Somehow I’m not all that surprised…

It was an intense weekend, and not a lot of writing went on.

Among other things, I drove for the first time in months AND parallel parked, I discovered I’m not allergic to champagne anymore, I met someone I went to middle school with, I hatched out things with someone there used to be tension with, and I got lots of stuff done, well….that last one is a lie. I got some things done.

Interesting things I’ve noticed… My typing skills have decreased significantly, but my ability to turn out long peices of writing quickly has increased dramatically. Interesting, yes?

I’ve also learned that damn am I lucky to be in a healthy and happy relationship. My boyfriend even says he bought me the hope diamond. He is sticking to his story too. I’m very curious about it. Very curious indeed.

Otherwise, my word count is 28,363/50,000, hopefully I’ll be able to continue staying ahead.

Much love from Liah, its just hard to write blog posts when you are writing two papers for school, a manuscript for nanowrimo, and then doing whatever other homework I have to do.

You’d think that they would cut some slack for creative writing majors during November? but no. No they do not. In fact, all of my heavy work is in english courses! Other than a 15 page business paper that I’m writing for a group project. Yes, you heard me right.

Group projects suck.

I’ll inevitably rant about that soon. Once November ends, I’m going to want to keep writing, but I wont have a story necessarily so yay! I have this.

Lots of love, Liah

I like my coffee with a shot of vanilla syrup, milk, and sugar.

How do you like yours?

That, or a vanilla latte…mmmm tastey

I know, it’s been almost a month. And even John has been bothering me to write. Truth is, I’m so stressed. I’m working on dropping a class right now because I just don’t think I’ll be able to handle it.

Otherwise, I have a fun post in the works from summer which is on it’s way, and once I learn how to get into here from my computer class, I’ll probably be updating from there.

Good new! my friends and I have a house! I’ll write a whole post about that too, so much stress involved there. We sign the lease tomorrow!

Otherwise, stress! Stress! stress! work! but I promise i’m not gone, but i bet my readers are *cries*

its the end of summer, i’m getting ready to go back to school…..

and i’m too lazy to post. I will again when I settle in, I have one in the works now

I swear I’m still here after the switch. I’ve just been house sitting. I have to take care of a really old dog, a really old cat, and one cat that just got in a catfight and I have to find twice a day to shove a pill down his throat. heh, it’s an interesting challenge. I’ve only suffered a few scratches and two holes in shirts.

I also have to do all the usual house stuff, which reminds me, I need to water the house plants…

I spend the nights at the house and like to leave and spend time at my own house during the day. Of course, I tend to come home to a bunch of dog crap on the floor since the dog can’t seem to tell the difference between carpet and grass. I could probably be around more though, so it’s more my fault than the dog’s.

John has been over to keep me company, which has been nice. We did the retro tv power hour last night, which was hella fun. Otherwise though, the house tends to be lonely.

What I did rediscover was Mighty Morphin Power Ranger. Dude, my childhood would never have been the same without them. Classic. I am downloading seasons 1-3 right now. Really, the only classic good ones. Tommy is so sexy.

Hmmm….otherwise, nothing really going on. Yeah I know, this post had no real point, but personally I think power rangers is an excellent conversation starter.

I’ve also become slightly addicted to the Food Network Cake challenge show. Today they had a disney villain theme - yessssss. Except the people that did Jafar and Scar had lame cakes. Captain hook won first, Cruella D’vill got second, and Ursula got third. The cakes were awesome.

Alright, I’m rambling — I’m exhausted. I’ll come up with something witty and amusing for the next post. I just didn’t want anyone to think I was gone.

Welcome to the New Atravovi! I’d do something new and exciting to celebrate switching, but I’m just going to continue on as I have. Much appreciation for those who have helped me!

And even more appreciation for those who have followed me here. Please update your link! =D

Oh, and recently I have discovered Stumble! and basically since last night when downloading it as an add-on for firefox, it’s being like born again and re-discovering the internet. I already have a few new AWESOME site that I’m going to start visiting religiously.

23 days till my return to school. BWAHAHAHA!

It’s officially impossible to escape the beach  without getting some sort of sunburn. I was really good about getting all my front, and even my back! But what I didn’t think about was the back of my legs…..especially when I fell asleep lying on my stomach. Now I look like I’m wearing red chaps with white underwear. I’d post a picture, but it would be inappropriate.

All I know is I’m going to be laying on my stomach for a week now, rubbing lotion and solarcaine all over my poor, throbbing legs. Thank god work requires me to walk around, not to sit.

I totally won for the worst burn this year in my family. heh But the rest of me is pretty tan, and I used sun-in to lighten my hair.

I guess it’s my summer look.

Hope everyone else is enjoying their summer!

Best thing I have ever heard. And only a black comedian could say it…and not get shot…

“They’re standing on the corner and they can’t speak English. I can’t even talk the way these people talk:
Why you ain’t,
Where you is,
What he drive,
Where he stay,
Where he work,
Who you be…And I blamed the kid until I heard the mother talk.

And then I heard the father talk.

Everybody knows it’s important t o speak English
except these knuckleheads. You can’t be a doctor with that kind of crap coming out of your mouth.

In fact you wil l never get any kind of job making a decent living. People marched and were hit in the face with rocks to get an education, and now we’ve got these knuckleheads walking around.

The lower economic people are not holding up their end in this deal

These people are not parenting. They are buying things for kids. $500 sneakers for what??

And they won’t spend $200 for Hooked on Phonics.
I am talking about these people who cry when their son is standing there in an orange suit.

Where were you when he was 2??

Where were you when he was 12??

Where were you when he was 18 and how come you didn’t know that he had a pistol??

And where is the father?? Or who is his father?

People putting their clothes on backward:
Isn’t that a sign of something gone wrong?

People with their hats on backward, pants down around the crack, isn’t that a sign of something?

Or are you waiting for Jesus to pull his pants up?
Isn’t it a sign of something when she has her dress all the way up and got all type of needles [piercing] going through her body? What part of Africa did this come from??

We are not Africans. Those people are not Africans; they don’t know a thing about Africa .

With names like Shaniqua, Taliqua and Mohammed and all of that crap, and all of them are in jail.

Brown or black versus the Board of Education is no longer the white person’s problem.

We have got to take the neighborhood back.

People used to be ashamed. Today a woman has eight children with eight different ‘husbands’ — or men or whatever you call them now.

We have millionaire football players who cannot read.

We have million-dollar basketball players who can’t write two paragraphs.

We, as black folks have to do a better job.

Someone working at Wal-Mart with seven kids, you are hurting us.
We have to start holding each other to a higher standard.

We cannot blame the white people any longer.“

Dr. William Henry ‘Bill’ Cosby, Jr., Ed.D.

1. It’s not what you know, It’s who you know….or at least, who you’re nice to. As a waitress, I could have known everything there was to know about the menu, but had I not been nice to everyone that worked there, I never would have stayed there so long. There were waitresses that were bitchy to the cooks, and ice cream scoopers, and they were knew everything they needed to know. But when it came time for their food to get made or ice cream scooped, the cooks didn’t move very quickly and te ice cream scoopers purposely screwed up. And if they forgot something, none of the other waitresses would help them out. Thank god I was pleasant, because I’m pretty sure I would have been screwed if not for help offered by others.

2. You CAN judge a book by its cover. While the color of a person’s skin can breed certain stereotypes, the easiest way to pick out a shitty tipper is the person who walks in with a scowl, orders with a scowl and a “don’t bother me again” tone, eats with a scowl, and looks at you’re like you’re an idiot if you ask if they want a refill. It doesn’t matter what race they are, that person will at best leave a 5% tip.

3. Everyone should work in the food industry at least once. It’s really important to know if you can work with the public or not. My mother alway told me to avoid the hungry public, but this job has taught me how to deal with people at their best and at their worst. It has taught me patience and multitasking. And I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to handle any job that comes next.

4. Keep your work and your leisure separate. I will NEVER hang out or speak to anyone I see at work, outside of work. However, I love waiting on my friends and family. So I guess this is more one sided… Still, my co-workers will never ever be “friends” of mine…heh Plus, after my cousin met her husband working as a manager at the Dollar Store, my parents have forbidden me to date anyone I work with.

5. Parents of the kids you used to teach at your previous job tip really really well. No seriously, it’s awesome. But I really want my old job back lol