Inked For Life

Back From....?

Tue, 09 Sep 2008 17:12:45 GMT

So it's been awhile since I've posted anything here and to my fan fiction stories. Reason being that I moved to a new state, got pregnant and had a beautiful baby boy who is now a year and a pain in my ass and I've changed careers. A lot has been going on but now I have time to catch up where I left off.

I've become hooked with a new series on FX called "Sons of Anarchy". It just premiered and already I can tell this show will be great. Let's see - I'm kind of looking forward to the new show "Fringe". That looks pretty interesting.

I've started writing my fan fiction again. Not sure if it's good but oh well. I know it's better than some of the stuff I've read on the site.

~Inked

You Can Always Count On Taxes

Wed, 08 Feb 2006 16:11:47 GMT

So I've finally managed to get my taxes done. I had originally done them on the TurboTax software I had bought. Unfortunately my inability to deal with numbers has struck again and I almost ripped myself off. Somehow when I went to an actualy tax preparer they came with a return that was about twice what I had come up with the software I can now call garbage. How did that happen? Who the hell knows - maybe there's a reason they go to classes to become Tax advisors...

I have to take the time to rant about something that pissed me off. Well there are lots of things that piss me off but I won't bore everyone with all that. This one particular thing was brought to my attention last night while I was in the "Express Lane" (that's a whole different rant) at the grocery store.

This young "lady" and I use that term lightly since she was certainly a far cry from what previous generations would call a lady, was chatting away on her Nextel cell phone. As many people are aware the wonderful little concept of Nextel phones is it's walkie-talkie like ease. What a crock. I think it's bad enough when people talk on their cell phones in public because no matter what they must raise their voices to a screaming pitch, but now...now I get to get both sides of the conversation. OH LUCKY DAY!!

I'm normally a pretty nosy person but to be honest with you I don't really care to hear your mindless banter about trivial matters such as what one is watching on television or who the other is sleeping with.

I should be allowed a special permit that allows me to shoot - and by shoot I mean maim, not kill, stupid people. I think people will start learning lessons when I shoot them in the ass...

Prescriptions Are Not Always A Rip Off...

Mon, 06 Feb 2006 16:09:03 GMT

Wow. Time had certainly flown by since my last entry and I feel a sense of guilt for not updating my journal sooner. I'm not even sure if anyone has even read this journal but I shall diligently keep with recording my inner most thoughts so people can see that sometimes I am not a sane person.

I've recently discovered that there is some merit to the catch phrase "Better living through Chemistry." I had some medical problems recently and my doctor has given me a prescription for a wonderful little pain pill. It's amazing how the answer is always high dosages of pain medication to keep a patient comfortable. But I'm not complaining. Not in the least! I am in pain and need the medication. It's just amazing that doctor's are holding out on us when it comes to these little gems. Why can't they sell this stuff over the counter? Does Tylenol really work for people anymore? I know it doesn't work for me. Who really follows the dosing instructions on the back of over the counter medicines? I find that I have to double it sometimes. I'm guessing it's just a tolerance that's been built up. A lot of people I know have that same problem.

I started to watch that movie "The Constant Gardener" and had to leave the theater. I hated it. I think I watched about 20 or 30 minutes of that Liberal bullshit and had to walk. I hated Rachel Weisz's character and Fiennes seemed like a spineless shell of a man in it. Didn't like it at all.

So we went and watched "Hoodwinked" with the daughter. Loved that movie! I'm only going to say that it seems the animated movies coming out recently seem to be a whole lot better than the live action...what's that all about?

procrastination is a killer

Mon, 30 Jan 2006 20:06:45 GMT

Is it procrastination or laziness? Two terms so easily confused. Most lazy people call themselves procrastinators because admitting laziness is not exactly something one tends to do willingly.

I am pretty confident that I am a procrastinator. I'm not a lazy person really. It's hard to be that when I have a full-time job, household chores to take care (because I have OCD and won't let my husband do it) and a five year old daughter who has more energy than any power company in the world.

So while laziness is so appealing to me the reason I don't ever finish things or even take care of things is because I put it off and put it off until it's too late. For instance my car: oil changes need to happen every 3 months or 3,000 miles. Do you think I can manage to do that? I just went to change the oil on my lunch today and good Heavens! The damn thing was over 5 months overdue and 6,000 miles over.

Naturally all the men I've told this too say it's a woman thing but I don't fall into that category. I know all about cars - it all boils down to procrastination.

So I'm bored. I should be working hard but I find myself hardly working.

and so it all begins...

Sun, 29 Jan 2006 23:37:23 GMT

I had one of those cheesy little free websites but found that maintaining one of those was way more of a hassle than I wanted to tackle. Since I love to 'journal' I figured this would be the best way to get across everything I wanted.

That being said of course I find myself at a lose for words. I think getting used to having my thoughts out there for the public to read is something I will have to get used to.

I've getting back into my writing as of late and have began working on another piece. I have come to the conclusion that I have ADD when it comes to my writing and that I can't stick with one story until it's done that I have to go and start another or work one that has been forgotten about.

I was recently told that if I ever managed to finish a story I might consider sending it into a publisher and who knows maybe they will publish it.

I did work on two children's stories for my daughter that everyone says are 'so great'. But are family members and my own daughter good enough critics? Family will NEVER really tell you the truth even when you preface a question with "Be completely honest..."

Who knows really?