I’ve had a really awesome couple of days. Got a raise, got a bonus, got a new place (moving in January), and have the Christmas Party this weekend with my work.

My dad really bugs me. :( I wish it could be different than it is.

Adriann’s ipod got stolen today while we were watching August Rush in the theater. That was actually the only bad thing about today (okay, my dad also emailed me, which didn’t exactly make me smile).

We got off work at 1pm, which was phenomenal! I wasn’t expecting it so that made it even better. We went to Ruby’s Diner for lunch and then drove up to see August Rush, which wasn’t really all that great in my opinion. Amazing music, yeah, but the story wasn’t so great. Pretty cheesy to me.  When I voiced this opinion to Adriann, she said, “Cheesy?? And you want to see Enchanted?” ;) touche.

Happy Thanksgiving, Jackie, Vickie, Jenn, Deana, Angel, Heather, Valerie, and anybody else who reads this little blog.

For a brief update in the life of Tiara, here’s what’s going on and how I feel about it all:

* My dad’s getting married. One guess as to how I feel. I’m upset, I feel really alone, I feel passed over by him, and feel pretty unimportant in his eyes. I never said anything, but my dad never called me on my birthday. It’s not a big deal, but it is because I still think about it at times. Despite the fact that my dad and I aren’t close and don’t always get along, I called him on his birthday. He sent me an email that said “Happy Thanksgiving” but which basically told me he’s getting married on December 18th or something and that nobody but the two of them will attend. He then proceeded to send pictures of how the house has changed. Why would you EVER think I’d want to see the house looking like that? He effing knocked down the island in the kitchen. :( It’s gone. Blah. I don’t know how to talk about it. It just broke me up and I laid down on Adriann’s lap and cried myself to sleep. Even now it makes my eyes water. And the thought of not going home for Thanksgiving and then Christmas… T__T

* We’re apartment-hunting. In lighter news, Adriann and I are looking for an apartment with Deana. We’ve already found the perfect place: 2 bed, 2.5 bath townhome about 10 or so mins from work with a small stream running about 5 feet from the patio. :) It has a balcony and small patio, is about 20 feet from the spa and pool, and has vaulted ceilings and a 2-car garage. Though it’s higher than our normal price range, I think we all decided it was perfect. I love the idea of renting a townhouse and the creek in back reminded me a lot of Missouri. It’s kind of in the hills, so it’s more woodsy. Less Californian, which is neat to me.  I think we may put our applications in for it this weekend or so. ^^

* NaNoWriMo….unfortunately fell through. :( I was having SO much fun writing it, but apartment hunting took over all my time.

I think that’s enough of a brief update for now.

I have never been pulled over for any kind of traffic violation in my life. Wait, scratch that, I had never been pulled over…until this morning.

So there’s a certain someone at work who continually gets on our cases about being late. We’re actually not late, mind you, but sometimes are computers act up so it takes a few minutes to log in, get signed in to all the things we need to sign into, etc, so occasionally, I’d say once every week or two, we log into our computers late. My boss kind of reminded me about it on Thursday, so this morning I was like, “Let’s hurry and get to work early so we won’t be late!!”

We get on the 57…and it’s packed. Nothing’s moving. So we get off on Yorba Linda and take State College up to Bastenchury. Bad idea. As I’m going 70 in a 50mph zone, I pass by one of those radar things that detect your speed. It’s not flashing so I’m all, “oooh glad that thing’s not on!! Let me know if you see any cops”. I choom up the hill and Adriann’s like, “OMG OMG SLOW DOWN” and I see a policeman driving past to my left as well as one waiting in a nook on his bike. And then, my worst fear: flashing police lights.

At first, I naively thought he was just following to be sure I’d go the limit. Nope. He pulled me over.

He basically told me I needed to go slower DUH and got on my case about not having California plates. He was as nice as a cop handing you a ticket can be and just told me to be careful. I freaked out after I drove off and started crying. Confrontations make me cry. :( But Adriann said I handled myself well and was very polite and professional.

And I pulled out an awesome lie about returning to Missouri within the year…which I don’t think he bought.

At any rate, I have finally joined the ranks of the common man. I really don’t want to spend $300 paying the ticket but I want even less to have to go to court to contest the violation. I might be able to get off, considering it’s my first violation ever, but I don’t want to take a chance, especially since I was in the wrong.

Despite that rough start, the day was pretty uneventful and okay. Adriann and I have been jogging 1/4 mile every time we go for our walks, so this week alone we’ve jogged 3/4 mile and walked about 2 1/4 miles. Basically we walk 3/4 of the track and then jog the long side every lap. Whatever that equals, I’m pretty proud I can do it, though tonight I about collapsed. I’m exhausted.

In lighter news, Robert made Adriann and I into Sims. lol I think mine is a bit scary (I don’t have a pointy chin!!) but Adriann’s is spot on; enjoy:

I have started a separate journal to document the NaNoWriMo journey for 2007. Please read and comment, criticize, suggest, etc. I’d really appreciate some motivation. Starting is soooo hard. ^^

http://peterpanwrimo.wordpress.com