He's an older man. Rugged, mysterious, with a sexy growly voice.
Damn those bits and pixels.
Mood:
weird
Miscellaneous crap pertaining to the in-between life of an in-between girl called PikaPikaChick.
Friday, February 28, 2003
Crush
I have a crush.
He's an older man. Rugged, mysterious, with a sexy growly voice.
Damn those bits and pixels.
Mood:weird
He's an older man. Rugged, mysterious, with a sexy growly voice.
Damn those bits and pixels.
Mood:
weird
Friday Five
1. What is your favorite type of literature to read (magazine, newspaper, novels, nonfiction, poetry, etc.)?
Nonfiction. I enjoy reading about theology and sociology, particularily things that discredit Christian dogma. It's a hobby.
2. What is your favorite novel?
I don't have just one. My favorite series of books are the Incarnations of Immortality series by Piers Anthony and the Chronicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis. Also, the Tims trilogy by Madeleine L'Engle.
3. Do you have a favorite poem? (Share it!)
Your love is like
A cold hand on my ass.
(I hate poetry)
4. What is one thing you've always wanted to read, or wish you had more time to read?
The Bible, the Tao Te Ching, the Koran, the Torah.
5. What are you currently reading?
Fallen Angels and the Origins of Evil: Why Church Fathers Suppressed the Book of Enoch and Its Startling Revelations by Elizabeth Clare Prophet. It's fucking horrid when the author puts in her two cents, but the snippets from the Book of Enoch are interesting by themselves. One of these days I'm going to read that too.
Mood:
Listening to: Duncan Sheik - Barely Breathing
Nonfiction. I enjoy reading about theology and sociology, particularily things that discredit Christian dogma. It's a hobby.
2. What is your favorite novel?
I don't have just one. My favorite series of books are the Incarnations of Immortality series by Piers Anthony and the Chronicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis. Also, the Tims trilogy by Madeleine L'Engle.
3. Do you have a favorite poem? (Share it!)
Your love is like
A cold hand on my ass.
(I hate poetry)
4. What is one thing you've always wanted to read, or wish you had more time to read?
The Bible, the Tao Te Ching, the Koran, the Torah.
5. What are you currently reading?
Fallen Angels and the Origins of Evil: Why Church Fathers Suppressed the Book of Enoch and Its Startling Revelations by Elizabeth Clare Prophet. It's fucking horrid when the author puts in her two cents, but the snippets from the Book of Enoch are interesting by themselves. One of these days I'm going to read that too.
Mood:
Listening to: Duncan Sheik - Barely Breathing
AAAAACK!
My horoscope says:
Strange dreams and vivid premonitions may come your way today, Jennifer. Your intuition and telepathic faculties are operating at a very high level, and you could find yourself thinking of someone who may later phone or drop by. There is also, however, a tendency to be a bit too paranoid. If some of the messages you receive appear disturbing, don't panic. Check out the facts first. You're likely to find that all is much better than you sensed.
Okay, here's the dream I had right before I woke up.
I was at some sort fo family meal thing with my family and some Hmong (?) people. These strangers were taking tons of scorpions and putting them through this machine that would somehow through a sickening grinding process remove their tails. The bodies of these scorpions would then drop into these baskets/barrels that just so happened to be right behind my chair at the table. They stopped grinding scorpions for a while so I figured it was safe to sit down. My brother was sitting next to me. We started talking about furniture. Then the grinding resumed. I got completely freaked out (I'm really, really, really not good with things with many legs) and got up to get away from that barrel of dead insects and get a drink. I was really craving a Mailbu and Coke so I went downstairs (it became my parents' house sort of) to get a Coke out of the fridge. I started freaking out more and getting really paranoid and thinking there were insects everywhere and I started twitching and screaming.
Then I was outside my parents' house where they were holding some sort of Olympic/X-Games surfing competition on the street. The street was now a canal with a huge wave machine creating massive surfing waves. These competitors were doing some kind of strange surfing/bodyboarding thing. I wanted to try it. That was strange because there's no way I'd ever do that in real life. It just seemed really safe and controlled there.
Then the horrors began again. Everything was freaking me out. People were doing odd but mundane tricks with their dogs and I was freaking out, thinking that someone was going to kill one of these dogs. Something involved putting four puppies in a barrel, shooting them up in the air on electric wires like a slingshot, and having them land on the wire like some kind of high wire circus act. Later on these wires snapped. I heard a newscast in the background saying something about two people being killed by the wire and four more getting injured.
Then all the sudden I was a man fishing on a river that looked like the Minnesota River in Mendota Heights. The wire somehow made its way out there and cut off part of this man's/my finger. I think it was my right ring finger. Anyway, he/I tried to radio this Coast Guard ship that was somewhat nearby I guess and they said they'd try to find him/me but "there were Columbian fishing boats in the area." Don't ask me, I don't know what that means either. So he/I tried to hunt down one of these Columbian fishing boats and get some help. I found some guy and was frantically trying to ask for help and ice and a hospital using what little Spanish I know. I made it to a hospital that was conveniently located right off shore eventually. I remember its name was Mayo (something Spanish).
I know that some other guy got all of his fingers and most of his right hand cut off by that same wire and he was one that ended up dying.
So there's my dream. That's supposed to be prophetic? We'll see tomorrow if all my fingers are intact.
Watch out for the scorpions.
Mood:
Listening to:
Strange dreams and vivid premonitions may come your way today, Jennifer. Your intuition and telepathic faculties are operating at a very high level, and you could find yourself thinking of someone who may later phone or drop by. There is also, however, a tendency to be a bit too paranoid. If some of the messages you receive appear disturbing, don't panic. Check out the facts first. You're likely to find that all is much better than you sensed.
Okay, here's the dream I had right before I woke up.
I was at some sort fo family meal thing with my family and some Hmong (?) people. These strangers were taking tons of scorpions and putting them through this machine that would somehow through a sickening grinding process remove their tails. The bodies of these scorpions would then drop into these baskets/barrels that just so happened to be right behind my chair at the table. They stopped grinding scorpions for a while so I figured it was safe to sit down. My brother was sitting next to me. We started talking about furniture. Then the grinding resumed. I got completely freaked out (I'm really, really, really not good with things with many legs) and got up to get away from that barrel of dead insects and get a drink. I was really craving a Mailbu and Coke so I went downstairs (it became my parents' house sort of) to get a Coke out of the fridge. I started freaking out more and getting really paranoid and thinking there were insects everywhere and I started twitching and screaming.
Then I was outside my parents' house where they were holding some sort of Olympic/X-Games surfing competition on the street. The street was now a canal with a huge wave machine creating massive surfing waves. These competitors were doing some kind of strange surfing/bodyboarding thing. I wanted to try it. That was strange because there's no way I'd ever do that in real life. It just seemed really safe and controlled there.
Then the horrors began again. Everything was freaking me out. People were doing odd but mundane tricks with their dogs and I was freaking out, thinking that someone was going to kill one of these dogs. Something involved putting four puppies in a barrel, shooting them up in the air on electric wires like a slingshot, and having them land on the wire like some kind of high wire circus act. Later on these wires snapped. I heard a newscast in the background saying something about two people being killed by the wire and four more getting injured.
Then all the sudden I was a man fishing on a river that looked like the Minnesota River in Mendota Heights. The wire somehow made its way out there and cut off part of this man's/my finger. I think it was my right ring finger. Anyway, he/I tried to radio this Coast Guard ship that was somewhat nearby I guess and they said they'd try to find him/me but "there were Columbian fishing boats in the area." Don't ask me, I don't know what that means either. So he/I tried to hunt down one of these Columbian fishing boats and get some help. I found some guy and was frantically trying to ask for help and ice and a hospital using what little Spanish I know. I made it to a hospital that was conveniently located right off shore eventually. I remember its name was Mayo (something Spanish).
I know that some other guy got all of his fingers and most of his right hand cut off by that same wire and he was one that ended up dying.
So there's my dream. That's supposed to be prophetic? We'll see tomorrow if all my fingers are intact.
Watch out for the scorpions.
Mood:
Listening to:
Thursday, February 27, 2003
No
Mr. Rogers is dead.
I always knew this day would come. And I knew it would be coming soon. But it just doesn't seem real.
Mood:
sad
I always knew this day would come. And I knew it would be coming soon. But it just doesn't seem real.
Mood:
sad
Tuesday, February 25, 2003
Wild Side Wednesday a day early
1) Have you ever smoked cigarettes?
Not one. Not ever.
2) Have you ever smoked marijuana?
Not one puff. Not ever.
3) Have you ever done any hard drugs?
See above.
4) What's the most alcoholic thing that you will drink?
I'd probably try Everclear just to see what it was like. I'm known for doing straight shots of Jamison.
5) Have you ever been arrested? If yes, what for?
Nope.
6) Did you ever cheat on a test or assignment?
I used to put chemistry laws in my TI-85 calculator as a sort of electronic cheat sheet back in high school.
7) What is your definition of a bad boy/girl? Would you ever date that person?
There are good bad boys/girls (GBB/G's) and bad bad boys/girls (BBB/G's). GBB/G's are rockers and extreme sports enthousiasts. BBB/G's are those things plus a lot of drugs and alcohol. I'd be more inclined to make a fuckbuddy out of a good bad boy/girl than to actually cultivate a relationship with them. I do, after all, plan on the buy-a-house-travel-and-have-kids-then-retire-to-the-country future, and I just don't think the bad boy/girl type is into that sort of thing. There's something very appealing about someone pouring their heart out on stage or in a sporting event. That's why my last two SOs have been musicians. I look up and see my baby on that stage and I just turn into a big flaming ball of lust. Mmm.
8) Who do you consider to be off-limits sexually? (excluding relatives because hopefully it's assumed that they're not available!)
Drug users, alcoholics, violent people, animal haters, homocidal maniacs, people who shop at Abercrombie & Fitch, the Gap, etc.; country music fans, rap fans, women with fake boobs, hairy men, hairy women, BDSM maniacs, anorexics... probably others.
Not one. Not ever.
2) Have you ever smoked marijuana?
Not one puff. Not ever.
3) Have you ever done any hard drugs?
See above.
4) What's the most alcoholic thing that you will drink?
I'd probably try Everclear just to see what it was like. I'm known for doing straight shots of Jamison.
5) Have you ever been arrested? If yes, what for?
Nope.
6) Did you ever cheat on a test or assignment?
I used to put chemistry laws in my TI-85 calculator as a sort of electronic cheat sheet back in high school.
7) What is your definition of a bad boy/girl? Would you ever date that person?
There are good bad boys/girls (GBB/G's) and bad bad boys/girls (BBB/G's). GBB/G's are rockers and extreme sports enthousiasts. BBB/G's are those things plus a lot of drugs and alcohol. I'd be more inclined to make a fuckbuddy out of a good bad boy/girl than to actually cultivate a relationship with them. I do, after all, plan on the buy-a-house-travel-and-have-kids-then-retire-to-the-country future, and I just don't think the bad boy/girl type is into that sort of thing. There's something very appealing about someone pouring their heart out on stage or in a sporting event. That's why my last two SOs have been musicians. I look up and see my baby on that stage and I just turn into a big flaming ball of lust. Mmm.
8) Who do you consider to be off-limits sexually? (excluding relatives because hopefully it's assumed that they're not available!)
Drug users, alcoholics, violent people, animal haters, homocidal maniacs, people who shop at Abercrombie & Fitch, the Gap, etc.; country music fans, rap fans, women with fake boobs, hairy men, hairy women, BDSM maniacs, anorexics... probably others.
About sums it up
There is an excellent article in the Star Tribune about HF 341. Sadly, it doesn't give an author's name. Here it is, in case this link doesn't work:
Editorial: Gays, lesbians / Pawlenty should ensure rights
Published Feb. 11, 2003
ED11A
In his State of the State speech, Gov. Tim Pawlenty invited Minnesotans to "learn about another culture and get to know and trust someone different than you."
Now Pawlenty should heed his own noble words by renouncing Republican efforts to remove protection for gays and lesbians from Minnesota's human rights law. The governor made only a fair start last week on Twin Cities Public Television's "Almanac," saying the law "hasn't been a big problem," but then listing equivocations that left the door open to repeal.
This is a door Pawlenty should quickly slam shut. Minnesota, in recent decades, has built a proud tradition of openness and tolerance. Returning to darker days -- when Jews, blacks and other "different" Minnesotans were routinely excluded -- is not an option. Neither is the comfortable assumption that those bad old days have been left entirely behind.
Indeed, part of Pawlenty's burden is an obligation to religious and cultural conservatives with big sway in GOP politics. During the campaign they questioned him on his 1993 support for including sexual orientation in the state's human rights law. Candidate Pawlenty assured them that he deeply regretted that vote, cast during his first term in the House.
So the confusion is understandable. Which Tim Pawlenty has Minnesota elected? His answer will reveal much about what he intends for the next four years.
Removing protections for gays and lesbians is part of a broader agenda pushed by the Minnesota Family Council. "Interim steps," the council says, might include exempting public schools and transgender persons from the human rights law. The problem, the council claims, is that the law is being used as a vehicle to promote homosexuality as a lifestyle choice.
Well, rubbish. First, homosexuality is not a lifestyle choice. Second, for conservative Christians to suggest that it is they who are victimized by society's tolerance of gays and lesbians borders on the silly. If this were ancient Rome, Christians of any stripe could easily claim victimhood. But here? And now? Living in a plural society -- and we hope Minnesota still qualifies -- requires some accommodation. Being uncomfortable with someone who is different is no reason to change a law intended to protect people who have suffered discrimination that is real, not contrived.
Minnesotans should know that the bill's author, Rep. Arlon Lindner, R-Corcoran, is a bit to the right even of the House Republican Caucus. It's a fair guess that not even he thinks total repeal can succeed. Still, if he can amass a potent crowd to favor his bill, legislative leaders may feel they must toss some kind of bone. The bone most easily tossed is removal of same-sex partner benefits from the yet-unratified 2002-03 state employee contract. And guess what? That's also on the Minnesota Family Council's "get it done" list for 2003. That's another door for Pawlenty to slam shut.
Editorial: Gays, lesbians / Pawlenty should ensure rights
Published Feb. 11, 2003
ED11A
In his State of the State speech, Gov. Tim Pawlenty invited Minnesotans to "learn about another culture and get to know and trust someone different than you."
Now Pawlenty should heed his own noble words by renouncing Republican efforts to remove protection for gays and lesbians from Minnesota's human rights law. The governor made only a fair start last week on Twin Cities Public Television's "Almanac," saying the law "hasn't been a big problem," but then listing equivocations that left the door open to repeal.
This is a door Pawlenty should quickly slam shut. Minnesota, in recent decades, has built a proud tradition of openness and tolerance. Returning to darker days -- when Jews, blacks and other "different" Minnesotans were routinely excluded -- is not an option. Neither is the comfortable assumption that those bad old days have been left entirely behind.
Indeed, part of Pawlenty's burden is an obligation to religious and cultural conservatives with big sway in GOP politics. During the campaign they questioned him on his 1993 support for including sexual orientation in the state's human rights law. Candidate Pawlenty assured them that he deeply regretted that vote, cast during his first term in the House.
So the confusion is understandable. Which Tim Pawlenty has Minnesota elected? His answer will reveal much about what he intends for the next four years.
Removing protections for gays and lesbians is part of a broader agenda pushed by the Minnesota Family Council. "Interim steps," the council says, might include exempting public schools and transgender persons from the human rights law. The problem, the council claims, is that the law is being used as a vehicle to promote homosexuality as a lifestyle choice.
Well, rubbish. First, homosexuality is not a lifestyle choice. Second, for conservative Christians to suggest that it is they who are victimized by society's tolerance of gays and lesbians borders on the silly. If this were ancient Rome, Christians of any stripe could easily claim victimhood. But here? And now? Living in a plural society -- and we hope Minnesota still qualifies -- requires some accommodation. Being uncomfortable with someone who is different is no reason to change a law intended to protect people who have suffered discrimination that is real, not contrived.
Minnesotans should know that the bill's author, Rep. Arlon Lindner, R-Corcoran, is a bit to the right even of the House Republican Caucus. It's a fair guess that not even he thinks total repeal can succeed. Still, if he can amass a potent crowd to favor his bill, legislative leaders may feel they must toss some kind of bone. The bone most easily tossed is removal of same-sex partner benefits from the yet-unratified 2002-03 state employee contract. And guess what? That's also on the Minnesota Family Council's "get it done" list for 2003. That's another door for Pawlenty to slam shut.
Phenomenon
It seems like everyone with a blog right now is cranky. Seriously, I just read six separate blogs, all pissing and moaning about something.
I'm glad I'm in a bitchy mood too.
Thanks to Alissa for being the only person whose blog I read with a happy entry.
I really shouldn't be cranky, but then again, I've been awake since 6:30 AM and it's my day off. I'm putting off doing yoga and turning the TV off and showering and changing clothes and other things because... well, I can. I'm the most crabby about a certain website related to a certain hobby/business of mine. None of the people involved have done anything personally to me lately, but I always get into a foul mood when I visit that site. Why visit that site at all? Because every once in a while it has some good information. I hate the fact that if you're not in the clique you are ignored. I've come to the conclusion that web message boards are nothing but electronic lunch periods of a world-sized junior high. Puke.
I have to clean. I think I'll clean to Chicago's Greatest Hits.
Mood:
cranky
Listening to: the TV in the other room
I'm glad I'm in a bitchy mood too.
Thanks to Alissa for being the only person whose blog I read with a happy entry.
I really shouldn't be cranky, but then again, I've been awake since 6:30 AM and it's my day off. I'm putting off doing yoga and turning the TV off and showering and changing clothes and other things because... well, I can. I'm the most crabby about a certain website related to a certain hobby/business of mine. None of the people involved have done anything personally to me lately, but I always get into a foul mood when I visit that site. Why visit that site at all? Because every once in a while it has some good information. I hate the fact that if you're not in the clique you are ignored. I've come to the conclusion that web message boards are nothing but electronic lunch periods of a world-sized junior high. Puke.
I have to clean. I think I'll clean to Chicago's Greatest Hits.
Mood:
cranky
Listening to: the TV in the other room
Saturday, February 22, 2003
TMNT
When I got to work this morning it was a zoo. Thousands of people in groups with matching shirts. It was the American Heart Walk. There were people screaming "WHOOOOOOO!" as they were loping along. Geez. It's a charity walk, not a Backstreet Boys show.
The cause is, of course, sorely needed, but I found it ironic that most, if not all, the walkers were anything from slightly overweight to mildly obese. Practice what you preach, chumps. Without people like you around there wouldn't be any need for an American Heart Walk.
I wish I had Saturdays off so I could watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I caught part of it this morning but I didn't get to see if the new theme song has lyrics that are as inspired as the original:
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Heroes on the half shell
Turtle power
Deeply moving.
So far I haven't heart if there is a Shredder or, gods forbid, a Krang. I also didn't see Splinter this morning but it was the episode where they first meet (the much younger and hipper) April O'Neil -- sans yellow jumpsuit. In fact, she was showing an awful lot of skin for a lab assistant. She wasn't a news reporter. Interesting. Maybe she'll have a hot and cold relationship with a new studly Casey Jones.
Remember the live action movies? (You do. Don't lie.) Yeah. Casey Jones was hot. We still need to pick up those DVDs.
I feel like I'm eight years old again.
I wonder if my brother still has his TMNT comics or if he sold them for drug money long ago. He used to get so disgusted with the cartoon. "April O'Neil is black," he'd say with his nose in the air. He was a bit of a comic snob. I used to sneak into his room when he was gone and paw through his comics. Good times.
Sidenote: Today is the Day of Strong Odors here at the MOA.
The cause is, of course, sorely needed, but I found it ironic that most, if not all, the walkers were anything from slightly overweight to mildly obese. Practice what you preach, chumps. Without people like you around there wouldn't be any need for an American Heart Walk.
I wish I had Saturdays off so I could watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I caught part of it this morning but I didn't get to see if the new theme song has lyrics that are as inspired as the original:
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Heroes on the half shell
Turtle power
Deeply moving.
So far I haven't heart if there is a Shredder or, gods forbid, a Krang. I also didn't see Splinter this morning but it was the episode where they first meet (the much younger and hipper) April O'Neil -- sans yellow jumpsuit. In fact, she was showing an awful lot of skin for a lab assistant. She wasn't a news reporter. Interesting. Maybe she'll have a hot and cold relationship with a new studly Casey Jones.
Remember the live action movies? (You do. Don't lie.) Yeah. Casey Jones was hot. We still need to pick up those DVDs.
I feel like I'm eight years old again.
I wonder if my brother still has his TMNT comics or if he sold them for drug money long ago. He used to get so disgusted with the cartoon. "April O'Neil is black," he'd say with his nose in the air. He was a bit of a comic snob. I used to sneak into his room when he was gone and paw through his comics. Good times.
Sidenote: Today is the Day of Strong Odors here at the MOA.
Friday, February 21, 2003
Met Alissa at the Red Dragon last night. I haven't seen her since I left River Falls a few years ago. We decided that we're going to hunt down Jason (another college roommate) and make fun of people in that stinkhole town.
Had the strangest "job interview" this morning. I drove all the way out to this place and five minutes later I was leaving with a SASE and an application. Odd. I got the impression he wasn't all that keen on me, not that he actually asked me any questions or anything. My other interview was much better. I really, really hope I get that job. It's for a construction contractor in an office of four. I really think I'd fit in there. Here's hoping.
Need to play FFX now. I'm just past the most romantic scene ever. I almost cried. If I had PMS I would have.
Mood:
blah
Listening to: Smithereens - Beauty and Sadness
Had the strangest "job interview" this morning. I drove all the way out to this place and five minutes later I was leaving with a SASE and an application. Odd. I got the impression he wasn't all that keen on me, not that he actually asked me any questions or anything. My other interview was much better. I really, really hope I get that job. It's for a construction contractor in an office of four. I really think I'd fit in there. Here's hoping.
Need to play FFX now. I'm just past the most romantic scene ever. I almost cried. If I had PMS I would have.
Mood:
blah
Listening to: Smithereens - Beauty and Sadness
Thursday, February 20, 2003
The Game
Went to the Wild-Rangers game last night. It was crappy. Both teams were skating like crap. Roloson was doing a pretty good sieve impression. They looked apathetic. I wonder if they realize how close they are to playoff season? They sure weren't playing like a playoff team.
On the bright side Zholtok had a surprising gold in the 2nd. He was almost completely past the goal and somehow he got the puck between the goaltender's legs.
I'm beginning to wonder if Gaborick has lost his magic. I haven't seen him do anything spectacular all season. It seems like his focus has shifted from scoring to playing the body and getting penalties. Stop it, Marion. That's what the defensive line is for.
One more crappy thing about the game: the section we were sitting in. No enthousiasm. Half the people weren't there or left shortly after the game started. We also didn't have an usher in our section so people weren't waiting for the whistle to come and go. Bastards. The guy sitting next to me didn't even stand up when we scored. I wish I was drinking that night because I would have spilled my beer on him.
On the bright side Zholtok had a surprising gold in the 2nd. He was almost completely past the goal and somehow he got the puck between the goaltender's legs.
I'm beginning to wonder if Gaborick has lost his magic. I haven't seen him do anything spectacular all season. It seems like his focus has shifted from scoring to playing the body and getting penalties. Stop it, Marion. That's what the defensive line is for.
One more crappy thing about the game: the section we were sitting in. No enthousiasm. Half the people weren't there or left shortly after the game started. We also didn't have an usher in our section so people weren't waiting for the whistle to come and go. Bastards. The guy sitting next to me didn't even stand up when we scored. I wish I was drinking that night because I would have spilled my beer on him.
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
Too stressed to write anything... oh wait --
Let me say that I think the grammer is horrific and I usually take the time to fix the mistakes but I'm sick so screw it.
Wild Side Wednesdays
1. Do you notice your stressin before it gets out of hand or do you just let it go and work it out full blown?
I live in a constant state of denial. I know I'm stressed, but I rarely do anything about it.
2. What do you do when your totally stressed out? Do you have a routine or do you just ride the wave??
It usually involves Enya, yoga, and/or peppermint and chamomile tea. Or Tai Bo.
3. What is your "Stress Food" (ie the one thing you look for when your stressing bad)
Anything sweet. In large quantities.
4. Stress Liquid?? Anything special you like to have?? Herbal Teas?? Coffee?? Alcohol?
Like I said...
5. Stress Music?? Any certian tunes you crank up to soothe your stressin head???
Pantera, Slayer, Soulfly, etc. Then Enya and this CD I have of loon sounds.
Wild Side Wednesdays
1. Do you notice your stressin before it gets out of hand or do you just let it go and work it out full blown?
I live in a constant state of denial. I know I'm stressed, but I rarely do anything about it.
2. What do you do when your totally stressed out? Do you have a routine or do you just ride the wave??
It usually involves Enya, yoga, and/or peppermint and chamomile tea. Or Tai Bo.
3. What is your "Stress Food" (ie the one thing you look for when your stressing bad)
Anything sweet. In large quantities.
4. Stress Liquid?? Anything special you like to have?? Herbal Teas?? Coffee?? Alcohol?
Like I said...
5. Stress Music?? Any certian tunes you crank up to soothe your stressin head???
Pantera, Slayer, Soulfly, etc. Then Enya and this CD I have of loon sounds.
Monday, February 17, 2003
Sick?
Good thing I don't work until Thursday. I'm coming down with yet another case of the common cold or something and I feel like crrrrrrap. I haven't had an appetite in three days and I've got that annoying post-nasal drip sore throat that just won't die. I don't know if it's the nasal spray I used earlier or what but I had the worst dizzy spell ever a little while ago. I was sitting here typing and I seriously thought my apartment building was turning upside down. I thought maybe we had just been hit by some whacko nuclear bomb and this was the end. Now I'm just mildly dizzy and nauseous. Fabulous.
WHINE.
Mood:
sick
Listening to: my neighbor's bass
WHINE.
Mood:
sick
Listening to: my neighbor's bass
Friday, February 14, 2003
I'm doing something
Friday Five
1. Explain why you started to journal/blog.
I was wearing my hand out and blowing through too many paper journals. It's so much easier to type! Also, I think it's interesting to read other people's blogs and see how their minds work. It's a fascinating socialogical study.
2. Do people you interact with day to day or family members know about your journal/blog? Why or why not?
A few friends know I have a blog but they either don't use the Internet much at all or have a blog of their own. Please don't tell my family about my blog. :) It's nice to have a place to vent my frustration at my family.
3. Do you have a theme for your journal/blog?
Yeah. It's called "Random Neural Firings."
4. What direction would you like to have your journal/blog go in over the next year?
The same direction it's going in now...? I don't forsee any huge changes besides purely cosmetic ones.
5. Pimp five of your favorite journals/blogs.
Look to the left. Those are the blogs I read on a daily or semi-regular basis.
Mood:good
Listening to: the cats meowing
I was wearing my hand out and blowing through too many paper journals. It's so much easier to type! Also, I think it's interesting to read other people's blogs and see how their minds work. It's a fascinating socialogical study.
2. Do people you interact with day to day or family members know about your journal/blog? Why or why not?
A few friends know I have a blog but they either don't use the Internet much at all or have a blog of their own. Please don't tell my family about my blog. :) It's nice to have a place to vent my frustration at my family.
3. Do you have a theme for your journal/blog?
Yeah. It's called "Random Neural Firings."
4. What direction would you like to have your journal/blog go in over the next year?
The same direction it's going in now...? I don't forsee any huge changes besides purely cosmetic ones.
5. Pimp five of your favorite journals/blogs.
Look to the left. Those are the blogs I read on a daily or semi-regular basis.
Mood:
good
Listening to: the cats meowing
Tuesday, February 11, 2003
From work 1-28-03 (I'm a slow typer)
I'm re-downloading Vertical Horizon's CD. When I first heard of them I thought they were a Christian band. They're not the most exciting band in the world, but the CD makes for good background music.
I popped in a Soulfly CD yesterday. I haven't listened to them in a while and I forgot how much I like them.
The local classic rock station is playing Eddie Money. I won't go into how much I can't stand him, but I will say that calling yourself the "Money Man" is the most arrogant, conceited thing I've ever heard. I wonder if Springsteen (another horrible musician) calls himself the Boss.
I'm not a huge Doors fan, but "Riders on the Storm" really is a good song. Even if "his brain is swerving like a toad" only makes sense if you smoke a lot of pot.
The wine shop across the hall sells a wine called "Old Fart." I wonder what that tastes like. The wine, I mean. I've made a decision to almost quit drinking altogether. I don't want to drink when I'm out of the house beyond a glass of wine. I just end up worrying about whether I can drive or not. Dan is always drinking when we're out and I don't necessarily trust hi to drive all the time, even if it is just a few blocks. I've always been paranoid about drinking and driving. A friend of mine's sister was killed in a drunk driving accident on New Year's Eve when we were young. I didn't know her that well, but it still hit pretty close to home.
25 or 6 to 4: one of my favorite songs of all time.
There is this nasty commercial for some stuff called Puristat that goes on and on about impacted waste and unhealthy bowels and such. Customers king of squirm a bit when that one comes on.
I'm craving Red Lobster like mad. I don't know what my problem is, but lobster meat looks really good. I haven't had any in a very long time so I forgot what it tastes like, but I probably still wouldn't like it. I remember it being really chewy, which freaks me out. And besides, lobsters are basically large seagoing insects. So are shrimp. When I think about people eating insects I almost lose it. What a vile, vomit-inducing idea that is. I think I'm about to start dry heaving now.
I don't know how this idea popped into my head, but what do people put in their letters of resignation? Especially when specifically asked to resign. Mine would look something like:
Dear Employer:
I resign.
Sincerely,
Employee.
I also don't understand why people like Bill Gates or Steve Case continue to work after having made their millions. Maybe I'm just lazy, but I'd probably retire after my first 5 ort 10 million.
I just saw the biggest afro walk by. You could, like, hide a dog up there.
There is a large sign 5 yards away proclaiming this as the West Side of the mall. We frequently get asked, "Where is the East Side?" I'll tell them that they are currently on the West Side. Sometimes they ask how to get to the East Side. Dude, the mall is one big circle. There aren't any hidden passages or confusing intersections. I just look at those people and say, "don't make me answer that."
I popped in a Soulfly CD yesterday. I haven't listened to them in a while and I forgot how much I like them.
The local classic rock station is playing Eddie Money. I won't go into how much I can't stand him, but I will say that calling yourself the "Money Man" is the most arrogant, conceited thing I've ever heard. I wonder if Springsteen (another horrible musician) calls himself the Boss.
I'm not a huge Doors fan, but "Riders on the Storm" really is a good song. Even if "his brain is swerving like a toad" only makes sense if you smoke a lot of pot.
The wine shop across the hall sells a wine called "Old Fart." I wonder what that tastes like. The wine, I mean. I've made a decision to almost quit drinking altogether. I don't want to drink when I'm out of the house beyond a glass of wine. I just end up worrying about whether I can drive or not. Dan is always drinking when we're out and I don't necessarily trust hi to drive all the time, even if it is just a few blocks. I've always been paranoid about drinking and driving. A friend of mine's sister was killed in a drunk driving accident on New Year's Eve when we were young. I didn't know her that well, but it still hit pretty close to home.
25 or 6 to 4: one of my favorite songs of all time.
There is this nasty commercial for some stuff called Puristat that goes on and on about impacted waste and unhealthy bowels and such. Customers king of squirm a bit when that one comes on.
I'm craving Red Lobster like mad. I don't know what my problem is, but lobster meat looks really good. I haven't had any in a very long time so I forgot what it tastes like, but I probably still wouldn't like it. I remember it being really chewy, which freaks me out. And besides, lobsters are basically large seagoing insects. So are shrimp. When I think about people eating insects I almost lose it. What a vile, vomit-inducing idea that is. I think I'm about to start dry heaving now.
I don't know how this idea popped into my head, but what do people put in their letters of resignation? Especially when specifically asked to resign. Mine would look something like:
Dear Employer:
I resign.
Sincerely,
Employee.
I also don't understand why people like Bill Gates or Steve Case continue to work after having made their millions. Maybe I'm just lazy, but I'd probably retire after my first 5 ort 10 million.
I just saw the biggest afro walk by. You could, like, hide a dog up there.
There is a large sign 5 yards away proclaiming this as the West Side of the mall. We frequently get asked, "Where is the East Side?" I'll tell them that they are currently on the West Side. Sometimes they ask how to get to the East Side. Dude, the mall is one big circle. There aren't any hidden passages or confusing intersections. I just look at those people and say, "don't make me answer that."
I think It's going to take an invasion of a hostile alien race to bring us toward world peace. I wonder if everyday, average people in Arab nations are really so narrow-minded. I really wonder how far the "I'm going to hate you because my father hated your father and my grandfather hated your grandfather, etc." mentality goes. Here's my plan for world peace:
First we find all the blatant sexism and work on that. All the misogyinist pigs would be gathered into large boot camps. We get that big dude that's always on the Maury show's boot camp episodes and put him in charge of overseeing the worldwide deployment of drill sargents.
Next we focus on homophobia. Equal rights would be manditory. Same-sex marriage would be no problem. And the complainers? Off to boot camp.
Tieves and robbers would have the option of having a hand chopped off or hard manual labor for 20 years. Rapists would have all genitalia cut off. Murderers would be put in a cage and torn apart by lions. Litterers would have to pick up trash 12 hours a day for 30 days straight.
Money would be abolished. Bartering would become the main form of trade.
Wouldn't that be nice? Too bad I'm not Queen of the World.
First we find all the blatant sexism and work on that. All the misogyinist pigs would be gathered into large boot camps. We get that big dude that's always on the Maury show's boot camp episodes and put him in charge of overseeing the worldwide deployment of drill sargents.
Next we focus on homophobia. Equal rights would be manditory. Same-sex marriage would be no problem. And the complainers? Off to boot camp.
Tieves and robbers would have the option of having a hand chopped off or hard manual labor for 20 years. Rapists would have all genitalia cut off. Murderers would be put in a cage and torn apart by lions. Litterers would have to pick up trash 12 hours a day for 30 days straight.
Money would be abolished. Bartering would become the main form of trade.
Wouldn't that be nice? Too bad I'm not Queen of the World.
I'd just like to take this opportunity
to say that just because I blog, that does not mean that I'm emo.
bow chicka bow
I love how songs in the 70's always had an underlying disco guitar riff. You'll be listening to "Lady" by Styx and it starts out all pretty with a piano in the background and then
bwa da bwa da bwa da bwa da bwa da
The disco ball starts spinning and afros sprout like plastic rodents in a whack-a-mole game.
bwa da bwa da bwa da bwa da bwa da
The disco ball starts spinning and afros sprout like plastic rodents in a whack-a-mole game.
I hate PMS.
PMS: a time every month or so when I weep openly about stupid shit.
Today I was watching Montel and they were reuniting older people with their lost loves. I was crying like a baby. I had to go put on my Wild jersey just to convince myself that I'm still a "tough chick."
Mood:
weepy
Today I was watching Montel and they were reuniting older people with their lost loves. I was crying like a baby. I had to go put on my Wild jersey just to convince myself that I'm still a "tough chick."
Mood:
weepy
Friday, February 07, 2003
I'm going to cry
Minnesota bill seeks repeal of gay rights
I'm SO mad right after reading that. I feel like I need to do... something but I don't know where to begin!
Just in case the link doesn't work, here's the story:
Minnesota bill seeks repeal of gay rights
Fri Feb 7, 7:15 PM ET
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Randy Dotinga, Gay.com / PlanetOut.com Network
SUMMARY: Activists in Minnesota are gearing up to fight lawmakers who want to eliminate the state's landmark discrimination protections for gays and lesbians.
Activists in Minnesota are gearing up to fight lawmakers who want to eliminate the state's landmark discrimination protections for gays and lesbians.
Republican state lawmakers introduced a bill on Thursday that would eliminate references to sexual orientation and gender identity in state civil rights laws. Since 1993, state law has protected gays and lesbians against discrimination in housing, public accommodations, employment, government services and schools.
"It's a very mean-spirited effort by a right-wing fringe to make themselves out as victims," said Deborah Talen, executive director of Rainbow Families, a Minneapolis-based advocacy group for GLBT parents and children. "If Minnesota can do this, anybody can do it."
Minnesota, known as one of the most liberal states in the nation, has become more conservative in recent years. The governor who replaced independent maverick Jesse Ventura is a Republican, as is the state's freshman U.S. senator.
According to the Star Tribune newspaper of Minneapolis, critics of the civil rights protections have complained of "cross dressing" in schools and the alleged firing of a woman who spoke up about "homosexual activities" on campus.
Tom Prichard, president of the Minnesota Family Council, told the newspaper that the state House, dominated by Republicans, will probably vote to eliminate the sexual orientation protections. He said the proposal will have less of a chance in the state Senate, which is controlled by the state's Democratic-Farmer-Labor party. But he thinks some limits on the law could still be passed.
Talen is worried that critics will indeed find a way to kill some of the sexual orientation protections. "Their overall strategy is that they'll start out with an all-out assault, and their back-up plan will be to eliminate this and this and this," she said. "If there isn't just a fury from all kinds of groups, it could end up in committee, where they'll end up whittling and watering down the human rights amendment to where it's of little value."
The Human Rights Campaign is already on the case. In a statement on Friday, the national GLBT rights group said killing the protections in Minnesota would return gays, lesbians, bisexuals and transgenders to status as "second-class citizens."
The HRC said the proposed limitations are "extreme," in part because they would remove "sexual orientation" from Minnesota's written condemnation of Nazi persecutions during the Holocaust.
Mood:
enraged
I'm SO mad right after reading that. I feel like I need to do... something but I don't know where to begin!
Just in case the link doesn't work, here's the story:
Minnesota bill seeks repeal of gay rights
Fri Feb 7, 7:15 PM ET
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Randy Dotinga, Gay.com / PlanetOut.com Network
SUMMARY: Activists in Minnesota are gearing up to fight lawmakers who want to eliminate the state's landmark discrimination protections for gays and lesbians.
Activists in Minnesota are gearing up to fight lawmakers who want to eliminate the state's landmark discrimination protections for gays and lesbians.
Republican state lawmakers introduced a bill on Thursday that would eliminate references to sexual orientation and gender identity in state civil rights laws. Since 1993, state law has protected gays and lesbians against discrimination in housing, public accommodations, employment, government services and schools.
"It's a very mean-spirited effort by a right-wing fringe to make themselves out as victims," said Deborah Talen, executive director of Rainbow Families, a Minneapolis-based advocacy group for GLBT parents and children. "If Minnesota can do this, anybody can do it."
Minnesota, known as one of the most liberal states in the nation, has become more conservative in recent years. The governor who replaced independent maverick Jesse Ventura is a Republican, as is the state's freshman U.S. senator.
According to the Star Tribune newspaper of Minneapolis, critics of the civil rights protections have complained of "cross dressing" in schools and the alleged firing of a woman who spoke up about "homosexual activities" on campus.
Tom Prichard, president of the Minnesota Family Council, told the newspaper that the state House, dominated by Republicans, will probably vote to eliminate the sexual orientation protections. He said the proposal will have less of a chance in the state Senate, which is controlled by the state's Democratic-Farmer-Labor party. But he thinks some limits on the law could still be passed.
Talen is worried that critics will indeed find a way to kill some of the sexual orientation protections. "Their overall strategy is that they'll start out with an all-out assault, and their back-up plan will be to eliminate this and this and this," she said. "If there isn't just a fury from all kinds of groups, it could end up in committee, where they'll end up whittling and watering down the human rights amendment to where it's of little value."
The Human Rights Campaign is already on the case. In a statement on Friday, the national GLBT rights group said killing the protections in Minnesota would return gays, lesbians, bisexuals and transgenders to status as "second-class citizens."
The HRC said the proposed limitations are "extreme," in part because they would remove "sexual orientation" from Minnesota's written condemnation of Nazi persecutions during the Holocaust.
Mood:
enraged
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
AARRRGGGHHH
When Dan got home I was cranky. Not only did I deal with the parakeet fiasco earlier, but Grady also knocked over more shit in my office, causing several vials of little tiny beads to go flying everywhere. And it's not like those vials were just hanging out asking to be scattered about, no, they were sealed and the only thing that could open them was me or a hard jarring motion, like hitting the hardwood floor. Also, I'm PMSing hardcore.
So naturally I was a little crabby. I told Dan we needed dishes because all of our silverware was dirty and the dishes had been sitting in the sink for four days. I went back into my office to continue the job search. A few minutes later I went back into the kitchen to apologize for being so cranky and he gets all pissed off. He muttered something about "...it just makes me mad..." and never finished the sentence.
"That I have PMS? That someone else can have a bad day?" I bitched.
We didn't talk the rest of the night.
What does he think I do all day when I'm not working? Hey, okay, so besides searching through endless online want ads and sending out countless copies of my resume and updating my business website and expanding my advertising strategies and paying bills and budgeting and filing taxes and cleaning out last year's shit from my file cabinet, all I do is play games. *SNORT*
I don't remember the last time he came home and started cleaning something of his own free will. He comes home, feeds the cats, and turns on the PS2. And that's fine. Whatever you have to do to unwind. But after he's finished playing his video game he turns on the TV and does nothing. What really killed me tonight was him asking, "So what do you want to do, wash dishes or cook?" As if I've never multitasked in my life. Because making spaghetti is so much work. And me, being the doormat I am, chose cooking.
Every day we have to stumble over two bags and a large box full of cans and bottles. I've been asking him to take them out for a week. I've got half a mind to get up in the middle of the night and put them in his car.
Mood:
livid and PMSy
Listening to: that vein in my head
So naturally I was a little crabby. I told Dan we needed dishes because all of our silverware was dirty and the dishes had been sitting in the sink for four days. I went back into my office to continue the job search. A few minutes later I went back into the kitchen to apologize for being so cranky and he gets all pissed off. He muttered something about "...it just makes me mad..." and never finished the sentence.
"That I have PMS? That someone else can have a bad day?" I bitched.
We didn't talk the rest of the night.
What does he think I do all day when I'm not working? Hey, okay, so besides searching through endless online want ads and sending out countless copies of my resume and updating my business website and expanding my advertising strategies and paying bills and budgeting and filing taxes and cleaning out last year's shit from my file cabinet, all I do is play games. *SNORT*
I don't remember the last time he came home and started cleaning something of his own free will. He comes home, feeds the cats, and turns on the PS2. And that's fine. Whatever you have to do to unwind. But after he's finished playing his video game he turns on the TV and does nothing. What really killed me tonight was him asking, "So what do you want to do, wash dishes or cook?" As if I've never multitasked in my life. Because making spaghetti is so much work. And me, being the doormat I am, chose cooking.
Every day we have to stumble over two bags and a large box full of cans and bottles. I've been asking him to take them out for a week. I've got half a mind to get up in the middle of the night and put them in his car.
Mood:
livid and PMSy
Listening to: that vein in my head
Not centered anymore
I was in the middle of a yoga session (using my new yoga mat for the first time - yay!) when Grady knocked over the parakeet cage. Bird seed and poop went flying everywhere, both cats took off running, and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I was hanging upside down at the time and almost snapped my neck. Damn cat. Now he's begging for food. Argh.
Now I'm listening to Enya and trying to relax. My money situation isn't nearly as bad as I had thought. I finished my taxes last night and was delighted (really!) to learn than Turbotax online will deduct their fees from your return. Yay! If you're an idiot like me and don't want to try and figure out your taxes on your own, I highly recommend Turbotax online. It's only $20 for most people. It's great.
Anyway...
When my phone has a low battery it makes a sound like it's dying. Poor little phone.
I'm bidding on a Richard Park card on Ebay. I'm dumb like that.
Mood:
Listening to: Enya - Lazy Days
Now I'm listening to Enya and trying to relax. My money situation isn't nearly as bad as I had thought. I finished my taxes last night and was delighted (really!) to learn than Turbotax online will deduct their fees from your return. Yay! If you're an idiot like me and don't want to try and figure out your taxes on your own, I highly recommend Turbotax online. It's only $20 for most people. It's great.
Anyway...
When my phone has a low battery it makes a sound like it's dying. Poor little phone.
I'm bidding on a Richard Park card on Ebay. I'm dumb like that.
Mood:
Listening to: Enya - Lazy Days
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
Eh
I should probably write something interesting.
Not a lot has been going on. I continue to give myself an ulcer over money. There's not enough hours to go around at work. I think I'll do my taxes now.
How's that for interesting? Blah.
Mood:
\
Not a lot has been going on. I continue to give myself an ulcer over money. There's not enough hours to go around at work. I think I'll do my taxes now.
How's that for interesting? Blah.
Mood:
\
Monday, February 03, 2003
I think that just about covers it
Huge frickin' survey. Here's a blank one if you'd like to fill it out yourself.
Ack.
I have a second interview at a company I interviewed with last week. I guess I'm up against two other candidates and I'm feeling a little underqualified. There's really no reason for this; I'm actually perfect for the position. I have to steel myself tonight and pretty myself tomorrow to charm the pants off these people. Wish me luck!
Mood:
determined
Listening to: Dead Can Dance - Ocean
Mood:
determined
Listening to: Dead Can Dance - Ocean
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