Grown-ups Do This All The Time

My morning began with a trip to the vet for Mojo to get her thyroid retested. She hasn’t lost anymore weight so preliminary findings suggest we got the right dosage, which is a huge relief to me.

Right now I am back at the car repair shop to have my brakes redone. If you didn’t know, I just had all four replaced this past Friday so I’m a bit annoyed at having to be here again. But I have been told that high-pitched squeling is not the normal sound brakes make and since paying off thcar I have found a new inspiration to make the car happy.

Update: they tell me it’s the rear brakes and that the sound will stop in a week or two once they break in. Ugh.

That’s it for the banal post of the day. Off to work.

Waiting To Begin

Work is slow and I am forced to wait another three hours before I can rush home to work on the scripts. So I am forced to sit here and wonder what other fun things I could be doing. For instance, a friend was laughing at me because I have never played beer pong or flip cup. I don’t drink beer hence no pong playing but the flip cup game sounds like a blast. Which leads me to think of hanging out with friends, getting tipsy and being silly which I then remember I haven’t done in months. This makes me sad. And I think a bit pathetic.

Lately I’ve been thinking about all the fun things that I hear other people do yet I don’t. Parties, drag pagents, bars, and other social activites that for whatever lame ass reason I haven’t participated in. This nagging need all of a sudden to get out in the world and have fun is strange. Someone suggested it was my biological clock reminding time was running out to find my soulmate. I punched that someone. I don’t believe it’s my ovaries telling to me to get a life, but rather my brain telling me that it’s time to go and kill a few of it’s cells and meet some people and enjoy being in my twenties while I can still claim I’m in my twenties.

The next few weeks are peppered with Halloween parties, drag shows, and plans with friends. If the experiment goes well I’ll be able to juggle the school, with the work, with the scripts, and with a social life. I forgot what day it was as I have no concept of time anymore. You ask me what I did last week and all I can honestly answer is “Work” as my life is a blur of home and the big blue box. I need to enjoy myself here not just continue to wait (like I always swear I’m not doing but continue to do) for something to come to me.

In a little over a month I’ll be in Portland having a blast with Linds and Cat (and yes, even with Christopher and Brian) but I don’t want to get off that plane feeling like this. Stressed, unhappy, and unfufilled. I want to bound in to PDX happy and joyous and ready for martinis. I wasted a whole day last time just slowly waking up so to speak and that was a day wasted. Not this time.

Friday will be the first day of the new start. I’ve never been drunk with access to Twitter before so it should be a sight to see. I have a great costume and will be partying with wonderful friends who are just as excited as I am. I refuse to sweat the homework deadlines, script deadlines, doc appointments, dentist appointments, car repairs, or home decorating projects. Friday is play silly drinking games/board games/dancing/laughing/bad scary movies/wake up the next morning feeling slighty achey but not hungover day.

Laughing At Other People’s Pain

It’s been a hellish couple of months as my poor neglected blog can attest to.  The normal stresses of life compounded with the last semesters of school have sucked all motivation from me.  Only recently have I rebelled against my inherant nature and decided to act my age.  Yes, you read that right.  In just over a month I will be turning twenty-nine which has sufffciently made me focus on what I have accomplished so far, and what I still want to.  The list is pathetically tilted towards the “non-accomplished” side especially when compared to others.  I have been trying to burn this list ever since I made it and instead focus on what I can control.

“ABBEY and SARAH are strolling through the woods with machetes in hand. “

That’s the sentence I’ve just wrote and it officially starts Script #5.  After finishing up the fourth script I hit the bottom of the well.  The bottom of the dry dry well.  It took a late-twenties life crisis and exhaustion for me to see why.  Obviously, the first reason would be my own lazy ass.  The second would be me forgetting the most important lesson of any good screenwriter.  Research.  I don’t know enough of the cliches or the history to get past a few episodes.  I am addressing this problem now.

My Netflix queue now consists of zombie movies, zombie documentaries, and M*A*S*H seasons 2 through 6.  I will be immersing myself (safely) in to the world of the walking undead.  Roger Ebert’s Little Movie Glossary is on it’s way and my Zombie Survival Guide and Horror Movie Survival Guide are on the coffee table with post-its at the ready.

If you are talking to me and I start launching in to a discussion regarding the variable decay rates of zombies, please humor me.  If I begin to preach that the only government that would survive a zombie apocalypse would be a loose conglomerate of individual leaders who all share a love of Star Trek: The Next Generation, just let me talk.  It’s going to be an adjustment for everyone and if you can support me, then I can write better zombie comedy.

Now I’ll be getting back to laughing at other people’s pain as I enjoy one of my guilty non-researchy pleasures: MXC.

 

Uh Oh

I just remembered I had a blog.

Apologies all around. Proper post will happen tonight.

Things I Am Excited About

It’s been a hellish month and so I’ve decided to make a list of upcoming stuff that I’m excited about to make me feel better.  All of the things listed below will be enjoyed (or hated) by me as soon as this summer semester is over which is in one week.  One week.  Then I am free again.  So let’s begin.

Avatar

This would be the new Sci-Fi epic from James Cameron.  I was not really looking in to this until I read some coverage of it’s panel from the SDCC this week and am now intrigued.  This might be one of those movies that I shell out the dough to see it at IMAX.  All I know of it so far, is that there are aliens.  And they look cool.  All I need.

AMC’s Reboot of The Prisoner

Number Six is back, but more importantly, so is Number Two.  AMC is remaking Patrick McGoohan’s classic scifi series The Prisoner and from what I’ve seen from the preview clip it looks gorgeous.  It seems they decided to keep that 60’s style with just a hint of modern infusion.  I’m not sure about the storyline yet but I am excited that Ian McKellen is Number Two.  Ironically, Jesus is Number Six.

Tron: Legacy

Let me see if I can adequately express how I feel about this. OhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygodOhmygod. Yeah.  From all accounts of those who were lucky enough to see the preview trailer at SDCC this is going to be amazing.  I am basing all of my excitement off of the image for the new light bikes.

Yeah.  After seeing this and knowing that it will be shown in IMAX 3D…there simply aren’t words.  And my excitement explodes.  My only sadness it that I have to wait until 2011 for this to be shown.  But I can wait.  Oh, Tron Legacy I will wait.  In case you were worried, Jeff Bridges is in it.  Jeff Bridges in 3D…in Tron…Squee.

Spartacus: Blood and Sand

Blood, sand, Lucy Lawless, Ancient Rome, well toned half-naked men, sex, John Hannah, sex, half naked men, blood, fighting, intrigue, sex, and half naked men.  In oil.  Fighting.  Nuff said.

2012

I’m a sucker for bad disaster movies.  This movie shall make me laugh and point and, for good measure, stars John Cusack.  Sold.

That’s it for now since it’s 2:30 in the morning I have to go to work tomorrow but as soon as I read more updates from the Comic Con I shall continue my “Things I Am Excited About” post.

The Quest For Creativity

It’s been extremely quiet on this blog for many months now for a good reason.

I am busy.

Not in that “little moments of life” way but in a work, school, and quest for creativity kind of way.

I have been very fortunate to pick up extra hours at work lately and have been close to forty hours a week for a month or two. This means happiness in my bank account but less time at home to work on the things that make me happy, like this blog. I have four classes in this summer term and with three of them being only five week courses the work load is immense and quite overwhelming. In between these two I have, also, been nursing a quest by scripting an Internet series that I hope to be able to film before the year is out.

The strain is getting to me. Correction: the strain has gotten to me and I am trying to find the balance in my life so that I can work at all of these things without sacrificing any of them. The battle is being lost.

The creative project has been making me very happy lately and I was getting quite high on the fact that the scripts were being well received by all who have read them. The fact that most of my friends have volunteered their immense talent and time to it have made me feel blessed by the Universe for being surrounded by such great friends. But for the past few weeks I have had to put this wonderful project aside as school and job have invaded and demanded more of my precious time and brain function.

My paradox is that while half of my brain understands the responsibilities of work and school, the other half wishes nothing more than to write, shoot, act, direct, edit, score, and produce my little series. It’s hard to focus on it when I know that I have six chapters due this week with eight due the next. With greater responsibilities at work I am rising in the ranks, so they say, but it comes at a cost to my personal dream. Weighing the pros and cons of what to give and what to give a little more has given me a gray hair. I do not appreciate this. At all.

So tomorrow, while I plug away at six chapters of homework, I will attempt to rework my schedule so that I can have project time, school time, Mario Kart w/ Mikey time, sleep time, eat time, school time, and finally just plain me time.

What I have decided is that I can not put aside the quest I have undertaken as it has been the most fulfilling writing and creating project I have had in over a decade. School will continue and I will finish. Work goes on and I will put that money in the bank. For now, I take it one day at a time and know that I’ll find a way. Because I refuse not to. In that vein, I now post my happy song of the week which can be found at http://djbc.net/muppetmashup/.  I hope you enjoy it as much I do.

I’m Happy – dj BC

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New Flickr Account!

After much demanding, cajoling, and threats of violence I have set up a new Flickr account with some inaugural photos of the brand new awesome quilt made for me by my Grandma Wilma and my new toy, the Janome sewing machine.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/lifeinknickers/

More photos as crafting commences.

The Trial By Poop: Day 2 Electric Boogaloo

While I wait for my Lean Cuisine Pot Stickers to cool from a sun’s surface heat to a more appetizing liquid hot magma, I will purge my soul.

After another somewhat frantic/panicked phone call to my parents I have decided not to call them this week again and instead blog about the insanity and chaos that is happening this week at the house.

This morning I woke up late, that is at 9:00 am instead of the 7:00 am I was aiming for.  The dogs got walked to go potty, coffee was made, dogs got treats, cats got fed, coffee was drank, got dressed, dogs got walked, Tie-Tie got a happy pill, dogs went potty again, dogs separated, I went off to work.

Work was fine.

Got home and found that I must have given the boys too many treats as they both had had explosive liquid soupy diarrhea all over the house.  That includes walls.  Tie-Tie has a gift for pooping on walls.  I immediately got TT out of the third bedroom that stunk so bad my gag reflex went haywire.  I took both boys out to see if there was anything left in their colons and, sure enough, there was.  I called the parent’s and asked if I had caused this, which I had, and then promised not to call them again this week.  I threw Jake in to the parent’s bedroom and commenced cleaning.  That is, I commenced cleaning after placing a phone call to Linds who calmed me down from my immediate desire to ball my eyes out to a slightly less panicked “just want to imagine I’m drinking vodka” tense state.

After sopping up the worse of it I proceeded to Resolve the carpets and Simple Green the walls.  The rug in the third bedroom that took the majority of the Tie-Tie Poop Barrage I had initially considered lost, but after some scrubbing and a good bleachy hot water wash it looks like it’s in stable condition.  Or it’s Lupus.  Either way, it’s treatable.

The boys then got their dinner, and while still on the phone with Linds, Tie-Tie started to make the dreaded Poop Stance.  You know the one.  Linds can attest to my freak out as I catapulted him outside so he could clean even more out of his body.  I know people who pay money to do this to their bodies.  These people are insane.  Got off the phone, and both boys were miserable and their tushes hurt and all they wanted to do was sleep.  So I gave Tie-Tie a Happy Pill and let him sleep on one side of the couch while Jake nestled next to me on the other.

I put him to bed about an hour to go in his room that is now sweet smelling (Thank Zeus for Febreeze) and completely disinfected.  Jake is laying out in the living room having a very active dream and I am on my second load of laundry.

Oh and the cat’s pissed on all the clean laundry.

I ran the dishwasher but have yet to put it away.  I haven’t cleaned the litter boxes yet today.  I need to throw all the blankets that are on the couch in the wash as well.  I think I’m going to make a giant poster board of all the chores to do in the morning.  Then put gold stars next to them when I complete the task.  Yeah.  I’d like that.

Day by day.  Six days to go.

Tomorrow I have my last two finals, Religion and Politics.  The good news is I totally passed College Algebra with a C (71%!  That’s right!  Woot for Underachievement!), passed Meteorology with a C, and will pass English Comp II with an A.  There will be a short reverie between tomorrow and May 11th when my next class starts.

Tomorrow is, also, when I have to get all the trash set to go for early Tuesday morning pickup.

In case you were wondering, yes, I do feel like a Sim.  An overworked, underpaid, not-enough-time-in-the-day, poop fighting, litter scooping, dish washing, laundry washing, laundry drying, laundry folding, vacuuming, sweeping, chain smoking, dying for a Cat & Linds girl’s night out Sim.

Stay tuned for tomorrow’s exciting escapades entitled “The Trial By Poop: Day 3 When Poop Attacks!”

The Week So Far

It quadruple duty for me here at La Casa and it didn’t start out so well.  I had a bit of a scare with Jake after he reacted horribly to a sedative.  But after a few hours it seems to be mostly out of his system although he still looks tired and sick and fragile.  Tie-Tie did not eat any walls and only had one accident.  Overall,  a success.

Tomorrow is more work and my last two homework assisgnments before I take my finals Monday morning.  I’m not sure how to handle that fact.  Except that I know in two weeks time I will start the summer semester and go through this all over again.  One day at a time.

So here’s a rundown of my schedule for the next week.  It’s fun.  Really.

6:30 am – Wake up.  Shower. Dress.

7:00 am – Coffee with morning cnn/google reader/fark/gmail check.

8:00 am – Breakfast for Jake and Tie-Tie, Phish, and Cats.

8:30 am – Water Chili Pepper and Tomato plants.

9:30 am – Walk the M and R.  Off leash time for Tie-Tie.

10:00 am – Chore time.  Unload dishwasher, vacuum, laundry, brush dogs, clean litter boxes, attempt to clean car.

12:00 pm – Lunch.  For me.

2:00 pm – Walk the Jake.

3:00 pm – Walk the Tie-Tie.  Tie -Tie gets a “Happy Puppy” pill.

3:30 pm – Early dinner for the boys.

4:00 pm – Potty time for the boys.

4:30 pm to 9:30 pm – At work

10:oo pm – Get home.  Potty time.  Clean up any accidents.  Re-fill water dishes and cat food.  Feed phish.

11:30 pm – Sleep.  Tie-Tie gets “Happy Puppy” pill.

That’s the general idea.  Sometime in there I need to clean my room and finish up some craft projects.  I think it’s doable.  How about you?