So I just made Sifu some chocolate blackberry brownies. Hopefully they turn out ok since I've almost never baked before. Oh, and by ok I mean I hope they don't kill anyone. I feel all domestic and kind of weird.

( Whoa, seriously.... )

Also, this morning on the news was a big story about 6" of snow pretty much shutting down London. The funny thing was the way the newscaster sounded like he was pretty much mocking England with an amazingly deadpan voice. He briefly mentioned that although the English were bright enough to create the locomotive they were not bright enough to figure out a way to remove snow from in front of it so it could move. He went on to briefly discuss that although the rest of Europe has discovered the joy of having snowplows for some reason England hasn't figured that one out. On the bright side, having a couple of snow days has apparently forced Londoners to actually speak to each other! Hahahahahaa! It was probably one of the more entertaining stories I've heard in a while probably because it was delivered in such a completely serious way.

So This week has been a week of accomplishment and failure at the same time but mostly accomplishment so I am feeling pretty good about things.

I have learned to load and point a shot gun in a general direction, hopefully I won't have to shoot anyone's head off in my house because it would be a god-awful mess and kind of emotionally traumatic I'm thinking, mostly super messy though. Have you ever had to clean pooled blood? It NEVER comes out, sheesh.

Also a debt resolution plan has been successfully initiated which should put me years ahead of where I thought I'd be last year, I'm super excited about that one!!!! I'm totally on my way to a financial future which will now allow me to do all the smart things I have been dreaming about. Hopefully they really do turn out to be smart.

There has been significant progress in the kitchen rebuild/redesign which is making me feel ass-loads more comfortable and pleased about my home. Now if I could just get that stupid door installed.....

I have been successfully entertaining out-of-town guests at least once a month since September. It's been work but has been a lot of fun, definitely well worth the work.

In-roads have been made with management to put me in a solid position at work to either get a promotion or keep my job. I'd be pretty happy with either honestly.

I got super cool sunglasses for Christmas, Yay!

It seems like all of the things I had been working so hard on all of last year are finally coming together quite nicely. The only thing I'm not so pleased about is maybe my workout schedule (or lack thereof). With all of this other stuff going on I really feel as though the fu has been kind of put on a back burner, like way way back, and I'm kind of uncomfortable about that. I'm thinking with a bit more time management skill though I should be able to address that rather readily.

Things are coming together.

That is all :)

Yes friends, it's that time of year again when the snow is sparkling, holiday songs are incessant, and Natalia looks for a new roommie. So if you're interested in living with me, enjoy small furry things and are not afraid of the suburbs please, feel free to contact me. I'm friendly, I mean really, I am. Go ahead, ask people....

Well, I woke up this morning and looked outside to see a thin frosting of snow. My lawn looked like a kind of moldy sugar coated strudel. Since I don't have any strudel it made me feel kind of wistful and disgusted at the same time which oddly enough is exactly how I feel about snow anyway so it all comes back around in a big circle.
Piglet went outside and came back in looking like an ewok that got stuck in a snowstorm. I have the feeling that this winter will be interesting.
Also, I've been having the urge to do post-break-up things such as going out a lot, drinking a lot, smoking a lot, fixing the house, getting new hair cuts, getting new lingerie, and pampering a lot. The strange thing about all of this is that I'm not actually post-break-up. This makes me think that is a life-change reaction instead. Interesting realization. Also kind of sucky because I can't really drink, smoke, or spend lots of money. Lol, bummer.

So vampire hit-men were finding their way into my house and trying to kill me. I noticed just in time but had to lunge out of bed and fight naked to save myself. It was actually really scary and I woke up knowing I couldn't go right back to sleep because it would just put me in the same bad situation in my dream.

Also,
I walked into work today and sat down with my coffee to start another day of exciting spreadsheets when what did I hear? Two women singing a capella church hymns about Jesus. One was really excited because she finally got something and was explaining to the other how she was going to sing it at church on Sunday. Whoa dood, inappropriate? Um, yeah.

So once again I'm pretty much roommateless... If anyone knows of someone who is looking to live in the Ferndale area please let me know or feel free to give them my email (talia242@gmail.com)

Thanks :)

So I now find myself with one less roommate but plus one puppy due to the upcoming birthday. it's a mop. Well not really, it's actually a very surprisingly calm and quiet shih-tzu named Pig. I didn't name it. Anyhoo, not sure if I'm going to keep it but it is super cute in an Ewok sort of way.
If anyone knows of anyone else who may be looking for a room please let me know.

Also, by next Monday I'll officially be 30. Boooooooo...

Damn it, my socks are quitters. I hate them today. I really really do.

So, taking into consideration how wacky some of my dreams are it has been strongly suggested that it may be a good idea for me to write them down. So last night I dreamed that I was the captain of a submarine salvage crew sometime after WWII but somehow with super futuristic technology. There were multiple subs with crews and each one had a bishop who was kind of like Bishop from Alien but an actual religious figure as well. So my crew and I were puttering around the deep of the ocean when we saw a sub that had gone down (haha). It was having some sort of technical problems and no one was responding to our radio summons. So we decided to salvage the sub and head over to board. Well, it turns out that the only survivor was the bishop but after further investigation we realized it had been the bishop that had killed the rest of the crew because he got caught up in black magic and went bad. He started going after my crew and I was figuring out a way to stop his black magic when the yowling of my cat getting into a fight outside woke me up. Weird. Even weirder though is the dream from Saturday night where I was a fighter jet pilot destined to become queen of the world trying to stop the plague that was being released by a warring country to bring about the apocalypse. Even weirder no?

Also, I have been sort-of thinking about maybe trying to become a roller derby girl. However, I'm still not convinced that I'm brutal/tough enough to do it.

I knew it...


"So the brains of people deeply in love do not look like those of people experiencing strong emotions, but instead like those of people snorting coke."

http://www.oxytocin.org/oxytoc/love-science.html

 Dead bunnies seem to be following me around. It's starting to get creepy.
In other news, I'm pretty excited about the pie throwing contest happening in my back yard tomorrow. I'll just have to remember to clean up the bunnies before people get here. 
Adieu.

I miss kung fu. But on the other hand this break has given me the opportunity to work 14 hour days at lovely Campbell-Ewald!

so I haven't posted in a while but things just haven't been depressing enough. I'll work on it ;P

So the holiday excitement consisted of but was not limited to:

1. One dead hatchling chick glued to the hood of a car with it's insides conspicuously on the outside
2. One aunt proclaiming that she didn't like Indians (the real ones from India) and if she had to commit genocide they would have to go
3. One mother exclaiming that a parasite similar to the cat parasite should be developed to make the Middle East love us
4. One short conversation on shooting squirrels with bb's to teach them which bird feeder is for them and which one's for the birds
5. One dream about washing the blood off of the backs of skinless babies which are carried around in white plastic bags

Things of course remain interesting.

There is a willow grows ascaunt the brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream.
Therewith fantastic garlands did she make
Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples,
That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,
But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them.
There on the pendant boughs her crownet weeds
Clamb'ring to hang, an envious sliver broke,
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide,
And mermaid-like a while they bore her up;
Which time she chanted snatches of old lauds,
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element. but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pulled the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.

I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to forget this particular video...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaxPxw_R_50

These people kind of remind me of Kevin from Sin City.