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Sorry I disappeared... Jul. 18th, 2011 @ 10:43 am

I've been absent from this journal recently because I've been working on a new blog project.  I'm calling it The Music Slut and I'm basically writing about my love of music, new artists, and my adventures in finding free downloads.  It includes lots of links to sites that have awesome free music as well as my commentary on music-related news. 

I'm basically trying to generate readership out of thin air so if y'all (my dear old livejournal friends!) would just check it out, I'd really appreciate it.  Link is The Music Slut

As always, comments and feedback are always welcome.  If you like, please favorite and spread the word!

Thanks so much!


My Aura is: optimisticoptimistic
Musical Offering to The Muse: ::It's my Life:: Talk Talk
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Foodie-ology: Happy Mardi Gras!!! Mar. 8th, 2011 @ 09:09 pm

As a lover of New Orleans and an uber franco-phile to boot, of course I made plans to (at least, gastronomically) celebrate Mardi Gras!  Since a trip down to the Big Easy was not a financially-saavy option this year, I decided to make Shrimp Etouffee which, in French, means Smothered Shrimp.  (Etouffer = to smother....little language lesson for you there...)  There were also plans to make a King Cake (and I don't care if it's traditional made for January 6th, people enjoy for Mardi Gras too!) but, The Little Sister volunteered to make it and, like the last time she tried to make bread, she messed it up somehow.  Honestly, I don't know how this happened because I was right there advising her on how to make it correctly and it still didn't rise like proper bread dough.  To top it off, Food City had no clue what a King Cake is and Wal-mart didn't have any in stock, so we just bought a caramel apple pie.  Because I figured apple pie was pretty french -- in food theory, anyway. 

Anyway, the recipe is really simple -- so simple, in fact, that I would like to know who Landry's Seafood Restaurant thinks they're fooling by charging $16 for a plate of this delicious southern dish!  And, no bones about it, it was super tasty -- Therefore, today's Recipe 'O' the Day is Shrimp Etouffee.  Beauty shot included.  Enjoy!!!

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See!  Only 20ish minutes of cooking and you have a meal worthy of being a $16 plate at a restaurant.  It's madness I tell you!


Smile.  If you were in New Orleans, you'd definitely have a chest-ful of beads.  Pun intended.

My Aura is: fullfull
Musical Offering to The Muse: ::Parachute:: Ingrid Michaelson

Faith Mar. 7th, 2011 @ 02:31 pm
Whenever I get potentially devastating news about stuff I have no real control over, instead of depressing me, I get this insane burst of energy to try to do things better.  To get things I've wanted done for a long time done.  To take chances on stuff that I was too afraid to do before.  To stop f*cking procrastinating. 

I'm submitting one of my stories -- one of my better ones, in my opinion, and one that I'm uber proud of in a weird, maternal way -- for publication.  And, although a rejection slip is one of the possibilities, I don't care.  It's not the worst thing that could happen.

Wish me luck. 
My Aura is: contentcontent
Musical Offering to The Muse: ::Lullaby:: The Spill Canvas

InSanity -- The Workout? Mar. 6th, 2011 @ 10:54 pm
::WARNING:  Seriously Incongruous Rant Follows::

You know what I really want to do while I'm waiting for people to respond (or not) to my applications?  I want to try the Insanity Workout and for 3 easy payments of $39.95 and a 30 day money back guarantee, it's an idea I'm seriously flirting with in Imaginationland.

Obviously, I got this awesome idea while watching late-night TV in between "Holly's World" and re-runs of "Ancient Aliens."  The Insanity Challenge is that you do this one MMA fighter (or whatever....I'm assuming he's like some kind of boot camp king) workout for two months and you're supposed to become seriously toned and ripped.  What intrigued me most is that all of the Before & After people looked like already reasonably fit people before who became like superheroes afterwards and of course I saw that and was like "This is clearly a free t-shirt I want to earn!!!!"

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My renewed obsession with infomercial exercise programs has spurned me to go on an Amazon spree, adding all sorts of ridiculous workout dvds and equipment to my Wish List.  The aforementioned wishlist has now become a strange conglomoration of video games, pagan literature, expensive clothes, hardbound classics, and every newfangled exercise plan known to Weight Watchers.  Hence why it's called a wishlist.

Of course, there's always that other part of my psyche that would really like me to say "The hell with it!" and dive head first into a pile of twinkies, hot wings, and sweet sweet sugar-and-fat-induced death.  Luckily for me, the cure for that little voice is Green Tea.  Lots and lots of unsweetened Green Tea.
Musical Offering to The Muse: ::Got my mind set on you:: George Harrison

The Challenge, Part Deux Mar. 1st, 2011 @ 10:35 pm

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» Sorry for the Break -- Update

I've been kind of preoccupied...too preoccupied to post for like a week.  Here's what's on my exhausted little mind:
  • I fainted.  A true syncope.  I was reading some article on The New York Times website one minute and the next thing I know, I'm on the ground and my laptop is on top of me, my water glass emptied on the carpet.  It wasn't completely unpleasant -- I woke up and I had that one Rihanna song playing in my head ("What's my name" is what I think it's called) and I honestly considered staying on the floor until I finally realized what had happened.  I'm pretty sure it was caused by postural hypotension (that thing that makes you dizzy when you stand up too fast) but I'm still a little shaken.
  • The Boyfriend has decided that -- instead of becoming a mad scientist who collects coins -- he wants to chase storms and get a grant to study meteorology.  I'm trying to be supportive but he comes up with crazy plans like this every other week or so it seems and before coming up with this cock-eyed scheme, he actually had a good outline for getting his life in order.
  • The Muse keeps posting shallow, narcissistic updates on Facebook.  And I'm not going to lie -- this kind of breaks my spirits.  Maybe he isn't as amazing as I thought he was if his only goal in life is to hook up with hot girls.  Once again, I've put my faith into someone who doesn't really deserve it.  Story of my life.
  • I got the results back from my BP test.  I got a 98, proving that not only am I qualified, it's quite possible that I'm overqualified.  Of course, just because I rocked the exam doesn't mean that I'm going to get to the next application phase any faster than the rest of the people who took the test, which means that 2 to 6 weeks means 2 to 6 weeks.  So, bolstered by this news, I finally submitted THE application (to be a cruise director) and started on THE OTHER application (to be Natalie Portman's body double while she's pregnant) .  Only time will tell if they agree that I'm a worthy candidate.
  • The Little Sister has a new boyfriend.  Now, aside that I'm kind of annoyed that my little sister bypassed me on "how many boyfriends" race a long time ago, I've decided that he's a nice guy.  Actually, he kind of reminds me of The Boyfriend a lot -- total geek, tall, facial hair -- and I didn't mind talking to him as much as I thought I would.  What does concern me is the level of stupid The Lil' Sister has attained since she started dating him.  She runs out in the middle of the night to go sit in his car -- which in itself isn't bad except that she didn't tell anyone what was going on and didn't answer her phone when we called -- and other things of that nature.  Some people may say it's none of my business but, considering that I'm the one who drives her ass around and picks up her shit, I'd at least like her to let me know that she's not leaving the general vicinity.  That and my mom watches way too much Nancy Grace which means that every time Lil' Sister doesn't answer her phone, I get to listen to my mom freaking out.  Joy.
  • I've decided to teach myself how to do HTML code and started working on an actual personal website to add to this one.  It's going well, thanks for asking.
  •  A lot of people asked me where I found the 5000 question survey.  The link is here and I'll repost it on the segment that I'm going to do in the next post.
Thanks for listening to my rant.  Smile.  Tomorrow will be worse.

» The Challenge: Part one

I saw this on a new friend's page and thought I'd give it a try.  It's the 5000 question challenge, and it's not for the faint of heart or the easily distracted.  I think one part twice a week should be sufficient.  I was going to post a real entry today but, as you can see, I got sidetracked.

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» (Sort of) Dream Cars

I was checking out Kiplinger's list of the top 25 cars in each price range and I discovered something that really burst my bubble.  Apparently, Corvette's are extremely bad on gas -- not even acceptable bad like 21/25 or something like that, which I might be able to overlook.  Nope, the city mpg is in the teens, which disappoints me greatly.  So, although it would still be nice to own one, it would not at all be practical to drive one everyday (which is what I would do.)  Thus, I've changed my "strive for" car to the Lincoln MKZ Hybrid.  Now, as a goal car, it is -- bien sur -- nowhere near achievable at my current income (which is roughly $400/yr, all from dog sitting revenue -- you may laugh).  But it might be somewhat do-able after I get a real job and pay off my student loans (depending on what the real job turns out to be.)  The good thing about this car is that it costs the same as the full-gas version (most hybrids are about $5000 more straight out the gate), it has pretty good mpg although not has good as a Prius (but, considering it's not made by Toyota, the MKZ is infinitely better already -- I abhor Toyotas), and it's a classy looking sedan.  Sure, it only has 4 cylinders and lacks the convertible top every little girl dreams of, but those are things I can live with as longs I'm not paying out the ass for some douchebag oil billionaire's uncanny ability to live on a yacht.  And maybe someday, I'll have enough money to own a Corvette and an MKZ and the world will fall into ultimate world peace.  (Thank you, Miss Arizona.)
» "How do I love thee?": A Movie Marathon

I had every intention to wake up this morning and watch a bunch of romantic movies all day while eating bon bons and moping over The Muse/The Boyfriend dilemma.  Of course, like always, that villain known as Reality bust through the door like a hurricane and reminded me I had other stuff to do.  Important stuff like prepare for the BP Qualification exam, write a few pages for my novels, and take my sister to her classes.  Nevertheless, I still planned an excellent film line-up for today of some of my favorite romances.  I apologize that all of them center on the conventional type of love -- man and woman, romantic love, mostly dramatic films.  I picked them out from what I had in my DVD collection and what I could access on Netflix.  I had a certain bro-mance in mind ("I Love You Man") and I didn't think "Adam & Steve" fit the vibe (and I don't own it or have it in my instant queue).  Anyways, I chose five in total, since that seemed a reasonable number to watch back to back.  I still plan to do a similar, more complete marathon one day, I just don't know when.

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Other contenders included "Stranger than Fiction," "Juno," "Love Actually," "The Swan Princess," "Beauty & the Beast," "Breakfast at Tiffany's," "Gone with the Wind" and many others that didn't make this because I don't have immediate access to them in any way, shape, or form.
» WTF Moment 'O' the Day
So...um...my sister bought my mom cigarettes as a Valentine's Day gift.  Does anyone else think that is just a little bit fucked up?  Perhaps it's just because I don't smoke but there is a certain element of wrongness about getting cigarettes as a gift, whether or not the recipient is your mother.
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