Slinky VS the Economy

I try. I really do. But sometimes, I feel like I'm single handedly trying to save the economy from destruction.

I mean, I buy more groceries than I need. I buy DVD box sets. I get friends b-day presents. I've seen two movies in a month. Oh, and, of course, I bought a new pair of the cutest little gray boots yesterday. I eat at restaurants. I just waste money all around!

I spend and I spend and the economy just doesn't pull through. *Sigh* What is a girl to do? I guess a debit card does not a super power make.

Until next time...

Welcome 2009

Tis the season to watch House. We all know that Patricia and I have a television addiction. We don't actually watch live tv, but we get addicted to shows that we "must" own. Our newest must--and I say 'our' because, while I've adored House in the past, I wasn't addicted to him until Mom received seasons one and two for Christmas, and Patricia didn't watch much House at all until her mom received season four for Christmas--is...well if you haven't guessed you should just take a bullet right now. Seriously. I have no patience for dumb.

Anyhow, I just thought I'd begin my new year on that note.





I also read (and adored) Artemis Fowl: The Time Paradox over the holiday. I liked the shippy draw between Holly and Artemis and the appearance of everyone's favorite demon. Overall, it was fun--check out the series, if you haven't in the past.






Resolutions? Not really: be healthy and productive. Have fun. Do something. Don't waste another year! Yeah, I waste years. I eat them for supper. They taste like chicken.

I also dislike people. Like people, neighbors, other than K and H--I really don't like them. I could do without most of them. And I really wish noobs could have their own floor. Anyhow, that's my House moment for the day. People hatin'. Sometimes I thinkI should live in a world with only, say, a dozen people allowed. Can we say "Eden".

Onward...I feel so lost without procrastination. Oh, wait, I am procrastinating: I should be writing right now... Well, I guess I can't get away for too long, can I?

Goodnight for now.

At least you're alive...

My Christmas wasn't that bad, not really. Not in comparison.

Last year my mom was sick. This got me thinking. She had a bad fight with a kidney stone and suffered from infection and sepsis. She has had blood poisoning in the past. A total of four times (once within her pregnancy with my half sister, then with me, then with two of her many kidney stones). Thinking about that, and the fact that the mortality rate is around 20%, puts me on edge, but it also makes me thankful. Alive. We're alive for another holiday.

Sure, there might be crying and screaming and more crying. Let me tell you, I had to put the broom down at one point this holiday. For sake of criminal charges, I won't explain that statement more than this: don't yell at someone and not expect me to interfere. I interfere--it would be best if the person making the offensive statements wasn't around me when I have a weapon. Anyhow...onward.

My point is, no matter the depressing state, there's always that one little thing that gives you an edge: you know you're alive. If you're reading this, you're alive. You're here, even if no one else is, even if your life is falling apart around you. Alive. And, likely, well. For the moment.

So be thankful and take advantage of that. I don't seize the day. I am the day. I lay on my Roman pallet and dine on dark chocolate. I think about life. I live. I live. I live.

So there.

I hope everyone had a great holiday! But if not. Well, you know.

Let Me Lie to Myself, Please!

So, I'm no longer feeling productive, just brain dead. Seriously, I spent about thirty minutes staring at the screen of my inbox, nodding my head to the rhythm spewing out of my head phones. I would love to say that my creative burst from Saturday carried on through Sunday, but it didn't. My Chaucer paper ended up a little late, but it was the best I could do. Or maybe it wasn't. Just let me lie to myself, please. Okay?

Good. We're going to get along splendidly.

I'm feeling a bit lost in my writing right now. I don't know what direction to go in or what story to finish. I suppose that's why I'm going back to my fanfiction. It really inspires me to get my writing act together. Plus, folks threatening to kill you if you don't update gets you moving.

I'm exagerating. Hunt down and beat up, yes. But no death threats. Not yet.

This week is exam week. What do I have left? Only two exams. Just two. Granted, one of them is for a class I'm very close to failing, so it's a big deal. Anyhow, at this very moment, I have enough free time to begin thinking about my Christmas holiday to-do list. It involves a lot of read and writing and cleaning. And then there's the shopping aspect. I feel awful, but I honestly don't have that many gifts for my family this year.

My friends have awesome gifts. And don't tell me to get my priorities straight, because, to me, my friends are my family. They're that important.

Let's phase out of that fluffy moment...

Regardless of the awesome gifts for my friends, I sure my family members want their damn stockings filled. So, yeah, that's at the top of my to-do.

Merry Beginning of the Pre Christmas Blogging extravaganza.

Much Love,
*Slinky*