April 29, 2005

almost famous

So, I found this online today.

Movieoke article

We're slick!

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April 20, 2005

Yay for me

I ran...well, jogged for about a mile and a half...then I walked for another mile or so. This might not sound like much, but I don't run. In grade school when we did the presidential fitness dealie, It took me about 15 minutes to complete a mile. When I actually finished the mile, that is.

So, I'm a little proud of myself. To make sure I am good and sore tomorrow, I also did a crapload of plies in second position. And 175 crunches. I won't say how many push-ups, because that number was pitiful. Less than half of what I am normally capable of. (I do mean regular push-ups, not girly push-ups)

Tomorrow, I shall hit the Y...I think I am healed enough to do all my machines. Sadly, I am also canceling my membership while I am there. Due to our change in financial situation, I can't justify the expense, especially when the weather is getting nice, and I can go for *gasp* runs, and rollerblade, plus I have some great videos to do at home. I figure the money can go toward our debts, including the student loans we'll be paying on. That and I want to start taking dance lessons again. I can't afford to do both. So, I will have to enjoy my last days of Y-ing. The only thing I would theoretically miss is the pool. Since I started coloring my hair scarlett, which bleeds in the pool, the pool has lost its appeal.

Wow, I'm getting sleepy, and just managed to write two typo-ridden posts. I think that's more than enough for anyone to tolerate.

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Good times...

Augh...one would think I'm trying to channel my youth. The days when i would stay out until at least four or five in the morning, then hit Denny's for some breakfast and stumble into my bed for a nap before heading off for work or class. I had such a full life then. Working at least 40 hours a week (up to 60 at times), carrying a full-time classload, doing shows, and going out with friends at all hours. I even managed to squeeze some boyfriends in there.

Now, I'm lucky to drag my ass into work. I've finally managed to go out on Saturday nights on a regular basis, but I try to get an afternoon shift at work on sunday so that I can get a full nights sleep. The rest of the time lethargy takes over. This would be why my sink is full of dishes and my laundry hamper is bulging.

However, this last weekend, I attempted to channel those days of yore. It was fun, though I am still spent. Saturday, I worked during the day. I met LaLa and her hubby for dinner and a little mall browsing. We discussed good movies. They have finally viewed Shaun of the Dead. They also got to see Sin City. Both provided good movie conversation. Lots of quotes from the former, and lots of kick ass visuals from the latter. I also got to see their vacation photos. It made me long a bit to have a real vacation. Alas, that will be a while. (unless you count Coachella, but I don't think we'll be getting much rest on that little trip)

From there, we did our usual Saturday night Ground Zero excursion. My ensemble didn't go quite as planned, but I managed to pull off a cute look. I usually go for a theme. Last weekend it was 1920's hooker. This weekend was gothic ballerina. I had to switch footgear, but I managed to get my hair in an updo. I also found a way to quickly turn my great-grandmother's victorian marquisite shoe-buckles into a choker and tiara. Aside from my jiggly thighs, I felt pretty cute. I managed to dance most of the night away. I even was approached by a girl taking pictures for a project to see if I minded being photographed. (the pictures may also wind up on a pending GZ website...hmmm...) Despite an earlier-than-usual startime at work, I even decided to hit the Uptown Diner for a little early morning breakast and people-mocking....errr...watching....people-watching. We got home just as the neighbor's Sunday paper was being delivered.

Sunday, I worked my shift, and G picked me up (remind me to share why I've been having him drive me around). A good friend of his from school was in town briefly, and talked about going out. We went home for me to change and have a snack. Then we went to The Local for movieoke. Manny and his wife saw an ad for it, and suggested it, as they thought we would do lots of scenes. Well, I don't know about lots, but we did a scene from Super Troopers (Cat's Game) and the Prologue from Pulp Fiction. My Honey Bunny was a little rusty, but man I nailed the last line. Amanda Plummer is hard, because I think she actually is slightly on the insane side of the line. Manny and his sweetie surprised G with a scene from The Holy Grail. They picked the scene, and he didn't know what it was until he got up to perform. Well, it was a surprise all the way around. They picked the wrong scene. Instead of the rabbit in the cave, they got the Trojan Rabbit. The scene was almost entirely sound effects. G was a good sport though. And to redeem himself, he did the scene from Clerks where Randall orders videos. After they kicked us out of the bar, we went to Byerly's where Laura picked out a scrumptious dessert for us to enjoy. We had some dessert, played with Manny and Laura's adorable cats, and watched a movie. Laura said she was in the mood for a comedy. What did we watch? Saving Private Ryan. An all right flick, but not my thing. And long. So very long. Long enough, that when the film was over and the news was on, Manny got up to check the clock, because he didn't believe it was after five in the morning. G and I stopped home to pick up something I needed to drop off first thing in the morning. We stopped at my coffee shop at roughly 7 am. My boss there asked what our plans were for the day. We told her we were going to sleep. It was still Sunday for us. I slept until I had to be up for a get together I was attending. I ran an errand and then headed over to see a friend's new baby (remind to tell you why I'm freaking out about these babies). He is tiny and adorable, and he didn't make me yearn for one of my own.

Today was just a boring day at work. Maybe it was boring because I was half asleep. Hmmm.... Either way, I'm glad I channeled my days of youth. Although now, I want to do it more often...I don't know if my body is ready for all that....

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April 16, 2005

Seriously considering....

So, I keep coming across these pictures of corset piercings. First, on a message board, then through e-mail. I think they are gorgeous...meeeeee-owwwww. At first, I thought..."beautiful, but no frickin'way."

Now, the pictures have been incubating in my brain.

Enough so that I have gone from no frickin' way, to, "how would that look on me?"

I just looked at some sites about such piercing. Apparently it is temporary. You can get it to last longer by changing out the rings to bars when you don't have them laced. However, there will still be migration, and possible rejection. Most people do not have scarring. And, well, it's hot. Hot enough for me to consider.

However, this would take away from my tatoo fund...and that will be more worth my money because they will be there forever, whereas the corset will be temporary.

Then again, they are temporary...no strings attached (no pun intended, either)

Damn the internet...giving me crazy ideas.

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April 07, 2005


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April 06, 2005

Don't pass out from the shock now...

Ugh...my first day back from vacation. I so don't want to be back. Mostly because this means my crappy job and filthy house were waiting for me to arrive and get everything in order. Gee can you sense my thrill?

My vacation was okay. (for those who are unawares, I was visiting the fam for Easter) As I wrote today in my paper journal, it seems different every time i go back. The first few times were right in the swing of things. Then, slowly, it was obvious that the people I knew when I lived there and I were heading our separate directions. We've intersected through the years, but overall things aren't the same. It was good to see the fam, though. Alliecat's kids are adorable (even when they are being brats!). They make it worth the hassle of holidays. My niece is definitely a teenager. She decided sometime toward the end of last year that she is punk/goth. So, I have become her mentor in all things goth. The first lesson? You can be "goth" without being "goth" all the time. It's more fun to be ecclectic, and to sway with your moods. She is still finding her groove. But, it's hilarious that most of the clothes she thought were weird before, she now loves. We stopped at some Hot Topics, and we also went to Royal Oak. We of course had to go to Noir Leather. It is so weird now that it's Main Street location is gone.* We also perused Incognito. I drooled at both places. Alliecat got a seriously badass pair of boots on clearance. I would have gotten a pair, but they forgot to cross off my size as unavailable. I tried on a similar pair, but my mammoth thighs were too much for them. I found some things that I will keep my eyes out for cheap on e-bay. So far no luck, but they are brand new items, so I am holding out hope. There were plenty of things my niece was wary of, but Alliecat and I reminded her of how weird she thought all the stuff she now wears was. It's weird to see my niece in full-fledged teenager mode. It seems she was just a baby, and now we are out shopping together. *sigh* Damn, I'm getting old.

The boys just wanted to hang out with G. He was very patient with them, though I think he would have liked a bit more alone time.

We celebrated G's birthday at Friday's. It was fun, and he should have the pics up on his Flikr site soon. Of course, I splurged and shared a cocktail with him, and split a dessert with some young 'uns. I promptly went home and popped a vidocin. apparently uclers don't like treats. Not even small ones. However, he seemed to like my present, a copy of John Stewart's latest book. My mom got him some super cute, and funny, PJ's. Alliecat got him a funky tie from Hot Topic. It wasn't our usual blowout, but it was nice...and more like what I was used to.

We went bowling with the kiddos on Saturday. They were hilarious. In between frames, I watched the state cheerleading competition on the TV behind the bar, and gave my niece pointers. (yeah, goth chicks can cheerlead...what else do you think I did in high school??) The alley sucked, though. I am getting a lot better with my technique, but technique only goes so far when your ball sucks ass. G wound up with a very sore arm due to said sucktastic balls. But, it was fun to hang with the kids.

We managed to get a visit in to the Hard Rock Detroit. The food and drinks were good, but I think our server was on something. Allie was nice enough to hook us up with a souvenier pilsner glass. We then journeyed on to City Club. We haven't been out there on our last few visits. Which is weird, since it was like a home to me for the last couple of years I lived in the area. It's weird how it's the same, but my perception is so different. I guess my weekly visits to Ground Zero out here have changed my POV. Fist of all, the place is smoky. Smoky enough, that within 15 minutes, my throat was closed and so raspy it hurt to swallow. Upon arriving home, I remembered how my clothes had to go right to the basement, and I would have to take an immediate shower, no matter how late (early??) I got home. In the shower I would be knocked over by the smell as I washed my hair, at least two times, sometimes three. Whoever coined the phrase, lather, rinse repeat, must have been to CC. The music was good, but I forgot how awful their sound system is. There were some familiar people there, and lots of new ones. I'm pretty sure that I saw a friend's ex there. What was weirder was that I'm pretty sure he tried hitting on me on the dance floor, which I ignored. There was the usual good people watching, and with the $4 cover and 50 cent coat check, it was definitely worth it. It also reminded me how nice it is to not get kicked out of a club at 2 am. *sigh* However, I'm jonesing for GZ and can't wait for Saturday.

Sunday we had the "unbirthday" celebration, with cake and ice cream. We sang to my nephew who turns *gasp* ten today. and to G, who turned twenty something a week ago. There were presents, and G and I packed up our shit. It took longer than expected, so we didn't get on the road until the asscrack of dawn on Monday. We also dawdled on the way home, stopping for a long lunch in Chicago, and driving through Milwaukee. We didn't get home until Monday night, ruining the plans I had for cleaning the house like a maniac. I won't get into that now, however, since I'm not thrilled with a certain someone who was supposed to pick up the slack today while I was at work. Especially since we will have a houseguest this week. Grrr....

The double edged sword that is vacation. I have about a zillion posts about other crap going on in my life right now, but am too tired and stresssed to write about that...
*For the uninitiated, Noir Leather had a main store right on Main St. of downtown Royal Oak. They would have their fetish shows right in the windows, where people would come from miles around to witness them. Auto and foot traffic would be stopped as both those from the scene and the suburban looky loos would come to see the shows. The city had to pass a law disallowing such shows. So, Noir started doing shows all around town, and usually drawing in the crowds, but not quite the same as the originals. Eventually, Royal Oak decided it wanted to change it's image. So, it pushed Noir out of its Main St. location :( Luckily they were able to move into their Vintage Noir location. While still cool, it's a bummer not to have as much Noir.

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