You know the drill--the first sentence of the first entry of each month of the year, if you've got them for each month.
January: I know....I'm a bad person. But I'm kind of gravitating away from livejournal, I guess....I still love you all!!!! *sends hugs to everyone.* [Yet another lazy,non-writing period--I was very absorbed in David at that point]
February: Yeah...the next several months are not going to be easy. At all. [referring to David's departure to Virginia for the helicopter mechanic school.
March: I haven't been as good at keeping up with the folks on livejournal as I promised I'd be, and I do feel bad about that--but life is crazy. [This was shortly after I found out that instead of Spring 2011, the deployment was to start in November of this year]
April: First of all, I'm sorry I haven't really been responding to posts lately.... [In this entry, the big news was that I was tattooed.]
May: My "year in review" is really not going to be all that interesting come December 31st....but whatever. I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. [The news in this one was that I wasn't going to move to St. Cloud after all, AND that I had the color in my tattoo]
June: Ahhh....what's that sound? My savings account being filled with money? [I had just begun enforcing my policy of putting aside 100 dollars per month.]
July: [No entry]
August: [No entry]
September: I can't believe I waited this long to post....*facepalm* I used to post pretty religiously, but I've been so busy....Blah blah blah. Basically, I'm lazy. [We all know that at this point, real trouble had gone past brewing in my relationship with David, and was at a good, steady boil]
October: Do I miss the good times like crazy? Yes.
November: But Nanowrimo is taking up my writing abilities, chewing them up, and spitting them out again.
December: I've been in a funk since last Saturday, what with David's going-away ceremony, and seeing him, and crying like a fucking baby as I hugged him goodbye.
Clearly, this was the year of me being absorbed in a guy who wasn't good for me AND in dealing with stupid drama.
I'm interested in TWO different guys. One's name is Brian, and I already know him from a group of kinky internet friends. The other one is one of the car repair men at the dealership I go to in Buffalo--his name is Adam. GodDAMN....That Adam guy kind of makes me want to invent reasons to go to the dealership just to flirt. He's SUCH a hottie. My mom seems to think HE'S the one flirting with ME, and that he started it....but I just got my oil changed (he gave me extra stuff he wasn't supposed to again. :)), so it will be quite a while before I have a reason to go back to the dealership.
....Maybe I just need to march on over to the house across the street (where my friend/neighbor/the boss at the dealership lives) and tell him he needs to give his technician my phone number.....
When I say I'm bringing dessert to a party, guys....I may not just be talking about fancy jello shots any more. Why not? Because tonight, I made Bailey's Irish Cream brownies from scratch. Are they good? I took the second of two recipes that came up first on an internet search for the kind of brownies I wanted, so I don't know--they're a dessert I'm bringing to a dinner with some college friends tomorrow night. We'll see what a pack of Engineering boys from St. Thomas think....and then I will report back to you.
My next mission? A Christmas morning coffee-cake, made in a ten-inch tube pan (apparently).
The BEST thing about today? My dad made CHEESEBURGERS for dinner. I've eaten a lot of junk lately and the last thing I really needed was a cheeseburger, but DAMN did I ever want one.
This past weekend was great! Aside from me getting lost for two hours before the groom's dinner, everything having to do with Ally and Matt's wedding was fantastic! I got to see everybody! The food was delicious! The cake was NOT a lie! She had the most beautiful dress, She looked AMAZING, and it was all so sweet, and I almost cried! We even kept up the tradition of loudly and drunkenly singing "Bohemian Rhapsody!" Also, the last dance was to "White and Nerdy." I would keep rambling about it, but I don't think I could do it justice. AWESOME. It was AWESOME. And I had tons of fun!
Other stuff.... --My driver's license now says that I live in Buffalo, MN! It's official! --I'm also out of the old place, except for a little bit of cleaning. --I'm reading The Strain, which is a TOTALLY awesome vampire novel. It is apparently part of a trilogy, which I aim to scarf down happily.
I can't believe I waited this long to post....*facepalm* I used to post pretty religiously, but I've been so busy....Blah blah blah. Basically, I'm lazy. So now, I will present you with a gargantuan Amy livejournal post of doom. Will it contain some substance? Of course! But it will also contain a bunch of completely irrelevant stuff, as so many of my posts do...like pictures of kitties! And puppies! I'll try to make this entertaining, at least, so that the few of you who do still read this have something to look at. First, I will present for your consideration a series of LOLcats!
This one reminds me of what Maverick looks like after we give him a bath. It's pretty much the most adorable thing ever. xD More behind the cut! ( Collapse )
Okay, that's enough of the lol-things for now....
Updates: --David will be leaving for his deployment the day after Thanksgiving. He will be stationed at Fort Hood (in Texas) while he is still stateside, and I will be spending Christmas there with him. I'm not sure how long I'll be there, but I certainly hope not to miss any fun people might be planning!
--This weekend, I have to go to St. Cloud for a Family Readiness Group thing the army puts on. I'm not sure what to expect, but there you are...*shrugs* Hopefully, the presentations won't be too depressing.
Okay....I was going to post a much longer entry, but David's computer is doing this strange virus-like thing where about 50 calculators come up onto the screen, all saying different things. I'd ignore it, but it won't let me continue typing while they're there......
First of all, I'm sorry I haven't really been responding to posts lately. My internet has been completely stupid, and my baby compy is eating itself from the inside out because it doesn't have adequate virus protection--and I'm too cheap to buy it. So....there you go.
This past weekend, I got to see a bunch of people at a Sing-Along Musical party at Ally and Matt's house! It was great fun, and my ego was inflated a little bit when the chips and dip that I brought (hoping that everyone would like them) were devoured. The next night I went to a Shag show and tore up the dance floor with Kara. :) Shag is always a good time. I even got a T-shirt! Yes, it is too big, but damn it I love that T-shirt and I'm going to wear it to every show!! The only downside to Saturday night was that on the way home, some joker clipped passenger side mirror on my car, and I had to get it fixed today. Thankfully, it wasn't all that expensive....
BUT BUT BUT....the big news of the weekend can be summed up in one image:
that's right....I'm tattooed. Yes, it's technically a "tramp stamp." But you all remember me going on and on about how much I wanted a "marque"--a tattoo from the base of my spine to the nape of my neck, like in the Kushiel's Legacy series? Well, now I've started it. ^_^ I'm personally designing every piece, and I'm going to the tattoo artist who did most of David's tattoos. His name is Steve, and he's pretty old-school. But he customizes like a sonofabitch...and every time I looked in the mirror (we had to take breaks for me, haha), I liked it more--and it's not even colored yet!! I can't wait until it gets colored! It will be in a few weeks, and I'm not getting charged any more than I've already paid! ^_^ Steve quoted me a price, and he's sticking to that price. I <3 Steve. He can stay.
Guys....I LOVE my tattoo. But anybody who tells you that getting a tattoo doesn't hurt at all is a f-ing liar. Just sayin'. Because mine hurt like almighty hell....
I've been away for a really really long time...for me, anyway.
Updates:
1. The kitten is HUGE (for a kitten anyway--and he still looks like a baby kitty), and he's a BASTARD (David's words, not mine--but seriously, he's a cute little monster.
2. I just reached today's word count for National Novel Writing Month about ten minutes ago. 6684 words and counting, bitches!!!!
3. QA time is upon us at Super America again. god save us all....
4. I looked at wedding bands tonight! Yay!
5. I have just had two cranberry-vodkas. One weak, one strong. Apparently, you only get what you ask for at this bar....
Some partial family photos, from a couple weeks ago.
....and there will be an eight-week-old dark tabby kitten (male) coming home with me tomorrow night! Today, in addition to going to my glasses appointment (finally!!!!), I bought a litter box, cat pan liners, litter, a scooper (nothing but clumpy litter for ME), a laser-pointer cat toy, a food dish, and some Purina Kitten Chow. My mom got the new furry friend a catnip mouse to play with, and my sister got him a set of more catnip toys, which she plans to give to him when she meets him.
The following is a link to the craigslist ad we responded to, for the cat. My new kitty will be that mischievious-looking dark tabby looking up at the camera. We actually called about the calico kitten first, but were told that it had been given to someone earlier that night.
Forthcoming are more things, such as a cat bed, more toys to spoil him with, a pet carrier, a top for the litter box, etc....I also plan to get a harness for him, so that I can walk him outside. We live in an apartment, and I think walking a cat outside could give it a lot more exercise than a two-bedroom apartment could.
A character utters that phrase in the first few pages of The Pillars of the Earth--which, by the way, was an excellent read. Slow to start, yes, but once I got into it, I just couldn't stop. I also almost cried at the end.....
But what's really important? Thanks to Ken Follett's wonderful book, I can look out my window and say that it is indeed pissing rain.
I know, because I rode my bike home from work in it. The sirens didn't start until after I got inside, though.
Amy is... --Listening to the rain and the tornado sirens. --Reading another Jacqueline Carey book.
busy
bouncy
amused
curious