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GRRR.... RRRAHHRRR....

DAMMIT.
this should not be this hard. I have Microsoft front page and Dreamweaver and I can't get a template that will work. Am I just seriously missing something??? I guess I just need to get a book on html and learn the stuff.
damn. Just when you think a thing might be easy...

crappy pre-holiday funk

love = comments!

thanks to Ninsi for her vigilance! It makes me feel loved.... mmmmm....

love also= cold beer brought to you after a bad day at work.

love also = time uninterrupted at the computer -- at any time.

love also = "you are so beautiful" no matter what I look like, any time of day...
but these are examples of love from Luigi, the wonderful boyfriend.

there is so much more love, in different directions.


anyway. Work sucks.
have you ever noticed that there is a community feeling that goes around? Like when a bad mood runs through the whole office/plant/whatever? The same goes for a really good mood, etc. I know that emotions are infectious, but this runs more toward what Bunny found, the cryptomnesia idea; the community conciousness that Jung talked about.

There have been interesting discussions about this concept and fascinating studies done. I like this concept that we as a species share an awareness; I also like the idea that thought is an energy and we can think things into happening. I find this a good way to introduceFuzzy Buddie's tornado theory: tornadoes occur because of an imbalance in nature caused by the bad mental health of humans. And because this mental illness (don't laugh yet) is concentrated and perpetuated in the communities of trailer parks, the tornadoes are drawn to them, to correct the imbalance caused by the bad mental/emotional energy centerd there.
Fuzzy Buddy is very strange.

*note*

since I have just changed the template, things are weird. I am still learning how to drive this. There are no comments right now - the email link works but brings up outlook, I believe. feel free to use this if you like until I get haloscan or something.

advice is appreciated.

thank you.

no nifty title

ok. here we go, another multiple-day post.

Speck is in heat again, oh boy. We have GOT to get her fixed, she has the most terrible yowl: she sounds like she's drowning, or in pain, or something. I know she's really ok, but it's horrible and distracting and damn annoying.


Congratulations to Jess and the Rev on the boy fish!! Here's hoping the ultrasound comes out to be correct!


this was a long weekend; it ran like this:

Thurs.nite/Fri.morning to Sunday nite/Mon.morning
I left work, and ended up not sleeping so I could take the car to be serviced(this was supposed to be an oil change and tire rotation, around $35. ended up being like $65. Bastards.) and that was at around 10 AM. then Luigi and I went to get Dr. Nick's house key to house sit for a while -- but about 10 minutes after we got there, he called and said never mind, so we left. But we took his key with us, and so he called at about 9, when he got home. I was sleeping, but woke up when the phone rang. So we went to take him his key, and he ended up coming back with us. So we watched a movie called "Equilibrium" which kicked so much ass I can't tell you; JUST WATCH IT. REALLY. If you thought the stuff in the Matrix movies was cool at all, you *must* see this. and then we went outside so Dr. Nick could smoke, and there was a garter snake on the sidewalk. He picked it up to put it in the grass, and it wriggled like a nightcrawler. I picked it up, and it calmly wrapped itself around my fingers and wove in and out, and around my hand, and was perfectly calm and tame. I've never had one do that. It was so cool... I hung around outside for a while, just being with the snake. After a bit, I put it down on the walk, and it just sat there, looking at me. It only moved when I touched it again, and it went on down the walk to the grass in a leisurely way. So I went inside and then we watched... umm... I forget. Luigi is asleep, so I can't ask him...well, anyway, I'll tell you tomorrow. but by that time , it was late, so we went to bed. Dr. Nick woke me up to take him to work at 10:45, and then I was up. Luigi and I then decided we wanted to go swimming (yay! swimming!) but we had to go buy him swim trunks, since he has lost enough weight to make his shorts just slide off him (dammit) and that was a trip to Target, and then to Sears. And then we swam (yay!) and then I laid down on the floor to have a nap in the sunbeam coming in the window. Mmmm... and just as Luigi snuggled down with me, and I mean just as, The God of Biscuits and Other Good Things called to ask if Luigi was coming over already for the card flopping. So he was up and on the way pretty quick. I got up and dressed and took myself to the park again. Ahh, I love Woodward Park. I stayed there for about three hours, doodling and just lying in the grass, walking in the rose gardens, and watching fireflies. Fireflies are great, don't you agree? I can see how a field full of them would inspire tales of fairies and magic etc...
When I got home, I ate the last of the chicken alfredo that I had made on Friday, after we went through the car servicing adventure. (It was really good stuff. I was quite proud.) and then Luigi came home, and... again I've lost a couple of hours. we did something... anyway,we ended up lying on the living room floor, watching cartoons, and fell asleep. We woke up sometime into the morning and moved to the bedroom. I got up at about 10/10:30, and didn't get anything done. Not a bad thing, just hanging around... Dr. Nick called at about 2:30, i think, and we went to Don Pablos for lunch things with the Beautiful Cari. Afterward Dr. Nick helped me pack up some stuff from Jamestown (fish tank, My Little Ponies [I love these things] etc...) and I took him home. When I got home, Luigi was making dinner, and just as it was ready, The Princess Bride came on tv. It was wonderful. And then it rained, and that was good too.

and that is the short form of the weekend. It was good. Just plain good.

ducking the blogstapo

ok, ok. I know it's been a few days. almost a week. whatever. things happen, you will just have to be patient...

ok. so the party was great, had a good time, it was soooo very good to have people over to enjoy themselves. The lack of furniture did not stop the festivities, since a lot of us have no problem with the floor, and some of us prefer to stand in most circumstances. It was great. Looking forward with excitement to the next time I can do it.

since it has been a while, and I forget things easily, i worte down some topics while at work.

so, let's pick one or two.




as of today, May the 21st, it is 70 days to my birthday! This means that it is also 800 days until I turn (dumdumdumdum...) 30!!! (oooooooh....) so weird. For the longest time, I never felt like I really was the age I was. But recently, I think that my perception and reality are merging. I finally feel like I am the age I am, that I recognize myself in the mirror for the first time in a long time, if not ever. That was such an interesting experience, to look in the mirror and feel that my face and voice finally matched, and that I was living in the right body. No, not living in the right body -- that I was settled in the right body. That my body finally fit the part that was me. Kind of like when you move, and you finally get the furniture settled into place: that *click* that happens when things are where they should be, for optimum function and comfort. Does this make sense?

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I can't think of how to ask you if you've ever had this experience without first relating the tale, so here goes...

There's this guy I work with. (We'll call him Rider, until I can get a better nickname = He rides a motorcycle unless the weather is bad) Anyway, I talk to him a lot at work, think he's great, consider him a friend type person. And people who know me, know how I feel about people that gain that status. I'm a Loving Heart (yes, as a title -- ask me later & I'll tell you) and tender hearted to boot. So last night (yesterday morning, it was 6:00 A.M.) Luigi and I are watching the local news, and there is a report of a man who was riding a motorcycle and died when he tried to exit the highway too fast. It was Hw 75 (which is the one that goes right past work) and it happened at about 3:00 (which is right when he gets out). so you see my concern. there were a couple of things that made me pretty sure it wasn't him:
1. the guy died when his head hit the curb; no helmet. Rider *always* wears his helmet. But still, he could have decided this once to enjoy the wind in his hair, right? It only takes once, as they say...
2. the accident happened on Northbound 75, exiting to 56th st north. we work at 76th st north, he lives near Foyil (which is north of work) so he had no business being there. Again, however. I don't know everything about him or his life, there could easily have been a reason for him to have gone south to do something and have just been on his way home.
3. the guy laid the bike down because he was going too fast to take the turn. Rider does love to go fast fast, *BUT* he is aware of the dangers that he is subjecting himself to by using this mode of transportation.
and since the name is not being released, I have no way of knowing for certain if it is him or not.

you see my difficulty?

I thought about calling his house, but he lives with this parents right now, and they do not answer the phone, they let the machine get it. and if it was him, I didn't want to A) talk to them in this moment and B)possibly be the one to tell them about it, since I am sure they would want to know why I am calling looking for him and him not being home.
I just told myself "it wasn't him. he wears his helmet. he had no reason to be there. he knows better. he doesn't ride like that." so on, and so on. So we went to bed. When I left for work, Luigi asked me to call him and let him know if Rider was there or not. I drove to work, that cold sour feeling in the bottom of my belly. I thought about how I would react if he wasn't there, if they told me it had been him, if he really was dead.
When I got to work, I took a deep breath and went in.
I thought about it all again as I walked through the plant. and as I rounded the corner, I looked up.
and there in the break area, sitting at a table, looking at (I don't remember, it's not important...) is Rider.
I was so relieved.
I walked to the table, and he looked up, a bit surprised, as I put my stuff down and sat next to him, and gave him one of those sitting-next-to-you hugs -- you know, the sideways ones.

When I let go, he said "what was that all about?"
I told him.
He kind of grinned and said "well, sorry to disappoint you."

Silly ass.

I called Luigi at the first opportunity and told him, and he was relieved as well. I kind of think that his relief was more because I was not emotionally hurt than because Rider was all right, but that was there too. We do like this guy. As a matter of fact, he plans to move in with Dr. Nick, as soon as the current roommate vacates - and Rider can get his stuff together and get there. Good for all, y'know?

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ok. does this satisfy the blogstapo for now?

hope so.

BTW -- Bunny, send me more info on HaloScan, please... I do want to be accomodating to all, and if the comments are a pain in the ass, well then - they must change.

remind me to tell you about my idea for grownup art camp.

Later.

unh. after party.....

the day after a party is always a let down, of a sort. there is inevitably one or two people that end up sleeping on the floor, but that doesn't always mean it's because they can't walk.

It was a good party -- the first one we've had here. And apparently the neighbors don't mind a bit of noise outside.

unh. more later.

PARTY!!!

Draco has arrived! the party is here!

just one of those days

ok. so, last night (since it is now after I have slept) work sucked. It was all screwed up for most of the day, and by the time I got home I was tired and cranky and just out of sorts.

but there is a lot to be said for the regenerative powers of a shower, good nookie and sleep.

and now it is officially tomorrow and I am playing hooky from work... it screws up my perfect attendance and now i have to wait another two months to lose one point from the point and a half that it's costing me to take today off.... but sometimes you just have to. I am beginning to understand why flowcoaters are the way they are. it's just the nature of the job, I suppose.

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we are all recovering from our upbringing. everyone's family is bent. noone is normal. the hard part, the real growing up, is getting over it, and becoming your own person, shaping your own life. we all have to get over it and go on.

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thanks for comments! but please leave at least your name, even if I don't know you. it's almost like not leaving a message on voice mail. I hate that.

anyway.
I kind of like Sleepwalker too, but I'm thinking about changing it to Nightwalker. but that sounds sooooo baby-bat, so "goth", like I'm really trying for something. Sleepwalker, I guess I shall be... although I'm Shadowcall on skullfurnace.com
and I kinda like that name. but Sleepwalker is growing on me, the more i think about it. I don't know if I can define it in a linear enough fashion to put it into words yet. I'll think about it some more.

it's kind of like -- Sleepwalker: one who walks while sleeping; one who walks through the world of the sleeping; one who walks through sleep; etc...

so I think I'll keep it, at least for a while...

well, off to Mayfest, now that it has finished the traditional downpour.

hurrah!

have been added to Ninsianna's blog list! I made it! I feel like I am in the world now, or something...
(btw, girl, I have some things that I think would be great graphics/banners. when I get them in the box, I will let you know and maybe you can help me with it...) and actually, "sleepwalker" is not a bad nickname, really. I don't really have another one, not one with significance or staying power. If anyone has any ideas, I'm open to suggestions....

ok. so today is just a day, mostly. Waiting to hear more about Dr. Nick's adventures with this roommate and life in general. The schedule for the weekend is filling fast, ready to start popping stitches. Why is it that you can do so little for so long, but as soon as you have things to do you have lots of things to do? I think I'm gonna end up taking a day off from work just to do everything, because it's all going to happen at once... sigh. Maybe I won't. but I'll have to decide fast.

ok. losing cohesion among brain cells...

remind me to tell you about my theory on the flowcoat culture.

mondays. sigh.

I wish that i didn't have to work -- that I could work because I want to. But don't we all? This job is good for me... lots of exercise. Somedays it's a ten hour aerobic program. Somedays it's a ten hour weightlifting exercise. Somedays we slack off.
Today, we washed frontline really well. My shoes were wet -- which was quite an accomplishment. I mean really wet -- socks and jeans to the knees, kids. fun with a power washer, yeah!

This weekend is Mayfest -- hurrah!-- and Draco and his gal will be here, visiting, and crashing on my floor... guess I'd better find the floor for them before they arrive... ick. laundry for days. whee.

ok, working the early end of the line tomorrow/today... must sleep now. and not in chair in front of thinkbox....

here I go, thinking of Mayfest...
mmm... sunny Downtown Tulsa... lots of art, music, fair food...

remind me to tell you about the time Pretzel & Goat went swimming in the fountain downtown.
tomorrow, maybe.

sleep...

a day in the park

Today I took some time for myself.
Being a night worker, the only times I see the sun are on the drive to work and maybe at first break, if I make it outside. And today was so nice, I just couldn't stay inside anymore. It took me a while to get myself togethre to go; I kept fidgeting and couldn't decide if I wanted Luigi Sheepdog and Dr. Nick to come with, or if i wanted to go by my self. I finally went alone, and had a lovely time, thanks. I ended up just watching people and squirrels and the green green trees. I love Woodward park. It's one of my favorite places ever.
It's prom season, so the park was full of kids in fancy dresses and tuxedos... so strange, the rituals and customs that we have invented for our society. I'll think about some that I would like to implement myself.

My sister the Lawer came into town on Wed., which was the Oldest Sister's birthday. And I am terrible about calling... I just hope that I get to see the Lawer while she is here, and for maybe more than a couple of hours.

I think that I will try to take some time ever Friday for myself. Just me, myself & I, as they say...

Ok. so maybe this blogging thing will be fun...

Ninsianna, I miss you. I know I haven't seen you in a really long time, and haven't really communicated in just about as long, but I do miss you. Hoping your life is going well.... your blog makes it sound really good. Hope it's true.

Furious Jessy, pretty much the exact same message. I'm really glad that your life is sounding so much better now than it did the last time I talked to you in person. Do you remember that day? We went to the Full Moon on Cherry Street, and the power was out...
The baby pics look good. I'm thinking good thoughts for you, so maybe they will cancel out your grumbling and your kid won't be a jerk.

and as soon as I figure out how all this works I'll post links and all that stuff.

ok. so.
Here I go, thinking about trees...