Nemui desu

As the title states I'm sleepy. I'm exhausted. Everyone I know is too. Something has sucked all the energy and joy out of life right before Christmas. YUCKY! All I want to do is sleep/ lay in bed.

I've had the flu... or quite possibly anxiety disorder - they have the same symptoms and I've been having small panic attacks. I figured flu until yesterday when I went home early from work because I was nauseous only to feel better after a nap and eating a good comfort food dinner – potatoes and eggs. I began to wonder if the tightness in my chest and the constant feeling of not being able to breath was more than I thought.

I looked some things up on Medline Plus (the best place for medical info), I read this list, and then went "crap". All but those last two are the same as flu.


* Racing or pounding heartbeat
* Chest pains
* Stomach upset
* Dizziness, lightheadedness, nausea
* Difficulty breathing, a sense of feeling smothered
* Tingling or numbness in the hands
* Flushes or chills
* Dreamlike sensations or perceptual distortions
* Terror: a sense that something unimaginably horrible is about to occur
and one is powerless to prevent it
* Fear of losing control and/or doing something embarrassing
* Fear of dying

So I'm either really sick or dying. . . er I mean stressed.

Dear Santa

Hello everyone who will be asking about my wish list. I have a bit of a list at Amazon.com and the link is HERE

Other things are:

Art Supplies
Water saluble oil paint - I don't have any so a starter kit or something is good.



I'll add more when I think of things.

SWEENEY TODD!!!

*shiver of joy*

The new Sweeney Todd is opening on Dec. 21 I heard some of the music and it's not as good as the original cast with Angela Landsbury. The link below is to her singing the meet pie song. I loved this musical growing up and would sing it a lot. One time, according to my parents, I came dancing up from the family room singing it and as I reached the front room said "with or without his privates; with is extra". The Bishop was visiting at the moment. *laugh* my poor mother.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dYGHHxJnDIw

You can’t show fine art here… it’s disgusting!

A teacher at Utah Valley State College created a poster advertising his new class; studying humanities from the baroque to the present. On his poster he had a lot of different images including Amor by Caravaggio - one of the most famous artist of the baroque era. BUT because the figure is a male nude (with an 1/8 of an inch penis) he was told that he couldn’t put the poster up. This is a state school first off and I doubt they can censor something that clearly is classical art and not something of a prurient interest . . . that means IT”S NOT PORN! Also there are classes taught here where students are tested on images containing similar nudes. For heavens sake they have nude models in the art department! Then there are the human anatomy classes, and lets not forget literature classes where the human body is described.



The censorship of the image is now waiting for a decision from a VP of the school. It’s not hard folks the answer is you can’t censor this. It’s art! And you think it’s a “naughty” image then you have problems! You are the one with issues. It’s a beautiful painting… just like the Sistine chapel. Just like most art for the last 2000 years

For a school in a town that claims to be filled with people who say they are the possessors of Gods truth they sure do miss the boat about the sacredness of the human body. This image does not defile man, but seeks to inspire or praise the miracle of it. Wonder what they’ll do when they learn the museum puts up paintings of nude ALL THE TIME.

Well if they don’t like that one maybe they’ll let him use St. John the Baptist…with goat!

Shoots and Fails

It’s been awhile since my last burble, but a lot has happened. HOWEVER, the blog at this time to decry the loss of the chef at Shoots! Steve Tsai, the most amazing Chinese c chef quit *weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth* I have no idea where he has gone, if he is still in the valley or in Utah for that matter and the food at Shoots is going down hill. I had the Chensha Chicken (SP?) and it was FLAT. All the dishes are flat and filled with soy sauce. Rick is devastated and I’m just plan bummed. If only I’d tried to figure out the chicken before it was too late *weep*. I’m not sure what to do. I may have to resort to PF Changs *weep more*.

STEVE TSAI WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!?!?!?

The Anti-Color

There are a lot of wonderful colors out there. A lovely Prussian blue is one of my favorites also, alizarin crimson, Payne’s gray, Naples yellow, and hookers green. But Orange! I used to like the color orange; I think out of pity, but it really isn’t a good color. It’s the color that hunters wear like a big sign that says “hey idiot, I’m not a deer”.

It does have nice uses; pumpkins, Buddhist robes (that’s technically Saffron), oranges, Ichigo’s hair (but it really could have been any color) and I’m sure a lot of other nice things, but NOT on web pages.

Have you ever tried to read text printed on orange? It’s pure evil.
I’ve been working on a story and was doing research about Nimrod/Gilgamesh and found a rather helpful sight, but the background was this orange color that gave me a head ache, which I still have! Orange = eye strain!

The story is coming along nicely. I have a villain and a reason for him to go after the man character. Now all I need is a plot. *laugh * I’ve got until Saturday to get a few more pages written. And I want to get another 2 pages done on Dewin’s story. I’ve got to find more energy and Zen-ness to get through the days.

I Don't Care Enough to Give it a Title

So once again I have to contact a library to find out that I didn't even get considered for the job. I'm not sure if I'm angry or hurt or what. I'm mostly numb and mostly in the mood to just give up on everything. My soul is basically dead at this point. The body just hasn't figured it out yet. I get up, go to work, go home, and go to sleep. lather rinse repeat. Hell I hardly see my husband anymore and when I do he's half asleep.

The truth is that you have to know someone or kill someone in order to get anywhere in life. It never matters if you are skilled or smart or would do anything for the patrons. It's all about stabbing people in the back or kissing their bleeding butts. I don't think they got it right in the bible when they claim Christ said to go out and use your talents and you'll be blessed. No! If you cast your pearls before the swine they're are just going to destroy you. My advise is to forget about sharing anything... you'll only get yourself squished.

Course the jury's still out on if God is even out there...and if he is if he cares, cuz there sure is hell no proof that he/she/it gives a shit.