Thursday, November 30, 2006

A Picture You'd Hate To Miss

26 Things is a photographic scavenger hunt that was started at where 26 things are listed and each 'player' sets out to take pictures that reprsent each thing. Then everyone posts their shots up on the flickr group and you get to have that awesome feeling of completing something.

I participated over the summer and while it can be maddening as you try to find the perfect shots to enter, it's also a lot of fun. My goal today is to complete the November 26 things. This will be quite the endeaver since I have not started and will need to finish by about 5pm which is when I leave for class. That's less than 6 hours for 26 things. Sounds easy enough, but check out this list:

November's 26 things

  1. glee
  2. village
  3. reality
  4. accident
  5. anxiety
  6. low
  7. copy
  8. kindness
  9. bad taste
  10. stairwell
  11. public transport
  12. art
  13. shoes
  14. Friday
  15. alley
  16. 7pm
  17. telephone
  18. ant's eye view
  19. words
  20. odd
  21. a stop sign
  22. traditional
  23. the sea
  24. stripes
  25. tangled
  26. a night shot

Better Version Of Me

I hate errand-type things. I hate the phone. I hate situations with an unknown factor.

I have to call Enterprise to let them know I'll need a ride home after dropping off the car. I am dreading this. Partly because I don't want to need that ride It sucks, but there's noone else around
who can do it. And damn this area and its severe lack of public transportation!

And calls at 730am? Those will be ignored. Although, I did realize that had I said yes in my drowsy state I would then have been screwed for getting the rental car back. So there is a positive side to all of this.

Having days off always reminds me of Richmond and that is not good because the parts I'm reminded of are the semi-crappy ones. I do realize I'm not giving details here. I'm using vacation time this week so it should be okay. I have to thinkabout Christmas presents soon, though. I love this time of the year...I really do.

(It does need to get A LOT colder, though.)

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Give Me Novacaine

I was so angry in class last night. I started off in a good mood as I got there early to use the wireless and create a flickr group for my photo contest. I was still in a good mood as class started and we did evaluations. I EVEN was doing okay while waiting in the hall to be moved into our small groups.

The beginning of the end was waiting for twenty minutes to get our assignment. And then realizing that my group's number one priority was not to get out early like mine was. I can't comprehend these people who are not always looking to get out of class early. Can anyone explain it? In what situations is class better than not-class? I even tried to gently steer our group towards a speedy solution and used what I thought was the perfect reason: "so we can get out of here early!:)"

And I thought they were with me. I really did. We should have been done in 30 minutes. By 8pm I was ready to go ape-shit on them both and cut them*. What really concerned me was when 20 minutes into our work the one group member realized what exactly we were doing. I wanted to ask, "What exactly were you trying to wor on these past 20 minutes?"

Soon after that she said, "Do you have somewhere to be?" And I said, "ME?" and she said "Yeah, you keep looking at your watch." My mouth spoke faster than I meant it to and said, "No, I just don't like being here." Oooops!

And when we finally left at 8:15pm I realized we hadn't really accomplished much of anything. I'm not concerned about it. Part of me just doesn't care because the stupid project wasted 2 hours of my life that I will never get back. OH and the woman "accused" me of being "just 22" and straight out of college. Um, step back, bitch. I'm 26 and I have better things going on than a 2.5 hour class.


*If either of my group members read wouldn't really cut you. I just don't understand why you wanted to lollygag so much!

Monday, November 27, 2006


Thank you to everyone who entered my photo contest! I'm going to make it a weekly thing, so I hope the same people AND MORE enter next time.

Big thanks to my four anonymous judges! And now...

Grand Prize:

By Ant. With a score of 24.

2nd Place:

By Ali. With a score of 22.

3rd Place:

By Serena. With a score of 17.

The other four entries can be seen on my Fotki. Please leave any feedback both here and there.

NOW: New contest for the week. The theme is...TREE.

Each person may enter two photos. If you want, you can upload your pics to the flickr group I created. If you need to know how, ask.

Deadline: Sunday 3 December 2006 3pm. Questions???

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Cunt London

I was told today not to put "cuntbear" on my special orders at the [Unamed, But Largest In The Country] bookstore I work at.

To explain: A few months ago, Serena and I needed to order our books for bookclub. We're there all the freaking time so it's not necessary to have our real names on there and we thought it would be funny to put something else. And since I love the word cunt, we put it in as "Cuntbear" because it's awesome. "Hello, may I speak to....cuntbear? Your order is in." And really, as my good friend A said, "Once you say cuntbear a few times, it totally takes away the stigma of cunt." (I totally paraphrased what she may or may not have said. But it's the general idea that matters.)

So today the woman who MAY or may not be the manager came up and said, "You have a minute?" Now, she and I have only ever shared about two sentences of conversation so I figured something was up. She was holding the order form and asked if I knew anything about it. I can't remember if I laughed out loud or if it was just in my head, but I said "Yeah, why?" She went on to say how it was inappropriate and while it was before her time there (the order is a few months old which is really what I should have been "scolded" about), those things go to Corporate and it would be linked with my name.


Like they're going to try to fire me because I put cuntbear on my order form? Or because Steve Riggio will shake his head in disappointment because I used a word his mother doesn't like? Bitch, please!

She was inquiring like it was this big deal: "Who wrote it?" "Why?" "Who else was involved?" I protected my partner in 'crime' until I honestly couldn't remember if we needed the books still or not and said that Serena would know. Then I said how a future book club book is named Cunt* so I didn't think it was a big deal. She wouldn't even say the word. It was funny. I'm wondering if she will try to get our bookclub to change our January selection. She even said how we don't censor, but it's not appropriate. Well, that's her opinion and someone (<-----) needs to lighten up.

BECAUSE IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL! It's a word. It's not like I've been wearing a nametage at work that says, "Fuck You" or "Scarlet Love Hitler 4 Eva!" And besides, it's not considered to be inappropriate by everyone. Good ol' Wikipedia has brought it to my attention that in Australia it's a complimentary term and is also perfectly acceptable in other countries.

And this whole "derogatory to women" thing is ridiculous. It's only derogatory if you think it is. Use it all the cunting time and it won't be anything but a slang word. It's taboo to some only because they're afraid of it. And it's just a cunting word!

Serena is going to make t-shirts: "Call me cunt. I like it."

And I've decided to name my second dog Cuntbear.

Oh and if you make any orders at bookstores in the future, please use the name Cuntbear or any other combination using cunt.



*Can't believe I have to buy a book from the Womens Studies section-ugh! But I will carry the book with pride and shove it in people's faces.

Time To Waste

I was literally running around trying to get ready on time. I finally found an outfit I wanted to wear and had dried my hair. I ran around gathering my other things I need for the day like my wallet and a book to read. Then I ran out to the car to speed off to work.



I work at 11am today. It only takes 45 minutes to get there. Hmmmmm! How did I make this mistake that cost me an hour of sleep? Although, had I slept another hour I would still have been running around and jumping in the car 15 minutes late. What I really should have done when I realized I was wicked early was to leave anyway. I think I'll go now and get a bagel at Pantera for breakfast.


Friday, November 24, 2006

Scattered Pictures


As a quick reminder, in case you're too bloody lazy to click a link, the theme is "close," which you should interpret in any way you see fit. Each person may enter two (2) photos. The photos are due (and this is a change) Sunday 26 November 2006 at 630pm.

I have changed the date to not only allow more time, but also because I won't even be home until then so it makes no sense to have the due date be earlier than it needs to be. I've gotten a few entries already and hope for a few more at least!


Oh and as for a prize? Not only do you get the glory and praise on this site, but I could make and sense something to you. Or, if you're address-private, I could do something else. Suggestions welcome:)


P.S. If you don't hear from me again it's because I'm working at Barnes and Noble today...Black Friday. Yabbo! Beep boop!

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Here Comes The Sun

Not being a fan of the AM, I don't often get to see the sunrise. I try every time I go to the beach to get up early at least one day to see it, but without fail, it never happens. This past year I set my alarm and even got out of the hotel bed (more effort than had been made in previous years), but when I looked out the window and saw how dark it was, I decided it wasn't worth it...and it was also a little creepy. That early in the morning is only good for one thing-sleeping.

So this morning, when I was headed back to Fairfax from BWI at 4am, it occurred to me that I would be awake for the sunrise and maybe I should think of a good place to go for photographing it. What I ended up doing instead was sleeping in my car outside of my sister's apartment until she was awake. Then, once she was up and let me in, I proceeded to sleep some more. Sunrise? What sunrise? I'm beginning to doubt it even happens anymore.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Open Your Eyes

Ok, maybe I'm too hung up on details, but I think I would realize if my mom, who didn't normally wear a wedding ring*, was wearing one the next time I saw her. Some people really notice these things and ever since my college roommate pointed out that Dave Grohl was wearing a wedding ring in my Nirvana poster, I have been one of those people. I mean, I LOVE Dave Grohl and I had been planning on being his first wife so my world was turned a little upside down that day. I couldn't believe I had not noticed that little detail and quickly researched and found out about her. I'm over it now...mostly because he's now married to someone else and do I really want to be his third wife?**

So Lorelai invites Rory over so she and Christopher can tell her they got married in France. My first thought was, "I wonder if she'll have taken the ring off?" and that's such a classic drama move: taking the ring off. Once a character takes their ring off and hides the fact that they're married, confusion and problems arise. "Why are you hiding our marriage?" "Are you ashamed of being with me?" blah blah blah. So, in a way, I'm glad Lorelai had the ring on, but on the other hand, I would think Rory would notice it. Call me a detail nerd.

And April? How long is she staying with Luke? And, more importantly, will she be off the show once this little sleeping arrangement is over? She just doesn't add much to the show and after serving her purpose of helping to break up Luke and Lorelai, I'm done with her and am left wondering why she's still there. I miss Luke and Lorelai interactions! Where is she getting her coffee from!? Speaking of coffee, I had a 24 ouncer tonight during class and pretty much wanted to jump into my cup to wade around. It was some good coffee, BUT apparently caffeineless because I was yawning by 8pm.

Wow, I have powers stronger than I ever believed because just as I write about wanting more Luke/Lorelai time, he calls her and she shows up at the hospital. And he notices the ring?? Not that she wasn't playing with her hair for about five minutes there before he notices the shine from the gold. Wedding bands are quite noticeable. My mom used to tell me not to wear rings that look like wedding bands on my left hand. Haha...sometimes now I make sure to wear one so I'm not run over by the masses when I go out;) (Joke. I hope you laughed.)

"I'm Lorelai Gilmore!" That was super cute because hey, I'm Scarlet Rose! That ain't changin'! You would be amazed at how many names rhyme with Scarlet. Not cool, but also good for adding to the reasons why I need to keep my name as it is.

All in all a good episode! I still think there needs to be more coffee drinking, more food eating, and way more random references in upcoming episodes though.

Thanksgiving time reminds me of one of my all-time favorite episodes when Rory and Lorelai eat four Thanksgivings. We're doing buffet*** style this year which can have the same results, but doesn't come with the same glory. Maybe next year.


*This is just for the example's purposes. My mom is in fact married to my dad and always wears a wedding ring.
**The answer is yes. Yes I do.
***Yes, we're going out for Turkey Day. I'm actually pretty excited about it.

Working Class Hero

In an effort to better understand 20% of the things my sister says, I got The Office* from Netflix. I just finished watching the first few episodes and, of course, I liked it. I already knew I liked it though. I've seen the British version and like Steve Carell, so it was inevitable I would like this one. I've never worked in an Office Space-like place with cubes and such, but some of the parts definitely made me laugh while remembering my old job.

The time we decorated for the second baby shower of the week and it took 20 minutes to decide how to put the streamers up.

Weekly meetings that were about building team morale, but really were exercises in staying awake.

"I'm bored." which was uttered A LOT.

Sometimes I miss working in an office. It has it's pros like the internet and being able to get to work late without the world stopping. What I don't miss are sitting all day long, having to deal with office politics, and dealing with stupid officemates who's sole purpose in life is to annoy me.

Oh wait...I also miss the paycheck. GAH!

*American version

Monday, November 20, 2006

Cold Contagious

We all know I love cold weather. I think we also all know by now that I get cold* really easily. So it's like, 40 degrees out? And I am so cold I just put a sweater on over my sweater. And I have a scarf on.


*and hot. I'm cold-blooded;)

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Paid Vacation Time

It's about time we have another photo contest! It has been way too long.


  1. Each person may submit one or two photos
  2. Photos must be received by Saturday 25 November 2006 1pm.
  3. Photos must be emailed to me. sendmemail at gmail dot com.
  4. Photos will be posted both here and on my Fotki.
  5. The winner will be determined by myself and two others not in the contest.
  1. The theme of the contest is...Close.
Explanation For Photo Included:
  1. I was going to post a picture of how I would interpret the theme, but I don't want to sway anyone's thoughts.
  2. Then I was going to just post one I took that I like, but still, didn't want to sway anyone's thoughts.
  3. So I figured I'd just post one of me that I like. With a caption.


Friday, November 17, 2006

Stupid Girl

I was reading my magazine last night while waiting for class to start like I always do. Everyone else leafs through their textbooks or reviews their notes, but not me...I read Lucky or Premiere or something else more entertaining. And then, when they're all discussing their latest assignments and discussing topics, I'm texting on my phone. Sometimes I roll my eyes or throw in something funny, but I usually just sit and wait. And read my magazine.

Last night, though, I got there about 20 minutes early (gotta get that seat in the back) and two of my classmates were talking about rubrics. I quickly realized they were talking about rubrics they had designed themselves. Hmmm...that seemed odd since we had been talking about rubrics in the last class. Then one of them asked me what I included with mine and as I sat there like a doe in headlights I realized that I had forgotten to do our assignment. Contrary to the attitude I usually have regarding school, I do not forget to do assignments. I may do them an hour before I have to leave for class, but I have never been the type of student to just not do something.

I did some pretty quick thinking when I accepted the fact that I had nothing to turn in and once I realized I had about twelve minutes before class was to begin, I speed-walked to a computer in the library so I could make something to turn in. In the 2.1 seconds it took me to get there, I remembered thinking at the end of the class how I had an already made rubric I could tweak to turn in and how exciting that I wouldn't have to stress about the assignment. Of course, said rubric was not saved on my pin drive so with the 10 minutes I had left, I began to design one.

Holy hell did my quick typing skills come in handy! I did later see one mistake where I had "player" instead of "played," but bitch please, don't hate the playa, hate the game! There are a couple of other things she could probably take points off for, but my 8 minute effort (gotta leave time to print and run back to class) was pretty good if I do say so myself! This, unfortunately, might break my streak of perfect scores, but having never asked for an extension, I wasn't about to start then! I'm hoping that the musical jargon throws her and she decides she can't take off points for missing content since she won't understand what it's about anyway. (I did this on purpose, of course.)

It was a stressful way to begin the 2.5 hour long class, but things did improve later on. We got in small groups (HATE) to talk about some strategy for an assignment and my group voted my handwriting the best so I got to write on the dry erase board! (It's the little things...really.)

Oh, and in my defense, I had check the ASSIGNMENTS folder before class to make sure I had not forgotten any assignments and saw nothing. Go figure that the rubric assignment was imbedded in the last powerpoint from class. Not cool! And what's kind of funny is that already, just 12 hours since leaving class, I can't remember if I have anything due next time...

Thursday, November 16, 2006

November Rain

I'm working on a November mix CD. I've been listening to the same stuff over and over in my car, and while I like it, I need to get a different variety going.

So far I have:

  • The Decemberists*- "The Island:.."
  • Muse- "Exo-Politics
  • Foo Fighters- "Skin And Bones"
  • Arab Strap- "Stink"
  • Ben Gibbard- "Carolina"
Any other suggestions? I like to listen to things I can sing along with. Oh, and Trail of Dead's new album was supposed to come out on Tueday, but after checking Best Buy and Barnes and Noble I finally looked it up and saw that it's not published yet! Does anyone know what's up with that?


*So I was working in the music dept at Barnes and Noble last night when this newish employee comes back (I've never actually met her so my sunny, yet bitter work attitude is one she isn't used to) and asks what is playing. "The Decemberists!" I said. She replied with, "I thought so. Well, can you change it?" and I said, "No.... Why?" and she told me that some customer complained about it. What the hell, why do people have nothing better to do than complain about the music in stores? I maintain that if you notice the music and it bothers you then it's a sign you have been in the store for too long. I told the employee to go tell the woman no and that it would change after that track anyway. I almost said, "Tell her she can come kiss my ass!" but figured I should play nice since the girl is newish. Allie can attest to the scene. I was pissed and couldn't believe someone would complain about The Decemberists being played! It was seriously the only thing keeping me from crying**. What a cunt!
**I started off yesterday being in a really good mood as I headed to my part-time job. I was expecting the worst (cash registers), but saw once I got there that I got a really good task assigned. Well, the joy*** was short-lived as my schedule got changed and it sort of put me in a bad mood. Then a bunch of little things added to the bad mood so eventually it was full-fledged and I was listening to The Decemberists trying to be happy.
***As much joy as can be had when talking about a job.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Boring Machines Disturbs Sleep

I think it's a gift, talent, and curse to find humor in the mundane. How lucky for those of us who can be sitting in a boring meeting and holding back the laughter because of something we find funny. Not traditionally funny like the Vice President of the company sleeping, but maybe the fact that noone realizes that the IT guy's email alerts are going off a mile-a-minute and you can he's trying to covertly close his Outlook.

Or when you're stuck in traffic and need something more entertaining than watching the bumper in front of you. I like to watch people from my rear and side view mirrors. Facial expressions on someone who doesn't know he's being watched are often all that is needed for a chuckle or two.

And the curse part? Do you know how many times something has made me laugh yet I know that if I try to explain why I'll just come across as being insane? So many things remind me of inside jokes, past occurances, movies and TV shows so I am constantly thinking things are amusing and funny. Sometimes I feel like my mind is really a database of funny things and when my brain takes in something new it quickly cross-references and narrows it down to something relatable that makes me laugh. About 58.7% of the time I say what I'm thinking in these situations. 30.2% of the time I just laugh and then have to say "nothing" when someone says, "What?" because the connection is too difficult to explain and 11.1% of the time I keep it to myself and just crack up inside.

I'm glad life is funny:) I'd be so bored without that.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Worth The Wait

Normally, 9pm on a Tuesday would mean I would write my Gilmore Girls review, but not tonight. I am waiting until tomorrow because I don't want to spoil it for anyone who had to TiVo it for later.

I will say:


She Looks To Me

Sunday evening I was working at Barnes and Noble when this one middle-aged customer came back up to me and asked if I watch Grey's Anatomy. "YES!" I exclaimed, wondering why she cared. She said, "Has anyone ever told you that you look just like that one girl on there?" Hmmmm, "No," I said. "Which one? Although I think you just made my day!" I guess she didn't know the name of which one, but just said for me to "look and I'll see how much we look alike."

By process of default:

+I am not waifish with long, light hair. (Meredith Grey)
+I am not Korean. (Christina Yang)
+I am not black. (Miranda Bailey)
+I am not male. (Dr. McDreamy, Dr. McSteamy, Dr. McBurkey, Dr. McAlexy, Dr. McGeorgey, or Dr. McChiefy)
+I am not tall, hott, and blonde*. (Izzie Stevens)

So now we're left with:




My first questions are:

Do you think Callie is hott? Yes or No

Do you think Addison is hott? Yes or No

Now, do you think I look like either of them?

Note: If you answered No to the above questions about their hottness, then you better not say I look like one of them.

Also, it must be noted that my hair is now a bit longer and my eyes are not as glassy as they are in that picture seen above. It was taken on my last birthday.

So, I'm not sure yet if I should be flattered by this alleged likeness or not. Maybe what she meant is that I look very SMART because Grey's Anatomy is a show about smart surgeons. Maybe!

And I know that at first glance there is definitely the likeness to Callie because of the dark hair, but I still don't know. And it's not like I was at Barnes and Noble dancing in my underwear and the customer then saw a similarity between us. I also was not setting any bones, sleeping with Dr. McSteamy, or declaring my love for anyone named George. Without those things, I see no likeness.

*OK, I am the first two;)

Monday, November 13, 2006

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Money Is My Bitch

Every year for our birthdays, my mom sends each of us kids* a card filled with the number of ones for how old we are turning. We all look forward to this little tradition and it (obviously) gets better and better every year.

Well, I've been going through some things this past week since I finally had some time at home and I found my card from my last birthday...with $15 in it! NO, I did not turn 15 on my last birthday, but I probably used some for Starbucks or something and then saved the rest to buy something special. That's so like me, too. To save designated money so I can use it to buy the perfect thing. And now, nine months later, I have it:) Happy Birthday to me!

*Nevermind that we're all adults now:)

Friday, November 10, 2006

With A Little Help From My Friends

Now that we finally have 90210 on DVD, can we please work on getting The Wonder Years out? I haven't seen this show in years and I desperately miss it. I remember watching the final episode and having one of my classic "A-ha!" moments when I realized that those voice overs were the adult Kevin Arnold telling his story. (I didn't NOT know this all those years, but I thought it was more an inner thoughts type thing as opposed to a looking back type thing.) It made me happy to realize because one of my TVLand pet peeves is when the thought-process voiceovers take more time than would be appropriate in normal conversation. You know what I mean, right?

Character 1: So*, do you want to go to the movies?

Character 2: Um (voiceover: I want to go, but I also told Dylan I'd go with him. Should I say anything now or wait until later? I don't want anyone to be angry with that other time I got caught in a lie.) sure, I'd love to.

The time between "Um" and "sure, I'd love to" is way too long and in normal conversation Character 1 would be tapping character 2 on the shoulder asking if everything was ok. "Hey, buddy, you look catatonic**."

Anyway, as much as I love The Wonder Years, the length of the voiceover/narration/thoughts kind of drive me bonkers. Many shows annoy me with this, but I still love them. I can't let my pet peeve keep me from enjoying good things. Like Dead Like Me where Georgia always takes too long to answer Dolores Herbig(brown eyes) or Ally McBeal which was even worse for me because not only would she think, but she'd also see things and I would be sitting there watching and think, "Doesn't she need to answer the judge at some point?"

So, to whomever is in charge of getting The Wonder Years out on DVD: Get those music rights and get us our Kevin, Winnie, Paul, etc.!!!!

**"Anyone? Anyone? Voodoo economics."

The Collector

Gotta love Veteran's Day and the fact that I couldn't sub even if I wanted to. And would I have wanted to? Haha, not really.

I'm still organizing. I would like to both applaud and damn to hell anything with "Collector's," "Anniversary," "Premiere," or "For A Limited Time Only" on it. It's like advertising aimed to just me and why I still have my "Collector's Anniversary" issue of Interview magazine is beyond me. But did I throw it away? NO. Maybe on the next organizing/cleaning day.

And I have realized I own A LOT of music-related books. Scores, sheet music, college textbooks, music history books, composer biographies, random books I've picked up from used bookstores, etc. I need to get on reading them all now:)


Wednesday, November 08, 2006

How To Handle A Rope

It's amazing how something so stupid could lift my mood!

With Teeth

Um, I hate going to the dentist. It's not on a phobia level or even on an Ali level*, but I really do hate it. And the effed up part is that what makes me nervous are the cleanings and NOT potential work that would be done. The last time I went for a cleaning (a little over six months ago because I couldn't take off from the sub gig when the real six months would have been), I was at my office job. My coworkers noticed my nerves and made fun of me as I tried to explain why.

My mom, on the other hand, LOVES going to the dentist. She goes for a cleaning and is ecstatic for the rest of the day. She will refuse to eat or drink anything until at least the next day.

And it's not like I've had a bad dental experience...well...maybe I have. I remember being in 6th grade or so and going to a new dentist where, I guess, they were removing an old filling and putting a new one in? Whatever the procedure was, it wasn't a big deal or painful, but I remember screaming in the office. I cried. I was in 6th grade and crying at the dentist. (Why am I telling this story?)

Anyway, my current dental office is awesome, they really are. I think what makes me nervous to go now is that I'm always aware of the slight chance that I will get The Nazi Lady. Nazi Lady is old skool in her dental hygiene and likes to "toughen up gums." (Her words, NOT mine.) She holds your head close to her belly as she picks out the most disgusting toothpaste there is. Blech, I hate that toothpaste. The consistancy makes me want to vomit.

I used to set up an appointment and then make myself forget about it until the day before. If I didn't do that then I would inevitably get a cold or bite my lip so it hurt to go and they would say I could come another day. Weird, I know.

I'm 26 and don't want to go to the dentist! I know it will be fine, but I wish I hadn't remembered I had an appointment until tomorrow;)


*I'll let her explain. If she wants.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006


Gilmore Girls Thoughts (Spoilers? I dunno. Maybe.)

Just a few for tonight because it's only my first viewing.

1. April calling Luke "dad" was really annoying. I can't stand April. Call him Luke, please.

2. OMG, <3 Yale!!!!!

3. Scenes from next week! "The Proposal" Holy Hell.

4. Is Lane still preggers? Because I'd rather have more of that story than of the April one.

5. Sookie soooooo cheated on Jackson! Whore.

6. "Your creme brule virginity?"

7. One of my favorite episodes of Gilmore Girls is the one where they have four Thanksgivings. I hope they have some good ol' T-Day fun this year.

8. Eight is great!

9. So Luke and Lorelai haven't run into each other at all since the crosswalk incident? They need to. Soon. I bet Lorelai gets engaged to Christopher and then Luke will see the ring and that will be the start of them getting back together. I want them back together? Hmm.

10. Oh, and SCD. You were Christopher-Pre Season 7 because in season 7 he and Lorelai are sleeping together...


We have a big decision to make today. A day not to be taken lightly. A day that has been on its way for weeks, months, even years. The decisions we make today could influence us in ways we never imagined. You must be informed. You must be smart. You must follow your gut instincts. We have decisions to make:

90210 or Melrose Place!?

Who will you choose if you can only choose one? Dylan or Billy? Brenda or Allison? Are you choosing the lesser of two evils or the one you truly like? Even though they all have faults, I like to focus on the positives. Dylan is hott and rich and kind of a bad boy. (Wait, is bad boy a good thing? Haha!) I like some of the things that go on in Melrose Place, but overall, I gravitate more towards 90210. My mom loves 90210, too, and not that I'm one to like things just because of what a parent likes, but the apple doesn't fall far from this tree where 90210 is concerned.

So get out there, kids. Read up on your choices and make your way to the closest Best Buy to make your decision: 90210 or Melrose Place!

Monday, November 06, 2006

Oh Sweet Woods

Today has been an odd kind of day. I didn't work, but have felt sort of busy all day still. I got up relatively early and went to breakfast with my mom, then headed to IKEA in Woodbridge. I own a lot of things so I require many shelves to put them on. So today I headed out with the mission of buying shelves to put my things on. The part I had not thought out very well is that my car is kind of small while many of the shelves I wanted are not. I went through the showroom and wrote down the aisles of where to find the things I wanted, but once I got down there and saw the actual length of some of those boxes I realized I had to change my tactics. I ended up with 5 different kinds of shelves. Now, I know that sounds like a lot of shelves and also like a lot of money, but it's not. Some are ones I will be using in my new "walk-in closet" and others are shorter type shelves. It should help with getting things organized, though.

What I also had not thought about was how much some of these shelves weigh. One style was vetoed merely because I could not lift the box. I got two of this one kind, but they were stacked kind of high and I couldn't help but imagine them falling on me and me having to yell out, "I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP!"

Saturday, November 04, 2006


That damn detour in DC effed me up last night. I was starving and just trying to get to a restaurant that passed the following pre-set qualifications set by me and SCD:

- not new
- not weird
- probably not Italian or Mexican;)
- not expensive

But then, on the way, we were detoured and a few one way streets later, I was a little turned around. I didn't want to admit that since I like to think I'm a navigational whizz. Actually, that's not true because if someone is with me in the car then I lose all sense of direction and knowledge of roads and then have to ask them how to get to the simplest of places. But when I'm alone (or with Ali), I think I'm pretty good at getting around. Anyway, the point is, I started off knowing right where to go, but after the detour and one way streets I wouldn't have bet Connecticut on it. Then, a few state streets later and I had to admit defeat. It wasn't so much of an "I'm lost" type of defeat because I knew where we were, I just didn't know the best way to get to where we were going and by this time it was getting kind of late and I think we were both starving.

We did get there, though, of course. Although I said, "I'm trying something. I think it will work, but if not, it's going to be the road that takes us home." Since I, by then, just wanted food in my belly, we parked in a garage. What I did not see was the sign that said, "Most Effed Up Parking Garage You Can Go To." The little ticket-giving machine was not giving out tickets and I didn't know what to do. So I drove around to tell the lady* about the situation. Well, by this time there was a back up of people who could not get tickets and finally the manager had come out to remedy the situation. Well, the "lady" at the window, even though there was a line of people who could not get tickets 5 feet away from us, could not understand what I was saying. Luckily, the manager WAS right there and he believed me and said to park and he would give me a ticket.

But, but...I'm in the Out Lane with nowhere to go! That, my friends, is when I had to back that thing up and get out of the curvy exit lane in reverse. By this time I was super pissed, but even more than that I was super hungry so I was just glad to be parking my car and exiting.

Then we went to the first restaurant we were familiar with and proceeded to knock back a few while waiting for our table. It was a good meal:)

*Lady is too nice of a word, but apparently some of you think the word cunt is degrading.

Friday, November 03, 2006

November Has Come

I am NOT doing this. I admire those who are, I guess, but I don't need something else on my plate that I need to be disciplined about. That and the fact that I'd already be behind since it's the 3rd day of November. But really, I have no desire to do the big 50,000 word thing. Sure, I'd like to write a book someday, but I'm in no rush.

Instead, I am going to do another form of "Write A Hell Of A Lot In November" and you know what? I think that might just be the official name of it. So, for "Write A Hell Of A Lot In November" I am going to blog whenever the hell I want to and about anything I want to. Lately I just havn't been feeling it and don't think my regular self is coming across very well in the things I write here. So instead of waiting until one time in the day to report on one thing, I'm just going to blog a lot. It's going to be a little like the good ol' days on Livejournal. That is probably a bad example because I started that thing when I was living in Richmond and had no job. What the hell else was I going to do all day, but write there? ;)

Before "Write A Hell Of A Lot In November" really gets started, I leave you with this:

Today I subbed for middle school and was instructed to show a video on glass blowing. You'd be amazed at how many times a preteen can snicker when they hear "blow".


Thursday, November 02, 2006

Motown Answer

I promised to post the answers to the Quiz On Me 4 eva ago and have been lazy about it. So what better time to do it than 10 minutes before I have to leave for "Disneyworld*." In an effort to make this easy to read, I will enlarge the correct answer for each and in parentheses I will say who guessed what. If there's a winner, then I'll decide what they win later.

1. Which of the following was a horoscope of mine from this week?

a. While others prefer to date strangers, you'd rather take a solid friendship to the next level. (PinkIsNeat, Serena, Ant)

b. Your noisy feelings could distract you from the right moment with the right person. (Cindy)

c. The success you have been dreaming of is virtually guaranteed as long as you maintain your sense of purpose. (Pam, CBK)

Yes, this was the trick question. They were all horoscopes of mine that week.

2. Which of the following is NOT a class I am taking right now?

a. Educational Goals and Practices I: Elementary (Cindy, Pam, CBK)

b. Foundations of American Education (Serena, Ant)

c. Characteristics and Education of Gifted Students (PinkIsNeat)

3. What is my preferred Blizzard flavor?

a. Caramel CheeseQUAKE (Pam, Ant)

b. Reese's Peanut Butter Cup (Cindy, PinkIsNeat, CBK)

c. Heath Bar (Serena)

4. When in class, what role do I most often take?

a. I don't begin the discussions, but I often have an opinion that I share. (Cindy, PinkIsNeat, Pam, CBK)

b. I'm usually not prepared for the discussion and spend my time trying not to make it obvious with my expressions that I want everyone speaking to implode. (Serena, Ant)

c. I never speak in class.

5. Which of the following is a song lyric from one of my Top 3 Favorites songs ever?

a. "
I fear that you would never be every song in the world for me." (Serena, CBK and yes, Another Morning Stoner by Trail of Dead)

b. " and that's why i'm wondering why you had to tell me what's going on in your head" (Pam, This is She Says by Howie Day)

c. " every now and every then i tend to pretend i'm not alone" (Cindy, PinkIsNeat, Ant, This is from A Dozen Roses by Braid)

Scores (1 point for each correct answer):

Serena: 2
CBK: 2
Ant: 1
Cindy: 1
Pam: 0

I gave no points for number 1 because it was the trick question. Good job, guys! I enjoyed this so do not be surprised if I post another one:)

*I hate calling class class...or school. I usually make people refer to it as Disneyworld. I know I'm crazy, you don't need to tell me. And I know it's weird for someone in the education department to hate school.

Summer Dress 1 (All Her Winter Clothes)

If there's one thing I have a lot of, it's clothes.

Unfortunately, that statement is a bit misleading because clothes are not the only thing I own a lot of. Adding to the list would be CDs, DVDs, and books. And all four of those things I can not bring myself to get rid of. OK, so I own a Dave Matthews CD I haven't listened to for 10 years and I hate that band now. But give it away? I think not! And books? Why would I have purchased it if I didn't want to own it? I own so many Sweet Valley University books and there is NO way I'm giving those babies up.

Anyway, the point of all of this is that, in my new unemployed* status, I have taken to getting some things organized. I had planned on heading to Ikea this morning for shelves and clothes racks, but since I have class tonight**, I decided not to 'waste' my day in the car (it takes about an hour to get there for me.) So I won't finish my big overhaul plan today, but I, at least, am starting on it. Basically, when I am done I'll have made a room into a walk-in closet. I'm excited! If there's one thing I love*** it's organizing. My Richmond apartment closets were immaculate:

What's kind of funny, is that this photo**** is not indicative of what the clothes I wear look like. That's from 2003 and even in the past three years I think my style as evolved. And I must have been doing a load of dark-clothing laundry because 70% of my clothes are dark and it's not apparent from that photo.

Just a few things about how I organize my clothes. I like to have everything hanging up. I HATE folding clothes (maybe blame my short stint of working at Old Navy one Christmas season) and hate ironing clothes even more. I like to organize my shirts in this order: sleeveless, short sleeved, button-up (going from sleeveless, to short, to long-sleeved), long-sleeved, sweaters, cardigans, sweatshirts, and then jackets. If I get really bored then I also put them in color order, but that was more something I did when I really was unemployed in RVA;)

So that's what I'm up to for some of today before headed to class later (*vomit*). I'm headed out to Wal Mart in a minute for more clothes-hangers***** and a mirror.


*I'm not really unemployed. I technically still have two jobs. It's just that neither are making me feel very comfortable about the near future...
**I shouldn't complain since the other two were cancelled this week, but I'm going to anyway. I hate class.
***I always fear this is hard to believe for people who are close to me. My car doesn't count. That's often a shit-hole of clothes I've shed while driving (it's called layers, people, not nekkid) and a gazillion water bottles in the back. I am also not organized when it comes to my bags or school, but that's bc off **.
****You can totally see my knickers in this photo!
*****Wish I could afford nice hangers, but I so can't.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Oh, George

My mom and I went out for the day today to hang out, relax, and have fun. We headed to Old Town Alexandria which is where she and my sister had gone a few weeks ago. Without getting all detail-y on you, I got some Scottish shortbread*, two pairs of jeans, and a crabcake sandwich and fries at the Fish Market. I was extremely irritated with Mother Nature today as she somehow got the wrong memo about November 1st and began one of my favorite months with weather in the 70s. My body has already winterized so I felt hot all day long which was NOT fun. I brought my scarf and didn't get to wear it until the sun went down. Tragic I tell you!

We also visited my dad at his office and he surprised us with a pass to Mount Vernon to get in for free. His electrical company did all of the wiring there so we got to feel like celebrities as we bypassed lines and didn't pay for anything. I had not been there since I was a wee lil' one so it was fun to take it all in as an adult. I LOVE to go through places like that where you get to see restored rooms that famous people actually lived in. We saw the bed George Washington died in! That's crazy! It was also gorgeous with the leaves still in their peak so I got some good pictures**. It was also interesting to realize that my junior year college dorm (Custis Hall)) was named for Martha Washington's maiden/first husband's*** name.

Fun-filled day:) Beats working...

*Because who doesn't like things with "pure butter" on the packaging?
**Will be posted later. Dial-up sucks!
***Now I can't remember which.