Thursday Thirteen #1

Thirteen things I cannot live without:

1) Music - It's my life.

2) My journal - I always have way too many things on my mind and I need a non-destructive way to let out my feelings.

3) Soda - Preferrably diet Vault. I don't like regular sodas. The sugar makes me kind of irritable.

4) Ramen noodles - No cooking talent whatsoever.

5) Internet - I'm so addicted, it's not even funny.

6) My "herb box" - You figure it out.

7) Rice Krispies treats - Because they're just awesome.

8) Black men's Vans sneakers - Why men's shoes? Because I can't ever find the right sneakers in the women's section. And Vans are the most comfortable brand I've ever worn.

9) Man deoderant - I'm not afraid to admit that I have a little sweating problem.

10) Lip gloss - Because I despise dry lips.

11) Black nail polish - Yes, it's a bit overdone, but it looks so good on me.

12) My doggy - I've always been very close with my pets.

13) Cute underwear - I wear low jeans and there is no way that I'm wearing granny panties with them. And I know that I have a nice butt, so I need something nice for it to wear.

Wordless Wednesday #2

Tuesday's Tales #1

Halloween is upon us. Let’s talk about it.

- Do you decorate for the holiday or hide from it? Tell me about it.
I love Halloween, also known as Samhain in my beliefs. When I lived with my mother (whose birthday falls on that day), we decorated for it every year. But now that I'm living in an apartment with "the dude", we probably won't decorate. Every day is Halloween at our place.. we're just weird like that.

- Do you dress up? What will your costume be if you do?
Kind of.. although it's not too much of a change for me. I have an extensive collection of gothic clothing that I wear often.

- What has been your best costume to date?
That would probably my black cloak. It's simple, warm, and the perfect thing to wear while scaring the crap out of people.

- Your worst costume?
The worst costume that I can remember is the bedsheet I wore when I was three or four years old. It was kind of a last minute thing. And to top it off, it rained so hard that evening, so I was a cold, wet little ghost.

- Do you scare easily? Tell me about your best scare.
Not really.. only when it comes to ghosts. I'm not worried about monsters or whatever, I'm afraid of what I CAN'T see. I've had several experiences with this (thanks to my mother, who I got my "psychic" abilities from), and things seem to happen at least once every few days- doors opening and closing, unexplainable breezes, voices, funny smells, etc.

Want to join in on this meme? Go to Tuesday's Tales.

Returning from a brief vacation..

Yuuup.. I needed about a week of relaxation, even from blogging. Things have been a bit stressful lately and I decided to occupy myself with music, friends, learning to cook new things, and some other stuff.

To get back into the posting spirit, I decided to join a meme called Tuesday's Tales, but I'm a little frustrated at the moment because the topic hasn't been posted yet and I'm getting a bit antsy.

And if you've got the time, pay a visit to Dick Small's Blog. I like to drop in now and then for a good chuckle. (Look at that, I used the word "chuckle"!)

Urrrg.. hope the questions are posted soon..

Wordless Wednesday #1

A concert, a long wait, and a lot of stoned people.

Tool. F*cking. Rocked.

We left town somewhere around noon on Monday. The drive down to Wilkes-Barre, PA was about three hours.. and then we had to wait in the parking lot for another four. I was so excited, the wait was unbearable.. but we made it through. The guys kept it interesting.

I was a bit paranoid though because I noticed a lot of people kept watching me. But whatever.

When they finally opened the gates, the security people lined up to search the crowd for drugs, weapons, etc. I was cool with it.. until they put on latex gloves. Right then, I got nervous. (I hate when people I don't know try to feel me up and then it starts to look like they're going to perform a cavity search.. what the hell?) But it all turned out all right. I just got a quick patdown from a scary lady twice my size and was ushered through the door.

After a lecture about drugs, moshing, and crowd surfing from a senior citizen with a megaphone, the guys and I went to the bathroom, got some beverages, and found our seats.

I wasn't all too thrilled with the opener, Isis. I liked the overall style of the music (kind of a cross between Opeth, Tool, and The Gathering), but it needed to be cleaned up a bit. It was far too muddy and the guys needed to work on their stage presence. But I also took into consideration that Isis is still an up-and-coming band and probably hasn't done a show like this before. Give it maybe another year and they'll be at the top of their game.

Then the magic happened.. Tool took the stage and twenty bajillion things happened at once. Wailing guitars, drums and bass felt in your chest, psychadelic swirls projected onto the white stage, a high Maynard.. it was great. And then they busted out the laser lights. The musicianship and production completely blew my mind.

After the show, we hung out in the parking lot for at least half an hour, waiting for the rush to leave, and found our way to the nearest truck stop restaurant. We were a rowdy bunch, but we left the waitress a good tip.

And then my MOTHER calls me at 2:15 a.m. to check on me. (I hope I didn't make a fool of myself while talking to her.. I don't remember the conversation at all.)

And then we all finally made it home somewhere between 4 and 4:30 a.m. I can only imagine what time it would've been if we decided to go to the afterparty. I'm glad we didn't.. we were exhausted.

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I filled out a long form and took a literacy test up at Sanmina this morning. Hopefully I'll get a job.. I don't see a reason for them not to hire me. If they don't give me a call by Friday, I'm going to "get all up in their Koolaid" and see what's going on. I need money, damn it!

And while I still have some spare time, I've decided to learn some stuff by Dream Theater. I've been playing keyboards for a year now, so I figured it's time to challenge myself. I'm getting a little bored with the Evanescence, Black Sabbath, Nightwish, etc. and it would be cool to learn my favorite song of all time, "Endless Sacrifice". We'll see how it goes.

What the hell?

I should stop attempting to clean out my computer before it melts my brain.

My buddy Ray just posted this up on MySpace and I thought it was funny enough to share:

President Bush, Condoleezza Rice, and Dick Cheney were flying on Air Force One. George looked at Condoleezza, chuckled and said, "You know, I could throw a $1,000 bill out of the window right now and make somebody very happy.
Condoleezza shrugged her shoulders and replied, "I could throw ten $100 bills out of the window and make ten people very happy."

Cheney added, "That being the case, I could throw one hundred $10 bills out of the window and make a hundred people very happy."

Hearing their exchange, the pilot rolled his eyes and said to his co-pilot, "Such big-shots back there. Shit, I could throw all of them out of the window and make 56 million people very happy."