May 2012
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March 2012
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desk job ass...
So, I was promoted last week, means I get to keep the job I’ve had for the past 3 months. My own desk, shared office, and a 2k raise. All the stress and more responsibility than the last position I held. Plus, I now get to sit on my ass all day…which has lead to gaining 6lbs in 3 months. I know, it’s not a lot. But it’s enough to make my pants fit weird, and I was...
Isn't it ironic....
Rory is the one who takes all the meds in this house, including stuff to make his insomniac ass sleep, and yet I’m the one who can’t sleep tonight while he crashed at my usual bedtime. Wtf?
February 2012
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January 2012
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Changes...
In the past 9 months, Rory & I have been a little too happy. Gaining 12lbs for me, 50 for him kinda happy. So, we’re starting a diet together tomorrow. Our goals are to lose what we gained, strengthen the upper body (Rory) and firm up the abs (me). I’m going to try and chronicle this as we go; feel free to share in our pain. ;)
know what I love?
Watching Rory play SWTOR. He loves it so much, and I get to learn new strategies so I can be a better healer when we play together.
side note:
I think I’ve figured out the source of my strange dreams. Reading Stephen King’s Dark Tower series right before bed & listening to Rory play SW:TOR all night.
Memory soup
Winter always seems to bring soup season. Even here in the desert where it rarely gets cold enough for it to truly feel like winter, I start making soup. As soon as the calendar ticks October, I get out the stock pot and start pulling the leftover summer veggies from the freezer.
Making soup always dredges up childhood for me; memories of my parents making soup on the wood stove that...
In short...
I’ve been having strange dreams lately; weird snippets of alternate realities both waking and sleeping. Going to attempt to get them all here as my Kindle is always within reach. And with that, I am going to crash for tonight. Perhaps I shall have some new riotous adventure to share with the dawn.
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test
Test the first with posting from Fire.
October 2011
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June 2011
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April 2011
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March 2011
5 posts
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Le sigh...
Sleep, such a fleeting thing…
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February 2011
8 posts
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Second Note To Self...
Keep breathing…even when it hurts to breathe.
Breathe…you don’t need a soul. Heart? You will live without one. Just…breathe.
In.
Out.
Slowly.
January 2011
8 posts
Note To Self...
Honesty.
Not always the best policy…even when they tell you it doesn’t matter, they just want to know; they’re curious. Even when they tell you that it’s okay, it’s not a big deal…it’s not and it is.
You lose.
Even when you try to explain the circumstances behind the answer they dragged from you; the answer you didn’t want to give because you...
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Well, damn.
Haven’t posted a proper text blog in ages. Or anything beyond reblogging things I find gorgeous.
Suffice it to say, I’m inching ever closer to Ketchikan…working at my jorb in Vegas still, and still unable to move forward or back with my career.
Alaska, though. To go home to snow, and mountains, and rain, and timber, and the wind off the ocean when the storms blow in, and...