I haven’t had a lot of blog time lately, so sorry about that. Work has been absolutely crazy! Tons to do, all on a deadline, and all over the place. I’m remembering the times I was bored here quite fondly and praying for it’s return.
Patriots played a terrific game last night, beating the Redskins soundly. We watched it over at Toad’s place with DrJim. We drank and smoke and ate like kings…a good time. I crashed out in Blixx’s arms on the couch at the end of the 3rd quarter, waking only when the Pats scored again. I was beat. Work has been sucking all the energy out of me but in the time of lay offs, I want to be sure that I’m giving my all. An IT chick got let go a few days ago. That’s all I’ve heard lately, but I’m still scared. Again.
I’m taking a PowerPoint class today here at work. I figure that I’ll get as much educational opportunities as I can while I can. I’ve signed up for Advanced Excel and Word too. Today’s is a little boring, as I’ve self-taught myself most of what we’ve gone over so far, but I have managed to learn a thing or two.
Rumor has it that we might get let out early today. I could use the extra time to clean my house – Blixx’s sister’s kids will get into everything so I can leave no stone unturned. We’ve got plans every day this weekend and it doesn’t look like I’ll get to sleep in much at all. Oh well, we’ll be drinking and hanging out with friends and family so it will be a good time.
We’re getting tickets to Jane’s Addiction and Live for October in Worcester. I'm psyched! Blixx has seen Jane's a few times and we've both seen Live, but it should be a wild show. It's also right down the road from our house so it's a safe drunk drive distance for us. It's a Tuesday night, so I feel a sick day coming on that Wednesday. I’m hoping Blixx is hitting re-dail to Ticket Bastard right now.
Gotta run back to class. Have a terrific long weekend!
Into the future…
Friday, August 31, 2001
Wednesday, August 29, 2001
This is the story of Dipshit and the Troll. The wedding crazies are upon some of you (just you Angel, but I didn’t want to single you out) and it got me thinking.
Dipshit used to be best friends with DaveGrips and Blixx. They went to HS together and we hung out all the time, as we live near each other. They were friends like Nightskye and Purge are friends – tight. Dipshit was married to BirdGirl but the marriage was rocky, as they never had a chance to be alone because they took in Birdgirl’s sister and her kids. Stressful I’m sure. Dipshit chose to cheat on Birdgirl with Troll, a nasty little critter he met doing theater. Marriage dissolves; we all get over it, except the Troll.
She is distasteful and obnoxious on her good days and we all instantly didn’t like her, but we wanted to give her a shot. We figured that if our friend could love her, we could at least tolerate her. We were wrong. Each of us had run ins with her that made us decide that she’s just a hateful bitch that deserves to be run over in a car. Example: We’re at a party. DaveGrips was big enough to include Troll in the invitation. Dipshit is up near the cooler and I yell “Hey Honey, while you’re up…” meaning for him to grab me a beer – this is a universal signal in my pack of friends. She gets up in my face and says “He’s MY Honey to order around, NOT yours!” She was actually pissed – no acting, pure anger. I did the only thing I could do in that wacky of a situation – I laughed in her face. Nope, she didn’t like me much after that. I was sure to put my hand on his arm and get close to him the rest of the party – petty, but fun.
We went over to his house for dinner (she wasn’t there for most of it) and actually had a good time. He’d been pulling away from us for some time (sex on a regular basis can distract a man) and it was good to catch up. She came home and preceded to bad mouth GeriDog, DaveGrip’s mother who was also his boss at the time. Now GeriDog has been the nicest and most fun Mom I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet and she’d give you her left leg if you needed it. She’s generous and nice, but you don’t want to piss her off. Troll pissed her off by calling the business all the time and making Dipshit rack up hundreds of dollars of charges on the cell phone. She hung around and was a general pain in the ass. So there’s Troll sitting across from me at the dinner table going on about how much of a bitch GeriDog is for making Dipshit work weekends and paying the cell charges. On and on she went until I stood up and quite forcibly instructed her that she had a right to her own opinion, but that I wouldn’t sit there while she put one of my friends, no my family down. We left shortly after that and it was the last time we socialized with them.
Since, we’ve had brief sightings where we’ll bump into each other at the mall or whatnot but not a lot is said. He actually was walking up into a store and walked right past my car and didn’t say hi. I know he saw me. I saw him see me and turn away. I even saw him look up to see GeriDog working at the front entrance before he took a hard right and went in the side door. Bastid!
It’s been over two years and he hasn’t initiated contact at all. DaveGrip’s has a wonderful baby girl and he doesn’t call to offer congratulations. Jack the dog dies and he has nothing to say. Jack was a family member, just as we all are, and his passing was a time of sadness for us all. He was old and had to be put down and it ripped DaveGrip’s heart out to do it. Jack had been there for all of us and we had a little wake in his honor. Think we’re weird if you want, but Dipshit should have called or done something. He grew up with that dog too. That was the coldest of all and I don't think that DaveGrips or Blixx could ever forgive him for that.
Why am I telling you all this - Because Dipshit and Troll are getting married next weekend. We were invited, but we’re not going to go. The first contact that we’ve had with them in almost 2 years and it’s a wedding invitation. How blatant of a cry for presents is that?! DaveGrips sent the reply card back with a big fat zero on it. Blixx and I chose to not reply at all. I thought it was fitting, as it is Dipshit’s chosen form of communication – none.
Now Teacher, GeriDog, Callista, BirdGirl and I are all going to stake out the church on the day of the ceremony just to see what she’s going to wear. Oh, we're not going in. We're just going to hang around outside to get some pictures of her wild outfit. Her entire wardrobe is gaudy and full of loud colors and patterns that don’t all quite match so why would her wedding day be any different? We’ve even heard rumors that her colors are…..
Drum roll please….Light baby blue and brick red.
Think about that for a moment. Really think about that color combination. Yeah, we women just have to see what’s doing in her world of fashion or we’ll never forgive ourselves. It will be a good lesson for little V too. The boys are against it, but what do they know? Troll collects beanie babies so we’re thinking that the reception will be filled with the things. Or maybe they will be littered down the aisle? She likes cow prints, so maybe she’ll have a western theme. Either way I’m betting on glitter and lots of it. I also imagine that she'll wear a big hat - perhaps with peacock feathers.
So how rude is it that they don’t talk to us for years and then invite us to the wedding? We’re going to have his brother and another friend who’s in the wedding party over for drinks after the rehearsal dinner – Dipshit isn’t invited. Again, petty but fun.
Light blue and brick red. If you are a male reading this, please turn to the nearest female and ask if those two colors go together for bridesmaids. The look of horror should be enough.
They are selling the house. You can actually see the white trash out on the lawn. It’s a great picture. Enjoy!
Into the future…
Tuesday, August 28, 2001
More on my vacation. If you are just tuning in, you should check out yesterday's post so that you start at the beginning.
Friday morning was a rocky start with the tensions running high. The women & children were leaving so DaveGrips had to pack up the car for them. Blixx was feeling like crap because of his ankle – and I’m sure the SoCo didn’t help too much either. Once Blixx decided that he was going rafting come Hell or high water it all calmed down. I’m sure if a doctor had looked at his injury it would have been recommended that he say home and take it easy, but my hubby is a trooper! Off we went.
The folks we went rafting with were…Maine born & bread. They used the word ‘ain’t’ frequently and the ladies had more facial hair than Blixx. No lie…I’m talking big nasty unruly mustaches! They were nice enough people, but an older crowd. MattMatt had the day off from being a guide so he decided to come along with us. Jillybean was our guide. We started off on the hard (FUN) part of the river with the Moxie bus driver, grandma, her 40ish year old daughter and their maybe 11 year old son Bernard. I know you are tempted to pronounce his name as Ber-nard. Oh no, we were corrected numerous times. It’s Behh-nud. The kid sat in the very front of the boat and took huge mouthfuls of water on the rapids, but seemed to be having a good time. At least he could take directions. Grandma had been rafting before but she was still scared shitless. Jillybean isn’t one to take it easy so we hit all the rapids good and hard. I’ve got to add here that this is my 3rd time on the Kennebec River and I’m not sure that I’ll go back. I’ve been there and done that and I didn’t get that rush of adrenaline/fear like I did last time. That river bores me so it’s time to move on.
Once we got through the difficult rapids, we stop to pick up the coolers etc to bring them down river for lunch. The bus driver got out, but was replaced by 6 year old Coty. This was the most annoying kid I’ve ever met. He drove us all crazy because all he wanted to do was get out of the boat and swim. Now, there’s plenty of spots where it’s safe to do this and I personally had a terrific time floating in class 2 rapids and cooling off. Coty thought it would be cool to swim whenever and wherever he wanted. I’d thought that Jillybean had endless patience for kids, but Coty pushed her almost to the breaking point. Thankfully MattMatt was at the front of the boat to haul him back in when he slipped out of the boat at dangerous times. And, when it was safe to swim MattMatt was more than willing to chuck the little boy as far as he could, and turn the boat away from him to make him work to get back in. This kid was a total pain in the ass and put a damper on the 2nd ½ of the trip, which is supposed to be more relaxing. I found a comfortable lounging spot after a while and just floated along and baked in the sun. I put on sunscreen, but I should have used more or a higher SPF value because I right now have one of the worst burns I’ve ever had. They are almost 2nd degree (blisters & whatnot) and it still hurts after 4 days. Yeah, I’m a dumbass.
*****time passes, as there is work to be done*****
Ok, I'm going to have to be more concise, as this whole work thing is really getting in the way of blogging. After rafting we went with MattMatt out into the woods in his beat down piece of crap pick up and I watched as the boys blew things up with a shotgun. Yep, you read me right.DaveGrips couldn't manage to hit any targets, but Blixx blasted everything in site. Ok, so Blixx's targets weren't moving. It was still kind of impressive, in a scary way. After that we went to the store for more beer (panic! only a 30 pack left!) then back to the house for some vittles. Blixx cooked again. Some of the guides came over for a bit, but they all had to work early the next day so they bailed. We actually turned in relatively early too, as we'd had quite the 2 days full of adventures.
I was up around 7am on Saturday because I couldn't sleep on my sunburn. It was really throbbing by this point. Blixx was up next around 9:30 and DaveGrips managed to sleep until 10:30, which is a new record for him - must have something to do with the 2 year old being hundreds of miles away. We ate steak and eggs and some strange onion thing that Blixx came up with, cleaned the house and off we went. DaveGrips and I swapped driving - we switched every pee break, which was often as we'd stopped at the first Dunkin Donuts we found for a large ice coffee.
We spent Sunday over at DaveGrips with Toad installing new windows in their house. I know - the excitement never ends. We're just earning points so that when we ever get a house we've got unlimited free labor. They just got the cutest little kitten named Jerimiah. He slept in my arms the whole way back to their house. I'm up Blixx's ass sideways for a new kittie but he isn't into it. Oh well. I'll keep trying.
So that's the story of my Maine adventures. I'm tired and totally sick of driving, but the natural beauty of the area is breathtaking. It makes me realize that I'm just not cut out to be a city girl and that I need some space to roam. Too bad houses in the woods are either too expensive or too far away from work. Balls!
Tomorrow I will tell you a little story of the mariage made in Hell. Tonight Blixx is kayaking with Toad so I think I'll go home & get into bed with a book and a cat. I'm so boring.
Into the future...
Friday morning was a rocky start with the tensions running high. The women & children were leaving so DaveGrips had to pack up the car for them. Blixx was feeling like crap because of his ankle – and I’m sure the SoCo didn’t help too much either. Once Blixx decided that he was going rafting come Hell or high water it all calmed down. I’m sure if a doctor had looked at his injury it would have been recommended that he say home and take it easy, but my hubby is a trooper! Off we went.
The folks we went rafting with were…Maine born & bread. They used the word ‘ain’t’ frequently and the ladies had more facial hair than Blixx. No lie…I’m talking big nasty unruly mustaches! They were nice enough people, but an older crowd. MattMatt had the day off from being a guide so he decided to come along with us. Jillybean was our guide. We started off on the hard (FUN) part of the river with the Moxie bus driver, grandma, her 40ish year old daughter and their maybe 11 year old son Bernard. I know you are tempted to pronounce his name as Ber-nard. Oh no, we were corrected numerous times. It’s Behh-nud. The kid sat in the very front of the boat and took huge mouthfuls of water on the rapids, but seemed to be having a good time. At least he could take directions. Grandma had been rafting before but she was still scared shitless. Jillybean isn’t one to take it easy so we hit all the rapids good and hard. I’ve got to add here that this is my 3rd time on the Kennebec River and I’m not sure that I’ll go back. I’ve been there and done that and I didn’t get that rush of adrenaline/fear like I did last time. That river bores me so it’s time to move on.
Once we got through the difficult rapids, we stop to pick up the coolers etc to bring them down river for lunch. The bus driver got out, but was replaced by 6 year old Coty. This was the most annoying kid I’ve ever met. He drove us all crazy because all he wanted to do was get out of the boat and swim. Now, there’s plenty of spots where it’s safe to do this and I personally had a terrific time floating in class 2 rapids and cooling off. Coty thought it would be cool to swim whenever and wherever he wanted. I’d thought that Jillybean had endless patience for kids, but Coty pushed her almost to the breaking point. Thankfully MattMatt was at the front of the boat to haul him back in when he slipped out of the boat at dangerous times. And, when it was safe to swim MattMatt was more than willing to chuck the little boy as far as he could, and turn the boat away from him to make him work to get back in. This kid was a total pain in the ass and put a damper on the 2nd ½ of the trip, which is supposed to be more relaxing. I found a comfortable lounging spot after a while and just floated along and baked in the sun. I put on sunscreen, but I should have used more or a higher SPF value because I right now have one of the worst burns I’ve ever had. They are almost 2nd degree (blisters & whatnot) and it still hurts after 4 days. Yeah, I’m a dumbass.
*****time passes, as there is work to be done*****
Ok, I'm going to have to be more concise, as this whole work thing is really getting in the way of blogging. After rafting we went with MattMatt out into the woods in his beat down piece of crap pick up and I watched as the boys blew things up with a shotgun. Yep, you read me right.DaveGrips couldn't manage to hit any targets, but Blixx blasted everything in site. Ok, so Blixx's targets weren't moving. It was still kind of impressive, in a scary way. After that we went to the store for more beer (panic! only a 30 pack left!) then back to the house for some vittles. Blixx cooked again. Some of the guides came over for a bit, but they all had to work early the next day so they bailed. We actually turned in relatively early too, as we'd had quite the 2 days full of adventures.
I was up around 7am on Saturday because I couldn't sleep on my sunburn. It was really throbbing by this point. Blixx was up next around 9:30 and DaveGrips managed to sleep until 10:30, which is a new record for him - must have something to do with the 2 year old being hundreds of miles away. We ate steak and eggs and some strange onion thing that Blixx came up with, cleaned the house and off we went. DaveGrips and I swapped driving - we switched every pee break, which was often as we'd stopped at the first Dunkin Donuts we found for a large ice coffee.
We spent Sunday over at DaveGrips with Toad installing new windows in their house. I know - the excitement never ends. We're just earning points so that when we ever get a house we've got unlimited free labor. They just got the cutest little kitten named Jerimiah. He slept in my arms the whole way back to their house. I'm up Blixx's ass sideways for a new kittie but he isn't into it. Oh well. I'll keep trying.
So that's the story of my Maine adventures. I'm tired and totally sick of driving, but the natural beauty of the area is breathtaking. It makes me realize that I'm just not cut out to be a city girl and that I need some space to roam. Too bad houses in the woods are either too expensive or too far away from work. Balls!
Tomorrow I will tell you a little story of the mariage made in Hell. Tonight Blixx is kayaking with Toad so I think I'll go home & get into bed with a book and a cat. I'm so boring.
Into the future...
Monday, August 27, 2001
Well, I’m back. This vacation was just too short and all hell broke loose here at work while I was gone. I won’t bore you with the details, but lets just say that I do it better and the bitches all suck.
ChynaKatt's Vacation
Moving on…I drove the entire 6-½ hour ride up to The Forks Maine. If you’re looking for it on a map, start at Canada and work your way down. Yeah, it was a long ride. DaveGrip’s mom HotDogLady rented a cottage for her family and we (as always) leeched onto her hospitality. The cottage is right on Lake Moxie and you could see stars for miles. Not just the puny little stars you all see looking out your window at night. We could see the Milky Way clear as a bell – it was breathtaking. Totally worth the drive.
We were pretty beat after the long drive, but managed to get some good quality drinkin’ time in Wednesday night. There was no shower or bathroom, just an outhouse. Blixx went in there before I did and came out choking. I didn’t even venture inside, but chose a nice secluded spot behind the house to do my business. I have to say that my squatting muscles hurt. No seriously, I’m in pain here.
Thursday the whole family hiked into the woods to Magic Falls. It’s the largest rapid on the Kennebec River. We were there in time to see the water level rise from the damn release. One minute Blixx is standing on a rock wetting down his bandana, the next the water is rushing around the corner! Don’t worry, he got out of the way in time. It was wild to watch the rapids form right in front of our eyes. We had V with us and she decided that I was her best friend for the trip. She climbed all over me laughing and pointing at all the boats. She can recognize a kayak, which I thought was pretty cool for a 2 year old. We saw all the rafting companies come down the way, as well as some whitewater kayakers. No, I don’t think I’ll be into that any time soon – these guys are nuts!
After the hike we all kind of split up. I went with the womenfolk back to the cottage for some burgers and nap time. V has it right with her eat sleep poop repeat lifestyle. There was a hammock outside near the fire pit where I was able to spend some real quality time reading. The men drove one town over to pick up a part for MattMatt’s truck…the next town over being 80 miles away by paved road or 20 miles via dirt road. Yeah, the closest Dunkin Donuts is that far away too. I don’t think I could live there year round. I went swimming with Teacher and V in the lake and we had a great time. I had V on my back in her little floatie and swam her out and around for a while.
Once the boys got back we hiked into Moxie Falls, the largest waterfall in Maine. To get there we had to kind of slide down a slope (small bruises and road rash, but I’ll heal) but it was one of the most beautiful natural wonders I’ve ever seen. We swam in the pool for hours, and both Blixx and DaveGrips were jumping off part of the cliff face. We swam right up to the waterfall and let the water beat the grime off of us. Keep in mind that this is the closest thing to a shower I’d seen so far so I took every advantage of it. We took a ton of pictures and floated around drinking beers for a while. Quite relaxing and worth even the long crawl straight up to get out of there (again, only a few bruises on my legs).
Once we got back to camp, HotDogLady and Teacher had made up some chicken and rice and all sorts of goodies for us so we ate like kings. The fire had just been started when we got home so we sat our lazy butts around it. The next thing we knew Teacher threw the chicken on the grill and said she’d be right back…never to be seen again! So Blixx once again had the honor or barbequing for us AGAIN. It’s kind of funny at this point.
What DaveGrips and I didn’t realize is that Blixx had been drinking SoCo & Moxie soda ever since we’d gotten back, and he was apparently quite thirsty. By the time dinner was over and we were back out around the fire he was truly shnockered. I sent him to the tent to get more cigarettes and I told him they were in my backpack. He asked if I was sure. I said yes. He just got around the corner to our tent when I realized that they were in my fleece. When HE realized they weren’t where I said they were he decided to bring the whole bag back to us for show and tell. As he turned the corner of the cottage, he slipped on a rock and SLAMMED his ankle into it. It was the yelp of pain heard round the world. He proceeded to the hammock (after stopping at the cooler for some “medicine”) and told us all night that he was fine. He was fine. No problem – fine!
I should say here that we were originally going on a private rafting trip, then it was of, then it was on, then it was off again. We weren’t sure if we were going rafting at all and had all of our hopes pinned to Jillybean being able to pull it off. She’s not the responsible one in the family. Our fingers were crossed.
So, when we wake up on Friday morning we hear the phone ring and I hear that the trip is on, but we’re on a regular boat with the family of another Moxie employee. Whatever, at least we get to raft for only $15 per person, which pays for our lunch on the river. Gotta love the family discount! Dave yells out that we’re on. Blixx yells back that we’re not, because he can’t walk! Yep, he’d royally f*cked up his ankle and could barely walk on it. The thing was swollen up the size of a baseball!!! So DaveGrips yells "FINE THEN I’M LEAVING TODAY" and starts packing up his stuff. You see, the women were leaving Friday to return to the land of showers and indoor plumbing. They’d been up there all week and had just about had it. So now DaveGrips was leaving with them and the vacation is over and it had all gone to shit! Blixx can't walk and I'm shit out of luck.
More tomorrow…
Moving on…I drove the entire 6-½ hour ride up to The Forks Maine. If you’re looking for it on a map, start at Canada and work your way down. Yeah, it was a long ride. DaveGrip’s mom HotDogLady rented a cottage for her family and we (as always) leeched onto her hospitality. The cottage is right on Lake Moxie and you could see stars for miles. Not just the puny little stars you all see looking out your window at night. We could see the Milky Way clear as a bell – it was breathtaking. Totally worth the drive.
We were pretty beat after the long drive, but managed to get some good quality drinkin’ time in Wednesday night. There was no shower or bathroom, just an outhouse. Blixx went in there before I did and came out choking. I didn’t even venture inside, but chose a nice secluded spot behind the house to do my business. I have to say that my squatting muscles hurt. No seriously, I’m in pain here.
Thursday the whole family hiked into the woods to Magic Falls. It’s the largest rapid on the Kennebec River. We were there in time to see the water level rise from the damn release. One minute Blixx is standing on a rock wetting down his bandana, the next the water is rushing around the corner! Don’t worry, he got out of the way in time. It was wild to watch the rapids form right in front of our eyes. We had V with us and she decided that I was her best friend for the trip. She climbed all over me laughing and pointing at all the boats. She can recognize a kayak, which I thought was pretty cool for a 2 year old. We saw all the rafting companies come down the way, as well as some whitewater kayakers. No, I don’t think I’ll be into that any time soon – these guys are nuts!
After the hike we all kind of split up. I went with the womenfolk back to the cottage for some burgers and nap time. V has it right with her eat sleep poop repeat lifestyle. There was a hammock outside near the fire pit where I was able to spend some real quality time reading. The men drove one town over to pick up a part for MattMatt’s truck…the next town over being 80 miles away by paved road or 20 miles via dirt road. Yeah, the closest Dunkin Donuts is that far away too. I don’t think I could live there year round. I went swimming with Teacher and V in the lake and we had a great time. I had V on my back in her little floatie and swam her out and around for a while.
Once the boys got back we hiked into Moxie Falls, the largest waterfall in Maine. To get there we had to kind of slide down a slope (small bruises and road rash, but I’ll heal) but it was one of the most beautiful natural wonders I’ve ever seen. We swam in the pool for hours, and both Blixx and DaveGrips were jumping off part of the cliff face. We swam right up to the waterfall and let the water beat the grime off of us. Keep in mind that this is the closest thing to a shower I’d seen so far so I took every advantage of it. We took a ton of pictures and floated around drinking beers for a while. Quite relaxing and worth even the long crawl straight up to get out of there (again, only a few bruises on my legs).
Once we got back to camp, HotDogLady and Teacher had made up some chicken and rice and all sorts of goodies for us so we ate like kings. The fire had just been started when we got home so we sat our lazy butts around it. The next thing we knew Teacher threw the chicken on the grill and said she’d be right back…never to be seen again! So Blixx once again had the honor or barbequing for us AGAIN. It’s kind of funny at this point.
What DaveGrips and I didn’t realize is that Blixx had been drinking SoCo & Moxie soda ever since we’d gotten back, and he was apparently quite thirsty. By the time dinner was over and we were back out around the fire he was truly shnockered. I sent him to the tent to get more cigarettes and I told him they were in my backpack. He asked if I was sure. I said yes. He just got around the corner to our tent when I realized that they were in my fleece. When HE realized they weren’t where I said they were he decided to bring the whole bag back to us for show and tell. As he turned the corner of the cottage, he slipped on a rock and SLAMMED his ankle into it. It was the yelp of pain heard round the world. He proceeded to the hammock (after stopping at the cooler for some “medicine”) and told us all night that he was fine. He was fine. No problem – fine!
I should say here that we were originally going on a private rafting trip, then it was of, then it was on, then it was off again. We weren’t sure if we were going rafting at all and had all of our hopes pinned to Jillybean being able to pull it off. She’s not the responsible one in the family. Our fingers were crossed.
So, when we wake up on Friday morning we hear the phone ring and I hear that the trip is on, but we’re on a regular boat with the family of another Moxie employee. Whatever, at least we get to raft for only $15 per person, which pays for our lunch on the river. Gotta love the family discount! Dave yells out that we’re on. Blixx yells back that we’re not, because he can’t walk! Yep, he’d royally f*cked up his ankle and could barely walk on it. The thing was swollen up the size of a baseball!!! So DaveGrips yells "FINE THEN I’M LEAVING TODAY" and starts packing up his stuff. You see, the women were leaving Friday to return to the land of showers and indoor plumbing. They’d been up there all week and had just about had it. So now DaveGrips was leaving with them and the vacation is over and it had all gone to shit! Blixx can't walk and I'm shit out of luck.
More tomorrow…
Tuesday, August 21, 2001
If I’m not making sense, I’m sorry. I don’t know what the problem was, but I didn’t sleep more than an hour at a time last night. I feel so out of it, like I’ve been partying all night. Too bad I didn’t – at least then I’d have an excuse for feeling like shit. Reading usually wipes me out, so I grabbed a book and started reading. I was yawning like crazy so I clicked off the lights and snuggled next to my already comatose hubby. And then, the tossing and turning began. I couldn’t get comfortable. I couldn’t breath. I even got up around 2ish and downed some Nyquil. I did have a stuffy nose, but mostly I took it in the hopes that I’ll get some sleep. Nope. I didn’t get into a deep sleep until what must have been around 6am…the alarm goes off at 7 so I’m a little punchy.
I’ve got a presentation to make today at work. It’s a tough crowd and I hope it goes well. I’m betting that it was just anxiety that kept me awake last night. Or (scary thought here – big admission) it was that I didn’t get stoned. Actually, it’s been two days. That’s two more days that it’s been in a really long time. If I admit that I have a problem, then I obviously have a problem with it. If I deny that shmoking is a problem, then denial is a symptom of the problem. It’s a catch 22. I know that there will be plenty of shmoking going on over our vacation – it IS vacation after all, but I’m thinking that when we return I should save the shmoke for ‘special’ occasions. At least cut down to every other day or some crap like that. Just something I’m pondering. And yes, I know that I should quit smoking cigarettes. I’m just going to leave it at that.
Note to my friends who are down:
If you don’t like your job – change it. Either make the one you have better (my current strategy) or get another one. Monster.com is the best – and that’s my unbiased opinion…yeah right!
If you don’t like where you live, then move. If you don’t like who you live with, then have them move.
I know this sounds like the oversimplified rant of an overtired lunatic, but the easiest way to change is to effect the change yourself. There are plenty of outside influences that tell us we’re fat or stupid or worthless or petty or that our opinions are wrong. We have to tell ourselves that we’re right and that we’re worthy of our own self-love. No, I’m not making a Darling Nikki reference here. I’m just saying that if we can’t give ourselves a pep talk and tell ourselves that we rock, then how can we expect others to do it for us?
This is going to sound so queer, but I use my drive time hours to list to myself 3 things that I’ve done well or that I like about myself. And, I speak them aloud. I know, I know…boy am I going to get crap for this! I’m serious though. It helps me keep focused on the positive, rather than the crap around me. I also try to remember that there are some things that you just can’t change, no matter how badly you want to. If the reports are off at work and I’ve got the VP’s all up my ass…I’ve just got to remember that there’s really nothing I can do and that they aren’t mad at me, they are mad at the situation. While you are picking yourself up off the floor laughing Tempest, remember that you asked for motivational tape ideas…where do you think I got these ideas?
If you can’t change the people around you, then change the people around you.
I heard that from a really powerful speaker at a conference I attended for work and it stuck with me. If the people around you (coworkers, friends, lovers – whatever) treat you like shit then why in your right mind would you want that person still around you? CHANGE!
I’m loosing cohesion here. Coming unglued.
Unwrapped
I tumble to the ground
Like so much discarded pretty paper
Ribbons of the gift that is sleep
Entwine with doubt and fatigue
Pulling me into a warm embrace
Sleep in an enticing mistress
Who eludes me when I need her the most
And floats around me like a misty morning
Bringing dreams of change
Hey, not a bad poem for 2 hours sleep.
You won’t be hearing from me for a few days, as I’ll be in Maine rafting and relaxing. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend, and I can’t wait to hear the stories from Darkmoon’s party.
Into the future…
I’ve got a presentation to make today at work. It’s a tough crowd and I hope it goes well. I’m betting that it was just anxiety that kept me awake last night. Or (scary thought here – big admission) it was that I didn’t get stoned. Actually, it’s been two days. That’s two more days that it’s been in a really long time. If I admit that I have a problem, then I obviously have a problem with it. If I deny that shmoking is a problem, then denial is a symptom of the problem. It’s a catch 22. I know that there will be plenty of shmoking going on over our vacation – it IS vacation after all, but I’m thinking that when we return I should save the shmoke for ‘special’ occasions. At least cut down to every other day or some crap like that. Just something I’m pondering. And yes, I know that I should quit smoking cigarettes. I’m just going to leave it at that.
If you don’t like your job – change it. Either make the one you have better (my current strategy) or get another one. Monster.com is the best – and that’s my unbiased opinion…yeah right!
If you don’t like where you live, then move. If you don’t like who you live with, then have them move.
I know this sounds like the oversimplified rant of an overtired lunatic, but the easiest way to change is to effect the change yourself. There are plenty of outside influences that tell us we’re fat or stupid or worthless or petty or that our opinions are wrong. We have to tell ourselves that we’re right and that we’re worthy of our own self-love. No, I’m not making a Darling Nikki reference here. I’m just saying that if we can’t give ourselves a pep talk and tell ourselves that we rock, then how can we expect others to do it for us?
This is going to sound so queer, but I use my drive time hours to list to myself 3 things that I’ve done well or that I like about myself. And, I speak them aloud. I know, I know…boy am I going to get crap for this! I’m serious though. It helps me keep focused on the positive, rather than the crap around me. I also try to remember that there are some things that you just can’t change, no matter how badly you want to. If the reports are off at work and I’ve got the VP’s all up my ass…I’ve just got to remember that there’s really nothing I can do and that they aren’t mad at me, they are mad at the situation. While you are picking yourself up off the floor laughing Tempest, remember that you asked for motivational tape ideas…where do you think I got these ideas?
If you can’t change the people around you, then change the people around you.
I heard that from a really powerful speaker at a conference I attended for work and it stuck with me. If the people around you (coworkers, friends, lovers – whatever) treat you like shit then why in your right mind would you want that person still around you? CHANGE!
I’m loosing cohesion here. Coming unglued.
Unwrapped
I tumble to the ground
Like so much discarded pretty paper
Ribbons of the gift that is sleep
Entwine with doubt and fatigue
Pulling me into a warm embrace
Sleep in an enticing mistress
Who eludes me when I need her the most
And floats around me like a misty morning
Bringing dreams of change
Hey, not a bad poem for 2 hours sleep.
You won’t be hearing from me for a few days, as I’ll be in Maine rafting and relaxing. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend, and I can’t wait to hear the stories from Darkmoon’s party.
Into the future…
Monday, August 20, 2001
I want to point out that I've added a new link to Logi's Loft over in the right. I don't think I've met Logi, but she's one of the Clots (thanks Nightskye) who's linked on friend's pages. I check her blog out periodicly, and today noticed that she's linked to me! Thanks! I figured that I would return the favor. I hope you saw a terrific movie and had a nice night out away from the kiddies.
Greetings all! I hope you had a wonderful weekend. Mine was quite relaxing, actually. There was a lot of talk about getting off the couch and doing something, just not a lot of action. Blixx got back from his camping adventure at around 9, and we ate pizza and watched Farscape with DaveGrips. I do so love that show, and I’m dying to see what goes on when everyone gets back on Moya. I’ve heard that the SciFi channel is running the series from the very beginning at 8pm Mon – Thurs starting next week. You can bet that our vcr will be all set to tape. Besides, there isn’t a whole lot new and interesting on TV lately. Witchblade’s season finale is this week, so my Tuesday nights will be free again until October when Buffy starts up again.I'd give you a link to Buffy, but WB discontinued her website. Bastards!
We went over to DaveGrip’s house on Saturday and floated in his pool for a few hours. The weather report had said it was going to be a super nice day, yet once my little tootsies entered the pool a dark and menacing cloud appeared and did not dissipate until I had retreated into the house. Damn the Weather Channel to Hell! While I didn’t get the sunburn I had hoped for, I did manage to finish book 4. I was so into the book I forgot that I was freezing my ass off. We grilled a steak and I made veggie goulash from a summer squash and tomatoes from their garden. Veggie stealing – it’s a crime of passion. As we were crashing out with Alex the cat and watching the Patriots pull off another win over Carolina, we realized that we would inevitably fall asleep and perhaps we should be on our own couch, with our own cats. We were lazy pieces of shyt all weekend long and loved every minute of it.
Sunday we went out to Uno’s for dinner and I got a Chicago Blues Electric Ice Tea. It’s a blue LI Ice tea and I was good and buzzed by the time we saw the movie. I highly recommend this blue devil of a drink.
MOVIE REVIEW: Ok, so we saw Planet of the Apes. I’d read all of your reviews so I knew that the ending was going to suck and that Marky Mark was wearing far to many clothes to be interesting, but I didn’t expect the sexual tension between Mark and the ape lady. I found it unsettling. Lisa Marie’s collagen injected lips were also a bit too bazaar. I’m glad I saw the movie on the big screen for the detail of the sets. The ape city was absolutely beautiful to look at, & a great deal of thought was put into the movements of the apes, costumes etc. Really good to look at, but as usual the script lacked style and ooompf.
We didn’t pay for the movie. Our local Hoyt’s theater doesn’t have anyone checking tickets at the door. So, we just waltzed in, past the super long line of lemmings at the ticket counter. This isn’t the first time we’ve done it either. I mean, what are they thinking? You can just walk right in and no one challenges you. The ironic thing is that we bought several movie passes from AAA for a discount. We’ve essentially already paid for the movies, but we haven’t had to use the passes yet. I suppose we will use them eventually, since they do expire at the end of the year. Maybe that’s what we’ll give for Christmas presents. At $5.00 a soda, I’m not feeling the least bit guilty shafting them.
In my continuing quest to bring you shark related news, I saw that there were two more attacks reported in Florida over the weekend. I don’t think I’ll be doing any ocean swimming on my visit to Florida in October.
Well, work sucks the same as it did last week. My only consolation is that I’m leaving Wednesday for vacation. I just took advantage of my bosses return from HER vacation and in a weak moment she decided to let me have Wednesday off, rather than me having to work a ½ day. Considering that we’ve got a 7-hour drive ahead of us, I’m glad we can leave as early as possible. Want to see where I’ll be? Check out the MOXY link on the right. I’ll be camping right next to Lake Moxie and rafting on Friday. I’m hoping to check out Moxie Falls and do some kayaking on the lake as well. Um, I cannot wait. I am obsessed and have even put a picture of Lake Moxie on my desktop to stare at.
I am regretful that I will not be able to attend Darkmoon’s party this Saturday. I look forward to all the gruesome details. I wonder if Syn & T will even show up. Damn, I wish I could be there. Someone tell Syn I say HI and give her my e-mail, will ya? Thanks.
Back to work for this girl.
Into the future…
We went over to DaveGrip’s house on Saturday and floated in his pool for a few hours. The weather report had said it was going to be a super nice day, yet once my little tootsies entered the pool a dark and menacing cloud appeared and did not dissipate until I had retreated into the house. Damn the Weather Channel to Hell! While I didn’t get the sunburn I had hoped for, I did manage to finish book 4. I was so into the book I forgot that I was freezing my ass off. We grilled a steak and I made veggie goulash from a summer squash and tomatoes from their garden. Veggie stealing – it’s a crime of passion. As we were crashing out with Alex the cat and watching the Patriots pull off another win over Carolina, we realized that we would inevitably fall asleep and perhaps we should be on our own couch, with our own cats. We were lazy pieces of shyt all weekend long and loved every minute of it.
Sunday we went out to Uno’s for dinner and I got a Chicago Blues Electric Ice Tea. It’s a blue LI Ice tea and I was good and buzzed by the time we saw the movie. I highly recommend this blue devil of a drink.
MOVIE REVIEW: Ok, so we saw Planet of the Apes. I’d read all of your reviews so I knew that the ending was going to suck and that Marky Mark was wearing far to many clothes to be interesting, but I didn’t expect the sexual tension between Mark and the ape lady. I found it unsettling. Lisa Marie’s collagen injected lips were also a bit too bazaar. I’m glad I saw the movie on the big screen for the detail of the sets. The ape city was absolutely beautiful to look at, & a great deal of thought was put into the movements of the apes, costumes etc. Really good to look at, but as usual the script lacked style and ooompf.
We didn’t pay for the movie. Our local Hoyt’s theater doesn’t have anyone checking tickets at the door. So, we just waltzed in, past the super long line of lemmings at the ticket counter. This isn’t the first time we’ve done it either. I mean, what are they thinking? You can just walk right in and no one challenges you. The ironic thing is that we bought several movie passes from AAA for a discount. We’ve essentially already paid for the movies, but we haven’t had to use the passes yet. I suppose we will use them eventually, since they do expire at the end of the year. Maybe that’s what we’ll give for Christmas presents. At $5.00 a soda, I’m not feeling the least bit guilty shafting them.
In my continuing quest to bring you shark related news, I saw that there were two more attacks reported in Florida over the weekend. I don’t think I’ll be doing any ocean swimming on my visit to Florida in October.
Well, work sucks the same as it did last week. My only consolation is that I’m leaving Wednesday for vacation. I just took advantage of my bosses return from HER vacation and in a weak moment she decided to let me have Wednesday off, rather than me having to work a ½ day. Considering that we’ve got a 7-hour drive ahead of us, I’m glad we can leave as early as possible. Want to see where I’ll be? Check out the MOXY link on the right. I’ll be camping right next to Lake Moxie and rafting on Friday. I’m hoping to check out Moxie Falls and do some kayaking on the lake as well. Um, I cannot wait. I am obsessed and have even put a picture of Lake Moxie on my desktop to stare at.
I am regretful that I will not be able to attend Darkmoon’s party this Saturday. I look forward to all the gruesome details. I wonder if Syn & T will even show up. Damn, I wish I could be there. Someone tell Syn I say HI and give her my e-mail, will ya? Thanks.
Back to work for this girl.
Into the future…
Friday, August 17, 2001
I'm full of funky links today. I hope thats alright.
In surfing the net looking for amusements, I came across this article about our alleged tax refund checks. According to this, we're just going to get screwed for the money next year. I mean, I'm not shocked to be screwed by the government. I'm not that nieve - I knew there had to be a catch. I'm just a little astounded that they were able to pull this off so well. Perhaps I'm just the last to learn of this - I'm not as up to date on current events as I should be.
I want to go see a movie this weekend. I know Blixx wants to see Planet of the Apes, but I'm thinking more along the lines of American Pie 2. I need a good comedy, and from all the blog reviews of Apes, I'm just not into it. Check out this selection. Any suggestions?
I'm still tweeking the website, and I'm open to suggestions. I've also got something that might help.
I was reading Angel's blog and she DID manage to depress me. Good job, girlie! There was a lot of press coverage about the 15 year old girl's abduction, as it started in MA. I find it so hard to believe that the parents would be so out of the loop as to not suspect that there was something wrong with their daughter. The whole thing started online when the LI Scumbags chatted (via AOL IM) with the girl about helping her run away. They picked her up after her shift at the mall and drove her back to LI. I know it's hard to be a parent, but I hope to the higher power(s) that I'll be a better parent than these folks. Blixx and I do want to have children and we will do our best to raise them the best we can. We will raise him/her to be strong and have a healthy sense of self-worth. I can't promise that I will be their best friend, but I will make sure that there's an adult that I trust, that the kid trusts as well - an aunt or uncle they can confide in, but who will also confide in me if there are any major problems.
As for the single mother of 5...that's 5 tax deductions, and 5 more bucks on the welfare check. I know - I'm forever the optimist.
There was another
In surfing the net looking for amusements, I came across this article about our alleged tax refund checks. According to this, we're just going to get screwed for the money next year. I mean, I'm not shocked to be screwed by the government. I'm not that nieve - I knew there had to be a catch. I'm just a little astounded that they were able to pull this off so well. Perhaps I'm just the last to learn of this - I'm not as up to date on current events as I should be.
I want to go see a movie this weekend. I know Blixx wants to see Planet of the Apes, but I'm thinking more along the lines of American Pie 2. I need a good comedy, and from all the blog reviews of Apes, I'm just not into it. Check out this selection. Any suggestions?
I'm still tweeking the website, and I'm open to suggestions. I've also got something that might help.
I was reading Angel's blog and she DID manage to depress me. Good job, girlie! There was a lot of press coverage about the 15 year old girl's abduction, as it started in MA. I find it so hard to believe that the parents would be so out of the loop as to not suspect that there was something wrong with their daughter. The whole thing started online when the LI Scumbags chatted (via AOL IM) with the girl about helping her run away. They picked her up after her shift at the mall and drove her back to LI. I know it's hard to be a parent, but I hope to the higher power(s) that I'll be a better parent than these folks. Blixx and I do want to have children and we will do our best to raise them the best we can. We will raise him/her to be strong and have a healthy sense of self-worth. I can't promise that I will be their best friend, but I will make sure that there's an adult that I trust, that the kid trusts as well - an aunt or uncle they can confide in, but who will also confide in me if there are any major problems.
As for the single mother of 5...that's 5 tax deductions, and 5 more bucks on the welfare check. I know - I'm forever the optimist.
There was another
Thursday, August 16, 2001
Blixx is off hiking and camping for the night, so it's bed and a book for this girl. I'm actually looking forward to it. I'm hoping that a good night sleep will break me out of the funk I've been in. I'm sick of the same shyt different day mentality that I've easily fallen back into. I need some excitement, some adventure. Perhaps my rafting trip next week will take care of that. We shall see.
I saw a news story today that said that there was a strange gathering of sharks off the coast of Florida. There have been several shark attacks off the coast of MA too. Hmmm, I wonder if they are plotting to take over the world?
In other news:
Hooters plans to fight waitress' 'toy Yoda' claim
PANAMA CITY, Fla. — A spokesman for the owner of several local Hooters restaurants said the company will fight a former waitress' lawsuit alleging her employer promised her a Toyota but gave her a toy Yoda. Jodee Berry, 26, won a contest in early May to see who could sell the most beer in April at the Panama City Beach Hooters. The top-selling waitress from each restaurant in the area was entered into a drawing, and Berry's name was picked. She believed she'd won a new car.
The jokes just write themselves.
Into the future... (slowly but surely)
I saw a news story today that said that there was a strange gathering of sharks off the coast of Florida. There have been several shark attacks off the coast of MA too. Hmmm, I wonder if they are plotting to take over the world?
In other news:
Hooters plans to fight waitress' 'toy Yoda' claim
PANAMA CITY, Fla. — A spokesman for the owner of several local Hooters restaurants said the company will fight a former waitress' lawsuit alleging her employer promised her a Toyota but gave her a toy Yoda. Jodee Berry, 26, won a contest in early May to see who could sell the most beer in April at the Panama City Beach Hooters. The top-selling waitress from each restaurant in the area was entered into a drawing, and Berry's name was picked. She believed she'd won a new car.
The jokes just write themselves.
Into the future... (slowly but surely)
Wednesday, August 15, 2001
Mimes must die - no exceptions to that rule. Total agreement there, Nightskye!
I’m not sure to respond to the other rants – about how everyone should have a job and a place to live. I remember doing a project for a class in college that had us pretend that we’re a single mom on welfare. We had to plan a budget and come up with ads for apartments and shopping lists that we could afford – all planned out for a month. It was a damn hard project to complete, me being a spoiled CT brat who’d had everything handed to me. I really put a lot if time and work into it and was proud with the result. I’d gotten an A or 4.0 or whatever, but I remember one girl in the class berating me for feeding my fictional child hotdogs or mac and cheese for dinner. She disapproved of my choice of neighborhood where I’d gotten the cheapest apartment advertised. I calmly explained that my master plan was to be off Welfare in two years. I was saving something like $35 a week. It was a strange assignment but it really made me think about just how lucky I was growing up in the suburbs. I rail against my mother all the time, but my family did all right by me in a lot of ways. I think the most important thing a person can learn early on is to make the most of every opportunity given to them. Many out there never have had the opportunity to learn that lesson, or they bastardize it like the woman who used opportunity to lie to Purge and take his last $2 under false pretenses.
I had this whole rant of my own in response, but I think that sums it up. I don’t think it reasonable to assume that everyone realizes the opportunities available to them or is willing to put in the hard work in order to better himself or herself. I also think that Nightskye (and myself) growing up in a suburban home has sheltered us from the hard realities of having nothing and being beaten down. It’s probably pretty hard on the self-esteem to have folks like us casting a judgmental glare rather than a helping hand. Who are we to throw stones?
New topic – I think that death row inmates should be killed. No more of this hanging around until the 3rd appeal, eating 3 squares a day and watching Oprah on cable. Of course, innocent until proven guilty should still apply. However, I think there should be a limit to the amount of appeals before they throw the switch. We’d save tons on taxes by not having those mouths to feed, and free up more room in the already overcrowded prison system. Why do they call it death row if these folks wait years and years to die? I also believe that general population inmates should not have cable and all the other comforts of home, unless as a reward for good behavior. Inmates should all have to work. Make license plates, clean laundry…whatever. And good work there would be rewarded with Oprah… or Oz, whatever they are into. This would instill a good work ethic. And I think the only proper punishment for convicted child molesters should be death. There…discuss among yourselves.
On a lighter note, Nightskye sent me the funniest link ever. It brought me back to the good ol’ days of Shadowrumming all night in Tempest’s Bliss room, drinking Molson and whatever was on sale. If you aren’t into Gaming, you won’t think this is funny. Me, I almost wet myself. Here’s the link, as he thoughtlessly did not provide it on his own blog.
Into the future…
Tuesday, August 14, 2001
You'd think the computer systems at a .com would work, but NO! It's the same crap that went on last week.It's very frustrating.
Then, I'm working on a 5 person team to do a fun/educational contest for my department. It's been a good time, and it's excellent exposure for me to the higher ups. Two of the girls we're working with just aren't pulling their weight and I'm not sure how to handle it. I don't want to step in and pull their projects away from them, but at the same time there's a lot of pressure to get this thing off the ground.
We start our challenges today with a networking game. As a team, they have 30 people and job titles that they have to match up. It doesn't sound like much, but there's over a 700 people in our building and most in our department never leave the floor. We'll see how it goes.
Back to work, but I wanted to say hi to you all.
Check out this page I came across. It offers Wacky Uses for every day products. When they say wacky, they mean it.
Into the future...
Then, I'm working on a 5 person team to do a fun/educational contest for my department. It's been a good time, and it's excellent exposure for me to the higher ups. Two of the girls we're working with just aren't pulling their weight and I'm not sure how to handle it. I don't want to step in and pull their projects away from them, but at the same time there's a lot of pressure to get this thing off the ground.
We start our challenges today with a networking game. As a team, they have 30 people and job titles that they have to match up. It doesn't sound like much, but there's over a 700 people in our building and most in our department never leave the floor. We'll see how it goes.
Back to work, but I wanted to say hi to you all.
Check out this page I came across. It offers Wacky Uses for every day products. When they say wacky, they mean it.
Into the future...
Monday, August 13, 2001
Quick post here, as I’m not sure what the day holds in store for me. It’s definitely Monday. Reports at work still aren’t fixed which means another week of battling with the ‘Help’ desk, who frankly aren’t that helpful.
Um, I believe the Patriots shut out the Giants in preseason, after they had been practicing together for the past week even. In your face NY!
It will cost me $756.30 to fix the air conditioning in my car. I’m going to research places to buy one used or re-furbished to save a few bucks, as I almost drove off the road when they quoted me a price! Perhaps I just suffer for the rest of the summer, and get a new car next January when the Nanny guilt money comes in again. Got some decisions to make and things to ponder before paying out more money on my car.
DrJim & HighOctane didn’t end up coming over Friday. All that cleaning was for nothing! Well, perhaps it needed to be done anyway. Perhaps. Toad and DaveGrips came over and we drank ourselves into oblivion. One minute there were 2 cases of beer and a 12 of Mike’s in the fridge, next there was nothing.
Saturday I woke early and started reading some of the vampire smut books that Tempest was kind enough to hook me up with. I am now addicted to Anita Blake – Vampire Hunter. He He! Blixx slept until 2pm, when I woke him to get into the car so we could head out to Rhode Island. BazarJ and family put on a fabulous spread and it was great to hang out and play with his kids. Huge T-Bone steaks were excellent, but it was the company that was the best. I may start referring to BazarJ as Blondie…I think he looks good with surfer blonde hair. Saturday night we got home really late and watched the Loony Tunes Farscape and laughed ourselves silly. I love that show and cartoon D’Argo was outrageous.
We were going to go out for breakfast on Sunday, but Blixx started looking a little green around the gills. All the partying of the weekend caught up to him or something, because he just felt like ass all morning. We went over to DaveGrips and watched him hang new curtains then went over to a friend’s for a BBQ. DaveGrips’ daughter V is so awesome. She likes me for some reason and we spent some real quality time together coloring and whatnot. Poor uncle Blixx got no love. At the BBQ she was getting antsy being inside so I asked her if she wanted to go to the playground. She led the way and off we went. I guess she doesn’t go anywhere with anybody and her parents were expecting a fit of some kind. I knew DaveGrips couldn’t leave us along, and sure enough he was out checking on us after 5 minutes. He’s a good dad – an asshole, but a good dad. I played with the baby on the swings and the slide for almost an hour. Back at their house we watched an X-Files re-run and V layed across my lap and dozed. There’s nothing like a sleeping baby on your lap to bring out the maternal instincts. Good times.
The weekend was filled with drunken debauchery and small children. I like to diversify every now and again.
I’m glad to hear that Rhinogirl’s shower was a hit and that Nightskye is now privy to the big secret tattoo on Purge’s calf. Controversy over.
Um, I believe the Patriots shut out the Giants in preseason, after they had been practicing together for the past week even. In your face NY!
It will cost me $756.30 to fix the air conditioning in my car. I’m going to research places to buy one used or re-furbished to save a few bucks, as I almost drove off the road when they quoted me a price! Perhaps I just suffer for the rest of the summer, and get a new car next January when the Nanny guilt money comes in again. Got some decisions to make and things to ponder before paying out more money on my car.
DrJim & HighOctane didn’t end up coming over Friday. All that cleaning was for nothing! Well, perhaps it needed to be done anyway. Perhaps. Toad and DaveGrips came over and we drank ourselves into oblivion. One minute there were 2 cases of beer and a 12 of Mike’s in the fridge, next there was nothing.
Saturday I woke early and started reading some of the vampire smut books that Tempest was kind enough to hook me up with. I am now addicted to Anita Blake – Vampire Hunter. He He! Blixx slept until 2pm, when I woke him to get into the car so we could head out to Rhode Island. BazarJ and family put on a fabulous spread and it was great to hang out and play with his kids. Huge T-Bone steaks were excellent, but it was the company that was the best. I may start referring to BazarJ as Blondie…I think he looks good with surfer blonde hair. Saturday night we got home really late and watched the Loony Tunes Farscape and laughed ourselves silly. I love that show and cartoon D’Argo was outrageous.
We were going to go out for breakfast on Sunday, but Blixx started looking a little green around the gills. All the partying of the weekend caught up to him or something, because he just felt like ass all morning. We went over to DaveGrips and watched him hang new curtains then went over to a friend’s for a BBQ. DaveGrips’ daughter V is so awesome. She likes me for some reason and we spent some real quality time together coloring and whatnot. Poor uncle Blixx got no love. At the BBQ she was getting antsy being inside so I asked her if she wanted to go to the playground. She led the way and off we went. I guess she doesn’t go anywhere with anybody and her parents were expecting a fit of some kind. I knew DaveGrips couldn’t leave us along, and sure enough he was out checking on us after 5 minutes. He’s a good dad – an asshole, but a good dad. I played with the baby on the swings and the slide for almost an hour. Back at their house we watched an X-Files re-run and V layed across my lap and dozed. There’s nothing like a sleeping baby on your lap to bring out the maternal instincts. Good times.
The weekend was filled with drunken debauchery and small children. I like to diversify every now and again.
I’m glad to hear that Rhinogirl’s shower was a hit and that Nightskye is now privy to the big secret tattoo on Purge’s calf. Controversy over.
Friday, August 10, 2001
Dearest Nightskye,
Tough it out there buddy! I take offense to your remark. You are correct in surmising that you don't get to know Tempest's secret just because it drives you insane. I might have relented and told you just to put you out of your misery, but I have now decided to advise Purge and Tempest to string you along.
No secrets for you! Suffer.
XXX OOO
The Original Dirt Spreader
Tough it out there buddy! I take offense to your remark. You are correct in surmising that you don't get to know Tempest's secret just because it drives you insane. I might have relented and told you just to put you out of your misery, but I have now decided to advise Purge and Tempest to string you along.
No secrets for you! Suffer.
XXX OOO
The Original Dirt Spreader
Short day at work. DaveGrips picked me up at the dealership and drove me to Blixx's car. I'm scooting out of here at 2pm to finish cleaning the house and return the hundreds of empties littering my kitchen. Blixx went off last night on how
Blixx came home beat last night and thankfully DaveGrips was over or we really would have gotten into it. He was looking for a fight and I was more than happy to oblige him. He had a rough day at work, didn't get home until almost 9pm...I'll cut him some slack THIS TIME! Blixx didn't even notice that I'd actually dusted everything in the house last night and straightened up the bookcases in the living room and cleaned the bathroom and
Tempest told me the secret! Naa Na Na NAAA Na!! I know something you don't know! Poor Nightskye just has to be patient. Too bad that isn't one of his strong points. HA HA!
Everything causes Cancer. If we worry about each and every little thing, we'll drive ourselves mad. Then we'd be crazy...and have cancer.
I heard a story on the news today that two guys survived their boat capsizing by holding onto a beer cooler. Unfortunately, they had to ditch the 3 sixpacks inside. Is that really surviving? I think it's a quality of life issue.
Youngster was almost in a 3 way last night. Gotta go get the details on this one...
Into the future...
Blixx came home beat last night and thankfully DaveGrips was over or we really would have gotten into it. He was looking for a fight and I was more than happy to oblige him. He had a rough day at work, didn't get home until almost 9pm...I'll cut him some slack THIS TIME! Blixx didn't even notice that I'd actually dusted everything in the house last night and straightened up the bookcases in the living room and cleaned the bathroom and
Tempest told me the secret! Naa Na Na NAAA Na!! I know something you don't know! Poor Nightskye just has to be patient. Too bad that isn't one of his strong points. HA HA!
Everything causes Cancer. If we worry about each and every little thing, we'll drive ourselves mad. Then we'd be crazy...and have cancer.
I heard a story on the news today that two guys survived their boat capsizing by holding onto a beer cooler. Unfortunately, they had to ditch the 3 sixpacks inside. Is that really surviving? I think it's a quality of life issue.
Youngster was almost in a 3 way last night. Gotta go get the details on this one...
Into the future...
Thursday, August 09, 2001
I don't know why I continue to torture myself with HTML, but I just can't seem to help myself.
The computers are still all screwed up here at work and I still can't get the phone reports I need. Total bummer on that, since I've had the telesales department up my ass all week, like it's my fault.
Into the future...
The computers are still all screwed up here at work and I still can't get the phone reports I need. Total bummer on that, since I've had the telesales department up my ass all week, like it's my fault.
Into the future...
Wednesday, August 08, 2001
Let me begin by telling you that you must all watch USANetworks tonight at 10pm to catch at least a little bit of Cannonball Run 2001. It’s a hoot! Six teams are racing across the US in wacky cars, facing challenges along the way. They all started out as 2 person teams, then the network added a third to keep it interesting. One team is called Third Wheel and it’s Ken & Barbie, with Ken’s ex-girlfriend as the surprise 3rd team member. The poor dide is in hell, cuz the girls are getting along! They fight, they make up. He’s feeling like the girls are ignoring him and spending too much time together…I laugh every time. Check it out!
Bad day. Reports have been off the last few days and I just was told this morning, so we’ve got to re-do the month. They installed new print drivers last night so now the entire company can’t print. Gimp is back from hip replacement surgery and it just as disagreeable as when she left. She has a habit of not speaking to me directly that drives me up one wall and down the other. “QuietGuy? Do we have to do the suchandsuch for soandso?” She’ll ask, when I’ve just that morning told her how it should be done. I’m the lead in the department but she refuses to acknowledge me – so she must die.
A/C still isn’t fixed in my car and I swear I almost passed out yesterday. I could hardly make it upstairs to the apartment. It should get fixed today, but I may have to leave the car and walk the 4 blocks home – not a huge distance, except in a heat wave. The customer service manager from Speedy has not returned either of my messages – I will be taking out all frustration on them later.
Blixx invited some friends over to watch football on Friday night. I guess the Patriots are going to kill the Giants (just looking for a fight, my NY friends). Anyway, this is DrJim and his wife HighOctane - and I don’t want them to see my crappy apartment. I’m freaking out that I’ll have nice people in my waterstained 3 room apartment – I don’t even know where we’ll squeeze them all in! There’s a reason that I don’t invite people over - I’m embarrassed at the crap we have crammed behind the couches and under tables. DaveGrips comes over to shit on the floor, so what do I care if my laundry lives under the kitchen table for lack of space. Toad isn’t too big of a deal either – he’s a total neat freak and I couldn’t live up to his standards, no matter how hard I scrubbed and cleaned. But DrJim & wife are like real adults who live in a nicely decorated house and always put out a great spread when we come over.
Blixx tells me to relax – we’ll only serve beer and maybe chips and watch the game. That CT upbringing tells me that we should at least serve desert. In fact, if we invite them for desert it is clear that no substantial feedings will be taking place and that they should eat on their own. Then there’s the cleaning – I was almost late this morning because I was trying to get the soap scum off the shower doors. We’ve got to get all the empties that are in a stack out of the kitchen, scrub down the bathroom completely, find a space for the crap behind the phone table….ug! I don’t know how I’m going to get all the cleaning and shopping done, while getting my car fixed, getting a haircut and preparing for the rest of the weekend’s festivities.
While all of this is going down, Blixx is working for Home & Garden TV. I’ll let you all know when the shows are on, because he’s actually shooting footage. He leaves the house at 5:30am and doesn’t return until 8pmish. He then has to check his e-mail and do business stuff, eat dinner then it’s time for bed so he can get enough sleep for the next day. When the guests arrive on Friday, I bet you that he won’t even be home yet! And, he wants me to socialize and bond with HighOctane. As you may recall, she’s a super nice person and it’s not that I dislike her. It’s just that she never ever ever shuts up. Not for a second, and when I’ve been drinking and smoking up a storm I need some quiet time now and again. On our camping trip, I learned intimate details of her life and marriage that I never needed to know. If Blixx thinks I’ll be off in the kitchen gabbing it up with her he’s out of his mind, and I’ve told him so. She makes my head hurt.
Back to solving the computer problems of the world…
(pause for work)
The f*cking part for the A/C is on backorder and Speedy won't be able to get it for several weeks! District Manager finally called me back after I left a VM indicating that I'm reporting them to AAA. He says they never should have touched my A/C in the first place! I'm getting the $60 back that I paid for the recharge and a $50 gift certificate. I plan to take the GC, set it on fire in a bag of dogshit and leave it on their front door. They suggest I go straight to a GM dealership to get the part directly.
I called 6 local (& out of the way) dealerships. Most said that there's a minimum 2 week wait on A/C repairs. The place where I got my car can squeeze me on on Friday, which means I have to take time off work. Blixx can't help me out with a ride because he's working, and I don't know anyone from here who lives on that side of Worcester. I can rent a car, but the dealer is going to charge me $125 just to LOOK at the damn A/C so I don't want to incur the additional expense. So I get to take a day off to sit in the waiting room of the Chevy dealership - I'll probably have Teacher and V pick me up and take me home, but it still means I'm without a car all day. Blixx would have to take me to pick the thing up either late Fri - which can't happen cuz people are coming over - or Saturday morning.
Take it out, it hurts!
Into the future...
Bad day. Reports have been off the last few days and I just was told this morning, so we’ve got to re-do the month. They installed new print drivers last night so now the entire company can’t print. Gimp is back from hip replacement surgery and it just as disagreeable as when she left. She has a habit of not speaking to me directly that drives me up one wall and down the other. “QuietGuy? Do we have to do the suchandsuch for soandso?” She’ll ask, when I’ve just that morning told her how it should be done. I’m the lead in the department but she refuses to acknowledge me – so she must die.
A/C still isn’t fixed in my car and I swear I almost passed out yesterday. I could hardly make it upstairs to the apartment. It should get fixed today, but I may have to leave the car and walk the 4 blocks home – not a huge distance, except in a heat wave. The customer service manager from Speedy has not returned either of my messages – I will be taking out all frustration on them later.
Blixx invited some friends over to watch football on Friday night. I guess the Patriots are going to kill the Giants (just looking for a fight, my NY friends). Anyway, this is DrJim and his wife HighOctane - and I don’t want them to see my crappy apartment. I’m freaking out that I’ll have nice people in my waterstained 3 room apartment – I don’t even know where we’ll squeeze them all in! There’s a reason that I don’t invite people over - I’m embarrassed at the crap we have crammed behind the couches and under tables. DaveGrips comes over to shit on the floor, so what do I care if my laundry lives under the kitchen table for lack of space. Toad isn’t too big of a deal either – he’s a total neat freak and I couldn’t live up to his standards, no matter how hard I scrubbed and cleaned. But DrJim & wife are like real adults who live in a nicely decorated house and always put out a great spread when we come over.
Blixx tells me to relax – we’ll only serve beer and maybe chips and watch the game. That CT upbringing tells me that we should at least serve desert. In fact, if we invite them for desert it is clear that no substantial feedings will be taking place and that they should eat on their own. Then there’s the cleaning – I was almost late this morning because I was trying to get the soap scum off the shower doors. We’ve got to get all the empties that are in a stack out of the kitchen, scrub down the bathroom completely, find a space for the crap behind the phone table….ug! I don’t know how I’m going to get all the cleaning and shopping done, while getting my car fixed, getting a haircut and preparing for the rest of the weekend’s festivities.
While all of this is going down, Blixx is working for Home & Garden TV. I’ll let you all know when the shows are on, because he’s actually shooting footage. He leaves the house at 5:30am and doesn’t return until 8pmish. He then has to check his e-mail and do business stuff, eat dinner then it’s time for bed so he can get enough sleep for the next day. When the guests arrive on Friday, I bet you that he won’t even be home yet! And, he wants me to socialize and bond with HighOctane. As you may recall, she’s a super nice person and it’s not that I dislike her. It’s just that she never ever ever shuts up. Not for a second, and when I’ve been drinking and smoking up a storm I need some quiet time now and again. On our camping trip, I learned intimate details of her life and marriage that I never needed to know. If Blixx thinks I’ll be off in the kitchen gabbing it up with her he’s out of his mind, and I’ve told him so. She makes my head hurt.
Back to solving the computer problems of the world…
(pause for work)
The f*cking part for the A/C is on backorder and Speedy won't be able to get it for several weeks! District Manager finally called me back after I left a VM indicating that I'm reporting them to AAA. He says they never should have touched my A/C in the first place! I'm getting the $60 back that I paid for the recharge and a $50 gift certificate. I plan to take the GC, set it on fire in a bag of dogshit and leave it on their front door. They suggest I go straight to a GM dealership to get the part directly.
I called 6 local (& out of the way) dealerships. Most said that there's a minimum 2 week wait on A/C repairs. The place where I got my car can squeeze me on on Friday, which means I have to take time off work. Blixx can't help me out with a ride because he's working, and I don't know anyone from here who lives on that side of Worcester. I can rent a car, but the dealer is going to charge me $125 just to LOOK at the damn A/C so I don't want to incur the additional expense. So I get to take a day off to sit in the waiting room of the Chevy dealership - I'll probably have Teacher and V pick me up and take me home, but it still means I'm without a car all day. Blixx would have to take me to pick the thing up either late Fri - which can't happen cuz people are coming over - or Saturday morning.
Take it out, it hurts!
Into the future...
Tuesday, August 07, 2001
Monday, August 06, 2001
I just read this and I find it a little hard to believe. A swizzle stick that can detect date rape drugs. Damn! What will then think of next?
Into the future...
Into the future...
Congratulations to JoJo and Chulo! JoJo informed me this morning that she's pregnant! Great news - and I'm glad you had a good wedding night after all the agrivation at the reception. Let's all start thinking boy names.
The weekend was soggy. Blixx went camping Friday night, so I had the house to myself. I rented “Save the Last Dance” and suffered through the plot holes and bad editing. Yes, I said editing. My husband has ruined movies for me by making me aware of how they work, or rather how they SHOULD work. Anyway, I went into the rental knowing that the movie would be crap (MTV Productions), but I was unaware of the level of crap.
Actually, I started Saturday off by waking far too early, for no reason I could comprehend. There I was at 7:20 am all wide-awake. I watched cartoons for a bit, but those f*cking Pokeman are everywhere at that hour so I gave up. I was scheduled to bring my car down to Speedy to get the air conditioning fixed once and for all, so I decided to go for it.
Ok, so this is the third time I’ve brought the car in to fix the thunking noise in the A/C and I’m already pissed. When I’d called on Thursday to set this up, the manager Bonehead (no point in talking to peons) assured me that if it wasn’t working after the recharge (that I don’t remember authorizing), then it must be the switch. Apparently, this is a common problem with GM cars. I say great, and tell him I’ll be there no later than 10am so he can fix the car right up.
I get there Saturday and at first I’m told that it’s really busy, they are down a mechanic and he doesn’t know when he’ll be able to look at my car. It is at this point that I decide to wait. Once he’s sure that I’m not going away any time soon (there was some dramatic pacing, watch checking and glaring into the shop) he goes and checks my car. I then begin to rehearse my indignant speech about how I’m not going to pay full price, third trip in etc.
After about ½ hour, Bonehead comes out and confirms that it is in fact the switch that’s our problem. At least he recognizes that it’s his problem too. He then informs me that he’ll have to order the part and he can’t do that until Monday. The SOB didn’t think to order one for me when I’d scheduled the morning appointment! He has no response when I ask him. Nothing to say!!! Jerkoff! Oh, I’m mad as Hell! I’ve reported the shop to their corporate office, as well as to AAA. I won’t call the Better Business Bureau until I find out if there is going to be a charge for the service. Bastards think they can screw with me?!
Funny answering machine messages.
No swimming due to the moist conditions, but I did manage to nap at DaveGrips with his poor lonely cat that gets no attention. Is that wacky - to nap at a friend's house while they are on vacation? Then wacky I am!
Blixx came home Saturday night and told me how nice the weather was in NH. Crapass! (Copywrite Nightskye). We watched FarScape hung out close to home. I can’t believe they killed off one of the beautiful sexy Crightons! That one was Tempest’s. How will they get the neural clone of Scorpie out of my Crighton’s head now that Jack is gone? BazarJ greeted me with this question before I could even have my coffee this morning. He’s alway's been a risk taker.
Sunday was spent at the Laundromat washing just about everything we own. We’ve been existing on a load here and there at Toad’s or DaveGrip’s but we hadn’t done EVERYTHING in months – literally. It’s good to have clean matching sheets again, and all my nice undies are fresh and clean. No more of the panda bear cotton briefs with frayed elastics. Blixx is so pleased.
I am pleased as well – we had date night last night. I never knew the Simpsons could be so hot. I hope I’ve embarrassed you Blixx. You are cute when you blush.
A big blogger welcome to Rhinogirl – aka Nightskye’s Angel.
It’s 95 degrees outside right now and I don’t have air conditioning. It’s going to be one of those weeks, I can already tell.
Into the future…
The weekend was soggy. Blixx went camping Friday night, so I had the house to myself. I rented “Save the Last Dance” and suffered through the plot holes and bad editing. Yes, I said editing. My husband has ruined movies for me by making me aware of how they work, or rather how they SHOULD work. Anyway, I went into the rental knowing that the movie would be crap (MTV Productions), but I was unaware of the level of crap.
Actually, I started Saturday off by waking far too early, for no reason I could comprehend. There I was at 7:20 am all wide-awake. I watched cartoons for a bit, but those f*cking Pokeman are everywhere at that hour so I gave up. I was scheduled to bring my car down to Speedy to get the air conditioning fixed once and for all, so I decided to go for it.
Ok, so this is the third time I’ve brought the car in to fix the thunking noise in the A/C and I’m already pissed. When I’d called on Thursday to set this up, the manager Bonehead (no point in talking to peons) assured me that if it wasn’t working after the recharge (that I don’t remember authorizing), then it must be the switch. Apparently, this is a common problem with GM cars. I say great, and tell him I’ll be there no later than 10am so he can fix the car right up.
I get there Saturday and at first I’m told that it’s really busy, they are down a mechanic and he doesn’t know when he’ll be able to look at my car. It is at this point that I decide to wait. Once he’s sure that I’m not going away any time soon (there was some dramatic pacing, watch checking and glaring into the shop) he goes and checks my car. I then begin to rehearse my indignant speech about how I’m not going to pay full price, third trip in etc.
After about ½ hour, Bonehead comes out and confirms that it is in fact the switch that’s our problem. At least he recognizes that it’s his problem too. He then informs me that he’ll have to order the part and he can’t do that until Monday. The SOB didn’t think to order one for me when I’d scheduled the morning appointment! He has no response when I ask him. Nothing to say!!! Jerkoff! Oh, I’m mad as Hell! I’ve reported the shop to their corporate office, as well as to AAA. I won’t call the Better Business Bureau until I find out if there is going to be a charge for the service. Bastards think they can screw with me?!
Funny answering machine messages.
No swimming due to the moist conditions, but I did manage to nap at DaveGrips with his poor lonely cat that gets no attention. Is that wacky - to nap at a friend's house while they are on vacation? Then wacky I am!
Blixx came home Saturday night and told me how nice the weather was in NH. Crapass! (Copywrite Nightskye). We watched FarScape hung out close to home. I can’t believe they killed off one of the beautiful sexy Crightons! That one was Tempest’s. How will they get the neural clone of Scorpie out of my Crighton’s head now that Jack is gone? BazarJ greeted me with this question before I could even have my coffee this morning. He’s alway's been a risk taker.
Sunday was spent at the Laundromat washing just about everything we own. We’ve been existing on a load here and there at Toad’s or DaveGrip’s but we hadn’t done EVERYTHING in months – literally. It’s good to have clean matching sheets again, and all my nice undies are fresh and clean. No more of the panda bear cotton briefs with frayed elastics. Blixx is so pleased.
I am pleased as well – we had date night last night. I never knew the Simpsons could be so hot. I hope I’ve embarrassed you Blixx. You are cute when you blush.
A big blogger welcome to Rhinogirl – aka Nightskye’s Angel.
It’s 95 degrees outside right now and I don’t have air conditioning. It’s going to be one of those weeks, I can already tell.
Into the future…
Thursday, August 02, 2001
Smoker's Rights
So, I’m getting more responsibility at work, but not any more money. I don’t know if these new tasks (including hiring & payroll for the entire department) are being pawned off on me, or given in the hope that I’ll excel and eventually get promoted. *Sigh* The bitches here don’t like me, although Youngster is smart enough to hide her distain well.
We didn't go kayaking last night. By the time I got over there it was just too late to get everyting together and go. So, we sat around drinkign & smoking & eating BBQ. It was a nice evening, especially so because Toad had just returned from rafting the Colorado River with his friends Anti-Bill and Renegade. Man, there were some good stories. I think we're heading out there next year.
Drunk Cat
Blixx and Toad are going camping Friday night into Saturday. I think I'll be floating in DaveGrips pool all day - weather permitting.
BazarJ and his wife Combatboots are expecting another child in April. Congrats! I say he deserves a girl...I'm looking forward to having dinner with him and his family next weekend. Remind me to bring salad.
Cow F*cker???
Speaking of cows, does anyone want to go to The Big E with us the weekend of September 22nd? We went last year and the people watching alone was worth the price of addmission. I also want to try to coordinate a trip the The Durham Fair, which is that following weekend.
The rest of the summer is starting to fill up as far as weekend plans, which is refreshing. I like it when we have something to do. Our friend Callista who got married in October just gave us $150 gift certificates to Cuddles n Bubbles on Cape Cod. I'm looking at the site and thinking that we'll get a freebie, but this place is pricey as all getout. We'll probably go down on the off-season to avoid the crowds, but I look forward to having a hot tub right in our room. Mmmmm, hot tub! She gave us these GC because Blixx did a video of their wedding ceremony for them. In true Blixx style he outdid himself, so we were thanked. I feel bad now, considering that we didn't buy them a gift, assuming the video WAS the gift. Now we'll have to do something nice for them - perhaps out to a nice dinner or something.
Quantum Leap meets Star Trek. Read about Enterprise.
Into the future...
So, I’m getting more responsibility at work, but not any more money. I don’t know if these new tasks (including hiring & payroll for the entire department) are being pawned off on me, or given in the hope that I’ll excel and eventually get promoted. *Sigh* The bitches here don’t like me, although Youngster is smart enough to hide her distain well.
We didn't go kayaking last night. By the time I got over there it was just too late to get everyting together and go. So, we sat around drinkign & smoking & eating BBQ. It was a nice evening, especially so because Toad had just returned from rafting the Colorado River with his friends Anti-Bill and Renegade. Man, there were some good stories. I think we're heading out there next year.
Drunk Cat
Blixx and Toad are going camping Friday night into Saturday. I think I'll be floating in DaveGrips pool all day - weather permitting.
BazarJ and his wife Combatboots are expecting another child in April. Congrats! I say he deserves a girl...I'm looking forward to having dinner with him and his family next weekend. Remind me to bring salad.
Cow F*cker???
Speaking of cows, does anyone want to go to The Big E with us the weekend of September 22nd? We went last year and the people watching alone was worth the price of addmission. I also want to try to coordinate a trip the The Durham Fair, which is that following weekend.
The rest of the summer is starting to fill up as far as weekend plans, which is refreshing. I like it when we have something to do. Our friend Callista who got married in October just gave us $150 gift certificates to Cuddles n Bubbles on Cape Cod. I'm looking at the site and thinking that we'll get a freebie, but this place is pricey as all getout. We'll probably go down on the off-season to avoid the crowds, but I look forward to having a hot tub right in our room. Mmmmm, hot tub! She gave us these GC because Blixx did a video of their wedding ceremony for them. In true Blixx style he outdid himself, so we were thanked. I feel bad now, considering that we didn't buy them a gift, assuming the video WAS the gift. Now we'll have to do something nice for them - perhaps out to a nice dinner or something.
Quantum Leap meets Star Trek. Read about Enterprise.
Into the future...
Wednesday, August 01, 2001
I Bet You Will stupidity, if you are interested
I've met some really useless tools in my quest to find a part-time person for my department. The girl who came in today was underqualified (my opinion) to stuff envelopes all day. No, seriously I don't think she could do it. Dumb ass!
Going yakking tonight after work and I can't wait. Sunset on the water will be beautiful!
Why haven't all of you avid readers linked me to your blogs? Don't you love me?
Ghost recently commented about the buttcrack of a little hottie in the SciFi section of the local bookstore. Imagine if you will, a working world where it is acceptable to wear a tight white t-shirt with a see-thru bra so your nipples blaze right on through like high beams! Then imagine same Youngster's tattoo hovering over the top of her exposed gold lame(sp?) thong. Now try to get some work done. You see my problem. And, she wonders why the entire male population of my company is panting after her. The cleaning guy who speaks 6 words of English put the moves on her last night. Ahh, to be young and single again. NOT!
JOKE:
A man has spent many days crossing the desert without water. His camel
dies of thirst. He's crawling through the sands, certain that he has breathed
his last, when all of a sudden he sees an object sticking out of the sand
several yards ahead of him. He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand,
and discovers what looks to be an old brief case. He opens it and out pops a
genie....
But this is no ordinary genie. He is wearing an IRS ID badge and dull
grey suit. There's a calculator in his pocket. He has a pencil tucked behind
one ear.
"Well, kid," says the genie. "You know how it works. You have three wishes."
"I'm not falling for this." says the man. "I'm not going to trust an IRS agent."
"What do you have to lose? You've got no transportation, and it looks like you're a goner anyway!"
The man thinks about this for a minute, and decides that the genie is right.
"OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plentiful food and drink."
**POOF***
The man finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen. And he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platers of delicacies.
"OK, kid, what's your second wish."
"My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams."
**POOF***
The man finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.
"OK, kid, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"
After thinking for a few minutes, the man says: "I wish that no matter
where I go beautiful women will want and need me."
***POOF***
He is turned into a tampon.
The moral of the story?
If the IRS offers you anything, there's going to be a string attached.
Anyone think that it was a waste of taxpayer dollars to send us letters about our refunds? I'm thinking the husband and I could have gotten back $625 if they'd just let the news report it, or Hell, just send us random checks. Like anyone would refuse it. Geeeze!
Coca-Cola will soon introduce lemon flavored Diet Coke. I don't know if you care, but I do.
Into the future...
I've met some really useless tools in my quest to find a part-time person for my department. The girl who came in today was underqualified (my opinion) to stuff envelopes all day. No, seriously I don't think she could do it. Dumb ass!
Going yakking tonight after work and I can't wait. Sunset on the water will be beautiful!
Why haven't all of you avid readers linked me to your blogs? Don't you love me?
Ghost recently commented about the buttcrack of a little hottie in the SciFi section of the local bookstore. Imagine if you will, a working world where it is acceptable to wear a tight white t-shirt with a see-thru bra so your nipples blaze right on through like high beams! Then imagine same Youngster's tattoo hovering over the top of her exposed gold lame(sp?) thong. Now try to get some work done. You see my problem. And, she wonders why the entire male population of my company is panting after her. The cleaning guy who speaks 6 words of English put the moves on her last night. Ahh, to be young and single again. NOT!
JOKE:
A man has spent many days crossing the desert without water. His camel
dies of thirst. He's crawling through the sands, certain that he has breathed
his last, when all of a sudden he sees an object sticking out of the sand
several yards ahead of him. He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand,
and discovers what looks to be an old brief case. He opens it and out pops a
genie....
But this is no ordinary genie. He is wearing an IRS ID badge and dull
grey suit. There's a calculator in his pocket. He has a pencil tucked behind
one ear.
"Well, kid," says the genie. "You know how it works. You have three wishes."
"I'm not falling for this." says the man. "I'm not going to trust an IRS agent."
"What do you have to lose? You've got no transportation, and it looks like you're a goner anyway!"
The man thinks about this for a minute, and decides that the genie is right.
"OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plentiful food and drink."
**POOF***
The man finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen. And he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platers of delicacies.
"OK, kid, what's your second wish."
"My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams."
**POOF***
The man finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.
"OK, kid, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"
After thinking for a few minutes, the man says: "I wish that no matter
where I go beautiful women will want and need me."
***POOF***
He is turned into a tampon.
The moral of the story?
If the IRS offers you anything, there's going to be a string attached.
Anyone think that it was a waste of taxpayer dollars to send us letters about our refunds? I'm thinking the husband and I could have gotten back $625 if they'd just let the news report it, or Hell, just send us random checks. Like anyone would refuse it. Geeeze!
Coca-Cola will soon introduce lemon flavored Diet Coke. I don't know if you care, but I do.
Into the future...
