haha  Haven't posted in ages. Logged in to look at my old 101 things in 1001 days list (as I am writing a new one). Might as well say 'Hello' while I'm here.
2011 was a strange year. Good things and not so good things. Working on making 2012 better.

Just finished watching The Lovely Bones. As the credits came up, I was expecting to see Carter Burwell's name... something about the score had me thinking of Velvet Goldmine.  Only to find that the original music was by Brian Eno. Tricky.

So much for coming back to lj. Got a 40+ hour a week job, president of the Community Players again, and working on the production of Grease.
At least I'm keeping busy. ha.

So I have come back to the livejournal fold. I think it might be more lasting that my last few sporadic forays in posting entries.
I've been annoyed with facebook, and disgusted with my compulsive need to check it multiple times a day. Hopefully the compulsion can be resolved by returning to work *fingers crossed*, but the annoyance is still there.
Why do I feel the need to update and view the updates of people that I didn't have a significant interest in when we were still in school together? Why do I feign friendship and interest? I've come to miss the meaningful connections I made with strangers from around the world here on LJ. And it stands in sharp contrast to the meaningless interactions I now have.
Granted, there are some lovely people that I am happy to be connected with on fb, and the opportunity to organize and advertise local events with the city and other 20-somethings in our small town is something I can't quite relinquish...
So the decision is to keep facebook, but limit my checks. Maybe in a bit I'll think about purging down the friends list to the people that I actually pay attention to. And in the meantime, I will return to livejournal. I've been feeling creative lately, and I would like to be able to share that creativity. Partially in the hopes of drumming up some business for myself, but also so that I can share and learn from the folks out there with similar interests. And livejournal is such a lovely little next of lovely people.

And my layout can be pretty.

27 Ender In Exile . Card
28 The Birth of Venus . Dunant

ACP is sucking my will to live. Sometimes I hate theatre.

27 Turning Japanese . Yardley
28 The Seance . Harwood
29 The Wee Free Men . Pratchett
30 The Catcher in the Rye . Salinger

I need a job.

24 The Empress of Last Days . Stevenson
25 Ourselves . Strong
26 The Return of the King . Tolkien


Oh yeah, I'm married <3

19 Valley of the Dolls . Susann
20 Useful girl . Stevens
21 Singer of Souls . Stemple
22 The Shadow King . Stevenson
23 Perfume . Suskind

Off work for a week and a half between projects. Theatre educators conference this weekend at WMU with Kim. Trying to get the free movie night thing, garden, and teen activities all logically organized in my mind.
Oh yeah, and planning a wedding for the end of the month.

13 Cold Water Burns . Straley
14 Holy Skirts . Steinke
15 Among Other Things, I've Taken Up Smoking . Sweeney
16 The Kitchen God's Wife . Tan
17 Lost Boy Lost Girl . Straub
18 The Winter Queen . Stevenson

Had to stop reading 17 when it got too late cause I was getting all creeped out. Home alone late at night with that book was not a good idea.
Back working at Measurement Inc., which explains all the time I have for reading. And it's been extra fun as the fancy computer system lags constantly and crashes regularly. It's funny to watch a bunch of retirees bested by a compy. And after missing some time this week, I was good and went in for Saturday work. I had a lengthy debate with myself while still in bed this morning. The responsible side was victorious. But I really wanted to stay in bed and wake up late with the sun coming through the windows. As it was, I woke up with the sun and had to drive into it's blinding brilliance. Squinty McSquinterson, even with sunglasses.

11 The Commoner . Schwartz
12 The Fellowship of the Ring . Tolkien

So Frankenstein is done at the high school. Kim and I will be counting our monies tomorrow. Still some rental items to return and dry cleaning to be done, but it is finished. And I was ready to be done.
Thursday I start an assignment with Measurement Incorporated, so we'll see how that goes. Hopefully as well as last time.
Sketch is at the vet, things aren't looking so good there. Probably some serious liver issues. I just want my precious home. It made me very sad that he wasn't purring at all last night. I knew he wasn't feeling well, cause usually he purrs if you just look at him right.
And how fun is it to write "Thanks, but no thanks" to high school kids when they friend-request you on social networking sites? Oh wait, not so much fun as awkward and strange.

Weird lumberjack type men are back across the street. Younger one is such a moron he don't seem to know how to chop wood. Not saying I'm a pro, but I don't imagine I would repeatedly hit the edge of the log with the axe so it would fall over each time. And I love that I can hear them hack and spit from across the street and through the walls.

More books.

6 Last Things . Searcy
7 Inkheart . Funke
8 Inkspell . Funke
9 Franny and Zooey . Salinger
10 The Observations . Harris