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Given that I have been a longtime reader of the blog by the same author, you should go buy this book. First time authors have it rough anyways, and we should all support the blogging industry, no? Seriously, her blog (while it was up – she took down the archives as she was writing the book, for obvious reasons) was/is hilarious! She’s a d*mn good author, and I’m looking forward to the chance to read the book (when I get ready for a new fiction book, that is).
While out for coffee, a stranger walking by told me I have pretty red hair. A much more welcome surprise than Wednesday’s, where a council member of about six months asked disappointedly why I’d changed my hair color because she liked it so much better the other way. I was so… caught off guard that I probably not-too-politely told her I’d been using the same box of hair color for the last year, and that last time perhaps ?? What exactly would the right response have been?? Anyone, anyone, Bueller?
Continuing on the good news front, heard from the new roommate that he is definitely OK with a big dog. So I just have to call the landlords to check with them (because the potential new roommate is a bit paranoid about it, having had some bad experiences in the past), and then it’s all settled! Yay! Oh, and to complain for a moment – my Cingular service has been out since early yesterday. “Emergency Calls Only.” Is a tower down? Who knows? They don’t offer that kind of customer support on their website. I may have to go talk to the guy in the kiosk in the Skyway. Because, really. So, the good news is that the new roommate doesn’t have a problem with the potential roommate I interviewed last night having a dog. So, I’ve got to talk to the landlords, but it looks like I’ve got the new new roommate figured out. That was way too easy. I’m a bit skeptical. We’ll see. She was really cool though. She came over at six and stayed until seven, just talking. She liked the place, was good with the cats, and the interaction wasn’t just “OK” (like “no warning bells went off, it’d be alright if she lived here”) but fantastic (like “I want to be her friend even if she doesn’t live here”). Amazing. My cats are just going to have to be OK living with a dog and another cat. Plus, after talking with Oh, and then I went all crazy in the kitchen and did some major cleaning/rearranging. Pulled everything out of about half of the cupboards (can’t do it all at once – that’d be crazy) and put it where it made sense, wiped down things, left out everything that I didn’t know who it belonged to…. Alright, one more day at work this week (where I just got a new huge computer inventory database project) and then I’m off until Wednesday afternoon. Should be fun, or at least relaxing. Plus, Oh, Wish me a happy one year anniversary! That’s one year ago today that I had my last day at the church and then drove away forever. OK, drove away from the idea of youth ministry as a career. Not from the church entirely. I’ll blog more about last night and the potential roommate I met – but for now, I’m off to get coffee before the girl on phones goes for lunch. OK, so none of you have blogs (well, maybe you do – I don’t know about them if you do, except for 5 items in my fridge
5 items in my closet
5 items in my car
5 items in my purse
It was 19 pages of typing. And technically it only works out to 38 words per minute (for 4 hours), but there is a lot of pausing and breaks where there’s nothing to type. Really, I was up over 100wpm today. Promise. Nothing much to say today, but I thought I’d be a good blogger and check-in, because I know my public demands it. Ha! Had a nice time with And then I went to bed. As immediately as possible. After setting both alarms on my alarm clock and the alarm on my cell phone and the “wake up call” function. Because I didn’t want to miss the bus to Rosedale this morning. I didn’t, either. I got up and did my hair and makeup and even put on a skirt. I even got breakfast. (OK, breakfast in my purse that I could eat on the bus, but whatever.) I felt pretty good about that. I even had to wait a few minutes for the bus to show up. The meeting today went OK. I don’t have much to say about it. And now I’m here at work. And bored. Maybe I’ll go get some coffee. I think I’ve earned it today. Really. I did 14 pages worth of typing in four hours of meeting. That’s gotta kick some sort of butt. I am a queen. I have done things in Access that are worthy of praise and having people throw things down on the ground as I walk by. Realistically speaking, the report still has about four hours worth of formatting work to be done, but as far as I’m concerned, I have created the greatest thing since sliced bread, and I’m done for the day. I definitely earned my keep. Rock star. Hehe, and I did it all without anyone else’s help. I mean, I had major problems, and it took me a while and a bit of a database redesign to get it done, but I did it all on my own! If you saw my creation, you’d be impressed too. Trust me, I am a genius. You may all throw flowers my way now. I don’t know what I did, but I somehow seriously messed up my ankle. Last night when I got home, I wrapped it and that seemed to help. And then this morning I forgot to wrap it up and when I did remember I realized that it didn’t really hurt, so I thought everything was fine. And then I left for coffee and man-alive did my ankle hurt. And now it feels fine again. So I don’t know what’s up. I took some Advil. And if it still feels wonky tonight, I’ll ice it a bit and wrap it again. I shouldn’t be that surprised. It’s commonly known that I often injure myself and have no idea how it happened. I often have large bruises on my body and no idea how they got there. And no, I don’t sleep walk. And they usually show up right before the weekend, so I don’t think it’s that my boyfriend is kicking me in my sleep. The last time I had a big (and painful) bruise show up on my upper shin, I realized that I knew (kinda) where it came from. More specifically, I remember injuring it (the specifics are completely unknown) and thinking, wow, that really hurt, and I’m going to remember this when the bruise shows up. And then, well, I only remembered the thinking about remembering it part. Not helpful. Well, Went over to I think I overdid it on the walking last week, because my right ankle has been hurting since Friday. I should have wrapped it this morning. Oh well. So I’m taking it easy this week (aka riding the bus instead of walking to/from work). I started the sweater to go with the baby hat this weekend too – cute little turquoise and white stripes, with buttonholes and everything! I like this project. It’s boring at work today and I’m on phones for a while. Bah.
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and I hadn’t put in as many highlights as usual, but it’s definitely the same color (except that my roots are starting to show again).
and I had a hilarious argument last night about who had it worse off. She was complaining that her chest was “too large,” and I was complaining that mine was “too small.” We both joked about our continual efforts to draw people’s attention to that area of our bodies (because, you know, that’s the opposite of what we do, with the exception perhaps of the shirt I wore to work today). Maybe it doesn’t sound funny…. I might not be the world’s greatest storyteller.
‘s grill to be returned to Amazon to the post office today. They’re paying for return postage, but it was more the hassle of bringing the really big box all the way downtown on the bus, because the box Amazon shipped it in was huge – didn’t fit in a 13-gallon kitchen garbage bag. Conveniently, I caught the 65 this morning, which is usually not very crowded (instead of the 21, which often is), so the box could have a seat all to itself. And tomorrow, I promise to mail off the baby blanket to 
and baby Charlie.
, some sad news – Cali guy never called or emailed. So unless he shows up tonight (which I said he could just drop in), looks like I won’t be setting you up on any blind dates. 
‘s that she 
officially has a job interview two weeks from today. They’re flying her up here for a long weekend, so we can finally have that family dinner that we missed out on last time due to the impending snow storm. And she wants to see my “new” place, which means I have this strong desire to do as much home improvement as possible in the next two weeks. Which is… not very much, to be honest. Because there’s no way that shelving is getting put up. Hopefully I can get the kitchen reorganized and the bathroom clean. I think I can be happy with that. As I was laying in bed last night I realized that the yellow paint job looks spectacular and I’m really happy with it. I do have a tiny bit of extra time this week because 
