That's because the back of my hands are covered in two ginormous bruises. I know how I got the one on my left hand (it was at work this week, that's all I'm sayin'), but the one on my right hand just appeared. Same spot, too. It's like a sympathy bruise or something. And let me tell you, they hurt like the dickens! Especially if anything touches them or even just lightly brushes against them. Some one shook my hand today and I just about yelped like a wounded puppy. Not to mention that both bruises are slightly swollen.

Oh, well. I guess I pretty much just have myself to blame for it.

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Yes, you may now call me Monk. I will, in approximately 26 days, be meeting with my own, personal Dr. Kroger. And in even less time than that I will have in my possession season 5 of Monk. So there.

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Labels: Entertainment, health

You Are Sunrise

You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary. You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts. All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.

Always remember: wherever you go, there you are!

The Experiment, by the way, did not turn out well. I'm not too sure how much Baby had to do with it (she's mentioned to me that she is, indeed, a messy person), but when I got back last Thursday you couldn't even tell that I'd vacuumed and the sink was, yet again, full of dishes while the dishwasher yet contained dirty dishes and had MORE than enough room to hold the ones in the sink, too. Not to mention that my Nice Clean Bathroom Counter was covered in hair that was not mine (she has since kept her hair off the counter and done a marvelous job at keeping it clean in there). However, the other day SF started cleaning out all the cupboards and organizing things. It was like a serious de-junkification of our apartment and left me feeling all warm and fuzzy inside because things were getting cleaned by someone other than myself. She's been trying much harder to be a clean person lately and I appreciate it as I'm not sure I could handle having to stress about someone else's mess right now in my life.

In other news, I only have 4 more days of work up here in Cougar Town (including today). Is it bad that I'm counting them down? Don't get me wrong, I love this job. That's why I keep coming back to it. I mean, really. Like I would come back to something I didn't like? But it's soooo slow and boring! Fayce was kind yesterday; she came in and talked to me for about two hours which made the time go much faster. My K, you may think me crazy and insane for saying this, but I've missed Fayce. She's actually contemplating moving into the Village with me next semester and I actually wouldn't mind.

And speaking of Work. Officer Tonga, the police officer that is on duty in the mornings, has been trying to convince me to go into Law Enforcement. This is very funny to me. (I told SL last night and he busted up laughing, saying, "I can't even imagine you holding a gun.") I think the funniest part is... I'm actually contemplating it! My dad thinks I could learn to be a good shot and that this is something that I might actually enjoy. Which is weird for him to say because his older brother, my uncle, is a cop, and, well... Yeah. But I guess my female and very small-and-skinny cousin loves her job as a Prison Guard, so why shouldn't I be able to love being a cop? Right?

Finally, the last update of my life for the time being, SL called me last night. Just because he hadn't actually really truly talked to me in a long time. He started talking to me online and then all of the sudden my phone was ringing and his voice was on the other end. It was so unexpected, yet very appreciated. He said he'd try to call again tonight, but I'm not going to hold it against him if he doesn't. I mean, really, two nights in a row? Not that I'd complain, but...

Ok. Off to work we go!

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Labels: Communication, Housing, relationships, Roommates, School, work

it just hits you. Like a tidal wave. No, more than that. Like a hurricane and a tsunami (ha! sorry, most -if not all- of you have no hope of understanding that reference) rolled into one and you feel like you're drowning, drowning, drowning, and treading water isn't even an option, and you can't swim up to the surface. All you can do is accept the fact that the effort it would take to find the air above you isn't worth all the trouble and it's just better to let yourself drown. But you can't stop breathing and your heart keeps beating and your eyes are wide open, wondering when it's going to end or if it will ever begin; it's like you're stuck in limbo, and there's nothing you can do about it except drift in that impenetrable wall of water that engulfs all your senses. You just wish you could break free, one way or the other, and by the time you finally do it starts all over again. There's no one to save you, to help you, and the only person who could possibly throw you that life-line is far away with no idea that they are the one to have caused this, they are the one that shook your world and made you see things a little differently. Yet, at the same time, it's all your fault for being so stupid.

Sometimes it just hits you like that.

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If you're wondering, yes. Wearing 5" heals for 8 hours does hurt. (What can I say? Sometimes comfort has to be sacrificed for beauty.)

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Labels: Fashion

I call it this because I have approximately five minutes before Sunday is over.

“And he said, Abba, Father, all things are possible unto thee; take away this cup from me: nevertheless not what I will, but what thou wilt.” -Mark 14:36

“In that most burdensome moment of all human history, with blood appearing at every pore and an anguished cry upon His lips, Christ sought Him whom He had always sought –His Father. ‘Abba,’ He cried, ‘Papa,’ or from the lips of a younger child, ‘Daddy.’
"A Son in unrelieved pain, a Father His only true source of strength, both of them staying the course, making it through the night –together.” –Jeffery R. Holland

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Labels: Svithe

I've succeeded in scaring Baby. She came into the kitchen a short while ago to find me freaking out at the light because it wouldn't stop flickering. She said something along the lines as "Isn't that giving you a headache?"
"No." *flicking switch on and off*
"It would give me a headache!"
*still flicking the switch* "Oh, it won't give me a headache. It's just going to drive me insane. By the way, I have an OCD."
And here she proceeded to look at me like "Oh, no. I'm living with a maniac that's going to come after me in my sleep!"

And, of course, SF was laughing her head off the whole time.

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Labels: Housing, Life, Roommates

Today I ate breakfast. (And lunch and dinner, but I usually eat those two meals.) Yes, yes. You may all applaud my wonderfulness now.

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Labels: food

So I guess I have a new roommate. I haven't met her yet. SF told me today that she's only 18. 18! I try not to even remember being 18! And, since I haven't met her yet, I'm trying not to judge her. But she's already got two strikes against her: 1) She's the younger sister of Mr. Manager. 2) She left hair all over my clean bathroom counter.

SF warned her about my neat-freakness last night, though.

This has seriously got to be payback for me being 18 when I moved in with my older roommates instead of living in the dorms.

I'll update you on the experiment later. I need to get to bed since I have to work at 7:30.

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Labels: Housing, Roommates

For the first time in over a month I went to sleep before 3am last night. Er... this morning. Good job, self! Good job.

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So I was driving to Santa Horhe on the freeway, right? And there's like a ton of construction going on throughout the state right now. It really stinks. Anyway, I'm driving along through this construction area and I totally see one of those orange signs that says, and I quote,

Please Don't Kill Us

I am so serious. I really wish that I could have pulled over and taken a picture of it. I laughed for a good 5 seconds and couldn't stop giggling whenever I thought about it for hours.

And for some reason which I cannot even begin to fathom, Firefox thinks I spelled "I" wrong. Hm. Anyway,

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Labels: humor and jokes, travel

For the past like... hour as I've been reading blogs and keeping myself up-to-date on the lives of the people I care about, I've been contemplating this Svithe. Of course it is Fathers' Day, so I figured I'd make it to be something extra special. I don't know that I will be able to accomplish this goal, but I'll do what I can.

First I'd like to start with a slightly modified Primary Song.

"[I] have been born as Nephi of old
With goodly parents who love the Lord."
(see the Children's Songbook #172)

I have been born of very goodly parents. It has been through my father's example (and my mother's, but it's Fathers' Day today so I'm staying focused on the Dad) that I have learned how to demonstrate my love for the Lord. He taught me how to pray, shared with me his love for the scriptures, and helped me in my quest for gaining a Testimony about the Gospel. My father has also taught me the importance of work and staying out of debt (so far so good- here's to hoping I finish college before I need to take out a loan). He's shared with me a love for nature, animals, and an enthusiasm for growing things (even though I generally kill plants). My dad has demonstrated to me courage on many occasions and taught me that it's OK to be afraid sometimes. And he even gave me his wacky sense of humor (which, I'm afraid, I've since altered quite a bit to fit my personality, but there are definitely a lot of similarities still). Growing up, my dad kissed my boo-boos, hugged away my tears, did his best to ease the pain of migraines, and has always made sure that I have gotten the best medical attention available to us. Yep, I've got a pretty awesome dad. I only wish he had the answers to all of my questions.

I bet you can tell where I'm going with this. We've all got another Father. A Heavenly Father. He, too, is a goodly parent. He has given me so much in this life. He has promised me so much more to come, too.

I think I'm still growing up. I still get boo-boos. Boy, do I get boo-boos! Some of them I could have avoided if I hadn't have been so stupid, but Heavenly Father has kissed those ones away, too (metaphorically speaking, of course). And while He can't just hug me whenever I need comfort, He sends Someone Else to do it for him (namely the Holy Ghost as well as the people He has placed in my life). He's taken away the pain when it's been nigh unbearable, He's helped me through the suffering when it's something that I must experience, He's taught me the Virtues of Life and continues to teach them to me in ways that I will be sure to remember the lesson. Sometimes it takes a few tries to get it through my thick skull, but He always perseveres. He sacrificed His Only Begotten in the flesh so that I can be with Him again someday.

Heavenly Father has given me (and you) a beautiful world to live in with trees and grass and flowers and animals and the clouds and the ocean and mountains and hills and rivers and waterfalls and beaches and (well, you get the point). He has given me the world! Endless possibilities! So much potential. Can you even imagine? I know I can't. But I do my best every day.

And you know what else? Heavenly Father even has the answers to all of my questions. And, when He sees fit, He provides me with them. And this is what I have learned today: when I think I've gotten an answer, yeah. I've gotten it. I need to just stop stinkin' doubting myself all the time. I need to trust in the Lord. I need to have more faith. I need to remember that the Lord will not let me think I've gotten a different answer than the one He has actually given me.

And that's why I'm thankful for Fathers.

Happy Fathers' Day, y'all.

Always remember: wherever you go, there you are!

Labels: Family, Svithe

(This one has been edited for the safety and privacy of the individuals involved. We don't normally have huge, black rectangles on our board.)














This has seriously got to be the cleanest my apartment has been since... I dunno, last time I was assigned kitchen with My K for cleaning checks? I can hardly wait to see what it looks like Thursday.

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Labels: Housing

So if you know me at all then you know how much I despise the cold of winter. However. Now I am in love with my black skirt and I'm really sad I can't wear it to church tomorrow because it is definitely NOT a summer skirt. And not because it's black, either, but rather because it's floor length. Did I mention how much I love it? And that I have to wait at least another... I'm gunna say 5 months to wear it?

I dunno, though. I might just break it out next week when I'm working for Student Services again. Because, yes, I love this skirt enough that I would even wear it on a weekday!

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Labels: Fashion, weather

100 channels and there's not a single thing worth listening to on TV right now, much less watching.

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Labels: Entertainment

So I went to the temple this morning to do baptisms, right? And who do I see? My dearest Uncle Robin, Cindy, and Jason (and maybe Rog?)! So random. I don't think I've ever given someone such a blank look before, though, as I did when my uncle came up to me and kicked me in the foot. And then he also did the baptizing for me, which was awesome.

I love the temple. I think I'll go back next weekend, too, and just make it an every weekend thing.


Now if only I could find those answers I'm looking for.

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Labels: Family, Religion

So I decided to conduct an experiment to see how much SF actually cleans when I'm gone (I know you're probably laughing, My K, but she actually vacuumed last week!). I have, therefore, just spent the last two hours of my life giving the kitchen/living room/ hall a very thorough cleaning (enough of one that I KNOW I'd pass cleaning checks. Except I didn't clean inside the fridge/freeze but like they even care). I also took pictures which I will be posting probably tomorrow after I get back to Santa Horhe. This should be interesting as the place was an absolute PIG STY when I arrived Thursday evening.

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Labels: Housing

I would have posted this ON Flag Day, but I was sort of unable to get to a computer connected to the internet until... like... now.

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Labels: Holiday

Just to warn you, my sense of humor gets increasingly more morbid each day. So if you don't find the following funny, but rather disturbing, I am sorry for you. You may excuse yourself.

Ok. So I'm researching drugs again. While looking through the info sheet of the medication I am currently taking, I read this:

"What happens if I overdose with Drug? Seek emergency medical attention if you think you have taken too much of this medication. Symptoms of an...overdose may include...seizures, and coma."

Umm.. yeah. I'm really going to be able to dial 911 when I fall into my coma or start seizing all over the place.

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Labels: health, humor and jokes

So... for the past like... I don't know, two or three weeks, I haven't been actually going to bed until around 3 and 4 in the morning. I don't expect tonight to be any different. I don't know what the problem is now, though, because I'm not even taking Lexapro anymore so it's not like I can blame it on that. I think if I were to just, you know, shut down my computer, turn off my light, and lie down I'd actually be able to find dreamland fairly quickly. But the thing is, I don't want to. I don't really want to sleep anymore. I just want to sit and think and listen to my tunes. Maybe watch a movie or read a book. Anything but sleep. I think maybe it's because I keep having so many weird/disturbing/ nerve-wracking dreams (for example, just the other night I dreamed my mother was trying to tell me that she had cancer and was going to die in three days. Or, another example, a certain someone and the last time I saw werf and the last thing we did together kept playing over and over and over like a broken record through my dreams, leaving me to wake up sad and confused with a cat walking all over me. And then you can't forget the Dead dreams- I can remember three of them quite vividly). So, to sum that up, I don't know what the deal is but living off of 4-5 hours of sleep each night probably isn't healthy and I should probably try to remedy this. But I doubt I will. I mean, hey. At least I've taken up eating again, yeah?

So apparently I'm doing much worse than I think am emotionally. Certain individuals whom I have confided in (or not, as the case may be) keep asking me if I'm doing OK, am I sure I'm doing OK? And just treating me, in general like I'm a china doll that is about to fall off the shelf and shatter. It's getting on my nerves. Yes, I'm fine. Get off my back already! Yeah, I'm still confused out of my mind and ready to just scream at blogger right now (I keep having to wait for what I've typed to catch up to me; it's getting to be really annoying) but I promise that I am OK. I'm functioning which is all I've ever asked to do and I feel quite capable of going on with life no matter what right now as opposed to just wanting to give up. Maybe I'm not all smiley happy, but so what! My mother has, quite possibly, been one of the worst as far as treating me like I'm about to break. I understand that she loves me and that she's worried about me and whatever, but, honestly, when have I ever just opened up to anyone? And she expects me to do it now? When I don't even feel like I need to?

Don't get me wrong, I appreciate everyone's willingness to be there for me at "my time of need," but this isn't that time. I am quite capable of sorting this one out on my own, thanks. It's all between me, That Individual, and the Lord. If you feel like you've got advice to give me, fine. Just don't expect me to jump on your band wagon and start playing whatever instrument you hand me, 'cause that's just not going to happen.


On another note. Thursday my ward is having a Meet the Bishopric Social at 8 in the usual gather place. This causes me some distress because I have to work that day and to get to Cougar Town on time for the social means I have to leave by 4:00 pm and not make any stops along the way (not that I usually do, but there's a ton of construction right now throughout the majority of the state which is rather annoying and causes traffic to slow down a LOT). This means I will probably only get three hours of work in that day as opposed to my usual four, which means smaller paycheck, which means less money to actually make this trip in the first place, which means me not having a lot of food options available to me while I am in the North Country. I will be going, however, so fear not. And then a week from Thursday I will be making the exact same trip so that I can be in Cougar Town to work at 7:30 am Friday morning (the 22- I am so excited for this job, I can't even tell you). I'm thinking I'll just fly back home this coming Sunday and leave my car up there for a few days. It'll be cheaper that way. Of course, I'll have to find someone willing to take me to work next week, but whatever. I'm sure if I asked my dad he'd come get me. Oh, and here's hoping I can go play at Seven Peaks this coming weekend. I need some sunshine and to play in the water. Even if it does cost me an arm and a leg.

Sorry for the rambles. You've come to expect it from me by now, though, haven't you?

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It's nice to know my hair doesn't lie about its color. Not too sure about the characteristics, though...



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Labels: meme/quiz

So, you can see how long that hiatus lasted. Oh, well.

I've been thinking a lot about current events in my life. Some of you have had a very detailed explaining of this and the rest of you have just gotten the vague-eties that I post here (do you like how I make up words?). Anyway, the details of my life don't really matter here. But I can't believe how stupid I have been. Let me demonstrate my stupidity to you:

Me: "What should I believe? The things that God tells me or what he (the other individual involved in recent circumstances) tells me?"

Duh. I can't believe I'd even have to ask that question. I am sooo dense and stupid and not even worth trying to teach sometimes. Oh. My. Gosh.

I still don't know that my original question has been fully answered (this one wasn't it, in case you were wondering), but I have just got to stop doubting the Lord so much. Hello. Note to self. The Lord is God. He can do all things. You can't. Get over your stinkin' pride and accept the fact that you can't do everything yourself.

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Labels: Life, relationships

So, this isn't very svithy, and probably not even that profound, but today as I was getting on the freeway to head home-home there was this commercial on the radio for weight watchers about how there is no such thing about a happily ever before. Well, why not? Why is it that we can only have a happily ever after? Why can't it be a happily ever before or a happily ever now? I mean, if we're looking for a happily ever after, then we are never going to find it; progression is eternal. "After" connotes that there will be an end. There isn't an end. So I think we should be striving for a happily ever now and remember our happily ever befores, too.

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Labels: Svithe

You know who you are. Stop snooping. Shoo, fly!

You think I'm kidding? Well, I'm not. Stick to familiar territory, you'll be safer that way. Or, at the very least, I'll feel safer.

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I had another somewhat disturbing dream last night or possibly two nights ago. It was about my Grandmother. You know, the dead one. And also about my Grandfather (her husband). I went with my cousins to visit him and he was really... struggling. And then Grandma showed up to take care of him, but she was still dead as ever and I knew it.

I guess, in a way, it was also rather a comforting dream. Funny how that works out. My most disturbing dreams really are comforting.

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Labels: Family, Life

I've decided that starting tomorrow afternoon I will be taking a hiatus from both blogger and facebook for a while. Don't know how long, sorry. Probably I'll still be checking up on people (through blogger, I'm not even going to sign into facebook) most days, just won't be posting anything unless it's super important. So I guess it's only a partial hiatus from blogger.

Facebook, though, is a totally different story. So for those of you that know me on there, too, just don't worry about me. I'm not going to be dead. I just need to get away from it for a few days. Maybe weeks. We'll see what happens.

Also, my bishopric is getting released on Sunday. I am going to be devastated. My new bishop is soon going to wonder what he has gotten himself into by accepting this calling for the next three years. I hope my current bishop takes pity on him and gives him fair warning that that Katria sister has major problems understanding simple concepts and demands a lot of time.

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I just sent the two longest emails of my life. And even with a copy/paste here and there, it still took me almost three hours to write them both.

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Labels: Communication

So I bought myself this toe ring last... Friday? Anyway, now I feel all rebellious inside.

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Labels: Fashion

Tell me something about men. WHY do they say they need to talk to you about something and then leave you hanging and wondering for day(s) on end? WHY???

I'd say he can't do this to me, but he obviously can and is.

P.S. I've become the newest subject of speculation at Airline. It is so weird. I'm not sure how I feel about it. Except that Co-worker the S was, quite possibly, at once the most hilarious and most helpful in his responses.

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Labels: relationships

If you are a praying person (and even if you're not), I could really use some prayers RIGHT NOW. Pray hard. Just pray that I won't have any regrets or be hurt. Pray that I will have courage to say what needs to be said and to respond appropriately. Just pray!

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1: You better call me or I will cry and not give you my church history notes when you need them.
2: Okay, do we need to have a DTR?
1: What? Umm... do we?
2: No, we'll just keep it kosher.


Leaving 1 to wonder: what on earth and where did this come from?

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Labels: Communication, relationships

We've gone back to the Celexa. I cannot even tell you how relieved I am to be done with Lexapro and back on something that I know works, even if it did give me nasty side-effective migraines. Those I can learn to deal with and still function under their power even if they're a level 8 (which, you know, they usually are). It's going to be so nice to be back to "normal."

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Labels: health

Sometimes the simplest of testimonies are the most profound.

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