If I was a cat Tuesday, January 27, 2009, 7:47 PM If I was a cat, this would totally be me on a Tuesday. Anybody who knows me knows that me and Tuesdays just don't get along. I gag at Tuesdays. Mondays are okay (not great), but Tuesdays always seem to bite me on the butt. There's a history of Tuesday-er-ee bad luck dating back to...oh, the eighties...of me um-de-gesh-de-her-de-herring my way through a Tuesday. This one wasn't so bad, by the way. I just felt very tired, thankyooverymuch.  
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Baby, it's cold Mamma mia, here I go again. Mah-mah, how can I resist ya? Yeah, crap. I will never again be able listen to ABBA without thinking of Meryl Streep and Pierce Brosnan. I don’t think this is a bad thing because I loved the movie, but it kind of bugs me anyway. Someone found my blog yesterday after typing this into Google's search engine: Do your hips unhinge when giving birth. I was wincing all day long, I tell you. (Do they? Does anyone know?) But the real knee-slapper is that the hit goes to one of my Twilight-related posts. Almost every search has been returning one of my Twilight-related posts. There's going to be a lot of frustrated people coming here...
We had our annual fire drill at work today, which meant everybody, even the restroom rats, had to evacuate the building. I didn't want to go outside, either, because I was fricken freezing. But I had to, those fire-slash-evacuation officials had sent an email around saying they were going to "enforce" evacuation. It's not like a regular (cry wolf) fire alarm when only one-fourth of the building drags itself outside, no sirree. So. I had to go. It was sunny and in the mid-sixties and I was still freezing. My nose, hands and feet were like ice. Yeah, I know how reeedickulous that is, but that's how my body rolls. Anyway, I noticed whilst standing and freezing that there were a LOT of girls wearing boots. I mean a LOT. Because it's winter he-ah in Los Angeles. Me go now, kbai.
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Saturday morning snapshot Arrested Development's Everyday People It's raining here in Los Angeles, but the sound is like someone taking a forever leak. It's just a drizzle and it keeps going and going, so I dreamed all night long about having to go pee. Very frustrating. But I won't complain (much) because it beats having a nightmare. On tap for today is housework and more writing. I've committed myself to writing onward on my piece called A Forever Moment. After I finish the pieces, I throw them up on fan fiction dot net, otherwise known as the writer's answer of instant gratification. I was iffy about doing this, but figured if I was writing Twilight fan fiction, there really wasn't any reason not to because I'm not just writing for me. Unlike my first fic, Unglued (my idea of the honeymoon scene), A Forever Moment isn't as successful. It hasn't got near the hits Unglued has (over 600 on ff.net and almost 2000 at Twilighted). More people have put me on writer alert so they'll be notified when I post again, but this piece? I get the feeling they read the first few sentences, gag and click off. Which really surprises the crap out of me because there are hundreds of honeymoon scenes out there (I didn't know this until after I wrote Unglued) and nothing that I've come across is like what I wrote about in AFM. I'll have a better idea once the story goes up on Twilighted, the inclusive, high-quality fan fiction site. *giggle* On Friday, I had to call the Lincoln Financial Group, which is based in Fort Wayne, where I grew up. I was so excited, you would have thought I'd just sucked in a balloon's helium. My question about how the weather was in Fort Wayne lead to all kinds of questions from the guy on the other end, and before I knew it, we were chatting like long lost friends. I learned he graduated in 1983, went to South Side, was married with two kids, one who was getting married next month in Beverly Hills...and was it really a three-and-a-half hour ride from the airport to Beverly Hills? Um, not unless they arrive in Burbank and miss that left turn at Albuquerque. Labels: Fort Wayne, Twilight fan fiction
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Randomosity It's late. I'm tired. I meant to write an update yesterday yesterday, dang it. These are my favorite kind of posts, anyway. Being randomistic means I don't have to concentrate. Yaay. Sneezing in the office And then there are the times when I sneeze and no one says bless you, which is a very bad thing for my co-workers because when I sneeze, my heart stops…and that’s supposedly when my body can be inhabited by an evil spirit. Fanfic If I seem needy, dammit, it's because I am. Cop a squat Fun, fun, fun, I tell you. Heartbreak My world is so easy to rock nowadays. It makes me feel anxious. Hope
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Shaken  I was drowsing peacefully tonight when a small earthquake shook me awake. I didn't know what was happening at first because I was groggy, and then I did realize, and I bolted up and pulled on some socks. Because it's better to meet Fate with socks on in times like these, I think I thought at the time... So now I can't sleep, and I figured I might as well write (on my next Twilight fan fiction piece), only I'm having difficulty concentrating. This piece is a tough one because it reminds me of the paper I wrote on euthanasia in high school. I still have the paper--I read it yesterday--and it seemed as if I'd written it from arm's-length. I knew the definition well, I knew how to spell the word correctly, but I didn't understand what euthanasia meant at all. I can't believe I got an A on it. A few years ago, I saw a documentary about a man who was opting for mercy killing--he'd lost all his family and friends and was terminally ill. This program covered a year in his life as he went about seeking and interviewing with the doctor who would give him this release. It was depressing as hell and the closer the program got to the end, the more my insides shook. I couldn't watch the end. I was a wreck for days afterward--I just couldn't believe how strongly it had affected me. I understood his reasons for wanting to die, but I couldn't understand his resolve to see it through. And I couldn't understand how the doctor could end this man's life. But they were both utterly committed to seeing their plans through. Now I'm trying to write something similar for Bella and Edward and my insides are shaking. So I guess that's a good thing because it'll be real for me, it'll make me cry, it'll make me angry. And that usually translates well into words. Momma. And so here I am, drinking a cup of coffee after nine o'clock at night even though I have to work tomorrow. I'm going to stay up and write about death...and worry about earthquakes...because I'm still alive to do so. Yaay. Labels: Twilight fan fiction
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