False freckles.

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WARNING: This is a disjointed post.

- Ash and I are in the process of getting internet for our house. And by our house, I mean my grandpa's house. It's really hard to live without internet, especially for me seeing as I blog, NaNo, and Skype on a regular basis. How was anyone able to live without access to the world through a screen in the comfort of their own home? Ludicrous.

- It's inevitable; when in a semi-full movie theater someone is bound to drop their cell phone at a moment of absolute silence. The cell phone's owner will do one, if not all, of three things: 1. Gasp 2. Sit up quickly and frantically search as if their life depended on it 3. Whisper very loudly to the others in their group. It's always the same. Oh, the things that make me chuckle.

- The spray tan I got for the wedding is coming off in splotchy patches, leaving behind (on my arms) the freckle-like pattern of a pale ginger. #whitegirlproblems

- A few days ago, I sort of had a meltdown. And while I deem this as an extremely private matter, I find myself wanting to share it with you because of two of my friends.

It happened Sunday, after the last of our out of town guests left for home. I was playing volleyball with friends and like always, we went for food/drinks afterwards. I sort of felt like weight was being added to my chest and it was getting really hard to focus in on the conversations around me. Bubba, my ever caring best friend, could of course tell something was wrong. (If anything, he has learned to read me pretty well.) So after the group parted ways, he insisted - against my inclination that I was fine - that I talk to him about it. I couldn't really get the words out that I wanted to say without crying, so I just cried a little while he consoled me. He was very understanding, gave me a much needed hug, and tried to make me feel better - it was sweet. What a great friend I have been blessed with.

The tears started pouring as I drove home and it was turned out to be a really rough night for me, as I couldn't exactly pinpoint why this was happening. The next morning, I tweeted that it had been a rough night. Blakeley, my life-long amazing best friend, saw it and texted me right away to see what was going on. She gave me some sage advice and even a little homework (a couple of books to read). I'll tell you what, everything she said was spot on. She knows me all too well. :) Later, we got to Skype and just seeing her face makes me feel 100 times better. I wish I had her near me always.

I am so thankful for the people God has placed in my life. It's like He knew what He was doing or something. ;)

New blood.

My boss filled the open position we had at work last week. We shall call the new blood "Lady". She is an older woman and as sweet as she can be, but I don't think she has had a lot of time with a computer. Training is slow-going, though she is eager to learn. This whole week, D is on vacation, leaving Lady and myself to work everyday. Lady just started last Friday so she can't do much other than make an appointment and dispense contact lens supplies; it's been so crazy for me and it is only Wednesday morning. I probably look like a chicken with its head cut off, but at least I will be making bank for the next pay check.

In times of high stress at work, there are several things that will calm my nerves:
(P.S. I am not a complete lazy bum, I make sure to do my work first, but that doesn't take too long...)

(1) I like to doodle. Did you know that? I am always doodling on post-its at work and even have a facebook album of the (better) drawings. Doing any kind of artsy thing helps me calm down. I suppose because I concentrate solely on the project at hand that I forget about the stressful event that is sucking the soul from my body.

I need a little help... what else should I try to draw?!

(2) Sudokuuu. This is one addiction in which there is no cure... even if there was, I would never want to be cured. I whip out my phone and play any chance I get. Again, when I play, I only think about the game, freeing me from the bondage of stress that my job (read: patients/coworkers) give me. I can finish a game in less than 2 minutes now.

I would have to thank my brudder for giving me my first taste of game; after that first win, I just couldn't stop. Every day, I would add one more win than the day before until I got to where I am now: playing whenever, wherever. I even use it to help me drift into sleep at night. Oh yeeeaah.

(3) I could seperate this next one, but it is more prudent to lump it as a whole: the internet. Yahoo is my news outlet choice as well as "celeb gossip" (on OMG!). I stumble like crazy on particularly slow days. And, of course, I use blogger for posting or reading other blogs.

Speaking of blogs, my friend Taylor is in Sweden for four months playing and coaching softball and she started a blog to tell of her daily life there. It's very interesting and fun to keep up with. You should check it out! (CLICK HERE to do so... and become a follower!) I would greatly appreciate it and I am sure she would love your support. :)

(4) Texting. What better way is there to calm your nerves than having a conversation with a friend and pretending like you're not even at work? (Answer: there's not one.)

Movies seen in theaters: 29
DvDs bought: 62