So I've been a little remiss in starting this very personal blog of mine. I probably should have been writing in it ever day like a diary, but as I sometimes forget, I don't *do* diaries. I was cured of that at about age twelve. thanks andy :-P.

Either way, I suppose some interesting things have happened that I should probably recount. One, I streaked my hair neon red, which under certain lights looks pink. I'm strangely okay with that I really love it actually. I feel like a secret rock-star or something.

Is it wrong that with my roomie being gone in less than a week, and making constant messes everywhere, that I don't clean my house until she's gone? I mean, really, what is the point of ripping the place apart and massively overhauling it if she's A) not going to help (she never does) and B) in fact, going to hinder it all by doing stupid silly things like making food and then filling the sink with dishes and NOT cleaning the stove right after I've cleaned? I hate to say it, but I feel like my mother, or a mother. Really, there's no point to it. I enjoy a clean house and a messy room. Just how I roll. She enjoys a clean room and messy house. Not how I roll. *sigh*

So I started a book for my niece, because I feel like a terrible Auntie, having not seen her since she was two weeks old, and is now nearing 3 months. I really like the book - it's a fantasy, and I've come up with a really neat way of using magic - think whirling dervishes inscribing huge mandalas in the air, their bodies being the tool through which the magic flows - through the body is most powerful, because the magic is less diluted, then in the focus, a staff or wand, and then there are the small magics - charms and cantrips. Mages have towers for a reason - the air gives them more space to work magic.

That really tells you nothing about the book, which I suppose is a good thing, being as I don't yet have copy-right, etc.

I have one trip I have to make this weekend, and I'm finding the idea of lounging around minus 1 hr to be almost totally inconcievable. What am I going to do all weekend when I've sworn off big cleaning? well, other than writing? I'm going to DL kung-fu panda and watch that, maybe write my self-eval, read, and watch TV. I'm becoming my mother. I feel guilty doing nothing. I know I need to relax a bit and just let my body right itself, but that's extremely tough for a girl who is all go-go-go all the time. I slept from 6:30 pm -9:00 am last night, and I know I needed it. I dreamt the whole night. I realize my body is trying to take advantage of the time I have to recouperate and get the REM sleep back, but I want to have energy NOW. not a week or two down the road. I want to be able to go to the gym, to work out, to start running in the mornings and doing Yoga. I really just want to be a better person. I want to get my life on track in terms of finances, and health and career. I guess I'm just ready to take my life to another level, and get started making smart life choices. One more year, and I can actually do it.

In one more year, I will never have to have a roommate again!

Here's To Tall, Tall Trees

The List of Very True Things About Myself

1. I am witty
2. I am kind most of the time
3. Sometimes I am generous
4. I try to live in whatever life brings me
5. I can't walk with a beverage in my hands. Inevitably, it will jump, and spill all over.
6. I get zits and PMS before my period.
7. I have thick thighs. There are days I hate them. There are also days I love them.
8. I hate shaving my legs. In the winter, if I'm not dating someone, I can go for months without it.
9. I love the way smooth legs feel.
10. I have three tattoos. I love them all, and my dad will never know, though my mom does.
11. I am a poet, and becaus of that, I can endure anything.
12. I am a poet, and because of that, I am over-dramatic.
13. I am capable, competent, and confident. Most of the time.
14. I love to jump in puddles.
15. There are days I forget to brush my teeth.
16. I seriously think I am addicted to pizza.
17. I seriously wouldn't mind being addicted to wine.
18. I am a feminist and I don't think there is anything wrong with that.
19. I am a hippy, and I don't think there is anything wrong with that either.
20. I have a terrible competetive streak.
21. I am a little bit afraid of vacuums.
22. I'm going to school to be a teacher, but my whole heart belongs to writing.
23. I believe in true love, and love at first sight, and soul mates.
24. I also believe all men are capable of being assholes.
25. And that all women have an inner bitch that does not always stay on the inner.
26. I don't like to wear pants.
27. I cannot dance.
28. I am gullible.
29. I'm a bit broken, but that doesn't mean I'm worthless. I'm just worn-in.
30. I have people who love me.
31. I have people I love intensely.
32. I have never been in love.
33. I have been happy in my life, and I've been truly sad too.
34. I am a great writer.
35. I am an intelligent woman.
36. I am beautiful some days.

The List of Things I Need to Do In Order to be Happy

1. I need to designate one day a week where I can come home and not wear pants.
2. I need to pamper myself somehow, once a week.
3. I have to climb a mountain. Or a few.
4. I need a cause.
5. I need to write.
6. I have to find time for Yoga.
7. And napping.
8. I need to invest in a Cappucino Machine.
9. I also need to have a girls night at least once a month.
10. I have to have pizza and wine
11. I need to listen to Ani DiFranco, Ella Fitzgerald, Aretha Franklin, and my favorite classic rock bands.
12. I need to go to a Something Corporate/Jack's mannequin concert.
13. I have have have to publish a piece of writing.
14. I need to let myself cry over silly things
15. I need to let myself laugh at silly things.
16. I have to let the universe in, and accept the lessons it has to teach me.
17. I absolutely need to be okay with who I am. I have to live with me, I better damn well love who I'm stuck with for an eternity.

This, this is for me. This is for me, out in the universe, who has been played by a guy for the first time, for me, out in the universe, who has played guys, and never thought of it like that. This is for me out there, blowing out dandelions, constantly amazed by the intricacy of it all.

This is for me, out there in the universe, attempting to grow. Here's to tall, tall trees.