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dolariSUNDAY
Storms. Storms storms storms storms storms.
There's something about a good set of thunderstorms that really gets me happy. Maybe it's the sudden onrush of pitch black clouds, or the smell in the air, or the sun beams breaking through the the clouds. Dunno what it is, but I love it.
They hit about 8PM, and the sky was just gorgeous. Lightning spikes from cloud to cloud, huge thundercracks, big noise. But not much else....where was the heavy rain? The pelting hail? Turns out, about five miles south of here. Dammit.
Well, it wasn't strong, but it lasted FOREVER. The FIRST storm died down about 9PM. It slithered away and left me feeling pretty cheated. So I got back online, worked on Episode 10 some more on and off when this rumble came out of nowhere. From about 11PM to 6AM we had nonstop lightning and thunder. Again, only a little rain, but a lightshow to die for.
I love thunderstorms.
Have you ever seen one from the top? Whenever I would go flying somewhere, I would look for thunderstorms. Usually they were HUGE puffy clouds standing proudly above the rest of cloudline. There were only one or two of them at anyone time, and sometimes on flights I saw nothing. And then there was the Dallas trip. We were going to Dallas for some reason...I dun forgot what it was...but we flew right into a massively huge black thundercloud. Where all teh other thunderheads were a whitish yellow and even orange, this one was pitch black, like the clouds in Flash Gordon. Out plane plowed right into it. The most abrupt sunset I'd ever seen.
It was a wonderful night. I dig the thunderstorms.
MONDAY
I've had a headache all day. The headaches come more and more frequently, but I don't write abotu them here...this place has gotten so morose as it is. The day was just filled with nastiness all around, and I retreated to my room to escape it.
When I'm here, I'm to blame for everything. My aprents have creitors up the yin/yang and we get a LOT of "Private" or "Blocked Call" numbers. You see, before I moved back, those calls were creditors. Now that I moved back, those calls are obviously for me, so I should tell all my friends to stop calling so much. Dean got the blame for a few calls tonight, that he didn't make because he just wasn't there. Doesn't matter - no one picks up the phone anyways. Before I moved back, n oone picked it up. Now that I moved back, it's suddenly my job to answer the phone. ::yeesh::
Not to mention that Dad told my an uncle had a job lined up for me. I told him "Do you want me working with him?" His reply? "Well, it makes me look bad if you don't look into it." Does that mean tha the WANTS me to look into it or not? Turns out this was an excuse to make me feel bad and get my name changed back so HE can say with a clear conscience "Yeah, we looked into it." So I should change my name back, get a job with family, and squelch who I have been for the last five years? I'm doing enough of that as it is just to tolerate life here as it is. No more.
And then I look at my job situation. There are no jobs I can get in Austin. I'm still willing to do minimum wage work, but at 27, with several years of tech experience under my belt, I'd like to get something I can live on. Dad constantly bombards me with "Why don't you go back to school?" "Why don't you get in the medical field? The TeeVee says it's booming" "Why don't you change your name back. You know that it's holding you back." My mother blames me for everything. And I can't get out.
Several of my friends have basically told me to go with the flow, just let things go and you'll find a way out. The way out that presents itself most often is one I'd rather not pursue...but I'm getting the message. I will ignore it for a few more months. If it gets bad...well...go with what presents itself to you - no matter how bad.
SOMEBODY GIVE ME A JOB SO I CAN STOP BEING THE FREAKSHOW AT MY PARENT'S CIRCUS! PLEASE!!!!!
"Mother used to say 'if you want, you'll find a way.'/But she never danced through fireshowers."
Storms. Storms storms storms storms storms.
There's something about a good set of thunderstorms that really gets me happy. Maybe it's the sudden onrush of pitch black clouds, or the smell in the air, or the sun beams breaking through the the clouds. Dunno what it is, but I love it.
They hit about 8PM, and the sky was just gorgeous. Lightning spikes from cloud to cloud, huge thundercracks, big noise. But not much else....where was the heavy rain? The pelting hail? Turns out, about five miles south of here. Dammit.
Well, it wasn't strong, but it lasted FOREVER. The FIRST storm died down about 9PM. It slithered away and left me feeling pretty cheated. So I got back online, worked on Episode 10 some more on and off when this rumble came out of nowhere. From about 11PM to 6AM we had nonstop lightning and thunder. Again, only a little rain, but a lightshow to die for.
I love thunderstorms.
Have you ever seen one from the top? Whenever I would go flying somewhere, I would look for thunderstorms. Usually they were HUGE puffy clouds standing proudly above the rest of cloudline. There were only one or two of them at anyone time, and sometimes on flights I saw nothing. And then there was the Dallas trip. We were going to Dallas for some reason...I dun forgot what it was...but we flew right into a massively huge black thundercloud. Where all teh other thunderheads were a whitish yellow and even orange, this one was pitch black, like the clouds in Flash Gordon. Out plane plowed right into it. The most abrupt sunset I'd ever seen.
It was a wonderful night. I dig the thunderstorms.
MONDAY
I've had a headache all day. The headaches come more and more frequently, but I don't write abotu them here...this place has gotten so morose as it is. The day was just filled with nastiness all around, and I retreated to my room to escape it.
When I'm here, I'm to blame for everything. My aprents have creitors up the yin/yang and we get a LOT of "Private" or "Blocked Call" numbers. You see, before I moved back, those calls were creditors. Now that I moved back, those calls are obviously for me, so I should tell all my friends to stop calling so much. Dean got the blame for a few calls tonight, that he didn't make because he just wasn't there. Doesn't matter - no one picks up the phone anyways. Before I moved back, n oone picked it up. Now that I moved back, it's suddenly my job to answer the phone. ::yeesh::
Not to mention that Dad told my an uncle had a job lined up for me. I told him "Do you want me working with him?" His reply? "Well, it makes me look bad if you don't look into it." Does that mean tha the WANTS me to look into it or not? Turns out this was an excuse to make me feel bad and get my name changed back so HE can say with a clear conscience "Yeah, we looked into it." So I should change my name back, get a job with family, and squelch who I have been for the last five years? I'm doing enough of that as it is just to tolerate life here as it is. No more.
And then I look at my job situation. There are no jobs I can get in Austin. I'm still willing to do minimum wage work, but at 27, with several years of tech experience under my belt, I'd like to get something I can live on. Dad constantly bombards me with "Why don't you go back to school?" "Why don't you get in the medical field? The TeeVee says it's booming" "Why don't you change your name back. You know that it's holding you back." My mother blames me for everything. And I can't get out.
Several of my friends have basically told me to go with the flow, just let things go and you'll find a way out. The way out that presents itself most often is one I'd rather not pursue...but I'm getting the message. I will ignore it for a few more months. If it gets bad...well...go with what presents itself to you - no matter how bad.
SOMEBODY GIVE ME A JOB SO I CAN STOP BEING THE FREAKSHOW AT MY PARENT'S CIRCUS! PLEASE!!!!!
"Mother used to say 'if you want, you'll find a way.'/But she never danced through fireshowers."
