Happy Birthday to Me! :)

Yes, dear readers. Tomorrow is my birthday! I’m turning 27, but sometimes my life’s experiences make me feel older… I’ll share them with you now…

If you don’t know me personally, I tried out college for several years, and decided that it wasn’t for me. But leaving school and entering the real world has been probably one of my worst decisions of my life, as most of companies that would be willing to hire somebody who’s as hard-working as I am are turned off by my lack of degree. So, stay in school people!!!

Having a sister that acts worse than I did at her age is another of my life experiences that have made me feel older. She’s only 9 years younger (and just about to graduate high school, I might add), but she keeps thinking she’s older than she is. She has been the cause of ALOT of drama over the past few months. I’m not sure she realizes that not EVERYTHING is about her and what she wants. It’s gotten so bad, that I don’t even want to talk to her anymore. Mostly because when we DO get the chance to talk/ get together, she either asks me for favors or she starts talking to me about how much our mom doesn’t get her. Or how she’s stunting her growth into college… That’s bad, right? My not wanting to talk to her sometimes, I mean… I’m sure everything’ll settle down as soon as my sister realizes that nobody is out to get her. Once she enters the real world, she’ll realize that the world doesn’t revolve around her. At least, I hope so…

I guess the last of the things that have recently started to make me feel old, is seeing all of my younger cousins (and siblings, as well) go off to college and leave with offers for AWESOME jobs while I’ve been fighting to get ANY job at all… Yes, I’ve had time to read and write as much as I want, but sometimes I wish I HAD gotten my degree. Today’s economy has made me think along these lines again. The eve of my 27th birthday has also been one of these things. I have an AWESOME job that makes me never want to leave at the end of the day. This fact alone, is VERY rare… Especially given the fact that I don’t have a degree… I’m such a kid at heart, that working for the Entertainment company I got hired for is perfect for my personality… But the only wrench in this whole line of thinking, is that I was one of the oldest people in my orientation group. I guess I still look like I’m in high school, because one of the ladies asked the group at large what date we all graduated. It’s funny, but it makes me feel old sometimes to be put in that category. Oh well!

On better tides, my birthday plans. I’m going over my parents’ house and we’ll be having pizza and cake. Seeing my family and Empty’s is going to be fun! We’ll be eating and talking about some details about Empty and my wedding Party. That’s ALWAYS good, in my book… I ALWAYS have fun hanging around with both my moms and my dads! YAY CAKE!!!

Quotes from friends.

Hey all. I’m just stopping by on my long list of things to do (mostly because I was taking a break from application dropping!) to show you a quote I found that fit my mood this week. I have my friend Jocelin on Facebook to thank for this one. And, here’s the quote…

“We could all take lesson from crayons: Some are sharp some are beautiful some have weird names, and all are different colors but they still learn to live in the same box. I am the author of my life. Unfortunately I’m writing in pen and I can’t erase my mistakes.”

Interpret this, if you will… and then you have my current mood…

ipad scam.

Of coarse there’s an ipad scam. If there’s something hot out there to get and the general public cannot afford it, there’s going to be a “free” scam for it. What am I talking about? Well, Facebook has been hacked for the zillionth time today. All because some stupid person decided to click on the “free ipad if you join this group” link. Dunno who it is, but there you go. Don’t blame the creators of Facebook. You only have yourselves to blame if you get scammed!

A rule of thumb that I follow. If it seems to good to be true, then it isn’t. Ipad just came out. How the hell do you think that they’ll be GIVING them the hell away yet? Remember, we live in a world that revolves around money. The creators of the Ipad will milk us for all of the money they can get out of it. It’s just a fact with anything “new and upcoming” out in that world of ours. So, nothing is TRUELY free. Especially if you have to do something like clicking on a link that says “free ipad if you join this group.” Then I’m sure they want your e-mail address and personal information. Uh, duh! They’re setting you up for a fool. They want to scam you!

Think about these pearls of wisdom before you click something like that, you dumb ass.

Now because of one such dumbass, Facebook has gotten hacked. Possibly all of it’s users as well. Nice going, dick wad!

Scratch That!

To all those that were as excited as I was, nevermind. The show is finished before it even started up again. It figures that once again, a girlfriend of mine stabs me in the back because I say something she doesn’t like. All I asked from Phoenix was to dial back her enthusiasm and pressure a bit so that I could relax and write all the things that I needed to make the show as big a success as we had been dreaming. Oh well. Differences of opinion have always been around, and I guess I’ll just have to accept it.

Yes, she and I have since talked it through and agreed never to use the same pictures and the GIRLZ logo. But I still kinda feel wierd about ever working with her again. We’ve agreed that maybe in the next week or so, we’ll go have coffee some time and just shoot the breeze and catch up like we were originally going to do in the studio. I think we were better friends than working partners, and I tried to express that to her on Saturday when she called.

Through this whole thing, I’ve realized that I’m teacher material, not DJ material. You’ll be happy to know, I’ve started the application process. If I get a full money loan, then I’ll go. With any luck, I’ll be going to school at the same time my sister goes. (She was ecstatic, about that part when I told her yesterday, BTW. . .)

For those of my friends on Facebook who got invites to the fan page, I have to apologize for it disappearing. And for bothering you several times with all the contests and GIRLZ-related adds we kept sending you. If you were wondering about what happened to the fan page, I have to admit to you that it was gone before I even realized it Thursday night. Apparently, she had the same fear that I did about me using the logo she created as well. So she took it down. Let me know in a rude e-mail, but she took it down and let me know about before I even knew she and I were in a fight.

I love Phoenix as an individual, don’t get me wrong. She and I have always had a difference of opinion about how fast and how far to take the things we undergo. That’s pretty much a given. Even when we were back at CSB, I admired her for knowing who she was. She always goes for what she wants out of life, and she wants to not feel held back. Both by a guy OR a girl with commitment issues. She’s high strung, but I DO like that in her, because that’s who I really am. I don’t show it as much as I used to when I was younger. Mostly because life hasn’t been the best to me… She’s older than me, so she’s always had more experiences than me, but I’ve always admired what she’s overcome. Hell, when we met for the first time in class, she made me want to be as out of my shell as she was. She’s been burned by people she’s worked with, as have I. She’s actually done a better job of protecting herself that I have against that. She takes a surgical strike, while I still tend to pussyfoot around and get upset when somebody stabs me in the back. I WANT to be able to do that.

You’ll be happy to know, dear readers, that yours truly managed to stand up to someone who has been a friend of mine and who has had a previous record of Mack-trucking me! That alone, should make you proud of me! Anyway, back to the real world with me!
Have a Blessed Work Week!

New Week, New Project

DJ Silver and Phoenix in the house once again! What does that mean, exactly? Well, she and I are going to be recording a new segment of our show. We haven’t done this since we graduated CSB in 2005. We thought it about time. If you want to join, please feel free. Details were put up on Facebook under the fan page for GIRLZ. (that IS the name of the show, after all!!!!) So go there and become a fan. Hopefully soon, we’ll be streaming it live via itunes. Maybe. Don’t jinx us yet. It’s still all in the works. . .
YAYYY. I’m SOOO freaking excited!

Yesterday VS Childhood

Alright. So the weather outside inspired me to put a post from “Winnie The Pooh and the Blustery Day” on Facebook. To my surprise, most of my family joined in. This is what we were referencing;

The Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down
From:  Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day
Written by: Richard M. Sherman and Robert B. Sherman

The rain rain rain came down down down
in rushing rising rivlets
Till the river crept out of its bed
and crept right into Piglet’s
For Piglet he was frightened with quite a rightful fright
And so in desparation a message he did write
He placed it in a bottle and it floated out of sight
And the rain rain rain came down down down
so Piglet started bailing
He was unaware atop his chair
while bailing he was sailing
And the rain rain rain came down down down
and the flood rose up-up-upper
Pooh too was caught and so he thought
I must rescue my supper
Ten honey pots he rescued enough to see him through
But as he sopped up his supper
The river sopped up Pooh
And the water twirled and tossed him
In a honey pot
… rain rain rain came down down down
when the rain rain rain came down down down … (fade)

Stupid Wake-Up Calls

Dear Stupid Telemarketing Company,
No, we will NOT admit to being home when you called us at 8 AM this morning. No, we will NOT admit to being home when you called at 8:30. No, I will not be picking up my cellphone if you don’t allow it to ring on my end. All you’ve done this morning by calling twice before 10 AM has made the anti-morning people in this household pissed off and cranky on your ass. Thanks Assholes. Thanks for being the inconsiderate assholes that you are. Now, just bite me.
One Very Pissed-Off Wiccian