Coming Around

 Here's a little post for today - the 13th Day of October.

Since the last time I posed on this blog there are a few things that have transpired.

College - Creative Writing. A perfect resolution to school.

Disney College Program - living down in Orlando, exploring the parks, and working for a mouse.

The Pandemic - or panda, or whichever you prefer to call it.

Coming back down to Orlando to work full time for a mouse.

Once again, I'm going to be changing things up. Doing something different.

My Cozette has passed away this year. She lived a lovely life inside the final few years, with me. I was with her the entire time, so she was never alone. I held her in my arms as she went to someplace where the pain wouldn't follow.

It took her almost two months to find a suitable replacement.

My dear little Pyewacket has come into my life at five and a half years old. She's a perfect cuddle companion. Seeking me out wherever I am. Ignoring the vast cushion that has her blanket on it, to slide up and cuddle next to me. Paws on my leg, or back up against me.

She's playful, energetic, and deceptively quick.

I'm waiting to see what the remaining two and half months bring.

Have a lovely day. Keep smiling.

[Perhaps I'll add a photo later on.]

Intern - Costumes - Sleep

I've been working at an intership since the beginning of August. So far, it's been unpaid, which I didn't really mind (till today really). Starting today (technically Wednesday) I'm getting paid to do the intern. Right now I'm doing voice overs, which is ironic considering I'm working on an audio project with a group of others.

It's a splendind gig, a 9-5 weekday thing that's flexible in case of emergency. Sometimes though I think that working a job is what hits me. Rephrase: I like working, but I don't. I want something to do each day, to feel like I've accomplished something, but I don't really like working. Maybe someday I'll figure out that problematic situation.


In other news, I've acquired the ingredients needed for a Halloween costume I've been wanting to make for over a decade. Everything is in place, and I've been lucky enough to have some help from an excellent costumer/semestress. The progress is coming along (I'll include photos at the bottom of this post.) Basically, I have the pattern for the dress Christine Daae wears in the 2004 movie version of "The Phantom of the Opera", specifically the Masquerade scene. It's not in pink, as I have fair skin and the light color wouldn't work with me - so it's Royal Blue (according fabric.com). I'm glad that this is finally happening! I will have to make a few adjustments, as it's chilly out - so I will be making attachable sleeves to go with it. Hopefully I'll become a better blogger and keep my follower updated. :)


As for sleep - it seems that no matter how much I try, going to sleep early only seems to get my body rested. My mind prefers to stay up and awake. Or it could be because of that ONE FREKIN COLD SPOT ON THE SMALL OF MY BACK!

Seriously - every night! I've got a blanket, two heavier comforters (a bit threadworne, but still useable) and about five extra mini ones! (I had to add another one last night, but it didn't quite work out.)

I love the cold, but I despise it at the same time. I need some decent sleep - especially since I went to bed about two hours before I normally do.

Being a night owl I often stay up late - getting more things done than I normally would. It works well, because I always get 8 hours of sleep. Sometimes if I go to be at 12 (or around thearabouts) I can be up at 8 and feel fine. Maybe last night was just an odd witch. In bed about 11:30 - up all night, then finally kicking the bucket at 7:15. Which is odd because  I stayed in bed till about 8 - just to grab some extra rest - but it didn't really help. Still yawning like a cat over here.


So there's an update - and probably more information that you wanted to know for the day.


((Here's the Photos so far - I took more last night and will upload them later on.))

Advice is Something I really Need

Right now all I want to do is find somewhere where none of my sisters and their frekin issues exist and cry.

I am so sick of them and how they always get their way with being complete jerks just because one incident that happened years ago. They milk it for all its worth and just don't give a damn about the rest of us. I've lost my singing voice, screw it. Who cares what I've lost? That just makes me the 'princess' to them.



Wanting to burst into tears, but too damn stubborn to do so.