Monday, December 22, 2008

It's cold!

I am beyond excited. It even dipped all the way to 19! Look at that number, it may be old news to those of you up north, where a double digit means a warm spell, but to me this as close as I'm getting to a respectable winter.

Damn, I miss snow. I wouldn't even mind driving in it again, if I lived somewhere that just a light dusting causes everyone to lose their shit. On the radio they have to constantly remind people that just because they have 4 wheel drive and can go fast on the ice, that eventually they will have to stop.

I wish I was kidding.

I can't believe it's almost Christmas. I've even been prepared for it, somewhat, working in retail. We had to nearly wrestle on of the managers to keep from playing Christmas music before Thanksgiving. It's been a blur, I feel bad that I'm just not in the Christmas mood this year. Then again there are other circumstances that have caused this.

Last week a John Waters Christmas CD made its way into the player at work. It is certainly not anything we can play during open hours. A said that Tiny Tim singing Rudolph was the first time she'd smiled during a Christmas song all season.

Monday, December 15, 2008


Last night I had a very intense dream. Here is the strange part, I went to bed around 11 then woke up right as it was turning 1am. I thought you had to have 4 hours of sleep to complete a REM cycle.

It was in the house I grew up in, the one out in the middle of nowhere. I dream about this house more than any other place I've lived. We lived there from my birth until I entered the 6th grade.

The dream: I can hear something strange outside, something very not right. I spend a few good moments steeling myself up to crack the blinds and look out. That was always something that frightened and compelled me growing up and to this day. You don't want to look out a window where there's no one for miles and end up seeing something you really didn't want to.

I've crawled up on my parents bed and am much younger than I am now. There are large ships filling the sky. Round with turbines that I can see spinning. I don't know what to do, so I see my parents bed and my brother is already laying by my mom, and I reluctantly take up the space by my dad. I lay there wondering if this is such a good idea. Maybe the aliens know about our fear behaviors and know that we'll huddle, making abduction much simpler.

I'm always having spaceship dreams about that old house. One I just remembered was looking out the window that I saw my first real tornado from. Outside a sleek sliver spaceship zooms past. I'm enthralled and apparently I know the make and model of this particular ship and am very happy to see it.

I guess this is just what happens when you mix an early love of science fiction, astronomy and living where there's nothing but horizon for miles.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

My knees and beloved boots. Boots which have had a zipper malfunction and I'm working on ways to fix them.

I don't even know why they have zippers in the first place when they also lace up. Strange.

All this thought for a pair of boots that cost me $10.

Vertically inclined stocking socks are my new favorite thing. Super long and warm.

Happy knees!

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Good Grief!

The cold I caught the weekend of Halloween has come back to haunt me! It seems like all I can do cough and cough some more! At least the sore throat left around Wednesday, but the coughing! Oi.

This has lead me to do something I've never done before.

Take Nyquil. After all the stories of how it knocks you on your keister/makes you feel sick I had avoided it. Let me tell you, I'm a convert now. Even if it did have me sleep all day, I feel so much better. Now, if I'm able to get a decent night's sleep tonight after being pretty much passed out all day will be another story.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Monday, October 27, 2008

Expanding Shelves

At work I'm usually the one that shelves in the kids/young adult area. It's a lot of work since it's like shelving a bookstore within a bookstore. Recently we've been running out of space in the young adult area. Many cracks about crowbars and chunks of lard have been made. I just stood looking at the little island and realized that there was one less self on one side. WHY?! hour and a half later, the other side of the shelves had one extra shelf each. The YA SFF section could breathe again! I could actually do several faceouts and this fills me with dorky glee. Naturally everyone tends to 'adopt' sections of the stores and this is one of mine.

To me it's almost like I get to run my own bookstore in a micro way. Certainly I don't have much control over what hits the shelves, but at least I can draw attention to books and authors that I would like people to discover.

Sunday, October 26, 2008


In light of that last post I think it would be best if I let my intention be known. I will have a new job before Christmas/New Years. I know I'm a returning student and all, but I'd like to have a job that is more attuned to my honest skill level and what I think I'm worth.

Being able to wear cute things to work would be an added bonus.

Not walking 6 miles a shift would be an even bigger bonus*

*quite guilty of wearing a pedometer to work out of curiosity.

Could it be?

That the leaves are finally changing? Almost November and we've barely felt a hint of Autumn. At least it's cold in the morning now. Nights finally call for real blankets and I just don't feel like getting up so early for work.

Not that it's a bad job, it's nice and I like the people I work with. Certainly much less stress than my old one, but the trade-off is pay halved for stress halved.

Honestly, it's more than halved, the stress is damn near non-existent. Too bad my paycheck reflects this.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Where the heart is left

I keep dreaming of the house I grew up in. Only the surroundings are more interesting and more populated. I found an old picture of my cousin and I about to set off to make a tent out of a favorite blanket and one found 2x4. You can tell in the picture how windy it is and if I'm not mistaken that tent never did make it.

I do think they ended up making a fort out of tumbleweeds. I couldn't have been more than 4 years old, but I remember parts of the visit so vividly. I'm wondering if it is the visit that ended up with our trusted cow dog biting me. I was so small and trying to warn the cousins not to bother him while he ate. I didn't blame our dog at all, he was just being a dog. Somehow I knew this barely out of toddler years.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Cold and Happy

Can't think of much to write today. I'm just so happy for the weekend. I'm hoping to get a new skirt sewn or maybe finish a book. I need to get some writing done as well because I'm pretty horribly behind on several things.

It's cold finally, so I'm sleeping like a log and eating like I'm preparing for hibernation. I got home from work and boiled not one, but two servings of pasta to be devoured with butter and cali style garlic salt. (You know the kind with the little green bits, my favorite!)

I need to buy more coffee.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

I count squirrels and fall off sidewalks

I'm going back to school in a town I used to live in. Except when I lived there before, for some reason I ignored the campus completely. That's a pretty big tell to where my head was during that time.

It feels like a completely different place. I walk past these huge old two story houses with yards and trees that have been there for years. I count the squirrels both on my way to class and back to my car. I'm parking in a residential area that allows it in order to save money. It feels like I've won both ways, one by saving money and another in the walking and squirrel counting. There's cats too, they're easy to spot once you locate them via the angry clucks the fuzzy-tailed ones scold them with.

Falling off sidewalks? Sometimes I get a little tilted it seems, that and I'm just plan clumsy. Paying too much attention to trees and not feet.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Har har...very funny...

So look at the date and my promise to update every day. Har har.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008


I left work today with a plot bunny gnawing at my butt. Certainly it's not difficult to get hit by them when you work around so many words. It can be dangerous at times since you can start to feel overwhelmed with that feeling of it's all been done before. I try to beat that feeling with a stick when it raises its ugly head.

I was trying to get some scifi shelved before time to clock out and there was a guy in the section yapping away loudly on his cel phone. I don't know about you, but I don't need to hear the nitty-gritty details of your problems with child custody, medical results or other extremely personal drama. Why do people just assume a cell phone gives them some cone of silence to talk about all kinds of TMI.

It's like those people that pick their nose while waiting in traffic. The kinds that dig for gold like they're training for the Olympics. I CAN SEE YOU!!!

I've been lax in writing here. So starting today I'll be updating daily. Off to feed these bunnies some carrots!