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Since when do I have allergies? I haven’t had a snot-free nose in about a month now. I assume most of the blame can go to the pollen. The pollen that covers everything like volcanic ash. A giant flowery volcano has erupted and I am very upset I wasn’t warned. I’d have temporarily moved somewhere without flowers or volcanoes. My red car is yellow every morning!

I am so very tired this today. The responsibility gods are trying to teach me a lesson. I went out to random redneck bars three nights in a row with Mimi. Seems like the fact that only one of those nights were actually fun would have been punishment enough. No. They must punish me at work.

Lucy is already growing. I’ve already had to adjust her collar once since we got her. She spends a large hunk of her time in her kennel house-training. I’ve never mopped my floor so much in my life. Although it has given me a chance to use my awesome lavender and peppermint hemp soaps, I miss being able to clean whenever I felt like it. It was usually every day, but if I didn’t want to, I didn’t have to. Not so anymore.

I’m at work, writing this in a notebook, halfway reading Maynard and Jennica, halfway writing some prose and barely surviving on Detox tea and water.I’m off tomorrow and my car is kinda fixed. What will I do?!

The beer diet worked for me this weekend. I was shocked when the little paper the scale at work (”have you checked your weight today?“) prints out every morning said I had lost a pound instead of the anticipated gain of at least the same amount. I’m not sure how that worked, but it did and I’m OK with it.

  I’m trying to force myself to be ready and looking forward to  the long ass day that is ahead of me. I’m having some oatmeal (a new habit I’m trying to form) and coffee to prepare me. 10 hour shifts standing up kind of suck. It’s the only way I can have a long weekend and still make 35 hours, though.

I started reading “The Tale Of The Body Thief” last night and I just really wasn’t getting into it. Have I outgrown Anne Rice?! I certainly wish I had read all of them before I outgrew it, if so.

It doesn’t seem very likely that I’ll find a puppy in need of adoption at a shelter, so I’m probably going to be going through a breeder. I have decided I will wait until I get my junk straight. Like car insurance and getting paid regularly. That should only take me 3-4 weeks, so it’s not so bad. If I have to scrape up the $300 it’s going to cost for her, then I’ll wait longer. Got to squash out my impulsiveness when it comes to living things.

    I had an interview at 1PM today. It’s the first interview I’ve had for anything anywhere near BFE, which is where I currently live. When people say “I’m way out in BFE” they could probably stop by my house for tea on their way to somewhere better. Seriously. Middle of nowhere.

Even though the job is near my house, the interview was in Baton Rouge. That’s fine. It’s worth the trip. I showed up there early, had an awkward interview of course, and took my tests. I start tomorrow at noon instead of Monday so I can get everything on a slower day. Everything went wonderfully until I was about to walk out the door. I don’t know why I didn’t see it coming, but the manager(I think) caught me and told me that when he called the place to tell them I’d be starting tomorrow, they informed him that they had gone through multiple staffing companies and they didn’t need anyone anymore. Yep. That’s the fucking story of my life. it was so hard not to cry in front of those people. I’m just sick of something like this, something completely out of my control happening last minute once I have my hopes up.

So then I’m so upset, I went the wrong way on the interstate. By the time I realized it, I had ended up in Hammond, which is FAR away.  Bring on the tears. I stopped and got a HUGE chocalatey cappuccino to drown my sorrow. It didn’t work. The cappucino was fantastic, though.

When I got BACK onto the interstate going the right way, the rain started. This wasn’t rain. I’ve heard that when it rains it’s angels crying. Well, today the angels were dealing with some serious depression. All of them. visibility was zero. none. a car passed me up and just disappeared. I was terrified. I had to drive ALL the way back from Hammond going between 35 and 40 on the 70mph interstate. I was an hour late picking Seth up.

When I finally got home, Gary accused me of being mean, when I was absolutely not. Way to make it all about you. Thanks. That just was it for me. I went to bed. I’m feeling a bit better now. I drew some, made some iPhone wallpapers  (which I will be posting next)   and made cheesecake.

I think I should make a list of books I’ve read this year. I need to do something to hold myself accountable to read more. I’ve seriously only read 3 books so far. So sad. Especially since I have had SO much free time. It doesn’t feel like it, but I do. I always feel like I have less free time when I have nothing but it.

   Warning: This post is all over the place, mirroring my brain exactly.

I’m trying to avoid things that will hurt me. It’s tough. I already had a Dr. Pepper and 3 cups of tea. I’m so bad. So, because of my terrible ways, I’m now enjoying (yeah right) a cup of Alka Seltzer. It seems getting myself addicted to coffee has it’s downfalls. The pain got worse, and now it’s more tolerable, so I assume it’s getting better. I hope so. I’d like to be able to have a cocktail every now and then.

Jon Jon called me tonight. I’ve been stalking him for days, so it was nice to actually get a call. I hear more will follow.Yay! I can’t wait.

I found this awesome list of ideas over at Wish Jar. It’s super inspirational. You can even download it as a PDF. I’m going to make a map of my hand. If I can ever stop drawing pictures of my coffee cups. If I can’t drink out of them, I may as well enjoy them in other ways. I also wrote in my actual paper journal AND in Seth’s journal. I usually only write in my journal when I’m miserable, so that’s a rare and good thing for me. I drew 3 pictures, too. There’s a lot of other awesomeness going on at Keri’s blog, too. check her out?

I’ve been thinking a lot about the soul lately. If anyone has any good reading material on the subject, let me know. I’ve read “Spook” by Mary Roach. It’s good and I recommend it. It’s that type of books/websites I’m looking for.