Neglection

Apologies to my fans for lack of posts. I was doing so well after NaBloPoMo too.

Now let's get down to me and what I've been up to . . .

1.) I've officially decided to move to Naperville, IL at the end of May. I know I announced this on twitter, but I'm sure some of you have trouble looking to the right.

Ever since I made this decision I've felt a lot better about my life. Don't get me wrong, living in Nevada is great . . . if you want to go nowhere and do nothing . . . but it's time to move on. I like/ (okay I'll say Love) all the people I've met here, but just not enough to stay permanently. And let's face it, my brother needs me. His life is just one big mess without me living in the same state and I can't let that go on any longer.

I know what you're thinking and don't worry, I'm aware of the weather situation over there. I know it will be unpleasant . . . the humidity . . . there's been some talk of wind . . . and the snow. Just calm down . . . I'm aware of it. That doesn't, however, mean I won't bitch and complain when I am actually living in it.

As for what I am taking with me . . . not much. Only what will fit in my car. Frankly, I have to much stuff anyway. It's time to clean out my room and say goodbye to a lot of craft supplies that have somehow accumulated. I'm sure goodwill will be excited though.

2.) I finally had to get new rotors ( and brake pads). My brakes were making a screeching noise when I stopped and for some reason, instead of letting this continue for several weeks, I took care of it right away. It was expensive, and I'm pissed that it happened in February, because I think this month is unfair and unreasonable when it comes to paying bills, but it's taken care of . . . for the most part. Let's just hope my clutch doesn't go out before I leave too.

One thing I do enjoy is the lack of violent shaking my car used to make when I would come to a stop.

3.) I got in trouble at work. Don't worry, they already hate me there anyway . . . so nothings really changed. Apparently, they don't appreciate the forging of signatures*. Who knew? So, I was unfairly punished and it seems as though they don't like me any less than they already did.

Why don't they like me in the first place you ask? . . . I think they're intimidated by my intelligence and beauty. It may also be because I don't kiss their asses on a regular basis./ I don't know what happened, I used to be so good at kissing ass. I guess as you get older things change.

4.) My bowling team is doing better. I believe we will be in second place tomorrow. Of course, I am the only remaining original team member left.

Two of my team members moved away in November, and were replaced by the amazing "Kingpin" (as he's known on the streets of Reno) and the super sweet T.R. . . . who, has little skill when it comes to bowling, but her handicap makes up for it.

Then, at the end of December, M.N. lost his job and could no longer afford the 15 dollar weekly fee. After a month of him not showing up, we replaced him with The Kingpins mother, who is slightly better than me.

Hopefully we will finish in first place and win lots of money that will contribute to my move.

5.) I got a new phone. I was out at a bar one night, and up to no good of course, when a drunken me reached for my phone in my pocket to text someone about something, when I dropped my old phone.

Usually you can drop a phone and it will still work.

Not this time. This time it would have none of that working again nonsense.

I took out the battery and let it rest, put it back together 30 minutes later . . . but nothing. Just a stripy screen . . . the kind a broken tv might have.

I yelled at the top of my lungs "WORK PHONE! WORK! . . . I'M SORRY I DROPPED YOU, BUT WE CAN WORK THIS OUT . . .IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN" I swore. But my phone didn't care. It didn't want to be hurt again, so it just gave up.

I panicked. You can't go from having an android phone to having an old piece of crap blackberry. My contract wasn't up for another year and a half, and I didn't have insurance.

So I talked to my brother, the gadget expert. . . . he said there was no hope.

The next day I went to T-Mobile and told them my phone had stopped working for some mysterious reason ( I left out the "I dropped it" part). They said that since there was no water damage it would be covered under warranty.

HOORAHHHHHHH! OH HAPPY DAY! ETCETERA, ETCETERA!

All I had to do was call a number and tell them what happened and they would send me a new phone.

Unfortunately they didn't have my old phone in stock anymore, so they sent me an LG Optimus T.

So far I like it. It's way better than having to use my old blackberry for the next year and a half.

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And that's all I can think of . . .

* I didn't forge a signature in order to get money from someone who didn't leave me money if that's what you were thinking I would never ever do that), it was much, much much much much much X 1000, stupider than that.

Progress

It's been a while and I think you've earned it.

Today at work there were some whole lemons sitting out. Before you start grilling me about why Top Secret agents have bowls of lemons sitting around, I'll just go ahead and tell you . . . that I can't tell you, because it's top secret. Instead I'll tell you what this bowl of lemons meant to me today . . . why they were more important to me today, than they have ever been on any other day with a bowl of lemons sitting out.

Juggling.

You saw my last video and how amazing I was right? Well I've only gotten better. Some of it was practice, but some of it was Cofo's technique of not practicing.

I saw the lemons at noon. Instantly I knew what I had to do. But I waited. I waited because I was busy with top secret things.

Finally around 2 o'clock my opportunity came. The opportunity to show the world what I could do. To show them that I'm so much more than just another top secret agent.

I grabbed three lemons and instantly felt a little nervous. Nervous because this time I wasn't just standing alone in my room practicing with actual juggling balls while nobody watched me.

I was using lemons. LEMONS! If I dropped one it would fall on the ground . . . and then what?! Would I have to throw the lemon away? Would my top secret agent boss get angry at me for inappropriate use of company property?

It didn't matter. The lemons were there and I had to juggle. Not only did I have to juggle, but I had to juggle where people could see. So after I grabbed the lemons I looked for the first person I could find and demanded that they watch.

And so I was on stage, sure, it was only one person, but they were looking at me. And guess what?

THEY WERE IMPRESSED! . . . SUCCESS!

I think it's safe to call myself a juggler. Time to break out the resume . . . some changes need to be made.

Life altering decision - Help Please

Today I had an appointment to get my car stereo speaker fixed. The appointment was at 2, so I dropped it off at BestBuy and then headed over to Barnes and Noble to wait for it. I didn't expect it to take soooo long though.

After about three hours they called me and told me to call them back or just go in. So I put back the "Calvin and Hobbes" book I was reading (great stuff by the way) and went over. Guess what? They didn't even get to my freaking car. Somebody called in sick so they couldn't get to it and now I have to take it back in the morning.

Am I angry? Sort of.

However, during the waiting period I had some time to think.

As most of you may know, I have no idea what I'm doing with my life. All I know is that it seems to be going nowhere, and I know one thing is for sure, I don't want to stay in Nevada for much longer.

So here's where you guys come in. I need some advice.

Over the past few months I've been thinking about where I want to move to next. I moved to Reno on a whim, so I'm really trying to give this some thought.

I know I want to move where there is family close by, because I can't stand living so far away from all of them now. San Diego has always been in the mix, but I've lived there already and even though the weather was beautiful during Christmas and it was a pleasant change from the cold winter, I think I might miss the seasons too much.

So that's when I started considering the Chicago area, where my brother lives. I even talked to him about it while we were together for Christmas and he told me Cadiz has even brought it up to him.

But this would be a big move. It would be expensive, and I wouldn't necessarily have a job when I got there. However, it would be close to my brother, and the Beast would be a little bit closer as well. Not much, but closer.

Plus, if my brother has kids, I would get to be near them.

It's also less expensive to live in than Southern California.

So what are your thoughts?

I would plan on moving in May I think, because that's when my bowling league will be over. Nothing is set in stone, but a large part of me is ready to get the hell out of this town.

Tuxedo dress

As most of you may remember from my last post, I am an awesome juggler!

You may also remember that my sisters and I are going to be in my brothers wedding.

After he asked us to stand up there, we (mainly the Beast and I) were overwhelmed with questions. My main one concerned the dress I would be wearing. Not because I hate wearing dresses, because it's my brothers wedding and I will wear whatever he wants me to wear, but because I wanted to know if it would be a tuxedo dress.

When I mentioned "tuxedo dress" I knew exactly what I was talking about because I could picture it in my head. However the rest of the Fam* was confused.

So today I came up with a preliminary drawing of what the hell I was talking about. It's not perfect, because I'm not exactly Michaelangelo (yes, I'm talking about the ninja turtle), but it covers the basic idea.



Soooo, what do you think? Pretty awesome right?!!?

* Yeah, I abbreviate the word family now.

FYI - Cadiz12 - I will of course wear whatever you want me to wear.

Juggling

They say practice makes perfect . . . but I'm not so sure. Here's me trying to juggle after 5 days ( although I didn't jusggle at all for the last 2).





In other news, my sister's and I are going to stand up at my brother and cadiz12's wedding! I always kid about being his best lady, but guess what people, it's happening. Oh boy is it happening!

Hibblediddledobooledeedaa

Today I woke up to a winter wonderland! I'm very excited, but also too lazy to get out of my nice warm bed.

I'd show you a picture, but it wouldn't do it justice. They never do. You have to be here, to experience the beauty of freshly fallen snow on the ground.


Last night I got this in the mail:



I sort of thought it was going to be made of gold. Sure shows how much they value my blood.

They called me the other day to beg me for more blood. Unfortunately, I had to turn them down because of my tattoo.

This one is for Syar:



It's prettier in person. I've always wanted a fake diamond.

Other than that, last night was positioning round in my bowling league. Which basically means it was important, especially because our team was in second place, so we played the first place team.

I'd like to say that I had the best three games of my life, but that would be a lie. I couldn't seem to get it together. The finger holes in my ball were ice cold, or maybe it was my hands . . . I'm not sure, but it was making it hard to grip the ball.

I tried everything. The only thing that helped a little bit was a couple of beers*.

Needless to say, we lost . . . all 4 games. So now we're probably in 3rd or 4th place because the 3rd and 4th place team we're only a game behind us. Does any of that make sense to you non-bowlers?

Oh, and today I got some pistachio nuts ( hands off dad), and some mint lifesavers. The note that came with them said "Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't". I was relieved to find that they were not a mounds bar or an almond joy, as I think those are disgusting.

But no more bowling for 2 weeks. So I better get down to the lanes and figure out what the F*** (sorry, I'm really frustrated about it) I'm doing wrong. Who wants to go bowling in Ventura or SD? . . . Beast? . . .Beasts husband?. . . Dad?. . . Brother? . . . ANYBODY?!


* I don't really like beer . . . at all . . . but I'll drink it. Besides, it was Blue Moon, which is better than a lot of other beers.

What Happened.

Whoever said " You are going to regret saying that" in the comment form of my blog, on the last day of NaBloPoMo, after I told everyone I would continue posting until the 24th, was right. I don't know what happened . . . scratch that, yes I do.

I believe it all started on a Wednesday. I got a fake diamond and some handmade snowflakes that day. All of which I really enjoyed. Then I went to work.

When I got home from work, extreme laziness ensued.

Before I knew it, it was 10 o'clock at night. I went to the gym. I came home, started my post in order to ensure the correct date at the top so I could fool you all and just finish it the next morning.

The next morning came, and I continued to put it off. "Nobody's reading this anyway", I assured myself, because after all, Syar was the only one commenting.

Another day went by, and I vowed to do a catch-up post, which would include all advent gifts to date. I even started it . . . took pictures and everything. Unfortunately, I quickly became dissatisfied with everything I was writing. None of it was any good.

After that I gave up. I knew I was a failure in everyone's eyes by now, and I accepted it.

And here we are, 7 days later. Now, I'm unable to even tell you what I got on what day, because the gifts have not been kept organized. All I can really say is that I look forward to opening them every morning.