Cruising Research

Mediterranean is the name. Cruising is the game. So far, this is what I've come up with, in accordance with Wiki:

It's about the same latitude as Idaho and has a climate similar to southern, coastal California.

cruisecritic.com is telling me high season is May-Aug and low/shoulder (? will need to brush up on my cruising terminology) season is March-April and Septem-Novem.

BUT, there are year-round options, so looks like its not too limited.

Sooo exciting! So tiring, just thinking about it. That is all for now. Carry on.

Look! A new post.

A post which will be written in between trips to the kitchen for bites of just-baked brownies. I can't commit to a plate of them.

New things:
School- Can't fail accounting or I'll not be graduating. So that's a thing. Should start applying myself a bit more. It's just so silly because all the signs point to me and accounting not getting along. For example, I'm terrible at it, I will never use it, I don't want to learn it etc.
Work-Made some paper (Chris Breezy style) and not to mention a free bott of Blanco, last night. Avion tequila for the win. Also, I really love and respect the people I work with. They are smart, fun humans.
Boys- Just ran through about 78 different things to say, none of which are likely a good idea to publicize. This (Kat) is where the anon blog comes in handy. Will soon be making another. Not for anyone's benefit but my own. And that random person who stumbles upon it one day and laughs at how psychotic it is.
Hair- Okay, this isn't really a category, but I totes have a hair cut tomoz and I just remembered it. Oh, and a date, but that's neither here nor there.

It's funny how things change. I like where I'm at, but it's easy to look back and miss things, relationships, people.

Such is life, such is life. :]

Annoying

Good thing I don't blog more often than I do cause half of my posts are annoying. That aside, I'm headed to my other blog to say the things on there I can't say on here.

#censorship
#alsoannoying


Furthermore, I'm preppin' for Hawaii listening to the ridiculous amounts of CD's he gave me. I like them. And him.

Camouflage

Have you ever seen anyone wearing camo outside of the military and thought, "yeah, good move, brah?"

Me either.

I once bought a shirt with camo on the sleeves. I could never bring myself to wear it. I have my fashion forward subconsh to thank for that.

So here I am, one strong against the wearage of camo outside of the wilderness.

Hi bloggies

Yes, that's what you are, bloggies. I'll coin it.

I wonder who coined the term "coining a term"?

Thought of the day.

I taste:

beer. and disappointment.

only one of those things I want to be recurring more often than it does.

the thought that it's only love if it's loving you back

is an interesting one. True? I guess it's subjective, just like everything... including subjectivity.

I'm emo

consider this a happy post

:]

i miss my mom

everyday.

i still don't understand.

still.

i don't think i ever will.

i do wonder if i'll ever be able to talk/write/think about it without crying.

i'm still so alone; maybe more now than ever.

which means it will continue to feel this way, and will only increase?

could i have a conversation with my mom right now? i've changed so much, what would i say? what would she say? do i even remember her? what if i don't and what if i'm nothing like her or nothing like what she wanted me to be?

i would give up everything i have to have my mom back.

everything.

over and over again.


its hard for me to understand that this has driven me to have a faith. a faith in something better than what is here, i guess.

A talk with a beggar

We struck up a conversation as I walked my bike and bag home from the Co-op (I didn't want to create some scene by asking if they had gasp! plastic bags with handles). After talking a bit, he disclosed he had a home and "could be home watching colored television," but instead came to make some money and talk to "some nice people." He was very knowledgble and held a sign that said 'Veteran'. He gave me helpful hints about my bike and proceeded to offer me 75 cents to fill my tires with air. Yes, you heard me correctly; HE offered ME money. I appreciate that he didn't ask for money. I also appreciate him offering me money and more importantly insight. I wanted to give something back to him but didn't know what. I was not going to give him money and all I had in my brown paper sack was a block of cheese, one roma tomato, and grapes. He then informed me he didn't need food and once got three grocery baskets full in California and passed it off to "someone who needed it."

I settled on giving him a smile and a thank you. I hope that was enough.

I almost feel like I accidentally went outside in my underwear

I suppose that doesn't make sense to anyone. I taught a class tonight; it was quick, painless, and even kind of enjoyable. I'm exhausted and not getting anything done right now cause I have an pain in the right frontal lobe, also known as a headache. I think I just want to sleep in, skip at least one class tomorrow, and bust out my homework in a few hours on camp to some DeadMau5. Is this a poss?

Mickey merits a spot in every presentation from here on out.

I'm over this post.

I did it

I had to. I lost sleep over it people.

Got my hair cut today. Really thinking about the purp. Again, I have nothing insightful to say. Maybe this one-a-day isn't the best thing..

"Homie LJ's Birthday" is annoying me. Already. Ha.

K, I'm off to go post on BlackBoard. I'm sure I'll have more to say if I merit a response.

Standing up for myself

I have done it three times this week. And once it was for my girl, too.

It feels very empowering. I told Mich if she ever catches me sweeping that she needs to tell me and I said I would pick the rug right up and throw it out.

I was doing really well today, but now I'm missing him. Ughsskies. Fb is currently not even loading... it's a sign.

Annoying things that should be normal things but end up being reminders:
Homemade popcorn (that I totally nailed, beeteedubs)
Mod Fam
Tiny Dancer
Music

It's been two days

Not since I've blogged, silly, but since the cutting of the cord. I'd say I'm fairing pretty well. Being super school busy and knock-out sick does take the mind off things a bit.

I did laundry today at the laundromat (insert gasps). It was not even gross at all (Mom, I think they've come a long ways) and kind of gave me a feeling of independence. Plus it was an infinitely faster process than I was expecting.

Then Kiki came over and we took a li'l stroll to the Co-op for some goodies for our 'healthy' salad. AND she brought me three cd's and some cookies! One cd being a fantastically put together break-up mix that I will likely cry to either later tonight, tomorrow on my way to school, or perhaps both.

Something I recieved via text today "..And maybe your prob is you're dating boys. Look for men...:)"

That is all for now, as I should go start some homework. It does need to happen.
Toodles

"I'm in love with illusion, so saw me in half"

Here is my daily post, I told myself I would do it for as long as I was hurting. And not lazy/forgetful. I will refrain from typing 'is' in the search bar.. creepin is barred.

I'm sick. Have to take a quiz and then I'm going to pass out. I think I work tomorrow. Bleh. I really have no intellectual thoughts.

Pretty sure today I heard a white guy say to a black girl: "So are you black, or are you trying to do the white thing." Or something along those lines. Gave me a gig.

COW for din again. That is, Cream of Wheat. Get soommmeee. Seriously, if you haven't had it in awhile, or worse yet, never, go try it!

One last thing, good luck finding someone to put up with you. I mean it. I was settling cause I was falling. They are quite a funny thing, these emotions.

NO cigar tonight. It's just not conducive for rumination if I'm this sickly and already flemmy.

Cigars

She only smokes
when she is heart broke

http://allphilosophy.com/topic/5480

Again, genius, and 100% applicable specifically the numbered points at the bottom.

My "high" emotions did indeed morally transcend logic. His were either "low" emotions or solely based on logic. I dislike both possibilities.

"Men are not as emotionally articulate as women are"

Thank you MensHealth.

It explains a small amount.



Now to figure out why I wasn't good enough...

I have a rule

I don't cry over boys.

I just happen to have something in both my eyes.

Sigh

*Giant sigh.

Cake balls to fix the emotions.