Geez... This whole two job routine is wearing me down... I'm going to have to either learn to ration my time more efficiently, or figure which job has to go. I need more hours than Craig has to give, but damn... I can't be working 6 out of seven days a week. It simply isn't giving me time to keep caught up with my math... Which I have more trouble with, than one might think. I really need an A on this next quiz, or it's possible I'll get yet another C for the quarter, and honestly, I want to do well. So... I'm gonna go study as soon as I'm done with this. Yippee Cay-ay...

So yeah... I was pleasanlty surprised today when I talked to Shane D, who graduated last year, and found out what a sweetheart he was! All I ever heard was how hott or how much fun he was, never hearing the whole story about how he's a real nice guy who is intelligent enough to think up decent conversational routes. Granted, I'm not too good at those myself, so it's a very good thing that other people can. Anyway, it was a surprise, and I was enjoing it while he was in my work. *nods* Yup... Yup.

Oh MAN! Dan very nearly took out my leg today! I was touching around her back leg to see where she was sore, and out of the blue, she took a swing at me! I don't think she would have hit me, it was just a warning shot, but damn... She sure did rattle me! I mean, she's absolutely never done that to me before... Eh, whatcha gonna do? So, anyway, I went back to feeling around, and trotted her aorund the paddock a bit on hte lunge line, where she showed no signs of anything wrong. So... conclusion. I have no conclusion. I need to ask the resident expert and perhaps get a clue on what's wrong with my mare... I'm not gonna ride her 'til I figure out what's wrong, and then fix it.

How does one "look" like a snob? How does a snob look, really? Obviously like me, LoL Because, as my brother would put it, girls see me in the hallway and think I'm must be a snob because I have more than asquare inch of clothing on, and don't spread my legs every time some guy walks by... Maybe I'm jsut being a bithc, but man... I'm not that bad!! LoL

Oh god... What if i am that bad? I'm become what I'va always hated... *shakes head* Ya know... I can't be that much of a snob. *shrugs* I'm cool with myself, and these momentary panics of self-doubt are only to be expected. I'm good, though.

Uncounted days; Uncounted nights
Unhindered by unstopping heights
And as I sit alone,
And ponder my own blights
I cannot help but wonder,
Will I ever see each of these fantastic sights?

I sit along the rocky shore,
And watch the Rising Sun
I cannot help but feel this origen
Is telling me naught a thing but one,
And that I must allow my dreams,
to follow with me the Rising Sun

But reality it'self has rythm;
unpredictable at times
And it is now I see...
Where I have come from
Where I shall go
And most of all...
Just what it is I'll be

Perhaps someday I'll follow through
And cast my dreams with hope anew
My imagination being the only thing it saves
And I'll watch the brightness of the sun
As it dives beneath the waves.


I like it... Go Joe!

yay! yay! I got my girth today!!! And it's sooo purdy, and it matches my saddle, and OMG! Now I can jump! yay! yay! I'm so excited!!! yay! LoL

I love this particular song. Good Charlotte- Little Things. Brad, I seriously need to thank you for that CD; it made my day, and it has been, since. I wake up to it, I go to bed to it... That and Tori Amos and... Yeah. Enough of my ecclectisism. I think I spelled that right... Hope so. Whatever.

Anyway... I have nothing in particular to write about, mainly because I'm still marveling at the purdy girth I have awaiting my attentions, upstairs...
Did I mention that I frieking hate Winter? Snow in particular, Winter in general. Today, I caught myself before I ended up sprawled out on the ice, as I very nearly had happen to me several times before. I'm telling you, some stroke of luck keeps me on my feet, even though my head is below my knees, and my feet are not on the ground. I never fall... It's pretty neat! Hell. Erik used to push me when I was skating, which I am notoriously horrible at, and I still wouldn't fall. Go spinning in circles and lose touch with gravity, but never fall! I think it's great... A very usefull talent that is put to use more often than not, I suppose. hehe

Wow... I am a pathetic, slavering fool. I should jsut be shot. Stick me in the ground with a riding whip in my chest. Oh man... And we wonder why Abby never writes anything down, why she never allows people to read her "secret blogger." *rolls eyes* Don't give me that bull shit about you wanting to read my other blog. You merely want to read it because you think it's got all the juicy details about people I like, what I want to do to them, and how much I'd enjoy it. Unfortunately, though I may act it sometimes, my mind is not super concentrated on that one topic and that one topic only. I actually ahve otehr thoughts rattling around in my pea-brain, believe it or not.

Now, so far, I have something to say about myself, and if no one laughs or throw tomatoes, I'll be extremely happy. I was thinking about this last night, while listening to Good Charlotte in my sleeping bag, the lights off, with my pajama pants stuck somewhere around my knees. *grins* I made that last part up, actually... thought it gave it a rather comical edge. Great... One phone call and Twsited Sister song later, and I lsot my train of thought. Probably better off, because, as Katie put it, I'm in a blah, dark, nasty, depressed, disgusted with myself, mood. *smiles bitterly* I'm telling you, Winter does it to me. Me and winter simply do not get long. I get real moody and msot often, it's a dark, nasty mood. Oh well, what're ya going to do?

it's a funny thing how I manage to concentrate upon one thing in these posts, completely leaving out the good stuff or the bad stuff that happened otherwise. Like, you'd enver know that I ent sledding last night, and had a great time hanging with my friends, then had a snowball fight, of which I stayed out of and sledded through them. It was funny... hehe!! Then we went over to Mini-Matt's (I lvoe that name! hehe) house and played pool, fixed up the train set, and hung out for three hours. Fun Fun Fun. *grins*