Life with furry toes.

Ok, I admit it, I'm a freak, I have a bit of blonde peach fuzz that is completely invisible on my feet. Guess what? I'm not getting rid of it, it keeps me warm.

Life in an uneventful world.

Ugh. I love living here in Las Vegas, its a fun city. However, when you're single, know only a few select people, and don't have a shitload of money, you get insanely bored and very, very lonely. I don't mind doing things on my own and being alone, I'm fine with that. It just sucks that I don't have anyone to talk to that can relate to my daily life, hang out with, or just shoot the shit and laugh. I miss that. I miss home.

I've decided my quest is to find something to occupy my time....not someONE, someTHING. I think this is where I've gone wrong thus far. I can entertain myself, and have done so for 27 years, why should Las Vegas be any different?

If anyone has ideas on what I could do, inexpensive hobbies (preferably ones that avoid the sun... you know.. pale, pale, white girl) I'd be more than appreciative.

On second thought...maybe I should clean my room and finish unpacking... I mean.. I have lived here since April ;)

Life with luck.

I found a penny today in a parking lot...heads up. I put it in my shoe.

Life as an exorcist.

So a lot has been changing in my life, and as far as I'm concerned, things are going in a good direction.

I've been exorcising demons from my past, whether lost loves, regrets, or what have you. I'm getting over him, and realizing that all men are NOT out to get me, especially those I currently hold in fond regard. I know that now. it took a friend to get me to actually realize that...and then come to the conclusion that I shouldn't punish men in my future because of men in my past. Everyone is different, including me. There is no guarantee in matters of the heart, and while that pill is hard to swallow, it's a prescription that I need to take.

Next up, the demon of regret. Anyone who knows me at all, knows my love of all things sweet. Whether men, sugar, or baked goods, they all hold a place in my heart. ;) Anyway, more to the point, I have always loved baking, and when the time came in high school that we were to start looking into possible career paths, I was really interested in becoming a chef- or more accurately, a pastry chef. Unfortunately, my ass of a counselor talked me out of my chosen profession, assuring me that I would never make any money at it. Luckily, he guided me towards the highly lucrative *cough* riiiiight *cough* field of Graphic Design. This is something that I have regretted ever since. Don't get me wrong, I love design, and I like to think that I'm pretty good at it, however, baking has always been there in the back of my mind. Well, now I live in Las Vegas, and culinary delights lie around every corner, taunting me. I have recently, upon encouragement from a good friend, decided that I might like to go back to school to fulfill my dream of being a pastry chef. Thing is, its $$. I have done the homework, gotten the information, now the decision that needs to be made is one of finance. Is my dream worth it's accompanying financial burden?

Life after Gus.

So I've finally figured it out. Figured out why I'm bitter and hurt and angry still, a year and a half later. It wasn't the fact that he found someone he felt was better, someone who fulfilled him more, it was the fact that he hid it. I can get over the fact that I wasn't his perfect woman. I have a hard time getting over being lied to...betrayed. Whatever. I'm working on getting over him. He wasn't that special. Definitely not special enough now that I think about it to have dwelled on him, and the failed relationship for as long as I have.

I have adopted a new philosophy. I'm not going to let the things people do or say around me have a negative impact on me, and I'm going to be a better person today than I was yesterday, and tomorrow, I'm going to be a better person than I was today.

That's all I have on that for today.