Florida bound

My long-time student Russell who lives in Louisiana extended an invite recently and, I'm taking him up on it. Travel time is set for next Fall which, is when I'll also will be traveling to visit distant relatives and visit my ole buddy Trevor in Florida. I heard that Alligators taste like chicken. Is this true? I'll be finding out first hand.

Russell and his lady friend during his recent trip to SLO, Ca.

interviews by the media

Yep. I've been interviewed by several different media sources and can't really say what for, atm. But in due time, I'll reveal what project I've gotten started and have several helping 'hands' assisting me with it. It's all legal; believe me. LMAO.

I'm finding myself getting more and more excited as the 18th draws nearer. I'll have to be sure to wear a freaking bra to so that it's not too obvious that I'm excited abt the event that I'll be attending or, all the men that I'll get to party with. YUM. Last time I attended my class reunion, I was offered a chance to renew friendships with several classmates but, since I was tied down and the 'other half' was at home and, the fact that I didn't want to cheat on him (even though he did so on me) I curbed my wants and left it alone. NOW I won't be doing that. Wonder how many of them are single?
What to wear???? Short black skirt, heals and low cut blouse or pants and t-shirt? Choices! Shesh!!!

ramblings

Not a lot has been going on here since I last blogged. I've settled in nicely in my new place and, have yet to ALL of my belongings from the old place. I've pretty much have written that off. Screw it. He can keep the dvd collection of mine and the bunny suit.

Entered stuff at the fair this year and didn't do too bad which, was pretty impressive. Normally when I'd enter stuff it was be photography. Only I didn't have any prints to enter having, lost the love of the medium and equipment (nevermind I still have my pin-hole camera and 35mm). Better yet, I still have the darkroom equipment at my mom's and, have the room here in the apartment.... hmmm
I've started working on a drawing on canvs to paint for the living room and I'd forgotten that it's a long process. Shesh!
Ok. Enough rumbling. Time to take the dinner out of the oven (HELLOOOOOO MEAT!)
love to all.

btw; I'm single!!!! YAY!!!!!

Everyday is a brand-new day

I've moved on with my life and that is a major change. Broke up with Damon who, had been missing around on the side with who I thought was a 'friend'. Only wasn't. I won't call her any names here on my blog (I've done enough of that verbally in the last few weeks that I'm now over it.) I wish them both much joy and happiness with each other and, hope that they take and consider other peoples feelings when they go and screw on each other since, I know that is what they'll end up doing.



A new life for me. Enough of the emotional abuse and non communication and support that, I should have gotten and yet; didnt. So; here I am; a free woman at last. Moving on with my life and am, so far, finding that I'm enjoying coming home, able to strip my ass bare and walk around my own appartment; stark raving naked. Fart and burp when I want to; without the nagging from the other half. Cook what I want (HELLOoooooooooo MEAT!) and have plenty of milk and soda on hand that now; I basically am at lost on what to do with it.
NOT!
So; yes, single life is agreeing with me.
I'll admit that I find myself missing the boys terrible and, miss having someone next to me at nite to say; goodnite too. But; still enjoy being on my own and not have to worry abt having enough money to pay bills, groceries, and clothes for kids.
The new appartment is suiting me for the moment. However, a friend of mine has recently told me of a condo that has recently been put onto market that, I'm considering on looking into. Time will tell.

To much going on to worry

abt anything. I swear to fucking Christ. It never ends. From the trip to the dentist (which has been going well). I go back this Friday to finish up with filling 2 cavities that I managed to get in the last 22 yrs since my last regular visit. This dentist is pretty good; he talks through the procedure and makes sure that I'm OK while he's drilling away. I still think it's like running your fingers across a chalk board for a long period of time (what it fills like when he's drilling).

Gas prices are sky rocketing. OMFG!!!! No traveling for us. For sure. No way in HELL am I going to pay $5.00 plus or more; to travel in a car, should I rent one. Bull shit! Take the dam bus!!!! It's cheaper!!!

That's another thing (speaking of transportation). City hall officials has given the yahoo's until June 26th to submit a plain for the problem that we have (in the downtown area) with the train horns. So far, so good. Train horns will be left silent for a few more weeks then; it's blows again if those plains are submitted. One of the things that we could cut is; (well; make that 2) is the purple room ($800,000.) at the Rabobank Arena and, that new park that their wanting to build. IMO; we don't need another park! Not when The county is having a shortage of water and, should they build another park, they'll lay down grass and will need water for it to grow. Forget it!!! Keep the dirt field like it is. Send the kids to the park that is 1/2 mile down the road from your house. Better yet; let them take the Get bus to the mall and hang out there!


Ok. Enough venting. Time to go back to watching the gold fish swim around in the tank... nice little gold fish...

Dentists are nothing but a pain in the jaw

The unenviable has happened. Something that I have swore that I would never take and do again, even if it cost me a million bucks.
What is that?

A visit to the dentist.

I rather pierce my nipple rather than having to go to another dentist ever again. Why? All due to the last visit that I had with a dentist which, turned out to a HORRIBLE experience which left mental scars deep with-in my soul. And all thanks to a taco salad that I made at home… 8 yrs ago, I had made this kicking ass lunch for my parents and I by making homemade shells for the taco salad makings to go into. Grease, strong aroma of fresh, deep fried shell with grilled beef and onions, floating in the air. I can smell it now; that day when it happened. It was just after my second bite that I ended up breaking my tooth in half. Good grief. So off I go to the dentist, with my mom in tow who, was going to hold my hand while I went through the ordeal (I hate doctors with a passion) and instead, the dentist wouldn't allow her back in the room with me while he worked on me. So besides having a woman in the backroom with a camera in her hands (documenting the loss of a tooth) and who is a HUGE pussy and begged for laughing gas to be knocked out with, he inject me with drugs and started working before the gums where numb. I truly believe that this quack was fresh out of med school or something. Gads. SO here’s the choice; Root canel or pull the tooth. I choose the root canel, that way the tooth next to the one that was broken , would'nt be left exposed and later being extracted as well.

And so the work began and 30 minutes into the procedure, I hear the doctor swear and stopped drilling. (By then he was in the root itself). The drill bit had broken off in the root and he couldn’t remove the bit itself. Off he runs to the office supervisor who comes into the room with the doctor in tow, stating to me that there seems to be a problem; the drill bit broker off and he will try to remove it and if he can’t remove it, I’d have to go to a surgeon and have the tooth extracted. Hell; he got this far, why can’t he get it out is beyond me. So by then 15 minutes past and after some tugging, the bit came out; with the very tip of the bit which; was left in the root. So by now; the shot was wearing off and the jaw was starting to throb, I’m laying back in the chair, with the camera pointed by now, at the doctor which I’m glaring at him for fucking up, and costing me money. Oh; they did managed cut the price of the bill a little (not by much). 2 hours later, the job is done, he packs my tooth up with cotton and tells me that he wants to leave it exposed so he can see if an infection sets in or not and if it does; I go to another dentist. WTF? So off I go, with cotton mouth and NO pain meds. Week passes, I trip back to the quack who puts a temp crown on me and says; I’ll see you next week; blah, blah, blah. Week 3 comes and the crown get’s in place and tooth is done.

Word of warning; DO NOT see this dentist… Dr. Kym. Bastard. By the way; I had NO insurance and had to pay cash (ouch!)

So just now; while I was in the shower, I noticed something weird in my mouth… a broken tooth. Ah shit, fuck, hell.

So now it’s going to be a trip to the dentist which I LOATH having to do and try and locate someone, who will accept my insurance. Grrrrrr. Even now, as I set here typing this out, my upper jaw is starting to pain with having part of the tooth exposed. Lordy mercy; help me lord.

Runescape Reunion???

OMG. I just realized that someone is actually planning a reunion of sorts for Runescapes members. How cool is that???
What's Runescape? It's this totally, kicking ass, game online that, players from around the world, meet, chat and do stuff on. I suppose you can call it a RPG (roll playing game) of sorts. Remember Dungeons & Dragons (D&D)? It's got stuff on there that you do; quests, kill stuff, make stuff. List goes on.
It's were I have met some great people locally and, not so locally. As far as England! Canada! Down under!!! (Hilly & Daren).
Should we go to this event (which is taking place in Las Vegas), I'm hoping that we'll be able to take the boys of ours with us, seeing that they play as well. It'll be tons of fun to meet other players from around the world for this once in a life time event.