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As I'm being currently entertained by my handsome husband playing the Nazi Zombies feature on the new X-Box 360 Black Ops game ("Stupid, goosestepping,Nazi Zombie, jackwagon pieces of crap!"), I thought I'd make a departure for looking up how to beat the silly game online for him and post something of substance.

Because among all the frivolity, a little substance must lie, right?

Or something.

Anyway, this is the time of year when the commercials and advertisements as a whole really step up their game and the tide of peace and goodwill overwhelms me. The result is that my normally misanthropic nature turns into a puddle of goo, and I'm forced to reach outside my nature and love my fellow man.

Or something.

I love to post a livejournal holiday wish list and fill wishes on others, but this year I'm thinking outside the scope of the internet. You've seen those pay it forward ads, right? Or you at least saw the movie, or at the very least understand the concept? I'm all about that. And I don't mind it starting with me, you know? Karma, baby!

Things you can do to start making the world a nicer place:

( Pay it forward! )

Little things make a big difference. And a kind word means a lot.

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Location: the living room
Current Music: Castro on Nazi Zombies "I'm Fidel Castrro! I've come to liberate your undeath!"

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I had two glasses of wine and a snow cone... It really doesn't take much to make me happy.

Oh, and this:

It's the stuff from which I made a totally life changing sorbet. I mean it. It will skew the way you look at the way you all live your life. (With the exception of

heyurs , possibly.)

But I also made Orange Poppyseed Cookies to go with. And some Parmesan Pepper Bread, which also turned out to be a spiritual experience.

( Click here for the recipe, Nicole, :) )

Yeah, that's all. Happy Sunday.

Current Mood: calm
Current Location: the kitchen
Current Music: Sabrina Soundtrack

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"Sometimes it's difficult to be alive, you know? Just to try to function. There are all these people to deal with. I used to find it difficult to leave the house because of them. People, I mean." - Laughing Wild, by Christopher Durang

That line's been running through my head on a loop for the last week. It was from a monologue cutting I did for a scholarship audition, years ago. It's funny how these thing com back at weird times.

Random thoughts:

*My attention to detail is not good. This used to bother me, but it simply does not anymore. If you have to fix my mistakes, try to do so without making me feel stupid. Or talking to me about it at all. And I'll do the same for you.

*Conflict cripples me. I cannot function in the midst of a fight. My instinct is to withdraw. The fact that I say nothing does not mean that I agree or disagree, for that matter.

*Because I choose to be silent does not, in fact, make me weak. I think to refrain from speaking is one of the hardest things in the world to do.

*I love Lego Star Wars with every fiber of my being. That game has united my children, forcing them to WORK TOGETHER. The planets must've aligned just right. I don't understand why Indiana Jones shows up, but I love it all the same.

*blueberry muffins soothe a lot of pain.

*I'm grateful for friends.

*one of my favorite things is going for a walk with my dog. She's so excited. And joyful while we're out. And grateful. Of course, she's grateful to get back on the couch when we get back, as well.

*I love writing. I'd become disillusioned with it in the past three years or so, but my love for it is back. I'm inspired. So YAY.

* And because I can, and really enjoyed this the last time I did it::

For the first five people that reply to me and re-post this challenge, I will send you something. It might be something I've made, or something cool from my hidden stash, it might be a mix CD, or a rubber duck, a book I think you will enjoy, or something else that is awesome. Whatever it is, I promise that I will get it to you in 30 days or fewer. (Or as long as it takes.:)) The only thing you need to do in order to participate is to be one of the first five to reply to this, AND post this very same thing on YOUR LiveJournal - cause it's fun to give people stuff. (Please read all the comments because I'll be replying to people, and this will make my comment numbers jump up.)

If I don't already have your address, (and why not? I'm not a stalker!) you can send it to persephone3333@gmail.com. :)

Current Mood: quixotic
Current Location: home
Current Music: Bubbly - Colbie Caillat

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So I bought stuff today. A LOT of stuff. I spent a lot of money that wasn't mine (or at least didn't come directly out of my personal checking account). I think I got about $600 worth of CG's for the company Christmas party and 10 'girly gifts' per Nolan's request. I suppose the wives aren't being fairly represented by all of the other gift certificates. I have more to do tomorrow, but look at what I bought for me:

( The pretties! )

So I will be all kinds of cute at the company Christmas Party. Where no one will sit with us, because no one likes the boss. *sigh* Luckily, I have other friends, and there are major perks to sleeping with the boss. *wink*

So I'm at the mall today trying on that dress, and I couldn't get it zipped by myself. I sigh heavily, and go out of the dressing room to find a salesgirl to help me out, and while she was zipping me, popping her gum and rolling her eyes, this little old woman (like in her 70's) comes out of the dressing room in this truly hideous jacket. That's she's trying on. I give the three-way mirror a glance, decide the dress is for me, (Because I'm a purchaser, not a shopper) and head back to put my clothes back on. The woman smiles at me and tells me that the dress is pretty, and pleasantries are exchanged, blah, blah. Anyway, she asks me what I think of her jacket, ( she was singing in a Christmas pageant, and had to have a jacket tonight) and I panicked a little, because, truly, if she was my grandma, I would've ripped it off her and stomped on it, and maybe, maybe set it on fire. It was that bad.

I said something innocuous, I honestly don't remember what... I didn't lie, but I wasn't exactly truthful, either, because that would've sounded something like, "No. Exactly how many turkeys were destroyed to make that jacket?"  Anyhow, I get dressed and come back out of the dressing room, and the little old lady is standing there, looking helplessly at all these jackets. The salesgirl (who by now has put on her ipod and is texting someone) is obviously going to be of no help to this woman, so I sigh and go over to her. I helped her picked out four jackets that would go well with her coloring, and she went in to try them on. I went to buy the dress, nearly beheaded the salesgirl (she would have totally never seen it coming) and in the mean time, the little old lady comes out of the dressing room and shows me her stuff. After my transaction, I went back over to help the little old lady (who's name was Audrey, btw) make her final decision, and she started crying a little, and told me that her daughter and grand-daughter hadn't had time to come and shop with her today, and that me taking time out of my day meant a lot to her.

And then she hugged me.

So I almost started crying in the middle of Dillard's, which, you know, is really SO not my style.

And then I remembered that not all people are giant throbbing asses, and that I shouldn't want to be one myself, either.

Merry Christmas, y'all.

Current Mood: pensive
Current Location: home
Current Music: Grace Kelley - MikA

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Pay It Forward

Charity restored.

Do you want to play? You know you do.

You know how I kind of dislike Christmas?

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