11 posts tagged “birthday”
I've decided to brew up some mead. For those of you unfamiliar with what in the name of pants I'm going on about, please, do let me clarify. Mead is an alcohalic beverage made from honey. (I can see Niki's eyes widening already. XD) I also added apple slices and small amounts of cinnamon, ginger, allspice, nutmeg, cloves, and cardamom. It will be ready in exactly two months - on October thirty-first. Since this is my first go at it, I'm just doing a gallon.
Also, some time this coming month I'm going to make some cider, so that it will be mellowed nicely in time for my twenty-first birthday. Though it'll probably just save a little for that night, because apparently I'm going barhopping. XD It should still taste nice after just a few months of aging, so it'll be nice to have for late fall and early winter.
I'm making an awesome silver chain for the pendant I made last night.
And my sister moved out and is in an apartment with two guys and a girl.
Bryan and I plan to visit in October or November.
I'm spending the night at my mom's Thursday and we're watching Twilight.
Leo's such a good snugglecat.
^-^
That's what my aunts call me now, after seeing what I wore to Chris's first gig last night. I was damn cute, though. XD
And it didn't bother me anyway, after Aunt Donna told me that at work, her cake said "Happy Birthday Hooker".
I love my family.
The show was fucking amazing. I'm very proud of Chris's drumskillz. People even started moshing. Including Young Bryan. XD Only bad part about it was that Nick kept saying dumb shit between songs, like that he felt like he was going to puke and stuff. But if they knock that off and gain a bit more confidence stage-presence-wise they'll go far fast.
Also. Fitz was on stage for the performance, and I got kickass pictures with the band. I look like I belong in it. *SINGS FOR THEM* I CAN BE THEIR AMY LEE. ONLY BLONDE (*SCARES AMY LEE*). AND HOLDING A STUFFED MOOSE/REINDEER MASCOTT.
OMG I CAN BE NANA! *finds a cooler band XD!!!* KUZN! WIG-BORROWING TIME!
Btw. SO my idea to put Fitz on stage. I'm awesome. *emoheart* XD
Afterwards, Bryan had previous plans to visit a pallypal, so I rode to the afterparty with Aunt donna. Me and Devin were larfing and I was still dancing like crazy. Since all of my festivaling and bellydance classes, I'm no longer shy about dancing AT ALL. So, basically I never stop. But anyway, me and Devin got to talking about a lot of *bizarre whistley noise of paranormality*. BUT. I have so much to tell him about what I've learned in no seat belt land (which I'll of course leave the seatbeltlessness bit out of moooostly) and teach him a bit about how to protect himself better with magick. He knows very little about defensive/basic protective skills and they'll really help him out. So I'll be going over there Thursday after work so we can hang out down by his beach and talk privately for a bit, then have the typical Aunt Donna's bonfire later on, since I'm off on Fridays and can just crash there that night. It'll be sweet. Devin's usually cool one-on-one.
In other news (XD) we've got two new girls at work to replace Jessica and Melissa. Their names are Jessie and Debbie. Jessie is a sixteen-year-old secret spy (friend of the owners' family), and Debbie is just psychotic and obnoxious, and middle-aged. XD Poor Halle has to train them to death and be trapped with them in the evenings now.
They may be trying to get rid of Judge Tim (TERRIBLE!!!) because he's been having (work-stress induced) panic attacks and calling off like three days a week for the last month or so with crazy thyroid shit and what seems to be a touch of depression. But he might actually be trying to get fired so he can collect unemployment and properly search for a better job without being all stressed out while doing it. Which we're ALL hoping for at least a little bit. XD
Except for Little George.
He's too proud of his work.
My bellydance class at the wellness center isn't continuing in the fall because I'm basically the only one who always showed up. XD BUT my teacher also teaches at a dance academy (SO FUCKING COOL!) where I'll be continuing, learning with students who've already been in bellydance for three years, and Nicole (my teacher) said I fit in perfectly with them and am doing a great job. I went to the last summer class there on Tuesday night and it was much more fast-paced, but I still did great. I like this speed better. I get to learn more faster. And since this is a real dance school, there's a recital at the end of the season with a real costume and everything. I'm ecstatic! I'm getting myself a full-length mirror so I can practice better at home. It makes practice worlds better to be able to see yourself.
I'll be good enough to perform or teach... or both. I'm awesome!!! And proud of myself. ^-^
Also, Mike's birthday was on Wednesday, and after work (he got his new jarb he wanted so badly! Yay!) he came over and we gave him a proper celebration, with a homemade (XD) giant chocolate chip cookie (cake thing) and present and card and funtymez. Even Leo came to the party.
We started painting Psychedellic Jesus.
The other night, Cameron and I stopped by Barnes & Noble to check out a terrible cd that the record store didn't have (for good reason)... and while we were there I picked up a couple things from their "Irish Display".
The music is to help find some proper
lullabies for my future children. XD
It has really old songs from a wide span of the erm... isles. XD
It's very pretty.
Darby's a classic and is watched in my house every Saint Patrick's Day. We have it on VHS, so I bought a DVD for both my mother and myself.
Her birthday's the day after.
At Niki's
Sunday
January 18th
Noon
So, last night Niki and I stayed up past 4am making red velvet puffs and filming a short... film about being locked in the bathroom. It was great. We loved it. It'll take us three years to edit this thing. AND we're using a shitty program. Hooray!
Today we're making a pie for the raw vegan potluck we're going to tomorrow (one of my crazy coworkers invited me). It's gonna have a nut/raisin crust, and a banana, apple, pear, orange, lemon, ginger, almond butter, and coconut butter filling. Blenders ftw. Maybe I'll put the spinach in. I'm not sure. Anyway, it's gonna be delicious and I can't wait to try it. ^-^
I also found that I love green tea with toasted brown rice. But no one else does. Except the crazies at work who sampled it and lufft it like me. XD
I got my shower filter and found out I can't get my old showerhead off because it's like... grouted on there. BUT. I BROUGHT IT TO NIKI'S AND USED IT HERE. I are soh sawft and helthee. Bjelis. :3
ALSO. Coolest thing ever:
My birthday this year is awesome. Here are my reasons:
- I turn twenty.
- It falls on Australia Day (every year).
- It falls on a new moon.
- It falls on the Chinese New Year.
I luvit. Pliss share in mah jooooi. ^-^
At Niki's
Tuesday
January 13th, 2009
2pm
Happy New Year.
Everything is constantly changing. I got a new job in the health food store I love so much, working in the juice bar. I miss my deli buddies, but my new job is so much better and I'm making good friends. Too bad they'll all eventually quit and/or move to California. Christmas was full of Hello Kitty. Cameron's becoming a voice actor and plans to get a house with a couple of his friends after this semester. I'm not ready to move in with him yet, but I'm still not sure what my plans for moving out are. I'm still saving for my degree and need a car/license before I feel comfortable moving out. Niki's back to obsessing over guys and forgetting the rest of the world exists. Who's the real Hachi in this friendship? I miss her. Even though we're in the same room.
She's getting on a plane (or two) by herself to go half way across the country to see this guy. But she's scared to take the bus 15 minutes down the street by herself.
I got a Nintendo DS (and Pokemon Mystery Dungeon / Hello Kitty PDA software) and DDR for my PS2.
I just bought an Aquasana shower filter to celebrate my first paycheck from my new job.
Cameron said his parents are thinking about giving or letting me borrow their laptop that they don't really need anymore to use for school. They think I'm just taking online classes from the local community college I went to for a semester and a half (ish), and don't know about the grandma-box situation. If they decide not to, I'm going to get a credit card and start building up good credit by buying a laptop (that I can afford to pay off right away). Hopefully I'll be back online soon.
My mom's getting off work now. Cameron didn't answer his phone, so I think he's in a class. I really need to see him.
I'm not taking the bus because apparently there's a rapist/theif with a gun on the loose (local enough for concern). I guess I'll end up leaving with my mom while Niki's still asleep.
I told Niki last night how I was upset about her ignoring me to talk to Brett the last three times I've come over. I tried all evening to get her to pay attention to me, but she was more interested in talking to him. Even though it's all she does, and she only sees me once a week (or less). I told her I don't care if she wants to talk to him, but that she shouldn't tell me she's going to hang out with me if she's just going to ignore me.
I finally got her to shut off the computer and watch the Nana anime with me, but I could tell she didn't want to and just felt bad about upsetting me. After the first episode ended she went in the bathroom and didn't come out for at least a half hour. I cleaned up the kitchen and got ready for bed. I wasn't enjoying forcing her to hang out with me, so I rolled over like fifteen minutes after she came back. I heard her get on the phone with Brett. I shut off the tv.
I don't know why I bother.
Thirteen days until I turn twenty.
I think I'll build a snowman when I get home.
Sunday, June 8th
4:30am
Best weekend I've had in like two weeks! It started on Thursday. Niki and I "went to Juli's house". Or so we said. XD I snuck her over for a peep hang! Now, this is a really HUGE deal because my mother is a psycho and hasn't let anyone but gramma and Cameron enter our house since we moved in here, two fstarcking years ago. Therefore, it is super top secret. No one knows but her dad, her boyfriend (who was there when her dad dropped her off), and my boyfriend. We had a super boiling/movie party BUT THERE WAS NO POPCORN! DOOOOOM!!! So we made fry things instead with awesome seasoningness. We are the expert chefs of the century, you know.
Niki has now seen The Preacher's Wife. And Akira. DAH. DAH. She covered what we did pretty well in her journal. XD But she didn't mention our little chat. Probably out of respect for my privacy. I hope. Teehee! Anyway, it was the sort of discussion that is ABSOLUTELY NOT FOR CHILDREN.
On Friday, Niki went home, then Cameron came over and charged the Doki-Doki-Dynamo after we went to the mall. We bought and watched Beat Angel Escalayer which has the most hilarious English dub since Garzy's fucking Wing. And I got Ramune (melon flavor, FAAAVORITE!), some chocolate koala things, and a smoothie type thing. It was my dessert since I had a HUGE salad (spinach, romaine, coconut oil, black pepper, sea salt, garlic powder, rosemary, and thyme). Cameron got Wendy's. XD He saved me a nugget! Soooo sweet!
Today, Cameron and I did our business business. From 1pm to 8pm. I was so proud of how it turned out. And we got to go for a ride around the block afterwards! And I got fifty-five bucks! We charged $150 for the job and split the money into three parts. Fifty for me, fifty for Cameron, and fifty for supplies. And on top of that we each got a five dollar tip! How fstarking awesome is that?! I did my first hardcore claybarring. Hellz yea.
Then after stopping at my house to charge mah lazah (SHOOP DA WHOOP!) and pick up le birthday card, we headed over to Devin's party. We were like five hours late, but I was still there for a solid four hours. It was so funny. Cameron was trying to play the drums while Devin played guitar, but Devin was too drunk to remember more than a measure of any given song, so Cameron had to stop drumming every ten seconds. He was SO annoyed, but his annoyed face was funny and adorable. XD Everybody was totally smashed by the time we got there. My drunk family is so cool. XD It's a shame my mom didn't take after THEM. Or, you know, anyone who doesn't control the Underworld.
Me and Niki made like five hilarious silent films of us dancing in this funny way that Cameron does sometimes to make into a .gif to send him. And Devin had a glass that said "F*CK OFF! It's my birthday!" on it, so we all started saying f(star)ck. The "f" and "s" are very close together, like in "sphere". Fstarck. Fstarcking. When Niki's boyfriend (Nick) came in the room we asked him to use fstarck (which he was completely clueless about the meaning of) in a sentence.
"The fstarck is the shizzle."
That pretty much sums that up. XD
Oh. And they turned off Loverboy.
Tisk tisk.
How fucking cool is this?! My mom and gramma left for our trip to West Virginia without me! And they won't be back until Sunday! I stayed home because me and Cameron have some business related business to take care of.
And also I want to go to Devin's 18th birthday party on Saturday. XD Apparently it's going to be "the party to end all parties" and will be even bigger than the Memorial Day party. WHICH WAS HUGE. At least to me. It was the first actual party I'd ever been to. You know, the type where there's drinking and dancing and live music (well, sort of). It was incredible! There were maybe thirty people there, and about three of us who didn't have any b00z0rz.
...
WELL. It's been a solid eleven hours or so since I started typing that. Cameron came over. And then I needed a couple fixes. I'm a youtube addict. I spent a good amount of time watching CommunityChannel and Kicesie's Sex Ed. But first I spent like three hours researching herbs. I love herbs. And then I took a bath with sea salt and peppermint tea bags. Niki's spending the night tomorrow. Probably after another CamcamHappyFunBootyCallTimez™.
Have I mentioned no one's allowed in the house?
Tuesday, April 22nd
9:23pm
HAPPY EARTH DAY!
In celebration, I hugged a tree.
TERRIBLY terribly sorry about my hiatus from journaling. I've just been so obsessive with everything that I do. I'll start something, and suddenly I have to go to bed because my mom will be up for work in ten minutes. That leaves very little time for... well, anything.
First thing's first.
I have become one (of two) mother(s) of a very sneaky little hamster. He also has two fathers.
His name is Takumi (derived from the main character of Initial D) and he lives in a college dorm room. (The name of the college and dorm room have been edited out for the sake of protection of the individual.) I'll have pictures ASAP.
My grandmother will be moving in with us this summer. It's top secret (as is Takumi) and no one in my family can know about it yet (besides Niki, because she can keep a secret AND we're planning home-related things).
Before we moved into this house a couple years ago, we lived with gramma. There was BARELY enough room. This house is less than half that size. This will be the reason I give my mother for why I'm moving out.
Hopefully she won't be as pissed as if I was just moving out because she makes me want to kill things. Namely her.
I got a bunch of stuff from the local health food shop that I'm super excited about. I'm crossing it off of my list until I run out again. I got Niki some stuff for her birthday (which is this weekend). MUAHAHAHAHA SECRETS.
Raw goats' milk. It's what Jesus would do.
Goats' milk is quite nearly in my possession. Raw, organic. Hand-milked into a jar and put in a fridge. I'm investing in a herd, buying a share of it so that I'm a partial owner of the herd (and therefore, of the milk). It's a lovely way to get healthy milk without breaking the state's raw dairy laws. Have I mentioned that I hate our government?
Also, Jonjon (who lives in our hat) has returned from his two year(ish) hat-party or whatever he was up to. He is The Great White Faggot of the North. And damned proud to be.
Also, Niki's reading 1984 in English and I'm super psyched to talk about it with her. EPIC book. I really hope her dad can get his own place soon. Sean(aka Andrew) is driving her up a wall with his selfishness and idiocy. Redundant. Hmm...
I've been playing my Pokemon Gameboy games a lot lately. Yellow and Silver versions. I have Crystal too. I want to get a Nintendo DS Lite and get Leaf Green/Fire Red and Diamond/Pearl (one of each / thing).
Wednesday, April 2nd
11:22pm
I hate when I don't write a journal for a long time, because I always feel like I need to catch up on every little detail I've missed.
So, I'll try to recapitulate without going overboard.
Last Wednesday Cameron stopped by (he brought Christina into town and they'd hung out at his house a bit) and gave me shoes he ordered me for our anniversary. He wanted me to come to the city with him overnight, but since my mom thought I'd have class the next day, I went on Thursday instead. We had a metric shit-ton of fun, particularly in the baseball department... but even more on Friday. And we took ten thousand naps, because we stayed up until... I think like 5am. I was so out of it that at one point I shouted,"SHIT! FUCK ASS TOURETTES!" And we made a white chocolate sandwich with Law & Order. He doesn't like it when I get into the details with the general public. XD
Then, Saturday was Niki's brother's birthday party (he's 15... OR IS IT 51?! AHAHAHAHA!!! How many times was that joke made during the cutting of the cake? Four?) and we basically spent the whole time watching funny videos online. I was introduced to the musical stylings of Richard Cheese, which are absolutely HILARIOUS. He covers songs like Welcome to the Jungle in a Sinatra-esque fashion. It's incredible. Also, my teeth turned green from the REALLY UGLY FROSTING BALLOONS. Then we went to Niki's dad's/boyfriend's/boyfriend's family's house and I met all the peeps there. It was fun and HOLY SHIT HOW IS IT ALREADY TEN O'CLOCK?! I need to start waking up before 2pm. I met everyone there, and me and Niki hid in the bathroom for girl talk about my SHIT! FUCK ASS TOURETTES! weekend, and I showed her yoga to clear up bits of Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging but we got interrupted before I could show her my cool move which is a lot like falling over... because it is (what did he call it when he came down the stairs? Lesbian orgy?) and drank three thousand cans of mountain dew half way.
Also, Nutty & Moosewinkle/I've got one hand in my pocket, and the other one is shooting you in the face. And my Aunt Donna told me hilarious stories about being drunk. One was from the night before. And I'm actually going to get to come to our family's 6th annual Memorial Day party FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER. I've already told Cameron to mark his calender. I can't wait to see my family drunk! I've never seen a drunk person in my entire life. At least not while they were drunk. I was always sheltered by my mother from these parties, but I'm not allowing it this year. I'm busting out from my shell!!!
Speaking of busting, I'm so sick of American bras. WHAT'S THIS?! SOMETHING ELSE AMERICA CAN'T GET RIGHT?! HOW SHOCKING! I've measured myself properly, according to two different systems. American, and English. When I was reading about the new English system last night, it was telling how the American system is WRONG and only applied in the 1930s when bras were first being designed. Nice work, England. Keeping up with the times.
English Version:
First, you measure all the way around your ribcage either just above or just below your nunga-nungas. If you get an odd number, round up to the next even one (they only make even numbered sizes). Then you measure all the way around your body, going over the fullest part of your chets. Then you subtract the difference. The number of inches determines the cup size.
American Version?
Exactly the same except for one thing. They tell you to add five inches to the first measurement. WHAT? On what planet does that make sense? Planet America. That's where.
My ribcage is 25 inches around. I round up to 26. My chets is 30 inches around.
According to Merry Old England I should wear a 26D. (I'm having trouble finding below a 28. Damn you, skinny ribcage.)
According to America, I should add five inches to the 25, coming up with 30 for my ribcage. But thirty is my chets measurement, too. So, I subtract the difference to find the cup size and get zero. So according to America, I'm a 30... Oh bloody hell.
Sunday, March 16
6:30pm
VERY productive weekend. ^-^
On Friday morning, Cameron and I went over to detail Mike whatshisname's wife's Cadillac, which was loads of fun, seeing as I hadn't detailed a car in MONTHS. It was really, really cold, though. But that's what I get for assuming that a heated garage will be warmer than it is outside and not wearing more layers. But yes, FluffnBuff, Day one was a complete success! We got a hundred dollars and split it evenly.
Needless to say, I bought a few things (I'll cross things off on my list accordingly):
- Burt's Bees Citrus Facial Scrub
- Burt's Bees Volumizing Pomegranate Shampoo (smells EXACTLY like cantaloupe. Don't question it, INDULGE.)
- A packet of stevia seeds so I can grow some myself (SO excited about finding that completely by chance!)
- Peppermint tea (which is steeping now. YES!!!)
- Soba noodles (organic buckwheat. I smell a peep hang feast.)
Technically, Cameron bought the last two, but I gave him a dollar for them. Really, though, I still owe him a bit of change. Anyway, I still have thirty bucks left, and we may even have another (75 dollar) job for next weekend. Same customer, different car. We'll be cleaning it up for him if he hasn't already sold it by then. Trailblazer.
Ahhhh. My tea is simply divine. I had two cups last night at Cameron's, but I was using this fancy brewing machine thing that belongs to his parents, so I didn't want to mess with the temperature. Anyway, this is much stronger than last night (because I boiled the water properly), which is making me sooo happy. I need to try some that is just spearmint. I've had a spearmint/peppermint blend, and just peppermint. I liked the first best, but this is still really good. GOOD FOH DIGESTION. And I want to get some that's whole leaves, rather than ground to a near-powder.
In... oh, what was the place? Started with an "M" and it was somewhere in the MOROCCO! That was it. In Morocco they take the fresh leaves (I think spearmint, but I'm not certain) and brew them, and sweeten it like crazy. It's supposed to taste like chewing gum. I really need more window sills.
So, Cameron and I went to the awesome local record shop yesterday, and it was SO much fun. He got his first brand new record (he's got a few that are certified pre-owned) which was by Yazoo. Not Yaz, as they're called in JUST the U.S. (which is now the name of a birth control pill, of all things) because this record was imported from England. You could tell because there was a sticker on it saying "Made in England".
He also found a live Steely Dan cd he's been searching for for AGES that's really cool and has varied versions of a ton of my favorite songs of theirs. We bought a DiGiorno like the one we had last weekend (as his house has nothing but his parents' diet food), and listened to that. It was so great. Then we set up his record player downstairs (it was in his room before) with these HUGE speakers, HUGE as in HUGE, meaning the size of a large child from the seventies. The speakers were from the seventies I mean, not large children. But you never know.
It sounded incredible! We just sort of stared at each other grinning when it started to play, then danced around forever. It makes me want to get a record player of my own, but then I remember that he'll share his with me when we're married. He already even lets me push the start button. ^-^ And dust it. And for "Only You" which I'm assuming is the name of the song, he was being all sweet and lovey, and it made me so happy I cried. He was just like, "It's okay, I'm not moving further away," in a sweet, silly little voice. God, I love him. He makes me melt.
God that record was glossy. I wanted to lick it, it was so glossy. But I didn't. For obvious reasons. Mainly concerning that it has no way of showing me its consent.
I have thirty dollars.
Next weekend is me and Cameron's third anniversary.
I'm making secret plans in my head. But I can't mention them here, as he reads this rather regularly.
I'm going a bit nutty because our anniversary is also on Easter, so I'll have to try to spend either Friday or Saturday with him. It depends on whether or not we're working, and on which day. And what his stupid parents want. I don't think his family even does anything on Easter, besides not let him see me. Gramma really wants him to come to dinner at her house. She can be so sweet. She wants him over every holiday, though. Mostly because she knows his family is crap at it and wants him to feel loved. XD
Update on the St. Patrick's Day front! Gramma is taking us out (us meaning me and my mother, bluuuuh) to dinner! Again, for her birthday. It was originally planned for Tuesday, making for a very dull day of Irish Joy (which is Great), BUT then we remembered that my mother scheduled my dentist appointment for Tuesday. I have to have sealant removed and replaced because there's a chip in it. It's just a coating of hard stuff they put over the grooves in your back teeth to help prevent cavities. But we're not sure how long I'll have to wait to eat afterwards, so tomorrow WE FEAST!
My mom actually made a half-decent meal for when gramma came over today. She made a roasted chicken in the oven, which was incredible. I can't even imagine how good it would have been if it had had any seasoning at all. Then there was stuffing from a box, actual potatoes that she mashed (with crap margarine and milk, OF COURSE), frozen corn, and weird lumpy gravy. If she had replaced a couple things with vegetables and maybe a bit of a hearty bread, that would have been an excellent meal. But it is a step up for her, at the very least. And the three meals I'd had before that were pizza (two yesterday and one the night before that). Even though it was labeled "dinner" it was technically my breakfast because we ate at about 2pm and I'd just woken up a bit before noon, and my mom wouldn't let me eat yet.
So many events! I feel like I'm leaving something out. I'll add it if I remember later, though. NOT TO WORRY!
Starting to get a bit hungry again. Maybe that's what my mom's banging about in the kitchen... about.
Good day.
