B'Elanna.

Today, I was taking some pictures of my 8 siblings for a calander from Vistaprint.  At the end of the year, Mama likes to get a calander with all of us on it.  So, thus, we need Horizontal pictures, photography style. Lets just say, I didn't much like that arrangement. 
Don't get me wrong, I love photography, but today was a horrid day for my beloved sport, too sunny. Would it shock you much if I said I simple LOVE overcast days? Well, I do. Go ahead, fall over in shock.  Miss FL girl hates sunny days.  I get it, Idiotic, I know.
back to the story. I TOLD you I have rambling problems!
TO make it worse, Mama needed pictures of me.  *que nightmare music* I HATE pictures of me.  I haven't gone to a counselor to find out why, I just can't stand it.  (Maybe thats why I'm a photography, subconscience way to stay OUT of picutures? Hmm...).
I wasn't in the nice, "See the birdy!" Mood, more like, "Kill the birdy, yes, this is a fake smile, but I'm holding it" Mood.  So, I go to download the pictures, and upload them to Vistaprint (Calander place).

Can I have some more nightmare music? Yes, thank you.

They're too small.  640x480, to be exact.  Much to small. Normally, I keep my pictures sized at a wopping great 4 thousand somthun, but these were way to small to use for a calander. Great, just what I needed.

Lets just say, I acted a bit like an angry B'Elanna right then.  Stormed off so no one needed to be around me in a foulest of foul moods, as I can be a ver hard person to like in such a moment, and slammed books around a bit (shows just how angry frusterated I was, potentially harming book in such a way) and wrote about one of my characters being angry and fighting an enemy. Amazing, write your emotions into a character, and you'll feel much better.

I have a hidden Klingon inside of me.  One that surfaces when I least want her to.  My personal Klingon is named 'Anger'. I wont sugar coat it by calling it 'frusteration' or 'aggravation'.  It is Anger.  When I get angry, I resort to having to purge myself by doing something 'physical' (AKA, throwing balled up peices of paper, slamming books, punching pillows).  I try to hide my klingon, and stow her away, try to cover her with my good human half. But, maybe like B'Elanna, without her, I'm not complete, I need a bit of that pep and fire, just not always, and only when it isn't spurred on by selfishness.

Like B'Elanna, I'm half.

I've lost my Muchness

I think I have a cold coming on.  My head feels light, I'm getting shivers, and my throat is scratchy.  I'm taking Beta Carotene, in hopes of boosting my immune system...so far, no luck.

Thats it,  I'm gonna try to post once a day, even if it is a short, complainy post like this one.  What do you readers think?  Rather bouncy once a month posts, or every day, sometimes blue ones?