Self proclaimed pyrotechnician

10:11 am

 someone needs to make a movie satire of tinkerbell called tinkerhell.  nothing like demonic faeries.

10:28 am

i always have bizarre dreams.  but from what i can remember of one of the ones from last night, my mind is taking a comical turn.  i remember the cast of twilight being the cast for that 70's show.  it was hilarious.  i was watching them on tv while i was reading a magazine article about nicole kidman making a peanut butter/yogurt facial.  awesomeness.

10:14 pm - don't tell your parents i teach dirty idioms

12:49 pm

 i've never liked writing.  in fact, i loathed writing.  so how is that i'm in this state of trying to put together three novels, let alone just one?  sometimes i feel overwhelmed by my creativity and its need for an outlet of some sort.  at least my fear of the written word in steadily decreasing.  i need a nifty new name.  i have many names i want to change to, but i need the name of an author.  yes, chesty larue did not make the cut.

05:28 pm

<------- has it going on.

11:17 pm

i was recently told someone gave my info and picture to some famous spanish singer guy because he said he was looking for a wife.  so can you guess what happened?  shock, surprise.

11:14 pm

as days go by, gabrielle chanel has more and more wisdom in my eyes.  "the only person i owe gratitude to is me."

09:16 pm

any takers for franz ferdinand on april 24th in dallas or 25th in austin?

12:19 am

so i've been approached by a guy saying something along the lines of being interested in me because i seemed like a challenge and not like most girls.  can anybody guess how loudly i laughed?  that whole castration thing is going to haunt me forever!!

12:48 pm

so nothing extraordinary has happened today.  i still am in a frickin awesome mood though.  i'm going to go talk to the francophone club to work on my french.  hopefully there's some real french speakers and not that canadian shit.

i went to a haydn concert thing on sunday.  i hope to go see the marriage of figaro something this weekend.  if anyone wants to join in, just give me a buzz.

04:47 pm

 i have decided for an upswing of things

07:38 pm

i dropped my phones in the toilet.  they are no longer working.

03:18 pm

 today i have made the best cookies to date.  good way to start off the week.

09:58 pm

 i can explain why i smell like baby powder so much.  i don't like to wash my hair everyday because it dries out and becomes incredibly poofy.  unfortunately, unlike my ends, my roots grow very oily.  i read that you can use baby powder in between washes to absorb the oil.  i like this plan.  wow to go hair experts.

06:38 pm - regression - because i deserve some fun dammit!!

so i'm allowing myself some time off from being the overly organized, uber responsible, and and career goal oriented self.  basically my brain is giving the go ahead to act like a teenager for awhile.  that being said.....i have found my husband.

he plays charles brandon on the tudors.  i totally win.  my favorite subject and time period with some hot guy prancing around every now and then.  take that you old man sayers!!  now if i only lived in england and could maneuver my way in.  and he's only four months older than me.  the first age appropriate celebrity i've found and not dead.

10:17 pm

 It's funny how 
Even now 
You still support me after all the things that I've done 
You're so good to me 
Waiting patienly
And isn't it sad that you still have to ask if I care 

I never said I was perfect 
But I can take you away 
Walk on shells tonight 
Can't do right tonight 
And you can't say a word cause I leap down your throat 
So uptight am I
I never said I was perfect 
But I can drive you home 

I got down on myself 
Working too hard 
Driving myself to death 
Trying to beat out the faults in my head 
What a mess I've made 
Sure we all make mistakes 
But they see me so large 
That they think I'm immune to the pain 

Walk on shells tonight 
Can't do right tonight 
And you can't say a word cause I leap down your throat
So uptight am I
I'm praying for a miracle 
But I won't hold my breath 

I never said I was perfect 
But can you take me home

02:17 pm

i don't understand why people are offended when i say that i don't need them or anyone.  i don't believe that anybody truly needs anybody else. i manage just fine on my own and always have.   but that doesn't mean you don't want someone around.  i think it would be more of a compliment saying that i want you around instead of saying that i want you around out of some necessity.

i guess i'm a weird minority.

10:42 am

i don't know if the holidays are making people desperate for a date or what.  i'm being flooded with messages on facebook and myspace. Walking around campus i hear plenty of comments met with stares.  while i'm sure most girls would be thrilled with this attention, it's making me kind of depressed.  i'm so tired of hearing "so why are you still single?"

it's been one hell of a year and this isn't where i'd thought i'd be at all.  i'm not sure what to believe or expect of people anymore.  i've moved twice.  i've been hit by cars twice and have permanent injuries.  i've had my heart delighted and full of hope only to have it brutally broken.  my health seemed to improve but now my mystery illness is getting worse.  everyone around me is engaged, married, pregnant, or something wonderful where i thought i should be. my parents are sitting on one of the largest pockets of natural gas and own the mineral rights.  i had to help close the family business that consumed so much of life.  there's been so much more.

there's been so many ups and downs.  i'm exhausted.  i need some support.  i've never asked for it and not sure how.  i need to get away from the constant reminders.

07:42 pm

so i found out the dates for the stuttgart trip will take place the same time my brother's wedding will be also.  i'm a bridesmaid.  so no germany this summer.  disappointing.

11:37 am

so i'm in psychology class.  the teacher asked for an example of overattributing to others.  the guy he asked went into the whole karate kid story line at the end of the movie like it was his personal experience.  so peter griffin.  just thought i'd share.  only three people caught the reference.  the guy, the teacher, and me.  we're old.