I have started writing again. Mostly outlining, nothing too interesting, but enough to keep the juices flowing. I am taking a break from the fantasy world I usually occupy and I am writing what I hope to be a beautiful, bittersweet novel. I cannot say too much about it at the moment because I do not want to jinx myself and scare off my ever fickle muse, but once it starts coming together I will be more than happy to share details. I will however, give you a name. Ellie. This is all I will reveal and only because I am so excited I must say something!
I begin classes tomorrow so I am equally excited for that. I will post again soon and let everyone know how it goes but for the moment I need to get some rest.
Goodnight!
I have had a better than average week. In fact I am debating on playing the lottery. I managed to get into Vet Tech school, interview and get a job within 20 minutes and ace training. Even better my best friends sister managed to pass her boards in aesthetics (thanks to me, I was the model) and land a job interview for Saturday afternoon. I have all of my fingers and toes crossed that she gets it because she definitely deserves it!
Anyway, I have spent the past 2 days eating the best damn ribs in the universe and it is safe to say that I love my job, or at least the training and sampling bits of my job. Mostly I just love having a job again. I have decided that I want to get a new tattoo with my first paycheck because god knows I have nothing better to spend that money on.
Okay, just read the new headlines and I had a good laugh at prisons discontinuing religious meals for jews and muslims. What is the issue? They never should have got special food anyway. I don't care what religion you claim to be, you're in prison. Evidently your religion and the laws associated with your religion were not important enough to you to be a good citizen and stay out of jail. Instead you break the law and then you snivel inside you cell that your chicken isn't kosher and because you're jewish it has got to be kosher. Guess what, you broke the law you eat the damn chicken the way we prepare it or you don't eat at all. Problem solved.
I do not have much to say now as I must leave for work shortly, but I will update soon.
Ciao!
I cannot write anymore. I have succumbed to a really bad case of writers block and I cannot finish what I have started and it is killing me. I have no clue how professionals deal with this. What do you do when what you use to make a living is MIA? I swear when my muse returns from wherever it is she's run off to, I am going to kill her, or I would if I could.
On the other hand her flight has given me time to work on everything else. I have finally cleaned up my place, really cleaned it too I didn't shove anything in to the dark recesses of my shoe closet. So while my living space is neat and orderly the rest of me can fall apart.
I am waiting impatiently to hear back from the Vet Tech Institute. I am thinking I didn't get in. It just seems bizarre to me that for the admissions person to be so happy with me that she kept calling me to give me updates on what was going on with my application, that she never called back to let me know if I was accepted. God knows I'll get a letter in the mail letting me know one way or the other, but it kind of pisses me off. 8 More days until the 28th and then I will definitely know.
Usually I would be all for taking advantage of the situation, throw him a measly grand, hop on the bike and ride off into the distance while he breaks down and cries into the wad of sweaty cash I just pulled from my pockets. However this time I realize I am caught in a particularly vicious cycle that is much larger than I am.
I have no motorcycle license
No one I know has a motorcycle license
No one I know, knows anyone with a motorcycle or a motorcycle license
Of course I can always get my motorcycle permit, but that is a useless piece of paper because I cannot practice without a bike and without a license I cannot buy a bike to practice on to get my license. There is no plan B because I do not know anyone with a license to buy the bike for me so I can practice to get my license either.
I would freely and gladly give up my first born for a chance at this but alas, it can not be.
I am doomed to me carted around forever! Or until I can dupe someone into buying me a hot bike, which ever comes first.
Hello! My name is Allie, newest member of Vox. I am coming over from blogger, with no complaints except that I like the layout over here better.
I am 21 years old, a fantasy writer (but only during the month of November) and hopefully a vet tech student really soon. I try my damndest not to blog about my personal life, but that never works. I have a 24 year old fiance who is very sweet and special and loves me enough to put up with all the crazy shit I pull, so I count myself very lucky.
Right now I am trying to get my life back on track, get a car and get my drivers license.
I went for an interview and test today at the vet tech institute and I did very, very well. I can only hope that they accept me and then I can get in for September because I do not have the patience to wait for January! I have also been researching Universities to apply to once I am done with my vet tech course. I have narrowed it down to 13 schools that I am going to apply to, but that is many years down the road.
In the mean time I will be learning French, Finnish and Dutch to pass the time.
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