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Post-Wedding Post-Honeymoon Post-Drama


It’s been a while since I’ve made the time to sit down with my digital thoughts. Between working two jobs, planning our wedding, and honeymoon I tried to keep myself on schedule, and still make time for us to enjoy our lives. Which meant not being online, and hanging out with people, drinking, smoking, and most importantly living our lives together.

I’m not gonna lie, it was an emotional roller coaster dealing with family drama, and other people trying to impose their own definition of what our wedding meant to them. A lot of emotions come up; some that have been hidden for years, and others that you’re forced to answer because of the circumstances. I always knew our wedding wouldn’t make a few people happy for a million little reasons. I also knew that no matter what we would still be together whether or not the wedding happened according to our plans.

Turns out…everything was awesome! 😉

Our venue day-of contact, photographer, DJ, and our friends and family said it was a well oiled machine, and some even complimented us on how well organized all the decorations were kept. At one point, we were running ahead of schedule! That made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. One of my bridesmaids was so impressed she hired me to be her Day-Of Coordinator for her wedding at the end of October! AND my new Sister-in-Law would like my help planning her Baby Shower (free of course, for family)!!!


One of my biggest fears was not being able to get back on my feet after the wedding and honeymoon. Now, I can’t even begin to say how excited I am to get back to work, start new adventures, and feel like I’m part of the world again. There were times when planning the wedding felt really isolating, and made it hard for people to relate (not everyone has to tackle a guest list and seating chart every week for over 2 months!). Luckily, I’ve had some practice from my previous line of work at a non-profit theatre company. I also had a few great friends and my Husband to thank for all their help and support over the last year and a half!

I just hope I can get back to hanging out with friends, playing board games, and eating burgers every week between all my new work. 🙂


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It’s Been a While

The last two months have been a whirlwind of change. We had a flurry of family gatherings, then we squeezed in a trip up north, only to have a job offer in between. Only now, right before my birthday, do I get a chance to get back in to a rhythm working locally.

I took the bus to work a few days ago and it was pretty refreshing. Long Beach has some nice public transportation and it was only a short ride in comparison to the long routes I’m use to taking when I lived in LA.

Although, I must admit it has been a bumpy adjustment time wise. My sleeping pattern is shot right now and trying to get up early enough to run errands should be a lot easier.

Luckily, my birthday is around the corner and all this complaining has made me feel old and lazy. Oh well. Oh yeah, and thanks old co-worker for making me feel worse by making fun of my age. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy…and…feel like I want to punch a wall with someone’s face it on.

Besides my anger management issues, and being tired and old, life is good. It could be a lot worse.

BTW the photo below is a gift we received from a regular at my boyfriends coffee shop. It was too rad not to share. : )

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Work, work, work.

I have never been a car person.

Sure, I lived out of my car when I started college like everyone else I knew who commuted, but I never wanted to learn how to drive. I was bullied in to it by my family because the bus-ride/train took 2 hours from East Los Angeles to Long Beach and I use to commute six days a week. Driving was the sensible solution. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate driving, I just prefer public transportation for the pure reasoning that owning a vehicle just creates more complications financially.

Now let me preface this next rant with: I always over think things.

When I started learning how to drive when I was 18-19 years-old I freaked out all the time. I refused to take the freeway for a good 2 months, but I also had to learn how to drive using the 710 freeway. Trucks driving erratically, potholes everywhere, and narrow lanes in a small 80’s Toyota Tercel. I hated every minute of it. Then come the thoughts about insurance, repairs (because this car always needed something), maintenance, and gas. This was also the time when gas prices starting rising over two dollars. Did I mention how I hate owning a car?

My second car, which was a used 2001 Kia Sephia (which they don’t make any more) was a lot nicer and wasn’t a lot of trouble. However, every other driver out there seemed to visual a target on my vehicle. I had so many dents and small scratches on that car people would always gasp, “What happened?! Were you in an accident?” No. Not really. Most of those were caused by jerks in parking lots. The first time I took my car to get an oil change the mechanic says, “Already in a fender bender, huh?” I yelped back, “What?!” and looked to find a lovely sized dent on my bumper. I hate cars. I’ll admit I was in a few accidents, none of them too major, but who hasn’t been? The worst part was the $500 in parking tickets my ex-boyfriend racked up on my car, before we broke up. To make the deal sweeter my car started falling apart on me after I finished paying it off. Trying to pay off parking tickets, not caused by me, and constant repairs drove me crazy! It finally got stolen (I don’t know how or why someone would want that piece of crap) and I never called it in. Why? It was worthless. And no, the insurance would not have covered the value of a worthless piece of a crap that it was. The repairs were worth more than the car. Trust me, I did the math.

Since then my current boyfriend and has been helpful driving me to work, when possible, and letting me borrow his car to run errands, go to work, and visit family and friends. I pay for most of the repairs and the maintenance on the car. Except for the muffler replacement that recently happened. That shit was expensive and not cool, but luckily not my fault. We just recently got the pink slip for the car, which is nice, except I had been hoping to get it six months ago when we could still afford to pay for the insurance. Now that my boyfriends’ mother has been unemployed for over a year we are now responsible for the car entirely. I’m not complaining about the responsibility, just the timing of it all. Nothing really happens when it’s convenient. We have been paying for the registration, maintenance and repairs all by ourselves, and now this one extra payment we may have to reconsider where we are financially. Insurance is not cheap, and I didn’t get a raise this year because our pay was reduced by 3% in April for budgeting reasons. The hope is we’ll get our 3% back by next Spring, but with no raise.

Did I mention I work for a non-profit theatre in Orange County? Yeah, this has not been a good year financially. Cars don’t make anything easier other than commuting. I have always preferred public transportation, walking, or biking. Granted, I am a lazy bastard at times, but I did take the bus to work a few times when my car needed major repairs, and I carpool as often as possible with co-workers who are willing to share their personal space. I also took the bus for 2 hours my first year and half I was in college. I despise having to drive to work alone, in traffic (with no accidents!), five days a week, when I could have taken the bus. The only reason I can’t take the bus to work is because the bus route takes 2hrs and the routes don’t always run on certain days of the week. Go figure. Taking the bus in the OC is just not convenient.

Luckily, my boyfriend and I have worked out a reasonable schedule so that I can drop him off at school on my way to work, pick him up on my way back home, and I try to run errands on my way home or on my lunch. He is very understanding and flexible when it comes to sharing one car and I’m eternally grateful for it. Especially since I almost refuse to own another car. I will eventually have to get one, but I will hold out for as long as I can just to avoid all the complications that come with it.

In a perfect world I would take the bus to work every day and only drive on my days off if necessary. Unfortunately, that is not the world I live in. I don’t hate driving a car; I just feel that owning a car is only necessary for some people, not everyone. I hope to one day live in an environment where I can take public transportation to work everyday and only drive on my days off. Hopefully, once I get a job in LA that will be more plausible. Cross your fingers for me!

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September 24, 2009 · 12:22 pm

Work, work, work.

Over this lovely Labor Day weekend I spent every spare moment I had to finish reading my new purchase of Hunger Games and Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins. It took me about a week to finish Hunger Games, mostly due to my work schedule, and about a day and a half to finish Catching Fire. I was blown away. I haven’t been this caught up in a book since Ender’s Game & Interview with a Vampire. They each deal with similar themes of a futuristic Earth/North America, and how politics, war, and humanity are dealt with by the main characters.

Now, I’m no Literature/English major, but I know what I like and I know this is a series that will have a lasting effect on me and many other young readers, since it is geared towards Young Adults. I have a soft spot for Young Adult novels. I swallowed The Giver, and its sequels, as well as the Ender’s Game series, plus it’s popular tangent series Ender’s Shadow. I have a lot of friends who are into Fantasy/Science Fiction novels, and I always recommend Ender’s Game to any one who hasn’t already been exposed to it. An old college friend introduced me to Ender’s Game and I was hooked on my next line of reading immediately. I then introduced my boyfriend to the book, who then told his best friend about it, and so on.

What is troublesome is how fast I can go through books, which is why I tend to favor books that are serialized so I always have something to look forward too. This started with Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles during my freshman year in high school. Lucky for me, she was still writing the series before her husband died, which is when she converted back to Catholicism and started writing books about Christ. However, her novels have always had a mythos that circles Catholicism, which is the closest I’ve had to a Catholic upbringing. Almost all of her novels have heavy and long-winded diatribes about the architectural history of New Orleans, Art History with an emphasis on Rembrandt, as well as a detailed history of the character background and family tree. What can I say, I love the detail. I’m sad to say I was never able to visit New Orleans before Katrina and get a real sense of the city the way Anne Rice described it in most of her novels. Her love for her home town made me love it and want to be a part of it. The first place I ever wanted to travel to was New Orleans. I managed to read and buy almost her entire catalog of books, including the Sleeping Beauty series, which is very controversial for its detailed S&M theme. My mother’s younger brother, who is five years my senior, noticed me reading it one day, while I was in high school I should add, and told my mom that I shouldn’t be reading those types of books, but my mom just gave me a weird look and didn’t say anything. She never really questioned what I read because she was just happy I was reading.

I’ve always been a bookworm. My family always made fun of me for carrying books around with me no matter where we went, including the movie theater. In high school I would walk to class while reading and managed to master the art of walking with my nose stuck in a book. I even met a boy who specifically tried to meet me because he thought I was weird for walking/reading, and confessed to watching me walk to class like this for weeks before we met. Granted, I probably stuck out like a sore thumb in an East Los Angeles high school full of teenagers who were mostly into sports, school, or gangs. I was somewhere in the middle since I had friends who were involved in all three categories. Family members later tell me that when I was a toddler I would ask them to listen to me read them a book, which I obviously couldn’t do at the time, but would attempt to explain thru the pictures. This love of books was due to my mother and father having a routine of reading to us before we went to bed every night, or in their spare time. We had a wide selection of children’s books growing up. I always loved reading, but mostly for pleasure, and not always for school. Growing up I used to spend hours in my grandfather’s library, which he built himself, looking for books on Astronomy, Science, History, and anything that I could read easily or reach from the shelves. The walls were lined with books from the floor to the ceiling on bookshelves my grandfather built himself. I would spend hours in there just browsing. I once taught my 2 year-old cousin how to say the phases of the moon from a book when she started to speak. I was so impressed with myself I tried to show her parents what she learned, but by then she no longer wanted to play as my guinea pig. I was heartbroken when my grandparents remodeled their home when I was in middle school and the original library no longer existed. All of the books were crammed into a much small space that was made into a small office off of their master bedroom.

I am obsessive over books. I don’t know how to speed read, but I do pretty well swallowing a book a week, if I have enough of them on hand to devour. This poses a problem when I read Graphic Novels, or as I like to call them Comic Books. Screw the new name. However, it helps that most publishers new release Trade Paperbacks (TPB) for most titles. I think Y: The Last Man was the first series I collected in TPB and eagerly awaited each volume to be released. I waited an entire year for the last volume and it almost drove me crazy! I’ve also started collecting Preacher, a few X-Men titles including most of Civil War and Secret Invasion (because there are too many to name), Dark Knight, Return of the Dark Knight, Powers, Invincible, Walking Dead (the last 3 are due to friends recommendations & borrowing a few), 100 Bullets, and Ex Machina. Of course, the classic Graphic Novels like Sin City, V for Vendetta, etc. are not in my possession because I haven’t gotten the nerve to dish out of the cash quite yet since I know they will still be there for me to pick any time I like.

My favorite TPB Comics:

1) Y: The Last Man

2) Powers

3) Ex Machina

4) Invincible

5) Walking Dead

6) Preacher

My all time favorite authors of Fiction would be:

1) Anne Rice

2) Orson Scott Card

3) Suzanne Collins

4) John Steinbeck

Autobiographical writers are currently:

1) David Sedaris

2) Chuck Klosterman

I wish I could think up more of their names, but I’ve always been bad with names unless I have in some way become obsessed with them for long periods of time. I had a brief obsession with vampire themed novels; but found most writers weren’t that consistent with their stories. I adamantly despise the Twilight series on the simple fact that her vampires “true form” can be seen during daylight in the form of a “sparkly vampire.” Lame, and not very well written out as far as vampire mythos goes. It was a superficial way to cover up her vampires during the day, and I’ve heard she wrote the novels with movie deals in mind. I had a small, very miniscule, curiosity to read Stephanie Myers books before the movies came out, but was put off by the types of fans she had created by then. None of my good friends had ever read her books, so I saw no credible reason to pick them up. I had a ton of co-workers who loved the entire Twilight series, but most of their choices don’t coincide with my own. For one, I am not a huge fan of Chuck Palahniuk the author of Fight Club. I got into a huge debate over his writing style with a co-worker one day and decided I wasn’t going to give him a second chance to impress me. I’ve only read one his novels and liked it. I’ve been told I’d appreciate another book of his, whose titles escapes me at the moment, but I’m hesitant to buy.

That’s another issue of mine: buying too many books. I use to spend all of my spare time at the LA County Library in Downtown LA through most of high school, until I piled up a good debt of unreturned books when I started college. I’m sorry to report the same issue occurred with my college library as well. I always paid the debt, but hardly returned the books. So, I resort to purchasing or borrowing from friends and family. I can easily spend $100 a week on books and comics just to keep me occupied for the week. I’ve held back to one visit a month to my local bookstore or comic book shop. I also have a love for used books. I can spend hours in Acres of Books (before it closed) and {OPEN} a local used bookstore in Long Beach. When I started college I worked at the library in the Reference section and began a new love for 1st Edition hardcover books. I once found a 1st Edition hardcover of Anne Rice’s Lasher (from the Witching Hour series) at a camp ground lending library. I swapped it for a paperback book I had with me at the time, but never returned the Lasher copy. I also own multiple copies of many Anne Rice and Orson Scott Card novels in hardcover and paperback so I can lend them to friends who are interested in reading them. My new goal is to have all of their novels in 1st Edition hardcover form. Years ago, I found a bookstore at the Santa Monica 3rd Pier that had the first three novels of the Vampire Chronicles, 1st Edition in hardcover, and signed all signed by Anne Rice. I stood their drooling over them, but saddened by their price tag I left empty-handed. A boyfriend at the time tried to buy them as a birthday gift for me later that year, but they were gone by the time he went back. Devastated twice!

Like my grandfather my hope is that one day I can have a library of books in my home. Luckily, my new house has a lovely and spacious loft area in the master bedroom where I have already fantasized about lining the walls with books. The only problem is time, money, and air conditioning. It loft area tends to collect the hot air in the room and the bedroom only has two small windows on opposite sides of the room. We have two skylights, but they don’t open up to help ventilate the room. My long-term plans for remodeling the loft have been put on hold for more reasonable plans to remodel the storage room we have. It’s much smaller and easier to deal with at the moment. The library will live on in my dreams, and hopefully I’ll have enough books to fill the space once the project begins. For now, I have to finish reading my new comic book purchase. I’ll probably finish it during my lunch break.

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September 8, 2009 · 11:54 am