A new fic! Sort of. I've been working at this one for a few months. X2: I've always wondered what happened to Colossus and the others that escaped from Stryker's soldiers. Slashiness will happen eventually. Yay for slash! :D Colossus/Northstar
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5107473/1/A_Matter_of_Survival

So completely and utterly disappointed with the Wolverine movie. :(
Shoulda went to Star Trek again.

No more pencils, no more books... no more students' dirty looks!

Yeah, done the school year as a teaching assistant. But I will be a student again in Sept. I'm going to get my teaching degree, so for the next four years I will be holding my nose to the grindstone in university.

How will this affect my non-existent fic writing?  Yeah, I have been writing, just not typing and posting it yet.  REALLY! Maybe over the summer... I hope to get some done and posted soon.

promises, promises....

Having no free internet sucks. I miss my internet. I think I'll have to bite the bullet and buy a computer and get internet hookup. Blah.
I miss reading fic. :(

It's funny, how one's life can change in seemingly the blink of an eye.

I applied for a Signing assistant job with the School Board in Oct or Nov. I had pretty much given up hope that they would ever phone me. Wonders never cease, they phoned me on Monday. They asked if I could come in for an interview the next day. So, I went for an interview. Totally threw me for a loop. I guess that I did okay in the interview, because they phoned me within three hours to offer me a term position (to cover for a maternity leave) to the end of the school year, with a possibility of full time perm next year.

I don't think that my current job will allow me the leave time I requested, so I may have to quit. Which is kind of scary/kind of cool. I've been here five years, so I have all the seniority, benefits, have had many pay increments, all of the friends I've made here...
But, I've been here five years. I'm jaded and bored. There is no room for promotion. I don't want to make this my career. And my co-workers drive me nuts.

Change is good. But I'm scared shitless.


Otherwise, I'm okay. Still craving Coca-cola. We ordered a pizza the other night, and it was strange not to have Coke with it. Cranberry juice doesn't really cut it. But I haven't fallen off of the wagon. I'm proud of myself.
I'm going to dance class tonight, and tomorrow night. That'll be fun. I bought some fabric to make a dancing costume. It's a light turquoise, some satin, some (ack, I can't remember what it's called... like an organza, but lighter and drapes better.) sheer polyester material. I don't intend to go onstage for any months, but I couldn't resist fabric at 70% off. Especially satin.

Oh God! I want a Coke! A&W Root Beer! Jones Soda Blue Bubble Gum! Dr. Pepper! ANYTHING!!! I'll even settle for a Pepsi!!!

I dreamed of Coca-cola last night. The feeling of the bottle in my hands, all 591mls of it, the hiss sound of the carbonation as I twisted off the cap. I touched the bottle to my lips to drink when my dream changed into something else. GAH!!! I want a Coke!!!!

Soooooo broke. I went overboard this weekend shopping. Stupid bead store. Stupid Zellers. Stupid petstore. Stupid Jolie.
I am hoping to sell some of the jewelery I made with the beads I bought. (Please, dear God, let me sell this jewelery!!!)

I haven't had a Coca-cola (or any other soda pop) in 8 days. I'm doing good on my resolution; but sugar-and-caffeine withdrawl sucks ass. I'm bitchy, twitchy and am expecting to see bugs crawling out of the walls any moment now. I've been substituting my coke with water. And fruit. I'm eating lots and lots of fruit. Too bad that fruit is expensive here at this time of year. *shrug*

I've also re-joined a belly dance class. I finished a course of classes a few years ago, but didn't keep up with it. I became a couch potato, so now I'm fat. So I'm going back to it. I had one class last night, and will be going to a cardio belly dance class tonight. Goodness knows I need it. I'm getting excited again about being a dancer. What really suckered me into taking these classes again, and with the same teacher as last time, is that when I checked out her website, there was a photo of me on stage posted with the class descriptions and prices. http://www.ascherarose.com/BeginClasses.htm I'm in the middle, though I'm not blonde anymore... And I'm a bit fatter now. (Soon to be whittled back down to 'chubby', not 'fat' ;) )

At work: My rebel buddy is gone on holidays for three weeks. So I'm stuck with no-one really to talk to. I guess that leaves me more time for beadwork while watching the security cameras. Maybe I'll be better able to kick my coke habit if he's not here... he drinks about a liter of pop a day, which would be temptation for me.

At home: My wife bought the degus a running wheel, so now they're running constantly and will be hopefully zonked out by the time I get home and sleeping. :) They're so cute. The one got scared by the other and jumped on the wheel to try and run away. So dumb. But so cute.
My mother-in-law is coming for a week-long visit in Feb. Which will be awesome! I love it when she comes to our place. She's so cool and creative. She's a lot of fun. I must clean, rearrange, clean some more, come up with a menu plan, dig out my fimo (she and I have a great time doing fimo together), and clean some more.

On Saturday, my uncle (mom's brother) got an email from a woman who told him that she was his neice. My other uncle moved to Australia nearly forty years ago, and our family doesn't hear much from him at all, but now his daughter tracked us down, and wants to learn all about our family.
So, it's awesome! I have a new cousin! Both my uncle here and my mother emailed her, and I will too, but not yet. Don't wanna scare her with a bombarding of emails. I'm totally stoked about this.

Nothing much else happening. I bought more beads from FireFrost Studios. I just got a shipment in from Fire Mountain Gems, too. So that'll keep me busy for a while.

It's freakin cold here. It's -40 Celcius with the wind. Gah! I had to go out to plug in the car this morning (should have plugged it in last night, but whatever). So I got out of bed, pulled on socks, jeans, and my "She's so cold" Rolling Stones bunnyhug (with the mouth and tongue logo on the front with icicles) over my jammies. Then added shoes, parka, scarf and Thinsulate gloves. And I still froze my ass off. I was only outside for the few minutes it took me to unlock the car, gather the extension cord and plug the sucker in. Brrrrr... It was nice to have a hot shower directly after that. I want a garage. A heated garage. Mumble grumble.

Feeling better and full of beans. Not literally, but you know...
Christmas was fine. I've been listening to nothing but my new CD The Beatles "Love". I'm sure my wife has regretted buying it for me - she's only had to listen to it, like, twenty times now. I've got "Lady Madonna" in my head, which is a whole lot nicer than saying "I've got the beetles in my head." I've grossed a few people out by saying that. Wonder why......

Other than the folks I've disgusted, people have been inviting me everywhere. Which is strange. I've got three parties to go to this week, which is more parties than I've been to in the past three years. It'll be fun. I guess. Can my liver handle it? I hope so.


I've been busy doing beadwork - I've committed myself to making a leather pouch for my use at work. I've been thinking and trying to figure out exactly the best way to do this. I've made a denim prototype, but it won't work with leather, so I'll put a strap and fancy beadwork on the denim one and send it to my Mom-in-law as a purse. I'm so kind.
I've also put a bunch of new pics of my jewelery up on DeviantArt, which made me feel a little bit better about my lack of productivity.

Here's a fimo keytag I made for my wife, but the chain keeps breaking. Anyone know where I can get a good quality, heavy-duty chain small enough for this? Grrr.

Nothing much happening with writing fic. When I wasn't beading this past week, I've had my nose stuffed in a book, which was good for relaxing me, but I haven't gotten any writing done. I should go for a long walk. That sometimes helps my creativity. But it's just so bloody cold out I've been getting rides to work instead of walking. Minus-25 degrees Celcius is not conducive to fic-writing.

I also gotta go to the comic book store in a bad way. It's sad: I'm jonesing for comic books. Hmmmm... which is more important? Comics or paying the Visa bill? Visa bill, but sadly, it's a close decision. I'm such a nerd. *sigh*