Zoe’s Journal

Zoe’s Journal
Ideas are elusive, slippery things. Best to keep a pad of
paper and a pencil at your bedside, so you can stab them
during the night before they get away.
    - Earl Nightingale, 1921 - 1989

A Shallow Glance

July 31st, 2006

I should really be doing my homework right about now…

However, I got stuck on MySpace. I found quite a few people that I once knew, and who I really don’t care if I know anymore. Was interesting though. The end result of that was trying to make ‘purdy’ pictures so I can show them up! I’m not a clumsy 12-year old teacher’s pet dressed in pink ruffles anymore, for Christ’s sake. I am quite proud of myself for what I have achieved in this lifetime thus far, and I can bet five dollars that most of them can not say the same yet.

When I was eleven or twelve, my mother made me an outfit. It was horrible.
1) It was home-made. Home-made = looks home-made.
2) It was pink with white hearts.
3) It had double layers of ruffles on the bottom of the shirt, and on the legs of the shorts.
Need I say more?

I think I have a picture somewhere…. *browses* …. no, I don’t. But I do have one that kind of shows the idea:

10 year old me.jpg

There. Now I have shown my humiliation to the masses. :-| Enjoy.

ANYWAY.

I swore to myself that once I broke free that I would never again be laughed at or scorned for my appearance. I have kept my promise. (except for that one time when I came to work with bright pink hair…dye fluke.) While I may not be the most fashionable debutante out there by any means, I find great satisfaction in my knowledge of at least knowing that I know what goes with what and what pieces look good together. (sorry guys, didn’t mean for this to become a girl’s piece) 

Ah… that’s all. Next entry - a photo journal of how the above girl becomes the ZoeJane you know today… ’twill be fun to put together.

It’s Thursday.

July 27th, 2006

Good Morning! How is everyone???

Here are some cute Ico & Kameo pictures to liven up your day:

 

 

 

 

 

That’s all for now….

 

~The ZoeJane

 

Holy Moly

July 25th, 2006

…it rained. And Boy, did it rain.

For all of five minutes.

The LotR and I were lying on our backs doing some weird exercise chiropractor-y-ish things while watching the lightning through the window last night. All of a sudden, I heard this Clattering on the Roof… not of reindeer (or perhaps it was?)… but like the entire building had just gotten pushed under a gigantic showerhead. I immediately jumped up and ran to to the front door, yanking it open (nearly smashing the kittie’s inquisitive noses in the process) and, Lo! Behold! I show thee Water! There was, in the two seconds it took for the above to take place, a veritable river where the parking lot used to be and the balcony was soaked throughout. I was timid, however, and only poked a hand out into the rain for about 1 second before returning to the safety of the apartment. I can get showers any time I want. :P

Okay, so I’m writing this little teaser about Le’ Pantheon for the company newsletter. (for those of you who don’t know, le pantheon is where the famous men and women of france are buried.) It’s so hard to maintain professionalism when you think of certain things to write that only a wonderfully irreverent person would appreciate. That said, I shall share my un-edited and thoroughly unprofessional thoughts…. later. 

 

 

…. hmmm… excuse the change in font. I just had to mention that I have found a new second favorite artist - Nightwish being in the number one spot for well over a year - James Blunt.

He’s not that hot, but he plays piano, guitar, and sings so well.. not to mention that setsy British acent! I recommend that you try either ‘Beautiful’ (everyone has probably heard this one) or ‘Tears and Rain’. That’s all for now.

uuuuu….

July 24th, 2006

….ugggggghhhhhh……

 

:-|

 

‘ouch’

The Politics of Feeling Okay

July 20th, 2006

I was so sluggish this morning that you could have poured salt on me and I’d have probably died.

I think I have rediscovered interest in maintaining Zoe’s Fantasy. I googled ZoeJane images, and the very first two were the two main pics on here. I was also looking at the ‘Reviews’ page… there are so many un-linked books that I feel kind of bad. At least I am working on re-reading one of them now. Les Miserable. At least, I was working on it during lunch breaks. Most of the time during lunch though, I find myself browsing the news.

Speaking of news, I can not feasibly express how much disdain and contempt I feel towards our government lately. Things that tick me off:
1. Blocking Russia’s entry into the WTO - how terrible! Let’s just keep the oppressed countries isolated, shall we? Let’s not allow them any leeway to perhaps make their country a better place.

2. Condemning the mere mention of nuclear weapons in other countries. Now, I understand that it could be alarming, but how much more alarming is it to smaller countries that the US has all of these and more ready to deploy towards them? Allow a measure of protection, okay? We know that the US would not submit to dismantling it’s nuclear program… why should we expect any other countries to be submissive on that count?

3. Israel vs. Lebanon - Why oh Why does Bush not demand a cease-fire? Because it’s Israel and the bible says that those who bless Israel go to heaven? (it does… go look it up) I agree that the countries have issues to work out, but this is not the ‘Club is Speech’ era. Or is it?

Etta Hulme Jul 13, 2006

4. Bush…. yes, I know. I have a vendetta against him…. but I am not alone. Why not just impeach him and go from there? I am pretty sure that the entire world would be a better place for it. This is what happens with nepotism in influential areas. Why doesn’t someone just design that fabled crown he wears and make it a visible-to-the-eyes piece of material?

Ehh.. or maybe I’ll just move to Liechtenstein.

The LotR and I went to our thrice-weekly chiropractor appointment yesterday after work. I have this area that has been very painful to the touch lately, so the spine-adjuster guy sent me to the muscle-therapy guy in the next room. Evidently some muscle is bunched up really tight and won’t release any tension. Why does therapy hurt worse than the injury? That kind of defeats the purpose, no? I don’t think it did any good… it still hurt afterward. :P At least we know that the previous chiropractor was a complete douchebag - he told me that it was a tendon. I guess I should start studying anatomy so that I know when people are making stuff up, huh?

Bon Jovi!!!! *it’s my life….*

What is up with this?!?!? My mother is emailing me again! After like 2 weeks of nothing, all of a sudden I get an email basically stating that she’s ‘bored today’ and ‘trying to keep busy’ (maybe I got that from her). She doesn’t work, so I can imagine she would be. I would be bored too, if I sat down all day making afghans. I feel bad though… I keep wondering when Elvis is going to tell her that he really doesn’t want to get married… or *horror* what if he doesn’t?!?!? What if they DO? *shudders* Poor twins… he doesn’t want anything to do with them… and once Mother has someone to give her attention she completely ignores everyone else. Ideally, I want them to come live with me, but no… I’m living in ’sin’ and they can’t even come visit. (at least I’ll know before I sign a contract  and go through bloody divorces if I can stand to live with someone) It probably wouldn’t be for the best right now anyway since I don’t think the LotR wants to watch a couple of soon-to-be eleven year old girls every day while I’m at work. But is it better that they grow up ignored and unwanted?   Granted, Daddy gets them every weekend, but he falls asleep directly after they get there (he works nights) and they just wander around the apartment complex or watch tv. :-(

Hrm… I believe that this post has gone on long enough.

*to be continued at a later date*

 

 

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