Saturday afternoon walk

I live next door to a cemetery. It is a real cemetery.. what one would call a Victorian-style cemetery like Oakland Cemetery in Atlanta. My cemetery is not nearly as cool as Oakland, but it is still a good example of cemeteries used to be. It is actually not that creepy to live next door to a cemetery. Only once did I hear some strange noises coming from the cemetery, and I think it was just a cat fight. (at least that is what I tell my self now, but the night of the 'cat fight' I was in bed thinking, I will not look out the window, I will not look the window. The "cats" were making the eeriest sounds that sounded human) Usually it is is just very quiet, which is good.

It actually borders a park a park on one side and there is a path from the parking lot of the park to the cemetery. There are always people walking, running or biking around the cemetery, you just need to make sure you watch out for funerals, as it is an active cemetery.

My one favorite factoid that I learned from the cemetery is that Dorkus is a real name. You have to look real close as the head stone is dated 1944, but her name is Dorcus. If you ever want to find a unique name, go to a cemetery.

Walking around a cemetery has confirmed on fact for me. That I want to be cremated when I die many many many decades from now. The main reason for this is that it is lonely in a cemetery. Most graves are not visited, they just sit there in memory of past lives. And it is not an active memory, it is just a stone with your name on it. I want to live in the memories of my family and friends as a funny story or a good memory, not a rock. So cremate me please.

Sorry for the dark turn there, but leak bile for a couple days, and you too will have a firm plan for what comes next.

Stories

People have told me that I have a funny way of telling stories. My party cube mates think I am the funniest person every, so I am going to see if I can make any of them fun on paper, so to speak.

The stories I am working on writing about include:

Being in Fires
Riding the Short Bus
Being attacked by the Crazy Homeless man
Cancer


Now, the above list, when I write them down, does not seem funny at all. But I always have people laughing when I tell them. Once I asked why my being attacked by a crazy homeless man made him laughed, he said it was due to my tone and body language. So I have no idea if it will translate. But I want to give it a try.

Picky Eater

I thought that MacBeth was getting sick.. She was barely touching her food, and was getting skinny. Then I realized that she is just a picky eater. She will take a couple bits of dry food and then just meow until I sit down. I guess she figures that I wont feed her when I am sitting down. The only time she eats more then a couple bits is when I give her wet food. Silly cat. Tonight she is going to be a bit hungry, because I forgot to go the store.

The gym

So I had a choice tonight.. the gym or clean. All day long I told my self I would go to the gym.. then at 4 today I started thinking I should clean.. and then I left work and the gym won. But now I am procrastinating at home.. Even though I did resist the urge to get food on the way home and I had a delicious lean cuisine pizza and carrots for dinner. So I guess I will get off this computer, because I have responded all emails and sent out all my bills.. and I am really doing nothing but writing here..
So cleaning, here I come.

resolutions

Technically, I made my goals before the start of the new year..but since it was so close and people asked me if I had made any resolutions, I have been telling them my goals.. So I am trying to keep myself honest about how I am doing. So here is my update.

I am doing much better about not saying 'Sons of Bitches'. I was saying that phrase far to often.. Now the only time I say it is when I tell people what my resolutions are.

I did go the gym 4 times last week.. and that was good.. but I skipped today.. But I have decided that I will start counting the week on Sunday, so even skipping today, I got to my 4 times a week goal. And I was proud of that, because on Wednesday I did not not feel well at all. My stomach was all wonky.

Clean more often. I could be doing better. But I hate cleaning when I get home.

Do my daily bible study. Horrible. I need to catch up on that tommorrow.

Next week the one I need to work on the most in the daily bible study thing I bought.

A Condition

My Mom's friend called the other day to see if I could call her niece that had the same 'condition' that I had. And when she called back to say thanks for me talking to her niece, she referred to my 'thyroid condition' again. I wanted to shout.. I did not have a condition. That sounds like I had a cold or the flu or something. I had cancer.. it has a name, and I understand that it is a scarier thing to say. Trust me when I say, it is scarier to have it..
This is probably the time of year that I think the most about thyroid cancer, as I had the surgeries in Jan 05.

Happy New Years!

So last night I went out with L and N and Ls neighbors to Loca Luna. I enjoy Local Luna.. they have great music, and tapas are always fun.
But going out on New Years reinforced the fact that I am not a huge fan of going out on New Years Eve. There was a 30 dollar cover and that got me a couple sips of Champagne.. or more then likely bubbly wine. It was pretty crowded.. which was fine. We got a table about 11:30.. .But dude.. it was chilly in there. Loca Luna is much better is the summer.. because it tries to have like a outdoor feeling.. which is fun when it is 80 degrees outside.. but not so much when it is when it is 30 degrees outside. But they have great food. My only gripe of the evening was it took forever to get the bill.. and L's friends had gone to listen to music to and had not left money for the bill.. and for a while I sat there talking with N and L which was great fun. But then they had to go to the bathroom and L offered to leave her credit card, but the I encourgaged her not too. and they came back for the bill..
The one part of the evening that kinda annoyed me was that L's friends never came back.. and I wanted to get up and watch listen to the music and dance.. so when the bill came I got up and went to go find every one.. which probably came off as a bit angery.. but i was annoyed.. it was cold and i was getting bored.. and I was a bit tired because I worked that morning.
All and all, it was fun to go out for New Years for a change, but I am a bit jealous of K who spent the night at home with her dog reading Harry Potter.