Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Bucket List II

12. Compete in ballroom again.
13. Find a composer for an idea I have for a ballet.
14. Get a grant for a nice commission for said composer.
15. Get a teaching degree.
16. Visit Europe.
17. Learn how to sew (and make patterns).
18. See a show on Broadway.
19. Rekindle my love for performing on stage.
20. Learn how to change the oil in my car.

Monday, October 12, 2009

What Have I Become?

I went to the store thinking, "I have some extra cash, and, by golly, I deserve a new toy, maybe a new video game; I haven't gotten one of those in a while."


I bought laundry detergent, jet dry, and febreeze.


What's happening to me?

Saturday, October 10, 2009


There are two songs that I enjoy that I'm kind of ashamed of liking.

And since I'm all about sharing my shame here on this blog, here they are:

'I Gotta Feeling,' Black Eyed Peas

'Lying is the Most Fun,' Panic! At the Disco

Friday, October 9, 2009

More Dancing

I've been thinking (for quite a while, actually) of getting together a bunch of people to start a just-for-fun dance group.

Now that I have the facilities, it's really only a matter of finding people who would want to (and would want to drive all the way out to Tooele about once a week for it).

Any takers?

(No dance experience required, but a strong desire to dance and learn how to dance a must.)

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Dancing With Tyra

Last night I dreamed I was on Dancing With the Stars, partnered with Tyra Banks.

We dance the International Cha Cha Cha.

My extremely innovative choreography stunned the audience and judges with its awesomeness... or they were overly amazed that, somehow, I was tall enough to dance with Tyra.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Walls Without Borders

I want to live in a world where white chocolate is treated equally to dark, milk, and semi-sweet chocolate -- even though I'm not a fan of white chocolate.

It's how I roll.

Friday, October 2, 2009

I'll Show You My Theme

Abe has yet again mandated a theme for another month ... fearing the reapercussions [sic], I thought it should be my first October blog post.

Granted, I think I've been rather telling in my blogging where I am now. Nonetheless, let me recap:

I didn't used to drink milk when I ate chocolate cake or brownies. Now I almost always have to dri... wait... what's the theme again?

Oh yeah... where I am in my journey.

To keep things brief*: I'm now working on finally dealing with my depression in a healthy, reasonable way.

I don't know if I'm happy that I'm where I am... I would rather not have to deal with depression... and in my severe depression, I kind of want to be done with everything and anything... but I am happy that I'm finally dealing with things with a reasonable, my health and sanity are first attitude.

As far as any advice I would give to someone in my same situation: see my masturbation post as far as how to know who you are... as far as dealing with depression: seek professional help... don't try to handle things on your own... I mean, can you really trust a crazy person to help you through being crazy??

To any parents/siblings/etc.: Obedience without actually looking and knowing for yourself is how innocent people are massacred... not just die/killed... massacred. Be your own eyes, and if what you're seeing isn't what 'they' are saying... think about it. I mean, really, look at what's ACTUALLY happening and think about it.

... but seriously, why did it take me so long to realize the fabulous-ness of milk and brownies?!

*Sorry O-Mo, that doesn't mean there'll be pictures of me in my briefs...