Another beat in the drum.

Ah. I am done at the Census and I am not complaining. I was completely tired of their bullshit, but at least they paid me well. I have enjoyed spending my money a little more freely. I brought myself a wide screen HD computer monitor and a very very nice phone - that cost me 200 dollars after resigning up. I will also be paying for my hotel room for the weekend so I may have my own room, and I am paying rent for the next of the year - which is only 50 dollars a month. I also need to fix a pipe in my car. My boyfriend will put the part in for me, but it will cost about 100 dollars for the part. We'll see what happens.

This weekend I will be going to National Rock Fest - nationalrockcon.com. I will be working there, and have been doing it as an internship for the last five months. I wasn't the best intern, sadly, because of this job, but I hope I can at least help out this weekend. I know that the runners of the event don't hold it against me and I am thankful for that.

I got to go back to working on my writing for the Master's Degree I am working on. They are asking for a 'Writer's Resume' and a 'Writer's Journey'. I am not the best at writing on demand, so this is becoming a little bit of a struggle, but I need to get back into writing. Wish me luck everyone!

This question haunts me right now. I write because there are other people in my brain yelling at me to tell their story. I write because I must. There is no way to explain to non-writers how it feels to be haunted. To have them pace back and forth taping their fingers against your every moment until you release them through your fingertips onto what media you are using be it a typewriter or a pencil or a keyboard to the computer.

Those creatures, both good and bad, weak and strong, must be released or I would become insane. There is a feeling that comes over you as you write of freedom. A freedom that can not exist anywhere else. The people and things that find themselves upon the screen or on the paper, they can do anything. They can fly, sing, cry. They are the only real things that are free in my life. And only after they escape me.

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My Day off wasn't very off

I drove to New York, got lost twice. Got my parents, and ended up going home and getting two phone calls on the way home about work. That was a good half of hour of my time, and after my father was a jerk - so mom and I went out to On The Border - got another call. Then when I got home I had to grab the paperwork I have to do tomorrow from my Crew Leader - and he got lost on the way to my house, so there was another 15 mins of my day. My day off wasn't very off. At least I get paid for my time.

Is today over?

I am starting to get seriously bored. I am sitting at the computer trying to figure out what I should do for the next 30 or so minutes. I have to be at my meeting at 5:45ish, but that is 45 mins from now, and the place is less than a mile away. I am starving and I am trying to decide if I want to eat at the place. Everyone in the group talks crap about this place, but its a classic part of West Haven. I really wanna just hit some negative people.

I could leave now, grab some food, and sit and read and eat or something. I always feel so funny doing that, but hey it might be a good idea.

It is soo windy out the trees are moving, and I am slightly scared. Someone hide me!

Sucky Day

Ugh. Today completely sucked butt. First, went to work - which wasn't so bad tho I hated the idea of waking up. Work was fine, I supervised one girl, and I couldn't touch base with the second one so I was just kinda there doing simple enough paperwork. Well, on brake I ran to grab my boyfriend from his house to bring him to mine so he could use my fathers car for a few day... Well, getting off the exit my call started being very loud. I thought my muffler finally said goodbye, when I pulled into his house I got out to look at the car, and I had a flat tire... well my break turned into the day being over. :(

Boyfriend put on donuts. Dounut was empty and the boyfriend has an air pump, but it was empty... and his car barely works. That's why I was picking him up. After sitting there for 10 mins trying to find someone who can come and grab his air pump thing, he ended up just driving his car to the gas station - which thankfully is only a few blocks away, and then come back. We then had to go back by the station to finish filling up my tire.

After all the drama, I didn't get home until 7:30...

That was enough bs, then I am playing with The Devil, the kitten of the house, and I was gently tugging his arm to get him closer and his arm suddenly froze. I thought I had really hurt him. He was flipping out, and unable to move his arm at all. I thought maybe I disjointed him or something. He even hissed at my dog, which is off because he thinks The Dog is his other half. I finally tried to pick him up and as I did it I felt his shoulder fall back into place. He was in complete shock as he started off, so I picked him up and hugged him for a few good minutes.

Thankfully, after a few minutes he was back to his evil self trying to eat my hand. I put him down and he walked away as if nothing happen, now I am in more shock than him. He bit my foot after he came back, so I guess he is telling me he has forgiven me, because his just that Evil. The Cat who thinks he is a dog who thinks he is a cat... ugh.

Then after all this drama I decided I needed Dominos, which is SOOO bad for you. So. Domino's Cheesie Bread and a Breadbowl was for dinner.. can I close off the blood going to my heart quicker?

Hopefully tomorrow will be better, but I don't think I should hold my breath.

Day Two in Field

Well. I will be at this for what they want to say eight weeks, but I really don't believe that. One of our binders are suppose to last a week, most of the people almost finished theirs yesterday. So this should be interesting.

My back is killing me, and my head wants to hurt. I just wanna crack my back slowly and lay down in bed to stare at my tv, but I gonna go out in a few minutes - depending on how long 20YrOldGirl gets to her spot and starts walking about.

Awake. I swear

I should have got myself a cup of coffee already, but I will live. I am half asleep and half awake. It is completely fun! I have to offically start working at "1" but I do not believe I am going out until about 1:30 - because I wanna give the little worker bees time to start getting used to their job a little.

A fat little cat just decided to stand on my shoulder. He is completely odd some days. He went from trying to drink my dogs waterbottle out of his crate to jumping onto the back of my high backed computer chair and paw at my shoulder for attention. His getting to about 9 months old. And he is a complete goof. It is fun to watch, but he loves to knock things over -.-

- DONE!!

New to Blogger

Well I am new to Blogger. I am somewhat new to Tweeter, and my friends have got me addicted to joining contest.

So I joined for http://hookedonyabooks.blogspot.com/2010/05/super-huge-mega-crazy-birthday-bash.html :D

- Kris!!