Argh

So, I have since moved out of Hippie Sister's house. She had her new baby, and I know enough to know when I'm getting in the way. I called up some friends and offered them service as transportation (since none of them have a car and live on the edge of town) and as a cook (because OHGOD do they need help) in exchange for a place to live, and they eagerly accepted.

So now I am sleeping on what has to be the world's most comfortable couch, enjoying very good company that doesn't scream, cuss, or stress me out. My very good friend Bret, his brother Leo, and Leo's lady, Mary. They're awesome peoples, and amongst them, they think I am the awesomest thing in this house.

Yeah, cuz that totally doesn't stroke my ego to overwhelming proportions.

I gotta say, life has drastically improved over the past week. I'm getting used to freedom again, and oh how I missed it. I don't have to answer to anyone except the roomies, who ask very little and are just about the most laid-back bunch of weirdos I know. I spend my time with good company, which means spastic conversation and lots of laughing at inappropriate jokes not for polite company, and oh yeah, I'm not being accused of sleeping around every other week. Whoo!

More updates when shit actually starts to happen. Stay tuned!

Upheaval

Well kids, now that I have time to sit down and think, you get a blog post!

Life has, as usual, flipped me on my head and dumped me out in the rain.

For those of you in the GBC, you've already heard, but for those that don't know, the Redhead and I parted ways a few days ago. There was much screaming and cursing on his part, and much fear on mine as a reflexive action (those persevation instincts are strong!), but after everybody has calmed down, we have been amiable and civil to each other, agreeing not to get hostile for the sake of Wee Idjit.

I am currently staying with Hippie Sister, who gave birth to her third daughter the second morning I was here. I am not exactly sure how long I will be staying here, but I told her I would give her the extra help I know she'll need, juggling care of her other two daughters and a newborn. The girls absolutely adore their little red-haired cousin, and all three kids are ecstatic with having each other to chase around and play with all day.

I've had a lot of emotional and moral support from a lot of my friends, both online and off, and I REALLY needed it that first day. I'm grateful to each and every one of you who offered that support, and I have even received a couple of offers of couch space if the situation got too dire to handle. You guys know who you are, and you are the best kind of friends a girl could ever have!

Of course, on the flip side of that coin, several friends of the male persuasion here in town have realized... Snarky isn't with the Redhead any more... The Redhead is no longer under her protection! All I have to do is yelp and there will be a mob swarming him, and I'm not gonna lie: it does give me a perverse sense of joy knowing that.

On the less pleasant note, jobs in this little college town are so scarce that I highly doubt I'd be able to find something that can support myself and Idjit. It looks like I will have to relocate, and before too much longer. I love the friends I have here, and I will cherish their friendships for as long as I live, but those friendships will not pay for a roof over my head, gas for heating, or food in the little one's belly.

I'm looking west right now, towards Oklahoma City to be specific. It's an even distance between here (so Redhead can see Idjit), and Houston (so I can see my family), with a much better job market and more to do, room to really fly. I've got some things that I need to get settled here before I can do anything else, but as soon as plans are more concrete, you can bet I'll post it here, so everybody can follow their favorite Snark as she travels.

On the emotion front.... Well. I've been joking that I must have missed the class in high school where they taught you how to interact with the opposite sex. I am now single, and while it makes me giddy (YAY! FREEDOM!), I am also completely confused and just a wee bit scared. I don't know how to handle actually INTERACTING with people on a personal level all that well, and I'm not going to lie: I am utterly fucking TERRIFIED. Redhead showing up unexpectedly blows me the hell out of what little comfort zone, just because I'm nervous there is going to be an outbreak of unpleasantness. My mind is nowhere close to resembling stable, but I'm surrounded by friends, and that is helping a great deal.

Well kids, that's all I can really think to tell you right now. Hippie Sister has a computer and internet she is letting me use, so I can blog and update as things happen. Keep your eyes peeled for news from me!

Holiday Cheer

Wishing all of you out there in Internet-land a Merry Christmas, or whatever faith-specific holiday you choose to celebrate.

More posts soon to come. (I know, I know, I keep saying that. Seriously, I promise.)

Blargh, Pt. 2

So I'm still alive, I promise. I haven't been blogging, I know. I'm a bad person. Horrible, awful, terrible evil.

I haven't really had anything blog-worthy going on here as of late, and for that I do apologize. I live a very boring life, I just lie about it on the internet to make myself popular amongst people that don't really exist. *wink*

Sooner or later I'll be back to having real content up for your enjoyment. I'm really trying, I promise.

Stay tuned.

Booooored

So, Internetz... This is another long-winded and poitless blog post. Figured I'd warn you now, so if you want to click elsewhere, now is your chance.

Everybody gone? Okay.

In all honesty, I'm at work, down here on Campus. We're open for some Festival of Champions, and for the most part, we'll be standing around with our thumbs up our asses until about ten minutes til closing. Then all the bands will mob us. And we'll be open late, because we can't close the gates while we got people coming in.

Yeah. This sucks.

So maybe it's not long winded. But it is whiney.

Man I need some recoil therapy.

Argh

I wrote this totally awesome post about Ozzy Osbourne and with several links and it was this GIANT pain in the ass... Because I'm on the iTouch...

And then the blogging appberased it when I finished.

So no blog for you.

Music Meme

No real content today, just a meme I hijacked from the Pistolero. Play along if you want to!

1) Turn on your music player on your conputer (iPod in my case).

2) Go to SHUFFLE SONGS mode.

3) Write down the first 15 songs that come up - song title and artist - and no editing or cheating!

Let's do this!

1. Kansas - Carry On My Wayward Son
2. Queen - You're My Best Friend
3. The Offspring - Gotta Get Away
4. Metallica - Damage, Inc.
5. Iced Earth - High Water Mark
6. Ying Yang Twins - Grey Goose
7. Rob Zombie - Living Dead Girl
8. Linkin Park - Breaking The Habit
9. Metallica - My Apocolypse
10. Nightwish - Higher Than Hope
11. Stephen Lynch - Mixer at Delta Chi
12. Red Hot Chili Peppers - The Greeting Song
13. Three Days Grace - Time of Dying
14. Nobuo Uematsu - Fortress of the Condor
15. Stone Sour - Omega


... Yeah, that kinda bounced all over the place. That's all the music on my iPod, including the video game music. Yes, I am a nerd. Get over it.

So what do you listen to?

Blargh

Here, have a blog post! Typed up on a real computer, no less!

I'm at a friend's house right now, doing laundry and watching Idjit run around insanely. The bottom of his feet are pitch black, but then again, cleaning usually takes back seat at this house. Clean it enough to make it safe, and make sure there's room for children to play, but sweeping and mopping are small concerns. I'm not much of a housekeeper either, so hey, whatever works.

This is another one of those random, off the wall, rambling blog posts with no real point. I'm currently sitting in Bulldog's very dim living room, playing on her computer because she left the door unlocked for me to come do laundry, and she's not home. It feels nice to have a real keyboard under my fingers. Don't get me wrong - I love my iTouch, and with the lack of a real computer, it does a marvelous job to keep up - but I like to feel the reaction of keys. That and I can spread my hands out and exercise the joints in my fingers, instead of having my not-so-tiny hands wrapped around a small shiny, typing with my thumbs.

Hoooooo boy. I am in a state of shock, recovering from a night of excess. Our friends just moved in down the street this past week, so there was, of course, a house warming party thrown. And the drink of choice (aside from beer, because there is ALWAYS room for beer) was a lovely concoction that my friend Luc perfected before his death. We call it apple pie, because it literally tastes like liquid apple pie. It goes down ridiculously smooth, but you REALLY have to watch how much of it you drink, or Bad Things may happen. Ingredients include four gallons of apple cider, a gallon of apple juice, three instant-mix packs of cider, cinnamon sticks, apple pie spice, and three fifths of Everclear.

Yeah. It packs a punch. And they make it in such gigantic quantities because when they throw a party, a flock of psychos appear with the sole purpose of getting legless before the sun comes up. Apple pie is the best way to go if you're aiming in that direction.

Since we couldn't find a babysitter, and they live so close to us now, Redhead and I decided that we'd go over and get our drunk on in shifts. I took first shift, because I don't drink beer, and they'd been sipping on apple pie all week, so I was wondering just how much would be left. I didn't want to miss the good stuff.

So I go over there, and they give me a double shot of the stuff as soon as I walk in the door. I'm game for this. Then they give me another one, and an XBox controller, to play DC vs. Mortal Kombat. Or something like that. I played Scorpion and my buddy Ninja played the Flash and I got my ass kicked, that's all I remember.

Then I somehow ended up with an 18 ounce glass with Smurfs on it (don't ask me, nothing makes sense with this bunch), full of apple pie. It was all downhill from there.

Two hours after I got there, I had to be escorted home. Yes, it was that bad. I knew I was breaking the night up into shifts with Redhead, like I said, so I did what I could as fast as I could.

Needless to say, I'm not feeling too hot.

Ugh. I think I'm done for now.

Stumbling

Some of you may have seen the nifty toolbar called StumbleUpon, which matches up your interests with random pages that fit in that category. It's a good way to waste a few minutes (or hours). This was found using StumbleUpon, and was too good not to share.

Dear Mr. President:

Please find below my suggestion for fixing America 's economy.

Instead of giving billions of dollars to companies that will squander the money on lavish parties and unearned bonuses, use the following plan.

You can call it the Patriotic Retirement Plan:

There are about 40 million people over 50 in the work force.

Pay them $1 million apiece severance for early retirement with the following stipulations:

1) They MUST retire. Forty million job openings - Unemployment fixed.

2) They MUST buy a new American CAR. Forty million cars ordered - Auto Industry fixed.

3) They MUST either buy a house or pay off their mortgage - Housing Crisis fixed.

4) They MUST buy their own health insurance. - Health Plan for seniors just fixed!!!

It can't get any easier than that! If more money is needed, have all members of Congress and their constituents pay their taxes... If you think this would work, please tell everyone you know.

If not, please disregard. Then shoot yourself!!!! - 1 job opening

God Bless America.

Headache

You know how you sometimes get a headache that just throbs at one point in your skull? Usually, I get that. Right now, though, I am experiencing one constant, steady, unbroken pain, and it's not located in any one spot. My entire skull hurts.

This sucks.