| | Subject: | HI | | Time: | 03:23 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/square/y/hyper.gif) bouncy |
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| | ~~~Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to meee! Happy Birthday to me!~~~ | comments: Leave a comment   |
| My mom just bought me this typewriter! Well, not actually this one, but one just like it. Only mine's better because, well, it's mine. And mom only paid $15 at a yardsale. My mom is awesome. Now all I need is some new ribbon for it. I can't wait for the clunk-clunk-clunk-shing.
I've always wanted to be an author. And although I never knew why until now, I always felt like I needed an old manual typewriter to do that. It just seemed like a requirement to real creative writing. And now I just figured out why when I found this quote:
"A recent survey of the top 1,000 living English-language authors finds that more than 80 percent own manual typewriters averaging 43 years in age and three broken functions, with a per-unit resale value of $4.75 and slipping. Yet in a questionnaire about their response if brigands should invade their homes and demand either their beat-up old manual typewriters or their spouses on pain of death, a whopping 96 percent wrote 'Spouse.'" -- Robert McCall, "Keystrokes of Genius," The New York Times, June 2, 2002 | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| Well, guess who is back! at least i'm here today, don't hold your breath for me to be come back often, i'm kinda flakey like that. but i'm here now and plan to give you a nice long update. i deserve space on your friend's page because i've used so little (read: none) for over a year. :)
But today I'm bored and I'm at work with nothing better to do. So, here I am with a really lame update.
So, since i'm on the subject: work sucks. Really it's not too bad, i've had worse. in fact my last job was a lot worse. Now, i work in a call center. so i sit on my butt all day and place orders for people out of our catalog. yep, it's easy. and since it's a holiday no one is calling in. it's dead here. we're all just walking around and talking and doing nothing. it's more like Breakfast Club style detention than work. Yeah, but work sucks so let's not talk about that any more.
I really enjoy owning my own home. (yeah, i have to share it with andrew, but close enough) I just love going home and knowing it's *my* home. it's just a warm fuzzy. I guess andrew probably told ya'll about the infestation of birds we have in our air vent. it's annoying to listen to, but we've decided to just let them be for the season and clean it all out in the winter. hopefully we'll be able to keep them from coming back.
A while back Andrew's grandparents gave us their old tv because they fell in love with HD. but the tv they gave us isn't really old by normal standard, i guess it's just outdated compared to HD. it's really nice and big (i've got no clue what the measurement is really). because it's so nice and we've got tivo i started spending too much time zoned into the thing.
well, i'm so bored i think i've got to stop typing.
but it's good to be back :P | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| Last night ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) yaw4god_emt and I went to the weekly NL Texas Hold'em tourney at the moose lodge (30+3 buy in). I was 5th! I won 140! I'm happy. I may not have won, but I've said it once and I'll say it again: Any time you leave with more money than you came with it's a good day, and yesterday was a good day. I even had a while where I was big stack, massive chip lead, and I could bully my table. Seriously for a good hour I had people running from pots that I got in. But then I hit a bad streak of cards, and got a little tired, so by the last table my stack wasn't looking so hot, so I was hanging on for dear life at that point to survive as long as I could. But all in all I had a lot of fun, gained valuable experience, and won a decent chunk of money. WOOHOO! | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | reno | | Time: | 11:20 pm |
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| andrew and i went to reno last weekend... yeah, i'm really good with my updates aren't i? although he probably already told you all about it, here's my side of the story:
the trip there wasn't very noteworthy. woohoo, airplane, woohoo, airports, woohoo, dragging luggage all over the place, woohoo!
we spent most of our time there on the poker tables. i ended up pretty much even, but i did clock in a lot of time.
so i wasn't super lucky there, but we were with our room. we got to upgrade to a spa suite just for a little leak (buckets of water pouring out of the bathroom's ceiling light)
we were going to head into san fransisco, but it started to snow pretty hard as we were crossing donner pass. the prospect of repeating history wasn't very appetizing.
our plain was delayed on the trip back so we were sent through LAX to STL... nice long nap, bad lunch.
and that is all to my story.
thanks for listening. | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| When I was little we lived across town from my grandparents, so we went over there a lot. Grandpa would usually be sitting in his office (where he ran his business from home) doing work, and Grandma would be puttering around the house. He frequently asked me to go tell/ask Grandma something, and like a good little girl i always rushed to it without a question or comment.
One summer, when they were watching us (my two brothers and I) while mom and dad were at work, I was sitting in the office with grandpa. He was probably telling me some story with a lot of grandfatherly wisdom in it, and i was probably pretending to understand it all, when i heard the ice-cream truck.
"Grandpa, can i have some money for an ice-cream"
"Well, I tell you what," He said, knowing the ice-cream truck was still a little ways off by the faint sound of it's unforgettable melody, "you can..."
My face beamed.
"if you go ask grandma if she'll buy me a color tv." he finished.
I looked at him funny, but i left the room without another word. I didn't go ask grandma, however, i simply resigned myself to the fact i wouldn't get any ice-cream that day and played somewhere else.
The next day when i heard the truck's call, i asked him again hoping that he had forgotten what he asked me to do the day before "can i get an ice-cream grandpa?"
"you sure can, if you go ask grandma if i can get a color tv"
I didn't ask her, and I didn't get ice-cream.
this pattern continued for weeks on end. it bothered grandpa that i didn't comply, like i always had in the past. he told grandma and my parents, and they were concerned. Day after day i would ask for ice-cream, day after day he would send me on this errand, and day after day i wouldn't do it. I could tell that he was becoming more and more frustrated, and he could tell that i was becoming more and more dejected. again it happened...
"grandpa, can i get an ice-cream?"
"sure, if you ask your grandma to get me color tv."
as i looked back at him, i almost started to cry. then i turned to leave the room again... but i really wanted some ice-cream, so i stopped, turned around and asked him pointedly "but, grandpa, what color do you want?" | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
| it's amazing what you can find to do in your own hometown when you take off your blinders and get out of your rut.
i just got back from a wonderful mini-vacation with yaw4god_emt without going more than an hour away from home. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| well, i never got really got better on christmas. I started running a fever and tried everything i know, but couldn't break it. Dr. Mom told me to give it until morning and see what the temp was then. By the time I got up on fri morning my temp was 102.9. We called the doctor only to find out he's on vacation, of course. so we take off for the emergency room. Oh joy. So, they put me on fluids, did some blood work, took some x-rays, and gave me some medicine. Somewhere in all of this, mom asks if i can have a blanket since i'm shaking. the nurse says "we can't give her a blanket. she has a fever. a fever doesn't get blankets. we don't want her to sweat". at this mom andrew and i looked at each other for a min before any of us could speak. I've "sweat out" every fever i ever had. i spent all day christmas running around with three layers and a blanket trying to sweat out my fever as i'm unwrapping gifts. finally mom speaks up and says that a doctor told her about sweating out fevers, to which the nurse just replied "yeah, there is a whole generation of people that think they need to bundle up as much as possible when they get a fever, but this makes the situation worse." Great! so i just put myself in this state. If i hadn't followed a tried and true dr. mom remedy the medicine i took would have probably dropped my fever and i would have been ok. thanks for telling me this now. shouldn't there be people who's sole purpose in life is to inform the public about things like this. seriously, turn it into an ad-campaign, shout it from the mountain top, tell the world. don't hoard away a secret like that until someone comes to you with a temp of 103. grrrrrrr
anyway, i have the flu...
and no, i don't get flu shots.
i was told i'm only contagious while the fever is up, and my temp has been down, with the help of meds, since i left the hospital, and on it's own for over 24 hours. so i'm free to cough on the world without fear of lawsuit. (yummy thought i'm sure)
my grandmother, she came down from chicagoland for christmas, is leaving tomorrow. this makes me incredibly happy for one reason only, she took my room. :( the only thing worse than being sick is being sick on an air mattress on the floor of your brother's room.
well, that's all for now, i should probably be going back to bed anyway. maybe latter i'll tell ya'll what i got for christmas. in case you care :P | | comments: Leave a comment |
| i can't say how grateful i am that my husband had to work christmas day... hear me out... because he's working we are opening presents later this evening (after christmas dinner at 4ish). This gives me time to get back in the holiday mood. I woke up this morning feeling like crap warmed over. I hadn't slept much because i developed a deep cough that is continuing to tear my throat and lungs to shreds. But when I got up this morning i took some Robitussin and it just knocked me out. I still woke up coughing once or twice. Now i feel a lot better, although still not up to par. I think I could join in the festivities later, but if they were this morning I would have been the worst party poop-er of christmas. :(
so thanks honey :) | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| well, it's been a while since i caught up on my friend's list reading and actually felt like still posting something myself.
so, the other day yaw4god_emt told me that he found this in thursby's journal and that he'd done it himself. so, though i read the list in thursby's post, i figured i'd copy and edit yaw4god_emt's. then i read on, and jenn_lynn_nc beat me to it. :)
so here i am with my edit/bolded version of jenn_lynn_nc's list.
for those of you who still have no clue what i'm talking about (i think it only leaves you moonfall unless you've already seen this somewhere else, since zipmedic is also a friend of yaw4god_emt and now i'm mentioned my entire friends list in this post)
Directions:
read the list and if you so choose
1: copy into your journal
2: bold the statements that are also true for you
3: change the statements that are false so they become true
( so, here it is ) | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| you are indigo
#4B0082 |
Your dominant hues are blue and magenta. You're the one who goes to all the parties but doesn't quite fit in at every one... you know what you want, but are afraid of what the world might think of it. You're a little different and that's okay with them, and if you're smart it's okay with you too.
Your saturation level is very high - you are all about getting things done. The world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, and it keeps you going. You shouldn't be afraid to lead people, because if you're doing it, it'll be done right.
Your outlook on life can be bright or dark, depending on the situation. You are flexible and see things objectively.
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| 1. What is your favorite holiday?
I'm not a big fan of holidays as is. There are points to each of them that I like, but it's usually overshadowed by the part I hate.
Lets see:
Halloween is cool because it's like a huge costume party... but I can't get past all the negative influence (demonic/witchcraft) embedded in it. I believe those are real forces to be reckoned with and I don't think the dark side is a toy for kids to get excited about.
Thanksgiving is probably the only holiday that I like as is.
Christmas is wonderful... except for Santa Claus (who throws the real meaning out the window), Christmas Carols (which become hell on earth to listen to two weeks before Christmas), and the general elongation of the season (Christmas is one day at the end of Dec... it doesn't start the day after thanksgiving)
New Year's Eve doesn't thrill me at all... it seems like a big waist of time since it's just another day... yes, it happens to be the end of one year and the beginning of the next... but only if our calendar is correct.
Valentine's day is a great idea... but too much pink.
St Patrick's day is just an excuse to get drunk.
Easter... Everything Resurrection is great... Everything Easter Bunny makes me sick. But there is too much of the later and not enough of the former.
I think that covers most of them... I would rather have an obscure day picked out as our family reunion and celebrate that than join in a lot of these festivals of consumerism.
2. Favorite cartoon character?
Do you know how hard this question is... I guess i'm just gonna have to say *shrug*... Kim Possible.
3. If you had one wish for the world, what would it be?
That the end would come.
4. Do you shop at Bath and Body Works? If so, what is your favorite smell there?
I haven't been to B&BW in a long time... I used to like there Raspberry scent, but knowing them it's been long since discontinued.
5. Tell me about your dream house. =)
I'm gonna have to give you a rain check on this an do a long post... there is way too much to go into right here and now :) | | comments: Leave a comment |
| 1. What's one thing you've wanted to learn but have never had the opportunity to?
Martial Arts. Hands down that is the one thing I've wanted to learn for the longest time, but I can never fit it into either my schedule or my (our) budget.
2. If you could live anywhere in the US, where would it be?
Right now, I would have to say the middle of a large city. Some apt, condo, or town house right in the middle of everything. Quaint yet bustling. But, the most importantly, it would be ours.
3. Referring to the previous question: In the world?
I'm not sure. The one thing I know is that it would not be in the US or even all of North America, and it probably wouldn't be where people speak english. But, since I haven't even considered this as a real option for a few years now I don't know exactly where it would be.
4. What's your ultimate dream job? (I know FBI is your goal, but what part of the Bureau)
I don't know, but I like the idea of working in the witness protection program.
5. If you could go back in time and tell yourself one thing, what would it be?
I don't know... I'm bouncing between two things. (1) "Don't stress out about boys, because the only one you ever need will just sort of appear, out of nowhere. You won't even have to stress about him. You'll finally understand what mom always meant by 'you'll just know'." or (2) "Get in shape and stay in shape. It'll be easier for you than it is for me, and I'll love you for it." | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| The first round of re-enforcements are coming home.
Well, it's really just my dad, coming home from Australia, but it sure feels wonderful. Now Bernie won't be sleeping in our room and waking me up at the butt crack of dawn. Now I can get a good night sleep, and I won't feel like cleaning the house is my (the youngest's) responsibility. It seems the boys (and yes, i'm grouping my husband and my older brother under the heading "boys") don't care about living in a mess, but maybe dad will.
*gets hit by a flash-back of the home front disaster during mom's trip to the canary islands*
ok, so i can't rely on my dad to clean the house, but I can still count on getting a good night's sleep tonight. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| 
Everyone remembers the 'faked-orgasm-in-a-deli'
sequence from your kind of movie When Harry Met
Sally. It seems that you're falling for a buddy
or have already fallen for them. Uh-oh. You're
probably caught between the possibility of
having a great relationship and wrecking the
one you have now. You know what they say, it's
better to regret something you did than
something you didn't do.
What Romance Movie Best Represents Your Love Life?
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