Saturday, January 12, 2008
Finally recieved a check from one of my contracts. Of course, it was incorrect. Grrr.....
Something...
I was very hopeful that 2008 was going to be a little better to me than 2007. No such luck. I am furious about the happenings this past week. So much so, that I took a mental health day. With additional daily counseling from my best friend I made it through. But I still have a negative bank account and hours of lost driving time. Still, seriously pissed.
I contract with local businesses for my massage services. They take a percentage of my earings and in return I get a recetptionist, room, supplies, etc. Last week one of my contracts flaked and didn't pay me one the day agreed. I was out about $350 for a couple days. Wednesday I went to collect on another contract and no money. Thursday again at another contract, no money. Right now, I'm out about a grand. F-U-C-K!!!
I'll Take Anything
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
As you may have noticed I was not a fan of 2007. I'm soooo looking forward to 2008 and this is a great sign:
Solar physicists have been waiting for the appearance of a reversed-polarity sunspot to signal the start of the next solar cycle. The wait is over. A magnetically reversed, high-latitude sunspot emerged today. This marks the beginning of Solar Cycle 24 and the first step toward a new solar maximum. Intense solar activity won't begin right away. Solar cycles usually take a few years to build from solar minimum (where we are now) to Solar Max (expected in 2011 or 2012). It's a slow journey, but we're on our way!
YAY!!!!
Feast and Famine
My third post for the day. I couldn't help myself. Found this in my google search for "goat" near my home. Awesome.
Yes, that is a goat in a tree. For my birthday I want a Goat Brushers T-Shirt and a guard llama.
Missing the Blog
Logged onto Pandora and they mixed this song into my play list. I love this F*&^%NG song. Wish I had repeat on this.:
Marrow-Ani DiFranco
The answer came like a shot in the back
While you were running from your lesson
Which might explain why years later all you could remember was the terror of the question. Plus, you weren't listening
You were stockpiling canned goods making a bomb shelter of our basement.
And I can't believe you let the moral go by while you were soaking in the product placement. And where was your conscience?
Where was your consciousness?
And where did you put all those letters that you wrote to yourself but could not address?
I'm a good kisser, and you're a fast learner
And that kind of thing could float us for a pretty long time.
And then one day, you'd realized you've memorized my phone number
And you'll call it and find it's a disconnected line.
Cuz I got tossed out the window of love's el camino
And I shattered into a shower of sparks on the curb.
You were smoking me weren't you, between your yellow fingers
You just inhaled and exhaled without saying a word.
And where was your conscience?
Where was your consciousness?
And where did you put all those letters that you wrote to yourself but could not address? There's a smorgasbord of unspoken poisons
The whole childhood of potions that are all bottled up
And so one by one I am dusting off labels
I am uncorking bottles and filling up cups.
So go ahead and have a taste of your own medicine and I'll have a taste of mine
But first let's toast to the lists that we hold in our fists of the things
That we promised to do differently next time.
Cuz the answer came like a shot in the back
While you were running from your lesson which might explain why years later all you could remember was the terror of the question.
Cause I'm not listening to you anymore.
My head is too sore and my heart's perforated
And I am mired in the marrow of my "well ain't that funny?" bone
Learning how to be alone and devastated.
And Where was my conscience?
Where was my consciousness?
And what do I do with all these letters that I wrote to myself but can not address?
Marrow
Pushed
WARNING: Content may offend.
My sister just called me to ask what would happen if you at an at home birth and the baby dies, could you be charged with murder? To be honest I have no idea, I'm in the process of consulting with some peers on this and will gat back to you. Too most having a child outside the conifes of a "safe" environment of the hospital is "unsafe" This is completely preputated by western standards (that is an oxymoron) of mother baby care. In recent examination of "practice protocol" it has come to light that some helpful interventions do exactly the opposite. I could blog about this for years and with passion. However, this valid question my sister asked was spurred by a segment that she watched today on Good Morning America, on which they featured a woman who gave birth to her fourth child at home with just her husband assisting. I find this facisinating for this reason: Instead of fearturing the huge range of choices that a women has when giving birth (and YES it is still the woman's choice), the reporters focus in on the two ends of the spectrum. Complete medical birth and at home with out anyone but yourself. Nothing inbetween. Then ask the question which is "better"? Annoying would be an understatement. This is one of the many interesting dichomoty of our culture. Picking what is best for yourself has to be supported by an expert or a narrow ideology. Think about it:, you be: Gay/Straight, Black/White, Male/Female, but not both. This is problematic in so many ways, but that is another bolg, I suppose.
GMA in the story featured a book titled "Pushed: The Painful Truth about Childbirth and Modern Maternity Care by Jennifer Block (Da Capo Lifelong Books, 2007)." and had an excerpt. I have heard very good things about this book. I was schocked while reading this section:
Goorchenko's first baby was born at the hospital. She was an unexpectedly pregnant 19-year-old and got "one heck of an episiotomy," she says. "I had a mirror set up so I could see the birth and all of a sudden I'm watching my vagina being cut with scissors." It took years to get over the psychological trauma. "And on top of that it just fucks up your vagina," says Goorchenko. "I had incontinence. I could barely feel sex for a year and a half."
Interesting. I think Eve Ensler might be joing the cause. In a way she already has. A year and a half? I want to believe that this is the exception rather than the norm, but my current training as a doula has opened my eyes. WOMEN: This is the norm.
In addition to national exposure thier are numerous educational and evidence based information about preganacy and the birthing process. I'll post these soon, but for now check out the Doulas of North America for the basics.
Also, this month a new documentary titled "The Business of Being Born" is being realeased. If you don't go and see the movie at least check out the website and watch the trailer. I work in this "industry" and I learned something.
2008 Here I Come!!!
Monday, January 07, 2008
It is truly hard to describe how shitty 2007 was for me. It will be a while before I recover. I hope to be able to laugh about it (maybe in about 25-30 years). I'm being dramatic of course, but the good thing about 2007 being crappy is that I have really low expectations for the upcoming 365 days. I'm hoping this is a plus beacuse I do not like the stentch of cyncism that I've noticed lately.
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!
Stole this from OSCAR (friends blog). Feel free to copy and paste w/your own answers.
1.) Where did you begin 2007? Babysitting. It was a crazy night. Bedtime at 8:30pm. I should have know then what 2007 had in store for me.
2.) What was your status by Valentine's Day? Single and sick.
3.) Were you in school (anytime this year)? Doula school, does that count?
4.) How did you earn your money? Massage of course.
5.) Did you have to go to the hospital? Yes, when I rolled my car.
6.) Did you have any encounters with the police? Yes, too many to count.
7.) Where the hell did number seven go?
8.) What did you purchase that was over $1000? Deposit for the house, car rental fees, New tools for my business. Oh, and the lovely hospital bills.
9.) Did you know anybody who got married? Scott and Michelle, former roomates.
10.) Did you know anybody who passed away? Great Aunt Noreen and Uncle Lenny. How could I forget the deer that commited suicide with my car?
11.) Did you know anyone who had a baby? No, but I'm pretty set up for 2008.
12.) Did you move anywhere? Every week or so, I was camping for most of the summer.
13.) Did you have sex? Yes. Thank Goddess.
14.) What concerts/shows did you go to? G-Love, Bob Schinieder, Asylum Street Spankers, Greencards, Blue Turtle, Sol Jibe and some I can't remember.
15.) Are you registered to vote? No, my best friend is going to kill me.
16.) Who did you want to win American Idol? Huh?
17.) Where do you live now? In a house, thank goddess
18.) Describe your birthday? Forced fun until I had a good amount of Casadores in me. Then, as usual, I was a dancing queen.
19.) What's one thing you thought you'd never do but did in 2007? Roll my car. That stands out the most, but I could list about 17 other things.
20.) What has been your favorite moment? My sister still being alive.
21.) What's something you learned about yourself? Shit, really is this a question. I have an unusal tolerance for the universe F*&^ing with me. That and I was born to drive a Ford Mustang.
22.) Any new additions to your family? LuLoo, my pedigree Organian Camping Cat
23.) What was your best month? Feburary. Ah, blissful ignorance.
24.) What music will you remember 2007 by? Anything by Timbaland
25.) Who has been your best drinking buddy? Anyone giving me cider for free. Laura, Andrea and Andrea's mom of course.
26.) Made new friends? Yes, I did. Kindergarten paid off (finally).
27.) New best friend? My sister and I closer than ever. Maybe not best friends, yet.
28.) Favorite Night out? A long story, but the night of the G-Love show I was "left with no other option" than to go home with a guy because I had no place to sleep at my sisters house. It was a lucky night for a lot of people. Good times. Oh, and how could I forget Ellis Island Casino in Las Vegas. Damn that was fun!!
29.) Do you think 2008 will be better or worse? IT HAS TO BE BETTER.
Circus?
Thursday, December 06, 2007
I didn't think that I would get to show this for a couple months, but here it is. I love everything about this picture.
One for the Books
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
My sister ran away to Thailand with her new boyfriend. I am jealous or course , but I've seriously missed her. That always hasn't been the case, we addimttedly hated each growing up. It wasn't until after college that we spoke on a regualr basis. She's been e-mailing me all of her adventures (don't tell my mom) and having a wonderful time. She said that she was walking in the streets north of Bangkok and saw this:
I couldn't believe it. I can't wait to see the pictures. She also mentioned that I have some very cool souvioners (sp?) coming. Awesome.
Day Four
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Finally getting back into the groove of things after an "interesting" summer. I'm currently on a 10 day cleanse. It's allowed me slow down and take a little time out. Still, I'm pretty busy with massage, but I sat down and watched a movie last night. I can't remember the last time I did that.
My sister left for Thailand last night. I miss her already. She ran away with her new boyfriend. I am insanely jealous. I drove both of them to the city and spent the night at Tex's place. At 6:45am I was rudely woken up with the announcement that Christmas is only X number of days away....Blah blah blah blah..... I almost ripped the radio from the wall and threw it. IT'S ONLY THE BEGINNING OF NOVEMBER PEOPLE!!!!! I think the Christmas spirit has a finite time, it expires in 12 days.
News Flash: The house I'm staying at is a complete disaster. Both of the roomates have moved out since I have moved in to housesit. I'm not that bad of a roomate, it just happened that way. Yikes!!! I'm glad I'm not on the lease!!
Really People?!?!
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Today the internet is partly evil and with a possibility of entertaining. I'm not sure why I'm going to post these pictures, maybe the train wreck factor (Very High-can you imangine someone actually wearing this?). The models are great on this website - Jesse from SBTB, anyone?
On-Line...Finally
YAY!!!!
I now have my own computer and can now blog everyday!!! Of course, a lot to update, but here is a newer pic. (When did my hair get so long?)
Memory
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
I'm in yoga class yesterday and completely out of the blue I remember another camp memory. WARNING: To super sensitive animal lovers following story may make you cry.
At my camp there were cabins and cabin tents. Each had (if food was left out) problems with critters. Mice specifically. And no matter how many times I told the campers that FOOD=MICE, eventually sometime during the week there would be an apperance of Cinderella's little friends.
The way the maintence guy used to get rid of the mice is disturbingly hilarious. He used a vacuum. He would suck thoes little vernmin right up like they were Cheerios. The most vivid part of the whole process was the sound that they made being sucked up into the vacuum. A very satisfying "THHHUUUUUUMMMMPPPPPP"
I started laughing out loud at this trip down memory lane and as expected my sanity is now in question. But it was 'effing hilarious, honestly.
At my camp there were cabins and cabin tents. Each had (if food was left out) problems with critters. Mice specifically. And no matter how many times I told the campers that FOOD=MICE, eventually sometime during the week there would be an apperance of Cinderella's little friends.
The way the maintence guy used to get rid of the mice is disturbingly hilarious. He used a vacuum. He would suck thoes little vernmin right up like they were Cheerios. The most vivid part of the whole process was the sound that they made being sucked up into the vacuum. A very satisfying "THHHUUUUUUMMMMPPPPPP"
I started laughing out loud at this trip down memory lane and as expected my sanity is now in question. But it was 'effing hilarious, honestly.
Side Note
Oh, I forgot to mention that it's been snowing the last couple of days in Tahoe. Good times, eh?
And Little brother will be here in less than a week. I can't wait!
PMS
I hate being that girl that talks in excess about her moon cycle. I don't think I'm there yet but this is a warning. I'm having a hormonal crisis these last couple of days. I feel like a crazy person. I have the urge to decapitate anyone who pisses me off or does something stupid. The bagger at Safeway that put my steak in with the veggies--BEWARE! All I crave is meat and chocolate. I settled for a steak (medium rare, of course), but I really want blood sausage (WTF!). Who craves blood sausage, ever? I don't even know where to purchase such an item.
To top it all off I recieved an e-mail from my ex that contained a veiled ultimatium. In short it said that the trip that we were planning as friends has turned into: If you still come on this trip it means that you are still interested in me (romanticly). F*^%K! The ex is pitting my "friendship" with him against my love for wine and the fun of being drunk at 3pm. Apparently, he has a wish for bodily harm, dismemberment and/or a drowning in fermentation vat. I am seething.
I just thought of the most delicious plan. Agree to go on trip and bring along a new or old boy toy. Today, I feel just evil enough to do it.
Damn this steak is good. Tastes a little like revenge.
One Dimension
Friday, June 01, 2007
Interesting: The minute the clouds come in Tahoe, everything looks flat.
Still no work. A little antsy about this. Taking off tomorrow for a wedding (former roomates-actually). The one whom (?) is never wrong. Not the one who like to have naked boys at our house ( I liked her soooo much better). However, I have been promised many cute employed only slightly alcoholic boys to talk to at this wedding. And a good group of people to get drunk in the middle of the afternoon. A couple questions though:
Who has a wedding at 1pm in the afternoon?
Who (in thier right mind) has a 'bring your own dish' buffet for 200+ people?
Needless to say that I will have stories, hopefully not of the food poisining variety. Please Goddess NOOOOO!!!!
Good News: Little brother might crash Tahoe for the summer. I hate to put bad karma out into blog land but I detest Michigan. I refer to the 9mo I lived there after college as "The Dark Years." It Sucked--Doesn't even begin to cover my horrible experience.
Only good thing was all the cool peeps I met at camp. Not even the camp. Just my internationals, few domestics and the crazy ass camp nurse. On a total side note I was just reminded of the coveted pink allergy medication we used in a borderline recreational manner. Ahhh, good memories.
Anyways, back to the little brother. He's going to school MI and can't find a job after searching for about a month. I told him if he came out here he had a job. He probably wouldn't even need to fill out paperwork and have an annoying interview. And I could get him a job pretty much anywhere he wanted. I'm not an all powerful big sister, I just live in a place where the labor force is so small (living expenses high) they take just about anyone. But of course they would be lucky to have my LB. And WoooooHooooo would we have some crazy fun!!!
Graduation and Groupies
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Once I figure this Facebook Tagging thing there will be more.
PS-The horoscope trifecta is still wreaking havoc. On top of being bored, the possibility of direction and/or schedule is eluding (sp?) me.
What to do...
Back in the Tahoe bubble from vacation. I am bored. Work was busy over the holiday weekend, but has dropped off suddenly. I resorted to going to Reno last night. I was that bored. I need a new hobby. Soon. Before "Reckless Behavior" offers up something destructive. I know myself. The last time this happened I woke up naked in a hotel room. With someone sleeping next to me. The time before that I went on the first date with my ex. And we can all guess how that turned out.
At the same time I am looking for an instutuion to blame and blame I will. Roman Catholic Church I'm pretty sure this is all you fault. Soon I will have the full psycohanalitical report: Reckless Behavior and The Id Guilt Complex: A Basis for Faith. Well, it's nice to know that the $30,000 I spent putting myself through school wasn't a waste.
I'm trying to recover some new pics of myself. I'll keep trying. Maybe soon. Until then I'll be at the bar.
