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Wow! Has it really been two months? I can believe it since I still have Christmas cards to send. Oh, and I really hate work. I want time to be creative and then write it down. But, in silence, I get endless lists of things to do for my boss (I am a nanny). Things that fill every crevice of breathing like making arrangements for their plane tickets, ski lessons, and national park lodging for their Utah Spring Break. Upon which, I will probably have another endless list. I don't know why I don't quit. My heart is with the kids, but all this listless stuff drives me nuts. Not to mention, I work long days in silence. So thanks cosmic void of blogging for letting me vent out this extroverted introvert. And if you truly listened, much love.Current Mood:  aggravated Current Music: Sundae Sleeping |
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Okay, so I am reposting this excitement. Honestly, it was way better ten minutes ago before I took the five million Thanksgiving Day quizzes via blogthings. But, the show must go on... So, Chris Thile's How to Grow a Band is coming to RIVER FOREST!!! Incase you don't know or if you are some creepy psycho, I live and breath in River Forest. Imagine, of all the places in Chicago, they are coming to the speck, aka River Forest!!! Like I said, the previous post was way better. I talked about seventh grade, bringing back pastel unicorns, and my momentary moment of acting like a completely crazy psychotic groupy. I must say, I scared myself, but did not feel forced to pee my pants like that chick in Babel. It was kissin' and pissin' in case you have not wasted two cinematic hours with Brad Pitt's latest. By the way, the story was great, but I am beyond sick of watching guys jack-off in movies. And, I ain't talking about porn. I mean that it's the latest phase in cinematic history. Peace out my brothas'! lol.Current Mood: formerly ecstatic Current Music: Spinning sound in my ear... |
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Yesterday, I flew my tired butt back to Baltimore to spend time with the Family. Today, I am ready to go home. But in between yesterday and today, Amanda came over to relive our former high school sleepovers. We stayed up in my sister's old room that now resembles a makeshift bed and breakfast to chat about all that nitty gritty stuff that wears at our feet and numbs our minds. I miss having Amanda around town, but worse, I miss the part of her and I that had energy to plan for living amongst excitement. Now, we are both worn from daily routines, but at least we are comfortable enough to accept each other as we are. As the sun sets, I miss Chicago because I know that's home for me right now. And then my heart wishes to be here near the nasty old bay for hope to bubble back toward being near old friends. And then I settle my mind to be back home to go about life's nitty gritty tasks and plug toward remembering this melancholy slumber party as I tumble across routine and dreams.Current Mood:  calm Current Music: heart of life |
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That's right!
I said it.
I want to be
A Material Girl
In a Material World!
Trick-o-Treat!
I want to eat meat.
Slammin' fools!
You ain't cool.
Frisbees flying
In my vegamite which'
And that's my poem for today. No worries, I am not in a cult, just had too many skittles with this beer. As you Trick-o-Treat, don't forget to pace your candy binging. Put some under your pillow to save when the sugar buzz hits a lull. Oh, and Happy Reformation to the Lutherites and the likes!Current Mood:  bouncy Current Music: VH1 80's Music Countdown |
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So, when you sit on the phone with an old guy friend and he has to leave to talk to his brother (granted he is in the Coast guard on the other side of the country), and you are listening to some sappy bluesy love song to get through another mundane night with a martini draining through your sytstem so bad that you have to pee like a race horse, you're pathetic.Current Mood:  blah Current Music: Continuum |
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Okay, I will admit that I bought John Mayer's latest albulm. I do like the sound, but in the back of my head I just kept wondering why I felt like I was in one of Dr. Howe's classes and at some shady hotel bar. Now, I have figured it out along with the lyrics that make not deep meaning come alive: John Mayer smokes too much weed and is kicking back the Scotch with Ron Burgundy. So, his next albulm will be about nothing and don't worry, I won't sell out for it. Back to not "Waiting on the World" and doing something about it.
Oct. 5th, 2006 @ 12:44 pm
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| » Good Posture and Grandma's Attitude |
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Today, I would love to scream. It's not PMS and I am pretty sure that even the best reason would not explain this extreme need to scream. But, it's time to work and keep some good posture. I say that as I slouch curved back in this plastic chair.
I can hear all the former women in the world saying, "Don't let your emotions get the most of you". My reply would be more like my Grandma's attitude. She would say, "The shit has to hit the fan to clear the air". I like her approach best. Yet, I am stuck to keep this alter ego tightly packed in the back of my throbbing neck. I can feel the demons dwelling in my back's knotted muscles. They are in need of release, but then those frantic Estrogen Freaks say, "shoulders back and chin up! We gotta' be ladies and keep our moods to ourselves".
Well, whatever! And I say that with all sarcasm and a throw-back to CLueLess. (Thanks Kristin for the reminder).
Sometimes, a girl just needs to yell. Kinda like the scene from Dead Poet's Society, but come on ladies. We can do so much better at the yelling!
If you think that I lost my mind, fine by me. I am beginning to laugh and realize how important it is to let it all out with or without reason.
Go and yell my friends! And then join me later for a good cup'o'coffee.
Oct. 4th, 2006 @ 12:38 pm
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| » BlahBlahbadeeBlahBlahhh... |
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Today, I sit in the mucky silence sipping away another Caribou Caramel Highrise. But, I think that they gave me a Raspberry something or other, and my throat is starting to get sore. It's Friday early afternoon as I wonder what to do with myself. I should do homework, but it's not difficult enough to stress over. I could take Sundae on a walk, but I am so sick of toting people and things (children and dogs) on walks. So, I sit here to share some more blahbahdeeblahblah with my viewers. Sounds like a PBS pitch, blah blah blah...
A few minutes ago, I almost hoisted my butt into my fatty crane to clean the apartmento, but I really don't care about the little messes. I think that I shall peruse the internet since that requires not moving my body and then hoping to finally get a caffeine buzz from whatever I just sipped solid. Remember when the word 'solid' was cool like in Clueless? Yep, I am getting a cold. Finally, I am delusional.
Peace out!
Sep. 22nd, 2006 @ 01:24 pm
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| » Sipping J.Crew from Afar |
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Did you know that if you sit back from your laptop, kinda slouched and a bit buzzed, the JCrew online store has a teal background instead of a deep green hue? Just noticing that as I sip away this martini. Of course, it's top shelf! Oh, my paranoia's getting the best of me.
Anywho, I am just thinking through my day. My favorite moment was watching six year old Will ride his bike around the driveways. It reminded me of times when I believed that my bike was a car. I dreamed that it was the coolest Acura, I was a smart consumer at a young age, and it was used to drive me to distinguished parties, dances, and my friends' mobile homes. I loved my bike. It was my freedom and fast paced space for imaginative dreams to unfold as I peddled my legs into fastly kicked circles.
Ahhh... Childhood has some of the best hidden memories beneath a veil of darkly lit realities. Back to my martini, homework, and Love Actually.
Peace out!
Sep. 20th, 2006 @ 07:32 pm
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| » Saturday Morning |
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I am just sitting here with Bessie's computer thinking of daily thoughts and tasks at a nice slower pace. For the first Saturday in weeks, I am kicking back in my pajamas camped out on the floor, and loving that I did not have to be out the door by 6:30am for the first time in a month. Best, I am deciding to enjoy writing rather than use it as a coping tool.
Life has been on cruise control for the past few weeks. Between work and school, I have no time to realize how messy I have been with chores and relationships. I can deal with the dust and piled up laundry, but I am bugged by how quickly I have forgotten to make time for friends. Working on Bessie's computer, I wonder when she will be back to use it, and what we will laugh about when she comes back to this Windy City.
But, I am delighted to have these thoughts wisp by my eyes that have been so hardcore focused the past few weeks. It's scrumptious to think and take time to break away from thinking of work, work, work. And now, I can just take a break even though I should be working.
Peace out!
Sep. 16th, 2006 @ 07:46 am
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| » Fall is Here |
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I do like Chicago! I forgot, I hate the Summer here but love the Fall. Whew! I thought that I may have moved to the wrong town. Other bummer, as I prophesied, hehehee, Nickel Creek is "on a break" until the end of 2007. I knew that was going to happen. But, Chris Thile's new albulm will be released in a couple weeks. Yes, I pre-ordered like a fool.
Sundae is A O K! Her seizure incident may still be an underlying problem, but all I can do is wait it out until the next time.
Like I said, Chicago is turning toward beauty. The sky is a deep bright blue and the leaves are starting to show off their crimson and gold. No, they are not FSU fans! Which brings me to why this day is second most glorious (always first for it's a day that God woke me up to live) but second because IT'S COLLEGE FOOTBALL SEASON KICK-OFF! I find myself planning my life around watching some games. Yes, Cristine is back!
Finally, I conclude with my triumphant return to academics. I have and extra bounce in my step. I never thought that being in school would give me weirdo geeky joy, but it does. My classes are not going to be too difficult, but give me a moment and I will find a way to make things impossible. Maybe when Bessie gets back, we can find some trouble. hehehe...
I am off to take Sundae to a Pet Park in Oak Brook with all those rich poo dogs. Later, I am off to laugh with Amy and go to a concert for nostalgia's sake. And finally, I am soooo excited about Sanctuary 10:10 manana. I can't wait to get more involved. Check it out!
Peace!
Sep. 2nd, 2006 @ 08:43 am
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| » Hmmm... Stuck in the middle. |
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You Are 45% Left Brained, 55% Right Brained
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The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.
Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.
If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.
Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.
The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.
Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.
If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.
Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.
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Aug. 20th, 2006 @ 08:53 am
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| » Getting Ready |
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It's been awhile since last jotting down thoughts on this page. Right now, I am getting ready for church. Ironic how some unsettling stuff runs through my mind each Sunday morning. I think that God is giving me an opportunity to get ready to meet him beyond church dresses and quirky small talk. He wants me to let my heart be ready. That means admitting what's really bugging me: friends that lose touch and stop acting as friends (nobody on this site is one of those, I think).
Yep, God is calling. He's telling me to let it out of my heart and mind, and see that I gotta stop leaning on my own understanding. I am sooooo stubborn. I always want to be right and that never works out as I plan. Ironic.
Now, I am ready. Ready to enjoy freedom found in confessional turning to embrace the mystic joy of communion with God and those worshiping with me in the Word and deed.
Peace.
Aug. 20th, 2006 @ 08:41 am
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| » Grilling My Ribs |
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Lately, life became a monotonous journey of work, school, and wishing for naps. Now, I am grilling my ribs upon the coals that Bessie and Alicia labored over the past hour. That's all about my life. It's all down to the bones of everydayness and drifting dreams of sleeping. Let me know what is going on with all of you. I mean y'all. God's Peace!
Jul. 23rd, 2006 @ 06:19 pm
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| » Whatever throws up out of my head... |
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Ah...The Livejournal release and a good cold beer on a blazing hot day with some hippie music. Tis' the way I dream my little life to be. And, it is for this one moment. Better, Bessie just grabbed a beer with me. Even better, we are all laughing about moronic human stupidity and getting ready to listen to another hippie song. I think that I need a towel. But, I don't wanna get high! hehehe...
Apart from chilling my way through summer, I am trying not to think of the little brat that I love: Will. Let me tell you, I have a new love in my life. Yes, I do. He's got dark brown hair, scrumptious little freckles around his gorgeous eyes, he pops his collar (what girl could resist), and he's going to be an engineer. I have tried to convince him that you can't go to Law School to become an engineer, but he won't believe me. Oh! Did I mention that Law School is twelve years away? He's six and what a little man!
Hehehehe... I am Will's nanny. Actually, I am more Ms. Manners for Will. I must love him if I am given the strength to put up with this little person's bad ass attitude and bossy nature. But, I melt. I am a sucker for freckles and little moments of appreciation.
So, I leave Will to come home to my dream beach scene as I blast some of Jack and drink some Corona. Give me a lime and a non-collar popping man. Joke. lol! Later! Back to my hippie music.
Jul. 13th, 2006 @ 08:59 pm
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| » Finding My LJ Spot. lol! |
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Hey Fellow LJers,
I am too out of the blogging groove. It seems as if I forgot my lamo love of technology. I don't think that Kip would respect me for that. But, here I am trying to get over this King Kong love moment and escape the true sadness that lies in my heart's belly. I truly miss Pensacola. It is possible to miss that town. Missing it holds so much weight in my heart. I miss belonging to my friends and family there. I miss walking into a Super Walmart and smiling at the cash register because she had a sweet familiar twang in her voice. I miss knowing that the beach was almost right out my door and that my door was not crammed next to hundreds of other new people. I miss, I miss, I miss.
Yet, I am glad to know how much I loved a place filled with people that I still love and pray for. In all my missing and grandiose vacation from LJ, I am re-finding my little spot to chat with my groupies.
Love and God's Peace.
Cristine
Jun. 25th, 2006 @ 10:20 pm
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| » I am back and less addicted to Myspace! |
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| You Are 60% Addicted to Myspace |
Your Myspace addiction factor is: Moderate
You're slowly building a very strong addiction to Myspace. Get out while you still can! |
May. 24th, 2006 @ 08:51 pm
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So, I just decided to check my crappy student account email which is usually filled with pure junk mail and lamo ticket master updates, but not at this moment. No! Ticket master is a bitch because she never tells me about all the great concerts near Pensacola. In fact, she just sends me stuff from Jax and Talla-freakin'-hassee. However, she was feeling good and decided to give some sweetly cruel news. Nickel Creek is coming to Mobile, AL. Tickets go on sale today. I could hear her computerized mind having too much sadistic fun. The date of the show is as follows: June 15, 2006. "No!" I yelled in my head because I am in the library on break.
I will be gone from this wonderful wasteland by that time! This always happens. I think that Ticketmaster is run by music suck-ass gods that thrive on poorly situated music to feed the masses and taunt the desperate like me. lollollol!
Oh, and they are going to be in the Midwest before June. Yeah, real funny... All of their shows are a minimal 3.5 hour drive from Chicaaaaago. And the one time that they will be in the Windy City is at Lollipolooza which cost 150 bucks minimum for a festival filled with more drunk couples and tight ass barebutt hippies! NO!!! LOL!
May. 5th, 2006 @ 02:09 pm
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| » Phone Sanity |
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Just a thought, I feel like me again. Why? I have my phone. I always laughed at people that lived and breathed from their cell phones. Now, I realize that losing my cell phone usage was like losing a complacent part of my wireless soul. Hearing my voicemail was like recieving CPR. I can breath again because I have a phone with my chosen ring. Life is better. I have phone sanity.
lollollollollollol!
May. 5th, 2006 @ 08:24 am
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| » Okay, Now I Can Bitch About the Parking World Order! |
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Yeah suckas! Today, I gave my two weeks notice. In two weeks, I will be burning ticket books and throwing flaming shit bags at surly parking whores! HAHAHAHAHA! Oh yeah, I am so cool!
Really, I am ready to not have to hear another parking complaint. I understand that any job has its whinings over winnings from customers. However, this job is ninety-nine point nine to five millionth cubed figure filled with "F#^@ Yous" and other low wasteland verbose spewings.
I am looking forward to my welcome back to the human race. It may not be filled with popsicles and sweet buttery words of welcome, but I do think that I might enjoy a few fun-filled moments looking at life in awe like a primary metallic colored spinning pinwheel. It will be nice to breath onto my life and watch it spin into a beautifully hopeful song. Hmmm... I am thinking of show tunes and My Little Ponies with the occasional Garbage Pale Kid to keep me on my toes. Hmmm... Wonderful.
Time for some Doritos and Bushwhackers!
May. 3rd, 2006 @ 04:02 pm
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