Joy of Zen

I think more people read my blogs when I post them on myspace.

I’ll just have to put some boobs on here to keep my readers coming back for more.

I found out today that I’ll get two associate degrees after spring. An AS in business and an AA in liberal studies. That’s pretty cool. But then I will have to continue college for 10,000 more years before I ever finish. I’m going to go to Cal State LA.

I told the counselor “Woohoo! I’ll look smart with 2 degrees!…After all these years.” He then informed me that I not only look smart, I am smart because I have a really good GPA. Even better. Not that I retained anything I “learned” in any of those classes. I stand in amazement at people like Mark who know a ton of stuff about a ton of different subjects. I don’t know how they do it.

I can remember some important things though. Like the lyrics to Hollaback Girl, how to make a pb&j, and how to breathe.

Last night before I went to bed I felt scared but didn’t know why. Then I proceeded to have the most awful nightmares ever. They were just never ending, with people’s organs getting cut out of them (and me) and having to stab the evil people over and over, but more of them would come. I’d feel safe for a little while, then I would feel them coming and close the drapes and go hide in a closet with knives. Ugh. It felt like hours.

I woke up at 6:30 feeling scared too. I’m not one to get out of bed at 6:30, but one thing was for sure, I was not about to go back to sleep. Fuck that. So I stayed up. I was paranoid this morning and crap from it. No good. Yesterday I took two muscle pills (baclofen) and they never freaking helped. I looked online though, and some sites say they can make you paranoid. So I am thinking that’s what happened. Muscle relaxers that don’t relax your muscles, and make you completely insane, wonderful, sign me up.

I still have too much freaking homework to do for my class tonight. Oh, and my net at home worked exactly 1 day. So someone from AT&T is coming out, yet again to investigate. The phone line is working fine. I was on the phone with them for over 41 minutes yesterday, which did not accomplish anything except a 4 hour block of time on Saturday for them to come. GAH.

I have the day off and am blogging from my new place for the first time, hooray!

Here is what has happened to far today:

AT&T scheduled from 8-12

Phone call @ 8:07

Assume it’s AT&T

Nope, it’s my boss… calling me… on my day off. And guess what? I just got off the phone with him for the second time now… on my day off. He’s a nice guy and a nice boss and all, but I am trying to enjoy myself here!

John & I are going to go see Bill Maher tonight and then go drink alcohol out of a bowl at the yummy Bahooka (where part of Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas was filmed).

Right now my clothes are in the dryer… ohhhh, that reminds me, I’m going to add a picture to this post later. And I’m trying to finish cleaning my place today (finally) and do some Pilates.

Oh, my boss did give some good news. A claimant we interviewed is getting arrested today for workers’ compensation fraud. w00t

I haven’t been keeping up with the stuff I wrote in my day planner very well. I’ve been wanting to be in bed (aka loveseat cuz still no mattress) by 11:30. The other night I went to bed after 1 a.m. and felt okay the next day, but it caught up to me last night. I started reading an essay for my critical thinking class and it was extremely boring and made me realize how tired I was. So, I took a nap for a couple of hours. And when I woke up, I pretty much went back to sleep a half hour later for the night.

I didn’t want to get up this morning either. But, here I am. Now I have to do my homework today before class. Bleh.

I better stop typing, otherwise I’ll just be bitching about random stuff, and no one needs to hear that.

Read this, it’s a funny story.

Orange hair and freckles on a little boy: cute
Orange hair and freckles on a grown man: not so cute

Traffic was a biznatch this morning because there was an accident on the 134 West. Nevermind that I was on the 134 going EAST. Fucking people have to slow down for an accident that is not only on the other side of the freeway, but wwaaayyy over in the slow lane on the other side of the freeway. You people suck some major ass.

My back wrecked havoc with me yesterday. I got a day planner thing to schedule homework time, Pilates time, eating time, etc. and had to change the order around when I could barely walk. Oh, the Pilates thing is pretty good. That ho makes you do some strange things, but you really feel it in your stomach.

My boss is in town which practically killed me yesterday, thankfully today he won’t be in the office.
**EDIT** just got off the phone with my boss and he says he might be in later. Christ.

I chanted for about 15 minutes last night and have found out that I cannot chant for myself. I tried really hard, which caused me to mess up my chant. Catherine suggested maybe I can chant for me in the 3rd person. So perhaps I’ll give that a try.

I stole this from Cherise’s myspace page. I took this picture. Care to guess what’s going on?