Best of Me.

Back from Atlanta. Lots of good food, good drinks and good company. I have been in a cooking frenzy this past weekend. Had to use my brand new Shun knives! Woot. I made bruschetta and some yummy panini sandwiches for lunch on Saturday. On Sunday, I created a Gen Original Recipe (TM) - Smoked Mac N' Cheese. :) I used shell pasta with smoke gouda and extra sharp cheddar. It was heavenly. Added a little parmesan and bread crumbs to brown the top. Nummy. And for dinner...

Oregano grilled chicken breast with grilled vidalia onions. French greenbeans with toasted prosuitto crumbles and roasted red potatoes with a little olive oil, salt, pepper and oregano. :D

Spaghetti with garlic, olive oil, and spicy bread crumbs - the green flecks are basil. Sounds simple but it was super yummy. The spicyness is from red pepper flakes. Something I learned with this is that when you add olive oil to freshly drained hot pasta, it smells really nutty. I mean, I knew olive oil smells nutty when its hot - but the mixture of buttery toasted bread crumbs and the oil was very fragrant...



Also, I was asked to make dinner for a friend and his mom on Saturday. I'm making herb rubbed grilled rack of lamb with butternut squash risotto and brushetta for an appetizer.

This is just a dish I threw together at my aunt's house. Its New York Strip Steak with vegetable pad thai. :)






And just for grins, this is the sushi boat I had the other night at my favorite sushi place.

Seared rare Ahi Tuna with cilantro ponzu sauce over white rice and vegetables (green beans, garlic, ginger, bean sprouts, mushrooms and red onion).



(more pictures to come later)

Things I would change: I used Montreal Steak seasoning to season the fish, next time I will use sesame seeds, or just sear it with no seasoning. I would add baby corn, water chesnuts and bok choy to the veggies and leave out the onion. Also, less cilantro in the sauce.

Oh...and welcome to my newly revived journal. My food. :D Definately more to come!

( To save room )

As some of you know, my girls were banished from my house by my mother and until I get my own place, they're staying with a friend. Said friend lives almost 300 miles away...but I visit once in a while. This time, I was a little too late to say goodbye to one of my babies who was diagnosed with an endometrial tumor and she was too old to be spayed. She was put to sleep the day before I got to Gilda's house...

Things happen, though. Everything happens for a reason, I suppose.

Without further ado, here are some pictures of my girls and Gilda's girls...

( Clicky )

Thing to do today:
- empty and reload dishwasher</strike>
- clean kitchen
- make banana muffins and mini muffins
- clean kitchen again after baking
- vacuum the whole house
- wipe down the bathroom counters (I can't find the fucking windex!)
- find something to make for dinner
- give the dog a bath
- brush the dog
- clip dog's nails
- clean dog's ears
- do all my laundry
- wash towels
- wash sheets
- clean my room
- clean the shower

On a side note:

I went to pick up my sister from her second day of highschool today since I'm a deadbeat and don't start my job until September 10th. Blah. I sat in line for a half hour simply because I didn't want to be at the end of the two mile line at 2:40. After the bell rang the deluge of student came out, and the sight of them absolutely sickened me. I watched girls dressed in things girls that age, or any age for that matter, should be dressed in (...well, except hookers). They carried Gucci, Louis Vuitton, and Coach backpacks, for christ sake. I hate this neighborhood. Shortly after the walking students came students driving from the senior parking lot - on the cell phone, hanging a cigarette out the window of their Audi, Mercedes or Lexus. This neighborhood makes me sick. What are those kids going to end up doing with their lives? Everything had been handed to them their ENTIRE lives, how will they know what to do with themselves when they leave home for good?

UGH.

Its not just now, either, in highschool. It all starts when they're kids. I was talking with my parents about this last night. All three of us were amazed at what we see on a day to day basis. Parkland and Boca moms with the most ill behaved children I have ever seen. How can those women, as ADULTS, let a child speak to them that way? scream because they want something? hit them? SERIOUSLY. YOU are the mother, your CHILD should listen to you. Ugh. Again, with this neighborhood.

This past Sunday, Frank posted this on the website.



Made me cry.

The naked shrimp...someone needs to watch Good Eats. ;)

Money! Why the fuck is everything ALWAYS about money?

On Saturday, I'm going to be taking what is know is Oral and Practicals, its (you guessed it) and oral and hands-on exam for my FAA government-issued aircraft mechanic's certificate.

I have to find $200 by Saturday. Considering its the holiday season, I don't think I'll find many people to borrow from. In addition to that, I need a new tire - which is $95. Add gas, birth control, water and small amounts of food to that...its a lot more.

Now, later in December I have to take more tests, only these are writtens. There's two of them, a practice test called the "Comps" which are mandated by Lewis and you have to pass with 80% or greater to be able to take the "FAAs" which are the government tests, of which there are two subjects "Airframe" and "General". So...that's two more tests.

Those are $90...each.

Right now, there's $75 in my checking account. I get paid next friday...and it'll be about $150.

I'm so stressed, I'm physically ill.

Been gone a while - I busted my laptop *halo*

But now I have a picture spam for you all - because the four girls are all finally in the same cage and getting along just fine. However - I've had my little blue girl for more than a month now...and she still has no name! I like my animals to tell me their name - and they usually do it with their personalities or appearance, but this little sweater-diving girl is mistifying...

But anyway - on to the pictures!

( Hangin' in da hood. )

( The Great Chicago Escapade )

Well, its come down to this.

I need $1700 by August 18th, or I can't go back to school. If I make that payment, there's another $1700 payment due September 1st. Then another October 1st. And so on, until November. My parents can only give me $700 a month...

...doesn't look like I'll be going back.

I'm coming back to Lewis.

I finally got enough money...

I can't wait to get out of here.

Greed:	High
Gluttony:	Medium
Wrath:	High
Sloth:	High
Envy:	Low
Lust:	Very High
Pride:	High

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Somehow, that doesn't suprise me.

This is the product of Dan's rantings. Edited by me, since Dan loves chatspeak. :)

So, in college there are two wars that go on within a dorm, the bathroom war and the laundry war... everybody experiences it. The bathroom war is between the poopers, pissers and the good guys, the flushers. See the thing is, if someone has peed, and left it, the only people who use it are the other pee'ers and they will just keep peeing and peeing until one day, the cleaning people show up to flush, or someone like me holds his breath and goes in and flushes. Now the poopers...they're a whole other bunch. If they come to a toilet already taken by a pisser clan member, they will proceed to mark the next available toilet with their shit. They then continue to add to the pile for at least two days. Its like the creation of a brand new moutain. Apparently they have no smelling capabilities. Every now and then a shitter, or a pisser will visit the opposite territory, and leave a mark. This angers the opposite clan, creating a battle of the shits and pisses. Before you know it, its everywhere. Even on the walls of the shower. Now, this is all assuming that they actually even ever make it into the toilet in the first place, you see sometimes the pissers, who are very big into drinking (which is why they piss so much) will be so intoxicated that the toilet appears to spread across trhe entire stall, so they mark it...all of it. Now, every once in a while, a pisser will evolve...if you can call it that. You see, they become soo intoxcated that their peeing ways cannot keep up, so it backs up. This causes the person to progress to the stage of puker. Now they are like the highest of the high, because neither the pissers nor the shitters will venture into their territory that they have marked. Now, because of all this, some of us flushers, who are neutral by the way, have to suffer day in and day out because of this long going war...someone ... somewhere.. send help today AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

K...now the second war, the laundry war. Not as good as the bathroom war, but still important in your college ways nonetheless...

So, in our dorm there are four washers, and four dryers. Not bad. But, a load of wash takes roughly 25 minutes, while a dry cycle takes about 90 for all your clothes to get dry. Now to the stupid man, this may not seem like a problem, but the last itme I checked, there were like 2 twenty five minute periods in one hour...so this means that there are twice as many loads of wash that can be done in the same amount of time as only a single load of drying. This means that all the laundry waiting to be dryed is piling up over to the side, which it does. Then, the laundry fairy myteriously places her laundry into the machine that you were gonna take when it expires in 3 mintes before you can get there, forcing you to wait yet another hour. Damn that fairy. Then, some insane being is still doing their laundry at 1 in the morning when you walk down to get a dryer because you have a bag full of soaking wet clothes from 6 hours earlier that you kinda want to get dryed so you have some underwear tommorow. Now, you could go and hang your clothes outside, except for the fact that its like 2 degrees out and you underwear would freeze. So you just say screw it and walk back to your room and wear dirty clothes the next day. Now some people who think that they have special privlidges and think that their clothes still have to be separated into whites and darks (even if they only have two pairs of white socks) they will still proceed to take up an entire washer. YOU'RE IN FUCKINg COLLEGE SERIOUSLY WHO CARES IF YOUR SOCKS ARE PINK!!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH GET A LIFE!!!! YOU CAN MIX STUFF REALLY!!!!!and if ur 30 cent socks turn pink I will personally buy you a new pair, ok??

Enjoy ladies. Welcome to dorm life, seniors. Hahahaha....*cackles*

If I'm not mistaken - at least 5 or 6 people have told me I run from my problems. Well, since people have also told me I can't speak my own words (I give them a fuck you) I express them better in music. So - here's my thing. I don't care how dramatic it is. I don't care how many people don't care. I don't care what people think I care about - this is what's wrong with me. Running is just to much easier to do than face all my problems straight up. Maybe I'll grow out of that eventually... Its easier to run...

Easier to Run - Linkin Park

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Something has been taken from deep inside of me
The secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show they never go away
Like moving pictures in my head for years and years they've played

(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(If I could take all the shame to the grave I would)
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)

[Chorus]
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
And never moving forward so there'd never be a past

(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(If I could take all the shame to the grave I would)
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)

Just washing it aside
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
It's so much simpler than change

[Chorus]
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

It's easier to run
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made)
It's easier to go
(If I could change I would take back the pain I would)
(Retrace every wrong move that I made I would)
(If I could stand up and take the blame I would)
(I would take all my shame to the grave)

Alrighty. Here is my class schedule for the fall semester at Lewis.

MONDAY:
8:00 – 8:50 Aviation Fundamentals Lecture
9:00 – 10:50 Aircraft Electricity Lecture
11:00 – 11:50 Intermediate Algebra
1:00 – 2:50 Aircraft Electricity Lab


TUESDAY:
8:00 – 8:50 Aviation Fundamentals Lecture
9:00 – 10:50 Aircraft Structures Lab
11:00 – 11:50 Aviation Fundamentals Lab
1:00 – 2:50 Aircraft Structures Lecture
3:00 – 4:50 Aircraft Structures Lab

WEDNESDAY:
8:00 – 8:50 Aviation Fundamentals Lecture
9:00 – 10:50 Aircraft Electricity Lecture
11:00 – 11:50 Intermediate Algebra
1:00 – 2:50 Aircraft Electricity Lab
3:00 – 3:50 Intro to Aviation


THURSDAY:
8:00 – 8:50 Aviation Fundamentals Lecture
9:00 – 10:50 Aircraft Structures Lab
11:00 – 11:50 Aviation Fundamentals Lab
1:00 – 2:50 Aircraft Structures Lecture
3:00 – 4:50 Aircraft Structures Lab

FRIDAY:
11:00 – 11:50 Intermediate Algebra


And now, because I'm a dope - I lost my address. However, as soon as I have it, I shall put it up. I am not putting up my dorm phone number because I don't want people to start calling it while I'm not there. For further info, I am in Sheil Hall room 122. Yay.

Alright, let me get something straight with certain people who like to blow me off everytime they plan something with me. I am a forgiving person, in fact I am far too forgiving for my own good - which is probably why you people walk all over me. If you make plans with me (I.E. meals, shopping, just hanging out)follow through and go with me, don't just blow me off and make some lame excuse. I am done forgiving people for wronging me. Everybody has done it to me, with the exception of those who I only know online, Brandon and Jillian.

IF YOU MAKE FUCKING PLANS WITH ME FOLLOW THEM THROUGH DON'T BLOW ME OFF, I AM NOT YOUR PERSONAL ENTERTAINMENT DEVICE AND I DON'T HAVE FREE TIME ALL THE TIME TO WORK AROUND YOUR SCHEDULE.

Thank you. Now, to update my friends list to those who don't walk all over me.

Here I am! I'm alive and well after a 3600 mile roadtrip. :D

Now...Pictures!!!!

( Now, I didn't size these down. I know. Get over it. If I shrunk them it wouldn't do them any justice. I took ALL of these pictures. I LOVE AIRPLANES AND THEY ARE GORGEOUS. These pictures consist of WWII bombers and fighters, modern day military jets, aerobatic(stunt) aircraft, and vintage. :D They are big and there are lots. BEWARE. )