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Name: Alaina
Country: United States
State: Michigan
Metro: Detroit
Birthday: 6/27/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: Christ and the church, costuming/sewing, Theatre, photography, art, music, writing, reading, sci fi, history, community outreach, Stargate, creating culinary masterpieces for my friends and my consumption, coming to a greater and deeper personal knowledge of Photoshop, putting make-up on other people, making candles and jewelry, collecting random pieces of information to distribute at will, writing the next great popular novel
Expertise: Jack of all trades-master of none, though I'm working on being a jack of all trades-master of one. I'm thinking costume design...
Occupation: Costumes-Makeup-Writing-BSA Le
Industry: Art
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Member Since:
1/29/2005
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| Yesterday I felt like I had been cast in the role of Alexander. That is Alexander of Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. It started out with running late. I was meeting a couple of my volunteers at Gordon Food Service because even with a PO they can't charge to our account without a card. Well, first it took me longer to get my stuff together to take with me, then I went outside and found that the snow from the day before had not magically disappeared from my car but had drifted 4 inches high on top of it. So combined with having to go to the office first to pick up the PO and card I was about half an hour late.
So I went to Barnes & Nobles, got some really great deals and no internet access then headed back to the office to change for our annual recognition dinner. In the stop and traffic to get to the freeway the red lights disappeared, everyone started to move forward and I did likewise. Then, very suddenly, the red lights were back but I was not quite fast enough on the brakes, the roads were wet from the snow the night before and the little car in front of me had a trailer hitch. So what does this equal? A lovely trailer hitch shaped hole in my front bumper as well as the grill below my vanity holder being broken. Thankfully the guy knew there was nothing wrong with his car and drove off, so no ticket, and it didn't hurt my radiator. Unfortunately with the hole in the fascia the bill to fix it is going to be fat. I'll know tomorrow.
From there I headed to the annual recognition dinner an hour and a half early because I was never given the precise time I was supposed to be there and I figured early was better than late. Too bad I poked a hole in my pantyhose a half hour before the doors to the dinner were supposed to open. They ran - bad. Thus a trip up the road to Kmart to buy a new pair. Then, when I got back, we had to give the staff table away because we ran out of seats, which wasn't that huge of a surprise. Apparently it happens every year. We ended up sitting with some of our honorees who didn't bring as many people as they had seats for.
On the way home my phone rang and while I obviously liked the song to choose it as a ringtone, it really hit home as the chorus spilled into my car from the phone. For those of you not familiar with Frou Frou's 'Let Go' here is what it says there:
So, let go, so let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's alright
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, yeah let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
This last year and a half have been crazy and lately I've felt a bit like my hands are full of all the strings that I'm trying to get tied together. It's been that doomsday feeling of knowing that one of them will get dropped but not knowing which one it will be. Am I happy about how yesterday went? No and I'm really not looking forward to seeing what the garage has to say tomorrow, but today was a new day and tomorrow will be another one. Sometimes we have to be broken in order for things to be righted. I was reminded that I can't do it all on my own, but I don't have to. I have God and have my friends and family. I can't change what has already happened, so I've just got to roll with it and move on. There it is - the beauty in the breakdown. Now I've got to get some other things down before I go to bed so that I can get up and head to our staff meeting in the morning.
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| So Mom and I were traveling this past weekend and realized that Dad's behemoth of a Silverado had guzzled more gas than she had realized. She pulled into the closest gas station. It was a Citgo. I explained to her that buying gas there was supporting a crazy, wanna-be dictator who had it out for America, but it was cold and so she lent her $40-$50 to the cause instead of pulling though to the Sunoco. The next day I mentioned needing to get gas and she teasingly asked if I was going to go to Citgo (there aren't any in LO that I know of, by the by). *sigh* I guess it just goes to show that you can't expect others to abide by your personal convictions, though I do think from now on she will consider her options before stopping there for gas. Of course, the discussion following the stop at Citgo ended up going into alternative fuel options and hybrid vehicles and all that, but that is an entry for another day.
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| I'm not really sure how this came about. I didn't mean for it to happen. I'm already following five+ daily/weekly webcomics. I don't need another online destination. I have messages withering away i my myspace inbox, but now I have become sucked into the world of www.find815.com. I mean, I know how I ended up at the site. It began as an inconspicuous SciFi newsletter in my e-mail. I really was curious about Torchwood and Terminator, but somehow... two and a half hours later... I completed all of the activities to date in the game. Why is this so strange? Lost is a phenomenon after all, but this is the thing - I never started watching Lost! I think I've seen a total of maybe two episodes (one of which being the pilot) in its three seasons on the air and no, I do not live under a rock, thank you. I just never watched the first season so in turn I didn't watch the second season and then definitely did not watch the third season. Now here I am playing the game. Gah! Darn my compulsive puzzle solving desires, darn them.
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| So has anyone else read any of the most recent articles about Hugo Chavez, the president of Venezuela who apparently believes everyone but himself needs to be politically correct? Yes, I speak of the man who referred to Bush as the 'devil' to the UN in September of 2006. His most recent case of diarrhea of the mouth, though you probably can't call it that when it's done purposefully, came last weekend when he decided to refer to the former prime minister of Spain as a 'fascist' multiple times at a summit of leaders including those from Latin America, Spain and Portugal. The current prime minister asked that he be more diplomatic, which Chavez didn't care for. Fed up, the King of Spain leaned over and asked "Why don't you shut up?". I personally think he showed great restraint. Much more than I would have been able to exhibit. In fact, when I read the initial story I was glad the king did it because Chavez really thinks he can run his mouth off about anything with no consequences. I still am. Now Chavez is demanding an apology for being disrespected and threatening to wreck Spanish investments over it if an apology is not issued by the king.
It is true that the king probably shouldn't have said anything especially knowing who he was talking too, but this has nothing to do with being a 'reflection of "500 years of arrogance"'. It has to do with being fed up with the here and now. It's not even like Chavez had made one comment and stopped. No no no, this had been going on for some time when the king said that. There is a pattern emerging here that even I, someone who simply scans the headlines on my homepage, can see. The king of Spain is arrogant. Bush speaks as if he 'owns the world' and is a dictator. Meanwhile Chavez is the one attempting to change his country's constitution to allow him to be perpetually re-elected. Sounds suspiciously like someone attempting to become dictator to me. He's already inhibiting Venezuelan freedom of speech by banning a tv station as well as expelling any influential foreigners who dare to enter his country and be at all critical of him. He's like a five-year-old who wants to get his own way, his way is the only right way but instead of the damages incurred by not getting his own way being limited to some screaming and fruitless struggles, he has the ability to negatively impact the lives of thousands. He sees arrogance and a desire for world domination all around him, but I would propose that he's reflecting his own intent upon those around him and in the area of arrogance - that's the pot calling the kettle black.
Here are some news link if you would like to read any of the articles:
Chavez: Bush 'devil'; U.S. 'on the way down'
Chavez Demands Spanish King Juan Carlos Apologize...
Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez Proposes Changes to Constitution Allowing His Perpetual Re-Election
Chavez Defends Shutting Down TV Station as Thousands March in Streets
Chavez bemoans 'fascist violence'
For more current headlines go here and scroll to the bottom of the page. He and his close friend Castro are part of all but three of the 'Latin American Leaders' section.
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| So today I saw on Time via CNN.com that Bambi is now #20 on the top 25 horror movies list. Out of all the movies in the world, that's right - Bambi. Right up there with Halloween, Carrie and Psycho. Craziness.
Here's the link.
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