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Every time I have a great story or wording that I want to post on here it is when I am outside, in the car, or anywhere that is no where near my laptop. I do have my MP3 player that can record. I need to try and remember that so I can babble to it and later type it up. Of course the best stuff that I want to write about is when I am laying in bed trying to sleep and my head goes through the swarming thoughts.

I also need to look through the CSS and remember how to fix the font style and size. It has been years and years since I have hand coded though so I am probably screwed up. I may try to convince Sarawr to help code a new layout with me. Something that still has the random images but the images that I have created. I feel like such a sell-out by using someone else’s design. Way back in the day I had people asking me to help them with designs. Wow. How my loser self has changed.

The hematoma in my left index finger is almost gone. Accidentally hitting the open door of the deli meat case instead of having my hand go through it to grab the sandwich was an amazingly fucked up accident. Hit it in just the perfectly fucked up way to cause such damage. I really need to get out of the deli. Smelling the meat is disgusting and it is not what I want to do. I may ask one of the corporate pet stores what they would pay me and then ask my old corporate pet store if they would pay the same. I am only wanting part time work instead of full-time as before.

I am officially able to go to school in the fall. Sort of. I do not qualify for any FAFSA. I /may/ qualify for something that WCC may offer me but that would most likely be in a reimbursement style. I have decided to ask my father to help pay for college in exchange to take it out of my portion of the inheritance when he passes on. Suckage but it is the only way I can go to school right now with out getting in more mounds of debt. And it would be nice for my grandfather and father to hopefully see me start a career or at least on the path to one before they pass on.

Paying for my medications and medical insurance and doctors visits are a whole other story. Hurry up Obama, I am sorry Bush left you with lots of shit to clean up.

Washington is doing its typical spring time weather teasing again. Nice and sunny with no clouds in the sky for two days, pouring down rain, windy and stormy for a few more. Rinse and repeat. Just now as I type this up the sun is coming out from the dark gray clouds that splattered rain against the windows. Seriously? Make up your fucking mind! I do love when it is raining as the sun is shining brightly against your face. The colours that gleam in the rain drops as they hit my eyelashes is so gorgeous. It is almost (not even close) to witnessing the Aurora Borealis. Pictures do no justice to how the world feels surrounding you in those moments. There is no crackling with sunny rain droplets though.

Makes me want to stand in the middle of our compound to do pirouettes and arabesques.

A few months ago I realised how far the progress on my shoulder/neck rehabilitation has gone by just working in the deli. The chubs of meat and blocks of cheese typically weigh between 5-15lbs. When I first started working in June, I was only able to carry one at a time with both hands. Now I can carry one or two in each hand. People have noticed that my arms look smaller as with my legs. Good, now I just need to work on my stomach. One of the most difficult parts to exercise with out causing stress on my neck/shoulders and back. I do not want to over exert any of those and have my progress be thrown backward again.

I have thought about taking up swimming. I use to swim all the time in Alaska in our lake. Now I will not set foot in cold water because of the 15+ years of that but I still enjoy swimming. I have been postponing it for years now because of my hair and the chlorine murdering my beautiful gorgeous healthy hair. It is long enough that I feel trying to put a swim cap on will be more of a fight than it is worth but we will see I suppose. I just got it dyed and trimmed from my stylist at an Aveda salon. More of the natural line of hair and body products. It is a black cherry colour. One of my favourite that has ever been on my head. I bought special shampoo and conditioner to help keep it from fading as fast. If I go swimming it is guaranteed to leak all over the pool and fade extremely quickly.

I also got a piercing I never thought I would receive after I had my hair dyed. I went into my piercer to get a 12gauge needle for Slushy (The first Slush was accidentally left at the hotel in Anchorage) to pierce his ear with the 12g CBR. I have a thing for piercing my stuffed animals. My ex gave me a piggie and duckie and the piggie ended with two safety pins in one ear with one in the other. This time I am high class and want real jewelry. My piercer gave me a funny look when I explained why I wanted the needle. I looked through the glass case at jewelry. “Hey, do you have time to put a nose stud in me?” He looked at two preppy girls that just came in asking for the “Monroe” piercing. “Yup.” He told the girls it will be a few minutes as he had to quickly pierce a nose.

Earlier that day I had my blood drawn. The nurse poked my vein more hard than the piercing in the nose was. I did not feel the needle or titanium stud going through. My eyes watered which is guaranteed with a healthy sinus system. He said I had a nice squishy nose. I am still unsure of how much of a compliment or insult that really is. Either way, I now sport 16 different piercings on my body. When I put my eyebrow stud in that makes 17. No tattoos yet. The reason why I never wanted my nose done is because I have severe allergies and am always rubbing my nose, sneezing, dripping faucet style. And, I have issues with anything going into my nose. For years doctors have tried to get me to use nasal sprays for my allergies. No. I always cringe and unconsciously jerk my head back when they check my nasal passages with their scope thingy. Do not worry about me ever riding the white pony.

It is a gorgeous day outside. I need to stretch the legs and move my arms around to help with the weight loss and strengthening of the fucked upper body.