So, I had this really witty blog thought out but I couldn't seem to type it out. I've finally finished my business plan and will start posting & packaging mid-October. I'm ridiculously happy that I didn't lose Rupert as I feared. Thanks to a really good friend, I realized that I had practically been dating him for the last 6 months & refused to acknowledge it. By refusing to acknowledge it, I was harming myself & setting myself up for failure. Thankfully, he gave me a second try. (besos, babe). So, we'll see how if goes with that. I have nothing else to say, so... Fin.
-I do what I want
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"Darling Angel,
Somebody sent me you,
And I feel alright,
Can't forget how i feel tonight,
You're mine,
You're right on time."
-Just when I needed you by Roberta Flack
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Damn..Damn..Damn!!
My Iphone screen is a shattered, prickly mess. In my rush to actually get into my office on time for once, I juggled it with my purse and dropped it. Of course it dropped on its corner, which resulted in the most epic spiderweb crack I've ever seen. Now, I am panicked. It feels like I beat my girlfriend and we are sitting in the hospital waiting room. I will have to go to Apple dragging my tail between my legs and throw myself on their cruel mercy. My emotions have ran from anxious to nauseous to despair over this phone. This wonderful piece of technology who I treated like a revered lover is now broken from my abusive neglect. Hopefully, this will cost less than $300. Damn it, baby, I'm sorry. If I could go back in time, I'd put you in your usual perch in my bra. My bosom misses you. *sob*
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Finish what you started
With the coming of Autumn, I find myself waiting for classes to start. For once in my life, I will see something through or die trying. I've finished my papers for my business and just have to send them in again. I also need to find a graphic designer to make a logo for my company. I've also been noticing a quick growth in my life regarding finances. Now, everyone who knows me knows that I like to make it rain not worrying about the drought that would follow afterwards. After balancing my checkbook for the 1st time ever, I've discovered I managed to squirrel away over $1000 somehow. Now the old me, would've immediately went & bought the leather motorcycle jacket & Louboutins I've been wishing for. The new me has placed it in a CD. Now that money is gone for 12 months & I am slightly ecstatic. Apparently instant gratification isn't instant. H-uh... Go figure.
---I do what I want
---I do what I want
Monday, August 17, 2009
Ball of Confusion
Well, lately I have been actively trying to date. I've been willingly flirting with strangers and answering texts from flirts. I know basically what I want but I really don't want to pursue it. I would love to be in a stable relationship but I don't want to give up my illusion of freedom. I like the option of traveling at a moment's notice and not have to pander to a significant other on why I want to travel alone. On the other hand, I crave having that person love you and supporting you. It's a beautiful feeling but it's very blinding all in one. Maybe I'm being a chickenshit. Or maybe I'm being reasonably cautious. Who knows?
---I do what I want
---I do what I want
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Extra! Extra! Read All About It!
The news. Ah, the news. I have never really cared for it. As a Gemini, that is a travesty. We like being up-to-date and being in the know. I have never liked it. I find it often tedious & depressing and would rather spend my time reading something enjoyable. But I find myself not being able to explain why I am not abreast of current events. There's no excuse really. As a tax-paying American, I should know what's going and why. I completely missed Obama's BeerFest and the whole Wisest Latina thing. So to remedy my ignorance, I will now attempt to catch up on the year by reading all the articles from January up. Drastic? Maybe. Necessary? Definitely. Ignorance is not bliss in this case.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Chakra Locked
So, lately I've been preoccupied. I've been worrying about my job, money, possessions, & career path. I've been bogging myself down with things that don't matter and as a result my chakra has rebelled. I'm probably two incidents from compromising my whole chakra. As it stands, my root, heart, & crown chakras are fried. My solar plexus will probably be next. I just don't know what I want. I have no career path, no pressing needs, & no journey. There is nothing I need to do. I sit at a crossroads and have no compass. There is no voice whispering in my ear suggesting a direction. The winds of change no longer blow me away. This, my friends, is the crux of my problem. I am out of sync with the universe. I can no longer feel the dance of time or share in the blessings of the The Mother. I stand outside looking in. I have wants that disguise themselves as needs. I have no use for them but they batter at my senses. I cling to them because they are the last things I know in my swiftly changing world. I know money. I know possessions. I know greed frankly. Maybe I'm out of sync because I'm transitioning. I feel that as soon as I'm back in sync, I'll be a whole new me. There's a changing in my stars. Time to make it for the better.
---I do what I want
---I do what I want
Friday, July 17, 2009
Cracking the whip
My muse has been cracking the whip on me with an alarming rate. He
shoves & pushes while I stubbornly dig my heels into the ground. I
want to write what he's telling me but I can't release it from pen to
paper. It like writing with a stick on a lake surface. I'm too tired
or stressed to write. Hell, I can't even write in my journal. There's
too much going on in my life & mind to find a channel for it all.
There's so many stories & plots fighting for their chance to get told.
I don't think I enough mental space or sanity to share them all.
shoves & pushes while I stubbornly dig my heels into the ground. I
want to write what he's telling me but I can't release it from pen to
paper. It like writing with a stick on a lake surface. I'm too tired
or stressed to write. Hell, I can't even write in my journal. There's
too much going on in my life & mind to find a channel for it all.
There's so many stories & plots fighting for their chance to get told.
I don't think I enough mental space or sanity to share them all.
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