Chronicles of the Misplaced One

HISS.

Thu, 10 Dec 2009 13:24:44 GMT

Okay...look...

I realize that it's historically unusual for a couple to get engaged and then to not really have a date set within five minutes or a month of being engaged.

But I really. Really. REALLY. REALLY FUCKING WISH PEOPLE WOULD STOP ASKING ME WHEN THE WEDDING IS SUPPOSED TO BE.

1) If you have to ask, chances of you being invited are slim because you're annoying me.
2) It's not going to be big anyways, you'll just have to wait for the pictures.
3) Yes, I realize this doesn't oblige you to buy us a wedding gift. I don't care.
4) My wedding will be when I'm bloody ready to have a wedding. That time is not soon.

And if you really want to know why, there is a myriad of reasons, at the base of which is:

We have agreed that the only advantage of being married in such a way that is legally recognized by this country is for the sake of any progeny. That being said, no progeny will be had until they can be well supported by one or both of us, which means not until he has a job he could potentially retire from (we know shit happens, it just needs the potential).

I'm not going to get married, then pregnant like a dumb ass when I can't provide a decent life for a child, and that's what not setting a date all boils down to since we're happy without being wed.

Consumerism.

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 17:11:08 GMT

You know its bad when you recieve an email from a clothing store whose mailing list you're on in which the subject line reads, "What Is An Inseam?"

You know they know what an inseam is.
Most of the people on my friends list likely know what an inseam is.

The sad part is: most of the people they've sent that email to probably don't. A lot of women between the ages of sixteen and ...I'll shoot for the moon here and say twenty-five... are going to learn something new today, that years ago would have been common knowledge.

Why? Because guess what?! We didn't always outsource the sewing of products to foreign countrys where we just gave them a series of patterns to follow!

Once upon a time, you actually had to be fitted for things...or learn to do it yourself.

GASP.

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 05:55:07 GMT

So, corruptflame, your LiveJournal reveals...

You are... 0% unique, 8% peculiar, 39% interesting, 40% normal and 13% herdlike (partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy writing). When it comes to friends you are normal. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are wary of trusting strangers. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is absurdly obscure.

Your overall weirdness is: 78

(The average level of weirdness is: 29.
You are weirder than 95% of other LJers.)

Find out what your weirdness level is!

Wed, 21 Oct 2009 03:47:29 GMT

http://www.micropoll.com/akira/mpview/698947-211019

Fuer mich, bitte?

Urgh.

Mon, 19 Oct 2009 04:30:24 GMT

I have not had one night this week, starting on the 12th, that I have slept (even naps during the daytime this weekend) where I have failed to have a nightmare. Not one.

What the fucking hell.

WooHoo!

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 04:05:57 GMT

For those of you who can make it, I'm having a break-in (but don't break) the new house type pot luck party on November 7th. All who wish to come are welcome, if I don't invite you personally it's not anything personal.

RSVP me by call, text or message...I'll give you the address then.

Ja gut!

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 13:28:22 GMT

Mike and I watched part of The Runaway Bride last night...

...I started out hating it. And then I loathed it. How self-centered do you have to be, to not slow down enough and do some self-evaluation? To just keep hurting people, one after the other after the other? At what point do you stop...and realize...that you're the problem?

Oh...and there's the fact that she got someone fired from his job because he didn't do the appropriate research. Yeah, that one's a point to be a little more argued, but seriously: an apology wouldn't do?

But then, I've been hurt by people like her. So I'm just a little bitter. I couldn't finish watching it...Mike had to tell me the ending.

Sun, 27 Sep 2009 17:54:25 GMT

We spent last night in the new place. Very happy. :)

Thu, 24 Sep 2009 01:32:14 GMT

So...I signed for the house today. Should have keys Friday.

Also, I am a 2010 Arizona Renaissance Festival cast member. :) Beware Contessa Ira!

Okay...so...

Sat, 19 Sep 2009 14:58:20 GMT

I have this coworker...Lori. And she, last year, tried out to be one of the cast in the Arizona Renaissance Festival. And this year she insisted I try out. I figure: what the hell? I've never acted in my life, but...if they'll take me, I'd like to give it a shot and see what happens.

I didn't feel all that pressured because it is a volunteer basis position, so...I did my try out last night.

I'm 98% certain I'm in, they just haven't decided what to cast me as yet...the schtick goes like this:

You arrive; fill out paperwork (basic info on yourself, medical needs/no-nos, what characters you're willing to be cast as), then you pick three characters out of a bowl and pick the one you could best act out. As this character you go in front of the king's advisers, and you make a request.

I got my choice between the Butcher's Wife, some Shakespearean character, and the Merry Widow. Well...last year, Lori was the Merry Widow: so I just had to. That, and it would tie in well with the request that I wanted to make, which I had already decided on: a tiger cub.

My name is called, and I go in front of the king's advisers (there's four of them, I won't bother separating them out since Jessica did most of the talking/asking questions)...and what I remember goes something like this:

KA: And why are you here today?

Me: I would like to request of you...a tiger cub.

KA: *all look at each other, laughing a little nervously* A tiger cub? Why a tiger cub?

Me: Well, you certainly can't give me a grown tiger! I must have a cub if I'm to raise it to trust me, and not to eat me...as I hope it would eat my would-be suitors.

KA: Oh my. Well, now, tigers can be very expensive...

Me: Yes, but not near expensive as a husband.

KA: *laughing* So do you have any experience with tigers before?

Me: No, but I do love cats.

KA: Really? Do you have any?

Me: Yes, three, they're quite lovely.

KA: I see! Where do tigers live at any rate?
KA2: Africa, I believe.
KA: So that would mean we would have to get a boat...we would have to get sailors, and a captain...and a large cage...
KA3: Not a large one, just a small one. A cub, right?
KA: Oh, yes, it's a tiny one.
KA2: That means we'd have to kill a mum.
KA: Now, I have another question: whose fault would it be, if the tiger killed one of your suitors?

Me: Why, it would be the suitor's fault of course!

KA: *trying not to laugh* The suitor's fault?

Me: He ought to know better than to come near my tiger! I imagine I would keep a courtyard for him, and walk him on a leash occasionally.

KA: A leash? What would the leash be made of?

Me: Iron, I imagine.

KA: *pause...looks to KA2, 3, and 4* You know, I think we shall have to charter a boat immediately and raise a crew to get this lady a tiger cub. I think the king will be most amused to have a lady at court with a tiger!
KA3: Most amused indeed!
KA4: We will have to warn the jester though.
KA: Yes, the tiger may eat him if he's bad enough.

Me: Oh delightful! He'd be like a huge cat toy, what with the jingles on his hat! And if we put a little nip in his pants...

KA: *laughing...and I'm told to come out of character*

I do remember there was some other laughter and chatter, dealing with my widowy-ness ('So, how many times have you been a widow...?') and such, but I couldn't recall where it fit in, so you're getting the condensed version. :)

But yeah. I'm fairly sure that went...well.

One down, one to go.

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 14:45:15 GMT

So I was taking Summer II classes at Rio Salado (online) when Fall comes up...so I sign up for a couple of Fall classes, thinking that my Summer II classes would be completely done mid September. My anthropology class clearly showed my final as being due 09/13, while my assignments in creative writing seemed to be winding down to a halt end of August.

Then, a week before my CRW classes come to a halt, a whole slew of assignments pop up in the course homepage.

#@$*! Says I: I'm going to have a full class schedule until mid September, and Creative writing doesn't end till early October!

Thus, it's been a breakneck pace between work and school...until last night. I finished and submitted my final for anthropology. Whether I pass or not is one thing, but: I'm done. Jut one more to go...and then I'll be at two classes. :3 Mya.

Er...

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 04:23:05 GMT

So, I'm going through my Tartanic CDs for a friend, and...I have most of them signed...I just noticed though, that one of them signed by a drummer I believe, has a personal message saying 'We Love Ewe'...

kekeke.

Requested Update...

Thu, 10 Sep 2009 13:12:05 GMT

The house thing is almost at a standstill right now. The mortgage underwriter wants a second appraisal, so one of three things will happen:

The second appraisal will match or exceed purchase price, hunky dory.

The second appraisal will be below purchase price, we renegotiate and seller agrees to lower.

The second appraisal will be below purchase price, and the seller refuses to budge.

That last one would suck the most. At worst, I want the first one to happen, though I admit to indulging in little daydreams where the second appraisal comes back at the original price we offered (two grand below the current purchase) and the seller accepts.

We'll see.

Well...

Sat, 05 Sep 2009 15:52:23 GMT

I know brain size has nothing to do with intelligence *coughcoughhumanscough* but this makes me feel pretty amused:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/science/6126082/Tigers-are-brainier-than-lions.html

Update...

Sat, 29 Aug 2009 04:08:35 GMT

Inspection done. One item requested fixed, and agreed to by seller.
Appraisal done. Right on the nose, but pool pump must be fixed for FHA to approve.
Mortgage underwriter still needs to approve, but case 'is strong', according to Mortgage Dude.
Should have answer on September 20th by latest.
Title company is middle-of-the-road price wise; reasonable.
Now to wait.

Summer II classes continuing into fall.
Fall classes have started. Currently have a full load, and may until beginning of October.
Mike started school. So far so good...except VA needs to get monetary ass in gear.

Received award at work for doing the most work in the department 2nd/3rd quarter.
PMM done at work. Excelled in everything but customer service, but noted great improvements.
Being pushed to aim higher and attempt for a claims handler position; have requested shadowing.

Having self-image issues. Have seen the ex-girlfriend...am assured there is no contest, but...
She is pretty. I am DJ. It is a struggle, knowing the whimsy of heart.
Do not want to be a bitch like some women, not ever.

Lots of writing ideas floating in head. Too much school work to get them out...
Currently too tired to try and do schoolwork, but sleep is just out of reach.
A little afraid to sleep anyways...I keep having wartime nightmares.
Mike concludes I am psychically filtering the PTSD of others.

Should still try...

Sun, 09 Aug 2009 14:05:56 GMT

Yesterday Mike and I went to visit my mom who had some friends over, who wanted to see how I was doing. (The husband of this couple has also had gastric bypass, and in some ways tends to compare our situations because he wants to know what he should expect...I got mine first.) The question was posed to us, "So are you going to get married or keep living in sin?" It was a question posed out of mere curiosity, no intentions to berate or grill us on the evils of our decision, but Mike's answer was perfect.

"I think we'll still be living in sin after we get married." Way to go Mike.

Death in the family...

Sat, 08 Aug 2009 15:13:34 GMT

Mike's aunt passed away (father's brother's wife), in her sleep, no one knows yet what happened...uncle just rolled over and found her that way. Mike worries it might happen to someone whose closer (they're in CA...I'm pretty sure he meant that regionally, not emotionally). So, I promised I'd not die in my sleep and not until I was really old...like bungee jumping in my 90s. He said, "That sounds like you."

Sat, 01 Aug 2009 00:42:33 GMT

Your result for The Lightsaber Duelist Test...

Mace Windu

Mace Windu fights with a measured, minimalist style that is incredibly effective. The nature of the lightsaber means that his light movements optimize his ability to deflect blasters or best foes who try to overpower him with aggressive, wild moves. He is able to do what he must in a fight without loosing his cool or getting out of control.

Take The Lightsaber Duelist Test at HelloQuizzy

Ooo. I are nifty.

Writer's Block: Bite Me

Mon, 27 Jul 2009 13:49:23 GMT

From Dr. Polidori's Lord Ruthven to Stephenie Meyer's Edward Cullen, the annals of vampire lore are filled with attractive, charming bloodsuckers. Which one would you most want to be bitten by?

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That's a mighty interesting one...I'm not the biggest into vampire lore, so I don't know them all, but let me think...you know, I think I'd want to be bitten by Stefan of the Mercy Thompson novels. He treats his people well.

Sun, 26 Jul 2009 06:09:09 GMT

So I've effectively been asked to help someone write their memoir.

I'm not sure how to take this, much less how to tackle the project.

Thinking on it though.

Well, creative writing started...

Mon, 13 Jul 2009 03:13:00 GMT

...and I hope I'm submitting things correctly (by that, I mean the format, not the actual submission process), but in the meantime I've bought a book of writing exercises to sort of help me along. I find it a little difficult, because I'm fairly selfish with the stories I'm already working on and find myself wanting to do those instead of these (small, not at all time consuming) exercises.

The book I have currently is 'What If? Writing Exercises for Fiction Writers' by Anne Bernays and Pamela Painter...if anyone has suggestions of other writing exercise books, or websites with free writing exercises let me know...I'd appreciate it.

Also...the house viewing on Saturday morning went very well. Mike and I are confirmed that Ray is a good guy (very patient, listens well, has his shit together) so we're planning on sticking with him as our agent. We saw a very, very lovely home that was only 89k and were kind of sad we weren't in the market at that very instant...

...on a wing and a prayer (and a few spells thanks to a family member), we'll find something of similar quality and price when it's actually time for us to buy. Not as dead-set against a pool anymore, with certain stipulations of course. A little more confident with the process too, so...here's to hoping on that.

What a nightmare...

Thu, 09 Jul 2009 14:01:54 GMT

...I had a dream that I was at some burger joint with Bruce and my mom, when Kim and Samantha walk in...and sit down...and my mother insists we say hello. Kim is bubbly, bright and cheerful, and all Samantha does is put her hands in her lap, try to make herself small as possible without changing her posture, and stare straight forward...I figure my mom might actually have a decent chance of talking to her if I left, so I did...

Which propelled me into a world of active duty and veteran peoples as we tried to save ourselves from a hostile Alien takeover...somehow I was in charge, and since the burger place was one of the last of it's kind we decided it was our duty to make sure it stayed open and in operation. We built what we considered the perfect base against Alien takeover, and it seemed to work.

And then I was attending a double wedding, and one of my best friends/soldiers was one of the brides...but just before the ceremony, the other bride was killed by a hired contractor, and her husband (who looked suspiciously like Will Smith) decided he had to go get revenge, so it ended up that my friend and her fiancee got married.

Very weird.

...for those who haven't seen him in awhile...

Tue, 30 Jun 2009 01:25:59 GMT

Clean apartment yay!

Sun, 28 Jun 2009 18:37:15 GMT

...and following the curve...I'm seriously taking into consideration what I need to buy a house.

I want a house. The market is pretty good right now for a buyer, I have decent credit and I've been with my Credit Union for almost twenty years now (mum started me an account when I was quite young), there are government incentives and programs I can use to make the process less costly in the long run, and most importantly...

I don't want to live in apartments anymore. It's worth it for me, only because of the massive discount I get for them being dicks, but...it's not home. I want a home. If Mike can't get a job, he's starting school this semester and that will bring in an income, and even though it's not the way he wants it, it's something...

...frankly, I want to start a life together with him, and even though we've been together closing on a year now, it's not a life in this place.

So...if anyone can give any suggestions on what agents I can/can't trust, things I should expect or things I should look out for, I would really appreciate it. My mum's going to help where she can, and I'm going to buy at least one book on the subject that can give me an overview, but I haven't been in the market and she hasn't been in it in years, so...

Advice? Suggestions? I don't have to be out of the complex until October, so I'm aiming for having one around then, but definitely before December 1st (for obvious tax credit reasons).

A funny conversation...

Sat, 27 Jun 2009 05:35:43 GMT

...started because I wore something...shorter than usual...when we went out for food and I ended up having to get out of the car and be in the public eye. The conversation (after I mentioned some girls were staring at me) turned to the topic of demoralization...

"It'd be pretty hard to demoralize an anemone."
"No it wouldn't. Just drain the tank."
"But then they'd die!"
"That's pretty demoralizing."