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Tuesday, January 30, 2001 
Cool! Check out the official site of Hannibal. I know where I'm going Friday. Ooooh. Ahhhhhhhhh.......
Suzy Effen Homemaker And although it is mainly by my own choice, my friends (just like the soup) are now gone, and I'm sitting here listening to the dull rhythmic tumbling of the clothesdryer outside my apartment hallway and feeling completely and utterly alone. Oh. Despite the fact that hiccups can be quite an amusing companion, they are the only thing that I wish would really go away right now. They just don't have the same effect when you are by yourself.
Okay. So the "Super" Bowl is starting in a few hours. Big whoopee. I'm not really a big fan of professional organized sports anyway (unless we're talking about soccer). I'm just curious what the ratio of "people who watch the game for the sake of the game" to "people who watch the game just for the commercials" is. Bahh. I think I'm going to watch a movie instead.
Ditto.
Why is it that when I feel I have so many things to say that I end up sitting here with my fingers frozen on the keys...like I'm just waiting for them to start magically typing on their own? No use trying to force anything out tonight. Damnit.
It's almost February for chrissakes and I just gathered up enough motivation to take down my Christmas tree. I was debating on leaving it up all year - sans ornaments of course. Too late for that now...it's finally tucked neatly away in my closet (which incidentally is big enough to fit a family of five). I'm tired. I didn't get in last night until about 4:30 in the morning and didn't wake up until about 12:30 this afternoon. It's been a realllly long time since I've been out that late. After we left the bar Matt, Amy and I decided to go to one of those all night eating establishments that we so affectionately refer to as the "Bitchin' Kitchen". Somewhere in the middle of our conversation over undercooked hashbrowns and dishwater coffee, Amy nonchalantly brought up the fact that her mom refers to a dust pan as a "semi-gluppa-gluppa" and that when something is dirty it is "bucka-bucka, echh echh" (the latter part of this phrase being more of a gutteral utterance that originates from the back of the throat). She asked if we had ever heard of anything like that before. Of course we all said no. Of course now Amy wishes she had never told us that. Oh. Another thing that was odd about last night was the fact that while we were waiting in line to be seated, the hostess greeted the party of two in front of us by saying, "Hi, four?", which didn't actually strike me as odd until she came up to us: "Hi, four?"
Whoa! Go check out Jen's amazingly hugantuous gallery of submitted Blogging StorTroopers. I'm on page three...somewhere.
Okay. So I am now sporting a new hairdo. It's not quite as bad as I thought it would be in that modern day Bride of Frankenstein sort of way. I kinda like it. Highway to Heaven - sideroad to Hell sidenote: Recently updated visualogue from our trip. The picture is of a sticker that was on one of the toll booths.
Things I learned today while making the hour long drive between offices:
So. It's around 10:30 p.m. and I finally just got home. I'm beat. After working till about 7:45 this evening I headed directly over to my mother's to help her clean the house because she's hosting card club tomorrow for her friends. While I was in the middle of scrubbing down the kitchen cupboards my mother asked me a rather peculiar question. "So what are your fondest childhood memories?" Sometimes I can be such a smartass. Hey...don't laugh at me, okay? I'm currently listening to Meatloaf - Bat Out of Hell II. I stole it off of my mom. I also have one of her Roy Orbison cd's and her Neil Diamond box set. Oh, and my nifty new lava lamp that I got from J is quite mesmerizing.
Hey...this is pretty neat. It seems like everyone is putting little pixelized versions of themselves on their sites now. There is one here and here and here. So now I am jumping on the bandwagon. This is me. Only I really don't wear turtle necks:
I got over Matt's house after work with just enough time to load up on what was left of the cold ravioli and yummy-cheesy-garlicy-bread stuff that he made us for dinner at his new house. I had every intention of getting there a lot earlier than 7:45 but of course this week at work has been a constant barrage of ridiculous deadlines and "hey, i need this done yesterday" requests...so needless to say I ended up staying late. When I finally got there everyone was finished eating and the kitchen (which I had every intention of making a mess of) was already beyond recognition. Oh well...dinner was good though. My friends are the best! Last night we were watching the history of the internet on the History Channel. It was pretty interesting. Did you know that when they came up with the idea of the "internet" and connecting remote computers that nobody wanted to build it because they thought it would never work? The funny part is that it was all of the major phone companies refused ARPA in the first place. Pretty ironic that they are the ones who ended up making a lot of money out of the whole deal. Oh yeah...and they didn't even mention Al Gore once. *note to self: I still reaaaaallllly need to get cable. I want to watch the Discovery Channel, the History Channel and the Learning Channel for hours on end. I also want to be able to flip through 357 channels and still bitch about the fact that there still isn't anything on.
fuzz face
cellar dweller on another note: "Should I bolt every time I get that feeling in my gut when I meet someone new? Well, I've been listening to my gut since I was 14 years old, and frankly speaking, I've come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains."
Sunday, January 07, 2001
But is it art? lesson learned: Sometimes playing with your food should be encouraged. My only regret is that I didn't get the mashed potatoes with my meal.
So. In regards to my deteriorating condition yesterday I decided to take the day off work. I hate taking time off especially when I have so much to do. Oh well...I'm not going to complain though. Besides the fact that I've felt like complete and utter crap all day it was nice to just relax. I think I moved from my couch twice... I've been meaning to make a note of this for the past few days so it's probably old news by now: Looks like there's a few people doing some revamping. Oh yeah. There's some new stuff popping up too.
It's one of those: I-really-do-not-feel-good Uggghh.
Nick, J and I just got back from lunch at one of those shady mexican type restaurants. I'm obviously in rare form today because in the span of a single hour I slipped and fell on the floor with about 30 people watching me, spilled my coke and then spontaneously uttered the phrase donde es mi gato? el gato es en mi boca. during our meal (at which point we all started laughing hysterically). I guess you had to be there. It's a good thing I took those 3 years of spanish in high school. Other things that have made me laugh thus far today:
I am so not a back sleeper. ...maybe it was the fact that I couldn't sleep last night and I kept turning and twisting myself into various positions every five minutes trying to get comfortable. It made me think of how I used to do that thing with my legs when I was a kid. Of course I tried it. Of course it didn't work. I think I slept for about two hours total. I'm also pretty sure that the four cups of coffee I had before I went to bed didn't help much.
Yep. So Happy New Year, eh? Spent the evening celebrating with a bunch of friends. Lots of hugs and kisses and drinks and stuff. I'd like to say that I'm completely hammered but I'm not. I'd also like to say that it's really late now but it's not. As a matter of fact it is just after 12:30am. I just got home. I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Apparently I'm not the partier that I once was. So. I hope you all had a wonderful and safe evening with all of your loved ones. Kisses from me baby. Goodnight :) update: |
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