Showing posts with label Aymless. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aymless. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Fighting Evil...

I've been plagued with evil Migraines forever (since I was a sweet, naive seventeen... don't ask my mother she'll tell you something different ^_~). What if they were a precursor to superpowers?

Hmm.... what superpowers would they be... I suppose they would be mental powers.

What about... Telepathy. Hearing people thoughts. Hmm.... Maybe even animals thoughts. I would love to know what Misty Shadow, Empress of Southern Indiana is thinking. Probably something on the lines of how that human has her trapped. But other people. I don't know. I suppose if I could control it, it would be cool. If there was no control, well that will make for a very fast trip the the funny farm. But then again, most of my co-worker think I am crazy anyway so they might just chalk it up to one more crazy Aymless-ism.

What about... Telekinesis. Moving thing with the power of the mind. I could actually hold a book open and eat dinner/supper (there was a huge discussion on what that last meal of the day was, frankly I don't care as long as I get fed) with both hands! And I could knit and read at the same time no problem. I could even play with her royal furriness and type at the same time as well. All pluses in my book. So Telekinesis goes in the plus column.

What about... a Sixth Sense. Not necessarily in the whole "I see dead people" sense, but the sensing of the "other" be they ghosts, demons (only those with yummy lickable horns of course), or angels (again only that like to get down and dirty with us human gals). Not so useful. I'd spend my time talking to the air around as far as other people are concerned. But then that just goes back to the "Aymless is crazy" so no harm no foul.

With my luck, it'd be the power to give other people migraines. What fun would that be? Hmm... well maybe would be so bad. That not so nice person who cut you off on the highway. The annoying co-worker who doesn't do their job. The noisy neighbor. Yup I can see endless application for this, but then on the other hand. I really don't want to make other people suffer like this. 'Cause it sucks!

What do you think my superpowers would be?

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

What If...

So yesterday I told you what I've been up to in the last eight months. But really, let's face it. My life is BORING (yup all caps boring). My routine is as followins:
  • Wake up, go to work
  • Eat breakfast
  • Work some more
  • Eat lunch
  • Work some more
  • Go home
  • Eat dinner
  • Check Facebook (yup I am addicted to Facebook games)
  • Go to bed
  • Repeat
So I believe "BORING" sums it all up nicely.

Since I'm boring, I've decided to think about what it would be like if my life were a romance novel. So taking a few facts and twisting a few truths, here what it would be... (I'm not much of a writer and really this is my first attempt at writing any story, but here it goes)

Aymless left work early to make her court date. She was dreading it, since she had no memory of the events that led to this day and didn't know what the possible consequences would be. As she made her way timidly up the stairs into the court house, she saw him. He was six-feet tall with stunning deep blue eyes, black hair and with an athletic build dressed in an Indiana Highway Patrol uniform. And he was looking straight at her. Men like him never look at her with that intensity. She discreetly glanced behind her to see who he was really looking at. There was no one.

As she approached to door, he opened it and said hello. Startled, she returned his greeting without meeting his eyes.

"You don't remember me, do you?", he said.

"Excuse me?", replied Aymless.

With a crooked grin and a twinkle in his eye, he replied, "I'm Kyle Long."

Oh, my. Thought Aymless, as she recognized the name. It was the name on of the officer on the ticket!

After an awkward pause, Aymless gave him a weak smile and moved into the courthouse and down the hall toward the courtroom. Kyle followed.

"Can I have a minute?" he asked. Aymless nodded. "I'm glad to see that you are looking better. I just wanted to tell you that you can ask for a deferral. It allows you to clear this off your record. Just ask the DA for deferral."

Aymless thanked him and briskly moved into the courtroom. Being unused to such attention from strangers, especially good looking men, she was unsure as to how to take it. Once in the courtroom, she looked around wildly, still a bit flustered from her encounter with Officer Long.

Kindly, older gentleman noticed her distraction. After finding out what she was there for, he directed her to the DA who was sitting at a table near to front of the courtroom. She got in line to speak with him. When it was her turn, she asked him about the deferral process. After explaining what it was, he gave her the appropriate paperwork to fill out.

Aymless filled out the paperwork and gave it to the court clerk. With a huge sigh of relief, she turn and left the courtroom. And ran right into Officer Long.
And the romance starts...

I figure the DA will also be yummy and I'll end up having to decide between the two. *sigh* And somehow, I'll get over my relationship-phobia and live happily ever after with one (or both) of them. *grin*

Monday, May 10, 2010

She LIVES!

What has the Aymless been up to?! I know that enquiring minds want to know. So here's the scope...

Poor unemployed Aymless got a great paying job in Indiana. Although she didn't want to leave the wonders of the San Francisco Area and the DarkRiver Leopard and the SnowDancer Wolf Packs, she sadly packed up her bags and trekked across two-thirds of the USA to settle in southern Indiana without her trusty sidekick, Terrain the Wonderous Cat (who sadly passed way from cancer right before the movers showed up). After all, it was work and being unemployed in the economy was not an option.

Once there, Aymless discovered that there were no Angels, sexy Vampires or stray Guardians to add spice to everyday life, but she persevered, somehow. Slowly she found some kindred spirits and life was getting less stressful. But, still no intense werewolves or playful Breeds to oogle. And, unfortunately, the evil Migraine began to strike more frequently, must to Aymless's dismay.

Then came WINTER. As a life-long California coastal girl, Aymless had no idea what to do when that white fluffy stuff that fell from the sky. As far as she knew, it was suppose to fall on mountains so that the people could go visit it and strap on pieces of wood to their feet and slide/glide down from the top for entertainment. What was the suppose of this stuff on endlessly flat surfaces? She sadly discovered that it served no purpose at all other than causing her to slip and fall and make her late for work because she had to un-bury her car. And the Migraine was still messing with the new life Aymless was trying to build.

Then came that fateful day in January. Aymless woke one morning with no memory what had happened during the last Migraine attack. As she prepared to go to work, she found a traffic ticket in her day planner. It appeared that while completely drugged out, due to the attack from the evil Migraine, Aymless had gotten in her trusty car and got on the highway. Where she had caused much panic and mayhem and was given a court date. Unfortunately she has no memory of that day at all!!! (scary)

Aymless went to her court date and found out that she was give TWO counts of wreckless driving, one for speeding (who knew the Pruis could get up to a 105 mph) and one for weaving all over the highway (shoulder included). She paid her monstrous fine and has to be good for a year so that she can get these wiped off her record. And started yet another round of visits to a neurologist. So it back to the drug roulette, find a drug that works and doesn't give weird side affects.

On a happy note, Misty Shadow, Empress of Southern Indiana, has agreed to live with Aymless and has trained Aymless to do her bidding.

So those there are the facts... tune in tomorrow for more....
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