Pocky

I just felt the need to share this amazing treat with you. Pocky, delicious chocolate covered biscuits. So friggin good, especially after a long day. I'm pretty sure that they come in a variety of flavors but I've only been able to find the chocolate ones. Albertsons baby. Albertsons carries them. I'm stoked. *note to self, thank Katy for telling me about the deliciousness that is pocky. Where would I be without her?

Artistic Breakdown

This evening...or technically yesterday night, I had an early final in my Psychology of Women class. We had the option of either writing a paper (pass!) or doing a project telling our story. Our story being who we are as a woman and or who we want to be. Of course I chose the project. I didn't take an art class this term and really needed to release the beast. And that's just what I did. Bleh
I created a scrapbook and selected certain parts of my life I was willing to share with the class. I got up and began presenting and everything was going swell when suddenly I get to the page about my family members alcohol addiction. I totally lost it. Suddenly tears were just gushing and I was trying to hold in the shaky breathe between the sob like cry that was about to happen. I quickly said "let's move on" and turned the page but it was just to late.
It's funny really. I'm able to talk about this issue but to actually get up in front of a group of people (some who I know, some who are familiar, and some who I will never see again) just triggered me.
Of course I set in motion a bit of a sob fest. The next few people to follow me had mini breakdowns as well. I guess I'm just cool like that.


P.S. I spent twenty minutes trying to make blogger load my pictures right side up...screw it

Soggy Birthday

I know, I know, I promised I would begin blogging again. This time I have no excuse...although a flooded apartment does hinder Internet activity. And here I am the victim of not one but two flooding experiences.
Yes, while I was gone for the month of December my bedroom flooded. This led to minor damage, a few ruined books and a destroyed sheet. All in all things worked out well and all that needed to be done was a shampoo.
That was really a minor incident in comparison to what happened next. I woke up February 11 to another Birthday. I went about my morning routine and headed to my first class. After sitting through two hours of psychopathology of childhood, and getting a rather unwanted visit from 'mother nature', I hurried myself home.
I started a seemingly harmless load of laundry when suddenly I heard a strange noise. Bubbling was coming from my bathroom. All at once water was everywhere as both the toilet and shower began to overflow. I ran out to the garage and stopped the wash and grabbed as many extra towels as I could find.
Great. My birthday had come down to a day of unwanted overflow. HA! With no way of reaching my landlord I stopped the overflow and cleaned up. I had another class to attend so I made a barrier of towels, left a note, cleaned up and went to my night class. I drove home after class imagining the horror I would find. To my relief all was well, for now.
After being reassured by my landlord that the plumber was coming the next day I went downstairs and began some homework. Weariness began to set in and I decided to check the bathroom one last time before bed. Flooded. And in the kitchen too.
I ran upstairs and woke my slumbering land lady. After she gave me a five gallon shop vac I ran back down stairs. I worked until 3am cleaning up the water and repairing my barricade of towels.
Finally sleep overtook me. But went I awoke, only hours after I had hit the sack, I took three steps and was standing in water. I quickly ran up stairs again. After being told that the plumber would be here in one hour I ran back downstairs and quickly began shop vaccing the water.
Luckily, I hadn't put the bedroom back together yet so nothing was in there to be damaged by the water that was now soaking the carpet, yet again. It took me quite some time, and many trips to empty the water from the vac before it was cleaned up again.
The plumber snaked the pipes only to pull out a giant clump of roots/branches. I was glad to know it wasn't a massive ball of my hair but having a tree growing in the pipes wasn't good either. :P
So, this years birthday was pretty soggy. But I did get a month free of rent out of the whole ordeal. Plus, Dustin the carpet cleaner ;) was a welcomed sight to my water filled eyes. Now the carpet is clean and dry and I can put everything back together...when I get around to it. ;P

I'm back bitches!...and wet carpet stinks

'Ello to all. I know it has been quite some time since my last blog but that's what happens when you don't have Internet access. But now I'm back in a-town and have a new computer so blogging should pick up.
Unfortunately, in my absence, the bedroom in my apartment flooded and I'm trying to get the carpet dry and clean along with all the clothes and other various items I left on the floor. Oie! Hopefully I'll gain something from this experience...such as to clean up and not leave shit lying around! HAH!
Anyway...just wanted you to know that I'm back in business.
Have a wonderful day!