Month: September 2007

I’m at that point in the week again where I know, after three dance classes in two days, I am going to be stiff tomorrow. I can feel it this week, or identify what last week I just classified as “tired”.

I keep laughing too much at television. I have to adopt a cool, collected attitude when watching.

Tofu.

I’m wearing jeans today after not wearing jeans for a while. I can’t wear them to work so that’s four days a week out, and then summer was here so I was all into the little short pants. And usually on my days off I want to do creative things and that goes better with things non-denim.

I’ve been in such a bad mood for the past 2 weeks! It has to stop. Mostly because I’m trying to organize “what I want to do next” and freaking my brain out over all the options. My brain has to stop doing that because mostly I am ok with me doing what I am doing now. And mostly, what I want to do next, really, involves me going to school again and having very little money again, and I still don’t know what I’d like to do there. So I’m going to take my time and think about it and pay off more old student loan. And watch lots and lots of television.

Hehe! Having TOTAL fun with my currency converter app making $1 us=$1can. OK. I only did it once. But still: HEHE!

I’m having a day where I woke up grumpy and tired after not having enough sleep only to have things perk up as the day progressed. The first thing that helped was vanilla earl grey tea with 1/3 % of soy milk poured into it. The second thing was maccachee. The third thing was pretty white blouse with short, puffy sleeves under a brown sweater vest. The fourth thing was new mix CD of songs to sing to in the van on my way to work. The fifth thing was pay raise.

Cha ching.

I’m going through a phase of eating a lot of oatmeal. Usually it’s just a breakfast thing, but lately it’s breakfast and evening snack. Or lunch if I forgot to have breakfast. I’ve microwaved it with Apples tonight (there is a bucket of apples in the kitchen from the trees outside. there is also a table full of tomatoes) and added raisins. It’s a less sugar variation of a recepie that Kimberly gave me once. Less a variation of the recipe, though, more an adaptation of the process that goes into that reciple. The oatmeal and apple are the same, however!

Ohoh! The sixth thing is two emails from Stacey!!

I can’t write with shoes on. Or jeans. And this week I can’t write at all for some reason even though I tried. I stopped though because it was just sucky. I had no ideas and no writing rhythm even. Weird to have no ideas. Not so much that I couldn’t write anything down. More frustrating is that I have the urge to write something. Maybe though I should be channelling the creativity in that into something else. I can’t think of anything.

I’ve been reading my journals from 1997-2001. This is when I kept a paper journal, and then at some point I started my blogger one, too. I was much more telling in my paper journal than I am in anything I post online. Makes me sort of want to start a paper version again, but then, at some point, like 2001, I got bored of writing my day-to-day routines. Which is just as well, reading the old ones, because every day is similar. Amazing how much time I spent watching anime and then writing about it. Not really “about” it, just that I did it. And then the last third of my 2001 is spent detailing the new version of Tamin and Janell, which I am still working on, so that was fun to review and remember and note which bits and details are still going and what I forgot about.

Something fun to note is my use of terrorists and bombs threatening the powerful and selfish countries in Spring, 2001 and then my abrupt stopping of that conceit in the fall. I never went back to that, but then, I don’t really know anything about terrorists or bombs so it was probably just as well.

So anyway, if you ever get a chance to read my journals circa 1997-2001 they’re pretty good.

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I’m working four days a week now. For the time being anyway. I’d like it to stay like that but my position is not a very stable one.

I went to dance on Thursday for two classes and then Friday for one and yesterday I could do little more than hobble about the house my legs were so sore. And they get worse when I sit and do nothing for any portion of time. I have, as is balletic, been whining about them.

Today my clothes really made me. Because before I got dressed I was in a grumpy grump. But then I put on my little white blouse and one of my brown sweater vests ( the long one ) and then I felt in a good mood and totally better.

For some other unknown reason (maybe there is just too much going on in my head right now) I can’t write today. OH I totally can but it is awfully suck. Suckadee-doo, that’s for sure.

My nose is runny today. I don’t think I have a cold, it’s more to do with my immunity system not operating properly. It’s pretty gross though! Dripping down my face and such.

I’m having another timeless Sunday. I can’t believe it’s afternoon already. I think my tea made me sleepy. My eyes don’t want to stay open but I’m all jittery and energetic from the tea-ness of the tea-tea. My music is old, too.

Despite having a large bowl of oatmeal for breakfast this morning (just 2 hours ago) I am again hungry. I have much to eat. I will write more after I eat.