| Saturday June 26, 2004 -- 4:35pm What does one wear to a two band wedding camp out? This is my dilemma du jour. What a cool dilemma! I wish I was going to the actual wedding part of this wedding, because I have a feeling it would be really neat. Alas, we can't make it until 10:00 tonight - which is cool, says the bride, because the bands will really just be getting started then. Ha! In other news, I switched my bottle website over to Yahoo! (which is what I use for this site) due to the extreme ease of design, updates, etc. Hopefully this means I will add more to it, update it more often, pimp it more, etc. I'm debating right now if I want to try to promote the hell out of the site, so I can actually take in the full price for the bottles, or if I want to take 60% and try to sell them at a little shop on Lark Street. I mean, my actual expense on these thigns is pretty minimal - unless you include time, but you can't with this sort of thing. I dunno... I dunno... Meanwhile, I still daydream about the first time I sell a bottle to a stranger. I appreciate so much the business from friends and family, but selling something to someone who doesn't care about me at all will be a milestone. Hahaha That's really weird. Tuesday June 22, 2004 -- Noon I was hoping I would be a lot less bored at work this summer than I was last summer. Unfortunately, the only difference seems to be that I have rearranged my office in such a way that other people can see what's on my computer screen. Rats. Friday June 18, 2004 -- 4:30pm I do have just one question about this whole news story regarding Bill Clinton sleeping on the couch for a bit after he revealed his affair: Who Cares??? I mean really. It's not like we're in the middle of a war or anything. It's not like Americans aren't getting their heads chopped of. Clearly the Clintons' love life should be one of the major headlines!!!! Wednesday June 16, 2004 -- 12:25pm I swear this is true: Seconds after my previous entry, I heard the director say, "Oooooh!!! A butterfly!!!" I chuckled to myself. Then she said, "And it's dead!!!" -- 10:00am I am of the opinion that today should start improving pronto. I saw a really cool bird of some sort flying overhead while I drove into work. That is the only good thing about today so far. Otherwise, I have a sick cat, am dizzy from forgetting to take my meds yesterday, saw a dead kitten on the side of the road, and saw a really disgusting thing that I won't be describing, also on the side of the road. Furthermore, I had three extremely stressful dreams that left me feeling more tired upon waking than I was when I went to sleep. In the first, I saw some news story about a terrible war that I hadn't known about. For some reason the story sent me into a massive panic attack, the likes of which I have never experienced. It was so bad that I called my therapist (former therapist?) at home, and he had to come to my house to stop me from going completely mental. In the second, Steve took me to some very important, huge cool car racing place. For some reason, I hated every minute of it. Everything was extremely complicated. You had to have all of these tickets for everything, and food was really expensive. Then you had to use very strange, complicated and scary ladders to get everywhere. Steve - unlike anything he would ever do in real life - got really irritated with my fear of and inability to use these insane ladders, and started mocking me until I turned into a big, weepy mess. In the third, the first day of next year's after school program (which I'm looking forward to) went SO badly that I canceled the program and quit my job! The superindendent of one of the districts then called me, and my mouth was oddly paralyzed (I must have been trying to talk in my sleep) and I sounded drunk. He told me I had to un-cancel the program and could not quit my job. This made things even more messed up than I'd already made them. I'm taking a personal day tomorrow. I just got it approved. Now everyone has to be really nice to me for the rest of the day, and I don't want to see any dead things!!! Friday June 11, 2004 -- 12:55pm Ut-oh. I'm officially bored. Only 3 months until school starts again. I solved the mystery of Who Is Leaving the Copier On All Night by asking the person who gets here and leaves for the transportation program before 8am most days the following cleverly constructed question: "Hey. Do you ever use the copier in the morning?" No one is leaving the copier on all night, however, our director refuses to be convinced of this. I am detecting a trend among the not-for-profits in which I have worked. Maybe it's me. Maybe I have some deeply repressed problem with authority figures that only comes out in these weird experiences with nfp directors. Thursday June 10, 2004 -- 3:30pm So the other day, I woke up to a news report about how the helicopter carrying Reagan's body crashed. I rushed outside to tell my boyfriend, but he was busy throwing a severed head into the woods. That's when I became suspiscious. I woke up for real and looked at the alarm clock. It read 12:08... PM. That would be, oh, 3 hours after I was supposed to be at work. I yelled an expletive and leapt out of bed. How was this possible??? How could I have slept so long? I scurried off into the living room to check the cell phone for messages. It said it was 7:08. Oh. It got my day off to such a strange start. All day long, I could not be convinced that I knew what time it was or what day it was. Also, on the way in to work, there is a sign advertising, in big red letters, FREE DIRT. Be sure to jump on that bargain right away! Sunday June 6, 2004 -- 10:30am Ronald Reagan was really the first president I clearly remember. The first major news event I clearly remember was when he was shot. Throughout his presidency, I lived in blissful ignorance. In fact, I could not understand why my parents would want to watch something so depressing as the news. So I held virtually no opinion about anything the man did, although I remember not liking him - probably just a typical childhood reflection of the views of my parents, although they generally kept their views to themselves and rarely muttered at the television the way I do. Reagan is the only president I have seen in real life. He was in a nearby city during his re-election campaign, and I was chosen to be among a small group of students in my grade to attend his event. I don't remember anything he said, but I remember being very impressed by all the security - men in black adorning all of Waterbury's old brick buildings, their weapons pointed down at us. I remember an older man standing behind us who lifted us up one at a time so we could see over the crowd. I wonder what my parents thought about all of it. I'm sure I cam home gushing woefully ignorant conservative politics of some sort. In other, unrelated, news, I stepped in cat puke this morning. Rawk. Also, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind = Brilliant. Wednesday June 2, 2004 -- 10:15am And now... Stick Figure Theater! Friday May 28, 2004 -- 7:30pm Suddenly, a good number of my female friends have joined Weight Watchers, and this is driving me slightly insane. I find myself compelled during the day to phone one of them up and ask questions like, "Hey! How many points in [insert name of junk food item I am about to eat]? Oh yeah? That many, huh? What if I chew it really slowly?" It's Weight Watchers that is finally making me feel like I'm In My Thirties. I mean, it was bad when people my age started getting married and/or having children, getting real jobs and buying homes, but this really does it. Weight Watcher's, man. In other news, I spent $118 on groceries tonight... and that was at the regular grocery store!!! There damn well better be something to eat when I get hungry later! And it better have a lot of points! Saturday May 22, 2004 -- 8:15pm At long last, I bring you The Maine Pictures. Friday May 21, 2004 -- 10:00pm Good Lord. Paris Hilton... Rusty Pecker... 2 Dwarves and a 6 pack... How can I possibly go to work tomorrow? On a Saturday?!? I can't believe I actually have to drive to Glenville and act like an adult tomorrow. Oy. Thursday May 20, 2004 -- 9:30pm Every article of clothing I own is now too tight for me, excepting the one dress that I could likely wear through 9 months of pregnancy and not outgrow. So, on my way over to Steve's for a BBQ Tuesday evening, I suddenly decided that I'd had enough and was not going to a BBQ and being totally uncomfortable and self-concious. I needed a quick fix, and something cheap, so I stopped at that mecca of fashion, Target. Apparently some sort of law has been passed prohibiting women's pants to actually cover their entire leg. I hate those stupid capri and cropped pants! They look like someone forgot to take them out of the dryer. However, I now own a pair, as well as a cheap cotton t-shirt of a lovely shade of blue that just happened to perfectly match the polish I had on my toenails.. And it feels good. A serious shopping episode may be in my very near future. Monday May 17, 2004 -- 12:30pm An energy converter is what I need. A way to convert anxiety into useful, productive energy. Then I'd be all set. Clue That It May Be Time To Find a New Job: You've just returned from sitting in fetal position on the floor of the office bathroom. Sunday May 16, 2004 -- 2:05pm Ok. It turned out there WAS a problem with the Dirt Devil - namely that everything it sucked up promptly fell out again upon detaching the accessory hose. I took a peek and discovered that there was a belt looped rather uselessly around the brush roll. So I thought I would see if I could fix the thing. I would say that it has significantly worse problems now. Specifically, this. But it's clean, damn it! Man. There was hair in there from every person I have ever known in my life, and feathers from birds that have been dead since my college days. It's a wonder the thing didn't just spontaneously combust before now. -- 12:20pm For the past year, I have believed that my Dirt Devil was broken. I pretty clearly remember Dee telling me that it had broken while Scott was using it one weekend. Since neither of them recalled this, and given my dubious mental state at the time of the alleged malfunction, I decided to unearth the thing from the bathroom closet and check it out today. Behold! It works!!!! The degree to which this excites me may be slightly pathetic, but I truly feel like a new woman today. Hooray for the raucous sucking up of cat hair and stray particles of litter. Saturday May 15, 2004 -- 12:50pm It is difficult to apply first aid to one's own right thumb (when one is right handed) particularly when all of the items one needs to apply said first aid are in different, impossible to access places. Tuesday May 11, 2004 -- 8:06 am (6 minutes after I should leave for work!!!) Tulip Festival Pictures, now ready for your viewing pleasure! Gotta go! Sunday May 9, 2004 -- 7:10pm Tulip Festival Update #7 Well, it's all over now, for another year, but we're still enjoying the day by sitting on the fire escape with cold beverages of an adult nature, watching people look for their cars. "Where's the car?!? I swear we parked it on Hudson!" Today we gorged on carnival foods. Italian ice, gyros, friend dough. I got my toe rings, and Steve got Mother's Day gifts that have already supplied US with hours of enjoyment, and which I think his mother will also enjoy. Tonight I hope to upload and post my Tulip Festival 2004 pictures, for your viewing pleasure. Reason to Live #17. -- 11:50am Tulip Festival Update #6 Welome to Day 2 of Tulip Festival, which, as you can see, gets a much later start to it than Day1. This is the time when the neighborhood residents lament about how old we are all getting and the simple wrongness of things like fried dough, kettle corn, and $2 pints of Guinness. It helps that the obligatory Tulip Fest Rain has chosen this morning to fall, and is doing so in its own rather hungover, achey way. Later, of course, the lure of music, crafts, Spring flowers, and the smells of frying foods will be too much for us, and we'll wander back... only slightly less jovial than yesterday. My pets seem to be feeling The Pain this morning. Sunny is sick, Minnie puked in the hall, and Bennett... well Bennett's issues are more of the pervasive behavioral variety. I suspect them of having thrown their own little FestiVAL. -- 12:13am Tulip FestiVAL Update #5 The other only known cures for hiccups also did not work. Saturday May 8, 2004 -- 11:55pm Tulip FestiVAL Update #4 There is only one known cure for hiccups, and it just failed to work. -- 6:00pm Tulip Festival Update #3 Briefly I became the unofficial spokesperson for deep fried Oreos. Believe me... it disturbs me as much as it disturbs you. Here are some things I don't understand: - women who go to parks wearing stilletto heels - parents who insist on navigating palatial strollers through very crowded public venues - deep fried Oreos - the inability of people from the suburbs to comprehend such simple concepts as Pedestrians - why Tulip Festival ends at 6, when it could easily go on until 9 -- 4:25pm Tulip Festival Update #2 Seems like I was s'posed to meet someone somewhere for... something. Um... Don't ask me what happened to Tulip Festival Update #1. I don't want to talk about it. |
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