Audrizzle

Just doing some research on women's health (I do a lot on yahoo answers when I'm bored) and I found this awesome website:

The Yeast Infection Homepage

First of all, I like this site because it's a "homepage".

You don't see many of those around anymore.

Anyway, it's got all the features of a real homepage, no domain, simple navigation, small not-too-fancy graphics, and SIMPLE.

Maybe I'll make a simple website one of these days.

Anyway, happy new year!

PS- The "Twilight Zone" marathon on the Sci-Fi Channel is still running strong, so if there's ANY chance you read this blog before midnight (or whenever it ends) just go ahead and check it out.

Seeya next year!

The more time passes, the less things turn out like I expected them to.

I am very sorry for the complete lack of posts lately. Not that anyone is really missing anything. There is almost NOTHING going on in my life worth posting about.

Let's see... Got my car back, have been driving a lot, only to P's house. I have been hanging out there almost constantly, and I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. I mean, it's nice not to be alone and it is a guarantee that I will do some things that I probably wouldn't do otherwise:
1) Be awake during daylight hours.
2) Take a shower, get dressed.
3) Leave the house.

See? So in a way it's good. It's better to go over to a friend's house to be unproductive than to just laze around here and be unproductive. Right?

Eh, who knows. The biggest, most important responsibility that I am ignoring right now is the fact that I have to move by Friday.
I guess my main "excuse" as to why I haven't gotten further in terms of packing is that I accidentally bought Medium sized boxes when I should have bought Small boxes. Yeah, real great logic there. I have packed 3 boxes, but I have also filled 3 boxes with clothes I want to get rid of. Hopefully sell, more likely dump at GoodWill.

I wonder if I could sell them to someone for the tax deductible. I mean, it's easily $250 worth of clothes (in GoodWill prices, if you sold them individually on eBay or at a "nice" thrift shop you could probably get twice that) and someone who makes money might find use for that kind of tax deductible donation.

But I don't see that happening.

Boo hoo.

I have so much stuff that I could sell for a LOT of money if I were just to get my act together and list it on eBay or something, but "getting my act together" is just not my forté.

Ahh, it's 11:05 on Sunday Morning, it's 60 degrees outside even though it is December.
Wouldn't it be nice for me to go and take a walk or something, maybe get brunch at a cafe in Windsor Terrace?

I don't know why, but that kind of "idea" gives me this image in my head of me as a normal person and then I just think how I am so far from that concept... and it just swirls down the drain (the sink, not the toilet - this is a family blog).

Ahh, oh well. Maybe some day. Maybe in 2009... Wishful thinking, sure, but sometimes wishes do come true.

I was thinking, maybe going to a state hospital wouldn't be all that bad. I mean obviously I would probably not really have any rights, and the child-like placation treatment would only be worse, but then I would have more time to focus on writing, with fewer distractions.

It seems like my life is simply a web of distractions. I exist, being pulled this way or that by trivial tasks and details, unnecessary pursuits of pleasure, overall selfish (yet meaningless) living. Is anything I do creating any kind of positive change for anyone? Even myself? If so, is it enough to balance out the negativity I create?

I just feel like the freedom I have has been abused, and that maintaining the life I live now (or even one remotely similar to it) will only further the squandering of me. I am talented in many ways, yet I ignore my gifts and watch other people do great things on TV. Should I really be allowed to control my own life if I am going to continue to waste it? Is my freedom really deserved? People in this country are given freedom, choices, opportunity in hopes that they will make the best of themselves, yet despite all the incredible chances I have had to do something worthwhile, I simply let time pass without making any contribution to society, no matter how easy it would be for me to do so.

At this point in my life, I feel that the "best" that I can do is to write, that my writing is the most that I can contribute. Or maybe that's just a cop-out, because I'm sure there are other ways I could give to society, though they would require more arduous work. I guess I just think that because I have a "good" mind that I am above that, somehow. That "labor" should be left to those without brilliance between their ears. Is it wrong to think that? I mean, if someone had tried to force William Shakespeare to be a farmer instead of a writer, wouldn't we have lost something great? Or do truly "great" men find ways to further their craft, regardless of time or physical limitations?

I don't know.

Shocker, right?

On that note, I'm outta here.

It's kind of hard to focus on the rest of the ... um... "movie" when you notice the guy is missing a finger! WTF?

In other news I am okay. Out of the hospital, though not much has gotten better. Sigh.

At least you know I'm making valuable use of my time!

Oh, and you are not going to BELIEVE this. After i made TRIPLE sure that I parked it in an OK spot...
my car got towed again. FOURTH TIME. Jesus cripes. I am so sick of dealing with this shit. blhahsdifhskdbfg.

I'm outta here.

Just because I can't think of anything else to blog.

Does anything in this ad strike you as ... interesting?

Anyway, life sucks ass right now.
Room mates are kicking me out and if I had the balls I'd sue them.
But I don't.

Also, I have no money, but that's nothing new.
I mean, I have money to pay bills and stuff, it's just that unfortunately it's coming out of my credit cards.

What's really sad is that I'm being totally financially irresponsible, but I'm not like, taking extravagant vacations or splurging at the mall or partying a ton.
I'm only using the money for necessities. Like White Russians.

Anyway, I don't know if I mentioned it but I wanted to do NaNoWriMo this year but I only made it to 1,500 words.

Then the other day, I can't remember why, but I decided to start a new writing project, and after one night of work it's at 2,500 words. And it's good.

I mean, we all know I can be a prolific writer but for me to write well is the issue.

One thing I have to admit, though, is that I am writing in Microsoft Word. I was using AppleWorks for Nano... but i really like the underline-y things and the formatting views you can get with Word. But god, don't get me onto the topic of Excel. Eeegh.

Come over here hot boys, don't you worry, I'm nice...
Haha, I don't know what "Torchwood" is but that video makes it look great. It looks stupid in the beginning, but trust me, it gets h o t.

So let's see, moving again, broke, writing again, what else is new... oh, I got married (ha ha ha... if you don't know the details, know that there aren't any. it's a joke, except it's actually a real, legal marriage).

Also my car got towed again. So that makes 3 times since September.
I'm going to go get it today, I SWEAR.

The thing is, when your car gets towed it's a $185 tow fee and $20 a day for storage. Now, considering that there are places in NYC that charge more than $20 for a half hour of parking, the tow deal doesn't seem that bad. But still, considering that it could NOT be towed at all, I really should put more effort into parking it where it won't get towed.

I'm just an idiot.

Anyway, time to take a shower and get off my butt and do something. So wish me luck.
I'll probably post again because knowing my luck I'll be stuck at the impound lot for 3 hours. God, if they recognize me I should just kill myself (see, it's funny because you actually have to worry).