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Look Ma! No wires! - Mood:Hopeful

Saturday January 28 20063:03:40 PM |

I went and got a cordless mouse and keyboard set today. I'm not pleased about it, but I did it. And promptly discovered that Tina's also eaten the wires for my speakers, as well. Ah well. 27 days!! Care for a Jordan Almond?

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"Just pour a little paprika down-- it`ll burn her nostrils." - Mood:Lonely

Thursday January 26 200610:47:52 AM |

YOU FAIL! My cat ...loved... the paprika. Sat under the computer for half an hour JUST sniffing it ecstatically, before commencing the destruction of the cords. I've decided that when I go to get my nails done next time, I'm going to put 10 of the 12 signs of the Zodiac on, one on each nail. Can you name all twelve WITHOUT HELP? I am really coveting an iced coffee right now. WE'RE IN THE TWENTIES AT LAST!!! 29 days to go. I have to be sure to get hamster food, see the doctor about my arm, get my car inspected, washed and oil-changed (is that proper? ), and call my insurance company about the MVA from a year ago that they still can't figure out. I convinced my mother to let me do a Tarot reading for her-- it was so cute the way you could see her start to think, "Wow, maybe this isn't the tool of Satan after all..."

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But wait, there`s more! If you act now, we`ll add a SPECIAL BONUS OFFER. - Mood:Disgusted

Monday January 23 20063:00:46 PM |

I'm going to messily eviscerate my stupid freaking cat. She chews through electrical wires for fun, or a rush, or whatever. Cell phone charger cords, appliance cords, game controller cords-- and now, I just got an email from my grandparents saying she chewed through my keyboard and mouse cords and the computer started making a horrible high pitched squealing noise. Stupid effing cat.. if I survive the drive home I'm going to bloody KILL you.

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My first time! (pictures) - Mood:Lonely

Saturday January 21 20062:04:35 PM |

My grandmother goes every two weeks to get her nails done in Palmer. I happened to be home this time when she went, so I went with her-- and they talked me into getting mine done too. It's a weird experience, having nails when I usually bite them down past the base. But I think they look much prettier... In other news, 34 days left! And my brother managed to get his third car impounded. And my mother's PCA was talking trash about me, to my own family!! "She's such a prep, going to England... nice clothes and new car!" Umm... lady, I haven't bought new clothes in at least six months, and the last ones I did buy were from Wal-Mart. And I got the cheapest car I could find, AND England is none of your effing business. Stupid cow. Jealous much? Moron.

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40 Days - Mood:Lonely

Sunday January 15 20061:26:54 PM |

Quite lonely today. The weather is more proper January than it has been lately, and the sound of the hail and the wind makes me melancholy-- even though I'm glad for the clean coldness after that silly thaw. I have a feeling it's going to be a headache day, and a wasted Sunday. Discontent and ill at ease, just wandering vaguely from room to room trying to find something that makes me feel worthwhile. Ugh! I miss him. I think I'll go read some of my old books. Maybe make some coffee... that'll be nice, coffee and a book and some music. I have so much to be happy about-- today's just one of those days, I guess.

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Why the f*ck is it such a mystery? - Mood:Suspicious

Saturday January 14 20062:27:21 PM |

When I say I want it BURNED... I want it BURNED. Black. Conflagrated. Cremated. Bring it as f*cking ASH if you have to, I'll be happy. But DON'T, I repeat, DON'T bring it to the table and ask "Is this done enough?" when it is still FLOPPY. 41 days left. We're almost in the 30s! And with his new job, I think we get to talk /more/ than we do usually. And it's nice to hear his voice right before I go to sleep. I should be productive today, but I'm not going to bother. How decadent. PPI's October 04 - Jan 06: 10/22/04 12/23/04 5/9/05 7/27/05 1/6/06 1/12/06 I'm getting better!

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I hate it when they do that. - Mood:Depressed

Friday January 13 20061:38:25 PM |

I have no problem when people want to use my hand lotion at work-- in fact, it makes me feel needed and useful, and so I encourage them to try it. I'm just needy that way, I guess. But I HATE it when they leave a trail of slopped lotion across the top of the bottle, and put the cap down on top of it. I'm completely obsessed with having a CLEAN TIPPED lotion. And I think it's just lazy and careless when they don't leave it spotless. Do you have idiosyncrasies like that? Like, you don't mind letting someone have a sip of your soda but if they don't put the cap back on you get pissed, or something along those lines? Sigh. I'm kinda blue today. But only 42 days left, at least. That's something to look forward to. And a weekend... that too. Yeah. I'm pretty lucky, all totalled up.

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43 Days! And you can always use a shot of espresso. - Mood:Lonely

Thursday January 12 200610:36:12 AM |

This mocha is oh-my-god good. I'm glad I left a tip, now. Just 43 days left until I go back to England to see Chris/Arcadium again! I'm so excited. And he's doing so well with his new job-- he works again tonight and he's very excited about it. I knew he'd fit right in. We are so lucky! Had dinner with Mother Dearest a few nights ago.. and it went REALLY well! She's getting much better-- I don't think she's on morphine at the moment and she's in a "good time" with the MS too; BONUS! It went really, really well... I was glad I went, for the first time in ages. And my Personal Pronoun I is getting much less hostile-- instead of looking like a sharp-edged figure-eight falling over, it looks like a sailboat with a sharp sail-tip; so I still have father issues but mother issues are getting better. I think it's fascinating that I can see changes like that in my own handwriting. Totally neat.

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Eventual Outcome: Two of Swords - Mood:Suspicious

Sunday January 08 20068:05:44 AM |

Good morning, Starshine. My country apple antibacterial moisturizing hand lotion says hello. 46 days left! Which means he's been gone now for 4. He starts his new job at the Casino tomorrow-- I can't WAIT to hear about it! He's going to be brilliant, I just hope he enjoys it as much as possible. I'm definitely coming down with a cold. Bah! I should have kept taking vitamin C instead of "forgetting". For practice, I did a quick silly Tarot reading for my coworker this morning. It was rather funny, actually. Bwahahaha. Poor confused thing. I have this feeling of impending doom. Like we're due for another tragedy or miniature apocalypse or something. Maybe a devastating volcano? I hope it's at least something natural like that, and not man-made disaster.

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Dear John Denver, - Mood:Lonely

Saturday January 07 200610:07:24 AM |

I was thinking last night that you wouldn't have made it through American Idol auditions, but it was still nice to hear your voice again. You wouldn't believe how weird hearing a record playing was. Sincerely, Lyntess _________________ Chris is trying to convince his family to come over for a visit sometime in May. How exciting would that be? I really hope they can make it out. He's told them that he'll pay for his parents' flights if they sort out hotel and whatnot. I'm trying to get him to let me pay for one of them, at least. 47 days left!!!

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49 Days... - Mood:Spent

Friday January 06 20067:10:58 AM |

Arcadium made it home safely, despite iffy weather on both shores. Hopefully, he's sleeping soundly now, recovering from the journey and getting ready to start his new job on Sunday. I miss him. A lot. But in the last few hours of his visit, I booked another ticket to go out there to see him again, so at least there's something to look forward to... AND a countdown to begin, yet again. Seven weeks, today, until I leave.... Yay.

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I didn`t know they were so pretty.... - Mood:Ecstatic

Thursday December 29 20059:52:07 AM |

Guess... Just GUESS what Chris and I did yesterday? I know most of you don't care, but a few will be at least mildly tickled. I'm bouncing off the frickfracking WALLS... We didn't buy anything, but I got to try one on.... I had NO idea how absolutely amazingly stunningly pretty they are.... And it was SO EXCITING!!! (And he didn't have a heart attack, die, roll his eyes or even shift nervously from foot to foot and glance desperately at the exits every ten seconds. He says we're "Engaged to be engaged.") Awwwwwww!

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I`m so tired of listening to people vomit, falalalalalalalala. - Mood:Indifferent

Tuesday December 27 20059:34:40 AM |

The last few days spent working in the ER have been VERY inspirational. I hope you enjoy this brief, musical summary as much as I've enjoyed experiencing the long, unlyrical version. ------------------------------------------- It's the most uncomfortable sound I can hear With those gurgles and groaning And preemptive moaning Unconsuming their beer It's the most uncomfortable sound I can hear It's the heave-heavingest time of them all In between the floor cleanings There'll be given new meanings To "decking the hall" It's the quease-queasiest time of them all There'll be basins for swishing And buckets for missing And upchucking into the trash There'll be reguritation Emesis, frustration At clothes ruined by the backsplash It's the most miserable feeling of all With each hiccup you're sicker And breakfast will trigger Disgorgement and gall It's the most miserable feeling of all -------------------------------------------

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Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream. - Mood:Hopeful

Monday December 26 20059:08:04 AM |

Dream dream dream, dream.... Good morning. What are you dreaming of?

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A tolerable family get-together? Is that even legal? - Mood:Smug

Sunday December 25 20057:30:47 AM |

Last night's Christmas party with my family was a complete success-- everyone was so happy and warm and friendly with each other (for once)... it was just a really good time. I'm SO thankful. And the dinner Chris/Arcadium and I had with one of my coworkers and her family was lovely. She spent most of the time grilling him about when he's going to Pop The Question. But it was nice anyhow. Mmm, Bailey's and Frangelico and coffee! Anti-bacterial hand lotion stones my stockings-- this stuff is totally cool, and so perfect for my job. Off to spend my amazon.com gift certificate, hooray! Hope you all had an absolutely gorgeous Christmas.

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Will you hose me down with holy water if I get too hot? - Mood:Happy

Friday December 23 20058:01:09 AM |

This is the first Christmas that I can ever remember being so amazingly happy, content, excited and generally filled with overwhelming delight. Dude, it's like... Christmas all over me! It's soooooooo nice to have Chris here for the holidays-- among other things, he's a huge help in the kitchen and he puts up with my obsessive, control-freak issues SO well! Plus, I have someone to snuggle. Which is REALLY special. Apologies for my absence, though I doubt many people noticed. I've been dropping too many of my responsibilities, and though I've still not got everything done, I wanted to at least pop in and say a hello and Merry Christmas to everyone.

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ARGH! - Mood:Disgusted

Friday November 04 200512:19:24 PM |

I just remembered the SECOND thing I forgot: the three instant cameras I had left over from last visit. ARGH!!! So I went to the gift shop here at the hospital to see if they had any. Ready for this? EFFING $16 FOR A 12-EXPOSURE INSTANT CAMERA, DEVELOPING NOT INCLUDED!! I've never felt so unclean. $16 for an instant camera!? Are you bleeping INSANE? No bloody way. NO. BLOODY. WAY. If I'm going to pay that much, it will at least be in the airport before I get on the damn plane.

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Oh poot. I`ve already forgotten something. - Mood:Anxious

Friday November 04 20056:39:47 AM |

Not in the car this morning ten minutes before I realized I'd left my address sheet at home. So if any of my penpals want postcards, you're gonna have to send me your addresses again. My right eye is absolutely killing me. I thought it was the contact, at first, so I changed it for a different one... still driving me absolutely bloody mad. I don't know what is wrong with it. Twelve hours and nine minutes until my plane leaves!

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So I`m going to England for Bonfire Night, Blackpool Illuminations and a birthday party... and I`m most excited about feeding ducks. - Mood:Embarrassed

Thursday November 03 20058:37:47 AM |

Sigh. It's truly sad. But hey! I get to go to England again! TOMORROW! Zeal. Excitement. Thrill. I'm still not through packing. Must get all that done tonight. I think I'm going to bring a pillow for the plane, this time... even though I hate sleeping in public. I'm so excited! Today is going to go by ridiculously slowly. But we've waited how many days already? And the cool thing is, once I get back, Chris' vacaction over here is going to be on the very next work schedule to come out! I haven't had toast in DAYS.

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TWO DAYS LEFT! - Mood:Excited

Wednesday November 02 20058:56:05 AM |

I leave on Friday! Just a little over 48 hours away. My schedule's all fixed-- weekend coverage arranged, got a ride to work and a ride to the airport, and am able to leave early. PLUS, I got the new schedule today, and apparently writing that nasty email to The Boss about Pat paid off; they didn't put me in the same department (or even the same end of the hospital!) with her AT ALL. This is a first. I still have a lot to pack, and I have to remember to call and confirm my taxi at some point tomorrow. I am so excited! My yoga mat came in the mail really quickly, and I've been having fun with a couple of the positions in my new book. I'm crap at balance and stretching, but hey. Whatever works. The place I emailed and called never responded, the stupid bitches. Enlightened, my ass! TWO DAYS!!!

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Incommunicadoism - Mood:Happy

Monday October 31 200511:34:10 AM |

Sorry I've been absent, folks! I know I owe a few of you dream and handwriting analyses (Divi, Molto, Bobfudge)-- I've just been preoccuppied packing and getting ready for my trip in FOUR DAYS! Don't worry, I haven't forgotten you, and I WILL not forget you. I'm going to try and stay offline (or at least off YT) until I get everything sorted (so much to DO!), but no doubt I'll be on at some point whilst in England. So if other people wish to submit samples and dreams, go for it-- just email me with them (address upon request). Anyhoo, just thought I owed you all an explanation! I'm sorry for my tardiness. I won't forget you!

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Let`s do another dream thread. - Mood:Hopeful

Thursday October 27 200511:32:03 AM |

Do you have any recurring dreams, or recurring/progressing (ones that seem to be the same dream, but each time you dream it it's a little different, a little further along in the "story") dreams that you'd like to share?

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Right here, right now... there is no other place I`d rather be. - Mood:Spent

Wednesday October 26 20059:46:26 PM |

Stupid songs that have been on commercials. I can never get them out of my head. In England, EIGHT DAYS LEFT! And my contacts are killing me. I desperately need to order some new ones. I woke up this morning with the Bugger Alle Thif quote from Good Omens running through my brain. It's stayed there... all day. AND I've started doing my swirly drawings again. I think.. I need.. to get laid. Nine more f*ckin' days, man.... Sleep. Sometime soon. Or at least contacts removal. Then maybe read. Mmmm, sleep. I saw somebody on the Price is Right today that ALMOST was dumber than the "Um.... American?" girl. "What is a place you get thrown out of?" "Oh!! A JAIL!!!" People should be illegal.

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Okay, so it was SNOWING this morning when I left for work. - Mood:Shocked

Wednesday October 26 20058:28:03 AM |

Snowing? In October? Damn. We're in for a rough winter, New England. In other news, I got a half-coffee-half-hot-chocolate from Dunkin' Donuts this morning... and it tastes soooooo good. But they didn't have any pumpkin muffins!! Sadness. NINE MORE DAYS!!! We're in the single digits! His birthday present better get here soon. Speaking of delayed mail, I got an email from the person I bought a yoga book from on Amazon.com-- apparently, even though I ordered it a week before Wilma arrived, she didn't manage to get it mailed before the postal system shut down. Yeah, thanks for the email, genius. Next time, why don't you do that BEFORE the hurricane has been and gone? I understand that you had to contend with higher priorities, but it would have been nice to know you couldn't get it out in a timely fashion WHEN I ORDERED IT. Toast. (I just had to. Blame Smurfie.)

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Ummm.... American? - Mood:Disgusted

Tuesday October 25 200511:19:45 AM |

Secretary: Ma'am, would you like to list a religion in your profile here? Patient: Ummm.... American? Secretary: ...no. Religion. Like, a church? Patient: Umm.... English? Secretary: ...no. Religion. Like, Catholic? Protestant? Patient: Oh... um... Protestant? Dear freaking GOD, people are stupid. But it gets better. Secretary: Okay, ma'am, you're all set. You want to head right down this hall, take a left, and Ultrasound is the first door on your left. Patient: ...!! I have to do my own ultrasound!? You know, it wouldn't have been quite so bad if she hadn't been pregnant. I bet the kid already knows how to roll his eyes. And in other news, TEN DAYS LEFT! I can count 'em on one set of fingers.

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