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Category: music

12/21/05 11:45 - 26ºF - ID#25559

Bang A Gong

So, today we got the drum kit all set up. Took a couple of hours, but we got the hang of it ok. Thank goodness (e:Uncutsaniflush) remembered some of the basics that were not in the instructions. I need to fiddle with it to get it just to my specific requirements, whatever they may be. For now, it feels very uncomfortable to be be there with the sticks in my hand. It won't forever though and i will learn. Loudly, but i will. I will get the hang of it all. We even had a guest drummer today for a few minutes, too. (e:Ladycroft) came by for a short visit and had a turn on the throne. I think she did great.

To those of you that asked, yes, my userpic is indeed me. About 20 years ago, but me none the less. At the time, i was going to an "alternative" program at my highschool. Because of my home situation at the time, i was living on my own at a fairly young age and i really wanted to try to stay in school. This program was mainly for adults, but i was accepted into it because i attended the school already and the staff was aware of what was going on for me as far as my living situation. The vice principal of the high school took this picture. I was in his office. I was very tired and in a pissy mood. I think i quit school within a week of that picture being taken. I went to the VP and told him myself. He really tried to help me stay in school, but he just could not afford to pay my rent any more than i could while i was in school.
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Category: music

12/20/05 05:33 - 24ºF - ID#25558

Boom Boom Baby

All my life, i have been a tapper, a thrummer, a fidget monster. When i was a kid, i wasn't allowed to have tic tacs 'cause the sound of me shaking them drove my mom crazy. She was always screaming at me to keep still, to stop tapping, to leave her knitting needles alone. I always thought it was just because i am always uncomfortable, both physically and emotionally and that i need something to do with myself so i don't actually become crazy.

Since before we got married, (e:Uncutsaniflush) has been telling me i would make a good drummer. It used to make me so self-conscious, and i would immediately stop whatever tapping i was doing. Eventually, i was comfortable enough to tap along with a song on the radio when he was near. Now, over 5 years since we met, and 4 since we have been married and spent almost all of our time with each other, he has convinced me that my tapping might lead to something.

Earlier this month, we did some shopping.. browsing and info gathering, really. And it took me a while to decide, but i did. Today, i got my xmas present... to myself and from my wonderfully supportive husand. A brand new drum kit. It scares the fucking shit out of me to begin something like this... i am just a bundle of issues.

But i keep reminding myself that i can do this. That i will do this. That it is supposed to be fun. And i am not too old to learn and do something new. And mostly, that this is supposed to be fun. That i want to do this. That there are times in which the learning process will be frustrating. And that if Meg White can do it, anyone can. Thanks Meg.
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12/12/05 12:16 - 26ºF - ID#25557

Calendars, Cookies, Cards and MICE...!!!

Every year for many years now, i have made my mom a calendar for xmas. Last year was the exception. I just didn't have the time after we moved, and finding the file from the year before and getting windows reinstalled back on our comp so i could use CorelDraw just wasn't going to happen. So i altered one (e:Uncutsaniflush) found for me with coloured markers. I know my mom didn't find it nearly as useful. So, this year i was back at it. My mom will get her special calendar. On one 11 x 17 page, it has 3 calendar months on it -- the current month in the middle with the previous month above and the upcoming month below. She uses it a lot for work. The first time i made it for her it took months. I did every single bit by hand. Drew every calendar grid and number and family birthdate on with a sharpie. Today, using CorelDraw, i finished 2006. My mom will be happy to get it this year.

I also found out that cake mixes make really good cookies. I watch a lot of food tv. I just like cooking and baking. I would have made someone a good housewife... And i was watching Semi-Homemade when the very perky host started making cookies with all sorts of weird things. She made one type using chocolate frosting she mixed with butter and graham crumbs rolled into crushed nuts with a hersheys kiss squished on top. Then she got out her cake mixes. And i was hooked. Today, i made one batch with a carrot cake mix and oatmeal. They are pretty good. They were supposed to be with a white cake mix and pumpkin pie spices but i thought the cake mix i had would have those spices. I made another with chocolate cake mix and chips... white and brown. Very good.

We got our first xmas card today. From a woman that used to live next door to my parents. I used to babysit her kids. Nice woman. I think my mom used to think i was weird because i got along with her better than a lot of the kids on our street. What can i say, i was old before i was actually old. It reminds me that i really need to get ours out. I hope the overseas ones make it on time. Back in Canada, they used to say that overseas ones would not make it unless mailed by the 1st of December. I am noticing that USPS is way better than Canada Post.

And mice. Our mouse is back. I thought Max the dog (who visited on American Thanksgiving) scared them away, but one scurried by and interupted dinner tonight. The little bastard mouse! I do not want to kill the damn thing, but if they don't get their furry asses into our humane traps...
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Category: birthdays

12/02/05 11:55 - 25ºF - ID#25556

I Can't Wait 'Til Midnight...

It was the 3rd day of December when he was born. This man i love so much. The man who decided to open his heart and his home to me, a weird vegetarian, non driving, emotionally stunted Canadian chick 11 years his junior. He has shown me how hard, yet rewarding, it is to be a better, kinder more open person. He has supported my whims and encouraged me like no other human being ever has before him. There was a time when i was in a shell.. i didn't have a voice to sing. Now, he overhears me singing with a radio. Something i have never done in my life. He has given me a voice. He is my song. He says i make too big a deal of his birthday. But how can i not rejoice the anniversary of the day he was born? How can i not want to shout it out to the sky that this man has given me more than i ever dreamed i would even be able to have? I can't not do it.

Happy Birthday, Walt.

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Category: dentist

11/29/05 11:13 - 49ºF - ID#25555

One In a Million

Thanks (e:Ladycroft) for your comment to my journal. I know, i should be a pro by now, but i am not. I am still a withering blithering coward.

It seems as though my dentist, in his 32 years of dentistry work has never come acorss a nervous system that is as odd as mine. How could it be that my tooth is numb, my nose is numb, my face is numb, but my gums are not? Well, oh joy, oh bliss, something else that proves what a freak i am...

On a possitive note, my dentist is a foodie. Like me, he likes cooking and baking. He found a good source for spices and got some whole nutmeg, which can be very difficult to find. He said he would give me a nut, since he has more than he could ever use. Yay!

Thanks yet again for recommending this office to me, (e:Mike).
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11/29/05 09:10 - 54ºF - ID#25553

Poop


I am in such a bad mood. I have to go to the dentist... in less than an hour.
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Category: hair

11/26/05 08:36 - 29ºF - ID#25551

Pink A Boo

Well, (e:Ladycroft) was finaly brave enough.

We even documented it all...

Who has better hair? The dude pictured on the cup, or the girl holding it? Hmm...

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Another before shot, but the back. I tried to make her hair look messy, but she said i was making it look good messy, not bad messy. I can't help it!!

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Ah, the afternoon long process has begun.

The first stage. Bleach.

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And after the first stage... Somehow, she looks dubious...

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But she bravely came out from under the towel...

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From under my hair dryer, the mop of bleached yellow appeared.

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Then, on went the blobs of purple. No mirror can save you now, little girl!

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I did my best to make sure as little water went into her ears as possible, but it was a bit of a challenge with the wee hose at our kitchen sink! I think she will have pink q-tips for a while!

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Then, from under my scissors, out emerges... uhm... Pinkie?

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Then, after the long afternoon of work for me, and sitting for (e:Ladycroft), we went to dinner. Went to Taste Good, the place of good and cheap chinese food. (E:Ladycroft) got sweet and sour vegetarian "chicken"... but she thinks it looks like hotdogs.

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I say it's the Dr Pepper that looks weird.

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Category: thanksgiving

11/25/05 05:36 - 28ºF - ID#25550

Ungrateful Guest

So, we decided we were going to have a small thanksgiving meal of our own. We went to the Co-Op and got ourselves a tofurkey. Not too long ago, i saw a recipe for ginger glazed carrots i wanted to try. I made mashed potatoes. I made vegetarian gravy. We got some cranberries for (e:Uncutsaniflush) (i hate cranberry anything). Then, about an hour or so before i was going to start cooking, i got a phone call. Would we mind having a guest?

He spend the first close to an hour complaining and crying...

Eventually, he settled down and was an angel.

Here he is, sitting by our front door, looking forlorn:

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Here he is hoping his humans will come back:

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Here he is looking out the front window, wishing, once again, for his humans:

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Here he is looking like he is almost resting:

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His name is Max and he is part Alaskan part German Sheppard. He is a good dog. Rather timid, since he was a rescue. Hence why is sooo attatched to his usual humans. They were going to the Southern Tier for thanksgiving dinner and scared they MIGHT get caught in the snow, unable to come home. So, we took Max in for a bit. After the howling stopped, he was good. He loved going for a walk after dinner. I reckon it didn't do my ass any harm either.

Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving day!
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Category: food

11/16/05 11:28 - 45ºF - ID#25549

No Longer A Virgin

I have been threatening it for the longest time. At first, i thought it was just some sort of freaky fad. Now, years later, it is still popular. Just like moving to Buffalo, it started as a joke. Ah, but did i really go through with it?!? Yes. I did. I ate poutine.

Here is the evidence.

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11/08/05 11:49 - 42ºF - ID#25548

Recurring Theme

Have i mentioned recently how much i hate going to the dentist? I am sure somewhere along the line i must have. Ahem. Well. Ok, then.

Today's dental appointment was no fun. Oh, don't get me wrong. I think i go to a great dentist, and i still appreciate the recommendation very much, (e:Mike). But it still isn't fun. I brought a walkman. With a book on tape of Stephen Fry's autobiography, Moab is My Washpot, with the author reading. It's soothing. Stephen Fry has a beautifully soothing silken British accented voice. I could listen to him for days.

When the dentist said to his assistant that he thought he should use a "lighter" local becuase i only needed to have a small filling done, i should have said more than, "well, ok, i trust you". I do trust him. But what i know about me is that i don't respond well to locals. They often, quite simply, do not work. It's not the first time i have run into this problem, and not just when i needed dental work. If you need stitches, always make sure they use the good local... hurts like shit otherwise. I have a high tolerance to a lot of meds... i think my history of drug abuse has much to do with that.

OK, today, yeah, that's where i was.

So, at first, i think that the reason i can feel what the dentist is doing is because i have really senstive teeth... particularly to cold. That water thingie they use really should have tepid water, if ya ask me. I think THAT is the real water torture. So, they squeezed on a dental dam. And to anyone that has seen my motley mouth, i have some amount of teeth crammed into a fairly small space. Damn, i am STILL pissed at my 'rents for not getting me braces when i was a kid. So, once that is attached, they start drilling again. OUCH! I don't know how come i feel it, doc, i just know i do... On to more needles. Which i am so not afraid of. No self respecting heroin addict is (not that the term self respecting and heroin addict go well in a sentence together anyway). Ouch again. Needle again. I was numb for hours. I would rather be than feel the pain.

And damn it, if it doesn't hurt more now than it ever did when it was just a stupid cavity. It feels like a cavity now... and didn't when it was. *Sigh*

Since then, all i really want to do is cry. PMS doesn't help matters, of course. Even buying and listening to the wonderful new double cd release of Kate Bush, Aerial, helped the crying. May have made me more meloncholy...
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