Can You Take Me Higher?

This semester is just bananas. Jack Frost is nipping more than my nose. I was so glad to find a store that had some thermal underwear left. It took me three stores before I found tops and bottoms. Sheesh. Note to retailers: This is the land of the windchill factor. That means you don't make your stores ship back inventory that they can still sell because IT'S STILL WINTER. Did the scientists involved with the global warning issues leak some information to you? Even Bessie the monkey from The Beverly Hillbillies, knows that you don't send back until after President's Day.

My body is just aching all over. I had no idea the arts could be a way to lose weight. Between the anxiety over professors and projects, I'm on my way to a smaller self. At the end of the day, I'm surprised I'm still able to make it back home. When Prof. X, asked me what I thought of something, I replied, "Whatever you think is fine by me." Nothing says respects like getting barked at by your drill sargeant err instructor. It's just draining the life of me.

It's really cutting into my laundry time. This is the second time in a month that I had to go shopping because there was no time. Last night was another example of impromptu interruptions. I was all set to go out when Ethel gets a call from her brother. She offers the information that I'm available to work the dvd player to see more adventures from the motherland. It ticked me off. All she had to do was say that I was anywhere but there. But hey she's just Ethel. I went out to the frozen tundra and found what I was looking for. I was so tempted to picked up a must have dvd. It's the limited edition (aren't they all?) of Pride and Prejudice. The version I love is the one starring Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle. I don't know why but it's my generation's version. I know a couple of years later another version made it to the big screen but it just wasn't the same. But I had to say no because higher learning was calling my name. Drat. Just the same I may pick it up this weekend since I have a coupon.

Then there was the free food giveaway on campus. It was a make your own sundae bar. I took a break from the trenches and walked down there. Par for the course there was a line around the block. As much as I wanted to have some ice cream I knew I could do without it. So it was right back to the drawing board. Put don't give me a gold star just yet. After dinner, I munched on some twizzlers.

In local news, some pregnant lady is going to the Superbowl because she put a temporary tatoo of ubid.com on her belly and will walk around with it in Miami. I hope there are no side effects from the ink.

Congrats to the folks who fixed the Tute's Lions helmets. The cold just cracked those suckers down the line yesterday.

Bitter days

To the easy reader from Moscow:

I hope you found what you're looking for after reading so many pages of this blog. Feel free to say hi the next time you stop by.

This semester is no fun at all. It's all work of the pita nature. I'm starting to question everything and it sends me into another anxiety spin. I finally reached the point of no return. I have to do laundry or else I start wearing my Sunday best to campus. Not that I don't enjoy showing off my fashion skills but not when I have to go to a messy lab. Everything thing I made today was total crap and I junked it all. I have no clue how the heck I'm supposed to get this project done in a week. There's no book, no guidelines, and a template to guide my way. It's not helping me, dude.

I'm just totally frustrated.

On The Outskirts And In The Fringes

Normally, I don't double post but I had a really rough day and just needed to get it down on paper. After today's studio class I'm starting to question my skills as a human being. Everything I made just stunk to high heaven. There are ancestors from the motherland who are spinning in their graves because I sucked so bad. As far as I'm concerned it's pinchpots for Hitler. I have no clue what to do. Part of me just wants to drop out. I'm so freaked out about this. I can't take my usual route of overeating and it's killing me. Everyone else around me was building masterpieces and all I could come with is shit. I'm so frustrated that I haven't mastered this skill that everyone seemed to have on their first try.

We're Just Here To Do The Superbowl Shuffle

CHICAGO BEARS ARE NFC CHAMPIONS!!!
BEAR DOWN MIAMI WOO HOO!!!

Gee can you tell tell how stoked I am about todays win? Somehow I feel that Papa Halas and Walter Payton were sprinkling the snowflakes over Soldier Field during this game. The team has worked so hard together all season to get to this point. Tom Jones gets extra mention because he wears a tattoo of Betty Boop on his arm. You go boy!

Since the Bears are heading down to Miami, could the Bears organization please finally get around to giving the '85 team their championship rings? Ante up and fork it over. It's not like you can't afford it. Besides it will make you look bad down in Florida if everyone is talking smack about you being such cheapskates. Do the right thing so you don't jinx the SuperBowl. Thank you.

I was glad I was able to share the moment with Fred and Ethel. In a interesting turn of events, Fred admitted to saying a prayer before the game started. I knew he was a true believer after all. It was a good thing I finished most of my errands yesterday. Boy the shoppers were out in force because of today's game. Jeez, this does put me in a quandry of sorts. My Sister's Closet usually has a Superbowl sale every year. I wonder what they'll do this year. Hmm.

It's total mayhem. Every radio station is playing "The SuperBowl Shuffle". Total classic.

You Might Enjoy The Madness For Awhile

I come to you in 2007 a shinier and happier Starla. I just didn't think it would be good karma to spew negative energy out into the void. I survived New Year's just fine. Instead of ringing in the New Year with Dick Clark. I spent it watching the camp classic, 200 Cigarettes. It's a great flick. Rent it.

Well I'd like to say that I spent my free time productively but that didn't happen. I watched all 59 episodes of "Are You Being Served?". That britcom was absolutely bloody brilliant. Certain episodes had me in stitches. Part of me wonders if I'll go the route of Mrs. Slocombe and just have a pussy as a pet when I get that age. All in all it's a must rent if you have some free time on your hands.

I played catch up with the show that's all the rage "Ugly Betty". What can I say, I love it. I'll just have to get the first season on dvd because this semester brings another chance for me to miss good shows. Thank you Cats for telling me about it.

I really didn't get that all into the Golden Globes. I don't know why but it just doesn't do anything for me. Perhaps it's a sign of maturity or just that I could care less about the foreign press association. Isn't it usually a gimme that if you win a Golden Globe that your chance to win a Oscar is piss poor?

I had a chance to look back at last years resolutions. I was amazed that I followed through on some of them. I'll get this year's list up sometime soon. I am making one change that I didn't think would happen so quickly.

Like all of the other fat Americans out there, I think I've turned the page on healthcare. Part of the reason I didn't feel like posting was that I wasn't feeling well. There was a point where I was having chest pains, center and little to the left, for about a week. I was scared shitless that I was having a heart attack. Since that episode all is well. I guess when my body heard that I was actually going to drag my ass to a doctor, it decided to heal itself. Think of it as the same premise as when you have great hair days just after you've scheduled the appointment at the hair salon. Add to the mix, my sleep patterns are off kilter. I'm waking up two to three times a night. The sudden awakenings are followed by mini anxiety attacks. Hopefully I'll get back on track with that.

The health mode also includes me making a life change. Something I had debated on posting because it's something I'm not proud of. On New Year's Day at Uncle Maxim's annual dinner I had a fat person's moment with furniture. Let your head fill with ideas because I'm still to ashamed to admit to the chain of events. Luckily, I didn't get hurt and the few people who were witnesses just let it slide. For that I will always be truly thankful to Uncle Maxim and Aunt for their kindness toward me. One of B.J II's friends described the set up as a dinner party. Since I've always had to go, I just thought of it as a command performance.

Thanks to Oprah, I've joined the latest diet. It's called Bob Greene's the best life diet. Here's the website for it. You can join for money. I went the other route. I bought the last book Border's had and a daily planner. From the moment I first read the book, I haven't been able to put it down. At least I have gotten farther than I did with Dr. Phil's Weight Loss book. I love Dr. Phil but there's no way I could get past the part where you set up your support system. This time around it's very sensible and everything is spelled out. Greene explains the importance of vitamin supplements AND exercise. I love how you can stay at a certain phase for as long as you need and not the other way around. Slowly, I have been making babysteps.

Classes are back in session.