Bad Kitty

Hahahahaha!

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Normally, I think bathroom humor is beneath me, but, I have a new Willism...

"Leave me alone, I need some quiet time."

"Why? Are you going to take a poopie?"

No, I'm going to leave a poopie. Why would I want to take a poopie?"

Who am I kidding. Nothing is beneath me, but I like to pretend for the sake of my image!

My boyfreind is funny...

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me: you didn't want any blankets. him: no. right before you wake up you do an alligator death roll and yank all the blankets away. Then you look over and assume I just wanted the sheets.

I've seen monkeys with more restraint!
after I grabbed a piece of apple out of his hand

I told Will that I was going to shop online for new sheets, because ours have holes in them...
"Those are speed holes, they make the car go faster"
Apparently that is a Simpsons reference

"You're like a pirahna, there's no negotiation, you just come and eat."
After I raided his plate at dinner

"Most animals don't get caught in their own traps after they set them"
After I tripped over my purse that I had left on the floor

2005 Autumn and Winter

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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Home

Just flew in from Florida. I feel like hell, so tired and totally overwhelmed. Tragically my formerly future father in law (republican nudist) found out I was a liberal on this trip and I have been booted from the family. On a brighter note Will's mom welcomed me with open arms...WTF?!

Saturday, December 10, 2005

DAMMIT ALL TO FIERY F**KING HELL!
Current mood: bitchy

I get home at noon after having been up all night at work then having to drive to fucking Torrance for an audition and then there is no fucking parking because they are having a fucking Christmas festival and best of all my living room is flooded by really bad, out of tune, couldn't hit the right pitch if it landed on their face and wiggled, asshole with a microphone. And all I want to do is get some sleep.I hate my neighborhood.And Bah fucking Humbug!

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Hmmph... Current mood:I'm just not sure

I just don't know what to do with myself. I should be sleeping, or working. I should be doing anything except fucking around on the damn computer. I'm trying to decide between 3 photographers. All are too damn expensive. And I don't have a strong enough inclanation one way or another. But I do have a feeling that I will regret not picking the one I don't end up with.This makes no sense, I know. Get off my back, i'm tired.And apparently defensive for no reason. I'm just afraid I'm missing out on something. Not just photos, but something else that I can't put my finger on.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

I want...

Some peace and quiet!!!!Please, please, why is it so hard to just find a little downtime? I keep thinking I'm going to have a nice laid back week and then it all goes to hell in a handbasket.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Yay!
Current mood: pleased

I got Goonies on dvd AND I got the Muppet Show. I am having a happy little nostalgia party and eating tofuti cuties. It really doesn't get much better than this.

Friday, October 28, 2005

Urban Legend

Apparently the bit about too many carrots turning you orange is actually true.How do I know this, you ask?I just spent the morning at the dr's office to have her tell me that the yellowish tint to my hands and feet is not a liver problem but from too much carrot juice.fan-fucking-tastic!I'm not allowed to eat any orange vegatables for a month. That means no pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving. Just kill me now.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Odd...
Current mood:dizzy

I feel remarkably refreshed for having just worked all night.

I am inhabiting some strange inbetween place. I know that I have many, many, very important things to do this week and yet I cannot seem to think of a single one of them right now.

I met the most remarkably pompous person last night. I must have stood there with the most stupidified look on my face for at least a good 10 minutes as he pontificated on his wonderfulness, the wonderfulness of his other job, how important he is (he even threw in a whacking off reference, which I find somewhat funny since he was verbally whacking off at the time). And of course it wasn't until he walked away that I thought of asking him, "If you are such hot poo, why in the hell are you working here?"

I know why I'm here and it certainly isn't for the "glamour and prestige" You probably have to see where I work to really understand, but just trust me when I say it is about as far from glamourous as a hotel can get without being a motel.

Though now that I think about it I realized that he was probably overcompensating. I know that sometimes when I meet someone for the first time I feel an inexplicable need to talk myself up, even though my head is saying "STOP IT! You sound like a total ass!" And yet I just keep talking knowing that I am making the worst possible impression.

I just noticed that I used the word "remarkably" twice in the first two paragraphs of this blog, hahaha, I have had WAY too much coffee and since I still have to force myself to do a workout this morning I am probably going to need more before I can go to bed.

I had better stop now, I think my self edit button is broken today and I don't want to dig myself in any deeper.

OK, just one more random observation. I found that song "My Humps" offensive the first time I heard it, but then I found out it was a Black Eye Peas song and now I actually enjoy it. I hope it is because I think that it was done tongue in cheek, whereas if it had been any other artist I think it would have been meant seriously in which case it is just icky.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Weekly Bitch Fest...
Current mood: discontent

What? You thought I was gonna blog about something perky and happy?

That would be really out of character for me. I speak when I'm happy, I write when I'm not.

I don't really have anything of particular importance to say, I just wanted to vent my spleen a little. I'm waiting for Lost to start. I thought it was on at 8, but it isn't on till 9 and for some reason that really chaps my fanny. I waited all afternoon, thinking, "I get to watch Lost!" And when I turned the channel George Lopez was on, dammit. Not that I really have any reason to be upset, it's not like I missed it, I just have to wait another hour, but still it bugs me.Saturday,

October 01, 2005

sigh...
Current mood: cranky

Don't know quite what is going on with me lately. So busy with rehearsal, trying to work out, trying to lose even more weight, putting in overtime at work. I wanted to be busy, but now all I want is to have my free time back.

Actually I think that while I am busy with rehearsal and very, very happy to be acting, I am so tired of all the other everyday distractions and necessities intruding. But what are you going to do? Me personally, for now I'm going to have a little pity party just for myself, maybe I will share it with Will in a little bit. And tomorrow I'm going to kick my own ass for being such a whiner.

2005 Summertime...

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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Family
Current mood:crazed & overwhelmed

My father drives me freaking nuts, up the wall, stark raving bananas, gibbering, foaming at the mouth crazy.I cannot deal with it when someone who has no industry experience and no concept of my actual day to day life starts giving me advice (ie: orders) about what I need to do to be successful.And when presented with a logical reason for why that wouldn't work the response is, "Don't argue with me."I love my father, I really do, and I am truly grateful for everything he has and is doing to help me out, but why do parents insist on trying to exert control over their adult, commen-sense having, not stupid children?

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Torn...
Current mood:mmmph

on one hand I just want to vent my spleen, bitch, bitch, bitch, I have a summer cold, blah! On the other hand I don't want to be negative because maybe if I can purge all the negative emotion it will purge the bad humours from my system.Nah...I'm just gonna sit and wallow in my own bile. I'm reveling in the grumpiness. Loving the poutiness that is me right now. Feeling totally anti-social and I think I am ok with that.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Heaven forbid...
Current mood:Blah

Heaven forbid that I should actually post a blog when I am feeling upbeat. No, I only feel like posting when I am needy, tired, cranky, feelin' chubby or whatnot.

On a side note, I hate the phrase "whatnot" very bad association, no idea why I was compelled to actually use it in a sentence.

But, back to business, where was I? Oh yes, feeling off, not quite right, had a crappy workout today, car is broken, just wanting to vent all my bile and discontent. Grouch, grouch, bitch, bitch, bitch. So that really didn't do much for my mood, but at least I am expressing myself.

Anybody want to brighten my day with some exciting news? Though I can't guarentee that I will be happy for you. I might just secretly resent you and sit here muttering to myself how unfair life is, but it is worth a shot.

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Sigh...
Current mood:Moody

Home from work, gradually winding down towards oblivion. Are we born cynical? Was I always antisocial or did I learn it on the Los Angeles freeway? Or maybe in the customer service industry? I crave inspiration, laughter, stillness, sweetness, melancholy music.Probably my blood sugar is low, I haven't eaten in a while.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Gotta find that Zen place
Current mood:little bit lost

Contemplating a new job offer, probably not a step up, but a step sideways. Maybe a positve change, quite possibly a total disaster.Finished an acting class, starting a new one.Started a total body makeover on Monday, but too impatient for the final result. Why can't I just snap my fingers and transform myself?I feel like I am stuck in a holding pattern, as though each new thing will catapult me to the next level and when it doesn't I have to scramble for a new solution. The right combination must exist. Does anyone have a map?

Friday, June 17, 2005

Overwhelmed by the Universe

Suddenly there are so many decisions to be made. I love that there are options, but I feel as though I had better learn how to juggle really quick. AND the ever present question, money or art? Ok, so that isn't even really a question, but the money just looks so tempting sometimes. I just wish I could sleep while there is still time to do so.

Saturday, May 28, 2005

oohkay
Current mood: restless

I seem to be a permanent inhabitant of my restless self. Only now I can't switch cities to kick it cause I have reached my eventual destination. Grrrrr...Want to Rumpus! But I would settle for finishing my to do list.

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Need to make Something Happen...
Current mood:disturbed

Sublime frustration. I am spending way to much time in places I don't want to be thinking about stuff I need to get done to get to be in the place I do want to be and in the end going nowhere except to bed.

ungh...

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Saturday, April 23, 2005

Current mood: apathetic

Should be going to sleep now, worked all night, but I am so tired of sleeping all day. So much to do. Grocery shopping, laundry, having a life. If I can just get through 1 more night of work. But I don't wanna work! Ok done whining. Guess I'll go to bed.

Bad idea

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Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Current mood:crazed

Ok so drinking wine and searching high school classmates is probably not a good idea, but... I spent the last seven days at work and will continue to do so for god only knows how long. At home trying to convince the love of my life that I like being poor without a safety net because we are chasing the dream, damn it. And it will all be worth it someday. It takes 10 years to be an overnight sucess.

It is exhausting being this fing positive all the time!

So I have a glass of wine and check out the General Hospital message board. Those bitches are crazy, and ABC replaced my favorite character with a transvestite (I SWEAR to everything holy) and it is just to much to deal with.

12 of 12 August 2008

2008-08-12T21:51:00.000-07:00

It's 12 of 12! I haven't done this since last November. No excuse, I always forget to bring the camera with me, and then it is 10pm before I remember again.

12 of 12 is the brainchild of Chad Darnell, thank you Chad!

Today is also mine and Will's 6th anniversary. The plan is to drive up to Malibu for a 6 mile hike, run home and get all pretty before we head out for a fancy dinner, maybe Stinking Rose because Will loves the garlic.

9:00 am

When Will got up this morning to brush his teeth, this is what he found in the bathroom...

After a very slow start, a stop at the grocery store for picnic food and a very long drive, we got to the trail head and reviewed what poison oak looks like.

This is what kitties stuck in trees feel like. It was a little difficult getting up the cliff, and then I was stuck.

Closer look at me stuck at the top of the cliff.

A cell phone tower! I cannot even begin to tell you how happy I was. I needed to check and to see if my agent called about the callback I had yesterday, but there was no signal. Then we got to the top of the cliff, and what do you know! Service! Actually the only spot with service on the 4 hour hike.

I graffiti ed a little, it was a special day! I know graffiti is shitty, but it was just a little one...

After we hiked (mostly crawled) up the backside of the hill, we came down and discovered there were stairs to the top.

The "Split Rock" in a shady little oak grove where we stopped for a picnic.

After our picnic, we got momentarily lost (and possibly walked through 3 varieties of poison oak) we stumbled on a lady bug nest(?) Not sure if lady bugs actually nest, but it was a whole bunch of ladybugs in one spot, a pack?

We found the trail again, but somehow managed to take the wrong turn at the end of the hike and ended up hiking up the road back to where we left our car. This is Will's unhappy lost face. I wasn't actually sure that I was leading us the right direction but he didn't need to know that.

Finally home, cleaned up (we were a mess!) I checked the mail and found a bill that arrived today, which is as we know 8/12/08, but the due date on the bill...
Masters of efficiency!

After all of that we discovered we lacked the energy to leave the house again. So we had Indian food delivered. MMMmmmmm curry.

I had to rewrite my actress blog, because being a smart aleck is not cool in a "professional" bio. I was pissy, because I feel like a bio for a creative career should be creative. But apparently the "media doesn't like funny.

I had to add in my own personal "bonus" picture. It is my new screen saver. Will hates it. But I can't help it, I am a Bamber Bunny. Cookie! Yummy!

I feel a little monosyllabic today. Could be loss of IQ from dehydration. That hike was killer.

New Reel!

2008-07-17T03:11:00.000-07:00

Twisted

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I'm a little disturbed at the popularity of the "antihero" I've been watching Weeds, I love The Riches and tonight I watched Dexter for the first time. I haven't watched Rescue Me, the Sopranos or The Shield, but from what I hear they too glorify the underbelly of humanity.

Don't get me wrong, I love my shows. I have the biggest girl crush on Mary Louise Parker. But I feel like I should feel bad for wanting my favorite characters to get away with it. Plus, what effect will this have on younger generations? Hey, if everyone's favorite characters can do whatever the hell they want without any serious or lasting consequence...

Om another note, I REALLY want a donut right now. Krispy Kreme, powdered sugar, blueberry filled mmmmmm

12 of 12

2007-11-12T23:22:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday to Chad! It is that time again. 12 of 12...I had a really weird day. I kept forgeting to take the camera or when I did remember to grab the camera I left it in the car. So half of my pictures were taken on my cell phone. But those taken on my camera are in focus for the first time ever, thanks to Helen in the UK. Thank you, Helen! And here it is...

10am - contemplating my warm cozy bed and my fat little Heidi cat, trying to decide if I should get back in bed or go to yoga. Also making a mental note that I really need to launder the bedding later.

11:30am - I decided to go to yoga. About halfway through some guy drove by the park and started yelling at us. wanted to know why we didn't go to the gym. I love outside yoga, it is always an adventure.
1:15pm - back at the house, Will was napping on the floor in front of the tv, sadly my knees popped really loudly when I got down in front of him to take the picture and he managed to cover his face before I could get it. Brat!

2:00pm - Laundry! 3 full loads, it has been way too long, but the laundry room is 2 flights down and a pain in the butt. I suppose it could be worse...at least we have a laundry room.

3:00 - Left the dryer duty to Will so that I could finish up my workout, I needed at least 30 minutes more cardio, yoga is good but just doesn't really satisfy the need to sweat. And a fantastic 30 minutes it was, because the guy on the stairmaster behind me had a little gas problem, and when I say little, I mean it was so bad I had to fan my face with my book and almost flee the room . Seriously, if you are going to do something like that in a room full of people breathing deeply, well...just DON'T!

7:00pm - After the gym, it was a quick shower and then we raced down to Huntington Beach for a preview screening of the newest Battlestar Galactica.

Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Battlestar, but I could write a whole seperate blog about what we saw tonight. I could get a foaming at the mouth rant going, but I have an 8:30 am appointment to do the stairs in Santa Monica, so I am going to control myself. (Even if it kills me)

9:15pm - After the show, California Pizza Kitchen, where I proceeded to undo all the good working out I did today, dammit!

10pm - The final nail in my coffin, Key Lime Pie, and also my copy of Bradbury's "The Illustrated Man" which I finished in the theater waiting for Razor to start. I haven't actually read alot of Bradbury, mostly just his short stories, "Martian Chronicles", etc, but he writes some really depressing stories.

10:45pm - Back home, Will felt the need to torment Callie, just because he can.

11:00pm - I am telling myself that by going onto nowcasting for 5 minutes late at night I actually did something for my career today, even if it was a only a little tiny effort. 11:05 - Watching Desperat Housewives, on the internet, wondering if I should not watch Desperate Housewives on the internet anymore, at least until the writers are getting their fair share. Chad?
and of course, I can never sit at the computer without Gus Gus sharing my chair with me. Cute little pain in the fanny that he is.

The kitties would be most grateful if I would get up and feed them now (you can also get a better idea of Gus Gus's idea of sharing a chair, I get the edge, he gets the chair)
Slow day today, but Disneyland tommorow with Mom, 3 of my sisters and all the nephews!

Awwwww....

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Look how much he loves me!

12 of 12 October 2007

2007-10-13T00:54:00.000-07:00

It is a miracle! I remembered 12 of 12 before 5pm on the 12th!

And just so you know, I am all about the ! and the ... today (just because)

Thanks to Chad Darnell for the monthly picture fun!

Just got home from work, it is 1am and I was catching up on Chad's blog...

2:45 am Oooh! 12 of 12 reminder! And it is the 12th already, and I am up waaaay too late. My to do list for morning, starting with 7am yoga and a trip to the bank. It was a really good night slinging drinks at the bar!
6 am - And only 3 hours later...I am up and on my way to yoga in San Pedro.
And most exciting...it is my very last day to drive 26 miles to workout, because today we take the final after pictures. SO CHEESY!

Run home, change clothes and off to West Hollywood to audition for a game show...don't ask me why, it is horribly embarrasing, they want you to caper about like a dancing monkey, but hey, there might be money involved!

Home again, after a brief mani/pedi stop (you can see my pedi in the corner) and FINALLY a picture that is in focus (stupid camera) And here you can see the view from my fire escape, featured in countless commercials, tv shows and music videos and loved by location scouts everywhere! One word people...BACKLOT

As I ran out of the building this morning at 6am, I was finishing my yogurt and sadly the only thing in the mailbox when I got home was my spoon (didn't want to bring it in the car, because it would stay there for a month)
Apparently this is the face I make while filling out a deposit slip at the bank...

Nap time! joining the girl kitty and the cranky boy (he pulled a graveyard shift last night)
10pm - out of bed and into the shower before work AND it turns out we have no hot water AGAIN! So very fast, very cold shower...(that is my shower curtain, by the way)
and then it was raining...

11:20pm - Getting into work, the bar is still rocking, these people really need to leave so I can start the audit...

11:45 PM - first cup of coffee for the night! Bring on the graveyard shift.

Grrrrrrrr......12 of 12

2007-09-13T12:51:00.000-07:00

TRAFFIC

Off to VanNuys

Frustration. Can't seem to figure out what comes next in my story. Someone told me, let the characters lead the way, let them go where they want to go. You created them, now let them run wild...

They just don't seem to want to go anywhere right now.

Funny, this kind of works with my day yesterday

on the way to Redondo Beach

Alcohol and Beverage Commision education (somebody kill me please)

More TRAFFIC

Comfort FoodNO PICTURES PLEASE!!!Oh, look more traffic!

On the right side of the screen Jericho, season one and on the left...my untouched script. I stared at it for a while last night, but sadly, I got nothing.
I will go for a long run later and maybe something will come to me.

Thanks to Chad Darnell for 12 of 12!

August 12 of 12 (5 year anniversary!)

2007-08-14T21:40:00.000-07:00

Yay! My 12 of 12 (courtesy of the fantastic Chad Darnell) is 2 days late posting, because I was off in the beautiful city of Long Beach celebrating my 5 year anniversary with Will (the boyfriend) and I was am biggest girl about the whole thing! I worked my little brain for months to come up with the perfect plan, perfect gift, perfect getaway and finally came up with this.

I really should preface my photos with the beginning of my day....months in planning and it almost went down in flames before it started. What you don't see in photos was that I somehow ended up on the schedule to work Sunday(the anniversary) night. After some desperate phone calls and wrangling I arranged to switch my Saturday night graveyard shift into a 2 hour shift and come in for one of the am servers on Sunday instead. But when I went out to my car on Saturday night at 10pm to drive to work, I had a flat tire. I finally arrived at work, one hour late for my 2 hour shift, with a donut on my car. Thankfully, the hotel owners took me in for the night (at their house, a strange and unnerving experience I hope not to repeat) so that I didn't have to drive another 20 miles on my ridiculously small spare tire at 1 am, and I reported back to work at 9am. After a horribly slow morning, we ended up packed to the gills 15 minutes before I was supposed to get off, resulting in actually leaving work and hour past when I was supposed to and then topping it all off with another hour wait for new tires.

Finally,I arrive home and we are off...sort of

Here I am trying to print out Will's gift and directions to the hotel without him seeing where we are actually going (I really wanted to surprise him) sadly I had to repeatedly yell at him, GET AWAY! GET AWAY, GET AWAY at a pitch that is usually only heard by canines and sonar equipment
And now, really, we are off...and Will is starting to get cranky.
The culmination of the cranky, in the car, after I asked him to wear a blindfold to facilitate the surprise, I will spare you the details, but he ended up taking a nap instead.
But, all of this changed when we arrived at our first stop...

The parking lot in Long beach where we kissed for the very first time, 5 years ago. And yes, I am a big sappy cheesy girl, but thankfully Will shares my sense of the cheese and we listened to our favorite song and kissed again in our parking lot before moving on to the next stop.
Will loves the old ocean liners (Titanic, Queen Elisabeth and Queen Mary) so we stayed on the only one of the 3 that is still above water.
Checking in on the Queen Mary....
Getting ready for dinner, which was originally planned for Sir Winston's, but ended up being the Chelsea, because we are Philistines who do not know how to follow a business casual dress code. By the way, for future reference, a collared shirt with jeans is not appropriate for fine dining on the Queen Mary
Our state room, note the portholes and the original wood paneling, pretty spiffy
Somebody must have known it was a special night, because somehow we ended up with fireworks during dinner
Mmmmm....steak and champagne (I ordered Merlot to be served with my meal, but it never appeared, whatever)
There was an orchid garnish on the plate and Will didn't believe I would actually eat it...a little note about me, I can almost never resist a dare.
After waiting almost a half hour for our tiramisu (it was apparently off somewhere with my Merlot) and a very nice walk on the deck, I gave Will his present (a flight lesson) and we passed out like the old people our graveyard working lifestyle has made us.

Just sitting here...

2007-08-07T09:02:00.000-07:00

Eating my bran cereal, getting ready for an audition, to be followed by a drive to Irvine. Searching for the belief that everything is for a reason. That this is truly leading somewhere.

Good things do not come to those who wait. Good things come to those who get up and go after them.

I've got something in the cooker. It is now a team of two effort and I know that it is good.

AND thanks to a very determined friend of mine, I know that it is all very possible.

Struggling...

2007-08-01T16:54:00.001-07:00

It is really difficult to marshall my thoughts into a coherant blog right now. It just seems like there is so much going on and my energy is so scattered in every conceivable direction. I almost feel as though I need somebody with a dog, a rope and a cattleprod to ride me into the corral.

As usual, I am searching for an outlet to direct my creative energies, preferably one that will a) not cost me alot of money and b)will benefit my career short or long term.

Sadly, it seems lately that all potentially beneficial career moves will at least cost me a whole lot of postage and at most several months rent.

Rent! Currently, yet another point of contention. I am trying to manifest a resolution that will not involve me going to the housing authority and having to file a lawsuit. I just feel like there are so many better, more worthwhile pastimes I could be pouring my energy into. BUT, in my belly I feel the fire of the righteously indignant. I have every right and reason to be outraged, but really would like to direct that effort elsewhere.

Still bouncing a screenplay around in my head, but making very little leeway and beginning to wonder just what exactly I will do with it, if I ever do actually get around to penning it. If I had a nickel for every actor that has a "brilliant" script somewhere in their home...

Then again, that is a very negative outlook and I am really trying to redirect my energies to the positive.

And just the fact that I typed the previous statement makes me want to drag my little pollyannna ass into an alley and administer a good old fashioned ass whipping for being such a self righteous prig.

For lack of a beter explantion, it would seem that the little angel and devil on my shoulders are engaged in a constant struggle for supremacy and in the meantime I sit and contemplate my navel lint.

I am looking for volunteers to come down here and light a fire under my ass. Or at least come and play with me and take my mind off of it all. Because if I ignore the situation, it is almost like it isn't happening at all!

Mission Statement...

2007-07-28T14:34:00.000-07:00

Somebody asked me today to write myself a mission statement. What is my direction? What am I working to accomplish? How am I directing my focus?

I am having major difficulty with this.

I know what I want. I just don't know how to get there. Building an acting career is a somewhat intangible process. There is no roadmap. No tried and tested way of getting there. At least not that I've heard of. Maybe there is a secret society of...
Oh wait, there is always the secret society of "my mommy or daddy is famous and now my talentless, lazy ass is going to ride their coattails into my own career, and then make up some bullshit story about how I did it all on my own and never traded on who my parents are."

But dwelling on the negative is not going to accomplish anything. All of my relatives are useless in this aspect, so I guess I will just have to work this one through on my own.

And don't get me wrong, I would totally trade on my family ties, if I had any to do so, but I don't, so I resent and despise anyone who does. Especially if they later try to deny the tie ala Kate Hudson or Bryce Dallas Howard.

Back to the original point...mission statement...going to have to think on this for a bit.

Sigh....

2007-07-22T11:50:00.000-07:00

I ran ten miles this morning! It was excrutiatingly painful and hotter than the backside of Hades. But it is done.

Started a new food program this week and have managed to adhere to it 2 of 5 days. But on a bright note I have increased my exercising to the point that it may not matter what I eat. We will see when I jump on the scale next week.

I am the ultimate wishful thinker.

Good to know...

2007-07-18T23:13:00.001-07:00

The Boles family grapevine is in full effect.

It is hard to describe...

Imagine that every single little tidbit in your life travels at the speed of light and is discussed in great detail by every single member of your family.

OK, for example...

In the morning you are having a conversation with a sister and you happen to mention that your boyfriend likes to cuddle after sex. First off, that sister gets all, "Oh my God, I can't believe you just told me that!" Because heaven forbid anybody be open and not have any weird hangups when talking about sex. In the afternoon you are on the phone with another sister and out of nowhere..."I hear you and W*** like to cuddle after sex, Oh my God!" And at the next family gathering it is all anybody wants to talk about.

Gossip and judgement are the staple of my family's lives.

I talked to my Uncle this morning and I got an earful from my sister this afternoon.

Now if my uncle thinks I am being a dimwit, why rather than telling me, does he feel the need to call up my sister and discuss it with her?

Sometimes I feel like I am their favorite scandalous reality show.

I should just stop talking to all of them.

12 of 12 (Ok, so it is only 9 and I feel like a big old cheater)

2007-07-13T01:21:00.000-07:00

Ok, I am cheating because I just don't have 12 pictures. I slept most of the day and then went to work and couldn't really take pics at work, and then it was after midnight and I figured the would really be cheating. So I am only cheating a little by shorting my pictures.

AND...I still can't seem to take a picture that is in focus with this damn camera. It is a digital Fujifilm FinePix A345 and if anyone has a suggestion it would be most welcome...

I woke up and went straight to the computer to check my email, hoping my Manager got back to me, because she emailed me 2 days ago and said she sent me 2 emails this month that I didn't respond to, and one of them was a casting call, and I think she is upset with me, but I never got any stinking emails, I triple checked, and how can she penalize me just because she can't type in my damn email address correctly?! And shouldn't she be calling my cell phone with auditions anyway? They are kind of too important to just relegate to am email, but hey, maybe that is just me...Sadly, there was no email response from her, and now I must endevor not to panic and assume my manager doesn't want to speak to me anymore.

Then I decided to crawl back in bed for a little bit, because who can resist the cuteness of these two?
Of course the extra cuddle time to make me feel better meant that I ended up leaving the house 19 minutes later than I was supposed to and now I will be praying all 20 miles to work that I make it on time.
I decided I might as well throw in some prayers to make it to work without running out of gas. (Also, there is nothing wrong with my damn brake light, but that little indicator light has been on for a month now.)

I made it to work only a few minutes late and reminded myself to get gas before driving home.

My work face. For once I did not apply my makeup in the car on the way to work, but then that probably contributed to my being late ...
There is a new rule at work that the opening waitress is required to take a half hour break, but since we have tables at all times we can't actually take a break because teamwork is a completely alien concept where I work...So I clocked out, ducked into the back and bolted down a burger and some grilled asparagus in about 5 minutes, went back on the floor for the last 25 minutes of my break then clocked back in.
Dan...it is quite possible that he is possesed by the devil.

And here are our busy little bartenders, pretending they don't see the drink tickets waiting to be made.

Finally, time to checkout for the night...count the money, write it all up, turn it in, drive 20 miles home and spend 40 minutes looking for a parking space.

AND I forgot to get gas, but somehow managed through force of will to hold off the little gas gauge light until I got off the freeway!

Weird, cranky neurotic 9 of 12 today.

Thank you to Chad!!!

12 of 12 June

2007-06-12T23:17:00.000-07:00

It' s 12 of 12 and I still haven't got the knack of focusing the new digital camera, but please enjoy my slightly out of focus day! It heavily features Will, because I think he's super cute.

Here is Will, feeling a little cranky because I am about to force him(his words) to go grocery shopping with me. The new Anita Blake Novel! I was so excited when it came in the mail yesterday. I've been waiting forever for this to come out...
Apparently, I was a little too excited, I finished it around 3 o'clock this afternoon.
Now I have to wait for her to write another one. Will pointed and laughed and said, "I told you not to read it so fast."

And here is Will looking pissy because I left the car in a red zone while I unloaded the groceries.

And then I forced him to go running with me. Here is me laughing at him when he said he was going to kick my butt up the big hill.

And here he is eating humble pie after I kicked his butt up the hill

Kitty dinner time!

Washing the dishes before making dinner

I got a little carried away cooking dinner. I should have had a snack after the extra long workout. Instead I made a ridiculous amount of food.

Apple stuffing pork chops, spinach salad, green beans, and ghnocchi. It was really pretty, if I had managed to get the camera to focus, you could see it better, but no.

And then I stuck my thumb on the fresh out of the oven pan, burned myself and dropped everything on the floor!Will bought the "Planet Earth" dvd and put on the one about glow worms that trap their prey in long streamers of snot while we were eating dinner
After the glow worms they had a segment about bat guano and the cockroaches that eat it.

He thinks he's funny.

My manicure...again. It happens alot when I have a night off.

Dessert!

Bonus pic

I didn't really have a secret, but I hid ice cream under the strawberries as a suprise for Will.

Thanks Chad!

2007-05-29T01:58:00.000-07:00

My sister told me she is having another baby earlier tonight.

It was like my world just paused for a moment. My axis tilted. It was like a pendulous weight that heaved up out of it's cradle, for just a split second and then settled back into place.

It isn't for me. I chose my course. There is this burning frustration. To DO something. To accomplish something. I have to stop wishing for somone to set me on my path. I have to find it for myself.

Thunk

2007-05-25T12:21:00.000-07:00

The sound of me falling off the wagon. At 3 am, Karl's Jr. drive up window, chix strips and crisscut fries. AND no workout. Minor setback. Just going to get back on the horse, or rather off the feed.
On a side note, they turned off the water in my building again today, again without warning, so no shower before work for me!

Fanfrackingtastic!

p.s. that was a little Battlestar Galactica reference. I love you if you got it!

Sigh...

2007-05-24T10:32:00.000-07:00

This morning..

4.32 miles in 51.39 minutes. If you allow 4 minutes for stoplights, I am doing approx an 11 minute mile.

It's ok. I can be ok with that.

I am setting a goal for myself.

130 Lbs and 2 inches off of each thigh

It is realistic, it will make me a solid size 4 and the loss of 10 pounds will make my marathon training a little easier.

the reel

2007-05-23T10:50:00.001-07:00

Running Journal...

2007-05-23T10:36:00.000-07:00

It is tragic. How far the mighty have fallen? Pathetic really.

Ok. So, I've never actually been a fast runner. But I used to do a decent (ie:comfortable, no gasping) 10 minute mile. I ran a marathon last year, a feat I never even imagined I would contemplate, much less finish sucessfully.

I went for a run this morning. A painful, gasping, exhausting 3 mile run. It took me 38 minutes. If you consider that I can probably subtract 3-4 minutes for stoplights, that still means I have slowed down to an 11:30 mile. AAARGH!

Ok. Getting over it.

Day One...

140 lbs

38 minute run
42 minutes Elliptical

Note to self - kick my own ass!

I will exercise at least 2 more times this week

12 of 12 May

2007-05-12T22:54:00.001-07:00

Learning a new camera - haven't quite got the knack yet...

I woke up at 4:30 pm after sleeping off a graveyard shift and mircacle of all miracles, went running for the first time this week! 5pmapparently I haven't got the hang of the focus yet...
Followed up my run with some blogging on myspace, all the sweating makes me feel poetic. 6:45p
And managed to get the bad kitty to hold still long enough for a photo! 7:00pPB & J snack and a sinkful of dirty dishes (they are still there too!) 2 boxes of Kleenex in a week, and off to the store for more! This cold is kicking my butt...My little loaner car. I call her Wonder Woman. old cars run better when you name them
Whole Foods - Kombucha - to cleanse the evil humors
2 magazine covers, can someone please explain the whole Rachel Ray thing to me?Feeding my nail polish addiction at the drugstore "Chi-ca-go get a Manicure" my new favorite colorthe view from my fire escape...you can see what remains of Griffith Park through the buildingsMy big plans for the night - salad, hummus, throat coat tea , nail polish and "Night at the Museum"My manicure! It is the little things that make me happy.