It’s all gone. Out of my system. Thank God. I feel much better, although I sometimes miss that stop-action grudge movie feeling.

Do you believe in Karma? I do. Karma is based on belief. If you don’t believe in it, than it can’t affect you, blah, blah, blah. Well, I think it affects you whether you believe or not– we just tend to call it good luck instead of good karma or bad luck instead of bad karma.

Dictionary.com (one of my favorite places) has this to say:

kar ma
1. Hinduism, Buddhism. action, seen as bringing upon oneself inevitable results, good or bad, either in this life or in a reincarnation: in Hinduism one of the means of reaching Brahman.

2. Theosophy. the cosmic principle according to which each person is rewarded or punished in one incarnation according to that person’s deeds in the previous incarnation.

3. fate; destiny.

4. the good or bad emanations felt to be generated by someone or something.

I think what I am getting at is, be excellent to each other and yourself, and your karma will reward you.

Have you see the movie? Pretty in Pink has got great tunes, great acting, a great story line and just a feel good…”the girl gets the boy in the end” feeling to it. I seriously love it. I may just watch it tonight when I get home.

I also can’t wait to see Hellboy II and The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor.

Movies…good times, good times.

He was wonderful and funny and really getting old…nah not really.News.He was an amazing comedian and actor. Remember him in Bill & Ted? Here are some of his quotes.

George…you will be missed.

I was tagged by a complete stranger… Matt, to sum myself up in exactly six words. Only six? Yikes!

Rules I should follow, but the rebel in me wants to not follow….

Okay….now that I sort-of understand the rules, here is my six word memoir…

I will never drink the Kool-Aid.

Now, for the tagging…
Maleesha, because I simply adore you.
Wil Wheaton because all celebrities need to be tagged.
CJ Writer, because I like how he writes.
Bryan, because he needs more hits.
A complete random blog stranger…I am the Cheese.

I like long hair, fashion crazed outcasts, people who aren’t afraid to push the “normal” envelope. But, why boys, why? They are everywhere — these boys in tight girl pants. Why? They look horrible. Last night we were at Sonic and a nice jeep pulled up beside us. 3 young men got out of the car and I noticed they were wearing women’s jeans. One boy was wearing a pair slouched on his hips that he had cut into long shorts. I have those same jeans at home in my closet. It was slightly disturbing. Maybe it’s a generational thing, or maybe they don’t realize that women’s jeans are made differently and the waist is smaller and so they don’t fit right, but it just looks so wrong! The hair, cut in awkward angles with funky colors, the clothes, it was all wrong. Maybe boys like to look pretty - but it was not working, like they were trying way too hard. Maybe I just don’t really get it. Maybe it’s a nod to the punk scene from the 80’s, but if it is, they aren’t quite there. If I was a teenage girl, I don’t think I would like this new “boy”. The strange thing was, that these were fairly good looking guys, if you could get beyond the “I’m making a statement that is not quite working, look”. If you have to work to look that bad, you probably shouldn’t. It was just really yucky and confusing.

I hate taking drugs. Especially the ones your doctor says you need. No, not antibiotics, although I really hate those, I’m talking about anti-depressants, ADD or ADHD crap, or anxiety medication, or something along those lines. I seriously don’t like taking anything that may be mind altering (except a drink now and then). I tried ‘the pill’ once for a whole month and it made me physically ill and the more I thought about it, the more I didn’t like the idea of a little pill tricking my body into thinking it was already pregnant.

I was prescribed Zoloft by my doctor about 6-7 months ago. I went in to see him to get an inhaler prescription re-fill and I walked out with a Zoloft prescription. Turns out that my asthma attacks were actually anxiety attacks. Considering my world, it was completely understandable. Well, about 1-1/2 weeks ago, I stopped taking Zoloft cold turkey. Ha…fun. Have you ever seen the movie “The Grudge”? You know that stop-action filming that they do? Well, the first few days of going off this drug was like that. It was really freaky. I got dizzy spells, and I felt exhausted. I found that eating a bit of dark chocolate helped with the dizziness. Well, now the dizziness has receded significantly, but I get pissed off easily and things that did not bother me before now get me angry. Oh well.

I didn’t want to be on the medication because I didn’t feel like “me”. Nothing seemed to bother me, and my rollercoaster had turned into a merry-go-round. I like the rollercoaster. If you are thinking about taking this medication, think seriously – because you won’t be “you” anymore.

I fixed my typos. Ron, Virginia, thanks for pointing them out in the Short Story. Maleesha, Bryan….you both should have caught those and reprimanded me!!!

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