la archers_elegant, but my love just landed safely in Texas and has called to tell me I must go to bed.

So I'll get on that post tomorrow.

I can't believe we're on the downward slide of July. Things are going to be busy, busy, busy. Moving next month, so there is lots of packing to do. Then shortly after the move there will be Dragon*Con! Whoot! I'm excited. It will be good to see peoples and to play for a few days. And wear a lot of corsets.

I'm not overwhelmed...but I think I'm pretty much at "whelmed."

...or anyone else who likes to carry their cellphone in their clevage. Be sure that when you are using the girls as your cell phone carrying case they don't get too "dewy" as the ladies of the old South say. Because it is possible that your phone will get wet and short out.

Oh yes. I have killed my phone with my boobs. Of course considering the condition of said phone, it might could be seen as an act of mercy. I saved it from its slow death, albeit in a very Dr. Kovarkian fashion.

I've currently placed the SIM card in my rarely used (or NEVER used) work cell and plan on getting a new one sometime this weekend. And it shall be purple and shall be my pretty.

And it shall also be a Baton Rouge number. Why does that seem more permanent than a LA driver's license?

I have an OKcupid account. I hadn't updated it in over a year - and I can't remember the last time I even looked at it before yesterday. When I was new here I used it regularly and I had some fun online conversations and even met a few people who I still talk to.

It provided some entertainment. But it certainly provided some annoyances as well. Yesterday I received an email that prompted me to actually log into the account for a moment. A new quiz or something, I don't even remember. And then this morning I received an email saying that I had a new message from someone. Well ladida! I forgot that when searching for matches on there they are generally listed with people with most recent log-ins first.

So I'm a curious person, so I couldn't help but go look at this message. My eyebrows lifted when I saw the subject line: a feminist, eh?

The message itself was short and sweet: i would probably remove that if i were you. some guys may be turned off. you sound interesting besides that though.

My eyes rolled back into my head. The scathing replies ricocheted around in my head, my fingers were just itching to type them. But I refrained. I mean why should I? I don't care about this guy. I did update my profile though so I am no longer listed as single and looking. But still listed as a feminist.

Damn it, people like that just piss me off, period. I am person who believes that an individual's talents and intelligence cannot be based off of what is between their legs. I believe strongly in a woman's right to choose. And I hate glass ceilings and unfair pay scales. I feel the gender stereotypes are nothing but social constructs and that people should be able to do what they want, wear what the want, BE what they want.

That's my own personal definition of who I am as a feminist. And I'm not ashamed of that. And I wouldn't take it off a damn dating profile even if I was single again. Because any guy who is turned off by that word enough to send messages like that or to not respond to an otherwise interesting profile...screw him. Because I certainly don't want to.

One of my friends had a nasty break up with her boyfriend. At a very bad time in her life. (Though I'm not sure if there's a good time to break up with the person you love.) And it's stressing me out. I hate to see her hurting this much. And she's not eating, losing weight, not sure where she's going to live in a month, and hasn't made arrangements for her thesis and is questioning even finishing her degree. I'm worried. And I feel like I can't help at all because I'm a day's drive away. But then I also know that being there probably wouldn't make me that much more helpful. I know that in reality there is nothing I can do to make it better. No magic phrase or action. Nothing. And she knows that too. Knows that it's just going to take time. But the tone of voice when she says it...worries. Worries about my friend who I love.

Things in my life are going well. I cleared staying here for a couple of extra weeks with my landlady today. So that's all good. And I'm packing boxes already.

I'm officially a reference librarian now. Though things haven't changed yet, since I'm finishing up my Environmental librarian stuff. I started my 401k and my raise kicks in next pay period.

I'm really looking forward to the long weekend though. Taking advantage of the pool while I have it and some extra time to pack and sleep. And going to a baby shower...damn, I need to finish that crochet project.

CA is on her way here and we're going to meet another friend and go shopping, and watch Sex and the City Movie, and have dinner and something fabulous for dessert.

I'm excited!! I haven't had a girlie day in awhile, so it should be good. And I haven't spent nearly enough time with either of these two ladies in way too long.

Plus I'll be spending the 4th by my pool with another of my favorite ladies next week. I'm looking forward to it!

I'm also looking forward to the move and all the stuff we're going to be able to do in the new place. I am NOT looking forward to packing. But I'm hoping to get some stuff done tomorrow. Lot's to do...and it's all gonna be good!!

It's nearly ten at night and I'm not tired at all. That's what happens when you take a three hour nap in the afternoon. I am also wired in my own special antsy way. My skinny-dipping mood. Or close to it. Happens often when I'm alone. And also when I realize we left the house ONCE in a 48 hour period. I love me a lazy weekend but sometimes - it bites me in the ass. Mostly because I should probably get to bed in the next hour and ... it's unlikely that I will. Oh well. It was worth it.

Finished Fray tonight. Very awesome. I'm eager for more from that world. I hear it will happen, but not for awhile. I need to read more of the Buffyverse comics, seems like there's a lot more that I was unaware of. I'm a bad fangirl.

I'm going through a bad spot with my healthy eating again. And working out. Which is highly annoying. I know what I need to do. I know that I can do it, as I've done it before, yet I find myself eating what I shouldn't, making excuses not to get to the gym or even to get out for a walk. And I'm completely aware of it the whole time. So annoying. I'm not sure where my motivation went, but damn it, I want it back.

I want to go and do something wild. I want to crawl into my bed and cuddle with my man. And I don't get to do either tonight. Pout, pout.

I should do some ironing...

I should write something of interest for once! :P