I'm a night person.

Have I ever mentioned I'm a night person? I suppose there are multiple reasons for this. I'm gonna list them. Why? Well why the fuck do I have a blog? I just like to share, ok? So yeah, a few reasons I'm a night person:

I am possibly an insomniac. But not really. I just can't fall asleep. Too much to think about.

Nothing good comes on TV in the mornings -- late afternoon and evening is when the good stuff comes on. And there's good TV solid through 3am -- and then there are infomercials.

Theres never any email to check early in the morning. If you sleep 'till noon, theres good shit in your inbox.

I just sleep better when the sun is up. A few reasons this might be true: 1) Less people get killed, stabbed, robbed or raped during the daytime -- true fact. So I can let my guard down during the day and be vulnerable sleeping 2) The boogyman doesn't scare people during the day. 3) I can see every nook and cranny of my apartment during the day -- no weird ass shadows freaking me out when I open my eyes. 4) When I was little I once read that demons are most active at 3am. I don't even think I believe this is true, but I swear, this thought ALWAYS occurs to me at 3am. Day time is safe to sleep. 5) The pressures off. Around 11:00pm and midnight, theres that pressure that I should be going to sleep. When the suns up there's no pressure because I'm not even supposed to be asleep.

And really, I think I just enjoy being a little sleepy. When I start to get sleepy, everything is funny. Not jsut funny, but hilarious. I just took this "Really Quick Reassuringly East Test" on OKCupid (clicky) and I loudly laughed at every single question.

And when I'm a little sleepy, music is awesome (Please indicate the word "awesome" with a mental picture of me doing the pinched fingers hand gesture to emphasize.) I go through my iTunes and everything is just the most amazing song ever.

And there's nothing you have to do at night. You're supposed to be sleeping, so you can totally waste your time. You wouldn't be doing anything if you were sleeping so it's ok.

I dont understand morning people. Like whats the benefit to getting up at 7:00am on a Saturday?

And holy shit, I just hit the paid programming jackpot! It's a Time Life 80's music infomercial. It's all clips of 80s power ballads -- WITH MUSIC VIDEOS. Oh man. "Take the passion of rock, add some power, and you've got the rock ballad." Yes, you do.

Dexter starts Sunday!

I usually don't get giddy. I despise perkiness and giddy is usually associated with perky. Somehow I make it work anyway. I am abso-fucking-lutly giddy about Dexter starting on Sunday.

When the commercials come on I squeal and clap. I know.

I'm paying 90 bucks a month for a sweet cable package plus Showtime so I won't have to miss ANY of it. I'm frankly surprised I haven't bought a DVD recorder so I can record the episodes. I'm considering it. Anyone know a good cheap one I can purchase? Seriously.

The new episode is playing on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday and you can bet your ass I'll be watching every night.

Also, I'm so fucking happy its Friday. I was in an all-day meeting today at work. Had it not been Friday, I'd never have made it. Thank God for weekends! I came home took a nap and now im glued to sci-fi for a night of Stargate. Sweet!


Adult vs Child

Remember when you were little -- even a young teenager -- and getting something in the mail was a huge deal? Even a credit card application was huge. Now you have to check your mail at least weekly -- and it's all yours. And there're bills you have to pay. And thats not really fun.

Then again, you still get to experience that joy when you get a card or unexpected package!

My sister asked for my address last week so she could send me a card. I've checked my mail excitedly every day since she said that. I don't ever get cards anymore. Cards are exciting. I wonder if everyone I send holiday cards to gets excited when they see them? Thats why I send them.

Side note -- this year all my halloween cards are going to have my NEW address in them!

And when you were little you had bed times too. Now you're the one who sets your bed time and enforces it. It's awesome.

Of course now we also have to schedule our own doctors appointments and take ourselves there. And you have all these bills you didn't even know existed when you were little.

But damn, I love being an adult. It's awesome. Does everyone feel this way? Is it just because i wasn't thrilled with childhood? I don't really miss much about childhood. I still create the holiday excitement for myself - I decorate for all the holidays, send out cards, dress up for halloween, wrap presents to put under the tree, carve jack-o-lanterns, dye Easter eggs.

I think adulthood is AWESOME. Don't you?


It's been a while since I did a meme... and I like them on occasion... so. I got this one from Brand New Tattoo. I've also been curious to know if she actually has a tattoo and if so where and what. But anyway:

My favorite age: 25 so far -- looking forward to 26! For at least 7 years now, my life has gotten better and better with every year. I told my psychiatrist this and I think I caught her off guard. I came from bad times, OK? Lifes getting on with the awesomeness though. Not that my eye hasn't been twitching from stress all day -- but you know, it happens. I love living on my own, I love how much weight I've lost -- I love my wonderful friends. I'm happy to have a job to go to every morning, even if I'd rather go back to bed. I'm so thankful for my cats. I love them and having them with me. I love the relationship I have with my momma. I love my BEETLE! And I love klonopin and prozac which have enabled me to get the awesomeness in motion.

My best friend: This changes depending on who I talk to the most at a time. I guess I have a group of girl friends who I love -- and we all drift in and out of contact. So it rotates. Right now I'm enjoying my weekly lunches with Beth -- and she's been awesome helping with planning my move. Everyone knows I love my Erin! And Crystal back in Bham too :) And Steph, dammit I wish you lived closer!

My celebrity crush: This also rotates. Right now I'm hooked on Christian Bale. Past contenders have been Johnny Depp, Kevin Spacey, Edward Norton. And damn if Michael Shanks as Daniel Jackson isn't SMOKING hot. I had a dream about him the other night -- he was my shy date who had a total crush on me. It was a gooooooooood dream.

My defining characteristic: Hard one. I think this is best answered by someone who knows me. I think my honesty and openness (to a fault) are probably a big one.

My most evil moment: I want to say it's when I fucked with my evil roommates by switching off the fuse to the heater for a few months (flipping it back on before maintenance came over to "fix" it, only to turn it back off again when they left). But honestly, I've straight up threatened to beat someone to death with a bat (bat in hand, mind you) and honest-to-god meant it.

My favorite food: Pizza. Deep dish with pepperoni and extra sauce.

My grossest injury: Back in the days of my bike accident, I skinned a lot of myself. The scar on my limp was a giant balloon -- and I was missing so much skin on my knees that they were pretty much just puss all the time. I'd cover up with a comforter and have to peel it off myself. It was gross. Crusty puss scabs at the best moments. Oh and if I laughed or smiled too hard, my lip would open and spout blood.

My biggest hatred: Annoying sounds. Ice chomping. Gum. Popcorn. EVILS.

My most illegal activity: I don't really do anything illegal. Oh wait -- I speed a lot.

My need for justice: I read an article today that I am doing you a favor by not linking. Someone tortured a persons dog, leaving blood trails and stains everywhere and left them little notes all over the scene about how much they enjoyed it. They even drew a smile in the dogs blood. This person deserves a most painful death and an eternity in hell. It's just sick. I wish I'd never read the article as I know I will never forget it.

My most knowledgeable field: Computer Science actually -- oddly enough. Wish it was art or something I actually enjoy.

My life's goal: To be perfectly happy and content. I'd like to say as a married and loved woman and mother -- but I really want to achieve that all on my own -- to know I need nothing or no one to make me happy. I'm working towards this goal.

My mother's influence: Ha -- everything. I think my mom gave me a lot of my bitter sarcasm and negative outlook -- but she also gave me unlimited love and has shown me that God provides always. Her faith always amazes me. Taught me to cook too. And She's where I get my art talent from.

My nerdiest point: Oh there are many and it's sure to only get worse. How about I'm still angry about an argument I had where the point was given that the Hulk is more realistic than Ironman. What the fuck? The hulk turned into a giant green man -- where the hell did his new mass come from? Huh? And he can jump continents? Seriously? You're saying thats more realistic than a man who built himself a mechanical suit and had no actual powers? REALLY? Bullshit.

My oldest memory: When I was in preschool daycare (probably 4 or 5), I ran across the parking lot to the door after recess. Mrs Shirly scolded me so hard for almost getting hit by a car. And then she told my momma when she came to pick me up. I got in so much trouble. I still feel bad about it.

My perfect date: Kyle once took me to have a sunrise picnic at one of my favorite childhood spots (Little River Canyon). We sat on a large rock in the middle of the river/creek. It was amazing. Of course it wasn't perfect and things went wrong -- but it was perfect.

My unanswered question: Hmm. Will I get my happy ending?

My random fact: My left leg is a lot bigger than my right.

My stupidest decision: I didn't go for an art degree. I went computer science for money. Who knows how my life would have gone had I made the decision to go art... but I'll probably always wonder a little.

My favorite television show: DEXTER.

My style of underwear: Bikini. All my underwear is bikini cut -- but Kyle always said I wear granny panties -- no, I just have a large ass. They're victoria secret bikini cut -- thats not granny panties!

My favorite vegetable: I guess potato is a given? If not, I'm going to go with corn.

My weakest trait: my insecurity. I also tend to give the wrong people the benefit of the doubt. While I seem to be a pessimist and trust no one -- I actually hope for the best in people.

My X-men power: Fly. Hands down - I wanna fly.

My strongest yearning: To find a husband with whom to have a loving, equally yoked, passionate and sweet relationship with.

My moment of zen: Um. I've had some but those sleeping pills are kicking in... My zen moments usually come when I have a realization about God.

Please let it be true!

I know you can't believe the tabloids, but man! Rumors are Johnny Depp will the the Riddler in the upcoming Batman sequel! Bathman Begins are Dark Knight are two of the best damn comic-based movies ever. Also Johnny Depp and Christian Bale are two of the hottest actors. Holy shit it's going to be awesome. Of course Seymour Hoffman as the Penguin sounds lame as hell. But you can't believe everything Michael Cain says:

"In an interview with MTV News conducted just hours ago at the Toronto Film Festival, Michael Caine - there to promote "Is There Anybody There?" - seemed to confirm rumors that the next installment of the "Batman" film franchise will feature two very well-known names playing the roles of The Riddler and The Penguin. "They've already got them in mind," said Caine, when asked who he'd like to see take up arms against the Caped Crusader. "It's Johnny Depp as The Riddler. And The Penguin is Philip Seymour Hoffman. I read it in the paper." So Caine is like the rest of us, reading gossip in the tabloids, right? Except for one thing according to the actor, he confirmed the news through the studio itself. "I was with [a Warner Bros.] executive and I said, 'Are we going to make another one?' They said yeah. I said, 'How the hell are we going to top Heath? And he says 'I'll tell you how you top Heath - Johnny Depp as The Riddler and Philip Seymour Hoffman as The Penguin.' I said, 'Shit, they've done it again!""

Johnny Depp!


Prayers and Good Thoughts, Please!

I'm not going to post specifics on the internets (yet), but everyone please pray for a big chance I have right now. I don't know my odds of this awesomeness coming upon me, but a friend seems to believe I have a good chance. I'll know more on Monday.

So for my Christian friends, pray that I get this. And for my non-praying friends -- wish good thoughts for me!

This would be great for me AND my cats! And just bring so much happiness into my life. So lets all hope for me! If you're a friend (or loyal reader) and curiosity is killing the cat, drop me an email and I'll give you the details. I'll post all the greatness if and when it comes to be.

And I still haven't heard from my new apartment people on if my application has been approved -- I hope thats not a bad thing. I'll call them on Friday if I've not yet heard. I'm trying to figure if I want hire movers or not. That, of course, highly depends on price. I'm having a guy come give me an estimate tomorrow (he charges by the job, not the hour). But even if they'll only charge 200 for the job -- I could get one of those shiny new nanos with that much.

Have you seen the new nanos? Holy shit they look amazing. My sister just ordered one for herself -- another Mac user will soon be born ;)

Childhood Tragedies

Have I ever told you about the purple brontosaurus?

When I was little and still young enough that we had "recess" every afternoon, we took a field trip to the Red Mountain Museum. And whats the best part of field trips? Souvenir shops. And my momma had given me some money to buy something in the gift shop! So I scour the gift shop for something I want and can afford -- and then I find it. A purple glow-in-the-dark little plastic brontosaurus. It was the best thing ever.

And I love my little plastic purple brontosaurus. I loved him so much that when we got back to school and went to recess, I took him with me. And what do purple brontosauruses do? They play in the dirt. So I sat by a sapling near the back of the play ground and happily played with my brontosaurus. I dug a hole and covered him with dirt so he could take a nap -- and then recess was over! Teacher was blowing the whistle and it was time to go in!

And my tiny little developing brain forgot the purple brontosaurus on the playground. Of course when I realize this, I had to go rescue my purple brontosaurus! I had to have him back! I'm sure I threw a temper tantrum so hard that the teacher took me to retrieve my beloved purple brontosaurus.

But alas, I could not find him. My childish mind thought that I had indeed buried the purple brontosaurus so deep that I was unable to find it. And for days after that, every recess was spent digging by the sapling for my beloved brontosaurus. I never found him.

I still remember that brontosaurus and think of it sometimes. I didn't even have it for a whole day and how I loved it! My little plastic purple glow-in-the-dark brontosaurus. *sigh* Funny the things you remember.

And you know I couldn't have dug a freaking hole big enough to hide it. Some bastard stole my brontosaurus. And he didn't give it back! Children are just as mean.

Just thought I'd share. Ask me someday about the little plastic furskin.

New Apartment!

I just went to tour my new apartment. It's trashed from the previous tenant -- needs some spackle, painting, and new carpet -- but I LOVE the layout. There's a nice big balcony and 2 bedrooms and 2 baths. The kitchen is just a tad smaller than what I have now. Ceiling fans over the dining room, and in both bedrooms (I know ceiling fans are tacky, design wise -- but at the same time, Karen gets hot).

I'll be upstairs (a requirement) and the stairs are inside the apartment -- a little half wall at the top where the living room is. The cats are gonna love it. I already know where all my paintings and art will hang too. Man it's going to be awesome!

Just one more month of living in this shit hole and I'm moving! Anyone wanna help with the move? ;)

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