Wow, I haven't been on here for a while...
I'm not sure I had a whole lot to talk about, to be honest. Job hunting, fic writing, nephew-sitting, friend's-daughter-sitting... yeah, not a lot there to capture the imagination. At least, not in my opinion. But I don't know why I haven't tried just babbling on about all the weird thoughts that ramble on through my head. Someone might even be interested.
Anyway, for now I suppose I can just say that life feels like it might be heading in a more positive direction. I had a job interview on Thursday afternoon at the Sprint store in Madison on the east side. It felt like it went well enough, but I'll find out one way or the other next week. I think I really want this job. Well, of course I do, because I don't have a job at all and I desperately need the money, but I think I'd really like working there. Not an end-all, be-all, this-is-my-life's-work kind of thing - that's acting - but something I'll be satisfied with to get myself back on my feet, pay some bills, take an acting class or two, and save up some money to move out to Seattle like I've been dreaming of for years now. There's a sweet benefits package and they pay for me to have a cell phone. I even know which phone I'd want. How cool is that?
I'm currently watching Phineas and Ferb. My muse has planted roots in that fandom, Stargate SG-1 fanfics that need finishing aside. I'm not entirely bothered by this, because I'm having fun with the ideas, but at the same time I really want to finish Just a Small Experiment and write the joint "crossover" fic with Anne like we've started planning and all that. I also really, really want to finish A Road Not Taken, because it's been way, way too long since I did anything for it. And it's not like I don't know where it's suppose to go or how it's supposed to end... or even how its sequel is supposed to work. My muse just can't get into it when I try re-reading it. *sigh* I know I'll finish it. It's just going to take way too long.
I've felt extremely positive about this year since it started, and I don't know why. There's no reason I shouldn't, mind you, but I still don't know where the feeling is coming from. I did a tarot reading for myself on Thursday morning, asking where my acting career would be in a year, and things screamed positive, moving forward kinds of things. Then I did some yes/no questions, and I got a "definitely yes" when I asked if I would be a regular on a TV show. The cards also said it probably wouldn't be a long running show, but hey, beggars can't be choosers. And being a regular on one show could lead to another role like that, right? Right. I also asked about kids, and I got a "probably yes" to having them. My biological-clock-influenced heart cheered at that.
I was doodling in a new notebook at one of my rehearsals for Dearly Departed early last week and did what I normally do - I wrote out my potential baby names. Now, like I said, this is what I normally do, so I wasn't really thinking about it, just started writing and let the pen do what it was going to do. I found that I wrote out three names with my last name: Phoenix Cynthia, Phineas James, and Neva Lorraine. That's not how I usually do the name list thing. I usually have two columns, one for girls and the other for boys, and then do my top five first-middle name combinations for each. I did that underneath the three, but still... I wrote out those three names - in that order - unconsciously. Weird.
*sigh* Anyway, I think I'm going to get to bed. It's late, and apparently my nephew's here for the night, which means he'll be up early playing with his toys and watching TV... which will end up waking *me* up. I'm lucky I love him as much as I do. It makes that stuff easier to deal with...