What's your favorite time of day and why?
Quitting time! Because it means I get to go home and see my cat, Neo. Or my boyfriend.
Honestly, I start feeling lethargic around 3:30. I start looking at the clock a lot to see how many minutes are left. as soon as I walk out of the door though, I feel refreshed, energized. I love my job - I just think that my brain gets tired of having to be "on" - and making decisions all day long.
What's your best quality?
I'm loyal. I won't ever stab you in the back, betray you, etc. Once I'm on your side, I'm there for life.
CDs that I can't believe I don't own yet:
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In other news, I am going to download some Amy Winehouse, and also - guilty pleasure - Britney & Danity Kane.
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I really want to take up baking & decorating cupcakes & cakes.
I'd like to get really into cooking in general. I want to eat healthier, and be more away of what it is that is going INTO my body. At the very least, and soon, I want to start having a soymilk smoothie each morning. Something low cal, low fat, with a bunch of fiber-one cereal in it :) ha. My tolerance for dairy has become lower and lower as I've gotten older. I can no longer jumpstart a diet with slim fast, or just eat yogurt for breakfast. Isn't gonna work anymore :(
Part of the reason I want to get into cupcake/cake decorating is because I love, love LOVE how they look! Most all of my flickr groups are of cake stuff! I just think it's so awesome, and I'd love to be able to make beautiful treats for my friends, family & co-workers.
I'm trying to find a good, easy-to-follow recipe book to start with. I have like, none of the needed tools. First purchase? Blender.
I'm going to state the obvious here: I have large breasts. I'm like a 36D. Even if I was my ideal weight, I'm still a 36C.
They're big. They're out there.
But I'm constantly trying to hide them. It isn't that I don't like them - I wouldn't want to get rid of them, or alter them at all (well, maybe a little) but I'm very self-conscious about them. I feel like both men and women are looking at them - and when I see myself in photos, even I'm struck by how much room they take up in the photo.
Since I usually wear a messenger back, with the strap over my chest, they're often more pronounced. I've tried moving my bag, or carrying it a different way, but it's uncomfortable, and slips off.
I've decided I'm done hiding. I don't plan to show off - because I'm just not really the attention-seeking type. I don't want any negative attention - no cat calls, please! But I figure, I'm only getting older, fatter, saggier. I'm a woman, and like most, I have breasts. They're part of me. The older I get, the less concerned I am about what others think, and the less willing I am to hide parts of myself - physical or emotional.
So watch out Boston, here come my breasts.
It's only $600, but I have many wishes!!!
- New tattoos (This might actually happen)
- Lots of shoes, or few expensive shoes
- a ring for someone I love
- VACATION!
- new clothes for a skinnier me? (I need a skinnier me first)
- a new television. I've had mine for like 14 years. The color is totally going...
- Many concert tickets (this might actually happen)
- Lots of new makeup
- iPod touch
- A new monitor for my computer
- RAM/ new HD
Did you know? I have two theatre degrees. One specifically for playwriting.
The last time I wrote anything? Probably the last week of grad school. 4 years ago.
Although I worked very, very hard, sometimes I feel like I skated through grad school. Doing something that at the time I loved, but now - I never even write. Never. I think about it often. But no ideas, no sparks. Nothing.
Maybe if I just sat and forced myself to do it - like I had to do in school, maybe the creative juices would get going again. Some writers say you have to write everyday. Even if you don't keep any of it.
Honestly, I just think I like directing more.
At any rate, I had been thinking about how my 28th year is almost over, and I've not really documented any of it. I don't take photos of myself with other people. I haven't journaled much. Even my internet postings have been few & far between. I'd like to say that "life" has taken over - but I'm not in the midst of exciting experiences. I'm in the middle of work, and bills, and trying to fit in time to workout. Maybe that is the "life" everyone talks about. Maybe I just need a vacation.
I feel restless. I'm anxious for change. That's something I could document. Maybe the change I actually want is just relief. I do want relief. I want to feel free from my mountain of money trouble. I don't want to feel like I have to stay in this house, in this state - even in this country. I want to be able to smile again. Widely. With my teeth showing. For once, I'd really like things to go as planned. I'm not even praying for "a break" anymore - just for things to go as planned.
Tomorrow I'm going to the dentist because the bridge that covers my front teeth broke in half in the middle of a work event on Saturday. It was less-than-awesome. But tomorrow I'll get a shiny, new, white bridge. So at I can fake the smile for a little longer, at least.
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