Not Your Average Jane

Yeah I'm only planning on sleeping late, walking the dog, eating and getting ready before Linz comes over at 1, (we're going shopping for apartment stuff) so I don't know if I'll have the time to blog the way I want to... I don't know if I really can right now.... But I'm gonna give it the old college try....

So I just got back from Kay's... The usual Mark Miller Tuesday night open mic thing... I would have stayed later but I only had like 4 hours of sleep Monday night... And no nap like I kept planning to have... I got busy doing other stuff and just ran out of time to nap before I had to get ready to go to Kays...

I won't even go into how long the day seems looking back... Lets just say I had not only my puppy but my sister's dawg as well... My baby's pretty well behaved for the most part... Bailey will sit and lay and hes potty and crate trained... But on a leash there's a world of difference.... Plus the one accident he had in my house (which seemed to influence my dog to later have an accident of the pee pee variety) made me not very happy with him... That was the biggest poop from a dog I think I've ever seen... Especially one his size!!!!! And GAWD DID IT STINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So except for the 3 hours they were seperated (Bailey was in Maggie's cage and Maggie had the run of the apartment) they were playing together and in general getting in my way and about half an hour or so of that I was walking them.... And I volunteered to do this every Tuesday til I get a job!?!?!?!? There's another motivating factor to getting a job... lol... But at least Maggie's passed out right now and I bet she'll let me sleep late (thank God).... Whoo hoo!!!!

Randomness... I'm hungry... I could realllllly use a Whataburger right about now...

And I'm thinking I may go to Blanco's Wednesday night for their open mic... Its free... So is Josh Grider at the Palace... I can afford free for shizzle....

Back to tonight though....

So I finally kenneled Bailey up about 915 and let Mags have the apartment to herself... I left Linz a note on top of the kennel cage to put Maggie in when she took Bailey out... I text her and asked if she'd had any trouble with Mags a lil after 10... I got a text back she'd peed on my comforter a lil... But Linz (awesome sis she is) cleaned it up for me... Though I may wash the duvet cover just to be on the safe side....

I got to Kays about 940 ish.... As I'm parking the car I glance up and see a naked person staring at me... It takes a second to realize its just a statue at the art store.... lol... I soooo bust a gut... And then called Sean to share it with him.... Then I go into Kays still giggling... I get a drink and end up sitting at the Texas table with Eric and Claire and them.... I was sitting next to Eric almost all night and HE NEVER SPILLED ANYTHING ON ME!!!!! Well except a lil Jim Beam Black on my hand but I don't really count that since he was adding it to my coke.... lol...

The night was a lot like the way things used to be last summer at the Firehouse.... When it was Eric, Kyle, Cory, Mark and Brett doing a songwriters swap on stools... It wasn't really the same since there was only one stool and only one person could go at a time and Brett wasn't there but it was DAMN close.... Even the fact that the guy I have a thing for didn't show doesn't bug me too much... Its the most fun I've had with my clothes on in a long long time.... I got to hear all my fave songs all those guys do... From the usual Arsonist and the every now and then Relationships 101 and Tally-Ho to Whistling Dixie which I rarely hear unless I'm listening to the Bellamy Brothers Greatest Hits CD or something.... lol.... Eric was cracking me up all night... At one point as he was walking past Mark as he was playing and somehow made him screw up the words.... It turns out Eric had told Mark he was hot... lmao.... Quite a different effect than if I, or some other chick had said it I'm sure... lol...

Anyway so after making the rounds saying my goodbyes (it turns out Mark knows someone who makes the kind of furniture we want but its out in Hempstead...) and came home... Walked the dog... And now I'm writing this... I really need to go to bed though before I decide to say screw and go to Whataburger or something.... lol...

Laters.

posted by Ali @ 12:47 AM 0 Comments

Obviously my dog thinks she's the ruler of my life... I wake up to walk and feed her, go to bed and wake up with paws in my face while she furiously licks me awake... Ah what a life to be my dog... lol....

I was watching Animal Planet last night and there were elephants on... She just stood in front of the TV her head cocked to the side and her ears up, like she couldn't figure out what those big gray things were.... Then later something on Jane Goodall going back to Gombe was on... And she did the same thing when they showed the chimpanzees.... It was quite comically....

Even now she's sitting on my bed behind me and literally breathing down my neck.... I do need to walk her again....

But first my brilliant idea.... Maggie seems facinated by cats but not at all aggressive... While with other dogs shes a bit playful (and if they're smaller its like shes not sure what to think...) and on occasion a bit.... I don't want to say aggressive but she will bark and every now and then growl a lil at em... Only 2 dogs shes ever growled at though and one is Bailey (my sisters dog) when he gets a lil overexcited or shes tired of him...

So anyway back to my idea... Eventually, like once I've had a job more than a month or so, get a half grown kitten or young cat so she can have company when I'm gone and not get so anxious (hopefully). AND I'll have another cat... Which while I'm not a cat person, I do like em....

All right I'm off to walk the whiner... lol....

Laters.

posted by Ali @ 2:03 PM 0 Comments

Lovin' its what I got....

I love that song... Heck I LOVE that band....

So my weekend update... I feel like I should be on Saturday Night Live or something... lol... Since it technically started Thursday I think I'll start there... And I don't think I've written about what I ended up doing....

So I started out going to Blanco's for Travis Mitchell... I swear that boy's gotten better looking since I last saw him in May... And he's still a doll too... His band's ok and his voice could use some work but he's on the right track...
I only stayed about an hour or so, Blanco's soooo isn't my usual crowd at all... So spur of the moment I figure what the hell, I'll go to Kay's and see Matt... I get there and ended up hanging with Halsey and her mom and a group of people that actually know Matt and dig his stuff... That was a nice change from my usual live music experiences as of late.... At one point in time there were over 50 people in that bar... The most I've ever seen there... And only about 7 or 8 were actually paying any attention to Matt... But he did have to compete with a wedding party so I think I can make an exception to being mad about that....
I left there about midnight and came home and walked the dog and went to bed.... (I'm too exciting for words I know...)

So Friday was more jobhunting.... Ran some errands.... Went over to Mom's for a bit... And then had a Little House on The Prairie Season 6 marathon... I finished the 2nd half of that.... Whoo hoo...

I had the worst time falling asleep Friday night... It wasn't helped by the fact that Sean called me drunk from Padre Island... (he and the boys went down there Thursday night for a weekend surfing trip and got back late Sunday night...) So finally about 3 am I fell asleep....

And then I woke up about 9 to get ready to go and help Linz move... After it was all said and done... It only took like 2 huge car loads, 3 people, and like 5 hours to move almost all of her stuff (minus furniture) to her new apartment..... Turns out after I left about 230 ish Linz and Ken moved Bailey's cage and Linz's mattress and box spring... She told me they kept moving stuff til about 8 after taking a break for dinner at Pei Wei... AND THEN they went out drinking... The dorks...

I on the other hand, fell asleep about 330 Saturday afternoon... Woke up for a bit about 6... Ate, walked the dog, and went back to bed... Til about 9 ish... Then I found out Matt had opened for Phil Pritchett at the Firehouse and I missed it... Ah well... I ended up not doing anything... And again having the worst time falling asleep I think it was almost 4 when I went to bed this time... So I woke up about 7 to walk and feed the dog and then again about noon to the rain... Of course the dog needed walking again so I had to break out the umbrella to walk her... Then I get back and Linz calls wanting a ride back home from Ken's.... Turns out she'd left her car in the village since she'd had a bit too much to drink... The goose... So as I'm wandering around looking for my car (which I'd forgotten where I parked it...lol...) Ken volunteers to drive her home and I go back up to my apartment and have lunch... Linz calls me later, after the rain has stopped for a bit and we go to Traders Village to look at Texas rustic type furniture.... We finish up there about 4 ish and decide to head out to Brookshire to this other place we'd seen furniture at... But right after we got past the loop it starts pouring down rain... So hard I can barely see the road... Everyone is slowing down to like 2 miles an hour and the windshield wipers are going for all their worth and linz and i are both freaking and rethinking our brilliant idea... We decide not to go and get off on the next exit and head somewhere else so that she can get a bed frame so she can at least sleep in her bed tonight... We get that done and go to Randalls to grab a few things.... Then I drop her off at her new place and head home... After walking the dog I finally got to shower and get clean... After sweating all day and having a lil bit of icy hot still left on my shoulders from Saturday night, I reallllly needed it....

I didn't really do more than watch some TV and jobhunt the rest of the night... Again I'm just too exciting for words, I know....

I do have one lil bit of a rant though... I don't know what day it was, but I was talking to Mom about rent (since its due on the 1st) and we were discussing money... She said she would pay my rent for the month but nothing else.... Our agreement was that she would give me 3 months rent for my grades last fall... But she was only willing to offer 500/month as rent and even though I live in an apartment thats 125 more than that, shes really getting the better end of the deal.... What we agreed was that she would give me 1500 dollars this month, if I still didn't have a job (which I obviously don't) to pay rent and my bills... Which she apparently she wants to renege on... She wants to give me rent (she didn't mention if it was 500 or the actual rent of 625) and she said I should just take any job offered me in order to have money... Lil problem there... NO JOB HAS BEEN OFFERED TO ME... She seems to think the problme is I'm asking for too much money... When in fact most of the time its been because someone else had more experience than me... At least thats what the very polite people I've interviewed with have said... She also seems to think I should be having 3-4 interviews a week... Which with the exception of one week where I had 3 interviews sounds a lil out there... Ideally it'd be nice, so that there would be good odds of my getting a job, but the job markets on a downward spiral and I'm lucky if I have 1 or 2 interviews a week, which seems to be a lot more realistic... At least to me...

We just discuss money, what she thinks I should be doing or the whole job situation and I just want to strangle someone.... I love her and she loves me... And I know she wants the best for me and for me to be able to support myself again... But I've gotten myself in a situation where in order to live I have to have a certain amount of money in order to eat, pay bills and get gas (in the car) and that sort of thing... Nothing extravagent, hell I don't really have any huge expensive tastes... I've bought one new Coach purse (when I was still employed in April) and a few new tops (again only when I was employed) but other than that, I really haven't spent much money on anything besides the apartment, bills, food, gas and the dog (who cost me quite a bit in vet bills RIGHT after I'd been fired so a chunk of my savings was shot there... I think I may have to talk to Tim about getting some money from the trust to tide me over since most of my bills are due by the 15th and even if I get a job tomorrow there's no way I could pay them on time, in full...

Anyway its off to bed I go... I have to get up and.... walk the dog.... Feed the dog... Jobhunt... Pray to win the lottery... lol... Pray for a night with Matthew McConeghey while I'm at it... Heck why not pray for a pony and world peace to go along with that, while I'm at it?

Laters.

posted by Ali @ 1:17 AM 0 Comments

So I went to the grocery store earlier tonight and it was raining when I went in, and I'd forgotten my umbrella at home, so I braved the storm all in order to get some sweet tea and some other odds and ends... 50 dollars later I walk out and the rain is gone... Whoo hoo...

I bust a gut when I thought of the title to this blog... Reminds me of an incident with Eric Brendan a couple of weeks ago when beer was spilled on me...

Seany came over and we watched this movie Phat Girlz... That was pretty damn funny... And then we watched this cheesy porn thing on HBO... And critiqued it... "He's such a bad actor... They didn't even TRY to cover up the tats and earrings... Is that the scar from when she got her fake boobs put in? I can fake an orgasm better than that.... That chick couldn't act her way out of a box..." That sort of thing... Then we got to talking and yeah porn is so antirealistic (I don't care if its a word or not...) its funny... And its not like people are watching it for the acting or story line...

We also discussed a possible bet... Something about me not being able to go out every night for a week... NOT just for music, but for movies, dinners out (like Tila's out, NOT McDonald's out) and dates too.... We couldn't decide on what the stakes might be but we agreed with my current money situation it would be a bad idea to try it now...

So I went crazy in the kitchen tonight... I made my grilled chicken and mashed potatoes earlier but about 11 I made pigs in blankets and a steak and then cut up some strawberries for the belgian waffles I'm making in the morning... Plus I still have turkey meat to make into turkey burgers and the stuff for spaghetti and meat sauce... I also went a lil out of my comfort zone and bought some frozen mahi mahi (thats going to remain frozen for a few days til I finish all this other food first.... ). AND I still have brownie mix on top of that.... I have gone from the Goddess of MySpace to Domestic Goddess or something....

I went to see Mark Tuesday night at Kays but I only stayed an hour or so... Someone didn't show and I admit I was a lot more dissappointed than I should have been... But I've come to realize I put a lot more stock into one lousy no show than is really needed.... The whole situation is really odd and I can't expect things to go my way all the time... Though it'd be nice....

I found out Travis Mitchell's playing at Blanco's Thursday night and I'm sooo going to that instead of Brett's thingy... I haven't seen Travis (or Clint) since May or so... I get to see Brett almost every week...

Ok, I think its bedtime... Laters.

posted by Ali @ 1:46 AM 0 Comments

Ok, so this is sort of in response to something I heard/saw in the last few days/weeks... I was talking with a guy I know, Thursday night... Dub Miller was on stage and playing acoustic... He was playing Paying the Fiddler at one point and NO ONE besides the lil group I was in, was even paying attention... It was like no one in that bar knew or cared about who the guy was singing, they were just there to see and be seen... Drink and play poker... And I've noticed stuff like that happening more and more often... Mainly at the Armadillo Palace. But occasionally when Mark does his open mic thingy at Kays it happens... Which sucks big brown greasy monkey balls... But its like people don't go places to hear good music anymore... They go to whatever bar cuz its the trendy thing to do... What the heck is up with that? Do they not know they can go somewhere else if they want to drink or be seen or whatever (I've got a list of bars I don't go to because of the atmosphere being so trendy, I'll gladly share with them where they can go...). Its like a sign of disrespect for the musicians playing too and thats just not cool... These guys (and the occasional girl) work really hard to play music they hope people will dig and then most of the audience just seems to ignore them!?!?!?! I don't mind the few couples that seem to like to dance at shows, thats kinda cool (I wish I could dance...lol...) and it shows that at least they're listening to the music... But when Mike McClure or Dub or anyone of a dozen musicians I'll go see, play and no one but me is paying attention or into the music, it just really pisses me off....

Its part of the reason I don't go to a lot of shows anymore... (that and I'm trying to save $$$ since I'm unemployed....)

Last night though I went to the Palace with Richelle and Cheryl, fully expecting to be pissed off by the end of the night and fed up with people in general... We got there about 7 ish and sat at the bar and ordered some dinner... And an hour or so later we tried to sit at a table (they all had reserved signs on them, and half the place was sectioned off for a private party) but one of the waitresses was realllllllly rude to us about it... No one was sitting there so we figured what the heck, but we'd no sooner sat down then this waitress walks up and is like what party are you with? Don't you know this table's reserved? (we'd thrown the reserved sign up into one of the bar stools... lol...) Cheryl said something to her and the chick said something along the lines of "there's no need to be rude..." Whatever, dude... I didn't hear part of the conversation, otherwise I would have let the chick know we were with the birthday party... lol... I am a bit of a smart ass.... :0)
So we moved back to the bar stools and the bartenders there took forever on every drink order after that... And it didn't even really get crowded til almost 10 ish... Finally I moved up to the front row by myself (since someones I know were more interested in drinking than seeing the Trailers... And one was a Trailers virgin... Technically I think shes still a virgin since she never saw them...) where I proceeded to stay for the rest of the night... I swear I have never had sooooooooooooooooooooooo much fun.... At least not at a show and not lately... Part of the reason I didn't move was cuz I didn't want to lose my spot in the front, where I had a perfect view and the other was cuz I knew if the people in the back weren't digging the music then there'd be a fight, cuz no one comes to a Trailers show and doesn't have fun. Period, end of story... They did almost all of my favorite songs and Potters still pretty and Manny is still Manny, same for Ryder... Stokes and Drew looked better than the last time I saw them... They both look better with shaggy hair... And Jondan was a good addition to the band... And Ryder singing lead a lot of the time was amazing... Finally they did an encore with Ring of Fire and Fire on the Ponchatrain and it was all over with by 1... I got a tshirt and a sticker (though not the yellow one I wanted... They don't have those anymore...). Then I went back to the bar and Chelle, Cheryl and I hung out for a bit... I touched Potters ass, cuz thats just how I roll... lol... Talked to Stokes for a few.... And then we came back to my apartment.... Where we proceeded to stay up til after 3 am... I woke up at 8 when I heard them talking in the living room, then I walked the dog and Cheryl and I went to McDonalds for breakfast.... Came back, ate and I went back to bed, til they left about noonish... Then I went back to bed and woke up at about 2.... Walked the dog and I was pretty much useless all afternoon... I've only watched movies and blogged... Very overachiever of me I know...
Now its dinner time and I have no idea what I want... Maybe a grilled cheese...
Laters.

posted by Ali @ 6:36 PM 0 Comments

Not exactly the post I promised but its a fun one...

I have this desk day by day calendar called Wild Words from Wild Women and there's just a few days that I've kept because they're just that classic.... :0) And one or two of them, remind me a bit of myself....

"My biggest problem with dating is that I have no game... Some women can just bat their eyes and men coming running. The men just keep coming up one after another. Its like they have some sort of magical man-filled Pez dispenser." - Lori Giarnelia, comedian

"If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing slowly... very slowly...." - Gypsy Rose Lee

"I'm as pure as the driven slush." - Tallulah Bankhead

"I'm not good at being alone. Especially at the end of the day when my finances are in a mess, my car is falling apart, and I can't find my shoe. Thats when I need a big strong guy to hold me close so I can look deep into his eyes and blame him." - Simone Alexander

"You know more about a guy in one night in bed than you do in months of conversation. In the sack, they can't cheat." - Edith Piaf

Just a few wise words from some very.... interesting ladies... lol....

Laters.

posted by Ali @ 5:36 PM 0 Comments

Wowza... Almost 2 months without a post here... Thats somewhat shocking... I knew I was addicted to blogging on myspace but I always swore I'd post double... Whatever I posted there, I'd post here too... Oops... But then I found out in the last week or so there are people that usually read this that can't get on myspace for some reason or other, so I'm going to start actively trying again to post what I post there on here and vice versa.... We'll see how long that lasts this time... And I talk about people on myspace, that I don't want to talk about here since I know some of those people read this... Darn my personal preferences... lol...
So here's one now...

So I had a couple of odd dreams last night...

First of of there was one where I was at a party and everyone (mainly my family and friends, people I knew type thing) was talking and flirting and stuff and then suddenly everyone started pairing up... Everyone but me... So I check the dream interpretation stuff on the internet and here's what I got....

To dream that you are at a party, suggests that you need to get out more and enjoy yourself. If the party is bad, then it indicates that you are unsure of your social skills.

To see your own family in your dream, represents security, warmth and love. Consider also the significance of a particular family member or the relationship you have with them.

To dream that you are flirting or that someone is flirting with you, represents your need for intimacy and affection. You may be about to enter into a serious commitment or relationship in the near future.

To see your friends in your dream, signifies aspects of your personality that you have rejected, but are ready to integrate these rejected part of yourself. The relationships you have with those around you are important in learning about yourself. Additionally, this symbol foretells of happy tidings from them and the arrival of good news.

To dream that you are rejecting something, indicates that there are feelings or situations that you want to be rid of. Alternatively, you may be refusing to accept a situation that is being imposed and forced upon you.
To dream that you are being rejected, signifies a lack of self-worth and alienation of others.

To dream that you are alone, indicates feelings of rejection. You may be feeling that no one understands you.

I thought that was kinda interesting.... I don't know if its good or bad or what, but it just... is...

So another dream I had, I was walking along the edge of a cliff (or a rock quarry or reservoir of some sort I never did figure that out) with Maggie and another golden, I think her name was Molly.... But I was walking around on a sidewalk on the edge, on the verge of falling the whole time, the dogs were running and playing in front of me and then there was suddenly a large dead tree in the way and I couldn't get around it, so somehow I had managed to throw it out of the way (what am I superwoman?!?!?!) and continue on the way we had been going....

And here's what I got when I did the interpretation on that....

To see a filled reservoir in your dream, symbolizes stored up or repressed emotions. To see an empty reservoir in your dream, denotes that you have expended all your energy and emotions on others.

To dream that you are standing at the edge of a cliff, denotes that you have arrived to an increased level of understanding, new awareness, and a fresh point of view. You may have reached a critical point in your life and may fear losing control.

To dream that you are walking on a sidewalk, your steady progress and direction in life. You may be moving on to new walks of life. If the sidewalk is cracked, then it signifies minor and temporary setbacks that are keeping you from getting to your destination. Your dream may suggest that you need to alter your course and make some changes in your life.

If you dream you are taking a walk through pleasant surroundings then you will enjoy success in love and business. If the path is strewn with briars and other brush, you will experience hardships but if you manage to get through them then you will overcome all your adversaries and make your fortune. To walk in the night hours brings with it much discontent.

To dream that you are having difficulties, signifies temporary embarrassment and the threat of ill health.
To dream that you are having difficulties with your lover, denotes the contrary and that you will have a pleasant courtship.

To see a dog in your dream, indicate a skill that you have ignored or forgotten, but needs to be activated. Alternatively, dogs may symbolize intuition, loyalty, generosity, protection, and fidelity. Your own values and intentions will enable you to go forward in the world and succeed. If the dog is vicious and/or growling, then it signifies some inner conflict within yourself. It may indicate betrayal and untrustworthiness. If the dog is dead or dying, then it indicates a loss of a good friend. Alternatively, it represents a deterioration of your instincts.
To see a happily barking dog in your dream, symbolizes pleasures and much social activity. If the dog is barking ferociously, then it represents your habit of making demands on people and controlling situations around you. It could also mean unfriendly companions.

Again I don't know if its good or bad, it just is...

Another weird dream I had, this one was like on Thursday night though... I dreamed I had turned on the TV and every channel I flipped to they were talking about how Dale Earnhardt Jr was dead... And finally on one of the channels I stopped on, it turned out he'd been in some sort of boating accident and drowned....

To see someone dying in your dream, signifies that your feelings for that person are dead or that a significant change/loss is occurring in your relationship with that person. Alternatively, you may want to repress that aspect of yourself that is represented by the dying person.

Not really what to think of that dream or the interpretation of it... But there it is...

A review of last night and a bit of a rant/soap box lecture are coming as soon as I can get my thoughts together enough to write it... Laters.

posted by Ali @ 4:14 PM 0 Comments