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On-hold hell - monday, december 08, 2008 - 13:44
On a day when I can do no right and everything else seems to be turned upside-down and working against me, I am now on hold listening to a Muzak version of "What's Going On." I want to die.
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes - wednesday, november 05, 2008 - 09:37
That's what David Bowie woke me up with this morning.
Best wedding ever - sunday, september 07, 2008 - 12:49
Nine people taking over an island with a lighthouse/Victorian B&B. Tons of champagne and wine and homemade limoncello flowing. Getting all dolled up whenever and having the ceremony whenever and just kinda standing at the top of the lighthouse and the bride and groom giggling through the vows. Foghorn going off at the end. Quoting Nietzsche during the toast, and me coming up with, "I hope your love stays as strong as this homemade liquor." Staying up late in the parlor and falling asleep in a brass bed to waves lapping against the island. And playing with the three lighthouse dogs, of course.
I'm a glass-half-full type of girl - tuesday, april 08, 2008 - 14:53
Waking up at 5 a.m. to catch a mediocre sunrise is a fuck-ton better than waking up at 7 to go to work.
Of course, waking up in Death Valley is pretty awesome all on its own.
Cheers to camping early in the year and looking forward to more throughout the rest.
Pittville - sunday, january 20, 2008 - 23:03
Someone really decided to name a town this? But it's where I was this weekend, where I shot my first gun -- a .22 handgun. By the time I worked myself up to trying out the .40, the sun was going down. And this morning it was snowing. So we returned to civilization.
Wrong illness? - monday, november 05, 2007 - 19:10
I claimed food poisoning when playing hooky today to frolic in Yosemite. But there are several "managed" fires going on there right now, and my eyeballs are red and burning. Will karma bite me in the bum when I return to work tomorrow? Nevermind all that ... watching the sunset at Sentinel Dome on Sunday was worth it.
What I want for my next birthday - wednesday, october 24, 2007 - 09:42
I e-mailed my college roommate to wish her a happy birthday, and she replied that she celebrated by spending the weekday morning reading fiction in bed. Knowing her, it probably also involved coffee and a cat.
Forget Columbus Day ... - monday, october 08, 2007 - 11:27
It's also Canadian Thanksgiving. And I'd like to thank one of my favorite Canadians for helping me get a jump-start on my favorite holiday. Mmmmmm ... side dishes and hockey.
Mormon cowboy country - monday, july 30, 2007 - 22:23
Yellowstone, whitewater rafting, four-wheeling ... I could get used to that.
I couldn't move to Wyoming, though, no matter how awesome my trip was; there were too many unironic Confederate flag T-shirts.
Shotgun wedding and sweatstains on men's shirts - sunday, july 15, 2007 - 19:49
You know you're at a trashy wedding when someone snakes your seat by marking it with a 40 of Miller High Life in a paper bag -- and that person turns out to be the father of the bride.
A fabulous REI purchase - wednesday, july 04, 2007 - 00:12
An ice cream maker to be used while camping. Why did it take us so long to purchase it?!? Mint chip ice cream apparently tastes best outside after everyone's tossed the ball-shaped maker around for about 20 minutes. And it goes well with Guinness.
Lunchtime pirate adventure - wednesday, may 09, 2007 - 15:54
Well, we were searching for a pirate ship -- OK, not a pirate ship but rather one that carried bird manure around the world. And we didn't find it -- I suspect the tide was too high around 2 p.m. But it was a fun lunchtime adventure nonetheless, and now I'm back at work, kicking sand off my bare feet underneath my desk.
Happy Passover! - wednesday, april 04, 2007 - 09:23
Nothing says seder like spicy, vegetarian matzoh ball soup and collard greens. Hebrew prayers rushed through so we could eat and drink more with Duran Duran in the background. And I won gefilte fish!
Guadalupe Canyon, part III - wednesday, february 21, 2007 - 00:35
I can return here again and again: Baja Mexico, private campsite with natural spring hot tub, Tecate from the source, so many stars ...
And the fish tacos in Mexicali and Tecate rule.
I'm a kid again - saturday, february 10, 2007 - 10:19
Turned on TV for my usual Saturday morning cartoons and found the channel was already on Return of the Jedi. Perfect for a rainy, hungover morning.
Back to reality - monday, january 29, 2007 - 14:36
After a magical weekend of Yosemite -- snow, scotch, cozy cabin, boardgames, critter spotting, breathtaking views and my favorite people -- it really bums me out to return to work and to see two women with black eyes on Market within hours.
Of Stacey and Ajna and roadtrip wonderfulness - monday, january 01, 2007 - 22:52
From Oakland to Phoenix (giant cactus, Harvey Wallbanger cake, yarn, biker bar, cowboy bar, bunnies, Lily) to Santa Barbara (Ajna's fat belly, knitting, Arrested Development and Reno 911, Asta, skaterboyz) and back home again (via Burbank's Bob Hope Airport, which played Van Halen and Styx), we did indeed make that roadtrip our bitch.
The PT Cruiser and 2007 are officially broken in. I wouldn't have had it any other way.
Now if only Stacey would notify me she's returned to Arizona safely ...
It wouldn't be Christmas without ... - sunday, december 24, 2006 - 23:39
... screaming and the slamming of doors. At least it's passed my generation and is onto the next, so us 30-somethings nowadays just look on with amusement. And at least the tamales are improving.
The Handoff - sunday, november 12, 2006 - 14:28
"She's expecting this," as he hands a bag of my stuff to my sister.
Um, no I wasn't. Not now, anyway.
Horoscope - tuesday, november 07, 2006 - 14:00
I'm not one for horoscopes, either, but Stacey has been sending them to me, and this one, for Virgos, is spot on:
"No matter how you try to roll with the changes, you are not convinced that things are going your way. Normally, your analytical powers successfully guide you through sticky situations, but not today. The more you try to rationalize your next step, the less sense it makes. Setting your compass to your illogical feelings instead of facts may turn out to be the smartest move you can make now."
Considering I'm incredibly torn about last night's major decision and am scared of what it will lead to, I am just going to go ahead and follow this sage advice, wherever it came from.
Also, boys suck.