ladyju-san

Because it's what I do best.

Haven't updated my journal in ages. I figure with my membership running out, might as well at least take one more stab at it while my journal is all decorated and nice. So here it goes.

My brother is joining the Coast Guard. This Sunday is Mother's Day, and it will be the same day that he's leaving. He will be in New Jersey for two months at Boot Camp, and then he may or may not come back to California after that. He might get shipped right out after Boot. I'm very happy for my brother. I'm glad he's doing something that he wants to do with his life. At the same time, I am so close to my brother. Being able to talk to him and be around him is something I've always loved since the day he was born. It just a bit sad to see him go off and knowing that I won't have much communication with him. No more midnight showings or going to comic book shops with him. At least the memories will always be great. And I know he'll come back eventually. But damn, really? It had to be two months and then the possibility of shipping out right after that? I guess I am going to have to write a lot of letters. Nice, long, novel-sized ones.

Starbucks is having that half off frappuccino thing going on right now. I forget when it ends, but man has my work been taking advantage of that. It's "happy hour" from 3:00 till 5:00 every day at Starbucks and you can get a frappuccino for pretty cheap. So we always send one of our co-workers out to get them for whoever wants one. The other day, we sent Armand out to get them, he came back, and then one of the doctors that had been out running some errands came back with her arms full of them to share! We were all pretty stunned. I guess it's party time at Banfield Pet Hospital while it lasts.

The hot weather is coming back. Man, I hate hot weather. Anything in the 80's and above just drives me nuts. I like the 70's and below. I do enjoy wearing sweatshirts and having a lot of blankets on my bed. It's so fun. And there's no rain predicted either. Gosh darn it. That's always the best.

I have been reading Scott Snyder's comic American Vampire. What a great story that is! I love it! If anyone wants a really great comicbook to read (and one that doesn't make vampires out to be romantic lovey-dovey types), I am recommending it. I just recently, thanks to my brother, been able to read volumes 5 and 6. The end of 5, I got a little heartbroken. But nothing compared to volume 6 and having that one short story about the couple. It was a great story, and I loved the characters even for being in just a short story. That ending got to me. I really, really recommend it. Give it a try if you can.

My dreams took a break from being strange for a while, but recently they've come back. They're both nightmares and just overall bizarre. Last night's dream was like being in my own little Wonderland. Some of it was so strange it's almost difficult for me to explain it, but one part in particular stuck out.

I was with two other people (I didn't know either of them) and we were on these large black iron ladders that seemed to reach up to the sky. In our hands we held puzzle pieces that depicted a scene, and it was our job to place the puzzle together and create the world within it and bring it to life. The puzzle pieces, as we placed them together, got bigger and bigger, and slowly began to fill up the empty space around us. It was some sort of scene with the Statue of Liberty in it, but it wasn't Ellis Island or in New York. Instead, it was more of an industrial type setting perched above a gray sea with huge iron constructed bridges that spanned across large gaps connecting blackened factory buildings, and brick apartment buildings that reached towards the sky. The more we placed the puzzle pieces together, the more we could feel the cool sea breeze pick up in our hair and the more we could hear the cries of the gulls that swooped between the iron beams of the bridges.

It got to the point where the puzzle was almost complete and our world was almost built. With the last few pieces, nighttime began to fall and the lights came on in the windows of the apartment buildings (even though there didn't seem to be anyone living in them and curtains were all drawn) and along the tops of the bridges. That's also when we got attacked by these sea creatures that came up from the murky waters below our ladders. They began attacking my friends and me, trying to drag us below water to drown us and smash our puzzle apart to keep the world from coming to life. So I chose to throw myself down at them and attack them while my two friends tried to complete the rest of the puzzle as fast as they could.

Maybe it doesn't sound as strange written out, but it certainly was crazy to me. But as always, being the dreamer and being the one told about the dream are two very different experiences. It just makes me wish that I could pull these dreams out of my head and make little movies out of them, even if it was just for my own collection to remember them by for as long as I lived.

Mother's Day is this weekend. Hope everyone's treating their mother's nicely. And now that I've watched Beer and Board Games, I really would like to play Cards Against Humanity and Curses.

I'm so jazzed!

Thursdays are always a great day. Why is that? Well, it's my day off from work. Yeah, I have school, but then the rest of the day I have off and can go home and relax as opposed to going straight to work right after school. But what makes it even better is having the ability to watch Sharks hockey, because more often than not there's always a Thursday game. True, I can get updates on my phone at work (though I seriously try not to let that interfere with my duties), but nothing is as great as watching a game either live at the SAP Center or watching it at home the whole way through.

Every day the Sharks play, I try to wear at least something with their logo on it. I feel very proud of my favorite team and I like to think that wearing my gear shows support, especially since I do not live in San Jose and can't go to most of the games. As one of the girls at my school said to me today, "Represent!" Yeah, I guess I am representing.

Today I wore my shirt, my sweatshirt, my hat, and my messenger bag that I carry every day is a Sharks one (not to mention my house key that I use to lock my door has the Sharks logo on it). And when I went to pick up my food for dinner tonight, I wore my Sharks Couture jersey. It's always fun to be decked out in my Sharks gear.  When I went to go get my food today for dinner, I passed two ladies in the parking lot who were walking their dog. One of the women laughed and asked me, "Is there a Sharks game tonight?" Oooh you betcha there's a Sharks game tonight.

Well the game was one heck of a roller coaster ride. It was against the Pittsburg Penguins, and they're not a team to take lightly. And boy did it show in the first period, because it was 2 - 0 Pittsburg. Ugh. That's always a downer when a game starts like that, but one does not lose faith in just the first period. And boy from then on the Sharks just blazed forth on ahead. They got two goals in the second period tying the game. Just when I was about to celebrate, Pittsburg puts another puck in the net and they score a third goal making it 3-2. Oh. Dang. Okay then. Well then forge on!

And forge on they did. Sharks put a fourth goal in the net and the SAP Center (our home ice) was just in a flurry. With the Sharks up by one goal, the Penguins tried to go for an empty net to get another player in to try and score a goal as the clock wound down. But we ended up putting a puck in the empty net making it 5-3. And that, my friends, was the final score. Oh I'm just elated! I love it when nights end on a spectacular note! One day they will win the cup. One day. I'll wait for it, I truly will!

This next part is older news, but it was a shocker to me and I wanted to share anyway. For those of you who read this, that is. In my last journal I posted, I said that I had about four frogs in my backyard. Well at the time, I really only saw four frogs. But in the nights that followed after, I realized that they were starting to get louder and louder. So I came home one night, another rainy night, and decided to go investigate. And what did I find? That I had about ten or more frogs living in my backyard in my little pond!

The first thing I thought to myself was, "What is this? The plague? I'm going to be overrun by frogs!" While I do love to have frogs in my backyard, I have trouble sleeping with a lot of noise or with lights on. I do think they're cute, but having ten of them all croaking at the same time is far too much for me.

The first night, I tried to tolerate it. While I slept the first half of the night, the second half I woke up and then could not fall back asleep because they kept croaking and croaking. Then the next night, the same thing happened. There was more rain and more frogs croaking and croaking. I tried to ignore it again and went to bed, but it was too much and they just would not stop. So I ended up having to get up in the middle of the night, put on my coat (because it was pouring rain), and walk into my backyard. Since I did not want to hurt the frogs, I just splashed the water around a bit where they were to try and scare them off so that maybe they wouldn't croak for a while until I fell asleep and could have some peace.

Since then, I think the number of frogs has decreased in my pond. That or they don't talk as much anymore because of it. I feel kind of guilty, but at the same time I can sleep far better than I could before and it really helps. That and I couldn't name ten or more frogs. I couldn't keep track of all the names!

Yeah. My updates ladies and gentlemen. Wasn't that invigorating?

I've been thinking about it, and I would really like to dress up in my Little Sister (BioShock) cosplay or in my Wander (Shadow of the Colossus) cosplay again. I don't know why I am thinking of that all of a sudden, but it sounds like fun!

So here I am at the laundromat, drinking hot chocolate, cursing my clothes for not being dirt proof. It's a Sunday all right.

It is misty and foggy here. It's all going to burn off, yes, but it's so wonderful to wake up to a world where the sun isn't shining full blast in your face. I wish it would rain, but I don't think it will. That's not in the forecast until later in the week (let's hope it stays that way).

"Since when can the weatherman predict the weather let alone the future?"

Marty McFly. I don't know, it just kinda popped in my head when talking about the weather.

So I commented on TotalObelisk 's journal and did this tag. So now it's my turn to post it. If you comment, I will have to smack you upside the head . . . just kidding. Go for it!

Comment and I shall:

1) Tell you something I learned about you by looking at your DA page.

2) Tell you a color you remind me of.

3) Tell you what element I believe you belong to (e.g. water, fire, air, etc.).

4) Tell you which one of your OC's is my favorite.

5) Ask you a question and you must answer.

6) Tell you something I like about you or your art.

7) Give you a nickname.

8) Tell you what I am doing right now.

9) Tell you what food/flavor/smell you remind me of.

10) Tell you to do this in your journal, too, if you haven't already.

Some of those questions are kinda hard I have to admit. I'll give you a hint. The answer to number nine is mint. It's always mint!

Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Or Singles Awareness Day for those of you who do not have a "significant other". Quite frankly, I think the whole "Singles Awareness Day" sounds really funny. Just the way it sounds. When my brother wished me it a few years back, I really did laugh quite a bit. Well, there could be something wrong with me maybe. You never know. 8D

I spent my Valentine's morning doing laundry. I hate laundry. But I have to do it because it's not going to do itself. Of course since I live in a little cottage on someone's property, I don't have my own washer and dryer, so I have to go to a laundromat to do it. Which is annoying in of itself really.

I don't get it why everyone at the laundromat assumes that I know how: A, how everything works; B, how to fix things that are broken; C, what the owners do and where they live. It seems like every single time I go to the laundromat, I get someone who comes up to me and asks me, "How do you do this?" "The machine ate my quarters. What do I do now?" Today, a man asked me, "Do the owners live next-door?"

Yeah, I have no fricken clue. And it's not like I'm doing anything different from the others who are waiting there when I do go. I sit in a corner by the dryers and read comic books. Not that everyone there is reading. . .

Do I have a big sign on my forehead that reads, "Miss Know-it-All"? Is it because i'm young and they automatically think that I use the laundromat often, therefore I shoal know everything about it? Is it because they've seen me before and assume that I know how to do things and I just haven't seen them around cause I'm busy reading? Is it because I'm a girl and somehow more approachable? You can see I've thought of a couple of reasons of why it could be. I guess I'm just the laundromat expert.

And now it's off to work with me. I hope everyone is having a great day. If not, ice cream usually does the trick.