Had my first migraine in six years or so last night.
I actually left work...that, in and of itself, says something. I never leave work. Something about a purple-haired girl with ethics or whatever.
Went to keyboard class and, for the first time ever, the major scale of sharps made sense. Clarity is such a beautiful thing.
Happiness is walking past fuchsia-colored roses and they waft so well that you don't need to bend over to smell them. Their scent just rolls over you as you saunter by.
I think I need to write more happy thoughts from now on. Like, a happy thought of the day. I have been rather gloomy as of late, haven't I? It's just been difficult for me to keep my chin up. I mean, four years ago I made approximately $4000 less than I make a year now, and I was struggling, yes, but I was OK living that way, and understood that it was because I was making so little money.
Now I am $4000 beyond that, and my bills are killing me. Many reflections hitting me with brutal truths...must find containment, and remember that going hungry isn't that far away if I do not keep my perspective clear.
Of course, this does not hinder my wanting of shtuff.
NEW SHTUFF NAWN NAWN WANTS NOW:
*My jimbe drum...50%off at City Buddha, as I write this! (NOTE: This hurts because although I am glad I gave my dumbec to
bindrune, as I wasn't giving it the love and nourishment it needed {not a metal-drum kinda gal} I miss beating the hayel out of an object without any repercussions other than lovely rhythms). Only $75 till October 4th.
*Quidam tickets. just...*sigh*
*Peter Gabriel tickets. I just heard he is playing Gund Arena on November 17th. True, I hate Gund Arena, but they're setting up a center, rotating stage, so it might not be so bad. It matters little either way though because he is truly one of the best performers alive.
*The new Beck album.
*any music by Krom, Thievery Corporation, and Bowery Electric. I miss buying CDs. ~8/
*Tickets to see Red Dragon next weekend. True, I hated what they did to Hannibal as a movie (the book was beautifully written), but I figure the entertainment industry already destroyed this book, the first of the Hannibal series, back in the '80's with Manhunter. One can only hope they would know better this time and just follow Mr. Harris' storyline!!!!
*A small, cheap plastic kite to play with in the back yard.
I could probably do the last two on my own, but they are just shtuff, and shtuff I want, so they count for the list.
LIST OF THINGS TO DO:
*Shower
*Re-dye hair purple (at the rate I am going, this prolly won't happen until tomorrow).
*take puppy out again (oh, and add to the list of *shtuff* a new leash...hers broke and no longer retracts...grr...)
*Get paycheck.
* Drive to bank, daydreaming about all the cool shtuff I can do with my money over the weekend.
*Deposit check.
*Drive back to work, and pout in the realization that I have to work all weekend, and that all but about $100 of my paycheck will go toward bills.
*work.
*Leave work, go see
spinmistress spinning tunes at Capsule for a little while, do homework in the midst of it all & hope that someone buys me a drink, regardless of it being a coke or a cocktail; Bottled water would even do nicely.
*Come home and sleep.
***
On a side note:
A Need Master: good afternoon Dawn, how goes?
Nubbinstein: OK...warm inside my belly. Life is good. Money is dirty and bad bad bad, and makes me believe that I would be better off far far away in Australia buzzing through a digereedoo(sp?) and eating crispy lizard bacon. But really, I think I am OK here for now.
I actually left work...that, in and of itself, says something. I never leave work. Something about a purple-haired girl with ethics or whatever.
Went to keyboard class and, for the first time ever, the major scale of sharps made sense. Clarity is such a beautiful thing.
Happiness is walking past fuchsia-colored roses and they waft so well that you don't need to bend over to smell them. Their scent just rolls over you as you saunter by.
I think I need to write more happy thoughts from now on. Like, a happy thought of the day. I have been rather gloomy as of late, haven't I? It's just been difficult for me to keep my chin up. I mean, four years ago I made approximately $4000 less than I make a year now, and I was struggling, yes, but I was OK living that way, and understood that it was because I was making so little money.
Now I am $4000 beyond that, and my bills are killing me. Many reflections hitting me with brutal truths...must find containment, and remember that going hungry isn't that far away if I do not keep my perspective clear.
Of course, this does not hinder my wanting of shtuff.
NEW SHTUFF NAWN NAWN WANTS NOW:
*My jimbe drum...50%off at City Buddha, as I write this! (NOTE: This hurts because although I am glad I gave my dumbec to
*Quidam tickets. just...*sigh*
*Peter Gabriel tickets. I just heard he is playing Gund Arena on November 17th. True, I hate Gund Arena, but they're setting up a center, rotating stage, so it might not be so bad. It matters little either way though because he is truly one of the best performers alive.
*The new Beck album.
*any music by Krom, Thievery Corporation, and Bowery Electric. I miss buying CDs. ~8/
*Tickets to see Red Dragon next weekend. True, I hated what they did to Hannibal as a movie (the book was beautifully written), but I figure the entertainment industry already destroyed this book, the first of the Hannibal series, back in the '80's with Manhunter. One can only hope they would know better this time and just follow Mr. Harris' storyline!!!!
*A small, cheap plastic kite to play with in the back yard.
I could probably do the last two on my own, but they are just shtuff, and shtuff I want, so they count for the list.
LIST OF THINGS TO DO:
*Shower
*Re-dye hair purple (at the rate I am going, this prolly won't happen until tomorrow).
*take puppy out again (oh, and add to the list of *shtuff* a new leash...hers broke and no longer retracts...grr...)
*Get paycheck.
* Drive to bank, daydreaming about all the cool shtuff I can do with my money over the weekend.
*Deposit check.
*Drive back to work, and pout in the realization that I have to work all weekend, and that all but about $100 of my paycheck will go toward bills.
*work.
*Leave work, go see
*Come home and sleep.
***
On a side note:
A Need Master: good afternoon Dawn, how goes?
Nubbinstein: OK...warm inside my belly. Life is good. Money is dirty and bad bad bad, and makes me believe that I would be better off far far away in Australia buzzing through a digereedoo(sp?) and eating crispy lizard bacon. But really, I think I am OK here for now.
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Date: 2002-09-26 10:31 am (UTC)um, help. brain hurt. friday = iced brain, frosty guinness, hot pepperoni wrapped heaven, my peepers must rest.
lizard bacon? sounds french.
TABOULI!!!
It's Greek dear.
Re: TABOULI!!!
Date: 2002-09-27 11:39 am (UTC)my bad. sorry.
what?
Re: TABOULI!!!
~;)
Had a great time with you and Jay last night. Thanks for coming out with us.
You still have Guiness & part of a calzone waiting for you in the Jawndomay icebox. There's a party tonight at that guy Todd's house. You wanna come with? It'll be after 10...lemme know.
(((HUGZ!)))
Oh and about those archangels...me and Raphael are buds, Michael shoos away all the bad spirits when I ask nicely; Gabriel though...he and I are still working things out. It's looking much much brighter as of late, however!
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~;)
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Date: 2002-09-26 03:11 pm (UTC)-That is #1 on my list, believe me!!!
*any music by Thievery Corporation
- I have a burned CD by them, it's called DJ Kicks, or something. I don't know much more about it, but I have it & it's good. I will add you to the wish list from my other friends, when I get my 100 stack of blanks! :-)
Ohhh!!!
Would you be willing to donate to the Dawndom Music Fund??? PWEEEZE???
*bounce!*
(and no, TC does not have an album by that name. It's K&D ~;))
Thanks for the FYI!
Date: 2002-10-02 03:34 pm (UTC)YAY!!!
I cannot buy any CDs right now, so anything anyone wants to donate to me is faboo!!!!
YAY!
You rawk.