Oh, gee. Look at the date.

"Now, the making of a good compilation tape is a very subtle art. Many do's and don'ts. First of all you're using someone else's poetry to express how you feel. This is a delicate thing."

So, since I can't pick entire songs worth jack, I'll just snitch a bunch of song quotes. :) Also, then I can take lines out of context, although I tried not to do that. And for those of you playing along at home, I'll give you a cookie if you can ID the songs/artists (since most of the songs have the title in the lyrics.)and the above quote without using Google (obviously it's honour system [Cat, I owe you a cookie still.]).


Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a firey steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need.
I need a hero.

There's the man I chose.

Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime.
Say the word and I will follow you.
Share each day with me, each night, each morning.
Love me, that's all I ask of you.

Wake me up inside, wake me up inside.
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Bid my blood to run, before I come undone
Save me from the nothing I’ve become.

Every now and then I know you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am.
Every now and then I know there's no one in the universe as magical and wonderous as you.
Every now and then I know there's nothing any better and there's nothing I just wouldn't do.

You take me in, no questions asked
You strip away the ugliness that surrounds me.

I wanna fall and know that love has caught me,
Safe in the arms of love.

Kiss me in sweet slow motion.

I wanna hold you til I die, 'til we both break down and cry
I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides.

I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need.

I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes sayin' you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

Still feels like our first night together.
Feels like the first kiss. It’s getting better, baby.

Late at night, when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you.
And I still can't believe that you came up to me
And said, "I love you."
I love you, too.


I guess what I'm really trying to say through other people's words is "I love you Dave, happy anniversary and thank you for three wonderful years together."

(And for everyone else, I apologize for the mushy post. I'll be more angsty or something later to make up for it.)

Feeling groovy.

I found a cheque that I needed to pay off my Visa bill today. :D Yay! I've got space in my room and Operation: Get the Giant White Monster Desk Out Of My Room So I Can Have A Lovely New Inexpensive Desk is coming along nicely.

However, you know what annoys me? ... Well, yes, that does. But that's not what...ok, fine that too. Lots of things annoy me. Shut up now. I find it disproportionately annoying when I look at an ad and think "Ooh! Cute shoes!" or "I want that skirt/dress" only to find out that the ad is for the pantyhose. :p

In other news...I've been waiting for my books to arrive from the University bookstore. I've been stalking my front door, frightening the boy with the local paper when I wrenched the door open as he was putting it in the letter box. I want my books, dammit! I want to get a head start on reading them so that I can lie in bed and pretend to work while I take a nap.

Wow.

People I really care about aren't doing too well. I wish I could help them. Please email me or call me or something if you need me. I feel helpless just watching.

If you could comment with something happy or nice even if it seems inane I'd appreciate that. I need some happy thoughts.

Here, I'll even go first.

My hair looks really cute. Oh, and I'm doing really well with karate! :D And I'm tired in a not-sick-but-just-need-to-go-to-bed-after-I-get-some-juice kind of way.

AKA

(I kept seeing "ALIAS" in this, and it made me excited because I want to watch "Alias" the TV show, but it's not on, so that makes me sad.

1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME (Name of first pet / Street where you live):
Daisy Steeple (or Midas Steeple)

2. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME (First word you see on your left / Favorite restaurant): Par Keg

3. EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS (Favorite Spice / Last Foreign Vacation Spot):
Garlic Glasgow *snickers* Ok, Rosemary London works too.

4. "FLY GIRL/BOY" ALIAS (First Initial / First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name) :
K-Ab

5. ICON ALIAS (Something Sweet Within Sight / Any Liquid in Your Kitchen):
Mocha Cola

6. DETECTIVE ALIAS (Favorite Baby Animal / Where You Went to High School):
Kitten Moody

7. BARFLY ALIAS(Last Snack Food You Ate / Your Favorite Alcoholic Drink) :
Chocolate Egg Chi Chi

8. SOAP OPERA ALIAS (Middle Name / Street Where You First Lived:
Elizabeth Thermal

9. ROCK STAR ALIAS (Favorite Candy / Last Name Of Favorite Musician):
Skittles Marshall

10. YOUR STAR WARS NAME ( First 2 letters of your first name and the first 3 Letters from your last name makes your first name. Take the first 2 letters of your mother's maiden name and the first 3 letters of the city you were born in for your last name) :
KaAbe HoNew (or HoVan)

To Do List And Desk Drawing

To Do List And Desk Drawing, originally uploaded by Random Synapses.

So much less panicky. The list got big when I started blogging it.

To do list.

Since school is starting in...ohmygod...seven days, and I don't plan on having any time for, well, anything...I have a bunch of stuff I need to get done before all hell breaks loose and crashes around my head...to mix my metaphors.

KARIN'S TO DO LIST (comment if you think I missed anything)
-write to do list
-break the ellipsis habit (these ... )
-clean bathroom, including ceiling corners (cobwebs! Ew!)
-investigate wiring ADSL down into my room
-empty large kids desk that has been in my room unused (except as a junk receptacle) for the last eight years.
-get kids desk that has been in my room unused for the last eight years (except as a junk receptacle) out of my room.
(aside: that desk has been a giant white elephant in my room...I rarely notice it except when I get really cranky that it's there, and USELESS AND HUGE!!!!)
-sort through boxes that just had crap thrown into them when we had the flood (and at other times, if I'm being completely honest...)
-move boxes into my closet, or otherwise get them the hell off my floor.
-take roughly 500 books to used bookstores, and/or bookcross them. (my username is CanadaGrrl)
-clean out car (since I'll be parking it in places for a long time all next year...places which are probably less safe than outside my house WHERE I STILL GOT BROKEN INTO)
-get neatly bagged popcans and bottles out of my room (I do well at getting them into the bags, now I need to get them out of the house and turned into money)
-hopefully I'll already have the space, but if not, rearrange furniture to fit a new, lovely, inexpensive desk.
-buy lovely, inexpensive desk (probably from Superstore) to replace the white monstrosity currently residing in my room.
-set up lovely, inexpensive desk
-move my computer down onto my lovely, inexpensive desk (I'm slightly enamoured of the idea of getting a new desk...not that I'm sure you'd notice at all)
-clean kitchen/studio and move the rest of the loose art supplies somewhere else.
-build this so that I become a fantastic student with my lovely, expensive new desk and fantastic armrest dealie. (bah, who'm I kidding? I'll be asking someone who's got mad wood skills to build it.)
-edit three previously written articles for SPIN and write two more that I've committed to writing.

Oh my god. Did I say there were only seven days left until school starts? *starts jibbering in panic*

I changed my mind...don't add any more things in the comments. Support in the form of chocolate, alcohol, chocolate alcohol and/or assistance in moving stuff or being the "What the hell are you keeping THAT for" person when I go through boxes will be gratefully accepted.

Holy crap.

Ughnngndksdoaien..odfieoawihadhvnboooowlwlwlwww...

It must be love.

I got spoiled rotten this weekend. :) We wound up not going to Pender (financial/me feeling like crap/etc.) and basically hung around Dave's place all weekend. Highlights of the weekend: Dave cutting and dyeing my hair (my mom: "You trust him to cut your hair? It MUST be love"), disc golf and me not getting bitten/stung by anything, plums and plum cake, teriyaki steak and stirfry and prawns, sleeping in, much cuddling, 24 (aka The Jack Bauer Power Hour), relaxing, visiting the Poke and family.

Now for the whining.

I have been sleeping SO MUCH lately. I feel nauseated a lot of the time, and when I'm not feeling sick I feel dizzy. My joints and muscles are aching most of the time. I was in town so I could've gone to karate, but I fell asleep and didn't make it. Dave tried to wake me up and I vaguely remember that, then going back to sleep. This is bad because I actually got up and walked around for a little while before foggily going back to sleep. (Foggily a word? Whatever.)

I'm going to the doctor this week. (Hello yearly female test...this is a reminder to the other six or so female bloggers whom I know who have it at the same time of year as I do) I'm going to talk to her about the tick bite (since I'm paranoid and it's not really disappearing the way that it should) and why on earth I feel like utter crap.

Pet fever

I get like this once in a while...I think it's when I'm ovulating. I need something soft and fuzzy to take care of. Usually this results in my drooling over puppies and kittens in a pet store, but refrain from buying anything because it wouldn't make much sense. I miss having my fish tanks up, but since I'll (please God) be moving out within a year it doesn't make sense to put them up, only to have to tear them down again to move.

However, my best friend has raised some society finches which are just the most adorable little birds. (Scroll down...the cute ones are at the bottom...they're fairly hideous as hatchlings) They have this sweet little call...it's like "prrrrrr...peep peep peep peep...prrrrrrr peep peep peep." They aren't that messy and they'll land on you when they fly around.

I want these little babies. They're just too adorable.

However, I'd need to clean the cage, and change the water and food, and let them fly around, and clean up after them when they poop all over the place, and vacuum up the seed they chuck around.

But it sounds like a good idea...

*uncrashed*

I feel sooooooo much better than I did yesterday.

*crash*

I still feel like I'm going to throw up. I'm shaking, and I've had a lump in my throat for most of the day. I thought that was a lame literary device to show someone was emotional. Apparently not.

Faith in humanity restored? Check.

Someone just called me saying that he found my disc that I lost last weekend (this would be the weekend with the wasp sting). Whee! I might even get it back in time to go to Pender this weekend.

Now, I must get off my ass (or stay on it, since I need to be at the computer) and arrange the rest of the weekend, so that we've got a place to go to.

Up, and down, and up, and down again.

Whee! Aren't mood swings FUN?!! :P

I'm on a low right now after being REALLY high for...wow...over a week. I crashed sometime last night, and I'm still feeling emotionally beaten up. Wow. :(

No fabulous title

I'm so jittery today, I feel like I'm going to throw up. Nothing huge is happening... I'm just feeling nervous. I hate this. I've been thinking, and that's never a good sign.

(insert snarky, annoyed, angsty remark here.)

I wish my stomach would settle the fuck down.

Thinking...

...my hair has gotten boring again.

Realizing...the last time I thought that, I had hot pink hair two days later.

From the annals of "Gee, why didn't I think of that."

Apparently disc golfing for four hours straight causes pain the next day. Ow. I think every joint is sore. My finger feels better...it's not as swollen or sore, but my hip feels like it's going to pop out of its joint. This is a recurring injury that I usually get during Ultimate season, but it seems to have stiffened up after yesterday.

Oh, and I have a sunburn on my upper chest where my tank top didn't cover. I managed to remember to put a little sunscreen on it yesterday, so it's more itchy than painful, but it's still annoying. :P I get to put lavender/peppermint (healing and cooling) oil on it and aloe (healing). Sticky and candy scented...that's me and my sheets. :P And NOT because of naughty activity either. :)

Correlation does not always mean causation.

So I wore bug repellent again while disc golfing...last time I did this I became dinner for a tick, and the time before that was when I was about ten. So this time I get stung by a wasp. On my finger which is on the hand that I throw with. For crying out loud! This was on the second hole and my drive was really great...before my disc had landed I got stung, and that was it. The next four hours was me throwing crappy throw after crappy throw with a swollen, numb and aching finger.

Then I lost a disc in the water. *sigh* Not my day. I need chocolate almonds. Fortunately I have chocolate almonds. *collapses into bed with a good book and said almonds*

Coolest thing I've done all month.

Yesterday before my karate lesson (UNDER SUPERVISION!), I broke a two inch thick concrete slab with my bare hand. That is all.

whoa...dizzy.

I did karaoke tonight, and apparently I'm pretty good...I got some compliments from people that I wouldn't expect it from. :D

I'm feeling dizzy and meyyah...some people were doing Bohemiam Rhapsody, so Dave and I were headbanging a la Wayne and Garth (I did a fabulous air guitar) and now my neck is all wobbly.

Sorry this post is "teh suxxor", but...well, my head is about to fall into my lap. Yeah.

I like karaoke much lots. And I wasn't even drunk!

So. Tired.

I babysat yesterday to today...and I'm exhausted. The kids were great (brother and sister, 12 and 10) and the pets were great too (1 year old cat, BIG golden retriever) but I don't sleep well in a new place and my allergies were acting up a bit.

Did anyone hear the RAIN last night? Holy smokes...I thought the sky was falling.

Checklist of stuff to do...
Three or four articles for SPIN. (One's done! One's being researched! [er...not right this second.])
Edit my FREAKING NOVEL. (5 pages done, many, many to go, although I've scribbled all over all of the pages now)
SLEEEEEEP. (yes. Off to take a quick nap before my SPIN meeting tonight.)

On the list of things that I didn't really want to do today...

...pull a tick out of my leg. (links below for search engine arrivals) Niiiiiice. So now of course, I'm looking through lists of tick-borne diseases. Great. :P Fortunately, it seems that Lyme Disease (the one I was worried about BEFORE I found a whole bunch of other ones) is only transmitted 36-48 hours after being bitten, and I was bitten about nine or ten hours ago when I was disc golfing. (I got a 33 and a 32 for each of the nine holes we played. 31's my best. In case you were wondering.) Anyway, in case anyone has arrived here from a search engine, here is a site with pictures (so NNY...don't click) of bugs and other creepies. For local British Columbians, here is a site from Victoria.

Also on my list of things I didn't want to do today...run out of gas! Yay me! So, since bad things are supposed to come in threes, is my bed going to collapse when I lie down on it tonight? *snark*