offbalance: (UB Divas)
I'm baaaaaaaack.

So, on that *other* social media site, there is a secret group that is trying to get the band back together (as it were) here on LJ. So far, it's been a glorious class reunion. I never lost touch with [livejournal.com profile] fragbert, thankfully, but getting back in touch with [livejournal.com profile] first_lobster and [livejournal.com profile] trappedinabay has been marvelous. There's also a new community, [livejournal.com profile] 2017revival that seems dead set serious about making this a *thing* again and I'm all for it. Will be posting over there shortly too, just figured I'd go through the trouble of posting here first so anyone wanting to meander to my page would have something fresh to read.

Christmas was lovely - presents included copies of the Springsteen memoir, Hamiltome, the Hamilton Mixtape, the new Leonard Cohen and Lady Gaga albums, my own copy of Metropolitan on dvd, and TICKETS TO SEE BETTE MIDLER IN HELLO DOLLY. I may be just a tad tiny bit excited about that last one. [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic magically got me this Ogio tote bag I was in love with but didn't manage to buy for myself also, and I may have shattered a few windows when I got to unwrap that one. She also got me the blu-ray set of That's Entertainment! I-III, which my dorky ass is SO excited about diving into.

*****

I just got back from seeing La La Land, and boy, what a let down. The most disappointing thing of all is that there may have been a good movie under there somewhere if they had spent a little more time making the script make sense, hiring actors who could sing and dance, and perhaps writing a few more songs. Alas, this was not the finished product I plunked down $16.50 to see.

Very minor spoilers ahoy... )
offbalance: (alton brown multi-purpose)
Like so many of you, I got sucked into the magical world of the newer, sleeker, social media. As a lover of pithy one-liners and other bon mots, things like twitter sucked me in. Facebook, too. I mean, they have their uses. There were a lot of people that used to have LJs that are better served by a 140-character limit. Or just posting a picture. Hell, it's not bad for when you walk out of work so mentally exhausted that you can barely croak out a sentence.

I do miss the privacy tiers. The icons. The million little things that made LJ so great back in the day. So, I'm going to try and make myself write things again. Things longer than a few lines. I'm hoping that maybe if I do, I can stimulate myself into more writing, and dust off a few old projects and fire up a few new ones. I miss being creative. I don't hate having gainful employment and money and all of that fun stuff, but I feel a push to do something, anything, that reminds me that I'm not a robot.

So, let's see if I manage to pull this off. I've made big promises before. I'm just writing this to start.
offbalance: (newsteam by uptown girl gfx)
Hey look! I'm posting!!

Hopefully I'll be doing more of this. I want to do more of this. Either way, have a recap of last year.

Year in Review )
offbalance: (supervixen - lauralatham)
Sandy has come and gone. For all of you who are familiar with the Daria musical, the Big Wet Rainstorm's over. (For now.)

We never lost power. Our internet went out for about 35 minutes, but we never lost the cable or anything else.

We live in a heavy, brick pre-war building that's well-maintained. I barely even heard the wind. (Although [livejournal.com profile] dotfic said she didn't hear any of the low howling wind sounds that I heard during Irene. Or any other windy day.)

We are extremely fortunate. Right now, I know that [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic, her husband, and my parents are without power. So are many friends. [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I are just chilling, watching the news and following twitter closely. Just like last night. I have to say, social media is excellent in times like this. I remember when I was a kid, the best way to get updates were to hope your phone was working, and/or head outside for a minute to try and talk to your neighbors.

So, like most of you who don't live in the city, we've been sitting here watching the news, aghast at the devastation. And waiting to hear what's going on. Subway tunnels are flooded, as are many streets. I have no clue when or how I'm getting back to work. That's about all for now. Let me know how you're doing. I've mostly been using FB and Twitter and Tumblr to keep in touch, but hey, might as well use the LJ too to see if anyone's out there.

An Argument

Feb. 4th, 2012 08:32 pm
offbalance: (Nemomento (kevinpease))
I'm kind of disappointed in myself, I have to say. I've been off all of this time and I've barely accomplished anything...

{static}

Hi everyone - this post has been hijacked by The Rest of Sharon's Body - but for now, let's call ourselves the other 99%. See, usually we're pushed beyond the brink in service to the brain.

Yes, we realize that's how it usually works.

But what Brainy doesn't quite grasp is that this break was not about her.

(Ankle: Break?! You guys seriously had to go there?)

Okay, fine. Poor choice of words. This forced time off. Ankle was fucked up. Then the Respiratory Team had to go off and get bronchitis again, as if the rest of us didn't have enough to deal with what with Derpy over here being on crutches. Remember, this is the same kid that had to go to dancing school to keep from falling over her feet and who messed up her ankle crossing the damn street. So the last thing we needed was for Lungs to go and get in trouble again.

Lungs: I resent that! You act like I did this on purpose. I didn't.
Ankle: Really? Considering you're usually head drama queen around here, I'm surprised that this wasn't some kind of last-ditch grab for attention.
Lungs: I assure you, I didn't get bronchitis for the second time in six months for the lulz. And besides, we're getting sidetracked from the point here.

That's true, Wheezy. We really should get back on topic.

Lungs: Thanks. And stop calling me that. It's not funny.

Anyways, Brain has been flipping her shit after realizing that there's hardly a week until we head to the doctor to find out if we're done with these blasted crutches already, and we have yet to write the Great American Something. Or even really read the great American something. In fact, we've really not been doing much at all.

And there's a really good reason for that. See, as much as Brain is going to pout and stomp and shout that it's no excuse, regrowing bone and killing off a nasty lung infection takes lots of effort and energy. And we only have so much. It's fine most of the time to turn over all of our resources to her. When we're healthy, it's okay for us to get by on not enough rest just to get through a given week. But we're NOT healthy. Not really. We're home on this enforced leave so that we can get better. So we can get up and go back to the life currently on pause. We can hardly make great ideas happen when all of our energy has to go (at least in the short term) to getting physically fixed again.

Brain: Excuses, excuses. Just like for all of your bs reasons for needing all of that extra, wasteful sleep!

It's not extra - maybe if someone else would shut off and shut up a little earlier and let the rest of us sleep a little earlier, we wouldn't be sleeping so late, no?

Brain: You said you had some kind of point to make?

The point is that you're not the only one in this meat suit. And we're just as valuable a part of is as you are. And while, true, we haven't done much writing or reading, aren't we feeling better?

Lungs: Definitely. Thank goodness.
Ankle: Err, mostly. I mean, I felt totally better until about like, Thursday? Then I started hurting like a motherfucker again. It's like all the bones are coming back at once or something. Also, OW. ><

That takes a lot out of us. Remember how not fun being in pain was before Ankle had her surgery?

Brain: Yeah, I guess.

Isn't the whole point of this to GET BETTER?

Brain: Technically.

And, in some way, wasn't it nice for YOU to have a little downtime? To not be running on FULL for once?

Brain: Well, when I don't think about it too hard, it's not awful.

Plus, we did get a lot of other stuff done, didn't we?

Brain: Like what? Wedding Stuff?

YES.

Brain: I guess that's sort of pressing anyway. It's only 109 days away! JESUS. I HAVE SO MUCH THAT I HAVE TO...wait. I really don't, do I? Honeymoon is booked, and that's exciting. Plus, have confirmed all sorts of things I had to confirm with the venue. Invites [livejournal.com profile] redesigner mocked up are beautiful, just need to have them ordered and printed. I just have a few things left - like buying or ordering the centerpiece plants, and setting up the website RSVP thing, and figuring out hair and makeup. Oh, and what in hell I'm doing about favors, if anything.

And considering that it's so soon, isn't that kind of a big deal to get that shit done before starting a new project?

Brain: Well, yes.

Now, are you FINALLY going to get off of our asses about the fact that we kind of had to be lumps in order to feel better?

Brain: Okay. I'll try.

Now, can we all work together to maybe, just maybe be 100% when Ankle goes back to the doc on the 13th and we find out if we're going to be going back to our life and job and everything.

Brain: What the hell do you think I've been so worried about?? I just...you're right. I'll let everyone else get to work.

Good. Thank you.

Brain: I'll try anyway. It's not easy to sit here and do nothing, you know!

Actually, we don't know! When was the last time you let any of us do nothing??

Brain: Ummm....sleeping is nothing!

Not convincing.

Brain: Yeah, I Know.

Later, 2011

Jan. 1st, 2012 10:24 pm
offbalance: (carrie don't look by saava)
Man, I can only think of a handful of years I've been as happy to see the back of as I was 2011. This was a bad fucking year. It was a year of pain, of heartbreak, of disappointment, and so much death. So many people close to people I care about (and by extension, close to me) lost their lives this year. People broke up, people got fired, and mostly did their best to wade through the river of shit that this year threw at us. All in all, it was pretty miserable.

There were bright spots, though. Almost all of them people. My friends, my family, and most of all J, who reminds me in all sorts of little ways on a daily basis why I am so very, very lucky to have him in my life.

2012 has started out pretty well so far. Rang it in at a friend's house surrounded by music and good people. Then today another friend threw a super fun brunch that involved mimosas, great food, and snark. A fantastic day all around.

I'm a little apprehensive because I'm having surgery on my ankle on Thursday. For those of you who haven't heard, the cliff notes are that I twisted it back in the big Christmas blizzard of 2010. My jerky former ortho sent me for 10 weeks of PT before he thought an MRI might be a good idea, and then after finding out in said MRI that I chipped off cartilage, he suggested a cortizone shot. Said shot had me in abject pain and on my back for a week in June. He shrugged me off when I called to complain. So I found a great new ortho. He had previously fixed [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic's knee, so he comes recommended. He did that funny thing doctors do when they want to call another doc an idiot but can't for professional reasons, and explained to me why surgery was the way to go. So that will be done thursday. And I am scared. I don't like the idea of being put under anesthesia, or the fact that I don't know how helpless I'm going to be after the fact. J has taken several days off of work in order to be here and take care of me, and I"m in the process of cooking and trying to have things in the house in order for when the day comes, but there's really only so much you can do to prepare. SIGH.

2012 is going to be a big year for me. [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I are getting married in May!! And I'm hoping there will be lots of other positive changes in my life, too. We shall see what the year holds.
offbalance: (SPN - Carry On)
So, I'm 31 now. I rang the day in with some incredible fun times, both with my folks and friends at a bar. There was a cake shaped like a Tardis, because I have talented friends. There were lots and lots of incredible gifts - mix tapes, geeky coasters, a beautiful hair ornament, a necklace, wine, my very own shiny blue-ray copy of The Social Network and other fabulous items to name a few. And the party was pretty amazing. Lots of people crammed into my favorite space in Sycamore. People came far distances just to celebrate with me. That's a really great feeling.

I know I haven't been posting here a lot. Frankly, I haven't really been posting much anywhere. It's one of those things where you have a lot on your mind but you don't quite know how to put it all down into words. But to summup just a bit:

1. I wonder how good is good enough, especially when it comes to work. I also worry that just because my path isn't the same path as others, I'm doing something *wrong*, and I'm going to be *stuck* in the wrong place because I won't move soon enough and I'll be too old to go elsewhere. *sigh* And I don't even know if that's what I want, either.

2. Why in hell everything related to the wedding industry has to cost so damned much. And Wedding Industrial Complex's continued insistence that THIS WILL BE YOUR MOST SPECIALIST IMPORTANT DAY EVER kind of makes me want to flip them off and not give them a penny. But on the other side, I resent that some of it is just out of my reach. AND, I hate the DIY Brides who crow about how they wove their own fabric and threw all of the crockery on their very own pottery wheel, and grew their own flowers and all of that shit. Some people are okay with a potluck wedding, but for me, those are too many damn variables to be okay. I also wonder what constitutes "worth it."

3. I feel like I should have even more figured out by now. Granted, I have a few ducks lined up neatly but still, adults seemed smarter, more mature, and just more adult about things when I was younger. My parents insist that this was all a clever ruse, and were grateful that I bought it, because apparently the big secret of being an adult is that no one knows what in hell they're doing, they basically take a shot and hope for the best. I don't know why, but that's kind of disappointing. :/

4. So many people have started migrating over to facebook, I'm thinking of using an old blogspot blog I started and abandoned as an "echo" blog. What I was imagining was having a topic to write about each week (start slow, maybe it'll get bigger), and write an essay of some sort that I will post here, in my cozy LJ home. However, since there are lots of folks I'm fine with having my twitter and fb that I don't want tromping back here for a variety of reasons, I could send them to the same content over yonder. That way, I'm still blogging, both blogs get used, I feel like I'm doing something somewhat creative, and yet I still maintain some semblance of order and privacy here in LJ-land. I'm going to think on this while I put some topics together. I don't know if it's low self-esteem or lack of practice, but lately I feel like everything I write sounds like crap. Perhaps both, IDEK.

5. My birthday really threw me for a loop this year - there were major and minor disasters, both worldwide and locally, and someone I know gave birth. And they gave birth at practically the exact same time my mom had me, and the kid was nearly the same weight. I don't know why, but that freaked me out some. Mostly in a "I'm not young anymore, where the hell is all of this crap going" sort of way. And people around me are starting to have kids that are planned for, which is also a mindblower.

6. Stupid ankle is two steps forward, one step back. Every time I think I'm out, it acts up again. Still, PT guy is optimistic. I can only hope he's right.

I don't know, LJ. I hate coming here and being all ::raincloud::, especially on a vacation day, but I don't feel up to being Little Miss Sunshine lately. I need a little break. Not that I'm all doom and gloom, though. I think partly cloudy is a good description. I'm just starting to panic that I have to FIGURE IT ALL OUT soon, because my time to do something OMG AMAZING (like write a book, or a screenplay or whatever) is running out rapidly. And what's more, I also wonder what's the point of doing any of it, because it may never go anywhere, no matter how much effort I put in. So yeah. I don't know if this is I need springtime badly blues or stuck inside too long with a bum ankle blues or what, but these are what's been rattling around my head. Too many obligations, too many to-dos, not enough to balance it out, I guess.

So that's basically where my head is at. And since I can't bear to go without leaving you all with some positives:

7. I need new bras, I'm going to take care of that today, I think. Rah rah short term goals.

8. FRANKENSTEIN tomorrow, which I will be seeing with [livejournal.com profile] airspaniel, [livejournal.com profile] valjean615, [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and other LJ luminaries I have yet to meet. Basically, director Danny Boyle (of Trainspotting, Slumdog Millionaire and that movie with James Franco I can't watch because I'm a total claustrophobic fame), Johnny Lee Miller (from Hackers) and the incomparable Benedict Cumberbatch (who is from Sherlock on the BBC. If you have not seen Sherlock, correct this immediately. As much as I love RDJ, this version kicks his in the junk over and over.) They are all doing Frankenstein in London as a two-man show, in rep. We're going to see Ben play the Creature, which we're all pretty excited about. I know I am.

9. Speaking of [livejournal.com profile] airspaniel, we're also going to see The Normal Heart on Broadway next month. Jim Parsons and Lee Pace live on stage? I'd buy that for a dollar! (Or $26.50, as the case may be.) Plans are also in the works to see the Shirelles musical with Meg, so I hope that doesn't suck. I also wanted to see Priscilla, but after watching the movie for the 9 millionth time last night ("How many times do I have to tell you GREEN is NOT your color?!") I'm not sure if it would be anything except a letdown. Am also curious about Catch Me if You Can, which I am less attached to and have heard very positive things about the score. Springtime for Spiderman and its ensuing off-stage disasters continue to provide schadenfreudistic glee.

10. And because life always needs more Timothy Olyphant, I've started watching Deadwood. Only one ep in so far, but I'm intrigued. I just wish there were more episodes per disc, since I'm Netflixing.
offbalance: (SPN - Carry On)
So, I'm 31 now. I rang the day in with some incredible fun times, both with my folks and friends at a bar. There was a cake shaped like a Tardis, because I have talented friends. There were lots and lots of incredible gifts - mix tapes, geeky coasters, a beautiful hair ornament, a necklace, wine, my very own shiny blue-ray copy of The Social Network and other fabulous items to name a few. And the party was pretty amazing. Lots of people crammed into my favorite space in Sycamore. People came far distances just to celebrate with me. That's a really great feeling.

I know I haven't been posting here a lot. Frankly, I haven't really been posting much anywhere. It's one of those things where you have a lot on your mind but you don't quite know how to put it all down into words. But to summup just a bit:

1. I wonder how good is good enough, especially when it comes to work. I also worry that just because my path isn't the same path as others, I'm doing something *wrong*, and I'm going to be *stuck* in the wrong place because I won't move soon enough and I'll be too old to go elsewhere. *sigh* And I don't even know if that's what I want, either.

2. Why in hell everything related to the wedding industry has to cost so damned much. And Wedding Industrial Complex's continued insistence that THIS WILL BE YOUR MOST SPECIALIST IMPORTANT DAY EVER kind of makes me want to flip them off and not give them a penny. But on the other side, I resent that some of it is just out of my reach. AND, I hate the DIY Brides who crow about how they wove their own fabric and threw all of the crockery on their very own pottery wheel, and grew their own flowers and all of that shit. Some people are okay with a potluck wedding, but for me, those are too many damn variables to be okay. I also wonder what constitutes "worth it."

3. I feel like I should have even more figured out by now. Granted, I have a few ducks lined up neatly but still, adults seemed smarter, more mature, and just more adult about things when I was younger. My parents insist that this was all a clever ruse, and were grateful that I bought it, because apparently the big secret of being an adult is that no one knows what in hell they're doing, they basically take a shot and hope for the best. I don't know why, but that's kind of disappointing. :/

4. So many people have started migrating over to facebook, I'm thinking of using an old blogspot blog I started and abandoned as an "echo" blog. What I was imagining was having a topic to write about each week (start slow, maybe it'll get bigger), and write an essay of some sort that I will post here, in my cozy LJ home. However, since there are lots of folks I'm fine with having my twitter and fb that I don't want tromping back here for a variety of reasons, I could send them to the same content over yonder. That way, I'm still blogging, both blogs get used, I feel like I'm doing something somewhat creative, and yet I still maintain some semblance of order and privacy here in LJ-land. I'm going to think on this while I put some topics together. I don't know if it's low self-esteem or lack of practice, but lately I feel like everything I write sounds like crap. Perhaps both, IDEK.

5. My birthday really threw me for a loop this year - there were major and minor disasters, both worldwide and locally, and someone I know gave birth. And they gave birth at practically the exact same time my mom had me, and the kid was nearly the same weight. I don't know why, but that freaked me out some. Mostly in a "I'm not young anymore, where the hell is all of this crap going" sort of way. And people around me are starting to have kids that are planned for, which is also a mindblower.

6. Stupid ankle is two steps forward, one step back. Every time I think I'm out, it acts up again. Still, PT guy is optimistic. I can only hope he's right.

I don't know, LJ. I hate coming here and being all ::raincloud::, especially on a vacation day, but I don't feel up to being Little Miss Sunshine lately. I need a little break. Not that I'm all doom and gloom, though. I think partly cloudy is a good description. I'm just starting to panic that I have to FIGURE IT ALL OUT soon, because my time to do something OMG AMAZING (like write a book, or a screenplay or whatever) is running out rapidly. And what's more, I also wonder what's the point of doing any of it, because it may never go anywhere, no matter how much effort I put in. So yeah. I don't know if this is I need springtime badly blues or stuck inside too long with a bum ankle blues or what, but these are what's been rattling around my head. Too many obligations, too many to-dos, not enough to balance it out, I guess.

So that's basically where my head is at. And since I can't bear to go without leaving you all with some positives:

7. I need new bras, I'm going to take care of that today, I think. Rah rah short term goals.

8. FRANKENSTEIN tomorrow, which I will be seeing with [livejournal.com profile] airspaniel, [livejournal.com profile] valjean615, [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and other LJ luminaries I have yet to meet. Basically, director Danny Boyle (of Trainspotting, Slumdog Millionaire and that movie with James Franco I can't watch because I'm a total claustrophobic fame), Johnny Lee Miller (from Hackers) and the incomparable Benedict Cumberbatch (who is from Sherlock on the BBC. If you have not seen Sherlock, correct this immediately. As much as I love RDJ, this version kicks his in the junk over and over.) They are all doing Frankenstein in London as a two-man show, in rep. We're going to see Ben play the Creature, which we're all pretty excited about. I know I am.

9. Speaking of [livejournal.com profile] airspaniel, we're also going to see The Normal Heart on Broadway next month. Jim Parsons and Lee Pace live on stage? I'd buy that for a dollar! (Or $26.50, as the case may be.) Plans are also in the works to see the Shirelles musical with Meg, so I hope that doesn't suck. I also wanted to see Priscilla, but after watching the movie for the 9 millionth time last night ("How many times do I have to tell you GREEN is NOT your color?!") I'm not sure if it would be anything except a letdown. Am also curious about Catch Me if You Can, which I am less attached to and have heard very positive things about the score. Springtime for Spiderman and its ensuing off-stage disasters continue to provide schadenfreudistic glee.

10. And because life always needs more Timothy Olyphant, I've started watching Deadwood. Only one ep in so far, but I'm intrigued. I just wish there were more episodes per disc, since I'm Netflixing.
offbalance: (mm how do you like me now)
So, I was going to do the New Year's meme and I didn't. I've taken breaks with it before, and so I decided to again this year.

2010 had some high points, and it had some low points. Boy, did it ever have some low points.

Still, I am grateful for the people I love in my life who made the parts of it that were awesome.

It was amazing to meet [livejournal.com profile] firynze in person. And I hope we get to see each other more soon (preferably without waking [livejournal.com profile] rockradar out of sound sleep).

I miss the holy crap out of [livejournal.com profile] redstapler. Like, you don't even know. I still pick up the phone to text her to see if she wants to grab brunch. I am hoping that some point in the new year I can get [livejournal.com profile] airspaniel, [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty, and myself in a room with Skype and we have "brunch" with her via the intertubes.

Speaking of [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty, she had her first boxing match on Saturday, and she was awesome. I am so enormously proud of her. [livejournal.com profile] redstapler is going to be doing roller derby in Austin. I am now thinking I need something to start doing that's awesome. It may be dance related, but I have to figure out what kind. I used to do belly dance, and I loved it and kind of miss it, but the teacher I had was starting to get a little nuts. I may look into some others and possibly go back to that. Or see about something else. I dunno. But something to get me up and moving again, seeing as regular gym is nothing that excites me, even though I'm going to start dragging myself again.

Work continues on. There are things that are going well and are almost exciting, but there are also things that are frustrating and annoying. New Orleans Girl has moved on to another publisher, and has now been replaced by Perky, a bouncy 24-year-old who does nothing but ask questions. About everything. About things one human could not possibly know the answers to. But she's nice and also geeky, and almost literally squeed when she saw my Star Trek poster. So there's that. She comes from a law firm, and based on our conversations about the firm life, I'm not sure if it's for me. The job market isn't awesome right now, and I may stay put for the time being. It makes the most sense.

After much discussion and a hard look at particulars, we've moved the wedding date back a bit. Not too long, just a few months. As frustrated and disappointed as I was by this choice, and as much as I wanted to end off this year as Mrs. [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl, things weren't really gelling in the way they needed too. Miscommunication happened. But, I think it's all going to be for the best. After some head-into-the-wall action, I think things have taken a turn for the positive, and that we may just be able to pull this off after all. Like [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty said, everything happens for a reason, and in due course I'm going to see exactly the reason things happened the way they did, and be damn relieved. On the whole, I'm a little more calmer and clear headed, and no longer breaking out in stress rashes, so hey! That's a win, right?

There's probably other stuff I wanted to say, but I have to get ready for bed and shower and everything. So maybe more tomorrow when I have a few minutes to myself.
offbalance: (mm how do you like me now)
So, I was going to do the New Year's meme and I didn't. I've taken breaks with it before, and so I decided to again this year.

2010 had some high points, and it had some low points. Boy, did it ever have some low points.

Still, I am grateful for the people I love in my life who made the parts of it that were awesome.

It was amazing to meet [livejournal.com profile] firynze in person. And I hope we get to see each other more soon (preferably without waking [livejournal.com profile] rockradar out of sound sleep).

I miss the holy crap out of [livejournal.com profile] redstapler. Like, you don't even know. I still pick up the phone to text her to see if she wants to grab brunch. I am hoping that some point in the new year I can get [livejournal.com profile] airspaniel, [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty, and myself in a room with Skype and we have "brunch" with her via the intertubes.

Speaking of [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty, she had her first boxing match on Saturday, and she was awesome. I am so enormously proud of her. [livejournal.com profile] redstapler is going to be doing roller derby in Austin. I am now thinking I need something to start doing that's awesome. It may be dance related, but I have to figure out what kind. I used to do belly dance, and I loved it and kind of miss it, but the teacher I had was starting to get a little nuts. I may look into some others and possibly go back to that. Or see about something else. I dunno. But something to get me up and moving again, seeing as regular gym is nothing that excites me, even though I'm going to start dragging myself again.

Work continues on. There are things that are going well and are almost exciting, but there are also things that are frustrating and annoying. New Orleans Girl has moved on to another publisher, and has now been replaced by Perky, a bouncy 24-year-old who does nothing but ask questions. About everything. About things one human could not possibly know the answers to. But she's nice and also geeky, and almost literally squeed when she saw my Star Trek poster. So there's that. She comes from a law firm, and based on our conversations about the firm life, I'm not sure if it's for me. The job market isn't awesome right now, and I may stay put for the time being. It makes the most sense.

After much discussion and a hard look at particulars, we've moved the wedding date back a bit. Not too long, just a few months. As frustrated and disappointed as I was by this choice, and as much as I wanted to end off this year as Mrs. [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl, things weren't really gelling in the way they needed too. Miscommunication happened. But, I think it's all going to be for the best. After some head-into-the-wall action, I think things have taken a turn for the positive, and that we may just be able to pull this off after all. Like [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty said, everything happens for a reason, and in due course I'm going to see exactly the reason things happened the way they did, and be damn relieved. On the whole, I'm a little more calmer and clear headed, and no longer breaking out in stress rashes, so hey! That's a win, right?

There's probably other stuff I wanted to say, but I have to get ready for bed and shower and everything. So maybe more tomorrow when I have a few minutes to myself.
offbalance: (shield maiden by antheia)
Oh, hey there, May.

I'm glad you're here. No, really. I'm mostly hoping you're nicer to me than April. April? Was a bitch. Things went insane at work and school. There were weeks that were so stressful that I couldn't eat, and when I could force myself to eat something, my body decided it shouldn't be there. Shit got massively fucked. But, I managed to pull myself out of it, at least I hope so. I've honestly been too worried to be optimistic lately, how f'ed up is that?

But you're here now, May! It means that after this THURSDAY, evil evil evil school will be OVER. I will have time to spend with my dear, horribly neglected friends (specifically [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty, [livejournal.com profile] redesigner, [livejournal.com profile] redstapler, [livejournal.com profile] airspaniel, [livejournal.com profile] teany, [livejournal.com profile] ginpalace and SO MANY OTHERS). I will get to see more of my family (especially [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic). I will have my weekends back. For the most part - I have a couple of weddings coming up, one requiring a trip to New Orleans. (Which figures, I get to take one big trip this summer and the whole area I'm heading to is a mess.) Still, it's [livejournal.com profile] zyll's wedding, which I wouldn't miss for the WORLD.

I will also have more time to devote to the world's most amazing, wonderful, supportive and loving fiancee. Because without him, I probably would have my own little padded studio at Bellview right now.

April had a few tiny bright spots - I got to see [livejournal.com profile] zyll and we had a pretty awesome time at her bachelorette party. AND, because she's awesome, she decided that an appropriate "You're Thirty!"/"You're engaged!"/Thanks for planning my hen weekend gift was a KINDLE. A mother-freaking kindle. Of course, I haven't really had much of a chance to use said kindle due to the latest Dresden Files book not being available in Kindle format, but I have a bunch of free books and some not-free books to read on it, and I'll be taking it on vacation with me next week.

Also, [livejournal.com profile] redesigner is back in the borough of Brooklyn, where he belongs. To say I'm pleased about this is like saying I kind of like the Yankees. :D

I just finished busting my ass on my last Research, Writing & Litigation assignment (still not done) and am currently in-progress on my Copyright & Trademark final.

Sweet Sequined Jesus, I'm exhausted. But I'm trying to power through.
offbalance: (shield maiden by antheia)
Oh, hey there, May.

I'm glad you're here. No, really. I'm mostly hoping you're nicer to me than April. April? Was a bitch. Things went insane at work and school. There were weeks that were so stressful that I couldn't eat, and when I could force myself to eat something, my body decided it shouldn't be there. Shit got massively fucked. But, I managed to pull myself out of it, at least I hope so. I've honestly been too worried to be optimistic lately, how f'ed up is that?

But you're here now, May! It means that after this THURSDAY, evil evil evil school will be OVER. I will have time to spend with my dear, horribly neglected friends (specifically [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty, [livejournal.com profile] redesigner, [livejournal.com profile] redstapler, [livejournal.com profile] airspaniel, [livejournal.com profile] teany, [livejournal.com profile] ginpalace and SO MANY OTHERS). I will get to see more of my family (especially [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic). I will have my weekends back. For the most part - I have a couple of weddings coming up, one requiring a trip to New Orleans. (Which figures, I get to take one big trip this summer and the whole area I'm heading to is a mess.) Still, it's [livejournal.com profile] zyll's wedding, which I wouldn't miss for the WORLD.

I will also have more time to devote to the world's most amazing, wonderful, supportive and loving fiancee. Because without him, I probably would have my own little padded studio at Bellview right now.

April had a few tiny bright spots - I got to see [livejournal.com profile] zyll and we had a pretty awesome time at her bachelorette party. AND, because she's awesome, she decided that an appropriate "You're Thirty!"/"You're engaged!"/Thanks for planning my hen weekend gift was a KINDLE. A mother-freaking kindle. Of course, I haven't really had much of a chance to use said kindle due to the latest Dresden Files book not being available in Kindle format, but I have a bunch of free books and some not-free books to read on it, and I'll be taking it on vacation with me next week.

Also, [livejournal.com profile] redesigner is back in the borough of Brooklyn, where he belongs. To say I'm pleased about this is like saying I kind of like the Yankees. :D

I just finished busting my ass on my last Research, Writing & Litigation assignment (still not done) and am currently in-progress on my Copyright & Trademark final.

Sweet Sequined Jesus, I'm exhausted. But I'm trying to power through.

What's New?

Apr. 1st, 2010 11:28 am
offbalance: (mm how do you like me now)
Okay, is too much, lemme summup:



  • School continues to kick my ass in terms of workload and time, but I'm doing okay otherwise. I was super worried about this Summons and Complaint (for the uninitiated, the summons is a notice that says "O HAY UR BEIN SUED," the complaint is "AND HERE'S WHY!") I wasn't so worried about the summons (as it's sort of a form you fill out), but I was a tad concerned about the complaint. Well, I was, and then I got an A. Granted, I have miles to go before I can sleep in terms of this Research, Writing & Litigation class, but that A was a nice confidence boost. I hope I do as well on my document demands and evidence log. I also received an A in my technology and the law class, which really made me happy, as I worked really hard on that final. Remember the super-old professor who forgot what he was talking about mid-sentence and kept getting facts wrong? I managed a B. Huzzah!


  • Work is work. *sigh*


  • Thanks to the wonders of modern medicine, I'm healthy again. \o/ Thank jeebus. I had no idea how crappy I'd felt for so long until I, you know, stopped feeling crappy.


  • I have many, many thoughts on this. It's hard for me to put them into words, because the rage makes forming sentences hard. When you're a survivor of this kind of bullying, the never-ending, day-in, day-out battery (be it physical and/or emotional), it's hard to sit and watch things like this happen again and again. I'm pleased that these miserable little wates of organs are being prosecuted (although considering what I believe these little sociopathic bastards deserve, being put on trial is the equivalent to a hug and a cookie), but I'm heartbroken that this girl felt she had to take her own life to escape it. I'm angry not one teacher stepped in and tried to do anything. I'm angry the authorities were not called. I can only hope that it's bringing more attention to the fact that kids are not "just kids," this stuff needs to be clamped down on not only early but ruthlessly, and attention needs to be paid. That's all I've got before my hands usually start balling up into fists.


  • Wedding planning has started in tiny bits, despite my insistence that it wouldn't even be touched until May. I've emailed a couple of caterers, but it honestly feels like I'm back to internet dating. I see someone's page, I like them, I write to them. They write back, ask for more information, which I give. And then, nothing. (Although one said he really wanted to talk over the phone instead). I still have 2 or 3 more I hope to write to, but still, I keep excitedly opening up my wedding-crap email address and am disappointed to find nothing from caterer #1, the one I really, really liked. I'm also consistently annoyed at how much caterers hem and haw over price quotes. Just give me a damn ballpark, for crying out loud. More on this story as it develops.


  • In other wedding-related news, I've already changed my mind 6 times on what colors I'll be using (and torturing [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic, [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty and my mom with all of my back-and-forth). And, photographers are crazy expensive. But I'm hopeful I can still find a good one that I like. It's not something I feel like I can go without on the day. There are many things I could go without (DJ, flowers, etc.) but I want good pictures of me, at least once in my life. I don't think that's so much to ask on an important day such as this one.


  • I got to see [livejournal.com profile] quantumchick and her hubby last week, and it was spectacular. She looks amazing, and I'm so happy and excited for her about all of the cool stuff she (and they) have in store. ::sends hugs::


  • [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I also got to see The Runaways two weeks ago, and I really liked it. It was atmospheric, and didn't spend ages explaining everything. And, I was impressed by the acting. Aparently Kristen Stewart isn't bad if there's not some sparkly moper in her line of sight. Dakota Fanning was also terrific - but she was always a good actress, so that was less of a surprise. It's worth seeing. Next up is hopefully Hot Tub Time Machine or Leaves of Grass, both of which I very much want to see.

  • For years, [livejournal.com profile] spookshowbaby has called Timothy Olyphant Timothy Oly-fantastic. I mean, of course the guy was rad. His character in Hit Man had way more depth, humor, and inner life than the script called for, and that's all acting. Plus he deserves kudos for creating a villian in Die Hard Iv that I could honestly believe knew how to use a computer (and possibly hack NORAD on a laptop just to prove a point, but that's neither here nor there.) Then, I finally got around to watching the pilot for Justified, which I had downloaded when it was free on itunes. Oh. My. God. Hold the boat, because I'm boarding it in a big way. I knew the guy is a great actor - the best new one I've seen in a long time - but he's also blisteringly hot, apparently. I did not know this previously, but HELLO NURSE. It helps, of course, that the show is well written, smart, dark, funny, and, as surprised as I am to say so - beautifully shot. It's also subtle, which is a welcome change (as much as I enjoy Human Target, Guerro is the only semi-subtle thing on that shovel-to-the-face of a show.) The combination of a really well-written character and Olyphant's ability to raise an eyebrow and convey the entire scope of his meaning? Yeah. I'll be tuning in. Score one for FX.


  • I'd like a nap. I'm so tired. We had friends over for dinner last night and while it was infinite amounts of awesome, I am TIRED. Oh, and more in love with my crock pot than evar.




That's about it.

What's New?

Apr. 1st, 2010 11:28 am
offbalance: (mm how do you like me now)
Okay, is too much, lemme summup:



  • School continues to kick my ass in terms of workload and time, but I'm doing okay otherwise. I was super worried about this Summons and Complaint (for the uninitiated, the summons is a notice that says "O HAY UR BEIN SUED," the complaint is "AND HERE'S WHY!") I wasn't so worried about the summons (as it's sort of a form you fill out), but I was a tad concerned about the complaint. Well, I was, and then I got an A. Granted, I have miles to go before I can sleep in terms of this Research, Writing & Litigation class, but that A was a nice confidence boost. I hope I do as well on my document demands and evidence log. I also received an A in my technology and the law class, which really made me happy, as I worked really hard on that final. Remember the super-old professor who forgot what he was talking about mid-sentence and kept getting facts wrong? I managed a B. Huzzah!


  • Work is work. *sigh*


  • Thanks to the wonders of modern medicine, I'm healthy again. \o/ Thank jeebus. I had no idea how crappy I'd felt for so long until I, you know, stopped feeling crappy.


  • I have many, many thoughts on this. It's hard for me to put them into words, because the rage makes forming sentences hard. When you're a survivor of this kind of bullying, the never-ending, day-in, day-out battery (be it physical and/or emotional), it's hard to sit and watch things like this happen again and again. I'm pleased that these miserable little wates of organs are being prosecuted (although considering what I believe these little sociopathic bastards deserve, being put on trial is the equivalent to a hug and a cookie), but I'm heartbroken that this girl felt she had to take her own life to escape it. I'm angry not one teacher stepped in and tried to do anything. I'm angry the authorities were not called. I can only hope that it's bringing more attention to the fact that kids are not "just kids," this stuff needs to be clamped down on not only early but ruthlessly, and attention needs to be paid. That's all I've got before my hands usually start balling up into fists.


  • Wedding planning has started in tiny bits, despite my insistence that it wouldn't even be touched until May. I've emailed a couple of caterers, but it honestly feels like I'm back to internet dating. I see someone's page, I like them, I write to them. They write back, ask for more information, which I give. And then, nothing. (Although one said he really wanted to talk over the phone instead). I still have 2 or 3 more I hope to write to, but still, I keep excitedly opening up my wedding-crap email address and am disappointed to find nothing from caterer #1, the one I really, really liked. I'm also consistently annoyed at how much caterers hem and haw over price quotes. Just give me a damn ballpark, for crying out loud. More on this story as it develops.


  • In other wedding-related news, I've already changed my mind 6 times on what colors I'll be using (and torturing [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic, [livejournal.com profile] blergeatkitty and my mom with all of my back-and-forth). And, photographers are crazy expensive. But I'm hopeful I can still find a good one that I like. It's not something I feel like I can go without on the day. There are many things I could go without (DJ, flowers, etc.) but I want good pictures of me, at least once in my life. I don't think that's so much to ask on an important day such as this one.


  • I got to see [livejournal.com profile] quantumchick and her hubby last week, and it was spectacular. She looks amazing, and I'm so happy and excited for her about all of the cool stuff she (and they) have in store. ::sends hugs::


  • [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I also got to see The Runaways two weeks ago, and I really liked it. It was atmospheric, and didn't spend ages explaining everything. And, I was impressed by the acting. Aparently Kristen Stewart isn't bad if there's not some sparkly moper in her line of sight. Dakota Fanning was also terrific - but she was always a good actress, so that was less of a surprise. It's worth seeing. Next up is hopefully Hot Tub Time Machine or Leaves of Grass, both of which I very much want to see.

  • For years, [livejournal.com profile] spookshowbaby has called Timothy Olyphant Timothy Oly-fantastic. I mean, of course the guy was rad. His character in Hit Man had way more depth, humor, and inner life than the script called for, and that's all acting. Plus he deserves kudos for creating a villian in Die Hard Iv that I could honestly believe knew how to use a computer (and possibly hack NORAD on a laptop just to prove a point, but that's neither here nor there.) Then, I finally got around to watching the pilot for Justified, which I had downloaded when it was free on itunes. Oh. My. God. Hold the boat, because I'm boarding it in a big way. I knew the guy is a great actor - the best new one I've seen in a long time - but he's also blisteringly hot, apparently. I did not know this previously, but HELLO NURSE. It helps, of course, that the show is well written, smart, dark, funny, and, as surprised as I am to say so - beautifully shot. It's also subtle, which is a welcome change (as much as I enjoy Human Target, Guerro is the only semi-subtle thing on that shovel-to-the-face of a show.) The combination of a really well-written character and Olyphant's ability to raise an eyebrow and convey the entire scope of his meaning? Yeah. I'll be tuning in. Score one for FX.


  • I'd like a nap. I'm so tired. We had friends over for dinner last night and while it was infinite amounts of awesome, I am TIRED. Oh, and more in love with my crock pot than evar.




That's about it.
offbalance: (freaking friends by leopard lady)
Let's see, where to begin?

I'm home sick. Since I was turning 30 on Thursday (more on that in a minute) I took my annual birthday days off. I had one super-fun day of doing stuff with [livejournal.com profile] ginpalace before I woke up on my actual birthday with a nasty sore throat. I tried to ignore it. I even ignored it on Friday, as I ran out to do errands, have lunch with [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic and other things similar. But to no avail - no matter how much I tried to rest or baby myself to prevent the sick from happening, it happened. Urgh. I started getting really bad on Sunday night - I felt woozy and my voice was doing weird things. When I woke up yesterday morning? I had no voice at all. AND, my doctor had an emergency, so I couldn't even see him during his office hours on a day I had off anyway. Awesome. I'm home again today ( was supposed to be back in the shitstorm that is work today, but after spending the entire night hacking, sneezing, and such, I called out. Turned out to be a good thing, too. I slept a bit and am starting to feel better). Still, my voice isn't working, and there's a whole bunch of other gross (redacted) things that I don't want to get into. Suffice it to say that my doc felt justified prescribing antibiotic over the phone, and I felt justified accepting (last time I used any was a year or so ago anyway).

And now I'm 30. It's interesting in many ways, no doubt there. But it's hard to say how much different I feel. Granted, there are some things my body doesn't do as well as it used to. (Like drink. But I kind of want to test that out again when I'm better) On the whole, I feel about the same. I have a feeling it's one of those things you feel more of over time - but I have to say that 25 came as a bigger shock than 30. And, I think that I was a bit more tweaked about turning 29 and being *almost* 30 (omg!!) than I was about actually being 30. So there you go.

Thank you to all and sundry for your good wishes on my getting engaged. We're very excited, and I've been doing a lot of research. A lot. It's kind of nice to have a fluffy fun project to mess around with in my extremely limited downtime. With all that's been going on with work and school I've had no time to think about anything. I can hardly manage enough brain to read a book on the subway - I only WISH I were exaggerating.

I have many thoughts about work, but I really don't want to get into them in a public post. Suffice it to say that I think the Publishing industry is mired in its own digital version of the Emperor's New Clothes. That, and I really want to re-read Marshall McLuhan and all the other cool digital media books I read in a college com class I had Freshman year. I feel like everyone is so caught up in the newness of a particular (and honestly, pretty cool) format, that they're really forgetting that readers aren't going to give a crap what format they're reading something in if the book sucks. And, giving people lots of crap to choose from is helping no one if it's...crap. And I also can't decide if I'm seeing the big picture or not being open-minded about the future. It's the kind of thing I'd like to have a sit-down with [livejournal.com profile] redesigner about, as he always has amazing things to say on this topic.

As for school? School continues to let me down and excite me in the same ways it has ever since I was a wee girl. On the one hand, I'm jazzed to be learning new things and being challenged. On the other, my professors are endlessly disappointing. One prof in particular is really getting my (and my friend Sz's) goat. He's been increasingly erratic, disorganized, distracted, rude to us, and unfocused. I have theories as to why, but that's all they are. Theories. I keep reminding myself that I have JUST. SEVEN. WEEKS. left and then I will have a shiny diploma. But still, I really wanted to get more out of this program. He's been doing all this english-department bullshit I hated in creative writing classes I could read a Cosmo during and still ace, but as this is a class in Research, Writing, and Litigation, I feel less confident. I don't accept that group work or "co-operative learning" or whatever you call it is anything but a cop-out. I don't want to be taught by my peers. I want to be taught by someone who knows more than I do!! If this person doesn't feel like running a class, I'm sure they can find someone who is willing to actually teach the material. I've done my wasted time sitting in a circle and "communicating." It's bull. You-teacher, me student. You teach, I learn. That simple. It's not "spoon feeding." It's you, doing what you are being paid to do. Now get off your lazy ass and do it. Especially if you feel comfortable criticizing us for not doing things exactly the way you want us to. Argh.

Soon, I will have time again for creative endeavors. I will. I hope. And I will no longer be sick. I doubt work will stop being anything other than hell for awhile, though. *sigh*

Speaking of, I'm going to go sit in a hot shower, after a suggestion from a professor of mine who actually gives a shit that I try a steam room for my congestion.
offbalance: (freaking friends by leopard lady)
Let's see, where to begin?

I'm home sick. Since I was turning 30 on Thursday (more on that in a minute) I took my annual birthday days off. I had one super-fun day of doing stuff with [livejournal.com profile] ginpalace before I woke up on my actual birthday with a nasty sore throat. I tried to ignore it. I even ignored it on Friday, as I ran out to do errands, have lunch with [livejournal.com profile] quasisonic and other things similar. But to no avail - no matter how much I tried to rest or baby myself to prevent the sick from happening, it happened. Urgh. I started getting really bad on Sunday night - I felt woozy and my voice was doing weird things. When I woke up yesterday morning? I had no voice at all. AND, my doctor had an emergency, so I couldn't even see him during his office hours on a day I had off anyway. Awesome. I'm home again today ( was supposed to be back in the shitstorm that is work today, but after spending the entire night hacking, sneezing, and such, I called out. Turned out to be a good thing, too. I slept a bit and am starting to feel better). Still, my voice isn't working, and there's a whole bunch of other gross (redacted) things that I don't want to get into. Suffice it to say that my doc felt justified prescribing antibiotic over the phone, and I felt justified accepting (last time I used any was a year or so ago anyway).

And now I'm 30. It's interesting in many ways, no doubt there. But it's hard to say how much different I feel. Granted, there are some things my body doesn't do as well as it used to. (Like drink. But I kind of want to test that out again when I'm better) On the whole, I feel about the same. I have a feeling it's one of those things you feel more of over time - but I have to say that 25 came as a bigger shock than 30. And, I think that I was a bit more tweaked about turning 29 and being *almost* 30 (omg!!) than I was about actually being 30. So there you go.

Thank you to all and sundry for your good wishes on my getting engaged. We're very excited, and I've been doing a lot of research. A lot. It's kind of nice to have a fluffy fun project to mess around with in my extremely limited downtime. With all that's been going on with work and school I've had no time to think about anything. I can hardly manage enough brain to read a book on the subway - I only WISH I were exaggerating.

I have many thoughts about work, but I really don't want to get into them in a public post. Suffice it to say that I think the Publishing industry is mired in its own digital version of the Emperor's New Clothes. That, and I really want to re-read Marshall McLuhan and all the other cool digital media books I read in a college com class I had Freshman year. I feel like everyone is so caught up in the newness of a particular (and honestly, pretty cool) format, that they're really forgetting that readers aren't going to give a crap what format they're reading something in if the book sucks. And, giving people lots of crap to choose from is helping no one if it's...crap. And I also can't decide if I'm seeing the big picture or not being open-minded about the future. It's the kind of thing I'd like to have a sit-down with [livejournal.com profile] redesigner about, as he always has amazing things to say on this topic.

As for school? School continues to let me down and excite me in the same ways it has ever since I was a wee girl. On the one hand, I'm jazzed to be learning new things and being challenged. On the other, my professors are endlessly disappointing. One prof in particular is really getting my (and my friend Sz's) goat. He's been increasingly erratic, disorganized, distracted, rude to us, and unfocused. I have theories as to why, but that's all they are. Theories. I keep reminding myself that I have JUST. SEVEN. WEEKS. left and then I will have a shiny diploma. But still, I really wanted to get more out of this program. He's been doing all this english-department bullshit I hated in creative writing classes I could read a Cosmo during and still ace, but as this is a class in Research, Writing, and Litigation, I feel less confident. I don't accept that group work or "co-operative learning" or whatever you call it is anything but a cop-out. I don't want to be taught by my peers. I want to be taught by someone who knows more than I do!! If this person doesn't feel like running a class, I'm sure they can find someone who is willing to actually teach the material. I've done my wasted time sitting in a circle and "communicating." It's bull. You-teacher, me student. You teach, I learn. That simple. It's not "spoon feeding." It's you, doing what you are being paid to do. Now get off your lazy ass and do it. Especially if you feel comfortable criticizing us for not doing things exactly the way you want us to. Argh.

Soon, I will have time again for creative endeavors. I will. I hope. And I will no longer be sick. I doubt work will stop being anything other than hell for awhile, though. *sigh*

Speaking of, I'm going to go sit in a hot shower, after a suggestion from a professor of mine who actually gives a shit that I try a steam room for my congestion.
offbalance: (Charlotte and Harry smiles)
Y HALLO THAR INTERNET.

I have some news. It's ready to be official, announceable news now.


J AND I ARE ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's right, sports fans: he liked it so much he wanted to marry it.



Then, he put a ring on it:



In case you are interested, here's the tl;dr details )

Anyway, now that I've completed the prepared statement, we will now open the floor to questions. :)
offbalance: (Charlotte and Harry smiles)
Y HALLO THAR INTERNET.

I have some news. It's ready to be official, announceable news now.


J AND I ARE ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's right, sports fans: he liked it so much he wanted to marry it.



Then, he put a ring on it:



In case you are interested, here's the tl;dr details )

Anyway, now that I've completed the prepared statement, we will now open the floor to questions. :)
offbalance: (smiling me)
Wow. Epic new year was epic. [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I caught a concert with Dean & Britta at Southpaw before heading to a Soiree That Will Live in Infamy at [livejournal.com profile] lwoodbloo's. Awesome.

Without further ado....

2009 in review )
offbalance: (smiling me)
Wow. Epic new year was epic. [livejournal.com profile] j_bkl and I caught a concert with Dean & Britta at Southpaw before heading to a Soiree That Will Live in Infamy at [livejournal.com profile] lwoodbloo's. Awesome.

Without further ado....

2009 in review )

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