Thursday, December 13, 2012


It's official. I'm going back to school! Well, going is somewhat subjective, as it's an online school, but the end result of a BS in Accounting, is the same. Hooray for me! My mad ten-key skills are maxed at twenty, but my green accounting visor augment has no affect on my weak budgeting XP. Yes, I'm making funnies, but I'm incredibly excited to get back in the saddle. School as an adult is nothing like the horrorshow that was high-school and even my limited college after high-school. If all the stars align and my damn transcripts arrive on time, my first semester will begin on January 1.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Additionally...

I have a screaming new girl crush. She's a roller girl. I think she's the cat's meow; thankfully, Ryan is okay with my harmless infatuation.





How adorable is she?

The answer is very.

It's alive...ALIVE!

I have a new obsession. It's roller derby.



I want in. How can I make it happen? Well, lots of work to start with, but my new skates won't hurt much, either.



Do you love them? You should. They are fabulous, if not exactly the pair I was originally going for. Those were over $400 and I should probably learn to skate first. *ahem*

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Long time, no talk

And I'm not here to talk much, to be honest. Just took a personality test a friend had suggested and am posting my results in order to keep a record of them. The results don't really surprise me too much.

Main Type
Overall Self
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Enneagram Test Results
Type 1 Perfectionism |||||||||||||||| 62%
Type 2 Helpfulness |||||||||||| 42%
Type 3 Image Focus |||||||||| 34%
Type 4 Hypersensitivity |||||||||| 34%
Type 5 Detachment |||||||||||||||||||| 82%
Type 6 Anxiety |||||||||||||||||| 74%
Type 7 Adventurousness |||||| 22%
Type 8 Aggressiveness |||||||||||||||| 70%
Type 9 Calmness |||||||||||||| 58%
Your main type is 5
Your variant is social
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Still a non-smoker and the big move

Yes, it's officially been something like seven or eight weeks and I guess I'm a true non-smoker now. It doesn't always feel that way and I still crave the act of smoking on a daily basis, but cigarettes themselves sound very unappealing to me. I guess that's something. I will say that I couldn't have done it without Ryan. Sincerely. I would have started smoking again by day three if he weren't around to keep me honest. With only one exception that I can think of, he never even mentioned it after we quit. He was just done.

Anyway! After five years of living in my teeny tiny apartment, I had accumulated a ton of crap and the moving process was about 50 times more difficult than I thought it would be. First of all, it was hot. Hot in the morning, hot in the afternoon, hot at 3:00am. The month before we moved and the month of the move itself were pretty miserable for packing and for going up and down and up and down and up and down six flights of stairs.

This what my cat thought of the heat.





As if I need to say it, he wasn't happy.

Our packing process seemed to take forever, too. This is how we were living for two weeks before we made the move.





It's amazing I didn't completely lose my shit on a daily basis. Oh wait, I did. Somehow Ryan managed not to leave me and I managed not to throw myself off my balcony, but it wasn't easy.

Then, finally...jackpot! We had the keys in our hand! Although I was emotionally exhausted and had been a wreck for going on two weeks now, I was so excited to get the move started, I had almost forgotten how miserable I was about to be!

Six flights of stairs, almost six years in an apartment that was literally STUFFED with furniture and electronics and crap. Ryan, his brother Shawn, and his Dad literally saved my life by doing the vast majority of the move. My brother showed up on our second weekend of moving and he and Ryan got all the random odds and ends that hadn't made the move the first weekend around.

As a small aside, while we were packing up, there was a couple having a serious fight next door. It got violent and I had to call the cops. It was awful and gee, am I glad I don't live there any longer!

Now here we are, approximately a month after moving and we've unpacked about 57-60%, with zero progress being done on the weekends. We got the place functional and then just kind of gave up for now. The area with the dining room table has been organized, but most of the boxes remain unpacked and unsorted. We aren't sure if our furniture is in it's final resting place and we're also not sure when we should start a project like painting. Those are my excuses. But, here is the good news! We do have our cable, internet and tv's setup...so there is that.



And, best of all, both my plants and my cats have survived the shock of moving and seem to be very happy here in their new home.





Also, Ryan seems pretty happy here, too.





Subsequently, I am, too.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

One week down

It's officially been over a week since I quit smoking. I thought it would get easier and easier with each day, but that hasn't really turned out to be the case. I will say that the urges come less and less frequently, but they are no less intense than they were on the first day of quitting. I know I can withstand them, as I've gone this far already, but it's definitely a trying time.

In addition to the uproar of quitting smoking, all the pieces of my townhouse buying experience are falling into place. Inspection, check. Appraisal, check. I haven't received any of the appraisal paperwork yet, nor has my mortgage broker called me to set up a signing date, but I know it'll be in about two weeks.

I'm hoping to do it no later than August 18th. That will give me a few week days to get some loose ends tied up, one Saturday to move all "fragile" items over and then Sunday to truly get my move on. I plan on only doing the bare minimum of cleanup at my current apartment before leaving it and never looking back again.

I'm so eager to be moved, it's hard not to get into a tizzy every day from impatience.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

It's mine



Victory, that is.

I made it through yesterday, which was one of the most physically uncomfortable days since the dawn of time. It was seriously overhot. I was so warm and chewing and choking down my air that the last thing I wanted to do was smoke.

Day two is looking and feeling much better.