My Kid, She's funny

Current mood: amused

so hodie and i were talking about my tattoo next week

and she was all... "i know why they dont let kids get tattoos"
(me)"cause they'd get something stupid?"
(she) "well yeah, that, but also cause they are like the worst pain ever"

(me) "i've had worse pain..."

(she)"what kind? i mean besides emotional"

hahahahahahaha
she knows me so well

The Return of the Internets

when certain things go missing from your life, you realize their true place in your heart.

it's been like six fucking months since i had an internet connection at my house. praise be to jebus that has finally been rectified.

i shudder to think how much internet porn i have missed out on!

that's all behind me now. back to compulsive messaging, rambling blogs at strange hours, management of internet stalkers, and scouring the missed connections to see if i've made an impression on some random stranger who might offer me some validation! it's a wonder i survived.

finalized set list for show next week. voice is slowly returning. excitement growing. audience expanding. hoot.

Its only fun to be a maniac if you are an exotic dancer/welder in an 80’s movie

Its only fun to be a maniac if you are an exotic dancer/welder in an 80’s movie
Current mood: anxious

which, as it turns out, i'm not.

yesterday was a doozy. despite many deep breaths and attempts to avoid jabbering relentlessly at everyone in my vicinty, i had a bit of a spaz day. at one point i was trembling so hard my co-worker wrapped her arms around me and then made me go outside to sit in the sunshine. it helped. but still. i only like to tweak when i set out to do it on purpose. this kinda caught me off guard.

and there is no sleep. ok, technically, there are about 2 1/2 hours of sleep. per night. for like 5 days. and i can't really eat. and the only thing i have an appetite for isn't as readily had as i'd prefer. and yes, my house is immaculate and my journal is up to date for the first time in forever, i'm feeling a little overclocked.

It's BLOG it's BLOG!

it's better than bad, it's good!


this has been a weird month. on the whole, i'd have to call it for the team of good rather than the team of evil, seeing that a few SUPERAMAZING things have happened, but since there are like 3 days of it left i am withholding judgment. the balance could tilt. you never know.

i'm quivering in anticipation i tell ya.

and i'm sick. which sucks ass. and i would be happy to be finished with aaaaaaanytime now. it's going to be pretty fucking anticlimactic if i work myself up into this frenzy over my very first show (fuckall, i'm getting a TATTOO to commemorate the experience) only to have it suck various kinds of ass because this cold has turned my voice into a frog's wet dream.

but apparently i still sound good on the internets! one of the superamazing things that happened was that one of my very favorite musical-hero-local-diva-glorious-songstress types responded to my friend request by complimenting my voice. this, equals happiness.

other things have equaled happiness too, but i am far too discreet to talk about them here to you people.

except for the ongoing progress i've made cleaning my house. its so cool to be able to see the floor. and not come close to breaking my ankle every time i take a trip into the kitchen. sometimes it is those simple pleasures...

sunriver summation

went w/ the pencils to bend to enjoy the birth of various presidents (ie:carousin) weather was amazing. hot tub deliciously hot. feats of strength impressive. shotski complicated but successfully done. games entertaining. company enjoyable. specific company especially. wanted to make out. didnt. regretting same slightly. sigh.

went up to smith rock and had an amazing hike. heart poundingly, ass-cheeks achingly, calves protestingly amazing.

The triumph of Minutia

its been a rough month or seven for me.

a testament to this is the chaos into which my homestead has decended. it's been kinda awful. and i say that as a person who has a remarkably high threshold for disarray.

but, for some reason, the light works on me in those ways. so i cleaned my house. like, woah.

i discovered i will not need to purchase shampoo or conditioner for the remainder of the decade if i just use what i already have. i think i have a bit of an acquisition fetish...

i also did something that's been over a year in coming; i peeled the painters tape down off of the trim in my bedroom. if telepathy was possible, i would be projecting this information out into the mind of a particularly fastidious ex of mine. and i know it would make his day.

i cleaned dust out from places that have not seen the light of day since i moved in. i took the wood stipper and varnish out of my linen closet and put it in the storage room. i created a pile of laundry as high as my hip. i vacuumed out the INSIDES of cupboards and closets. i cobwebbed and disinfected and bleached and scrubbed every surface in the rear 3rd of my house. Only 2/3rds left to go!!

and yet the satisfaction of all of this flurry of activity is profound. and since i have no one to hug and kiss and smooch on this heart day, at least i can give myself a hearty pat on the back.

You know what'll give you weird dreams?

Falling asleep on the couch when you are all emotional and having a show about elephants come on, and then something on Nova about sulfur springs, and then Jane Austen and then kinda waking up four or five or seven or nine times a night.

yep.

The Hunger Inside Me

is being caused by my ovaries. My toublesome, pesty ovaries.


It is not being caused by the need for actual food. Because I had some. Ok, I had a lot. Since waking up this morning I have eaten the following:

2 Black Cherry and Almond Clif Bars
3 handfuls of Chocolate Covered Pistachios
2-4 handfuls of Trader Joes Salt and Vinegar Potato Chips
1 6" Spicy Italian Sub
1 small bag Sour Cream n' Onion Lays
3-7 Wild Fruit Savers

And the morning ain't over yet. Jesus.

Plus also, that other hunger I am too much of a lady to mention here. The one in my pants.


Later:
Green Tea Frappucino
Nuts
Goldfish crackers


Someone may need to tackle me to stop this madness...

Beggars still turn out choosy, in my case...

spent some time in the studio on saturday. went ok. of course, once we'd finished and i got home and listened to the cd we made, i wanted to cringe over and over and over and over.

sigh.

this is why albums dont get made in a day.

then i fell asleep on the couch cause i felt all oogy. woke up to Austin City Limits: James Blunt. the whole "you're beautiful" thing notwithstanding i REALLY REALLY REALLY like him. a lot. so i went out and bought both of his cd's yesterday. and got yelled at (justifyably) by my co-worker this morning for listening to the most tear-jerking song on the album about 17,267 times in a row.

also of note: aria believes that the natural enemy of the pirate is the ninja.

and i know at least 20 people who would go see THAT movie.


plus. i know what i'm getting for my next tattoo. so i can save the owl for later and bigger places on my totem pole.

Oh. My. God.

Was offered a show. Booked it. Very, very excited. Almost beside myself.

March 5th 8pm @ The Chaos Cafe & Parlour.



http://www.myspace.com/chaoscafe

If you're interested....