Michelle's Answers

1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
Write a screenplay.
2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I did not keep my new year's resolutions and I will make the same ones again until I do.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Not this year.
4. Did anyone close to you die?
Nope.
5. What countries did you visit?
Mexico, Canada. I am not one for leaving the continent.
6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004?
Self control.
7. What date(s) from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
September 20th since I turned 30. May 24th was the day I started my new job.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
I stayed on a cleansing juice fast for a month.
9. What was your biggest failure?
I am 5 lbs. heavier than I was at this time last year.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
I got food poisoning.
11. What was the best thing you bought?
A house. No, wait, TiVo!
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Celebration? I don't know that anyone was that good.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
My own. Seriously, get a hold of yourself!
14. Where did most of your money go?
The house. And eating out.
15. What did you really get excited about?
The possibility of going to grad school and quitting work.
16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2004?
Hey ya!
17. Compared to last year, are you:
happier or sadder - The same.
thinner or fatter - Fatter!
richer or poorer - Not sure. I make more money, but now I have an expensive house.
18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Exercise.
19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Eat.
20. How did you spend Christmas?
Same as always. At my mom's. And we went to see Meet the Fockers.
21. Did you fall in love in 2004?
Nope. Well, maybe with my iPod.
22. One night stands?
Nope. Not a husband-approved activity.
23. What was your favorite TV program?
Still NYPD Blue. It was really good this year.
24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
The leprechaun.
25. What was the best book you read?
Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides
26. What was your greatest musical discoveries?
Sarah McLachlan. A rediscovery, I guess.
27. What did you want and get?
TiVo! An iPod! A new job!
28. What were your favorite films of this year?
13 Going on 30, Hero, The Five Obstructions, Saved!
29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
Get pissed at some ass and cancel my party. Drink. 30.
30. What would have made the year that much better?
Not working.
31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004?
Clothes that fit me.
32. What kept you sane?
Complaining in public.
33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
The most? Brad Pitt.
34. What political issue stirred you the most?
Illegal immigration. It is choking California.
35. Who did you miss?
My friends. Hardly saw anyone in person this year.
36. Who was the best new person you met?
Lupe, the housekeeper.
37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004:
I think part of the problem is that I didn't learn any lessons!
38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Shake it like a polaroid picture!

1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
Got a tattoo
2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don't generally make New Year's resolutions. They never work out.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Not as far as I know.
4. Did anyone close to you die?
Not this year.
5. What countries did you visit?
Does California count? Oh wait, technically that was last year.
6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004?
Sex
7. What date(s) from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
Probably my birthday, March 13th, because we had such a blast. February 14 because it was the crappiest day I have had in recent memory.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Kept my job for the whole year. :) Survived the summer without my boss.
9. What was your biggest failure?
I failed to get laid! :S
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Fell down the stairs at work and suffered a very minor 'golfer's elbow'
11. What was the best thing you bought?
My back lotion putter onner or my tension rod for my curtain across the kitchen.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Does anyone's ever merit celebration? Really, we should just be as good as we can be.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Oh so many...Although I don't really get depressed about other's behavior.
14. Where did most of your money go?
Rent. :(
15. What did you really really get excited about?
Camping with my girls, turning 30
16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2004?
Anything by Linkin Park because I really started listening to them this year, and working out to them. Ask me by the Smiths. (although that may go back to 03)
17. Compared to last year, are you:
happier or sadder - A little of both.
thinner or fatter - Hypothetically thinner, but not noticibly so.
richer or poorer - About the same
18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Seen people I know and like.
19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Drink
20. How did you spend Christmas?
Opened presents. Watched TV. Ate steak & mashed potatoes for 'Christmas dinner'
21. Did you fall in love in 2004?
Does celebrity stalking count? no.
22. One night stands?
Not so much.
23. What was your favorite TV program?
Veronica Mars, the 1st Apprentice, Joan of Arcadia, Dead Like Me until bastardo Showtime cancelled it.
24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
I only hate 1 person, Satan, my heinousexbrotherinlaw. And I have hated him for years and years. Otherwise hate is wasted.
25. What was the best book you read?
Harry Potter #5
26. What was your greatest musical discoveries?
Bowling for Soup, Simple Plan, Smile Empty Soul
27. What did you want and get?
My boss to quit her job to be a full time mom, opening the door for ME to get her job (fingers still crossed)
28. What were your favorite films of this year?
50 First Dates is suddenly my favorite movie ever. Otherwise I can't remeber being wowed by much of anything I've seen at the movies lately.
29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I have hit the big 30. We went to gay bingo and then drinking after that. Michelle came up for a visit for birthdayfest 2004. I'm sure all future birthdays will pale in comparison.
30. What would have made the year that much better?
More sex
31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004?
I don't even know what that question means. Fatchick clothes I suppose.
32. What kept you sane?
The Sims. I like controlling others' lives when I can hardly control mine. Or maybe the hero worship of my Brownies.
33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Just one? Wil Wheaton. The whole list really is too long and probably embarrassing to go through.
34. What political issue stirred you the most?
Abortion. I'm all for it.
35. Who did you miss?
A lot of different people, mostly at random inopportune moments. Probably Mr. Right, I suspect he walked out of the bookstore a mere few minutes before I walked in.
36. Who was the best new person you met?
There are so many new people I met this year that I couldn't specifiy the best.
37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004:
I don't know that I could name just one (which translates to I don't freakin' know)
38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
I wanna find something I've wanted all along, Somewhere I Belong... (from Linkin Park)

When animals attack

I had a dream this morning that I was being attacked by a monkey. Like it was in my house and I was trying to protect it, but it kept attacking me.

Monkey: To see a monkey in your dream, symbolizes deceit people are working to advance their own interest. Monkeys also symbolize a playful and mischievous side of your own personality or an immature attitude.
To see a monkey hanging or swinging from a tree, denotes that you be troubled by young ones.
To dream that you are feeding a monkey, denotes that you betrayed by someone whom you thought cared about your interests

Attack: To dream that you are being attacked by an animal, is a warning to be careful with those around you. Take notice on who you know in your waking like that shares and exhibits the same qualities of the animal that attacked you in your dream.

Protect: To dream that you are protecting someone, suggests that you are putting up an emotional wall or barrier between you and others around you. Consider who or what you are protecting for clues as to what aspect of your own self you are afraid of letting out and letting others know.

Damn, that's a pretty messed up dream. Apparently, I should be cautious as all hell because someone is going to do me some wrong.

Ghost in the graveyard

What time is it?? Did y'all ever play this game when you were kids? I can't actually remember exactly how we played it. I remember a person at the end of a field kind of like red light green light. I'm not sure how we advanced, but at midnight we all had to run like hell back to the start line. Where does this random memory come from you might ask? If I were the superstitious type I would totally believe I have a ghost in my apartment. The walls knock frequently and kind of eerily. It almost sounds like knocking. Since my wall is an outerwall it can't possibly be like a grumpy neighbor. Grumpy pigeon maybe. Then there's the constant banging on the radiator. V claims his radiator doesn't bang. I can really only assume it is the pipes, but it is a tiny bit scary sometimes.

In other thoughts, are the girls EVER going to win against the boys on the Real World Road Rules Challenge? Ooh and I wonder if little Robin and Mark are still together after the show.

Male/Female Checklist

My coworker and I were lamenting today on men and how difficult it is to find single, straight ones. Not all men wear wedding rings, and not all non-flaming men are straight as we’ve discovered. She had been flirting with a guy at her other job for a few weeks only to discover this past week that he is married. Any married man take note, unless it is blindingly obvious that you are married (ie gold, silver or platinum band on your left hand) don’t flirt with us singletons. We may actually think you are serious. I was out on Thursday night of last week and met this niceish guy in the gay bar I frequent. Now since I’m in a gay bar, I have one stock assumption, the boys are gay. Friday night, my friend V, talks to him and discovers said guy is straight. Hell, had I known he was straight; I might have made more of an effort. Yeah, I flirt with gay boys, but I don’t necessarily need to add to my roster of gayboyfriends. I have too many as it is. As my coworker and I were swapping stories, it became clear what we needed. We need an identification card system for men. They carry them and we can accurately get all the statistics we need in one glance. The statistics we need:

• Straight or Gay or Bi
• Married or Single or Living in Sin
• Employed full time (I’m not money grubbing, I just want him to have a full time job, although Michelle would say income)
• Number of kids
• Living situation (I don’t care if he has roommates as long as they are not his parents and/or an ex (current) girlfriend)
• Age (Real Age – None of this 50 but acts like 30 shit)
• Drug habits (I personally am not 420 friendly, but hey this will help a gal who is)
• Smokers (Again, not for me personally but for the broad spectrum)
• Diseases??? (You know if I can catch something I want to know ahead of time)
• Religion
• Virgin? (I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know the exact number, unless that number is zero)

In return, I'll offer up that we women will carry the same card. Hell, I'll even throw in a few for us that aren't on there for men:

• Prada/Gucci/Louis Vuitton habit
• Kink factor
• Spits or swallows
• Currently taking mood stabilizing medications
• Preferred method (or current method) of birth control including pill taking reliability
• Actual Cup Size (as opposed to those fancy schmancy bras we wear that can trick you)
• Any past psycho behavior (to later be defined)

C'mon wouldn't this make life so much easier. We read down the stats, if we can live with them great we can begin the process, if not, we don't end up wasting each other's time. :)

Back at work

And already I'm tired. I hit the gym this morning and then had this whole mental - not attack- but maybe mentalness where I started thinking, are we supposed to be back today or tomorrow? I blame this 100% on moral turpitude guy since he mentioned he had today off because of the holiday over the weekend. There were no staff members anywhere in the gym and usually I see like 3 - 4. But I finished my workout and shower and all that and came into the office. Fortunately (or unfortunately depending) we are working to day. :P I will be very glad when all the people who made "Go to the gym" their New Year's Resolutions finally quit so I can have my nice quiet 6AM time back. I'm liking the new heart rate monitor, now I just need to find a reliable chart that tells me what the good range is. I've seen a very wide range of rates and just want one that is accurateish. But when I hit 172 heart rate, I knew that was less good so I slowed down and kept it between 150ish down a bit to 140ish. By the time I was done working out and did the cool down I could see the rate go down to a nice calm level. It was very nice.

Movies movies movies!

You know that one movie that no matter how often you watch it, it will make you cry... My Girl is that movie for me. I found it up on the fancy cable channels and watched the end of it this morning. Even before anything really starts happening I start tearing up - it was at the part where Thomas J (a very very young McCauley Culkin) is out in the forest looking for the mood ring just before he got stung by the bees. And then I bawl through the entire rest of the movie, which is okay because that's part of the fun right? :) I also watched 50 First Dates last night. I really liked it but got a little teary toward the end. It was just so sweet. To counteract the schmaltzy romancy stuff, I then watched Charlie's Angels 2. It is a good combo - 1st romance and schmaltz and then blowing things up! :) Now I'm watching Pirates of the Carribean (which I got for Christmas in a rare bit of my mother actually buying something on my Christmas list). Did I mention I also watched Spanglish earlier this week? I really liked it. I think I like Adam Sandler more than I thought I did.

Joanne Attempts to photoblog

I feel compelled to explain that almost all of these were taken by V and not me, which is why I don't actually know who most of these people are...


Random Gayboy #1. We shall call him Ethan. Ethan is the lead singer for the up and coming band The Rum & Cokes. Ethan likes long walks on the beach and loves his cat Shelby.


Random gay boys #2. I actually know the one in the white baseball cap is bisexual. We shall call him Jim. The other we shall call Franky. Jim has a wife but she lets him do what he wants on the side as long as he keeps buying her furs and diamonds. Franky is on his 3rd exhusband. They keep throwing his alcoholic ass out of the house.



Random "straight" boys. The one in the blue shirt is John. I know that. He introduced himself and I talked to him Thursday night as well. The one in the striped shirt we'll call Cliff. We'll pretend that they really are straight (they did say that, but you know you can't trust everything you hear). Cliff has been looking for love in all the wrong places. Most obviously since he is in a gay bar. John has 2 kids from 2 different women. He is a playa.



V and the lesbians. Amy in the middle and AJ on the end. Amy and AJ have known each other for 9 years and been together for 4 months. AJ is a basketball coach. I learned far more about them than anyone should know on a first meeting, but whatever. I think lesbians are like that.



Joanne and the lesbians. I think this one speaks for itself.




And finally, Joanne at the end of the night. The beautiful pink dye on my shirt and pants are courtesy of Heather. The glass she is pretending to spill is actually club soda that we got from the bar to try to get the red out. It didn't really. She originally spilled an entire cosmo. How sad is it to spill a whole drink? OH MY GOD, I just realized I walked all through QFC like that. With no coat to cover up. That's so drunk and trashy.

**The backstories on everyone except the lesbians and the real name of John might be fictitious. I might have made them up to make the stories a little more interesting.

Left Handed

I'm working on the photo upload right now to make my post about alcoholicness and New Year's Eve. But, I thought I'd post a little thing about being left handed. I get asked frequently if I've always been left handed. Strangely enough, the answer to that is no, I haven't always been left handed. But I find it such an odd question. Do right handed people get that, have you always been right handed? This comes up because again last night, I was asked. So then I feel compelled to explain and then it is just weird. I was ambidextrous until the 2nd grade, so I could pick up a pencil with whichever hand was closest and write exactly the same. In the 2nd grade, my teacher made me choose a hand. I don't actually remember this but my parents do because they were a little bitter about it for a while. Finally much later, in one of my ed classes in college I discovered why they forced me to pick a hand. Apparently there is some link between ambidextrousness and learning disabilities. So hypothetically using only one hand prevented them? I don't really know because I was a damn good reader as a child. (I know I know there are other learning disabilities besides dyslexia, but back then that was the biggie).

How to Post Pictures

Dear Drunks,

Check out this page for instructions on how to post pictures without having to store them on your own server. I have found it easiest to post the pic first without trying to figure out where to put the text of the post. Then I go into Blogger and edit the post.

-Michelle

Chicken & Cheese and Asprin

I might be drunk. I might be very drunk. I might be room spinning when my eyes close drunk. I might have had a good time though. In the morning I will be sober enough to figure out how to photoblog and print pics of my drunkeness. Although actually I think there may only be 2 pics of me in the photoblogging.

We started out the night at RPlace where we met upwith lesbians. I am neither confirming or denying it but there may have been kissing. Wait I should clarify. Before I left, I drank a cherry rum redbull cherry syrup and 7up. I got to Rplace and jeffy my gaybarendingpothead fiance was on duty and poured me a huge cup of mango rum and oj. I love mango rum and oj. and we played darts with lesbians and talked with lesbians and my other love who is not my gayboypothead fiance but might be my weird husband (entirely similar to gaypotheadfiance) was there. He fondled my breasts. He likes to do that but I was wearing excessive cleavage bra so there wasn't much to fondle that was my actual boobie. I love casey. V hates casey. But I hate wade who joined us after a while. Wade makes my head hurt but when I'm very drunk Wade makes sense. He made sense. :) Then we left before midnight and went to Manray. I don't like Manray. Usually. BUT tonight my friend Shannon and his straight girl Heather was there. So I joined them. I love Shannon. He said I was cool. Before I moved up here, he was one of the really cool kids and he called me cool. It would be like if one of the cheerleaders or the quarter back said Oh you're cool. SO I have loved Shannon for a long time. So he & I sat and talked and then his girl spilled red alcohol on my shirt and jeans. Poor shirt and jeans. I was so sad for them. And it was cold. She felt bad. Good for feeling bad. Did I say I love Shannon? So we rang in the new year at Manray and then went to QFC. We may have been too drunk to be in QFC, but whatever. I got Chicken & Cheese & Asprin. V claims that if you drink a cup of water (or probably 2) and 2 asprin you won't get a hangover. We shall see if that is true. Now I'm home and watching the Southpark Movie. They showed boobies AND said fuck. I'm surprised a little tiny bit.

So Happy New Year and may 2005 be the year of you. Or the year of me! Or both, but if it can only be one be the year of me. :D

He said what?!

So V & I went out tonight and were joined by his tranny friends and this other random guy. I've met the trannys before but this other guy is one they had just met. So we're up on the 3rd floor playing darts. He has already sidled up to the 2 trannys and had some sort of discussion that I couldn't really hear. So he comes around to where I'm at the table and says to me "There's just something about a man in drag that I find so hot you know. I'm not hitting on you or anything, but..." And at that point I cut him of and say "Uh, sweetie, you realize I'm a woman right?" He says, "Yeah, I knew that." Then he wanders off and I don't get to talk to him the rest of the evening. I laughed my ass off after he wandered away. He was kind of weird and even after the trannys left he kept talking to V, the whole time I'm thinking 'Please V, stop talking to him and shoo him off.' Finally the guy left.

New Year's Rockin' Eve

What to do what to do for New Year's Eve? The question is on the table again. My 1st option is to just drink the 2 bottles of rum that followed me home from the liquor store and watch a video and eat raspberry sorbet. My 2nd option is to go to RPlace with V and drink heavily. My 3rd option is Michelle's suggestion - Drink before I go to the bar so I don't spend too much money there, kiss lesbians and then come home and eat raspberry sorbet. My gayboypotheadbartending fiance** will be there I'm sure. I will probably do #3, although probably not with kissing lesbians, but depending on how drunk I get that may happen too.

**And just to clarify because I've talked about him a lot lately, Once upon a time, like a year ago, Jeffy started calling me his wife and I played along. Recently he asked me when we were finally going to get married and I said whenever he sets a date so he did. April 20th (which is how I discovered he's a pothead too.) Are we really going to get married on 4/20? Eh, probably not. Is he really gay, sadly yes. Is he really a pothead, yes obviously since he's always wanted to get married on 4/20. Is he really hot, oh yeah.

You got questions - we got answers

A) One Hour Photo (for a rare sighting of Michael Vartan's pubes) Seen it, scared the piss out of me; Homecoming Queen by Winifred Madison I will consult Seattle Public Library on this one; Ven Conmigo by Christina Aguilera I'll have to look into that too.

B) Who was someone in college who I knew who you had a crush on who I would be totally shocked to find out about? I did have a total crush on Helen's Rob but I think you knew that. I can't think of anyone you knew that I had a crush on that I wouldn't have told you... BUT I will tell you that there was this guy I used to make out with in the library closed book storage while we were supposed to be working. Who I later found out from Al that he just really liked kissing. We never went any further, just would make out once in a while in this closet. That's a funny memory.

What is the one thing you absolutely wish you could say to your mom? I've been thinking about this question for days. I think I have always wanted to point out that many of the things that she has bitched about about her own upbringing and her relationship with her mother are the same things she's done to me. She always used to complain about how she was a second class citizen in her own home and her mother loved her brother and sister more... and it was the same for me - She didn't even hide the fact that she loved both my sisters more, and she rarely makes the effort to really understand who I am. Which brings me to the fact that the bottom line reason I don't want to have kids is that I'm terrified that all those people who say "Just wait until you have kids and you'll find yourself saying those things too" might actually be right and that no matter how hard I try, I'll end up sounding like her. No 11 year old kid should be told "You'll be just like your sister and have abortions" when you don't even know what one is. (Ok that might be an overshare)

What is one thing you would do differently in your past if you could? I totally should've jumped on Aaron when I had the chance! :) (Aaron would be the boy of the hat story) Damn if I had a brain cell in my pretty little head and realized that there may have been some mutual interest...

Hockey!

I just got back from my hockey game. I really enjoyed it. The T-Birds won by 2 points. Towards the very end of the game, the Everett team pulled their goalie (T-birds were only up by 1 at that point) which allows them to have an extra man on the ice. T-Birds get the puck and manage to score on a no goalie situation. The last 45 seconds two fights broke out. It was kind of strange because the refs didn't stop it. They didn't do anything initially until like they were pulling each other down to the ground. However... I AM CURSED! Apparently when I choose my own hockey seats (as opposed to when my friend Sommar picks them when we go together) I get stuck sitting near pucks. I'll let you think about that for a minute to figure out what I mean by a puck... I had 2 of them next to me. Apparently at least one of the 2 has dated players on both teams as she felt the need to cheer for whoever had the puck at the time. They spoke in those high annoying valley girl way and reminded me of little bird girls. By the end of the game I wanted to kill either them or myself but I couldn't decide which. There was much discussion about how "I told zack he better not hit my curtis and now I'm pissed" and "Oh don't give him a bigger fat lip, I need to be able to kiss those lips." I was so tempted to put my headphones on so I didn't have to hear this crap anymore, but I didn't want to miss the announcements. In college Kate, Shelley and I always managed to find ourselves near an entire row of pucks. We learned far more about the sexual behaviors of our hockey players than any sane and normal person ever wanted to know.

On the way home from the Seattle Center, I walked to the bus stop. Here's one of the times Joanne isn't so smart. I could've picked up a bus on Broad in front of the EMP (I think it is Broad it might not be) which is a very busy street. If I had caught one of those buses I would've had to switch in front of Benaroya hall to the 2, so I decided catch the 2 directly. The 2's stop is on a road that would be busy, if it was during the day but it wasn't. So I'm standing there just hanging out waiting for the bus and for some reason I started crying. I blame it 100% on menstrual syndrome, but I was just standing there thinking about the single life and how tired I'm of being single. Michelle once told me (with regards to self-confidence but it applies here) that if you fake it long enough you start to believe it. So mostly I believe it that I don't mind being single and my life is great but standing there waiting for the bus, I stopped believing. And it made me sad. And I started wondering why I think I believe in fate or balance in the universe because obviously there is no justice out there. Then I stood there and realized how sad it is that I'm crying waiting for the bus and that made more tears fall. Luckily the bus came and I wiped my tears and came home. Sigh. I can't wait for the week to be over. (And then I read Michelle's comment about Greg and it made me giggle)

Stuffing big things into little things

Today I finally took down my Christmas tree so that I could have my craft table back. I have no idea how the original company managed to stuff that tree into the teeny tiny box. I can't ever get it back into the box without having a weird bulge in the middle. It is like when we were at Girl Scout Camp. These campers would come in with these sleeping bags that had to get stuffed back into these little bags. It would be Saturday morning, and parents would be pulling up and we'd have this little girl in hysterics "M..m..my f..fa...fath...father w..will be soooo so so mad if I can't get it baaaack innnn!!!" So Joanne and Michelle and all the other counselors would spend their morning trying to shove something very big into a fairly small hole. (Luckily I have had some experience with that... ;) ) (And I've just scandalized my little sister hee) After about the 1st week of camp we would be so used to the process that we could get them all done before breakfast. Random side note - if you have daughters (Timmy! and Katie) and you send them to summer camp and they come home with their hair braided - they haven't showered since at least the day before you picked them up and quite possibly since long before that. That was our trick, it was already difficult to get the girls to shower and they'd wash their hair but who knows if they did a good job or not so on Saturday morning all the little girls would get their hair braided by counselor Joanne or counselor Janel or anyone else to hide the fact that their hair was kind of icky and messy. I have had camp on my mind a lot lately. I was sitting here on the sofa yesterday and a random camp song came into my head. I think I just want to go to camp and not have to work a real job. :)

Diabetes

Apparently the only people who are home during the day have diabetes. This I have been able to learn from my 3 vacation days thus far (Next year, I don't know what I'm doing but I am SOOOO not spending them here in this apartment not cleaning and not working on any useful projects except playing Legend of Zelda Oracle of Seasons). I know I shouldn't complain because I am lucky I have these days off. Most people I know don't. But back to diabetes, I was able to discern that the entire stay-at-home population has it by incredibly scientific method. That's all the commercials they show during daytime television. Wilford Brimley (Didn't he die??) and his diabetes test strips. The new medicare prescription cards that will pay for your diabetes supplies. A variety of drugs that will help you with your diabetes. New testing apparatus that are out. AND My personal favorite - Mary Tyler Moore talking about Juvenile Diabetes with these annoying kids talking about who their hero is. Of course, with my tendency to snack all day long because I'm bored, I could be well on my way to adult fat chick diabetes so... (Ok just kidding Katie, don't get all worried). BAH! Again with the Wilford Brimley. I can't cope. Tomorrow I am going on a field trip. I don't know where, I don't even care where but I can't be in this apartment all day without wanting to kill someone. (uh oh, I'm the only one here.... :D)

Excessive shopping & traumatic TV

So one of my biggest problems when I was unemployed was that I would get bored and go wander downtown and spend money I didn't have. Now I'm gainfully employed, on vacation and bored and wandering downtown spending money I kindof have but shouldn't spend. :) Although today I only spent $27.00 so that's not too horrible. At my almost new favorite store Bed Bath & Beyond I found another extremely cool thing... Ok actually I already bought it like 2 weeks ago but I bought the wrong size and they let me exchange it even though I had lost the receipt. Anyway they have these shower curtain rods that are tension based so you can put it in a doorway or I guess the wall between the bathroom, but they are fabulous for me because I didn't want to put screws in the wall to hang up the curtain I have for between my living room & kitchen (doorway but nothing there) and the one I have for the closet (for some reason I have no closet doors). Anyway look how easily I get sidetracked... I also bought Wil Wheaton's new book Just A Geek. Yay. I have a small schoolgirl crush on Wil Wheaton. I loved him in Stand By Me. I only watched Star Trek Next Generation when he would be on. After he left the show, I stopped watching. Once I started reading his blog, I started having a great respect for him. Any guy who loves his wife and step-kids the way he apparently does is a good guy. I'm excited to start the book... :)

With nothing else on this evening, I decided to watch Mystic River. Somethingorother Award winning for Tim Robbins and Sean Penn. All I can say is I want that 45 minutes back. It was painfully slow and required way more focus than I wanted to give it. So then I switched to The Amazing Race for the last 15 minutes of the show. Michelle & I have been talking about this show recently because she knows one of the women on the show this round. I figured I would check it out since Veronica Mars is in reruns. It was painful (not painful sad, but painful like a tooth being drilled without novacaine). I think maybe it was because I don't watch the show regularly AND it was a highlights clip show but I didn't like any of the people shown and thought they were so awful I wouldn't want to see any of them win. Of course much of reality tv is like that.

Noah's Ark Dream

Ok not exactly a Noah's Ark dream, but there were several animals in last night's dream. It is entirely possible it is related to the watching of the Lion King yesterday but here goes...

I was with this guy and we were shopping. We were looking at these little stone carvings of animals. He was looking for a bear and found it but I (I think it was me) dropped it. So we were crawling on the ground and there were all these other little stone carvings of animals on the ground too and we couldn't find his bear. I found an alligator, a bird, a turtle, I think a dolphin or whale, a dragon fly and I want to say a Lion (but I could be thinking that based on the aformentioned Lion King sighting).

According to Dreammoods...

Stone: To see stones in your dream, symbolizes strength, unity, and unyielding beliefs. Consider the common phrase "etched in stone" which suggest permanence and unchanging attitudes. Some stones also carry sacred and magical meanings. Alternatively, stones may relate to issues of moral judgment and/or guilt.

I couldn't find a description for charm or little carved thing. So we'll go with the animals

Bear: Alternatively, bears symbolize the cycle of life and death and renewal. It may signal of period of introspection and thinking. The dream may also be a pun on "bare". Perhaps you need to bare your soul and let everything out into the open.

Alligator: To see an alligator in your dream, symbolizes treachery, deceit, and hidden instincts. It may be a signal for you to take a new perspective on a situation. It may also represent your ability to move between the material world of waking life and the emotional, repressed world of the unconscious. Alternatively, the alligator represents healing powers and qualities.

Bird: To dream of a chirping and/or flying birds, represents joy, harmony, ecstasy, balance, and love. It denotes a sunny outlook in life. You will experience spiritual freedom and psychological liberation. It is almost as if a weight has been lifted off your shoulders.

Dolphin: To see a dolphin in your dream, symbolizes spiritual guidance, your intellect, mental attributes and emotional trust. Utilize your mind to its capacity and you will move upward in life. Alternatively, it suggests that a line of communication has been established between the conscious and unconscious aspects of yourself. Dolphins represent your willingness and ability to explore and navigate through your emotions.

Lion: To see a lion in your dream, symbolizes great strength, aggression and power. You will overcome your emotions and/or difficulties. As king of the jungle, the lion also represents royalty, leadership, pride and dominion. You have much influence over others. You may also need to exercise restraint in your own personal and social life.

Turtle: To see turtles in your dream, suggests that you will make slow but steady progress. You need to slow down and pace yourself. Alternatively, it indicates that you are sheltering yourself from the realities of life.

Whale: To see a whale in your dream, represents your intuition and awareness. You are in tuned to your sense of spirituality. Alternatively, it indicates a relationship or business project that is too enormous to handle.

Dragonfly: To see a dragonfly in your dream, symbolizes changes. It may also indicate that something in our life may not not appear as it seems.

Anyone care to take a stab at what this all means?

It's Michelle's Fault

Since I responded on Michelle's Blog I have to post this here (I don't HAVE to, it isn't like she's twisting my arm or anything).

(A) First, recommend to me:1. a movie2. a book3. a musical artist, song, or album
(B) Ask me three questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want. Answers will be posted in a couple days--great time for strangers to say hi.
(C) Then go back to your blog and copy and paste this, allowing your friends to ask you anything; say that you stole it from me.