I just discovered something rather amusing last night. Kind of funny (in a weird sort of way).

Most of my guy friend's names start with the letter "J".
There's Jordan, my screenwriting partner.
Jeremy, my good friend from high school.
Jeremiah, a guy I met at the coffee shop when I worked with and who I hung out with (had a crush on him, too).
Jose, John, and Jiggs (nickname), others I know through the coffee shop and who have come out clubbing with me and my girls (except for John).
My little buddy's name is Derek Joseph (his middle name).
Even my sister's fiancee, who I consider a friend, is a Jordan.

I have a few other guy friends, too, who don't have J names, but this is sort of my core list. I don't know why I never noticed it before. It's so weird to me that I would end up with all these guys in my life whose names start with J.

I have chills. Kind of creeping me out a little bit actually. ;)

Have you noticed any weird, unexplained patterns in your life?

Most of my time lately has been taken up with my little obsessions. I've read 11 out of 81 books for the 999 challenge. I have a bunch of book reviews over here at my LT thread (if you're at all interested).

I keep going back to look at my list of books (read, currently reading, and to be read), as though things will change right before my eyes and I will get to update the list. I obsessively read books each night, trying to get my numbers up. And I am in the process of reading five books (one collection of short stories, one nonfiction, two poetry, and one fiction), and I am also listening to a book on tape in the car. Eventually my initial excitement over this challenge should wind down, and I will start to mellow out some. (I hope, because I don't know that I can go through the whole year like this. It's slightly stressful.)

The other obsession is that I am currently working through all the episodes of Stargate SG-1. I do this sometimes. I get in my head that I want to see ever episode of a TV series, see the whole arch laid out before me all at once, and then I compulsively work my way through. Initially, I was checking out whole seasons of SG-1 at once, and I would blow through all the episodes in a few days, leaving me not much of a life. To slightly curb this, I am choosing to rent the episodes from Netflix, which forces me to wait a day or two between each disk (then I just stare at my Netflix queue expecting them to get to me faster). Unfortunately, I have also discovered that Doctor Who is available on Netflix to watch instantly on my computer, so I'm working my way through those seasons while I'm waiting for Stargate. (And already I'm beginning to feel the itch to watch all the X-Files episodes again.)


I only wish I was a little more OCD about my writing instead of all this pop culture stuff. I do occasionally get that way when I'm really into Nano. But writing is hard, so I guess I avoid it by using these other things as a procrastination shield. Right now, though, I'm just happy if I meet my weekly goals. If I get that done, then, for now, I'll allow myself my little obsessions.

I walk out of my office yesterday, turn and lock the door. Then I grab hold of my car key thingy and begin pushing the automatic lock button.

Why isn't it beeping? I keep thinking as I continue to confusedly push the button.

The answer: because the button locks my car, not my office door.

*headdesk*


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In other news, I had a great idea for gifts this Christmas. The plan was to make t-shirts that illustrated family nicknames. We call my dad "house chicken," so I was going to put the picture of a house next to the picture of a chicken. It wouldn't mean much to anyone but him, but he would love it. My brother on the other hand is called Chase-o con Queso, so I was planning on making a shirt with a big piece of cheese on it.

Unfortunately, when I went to the t-shirt shop, they informed my that the process they use does not allow for a white pattern to be put on a black shirt. They can print color or black on a white shirt, but not the other way around. Which sucks.

I could go and buy those iron on kits, where you have to scan your image into the computer, print it out and then iron it on. But I don't have a scanner, and don't want to do that anyway, since there are many ways to screw that up.

So, I'm postponing. There's just not enough time before Christmas to do the t-shirts, and its too much stress right now. I'll just have to wait for birthdays and father's day. That way I'll have enough time to figure it all out.

I am very tired right now. Tired to the point that my head is slightly fuzzy. Tired to the point that I'm transposing letters as I write this. If you haven't guessed I haven't gotten much sleep these last few days. Nothing I can complain about though.

Tuesday night I stayed up until 12:30am watching Olympic gymnastics. Somebody please explain to me why their running my favorite events so late...

Wednesday night I stayed up until 1am preparing a 24 page manuscript of poetry for a chapbook contest, so that I could send it out by the postmark deadline. I just hope I didn't make some dumb mistake because I was so tired. I don't think I did, but I will definitely give myself more time to prepare next time.

And on Thursday night, I went out dancing with my girls until midnight. Way fun, but again did not actually get to sleep until about one.

And every morning I got up at 6 o'clock, so that I could be to work early in San Francisco, because we went to press this week. I can't really complain about any of it, I suppose. It's been a good week. I'm just very, very tired.

But all of that isn't even the crazy part. The crazy part, is that tired as I am, I will be staying up all night to night working on a short film script for a 48 hour film competition. I don't normally do to well with all nighters. In fact, I don't think I've ever done a true all nighter where I got no sleep at all. I'm a girl who needs her sleep.

I'm sure I'll have a blast with this, as I will probably also be helping out with other aspects of the project (filming is Saturday and post production Sunday). I'm also sure that I will pay for it later.
:)

I'm going crazy.

I have dug through my book shelves six or more times and I cannot find this book of King Arthur/knights Tales by Chretien de Troyes. I know I own this book, and I am almost 99% positive that I would not have gotten rid of this book.

I can vividly remember holding this book in the recent past, and putting it aside, thinking I would read it later. I can remember the stained glass image on a creme background.

I can always check out this book from the library, I suppose, but I want to read this book now.

Damnit! Damnit!