She said "It's cold outside, it must be October!"

Since I haven't updated this thing in almost a month, it's probably time to write a long overdue posting.

(This has nothing to do with the rest of my entry, but I'd like to say right now that I'm very upset about the weather. Snow, snow, snow coming and going all freakin' month long. IT'S OCTOBER! Global warming, my ass.)

Part of my silence is due to the craziness in my life. Things may be changing very drastically for me in the next few weeks. The possibility has arisen for a new job, new apartment, new town... Right now I'm waiting, ready to jump into action if this possibility works out, or to step back and regroup if it doesn't.

Ha... who am I kidding? Losing is SOOOO not an option. I hate losing. (This is the place where I growl my best Elle Woods' "ME!") I've morphed into survival-mode Aleisha. Jamie will have to relinquish the title of "resident Becky Sharp" for the next few weeks!

Anyway, I'm mostly excited about the chance a change of scenery will give me to make videos starring anyone besides myself. I haven't made any in a little while... which I need to do if I want to maintain interest. I'm really loving my little cult following. I also love the fact that a real, grown-up job will let me buy a good camera!

So wish me luck! The prospect of not being destitute is very appealing right now. I'm done with my hippie self-discovery phase, and I'm ready to go out into the world, kicking ass in a new power suit. (Every few seconds, I think of another wonderful thing I may be able to afford again... I have been denying myself so many things for the past year... It's like, "Oh my god...I could get a manicure! Oh my god... I could get B&BW new fall line!")

So, we'll see. I'll keep you all updated.

(This picture was taken about a week ago, at the peak of our accumulation...)

Two Readings and a Funeral

Well, I fell off the radar about eight days ago (not that anyone would notice, as infrequently as I update this blog...)due to a death in my family. Anyway, I finally got home tonight, and I'm pretty well exhausted. I'd rather not go into any real detail out of respect, but let me assure you all that the events of the last week were prime HBO mini-series material. I was almost killed several times in roller coaster car rides, I broke into a house, my mother and I had to leave the wake for emergency major appliance shopping, I inadvertently made the funeral oh-so melodramatic (oh, it was SUCH a Hollywood moment!), my cousin announced that he and his wife are pregnant with twins at the post-funeral dinner, I was invited to go street racing and regrettably didn't, and I had several EXTREMELY coincidental (and creepy!) encounters at random restaurants. And so, so much more. I can't write down all of the insanity of last week- there aren't words.

Anyway, Karen capped my trip appropriately by treating me to an astrological reading as a belated birthday present. I must say that I was very impressed. We both had a reading done, and I was expecting them to be similar and vague. That was not the case at all. I'm normally quite the skeptic, but I'm a little convinced- the details about my past were eerily correct. The good news is that according to my chart, I'm supposed to meet a handsome, strong-willed (doctor?) around Valentine's Day next year, marry him in 2008, and then become extremely successful in my career (when my work gets noticed) in about five years. And oh yeah, by the way, and I'm going to be a millionaire. ...So according to some calculations, I'm going to marry my own personal Jack Shepherd AND I get to be a millionaire? Yeah, I'm suddenly more inclined to believe! :)

And now I'm going to sleep for three full days.