I found a new vacation spot. The Bay of Fundy. New Brunswick, Canada. It’s about a 30 hour drive from here, so I don’t think I’ll be going anytime soon. But pictures are beautiful. You go to the Hopewell Rocks and when tide is up you can kayak around them and when tide is out you can walk around. Very cool. You should Google it.
- I’m waiting:: for love
- Speak:: freely
- Roger…:: Wilco
- Knock knock:: who’s there?
- Hybrid:: cars
- Can’t believe my eyes:: I
- Hooked:: on Phonics
- Pontificate:: supreme
- Slime:: Nickelodeon
- Unwelcome:: Alanis Morissette (I know it’s “Unwanted”, but it’s what came first)
To: whoever broke into my car last night
First of all, broke in is relative. I keep the car unlocked. Don’t you think there might be a reason why? I don’t think the pennies and nickels you walked away from the car with were worth your time. You also missed the garage door opener (the address was on the insurance card you fiddled with), the cell phone charger (coulda made some money on ebay), 2 new windshield wipers (sealed, laying on the floor in the back seat), and a pen.
Better luck next time.
- Stink:: -y
- Renewal:: urban
- I remember…:: very little about my childhood
- Loneliness:: is a four-letter word, but alone is not
- Ooooh:: baby
- For real:: man
- Titanium:: pipes
- Get down:: and groove
- Rupture:: a spleen
- Dramatic:: ending
Jolly good, wot! Anyone for tennis? That'll be ten ponies, guv. You're the epitome of everything that is English. Yey Hoist that Union Jack!
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There was a dearth of quality (or even watch-able) television shows on last night. I actually turned the TV off. My room has never been cleaner. The desktop, that has had papers etc piled a foot deep since I moved in – it’s clear. Piles gone. OK, so there’s one small one (inch-thick) pile that just needs to be filed, and it moved into my closet (which is where the filing crates are), so I’m basically done. Rug cleaned. Clothes put away (and drawers reorganized). Only thing left is the very stinky kitty litter. It’s about a week overdue to be changed. Then the cats might need baths, since they stink too (or at least their paws do) and that grosses me out.
Next Crappy TV night? Maybe I’ll read a book. How about that?
I’m trying to get technical support for my iPaq via hp’s website. This should be interesting.
Yes, I said it.
CBS is showing some basketball thing, so CSI and Without A Trace aren’t on. I’m so sad! There’s crap on, then, from 8 until… 10:30. Bite me.
If you’ve read my list of Pet Peeves, you know I hate talking on the phone. This afternoon, from 3:30-4:30, I’m the only person here to answer phones. Yech. The lady who usually does it then was taken to the hospital over lunch – her heart was racing and they took her away in an ambulance. So, to get me through these trying times (because you know it’s all about me), I had to get some Starbucks to make it through to 4:30 (though I had to pay in quarters, because that’s all I’ve got).
I had fun planning our Mexican fest we’ll be eating Sunday night. Apparently I really wanted to entertain, because I just went gung-ho on it all. While sadly there are two people who won’t be coming, it does mean I don’t have to be super vegetarian-friendly, which is a good thing.
My hand is still hurting. Did I mention that here before? [checking] Yes, yes I did. Today I wore my wrist brace to work, even though it’s not really my wrist at all. It’s all I’ve got, though. I’ll try to get to Walgreens tomorrow to get a glove-like thing, and see if that works.
I’m afraid I may have been mean to a youth group kid last night. I didn’t mean to, honestly. I mean, yes, she gets on my nerves a lot (and everyone’s), but I really do like her and didn’t want to be mean. I just used her as an example of good and bad choices to make. She seemed OK with it – I think she has pretty thick skin. Still, I may have to check to make sure she’s alright and didn’t think I was being intentionally cruel.
Can I mention the number of ugly people walking around with ugly green accessories? Please, people! How hard is it to look in the mirror before leaving the house? I’m surprised I wasn’t accosted by several groups of them (they appear to travel in packs) for not wearing green today. That’s right, I’m not wearing green. Why? I’m not Irish. Surprise! I know I’ve got the red hair and everyone thinks that means Irish, but I’m not. I’m Swedish. I’m a collection of recessive genes. Not that there’s anything bad with being Irish, it’s just not my heritage. Someone else shares this sentiment with me.
Good TV night, in case anyone was wondering what I’d be doing from 7-10pm. “The OC” may be my new guilty pleasure. Hey, I don’t watch “Desperate Housewives” or reality television. I don’t even watch soaps anymore, and Dawson’s Creek and all those other teeny-bopper shows I used to love, they’re all gone, gone. Sure, Buffy and Angel reruns are on weekends, and I enjoy those, but I have seen most of them.
Heard a new song on the radio that I fell in love with. [Searching for link] Ryan Cabrera, “Truth.” Well, he’s got an album coming out in June, so maybe it’s on that. It was new music. I’m having a hard time finding this one. [Checking the radio station I heard it on.] Wow, KS95‘s site is slow. Or maybe its my connection. I can’t find it. Anyways, it was good. Listen for it.
I have a confession to make. I have lost a pair of pants. Gone. Nowhere to be found. Not in the pile of laundry, not under the bed, not in the drawers or in the closet. Not even in the basement laundry room. Gone. Vanished from existence.
This is strange because, well, I don’t take my pants off and leave them places. I don’t really take my pants off anywhere but home (except for the occasional youth retreat, and that’s just to change into pj’s – get your minds out of the gutter!). So how did I lose a pair of pants? This baffles me.
I really liked them, too. It makes me very sad. They were the olive-green “karate” pants from Old Navy. I still have the belt. I know I wouldn’t have given them to Goodwill (at least, not on purpose). I want them back. I may have to buy a replacement pair.
In other news, I would rave about the joys of my iPod, but I don’t have one. So I will rave about the joys of my iPaq. My iPaq runs Windows Media Player 9, so it has many of the same benefits of owning an iPod, plus the fact that I already own it. My memory card is huge, so it stores over a hundred songs, which is enough variety for me right now. (Yes, I’d love a couple of gig, and then I could just upload every single song I’ve ever owned and enjoyed, but let’s be realistic.)
This morning’s selections (via the shuffle function) were as follows:
- Sara Evans – When Gentry Plays Guitar
- Simon and Garfunkel – Sounds of Silence
- Alicia Keyes – Fallin’
- Rosemary Clooney – Love You Didn’t Do Right By Me
- Maroon 5 – This Love
I would have never made that collection up myself. Fabulous.
have set a date to enjoy Omnifest at the Science Museum. April 16th we will be enjoying 5 of the 6 shows (can you guess which one we’ll be skipping?), so those of you who are stalking me, hope to see you there!
has also gotten us free tickets to Say Goodnight Gracie for Sunday. has to work until dinner, and there are a few people who haven’t gotten back to about her invite, but hopefully I’ll have a few people over for dinner beforehand, at least. I’m making Mexican – enchiladas! Perhaps some appetizers, too. I’m feeling… chef-ish.
Considering my love for television, it’s amazing 1) that I don’t have cable, and 2) that I don’t talk about it more here.
I saw a new show last night that I could easily be hooked on: Blind Justice. It’s on ABC, which is not a network I normally watch, but Law & Order:SVU was a rerun that I didn’t care to watch again. It could come to replace L&O:SVU, and here’s why. Blind Justice, while having a different crime to solve each episode, doesn’t really focus on the crime. The focus seems to be much more on the main character as a person. Now, it was the pilot, so they could just be setting everything up, and that could change, so I’ll have to watch to find out. I love the character storylines on L&O:SVU, but their appearances in the show are so minuscule and happen so rarely. Olivia seems to have a troubled childhood and is never in a relationship – I’d love to know more about that. Elliot’s personal life is quite troubled, or at least his marriage seems to be, and that was a little more out in front for a bit, but again, could be interesting stuff. Those things never take the front stage, though, which is fine, I suppose, since the show is really about solving crimes. I’m just saying, I like the personal stuff.
On that note, I used to know a guy who hated it when people used the word random, thought it was over-used or something like that. Can’t remember who that was, though.
Every time I go to get coffee, I walk past the Skyway GNC, where a machine asks me, “Have you checked your weight today?” There’s so many things wrong with this, I barely know where to begin. First of all, if you’re trying to lose weight (I am not, but so many people are), you’re not supposed to check your weight daily. Its just too easy to get discouraged, because you don’t see results every day. Weekly is the advice, I believe. Secondly, this machine offends me, not because I care about my weight, but because so many people have low self-esteem because of theirs, and the last thing they need is to be reminded of it by some stupid machine.
Another Fashion Police sighting. I was walking behind a 20-something woman with her boyfriend (or husband or guy friend, who knows). She was wearing a baby blue long-sleeved shirt (OK so far). She was also wearing red pants – think hooker nail-polish red – with a little bit of a camel toe issue. Small problems. White socks. How do I know? She was wearing black dress shoes that didn’t have a back (are those called mules?), and the gap between the shoe and the pants was about 2 inches, in which you could watch her white socked heels. I’m sure she is a lovely person. Just not what I would have chosen to wear.
I have ten youth groups left. Ten. Probably that many Sunday services as well.
In the last few days, I have had several ideas for things to write, from an outline (or at least a starting point) for a novel to a series of short essays of the Christian venue.
I painted yesterday. My arm is sore today. Not only did I paint (and my hand didn’t cramp up, which was wonderful, though it was sore later), I moved the shelves to the newly painted wall and put the books on them etc. My room is really starting to shape up. Its only about 1/3 painted, but the furniture is all in place. Wall hangings are slightly amiss, but why fix them when its just going to have to be done again once those walls get painted?
I’ve been very tired lately (well, since Christmas really). I wonder if Wellbutrin isn’t the drug for me. I’ll have my annual doctor’s visit in the next month or so, and we’ll see what happens. I’d like to be a little more on-track before I start grad school.
Did I mention that I finally got my application in? Essay written, recommendation letters (one sent, one requested), transcript requested. Very exciting. Mailed on Saturday. Should be received… today or tomorrow. I hope to know… sooner than I probably will.
Speaking of acceptances, was accepted to the University of Minnesota‘s Graduate School of Social Work program! Congrats! She’ll start in the fall.
- Shape up:: or ship out
- New Orleans:: ewwww
- In the bedroom:: in the bathtub
- All the time:: God is good
- Philosophy:: horrible class I never want to take again
- Tyler:: Liv
- Disturbed:: one flew over the cukoo’s nest
- French kiss:: great movie
- Solidify:: liquefy
- Furtive:: -ly
I forgot to mention earlier that since it was so peaceful upon walking to the bus, I almost didn’t put my headphones on. However, when I did, I was rewarded with this great song that took me back to junior high dances. Oh, how silly we were in the late 80′s. So, for all of you who are about my age, take a trip down memory lane and enjoy Techtronic – Pump Up The Jam [link removed].
This morning the weather was, again, above-par. According to the weatherman, it’s about 10 degrees below normal for this time of year, but I don’t care. The sun was unabashedly shining everywhere I went. And I got on the 9:05 bus, which was pretty amazing, since for the last week or two I’ve been hitting the 9:35 or later. My neighborhood was still and silent at 9 am.
Starbucks has a new drink, and I highly recommend it: Caramel Mocha. Yes, it is exactly what it sounds like: a mocha with a shot of caramel, with some whipped topping and caramel drizzled on top. Nothing new or terribly original, but good nonetheless. Far better than Caribou’s Turtle Mocha, which has the downside of “turtle toppings,” which are merely crunched up Snickers, that melt and end up as crunchy peanut pieces at the bottom of your drink, which are just weird.
I’m busy today at work, so not much else to write.
I’ve been working through the Microsoft Money Deluxe “Lifetime Planner,” and came across this very humorous analysis:
Based on your current plan, you will pay all of the costs of tuition for: Kelly.
This is an admirable goal, but you’re currently forecasted to run out of money 75 years before you retire.
Um…. That would be… pre-birth? Or else I don’t get to retire until at least 100 if not older. Methinks there’s some confusion there. Me also thinks I need to work on financial aid.
Oh, the hair coloring turned out fine. No orange, no purple, just plain ordinary red. It was a stinky process, though. My eyes teared up something fierce, and there could be brain damage from the fumes I’ve inhaled.