Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

Day 3 - N

The child I gave away, full of life, wonder, and the same darkness that plagues me. You danced beneath my heart. I know I made the right decision. I love you.

Day 2 - Snoogs

Artist, huzzie, wild-woman tamer, better half is truer today than it’s ever been. I will always love you.

365…and counting

Claire, one of my favorite bloggers, started this project, x365.org. 
After reading her entries for a few weeks, and tracking back to the original blog, I’ve decided to take a stab at this. There won’t always be names. But impressions and details mean a lot to me. I think it may help me develop characters for my future writings. The other kicker, beyond posting [...]

Panic

I don’t have enough time to breathe, finish my reading (I spent WAY too much time on that fucking Marie Antionette biography), and finish my writing. I’m trying to make sure I have time for everything, and I do, I just have to stop spinning my wheels and STFU.
We took the  Max all over the [...]

To do:

meeting one in Vancouver
meeting two in Battle Ground
pick up Amandapants from airport
pack a bag for the overnight @ Lex’s house
print directions to the convention center in Seattle
charge the work celly, and the home celly
bring  my laptop
bring a chair
work on novel stuff (need to get it in by the end of the weekend)
hug a husband
finish coffee
not [...]

More human than human!

I, the MoodyMeow, am no longer a snotmonster.
My breathing doesn’t sound like it’s being performed under duress, deep within a cavern of phlegm.
My eyes don’t have dark luggage to carry.
The cough, although still present, sounds raspy rather than earth-shattering. My lips are still chapped, as is my nose (dude….tissue paper seriously hurts), [...]

Stolen from Claire

 I’m still hopped up on cold meds. D and I went to bed @ 7 last night. The fever returned. I whined. I woke this morning and was theeees —><—- close to calling in again. After my shower, swathed in a towel, I sat on the bed and stared at the floor. D’s call jarred [...]

Dayquil for days

Multiple days of being sick…again, have put me behind my deadline for school. I’m still under the weather, at work, and I think my fever just came back. I’ve been sick more since I got to Oregon than the whole time I was in Florida. I think Oregon is trying to kill me. Or tell [...]

And now…with OCD

I don’t know if I was actually avoiding finishing my pages for the month, but instead of focusing on POV or cleaning the house, D and I rearranged our home. Once the thought entered my mind, I couldn’t focus on anythign else. We had to move the rooms around.
Must.
Move.
Furniture.
The dining table is now where my [...]

I’m wearing a braid and a sweater

We had a lovely break in the gray for the past few days. The weatherpeople even predicted sun for the weekend. They were wrong, of course. I woke to dark skies. Living here has changed my appreciatation for the blue of the sky and how sunlight feels when it’s unfiltered by high clouds or blocked [...]

Fire is bad

It’s obvious to look at me, that I loves me some food. Salsa has to be my favorite condiment. I think everything tastes better with sour cream. Carrots are only as good as the dressing they are in, and there’s nothing better on a cold day than tomato soup and a good grilled cheese sandwich [...]

Countdown:

To Cirque - 11 days and counting
to Battlestar’s return - 4 days
To my deadline - 9 days
to my next birthday …I’m no good at math, but it’s a few months
to Mom’s next birthday - 364 days (HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMA!)
to seeing my sister - dunno
till my freaking uterus stops buggin me……not soon enough.

I’m whiney and achey and [...]

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