Thursday, September 29, 2005
Of course that psychic did tell me that moving from AZ to CA would be disasterous and I shouldn't do it. I did it. It wasn't necessarily disasterous, in fact it probably saved me from alcoholism after living with my parents for any length of time.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Monday, September 26, 2005
In other random news, I was watching Best Week Ever on VH1. They claim that Wal-Mart will start selling sex toys. That's so creepy and weird. They don't let NC17 movies be sold there. They don't sell the rated M for Mature video games. They only carry edited musical CDs, yet somehow if I'm looking for the latest vibrator, I can pick it up there along with my shampoo and deoderant. Of course since I never shop at Wal-Mart, now that I live in a state with the blessed store known as Fred Meyer, this isn't a concern. Especially considering I can just go into any one of at least 4 shops near my house. (Which is in itself slightly weird to me.)
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Oh, I also got my yummy Baja Fresh tacos! Yay for Baja Fresh! I caught the bus home. As I expected, it was full of people from Oktoberfest. The whole bus reeked of alcohol. There were 2 young men on the bus in one of the sideways seats. One was barely able to hold himself up, he was so drunk. So as we're riding along in the bus, the one barely able to hold himself up, hurled. Now I AM one of those who if I hear it or see it, I tend to want to throw up too. The way MP is about sharp implements, I am about vomiting. Luckily I had my headphones on so I couldn't hear the noise and I averted my eyes the second I saw him start. He and his friends got off at the next stop. At that point there were only 4 of us left on the bus. Two stops later we all got off and I switched busses to the one that runs just past my apartment. I feel bad for the bus driver who has to deal with that, though. That's just yucky.
Saturday, September 24, 2005
I'm wearing a fun red v-neck t-shirt that is long sleeved. As I was putting it on I discovered something in the sleeve. A blue ladybug sock. I've been searching for this sock for like 6 months. Who knew this is where it ended up.
Friday, September 23, 2005
I finally emailed the lender again yesterday since I hadn't heard anything about the loan process. I was emailed back today and he had a few questions. Namely, have I found a property and there was some concern on my debt to income ratio with the loan on top of what I already pay out to the blood suckers, Visa & Amex. I told him that I had no intention of actually using as much money as I was asking for, I just wanted to be sure I had some cushion. I have no desire to screw myself by doing this and not be able to pay my mortgage. Apparently, according to both my renters insurance and to the lender, I have excellent credit, so that's good. I've emailed the guy 3 times, though this afternoon. I just want to be sure he has all the info he needs. Some of the properties I've seen online are co-ops. I had to email him and ask them if the bank can finance co-ops. I also don't know if co-ops are difficult to sell, so that's a minor concern too.
I came home and judging from the poo in the tub, Rig fell in again. Frustrating since I had actually shut the bathroom door this morning before leaving. She apparently managed to get herself out, though since she wasn't in there when I got home. At least when she poos in the tub it is easy to clean up. Sigh.
I didn't talk to WC at all today.
Holy cow! How could I have forgotten the most important thing I was going to talk about?! My class. It was interesting, so far. I liked it. I was right in that it won't be terribly difficult. The other thing I discovered that I didn't know... the cr/f designation when I signed up for the class means credit/fail. So I won't get a grade for it anyway. BUT it still seems interesting. It is a non-math approach to learning about physics. The only thing I feel a minor concern about is that the prof seemed vaguely unsettled by my presence, at least I hope she was unsettled by my presence and not usually like this when she's teaching. She stared at me a lot. When we went around giving our names, she said that she thought she recognized me. She also moved around a lot until she ended up just behind me so that I would've been uncomfortable turning around. Oh I also have no tests and no final. I just have to write papers. Our final essay, only 1,000 words. I could probably do that in my sleep. Yay physics!
Evacuation: To dream of an evacuation, suggests that you are isolating yourself and holding back your emotions.
To dream that you are in a town that has been evacuated, indicates that you are feeling rejected by those around you. You are feeling unaccepted.
Flood: To see a raging flood with its muddy debris, signifies that you will have much unsettling occurrences and tribulations in life. Your repressed emotions may be overwhelming you.
In case you care, the dream that I had that I thought was positive was about my wedding. I was dreaming that I was having my hair done and getting ready to be married.
Wedding: To see a wedding in your dream, symbolizes a new beginning or transition in your current life. Dreams involving weddings are generally negative and highlight some anxiety or fear. It often refers to feelings of bitterness, sorrow, or death. Alternatively, wedding dreams reflect your issues about commitment and independence.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Things to be giddy about:
- Tomorrow is Friday. And I get to wear jeans. I LOVE jeans.
- Saturday I'm volunteering at the Fremont Oktoberfest. I will be pouring beer. Which I LOVE to do! Here's the one dumb thing I've done and didn't think about not doing. I'm working the 7 PM - 11:30 PM shift. With no car. Although I can imagine the busses will probably be full of Oktoberfest revelers so not quite as frightening as it could be on just a random night. I volunteer for the spring brewfest too. That one I can almost walk home from since it is down at the Seattle Center.
- I've been home since 5:00. I haven't been home at 5 in the past 2 weeks because of work.
- I'm almost done meeting with new faculty.
- I had Chinese food for dinner. I LOVE chinese food!
- I've also been in my jammies since about 5:00. I LOVE jammies.
- I will say that thanks to working late I've managed to talk to WC several times over the past week. He's stopped in at least once per evening. :) They may be progressing slowly, but with any luck maybe I'll make Michelle's Jan 1 deadline. maybe...
- It is fall so it isn't too hot.
- It is fall so new shows are on. I LOVE new shows!
- My class starts tomorrow. I LOVE class! :)
I think that's all there is to be giddy about right now.
I'm about 1/2 way through Weaveworld, and I'm totally sucked in. I laid in bed reading this morning instead of showering. That's never a good thing. :)
I watched Martha's new Apprentice show last night. I liked it and I even liked her catch phrase "You're just not a fit" (or something like that). Since I have to stop watching the Donald since he competes with Everwood. (Yes I do not have Tivo nor will I get it at this point. At some time in the future I may spring for it and then Michelle can I told you so all the way to the bank. Yes I plan some of my life around TV get over it.)
Yesterday I actually heard a person utter out loud "WTF." Just the letters and not the phrase it really means. It sounded weird.
I'm tired this morning and I don't know why, I was even in bed early last night. Although I was up at 5:30 because I had to pee and then I couldn't get back to sleep so I read from then until 7.
Matty don't read the next part because you're a sissy pants... And don't say I didn't warn you if you do foolishly read it!
Yesterday while I was walking home I was thinking about the bread knife that cut my finger and the book Tiger Eyes, by Judy Blume. I read it years and years ago (it had a much better cover a way back when), and it might have actually been one of my favorites at the time. (Short synopsis: Girl's father gets killed in a hold up at his convenience store. Girl's family goes off the deep end and moves to New Mexico. Girl and family learns to cope.) Because girl is so scared she starts keeping a bread knife under her pillow in case she needs it. I never understood this part. Our bread knives at home were dull and didn't have pointy ends so how was this a useful weapon, I would wonder. After receiving bread knife cut, I knew. Ok it could be useful, except you'd really have to like slit an invader's throat with it because it still doesn't have a pointy end to stab into someone. Sometimes I have too much time on my hands while I'm walking home. :)
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
- While in the shower, Rigby fell in. I left her there for a little while until she started jumping around like a crazed squirrel. Then I had to rescue her. My apartment building is OLD and the bathroom door doesn't shut so well. If I were to shut it hard enough to lock it, there is a chance (and it's happened before) I could get stuck in there, so it doesn't get shut tightly and hence, Rig & Tess can push the door open.
- While cutting my English muffin this morning, I happily cut open my index finger with the bread knife.
- While racing to the bathroom to get a band-aid, I stumbled. Over Rigby, who has this uncanny ability to put her body exactly where I am about to put my foot down. I didn't fall, but she did get kicked. (Accidentally, people, accidentally)
- My cheese was moldy.
- As I was leaving, I remembered that I had a chiropractor appointment. My cute little skirt is not appropriate for chiropractor office, so I had to go back and get jeans to change into after work.
- As I was trying to leave, I stepped wrong and found myself about to fall. I was trying to put my other foot down without falling, when who should be under other foot. Tess. I manage to find another place to put my foot, without falling.
If I didn't have 2 important meetings this morning I would've totally called in today. :)
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Monday, September 19, 2005
But I digress, I went to the library a few days ago to find this book and searched the shelves. It wasn't there. I tried the other shelves of 'we recommend' and all that, not there. I go to the librarian, and apparently I did more to find the book than she would've since she just went to the shelf where the book should have been and said, it isn't here. Well, duh, I had already figured that part out. So I put it on hold and picked it up on Sunday and started it on Sunday. Now I'm sucked in. I'm barely in the first few chapters but I just want to keep reading. I read much of Sunday evening and some again this morning. I brought it with me to work so I could read at lunch. I'm hooked. It is rich in description. I'm just enjoying every minute of it. And now I have to go tell gay, pothead, bartending husband that he was right. Dammit! :)
Saturday, September 17, 2005
1 - I have a motherfuckingspyware on my computer that I can't get rid of. This is worse than when Mysearch hijaked my browser. Stupid motherfucking cocksuckers who create this bullshit winfixer.
2 - In happier and more cheerful news, today was the day of caring at my college. I volunteered to go with a group of incoming new students again. I did this last year too. Today we went to an elementary school and did a bunch of improvement projects. We painted in the cafeteria, did some cutting and pasting, did some sewing if pillows.... and stuff like that. It was a fun day. Much better than last year's project where we shoveled rotten food.
Friday, September 16, 2005
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Edit: Well, apparently I'm not so easy that they can do the stuff online and let the computer make the decision. A real person has to decide. So, I didn't get like an insta-approval. However, I have been looking at little places online and the part of me that isn't completely freaking out is a little intrigued. But mostly I'm freaking out.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
I dreamt that my sister was still alive but sick. I spent the whole dream searching for the cure. It was very distinctly a quest. I was just searching around this house and there were originally just one or 2 ferrets but then they kept multiplying. They kept trying to escape the house and I kept trying to keep them all together. Somehow they were connected to the cure. And one in particular was white.
Ferret: To see a ferret in your dream, symbolizes distrust and suspicion of others. The dream may also be a pun on searching. (That makes me laugh because Matty always accuses me of not trusting anyone.)
White: White represents purity, perfection, peace, innocence, dignity, cleanliness, awareness, and new beginnings. You may be experiencing a reawakening or have a fresh outlook on life. However, in Eastern cultures, white is associated with death and mourning.
Search: To dream that you are searching for something, signifies the need to find something that is missing or needed in your life. You may be searching for a solution to a problem.
Sick: To dream that you or others are sick, denotes discordance and trouble in your life. It may also signal a part of yourself that needs to be healed, either physically or mentally. Perhaps you are wallowing in your own self-pity. You need to quit feeling sorry for yourself.
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Do you ever think of doing something destructive, but of course you don't? Like today I was walking home from work and I had my keys in my hand since the stupid pockets on these pants are useless, and I just kept thinking 'I could reach over and key this car in an instant.' Of course I don't because the Catholic guilt would kill me, but sometimes just the thought of the satisfying noise just makes me happy. I suppose that's another reason I need hockey. :)
September and October just kill me at work. Damn new faculty. I just keep repeating the exact same speil over and over and over to explain benefits until I feel like my head is going to explode. And every year (so far) we get promised things will be better and every year they aren't. I have 7 days to meet with 20 something more faculty, get their benefit elections and get them entered into the payroll system. I don't think it is going to happen. Especially when contract lady hadn't entered their payroll records yet so I can't enter their benefits deductions. Sigh.
Tonight I decided I wanted Fried Chicken, but I didn't want it fried so I baked it. Last time I soaked the chicken in milk then coated it with the coating and tossed it in the oven. Unfortunately this left a lot of dry coating that was like I took a spoonful of the stuff and just put it in my mouth. I hit upon a great idea though. I mixed the milk and the coating in a little bowl and then coated the chicken. I'm hoping this works well. :D
Monday, September 12, 2005
Edit: I need to learn not to fear the salt when cooking. I almost always eliminate it from my recipes and in some cases it kind of needs the salt. Like I can put it in later when eating, but I think it needs to cook into it.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
When I used to live in Alaska, my friends, Kate & Dave, lived about 5 apartments down from me. Periodically Dave would eat what I cooked because Kate was a vegetarian and sometimes the boy just needed protein. He would ask me for the recipe and I would say some of this and some of that, but I was never able to say I used 1/2 teaspoon of garlic and 1/4 teaspoon of pepper or whatever. It was just random stuff around.
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Me: Hey, pop around?
Me: (a bit confused now) Our dad, is he around?
Her: Mmm... I think you have the wrong number.
Me: Hmm... Is this Mandy's house?
Her: Ooohh Yes. You must be her sister, this is Katrina, her friend.
Me: Ooohhh, you sounded just like my sister. So are my parents around?
Her: No. They went back to Arizona.
Me: Oh. Okay.
Her: I'm sorry, they didn't tell you... they went home. That's so weird.
Me: Not really actually.
Her: So weird... they went back Tuesday they definitely should be there by now.
Me: Okay thanks. I'll try them at home.
Her: That's so weird that they didn't tell you, I'm sorry...
Me: No probl. Thanks.
Heh. So I guess my mother is done hiding from the lawyers. I like how I get to know these things.
Friday, September 09, 2005
On my way home from the doctor today, I came across Irma and her daddy out for a walk. Irma is a little bit pudgy and I know they've been working hard to get her weight down, so when I saw them today I complimented her pop on the fact that Irma is looking slimmer and trimmer. Irma just stood looking tense, yet a little smug. A few weeks ago (months?) I ran into them and another woman came up while the dad and I were talking and commented that Irma was too fat and he really should make her lose weight. When the nosy old bitty left, Irma's dad commented that he felt really badly when people say that to him. He's trying very hard and he knows she's overweight. He pointed out that they've been working and she's down 4 whole ounces. Of course since Irma is the tiniest little chocolate chihuahua 4 ounces is a big deal. Irma's daddy is this nice older guy who chats with me when he gets a chance. We started talking when I would be out walking Minka & Baxter. He has an incredible memory for stuff, and remembered that one had passed away (I hadn't seen him since Bax died). I kind of dig him. Today he was with his girlfriend, a nice older Asian lady. She paid me two of the nicest compliments that I've ever gotten. First she said that I don't look 30 (I know, I'm 31, shut up!). Then when we were talking about the adoption of Tess & Rigby she said that I must look so young because I have such a good heart. That was sweet.
(The pic is not Irma, but damn looks just like her freakin' cute.)
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Anyway that just makes me laugh because I think I kind of want to live my life in the Amazing Montessori School style. Why can't we all just share? I think it represents some of my worse dirty hippie tendencies. Michelle & I were discussing them today while talking about me getting to pick one of the new peevers. I'm a wee bit stressed about it because I don't want anyone to feel bad if I don't pick them. And I made the comment that we should just be like Montessori school and all share. She then replied with "Are you fucking kidding me?" Michelle is not so much on the Montessori method. (Yes I realize I'm totally simplifying the Montessori methods and theories and that there's a ton more to it.) Sometimes I'm amazed Michelle & I are friends at all. :)
Anyway, we played darts with a straight guy that he knows. He seemed like a nice enough guy, but straight guys V knows tend to be 'curious' and I tend to be leery of that.
Now having had my required water and alleve to hypothetically ease my potential hangover, I'm off to bed.
(Mrs. Langdinham God! I don't watch West Wing but it happens to be on and in the TWOP recaps of Joan of Arcadia, they'd refer to Mrs.LangdinghamGod and now I see her on the show. Ok I might be sobering up from being on the drunker side of tipsy.)
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
T - E - R - I - Y - A - K - I spells teriyaki. It does not spell coffee shop or cafe or Starbucks. So why would you walk in and order 2 lattes, iced. And then when the Asian guy looks at you blankly, don't speak more slowly in case the language was a barrier. Because the teriyaki restaurant does not have lattes. They have teriyaki. Hence the name. Then, once it dawns on you that you are in the wrong place, and you think about ordering food, you should at least have the courtesy to wait until the guy is free before you start shouting an order to him. Then don't storm out in a huff because he isn't dropping what he is doing and he can't help you right that second. I don't think decent behavior is too much to ask for.
Fellow teriyaki diner.
I've spent the past 3 evenings watching parts of Ever After on Oxygen. My absolute favorite part is the very end of the movie from about the part where Drew is taken in by Mr. LePew to the end. That look of recognition when they see Drew as the princess is just fab. Plus when Jacqueline, the dark haire done who was also in But I'm a Cheerleader, says "No, mother, I'm only here for the food" I always laugh my ass off. Karma's a bitch Angelica. (I know I go from character name to actress name, I don't know all the names of the actresses.)
I made kick ass enchiladas tonight. Every time I make them I do something a little different. Today I added colby and jack shredded cheese along with the regular cheddar I usually use. It was cheesetastic! :) Then I also made chicken stock. It's becoming a thing. Every time I make enchiladas I make stock too. Except I don't use that much stock in regular cooking so I have a bunch of it in the freezer. The littlest gladware tubs are perfect to put it in.
Some time last year, I took a homebuyer class that qualifies me for various state homeowner programs. Off and on since then I've done some generic searches for homes. I keep thinking I want to buy a cute little condo somewhere in my current area. Maybe back towards the central district because I think they'll be less expensive than directly on the hill. But now I'm thinking that if in 4 years I go through with my current plan of (hopefully) being able to start taking in a foster kid or two I would need a bigger place than a 1 bedroom condo. Now, Michelle would say buy now, then use the equity I build up and all that to buy the next place in 3 - 4 years when I need the bigger space. Which I guess I could do, but at the same time I kind of have the opinion that when I buy a place and move in, I don't want to have to move again for a long time. Although I know she's right about the whole buy up concept. Sigh. And although I don't THINK I'm waiting because I'm still single blah blah blah, maybe I am in my subconscious. Eh, it's too much to think about at 11:30 on Monday night when I have to work tomorrow.
Monday, September 05, 2005
Sunday, September 04, 2005
But Hawking has simplified the origin of the universe, the nature of space
and time, and what holds it all together to an unprecedented degree, inviting
nonscientists to share his obvious awe and love of the unseen forces that shape
it all. (Amazon's review)
- I'm 31 years old. I haven't done one in about 20 years. What was I thinking?
- I was laying on my bed when I tried it. My mattress (and bed actually) came from Ikea back in 99 I think. It was the cheapest mattress Ikea offers so is this something that'll stand the test of time? Not so much. I was laying upside down with my head at the foot and because that's where I sit all the time to put shoes on, it is kind of sagging there so I was already kind of upside down.
- Plus since I was on the bed there wasn't the necessary solid base to push up from.
- So I tried and failed and then just lay on the bed laughing. Which for some reason struck me as totally absurd so I just kept laughing. For about 15 minutes. I am sure if the neighbors could hear me they must've thought I was just nuts. And maybe for a minute or two I was. :)
I feel I should edit, because it seems like I injured myself trying. I didn't hurt myself at all. Just flopped back on the bed laughing my ass off.
Friday, September 02, 2005
I'm still going. I THINK she helped me with my back. It got better. Did it get better as a result of her manipulation or as a result of time, hard to say. She pointed out that I walk on the outside of my feet and that may be contributing to why my heel won't heal. So she did a massage thing and recommended exercises to encourage my muscles to want to adjust the way I walk. I've been doing them and discovering that it kills both my legs and back because they're used to walking the 'wrong' way. I told her that today and she did some pushing adjusting thing that seems like it made my lower back and legs feel better. She moved around my hips. And mentioned 'enlongating' my muscles. She commented on the tightness of my right calf. It is always tight and lately we've added leg cramps into the mix. I've woken up twice this week with these massive leg cramps, unable to move my leg. I need her to tell me what she should do, though. I'm not into this whole holistic thing. I say I have pain here, she says ok let's do this. Not, what do you think I should do? I pay you to know this crap. :) I'm going again next week. We'll see if I keep going.
Yum! I had Greek food for dinner. I didn't realize no one else I knew was as huge a fan of Greek as I was. It was just Greek take-out, but it made me happy.
A cute boy smiled at me as I was on my way home. And then he said hi. Ok so it wasn't earth shattering. There was no hand holding. It was a casual smile and hello, but it made my evening.
WC waved at me today. Across the food getting area in the caf. (this first part is important in my neurotic world because HE initiated the greeting, not me...) Then I was in line waiting on food, and he stood with me and we chatted while he too waited for his food. A very small portion of it was witty repartee, the rest of it was awkward small talk*. But we expressed a mutual love of bacon. And a desire to eat weird foods when we were children. Yeah, I've broken through 1 wall but now we have the harder normal conversation wall.
*Ok I'm a girl and one who thinks too much so what I translate to awkward small talk may not in fact be awkward small talk but we did discuss getting salmonella poisoning from undercooked caf chicken which is how it segued into weird things we ate as children. I also need to work on responding to the things said and not having the conversation pieces in my head so that I sometimes say disjointed things because I'm mapping out the convo and it isn't going where I mapped it to go. Darn that. :)