I'd rather have a bottle in front of me...

*dead.*

I am so mentally exhausted right now.
Yesterday I took the Chapters 4-6 Weather Studies test, this morning we took the Chapters 1-6 Midterm, and tomorrow morning we have the Dynamics I test. I am NOT enthused.

For the past two hours I've been poring over my notes and the student guide, trying not to bawl my eyes out or tear out my hair. Negative vorticity advection, direction of a shortwave trough or ridge tilt, super and subgeostrophic winds, blah blah blahahhhhhhh. Shoot me.

The thing is, knowing what each of the different components of weather dynamics is, is relatively simple. It's the putting them all together and connecting the dots that makes me question my sanity. And the part that really makes me wonder about my mental fortitude is the fact that I'm applying to Thomas Edison College for next semester to start working on my Associate's in Meteorology. AND I'm going to try for NaNoWriMo this November after the baby's born. I think my brain will explode.

So. Be on the lookout for flying chunks of grey matter in your region! D:

I got a hair cut, finally!

Pictures under ( the cut )

What the fuck does this even mean? Some random person I don't know IMed me and proceeded to say the following. Interpretation is appreciated.

( Cut for serious WTF. )

Doesn't this picture make you instantaneously 'gasm?



I don't know what it is about Pyramid Head, but... yeah. Just yeah.

I MADE A LOLZ.

Mogwai has the most hilarious way of stretching out when she's really exhausted. She'll lay flat on her back, stretch her legs out and put her arms up over her head. Every time I see it I break into a fit of giggles and run around trying to get my camera before she moves. This particular instance, my good camera's batteries were dead, thus I could only use the camera phone.

BUT! I made a lolz and submitted it to ICHC.

http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/view.aspx?ciid=1439675 <--- CLICK DAT.

Here I sit in my little two bedroom apartment in the mountains of southwestern California. Who'd have thought I'd end up here two years ago, or even last year around this time? My sister has finally come to live with me, too. I work on Coronado island; a 45 minute drive from home, which is hell on my poor gas tank and pocketbook. It don't mind though, as it's much more peaceful out here compared to the chaos of inner San Diego. Everything here is so very expensive, though. Gas, food, everyday living requirements.

I miss my LJs. I really do need to get back into updating on a more regular basis. I shall make myself a promise to do so. We shall see.

For nearly the entirity of yesterday and today, I OCD cleaned my home. I used to never care about my living conditions, and then I grew up. Now I can't go to bed without making sure that my kitchen is ABSOLUTELY SPOTLESS (echoechoecho). Otherwise I twitch and have horrible nightmares. *cry.* Hate to admit it, but I think the 'mother-gene' is starting to kick in. >.>

In other news, I've succumbed to the life-sucking powers of the WoW. *facepalm.* I swore to myself I would never get involved, seeing as how I have such an addictive personality, but alas. In addition, I've become unhealthily obsessed with lolcats/dogs/everything else. Sigh.

Anyway, I shall leave you with a picture of my adorable yet evil kitten, Mogwai. Cheers!

She has a heart on her side. *cuteness explode!*

So, wow. It's been a ridiculously long time since my last entry.
A million things have happened since then and I suppose it's about that time for my triumphant return.

At the moment I'm in Yokosuka, Japan. I live here. =/

I went through the whole boot camp thing in Illinois, and then lived in Mississippi during A-School, and finally, working here in Japan. Now, however, I'm getting ready to be on the move again. I'm going to San Diego, California, which... I couldn't be more happy about. Why, you may ask?
I'm le pregn0rd. 12 weeks to be exact. So I am headed back to the states to live.

Japan, don't get me wrong, is amazing and fun and neat, but it gets old. Unbelievably old. As silly as it may sound, I miss Wal-Mart, and driving, and being able to get food after 8pm. *sigh.* I just can't wait. Plus, Japanese people really don't like Americans around here. (I KNOW!! IT'S CRAZY!! /sarcasm). Now I'm just waiting on orders to come through so that I'll finally be able to leave.. Who knows when that will be, though. Nobody seems to be in any big hurry to get it done, for whatever reason. Even though I have to leave here by my 28th week because I can't fly after that.

Grr! *shakes fist.*

But yeah. That's what's going on in the world of Ashe. Wibbles!

Beißen Sie mich.

Come on, March sixth.
Take me the hell out of this
hell hole.


I'm so sick of the bullshit.
People lying, people breaking promises,
people trying to make you feel better and then
going right back to the way things were.


Broken phone, broken car, empty wallet.
Chest cold, strep throat, chills.
Empty refrigerator, empty cabinets,
empty inbox.


I'd rather be raped by a goat.

Come on, March sixth.

I feel like such a fucking idiot right now.
I really shouldn't have been so sure of myself. He's a better man that I thought.
And I'm the same stupid Ashe.

I should have known, really. Ten foot pole, Ashe. Ten foot pole.

Now you've gone and made a mess of things. *head-desk.*
How could I have misinterpreted those words so badly?
I couldn't have been making it all up.

There has to be something I missed.

butwhatelsecanyouexpectfromsomeonewhosetitsarebiggerthanherhead.
(in more ways than one.)

So, I went and saw The Hitcher with xdormantmalicex and disheveled_pash. At first I thought it was going to scare the hell out of me, and it did for about fifteen minutes, until I saw John Ryder. After that, the movie may as well have been hardcore porn for me.

Jesus Christ, I have never seen a killer that was so fucking sexy.



( And behind curtain number one. )

He's played several characters in movies that I had little crushes on before, but fucking hell. This man is beyond sexy.

*swoon.*

The Amazing Insensitive Ashe has done it again!

I should start charging for this; I seem to be so good at it.
*head-desks.*

I did a little shopping today.
Got everything I needed and still have all the money I need for insurance and my hair, plus more than two hundred left over, even after I paid dad his $180. (My check was Very Good this payday.)
I bought a new bra, which my makes my boobs look phenomenal.
I got this cute little hat, some headbands because I'm getting my hair cut at noon tomorrow, hair dye for my hair, a pair of sexy underwear to match the bra, and two new pairs of jeans that fit perfectly.

I am a happy girl. Oh, I also bought a bottle of Febreze simply because that shit smells wonderful. And I'm proud of myself for not spending all of my fucking money.

When we went to J-Mall, I walked all around that fucker looking for The Buckle so I could buy my perfume Lucky, but it turns out it was replaced by some gay ass mallcore store called Funk-E People. Fuck.

So I have to go to a different mall today. Because I WILL buy that shit, damn it. I miss it so much.

We ate Chinese on our way out, and on our way home we saw two people we knew. One was Eric and his girlfriend leaving in what appeared to be a nice new convertible, and the other was Luciano and his son heading to the mall. I almost didn't see them because Alix and I were singing Arabian Nights, and getting all of the words horribly wrong.

What a fun day.
And tomorrow I get my hair cut! :B :B :B

Jesus H Christ.

Oh my grodden.
..What the hell happened to me yesterday?

Woah. I feel like fucking shiiiiiiit.
That is all.

Let's not take advantage of the fact that I can be coerced into nearly anything, especially when there's a stormy gust in my sails, and no longer a light breeze.
I am, however, so happy to give you things you've never had before.  No matter how intangible, or invisible.  

Happy you see things my way.

:)

Rummity rum.
Rum rum rum.

*raises her glass and dances around the bonfire.*

Heart.

What a boring day.
A bleak, quiet, grey and rainy day. 

Woke up at 10:45 this morning, which I've decided is Not Enough Sleep.  
Besides, I have to go to work tonight at 7pm, so I'll probably be dead tired by midnight if I don't have a nap before then.  

I'm thinking of taking up fencing.  I looked all around to see if Louisville offered any swordfighting classes, but the closest I could find was fencing.  It's only $75 for four one-on-one beginner's classes, so it's not too bad at all.  Plus the schedule will work perfectly for me.  

I got paid yesterday.  Got a new comforter and other fittings for my bed, finally.  I bought the ratties some treats, and paid my father an assload of money.  ($225 to be exact.)  
I'm going to stop spending my money frivolously and learn to save for the things I really want.  Ugh.  I hate how quickly I run out of money.  

Anyway.  About that nap. 

Look!  I finally got some pictures of my ratties.  Have a look?


HEART!

I bought Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest the game, for my Nintendo DS. 
Basically, I have a feeling that the game will only be enjoyed by those who have a particular soft spot for the movie, because the gameplay itself is sadly lacking.  It follows the movie's storyline, save for a few additions and subtractions. 
Still, though, it's entertaining.  Plus, you can collect gold to buy concept art and unlock playable characters like Tribal Chief Jack and Elizabeth-in-Disguise.  Overall, I like it enough to play it to the finish.  :B

Anyway.  Work tonight and then two days off.  What to do, what to do.
I'm contemplating writing another little essay, but updated.  
Thursday I get paid; half goes to my dad.  XP

Also, I've drawn all sorts of things that I haven't been able to upload to the computer, so perhaps when I have the time off I'll spend a little bit of the day working on that.
We shall see.

Cheerio!

pennymellow: I use your icon!  :B