The end is near.

The eventual end of this cold, I mean. It has been a long 6 days. I don't care about the flu shot, but if there was a "cold shot" I'd be on top of that like bedbugs in Pioneer Square.
I am proud of myself, for I haven't been sick in over a year. Daily doses of vitamin c seem to help me ward off whatever comes my way(maybe it's working too well and also warding off single men-hmmmmm)

Another lesson learned the hard way.

Note to self: On the day you decide to clean the kitchen and make red velvet cake-make the cake first.

Sorry for the 3 month hiatus...

I wish I could say that I have been preoccupied with important tasks that keep me from the blog. Dating, dancing, travelling----sadly there is no excuse.
There also is no new news.
My days can be divided into two groups, work days and days off. The only real difference is on days off, I don't have to change from my pajamas. Sometimes I leave the house, but never for more than a few hours.
It is possible I am turning into a hermit.
I love my house, I love my red couch. I love books and movies and bejeweled(which I recently discovered). I have no problems with friends or family, I just prefer time by myself. I live alone and I work alone and all that solitary time doesn't bother me one bit.
Currently I do not feel like moving to the country to live in a yurt, however anything is possible.

Trying to poison myself!

More specifically I'm trying to give myself salmonella(or Sal Mineo as we call it in my family).
I just finished cooking a chicken breast in the oven(pretty standard dinner for moi). This boob was taking forever to bake. Finally I cut into it to see what was happening...I couldn't figure out why the meat appeared pink...blood-lots of chicken blood. I've never seen such a bloody boob before. (I knew I should have taken a pic).
I know that in my 30 years I have probably ingested chicken blood before.
I still ate a bit of the chicken, surgically removing blood lines from the meat.
We will see how I feel tomorrow.

Wednesday Update

So now it's August and hopefully excessive heat is gone for the year. Rain please hold out until sunday when I come home from camping. As I write this, I am uploading massive amounts of music onto itunes, yes I have joined the world and now own an IPOD.
I cannot believe I waited so long to get one...hold on a minute. I am way behind on all sorts of technology. January is when I purchased my first computer and in december I received my digital camera as a gift. So actually I can believe it took me this long to join the masses.

Just be yourself

This is a common phrase muttered by friends and family alike. I have been myself for my whole life. I have always been Magena. I'm different and unique.
Unfortunately there must be something in my inner core or being that is a repellent to men. I must give off the opposite of pheromones.
I have been fat and not so fat. Right now(fat)I'm still at least talking to guys and have even been on a few dates....so maybe it's not a fat issue.


*I never meant for this blog to be composed of dating/single life stuff....but right now that is my life. I assume that's why we write blogs, to talk about what's happening now.

Random

"What are little girls made of?" Remember that nursery rhyme? I have been thinking about what kind of girl I have become. Certainly I am not made of "sugar and spice and everything nice" but perhaps Splenda, Cayenne and a dirty sense of humor.

I cannot flirt...seriously. I believe that ability must be an inherited trait which has skipped a generation. It is not to say I have not tried, but it is awkward for all parties involved. I have watched professionals(no not prostitutes, girls with boys around them often) and when I try to apply the same tricks, disaster. I wish it were appropriate and acceptable for me to have a stamp made that says "Hi. I like you".

I love to knit. Yet it is my private hobby. Almost like a secret shame. I have spent a few afternoons with one or two friends, and it's alright(for an hour) and then I want private time with my project. You certainly will not see me in a knitting group or at Safeco field for the Stitch & Pitch(even though I think it's a cute idea)

I'm going to look online and see if I can have that stamp made.