12 posts tagged “random”

Well hello there!  Haven't seen you in a few days.  How have you been?  Good, bad, indifferent?  I can only quote Mr. Tupac Shakur here and say "Keep ya' head up."

QUESTION?

Me?  I've been keeping fairly busy doing nothing.  Not that I don't have anything to do, but I seem to have misplaced all of my "hey I wanna get up and do stuff".  I kinda feel like Bitch Shyner (see Family Guy) and the normal me went on vacation or something.  The only thing that stays on schedule right now is my thrice weekly run.  There are, after all, less than ten days left until I push out this 5K then rush back home to go to bed.

I've been told that I try to do too much.  This may be true.  While I like to have a lot to do, I tend to try to take on too much and then get overwhelmed by it.  Yeah, I'll just keep doing it though.

INTERJECTION!

I am not a bandwagon fan.  I love my black and gold always, through good times and bad, and this past Sunday was definitely bad.  This week, I'll still be yelling at my TV, wishing the boys all the luck in the world and watching them take it to the Chiefs in their house.

The remainder of this post may jump around a lot, so if you're not up for the Blair Witch of blogging, you might want to just quit reading here.

<brain dump>

I have four more practice runs before the race.  As long as I don't falter during the second mile and save a little oomph for the end, I should be able to break 27 minutes.  Woo!  I'm fast!  Yes, I know, not so much.

Fairly certain that all clothing items that were needed for the upcoming snowboarding trip have been purchased.  All that remain are lift tickets and lessons.  Do you have any idea how wonderful Colorado is?  Wonderful.

Only another class and 3/5 to get through until I'm done with this degree, thank you Jeebus.  I will officially be one of the many to have gotten that paper.  I'll also likely be one of the many to not do much of anything with said piece of paper.

Certification information arrived so I need to make time to start reading it.  12 week program to ready myself for the test.

Deposit made.  Dress selected.  Save the dates ordered.  Favors pretty much figured out.  Am I done with the planning for this yet?

*Lyricist says: There's some stuff you're gonna see that's gonna make it hard to smile in the future.  But whatever you see, through all the rain and the pain, you gotta keep your sense of humor.  You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit.  Remember that. *

Other things still to do: paint pretty much the entire house, Saturday lawn, clean the corner shelf (OMG, you should see THAT mess), figure out what to do with this whole social networking concept that isn't for me.

</brain dump>

You do realize that I give you all of these things to think about so I can stop thinking about them and actually get some stuff done, right?  I know, I'm terrible, but once again, I think Tupac said it best when he said "Only God can judge me.  All you other motherfuckers get out my business."  No, not really.  Well, not the second sentence at least.  If I didn't want you in my business, I wouldn't tell it to you.

Wow, you are going to get SO tired of hearing about this!
But you just can't stop reading. You think you might miss something cool or funny, don't you? Of course you do, so first, let me reward you with something I find highly amusing:

WE CAN LEVITATE!

Okay, I can't. I didn't get the Evite for training and whatnot. I would be nothing but trouble if I had a superpower like that. Oh, wait, I'm already nothing but trouble. Huh.

It's Wednesday and that means it's a circus kind of day. While I had gone back to flying, I'm now heading back to "under the tent" type activities. I realize that you may not know what the heck I'm talking about, but if you're interested, leave a comment and I'll explain. Otherwise I'm just talking to hear myself talk, or writing to see the paper fill up.

Somehow, I've just realized that I can take a yoga class and an under the tent once a week for the same price of flying once a week. You do the math.

This morning, I finished my run 16 seconds faster than yesterday's run. That isn't a lot, but it's a start.

.......by the way, I'm having my lunch right now and I am so, so disappointed with the plantain chips from the vending machine. I wanted salty and crunchy but got kinda stale and plain instead. Should've gotten the Sun Chips like the original plan.......

It's already November 4, folks. Do you know how much of my NaNoWriMo project I have done? You guessed it, zero words. I don't know why I sign up for that torture every year. I have yet to complete it...or start it for that matter. Life keeps getting in the way. Shame too, because the story is rolling around up there just waiting to get out. Maybe one day, grasshopper, you will snatch the novel from my head.

Let me take a moment to thank you for stopping by and reading my extra grey matter. I'm going to keep writing it, so you can just keep reading it. :-)

Until tomorrow....

This song popped into my head last night and I have been unable to get rid of it.  If you don't know (because I sure didn't), it's by Del tha Funkee Homosapien who is Ice Cube's cousin.  If I did it right, the video should appear below.

You will now have this ditty stuck in your head for the rest of the day.  You're welcome. :-P

The storms have been non-stop here in south Florida for the last few days.  We're very fortunate, though, to not be in the situation that folks are in the midwest.

Sidebar: Hi Sirius, thanks for playing "Never Say Goodbye" by Bon Jovi, one of my all time (yeah I love the 80s) depressing songs.  Oh wait, you've just made up for it by following that up with "Talk Dirty To Me" by Poison.  I forgot that I had some video of Mr. Michaels playing a concert after a baseball game but the video is too huge for Vox to take it.  Ha!  Oh well, I'll YouTube it eventually.

I am the current queen of procrastination.  I have assignments to do for school as well as some website updates for my pole teacher and I am just sitting here Voxing away for your amusement.

I guess that I really don't have anything to say right now.  I'm gonna get on my way.  Have a wondermous day folks!

These things I love:

• Family, blood and otherwise
• Pole class and teacher compliments
• The warm summer nights that are the only thing I will miss about Miami
• All things circus
• My friends scattered to the four corners
• A really good orgasm
• Moons over My Hammy
• Tea
• Yoga
• Saturday nights
• Live music
• Black and Gold
• New looks

These things I do not love:

• An extra 15 pounds
• Searching but not finding
• Hiding
• No talent
• Lonliness
• Seclusion
• No flexibility
• Standing on the outside looking in
• Parking tickets
• Not getting there
• Bruised inner thighs
• Cancer
• No focus

These things I wish would arrive faster:

• Camp
• Vacation 1
• Vacation 2
• Graduation
• Moving day

After yesterday's crapfest, today is much better. :-)  Even my horoscope says so:

Unexpected communication from someone special - most likely another woman - is likely to brighten your entire day, MiamiShyner. Even the subtlest of comments can take you to the Moon and back. You delight in the little things, and it does not take much to amuse you. There is plenty for you to be amused about today, and you will find that you happily bounce from one subject to the next, not to mention one feeling to the next.

I wonder who's gonna call or write today?!?!  The anticipation!!  SQUEE!

Oh, and I'm going to Zumba tonight.  Loves me some working out.  AND, I'm finally gonna get my lazy bum back over to the rig because I miss flying like nobody's business.

So much to do, so much time to do it in.

HEP!

Don't expect any soul-searching here.

What I don't want to be

• Cottage cheese - I'd get such a bad rep for being gross just because I look different, but throw some fruit in me and I'm delicious!
• Whipping bitch - Yeah, just tired of that one.
• Boring - Hey, wake up, I'm talking to you!
• A procrastinator - Anymore.
• Stressed out - Makes me grumpy.  No one likes that.
• A fart - Seriously, who likes farts?  They're never welcome when they show up.  They're often loud and obnoxious.

What I want to be

• A genius - Come on, who doesn't wanna be really super duper smart?
• A better writer - I must learn how not to ramble as much.  Or find a genre that embraces rambling.
• Self-employed - Self-explanatory
• Lucky enough to win the lottery - We've got plans for that money if we ever win it!  Believe it or not, at least half would go to family and friends, depending on the amount won.
• A superhero
  

  Spideyweb
  - Yeah, Spiderman with boobers.
• More graceful - Working at the circus does not automatically equal graceful unfortunately.
• More creative - Yeah, I know, either you have it or you don't.  I'm somewhere in the middle.  I have bouts of creativity.
• A bartender/trapecista - I love having the ability to mingle with the public but still tell them to screw off.  No one in their right mind messes with the bartender.  I just love to fly too.
• TV pretty - Maybe just for a day though.  I've got a 'different' look that I'm quite alright with.
• King of the world!
• And oh yeah, better read - Not meaning that I want to read more books although I do, but I want more people to read the crap I post!

Okay, I'm done now.

It's been quite the interesting day so far.  I went to talk to a man about a dog.  The dog looked really nice and I thought that we'd get along well, but the man said that a couple other people were also looking at the dog and they had bigger yards, more time to spend with the dog, etc.  So, I have to think about whether or not I want to try to get the dog or just let someone else have the dog.  I think that I'm gonna leave the dog to someone with the bigger yard since the guy said that if he had a smaller dog that would be a better fit for me, that he would keep me in mind.  So, while that was a shut 'em down, there's still a glimmer of hope.

I'z am tryin to find me some higher learning rights now.  One day, whens I growz up, I'z wants to be the law!  Moving toward that goal, I applied to go to the FBI Citizen's Academy here in Miami.  It would go right along with my degree in Criminal Justice and you get to learn nifty stuff like fingerprinting, forensics, and FIREARMS TRAINING!  They have two sessions a year - one in April and one in October.  I got the email a couple hours ago that I didn't get into this one but they would hang on to my application for October.  I've still got another April and October before I graduate as well but that's still a shut 'em down!  But also, it's another glimmer of hope.  At least they didn't tell me that I couldn't go at all.  I am competing against all of Miami-Dade county after all and they only take 20 to 30 people.  Mebbe I getz in next time.

Yesterday I had opportunity to speak to an old friend who happens to also be a friend of Kiddo's sperm donor (SD).  As you may guess, he is not a part of her life any longer but by his own choice.  I'm not going into the history here in detail bcause it's just ugly.  Said friend, we will call him Howler, asked how Kiddo was doing.  And I let him know that she's fine and dandy.  Howler said that SD told him that he hasn't spoken to her in forever, which is true.  I'm guessing it's been about 2 years now.  Aparently, SD told Howler that after I "took her away" that I moved and changed all of our phone numbers and that's why he hasn't been able to contact her.  Honestly, at that point I had to wonder if Howler could actually believe this as Howler has been able to contact me via IMs and has my telephone number.  But, the reality that needs to karate chop SD in the throat (N-KOW!), is that I have lived in the same house for the last three years.  I have had the same telephone number, email address, IM logons for the last three years.  Oh, yeah, so has my mother.  The irony in it all is that when I was trying to track SD down for legal purposes, HE had quit his job, moved, and disconnected his cell phone, I am assuming, in order to not be found.

N-KOW!  N-KOW!  N-KOW!  N-KOW!  Karate chop to the throat.  Karma's gonna shut 'em down so I don't have to worry about that.

I have the most possibly nervous energy.  Ever.  I like it.  I may go run around Lincoln Road.  Or not.  But I have coupon's for Vickie's and I need to purchase something to squish my boobs together so I can pretend I have cleavage to put in the dress for the wedding.  KA-SQUISH!

That's it for me kids!  HEP!

I've had several nightmare-free nights of sleep and it's been wonderful.  There really is nothing like a new mattress.  I'm going to proceed with my suspicions and blame the nightmares on something I ate, namely roasted chicken from Winn Dixie.  We ate it on Sunday night and I had nightmares.  We ate leftovers on Monday night and again I had nightmares.  Tuesday we had pork chops and a perfectly sound sleep.  No more Winn Dixie chicken for me.

I performed my civic duty on Tuesday.  My voting center is an assisted-living facility or at least I think that's what that building is.  The area in which I live is primarily Republican.  The vast majority of the older crowd is definitely Republican.  I'm okay with that even though they're holding up progress.  What I'm not okay with is the lady working the polls not being okay with my political affiliation.  She looked me up and had me sign and then looked again, saw that I'm a registered Democrat and said (in a super bitchy way) "Oh, you're a Democrat" like being a Democrat is equal to being a serial killer.  No, I didn't report her and I didn't punch her in the face.  Why fight with the old?  I don't want to be the cause of her heart attack.

I got a nice new shiny screen for my laptop as the other one decided to go BLAH.  Be accident or on purpose, I paid for a regular screen and got a glossy.  Hooray for semi-freebies.  It is taking me a while to adjust to the shiny screen though.

Last, I would appreciate it if you're awake tomorrow at about 9:30am EST, send some good vibes my way.

Lurve my Voxers.  Are you listo?  HEP!

I feel as though I should post something but at the same time, I can't seem to find the proper words.  Therefore, I will make a bulleted list of random crap that pops into my head.  Take it, take it, take it!

• I just turned on Sirius and the Gunners cover of Hair of the Dog was on.  I like most things GNR but I really dislike that particular cover.  Perhaps because I grew up as an undercover redneck and I really like the original.
• I have to send my ring back to bring her down about a quarter size.  Currently I am scared to death of losing it as it is the most valuable thing I currently own and I love it to death.  Seriously, more than my car.  But I still love a '99 Honda covered in bird poo.
• I had a dream, I had an awesome dream.  No wait, that's Lionel Richie.  Whilst in Park City, I had crazy dreams.  I somehow recreated Scarface and Al Pacino chased me around and shot at me all night.  When I asked Lovey if things that had been in my dream were in the movie (I've not seen it - and won't), he said that they weren't.  Dude, Al Pacino is mean in my dreams.  He may have shot me at least 5 times but I WOULDN'T DIE!
• If I could create a mathmatic formula for love, do you think I could sell it? (I dreamt that too.  Is dreamt right or is it dreamed?)
• I wish the best and rapid healing for those who need it.
• Does anyone know how to break into a house?  Oh, I meant does anyone know how to break into the world of erotic writing?
• Who doesn't know how to play the opening to Motley Crue's Home Sweet Home on the piano?
• Whomever created the clementine orange hybrid is a GENIUS!

• The average weekly wage in Miami-Dade County was $814 during the second quarter of 2007, an increase of 3.8 percent from the year before, the Bureau of Labor Statistics said. In Broward County, the average was $778, an increase of 2 percent. The national average is $820. - The Miami Herald.  Sad part is that at about $42,000 a year, you'll still struggle here if you don't have a roommate.

• I miss the 80s.  Life was so much simpler then.

• Why am I getting double-spaced now!??!

• Ever wonder about your life-path?  How things would be different had you taken a different path?

• Shhh!  I'm gathering my thoughts for an actual post.

Another week has passed us by already and again, I have nothing of substance of which to speak so lists make it all better.

• There are officially 47 days until I will be trying not to bust my ass snowboarding at Park City.  I am excited, although not as excited as some others in the house.
• Having a heart catheter isn't as big of a deal as I originally thought it was.  Very quick procedure for which they didn't even administer any good drugs. (Not for me, for my mom)
• Mom's fine.  Has a strong ticker.  Will probably be around for many more years.
• I am an evil pop tart.  Chocolate Frosted Vanilla Creme, if you must know.  That is quite apt if you think about the structure of that pop tart as it relates to me.
• NaNoWHAT?.  Not one word.  Thoughts bouncing around in my head but not one word on paper.    There's always next year.
• I am finally getting my own "space" in the house.  Took some throwing out of stuff and there will be some rearranging over the weekend, but I will have a (small) space all my own to put a desk and a chair so I can work.
• I made the biggest, unhealthiest, ooeyest, gooeyest 10 pound pan of macaroni and cheese last night.  I think the folks at work will love it.
• I am 23 days away from being 34 years old and the nurse at the hospital thought that I wasn't old enough to DRIVE!  HAHAHAHAHAHA, um, I believe the phrase is "Black don't crack."  At least that's what my dad told me.
• A friend of mine in NY who runs a business wherein he would love to have me come work as we've worked together before wanted to know if I could be like a timeshare.  Spend the summer in NY working and then come back to FL in the winter.  I found this amusing.  Also impossible.  Darn.
• How much effort do you think it would take to get random people to give me 50 cents or a dollar?  Could I get 3000 people to give me 50 cents?  1500 to give me a dollar?  Just wondering.
• Why does it cost $600 to fly to Honduras from Miami?  Seriously.  Painful.
• Hi, my name is MiamiShyner and I'm a procrastinator.  Sorry I'm late for the meeting, but I kept putting off getting ready.
• Oh, don't hate on my "boots walk".  Today, I just feel like I look good and therefore I will do the walk.  Strut.  Confidence.  HA!  That's hot.
• Is it too early to start thinking about New Year's Resolutions that I'm not going to keep?
• I do not have a penis (attached to me) so I wish I would stop receiving emails offering to enhance my non-existing penis.
• Man, I'm just rambling.
• Considering my lack of ability to focus, I sometimes wonder if I have adult ADD. 
• SHUT UP AND STUDY!

Okay, that's just about enough out of you, young lady.  Go to your room!  And have an ass-kicking weekend all!

HEP!