A Daily Diary: September 2014


Tuesday, September 30, 2014

The End of September. Mood: Tense, Depressed, Trying To Stay Afloat

8:51 p.m. I have not begun the next journal yet but thankfully the current one was finished today. My dress went terrible. I ruined the zipper so April took it off and hopefully she's going to add buttons to it soon. I have 30 something entries left before the livejournal migration project is done and I can praise Jesus! Until I get my next offline journal up and running, this blog will have to suffice. :)

"Cause you know 
I'm all about that bass
      bout' that bass
  no treble" 

9:01 p.m. Since I didn't find a GIF I wanted related to the above lyrics, consolation prize:

11:01 p.m. I played on the internet, showered, and came back to read http://mymilktoof.blogspot.com/ because that bog makes me smile and reminds me of character I make up in my own head. It's also producing a really strong urge to play them out in the same way...making something physical of my comical imagination.

God Bless, Jesus Loves, Lives, Saves. Thanks, Glory, Praise, be to Him on the Highest forever and ever in Jesus Name, Amen! God is Able! 15 See that no one repays anyone evil for evil, but always seek to do good to one another and to everyone. 1 Thessalonians 5:15 

P.S. I de-activated my OKCupid Account. I was tired of men having adulterous intentions, blatantly to the point of immortality, towards me. It's like you tell some until you're blue in the face that you have no intentions like that but they think they only have to ask and you'll give in anyway. So done. God help us women from such men in Jesus Name, Amen! P.S. Not to say all men are like this.

Hint to men: Respectable woman don't like catcalls.

 2:25 a.m. I've been on the internet all night. Oh, and Rob kindly bought me Neocash (okay, he sighed but he still did it) and the NC Mall is down. No lab ray cookies for me. Neopets lingo XD. I've spent a long time surfing the pound, too.

And for the past hour, the anxiety was high in the air and could be cut thickly with a knife. April installing her tablet, getting an error, and uninstalling, only to have the program interfere with her other programs...and not letting her get rid of it...it was very awkward. 

When I stepped in my room, it was like the air lifted and changed, automatically. I listened to music a bit, came back out, she was still unhappy. Rob had just given up trying to fix it. 

 But when she went back, something he did worked and it was better. She's also in a better mood, easier, and backing my book up now.

Well, now her internet is off. Her mouse and keyboard quit. She's restarting the computer. It's going to be a long and sharply  tense night, the mood changed in a half second in the room even as I was writing this entry, even while she was still...lovely...for a few seconds.
I get the stress. Bye, though.

Hello October 2014. This is how it begins...

2:32 a.m. For the moment, she's connected she says...we'll see how it lasts.

2:38 a.m. And it died again. She's full blown frustrated...in every sense of the word. I need to leave soon.

2:40 a.m. She's trying to back up my book. She cares even in all this...bad stuff.

 2:53 a.m. Perfect GIF! She's Dean (foreground) and I'm Cass. (background.) 

2:57 a.m. Book backed up..that was fast. End Updates. It's already October 1, 2014. Better news, April said her anger has dissipated, I applaud her for that given this ongoing situation, and she said we can be calm.

I got a suspicious email. Self Magazine.

For starters, my last issue of a long running subscription is on it's way. I woke up this morning to this and I'm not sure if it's real or fake.

When I googled the email, it led to a questions/customer service site on Self.com. There was no indication that anyone received this message when I googled it as well. There are no multiple recipients listed. There is no download required. No payment asked. The links in the email all led to Self Magazines main site. There are no misspellings in the email, although the image (which I pixelled) appears in multiple magazine-related places on Google. 

I've yet to debunk if selfstarters@self.com is real, however. -facepalm- I took the link instead of emailing. This is the most suspicious even in light of other legitimates in the email.

On the change email page, there is this image, which seems legit if googled:

And the unsubscribe email link worked as well.

As does the subscribe/unsubscribe magazine link.

I did do the survey below. The worst I did was send in the mailing address but that could just mean junk mail, and a black and white headshot. They don't have my phone number or income.

I didn't post it but this survey also had the Conde Nast site and copyright (the magazine distributor of SELF at the bottom) which was also legit. So I'm on the fence here.

Mailing list opt-out leads to a One Click Opt Out Servlet

It seemed....okay.

So tell me, has anyone else gotten one of these?

I should just not worry too much. This is petty. I sent an email to customer service and if they'll get back to me, I'll see what they have to say about it. If it's a fake, someone made a seriously good one.

Monday, September 29, 2014

Thrift Shopping, Good Food, and Whatnot.

Ylvis - Trucker's Hitch is stuck in my head.

Today, I followed a normal routine of playing on the computer as soon as I get up in the morning. I designed a banner for my Dream Doctor blog, checked out Neo and the social networks. I decided to go out and greet the day. I asked Rob for a dollar to take up thrift shopping (sounds small but a lot can be done with a dollar at these places) and he actually offered TEN! I was thrilled!!

Also, we'll be paying less of an  electric bill than originally thought so extra money was freed up. He offered to order my journal for me, which is not yet complete, but I asked him to kindly wait until then. Meanwhile, we can still get the cat to the vet, purified water (since we are still living with sulfur water), and pay off Rick (who helped us with the down payment on our place so we could move in ASAP) and that's all God's wonderful blessing.

So I went up there, trekking the couple miles it takes. I rested when I reached the bridge, as it is my usual stop point to stop and drink water. I took a video on Instagram of the flowing river below but I didn't send it. It later drained my phone battery. 

There's this one hill after the bridge that aches the upper knees to trek up and is terrifying to ride down, facing oncoming traffic, on a bike. At this point, I usually walk the bike up the hill and when I go down, I keep a hold on my brakes to keep the bike VERY slow. 

Anyway, the usual store is closed on Monday so I went to another and browsed for like a couple hours. I picked up a velvet body pillow case, for fabric. A cute little Belle figurine for my mantle, I'm like a big kid, I couldn't resist. A sport bra. Lord knows I need more clothes. A binder for my art references, since my paper folders keep falling apart. And a little book with daily life advice, one of several I think I have....and a fake little Louis Vuitton purse. (I like researching how to spot fakes but I bought it anyway.)

I looked at shoes for me, Harmony, and even April, but didn't find anything favorable. Harmony needs winter clothes, that includes shoes.

I tried on a cheap reniassance blue velvety costume dress but it was so tight that I was reminded of the 'Ever After' scene between Jacqueline and her Mother.
'Oh, well this one's too small.'
'Well, we'll just have to get you a tighter suit.'
'I cannot breathe as it is.'
'If one cannot breathe, one cannot eat.'

I also weighed myself but I wasn't anything surprising. 

I spent all of three bucks at checkout. :) The blonde lady who works there is so generous, she often gives things in the store for free to help the needy..even doing it for me once. She did it to the customer before me, even also cutting her deals on things she was paying for. This is one of those places where a lot of prices aren't even marked, so you have to ask how much things are, but I rarely hear about something costing more than a dollar when I ask.

When I left, I had an option of picking up food for Rob and I somewhere or rushing home to beat the rain. The clouds weren't looking very friendly. I decided to leave and check out whatever shops were left open. One was only open on weekends, Thursday through Sunday, I think. Another was a gift shop. While in there a woman was talking about how bad the rain was going to get so I lit on out of there.

I still questioned picking up fast food on the way but thought better of it and went home, in the sprinkling rain. I did stop at a convenience store on the way, picking up jalepeno cheetos, a three musketeers for April, and a  5 chew gum for Rob. Another three bucks.

I thought about taking refuge at April's Mom's house, where I expected April to be, but their car was gone in the driveway (they live about a mile from me so it was on the way.)

When I got back, Rob had been a little worried but I was okay. I put my stuff away, and checked out the Jonny CD Anne made for the group. :) I wanted Avicii's Hey Brother on it but some songs just didn't make the cut and had to be to borrowed down. I did thank her. :)

I had to charge the phone since it died, losing the video with it.

I ate jalepeno cheetos, watched SPN, and we arranged, even with April on the phone, to pick up 'Johns' for dinner later. I showered and changed my wet clothes. So that was that.

She later arrived and we went. I got chicken strips, cheese fries, and tater tots. They got theirs. Rob and I stood in the sprinkling rain about 15 minutes while April sat in the cab with Rick. We just chatted about various stuff. This was a drive up place where you order outside and they bring your food to the car.

 We checked our food, tipped fairly, and left for the dollar store to get shampoo, conditioner, and body wash...and we also decided to get hand soap and sanitizer. Rob went in while we stayed inside, April insisted on staying in the truck bed, thought it was sprinkling,  as that was where she was since we all didn't fit in the cab before, and he got it. It was quite a wait since apparently there was an item for a customer to get an item that had a coupon on it, one they hadn't brought to the register. So the clerk left the counter to grab it.

When that was done, we came home, ate. I eventually scooted off to bed for a few hours until I couldn't sleep anymore. The tingling bubbles I enjoyed of ginger ale was not enough to hold off my thirst, I craved water, and so I got it and wound up staying up.

God Bless Jesus Loves, Lives, Saves. It is the Midnight Hours.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Double Song Post: Pompeii. A Favorite.

My new favorite song!!!

Does ANYONE else immediately see the 'black eyes" thing in the music video below and think of the show, Supernatural?

I found it by first falling in love with THIS version:

Songs That Have Been Stuck In My Head - Yvlis

They're so silly, I can't even...

Ah, Jesus.

I'm actually blogging, as opposed to writing them offline in a private journal.

There are 82 entries, approximately, until I've finished migrating my livejournal entries to Blogger. It's been days of manually moving it, entry by entry, since there isn't an easy 'quick export' option. I looked. Then there is another blog to move over here. God Willing, in Jesus Name, of course.

On the plus side, my dress is making progress. I'm concerned about the fit, or lack thereof, but I don't think I'll know until it's finished.

Earlier tonight the cat was chasing a mouse on a string. Most hilarious thing ever!

I haven't been talking much, or adding to my offline journal, lately, but I hope that changes. Just had pasta from Rob, April is at her Mom's I got SPN playing on Netflix...annnnddd I'm beat.

P.s. JRM and Mara looked so beautiful last night at the The Barretstown 20th Anniversary Gala Ball

Saturday, September 27, 2014

It's 2 AM and I finally write a blurb.

For the past few days, I've been unloading my old livejournal posts into this blog and would like to do the same for another blog I have out there...also old. Just migrate everything. I've also been working on sewing a dress I thought I've almost given up on. Been playing on this blog too much.

Today, or yesterday, technically, I drove around with April and Rob and Rick and we picked up storage, in both rain and shine, and hung out at her Mom's.

I meandered at home with them afterwards, still playing with my journal and my dress, and more recently..baked some yummy gooey cookies.


  • 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature
  • 1/2 cup granulated sugar
  • 1 cup packed light-brown sugar
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract
  • 2 large eggs
  • 2 cups (about 12 ounces) semisweet and/or milk chocolate chips


  1. Step 1

    Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a small bowl, whisk together the flour and baking soda; set aside. In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, combine the butter with both sugars; beat on medium speed until light and fluffy. Reduce speed to low; add the salt, vanilla, and eggs. Beat until well mixed, about 1 minute. Add flour mixture; mix until just combined. Stir in the chocolate chips.
  2. Step 2

    Drop heaping tablespoon-size balls of dough about 2 inches apart on baking sheets lined with parchment paper.
  3. Step 3

    Bake until cookies are golden around the edges, but still soft in the center, 8 to 10 minutes. Remove from oven, and let cool on baking sheet 1 to 2 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack, and let cool completely. Store cookies in an airtight container at room temperature up to 1 week.

    I used about twice the butter, spoon stirred and mixed all the ingredients in a  bowl. Did not use a wire rack but they cookies were awesome!!

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

The Gospel Blurb

I have been thinking about telling you a secret. I love God! He has done amazing things to save me through Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior, and He did it at the Cross. Then He raised Jesus from the Dead for our Resurrection and Righteousness in Him. Recieve! Believe! Be Saved!

The Last Remnant of My AOL Blog


It took hours of searching at the time I found it, then bookmarked it, but this shown above is the last piece of my journal still somewhere in the internet universe. AOL closed journals down back in October 2008, while I was in college. That's the last time I remember writing this. Something I always treasures is memorizing that crazy url above by heart. Ha ha.

The link above will not work, so please try the link below using the Wayback machine and seeing this as it is.


God Bless, Jesus Loves, Lives, Saves.

Okay. Quit. Mad. Stop.: Alvin Schwartz - The Green Ribbon

Okay. Quit. Mad. Stop.: Alvin Schwartz - The Green Ribbon: I've been meaning to do a post on this story since I first started this blog, but of course I'm only getting round to it now....

This was my favorite book when I was four-five years old. I had such memories of sitting in a preschool classroom, listening to it with giant headphones on a tape player. God Bless, Jesus Loves, Lives, Saves!

Terrorist Nightmare

The artwork above is my own

I had this nightmare that I was in a foreign country and I was staying at this hotel. In the beginning, I reached this high wooden pier, at least a hundred feet high, with water below. I was told it was at least 500 feet deep which was to say if I fell, as I feared, I would die.

While there, I learned that the hotel had been taken over by soldiers from another country. They planned to fill the building with tear gas, unless we were out of the building by a certain time. I ran behind others, who scrambled to make it in time. I leapt entire flights of stairs while still holding the guard rail. Somehow, I found this amazing and...possible?

Just as we ran into the lobby, a few soldiers tried to stop them. A few made it past and exited, but others, including myself, couldn't. One held a gun to my chin, by the way. In this dream I am a different woman, looking to be of Persian or Egyptian descent? I told him, as he held the gun to me, that I would pray God would have mercy on him.

A few moments later, he lets go, but forces me to stay in the building with the rest.

I realized after waking that at the time, I took this dream to be real and that this is exactly how I would react to a terrorist in real life.  I would pray for my murderer with my dying breath.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Blog Recommendation

artwork above is my own.

ヽ(^。^)丿 I seriously and highly. highly. recommend this blog called 'My Milk Toof!' The stories about these two little polymer acrylic teeth are flat out adorable and kept me giggling. Please click here to check it out, you won't regret it.


You should also buy the book if you like the series. 


Breaking Televisions with my mind.

The artwork above is my own.

Last night, our television suddenly stopped working while we were watching 'Stranger than Fiction.'

Today, I went to the thrift shop and I was enamored by five t.v.'s as Bob Ross' instructed on how to paint large and dark clouds. So much that I took a seat to watch it. Just as he was getting to the good part about highlighting them, all the t.v's busted into static at once. I told myself I must have a knack lately for breaking televisions just by watching them, ha ha.

Below (image source) https://www.tumblr.com/search/robert%20dj

Monday, September 22, 2014

A Blurb

When it all comes down to it, it's the way he makes me smile. The way he makes me laugh and the way he makes me cry.

The artwork above is my own.

Remember, God is Good in Jesus Name, Amen! God is Able!

Reminder: Check Out My New Blog!

Be sure to check out my name blog, The Dream Doctor, a place for any beta readers to come offer advice, critique and criticism on a new novel I'm writing.


The artwork above is my own.

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