Belladonna and Absinthe

Oh my goodness. Life is getting ready to change.

I start work tomorrow. This is scary.
I have to be there for mom's recovery after surgery...
Then an actual two days later...

This is my life, bits of good counter-balanced by some bad.
The balance of shadow and light. Sounds like fate to me.

Bunch of us are getting together tomorrow evening at the 99 to celebrate.
Or mourn as the case may be.

Worried about mom. I hope she comes out ok. Talk about making the first day nervous.

Car has been acting up, sputtering and such.
Glad Steve is coming to dinner. I'll get him to look at it afterward :D (Hi steve, I know you read this)

Went to dinner on thursday. Played some silly games together.. Talked a bunch, but perhaps not as much as I would have normally talked to some one.

He did flirt, and he kissed me, several times. Even made comments about inviting me back to his place...

And it's been two days since I have heard a single word from him.

Not a Single Word. He's seen me online. Of course, this begs the question why haven't I contacted him....

Still. Nothing. WTH. Tomorrow is valentines. Perhaps I shall get a crossbow, paint some quarrels pink with hearts on them, and go on a mass murder spree. Ok, I won't do that for real.. But sometimes people make me hate our species.

Perhaps I shall get a cat after all.

No change in her status. She seems so normal, almost cheerful.

She's very happy i'm starting the new job, and she seems to be overly encouraging me to close down the etsy store.

I can't do that. Ignoring the wasted money on supplies (the only argument she listens to), creating things is one of my greatest loves. I can't give up everything for her. But at the same time..

I feel an obligation...

That depresses me even more. I am reducing the number of available items on the store so I have time for this supposed "Real Job".

Date with Nate this thursday, have no idea why i said yes. Likely end in disaster.

Back home...

Eight months. That's what they are saying.

All the pain, heartache she has given me, and all the flack..

Oh yeah, I got the job. Not really sure I should be happy or not.
She was happy... I set a far out start date, March 15.

I want to get some peace between us before she goes...
Goddess, before she goes....

I can't believe i'm thinking like this. I'm too young for this.

So today is commercial-mas, and I gave my mother her obligatory phone call.
Once again, she was surprisingly pleasant. A lot less stressed. We actually got along.

See, once again, the workings, do work!

I did send out some gifts to friends, as they tend to enjoy getting gifts (who doesn't)
Everyone seemed to like the things I gave them.

Also, A VERY SCARY SOLSTICE. Best. Album. Evar! Go get it now.

I'm really really excited about this steampunk fad. It's actually making me a bunch of money.
That keeps me fed, and housed - which is very good.

I was at a junk store, and I found a whole box of old broken watches. Major Score!!
I got them for $4!!! The owner was so confused as to why I was excited.

I've ordered some brass wire and brass sheet, that I expect are going to be here in a week.
I already have some ideas for some new pieces up on etsy by the end of next week.

I heard someone say "steampunk is when goths discovered brown". I like that.
However, I still prefer black. Perhaps I should order a corset at some point though...

Heard from mom again, "I only care about you, blah blah". Yeah, right. That's why I'm living in this hole, and they drive a mercedes. To silence my parents, I have applied to two respectable positions in town. Administrative Assistant type jobs. We'll see if they even call me bac. I should finish my degree, but, losing all those credits when I switched majors set me back big time.

Stupid car is acting up again, I expect I'll call Steve and have him look at it. Perhaps I'll buy him dinner. We haven't hung out in a while. That could be fun.