I got nothin'

Since I haven't blogged since Sunday, I figured I should write something. But I have nothing interesting to write about.

Well, besides this:


My work schedule is all weird this week. One of the girls needed today off, so I worked for her today and she worked for me yesterday. Whereas I normally work Mondays and am off Tuesdays. So of course, I spent all day today thinking it was Monday. Slightly annoying.


Here, have some Cyanide & Happiness.

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

The #%!&ing Count!

*pause music player before playing video.

I was thinking about a conversation Jared and I had the other day and it made me think to look for this video.

Prepare for epic LOLs

This stuff...

Is friggin' awesome.

Mhm.

Quickie before work

Quick blog, I meant. You naughty people. ESPECIALLY YOU JARED!

LOL

Anyway...

So yesterday Chele tells me that she's planning on leaving her job soon for a better paying one. On the one hand, this is awesome and I'm really happy for her. On the other hand, this means she won't be working in the same shopping center as me anymore and I'll be seeing even less of her. That part sucks. I told her we'll just have to hang out more often.

I got another email from Jade. She's doing really well and getting her shit together. I'm SO relieved.

And thanks to everyone who commented on my blog yesterday. I really appreciate it. =]

Writer's Worshop: Missing You

From Kathy's blog



Dear Mary,

I still remember when we first met: 6th grade music class. We became inseparable almost immediately. Almost every weekend for the next 4 years, either I stayed at your house or you stayed at mine. We called each others' mom "Mom."

In Middle School we'd skip class and hide out in the bathroom. We smoked our first cigarette together. We smoked our first joint together. We had our first taste of alcohol together.

I remember Freshman year in High School, you stood by me when that crazy girl wanted to kick my ass because she caught her boyfriend looking at me. You were just a tiny little thing, but I don't doubt you would have completely wailed on her if you'd had to. I knew you had my back, just as I always had yours.

I moved away with my family the summer after Freshman year. Those were the days long before email, but we kept in touch for a while. But eventually that diminished to nothing.

When we came back to the area 6 years later, I though about trying to get in touch with you. I just didn't know where to start.

A few years after that I randomly ran into Alan, the guy you'd started dating when we were starting High School. We remembered each other and I asked him about you. He told me you'd stayed together all through High School and even planned on getting married. Until that night, when you were only 20 years old, you were hit head-on by a drunk driver. You were killed instantly, which was most likely a good thing.

I remember my hands shaking and the tears flowing after he told me. After I calmed myself enough to speak, I asked him where you were buried. He told me, and I went there the next day. I sat at your grave for about an hour talking to you. It was raining but I didn't care. I needed you to know I hadn't forgotten about you.

I still haven't.
R.I.P.

Hahaha

Anyways...

I got an email from Jade yesterday. Just as I'd hoped, she was getting herself taken care of. Her and her husband split up, which I see as a good thing. He wasn't good for her, or TO her. She doesn't have a cell phone anymore, but she said she'd check her email as often as she can. I was just relieved to hear from her.

Stephen didn't win his Emmy

=[

Tomorrow is the Autumn Equinox

or Mabon

Mabon, (pronounced MAY-bun, MAY-bone, MAH-boon, or MAH-bawn) is the Autumn Equinox. The Autumn Equinox divides the day and night equally, and we all take a moment to pay our respects to the impending dark. We also give thanks to the waning sunlight, as we store our harvest of this year's crops. The Druids call this celebration, Mea'n Fo'mhair, and honor the The Green Man, the God of the Forest, by offering libations to trees. Offerings of ciders, wines, herbs and fertilizer are appropriate at this time. Wiccans celebrate the aging Goddess as she passes from Mother to Crone, and her consort the God as he prepares for death and re-birth.

Various other names for this Lesser Wiccan Sabbat are The Second Harvest Festival, Wine Harvest, Feast of Avalon, Equinozio di Autunno (Strega), Alben Elfed (Caledonii), or Cornucopia. The Teutonic name, Winter Finding, spans a period of time from the Sabbat to Oct. 15th, Winter's Night, which is the Norse New Year.

At this festival it is appropriate to wear all of your finery and dine and celebrate in a lavish setting. It is the drawing to and of family as we prepare for the winding down of the year at Samhain. It is a time to finish old business as we ready for a period of rest, relaxation, and reflection.


Symbolism of Mabon:
Second Harvest, the Mysteries, Equality and Balance.

Symbols of Mabon:
wine, gourds, pine cones, acorns, grains, corn, apples, pomegranates, vines such as ivy, dried seeds, and horns of plenty.

Herbs of Maybon:
Acorn, benzoin, ferns, grains, honeysuckle, marigold, milkweed, myrrh, passionflower, rose, sage, solomon's seal, tobacco, thistle, and vegetables.

Foods of Mabon:
Breads, nuts, apples, pomegranates, and vegetables such as potatoes, carrots, and onions.

Incense of Mabon:
Autumn Blend-benzoin, myrrh, and sage.

Colors of Mabon:
Red, orange, russet, maroon, brown, and gold.

Stones of Mabon:
Sapphire, lapis lazuli, and yellow agates.

Activities of Mabon:
Making wine, gathering dried herbs, plants, seeds and seed pods, walking in the woods, scattering offerings in harvested fields, offering libations to trees, adorning burial sites with leaves, acorns, and pine cones to honor those who have passed over.

Spellworkings of Mabon:
Protection, prosperity, security, and self-confidence. Also those of harmony and balance.

Deities of Mabon:
Goddesses-Modron, Morgan, Epona, Persephone, Pamona and the Muses. Gods-Mabon, Thoth, Thor, Hermes, and The Green Man.

Mabon is considered a time of the Mysteries. It is a time to honor Aging Deities and the Spirit World. Considered a time of balance, it is when we stop and relax and enjoy the fruits of our personal harvests, whether they be from toiling in our gardens, working at our jobs, raising our families, or just coping with the hussle-bussle of everyday life. May your Mabon be memorable, and your hearts and spirits be filled to overflowing!

Blessed Be!

Give Stephen his Emmy!

WARNING: "Woe Is Me" post ahead

I'm in a mood today.

Do you want to know why?

No?

Too bad.

Because I was thinking about shit all day.

Shit like the fact that Chele doesn't hang out with me anymore. I keep telling her we should have a girls' night because I miss hanging out with her. She keeps saying we will soon. But it never happens. She's always doing stuff with her boyfriend.

AND!

I haven't heard from Jade in a few weeks. This worries me more than anything, really. I'm hoping it's because she's in a facility getting herself taken care of. Unfortunately I have no way of finding out.

AND!

I haven't heard from Jared in over a week. He hasn't even checked his email. That's not like him. Shannon maybe. But not Jared. So I don't know what's going on there.

AND!

The last 3 guys I've been involved with all have girlfriends and I am single. Yes, my dear readers, even Josh has a girlfriend. I don't even really have any prospects.

On the upside, I found out the band Mudvayne, whom I freaking love, is playing here in December. Hopefully I can drag Chele away from her boyfriend long enough to come with me...

*sigh*

Look what the UPS man brought me

Thank you, oh mighty UPS man!





Please excuse the crappy edit. Someone told me not to have the bar code showing.
*shrug*

Death Magnetic

The new Metallica CD is freaking awesome. I can't stop listening to it!

This is the Metallica that I love. Heavy, angry, everything metal should be. All the songs are a good length too, the shortest song being My Apocalypse, clocking in at 5:01. For the record, the longest is Suicide & Redemption at 9:58.

Amazing production from Rick Rubin (thank the Gods they finally got rid of Bob Rock). Death Magnetic also sees the return of the Kirk Hammet guitar solo. Holy shit, I love me some Kirk Hammet guitar solos.

This CD is especially awesome after the crapfest that was St. Anger. I'm one happy Metallica fan. =]

I just bought tickets...

...to see these guys.

I. Am. Fucking. STOKED!

I ♥ Cyanide & Happiness

This is why my blog was originally named:

..."Random Ramblings." This post is just going to be about random things I observed during my workday.

Why do people still get mullets? Seriously? Did someone tell them that looked good? I mean, my high school boyfriend had a mullet, but that was in 1989! Women especially should never have mullets. Ever, ever, ever! I always feel like I'm compromising my integrity as a hair stylist when I have to do one.


Little boys over the age of 5 or 6 should not have bowl cuts. It just looks stupid.
Case in point:

(yes I just plucked that off Photobucket)
But does that not look ridiculous? Not as bad as the mullet, but still.

I love my job, I really do. But if people insist on getting stupid haircuts, what can I do? *sigh*

I can't believe it's been 7 years

September 11, 2001


I was driving to work that morning listening one of our local morning radio shows. I had about a 30-45 minute commute at that time. The DJs said that an airplane had struck one of the World Trade Center towers. The brought a television into the station so they could watch the coverage and report it to the listeners.

When the first plane hit, I assumed it was just a freak accident. I think most people thought the same.

Then one of the DJs said "Oh my God...another plane just hit the other tower!"

Oh shit...I thought. This is no accident.

When I got to work everybody was freaking out. (I was taking a break from doing hair at this point. I was working in a call center.) One of my co-workers was in a panic because her mother lived in New York and worked at the day care center at the World Trade Center.

We were getting absolutely NO customer calls, so after about an hour they sent half of us home, including myself.

While I was driving home I heard about the plane crashing into the Pentagon.

I distinctly remember thinking to myself "Oh my God, we're gonna go to war."

My (then) husband arrived home from work shortly after me. We spent the entire day glued to the television, watching the Twin Towers crumble, the devastation, the horror.

That day seems so surreal now. Almost like it was a dream.

I wish it had been.

Writer's Workshop Wednesday

Courtesy of Mama Kat.


The one thing I got from my father that I've always appreciated was a decent set of vocal chords. I was singing in our church children's choir at a pretty young age and I started getting involved in school music programs in 4th grade.

Fast forward 6 years.

The summer before I was to start my Sophomore year in High School, my step-dad's job as a recruiter for the U.S. Navy took us to live in Louisville, Kentucky. Soon after we moved there we discovered that Louisville was home to a preforming arts high school. They would accept students in any grade and they had a voice program. But you had to audition, and the auditions were coming up in a month's time.

I wanted so badly to attend this school. Luckily my parents were 100% supportive and decided to let me audition for the voice program. That meant I had a month to practice.

The songs I chose were "The Impossible Dream" from Man of La Mancha and "Tomorrow" from Annie. I knew I'd be accompanied by piano by the instructor at the audition, but all I had to practice with at home was my step-dad playing guitar for me.

When the day of the audition came around, I was a bundle of nerves. This was the most important thing I'd done in my life at that point. I put on my prettiest dress and made sure I looked perfect. My mom drove me to the school for my audition.

When they called my name I thought my heart was going to jump right out of my chest. I walked into the room and was greeted my the instructor, a man in his 50s who's name I can't remember. Let's call him Mr. Smith. No hello. No smile. No nothing.

Mr. Smith: What's your name?

Me: Cherlyn Gray, sir.

Mr. Smith: How old are you?

Me: I'm 15.

Mr. Smith: So you'll be joining us as a Sophomore if you pass this audition?

Me: Yes sir.

Mr. Smith: Would you hand me your sheet music please?

So I handed Mr. Smith my sheet music and he took a seat at the piano. He started with "The Impossible Dream."

I forgot the words.

Completely forgot the damn words.

He glared at me, sighed, and suggested we move on to the next piece.

I knew this song. I'd known "Tomorrow" since I was 10. But my nerves were shot after flubbing the last song.

I was so off pitch even I cringed. I'd never sung that badly in my life.

When I finished raping the song, Mr. Smith asked me to sing the scales as he played them. I was still singing off-key. I just could not find the notes. I couldn't understand what was wrong with me. I'd always had (and still do have) a perfect sense of pitch. I felt the heat creeping up into my face.

Mr. Smith frowned, sighed, and dismissed me.

I ran outside and cried.

You know what I do when I'm bored

Another iTunes shuffle survey!

Yeah, deal with it.


1. How am I feeling today?
Numb/Encore [Linkin Park/Jay Z]

2. Will I get far in life?
Disposable Teens [Marilyn Manson]

3. How do my friends see me?
Police Beat Introduction [Street Drum Corps]

4. Where will I get Married?:
Tainted Love [Marilyn Manson]

5. What is my best friend's theme song?:
Irresponsible Hate Anthem [Marilyn Manson]

6. What is the story of my life?:
Gone [U2]

7. What was highschool like?:
Goodbye Cruel World [Pink Floyd]

8. How can I get ahead in life?
Spirits In The Material World [The Police]

9. What is the best thing about me?
Fume [Beck]

10. How is today going to be?
30/30-150 [Stone Sour]

11. What is in store for this weekend?
Primal Scream [Motley Crue]

12. What song describes my parents?
In Pieces [Linkin Park]

13. To describe my grandparents?
Adrien [Jewel]

14. How is my life going?
Cocaine [Eric Clapton]

15. What song will they play at my funeral?:
President Dead [Marilyn Manson] lol

16. How does the world see me?
Power Trip [Monster Magnet]

17. Will I have a Happy Life?
That's What I Get [Nine Inch Nails]

18. What do my friends really think of me?
Lying From You [Linkin Park]

19. Do people secretly lust after me?
New Pain [Static-X]

20. How can I make myself happy?
Counterfeit [Limp Bizkit]

21. What should I do with my life?
Sure Know Something [KISS]

22. Will I ever have children?
Who's Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses [U2]

23. What is some good advice for me?
The Unforgettable Fire [U2]

24. What's that smell?
The War Inside [Mushroomhead]

25. What is my signature dancing song?
Plush [Stone Temple Pilots]

26. What do I think my current theme song is?
Downsizer [Skinny Puppy]

27. What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Daddy's Gonna Pay For Your Crashed Car [U2]

28. What type of men/women do you like?
Too Late Too Late [Metallica]

29. Now click next and that will be the subject of this bulletin
Breathe [The Prodigy]

30. Your overall theme song?:
Don't Do Me Like That [Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers]

Monday

It was dreadfully slow at work today. Mondays are always a bit slow, but I did a grand total of 3 haircuts today. Days like today are why I have games like solitaire and Tetris on my iPod.

Tropical Storm Hanna really didn't do much. We've had nor'easters worse than that. It was pretty much the equivalent of someone walking by, flicking you on the ear and moving on. We did loose a limb from the big oak tree in our yard though. But that's nothing. It got struck by lightening last year and it's still standing.

Now I get to enjoy my days off work. =]

The fun part about Myspace...

...is getting messages from random guys with absolutely no grasp of proper grammar, punctuation, or the English language in general.

Example that was in my inbox last night:

good evening, with all this women in this site i just wana say wow what a sweet young lovely lady also allowed me to say i find you so attractive and when i saw you with this magical smile it is just a thought Cant help it, you are wonderful gift from heaven ,when i saw your georgous smile, i look at your face it is so artistic and charmy , i beleive you are beautiful and i know1000 man told u that, but hope to see your face in person that will be so peaceful moment . hope to meet you on a date .dinner , drinks.
always waiting .
joe

i am a good nice sweet man , please let my dream come true .


Oh yeah baby. Let me just run right out and find this awesome winner of a man.
*rolls eyes*

I'm really thinking about making my Myspace profile private.

Gotta love living on the East Coast

Tropical Storm Hanna will be making her way through my area some time tomorrow (Saturday).

The bitch...

It's Emo Man!

Writer's Workshop Wednesday

Letter To My 10 Year Old Self

Dear Cherlyn,

First thing's first. You know that guy your mom just started dating? Give him a chance. He's nothing like the last guy she dated, the one that hurt her so much. This one is a good one. He'll make her very happy and treat you like you were his own. So don't give him too much crap and never, ever take him for granted. I know you're concerned about him being in the military and you don't want to have to move away. But just try to see it as an adventure and make the most of it.

I also want you to know that your lack of a relationship with Dad is not your fault. Do you understand that? Not. Your. Fault. He's the one that's not worth it. Not you. You're worth so much more than he can give you.

In a few years, as you're going into 11th grade, you'll be starting at a new school. You're going to meet a guy. He'll be a Senior and you'll be in Chorus together. DO NOT GET INVOLVED WITH HIM. As much as you might like him, stay away. He will destroy the person that you are. It will take you years to undo the damage, if you ever completely do.

If you follow this advice, it will drastically change the course of your life. Hopefully in a positive way.

What a weekend

I did an insane amount of hair over the weekend, including today. School starts here tomorrow, so I knew it would be busy. But between being busy at work and me being sickish, I'm fucking exhausted. I'm sooo happy to be off work the next two days.

We had a girl at work who was a floater. Meaning she worked at our salon a couple of days a week and one of our other locations a couple of days a week. Well, she got fired last night for stealing. This was at the other salon, so I heard this second hand. She colored a lady's hair and apparently pocketed the money. The manager apparently knew something was up, so she asked the girl to show her in the computer system where she'd rung out the color. Long story short (too late?), the transaction was not shown in the computer system and the girl was immediately fired.

The whole thing kind of surprised me, because I can usually tell if someone's kind of shady. I never got that vibe from her. She seemed like a good kid.

I went grocery shopping after work. For some reason I always want junk food when I don't feel well. So I got a box of Cheeze-Its, some chocolate covered fruit, and a box of chocolate chip cookie dough Pop Tarts.
Mmmmmm sugar.