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On Feeling the Dumps

  • Feb. 4th, 2008 at 9:31 PM
blueskybrightly
 This... this is the time when low is low. I feel strangely empty. As I look around, nothing suits me to fill the gnawing void.

 There is a point & purpose. I must have been stabbed by both many times, only to ignore the sensation. 

 I  had another dream that I was part of the "Third Party Intervention Program." What's that?  It's an enormous, world-wide group of humans who've forgotten that we were supposed to be Enlightened Ones-- think would-be angels that somehow got stuck in an earthbound Purgatory instead (*snorts* and I say that I'm not very Bible-oriented! I love me)... Here and there we are given chances to do ultimate good in caring & loving others, and we have a teeny tiny itty bitty portion of enlightenment granted to us at oddball times-- a thought, a surge of healing energy, a purposeful action-- that would have a tremendously positive "butterfly effect" on things. 
 I guess we're all part of the Third Party Intervention Program, really-- but in the dream, I felt & saw all manner of energy build & surge about me (in color) for a time. Finally the energy stabilized to a soft, sparkling gold that had a hazy white halo. So bright & focused. I could actually grant a few extra moments of life... of peace...

 Flarp. Verily, I am blah. I do declare that an airplane could crash through my home at any moment, and I would  calmly walk out through the rubble & mutter "Hmmm. Yes, quite."

 Blah & All

    

Out of the Closet/New Year Thingy

  • Jan. 12th, 2008 at 12:41 PM
blueskybrightly

 Well, Balls of Ireland. Everybody else seems to have blogged something fantastic (or at least interesting/informative/amusing) about their New Year, & look at me, I haven't done shite. 
 I'm beginning to become a bit tired of blogging & then remembering to lock posts, which effectively confuses some readers... I simply have had many things going on that I didn't necessarily want or need to have others know about, at the time. No one much cares except the trolls-- judging by my comments section-- so, I'm coming out of my self-imposed closet. Only that doesn't sound quite right, as that's the euphemism frequently used to describe the period of time when individuals declare their gay/lesbian/etc. nature. I'm not of that nature, so I shall just barge ahead in my usual heedless manner.   

 So-- in the disinterest of mankind, or something like it, I will stand on my crummy little box and tell you what I thought of 2007:

 1.Very.
 2.Very.
 3. Full of Change.
 4. And forgetfulness, apparently. 

I celebrated my 34th birthday by crying.
Prior to Valentine's Day, plans for divorce were made.
In May, I graduated with honor from my nursing program.
Also in May, I bought a run-down mobile home in a mobile home park.
In June, I moved into my new home-- Weasel tagged along .
September brought part-time employment & good fun at The Renaissance Festival.
In September I had a vicious root canal done-- I have had post-operative problems related to that tooth for nearly a month, now.
September also brought about issues that caused me to have deep concern for my mom & her health-- that deserves a long blog page itself.
October was just plain extremely busy & stressful, and I am amazed & delighted that I still have some shreds of my sanity left.
In October, one of the most important events of the whole year (and of my life, for that matter) occurred: the joint petition for a dissolution of marriage was granted. I can say it freely & in big letters: I AM DIVORCED. I will blog about it as I see fit.
Also In October I started two jobs. One job I quit after less than a week, the other job I'm still at, and I actually enjoy it. I'm waiting to be informed of the results of my recent application to be promoted within the company. 

 That's most of the news. Of course I left some things out. Begging your pardon & meaning no insult, but some things are better left unwritten. At least now my blogs will be a wee bit less confusing (LoftyLucy & sharpsh00tr, I hope this answers your questions as to why my entries were "very disjointed," with  "no explanation to help navigate through your words"). Although-- honestly, three-quarters of the time, they don't seem to make much sense to me, no matter what.

 Anyway.. I'm done for now. Time to get ready for work. Ignore the shoulder, ignore the rotten tooth, ignore the swollen eye. No, I have no idea why my eye is swollen. I woke up this morning and it was puffy & the swelling refuses to go down. *le sigh* My kingdom for insurance that's halfway decent & affordable.


Cheers & All