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So LJ's been a whiny little bitch to me for the last month. Haven't been able to get onto it at work and to be honest, by the time I get home, I'm pretty brain dead. But it's cooperating now! YUS!!
So I just microwaved a spoon.
See, I came down with something - a cold, the flu, a sinus infection, who knows. From the feel of my throat, which feels like swallowing a cupful of glass chips if you're curious, I blame strep. Either way, I sat through work all day yesterday with a fever and chills and decided it'd be better to stay home today. The man agreed and made me a pot of homemade chicken noodle soup. And it's fabulous. Absolutely delicious. And since I slept in until 2:30, I decided I would have myself a bowl or two of it for breakfast. Or lunch. I'm not sure what exactly you at at 4:30 in the morning when you've been up for a couple of hours. Usually it's lunchtime but either way my routine is thoroughly fucked these days.
But I digress. I had a bowl. It was yummy. And after watching Julie & Julia, I decided I wanted one more bowl. So I scooped it into the bowl, put it in the microwave, and wandered upstairs to use the facilities. Came back down, opened the door, and there was the heavy, metal spoon I'd been eating with sticking out of the soup.
Yeah, I feel brilliant.
So now I've switched to Interview with a Vampire in the hope it keeps me out of the kitchen (I have chocolate chip banana bread to make as well as probably a hot dish) until I feel less stupid. Right now I'm watching my idiot window licking cat frolick up and down the stairs while Dexter and Lestat watch from the bottom. Lestat's not up for a whole lot of playing right now. He had his balls snipped a couple of days ago. Poor kitty. But he seems to be healing quite well, thankfull.
Anyway, off to eat my wondrous soup and work on one of my many projects. And suck down half a bottle of that throat spray crap.
But I digress. I had a bowl. It was yummy. And after watching Julie & Julia, I decided I wanted one more bowl. So I scooped it into the bowl, put it in the microwave, and wandered upstairs to use the facilities. Came back down, opened the door, and there was the heavy, metal spoon I'd been eating with sticking out of the soup.
Yeah, I feel brilliant.
So now I've switched to Interview with a Vampire in the hope it keeps me out of the kitchen (I have chocolate chip banana bread to make as well as probably a hot dish) until I feel less stupid. Right now I'm watching my idiot window licking cat frolick up and down the stairs while Dexter and Lestat watch from the bottom. Lestat's not up for a whole lot of playing right now. He had his balls snipped a couple of days ago. Poor kitty. But he seems to be healing quite well, thankfull.
Anyway, off to eat my wondrous soup and work on one of my many projects. And suck down half a bottle of that throat spray crap.
Hee.
Dragged the man shopping yesterday. He's been in dire need of new pants for a very long time so I finally managed to get him to go and, well, buy some. And amazingly enough he bought not one but two pairs of jeans. Now for those of you who don't know my fiance, he has a very strong aversion to wearing jeans. This stems from a night of camping when he was pretty young and his brother dropping a burning marshmellow on his leg and him wearing jeans the following week and feeling the denim rub on the burns. So I got the man in a pair of jeans after him not wearing them for, oh, I dunno, about 20 years.
And they look good. Hehehehe.
I also got my anniversary gift yesterday. A little early, but I'm way okay with it. I got a set of black pearls - necklace, bracelet, and earrings. He keeps the jewelry thing up and I'm going to need a bigger jewelry box soon. He gave me a butterfly necklace with diamonds and opals for Christmas and a heart necklace with diamonds for Valentine's Day. And then I have my rings and then the random collection of earrings and body jewelry I've accumulated. The man spoils me. I'm okay with it though. Especially since they're pearls, so now he can get the mileage out of snickering over giving me a pearl necklace.
Starting to get a kick out of this whole Google documents thing. I've been rewriting an old fanfic I wrote, I dunno, a decade ago. It's getting me back in the swing of things and it gives me something to do at work. I'm still toying with the idea of starting to RP again but my hours are so fucked up and I'm a little gunshy about it. I'd rather start to write again first, get my feet back under me.
Found out that the company I work for is being bought out in a few months. I do tech support for a company that contracts out to a rather large corporation. Well, that large corporation is buying the help desk that I work for. From what I've heard, they won't be closing my call center (thank God) and that we'll all keep our jobs. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it; it's too early to say at this point.
Well, back to the grind. Hope everyone is doing well. Oh, and anyone in the cities who wants to get together, I'll be home for Easter from Sat - Mon night. Let me know. :)
And they look good. Hehehehe.
I also got my anniversary gift yesterday. A little early, but I'm way okay with it. I got a set of black pearls - necklace, bracelet, and earrings. He keeps the jewelry thing up and I'm going to need a bigger jewelry box soon. He gave me a butterfly necklace with diamonds and opals for Christmas and a heart necklace with diamonds for Valentine's Day. And then I have my rings and then the random collection of earrings and body jewelry I've accumulated. The man spoils me. I'm okay with it though. Especially since they're pearls, so now he can get the mileage out of snickering over giving me a pearl necklace.
Starting to get a kick out of this whole Google documents thing. I've been rewriting an old fanfic I wrote, I dunno, a decade ago. It's getting me back in the swing of things and it gives me something to do at work. I'm still toying with the idea of starting to RP again but my hours are so fucked up and I'm a little gunshy about it. I'd rather start to write again first, get my feet back under me.
Found out that the company I work for is being bought out in a few months. I do tech support for a company that contracts out to a rather large corporation. Well, that large corporation is buying the help desk that I work for. From what I've heard, they won't be closing my call center (thank God) and that we'll all keep our jobs. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it; it's too early to say at this point.
Well, back to the grind. Hope everyone is doing well. Oh, and anyone in the cities who wants to get together, I'll be home for Easter from Sat - Mon night. Let me know. :)
Wow...
FYI for all you guys out there - telling your girlfriend/wife you want to "tap that like the angry fist of God" is probably not a good way of getting into her pants.
Not much new to report here. Went home a couple of weeks ago for Becky's birthday. That was fun up until the hood release cable for my hood broke. I'm really starting to be displeased with my G6. Actually the man and I have been looking into replacing Maynard some time in the next year or so - which is when my warantee is up. Well, long story short I stopped for gas at about 5:30 Monday morning and decided to be a good little girl and check my oil and fluids before I made the 400 mile trek home.
And then my hood wouldn't shut. So I called the Pedro, the resident master certified ASE mechanic of the group. Couldn't wake him up (big shocker, it was 6am). Did manage to wake up a couple of my other buddies. I'm more than a little disgusted at the fee for 6am mechanic work from guys who are supposed to be friends. From guys who are buddies with my fiance.
So yeah, less than thrilled at the idea of ever going back there. Seriously tempted to change my number and fade into the background. Oh well.
Bah. Back to work.
Not much new to report here. Went home a couple of weeks ago for Becky's birthday. That was fun up until the hood release cable for my hood broke. I'm really starting to be displeased with my G6. Actually the man and I have been looking into replacing Maynard some time in the next year or so - which is when my warantee is up. Well, long story short I stopped for gas at about 5:30 Monday morning and decided to be a good little girl and check my oil and fluids before I made the 400 mile trek home.
And then my hood wouldn't shut. So I called the Pedro, the resident master certified ASE mechanic of the group. Couldn't wake him up (big shocker, it was 6am). Did manage to wake up a couple of my other buddies. I'm more than a little disgusted at the fee for 6am mechanic work from guys who are supposed to be friends. From guys who are buddies with my fiance.
So yeah, less than thrilled at the idea of ever going back there. Seriously tempted to change my number and fade into the background. Oh well.
Bah. Back to work.
Update
Sorry to anyone that's been looking for me online. Unfortunately there was a death in Ben's family and I've been, well, a bit preoccupied. Some good news though, I'm going to be an auntie again. In addition to James (yes, I know I've been an absent auntie but I still consider him a nephew), my niece Alanna was born on 01/17/10. Also, my friend is due the end of August and my sister-in-law is due the end of September. Oh babies all around. Kinda makes me want one. Or three. But don't tell the man that he's won the battle for more than one kid.
Beyond that, I'll be getting uptrained at work soon. I'm looking forward to that. Though I've got to admit, sometimes the sheer stupidity of people just astounds me. For example, I had a conversation with a store today...
Me: *blahblahintroblahblah* What's your store number please?
Him: Ten seventy four.
Me: *verifiying store information* And just to verify, you said your store number is ONE ZERO SEVEN FOUR.
Him: No, my store number's ten seventy four.
Me: [headdesk]
Pretty sure 1074 is the same as 1074. Moron.
It takes a certain kind of special to run the world, apparently. Heh, speaking of special. So I inherited a cat a couple of years ago now - my Stewie kitten. He's not the brightest bulb on the tree, but he's cuddly and cute. Well, there's been some joking going on about the intelligence of said cat for as long as he's been around. He's recently proven just how special he is by planting his ass on the back of my chair so he could lean over and lick the condensation off the window in my livingroom.
Beyond that, I'll be getting uptrained at work soon. I'm looking forward to that. Though I've got to admit, sometimes the sheer stupidity of people just astounds me. For example, I had a conversation with a store today...
Me: *blahblahintroblahblah* What's your store number please?
Him: Ten seventy four.
Me: *verifiying store information* And just to verify, you said your store number is ONE ZERO SEVEN FOUR.
Him: No, my store number's ten seventy four.
Me: [headdesk]
Pretty sure 1074 is the same as 1074. Moron.
It takes a certain kind of special to run the world, apparently. Heh, speaking of special. So I inherited a cat a couple of years ago now - my Stewie kitten. He's not the brightest bulb on the tree, but he's cuddly and cute. Well, there's been some joking going on about the intelligence of said cat for as long as he's been around. He's recently proven just how special he is by planting his ass on the back of my chair so he could lean over and lick the condensation off the window in my livingroom.
My cat is officially a window licker.
Beyond that, I have beat Vandal Hearts for the thousandth time. Starting to play Descaya or however it's spelled on the PSP. We beat the new Mario for the Wii not too long ago and boy that game is addicting. I have it on good authority that he'll be getting MarioKart for the Wii for his birthday from my papa. I got him a food processor, a waffle iron, and a 2mo subscription to Ragnarok Online (his MMORPG of choice). Hee, and oh the devious things I have planned for Valentine's Day. I'm making bacon wrapped scallops, steamed asparagus, bruscetta and strawberries and chocolate fondue. And then there's the booze. I picked up a bottle of a moscatto that we both like (one of the few forms of alcohol that we both like...) Add to that the pretty candles and tablecloth I have, we're going to have a nice, quiet, romantic dinner.
Though to be honest, I'm looking forward to our anniversary more than VDay. What the hell do you get a guy for your 1 year anniversary? That's what I want to know. I'm pretty sure I'm getting something so I can go tanning (yes, bad for your skin, I get it but I live in North fucking Dakota and I work midnight to 8:30am - vampires are more tan than I am) for a while.
I can't believe I'm reading this crap.
I'm sorry for offending anyone with what I'm about to say. It's become too much of a phenomenon for me not to offend anyone with this. Okay, so I'm weak. I caved and crumbled and started reading Twilight. I picked up the first book at work when it was rather slow and I had nothing better to read. Trust me when I say -nothing better- to read.
Have you ever read one of those really bad fanfics? It's written okay, maybe, sort of, okay not really but well enough that you can overlook...everything. The characters are all one dimensional, but have some sort of bizarre attraction - I blame the fact that they sparkle. You get sucked into a strange love triangle, deal with the pages and pages of whining and crying and fainting... It's kind of like being stuck watching a Star Wars marathon. You feel dirty for it afterwards, but really, you just can't help yourself.
So I read the first one last weekend. And I hemmed and hawed, wanting to read the second one but really...not wanting to. I didn't want to do it to myself. This wasn't like finally caving and reading the Harry Potter series - which were bizarre as well, but had growth and substance and emotion. And then I saw it in the store and said, the hell with it, bought it, and read it in its' entirety at work. Yesterday. And promptly decided that I would pick up the third and the fourth. I finished the third last night and I'm a third of the way through the fourth one.
And really? I can't quite stomach this. It's gone from okay, to weird but sure whatever, to ...well that was interesting, to are you fucking kidding me? Seriously?! I got to the point where she started puking, threw the book down on my desk, ranted and raved, then picked it up again. I have a vague idea of where it's going with all of it's angsty teen melodrama. And frankly, I've got a running list of who dies. If nobody dies in this series, I'm going to be pissed.
With that being said, anybody have any book suggestions for me? I've loads and loads of them, but I've read them all. Several times. I wouldn'd mind something new. Something to save me from the insanity that is this shit.
[EDIT: I feel I must make an amendment to my post. I just finished the Jacob section - the part that made me lose what little faith I had left in this abomination of a series. And I have one reaction: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! Ugh. Where do people come up with this shit?]
Have you ever read one of those really bad fanfics? It's written okay, maybe, sort of, okay not really but well enough that you can overlook...everything. The characters are all one dimensional, but have some sort of bizarre attraction - I blame the fact that they sparkle. You get sucked into a strange love triangle, deal with the pages and pages of whining and crying and fainting... It's kind of like being stuck watching a Star Wars marathon. You feel dirty for it afterwards, but really, you just can't help yourself.
So I read the first one last weekend. And I hemmed and hawed, wanting to read the second one but really...not wanting to. I didn't want to do it to myself. This wasn't like finally caving and reading the Harry Potter series - which were bizarre as well, but had growth and substance and emotion. And then I saw it in the store and said, the hell with it, bought it, and read it in its' entirety at work. Yesterday. And promptly decided that I would pick up the third and the fourth. I finished the third last night and I'm a third of the way through the fourth one.
And really? I can't quite stomach this. It's gone from okay, to weird but sure whatever, to ...well that was interesting, to are you fucking kidding me? Seriously?! I got to the point where she started puking, threw the book down on my desk, ranted and raved, then picked it up again. I have a vague idea of where it's going with all of it's angsty teen melodrama. And frankly, I've got a running list of who dies. If nobody dies in this series, I'm going to be pissed.
With that being said, anybody have any book suggestions for me? I've loads and loads of them, but I've read them all. Several times. I wouldn'd mind something new. Something to save me from the insanity that is this shit.
[EDIT: I feel I must make an amendment to my post. I just finished the Jacob section - the part that made me lose what little faith I had left in this abomination of a series. And I have one reaction: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! Ugh. Where do people come up with this shit?]
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So, ah, it's been a while eh? I can say the eh now; I'm close enough to the damn Canadian border.
Yes, folks, I have moved to North Dakota in a moment of complete and utter insanity. I blame the man. This whole ring and engagement and living together thing is a lot of fun but my advice is this: if you can do it in a state other than one who's population is so small it can fit in Yankee stadium...I'd do it. Not that North Dakota is a bad state - I have all the amenities, cost of living is incredibly cheap (2 bdrm townhouse, walk-in closet, washer/dryer, new everything in a great neighborhood at less than $600/mo - I'm sold!), and it's nice and quiet.
But the cold. Oh, the cold. You have no idea how cold it is here right now. Stupid NoDak.
Anyway, I discovered I can be naughty and LJ from work. [shifty eyes]
So, ah, you should say hi or something. Keep me entertained...
Yes, folks, I have moved to North Dakota in a moment of complete and utter insanity. I blame the man. This whole ring and engagement and living together thing is a lot of fun but my advice is this: if you can do it in a state other than one who's population is so small it can fit in Yankee stadium...I'd do it. Not that North Dakota is a bad state - I have all the amenities, cost of living is incredibly cheap (2 bdrm townhouse, walk-in closet, washer/dryer, new everything in a great neighborhood at less than $600/mo - I'm sold!), and it's nice and quiet.
But the cold. Oh, the cold. You have no idea how cold it is here right now. Stupid NoDak.
Anyway, I discovered I can be naughty and LJ from work. [shifty eyes]
So, ah, you should say hi or something. Keep me entertained...
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Hung over like a motherfucker.
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Losing ones mind...
Losing ones mind...
You know you've officially lost it when you're sitting in your livingroom flat out cracking up while texting your roommate's girlfriend about how hot some of your roommate's friends are.
On a good note - I feel more optimistic than I have in, well, months. However, in order to perpetuate the optimistic good feelings I really need to stop having weird dreams involving my ex-boyfriend. I seriously could have lived without that.
EDIT: Rediscovering old music is amazing. Currently? Bjork. Heh. I wonder if I can talk my dad into lending me his Jarre cds when I get his car. Oh yeah, I get my dad's car next weekend. Thursday thru Monday. I'm gonna have fun parking that beast at work. Gay pumpkin of love and joy.
You know you've officially lost it when you're sitting in your livingroom flat out cracking up while texting your roommate's girlfriend about how hot some of your roommate's friends are.
On a good note - I feel more optimistic than I have in, well, months. However, in order to perpetuate the optimistic good feelings I really need to stop having weird dreams involving my ex-boyfriend. I seriously could have lived without that.
EDIT: Rediscovering old music is amazing. Currently? Bjork. Heh. I wonder if I can talk my dad into lending me his Jarre cds when I get his car. Oh yeah, I get my dad's car next weekend. Thursday thru Monday. I'm gonna have fun parking that beast at work. Gay pumpkin of love and joy.
