Where you been?

Sometimes, you win. Sometimes, you lose.

I didn't get the car I was looking at. I'm rather bummed. I had managed to let myself get super psyched up about it. I was so close. They couldn't get my notes where I wanted them. I could have paid what they were putting me at, but...I simply didn't want to. Whereas it wouldn't cause a problem now, in the future, anything could happen, and I'd be screwed.

Oh well.

I have weird dreams. Sometimes, they're all over the place, don't make sense, full of mystery and faces that you can never see. Other times, they are cohesive, sensible, and seem like real life. I'll open my eyes, confused for a moment because I'm convinced, for a moment, that I was just somewhere else.

I have a couple of books on dream psychology, by Freud, on my Kindle. I've been looking at them a little (but honestly, I haven't had much time, even for reading.)

Some friends and I kind of discussed dreams and such a few weekends ago. A brother/sister duo said that they have both had dreams about stuff before, only to have it happen in real life later. When it does happen later, they experience that feeling of deja vu and then remember having the dream. That sounds like some psychic shit to me.

Deja vu...This is my theory. Deja vu is proof of reincarnation. Mhmm...What else could possibly explain the familiar feeling of being somewhere, doing something, that you know for a fact that you have never done? (At least in this life...)

I'm distracted. *sad face* I promised a cohesive post, and I have failed horribly. If this post isn't all over the place, I dunno what is... Ugh...

I'll try again...

*sigh*

Insert Lame Excuse Here.

So...hi...I'm coming back. I've actually started several cohesive posts, but...I got sidetracked. You see..I'm in the process of wheeling and dealing for a new-er car. I will know whether or not I'm getting it by the end of the day tomorrow. After that, I promise a worthwhile post.

I love you cuppy cakes, and I am still reading some!

Control Yo'self.

Psst...Hi. *waves*

It's Ash Wednesday. Now, I'm not a Cat-lick (well...all the time...), but one of my supervisors is. Today, we were discussing what he was going to give up for Lent. He said he thought he'd give up work. Forty days without work?! Hell yes! I'm in!

No...really...you can't give up work... You have to give up something you love. (Okay. So, perhaps some people could give up work. Not this girl.) For example...if you were Lorraine, you'd give up Zebra Cakes! (That'd be dreadful!)

As I stated previously, I'm not Catholic; however, Buddy decided we should all give up something for Lent. Catholic or not, to exercise our self-control.

Oy. (O.o)

Buddy gave up soft drinks. I guess he's just gonna drink the hard stuff for 40+ (The other girls are saying 47, supposedly they counted.) I can't give up soft drinks because I don't drink them as it is. Perhaps I should have given up Tequila... >.<

Tammy's giving up chocolate. I'm not sure this is technically fair because she's been cutting back anyway at the "suggestion" of her doctor. I would give up chocolate, but I'm not terribly addicted to the stuff. I mean...I like chocolate, but I can either take it or leave it. I need to go more broad spectrum.

I gave up sweets altogether. I need to do this, and the way I see it, if I make it the full 40(+?) days...I'm good to go. However...this means (dun dun dunnnnn!!!) cupcakes too. :( I love cupcakes, as you well know.  

All kinds. ;)

So, I've been trying to figure out a way around this. The way I see it, I can make cupcakes for other people, they just can't make them for me. Oddly enough, I'm totes okay with this. So...the world can be at peace. Heh!

When did I start saying "totes"?!

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In other news:

There's a cupcake shop, somewhat near me, called Gigi's. There's this cupcake that looks just like one I saw in a dream a few days ago. No shit! It's called "Grasshopper". And it looks d-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s!!! Of course...I love chocolate and mint together. Apparently not a lot of people do? (Not sure what's wrong with these yahoos....)

As soon as Lent is over with, I'm going to get some of these! Cupcake road trip!!!! I wish I could order them and have them shipped here, but I can't. They don't ship out, as of yet. Booo...

I'm going car shopping...you know...to take my mind off of cupcakes.

I love you, little sprinkles!

Missing in Action

I haven't really been around much. I've also notice that my friend Stacia has been missing in action, as well. I hope she's doing okay.

Truthfully, I haven't been on the internet much lately, except for at work. I check my blog feeds every morning, so I'm still reading...just not writing. Also, I've recently become obsessed with the game Words with Friends, and so...I play it alot. It's like Scrabble. Super fun. Look me up if you're on there.

Username: kbamburg  ^.^

And! I got my new Kindle. I've been reading like crazy. I love it!

I want to write about something. But my mind is everywhere. I can't organize my thoughts long enough to make one cohesive post.

Bleh. I need to work on it.

Hopefully...cupcakes this weekend! ;)

P.S. My loves...I've been writing letters. Just random bits. Very little censorship. Quick, dirty, & fun! (You have been warned.)

Looove, Kimmie.

P.S.

Around these parts (i.e. in my social circle) "cupcake" has become a euphamism...for oral sex. (We are just classy like that.)

A "new" guy in our circle sat in my lap this weekend and complimented me on my excellent cupcakes. I informed him that he had no idea how excellent my cupcakes were...and he informs me that he's looking right at them and they are awesome, (as he's looking down my shirt).

So... now..."cupcakes" is a euphamism for boobs...and is, apparently, my new nickname as this kid called me "Cupcakes" the remainder of the weekend.

By the way...my cupcakes are fabulous.

All of them.

Love and Cupcakes! ;)

Out of reach.

Why do I find myself attracted to people I can't have? I almost feel like it goes back to childhood...you know, that kid has an awesome toy, and you want it...but I'm not sure.

There's someone I'm so incredibly attracted to...more than just sexually. He's smart, funny, and talented. Don't get me wrong...there is sexual chemistry like "whoa". At the same time, though, we are so comfortable together. It's not awkward or strained. We can flirt, bicker, have intelligent conversations, or just sit in silence. We "mesh".

He has a girlfriend... I don't want to take him away from her. Seriously. I don't want him to leave her for me. I just can't stop thinking about him for days after I see him, and I fear I give myself away because I talk about him a lot.

I really like him...and I kinda hate it because I'm going to be that girl that sits back and does nothing about it. For all my laughing and joking...I'm not going to be a "homewrecker".

I just wish I wasn't so attracted to him.

Ugh...

Look here, Ladybug!

There are ladybugs taking over my room. I don't know what it is about this cold weather, but they will not go away! Hrmph. Granted...they aren't really ladybugs...just those orange-colored, polka-spotted bugs...Chinese something something beetles...or something...All the same...they are annoying me.

I've been having some relatively quiet weekends lately...which I suppose is the reason I haven't been around. Been soaking up books like they are going out of style. Love love love my Kindle app on my phone. Makes those slow days, when I'm filling in at other branches, not seem so bad.

I've slowly gotten back in touch with someone I had kind of "written off"...Things are still playful, but I'm more confident this time around. And I'm happy to have them, somewhat, back in my life. I'm hoping I'll get to see them soon and have a long over-due visit.

I did something I swore I wouldn't do...swore to myself and others. I'm participating in an art project. I'm kind of excited about it even though I was so scared I thought I might throw-up at first.  Because of the sensitive nature of this project, and the people that I know are reading this or have easy access to read it, should they choose, I'm probably not going to say much more about it...at least not yet. Baby steps, folks...remember. I'm still learning to live by my mantra, "Love life. Be brave."

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. This is the first time in 8 years that I've been single for this holiday. I think I'm okay with it. It's been years since I've gotten flowers or anything else to celebrate this holiday, anyway. Hell...last year, I got a snowball to the face.  I haven't thought about it much, but we'll see how it goes, I s'pose. I'm not going to play the broken-hearted girl. I'm happy. <3

I'm taking a short breather on cleaning up this rat's nest that is my room. I live in a small (maybe 10' x 12') room that I kind of share with my nephew's toys...and it takes no time for it to look like a nuclear disaster area...It's no secret that I'm not a very good housekeeper, anyhow...but it's gotten a bit ridiculous.

While I've been cleaning, I found my 30 Days of Truth list. So...this week, while I have the house to myself, I'm going to attempt to finish those (finally).

I guess I should cut this off because it's all over the place anyway...and there's more cleaning to be done!

Cupcakes & Ladybugs!