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There are no strikes in NaBloPoMo.

Okay, does it count if it feels like 11:40? I’m still getting over losing an hour! Have mercy!

…I’m guessing it doesn’t, and so by day 11 I have failed NaBloPoMo. Disappointed though I am… nothing could have been done today. Work was busy, and from work I was in a mad dash to go home, shower, straighten my hair, tutor my Pupil, get to school, meet with my group for Advertising, go to play rehearsals… After rehearsals, I met up with the Boychik and we took a good walk around part of the campus, which was nice, since we didn’t hang out this weekend. By all rights, I need to distance myself from him. I know this. In my head, I know it. Blah.

I will have to blog about that later. Right now, I need to get some sleep, because tomorrow I get to wake up early and do another mad dash. Lately, I’m having to use the little notebook I carry in my back pocket to manage a daily to-do list/schedule just to be sure I get to everything. It’s remarkably helpful. Generally, I use it to write basic reminders to myself, dates I need to remember, writing ideas, funny quotes… now it’s becoming an outright planner. The poor dear.


The F-word.

So I just discovered this phenomenon called the Fat-O-Sphere, the fat person’s Blog-O-Sphere. These bloggers are people who preach a concept called Fat Acceptance, and I’ve gotta say I am shocked, amazed and dumbfounded. There are people out there… intelligent, creative, witty, downright amazing people out there who believe it is actually okay to be fat. They believe fat is not a bad word, and fat people deserve to be treated like people, too. Maybe this should be common sense, but I, like so many people, grew up with the knowledge that to be fat is to be less than human. As a fat girl myself… I have grown up with the firm belief that I am less of a person–less talented, less smart, less capable, less pretty or beautiful or attractive or sexy, less deserving of happiness–because I am fat.

Saying that out loud makes it sound ridiculous. It is. But such firmly embedded ideas don’t go away overnight. Since the year started I have been making a sincere effort to reevaluate myself and my views of myself, because I’m not happy, and I’m tired of not being happy. I know I’m the only person who can fix that.

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Fluff Post! Top 5 Favorite Books.

Okay, since I’m not sure I’ll have time to do an actual post tonight, I’ll leave you with a list of my favorite books. It’s a cop-out post, but I’ve been out and about all day, and a friend from high school is in town for spring break, so we are going out for a late dinner. That, and my fingers are killing me after band practice tonight. So. Here’s the list, and I will see you tomorrow:

Favorite Books

  1. “American Gods” by Neil Gaiman
  2. “To Sail Beyond the Sunset” by Robert Heinlein
  3. “Lamb” by Christopher Moore
  4. “Thief of Always” by Clive Barker
  5. “Pride and Prejudice” by Jane Austen

101 Things in 1,001 Days: The Beginning

Today has been so busy I haven’t managed a single blog post. Thankfully I realized this now, while I still have time to write something up.

So let’s talk about this project I’m starting. One of my favorite blogs is misszoot.com, where the Lady Z just posted a list of 101 things she plans to do in the next 1,001 days. This isn’t a new idea, evidently; it’s something she nabbed from another blogger. Still, it’s something I saw and knew I had to participate in. I’ve been hard at work on my own list, and I think, after a lot of research, rewriting and reorganizing, I’ve got it. The list is here, and I’ll be updating it (and the blog) as I cross things off.

For more information about the 101 Things in 1,001 Days project, check out the home page.

The other man in my life.

So I’ve done a lot of talking, thus far, about the Boychik and how important he is to me. I’ve been seriously neglecting another really important person in my life, Dante.

See, Dante and I broke up not even two weeks ago. I don’t really know how to deal with that. God knows I have got to stop dating friends. You’d think I’d have learned the first time, but… I don’t know why I thought this time would be different. I wasn’t too involved, so I figured, if it didn’t work, we could just be friends again.

I had no way of knowing or understanding, at the time, how sincerely involved Dante was.

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Leaving the weekend behind always sucks.

Despite the fact that I got absolutely nothing done, it was really a very enjoyable weekend. Friday night was generally uneventful. Saturday I met one of my band mates at the church for a little jam session, and later that afternoon the Boychik came over for some one-on-one time. We popped in Lord of the Rings and settled down to enjoy doing absolutely nothing for a few hours, or at least until our friend Ash got off. We picked up my other boy, who shall hereafter be known as Dante, and drove around looking for some dinner before grabbing a spot in a parking lot and loitering for a few hours.

Yesterday started off horribly; my guitar died right before the service. I took it to another bandie’s place afterwards, and he fixed her up, so she’s okay now, but… well, let’s leave it at the-morning-sucked. The Boychik called me up that afternoon to see if I wanted to hang out while he got his oil changed. I am always up for hanging out with the Boychik; who was I to say no? I tossed the homework aside, and the Boychik showed up with Dante. We spent the afternoon wandering around, generally, before going back to my place to watch a couple movies.

Seriously, I can hardly ask for a better weekend. Sunday, hanging out with the Boychik and Dante and the Boychik’s sexy car at Sonic… Those are some fantastic times. Those two make me laugh so hard, and I love them for it. I need to start carrying a camera around more often so I can get more pictures of them; they’re really more attractive than either of them knows.

One, two, three, four, five, six, nine or ten.

The day after tomorrow is March 1, and with the beginning of March comes the start of NaBloPoMo, National Blog Posting Month. Well. Technically, NaBloPoMo was November, but they’re making it a year-round thing, so… I want to join in the fun this month, in large part because the theme is lists.

I keep a number of lists; it’s my way of keeping myself organized. On occasion, a friend of mine used to try asking me what I was thinking. I always have a hard time answering that question, because usually I am thinking about at least four or five things at once. It’s a Gemini thing, I think. (I do believe in astrology, to some degree. Once again, another blog for another time.) I have a hard time focusing all of my attention on one thing.

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