| Where's the love |
[15 Oct 2006|05:44am] |
God, I'm not good. All I want is a fucking hug amd someone to say "it's ok, I know it's tough", not more talk about my need for pills. Yes, I'm fucking crazy, yes I need pills, but until my insurance kicks in I don't get them. I feel unappreciated. I feel like crap. I'm all angsty and emo, and there's not enough nicotine in the world to mollify me.
Moreover...I feel like I'm not allowed to be angry or upset. I shouldn't lose my temper or be mopy...I feel like everyone comes down on me for this even though they have their off days to. I feel like I want a big dark,well organized, hole to crawl into. I want to be at work...where my only concern is work. It's my happy place.
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| Weird dream |
[19 Sep 2006|08:01pm] |
Before I go into this let me state that I am NOT a huge Inuyasha fan, although I do find it somewhat interesting.
So I had this dream in which Inuyasha and gang somehow travel to the Americas and encounter a tribe of Native Americans in the region tht is the southwest US. Anyway there's this super peaceful spirit/ deity (he had a name but I forget it) watching over this tribe, but he's upset because his people are being tormented by a spirit named Coyote. Yep, he's a trickster and all that. So, Inugang volunteer to rid the people of Coyote and do battle with him. So they fight in the heavens above and Coyote is defeated. However, it turns out that Coyote and the benevolent father spirit are intimately connected, almost like two faces of the same coin. Because people need a little bit of suffering or something. So tensaiga(?) sucks up Coyote and the other spirit as well, getting two new wonking powers from it. Both spirits are removed from these people's lives.
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| Huzzah |
[08 Sep 2006|11:54am] |
I work in a quality lab at a spice blending plant. Just to clarify. Yesterday I had to work closely with someone from R&D at corporate in Beloit, without any of my superiors there. Lydia, the supervisor and QA second in command was showing me how to work the database and than went to talk ot the R&D lady. This is what I overheard.
"I have to get going, but don't worry, you're in good hands with these guys, especially Rhiannon (me), she really knows what she is doing."
I frigging rock. :)
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| Forever and a Freakin Day |
[06 Sep 2006|01:35am] |
Well... I'm pretty sure no one reads this damn thing but me, so I'm going to be updating this mainly to communicate with myself. Where to begin... I have a job, graduated college, and finished an internship at the zoo. And lately my brain has not been so good, was over at a friend's house to night and started going through a lot of emotional things. Anyway, I have a lot of issues that need to be dealt with and this is where I will rant regardless if anyone's listening. At the moment I could probally cry for hours over nothing and am dreading doing anything tomorrow. I would prefer to spend it in bed, pretending I don't exist, but fuck, duty calls.
Right now I'm too tired to process anything, so I'll just say that I am likely inhaling made up responsibilities to give myself something to obsess over. And lately I have found myself lacking in aspirations, disconscerting for one who is ususally a great dreamer.
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| Book list |
[22 Feb 2006|10:56am] |
*sigh* I'm not as well read as I thought.
( Booklist )
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| Dear Livejournal: |
[26 Jan 2006|12:52pm] |
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What should I do with my life today? Something productive? Never! I'm going to write fanfiction and continue on in a giddy fangirl daze until it's time to study for my microbiology quiz. Those quizzes are killer! I did margianally well with an 8.75/10, most of the class was in the 2-3 range, and she let me get away with an answer that was totally wrong because everybody else wrote it to. I should read some of the tale of Genji for my web course. Ahh well, art history tonight with the Stubb (professor's nickname we gave him behind his back). I love achieving a variety in my education, I'm a biology major, but I take a hundred extraneous courses because I love learning. I'm a nerd.
I get to escort three rats to a vet on Monday-fun! And my dog is do for a parvo shot. She tries to eat to damn vet all the time-she hates people. After embarrasing me and nearly ripping doc's throat out, she'll climb in the car and snuggle the shit out of me, wag her tail, and give me that doggy smile I can never resist, which is why she is a spoiled brat, my little doggy princess.
For now, I'm off to smoke and find an animal to watch for animal behavior journal.
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| A Phantom rant and other stuff |
[07 Jan 2006|09:55pm] |
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My rebuttal to Erik/ original character pairings:
I hate them, typically, for a myriad of reasons. The first being that said "original characters" are usually Mary-Sues, and a good portion of the Mary-Sue character is the author herself, becasue she is dying to live in her fantasy world where Erik is all soft, sweet, and cuddly all the time. Second reason is that Erik did not wait his whole life to fall in love just to catch the next chick he saw while on the rebound. "Only you can make my song take flight", means just that. Seriously...he's not going to fall for the next floozie the walks through the opera house's doors. Oh sure, Erik might go on a sex binge to forget Christine, he might even have some sort of relationship, but I doubt he'll ever feel the same way ever again. Erik was approximately fifty in Leroux's work, the original, the canon if you will. A man does not wait fifty years to fall in love to forget it all tomorrow.
Speaking of OC's, can we get some period/ cultural names please!! Research people, this is France, I don't care what the musical or the folks at Disney have told you they speak French, hence French names.
In other news...
Life is in the crapper right now. Due to budget cuts at the kennel I've taken a pay and hour cut. So, money shortages all around, still battling a cold, and staying up way past my bedtime. :) I acutally can't wait for school to start again, I need the sanity it brings to my life, although I've found a shitload of time to clean my apartment now. I have three rats, Sascha, Snuggles, and Sugar. Sascha has seizures and has been so bad off lately I'm considering having him euthanized...so that blows. He's the only one that's actually mine, my poor cute little fuzzy black rat. He looks kind of like the rats in phantom, when Meg is behind the mirror. So, that's about it. Nake a donation to me get a fanfic, cause paying me would be a crime. LOL.
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