Dear Blog,
  Have you missed me?
Life has been a little insane, I am still waiting to find out what the new normal will be.

So far in the 21 days that have passed, I've moved twice, had 8 different room-mates.
 Worked 10 days outta 21, chased the dog down the street bare footed, broken up cat fights.
Gotten up at 7 am, and slept in till noon. Hung laundry on the line, and breathed in the fresh scent as I'm taking it down and folding it.
  I've had crazy wild goose hunt adventures with Mr.Darcy, bought 4 t-shirts for $10, taken a short but expensive cab ride. Seen Harry Potter, shopped till I dropped. Found the perfect pair of Puma's for a killer deal ($49.97) for the mister.
  Done church set up 3 times while wishing I had slept more. Ran the track at Field house in a minute. Played B-Ball twice, missed playing ultimate.
  Thought about finding a second job, walked to work in under 4 minutes. Dyed my hair a ginger red. Been hit on because of said hair once.
Got caught in the rain twice, had to wait twenty minutes for a bus home. 
Broken nails below the quick, and gotten bruises in strange places.
Watched more cable tv then I know is healthy, done yoga, and felt like I was going to pass out.
 Gone to the library and picked up books on money, knitting, crafts and Rhett Butler. 
I've missed you blogger, but I am living life to the fullest right now. It's summer, and I've got to seize the moments I have in Newfoundland. Because I never know when my time may be up.
   Your faithful friend
Mrs.Darci
PS. I've been composing posts in my head while I walk, someday I will actually put them on paper the internet.

Is it the weekend yet?

Mrs.4444
She is the genius who created this lovely day, which fits my style of blogging. You must go check out her blog!

EDIT: This post was written 07/07/09-- Did anyone actually read it??

 I have so many random things running through my head.. guess that's what happens when you pull awake-athon. Bad DARCI.
I made it through work alive and awake, and I am now feeling ill. Don't worry it's not contagious or degenerative. But with my mood right now I couldn't care less if it was H1N1. I so wish I could ask Ms.HipHop to put head phones on, but I am going to settle for a cuppa, a hot bath, and some over the counter narcotics pharmaceuticals, mixed with a Booster wrap and a book.


  I tried to punish myself for not sleeping this morning by walking to work.. I think I made it an 8th of the way and I met a bus at it's stop.. and all my will power dissolved. You know that quote "Do one thing that scares you" I thought someone was going to t bone the bus this morning, because he stopped way past the line and over the side walk..

Edit: Wishes do come true, Ms. HipHop has left the house, therefore the music has been silenced praise the Almighty
Now where was I going with this again?

So the bus... I caught the wrong one home. I had started to feel weak/faint and had put in 10 hours at work, so I thought "I'll grab the 7:15 home", which was actually early. This is a first in the history of the #3, I swear. Then he tells me that he doesn't go down my street because he is heading to the garage.. BOO.. it's lovely soft warm night, so I walk down my lovely cove rd, and I forgot to look how look it took walking at my snail pace. Anyways along the way this jerk wad guy in a black and orange, camarao/mustang 80's looking muscle car drives by, and as he gets a head he revs his engine, and immediately has to break after speeding up. I'm thinking "GEEEZ  did you have to be so immature, I have to breath that air now"
A few moments later I'm catching up to him parked at the curb and as I draw closer, what does he do? He revs his engine again, a few times, not only is it loud, I see the black exhaust poring out. I wanted to to flip him the bird as I walked by inches from his open passenger window, but of course that's not me, lady-like or what Jesus would do. So kept going, and ended up waving my hand in front of my face like he stank, mostly though so I could breath through the fumes. I don't think he would pass Air Care in Vancouver. Bye-Bye Beastly car exhaust.

Now was there anything else interesting... hmmm, most of it will end up in Friday Fragments so come back for that.

Oh yeah, if you read just leave a foot print in the comments.. AS IN I WAS HERE. I really feel like the people that I started writing this blog for don't care any more.. HELLO NORTH WEST COASTERS????????? I think I hear a response but don't let it be just my echo.

To answer the title, Yes, Yes it is Friday. But before you panic and try to figure what time zone I've moved too, It's my Friday meaning I get the next two days off and paid tonight. Yea for me.


Oh, I found an interesting bathing suit yesterday, but it would take some sewing to make it work for me. It was a combo of all the things I turn my nose up in a suit. 1 piece, polka dots, and halter. But it was very retro and cute, and it came down over my thighs covering my troublesome areas.

Grr, I think I waited to long for that bathe. Someone came home and went in there, and I hear the sounds of water running again.

When I wasn't on the phone today, I couldn't make my words come out in the right order, so if this post is Topsy turvy you will know why.

I just proof read my post, which is probably a good thing, or y'all would be laughing yourselves silly. AHEM.. I was missing words, put random ones in the sentences. But don't worry I've spared of the worst I think..

Now off to steam up the itty bitty bathroom.

Friday is here again.

Friday Fragments

 4 am seems like a great time for me write funny, weird things. I find my brain is just spilling over with randomness, expect now that I'm writing this I can't remember what I found so humorous that made stop writing my over post mid paragraph. Oh well it will come back to me.
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Random Darcisim: I hate writing drafts, and proof reading my own work. My brain fills in the missing words normally and it's quite embarrassing.
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It's pay day week, I realized this on Sunday, and thought didn't we just get paid? Time flies when you are stressed.
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Check out the beautiful song at the bottom of my page.
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I better finish this later so as to not disturb the hermit.
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Look for a new Lol cat featuring one of my babies on the side bar(to change when ever I get inspired)
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I decided to take Mr.Darcy on a Puma shoe hunt, because is the odd sort of man who can never have to many shoes, besides that I am looking for some stiletto's. I've been inspired by the song Red high heels(?) But instead of either option I found a pair of silver shiny Nike knock offs for 9 bucks at wally world. Yea!
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The reason I needed these shoes is Mr.Darcy has been shooting hoops at MUN's Gym, and they have this lovely track area that I can walk around, but you gotta have indoor shoes. Plus I threw out my oldies but goodies when we moved.
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If my cat goes missing, don't blame me, he isn't adjusting well and keeps crying and trying to get into locked rooms. SOOO Frusterating, plus he's being naughty lately. To remedy my cat problems I am going to give him fake nails!
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Your ISP tech support does not include finding your mouse pointer on your screen. I don't care if you are smoking crack or accidently using the little rollie mouse ball in the midddle of the keyboard. You must call Toshiba for this.
Also if someone accidently sets your adobe reader to Japanese, this is something else I can't help you with. I did not write the program for viewing your bill. You need to either find the culprit and make them undo it or call someone else. Oh yes and my favorite escalation ever: IF your computer won't turn, don't call us first. it ain't our problem. EVER!!!
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I am listening to a books about brains and everything my gray matter clicking. Aha, that's why I am more creative/slightly physco & can't control my mouth after not sleep for 24 hours.  So far it's a great book and now I want a to get a brain scan done, so I can see the condition of my pretty little head. With all my training the brain is the one organ I can't view on my machine. but it controls EVERYTHING..
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It looks like I am moving again, but this time better be more permanet and a much better option, more co-op family living style. and two mins from work again!!
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I am a workaholic, but that is driven my circumstances, lack of self control so I might go do OT today, because it's being offered, and I'm only scheduled 24 hours a week. Plus I'm thinking of getting a second job that is for fun/love/money.
or going to school. But working just seems like the easy way out. No tests and they pay me.
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I have a brother in Japan, and I have to say I wish I was with him.
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Most days I am singing I HATES THIS"insert random obejct" Hates this is very newfie, and another one I learned is. Landing tits up. (HAHAHAHAH)  Not that you want your kidlets saying it but I crack up everytime. Also popular slang is I am so Savage or contray, another two faves for describing how customers can make me get.


Well people I hope I didn't overload your system with info :)