September 25, 2009

The Discovery of Lack of Time

Time, time, TIME!

Where do you go? Blarg. I’ve become a blog junkie as of late and I want to know HOW THESE GIRLS DO ALL THESE THINGS!!!!! Their photos, their stories, how the hell do they have time to write them and take the photos? Do they have a job? How????????? I feel like my head is full of sand. I want to get back into drawing or take more photos but when I get home the only thing I can think of is how comforting the bed is.


It could have something to do with the fact that we are STILL not settled into our new abode. And no, I shan’t post pictures till every last box has been banished from our living space.

Speaking of boxes.

My mother (who has discovered my blog….) sent Stu and I 26 boxes of stuff. Yes, 26. What is this “stuff”: toilet paper, canned foods, placemats, pine-sol, garbage bags, candles, flashlights, etc - the very definition of stuff. Have I mentioned that I’ve lived in San Francisco for 5 years? Now, I am in no way ungrateful… it’s just… we were almost done unpacking before all these boxes arrived. Also, if there is a zombie invasion you are all invited to my pad as I have enough canned food to last over a year and since we’re on a hill, picking zombies off from our balcony will be easy.

So, back to my whine. These blogs:
make me restless and craving adventure. I want to find my creative streak again and sew it to my toes like Wendy sewed Peter’s shadow so it never escaped again. I also want to try selling some of my drawings.

*shuffles feet nervously*

I haven’t really showed anyone what I draw and I still haven’t found a good medium to produce it on but I really, really want to try.

I’ve been getting really in to photography lately (not just for my class) and am going to start saving up for an SLR. It’s funny because when I told everyone that I was taking a photography class, most people encouraged me by saying that I had a really good eye for it. My mother even sent me a pic I took of the ocean (while in Florida) when I was about 13 that she framed. I’ll post my assignment pictures on here eventually.

*twiddles thumbs*

As I said, time is of the lost category for me right now. One thing I have noticed while taking photography class is that I really, really, really disliked learning the “technicalities” as I go by how it looks and what I WANT it to look like. In my last class the teacher gave us a situation where you had to measure the light balance and then from that reading figure out what the best shutter time and aperture stop would work best. How can you answer that? What if you want it under-exposed or over-exposed? How can you judge without taking a picture? I’d rather go on what I feel. I dunno… art in general is so hard to teach because everyone approaches a subject a different way and while 100 people could be looking at the same thing, they’ll interpret it their own way through their own medium.


Methinks it’s time to find my self discipline. Honestly, I think it’s at a bar some where downing whiskey and cursing my ability to overpower it.

*sigh again*

September 22, 2009

The Discovery of the Swine Flu

Yes, I contracted h1n1 flu aka the dreaded Swine Flu.

Who has the best luck in the world? *points to self*

Obviously I’m alive so the panic the press instilled in to most of America was just hype (the press over dramatize something??? NOOO NEVER!). Honestly it wasn’t that bad. It was kind of like the normal flu only without the vomiting from both mouth and bum (thank god). The only difference was that I got the worst chills I’ve ever had in my life. My teeth were chattering so hard that I thought I’d break one. The only major concern was my breathing. I have mild asthma and need an inhaler from time to time and the swine flu has been deadly to those with lung problems due to the fact that it actually attacks the lungs the hardest. I had to get my inhaler again and am still using it.


Another not so nice thing was that I was ALWAYS tired. and had a bit of a fever. I was sleeping 14+ hours a day and still felt like a zombie. I was off work and school for 10 days which would have been nice had I the energy to do ANYTHING. The first time I left the house was to get a new wireless router because we had an old one that had given up on life. That trip seemed very long to me, and very, very, slow and more than a few puffs were needed to walk up the “omfg this is a steep hill” by my house.

Another kick to the crotch from lady luck was the fact that my boyfriend, whom I was the ONLY one in contact with while sick, DIDN'T EVEN GET IT!!!! I know that is a GOOD thing but COME ON! He got the regular flu but not the "special flu". Fuck you immune system, fuck you.

I feel loads better now but the exhausting is lingering. The positive side to all this is that I think I repaid some of my sleeping debt as the bags under my eyes have dissipated a bit.

Speaking of medical maladies, I have to get a mole removed this Thursday. Le meh. I’ve had one removed before and had to get like 7 stitches because it was so large and they were worried that it was cancerous so they took a fuck ton of skin with it. But I lucked out and no cancer was found. WOOT! This mole is a bit of a concern as it went through the “OMG THIS SHOULD BE LOOKED AT” stages in less than a week.

Once again, Meh.

But because I have the bestest boyfriend in the world, he’s going to take me to Fentons after the procedure so that I can drool all over delicious ice cream. WOOT!

So yeah! The M.I.A time will hopefully lessen and I will share the many discoveries that I have made as of late!

Also, here are a few lolercat picture to make up for the lameness of this post:

These photos belong to Lolcats.

September 4, 2009

The Discovery of the Social Stigma attached to “Being in a Relationship”

K, so I know that I haven’t updated in awhile but life has been a bit nuts. Let me explain for those that read this and don’t know me:

1. I met a boy whom I liked very much and we started dating in May.
2. Things clicked so well that we jokingly said we should move in together as both of our living situations were becoming a bit stressful.
3. We moved in together in August.
4. We have been super broke so going out wasn’t really an option and inviting people to our house was kind of a no because we intermittently had a table and chairs and we don’t have a couch soooooo yeah.
5. I started school again and am taking photography and loving it. We meet twice a week.
6. Something may be wrong with my body as I am tired all the time and suddenly unable to consume alcohol a majority of the time. I be getting tests done. The Doctors are 70% sure that it’s NOT my medication as I’ve been on it for almost a year now and this has never happened.
7. Now that I’m on ADD meds I can actually concentrate at work and am attempting to make up for my YEARS of incompetence. *A note about my job* I have a job that can be considered a “career” so it requires a lot of concentration and time. I say “Career” because I never went to school for it and I honestly created the job myself. It didn’t exist until I started working there.
8. Le boy and I have had to make multiple trips to goodwill to drop off stuff that we don’t need and we’ve made a tip to the dump (which was interesting as we got lost…) which is pretty much an all day thing because we have to load it up, drive, unload it, drop the car off, walk up a huge fucking hill to get home and try not to collapse…
9. I had a HUGE event for work in August that kept me at work till 8 almost every night and we’re still recovering from it and need to start setting up for next years big event.

Ok, now to get to the nitty gritty. I was unaware of how different people act towards you when you are in a relationship and automatically assume that your lack of presence at certain events is because you are in a relationship. A lot of my friends stopped inviting me out or complained that they never saw me EVEN THOUGH I made an effort to see them at least twice a week. I am still me. I am still a separate person. I can go out alone. I can still help my single friends by being a “wingman”. I am still only a phone call away for those who need me. I am still me. Just because I now have a boyfriend doesn’t mean that will never leave my house without him or never leave my house in general.

To be honest it kind of hurts. Fuck it, to be honest it REALLY hurts. Yes I am aware that I haven’t been going to the bar every night but that’s because of the reasons above but please still invite me out. I may be able to! I hear about all these dinners and nights out and when I ask why I wasn’t invited the reply usually is “Oh, I didn’t think you’d come.” Ok, can we all agree that NO ONE CAN ATTEND EVERY EVENT THEY ARE INVITED TO? What’s even more frustrating is when I try and invite people to stuff I’m going to they’re not interested…. then DON’T SAY THAT YOU NEVER SEE ME!


I am aware that this is a rant but I’m just so tired of being excluded while being told that I never come out. I’m sorry but my body is being weird and I just moved so we’re still sorting through things. We’ve been broke as shit so even if we wanted to go out sometimes it hasn’t been an option.

Tomorrow we’re going to ikea to get a table, chairs, a couch, a dresser, a desk, a bookshelf, and a few other necessities so expect invites for dinner and a movie.

I’m sorry I’ve been absent, but I promise it’s not just cause I’m with a boy!!! And also life happens yo! Le monies suck!

So there.