I am this || close to not giving a shit anymore about anyone else besides myself, my husband and the folks I know/met in real life.

It's been an interesting few...months...since I've updated this thing; a lot of drama, a lot of stress and little rest.

Most recently, as some of you YTers know, I have been raising kittens. From just a few days old after mom lit out and was never seen again. This is the largest part of my stress.

I have other things, however, too.

First and foremost I'm not sure if I want to get my writing minor when I finish my English degree this fall. On one hand, it will show prospective employers that I'm good enough to HAVE a writing minor, thus I CAN, if called upon to do so, write. However, I only have a few more months until I HAVE TO have my portfolio for the damn thing completed. If I do not, I will not have TIME to do it this next 2 semesters; I have 5 classes each semester. Any advice?

Anyone even read this thing?

Second is the kid thing. Still none, no reason why; doctors posit that I'm too fat. Very nice, boys. *HUGE EYE ROLL*

So...you know that commercial where the actors are all "you know that spot when...I'm there"? Yeah.

I'm there.

And by the list of 64 deviations from various folks, it looks like I should check this more often. I'm on livejournal, though, (imiliarinaldi), so it's not hard to find me. I'm also on Youthink.com as well as [link] I'm sure you can find me if you really need to.

So, what's new with my life? Not really that much. Mike's on vaca with his parents in Texas this week, so I've been a little lonely. The four amazing piles of fur, though, help with that. He's coming home tomorrow night - I'm very happy with this.

Also, school is going okay. I have a solid D+ in Logic, no idea in Psych, and as yet another confirmation of where I need to be, I have an A+ in Fiction Writing II. I'll find out about Psych tonight, I think...yes, tonight.

As of August 14, 2008, I will also be unemployed...thankfully this time it's by design. I need to finish school, so Mike n' I figured out that we can do it this fall; rather, I'll be able to quit working to go to school full time. I'm meeting this particular challenge with a bit of trepidation. I've been working non-stop for 7 years now with UFCW..so it's a stepping off point. What I'm stepping into, I have no idea.

I've never been a stellar student - which is the other kink in this. I'm afraid that with 4-5 classes I may end up burying myself. I have 3 now and it seems like I don't have a lot of time to study. On the other hand I am working 3/4 time. We'll see. As of now I have a solid B average overall (UNI, Kirkwood, now Kent) and a B+ average in my major. It's so close to an A it makes me wanna barf. *watches her neato GPA drop with that damn Logic class*

Anyway, that's where I'm sitting now - afraid to go on, definitely not ready to stay put. Ah well...such is life.

~ Trish

...enlightening.

I've been doing some good work in poetry the past few weeks because of a poetry class I took this semester. Over the next few days I hope to submit a few of them here on DA. I hope you enjoy them.

I've jumped in with both feet at

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&

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& while I'm proud of the things I'm doing in both places, public scrutiny is making my head ache & my nerves go blah.

I know I have talent - I just wish I knew which medium I should concentrate on.

I haven't submitted anything in awhile. I know.

Lately things have been a bit up & down here. Car troubles, my tendonitis giving me flak, everyone going to Pennsic - leaving me behind, just a mixed up, jumbly pile of eh.

Discovered the wonders that are the library - rediscovered, I guess. I haven't been to a library since I was out of middle school. Our highschool's library kinda blew goats. Then again, what do you expect from a split-level afterthought?

Anyway, books. I'm sort of melancholy today because at the moment I'm reading a Nora Roberts book - 'Blue Smoke'. Not too bad - though a bit hit home. The hero's grandmother passed away suddenly. No warning, other than age. *shrugs* I hate that.

Good god, I'm babbling. I guess that's what happens when nothing happens in one's life.

I'm hating being an adult, to be honest. Still hate the job, but ya know, it's alright. Why not? I mean, I have great healthcare (for now) & I play online most of the day due to the virtue that the entire company is clueless.

Anyway, seeing as this particular entry is turning out a bit less fantastic than my brain wanted it to be, I'll shut up now.