Archive for April, 2009
April 30th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
OK, those of you who have donated to the Autism walk? Rock. You rock HARD, my friends.
If you can spare a few bucks to donate, it would be much appreciated. If you can harangue your boss into donating, it would be great, too. I know times are tight, but this is truly a great cause.
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I am once again trying to quit smoking cold turkey. This time, I am attempting to do twenty sit-ups every time I want a blasted cigarette, in hopes that I can both train my abs and punish my errant little mind.
I am also reading a book about the art of Zen and hoping to incorporate some Jen-Zen into my life, thereby making the desire for cigarettes a total non-issue. It’s interesting stuff.
Bullshit, from whom I borrowed the book, is very Zen. He’s very calm, very collected, he never gets bent out of shape. I could do well with a little of that, if you know what I’m saying. I get bent like a pretzel every time my kid says, “Oh GOD, Mom.”
And oh, I can almost smell the approaching puberty, because “Oh GOD, Mom” is a frequent flyer in our household. There are also a lot of groans and even the occasional (and swiftly quashed) “Whatever.”
Whatever. How about “whatever” was I thinking went I went through seventy-two hours of labor to BIRTH you, you little smartass?? “Whatever” will you do when I lock you in the garage sans all electronic devices?? Give me whatever, I’ll give you WHAT FOR.
Yes, I am turning into THAT parent. I will deal mightily with all sarcasm that does not come from my own mouth.
And yes, I am fully aware that he gets it from me.
Happy Thursday.
April 27th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
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My best friend’s daughter Morgan, who is ten, is severely autistic in addition to a host of other maladies.
She’s a beautiful little girl who likes music and hand-clapping games, but she cannot speak, feed herself, or use the bathroom. She is my son’s age, but she is locked inside a world of her own, rarely able to express what she needs.
Please, if you can, donate to this wonderful cause. Donate so that children like Morgan can reap the benefits.
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If you can spare a few bucks, it would be much appreciated. Thank you so much, and have a happy Monday.
April 23rd, 2009 | Author: trancejen
I seem to be having a party.
It originally started as “let’s get our kids together and have a game night” and has somehow morphed into a full-fledged party. There will be between five to eleven kids and God knows how many adults.
I’m a little scared. I love to entertain, but entertaining at the mom’s house seems to be fraught with peril.
God forbid one of her Precious Moments figurines should be misplaced an inch.
My mom will be out of the way, since she is spending the night at my stepdad’s, but no doubt her voice will remain.
“Jennnnnny, should you really be drinking beer in front of the kids?”
“Jennnnny, there is PIZZA ON MY CARPET.”
I remain twelve, always and forever.
The not-smoking thing is, well, Not. I’m smoking about a half-pack a day, which is a huge improvement, but since I am concurrently attempting to diet, I have to have SOMETHING to shove in my gaping maw.
God forbid I should go a half an hour without something in there, or who knows what might come out.
In other news, the J-Man is horribly addicted to the internets. It’s probably only a matter of time before he lands here and uncovers all of my deepest, darkest, dirty secrets.
Frightening.
Today I am going to his DARE graduation, where I will probably be told I’m a dirty beer-swilling smoker who doesn’t deserve to draw breath.
I can live with that.
Happy Thursday.
April 17th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
Kudos to you if you know where that quote comes from.
Well, the computer is irretrievably wiped, but I suppose I’ve made my peace with it. If nothing else, it’s taught me a little humility. That’ll teach me to act like I know something about computers…
I’m currently working on the desktop, trying to breathe a little life back into that old dinosaur, and trying (in vain) to coax these damn kids outside.
Yes, I said “these”. Apparently the kid down the street has decided to live her for the duration of spring break. They apparently believe that Outside is bad, evil, and wrong, and must be attached to some sort of electronic device or Twilight book at all freaking times.
It’s on my nerves.
In other news, I am feeling weird, lately. Restless. So ready to get out of this house, unencumbered by other people.
I need a bike ride, badly. Something.
In still other news, I seem to be throwing together a party for next week that seems to be raging out of control. More people keep being invited, unbeknownst to me until after the fact.
It should be a hoot, but my house *is* small, and room is tight.
Other than the rampant cabin fever, I have no other news. Happy Friday. Happy Weekend.
April 16th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
Since I am a stupid ass, I decided that I would fix my own laptop last night when it tanked post-Windows Vista update.
Big mistake.
I hit “restore factory settings”, because for one brief befuddled moment this sounded like a good idea, and I didn’t realize until about half a second later that my entire hard drive – INCLUDING music files – would be completely wiped clean.
It all is wiped, and I am bereft.
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I only saved about 20 gig of my 60-80 gig of music on my iPod, and consequently everything is Fucking Gone.
I won’t share just how much I swore yesterday, but birds were dropping from the trees in horror.
Never again. Next time I call my friend Chris the uber-programmer STAT and let a professional handle the glitches.
As a result of all this malfunction, I am relentlessly crabby.
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RELENTLESSLY crabby.
Here’s hoping coffee will provide respite and not just fuel the fire.
Happy Thursday.
April 10th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
It’s now the J-Man’s spring break, which means I will be even less productive than normal.
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I’ve been really trying hard to crank out a book, but it’s slow-going. Really, really slow-going. I seem to be suffering some sort of nefarious writer’s block.
In other news, tonight the J-Man and I are spending the night with some old friends from high school and their kids. Should be an interesting slumber party of sorts.
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In still other news, I’m contemplating going brunette. I am far too easily bored.
Happy weekend, y’all.
April 8th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
I slept like a BABY last night, thank you, Ambien. I took two of the suckers, prepared to die for my craft, and slept NINE HOURS.
God, it was satisfying.
In other news, I have no other new but feeling great.
Happy Wednesday.
April 7th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
We at TranceJen do not necessarily condone physical violence, but if this insomnia continues I’m going to have to cut someone.
I was up tossing and turning all night again last night; and I am most certainly going to procure some melatonin today, even if I have to walk forty miles. Which I could. Because I am that slap-happy and caffeine-hyper.
Everything is funny today. I went out to breakfast with my mother and her friends and had to literally choke down laughter while one of the women was talking about chemotherapy, for Christ’s sake, because the immediate thought that came to mind was, “Damn, I would be bald, but maybe I could get some sleep.”
I know, I’m fucking sick. I can’t help it – my brain is completely fried from over-caffeination.
The youngest cat thinks it’s The Greatest Thing Evar that I’m up all the time. Fun! Midnight frolic! Play time! So far I’ve acquiesced, but pretty soon I’m probably going to be shooting rubberbands at her and screaming “GET OUT OF MY FACE!” Such is the temperament of the sleep-deprived.
I had a good couple of days of zonkitude, but now the ten-year-old Ambien I got from Bill seems to not be working even a little, even after two glasses of wine. It’s endlessly frustrating.
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The weather is not helping my mood. (There I go talking about the weather again. This blog = fascinating.) It’s so damned chilly and yucky and basement-watery that I could scream. I long for warmth.
Hopefully things will start to pick up and I will be in a better mood. Either that or you may find me wandering the streets of the sout’ side, screaming about Sox scores and Starbucks, looking very baggy-eyed.
Happy Tuesday.
April 6th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
It’s not lost on me that I never blog about anything serious or terribly personal anymore.
The weather, my kid(to some degree), blah blah boring stuff is pretty much it these days; because, well, this is suddenly being read by so many people it’s started to spook me.
Bullshit reads this, that’s a big one.
Facebook people read it occasionally.
It’s my own fault for putting myself out there, I suppose. I’ve not been very secretive of late, and while in some ways it’s been kind of nice, in some ways it’s sort of…naked.
I’ll continue to write, but I don’t know how much of it is going to be balls-to-the-wall full exposure,
I just felt I owed those of you who have been around for years an explanation for all the boring.
Hopefully creative inspiration will strike soon.
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Happy Monday.
April 6th, 2009 | Author: trancejen
It is NEVER fucking going to get warm, Chicago exists in some sort of shitty vacuum in which it stays cold forever and ever, Amen.
I am so tired of cold, rain, snow, water in the Trance Cave, etc., that I could cheerfully tell my mother to fuck off and go move to California RIGHT NOW.
I have HAD IT, people. I’ve had it. The next time a damn-blasted drop of precipitation falls on this Godforsaken land, I’m heading for the coast.
Who’s going to take me in? I do laundry and other cleaning, and the J-Man is great company.
Seriously, when I saw the snow last night I just about pooped.
I am also pretty done with the neighbor child being at my house EVERYFREAKINGMOMENT.
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Other than those two minor annoyances, everything is gravy. Including my ass. My ass looks like I’ve been LIVING on gravy. Time to start some serious spring workouts.
Spring training, if you will.
I’m a bit of a lazy worker-outer. I go for a few weeks like gangbusters and then just sort of trail off like a bad sentence.
I’m going to have to get it together this spring, definitely. Considering the fact that I own a treadmill and about fifty workout DVDs, I have no excuse.
Time to get into shape.
Happy Monday.
