Lane and I were sharing a piece of pie at my computer desk while Michael sat near us in his high chair coloring with a blue crayon.
"Michael" She says casually, "Don't eat the crayon. We can eat the pie, we can eat bleach, but we don't eat crayons."
"Elaine!" I admonished her, turning away from whatever work I was doing at the computer. "Don't tell him that!"
"Why not?" She asked.
"Because it's not true! You can't eat bleach, but we can eat the pie, we can eat the cat food and we can eat the pine-sol, and no, we can't eat the crayon."
"I see," She said, nodding a few times before going back to picking at the pie.
Nobody did ever take the crayon away from Michael.
1.07.2005
I am not a politics blog. I rarely post about politics, or even current events for that matter. I figure there are so many people out there who already do it, who write things a million times better then my said sorry one brain cell ever could. I'm not a confrontational person anyway, so I'm no fun. However, this really irked me, and I don't even live in this state.
Report of fetal death by mother; penalty. Provides that when a fetal death occurs without medical attendance, it shall be the woman's responsibility to report the death to the proper law-enforcement agency within 12 hours of the delivery. Violation of this section shall be punishable as a Class 1 misdemeanors.
Yeah. You read it right. If representative John A. Cosgrove has his way, all women in Virgina who have a miscarries and do not report it to the police within 12 hours get a $2,500 fine and get to go to jail for 12 months. Hurray!
Don't believe me? Oh then by all means, read all about it.
I'm livid and completely disgusted. First of all - this issue is so far removed from being the government or authorities business that it is like letting your three year old pay your household bills. Something that should never happen in a million years. Nobody has the right to ask a woman to report something this personal and tragic to them, and then threaten them will jail and fines if they don't. Why don't you just kick her in the stomach and see if you can make her barren? The feeling either way is going to be the same.
Second, what is this blantant disregard for people and their rights? Why is it that people in office want to view people - not just here in America, but everywhere - as cattle and don't even put a thought into the fact that their humans, and deserve rights and respect?
Are these people so uneducated that they don't even realize what a miscarrage usually contains? Do they even know when they happen, how often they happen, or why? This bill is just horrid and offensive, you can't call it anything else.
Thanks to Dr. Laura's Worst Nightmare for this
Report of fetal death by mother; penalty. Provides that when a fetal death occurs without medical attendance, it shall be the woman's responsibility to report the death to the proper law-enforcement agency within 12 hours of the delivery. Violation of this section shall be punishable as a Class 1 misdemeanors.
Yeah. You read it right. If representative John A. Cosgrove has his way, all women in Virgina who have a miscarries and do not report it to the police within 12 hours get a $2,500 fine and get to go to jail for 12 months. Hurray!
Don't believe me? Oh then by all means, read all about it.
I'm livid and completely disgusted. First of all - this issue is so far removed from being the government or authorities business that it is like letting your three year old pay your household bills. Something that should never happen in a million years. Nobody has the right to ask a woman to report something this personal and tragic to them, and then threaten them will jail and fines if they don't. Why don't you just kick her in the stomach and see if you can make her barren? The feeling either way is going to be the same.
Second, what is this blantant disregard for people and their rights? Why is it that people in office want to view people - not just here in America, but everywhere - as cattle and don't even put a thought into the fact that their humans, and deserve rights and respect?
Are these people so uneducated that they don't even realize what a miscarrage usually contains? Do they even know when they happen, how often they happen, or why? This bill is just horrid and offensive, you can't call it anything else.
Thanks to Dr. Laura's Worst Nightmare for this
The cat is gone. I'm not sure where she went, but I'm worried. Why would someone abandon a deaf and blind cat on someone else's front porch? I mean, you have to have some sort of warped cruelness in you to do that. I deem it 948.3 bad Karma points.
It's obvious that she's someones cat, she's got to be at least two years old, and is well taken care of. Why would someone just dump her? Aren't they terrified she would get hit by a car, or starve to death if she got lost or nobody took her in? It gives me that sicky feeling in my stomach, like I ate some kind of dairy product that had turned, and didn't notice it until it was too late.
The other scenario, and the one I'm clinging to because I like to think that it's not deluding myself, is that she got out of her lovely warm loving home and wandered off, and her owners found her and took her home. I'm going to be keeping an eye out though.
If she comes back, what should I do? Should I take her to a vet? I can't keep her, I move in a week and I'm not allowed to have pets. Plus, my roommate is allergic to cats, so I can't even sneak her in without some kind of problem. I don't want her put down though, would a vet do that right away? What about a shelter? Would someone at least try and find her a home? What if I posted on Freecycle that she needed a loving home and someone to spend lots of time and care on her, think someone would do that?
Damnit. People suck.
HotD:
I still have homework.
I don't want to do it though,
I'd rather just sleep.
It's obvious that she's someones cat, she's got to be at least two years old, and is well taken care of. Why would someone just dump her? Aren't they terrified she would get hit by a car, or starve to death if she got lost or nobody took her in? It gives me that sicky feeling in my stomach, like I ate some kind of dairy product that had turned, and didn't notice it until it was too late.
The other scenario, and the one I'm clinging to because I like to think that it's not deluding myself, is that she got out of her lovely warm loving home and wandered off, and her owners found her and took her home. I'm going to be keeping an eye out though.
If she comes back, what should I do? Should I take her to a vet? I can't keep her, I move in a week and I'm not allowed to have pets. Plus, my roommate is allergic to cats, so I can't even sneak her in without some kind of problem. I don't want her put down though, would a vet do that right away? What about a shelter? Would someone at least try and find her a home? What if I posted on Freecycle that she needed a loving home and someone to spend lots of time and care on her, think someone would do that?
Damnit. People suck.
HotD:
I still have homework.
I don't want to do it though,
I'd rather just sleep.
1.06.2005
Lane (that's the sister) is refusing her surgery on her hand. So her doctor wants to set the entire thing in a cast of some sort, so she can use it as a weapon in school can't move it.
Why won't she go through the surgery? Because she doesn't want to wake up with an I.V. in her arm. Now, I hate needles as much as the next person, and I've been known to feel a little faint when they pull out the harpoon, especially when they start collapsing my veins. But really, is not having the surgery because there will be an I.V. in your arm worth never being able to properly hold a pencil to write foul words on bathroom stalls again? I don't think so, but hey, it's not my body.
If her choice is to try having it set and keeping it immobile for months then I support her. I hope that this works for her, and doesn't make it so that when she plays Volleyball in the future (she wants to do it professionally, I don't get it, but then again, I'm not really a sporty girl) that it doesn't lead to more serious injury.
Update on the apartment (because I know you all were hanging on the edges of your seat) I should know by tomorrow night if I got it. Well, let me rephrase that: I got the apartment, I should know by tomorrow night if my credit is so non-existent that I need a co-signer. I'm really hoping not, because last time I checked, my credit was good enough for Sprint to give me my cellphone without demanding a wad of cash soaked in a bucket of goats blood. Just keep those piggies crossed a teensy bit longer for me, alright?
HotD:
Ravioli soup.
You are so very tasty,
And good for me too.
Why won't she go through the surgery? Because she doesn't want to wake up with an I.V. in her arm. Now, I hate needles as much as the next person, and I've been known to feel a little faint when they pull out the harpoon, especially when they start collapsing my veins. But really, is not having the surgery because there will be an I.V. in your arm worth never being able to properly hold a pencil to write foul words on bathroom stalls again? I don't think so, but hey, it's not my body.
If her choice is to try having it set and keeping it immobile for months then I support her. I hope that this works for her, and doesn't make it so that when she plays Volleyball in the future (she wants to do it professionally, I don't get it, but then again, I'm not really a sporty girl) that it doesn't lead to more serious injury.
Update on the apartment (because I know you all were hanging on the edges of your seat) I should know by tomorrow night if I got it. Well, let me rephrase that: I got the apartment, I should know by tomorrow night if my credit is so non-existent that I need a co-signer. I'm really hoping not, because last time I checked, my credit was good enough for Sprint to give me my cellphone without demanding a wad of cash soaked in a bucket of goats blood. Just keep those piggies crossed a teensy bit longer for me, alright?
HotD:
Ravioli soup.
You are so very tasty,
And good for me too.
1.05.2005
My younger sister - whom it seems has also inherited my families lack of grace - broke her thumb playing Volleyball earlier today. I spent most of the rest of this afternoon assisting with trying to track down a referral from her PCG so she can go in and have surgery done within the next two days.
She snapped the tendon that holds the thumb in place, broke the bone, and sprained it (the thumb) as well. They want to put a pin in there, but she acts like they want to lop off her parts with a rusty saw and reattach lobster claws or something. I told her it would be really cool, and come in handy for opening soda bottles and cracking nuts, but she wouldn't have any of it.
We still haven't heard back from her PCG or the specialist that wants to do the surgery. I really hope they get back ahold of us soon because it's killing her. They didn't even give her tylenol. They did, however, give her a sticker. Which as I'm sure you all can agree, makes agonizing pain from a broken appendage in your dominate hand just all better. Or it would have, if I hadn't stolen it.
She snapped the tendon that holds the thumb in place, broke the bone, and sprained it (the thumb) as well. They want to put a pin in there, but she acts like they want to lop off her parts with a rusty saw and reattach lobster claws or something. I told her it would be really cool, and come in handy for opening soda bottles and cracking nuts, but she wouldn't have any of it.
We still haven't heard back from her PCG or the specialist that wants to do the surgery. I really hope they get back ahold of us soon because it's killing her. They didn't even give her tylenol. They did, however, give her a sticker. Which as I'm sure you all can agree, makes agonizing pain from a broken appendage in your dominate hand just all better. Or it would have, if I hadn't stolen it.
Well it seems the Apartment God/s/ess/divine entities/demiurge/demon/fairy/chicken/whatever has smiled down upon me and refrained from giving me a swift maniacal kick in the tushy on this one. I am pretty sure I found an apartment...on my first go `round!
It's an extremely adorable two bedroom/two bath with a ton of appliances included (washer, dryer, dishwasher, fridge, stove, garbage disposal...which scare me, but that's an entire different post all together) and sewer, water and garbage paid. I'm completely stoked, to top it all off, it's only two blocks away from campus and is actually affordable. It's like a fairytale. All I need is a handsome prince and a tiara and I'm set.
I turn in paperwork tomorrow, and I should know by the end of the week. Cross those piggies for me, would you? I really want this one, and if I have to pay any more application fees I'm pretty sure I'll be moving into a watertower.
Because you love it: THotD
It is really cold.
Frosty windows and frozen
Tootsies galore, yo.
It's an extremely adorable two bedroom/two bath with a ton of appliances included (washer, dryer, dishwasher, fridge, stove, garbage disposal...which scare me, but that's an entire different post all together) and sewer, water and garbage paid. I'm completely stoked, to top it all off, it's only two blocks away from campus and is actually affordable. It's like a fairytale. All I need is a handsome prince and a tiara and I'm set.
I turn in paperwork tomorrow, and I should know by the end of the week. Cross those piggies for me, would you? I really want this one, and if I have to pay any more application fees I'm pretty sure I'll be moving into a watertower.
Because you love it: THotD
It is really cold.
Frosty windows and frozen
Tootsies galore, yo.
1.04.2005
I'm apartment hunting. It's amazing how much people want to charge just to move into an apartment. I could make a downpayment on a car for the amount their wanting. A really, really good car. With, like, doors and everything. It's extortion, that's what it is. They might as well stab me in the eye with a stick, the result is the same. Neverending pain and agony. It's especially bad since they come with practically nothing. If you're going to charge me a million dollars and the fresh soul of my first-born child for the privilege of living in an apartment with vomit brown carpeting then at least pay my utilities, or give me a washer and dryer hook up. Hell, with the prices these people charge, they can afford to even throw in a Cabana Boy. Is that too much to ask?
My soon-to-be-roommate has to be out of his place by the first of the month, so I've been trying to locate something pretty quicky. Nobody wants to be homeless in January. Unless you enjoy freezing off your much needed appendages while sleeping on a hard bench. I, however, really enjoy being warm. Oh, and not being gnawed on by sneaky little woodland animals while I nap. That's good too.
I'm trying to find an apartment that is relatively quiet and peaceful, one that doesn't have frequent visits from people in snazzy uniforms. I'm not big on having neighbors that beat on one another for amusement, or play mad scientist in their bathroom with the "Do It Yourself Meth Kit"(tm) they bought off the internet. I'm picky. I figure I have the right to be, since whatever I rent will merit the selling of some organs that I've grown quite attached to.
HotD:
Being stalked sucks, ok?
I am sick of not going outside,
Because of crazies.
My soon-to-be-roommate has to be out of his place by the first of the month, so I've been trying to locate something pretty quicky. Nobody wants to be homeless in January. Unless you enjoy freezing off your much needed appendages while sleeping on a hard bench. I, however, really enjoy being warm. Oh, and not being gnawed on by sneaky little woodland animals while I nap. That's good too.
I'm trying to find an apartment that is relatively quiet and peaceful, one that doesn't have frequent visits from people in snazzy uniforms. I'm not big on having neighbors that beat on one another for amusement, or play mad scientist in their bathroom with the "Do It Yourself Meth Kit"(tm) they bought off the internet. I'm picky. I figure I have the right to be, since whatever I rent will merit the selling of some organs that I've grown quite attached to.
HotD:
Being stalked sucks, ok?
I am sick of not going outside,
Because of crazies.
1.03.2005
Classes are back in session now. Today went very well. I had HDF245 and Zoology 202, and I went to someone elses math class with them, because deep down I just love being tortured. It's not because I secretly like math, or anything, so get that nasty little thought right out of your head.
Oddly enough I find that getting up at before God even gets out of beddy-bye and driving through ice to make a early morning class is almost worth it, since it means I'm awake in Zoology. Almost. Of course, today was only the first day of the term, so there is lots of time for things to change.
As I was leaving the main campus there was a car accident. It was an accident in the parking lot, which in Accident Land is probably on the more stupid end of the accident scale. I've decided it happened for two reasons. One: because the college hasn't opened the other parking lots for overflow parking; and two: people are morons and don't know how to drive. The proof of number two was extremely apparent to me as I watched a police office pull up and assist the accident people, and while he was taking down their statements, a car leaving the parking lot sideswiped a different car not ten feet away.
See? Morons. If you're going to get in an accident, at least do it somewhere fresh and exciting. Don't do it in front of an already existing accident scene where a cop is standing right there watching you drive like you got your license out of a Cracker Jack box. This is why I don't drive. Those people, they scare me.
And without further adieu, THotD:
Yo-Ho-Ho! Nap Time.
I think maybe that I'll nap,
Until my bed time.
Oddly enough I find that getting up at before God even gets out of beddy-bye and driving through ice to make a early morning class is almost worth it, since it means I'm awake in Zoology. Almost. Of course, today was only the first day of the term, so there is lots of time for things to change.
As I was leaving the main campus there was a car accident. It was an accident in the parking lot, which in Accident Land is probably on the more stupid end of the accident scale. I've decided it happened for two reasons. One: because the college hasn't opened the other parking lots for overflow parking; and two: people are morons and don't know how to drive. The proof of number two was extremely apparent to me as I watched a police office pull up and assist the accident people, and while he was taking down their statements, a car leaving the parking lot sideswiped a different car not ten feet away.
See? Morons. If you're going to get in an accident, at least do it somewhere fresh and exciting. Don't do it in front of an already existing accident scene where a cop is standing right there watching you drive like you got your license out of a Cracker Jack box. This is why I don't drive. Those people, they scare me.
And without further adieu, THotD:
Yo-Ho-Ho! Nap Time.
I think maybe that I'll nap,
Until my bed time.
1.01.2005
So the fantastic Wesboro Baptist Church released another press release today akin to that thanking their god for the death of 2,000 dead Swedes (you can read it here, if you want to be sick to your stomach). Today they released another one again thanking their god for the death of 3,000 Americans. Personally, I'm hoping my God (because mine sure as hell ain't theirs) gives them a good shaking in the middle of the night and knocks some sense in their tiny marble-sized bigoted brains.
The other night I was flipping through channels and it landed on TBN. For those of you who don't know, The Trinity Broadcasting Network is like the largest Christian TV broadcast thingie on the planet. Sometimes I leave it there because it's fascinating to see how people who have been brainwashed by tainted organized religion behave. I've got nothing against religion, organized or not, or God, but there are far too many lines that are being blurred and crossed and far too much hate and irrationality being spewed by people who claim to be "God Loving Christians".
Anyway, Paul Crouch, one of the founders of TBN was doing some sort of bible study on the Kings of Israel and he was talking about how it was a fascinating study because the Kings changed so much. First there would be a King who would force everyone to worship idols and would taint the land and then God would uprise a new King that would banish the idols and return the people to Jehovah. The guy sitting with him sat up excitedly and said "Oh! Like the United States!" You know, Bush being the chosen son of God and all. I got a bruise from falling off my bed. I guess I laughed too hard.
With more and more people thinking it's ok to behave like the scary Baptists. We're in a doozy of a pickle, boys and girls, and it's just going to get worse. Personally, I'm thinking Canada wouldn't be so bad after all. I can always get extra gloves.
The other night I was flipping through channels and it landed on TBN. For those of you who don't know, The Trinity Broadcasting Network is like the largest Christian TV broadcast thingie on the planet. Sometimes I leave it there because it's fascinating to see how people who have been brainwashed by tainted organized religion behave. I've got nothing against religion, organized or not, or God, but there are far too many lines that are being blurred and crossed and far too much hate and irrationality being spewed by people who claim to be "God Loving Christians".
Anyway, Paul Crouch, one of the founders of TBN was doing some sort of bible study on the Kings of Israel and he was talking about how it was a fascinating study because the Kings changed so much. First there would be a King who would force everyone to worship idols and would taint the land and then God would uprise a new King that would banish the idols and return the people to Jehovah. The guy sitting with him sat up excitedly and said "Oh! Like the United States!" You know, Bush being the chosen son of God and all. I got a bruise from falling off my bed. I guess I laughed too hard.
With more and more people thinking it's ok to behave like the scary Baptists. We're in a doozy of a pickle, boys and girls, and it's just going to get worse. Personally, I'm thinking Canada wouldn't be so bad after all. I can always get extra gloves.
What are your New Years resolutions? Are they to stop smoking? To stop stalking? Maybe to shower once in a while? You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine. I'll even go first.
1. To travel out of state, because I love to travel but can't afford to go out of the country. I don't care where I go. Preferably legally and not because I've been extradited. Maybe to visit Fred.
2. To get in better shape. You know, because everyone else is doing it. I'm even going to make a blog about it, one that is even more whiny then this one! Huzzah!
3. Eliminate 10 things off my Things to Do Before I Die list. I don't know what ten things, but at least ten of them.
Now, let's see if I can do it, shall we?
1. To travel out of state, because I love to travel but can't afford to go out of the country. I don't care where I go. Preferably legally and not because I've been extradited. Maybe to visit Fred.
2. To get in better shape. You know, because everyone else is doing it. I'm even going to make a blog about it, one that is even more whiny then this one! Huzzah!
3. Eliminate 10 things off my Things to Do Before I Die list. I don't know what ten things, but at least ten of them.
Now, let's see if I can do it, shall we?
Tomorrow is the Secret Santa for the YCC. I scheduled it for this week because I figured that three weeks was more then enough time for the kids to forget they have to buy someone a present and then come looking guilty to the class, or not coming at all, so I have to rush around and find cover presents for everyone.
I got some coloring books, puzzles, crayons and colored pencils. This is what happens when you make the person-who-corrects-you-when-you-call-her-teacher buy the presents. Everyone ends up with school supplies. That'll teach them.
Hopefully nobody did forget, however. Nothing is worse then showing up to something with a shiny face full of joy because you're getting a present, and the person who picked you didn't buy you one because theysuck forgot. That, my friends, is far more scarring then my jokes about selling children to gypsies for stew could ever be.
I got some coloring books, puzzles, crayons and colored pencils. This is what happens when you make the person-who-corrects-you-when-you-call-her-teacher buy the presents. Everyone ends up with school supplies. That'll teach them.
Hopefully nobody did forget, however. Nothing is worse then showing up to something with a shiny face full of joy because you're getting a present, and the person who picked you didn't buy you one because they
The bugs in the bug food creeped me out, and now I'm all itchy and crawly. I think I'll take another shower. Crickets I can do, because without them Kero croaks, and not in the good froggy way, but maggots and other wormy things just make me....ugh. This is why he doesn't eat meal worms, because I'm a wuss.
Happy New Year to everyone! I hope you all had a very safe and fantastic New Years Eve. One not riddled with vomit and/or blood. My bowling fell through, so instead I played video games until 1 A.M. It made me feel like the slacker I never got to be in high school. I love games, but I rarely get to play them, and math is just not the same.
The last time I actually played a PS2 game was nearly a year ago. See? I am so abused. Of course, the fact that I don't own a PS2 could be a big part in it. I'm playing Kingdom Hearts because I've never played it before, and I have Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories and I figured...I should play the first one before I play this one, right? Otherwise I won't know what is going on...Yeah. It sounded more convincing in my head.
Anyway, to celebrate the New Year today, I played a few more hours of Kingdom Hearts (I have the PS2 until Monday, when I promised on my firstborn child I'd return it. He hugged it before he gave it to me, so I'm pretty sure keeping it any longer then Monday is not an option. I think I would end up dead somewhere.) and then I went apartment shopping. Actually, I just wrote down numbers of complexes with apartments for rent near campus, since no rental offices are open today. I found a bunch that were totally cute, plus, I found the most adorable two bedroom house about a mile away from the college. A house. I'd love to live in a house, not just any house, but a house that is my house. More or less. I don't like apartments. It's a bit of a walk away, and I don't have a car, but walking a mile back and forth from campus is no big deal. I don't think I'll look any further then a mile in any direction though. Lancaster has major traffic and I don't want to end up road hash.
Speaking of renting and apartments, my ex-Landladies daughter came over this morning banging on the door saying she had something "extremely important to discuss with me". I was in the shower, so I didn't talk to her. So, what in the world could this uber important thing be? I don't have anything to do with her (the daughter), and anyway, the rental agreement was with her mother not her and I moved out over a year ago. I don't owe them any money - I even paid rent for months in which the apartment was (by law) inhabitable and I didn't have to pay, but did because I felt bad about it. So, who knows, but I don't really have anything to say to any of them.
Oh well. Hey, when I went to feed Kero's crickets, there were bugs in their food. How gross is that? Bugs in the bug food. I had to dump it all out. That crap is eight bucks a box too. Next time, remind me to keep it in the freezer.
HotD:
Geesh. Give me a break.
Valentine's Day is far off,
What's with the stuff already?
The last time I actually played a PS2 game was nearly a year ago. See? I am so abused. Of course, the fact that I don't own a PS2 could be a big part in it. I'm playing Kingdom Hearts because I've never played it before, and I have Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories and I figured...I should play the first one before I play this one, right? Otherwise I won't know what is going on...Yeah. It sounded more convincing in my head.
Anyway, to celebrate the New Year today, I played a few more hours of Kingdom Hearts (I have the PS2 until Monday, when I promised on my firstborn child I'd return it. He hugged it before he gave it to me, so I'm pretty sure keeping it any longer then Monday is not an option. I think I would end up dead somewhere.) and then I went apartment shopping. Actually, I just wrote down numbers of complexes with apartments for rent near campus, since no rental offices are open today. I found a bunch that were totally cute, plus, I found the most adorable two bedroom house about a mile away from the college. A house. I'd love to live in a house, not just any house, but a house that is my house. More or less. I don't like apartments. It's a bit of a walk away, and I don't have a car, but walking a mile back and forth from campus is no big deal. I don't think I'll look any further then a mile in any direction though. Lancaster has major traffic and I don't want to end up road hash.
Speaking of renting and apartments, my ex-Landladies daughter came over this morning banging on the door saying she had something "extremely important to discuss with me". I was in the shower, so I didn't talk to her. So, what in the world could this uber important thing be? I don't have anything to do with her (the daughter), and anyway, the rental agreement was with her mother not her and I moved out over a year ago. I don't owe them any money - I even paid rent for months in which the apartment was (by law) inhabitable and I didn't have to pay, but did because I felt bad about it. So, who knows, but I don't really have anything to say to any of them.
Oh well. Hey, when I went to feed Kero's crickets, there were bugs in their food. How gross is that? Bugs in the bug food. I had to dump it all out. That crap is eight bucks a box too. Next time, remind me to keep it in the freezer.
HotD:
Geesh. Give me a break.
Valentine's Day is far off,
What's with the stuff already?
12.27.2004
Christmas was fantastic. It was nice and mellow, even with all the people here. Oh, and there was way way too much food. I'm pretty sure that we made enough to feed two small countries.
I received my very first DVD as a present from my older brother. I also got a frog toothbrush holder, a pair of hugging stuffed frogs, a stuffed frog that doubles as a tiny fm radio with headphones, a squishy sticky frog, and christmas decorations. I always get decorations as presents because I'm a total decoration freak, and you can see, my frog obsession is alive and kickin'. What a bunch of enablers I have in my life.
Yesterday I spent most of the day driving to Tillamook and back, in between the driving I lost horribly at a game of Monopoly. This I think is further proof that I really just need a sugar daddy, rather then trying to make my own money. I'm just no good at it.
Today, it's back to work for me. I really still wish it was Sunday, but it's not, so I have to stop dinkering around and actually get something done so I can scribble it off my never-ending list. Classes start back up in exactly one week. Where did that month go? I feel like I hardly got anything done. Now I have to buckle down and really get things completed. In the end though, I think being able to squeak over something gleefully with a black maker and have it banished from my list is almost worth the misery of working.
Bowling is the planned celebration on New Years. You can come if you want, just give me a call. Just to forewarn you, I don't plan on losing this time. Even if I have to hire Guido to hide behide the ball racks with a bat.
HotD:
Oh, goodbye Christmas!
Take down all the lights now,
Before March gets here.
I received my very first DVD as a present from my older brother. I also got a frog toothbrush holder, a pair of hugging stuffed frogs, a stuffed frog that doubles as a tiny fm radio with headphones, a squishy sticky frog, and christmas decorations. I always get decorations as presents because I'm a total decoration freak, and you can see, my frog obsession is alive and kickin'. What a bunch of enablers I have in my life.
Yesterday I spent most of the day driving to Tillamook and back, in between the driving I lost horribly at a game of Monopoly. This I think is further proof that I really just need a sugar daddy, rather then trying to make my own money. I'm just no good at it.
Today, it's back to work for me. I really still wish it was Sunday, but it's not, so I have to stop dinkering around and actually get something done so I can scribble it off my never-ending list. Classes start back up in exactly one week. Where did that month go? I feel like I hardly got anything done. Now I have to buckle down and really get things completed. In the end though, I think being able to squeak over something gleefully with a black maker and have it banished from my list is almost worth the misery of working.
Bowling is the planned celebration on New Years. You can come if you want, just give me a call. Just to forewarn you, I don't plan on losing this time. Even if I have to hire Guido to hide behide the ball racks with a bat.
HotD:
Oh, goodbye Christmas!
Take down all the lights now,
Before March gets here.
12.23.2004
The fact that Dead Like Me was canceled further proves to me that the current people in charge of running television stations have no clue what is good television. I now only watch one show, which is Lost. I also used to watch Hetty Wainthropp Investigates (The fact that Dominic Monaghan is in both of those series is a complete coincidence, honest) but Mystery! isn't showing it right now. So, it's just Lost. Not that I've got time for T.V. but damn, give a girl some options besides Big Man On Campus and The O.C.
I swear, someone should let me run a T.V. Station, preferably while I'm Queen of the World, everyone would watch it because I would run only good stuff. No more Rock Hard Adenoids infomercials at three in the afternoon on a Saturday, no sir. I'll show only good stuff. What would be your ideal programming on a T.V. station? We're all about customer feedback here in Jamieland.
I swear, someone should let me run a T.V. Station, preferably while I'm Queen of the World, everyone would watch it because I would run only good stuff. No more Rock Hard Adenoids infomercials at three in the afternoon on a Saturday, no sir. I'll show only good stuff. What would be your ideal programming on a T.V. station? We're all about customer feedback here in Jamieland.
Fletched from Mac at Pesky'Apostrophy:
1. Start your MP3 player.
2. Put your whole collection on random play.
3. List the first 10 songs.
1. Natalie Merchant - Jealousy
2. Bon Jovi - It's My Life
3. Sarah McLachlan - Push
4. London Symphony Orchestra - The Return to Oz Ragtime March)
5. Aretha Franklin - A Rose Is Still A Rose
6. Love Hina - Kimi Sae Ireba
7. Deep Forest - Media Luna
8. Dave Matthews Band - Where Are You Going
9. Baltimora - Tarzan Boy
10. Mediaeval Baebes - Dance of the Trolls
Proof that I listen to weird stuff. Yesterday had no HotD, because yesterday I misplaced my last marble. Today however, my marble has been found and returned to it's rightful place no worse for ware - albeit a tad dusty - and I'm all better. So...
HotD:
Giving away disks.
I always worry because,
Who knows what's on them.
1. Start your MP3 player.
2. Put your whole collection on random play.
3. List the first 10 songs.
1. Natalie Merchant - Jealousy
2. Bon Jovi - It's My Life
3. Sarah McLachlan - Push
4. London Symphony Orchestra - The Return to Oz Ragtime March)
5. Aretha Franklin - A Rose Is Still A Rose
6. Love Hina - Kimi Sae Ireba
7. Deep Forest - Media Luna
8. Dave Matthews Band - Where Are You Going
9. Baltimora - Tarzan Boy
10. Mediaeval Baebes - Dance of the Trolls
Proof that I listen to weird stuff. Yesterday had no HotD, because yesterday I misplaced my last marble. Today however, my marble has been found and returned to it's rightful place no worse for ware - albeit a tad dusty - and I'm all better. So...
HotD:
Giving away disks.
I always worry because,
Who knows what's on them.
12.22.2004
So I'm on a Freecycle list, and I posted yesterday saying that I noticed that there were lots of families in need, and for families who still needed help to contact me and I'd see what I can do.
For those of you who don't know, I used to run a preschool so I had (at one time) fifty thousand dollars worth of toys and supplies. I kid you not. Now, over the years in all the giving away and selling, it's down to maybe nine thousand dollars worth. Most is books and learning supplies, but I have some toys left. So, I post thinking that maybe I can help someone out and get rid of some of this stuff. Most is new, some is used, all is in good condition.
I got up this morning to sixteen E-mails from local families saying they needed help because they weren't going to be able to get anything for their kids this year. Sixteen. How screwed up is our countries priorities if sixteen families on one mailing list that represent only a fraction of the area are going without? Sixteen families, who all together totaled 41 children. 41 children who were not going to get any presents from Santa this year.
I was really overwhelmed, in fact, I cried. I spent about an hour trying to figure out how I was going to make sure each kid got something. I had stuff, but I didn't have that much stuff, and I had mostly preschool stuff, and a large majority of the kids were older.
But, I gathered everything I had, and managed to give away a huge amount of toys. Everything from Little Tykes Kitchens with dishes and plastic food, to 90% of my Mr. Potato Head collection (I had like...sixty potato heads). I got rid of a ton of new coloring books and kids books, brand new boxes of crayons, gave away brand new games, and nine brand new never opened cartoon movies on DVD. Baby dolls, barbies, nasty Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, you name it, I got rid of it. See, now, I wasn't playing with all that stuff, so why keep it?
The only thing I've got left of any of my collections is my Betty Spagetti's. I guess I'm just selfish like that. I even got rid of my entire Arthur book collection...I had them all.
Yes, I love me my preschool toys!
So I've managed to get bags all ready for everyone, and one person has already picked their stuff up. I even gave away a frozen turkey and a complete trimmings sack. It pisses me off, to tell you the truth. This should not happen, nobody should have to respond on a mailing list to someone to beg for help because they can't afford to get their kids anything. There is more then enough in this world, nobody should have to go without. This is the kind of stuff our government and society should be taking care of, not scuttling money from schools to buy more weapons or figuring out how to steal oil from other countries. Someone tell me when it's gonna change, because I'm pretty damn bummed about the whole thing.
For those of you who don't know, I used to run a preschool so I had (at one time) fifty thousand dollars worth of toys and supplies. I kid you not. Now, over the years in all the giving away and selling, it's down to maybe nine thousand dollars worth. Most is books and learning supplies, but I have some toys left. So, I post thinking that maybe I can help someone out and get rid of some of this stuff. Most is new, some is used, all is in good condition.
I got up this morning to sixteen E-mails from local families saying they needed help because they weren't going to be able to get anything for their kids this year. Sixteen. How screwed up is our countries priorities if sixteen families on one mailing list that represent only a fraction of the area are going without? Sixteen families, who all together totaled 41 children. 41 children who were not going to get any presents from Santa this year.
I was really overwhelmed, in fact, I cried. I spent about an hour trying to figure out how I was going to make sure each kid got something. I had stuff, but I didn't have that much stuff, and I had mostly preschool stuff, and a large majority of the kids were older.
But, I gathered everything I had, and managed to give away a huge amount of toys. Everything from Little Tykes Kitchens with dishes and plastic food, to 90% of my Mr. Potato Head collection (I had like...sixty potato heads). I got rid of a ton of new coloring books and kids books, brand new boxes of crayons, gave away brand new games, and nine brand new never opened cartoon movies on DVD. Baby dolls, barbies, nasty Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, you name it, I got rid of it. See, now, I wasn't playing with all that stuff, so why keep it?
The only thing I've got left of any of my collections is my Betty Spagetti's. I guess I'm just selfish like that. I even got rid of my entire Arthur book collection...I had them all.
Yes, I love me my preschool toys!
So I've managed to get bags all ready for everyone, and one person has already picked their stuff up. I even gave away a frozen turkey and a complete trimmings sack. It pisses me off, to tell you the truth. This should not happen, nobody should have to respond on a mailing list to someone to beg for help because they can't afford to get their kids anything. There is more then enough in this world, nobody should have to go without. This is the kind of stuff our government and society should be taking care of, not scuttling money from schools to buy more weapons or figuring out how to steal oil from other countries. Someone tell me when it's gonna change, because I'm pretty damn bummed about the whole thing.