Basically, what it's come down to, is working with Blogger or Wordpress. And wordpress won. It's just a much more versatile blogging platform. So, even though I only just started this one, I'm closing it down.
On the bright side, all the information here is mirrored at the other site. In fact, I have transferred all of my old posts (from my world travels and before) to their final location. I really don't see me moving my blog anymore, now that it's on my very own website. So, I do apologize for sending you all over the webosphere, but I think I've finally settled down.
Final blog location is www.whatisthegreatexperiment.com/banquet. I hope to see you there. :)
Peace.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Other People's Business
Wow. Stuff has happened. And when I say “Stuff,” it's with the capital S. It is not my Stuff, so I am not at liberty to say what happened, nor to whom. However, what I can say is that the offending party is a child, an idiot and a selfish sunamabitch. (From now on, we shall refer to the selfish sunamabitch as The Idiot, because it's easier to type and it REALLY applies. And “Troglodyte Child” is just far too complimentary.)
This Stuff is a pretty big thing for me, even though it's not happening TO me, and so most of my energy outside of caretaking for Pop is currently directed towards offering support for my friend, and trying to figure out what the blankety-blank was going on in the mind of The Idiot that they would handle things so poorly. Then again, after applying a moniker like The Idiot, I should stop trying to figure out how they think, because obviously, they're not thinking. If they WERE thinking, they wouldn't have pulled half of the nonsense they did. (And yes, I am playing the pronoun game as a way to protect identities, not because I don't know my English grammar.)
I am absolutely furious that anyone, ANYONE would treat my friend the way that The Idiot has, and I very much want to lash out. However, what I need to remember is that as much as my friend is grieving over this painful situation, it is something that they chose to go through, and that they are learning a LOT about life through this experience. In that respect, this is turning out to be a Very Useful Experience. Also, Law of Attraction states that the more I focus on The Idiot's foul behavior, the more I draw people like that into my life, and I really don't need any of that at the moment.
So, I am letting go. I am supportive of my friend, and helping them take as many lessons from this experience as they can handle, and the rest I let go. It's not my shite to deal with, so there's no need for me to call it to myself.
And honestly, since Saturday (when this all began), my friend has been dealing with all of it admirably well, getting stronger and more self-assured with each passing hour. I am very proud of them. (GAH! I hate the pronoun game. It is so clumsy.)
But the point of all this, is that outside of this drama, there is very little going on in my life that doesn't take place at the conversational level of a two-year-old. So this is much more interesting to talk about... And I'm turning into a gossip. Blech.
Hmm. I really need something to capture my interest... that or I need to get out more.
Speaking of getting out more, today at the library, one of the full-time staff members expressed a wish that I could work there at the very least part-time. I am not adverse to getting paid to do what I'm doing. I only wish I had the hours. BUT this does bode well for the someday when I will need to have an income again. :)
Anyway, yeah. That's me.
Peace.
This Stuff is a pretty big thing for me, even though it's not happening TO me, and so most of my energy outside of caretaking for Pop is currently directed towards offering support for my friend, and trying to figure out what the blankety-blank was going on in the mind of The Idiot that they would handle things so poorly. Then again, after applying a moniker like The Idiot, I should stop trying to figure out how they think, because obviously, they're not thinking. If they WERE thinking, they wouldn't have pulled half of the nonsense they did. (And yes, I am playing the pronoun game as a way to protect identities, not because I don't know my English grammar.)
I am absolutely furious that anyone, ANYONE would treat my friend the way that The Idiot has, and I very much want to lash out. However, what I need to remember is that as much as my friend is grieving over this painful situation, it is something that they chose to go through, and that they are learning a LOT about life through this experience. In that respect, this is turning out to be a Very Useful Experience. Also, Law of Attraction states that the more I focus on The Idiot's foul behavior, the more I draw people like that into my life, and I really don't need any of that at the moment.
So, I am letting go. I am supportive of my friend, and helping them take as many lessons from this experience as they can handle, and the rest I let go. It's not my shite to deal with, so there's no need for me to call it to myself.
And honestly, since Saturday (when this all began), my friend has been dealing with all of it admirably well, getting stronger and more self-assured with each passing hour. I am very proud of them. (GAH! I hate the pronoun game. It is so clumsy.)
But the point of all this, is that outside of this drama, there is very little going on in my life that doesn't take place at the conversational level of a two-year-old. So this is much more interesting to talk about... And I'm turning into a gossip. Blech.
Hmm. I really need something to capture my interest... that or I need to get out more.
Speaking of getting out more, today at the library, one of the full-time staff members expressed a wish that I could work there at the very least part-time. I am not adverse to getting paid to do what I'm doing. I only wish I had the hours. BUT this does bode well for the someday when I will need to have an income again. :)
Anyway, yeah. That's me.
Peace.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
I Am Truly Blessed
So, the other day I was telling Blade my Tale Of Woe about how I couldn't go see Batman... and tears were streaming down my face. Mebbe, I thought, Just mebbe this is a bigger deal than I originally thought. I should Do Something. So I called a friend and basically arranged it so that I could go see Batman today. And all is right with the world. :)
It was good. I am grateful I was able to go. It was also very dark and intense. And I think I like it more, now that it has settled into my bones.
After the movie, I had enough time to fill up my gas tank and then book it back home.
From the time I left the gas station, I have been fielding phone calls. (Actually, my first phone call-- not counting my sister calling right at midnight-- was at 11:00 this morning.) When I got home, I found a gazillion emails and birthday cards and wishes. And I've been on the phone ever since. I guess it's a good thing I didn't plan on much more than a movie. ;)
Oh, yeah. I feel the love. I have the most amazingest, awesomest (like a hotdog!) friends and family. You made my day. No, really.
Thank you.
And now, I leave you with this thought for the day, because it's Muppets, I just discovered it today, and I just can't resist.
Peace and love.
It was good. I am grateful I was able to go. It was also very dark and intense. And I think I like it more, now that it has settled into my bones.
After the movie, I had enough time to fill up my gas tank and then book it back home.
From the time I left the gas station, I have been fielding phone calls. (Actually, my first phone call-- not counting my sister calling right at midnight-- was at 11:00 this morning.) When I got home, I found a gazillion emails and birthday cards and wishes. And I've been on the phone ever since. I guess it's a good thing I didn't plan on much more than a movie. ;)
Oh, yeah. I feel the love. I have the most amazingest, awesomest (like a hotdog!) friends and family. You made my day. No, really.
Thank you.
And now, I leave you with this thought for the day, because it's Muppets, I just discovered it today, and I just can't resist.
Peace and love.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Awesome Hotdogs
I've been dreading this week. Not so much for the getting a year older thing. Actually, that part I generally look forward to. Like a fine wine, I think I'm better as I age. No, the reason I've been dreading this week is... Friday. I've already posted about how I'm not going to be able to be able to celebrate the birthday properly (on the day of), and what it comes down to, is that most days I don't mind being alone-ish. But I don't like being alone on my birthday. I don't like having nothing to do, no one to see and nowhere to be. It's not just my birthday, really. Holidays in general. I don't want to be alone on a day that should be celebrated.
This last weekend, I had a royal pity party for myself. All I was missing was the crown. ;) I even started feeling sorry for myself about the winter holidays. The LAST thing I want to do is spend this coming December the same way I did the last-- worrying over/waiting for Pop to recover from surgery and pining away for family all of whom (with the exception of Pop, of course) are in other states, if not another country. And here's me, tied to this house, unable to get away. Honestly, I doubt that any of them will be able to make it this year either. Oh, yes. This last weekend, I put myself in a fine funk.
And you know what? Something good did come out of it. (Whodathunkit?) I realized that thinking like that will only bring on more of the same, so I decided to change my thinking. Instead of feeling sorry for myself, I decided to do something to improve my situation.
Well, there's not much I can do about throwing myself a birthday party this year. It's a bit late. And truly, Saturday will be absolutely wonderful, getting to spend time with almost all of my favorite east coast people, so I don't REALLY have room to complain anyway. And as for the winter holidays, I am going to surround myself with as many of my friends as I possibly can. And to give me something to look forward to, I'm going to throw a small, intimate Yule party for my nearest and dearest. I may not be able to see all my family, but it doesn't mean that I can't feel the love.
Also, when I spoke to my sister the other day, I told her it was of the utmost importance that she call me on Friday. And she promised she would.
AND THEN!!! My super genius Daddy and Stepmom sent me an early birfday pressie: an awesome (like a hotdog) bread machine!!!! SQUEEEE!!!! I'm making my very first loaf right now: French bread. It won't be baguette, because it's in the wrong shape, but it should taste the same. OMG! Excited am I. (Have I mentioned excited?)
And today, I did my first stint as a volunteer at the library. Organizing the SciFi/Fantasy books = fun. People are lazy and put stuff in the wrong places, BUT I found a bunch of books I wanna read... when I'm done with what I'm reading right now.
Organizing the children's reference section = not so fun. Besides the fact that small children have NO CONCEPT of filing/putting things in order, I didn't find any books I wanted to read there. Started at the end and worked my way up, so when I left, I was still sifting through American history and forms of terrorism. I kid you not. Even so, it was incredibly fulfilling to see what a mess it started out as, and how tidy I was able to get my one little section. Although, I will say this: I need to start doing Yoga again.
So, oddly enough, I would say this week is off to a far better start than I expected. And as soon as I gets me my Frrrrrench Brrrrread, I'm gonna go have toast and jam!
OMG! My bread machine even has a setting to make jams and preserves! And BAGELS!@!!! (Not at the same time, but I hear that's coming in a later model.)
And now, I leave you with this thought for the day:
Peace.
This last weekend, I had a royal pity party for myself. All I was missing was the crown. ;) I even started feeling sorry for myself about the winter holidays. The LAST thing I want to do is spend this coming December the same way I did the last-- worrying over/waiting for Pop to recover from surgery and pining away for family all of whom (with the exception of Pop, of course) are in other states, if not another country. And here's me, tied to this house, unable to get away. Honestly, I doubt that any of them will be able to make it this year either. Oh, yes. This last weekend, I put myself in a fine funk.
And you know what? Something good did come out of it. (Whodathunkit?) I realized that thinking like that will only bring on more of the same, so I decided to change my thinking. Instead of feeling sorry for myself, I decided to do something to improve my situation.
Well, there's not much I can do about throwing myself a birthday party this year. It's a bit late. And truly, Saturday will be absolutely wonderful, getting to spend time with almost all of my favorite east coast people, so I don't REALLY have room to complain anyway. And as for the winter holidays, I am going to surround myself with as many of my friends as I possibly can. And to give me something to look forward to, I'm going to throw a small, intimate Yule party for my nearest and dearest. I may not be able to see all my family, but it doesn't mean that I can't feel the love.
Also, when I spoke to my sister the other day, I told her it was of the utmost importance that she call me on Friday. And she promised she would.
AND THEN!!! My super genius Daddy and Stepmom sent me an early birfday pressie: an awesome (like a hotdog) bread machine!!!! SQUEEEE!!!! I'm making my very first loaf right now: French bread. It won't be baguette, because it's in the wrong shape, but it should taste the same. OMG! Excited am I. (Have I mentioned excited?)
And today, I did my first stint as a volunteer at the library. Organizing the SciFi/Fantasy books = fun. People are lazy and put stuff in the wrong places, BUT I found a bunch of books I wanna read... when I'm done with what I'm reading right now.
Organizing the children's reference section = not so fun. Besides the fact that small children have NO CONCEPT of filing/putting things in order, I didn't find any books I wanted to read there. Started at the end and worked my way up, so when I left, I was still sifting through American history and forms of terrorism. I kid you not. Even so, it was incredibly fulfilling to see what a mess it started out as, and how tidy I was able to get my one little section. Although, I will say this: I need to start doing Yoga again.
So, oddly enough, I would say this week is off to a far better start than I expected. And as soon as I gets me my Frrrrrench Brrrrread, I'm gonna go have toast and jam!
OMG! My bread machine even has a setting to make jams and preserves! And BAGELS!@!!! (Not at the same time, but I hear that's coming in a later model.)
And now, I leave you with this thought for the day:
Peace.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Rainman Needs a Holiday
Yeah, I'm noticing this whole “getting out in the real world” is becoming really important. The other day, I made a dash to the store in the middle of the night, while talking to Daddy. After a while, he had to go and got off the phone, but I kept talking. I became that crazy lady roaming the aisles of Volde-Mart at 1:00AM talking to herself-- and not in the funny way. It freaked me out enough that I called Castle, knowing he'd still be up, just so that I could have someone responding to me, because I couldn't stop talking.
Yes, getting around people who can hold down a conversation (that doesn't loop every 15 seconds, thankyouverymuch) is starting to become important. Definitely. Definitely important. Definitely. Definitely. /typed-Rainman-impression YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN?!
As you probably know, I have beenfightingworking with the Veteran's Association since mid-February, trying to get a homemaker to come in and give me some relief from caring for The Mad Cow, day in and day out. And as of 2 weeks ago, they finally came through (with a little nudge from Senator Rockefeller and Congresswoman Capito). All of a sudden, I went from 6 hours a week total to 4 hours, 5 times a week. TWENTY hours, to do grocery shopping, visit with friends and just be out of the house. HEAVEN! Mebbe I'll even start finding my sanity again. I'm fairly certain I left it under a rock somewhere...
The problem is, my friends are working during the majority of those hours. And grocery shopping takes me about 2 hours, if I reeeeally stretch it. And, due to poor timing on the part of the theaters, I can't really go see a movie. It has sort of left me wondering what the Hell I'm supposed to be doing with all this lovely free time? Something where I'm not spending money (because, hello! I don't have an income) and where I'm out of the house, but not driving up to Parkersburg every day. Actually, Parkersburg would be a non-issue if it weren't for the prohibitive cost of gas, and, well, lack of income.
Hmm, lack of income, plenty of time on my hands... At first I thought I could get a part time job! Except, that I would have to figure in commute time, because I LEAVE the house at 2:00, I can't BE at work at 2:00. And I can't work overtime. And I still need SOME time for shopping, or running up to Pburg for SOME necessities... and most offices in the area close by 5:00 (if I'm lucky), so I've got somewhere between 7.5 and 10 hours that I can work. Hmmm. Like anyone would waste time training me in their office to do 7.5-10 hours of work over 3-4 days in a week. GAH!
But I still needed something to do. Next thought: community service. So I went to my local library. Turns out they're desperate for volunteers. In fact, they're even hiring part timers right now (to the tune of 20-30 hours/week, so I still can't do it, but it's nice to know!). And I volunteered. Starting Tuesday (cuz Monday is grocery day), I get to put all of the sci-fi/fantasy books in alpha order. I'm realizing that to some people, that might sound downright dull, but I'm excited. I'll get to work IN A LIBRARY, in the SCI-FI section, and I'll be able to soothe that weird part of me that loves to put things in order (except in my bedroom). And there will be people there whose conversations don't loop every 15 seconds! I might even get to talk to one of them. OooooOOOOOooooh!
So, yeah. I'm volunteering to work in the library, and I couldn't be happier. Oh! And if I can get my bike fixed, I could even ride there every day. OoOOOOOoooooh! Built in exercise!
So, once that starts, I might go back to my regular conversations with myself, instead of the freaky ones. I'm excited.
Peace.
Yes, getting around people who can hold down a conversation (that doesn't loop every 15 seconds, thankyouverymuch) is starting to become important. Definitely. Definitely important. Definitely. Definitely. /typed-Rainman-impression YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN?!
As you probably know, I have been
The problem is, my friends are working during the majority of those hours. And grocery shopping takes me about 2 hours, if I reeeeally stretch it. And, due to poor timing on the part of the theaters, I can't really go see a movie. It has sort of left me wondering what the Hell I'm supposed to be doing with all this lovely free time? Something where I'm not spending money (because, hello! I don't have an income) and where I'm out of the house, but not driving up to Parkersburg every day. Actually, Parkersburg would be a non-issue if it weren't for the prohibitive cost of gas, and, well, lack of income.
Hmm, lack of income, plenty of time on my hands... At first I thought I could get a part time job! Except, that I would have to figure in commute time, because I LEAVE the house at 2:00, I can't BE at work at 2:00. And I can't work overtime. And I still need SOME time for shopping, or running up to Pburg for SOME necessities... and most offices in the area close by 5:00 (if I'm lucky), so I've got somewhere between 7.5 and 10 hours that I can work. Hmmm. Like anyone would waste time training me in their office to do 7.5-10 hours of work over 3-4 days in a week. GAH!
But I still needed something to do. Next thought: community service. So I went to my local library. Turns out they're desperate for volunteers. In fact, they're even hiring part timers right now (to the tune of 20-30 hours/week, so I still can't do it, but it's nice to know!). And I volunteered. Starting Tuesday (cuz Monday is grocery day), I get to put all of the sci-fi/fantasy books in alpha order. I'm realizing that to some people, that might sound downright dull, but I'm excited. I'll get to work IN A LIBRARY, in the SCI-FI section, and I'll be able to soothe that weird part of me that loves to put things in order (except in my bedroom). And there will be people there whose conversations don't loop every 15 seconds! I might even get to talk to one of them. OooooOOOOOooooh!
So, yeah. I'm volunteering to work in the library, and I couldn't be happier. Oh! And if I can get my bike fixed, I could even ride there every day. OoOOOOOoooooh! Built in exercise!
So, once that starts, I might go back to my regular conversations with myself, instead of the freaky ones. I'm excited.
Peace.
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