PrinceRy's Xanga

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Thu, 12 Mar 2009 15:09:50 GMT

Goodbye Xanga?

Mon, 18 Jun 2007 04:15:46 GMT

I'm thinking of quitting Xanga. I haven't had much motivation to post, and I don't see that changing anytime soon.

I guess I can give an update as my last, final Xanga hooray. I won't delete my account, in case my inclinations every decide to change.

I won't give up blogging at all, I just need a change. I want to have a blog that is much more me. I'm thinking of doing a blog about cooking, expanding my culinary experience, etc.

I'm also thinking about a short story blog where I write random short stories as they occur to me. I have one going right now, that I started tonight based completely on my friends in Dallas. I even use real names (cough spring, chad and sarah cough).

I have to see where it's going before I ever show it to anyone. But I thought it would be fun to write something that is fictional but based on completely real, alive people. It's a challenge to re-spark my imagination so I can actually finish my sequel to Run. Which I've been having a lot of problems with lately.

When I do a new blog, I will personally email my blog's address to those of you that I want to have it. Or those who contact me and ask for it.

Until next time, I bid you goodbye fair Xanga!

-ry

3.7 Years of Xanga

Tue, 05 Jun 2007 15:53:29 GMT

I'm quickly coming up on my 4 year anniversary of posting my thoughts, rants and veiled comments. That's a huge deal for me. 3.7 years is longer than I've lived in most cities. In fact, 3.7 years is the longest voluntary commitment I've had aside from Baylor and a few friends.

I've thought about getting premium for a month so I can download my archive and hole it away somewhere. There is way too much information about me in this 4 year-long epic tale.

A lot is going on right now. Maybe I'll have some news soon. Oh man, Prince just ripped one...

I've been cooking a lot... The below is a homemade pesto w/pasta and grilled shrimp.

I also hurt myself pretty bad this weekend. I kind of like it. It's a badge of honor! I'll tell you what happened later. Meaning I have to concoct a story better than the truth. Okay, okay, I fell down the stairs. No, literally. I slid down it and burnt the skin off my wrist.

Okay, I'm done.

-Ry

Here I Go... Strap Yourselves In.

Thu, 31 May 2007 03:40:13 GMT

I should be prepping for a training session I have to give tomorrow, but instead I've decided to recant or rant about my latest adventures to all you Xanga people. These thoughts are in no particular order.

Bloggy Blog
I've been considering the idea of switching to a different blogging atmosphere or changing it up entirely. I've toyed with the idea of doing a Cooking Blog focused on all the food I replicate, create or just enjoy, since I've been doing more of that lately than working on my books. Damnit! What do you think? The Prince Chef writing about his life and mincing garlic? I feel more and more people are moving away from Xanga.

Life in General
If I had to do a State of the Union right now, I'd tell you I'm pretty damn happy. My job is stressful at times, but knowing that I don't need it is very freeing. It makes it all okay in the end. I haven't been home as much lately, so Princey has been acting out and peeing on me. Literally. He likes it when I'm here in the afternoons to see to his demands. But other than that, I've been very happy. I've been dating, I still like my apartment, and Sam and I more or less get along. I know the Secret is more than just a silly theory people talked about for a while. When you are happy, you truly attract more of it in your life. When you are thankful for what's there, more comes your way. I'm very blessed right now, so thank you God and universe.

Relationships
What a tricky topic? I don't know how much I can say without writing a tell-all scandal. It's been entertaining lately, I'll admit that much. I think the one person I want to go out with the most has been the most difficult. But you know what? That's about to turn around. Why? Because I will it to be so. Mwahahaha. Though there have been other distractions. Nice, fun, yay distractions. Some of which might be welcome to be distractions in the future. I like options for now.

Haircut
I got a haircut today, and I felt so much better. I shed all that extra weight out of my head and mind. I also resolved some tiny issues yesterday and today that were hanging out there. I'm tidying everything up. I also finallllllllllly found a maid/house cleaner to come weekly to my apartment. I know my writing will pour out of me like grease off a fast food worker once everything is tidy. Then you know what I'm going to do? Lose 20 pounds. Yes, life is going to be even more grand. And all because of my haircut!

Travel
I have some travel coming up. I'm going to Georgia to a wedding. Mammy and I are going just the two of us. Imagine the mayhem that will ensue! It shall be glorious. We are flying into Atlanta (the wedding is in Athens). We talked about going to see my sister and niece while down there. But apparently the She-Dragon known as Kristy is too busy to make an appearance. I'm going to talk her into it. I know Mammy really wants to see Madison. Fear not. It will work.

Writing
I'm incredibly behind. I am doing well in the competition though. Round 2 is due by Sunday at noon, so I have extra time. Shit. I'll have to start on it tomorrow. Wish me luck.

Okay, I've exhausted myself. Night bitches.

-ry

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Wed, 30 May 2007 17:22:13 GMT

In case you were wondering... I ran away.

I kid! I kid! I've just been busy with work, play and lying around on the couch. I'll post tonight. Seriously. I will.

-ry

New Rules of Love

Tue, 22 May 2007 16:34:09 GMT

I got this from Kidd Kraddick's site this morning, but I think they are mostly true. I'll delve into it a little more after you read through them...

Here are the eight new rules:

1) It's good to be PICKY. Kellie, you know how people say you have to put yourself out there and meet as many people as possible? Not so. Women who were super picky about who they might date had a far better chance of finding someone special. Women who went to speed dating or used online dating were LEAST LIKELY to find true love.

Ry - Picky is good. I'm hella picky. But sometimes you can pick people apart rather than seeing them as a whole. Best to watch out for that shit!

2) When you're dating, challenge the relationship to determine its strength. Don't just go to movies or watch TV. Go on a road trip, or even better, do something adventurous or challenging to see how you react to each other under stress.

Ry - I like this idea. I'm going to use this. Any ideas on what to do for stress-adventure type dates? All I can think of is rock climbing. Where would you go on a road trip to? I hope you've been dating this person a while, otherwise images of the movie Hitcher come to mind.

3) You know how they tell you, "be there when he's down and he really needs you?" Not so much. What's more important is to be there when he's up and celebrate his accomplishments with him in a big way. Researchers say these happy events DEFINE a relationship and are what you hang onto in bad times, NOT that you were there for him the last time it was bad.

Ry - I think you have to be there when it's good and it's bad. I sure as hell remember a low point and someone not being there. But it's a good rule to focus on the positive. Just don't be lazy.

4) Be honest about your neediness. Don't' try to hide it. Women are starting to feel shameful about having different needs than men. In fact, it's something men LOVE. Just tell them, "I'm getting that lonely feeling and I need more of you in my day." The guy will take it as a huge compliment.

Ry - This one is my favorite. I don't know how open I'd be to the neediness, but "I need more of you in my day" would make me smile. Though I do like it when people admit their psychosis early on. Then you know what to expect. I freely tell em I'm impatient as all hell. That way they aren't surprised if I fire bomb them for not calling me back fast enough.

5) Sixty second pleasure points. On your own, make a list of things you can do for your partner in under a minute that will please them. Then, 2 or 3 times a day, use one. could be a joke, a long kiss, or even a text message. This keeps you connected far better than barely speaking and then going on a trip to Mexico to re-connect. Couples who use this strategy don't NEED to re-connect because they never DIS-connect.

Ry - another good idea. I should make a list of things that make me happy and see if anyone catches on... heh.

6) If we JUST had a baby...many women have had the thought that having a baby would fix the relationship. We all know now that's probably not right, but you have no idea how RIGHT. 70% of couples experienced a dramatic drop in happiness int eh first three years of their baby's life. So the advice? You better be peaking on the happiness scale before you bring a child into the world.

Ry - Only crazy people think the above is true. No sleep? Poopy diapers? Can you say Divorce Court?

7) We should go to counseling. MYTH. 50% of couples who go to marriage counseling end up divorced within 2 years. Counselors say that's misleading...the problem is that people wait too long and by the time they come, their marriage is too far gone.

Ry - I don't know if I believe in wedding counseling. Then again, I'm not married. I might sing a different tune if it were so. If you can't talk to each other about your issues, you have bigger problems than you know. But it would be nice to have a third party tell you which one of you is being unreasonable.

8) Don't try to change him dramatically. Go for tiny modifications in his behavior. At then end of the day, he truly does want to please you...He just doesn't like the way you've been going about it...like, "You're such a slob, why don't you pick up after yourself!" Instead, you gently say..."hey, can you put these in the hamper for me? Thanks." You've sent the msg. without alienating him.

Ry - Oh yes, the positive reinforcement. Much better with everyone, even friends. Negative behavior gets negative reactions. Though I wonder why she can't pick up after her self...

I should make up my own rules. ha.

-ry

Waiting on the World to Change

Mon, 21 May 2007 03:45:34 GMT

I confuse myself more often than one should.

I know what I love to do. I know what I want to do forever and ever. I want to create. I want to breathe life into characters and stories via books, comics, television and movies. I want all those things in my life.

Yet, I've been slacking the past few weeks. I haven't been writing like I should. After a rushing start on my book's sequel, I floundered and haven't found my groove.

I lost my way for a brief time. Then the writing competition came up. I'm excited about writing again! I love thinking up the new ideas and stories for an audience. And you know the best part? I just won the second preliminary round. So essentially, if I'm ever up for elimination, I have a get out of jail free card.

Even that little spark of validation makes it worthwhile. Sometimes that's all you need. I'm going to start setting quote goals for myself every week. Whether it is for my sequel, for my new book series, comic book pitch or my t.v. show, I'm going to get this shit done.

Hold me accountable people! Hold me accountable.

-ry

Oh Alcohmahal!

Sat, 19 May 2007 01:00:54 GMT

Oh alcohomahal, how I love thee. I have missed you! I have not been tempted nearly enough by your cold semi-refreshing yet always tingly experience!

But tonight, I embrace you. I ingest you fully to the extent that my frame can carry you through. I will enjoy you, nosh on you and dance under you influence into the wee hours.

You know what's kind of fun? I have so much more clarity without the inhibitions and worries of my normal sober routine. I know what my future holds. I know who I will marry. I know what I will do with my career. And you know what? It's wonderful.

I love life.

I can't let the mundane get me down! No. I have to take advantage of the opportunities that present themselves before me. I have to use my talents. I have to craft my stories and nurture my love(s).

Oh and I love my friends. I miss you always! I like being with all of you. I wish you all lived in a big house with me, so I could see all the time. Just not a dorm, because I like a private shower and bigger closet. I also like my kitchen. But you call all live next door! It's a plan. Would you move into my big ass house if I built it? Fuck that. When I build it.

yay.

-ry

Full Volume

Fri, 18 May 2007 17:23:06 GMT

I'm having a cranky day. I'm fighting it hard, but so far I'm losing the battle. Fear not though, I'll defeat Cranky's ass in the war.

The Vet fucked up Prince's blood work from last Saturday. I got up early and took him in to check his arthritis. They insisted on getting some blood work done, so I went along with it. I get a call on Tuesday saying "This is Dr. SoandSoVetLady, please call me concerning Prince's blood results".

So of course, I'm all "what the fuck". Because usually you'd say "his blood was fine" and hang up. But they left it all open for worry. I called in, and I got the dumbest whore in the world. "Prince has abnormalities in his blood, and the vet is busy right now. She'll call you back."

WTF? Can you say homicidal?

Me: What does that mean?
DUMBWHORE: Oh well we think it might be the lab's mistake.
Me: WHAT? What the hell?
DUMBWHORE: They picked it (the blood) up late.
Me: Why didn't you start with that? Don't you know I'm a crazy dog person? What the hell?
DUMBWHORE: Uhhh.
Me: Tell the Vet to call me immediately. And next time you make a call like this, start off with "the lab may have made a mistake".

Okay... stay with me... The Vet calls me almost an hour later. I thought about going down there and raising hell.

Vet: The lab may have messed up Prince's lab results, because they show low white blood count and low thyroid.
Me: What do those two things mean if they didn't mess them up?
Vet: Well they didn't pick it up when they were supposed to. Can you bring him back in for new blood?
Me: What do those two things mean?
Vet: One could be a blood disease. The other problems with weight.
Me: I'll bring him on Saturday.

Fuckers. Don't mess with my baby. I'll fire bomb your ass.

And then, we went to see Shrek 3 last night. Which was ehhhh, so-so. Shrek 2 was infinitely better. It was late, I was tired. We stayed to see if there was anything at the end. Bleh.

And my room is a mess.

So action plan - Clean room immediately. Take Prince to get new blood work. Convince the Vet that if she/he messes up Prince's blood a second time, there will be a visit from Landon (my evil twin).

Or B) Get drunk. Reallllllllllllly drunk this weekend.

-ry

You've Been Warned

Thu, 17 May 2007 03:46:55 GMT

I'm going to take over the world.

Now you know.

-ry