second_banana: (Bea Arthur)
I just had a dream in which I was performing Bon Jovi covers in a tiny tiny theater at my old high school. It was kind of awesome. Jon Bon Jovi was there and smiling the whole time. My family came up on stage at one point. Mostly it was just me and pre-recorded background music, but on the last song (You Give Love a Bad Name) I played with a band of young girls aged 9-12 or so. The Bass players name was Brittany and after we finished she asked if we could be friends and she could hang out with me if she saw me around. It was a pretty kick ass dream.

Every once and a while it's nice to dream about being a rock star. Even if you're only a rock star to a tiny crowd who all love you.
second_banana: (Helmet)
My goal is to keep updating more often, both here and on IJ where I also have an account. I hope to be talking more about the education I'm getting in and around birth and the process of becoming a midwife. But to get the juices flowing...

This is shamelessly stolen from [personal profile] salixbabylon .

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on yaoi, favourite type of underwear, graphic techniques, etc. Repost in your own journal if you want to so that we can all learn more about each other.

I'm an open book. Anon comments are allowed if you're shy, but I promise to answer every question.


Mar. 5th, 2008 03:16 am
second_banana: (Poetry of curves)
Dear Body,

You and I get along pretty well, right? We understand each other? I want you to know that I love you, but we CANNOT IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM PUT A BABY IN YOU RIGHT NOW. Okay? I know it's hard. We both want kinds someday, but today just isn't a good time. We've talked about this, yeah? Lets get a partner and some long term plans and then we'll revisit the issue. But really, not freaking now!

Love always and forever,


This post brought to you due to the fact that one classmate is pregnant, another just had a baby 4+ weeks ago and Monday we spent a good part of the lesson learning how to tie baby slings/wraps/carriers on. *wibble*
second_banana: (Poetry of curves)
So I've been told I don't update my journal enough and much ass-kicking may commence if I don't get in gear.

This term in school is kicking my ass. I am very frustrated with one of my teachers as she 1. doesn't know her audience and 2. manipulates us purposely in order to "teach us a lesson." These are two things I personally cannot stand when I am trying to become educated.

BUT. This term is almost over. In three weeks I will be done with my first year of midwifery school. I am very very proud of that. Starting on March 31 I will officially be a second year student. Wow.

Along with the school learning I will have to do a year long apprenticeship (can be done at any time, does not have to be in one go, and can be much much longer if you don't see so many births). At this moment in time I am open to the possibility, but not actively seeking. I am going to fill out the paperwork letting the school know I am looking, but right now if something falls into my lap that's great, but if it doesn't that's just as awesome.

Along with this term being frustrating as hell I've also been doing a bunch of hardcore inner work to try and work out some kinks in the Susan system. It's long hard work, but it's turning out well I think.

And since it has also been requested that I do this meme, I will.

Cut for too many questions about myself )
second_banana: (Bea Arthur)
I don;t usually post quiz results in my journal, but these results were too awesome not to.

Your Slanguage Profile

Prison Slang: 75%

Canadian Slang: 50%

Aussie Slang: 25%

British Slang: 25%

Southern Slang: 25%

Victorian Slang: 25%

And now you have just a little better perspective on my use of the English language.
second_banana: (Helmet)
Stolen from plenty of people.

If you're on my flist (and if you're reading this you are), I want to know 36 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short answers are fine!

All comments will be screened by default and unscreened only if you say so.

Questions. Questions that need answers. )


Jan. 21st, 2008 05:11 pm
second_banana: (Bea Arthur)
What he said.

10 MLK quotes.
second_banana: (Bea Arthur)
This is what happens when Susan works all damn night with only Mountain Dew to sustain her.

Two My Fir Lady song parodies about oral sex.

I've grown accustom to her taste )
Also it's official. I have an apartment to move into on the 26th! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
second_banana: (Helmet)


One of my classmates is also in desperate need of relocation. The plan of the moment is to find a 2 bedroom apt pronto (awesomely enough we both have similar needs/wants for housing) and hopefully move into a house with a few other people in a term or two.

No more asshole roommate! There will still be pets but only two cats not two cats three dogs and a bunny. And I do like pets, just not the current pets and there jumpy loudness. No one making fun of my career choice! More running around in underwear less keeping my school books out of the living room because I don't want to deal with the mocking.

This is my happy dance.

I am having some pretty bad money problems at the moment, but I should be able to make this work with some creative job work and not eating for a month. So exciting!
second_banana: (Bea Arthur)
So who wants to move to Portland and be my non-sexist non-asshole roommate?

Come on... some of you are going to need to move in the spring anyway.

*bats eyelashes*

Is February good for you?


This post is brought to you by a strong need to move and an even stronger dislike of finding a housing situation.
And *GOD* do I wish I wasn't kidding about needing this.
second_banana: (Walking away)
So here's how this works.

1 question...
1 chance...
1 honest answer...

That's all you get. Except I'm kind of a whore for answering questions so really, feel free to ask as many as you want.

Ask me 1 question.
Any 1 question, anything, no matter how crazy it is.

An honest answer.

Only one catch. All comments will be screened so your question stays private between you and me, and only you will get to see my answer to your question.

But I dare welcome you to repost this and see what people ask you. (Seriously? I don't want to dare people to do memes. That doesn't seem very polite. And dares are for mooning people out the car window.)
second_banana: (Rosebuds)
Passing along the love:

Reply to this post and I will write one thing I love about you. Maybe more than one. Then (if you want) repost to your own journal and spread the love.
second_banana: (long dark teatime)
Life is crazy. Between school and work and family/friend drama I have been crazy. I'm wrung out. But I know in a few weeks when two of my classes end life will be much much easier.

So I give you my new personal motto.

"I am Spartacus!"
'What is your personal life motto?' at
second_banana: (Healthy breeze)
Ladies and gentlemen, I am officially a Tattooed American. And inked individual. A loose woman if you believe my grandmother. (Not about me specifically, but about women with tattoos in general.)

I am still a little buzzed from the endorphins, but I am happy as a clam with what I got.

For those of you playing the home game I now have (on my sacrum) a blood drop bearing my blood type (O-) and the words Nec temere, nec timide in a circle around it. Those words are my family motto meaning "Neither rashly, nor timidly." Which is a freaking awesome motto, if I do say so myself.

Did I mention I'm a little buzzed? Just a little. Just enough to be really enjoying life. I'm a very happy camper tonight!

Pics will be forthcoming. Tomorrow I believe.

second_banana: (Helmet)
I stole this from [ profile] heartofslash

Pay It Forward: I will send a handmade gift to the first 3 people who leave a comment here on my blog. I don’t know what that gift will be yet, but you will receive it within 365 days. The only thing you have to do in return is "pay it forward" by making a similar agreement on your blog.

I don't promise anything pretty, but I can promise presents!
second_banana: (Emo)
You know it's been a hard day when the song Dude (I Totally Miss You) from the Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny sound track starts playing and it makes you cry.
second_banana: (Poetry of curves)
Tonight is the night I officially join the tramp stamped whores of America.

I'm going to go get a lower back tattoo at Lady Luck here in Portland. They have a really good reputation and have been very friendly every time I've been in there. Also, the place is spotless.

So, what shall be adorning my lower back you ask? I'm getting a blood drop with my blood type in it on my sacrum and my family motto (Nec temere, nec timide or Neither rashly, nor timidly) in an arch above it. Woo! If pictures are taken I'll post here when it's done.

Also, I've created another account over at InsaneJournal. I'm well aware of some of the issues around the use of the word asylum over there, but it looks like a good site and I personally hae made peace with it. I was going to create a GJ account as well but there is already a second_banana over there and I'm not sure if I should go with another journal name or not. We'll see. My paid account here doesn't run out until January so I've got a while to decide what to do with this journal. Oh the drama.

ETA: Well fucksticks. The artist who was going to do my tattoo wasn't feeling well so I had to push my appointment to Wednesday night. Bah humbug. Oh well, that means there will be more time to heal between getting inked and going to work at least.
second_banana: (wrath)
My new work schedule:

Sunday: 11pm-7am Monday
Monday: 11pm-7am Tuesday
Tuesday: 3pm-7am Wednesday

Fuck. It's the only way I can get even four shifts a week out of these people at the moment. I think once my September schedule is finalized for school I may be looking for a new job. Hell, I may *have* a new job if this nannying gig I interviewed for works out.

It's only for a month. I can do anything for a month, right? Right? Fucking hell, I need more hours. Just... not these.
second_banana: (potter porn)
The apocalypse is coming. I am quite spoiled for the book, but it's gonna be a hell of a night.


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