When it rains, it pours

A lots been going on in my life lately, and not all of it good. I'd have to say I've been in a rut. Not to mention in the middle of a lot of chaos. But I'm glad to say that, for the most part, the downward spiral is done.

Sometimes you have to wonder at the fast balls life tends to throw at you. And there's always a decision you have to make to deal with whatever hardship. My decisions usually consist of me locking myself in my room for days at a time watching the Sex and the City series and feeling sorry for myself. Now I'm all better though. I've gotten most of my ducks in a row, so to speak, and have decided it is time to stand up straight again and get myself out of the rut that has me wanting to live someone else's life.

I am now on the search for a place to call my own. So that's giving me a little ray of hope. Currently I'm cleaning my room and looking through my 100 or so pairs of shoes for some fancy ones I can wear for my good friends' wedding I'm in this weekend since my troubles of the last week left me out $1,000. Also to get ready for the wedding I've perfected the french manicure on myself, something I've always thought too girly for me...oh and extensions in my too short hair. Yeah, the wedding is bringing out the girl in me. I've become a jane of all trades beauty edition. Next up is diy hair clips, garter and at-home waxing. I took a little break to eat some mac n' cheese, but I better get back to my tasks at hand before I lose my wind and decide to lay around some more. Something I'm very good at.

Judgey wudgey was a bear

What really cracks me up (and by cracks me up i mean annoys me) is when people have a certain perception of me. Usually that perception is that I'm this real tough, mean, crazy freak in bed. The truth is, I am far from crazy, I'm probably nicer than you and while I'm great in the sack, I am no where near "freaky". I guess I just look the part.

Which is funny since last time I checked my tattoos and assorted accoutrements were not acquired with the hopes of impressing someone or rebelling against something or proving anything. Besides "did that hurt", "is it/are they real" and "do you know you'll have those when you're old", one of the most asked questions is, "How long have you had those/that?" Why? Why do you, a complete stranger want to know how long I've had my assorted piercings. I just don't get it. Although my favorite one is the "do you know you'll have those when you're old" because I mean, really, I didn't know that and you telling me has completely opened my eyes. Thank you so much for enlightening me.

But I digress, I am not writing to rant. My point is that it amazes me how someone won't even know me in person, just through the world of myspace, and they know me...they know I'm "crazy"...or that I'm a beautiful person on the inside. Maybe its the pms in me talking, but after a while, that kind of shit does really get to me. You know, especially around this time of the month when I'm feeling sorry for myself. It happens.

So being judged by my outward appearance is sometimes not fun. Like poop.

Nutshell is full

Just a few things that have been filling up the nutshell that is my life. Here are a few tidbits:

1. Last night I was in the Miss Hair-azona 2008 competition. I didn't win. It was pretty much a beauty pageant without the cheesy opening number, bikini portion or talent competition. I didn't want to do it...not that I don't think I'm hot enough, but I'm not disillusioned as to what the majority of the male population likes, which is girls that look like the girls that were my competition. But I did it, and I got a lot of free drinks, maybe a little too much, and had fun nonetheless.

2. I'm still working 2 jobs, and still manage to never have money. Go figure. Speaking of work, on Saturday at job 2, which is Sally's, I have to dress like Paris Hilton. Man, the things I do for money. Let me elaborate. We started selling her synthetic, crappy hair "extensions" and Saturday is Paris Hilton day. I have to wear a pink shirt. I don't own a pink shirt. I kind of want to quit on integrity alone. Oh what a glamorous life I lead.

3. My dad has another book coming out this month. I'm super stoked about it. He may even be coming to AZ for a book signing. He is, after all, a literary icon.

4. My love life, or lack there of, has been, well, lacking to say the least. Not much fun for me.

5. I'm going to Vegas at the end of June for a hair show, and while I'm there, I'll be hitting up the Sin City tattoo convention. I couldn't be more excited to get out of dodge. I need a vacation real bad.

6. I may have sleep apnea, insomnia and narcolepsy. I'm not really surprised by the insomnia because I can't sleep ever, but the narcolepsy is surprising. I guess I should make a trip to the evil doctor and see what's up with all that nonsense.

7. I'm going to be a bridesmaid in my friend Jessica's wedding. This should be interesting. I've never been in a wedding before. Hey, did you hear? Bridesmaids always put out.

That's about it. Nothing really interesting going on. I just work and take care of the kiddos, and occasionally drink way too much alcohol. That's a day in the life of me, I guess.