The Buckeyes lost today... 14 to 41... OMG! *falls to knees* Why God!?! Why!?! It was awful... we had our asses handed to us. We lost by a mile. We were #1 in the country... NUMBER 1!! Down the drain. So much for the National Championship.. Goodbye! I have a theory on how such a thing like this could happen. Coach Billy Donovan of the Florida Gators must have sold his soul to the devil to be able to accomplish such an unthinkable task as beating the Buckeyes. I believe him and Satan are close friends... they might even play cards every Friday. A little birdy told me so.

Want to know what my facial expression looked like when the Buckeyes lost?

/ that was me

And now for my little post about what greenray suggested.

According to The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, researchers from a pan-dimensional, hyper-intelligent race of beings constructed the second greatest computer in all of time and space, Deep Thought, to calculate the Ultimate Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything. After seven and a half million years of pondering the question, Deep Thought provides the answer: "forty two." The reaction:

"Forty-two!" yelled Loonquawl. "Is that all you've got to show for seven and a half million years' work?" "I checked it very thoroughly," said the computer, "and that quite definitely is the answer. I think the problem, to be quite honest with you, is that you've never actually known what the question is."

Well, the computer was wrong... they had the question right. And after knowing the answer the question was "what does forty two mean?" Well according to my mother CynaraJane... that answer is quite simple. My mother, being the age of forty two as of this moment is the answer... and I am the product, Life, the Universe, and Everything. Of course they didn't know that at the time... but those are the facts. The universe revolves around me... What comes out of 42?... Far_Skies does. It has now been written. Now you all may put to rest the question of Life, the Universe, and Everything... CynaraJane is the answer... and I am Everything. Problem solved.

(After greenray reads this I can predict his response... he will say "Cat..you are a lunatic!"... That may be so my dear friend... but I already knew that! I am, as you know... the all knowing, all powerful... Life, the Universe, and Everything. LOL)

Aloysius_son  wrote "I was just pondering your goals of world domination, and I would like to point out, that every super genius (like your self) needs a lacky (like me perhaps) do say such things as "Yes Master, er Mistress" and "would you like more hot cocoa master er mistress" Everybody knows, if your lacking a lacky you can't possibly succeed in your plan for world domination. I mean who will feed the kangaroos?"

Good point my dear fellow... you are now my lacky. I would ask that you now go to this blogring and join... it is essential to being my lacky. Now go join like a good little boy or Mistress will send you to sleep with no dinner and she will give you lashings in the morning. (lol) no.. but really... join.

 Off I go again... back to another interview for the photographer job at Sears Portrait Studio's *smiles* It sounded promising on the phone with the new attending manager. They are calling me in again because the previous manager is out right now having trouble with her pregnancy... so the co-manager wanted to check me out for herself before hiring me. On the phone she had told me not to worry... they all have heard good things about me. I was thrilled! So off I go again... dressing up all nice, doing my hair... putting on my makeup. (vjopj o tjuymf tjox dmiewehi? lol) I am confident that I have the job... thank God, I needed it.

Now I can finally start supporting my 18 year old ass (what a nice ass that is, you say?) Indeed . Maybe someday I will be able to afford my dream car... a 1967 Shelby GT500 Ford Mustang... nevermind that there are only a few left in exitance LOL. I'm gonna get one damn it! Can't you see me cruising in that baby... my hair blowing in the wind... ahhh, sweet. (damn, I'm dreaming again..) Anyway.. thats my dream car .

I shall tell you all how my interview went when I return from it... I believe it will go just fine.

What is your dream car?

What was your first job?

Ok... so... I woke up on time... oozed out of bed and then the phone rings. My interview has been rescheduled. Blah! That means I have to crawl out of bed (again) do myself up for (another) interview... blah. I thought I was done with these interviews... blah. Oh well... Thursday is my interview day. Alright, CynaraJane is breathing down my neck to get back on... I guess I'll let her lol. Expect a cool post tomorrow. Oh, I have an idea... Give me a topic that you have wanted to see me post on, it can be real or make believe... I am sure some of you have some good, fun and cool idea's.. maybe something like psychotic penguins taking over the world... or a wookie caught in a treadmill. Hahahah. 

So, What Topic Do You Think I Should Post About Tomorrow?

Ok, enough with the crazy talk.

Every year hundreds of thousands of people make a new years resolution... some vow to lose weight, others swear to quit drinking. Though very few people ever keep promises to themselves, it is the illusion of honesty and commitment that they cling to every year. It is a tribute to self pride and honor in it's most primal form, and it gives a sense of accomplishment and well being. Everyone should have a New Years resolution... not because we must achieve them... but because it give us something to strive for and look forward to.

A had a New Years Resolution, do you know what it was? Happiness.

You wanna know something else? Well, I'll tell you something else. Thank you for getting my previous post featured, I really do appreciate it. Think we can do it again today? Many thanks to those who commented yesterday, you are all real troopers.

*brief pause to reflect* OMG.. I'm 18 today

On December 31 in 1988... After 23 hours of labor… a cult icon was born. Weighing in at 6lbs, 7oz and 18 inches long she astonished the world with her cuteness. And thus began her journey towards world domination… only to be sealed by one mans passion… and his foolish followers. But that is a different story.

December 31st marks a milestone in my life, a milestone thought to take forever to reach… yet why do I feel like it has come too soon? The 31st is my 18th birthday. I am now officially a woman from a legal standpoint.  It seems to me however that just yesterday I was 5 and wishing to be 10... Now I am 18 and wishing to be 5 once more. It is true what they say about time flying and life passing quick enough… for it does just that. In the blink of an eye… in a slow exhale… life greets us, and then walks on. For we are nothing more then shooting stars in this vast universe… a brief eternity of splendor  and life that only lasts a short time and then dissipates. But to those who happen to chance across that shooting star will never forget it, and a lasting  impression it will make. Such is friendship. I have had the honor of meeting a lot of wonderful people in my short time here on this earth… and I have had the privilege of keeping a few of them. I guess it gives a new meaning to “Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket.”

I have accomplished a lot since my birth. I didn’t read fluently until I was 10 due to my severe dyslexia. At the age of 15 I became a published poet. I am an accomplished writer and cartoonist among many other things, and I am also writing a children’s book series. I am an honor roll student and have earned myself a full scholarship to a local community college. Me thinks I haven’t done too very bad.

I was asked once upon a blue moon if I was afraid of death… my answer was “No, life is way more scarier.” At least in my opinion. December 31st  marks the beginning of the rest of my life, my decisions now will reflect my futures outcome… what could be more frightening?! Not much in my book, thank you… except for murky water… and spiders… don’t forget spiders.  With each year that passes I get closer to my old age, though in my prime right now I must still make good choices to be able to enjoy my last days here on this earth. But, at the moment… I will live my life one day at a time.

I want to thank my mother for raising me up to be a wonderful woman and for always being there for me when no one else was. She raised me with her two bare hands without the help of my father… and that is worthy of praise. You did a good job mom, thank you. You and I have been through trials in life that could cripple some people… but together we have managed to press on. Thank you for doing the best you could… thank you for being you. Your strength of soul and heart is something to be admired… and it is something I look up to. Your spirit is that of a pirate… though loyal… it is also strong like the sea. I love you mom, you are my strength when I can find none in myself.

I smell food... it smells so nice I can almost taste it.... wait... have I eaten today? wow... that sucks. *runs to the kitchen* Ah, food. *stuffs face*  Mmmmmmm.... ok, now I can think. *lights up a cigarette* I believe there comes a time in everyone's life when they are allowed to make little or no sense about things that aren't really relevant. Thats why I like socks... I do... I love socks... but I love going barefoot.  Believe it or not, I feel sexy when wearing a nice pair of pretty socks, I do... I feel sexy. Oh, so you want to know what my point is? Why must I have a point? DO I LOOK RIGID!? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to yell. I have no point. I am just talking... rambling... carrying on, or whatever you want to call it. I don't get to do it enough. Lucky you, you get to read my madness. Mmwwaahahhahha. Why am I mad you ask? Who wouldn't be if they were forced to watch little boys play Dragon Ball Z games and pick their butts... but nevermind about that, that is a different story. I like stories, don't you? I have one for you... it's about how taught Yoda the force up in the hills of Nicaragua. Yoda came to me with a problem, he had joined the priesthood and then shortly after started dreaming about touching young boys. I told him that I knew of something that could help... The Force (music: dun dun dun dun) So, I told him we needed to travel to the hills of Nicaragua. So we packed and rode on puff the magic dragon to get there... When we reached our destination Yoda asked me why we needed to be in Nicaragua... I told him it was because it was a funny sounding name and I wanted to use it in a sentence when telling this story. NICARAGUA! Anyway.. we trained in the hills of Nicaragua for 4 months without bathing... and finally... Yoda became a Jedi... No longer did he lust for little 'boys'... no... now he wanted to touch 'men' with his light saber. my work there was done. Next time I'll tell you about the time I taught Stevie Ray Vaughan to play guitar in the hills of Guatemala.

EDIT: Important

I almost forgot. Today marks a mile stone for Far_Skies... 365 days ago I joined xanga hoping to meet new friends... Never knowing that a year later I would be up and still going. On my 365th day of being a Xangan, I have 42 subscribers... I want to thank each and every one of you for commenting and giving me the will to keep on posting. I year has past, and so far I have been made a cult leader, a call girl, and have made a lot of new friends that I will never forget. And now I would like to thank all the people that I feel deserve to be mentioned.

All the people that make this blog possible:
I would like to thank...

CynaraJane, for giving birth to me. lol

greenray, for being the best buddy a xangan could ask for... and having a sense of humor that keeps me laughing *hugs*

GunStarHero1988, for being the "shizit" (heheheh)

xCholo4u, for being an awesome xanga "mentor" *two thumbs up*

handicap13, for being his old goofy self and always making me laugh.

GrumpyBear54, for being the happiest, funniest big 'ol grumpy bear around. *smiles*

AliasUndercover, for being the best at flattery *bats eyelashes* silly, silly man.

Zimbo, for being artistic, creative and supportive.

Pamilvr, you are a great person.

thedreamr, your postings never fail to amuse me.

ThePresidentsCafe, for being a cool pal and a funny one at that.

And finally gumpshun... whom I miss a lot.

Cross your fingers... put on your tin foil hat thinking caps... pray like there is no tomorrow... *takes a deep breath" 'cause here I go.

EDIT: The Interview... (music: dun dun dun dun)

I walked up to the building looking like a super model with my hair blowing in the wind... then a tripped on my high heel. Thank God it was outside and no one saw me . I walked in and looked around to get my bearings... I walked up to the desk and they knew who I was immediately. "Caitlin Crawford?" (yes, she pronounced my name wrong. But I waited for the handshake to correct her) "Have a seat, I'll be right with you" So I sat there... barely breathing and as nervous as a guinea pig in a thunderstorm, but I kept my composure. Five minutes flew past as I got lost in thought. "ok, come with me now...btw Caitlin, I'm Kari, so rude of me to forget to introduce myself" "It's Catlin, nice to meet you Kari" "Oh, CAT-lin, not CAIT-lin? Thats a lovely name" And we continued to walk to the lounge. The whole way there we talked and laughed as if we were friends... I really like how this all was going, she was laughing with me... telling jokes and cutting up. As we sat down and she pulled out my application I could see the sparkle in her eyes letting me know she was impressed with my work. We continued to talk about my work experience with photography and modeling... she was quite fascinated with it and asked me my advice about shooting weddings. (Yes, she was asking MY advice) She was eating out of the palm of my hand, I had her... the job was mine... I had actually managed to slide my foot in the door.. she was speaking to me as if I had already started working. After all was said and done, she told me that five people applied for the job and that she had been able to narrow it down to three... and I was one of the three. She has three people wanting this job... and she can only hire two. Think I'll get it? *smiles confidently* I am expecting a call no later the the end of next week with my "yes" or "no" for the job. She interviewed me for an hour... and she really seemed to like me... I think the job is mine.