So I went to the library today. Books are mysterious. You can't really tell who people are by what they read, but you can tell what their innermost thoughts which drew them to a certain book.
I checked out JavaScript for Dummies. Finished the HTML book and am progressing on to greater heights with this webpage making business. Maya Angelou in pictures. She came to our university and some people got to see her give a lecture. Watership Down on tape. My mind's going to the bunnies.
The Dance of Anger. One of those self-help books I try not to get. Sometimes my mom just trys to tick me off. Then she laughs about it. The irony is that she doesn't herself know that she does this, so she feels innocent. So I'm basically with this big, willful child whom I cannot control for the life of me who's belligerently questioning and critizing me. We end up afraid of each other's shadows.
Lastly, a novel, Ben, In the World, and Love Poems. Going on about my mom, she's has a carefully crafted vision of herself as perfect. She often points out other people whom she wishes I were like. She says she hates me, Megan. She doesn't really exist. Do you understand what I mean by that? Like the person who is evil, crude and childish in her doesn't really exist. Like it's her fallback person that she becomes when things don't go well. She becomes a solid, unclimbable wall, an unpentatrable fortress.
So I hate her. And I believe it's unhealthy to hate others, at least for long periods of time. At the most, I don't trust her. It's frustrating, because I don't want my world to consist of the love-hate relationship I have with my mother. But her relationship with me takes up her whole world. It fills it and expands my every move out of proportion, making me the target of critisism.
I know I could do better. I know I could garner her respect and love by being better than I am. I cannot do that without other people around me who give respect. There are times where I cannot stand being who I am. That's when I turn to Maya. And love poems. And the Tao-Te-Ching. And calling friends. And buying flowers, even though I cannot afford them. I am a mess and I feel like my mother makes me a garbage dump instead of embracing my differences, she must judge and critize and burn me until I am nothing but ashes.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Vitamins in My Cabinet
There are a ton of vitamins sitting placidly, as normal vitamins should, (I would be afraid if they were bouncing around) in one of the dusty top shelves in our kitchen. I thought it would be interesting to find out what each vitamin does and which ones I should or shouldn't take.
With no further ado, I present Vitamin C. In one of the larger bottles, instead of being the usual colorful orange, they are a dusky brown. On the bottle, it describes the vitamin as protecting the bodies cells from potential damage and enhancing the immune system. We could all use a boost to the immunie system. I found on Wikipedia the even greater benefits of The V-C. It acts as a co-enzyme in the body working with collegen, which I'm sure you've heard is important to the health of your skin, teeth, and bones. It affects the bodies processing of dopamine, noradrenaline, and adrinaline, which keep you energized and happy. There's also something you may not know about-Vitamin C affects carnitine, an enzyme that helps with energy transfer in the mitochondria.
Also found in our medicine cabinet is the Vitamin E. Labeled "Heart and Circulation," this product is recommended to help boost the immune system and reputed to maintain a healthy heart. Wikipedia states Vitamin E is a powerful antioxidant, which stops free radicals which may cause harm to the body in the form of heart disease and cancer.
Collecting dust unopened in that corner of the house is "Stess B-Complex," containing Vitamin C and Zinc, the suppliment which looks the newest and freshest and of which I'd probably pop a few. The bottle claims along with reducing stress that it's vitamins help convert food into energy, is essential to growth and development and aids in immune defense. Vitamin B's are actually a range of different pieces to the organic puzzle: including thiamine and riboflavin. Several of these vitamins are reputed to boost immune response, maintain healthy skin and muscles, boost metabolism, and promote cell growth and division. A lack in these vitamins results in several different maladies. So make sure you get your B's!
Along with these vitamins, there's Zinc and Iron suppliments. Zinc and Iron, you can find on the periodic table so what are they doing mixed with vitamins? Zinc is naturally produced in the body, the forebrain taking the lead in production, as an activator of certian enzymes. From the NIH's Office of Dietary Suppliments we have a disscussion of Iron as essential in transport of oxygen in the blood. Without iron no oxygen could get to your blood cells so it's an important part of a healthy diet.
Others which could be labeled suppliments, rather than vitamins are cod liver oil, L-Tyrosine, Ginkgo/Gotu Kola, Bone Meal, and Echinacea complex. Those vitamins are best left to another day.
For now I think I'll start taking the B-Vitamin Stress complex and see if I notice any changes in energy and skin tone. We have all these vitamins and no-one every uses them, so I'll take a step into the coals for once and use myself as a vitamin guinea pig.
With no further ado, I present Vitamin C. In one of the larger bottles, instead of being the usual colorful orange, they are a dusky brown. On the bottle, it describes the vitamin as protecting the bodies cells from potential damage and enhancing the immune system. We could all use a boost to the immunie system. I found on Wikipedia the even greater benefits of The V-C. It acts as a co-enzyme in the body working with collegen, which I'm sure you've heard is important to the health of your skin, teeth, and bones. It affects the bodies processing of dopamine, noradrenaline, and adrinaline, which keep you energized and happy. There's also something you may not know about-Vitamin C affects carnitine, an enzyme that helps with energy transfer in the mitochondria.
Also found in our medicine cabinet is the Vitamin E. Labeled "Heart and Circulation," this product is recommended to help boost the immune system and reputed to maintain a healthy heart. Wikipedia states Vitamin E is a powerful antioxidant, which stops free radicals which may cause harm to the body in the form of heart disease and cancer.
Collecting dust unopened in that corner of the house is "Stess B-Complex," containing Vitamin C and Zinc, the suppliment which looks the newest and freshest and of which I'd probably pop a few. The bottle claims along with reducing stress that it's vitamins help convert food into energy, is essential to growth and development and aids in immune defense. Vitamin B's are actually a range of different pieces to the organic puzzle: including thiamine and riboflavin. Several of these vitamins are reputed to boost immune response, maintain healthy skin and muscles, boost metabolism, and promote cell growth and division. A lack in these vitamins results in several different maladies. So make sure you get your B's!
Along with these vitamins, there's Zinc and Iron suppliments. Zinc and Iron, you can find on the periodic table so what are they doing mixed with vitamins? Zinc is naturally produced in the body, the forebrain taking the lead in production, as an activator of certian enzymes. From the NIH's Office of Dietary Suppliments we have a disscussion of Iron as essential in transport of oxygen in the blood. Without iron no oxygen could get to your blood cells so it's an important part of a healthy diet.
Others which could be labeled suppliments, rather than vitamins are cod liver oil, L-Tyrosine, Ginkgo/Gotu Kola, Bone Meal, and Echinacea complex. Those vitamins are best left to another day.
For now I think I'll start taking the B-Vitamin Stress complex and see if I notice any changes in energy and skin tone. We have all these vitamins and no-one every uses them, so I'll take a step into the coals for once and use myself as a vitamin guinea pig.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Happiness as Energy
Do you think true happiness really exists? Perhaps there are only degrees, like with absolute zero. Absolute zero where a molecule stops moving altogether and is frozen with absolutely no movement of the atoms has not been able to be found. So is absolute happiness, with no fear or hate or desire coming in the way possible? Or is it, like temperature, just degrees of happiness.
Is happiness based on a a heirarchy of needs, like Maslow's or is it more elusive than such? Happiness one of those vauge and ever-changing ideas that we use to express certain feelings that we have, certain emotions.
There is not much done in the way of mixing physics with psychics, the concrete world connected with the abstract. So what if you considered emotions as energy? For example, hate energy and love energy. Energy, according to Einstien is mc2. The m standing for mass and the c standing for the speed of light in a vaccumn. So if emotions have produce a certain energy within us, as often described with people feeling that they have more or less energy, then they must mave a mass. Of course this could be considered nutritional science. But why do some people get depressed while others stay mentally healthy? There must be some sort of emotional weight they are carrying.
While there may not be an answer to these questions now, the future is bright for those searching for a new and different way of looking at things.
Is happiness based on a a heirarchy of needs, like Maslow's or is it more elusive than such? Happiness one of those vauge and ever-changing ideas that we use to express certain feelings that we have, certain emotions.
There is not much done in the way of mixing physics with psychics, the concrete world connected with the abstract. So what if you considered emotions as energy? For example, hate energy and love energy. Energy, according to Einstien is mc2. The m standing for mass and the c standing for the speed of light in a vaccumn. So if emotions have produce a certain energy within us, as often described with people feeling that they have more or less energy, then they must mave a mass. Of course this could be considered nutritional science. But why do some people get depressed while others stay mentally healthy? There must be some sort of emotional weight they are carrying.
While there may not be an answer to these questions now, the future is bright for those searching for a new and different way of looking at things.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Bag Lady?
There's a red dust storm covering Arlington. The news says it's from West Texas. I say it's from hell because of it's milky red appearance. The wind blows strong and coughs up dust with each gust. Where did this come from and when will it go remains to be seen, but I bet tonight will have a killer sunset.
Went into the Dollar Tree today. Gosh, they have everything, from light bulbs to flower bulbs, from kiddie makeup to little chairs. That's right, like on Grey's Anatomy last night, you can buy furniture for only a dollar. I sort of feel like the bag lady when I go in there. Muttering happily to myself and exclaiming over certain amusing artifacts buried amonst the rubble. If I'm to keep up this "path of the bums" way I'm going, i.e. bumming off my mom, then I'll certainly need to keep up with the ways of the world of bums, hence, the bag lady.
What 3 things do you need to know to be a bag lady? Well first is bags. You must have bags slung around your body at all times, because if you don't, well, you're just a lady.
Shopping carts from local grocery stores also add to the bag lady's accoutrements. If you can't find a shopping cart, use an old cardboard box that you pull around on a string tied through a hole in the box. Mutter at the box as if it is a pet. If boxes are hard to find, there's always bags.
A personal bag lady favorite is mutterings and although it's more of a religious freak's duty, there's always the bag lady that wants to pass on wisdom of the coming plauge or end of the world.
The third thing: to be a bag lady, coping skills are a must, as it's not an easy job. People often stare at you and at times naughty boys throw rotten fruit. There are many trash bags and cans to explore so let your curiosity get the best of you. Best of luck to you with your bag lady explorations.
Went into the Dollar Tree today. Gosh, they have everything, from light bulbs to flower bulbs, from kiddie makeup to little chairs. That's right, like on Grey's Anatomy last night, you can buy furniture for only a dollar. I sort of feel like the bag lady when I go in there. Muttering happily to myself and exclaiming over certain amusing artifacts buried amonst the rubble. If I'm to keep up this "path of the bums" way I'm going, i.e. bumming off my mom, then I'll certainly need to keep up with the ways of the world of bums, hence, the bag lady.
What 3 things do you need to know to be a bag lady? Well first is bags. You must have bags slung around your body at all times, because if you don't, well, you're just a lady.
Shopping carts from local grocery stores also add to the bag lady's accoutrements. If you can't find a shopping cart, use an old cardboard box that you pull around on a string tied through a hole in the box. Mutter at the box as if it is a pet. If boxes are hard to find, there's always bags.
A personal bag lady favorite is mutterings and although it's more of a religious freak's duty, there's always the bag lady that wants to pass on wisdom of the coming plauge or end of the world.
The third thing: to be a bag lady, coping skills are a must, as it's not an easy job. People often stare at you and at times naughty boys throw rotten fruit. There are many trash bags and cans to explore so let your curiosity get the best of you. Best of luck to you with your bag lady explorations.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Happiness
Today I started to wage a war against unhappiness. Like Dove's campaign for "real beauty," I began a campaign for "real happiness." Real happiness is elusive and vauge. Mysterious and unkind to most. Is it power, money, love? For the one thing which most people spend thier lives searching for no one definition reignes supreme.
Oprah's friend said to write down what you don't want and the opposite of what you don't want is what will make you happy. So for example, I don't want to hate my mom equals having a relationship with my mom that's on an even keel, where neither of us takes advantage of the other. That's what will make me happy. But how many times an ideal thought is made but not processed to the heart. Sometimes we need to digest before we are able to make use of the ideas we eat.
So real happiness to me was doing the dishes today. They were piled up, nasty caked-on towers of grubbiness and I prepared the water, washed them, and dried and put them away. Then I watched "A Happy Accident."
Happiness is simplicity and peace in the midst of chaos. So today, simple things made me happy and the same can be true of yourself. Do some simple strethcs and go for a run. Talk to your best friend and open yourself up more to them. Trust someone. Don't let the failures in your life get you down. Instead stay busy and enjoy every moment.
Oprah's friend said to write down what you don't want and the opposite of what you don't want is what will make you happy. So for example, I don't want to hate my mom equals having a relationship with my mom that's on an even keel, where neither of us takes advantage of the other. That's what will make me happy. But how many times an ideal thought is made but not processed to the heart. Sometimes we need to digest before we are able to make use of the ideas we eat.
So real happiness to me was doing the dishes today. They were piled up, nasty caked-on towers of grubbiness and I prepared the water, washed them, and dried and put them away. Then I watched "A Happy Accident."
Happiness is simplicity and peace in the midst of chaos. So today, simple things made me happy and the same can be true of yourself. Do some simple strethcs and go for a run. Talk to your best friend and open yourself up more to them. Trust someone. Don't let the failures in your life get you down. Instead stay busy and enjoy every moment.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
HTML, Ellen, and Oprah
The HTML and XHTML: Step by Step although not belonging to the fiction category has a tendency to leave one in suspense. I've been reading it and finally we get to the frames category of writing webpages and they aren't even used in XHTML. However, I may find out what the elusive star means, which I've seen used on several webpages already. Forms has come out and now I now how to make optional buttons and dropdown boxes. Really, I'm lucky to have a library to go to to find out all this stuff.
Have I gotten anything done in the finding extra jobs department? No. I have, nevertheless, watched Ellen and Oprah. I now know that Ellen will be hosting the Oscars, has been tweezed and tanned and tummy-tucked for the Oscars. And that she will tell us all about it when all the flippant or thoughtful, wonderous or banal, starlit comments are said and done. On Oprah, I got a first-hand account of a child molestee and directions for inviting my governor and senator to lay down the law on such evil practises. "Evil" is the word he used to describe sodomy, I believe, and as scary as that word today is to use, I think in this context it can be used appropriately. So I've been learning useful things, I hope, even if they won't get me off the ground financially they pay back the spiritual debt in my being.
So learning my website craft and watching television was how I spent my day. It's not one that will live in famousy or infamy. Just another day.
Have I gotten anything done in the finding extra jobs department? No. I have, nevertheless, watched Ellen and Oprah. I now know that Ellen will be hosting the Oscars, has been tweezed and tanned and tummy-tucked for the Oscars. And that she will tell us all about it when all the flippant or thoughtful, wonderous or banal, starlit comments are said and done. On Oprah, I got a first-hand account of a child molestee and directions for inviting my governor and senator to lay down the law on such evil practises. "Evil" is the word he used to describe sodomy, I believe, and as scary as that word today is to use, I think in this context it can be used appropriately. So I've been learning useful things, I hope, even if they won't get me off the ground financially they pay back the spiritual debt in my being.
So learning my website craft and watching television was how I spent my day. It's not one that will live in famousy or infamy. Just another day.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
The Figures
Here's the figures. I sent a total of $361.66 worth of debt to the debtors today. $211.66 of it to school loans and $150.00 to Seton Shoal Creek Hospital. 50$ went to my mom to help pay for utilities, leaving me with a round balance of $0.16 in my bank account.
My main sources of income right now are my job and my dad with some writing jobs on the side. What I can still do to further increase my chances of getting out of debt are to either take on another job or increase my abilities with my online writing jobs. Before I get another job, I want to be comfortable in the job I am right now. So that's one milestone. Right now, I feel not at ease with the managers and sometimes with those who work there. Once my anxiety about my current job is taken care of, then I can consider starting another one.
Also on my writing jobs, I think being part of a team of writers would improve my ability to get a job. I could advertise on www.getafreelancer.com and expand my contacts. This will take time and energy and effort, some of which I don't have after a long day on the job. It will take consideration and flexibility to work with others which I'm not sure I currently possess. Perhaps after I start to feel comfortable in my own job and have obtained Microsoft Software which is near to essential considering it's speedy spell-checking capabilities will I start to make a team of writers or even website writers or graphic designers.
Those are my options for paying my debt for now. There's also some consideration that if I apply Cigna insurance to my bills I may not have to pay any of the portion, thus getting money back from the hospitals.
My main sources of income right now are my job and my dad with some writing jobs on the side. What I can still do to further increase my chances of getting out of debt are to either take on another job or increase my abilities with my online writing jobs. Before I get another job, I want to be comfortable in the job I am right now. So that's one milestone. Right now, I feel not at ease with the managers and sometimes with those who work there. Once my anxiety about my current job is taken care of, then I can consider starting another one.
Also on my writing jobs, I think being part of a team of writers would improve my ability to get a job. I could advertise on www.getafreelancer.com and expand my contacts. This will take time and energy and effort, some of which I don't have after a long day on the job. It will take consideration and flexibility to work with others which I'm not sure I currently possess. Perhaps after I start to feel comfortable in my own job and have obtained Microsoft Software which is near to essential considering it's speedy spell-checking capabilities will I start to make a team of writers or even website writers or graphic designers.
Those are my options for paying my debt for now. There's also some consideration that if I apply Cigna insurance to my bills I may not have to pay any of the portion, thus getting money back from the hospitals.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Ruddy Green Wall
Ruddy green wall
I stare.
It stares back.
Reflecting it's color on me
Sending a message
From my eyes
To my brain
Whispering "Life, life!"
Again I see
And am a little afraid.
I stare.
It stares back.
Reflecting it's color on me
Sending a message
From my eyes
To my brain
Whispering "Life, life!"
Again I see
And am a little afraid.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Lettuce Chunks or Bites?
It is hits us all: young, old, black, white, and purple-in-the-face from laughing too hard. Lettuce pieces which are too large. That's why I cut my lettuce less than an inch thick. Have to start thinking of the consumer when you work the salad bar.
Keeping track of utensils is difficult. I think perhaps they get nicked by some of the customers, but come opening time there always seem to be enough to go around.
So that's the extent of my day at Chunk E. Cheese. Make up the salad bar, prep vegetables, stay out of the scary managers' way. Then make sure all the crocks are filled, while cleaning the salad bar and helping anyone with forks and knifes and to-go boxes. Filling the salad bar with more ice. Sweeping. I take pride in my work, simple though it may be. And if it enables me to get out of debt faster, amen to it.
Keeping track of utensils is difficult. I think perhaps they get nicked by some of the customers, but come opening time there always seem to be enough to go around.
So that's the extent of my day at Chunk E. Cheese. Make up the salad bar, prep vegetables, stay out of the scary managers' way. Then make sure all the crocks are filled, while cleaning the salad bar and helping anyone with forks and knifes and to-go boxes. Filling the salad bar with more ice. Sweeping. I take pride in my work, simple though it may be. And if it enables me to get out of debt faster, amen to it.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Face In the Subway
Dated 01/11/07
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
I behold you, still, snowflake
in a snowstorm that has
already fallen.
Bit of machinery in a ticking
timepiece; the "i" before the "e."
My spirit lingers triumphantly
claiming this patch of land next to yours.
You never notice me whispering seeds
To you; moss in a precipice
Followed down a rabbit hole
Keep looking so lost, while I have found.
When will you recognize
me, you're the steam engine,
The coal for your fire
I strike a match for a cigarette
And you are gone.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
I behold you, still, snowflake
in a snowstorm that has
already fallen.
Bit of machinery in a ticking
timepiece; the "i" before the "e."
My spirit lingers triumphantly
claiming this patch of land next to yours.
You never notice me whispering seeds
To you; moss in a precipice
Followed down a rabbit hole
Keep looking so lost, while I have found.
When will you recognize
me, you're the steam engine,
The coal for your fire
I strike a match for a cigarette
And you are gone.
Search for Rhyme and Reason
Just home from depositing a check received from Chunk E. Cheeses. My very first paycheck; $292.54. $7 of the check went to buy girl scout cookies, and about $8.50 to rent a couple of movies. The rest to pay off my school loan, which is late, and very urgent, being due on the 28th of each month. Right now I'm mailing in the payments and oh, it is so sweet. Not sweet like a cookie or cake, with a short high and then the drop, but the sweetness of a well-done steak, chewy and thick in the mouth, with a lingering aftertaste and feeling of well-being.
So I've taken a few steps on my journey out of debt. Sometimes I feel like Milo in The Magic Tollbooth beside me a distractor with infinite number of vegetables to place in the salad bar to feed an infinite number of stomaches on my search for Rhyme and Reason. But to escape the salad bar and malingering managers now would mean certain financial doom. So I suck it up and believe what Oprah says, "Mediocrity always attacks excellence" and "Forgiveness is when you thank the person for the experience." These few tidbits have sustained me when generally I would rather have crumbled. Just having faith in general sustains us. So I am alive and paying my debts.
So I've taken a few steps on my journey out of debt. Sometimes I feel like Milo in The Magic Tollbooth beside me a distractor with infinite number of vegetables to place in the salad bar to feed an infinite number of stomaches on my search for Rhyme and Reason. But to escape the salad bar and malingering managers now would mean certain financial doom. So I suck it up and believe what Oprah says, "Mediocrity always attacks excellence" and "Forgiveness is when you thank the person for the experience." These few tidbits have sustained me when generally I would rather have crumbled. Just having faith in general sustains us. So I am alive and paying my debts.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
A Tribute to Little Big Brothers
Today is the day my little big brother was born. A cold Febrary night it was. My first memories of him are probably of him crying before we went to school in the mornings. He was a good, solid cryer and those wailings will haunt me. In any case, he grew and grew regardless of the heaps of punishments upon him from two older sisters. He and I share survivorship of a messy divorce and the years following.
He used to hate it when I called him "little" brother, so I've dubbed him the big little brother, for all the "big brothering" he has done for me. There were times when I'm sure I didn't deserve it, but he still allowed me into his domain to share his anime with me. Those were special times and he always seems to have a certain big brotherly charm with his two older sisters, treating us with a mix of confused respect and tender caring. I certainly would not be where I am today without certain well-placed comments from him.
I think he was the first one in my family to show me how to treat someone with respect. By almost forcing my mom and me to give him privacy and space to breath in a troubled household he showed me that you can gain what you desire with hard work and a listening mind. Though they were some rocky years, I still respect and admire him very much. So let's give three cheers for the brother's in our lives and what they have done for us.
He used to hate it when I called him "little" brother, so I've dubbed him the big little brother, for all the "big brothering" he has done for me. There were times when I'm sure I didn't deserve it, but he still allowed me into his domain to share his anime with me. Those were special times and he always seems to have a certain big brotherly charm with his two older sisters, treating us with a mix of confused respect and tender caring. I certainly would not be where I am today without certain well-placed comments from him.
I think he was the first one in my family to show me how to treat someone with respect. By almost forcing my mom and me to give him privacy and space to breath in a troubled household he showed me that you can gain what you desire with hard work and a listening mind. Though they were some rocky years, I still respect and admire him very much. So let's give three cheers for the brother's in our lives and what they have done for us.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Eating Disorders and Fear
I like bread. And candy. And I've been eating more than my usual share. I almost can't help myself. Eating disorders effect more than 90% of the population. Don't ask me where I got that statistic, I made it up. But seriously, when are we going to stop asking food or the lack thereof to make up for our serious lack in social life? The answer is now. Now, on this holiday of all when single women's bodies beg us to buy ourselves a huge box of chocolates and sit in bed watching TV and eating all in the box. Now, before bread's crumbling masses digests into yellow, creamy fat. Now, take the time to look at yourself and ask if you are begging food to have control over your life. Now.
Does food own you? I say no. You own food. So who has the control, you or the food? You. Next time you're feeling low don't go into that kitchen or stop eating altogether. You have control of not only the food, but of your life. Call a friend, take a ride on a bike, journal a little. Try something else to fill you up besides empty calories.
Talk a little. Talk is like soul food. If you don't talk, you'll be empty. Don't hang out with people who just want you to listen to them, the soul-suckers. You'll be dry and empty within the day. Instead spend time with friends who like to listen, who enjoy a chat and a little laughter.
Don't be afraid. Fear is the worst emptier. You eat fear and division happens. You eat hope and multiplication is produced. So use that fear to prod you on to new heights. Let it drip, drip, drip in an IV bag near your bed. It may be feeding you, but it's not a part of you. You are not fear.
So I leave you with these PSAs this holiday season. Happy Valentine's everyone!
Does food own you? I say no. You own food. So who has the control, you or the food? You. Next time you're feeling low don't go into that kitchen or stop eating altogether. You have control of not only the food, but of your life. Call a friend, take a ride on a bike, journal a little. Try something else to fill you up besides empty calories.
Talk a little. Talk is like soul food. If you don't talk, you'll be empty. Don't hang out with people who just want you to listen to them, the soul-suckers. You'll be dry and empty within the day. Instead spend time with friends who like to listen, who enjoy a chat and a little laughter.
Don't be afraid. Fear is the worst emptier. You eat fear and division happens. You eat hope and multiplication is produced. So use that fear to prod you on to new heights. Let it drip, drip, drip in an IV bag near your bed. It may be feeding you, but it's not a part of you. You are not fear.
So I leave you with these PSAs this holiday season. Happy Valentine's everyone!
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
A Bit of Liquid
My nostrils sting
A little juice of brain and body
drips solomnly out
as if to say,
"You've had a day of it, haven't you?
That last sadness was too great for your
solid strength. Now where did I put my head?"
And after visiting hours with the drip
are over, and all's said and done
with a plucked tissue.
And there's a bit of bliss
that life's pain does not pass me by,
I feel, and breathe, and drip,
Therefore I am alive.
A little juice of brain and body
drips solomnly out
as if to say,
"You've had a day of it, haven't you?
That last sadness was too great for your
solid strength. Now where did I put my head?"
And after visiting hours with the drip
are over, and all's said and done
with a plucked tissue.
And there's a bit of bliss
that life's pain does not pass me by,
I feel, and breathe, and drip,
Therefore I am alive.
Websites and Life
After learning some HTML, I'm making a practise website for meself. (Yes, sometimes I talk like a leprechan.) The website is very basic. A heading, my name; several links detailing my hobbies and education consist of the site. I'm using a table and some of the links are all the way on the other side of the page, I even used a colspan argument so I'm not sure why the cells aren't merging and balancing themselves. Perhaps I shouldn't use a table though I've heard they make things easier. I could compare this site to my life. I have basic knowledge to make it. A handbook is with me where ever I go. I just have to either take the time to learn the material, because certain sides of me get slanted sometimes or certain details need tweaking.
How will website manipulation help me on my quest out of debt? Well, there's plenty of freelance jobs on the internet which request help with their websites. If I can learn how to make websites, there will be installed in me a skill which I may use to make money.
Other than that, I work Wed, 8-2, Fri, 6-close, Sat and Sun, 8-4.
How will website manipulation help me on my quest out of debt? Well, there's plenty of freelance jobs on the internet which request help with their websites. If I can learn how to make websites, there will be installed in me a skill which I may use to make money.
Other than that, I work Wed, 8-2, Fri, 6-close, Sat and Sun, 8-4.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Horoscopes and Just Keep Swimming
My mysterious Scorpio horoscope states that the moon is in my 2nd house of money. This means I should be cautious concerning finances, but horoscopes are so ambiguous, it's difficult to get a straight answer out of them, similar to the eight-ball. The answer is what? NOT RIGHT NOW. Which sucks.
So how are my finances doing? Alright. I don't know when we get checks and it's driving me crazy. Can't wait to get paid and to see the fruit of my labors.
Went into the dollar store today and scoped the place out. Bought some candy and a candle which is burning on the dining room table. It's a great place for cheap gifts, party favors, and sunglasses. I still don't know if this manager job is for me, though. I seem to have trouble asking people stuff that has been on my mind for a long time. Taking my opportunities. They just zoom on by, and I watch mesmerized. How do I change this? Plunge. Plunge in and "just keep swimming" like Dory on Finding Nemo. And don't look back. If you don't think backwards then there will be no regrets. There can be some quiet and useful recollection, such as demonstrated here, but anything more than that is simply regrets.
So how are my finances doing? Alright. I don't know when we get checks and it's driving me crazy. Can't wait to get paid and to see the fruit of my labors.
Went into the dollar store today and scoped the place out. Bought some candy and a candle which is burning on the dining room table. It's a great place for cheap gifts, party favors, and sunglasses. I still don't know if this manager job is for me, though. I seem to have trouble asking people stuff that has been on my mind for a long time. Taking my opportunities. They just zoom on by, and I watch mesmerized. How do I change this? Plunge. Plunge in and "just keep swimming" like Dory on Finding Nemo. And don't look back. If you don't think backwards then there will be no regrets. There can be some quiet and useful recollection, such as demonstrated here, but anything more than that is simply regrets.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Against the Tiger
Banners unfurled, ropes taunt to the wind
Thirty men fighting strong
Against the tiger.
Beat against the drum
Time to come along and bear up arms
Against the tiger.
Down you and come with us,
Across stream and river, pulsing
Drive we the tiger.
Marching feet and clanging shields
Dancing or fighting?
Against the tiger.
Down and up and down and up,
Brave men and courageous,
Against the tiger.
Who is it, mysterious and drawn
Lean and muscular
Who is the tiger.
Any enemy that's done us wrong,
Imagined or real foe
That's just the tiger.
Thirty men fighting strong
Against the tiger.
Beat against the drum
Time to come along and bear up arms
Against the tiger.
Down you and come with us,
Across stream and river, pulsing
Drive we the tiger.
Marching feet and clanging shields
Dancing or fighting?
Against the tiger.
Down and up and down and up,
Brave men and courageous,
Against the tiger.
Who is it, mysterious and drawn
Lean and muscular
Who is the tiger.
Any enemy that's done us wrong,
Imagined or real foe
That's just the tiger.
Chuck E. For President
Barak Obama is definitely making a bid for the presidency of the United States. It's comforting and I relish the fact which everyone loves to gossip about but isn't adamately discussed by him in his speeches: he is black. What does it mean for us to even have someone bid for the democratic side of the presidency and be black? It means there's a spirit in all of us. That we all have a part in some amazing subconsious mind and there's equality in all. This equality is regardless of some outward physical part. And there's no need to name it. Just to revel in it's rich, sumptutous goodness.
I believe I tapped into this subconscious today when I became part of a birthday party. At Chuck E Cheeses, the place where a kid can be a kid, we have numerous parties. It just so happened that the employee who was playing Chuck E mysteriously became painfully aware of her age. After trying the suit on and dancing vigerously around I realized how humans aren't meant to be cartoon characters. They just don't have the giant feet and three-fingered hands or the giant awkward head. The suit just heats up in that environment. Of course, you and I know it's because of all the children's love, their warm-hearted subconscious and not just cause of the suit. Seriously, I almost felt like the pied piper, with kids clamoring to hug me. I even managed to make Chuck E look like he was laughing, a feat not that hard to do, but amusing, nevertheless.
I have to keep telling myself...this job is just a hurdle. If I don't, I might go mad. Alot of the people who work there are just plain rude. They've got this 'tude. Like "You're not the boss of me, and I'm going to tell you what, nigga'." And I don't need that. So I do my work quietly and burn a little in the cheeks to make sure things get done. The mexicans are the nicest people there. Always smiling and chattering away in Spanish. Entiendo this and a ves that.
I miss my job at Subway. All the people there were considerate most of the time and there was usually customers coming and going, enough to keep us busy. I also miss the employees: Liz, one of the managers was always chatting to me and acting friendly in a non-threatening sort of way.
So. Just a hurdle. They're hiring for managers at the Dollar Store, right next to Chuck E Cheeses. What does it take to be a manager? I suppose you must have people skills: hiring people, firing people, and motivational speaking. Other than that, managers seem to need to be able to make schedules and work time sheets out. A manager may order supplies for the store when needed, and often they handle the money. What is usually required for a manager? Previous managerial experience or a degree is desirable. So who do I think I am to be qualified for all this? That's the question I ask myself. Who do I think I am to be working two jobs? Do I have the stamina? Do I have the karma?
I believe I tapped into this subconscious today when I became part of a birthday party. At Chuck E Cheeses, the place where a kid can be a kid, we have numerous parties. It just so happened that the employee who was playing Chuck E mysteriously became painfully aware of her age. After trying the suit on and dancing vigerously around I realized how humans aren't meant to be cartoon characters. They just don't have the giant feet and three-fingered hands or the giant awkward head. The suit just heats up in that environment. Of course, you and I know it's because of all the children's love, their warm-hearted subconscious and not just cause of the suit. Seriously, I almost felt like the pied piper, with kids clamoring to hug me. I even managed to make Chuck E look like he was laughing, a feat not that hard to do, but amusing, nevertheless.
I have to keep telling myself...this job is just a hurdle. If I don't, I might go mad. Alot of the people who work there are just plain rude. They've got this 'tude. Like "You're not the boss of me, and I'm going to tell you what, nigga'." And I don't need that. So I do my work quietly and burn a little in the cheeks to make sure things get done. The mexicans are the nicest people there. Always smiling and chattering away in Spanish. Entiendo this and a ves that.
I miss my job at Subway. All the people there were considerate most of the time and there was usually customers coming and going, enough to keep us busy. I also miss the employees: Liz, one of the managers was always chatting to me and acting friendly in a non-threatening sort of way.
So. Just a hurdle. They're hiring for managers at the Dollar Store, right next to Chuck E Cheeses. What does it take to be a manager? I suppose you must have people skills: hiring people, firing people, and motivational speaking. Other than that, managers seem to need to be able to make schedules and work time sheets out. A manager may order supplies for the store when needed, and often they handle the money. What is usually required for a manager? Previous managerial experience or a degree is desirable. So who do I think I am to be qualified for all this? That's the question I ask myself. Who do I think I am to be working two jobs? Do I have the stamina? Do I have the karma?
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Communication and Empathy
Fatah and Hamas are agreeable today. They pledged to hold a summit and not finish until some agreement was made. If only everything was that simple. This is governmental and as governments are for the people they should have to agree on some terms to keep the people safe and regardless of any religious partitioning. And that's what Ismail Hamyia and Khaled Meshal are doing. They will be going over how to divide the ministerial portfolios, how to reduce violence and they are also aiming towards recognizing Isreali tenaments of the law, which were not recognized by the Hamas group.
We really hope they can accomplish something. Before the problems seemed so vast and fighting so broadly spread over the region it seemed that nothing could be done. Will what these two leaders of different religious factions come to agreements about the goverment regardless of their opposing religious ideals? Will this be a leading factor in the fight against poverty, war, and bringing about peace in the Middle East? We surely believe so. When conditions for the people are that bad, things must have an upward outlook. There must be some sort of balancing factor. To bring about peace is something we look to do... not some cheap, glossed over type of peace, but a lasting one in which positive changes can take root.
So I go on today with hope because I believe in the "Butterfly Effect." I believe that each action and consequence thereof affects us all. And talk about effecting, my creditors and insurance companies have communication comparable to the previous relations between Fatah and Hamas. There is a bill to me for 700.00 because either the insurance company did not record denying the claim or because the EMS didn't send the claim. Either way all this paper trail will lead me to some hope. By my commmunication with the companies the situation will be resolved.
That's what the book, MLA Handbook for Writers of Research Papers involves, communication. I've been reading the book and am lost among punctuation, commas, plagerism and more. It's a lovely handbook. And I feel my writing has improved because of it. Communication is improved and my skills are honed. Details are less overlooked and commas are placed carefully instead of haphazardly. Palistinian and Isreali leaders could use one of these handbooks, in government, instead of writing. Of course, we're quick to judge. One must see oneself in a situation before one can discuss the reality of another's plight. And that's what communication is about, really. Empathy: the intellectual identification with or vicarious experiencing of the feelings, thoughts, or attitudes of another, as defined by dictionary.com. This empathy is what is needed today. In the Middle East, and starting with you, as my reader, and with me, as the writer. We can start a new trend and celebrate our differences.
We really hope they can accomplish something. Before the problems seemed so vast and fighting so broadly spread over the region it seemed that nothing could be done. Will what these two leaders of different religious factions come to agreements about the goverment regardless of their opposing religious ideals? Will this be a leading factor in the fight against poverty, war, and bringing about peace in the Middle East? We surely believe so. When conditions for the people are that bad, things must have an upward outlook. There must be some sort of balancing factor. To bring about peace is something we look to do... not some cheap, glossed over type of peace, but a lasting one in which positive changes can take root.
So I go on today with hope because I believe in the "Butterfly Effect." I believe that each action and consequence thereof affects us all. And talk about effecting, my creditors and insurance companies have communication comparable to the previous relations between Fatah and Hamas. There is a bill to me for 700.00 because either the insurance company did not record denying the claim or because the EMS didn't send the claim. Either way all this paper trail will lead me to some hope. By my commmunication with the companies the situation will be resolved.
That's what the book, MLA Handbook for Writers of Research Papers involves, communication. I've been reading the book and am lost among punctuation, commas, plagerism and more. It's a lovely handbook. And I feel my writing has improved because of it. Communication is improved and my skills are honed. Details are less overlooked and commas are placed carefully instead of haphazardly. Palistinian and Isreali leaders could use one of these handbooks, in government, instead of writing. Of course, we're quick to judge. One must see oneself in a situation before one can discuss the reality of another's plight. And that's what communication is about, really. Empathy: the intellectual identification with or vicarious experiencing of the feelings, thoughts, or attitudes of another, as defined by dictionary.com. This empathy is what is needed today. In the Middle East, and starting with you, as my reader, and with me, as the writer. We can start a new trend and celebrate our differences.
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Prayer Meetin' and Insurance Greetin'
I went to a prayer meeting tonight. It was kinda nice. Everyone was praying and singing and all sorts 'a enjoyin'. It's neat how they are there to get things done, to fight some spirital warfare, to conquer the beast, so to speak. Prayer always gets my blood pumping.
Before that interesting meeting, I was destitute and lonely, my mom having come home so frustrated that our insurance wouldn't cover some payments they already took care of because it wasn't my primary insurance. All sorts of complicated insurance stuff. Then afterwards I felt alright...kind of like floaty and full of air. Now I'm not into that spiritualist stuff, but it's kind of nice to let your heart rest easy.
Besides the insurance muck, I was going through some papers and found out that another one of my bills hasn't gone through either of my insurances so that's 350$ off my plate. What a relief.
This Talia woman, though. I'm not sure I want to work for her anymore. She requested that I rewrite some articles and wants them finished before tonight. I should have written her to say that I couldn't accomplish that in one night. I did write back and say I could have them by tommorrow, though. It's getting around bedtime, for me.
Good night ya'll and may your debts be paid.
Before that interesting meeting, I was destitute and lonely, my mom having come home so frustrated that our insurance wouldn't cover some payments they already took care of because it wasn't my primary insurance. All sorts of complicated insurance stuff. Then afterwards I felt alright...kind of like floaty and full of air. Now I'm not into that spiritualist stuff, but it's kind of nice to let your heart rest easy.
Besides the insurance muck, I was going through some papers and found out that another one of my bills hasn't gone through either of my insurances so that's 350$ off my plate. What a relief.
This Talia woman, though. I'm not sure I want to work for her anymore. She requested that I rewrite some articles and wants them finished before tonight. I should have written her to say that I couldn't accomplish that in one night. I did write back and say I could have them by tommorrow, though. It's getting around bedtime, for me.
Good night ya'll and may your debts be paid.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Lone Bill
I'm looking through my bills; something done to pass the time, and I find a bill from my psychologist that doesn't seem to have made it thru the checkpoints of either of my insurance companies. If I get that bill off my desk that's 350$ I don't have to pay.
What else have I been doing to aid my billish plight? Finished 5 articles today about blushing and excessive sweat, worth 3$ a piece. Now if that ailment ever occurs to me or some friends, I'll know plenty of therapies for the problem. People even go through lengths as far as surgery to be rid of excessive sweating and there are a lot of board postings which demonstrate the need for help for this condition. I say it's Texas, and we all sweat.
Besides that today, there was a lady astronaut caught from Texas attempting to attack another lady austronaut because of a love triangle between the two and another male astronaut. There is no condition on relationships in the Astronaut corps like there is in the military. Perhaps in this case, putting a hold on personal relationships would be wise.
In other news I work Friday night and Saturday and Sunday full days. I really need another job if I'm only working three days a week. So we'll see what the week produces.
What else have I been doing to aid my billish plight? Finished 5 articles today about blushing and excessive sweat, worth 3$ a piece. Now if that ailment ever occurs to me or some friends, I'll know plenty of therapies for the problem. People even go through lengths as far as surgery to be rid of excessive sweating and there are a lot of board postings which demonstrate the need for help for this condition. I say it's Texas, and we all sweat.
Besides that today, there was a lady astronaut caught from Texas attempting to attack another lady austronaut because of a love triangle between the two and another male astronaut. There is no condition on relationships in the Astronaut corps like there is in the military. Perhaps in this case, putting a hold on personal relationships would be wise.
In other news I work Friday night and Saturday and Sunday full days. I really need another job if I'm only working three days a week. So we'll see what the week produces.
Monday, February 5, 2007
Hyperhidrosis
In the midst of writing articles about hyperhidrosis. What is hyperhidrosis? Excessive sweating. Now, how I'm going to write three articles about that, I don't know. But I'm sure once I'm done, I'll never want to touch the subject at hand again.
Also eating one of my mother's concoctions. Homemade yogurt which is tasty with a little added vanilla extract added to the mix.
I work the weekends at Chuckie Cheeses it seems. So I have the week free to write silly little articles for websites who want content. There's two things I haven't accomplished that I wish to accomplish. Writing a song for Ryan and writing content for Bryan. They rhyme, oddly enough. Then there's that scarf. And purse. Maybe after I finish these articles tomorrow I will have time enough to regain my crafting ability and charge ahead with these projects. Well, walk carefully, at least.
Also eating one of my mother's concoctions. Homemade yogurt which is tasty with a little added vanilla extract added to the mix.
I work the weekends at Chuckie Cheeses it seems. So I have the week free to write silly little articles for websites who want content. There's two things I haven't accomplished that I wish to accomplish. Writing a song for Ryan and writing content for Bryan. They rhyme, oddly enough. Then there's that scarf. And purse. Maybe after I finish these articles tomorrow I will have time enough to regain my crafting ability and charge ahead with these projects. Well, walk carefully, at least.
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Fairies and I Will
I've got Chuckie dust on me. Being a part of the Chuckie crew and having to call the customers guests makes me a Chunkie Fairie. The people who have birthday parties call Chuckie up to do a presentation for them and throws tickets at the end. Sounds like a fairie job to me. I do my part at the salad bar and try not to be too embarrassed for my counterparts in costume. It might be fun for them, after all. Me, I'm happy with my carrots and lettuce.
Well, I'm not totally happy. My hours aren't that great. I got maybe 28 this week and pretty much the same next week. There's a dollar store right next to it that's hiring managers. I'm not sure they would hire me, I not being in a manager position before. On the other hand, there's no reason not to apply. Perhaps after this week, I'll consider applying there. The pay may be better and maybe I can pull off the two jobs thing.
Besides that, there's www.getafreelancer.com. I admit, I'm a little dismayed by what I see there. The writers who bid on a project often seem too experienced and I too little experienced to bid. However, there seems little to do but try. So that's what I'll be doing with my remaining days off work, bidding on several projects and maybe spending some time cleaning the house and working in the yard. Some positive affirmations: I will make my days profitable. I will be a positive-thinker. I will follow my goals to their conclusion. I will.
Well, I'm not totally happy. My hours aren't that great. I got maybe 28 this week and pretty much the same next week. There's a dollar store right next to it that's hiring managers. I'm not sure they would hire me, I not being in a manager position before. On the other hand, there's no reason not to apply. Perhaps after this week, I'll consider applying there. The pay may be better and maybe I can pull off the two jobs thing.
Besides that, there's www.getafreelancer.com. I admit, I'm a little dismayed by what I see there. The writers who bid on a project often seem too experienced and I too little experienced to bid. However, there seems little to do but try. So that's what I'll be doing with my remaining days off work, bidding on several projects and maybe spending some time cleaning the house and working in the yard. Some positive affirmations: I will make my days profitable. I will be a positive-thinker. I will follow my goals to their conclusion. I will.
Work Haiku
First a haiku about getting to work early in the morning.
Ringing ice chinking
A path through the sparkly
Frozen waterfall
Next a haiku about working in the salad bar.
Carrots, lettuce, ice
Cut one more vegetable
Ravenous eaters
Now a haiku about more work.
Cutting full oranges
Slicing through colored sunshine
Shiny wonder stars
Ringing ice chinking
A path through the sparkly
Frozen waterfall
Next a haiku about working in the salad bar.
Carrots, lettuce, ice
Cut one more vegetable
Ravenous eaters
Now a haiku about more work.
Cutting full oranges
Slicing through colored sunshine
Shiny wonder stars
Friday, February 2, 2007
Celebration and the Boob
My head is full of Grey's Anatomy. Toxic blood and viscious mothers with Alheimer's. And what is going on with Addison? That's what I'm sure everyone wants to know.
Last thing on everyone's mind is the superbowl. If I'm correct, the Superbowl is the playoff of playoffs, if not the sport of kings, surely for the sport of the general watching public. Ellen Degeneres whistles from her desk about the Bears and the Colts, and there are advertisments advertising advertisements for the Superbowl.
Hey, I say any reason to celebrate is fine by me. Celebration in all forms is encouraged. I'd celebrate any day: World Hello Day, November 21st, Hedgehog Day, the 2nd of February, and Laugh and Get Rich Day, February 8th. I wonder how you celebrate Hedgehog day, anyway. I'm worried it involves flamigos and cards.
Anywho, the Superbowl even has a comparable sport in fantasy realm. The World Cup of Quiddich in Harry Potter is celbrated with glee like I'm sure, many of our football fans do.
Personally, I'm just going to eat a good meal and watch as much football as my gluttonous mind can take. No decorations, no party. Just good clean TV watching, much like I'd do any other week, but different, set apart, because of this distinctive game and the lovely advertisements and half-time show. No-one, I'm sure forgets the infamous boob. I, myself, often think of the boob fondly, even though it was years ago. We know that boobs usually aren't shown on national TV, so it was a scandal which our Puritan nation does not soon forgive, much less forget. But it did give us a topic to gossip about for a time.
Good luck, lovies, have fun at your parties, don't eat too much snackies, you'll just have to work it off later.
Last thing on everyone's mind is the superbowl. If I'm correct, the Superbowl is the playoff of playoffs, if not the sport of kings, surely for the sport of the general watching public. Ellen Degeneres whistles from her desk about the Bears and the Colts, and there are advertisments advertising advertisements for the Superbowl.
Hey, I say any reason to celebrate is fine by me. Celebration in all forms is encouraged. I'd celebrate any day: World Hello Day, November 21st, Hedgehog Day, the 2nd of February, and Laugh and Get Rich Day, February 8th. I wonder how you celebrate Hedgehog day, anyway. I'm worried it involves flamigos and cards.
Anywho, the Superbowl even has a comparable sport in fantasy realm. The World Cup of Quiddich in Harry Potter is celbrated with glee like I'm sure, many of our football fans do.
Personally, I'm just going to eat a good meal and watch as much football as my gluttonous mind can take. No decorations, no party. Just good clean TV watching, much like I'd do any other week, but different, set apart, because of this distinctive game and the lovely advertisements and half-time show. No-one, I'm sure forgets the infamous boob. I, myself, often think of the boob fondly, even though it was years ago. We know that boobs usually aren't shown on national TV, so it was a scandal which our Puritan nation does not soon forgive, much less forget. But it did give us a topic to gossip about for a time.
Good luck, lovies, have fun at your parties, don't eat too much snackies, you'll just have to work it off later.
The Numbers
One of my bills doesn't need to be paid. That's 186.59 dollars off of my lap. I found out that they are still sending those bills in to the insurance and that the one they sent to me was a fluke. Now the least of my bills is 330.98$ for Seton Shoal Creek Hospital.
I received from my daddy, 150$, part of which will go to helping my mom, and part of which will go to paying my bills.
More good news is that after sending the invoice, Talia sent the payment of 37.50 by Paypal and I deposited the monies in my account on Thursday. She came through and I enjoyed working with her.
Now that I have an almost full-time job, I'm still thinking of more ways to make money. What could I do? There's either getting a second job, or getting more freelance writing jobs. I don't want to start a new job right away, because I'm not sure of my current work schedule yet. My schedule may prevent me from getting another job, so my best bet is freelance work. There's www.getafreelancer.com and www.online-writing-jobs.com. Both of these sites host ads for people needing copywriting, editing, and translating work done. What I can do with my free time is to check out these sites and bid on prospective clients.
I received from my daddy, 150$, part of which will go to helping my mom, and part of which will go to paying my bills.
More good news is that after sending the invoice, Talia sent the payment of 37.50 by Paypal and I deposited the monies in my account on Thursday. She came through and I enjoyed working with her.
Now that I have an almost full-time job, I'm still thinking of more ways to make money. What could I do? There's either getting a second job, or getting more freelance writing jobs. I don't want to start a new job right away, because I'm not sure of my current work schedule yet. My schedule may prevent me from getting another job, so my best bet is freelance work. There's www.getafreelancer.com and www.online-writing-jobs.com. Both of these sites host ads for people needing copywriting, editing, and translating work done. What I can do with my free time is to check out these sites and bid on prospective clients.
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