The Water

All that I have is a river The river is always my home Lord, take me away For I just cannot stay Or I'll sink in my skin and my bones The water sustains me without even trying The water can't drown me, I'm done With my dying Please help me build a small boat One that'll ride on the flow Where the river runs deep And the larger fish creep I'm glad of what keeps me afloat The water sustains me without even trying The water can't drown me, I'm done With my dying Now deeper the water I sail And faster the current I'm in That each night brings the stars And the song in my heart Is a tune for the journeyman's tale The water sustains me without even trying The water can't drown me, I'm done With my dying Now the land that I knew is a dream And the line on the distance grows faint So wide is my river The horizon a sliver The artist has run out of paint Where the blue of the sea meets the sky And the big yellow sun leads me home I'm everywhere now The way is a vow To the wind of each breath by and by The water sustains me without even trying The water can't drown me, I'm done With my dying

By Johnny Flynn and Laura Marling

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4QQ7HYYdWw

Dual Spires

I love Psych. I love Twin Peaks. So when I re-watched Psych's Dual Spires, a tribute episode that was chock full of easter eggs, I appreciated it for everything that it was. The writer's did a fantastic job. I've re-watched it over and over and over again.

So I wanted to write down the amount of meta-references Dual Spires held. Turns out that someone beat me to the punch (of course).

http://welcometotwinpeaks.com/inspiration/psych-twin-peaks/

Love love love it.

Amenities

I have been looking to make life more pleasurable lately. I want pillows, pie, black coffee, furry rugs, doughnuts, saddle shoes, flowers, candles, make up brushes, a clean home, a smart mind, and a good heart. 

Pleasantly suprised this morning by NPR's special guest on Fill in the Blank (the live shows on the weekend), Paula Poundstone! I recently started watching Home Movies again and I recognized her voice immediately. Bonus, CATOL FUCKING BURNETT. That reminds me, I've got to research more of her stuff.

Maybe Natalie Portman was right. Oh, I hope she was right. He wants help and that's something I've never heard him say. Crossing my fingers.

On a worse note, I've thrown my college career down the shitter. Now it's time to glove up and clean the bowl as best as I can.

Q & A

Here's an old post I never published. I started this blog pretty recently, and yet my answers have changed since I answered these. Oh, number 8. and 16. Should I take them as a sign?

Ugh, I really should be studying.

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1. Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?
Probably, Tina Fey. No, Steve Martin. NO! Bill Murray. No, go back to Tina Fey.

2. Would you like to be famous? In what way?
Yes. So everyone can recognize my secret awesomeness. Perhaps, a writer of some kind? I'm purty turrible at that so I'll choose director. Yeah. Cool ass Director Stallard.

3. Before making a phone call, do you ever rehearse what you're going to say? Why?
If it's for work, yes. I tend to get tongue tied easily. Chocolate = cholocate. Have a nice day turns into Have a dice nay. I'm verbally dyslexic.

4. What would constitute a perfect day for you?
Wake up around 10am to a warm cup of English Breakfast tea with milk and sugar and toast with jam and butter. Fuck around on the internet for an hour. Go to the city market with the dogs for a delish dinner I am going to prepare for some close friends that evening. Shop for a new toy, be it make up, jewelry, vhs', or books. Then head home for a short but fulfilling evening with friends and head to bed watching MST3K. Throw in something unexpectedly good. I like good surprises.

5. When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?
Sometime last week. I tend to dry heave now when I sing loud like I used to. Stupid nausea.

6. If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you choose?
I would choose body. I mean, I'll grow in wisdom but I'll have a bangin' body? Hell yeah. Plus, if I lose my mental state in my golden years, some dumb douche will always take care of me. Have you heard some of the things some dumb girls say? They won't know the difference between stupidity and dementia.

7. Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?
Probably, cancer. I do not take care of my body as well as I should.

8. Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.
1) Same type of humor.
2) Having an open mind for things beyond the material items of this world.
3) We stay with the right person for life.

9. For what in your life do you feel most grateful?
I'm grateful I have always had food and shelter.

10. If you could change anything about the way you were raised, what would it be?
Probably, different parents. If I had to stick with the same ones, then, I wish they were more open emotionally and never let me watch t.v.

12. If you could wake up tomorrow having gained one quality or ability, what would it be?
Be able to control time. Like Piper in Charmed or Hiro in Heroes.

13. If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?
Everything. As much as possible.

14. Is there something that you've dreamt of doing for a long time? Why haven't you done it?
For fear of failing. For fear of being average. For fear of exposing my stupidity.

15. What is the greatest accomplishment of your life?
I don't think I have one. Going back to school? Meh.

16. What do you value most in a friendship?
Honesty.

17. What is your most treasured memory?
I have a few. I remember my Dad telling me stories about my grandfather and the pancake tree. I remember my friends singing Blink 182 while I was trying to insert my first tampon. I remember the first time I fell in love.

18. What is your most terrible memory?
I have more than a few. Dad. RHS. Phillip. Chris. The first year I met Andrew (after that it's been good).

19. If you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living? Why?
Of course! I would dump all my responsibilities and travel! Fuck all this bullshit!

20. What does friendship mean to you?
It means being a good listener, never be jealous, give good advice for the best outcome for the person you love, be honest about thoughts and feelings, and be there for when they need you.

21. What roles do love and affection play in your life?
The same as any other normal human person I think...

22. Alternate sharing something you consider a positive characteristic of your partner. Share a total of five items.
Intelligent. Independent. Handsome. Considerate. Hard working.

23. How close and warm is your family? Do you feel your childhood was happier than most other people's?
I'm sure it was better than most but emotionally, they didn't communicate with me. They sheltered me. They didn't treat me like an individual. They treated me like a pet that needed to behave.

One Last Cigarette

http://thoughtcatalog.com/brenna-marie/2014/10/what-it-feels-like-to-break-up-with-someone-you-still-love/

This woman put it perfectly. I'm still very much afraid to take the step. I keep hoping there will be a change. An exception.

I keep hoping that he will realize he has a substance abuse problem and he will never stray from me again because his love for me over powers his want of alcohol. It doesn't seem to because this isn't a movie. He pushes and pushes and pushes.

Oh, I am terrible at keeping positive, aren't I? But I will continue to try. Yoda doesn't know everything.

Happiness Challenge

Day 1

1. Cynthia's parents bought me a beautiful box chock-full of moon cakes. I learned my favorite flovers are red bean and lotus. She, also, taught me the story behind moon cakes and why they are only available once a year (kind of like Girl Scout cookies).

2. I cleaned the entire kitchen. Even the laundry room! It's not sp bad cleaning if I have a tv in the room. Psych ftw!

3. Tried a new dish tonight from Andrew's work, Alpine Balery. A delicious dish that had small bite size bread thingies that reminded me of the cheesy bread that is so popular in Colombia. They were placed into a brisket stew like bowl.  A good dish to start off the autumn. Especially, on stormy days like today.

Andrew - You had symphonic farts last night.
Me - Blame your sister, she fed us tacos.

I drank milk an hour ago. He's in for another musical night.

I can't wait for the day I have a career like job. And money. Money would be nice. Hearing a friend say "I bought two feet of ribs" and "a crock pot isn't expensive, it's just $20" enraged me. Especially, coming from a "best" friend who knows my financial issues. Insensitivity is killing me lately. I'm not sensitive. You're just insensitive. I'm not cruel or unforgiving but I am no longer lowering my standards because other people don't meet them.

I know things could be better.

Chris

It's heartbreaking to see a random object through out your day that holds no significant value to me. Yet, it held a significant value to a dead loved one.

 I remember the above alarm clock with have the soldier yell until you hit snooze or woke up and turn it's annoying self off.  Came across a picture of it on the internet and it brought me back to 6 or 7 years ago when Meagan and Chris lived with her parents at the townhouse in Chattahoochee Landing. Chris worked in construction and would constantly be playing Resident Evil. He would always follow the official video game guide. He lent me Bully's. I still have it.  He loved cars, rap, country music, and fixing things. Chris made the WORST dad jokes. 'Deez nuts will forever remind me of him. Chris and I had almost nothing in common except loving Meag. 

I guess I should call her more often. She seems happy now though. :)

Lasers=Rick

Military Alarm = Chris

Let's hope my next post won't be about my dead uncle and friend. 

Laser Pointers

Laser pointers will forever remind me of Rick. He loved them. The more extravagant the better. He loved showing his collection off when people came to visit him. He was like a big kid showing off his toys.

Thanks for the Adventure

I'm having the hardest time trying to focus. Ever since I quit smoking my ADD has spiraled out of control.  Classes have started two weeks ago and I have not yet bought my books or read anything for class. I have to get myself together. Get more organized. Clean. Prioritize. Exercise. Say yes to events.

I am on a path to better myself. Unfortunately, that means separating myself from certain elements. I want passionate people that inspire me in my life. Things are unclear as to what the right answer is but I am keeping a positive outlook. Separating from those you love is almost as difficult as quitting cigarettes.

Healthier Choices and an Important Proposal!

I haven't smoked in 1 MONTH! 

I did it!!! One whole month. My last cigarette was at July 15 at 9:30pm.  I cheated once on the third day but that was 4 weeks ago and I don't count it. It was a stale old cigarette and I didn't smoke the whole thing. Andrew contributed to that cheat too. He knows what he did!

There have been a lot of benefits of quitting. I breathe easier, tastes are stronger, smells are stronger, I sleep less, I have more energy, my libido is stronger, I dream every night, but, unfortunately, I want to eat non-stop. Which is a problem because...

Cynthia and Chris are engaged! 

And I'm the maid of honor! I need to start losing weight. I want to look pretty in their wedding photos.

Chris asked her to marry him on a tiny heart island at Lake Lanier on July 26th. I had to keep it secret for four days. And prior to that, he told me a lie about his plan to propose which involved getting down on one knee on top of a Colorado mountain, but he thought I would leak it to her. Psht. What kind of person would do that!? It was apart of his plan. He wanted me to tell her so that it would throw her off because she's been questioning his every move. She's wicked observant.  When I kept my mouth shut, it ruined his plans, and he finally included me in his true plans. She mentioned two days prior to the proposal that she wanted an engagement party right after the engagement, so I had 24 hours to throw a party! 

All after a night of Andrew drinking after he promised he wouldn't drink, and on the fourth day of my quitting smoking. I was not a pleasant person. 

However, I NAILED it.

Lan (bridesmaid), me, Cyn, Chris and Bekah (the other party helper!). 

Chris added a cute saying to his fridge from the Bible.

Cyn and Chris entering the surprise engagement party!

Chris' younger sister help decorate.

Food table! =) Bekah decorated the flowers. Hannah helped set up the banner. 

Not sure who blew up the balloons, I was upstairs getting ready. It looks great!

 I felt like smoking the entire day, but I didn't! I think it was a great hit. Even though, I had to be by myself for the longest time. I hid in Chris' room. Bekah was incredibly helpful but incredibly competitive and annoying. Once everyone arrived an hour early, they helped the decorating process speed up. We invited all three sets of parents. The only ones missing was Cynthia's college roommate Stephanie, Andrew, and Holen. 

Fast forward to now. 

Cynthia bought her dress today! Who knew she is into the Disney princess look? 

She's like a fluffy cloud I wanna sit in! She's going to look gorgeous. I can't wait for the special day. They still need to find a venue and deal with the little stuff. They are leaving me in charge of decorating. I, also, have to throw a bridal shower and bachlorette party. Oh, all on no job. Yeah. Ermitage kept lying about making me full time. I love Peter, but he was easily taken advantage of. I'm afraid Vanessa convinced him that he didn't need me and that she could do it with a raise.

Anyways, I have to start eating healthier. So I can fit into a size 10 dress. That'd make me happy! The bridesmaids are going for this look: 

School starts in one week. All five classes are film classes. It's going to be a busy year. 

I've got to get shit in order. 

Happy Thought

'Come On Eileen' will always bring a smile to my face. Thank you Brian Topp.

Brian: I'm working Tim, Do you understand?
Tim: No, sorry. You've got me there.
Brian: Trying... to... avoid... cliches... by not actually placing my brush on the canvas.
Tim: Wow. Right.
Brian: I'm using my penis.
Tim: Fiiinnalllllly.

Relaxing Day

Went to work and had a slow nice day.

Can you believe this beautiful sunset I'm enjoying on my way home?

Now it's time to enjoy my cook out burger, cheerwine, and Skyrim filled night. Looking forward to the day off tomorrow.

Memorial Day pictures coming soon! It was filled with friends and family. A bit much for me, as I tend to lean on the introvert side of the line but I loved seeing everyone.

Happy Adult Things

Adult things that make me happy:

- Having a full tank of gas on my way home from work.
- Very little traffic on my way home from work. Thanks Memorial Day Weekend!
- Having extra Boylan Black Cherry or root beer bottles for me to enjoy during the weekend.
- Looking forward to working out with Cynthia tonight. YAY endorphins!
- Having funds in the bank to relay on. It's comforting to know if I need gas or want dinner, I can get it no sweat. Plus, we've got rent covered!!! Wooooo!!  All thanks to a very very generous and sweet old friend.
-Having a good job to go to. That and having the hours and responsibilities rise. Helps that the other girl in my department wasn't there today which allowed me to learn much quicker. I think she's sweet but she's incompetent and creates issues for my other coworkers. I just want to work in peace. And it happened today!
-Planning on brunch with my two good friends Bivens and Jane tomorrow morning. Can't wait.
-Having the ingredients for one of my favorite breakfast recipes, egg souffle. It's easy and delicious. I think I plan to make it Sunday.
-Having wonderful parents that are willing to invest in my photography with a 50mm f/1.8 lens! It is amazing and I can't wait to use it more. Which reminds me, I need to edit the photos from last Sunday's shoot.

All good things. Trying to keep my head up even though I didn't get the internship at Turner. Eh well. I'm sure it's for the best. :)

Let's Explore Zen

The semester has finished and all the grades are good. Now I can look forward to registering for classes that actually attribute to knowledge of my degree. Blegh, this semester was irritating. Then again, I've been having issues with that.

I need to learn how to be less angry and more patient and happy. Andrew is amazing at keeping cool under pressure. The first sign of my plans going array and I start cringing at the irritation of my not-so-smooth plans. I let my nerves take a hold of me in eruptions of bitter outbursts. Uncool. Perhaps I will take up meditating? Yoga? Well see. But controlling my temper and reducing my stress is something I will need to work on. I don't want to be the angry friend. Nor the angry daughter.

I have to start looking for a summer job. Thinking about serving again makes me want to cry. I don't think it's going to help with the temper issue. Ha.

Btw, what is it when Donna hits on Captain Jack but he doesn't return the gesture? Wtf. He hits on rocks but not scrumptious hilarious Donna? Psht. Bullshit.

Whiplash

I was cleaning Saturday before Phillip came over so that we may go job hunting together. I slipped on the black 'yoga mat' that Andrew left in the middle of the hall way and did my best impression of a cartoon character slipping on a banana.

Kinda exactly like this:

I couldn't move my neck very well and had a tough time doing pretty much anything including driving, brushing my hair, scratching my head, or standing. Yeah, standing pretty much made everything hurt. So did sleeping. I made a doctor's appointment on Tuesday and found out I made things worse by inflaming the muscles and broken blood vessels by applying a heating pad on it while sleeping for three nights. I'm a smart cookie. I had to miss class and work because of it. Luckily, today it's feel a TON better. I don't need assistance trying to get out of bed or put on a shirt! Huzzah!

I know that I need to my busiest right now but it's been a blessing in disguise. I was able to relax (sort of) with out feeling like a lazy fat bum. I think I needed to rest due to all the stress that has accumulated over the past month. 

I met up with Bivens this past Saturday for brunch and I forgot how effective having a positive person in my life can improve my mentality. He was 100% right on almost every subject. I knew it all but having an old friend repeat it back to you pounded it in. I need more positive thoughts. I need positive people. It's going to be a tough but it will be worth it in the long haul. 

We are having to start over. Start from the beginning. Broke and in search of what we want out of life. More so for Andrew than for me. I want to stay away from those that helped lead us to the destruction path. This will include some decent people. I want to move on to those who help us out of this hole. Help us become our best. Want us to be our best. We are going to have to be very aware of  how others truly affect us. They might not do drugs but they may like where we were. Some will like to feel superior over us. And some of those that have a more open mind to certain lifestyles might be a good influence that want us to succeed. We're deciphering it like an ancient code. We are trying not to be wrong. We need to learn to let it go. Keep going. Hike on. Keep the positive vibes close. Make new friends. Create a better life for ourselves. I have to keep repeating it to myself in order for it to seep in through the cracks. I grew up in a very negative space. It takes some work to be the opposite. I think it's worked. The more I repeat the positive events rather than the negatives, more positive things happen. It truly works. This jolt will lead to a better outcomes. 

Lost

Writing essays. Studying for tests. Meeting people to sell them stuff off Craigslist. Andrew's grandmother is in the hospital. Selling the Mercedes. Driving to school. Getting the right papers signed and notarized. Getting groceries. Going to court. Twitching eye. Doing taxes. Missing the internship deadline. Meeting with the lawyer. Driving Andrew to work. Searching for jobs. Sweeping. Doing dishes. Preparing for presentations. Cleaning stuff to sell. Figuring out what more to sell. Hanging up clothes. Feeding the pups. Dealing with ex-roommates and their immature attitudes while they move out. Eating crappy food. Having to worry about not making rent. Walking the dogs. Missing friends and outings. Thinking of places to live. Missing work because of errands. Meeting annoying people. Selling as much as possible for a new beginning.

 I'm exhausted.

I've been spun about. Trying to keep my chin up and think positively. It has been a chore. We're in the forest and every pathway found has an obstacle in front of it. A lot of them. A creek to jump over, an animal to fight off, or a fallen tree to climb over. Too many trees to dodge around. I, so desperately, want to get out of the woods. However, like the last rule says, "Don't quit."

I'm trying to ignore the tendency to hate. I'm trying to find the silver lining. I don't want that old familiar drabby friend to return but I can feel it visiting me. I'm trying to deal with those who are taking out their issues on me with positivity and love. I've managed to do it but apart of me wishes I could be stronger and tell them to go to hell. Is that the stronger thing to do? I can't tell what's right anymore. Probably, the caring path. Yet, they don't deserve it. Maybe I'm having an issue with that because I believe in karma. I feel Andrew and I didn't deserve what happened to him, which is affecting me. Apart of me sees it as a new path, the other part of me sees it as an unfair backlash to what was being done. We'll see. I just need to keep the light in while I find my way out of the forest. I just need something to look forward to. Right now, it's hard to see with all the shade. But, times like these is when it's best to...

Hike on.

New Life

This past week has been one of my most stressful. I carried an active mind, an exhausted body, and rejuvenated soul into this new stage of my life.

A really terrible thing happened but it is leading to new and better things. An improved life that's new motto is "By Grabthar's Hammer by the Suns"... sorry, wrong Galaxy Quest quote. I think I mean, "Never Give Up, Never Surrender".

I never had a chance to post my wonderful birthday pictures. It was a great day. I'm trying to refrain from linking a good thing happening to me to a bad thing always following. I'm trying to be optimistic. I'm trying to keep the negative thoughts out but it can be hard. I'm trying not to think vengeful thoughts. I'm trying not to take things personally. I'm trying to do my best and eradicate unfavorable and weak ideas and concepts. You find out what your family and friends think of you in times like this. Turns out, as mad as my family is, they will always be there. That goes for some friends too. I think, for the most part, Andrew and I have chosen well. You truly truly find out who's REALLY there for you. Andrew and I have a better idea of this now. We will move on from those that judged us, mummered hypocritical comments, and we're an all around dreadful presence in our life.

I, also, don't care what any one thinks of Andrew. He's the best and I don't think he did anything wrong. He is going to turn around from this. We both are. And I can't wait. This is the beginning of a hard and long year. No more time or money to spend on fun festivals, shows, and bullshit every one posts on FB. However, I think in a year or two, we'll be better off than we we're before. I still plan on writing that script. He plans on retuning to school. We just have to remember it's for the best and things will turn out alright as long as we keep kicking ass and never give up. KEEP THINKING GOOD THOUGHTS! BAH!

My Funeral

I came across this page: http://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/one-day-green-cemeteries-will-use-corpses-help-trees-grow

It's an idea I fell in love with since Chris' death. I know he would've loved it too. Why should my body be cremated or buried with no benefits to the Earth? Be apart of the circle of life! I want to be buried in this futuristic burial pod that will include a seed of a tree on top that will grow and, eventually, envelop my death pod. Somehow, it reminds me of The Fountain. If you've seen it, then you know which scene I'm speaking of. Which is even more trippy because it involves death. Or life, I suppose it depends on which way you analyze it. I think I would like a Wisteria or a Jacarandas or maybe a Sequoia. Then again, if I'm buried down here in the south, a good ol' fashioned Oak tree might be best. I am excessive, so how about all of the above?

Besides the burial pod, I would love if everyone wore bright colors. No black. I do love the Indian tradition of everyone wearing white. Yeah, that's what I'd like. If you know me, then you know I love to decorate and make things as pretty and festive as financially possible. I would love a ton of colorful balloons and flowers. Streamers! Lots of food from all over the world. 

Yeah, something like this. With a twelve foot high picture of me flipping everyone off as I laugh.

Please, loved ones, do that for my funeral. I kid about the picture but the rest is close to the truth. Celebrate and be merry. Share stories. Share love. Most importantly, be funny about it.

;)

Balls. Sweet!

I'm afraid my job isn't as permanent as I had hoped. I think my boss is too nice. I was suppose to replace another co-worker who has been taking advantage of my boss' kindness and tolerance. Unfortunately, the reason she's imposing a terrible work ethic is the reason she still works there. HE'S TOO DAMN NICE. So, he won't fire her or cut her hours which gives me no work to do which cuts my hours. I don't want to take someone's job but it was the original reason I went to work for them. Eh, well. Things will work out. 

Recently, I've been so proud of Steph. She fucked up during her move but she's trying and she's being honest and that's something different. I applaud her. She's still immature and somewhat childish but I'm sure if I met myself at 21, I'd think the same thing. Love the lil turd. 

I told the family that we should have a weekly dinner. I feel that we need to try something new to make us closer. It helps Steph execute a weekly task that will be unaltered. Sometimes, when your whole life is chaos and disarray, a simple exercise in stability can keep her anchored. We'll see. I hope so. It was short but fun. 

She's so damn pretty. Love her. I decided to sacrifice my time and cook for the family. Mostly because I think I'm the best cook in the family. Yeah, I'll toot my own horn. Andrew's pretty good too but I don't count him since we aren't technically family. I made freshly mashed potatoes with chicken in creamy Parmesan and sundried tomatoes, and balsamic roasted baby carrots. BOOYA!

Oh, la la!

On top of that, my parents gave my birthday gift early.

AAAHHHH!!! It was such a surprise! I've been wanting a sewing machine for years. Now, I can start learning how to make costumes! SO EXCITED. First on the list: a Louise costume.

Oh! And I get to babysit this little cutie once a month.

Mandy dropped by the other day with this little munchkin. She started a new job but is having trouble scheduling a babysitter and rides. Rozzy is the sweetest child I've ever met. No, the list of children I know is not long but she's still the best child on Earth. She's sweet, obedient, and not a brat. What more could you ask for in a child? I look forward to having her for a small bit. 

First Week of Work and Snow

Things are going great. I started my new job. It's the best job I've ever had. I don't have to deal with costumers and I work alone in a comfortable setting. AND I get weekends! This might be the first job I've ever worked that I get to have weekends!

This is my boss' scary balcony. There is nothing holding this patio up besides the strong American steel slab attached into the building. It freaks me out to stand on this thing. 

I'm not used to it. I've wasted making the most of my first weekend off. I've just been roaming the internet aimlessly. What's the best lipstick of the year? What are some good hikes to try out? What's this? George Takei shared a webpage full of vintage posters against women voting?

Yeah. Gross. Here's my all time favorite:

Hey, I'd rather kick him in the balls than hear him talk but we can't always get what we want. It's appalling that these were actual propaganda posters in the 1890s and early 1900s.

Ew. I can hear my roommate, Stephen, blowing bubbles into his girlfriend's, Mandhi, stomach. He spoke to Andrew the other night about how he wanted to break up with her because she was a child. Yet, he continues to do lovey dovey activities with her. I can understand. It's difficult breaking up with someone you love. But hey, it's better than living with a bi-polar chick who flips out at a moments notice over nothing. I mean, any social etiquette or decorum is thrown out the window when she's pissed, and she gets pissed over everything.

Anyways. It snowed Wednesday!

Our backyard. Seems so majestic.

Yeah, we live across the street from a secret cemetery. I think we're screwed if there's a Zombie Apocalypse. 

I stopped by the grocery on my way home from work to grab Rick's Colombian Soup ingredients and it was packed.

When the south gets Connecticut's cold Devils dandruff, all the lanes are open and long. When does that ever happen?

The soup was a success and I've been eating it everyday since. It's my favorite. It reminds me of Richard and Colombia simultaneously. I miss them both, tremendously. Sometimes the ache in my heart to see Rick is overwhelming.

Oh! Andrew got his Oculus Rift too! 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RnkMhewx-Zo

It's not what I expected. I think we need to upgrade our video and graphics card because every time I've played with that thing, the games are ill quality and it makes me feel like I have vertigo. No joke. That thing will make you really feel like you're flying a futuristic spacecraft through the air even with the shitty graphics. So, keep a bucket by your side in case you feel like hurling. Hopefully, when we alternate the Oculus to the better computer, it will perform better. I'm just glad he likes it because I hate it. 

AND, it's my birthday this week! I have no plans as of yet but, hopefully, I'll think of something.