What a Day It Was

Yesterday, as some of you might know already, I woke up at 6 am. No particular reason, really. My brain just decided that was a good time to wake up. I Internet-ed until around 11 am and then went to my sister’s house, to stick around with her and her baby until we could leave for our dad’s house for Thanksgiving dinner. We were running a little late, and I was starting to worry, since I had to go to work at 4pm. But everything worked out well. We arrived in time, I got to play with my nieces (all 4 of them) and my nephew (who was too shy to talk to me at first, since I hadn’t seen him since he was tiny, and he probably couldn’t remember me). It was really nice.

Work went smoothly too, because I arrived in an amazing mood. The only kicker (and the reason I didn’t post anything last night, admittedly) is that someone I work with got into an argument over a band I have listened to since early childhood: Godsmack. Now, this kid doesn’t know anything about Godsmack, never heard their music, never seen their music videos, never even heard of them before I casually mentioned them. So he proceeds to tell me that they must be satanic.

Needless to say, I got extremely angry, especially when he wouldn’t shut up about it. He went so far as to get his phone out and try to look it up. I ended up getting angry enough to say the “f-word” about 3 times per sentence. Yes, I was livid. Not so much that Godsmack might possibly have satanic origins, but because this high-school aged, vain twerp who knows NOTHING about them decided that he MUST be right about a band that he’d never even HEARD of. I felt tempted to tell him to listen to his Miley Cyrus and Eminem and shut up. In fact, I should have. It would have been nicer than what I had actually said.

Eh, anyway. When I got home last night, I was still steaming mad over that. So I looked up some online stores that sell Gothic clothes, boots, and accessories. And felt like a kid in a candy shop. Oh, the things I would order if only I were rich. I just hope these things are still in stock/exist in 4 years when I get an awesome job that pays 6 figures a year. That would be awesome, you know.

Anyway, I’m feeling mostly better this morning. Especially since I am going to go to my mom’s and eat yet another holiday meal, with her and my sister. This is my way of telling you that I won’t be able to post on the blog again tonight. Mom still doesn’t know that I even have a blog– that’s because she won’t understand why I am doing this, and she might be utterly against me having it at all. I was actually really surprised that she didn’t object to my moving to Lexington. I was seriously shocked.

Well, I need to get off of here. I have to get dressed and gather up everything I’ll bring (including cornbread mix. Can’t have Thanksgiving without cornbread and white beans– just playing but it’s really good anyway. Welcome to Kentucky) and then drive that short and yet cold distance to her house. Where I will do next to nothing, more than likely, and stuff my face with joy. We might end up playing Let’s Dance on my mom’s Wii, which never sees any action, but I doubt we will after we eat. We’ll probably sit around watching Spongebob or Despicable Me (Mom has tons of Spongebob DVDs, and just lately acquired the Despicable Me movies).

Everyone have another Happy Thanksgiving– in case there’s anyone out there still celebrating it today! (Surely I can’t be the only one, right?)


Must Sleep

I don’t understand this, but lately I have been getting more sleep than ever, and eating more than ever. Perhaps it is the promise of large meals that is keeping my stomach noisy, but in any case, it is becoming annoying… Anyway, I’m going to go to sleep, and when I wake up, I will have to do a laundry list of things… Tomorrow will be my actual Thanksgiving day, and then I will most likely have a second one on Saturday. In other words, by time Monday rolls around, I will have consumed enough turkey to last until next year. Best thing about Thanksgiving: leftovers.

Pause, Pause, Pause

As much as I hate to, I’m going to have to wait a while longer on that last view. I woke up about an hour ago and realized that I have 6 hours, roughly, to tidy up my apartment. Vlad is coming over, and he has OCD. I’ll leave it at that. Usually I don’t let my house get this out of hand, but depression (although I feel bad for blaming it on that, rather than my laziness) has been clawing at me for the past week or so. That is strange, too, considering it all but avoided my birthday, and then around it on both sides, I was miserable. Also, on top of that, I need to go shopping and get some pop or something that I can drink with those Airborne tablets. I woke up and my throat hurts. Yay.

Not to mention I have to stop by work today to get my schedule for the week, but that won’t be out until late today… And who knows how willing Vlad will be to go anywhere.

But before I do any of that, I need to eat something and make some tea. Or hot chocolate. I discovered after my last cup of hot chocolate that it was sugar-free. It tasted like ashes– and yes… for some reason, I know what that tastes like. And I am out of chocolate syrup, so I can’t really make it taste like chocolatey ashes…

Daily struggles! Anyway, I have way too much to do today, and I need to do as much of it as humanly possible before noon. Wish me luck! I hope that I will be able to get on here again today, but I can’t be sure that I will. When Vlad is here, he doesn’t allow me to touch my computer…

Why I Haven’t Been Posting Much

I am easily distracted, I will admit that. The list of things I want to do are ever growing, and yet time and family and friends and sleeping limit what I actually can do. There was a time when I was posting multiple things a day on here, and checking two or three times to make sure everything was properly spelt and capitalized. It seems I just rushed it, so that way whoever is reading would have the illusion that I was here. But I haven’t been “here” in a while. My mind wanders here, but I seem to lose my ideas as soon as the page loads.

I started about a dozen posts, and then scrapped them because I completely forgot what I was going to write about. I do this every day when talking to people, so I’m used to it in that context, however my computer, my keyboard… That is my safe place. My ideas flow easily from my fingertips to the keys, and since I can keep up with my mind when I type (can’t say the same for writing by hand– carpal tunnel to prove it) I am not used to having the problem of uninspired, generic posts. I mean, if I got on Facebook (God forbid), a couple of these posts seem like a common post you’d find on there.

That is unacceptable.

So, perhaps the reason I’ve halted on so many of those potential posts was because, if I were reading that post, I would not even care. That is the definition of Facebook: People you like say things that usually make you wonder why you like them– or is it just me?

At least I won’t sink so low that I start making posts about the food I’m eating, although I admit groaning about how there’s no food in the house is a bit worse.

In conclusion… I am apologizing for my neglect of My Only Reality. When I get home from work, I need to start working on next week’s Inspiring Video, so that way I don’t end up almost a week late again. I need to get back in the game, not forcefully, but not halfheartedly, either.

I will be thinking while I’m at work. If anyone has any suggestions for me, whether it be a question, or encouragement, or even a request for the next Inspiring Video, please don’t hesitate! I love hearing from people, and I love knowing that people still read these long-winded posts (Readers Unite)!

Ahh, Sleep

I think what my problem had been was that I was anxious over my lack of a job… because now I sleep like the dead. It’s even easy to go back to sleep– which is making me sleep for 12 hours each night.

I’m a little sad about that, because I’m not getting anything done… work, sleep, work, sleep. But, it’s something that everyone does. On my days off, I still don’t get anything done, though, or so it seems.

Yesterday my fiance came over, and we played a game. We use my recording program to say something while the other plugs their ears, and then we take it and play it backwards and see if the other can guess what was said. We laughed for hours. We also watched some movies (28 Days Later, House of Wax, Monster Squad).

Well, I have to go. Just called my mom and she has bowls of my favorite foods ready for me to eat. My birthday seemingly came early ^_^.