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Maudlin Post

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Listen up: I’m going to say all this one (more) time and then I’m going to be finished with it. I HATE being like this and I’m pushing myself through it as quickly as possible.

I’m heart-hurt. I know I said I wasn’t, but that was a lie. I am. So, in order to celebrate this pitiful state of mind, I did what all girls do: I created a sad playlist to remind me just how sad I am.

1. “On Fire” by Switchfoot (on repeat)
2. “Somewhere Only We Know” by Keane
3. “Say Hello, Wave Goodbye” by David Gray (on repeat)
4. “Make it Go Away” by Holly Cole
5. “Angel” by Dave Matthews Band
6. “Run” by Snow Patrol
7. “Love is the End” by Keane
8. “Set The Fire to the Third Bar” by Snow Patrol
9. “Back to Good” by Matchbox 20
10 “The Day All My Dreams Came True” Great Expectations Soundtrack

So there it is. Only a few actual “sad” songs, but songs that for one reason or another make me sad.

I’m pretty sure I’ll be back to normal tomorrow. Thanks for all the support! *hugs*

Personal

Power of Java

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Special interest groups claim that children smoke because they see it onscreen. I don’t know about that, but I know that as a coffee drinker, I have a hard time seeing people drink coffee without wanting a big cup for myself. I can’t even try to watch a Season 1 episode of Ugly Betty without wanting a coffee and a bagel (to which I now watch prepared-everything bagel/cream cheese and latte).

I’ve now found that it’s impossible for me to read Charlaine Harris without craving coffee by the gallon. Maybe it’s the “Southerness” of it all, but Sookie, and now Harper, are forever making and/or drinking coffee, which in turn, means that I am forever making and drinking it. I’m starting to think that even I, with my strong addiction and tolerance of caffeine, may just be affected by this increased uptake and that’s why I’m no longer able to go to sleep until 2-3am. Hmmmm.

Personal

Shot or Chop?

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dahob.jpg Two things happened today, and I’m not which has set Hobbit completely off. First, I ruined my hair. As in, butchered it while trying to cut it myself. I had to get an emergency appointment and found out that my usual repairman has quit the salon. Oh no. The new stylist cut my hair into the most stereotypical hillbilly lesbionic do that all I needed was a flannel shirt and some Birkenstocks. Seriously. I had to have her cut it really short all over. Mia Farrow in Rosemary’s Baby looks like freakin’ Rapunzel next to me. Heh. I’ll really like it in a couple of weeks, though, so I didn’t get too upset.

The second event was that Istar met a new veterinarian today. We both liked her a lot, and he got his seasonal steroid shot to combat his asthma. He still weighs over 18lbs., but at least he hasn’t gained any weight since November. He’s currently resting in his bed and seems to feel just fine.

Diva Hobbit, however, has not stopped hissing since we got home. I was home for only a few minutes between the salon and the vet, so I didn’t really spend any time with her prior to his appointment. I can’t be certain if she’s hissing at Istar or me. She’s about one more hiss away from getting her little butt spanked. The last thing Istar needs is to fight after having to visit the vet, and the last thing I need is a reminder that my head looks scary. So, yeah. Stop it, Hobbit!

Fandom, Personal

Mishmash

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lotr It’s exam time again! This means a lot of downtime when I can’t really get any work done. This year I’ve decided that I will re-read The Lord of the Rings. It’s been a few years since I read it, and though I am only up to Gandalf’s return to the The Shire and the revelation that Bilbo’s old ring is in fact the One Ring, I’m pleased with my progress. I’m deliberately reading more slowly and in depth this time, so maybe I’ll get even more out of it. I’ve even decided to actually read the poems. Yeah.

My “allergies” have grown into full on ear problems, and I’m not sure my treatment is strong enough. Bah. I also fear that the endgame cough is going to be killer this time. You know how you can just tell?