I'm hungry, and my roommate blocked my car in the garage. Alas, no late night trip to the taqueria. I have tacos in my fridge, but I had those for dinner, and I wanted a big fat burrito.

Also, did anyone else notice that many of the new shows premiered on network television this fall are set in San Francisco? Its like the new New York or something. It is cool here though, I'll have to admit. And the docs on MDs are kinda hot, even if they're on the older side of the scale compared to me. The one dude, from Four Weddings and a Funeral, is also in one of my favorite movies of all time (one of the two "good" movies starring Gwyneth Paltrow), Sliding Doors. Yep. Hotness. I love Scottish accents. And Austrailian ones too (I threw that in for you, you Hugh Jackman lover you!).

I know I've mentioned it before, but the colorgenics site never ceases to amaze me. I don't do it very often, so I don't remember the order that I pick the colors, I just let them flow. Here is what the colors said about me this time :


At this time you are really feeling quite exhausted by all the conflict and quarrelling that is going on about you and you are looking for some sort of protection from this state of affairs. Ideally you are seeking a peaceful condition and a tranquil environment in which you can be afforded the chance to relax and recover.

You don't really give in. You follow your beliefs and ideals to the bitter end. You are the personification of stubbornness and whatever may transpire, right or wrong, you refuse to compromise or make concessions.

Being a very proud individual, you tend to hold yourself aloof pretending that you are stoical - indifferent to pain and pleasure. This is not so, for in truth you are an extremely emotional individual, one that may make a hasty decision and perhaps regret it at leisure. It is time now to break the bond of detachment and be the 'you' that you would like to be - give vent to your emotions and enjoy yourself.

All of the stress and strains resulting from disappointment have led to agitation and anxiety. You have been going out of your way to make a good impression, but you have reservations as to the likelihood of succeeding. You feel that you have a right to accomplish all that you set your mind on but you have become helpless and distressed when circumstances have gone against you. The idea of failure is most upsetting and this can even mean utter dejection. You see yourself as a scapegoat and you feel everyone in your sphere of influence has tried to take undue advantage of you. You are trying to convince yourself that your failure to achieve standing and recognition is not of your making but indeed of those around you.

You are moody and depressed at this time but it will pass. All of your hopes and dreams seem to have gone astray and you are fearful of planning further for the future. Disappointment at the non-fulfilment of your hopes and the fear that to formulate fresh goals will only lead to further setbacks have resulted in considerable anxiety and you try to escape from this by withdrawing into yourself. But that is not the answer. You have the power to succeed, believe in yourself... all is possible to him who believes.

Be it through unfulfilled emotional requirements, whatever the circumstances you are experiencing considerable stress, be it mental or physical. To your credit you are attempting to escape from this by endeavoring to create a semblance of peace and serenity by refusing to allow yourself to be involved. You have the strength to 'pull through' and all indications are that you will... perhaps sooner than you even believed possible.

My roommate had left a book on the kitchen table this morning. Here is something that I found inside:

"Would you rather...

experience orgasm upon hearing the word "pancake"
or...
reflexively belt out the chorus of "come on, Eileen" upon reaching climax?
things to consider : family brunches, breakfast at IHOP"

-Would you rather...? - Justin Heimberg & David Gomberg

So because its now Autumn, I thought I'd continue this season/color change thing that I have going.

I used the reference site Visibone to get the colors.

I'm not exactly sure if its' this worldly chica's fault, but this morning I was listening to Busted Stuff and I heard Grey Street for the first time. Of course, I'd heard it before, but I had never heard it. Apparently, there really is a big difference between hearing something, and hearing something.
But anyways, I was driving down the road, screaming the lyrics, with tears streaming down my face.

That's a great song.

May there always be work for your hands to do.
May your purse always hold a coin or two.
May the sun always shine on your windowpane.
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you.
May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.
(An Irish Blessing)

Faeries when you lose your way,
from the dance returning.
In the darkest undergrowth,
see my candles burning.
These shall make the pathward plain;
homewards to your beds again.
-Faerie ryhme book - author unknown

If I make the lashes dark
And the eyes more bright
And the lips more scarlet,
Or ask if all be right
From mirror after mirror,
No vanity's displayed:
I'm looking for the face I had
Before the world was made.

What if I look upon a man
As though on my beloved,
And my blood be cold the while
And my heart unmoved?
Why should he think me cruel
Or that he is betrayed?
I'd have him love the thing that was
Before the world was made.
-Before the World was Made - W.B. Yeats

Two quotes from one of the greatest movies ever made!

"I'm going to scream!"

"The snaazzberries taste like snaazzberries"


The first I thought of when I had to stay an hour late at work because an idiot cannot do their job right. I felt like a brat being pissed off.
The second, well, just because its so damn cool. And go rent Super Troopers. It wasn't as bad as is should have been.

The luncheon date was a bomb. You win some you lose some right?
The park was cool, as it always is, and I tend to discover things that I didn't know existed every time I go there. This past Sunday, it was a big band playing for some dance troup. Awesome.

So tired...
I wonder why I could work seven days a week, at two different jobs, for an average of seven and one half hours a day, and not be as tired as I am right now.
Three classes, four days of work. I eat more, sleep more, and generally do fewer things than I used to. I don't even check my e-mail every day anymore. (Of course that last one might be because I have a dial up modem now.)

I did have a good time with the Michael, Esther and Pam(sorry the phone call was so late) on Wednesday. We had some bomb chicken parmigana, and then way too many drinks afterwards. I had to do the dishes yesterday, feel bad for me.

This weekend looks kind of stacked for me, work and school, but I do have a luncheon date on Sunday, with probably a walk through the park later. I'm looking forward to that.

Hope Esther and John are having fun in Santa Barbara!

One year to the day. This morning I woke up to the sounds of the R&B/Soul station. There was music playing. It was wonderful to hear.
I've been thinking about what I wanted to write on my blog today. Should I start spouting off my political feelings? Maybe some other day. A public podium such as this is not my idea of fun. Y'all don't need to be preached to, and if it isn't already obvious which side of the spectrum I fall on, there's a reason why I didn't pursue a political science degree.
So I'm going to spend the evening with good friends, and have good times, in celebration of the society I live in. While I don't always agree with it, that doesn't mean I can't enjoy what its done for me so far.
So drink or smoke one in memory of the day that tore down some buildings, but built up some confidence and pride.

The opposite of love is not hate.

Its indifference.


I have to keep reminding myself of that.

In reference to my last post, with the help of those who are more versed in religious theology, I have decided that I have somewhat revolutionary ideas about religion, and that scares the "zombies". Okay, that's fine with me.
Jesus had revolutionary religious ideas too.
So there.

Have you ever wondered if a lot of people just miss the point? Like, we're here on Earth to have a good time, whether you want to believe that it's God's Earth or Mother Earth, we're that higher power's children. Jesus was the son of God. Through him, with him, in him and all that stuff. But the more important lessons I think were tolerance, forgivness, and love. And all these people out there are so obsessed with Jesus, they miss his point entirely?
A good friend of mine once said that its all right there in the book, but if someone hasn't already pointed it out, you've got a job to do.
So be a friend to your neighbor that's a fundamentalist Christian, and highlight some of those passages for them. You don't want them to change their belief structure, you just want them to recognize that yours is okay too.

Went to Seattle for the family reunion, and some red hook chinook beer. The beer was great, the hangover was, as usual, the worst I've ever had in my life.

I did however have somewhat of a spiritual realization. Even baptised myself in the waters that my ashes will eventually be spread into. That was fun.