A mixtape for my life

I finally did it.

I bit the bullet and did it.

I know Scott said that I could have an office in the back of the house as my office for my new company but, and call me insane, I managed to find myself a cute little office building close to the house. It has enough room as it stands for my office and a meeting room and a conference room...and whatever else I will need.

I got a good deal too since the guys knew someone.

It's something I've been needing to do for myself and I did. I did it all myself and all they did was supply me with the number...and probably knowing them, supplied a bit of the money or deals.

I'm not sure, but I have a feeling...so scratch the whole 'doing it myself' thing.

The point of this is to tell you that I now have my very own office building.

I'm putting in my two weeks notice at Sony - although they did offer me a raise and a promotion considering the circumstances in which happened weeks ago.

Am I happy? I'm as happy as I can be right now.

I've emailed Vindictive, Moral Simplicity and the other bands I've been in contact with to tell them of my decision (although both main bands know already) and gave them my contact information if they should like to be changed over to my small business. It's going to be a long and hard road, but I can do it.

I will do it - even with a baby on the way.

Who: Les, Pancakes and wittle-baby inside her (and Scott should he come out)
Where: Scott's Scott and her House (The Awesome House or so she has deemed it)
When: 10:20 a.m
Summary: Too much thinking leads to headaches
Status: Complete-ish / Private
Rating: Safe

Les relaxed back on the couch with Pancakes on her chest. It had been a few days since Scott had given her the bunny and she decided that she would start to pet him and give him as much attention as she could at least.

She had gotten up early once again to morning sickness and it was needless to say that she couldn't wait till that part of the pregnancy would be over. She didn't like being sick at different parts of the day. She already was craving various different foods that she normally wouldn't eat, ie: BBQ and lemon mirangue pie, it was only a wonder what she would crave next.

She closed her eyes some and thought about how much had changed in the past year as her hand slid over Pancakes' head. Just this time last year, Scott and her had their "relationship", she was working, he was working, she was living at home, he was living wherever the road and jobs took him, she would see him a few times out of the year and most of the time he was gone - that part, she was happy had changed. They had went from being 'lovers' to 'boyfriend/girlfriend' to being fiance's in a matter of months. They had also went from living apart to living together in a matter of a couple of months as well.

Les was happy with all the changes, even if a part of her was a little scared at how rapidly everything had seemed to changed. She knew there would be more changes in store - body, mind and spirit - in the next eight to seven months especially but she could handle them. She was strong, and if she wasn't she probably wouldn't be here right now. If she hadn't grown stronger from her past dealings with whatever the Logan thing was, she probably wouldn't have been able to deal with the relationship Scott and her had previously.

She had everything she had wished for when she was growing up. She had a good job she loved doing and was in the process of building up her own business, she had family and friends who supported her and loved her, she was independent and knew even if things got hard, she could make it through anything and that's what she's always wanted.

Les smiled, yes she was very content with everything in her life. She knew things would be different as the pregnancy went on and after the baby was born but she was ready. She knew Scott and her would try to take out time for themselves, or at least hoping they would while also giving their child the support and love that he/she needed.

There was so much to be done, doctors appointments, wedding details, baby details, business details, Scott's business details...so much to think about and do - she wasn't sure how it was all going to be done. She knew they would though, everything always managed to get done. It would take time and nothing had to be done right now, so there was a bright side of that. She just needed to relax and not let herself get too stressed out. She heard stress was bad for the baby and she didn't want anything to harm him/her.

Les cleared her mind and focused on her breathing while petting the soft bunny who was shifting on her chest. She opened her eyes some and watched him with a soft smile. "Do you want to be put down, little one?" she asked softly while rubbing his ears. His nose twitched as he looked around then settled on her chest again. She smiled and rest her head back on the arm of the couch again.

Les wondered when Scott would be back from his appointment and hoped it would be soon.

When I lived in Massachusetts we had snow all the time during winter - it was hell to drive in but to play in and to watch it fall down, it was the best. I loved it.

Now that I've moved to Orlando though, we're lucky if we get cold weather. I know I won't ever move back to MA but I do hope to visit again sometime - just to see the snow and play in it again. Throwing snowballs at asshole and his friends were definitely the best. Oh fun times.

I can say this much, I do NOT miss the driving in the snow part.

Now I want to go play in the snow...

Hey lady,
You suck. More than I can say.

You had to bring him back into my life when I'm just starting to make a future with Scott?!? Why?

My life is just now getting under control, I'm thinking about quitting my job and now he has to come back and make me second guess everything?

You fucking blow.


ohandcanihavemoreiconsplz?

I hate you,
Les

I hate love.

Plain and simple.

Les rereads the question again before sighing - then just goes with it.


My most embarrassing moment? Oh, I know this one. It has to be the moment where I actually thought that the asshole (Logan) had any feelings for me whatsoever. That you know, we'd actually stay together for more than a few months and maybe have a relatively long relationship. Yeah, after I found out it was all just some bullshit on his part - I was embarrassed.

Not only that, I was pissed off.

He actually tried to "explain" it to me but I wasn't going to have any of it. Fuck him.


You hear that, Logan?

Fuck. You.

To my boss, I'm Miss Gianni.

To friends, I'm Les, Lessy and Alessandra (when they're pissed that is). I'm also called babe, baby, gorgeous...and numerous other 'pet' names from a few of my guy friends.

To family, i'm simply Alessandra or Les.

To he-who-should-not-be-named Logan, I'm Lesandra or Alessandra. He never did want to call me what everyone else called me...

To me - I'm just Les.

I work as a public relations representative for a music company. I am also now a manager for a new band - Moral Simplicity. Unfortunately, my ex is a part of that band and I just can't seem to get away from them. I suppose I could also be an honorary manager for Vindictive - a band that I have grown quite close to in a completely non groupie way. But I suppose that's neither here nor there.

Quite frankly, I've never kept one of these on-line journals before.

So I guess this should be interesting.