It's Charlotte's World: We Just Shake Our Heads & Nod In Disbelief...

I have to say that inspiration usually hits me at wierd times.  I'll go to an art exhibit & see something that totally hits me square in the heart.  Or, I'll be driving along the road and see a color & I'm totally floored by it.  Sometimes it's a song, or a conversation, or when my downward spiral hits, depression causes me to get more creative.

Numero UNO rule:  Friends don't let friends take pictures of other friends/coworkers with giant phallic buildings coming out of their heads. 'Nuf said.

I've had 3 cups of coffee & I'm fuckin' wired.  I usually drink 1 cup, like first thing in the morning, but, never more than that.  I got work to do! I think that right now,  I could run up & down the 15 flights of stairs in my office building & still have enough energy to run home.  

I must learn to repeat this mantra:  Coffee is NOT my friend.  

I guess just call me Tweak...

If you could rename yourself in real life, what would you choose, and why?

Well, I never really had a problem with my first name, Charlotte.  I remember as a kid, I kinda hated it because of all the "Charlotte's Web" comments, but, then I realized (mind you, this was 20 years ago) that I was uNiQuE.  I was the only Charlotte in my grade school, high school, and college.  Pretty sweet.  Now, I think in part to "Sex & the City" my name is starting to become a little more common.

But, if I could choose my name?  Hmmm.... I'd probably go with something a little more traditionally Irish.  Maybe, Gwen, or Moira, something that reflects my heritage a little more.

I really don't know how I feel about this.  I mean, I understand that our government is watching out for us, but, yet, I get that weird, uneasy feeling deep in the pit of my stomach.  I feel that any moment now we might be just a few steps away from a police state.  I wish people would become more aware and involved in what our government is doing, instead of just sitting there like bumps on the log.  We don't realize the power of ourselves, we'd just rather sit there and let the chips fall where they may, and it is truly disheartening.

"It was curious to think that the sky was the same for everybody, in Eurasia or Eastasia as well as here. And the people under the sky were also very much the same—everywhere, all over the world, hundreds or thousands of millions of people just like this, people ignorant of one another's existence, held apart by walls of hatred and lies, and yet almost exactly the same—people who had never learned to think but were storing up in their hearts and bellies and muscles the power that would one day overturn the world."

- George Orwell, 1984, Book 1, Chapter 10

How funny is this?  And I haven't been a key-op in like 3 YEARS!  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!  I took this test like two years ago & it said I was the optimistic newbie!



http://www.okcupid.com/tests/489083534552535621/should-I-work-at-Kinko's

So, I did it. It, being the word mentioned above.  Yeah, that kinda ugly sounding word which is defined as follows:

ultimatum

I told Mr. Tom that he has one year to propose to me or we're through.  Now, some may say, "But, Copy Princess, why you making such a demand on him?"  To that I reply, we've been together for EIGHT freakin' years!  I wouldn't make this demand if we'd only been going out for a year or two.  He's being a chicken for some bullsh!t reason.  I'm not sure if he thinks I'm superficial or all about $$$, but, I'm not.  I'd rather be happy than well off.


Tom came to visit me while I was in Memphis.  We had a lovely time hanging out & being a couple.  And since it was our anniversary, I asked him point-blank, "Why don't you want to marry me?"  And as usual, I got the deer-caught-in-the-freakin'-headlights look.  I told him that I want kids and I want them with him.  To which, he replies, "Really?  You want kids with me?  Even if they have (insert whole slew of medical catasthropies)...?"  I, in turn, say "D'uh dumbass.  So what if they get blah-blah condition from YOU, they can get or be blah-blah condition from ME!  Or, they could be a total crap shoot and get stuff that neither of us knows about."  So, that's when we started talking more about kids and apparently a lesbian couple that's friends with Tom, more acquaintance with me, asked my better half if he'd be interested in "donating".  This really pissed me off, because ANYTIME I've mentioned KIDS or had the "SCARE" (come on ladies, you know you've ALL done this at least ONCE...) he has gone WHITE.  I then calmly turned to him & said, "Honey bunny, (in my most sickeningly, sweet voice) did you THINK about asking ME what I THOUGHT about this SITUATION?  Because, I know that you've freaked out on me on the two occasions when I THOUGHT I was pregnant."  He responded, "No, I didn't do it.  Stop looking at me that way, Copy Princess.  And I wouldn't even consider it.  Again, stop looking at me that way."

Fast forward a couple days later, and that's when I dropped the bomb diggity above.  We were partaking in a quite delicious apple dumpling from Blue City Cafe on Beale Street.  We started talking again about our relationship, and I started really laying it out on the line.  I told him from my heart that I wanted him to be with me and I want to move onto the next stage of my life (thank you Erik Erikson...) It felt really good to tell him what I was thinking and feeling.  He sat there and took it all in.  In a way, I wish he could express himself more openly, but, ya' takes what ya's gets. 

What are your favorite and least favorite words? Any reasons why?

I  absolutely love the words "giggle", "bubble",  "snarky" and "miffed"; they're just words that roll right off my tongue.  Especially "giggle", whenever I say that word, it causes me to giggle.  Seriously.

Words that I hate, hmm...  The only word that really pisses me off is c-nt.  I can't stand it when men use that word.  It's demeaning and hurtful against women. 

What was the last wedding you went to? Were you in the wedding?

Wow... The last wedding I was at, and just so happened to be in, was my dear friends Miss Holly & Mr. Brent('cept, I guess Miss Holly wouldn't really be Miss Holly anymore...) It was a lot of fun. And in just a few weeks, it will be their 5 year anniversary. Which is totally amazing, considering how the rate of divorce is in this country. They have a wonderful, intelligent, (and somewhat devilish) little boy, Nayson, (aka Sha-Nay-Nay) and I think how lucky and blessed they are that they have each other. Things may not always be sunshine and gumdrops, but, I think if you and your partner can make it through the tough times, you realize how trivial sunshine and gumdrops truly can be.

P.S.:  BTW Harry, you owe me $5. I *TOLD* you they were gonna make it to five years. Now, seven, that's a whole other story...

P.S.S.:  Tom, sweetie, I wish you'd just realize how much I really love you.

So, I just got back from a trip to Baton Rouge, LA.  My team and I decided for fun we'd drive the hour to New Orleans.  We did the whole tourist-y thing.  We drove to the French Quarter and apparently, we did the "new" tourist-y thing, the "Devastation Tour".  We drove right by the Superdome, and on the infamous stretch of I-10.  It was troubling, because the city still had the horrible scars from Katrina, which we saw first hand when we went for a drive into some of the neighborhoods. 

I think the most troubling scene I saw was that of a house in the 9th Ward.  It was an older house, with a window right by the front door.  In the window was the infamous FEMA "inventory" marker.  The "X" was filled on all four sides, meaning that there were bodies found in that house.  But, there was a small child sitting on the stoop of this house, playing.  I guess what shocked me so much was the fact that a family was still living there (who may have lost members of their family) with that ugly scar from Katrina.  It sickens me with how we are witnessing a demise of a city and nobody seems to know what the solution to the problem *SHOULD* be.  I wonder what the consequences of this storm will be on the city within five years, and even beyond.

So, I went with a few coworkers tonight to see the "Body Worlds" exhibit here in Dallas.  I was totally amazed by the beauty & the intricacies of the human body.  I think the most interesting was the "Tai Chi" man.  I felt connected to this human being because I noticed that he also had the same surgery that I had 14 years ago this July.  (My jaw is pieced together by plates of metal & surgical screws.  I can't look at any x-ray of my face, it freaks me out too much.)  I highly recommend going to see this exhibit!  It will leave you in awe of your body!

Am I a bad person?  I haven't seen my family since Thanksgiving & I'm really wishing I *HAD* stayed down in Columbus.  

It's weird for me, since I am not close to any of these people.  I've only been around them for a few hours & I want to turn around & leave, but, I'm trying to be *good*, since it's Mama's Day on Sunday & I'll be flying home that day.  So, I'm here till Saturday nite, which as soon as I get back into Columbus, I want to go out bar hopping.

Ugh...families. 

So, on a whim, I decided to fly into Columbus this week, because I didn't want to sit all by lonesome in big D.  What really cornfuses me is my BF's reaction to seeing me when I arrived yesterday.  He was like "Oh...you're here." And the attitude was like that of a dead slug.  Gee, what a way to welcome yer girl back from living half way accross the god damned country!

And top it all off, my period started today...  }-[

Men suck.

So... it's another ho-hum day for me today.  Nothing fan-tabulous happening with me.  I'm back in Minney-so-TA, again for work.  But, at least I'm here with two of my work friends, & it's not the sausage fest that usually my job is!  

I revisited my "Mecca" (aka the Mall of America), cause I'm superficial & I *heart* shopping.  :-)

So, yesterday, I bought my 1st ever digital camera.  Nothing fantastic, just something simple to occupy my time & *hopefully* talent.  It's pink & kinda girly.  :-)  


So, look for pictures to start popping up pretty soon...

Buena sera everyone! 

I was bored & was googling last night one of my favorite poets, ee cummings.  I thought I'd post one of his poems that quickly caught my attention (and reminded me of why I loved him in high school...)  Enjoy!

So, for awhile now, (well, since I got my 1st tatt...) I've wanted to get another ONE. But, you must understand, I'm of the attitude that what you have tattooed on your body should be of a (rut roh, here comes the hippy dippy trippy new age grrl) spiritual meaning. 

And since this year, come June 19th, will mark my 30th year on this sweet little planet we call Earth, I started thinking to myself.  So, I go to myself, "Self, you NEED to get that next tattoo!"  With that in mind, my dear friend, KungFu Carrie & I went last Saturday to get my new tattoo.

As I mentioned previously, I don't put stupid shit on my body.  All my tatt's speak to me on a spiritual nature.  So, my brand new tattoo is an Inuit inspired moon.  (Hopefully in the next couple of days I should have a picture posted.  It's appropriate since my 1st tattoo is a sun that I designed, that is around my belly button.  It was also so appropriate that Kungfu Carrie was there for my 2nd tattoo, as she was 10 years ago for my 1st.   Yea! for BFF's!  Now, all she needs to do is get hers...)  My newest tattoo is located on my right shoulder blade & I have to say, it looks pretty darn bitchin' if I have to say so myself.

So, if you are EVER in Columbus, Ohio & you want a totally kick ass tattoo artist & studio to get it done well & is affordable, go see Shannon at Fate Tattoo!

God... I can't wait for tomorrow.  I hate being brokey-brokey.  :-(

I'm really honestly thinking about taking on a part time job on the weekend to pay off my freakin' debts.  That way then, my debt can go away for good.

How funny... "Been Caught Stealin' " is playing... 

Greetings All~

Why have I not updated this blog in forever & a day?  Would you believe that I was kidnapped by aliens, and they used a special probe on me to forget all about updating my freaking blog!?!?

Nah, I wouldn't believe that crock o' you know what either.  It's because I'm a slacker.  Majorly hardcore.  I forget all about technology, at times.  Seriously, I think I could start my own group/religion, the fake Amish, because, that's how much I avoid the technology...

Anywho, here's the brief recap of my life since I last posted in  January 2006:

I moved far away from Ohio.

I turned 29

I now live in Dallas, TX, but work all over the country.  (Travel perks roq majorly hard core! My trip to Paris is going to happen!)

I am trying to very slowly get the people who I love & care about to move down here to the Big D.

I somehow became "popular" overnight.  Maybe it's confidence with fearing the uncertainty of turning 30 this year.

I still can't figure out men for the love of all things holy.  My sage advice (taken from way back in the day in college):  Boys are stupid.  Forget throwing rocks at them, throw the largest boulders you can possibly find.

Check back in a couple of days & you should find out more 411...

      

This gives me every reason why I am upset about the words "truthiness", "pinosaur", "tablescape", "folksonomy"...

True English Nerd You scored 81 erudition!

Not only do you know your subjects from your objects and your definite from your indefinite articles, but you've got quite a handle on the literature and the history of the language as well. Huzzah, and well done! The English snobs of Boston salute you.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 70% on erudition

Link: The Are You Truly Erudite? Test written by okellelala on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Just because someone uses these words on a 24-hour cable news channel, (or as in the case of "truthiness", a parody of a cable news show) doesn't mean that it's a real word. But, I digress, Shakespeare was the one responsible for creating as much as 1 in 10 of the words in his plays...