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| I am in a weird mood. I don't know if all of you know this or not, but I'm writing a book. I've been seriously working on it for the last year or so, and now I am getting dangerously close to finishing it. The problem is that as I am coming to a close on something that I have loved (and hated at times) working on, I am starting to wonder if what I've been saying is what I really want to say. Its all very confusing in my head and now I'm not sure at all about anything. I still love it, but I am just not sure if it is what I want it to be and I'm not really sure what to do about it. I picked up a book today that I thought would be extremely relavent to my situation and could possibly help me muddle through these thoughts I've been having. Its called Spunk & Bite: A Writer's Guide to Bold, Contemporary Style by Arthur Plotnik. Reading it has been amazing, and has given me amazing ideas, but now the problem is that I want to rework half my damn book, which I know is not something that I should rush head first into doing. I don't want to rewrite half of it and then realize that I have destroyed my original love in an attempt to make it even more 'edgy' than it already is. Blah. Grrr. Thats what I say to all this. I need another bookcase. I need space to put another bookcase in my life. I need my piano. I NEED IT! Thank god its being delivered next week. I've been going crazy without it. Man, I did a lot today too. lol. I: had lunch with my roommate; went to the bookstore; sat on the floor surrounded by books and was happy; took my dog for a walk; talked to my boyfriend twice (yay!); took a bath; finished and started a book; cleaned my kitchen; took out the trash; cleaned out my car (which was still a mess after all the crazy holiday travels); went to Target, Wal-Mart, and Best Buy; put together a cabinet for my bathroom; painted two scrolls; made dinner; and did laundry. Now I am writing this because I cannot sleep and I just felt like spilling some of the millions of thoughts running through my head out somewhere. I have this stupid anxiety issue and its kinda bad tonight. Its like I just cannot stop running. I will go for days without sleeping because I cannot just shut myself off. It was terrible from about July of '06 til April of '07, but its been much better for the last six or seven months. Now I feel like it is coming back with a vengence. For the last month I've had a hard time sleeping and now I am starting to get stressed about it with school coming up. Grr. Oh well. I hope everyone is sleeping soundly while I'm ranting all crazy like. | | |
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| To say the freaking least. It was one of those day chalk full of good stuff and bad stuff and now I can't seem to sleep. Oh well.
So, let me rewind for a bit and talk about last week. Last week was fantastic, except for one thing. My first real dental anything was on Monday. I had my upper wisdom tooth removed on the left side. That sucked. Seriously. I've never had a cavity, no dental work so to speak at all, so having a tooth torn from my skull was none to appealing. The shots in the gum hurt. The actual tooth removal didn't but it was a little odd feeling the dentist root around and chisel at my tooth and then just stick his fingers into my mouth and pull it out. No fancy tool, just two fingers and a chisel. Fun times. It was pretty sore for the first couple of days and then I was fine.
That was the bad, the good was that I had an entire week off work and was able to spend Sun-Thurs with Nick. That was awesome. He took great care of me while I was mopey about my tooth. Tues night we had one of the best dates ever. We both dressed nice (I looked hot, I was so happy) and went out to an awesome dinner at Zio's and then saw the midnight sneak preview of Hitman. It was pretty good. Good action, not so great plot, but I'm happy we went. We went to my dad's for Thanksgiving which was nice, and then I sadly had to take Nick home. I'm so happy I got to spend time with him though. I'm starting to really not like this whole not-sleeping-next-to-him-every-night thing. I can't wait to move in together. It is starting to look like the date of our move in might be in Feb instead of Aug. I'm not too upset about it either, but I'll elaborate more on that in a min.
Now, on to the events of today. Today I met with a transfer advisor at UCO in hopes of being accepted there to finish up my degree. I am happy to report that I was accepted and will be starting classes in January. YAY!!! Taking a semester off really made me want to go back. I can't wait to start class again. So all morning was just great things, getting set up at the school and hanging with my puppy at my mom's house (where I stayed all weekend and not at my apartment).
So far, so good. When I get home I notice that my front door looks a little odd and there is a hot pink piece of paper attached to the doorframe. I walk up to the door and realize that the doorhandle has been ripped out and the door is slightly ajar. I know that it was probably not the smartest thing in the world, but I walk in expecting to see all my stuff gone and every in disarray. Nothing is gone. No one is there and none of my stuff has been taken. At least as far as I've been able to find. So I spent an hour or so with the police, but there isn't really anything they can do. They are going to patrol the neighborhood for the night but that is about it. I feel so safe. The maintenance guy came and replaced the doorhandle, but was unable to fix my broken heater, so it is now 35 degrees in my apt. Woooo. On top of all of this, the pink piece of paper I found was an eviction notice saying that we owed the apt complex money. This is the first I've heard of any of this and my bank account shows the cashed check for Nov. I have no idea what we could owe them for, so I get to find out tomorrow. Woooo again. I'm starting to really not like this apt complex and am seriously wanting to not renew my lease. They have jerked us around the whole time we've been here over stupid things and I am just ready to be with Nick in a house. I can't wait.
Ok, novel over. As class beginning approaches, prepare yourself for the rambling, ranting, barely coherent writings of the mal-nourished, sleep-deprived girly that I am sure to become again. I can't wait!! | | |
| ...everyone to know that I am pretty damn happy. Things in life are just going great. I have a great job that I really enjoy and will be able to keep working at part time when I go back to school in the spring. Nick is amazing. He came dowh to visit me last weekend and it was soooo nice. I love him. I know that we have had our rough patches, but he is great and we are happy. We are planning on moving in to a house together this summer. I know it seems kind of far away, but it gives us plenty of time for Nick to find a job down here and get enrolled in school, and for me to not be in the middle of a semester when we're moving. I am so excited though!
So it looks like I'm going to be the next Minister of Arts & Sciences for Wiesenfeuer. I can't wait. Its going to be a lot of fun. Seems that also, Keiron and I are probably going to autocrat the next Wiesenfeuer Baronial. Scary!! My first office and running my first event. It should be cool though.
I am a little sad that I won't be able to go to BAM this weekend.  . I really really really want to go, but its my only weekend off for a while and I have to go to Dallas to see Astrid, my psudo-grandma. She's been wanting me to come visit for a long time and I've not been able to and this is a good weekend when she is not out of the country and I am off. So even though I cannot go to BAM, I get to go shopping all day and have fun. So that will be good. Good luck to everyone fighting in Crown though!!!!!
Well, I think thats it for now, I'll probably update more later in the week. | | |
| ...was fan-freaking-tastic. I am just now getting home and I am still feeling the warm-y goodness of a truly good event. Everything was awesome. Brom and Audrella are going to be great B&Bs. Gillian is going to be a Pelican! (about damn time). I won the beginner's A&S with my first A&S entry ever, and my father was there to see it. I got to spend some time with my amazing boyfriend who I love. I am so happy that he is in my life. My apprentice brother received his Iris. I spent time with my Wolfie family and friends I don't get to see often, which was awesome. All in all, a great event.
Now, there is something else that I feel I need to get off my chest before I explode. I am so undeniably, crazily, ridiculously proud to call Finn Kelley (or Fred Ross he he) my father. He is, to this day, the most eloquent, talented, warm-hearted man I know. He made me cry Sat night with his oath of fealty and it reaffirmed my pride in being his daughter (not that it really needed it). I know that there are many who call him relic, or dinosaur, but I will always see him as a Knight, a Laurel, a Lion, a King. The amazing man that he is has not diminished even in the slightest over the years. I am humbled by him on many occasions and knowing that he is proud of me, of the woman I have become, makes me happier than any could possibly imagine.
Whew. I feel better. I hope everyone else had as great a time as I did! | | |
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