Jazz's Cement Shoes....

According to a quick Google search, "A "Disney Kiss" is an enchanting spellbinding moment."

Thank goddess for me, Jazz is my crusher of spirits and dasher of dreams...or as per title...she becomes my cement shoes every time I start to float to Cloud 9.
*sigh. But allow me be in the clouds for a moment...

First kisses....aren't they the best? You only get one shot at it being just right...and when a guy does get it right, well, you can be left breathless.

My still nick-nameless guy is making his way into my universe, and if Jazz isn't on her game I might be swept away...but fate is on Jazz's side, and nameless has a business trip for two weeks...meaning, I may be forced to date....I know I know. Nothing I should complain about. But, really I'm telling you girls, make the Disney and First Kisses last...the coffee and cocktails don't hold a candle. ;)

a day of rest

So I have a headache. And -I'm not the only one. Work was tiring...yes, I worked on a Sunday...but, the newest guy...no nickname yet, is really starting to get to me...like really. Update, all other guys were eliminated last week. =Per Jazz, this was necessary to find the "right guy." And well, maybe she had a point...there were some seriousb issues.

Anyways, new guy is sweet, and he calls, and he's a different kind of cute--I.e. tall, dark, and handsome...a big departure from my tall, white, and insane ...but who knows, I'm sure I can find the pychopath in this one...I mean hell, they are drawn to me ;)

No, but in truth, cross your fingers little universe, this gossip girl could use a little more romance than the pizza guy.

Xoxo,
DCGG

Doesn't know what to say...

A lot has left her speechless this week...
Highs have been amazing...
Transformers, great work, great visits....
New-ness on the horizon...
I wake up smiling with a plan at hand....in the new planner....

and yet, it took a railway collision to have my Daddy call me to say he loves me....
again and again...but I'll take it.

The man in the mirror is barely reflected.

and an angel is now in heaven....

Craziness. In the end, I love my universe....with all its flaws and complications. It makes a rainy day that much easier, when a text comes in saying, I hope your day is great. :)

Short Life

There once was a lady in waiting
Let's call her Jane.
That girl wasn't ordinary-

No way for me a lady stuck in waiting
I'd rather battle fire-breathing dragons
I knew I could prove that a girl could be a Knight
Though my friends all laughed at me
but...

I wouldn't be discouraged and trained in secret
Then a dragon pinched the Royal Prince
and everyone was freaking
So I went alone to the dragon's home
to slay the dragon

Hey now, hey now now

Jane and the Dragon are best friends now
Dragon's sweet, he let me save the young Prince
Then the King made me a Knight apprentice

Hey now hey now now...

With Dragon's help I'll be a Knight someday

Dating is sooo much harder

Okay,
So, I'm gonna put it out there...Dating guys is weird, and hard. Most of ya'll that know me realize I'm trying this whole "dating thing."

Yeah, um. So I met someone. Who at first, was like wow...and now I'm like um, wow? And all the guys I was like, um, not this weekend, I'm like, yeah, about that coffee?

Kinda tragic. Anyways, amen for worrk and gym, and moving.

Such a waste of a summer! I need to go out.

Gun Control

So I just woke up and had the worst dream. It made me wanna buy a gun. I'm pretty scared. As independent as I am, I suddenly feel like I'm vulnerable, so what do I do, I look at gun laws. If keller gets a gun, I can too? Thoughts welcome.

transitions-better ones, even

So, hmmm, oddness.
Amjur queen flaked on me on Wednesday, and cheese guy had a family thing on Thursday, and mr boots wife lost her grandfather, cancelling the plans he made with me.

However...work was cancelled today, queen showed up bought me lunch, both men called and want to reschedule, a random guy I care not to remember asked me out for drinks, which I declined, then africa boy invited me over for eggs manana, another cook wants to see if he can cook something up next week...and, and, I was given a maybe visit by the EFG, - fortunatelly I didn't waste any lip gloss, as I'm pretty sure it would be illegal if he attempted to come over...

Bad to say you're coming and not, forgivable to say you MAY come then flake...I'm guessing the latter, anyways. Played fetch with the cat and discovered like 10 new channels! Yay qubo!!! Its may FAVORITE!

Lastly G1, twitter, cl responses for the crap I'm selling, and reassurring emails make me smile
Yay good day!

The Theme Song Returns...

Caramel - City High

There's Noithing Final about that....

*Sigh....and Grrrrrr.
So stupid bad fight with Michigan tonight...The third in like 3 weeks.
*sigh....I get that he's stressed out (Bar Prep)...but so help me Goddess, there are few things that deserve a cooling off period, and he is the effing freezer. I don't even want to talk to him until the Stupid Bar is over.

BUT... in other HAPPY news....I have reached a new level of man-lust-level, and watched a basketball game on TV for Ethnic Food Guy (EFG?) -Yeah, I hate watching any sports on TV. And he knows this...Lol, and yet, we made a bet requiring me to watch Game 4.
Lets just say, I was loosing... but didn't ;)

Now that I've watched game 4, well, it's not that bad.

AND THERES PUPPETS IN THE NBA, Why wouldn't I love that? ;)

PiMinTon!

I'm wide awake, watching cooking on PBS....

and...I did it. I was honest with every guy I have talked to in this whole "dating" scenario...Unless, he hasn't called or emailed me back....(I mean, they don't get courtesy if they bail first, right? i.e. if they're not interested in a another date, why would I call them saying, "Um, I like someone else..." Riiiight?)

Anyways people. Listen: The Follow-Up, The Call Back....yes, Michigan... it counts for a LOT!

If you've been following, that means the following guys have been eliminated....
* The Salesman. 2 dates, no call back. Done.
* The Attorney. Cocktails, kiss on cheek that I didn't expect...No call back. Done.
That leaves:
* The Ethnic Food Guy....who I thought before meeting was pretty damn perfect....and after meeting in fact, still kinda is. In sum, he emailed and followed up. He called back after the first date. He asked me out again....And despite Jazzy's threat to kick me if I stop dating other guys to be wrapped on this "ONE"..I just may...Lol. (No mds aren't so low as to accepting any guy that calls back, but this one, I don't know...got a feelin'?)
Anyways "Ethnic Food Guy" -he has been "re-named" to a cuter pet name, but that along with his real name is on a need to know basis. (Real friends know...) Suffice it to say, Ethnic Food Guy gets a Second date.

BUT, because Jazzy kicks hard: and because this just-a-guy-kinda-guy tempted me with a copy of War and Peace; I've agreed to another "coffee." *giggles* This new person to the "mix" is self-named the "Cheese Guy." Isn't it Amazing, when guys are smart enough to Google...we'll see if he follows up or is added to the list of "not even a date"
-I actually really like good cheese...like good wine and cheese, yum yum. (and apples with cracked black pepper says Jacques P'pin)

Okay. Enough for now.

xoxo my universe

#0nthelow

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Quickness.

1) It is my uneducated and unprofessional oppinion that A.D.D. is caused by Elmo's World.
First, the entire world is "created" by a monster that draws on the walls with a Blue Crayon and talks to a Goldfish.
-My mom would have beat me if I decided to go nuts on a wall and be like "HaHa, Door!" and then jump up and down....Yeah. Just Sayin'.

2) I feel really loved and productive today.
Visits last night from Amjur Queen, and tonight from Jazzy, and Tomorow is Queenie again, and I'm going to the bookstore on Thursday, and meeting Mr.Boots on Friday... Wait, what? Who?!?!
---YES, Mr. Boots. To some of you this is code to call me now, and tell me under no circumstances am I to leave my house. Some of you may even proceed to ask me to turn in my metro card, my phone, laptop, any and all sources to communication, including matchbooks...I am part native, and an army guy probably could read smoke signals....BUT
BUT...BUT...Hear me out...
I am older, and wiser, and well, we all grow up eventually right? Right?
For the new comers....this may be a prime time to use your little "search" function in Left hand corner...."Mr. Boots" has waaaaay to much of a story to pretend to catch anyone up on....

Suffice it to say, Mr. Boots is married, he knows I'm dating. He knows I'm happy...I really really really am Happy. So Maybe this time, It'll all be okay. Saturday Follows Friday, and while the list has dwindled and been reformed....A friendly ghost will be taking my time this weekend, and it's not MR. Boots. He gets Friday. Casper gets my weekend....

In that vein, I give you the song in my head: "Maybe it Was Me" by Matt Jones.
http://www.pocket-tunes.com/artists/matt/tracks/03%20-%20Matt%20Jones%20-%20Better%20Transitions%20-%20Maybe%20it%20was%20me.mp3

Lyrics provided by: http://www.sweetslyrics.com/442749.Matt%20Jones%20-%20Maybe%20It%20Was%20Me.html

Twitt that I am

I decided to grow up....
So, 1) I now have a professional Twitt Account....
and 2) I have my somewhat "anonymous" DCGossipGirl Twitt Account.
Why. Because I'm about to do some serious clean up on my Social Networking....

Its too important now a days to pretend you can't Google me. So, close friends...yeah, you know how to gain access to both. ;)

Is laughing as she watches the Today show

Their link isn't up...but check the table of contents for "Rules"
Hilarious....and yet, I've started doing it....

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Fallin' into Place

So...I have some rants, some raves, and some advice:
1) As the Recessionista that I am, I've decided people should be well aware of some things they should and shouldn't spend their money on,
DO... Spend your money on....

• A good razor. Both I and a GF have some beautiful knicks....simply put. OUCH!
• A good wax job. Yeah, I said it. After going back to shaving in an emergency bathing suit situation, I decided, never again. YEAH, not worth it. And don't think you can save money by going to a wam-bam-25 dollar place either. Pay the full 35 Sister. Love yourself, and He will thank you later.
• Good detergent. Really. Clean is not always clean.
• Good Hair Care Products, Facial Cleansers, etc. There is a difference. But hey, your look...
• Good Toilet Paper....You know, when I'm in someone's bathroom, I notice these things. I know you do too.
  

With that. DONT SPEND YOUR MONEY on....

• Designer Labels...at least not until they go on sale. Really, you can wait till Friday. And no one knows you got it at Ross or TJMax or where-ever...unless they're their with you, and TRUST, she's not telling anyone.
• Anti-bacterial "brand name products"-really I know swine flu is everywhere, but the 99 cent brand of anti-whatever goop is the same as the name brand stuff. REALLY people, it's alcohol in a water based lubricant. Get over it.
• Smelly plug in the wall stuff. Same deal as above. Smelly stuff in wax or melted oil. No one cares as long as it works.
• Name brand bleach. Like really. Bleach is bleach.
  

Thats all on that. Things I've noted.

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New Topic: So I've started Dating....
Yeah yeah yeah, thanks to Jazzy's suggestion, I finally decided to put myself out there and start saying yes to coffee and no to the bar scene "let me take you to breakfast" lines....So...in sum. I'm dating. Like Michigan makes fun of me because I meet guys randomly (say at a CVS picking out gummie bears) or off Craigslist because someone had a concert ticket....
but...point is. I am "dating." Like a "good girl." Well, like a very bored girl....WHICH now...the boredom has ended BECAUSE....
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New Topic: I got a Job. Two in fact.
One. Working as a 501-c3 "consultant" -Jaz is right, the term consultant is a catch all. and Two. As a "research assistant" to my martian professor. Who btw, Amjur Queen swears I am sleeping with (WHICH IM NOT) --jeeze
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So...Things are falling into place AND I'm fallin right along with them. Quick summary on the "Cast" of my Universe as it currently stands (haven't done the cast update in a while)

CAST (in order of appearance or as I remember)

• Michigan-is back in the Middle of Everything, and alas, still single although homeboy got play last I heard. (woot woot!) I can say that, cause I know he never reads this...
• My Niles-visited last weekend. And may I say, Adult Slumber PArties are the best. I am a total convert, and Will be throwing at least, AT LEAST two slumber parties this summer once I'm moved....In sum though, his trip was everything I've missed, needed, and wanted for the 12 years I've known him....I do love you. (Warm Cambell's mmm mmm good feeling)
• Jazzy- is back! Yay! She keeps me sane, and grounded, and good. Like a private mom.
• Amjur Queen- is working, Like me-and has thus disappeared--like me, lol.
  

Hmmm, Maybe some of ya'll wanna know....Yes,

• The 3L Finally started emailing me again. and I'm happy, because despite the mixed signals, I did like the guy...
  

Speaking of, there's been a re-emergence of another "guy"--

• The guy I want to go to Africa with--hot, white boy roommate...yeah, he emailed....I should respond to that....So cute, and he cooks eggs.... I'm so easy to please
  

I have officially ditched the Italian, which if you didn't know about him, well, that just shows how insignificant he was. (look, no bullet even)

• My Entourage, was just over the other day...and totally spoiled a coffee date I was on. It was priceless. We got him a new apartment, then we looked at my new phone..

• Speaking of. The New G1. Yeah. I love it. (That is all....)

Hmmm. Some new guys.....

• The Salesman. we'll see.
  
• The Attorney. we'll see.
  
• The Ethnic food Guy....pretty damn perfect....we'll see. and then,
• there's This guy with a Brain.....

And,....Yeah, I know you're reading this...You know I'm dating. So shhh, no lip. I'll stop dating when someone loves me enough to buy me purple roses and blue flowers, my own copy of war and peace, or hell just treats me like I'm first. Until then...well, I gotta love me, and damn it, I'm worth coffee.

• Finally, Someone-is coming to NY...I'm thinking I'm invited. I'm thinking I'm going if I am.

Wasn't that Long? Wasn't that way more than you cared to know? See why I don't write all the time....and BTW. NEW COMERS....I know you're out there....stalker. :) .... Read the Disclaimers. No whining. There's no crying in baseball.

• Which btw....love to my TX crush, and my BFF J. Who also never reads this. :)