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12/15/02 I saw Star Trek: Nemesis yesterday. It was good, but holy crap...Wesley Crusher! If my memory serves me correctly, it was a non speaking part. I wondered when he was going to show up. You know, the only reason I ever started watching Star Trek: The Next Generation was because my 7th grade best friend had a minor obsession with Wil Wheaton and I watched the show to see what the fuss was all about and got sucked in. Watching the movie I didn't even notice him until my fellow movie goer asked if that's who it was. Quick question...and remember I haven't watched Star Trek of any sort in forever...when did Worf become total comic relief? And Marina Troi seems to be considerably less busty than she used to be. Finally, Ron Perlman just needs to give it up...he can slather his face in five feet of latex, hair, and mess and he's still so instantly recognizable. The Palm Pilot is hella cool. Sure, it's a very low end model, but it's still good fun and was really cheap too. I'm enjoying shopping for accessories. No Disney pics yet, hopefully soon, I've been hit with laziness. 12/08/02 Well, you may have noticed that the pictures aren't up yet, and that's because I am lazy. Still working on them, hopefully they'll be up by next weekend. In the meantime I finally joined the 21st century. First, I replaced my three year old cell phone with a new, fancy phone with a color screen and neat ringtones. Hopefully it'll last as long as the old one did. I also found a Palm m105 for a really good price and decided to buy it...I'd been fighting it for years since I'd probably stop using it a couple of months after I bought it. 11/24/02 So I'm home now, and the vacation was a ton of fun. Pictures to come soon, and hopefully it won't take me several months to finish putting them up. 10/27/02 Maybe I should update more often. I do have some pictures that need to be added, but my laziness has proven to be a formidable enemy. I've become a secret shopper, and done two assignments. One involved drinking alcoholic beverages and reporting on whether or not everyone was carded, if the bartender spilled anything, etc. One of my friends asked "Isn't that like being a narc?" Well, perhaps. It's fun though. Greek homecoming crowds are excellent targets for mocking, and mock we did. 09/29/02 Hey, remember The Jets? 9/22/2002 I got the much coveted Cinderella's Royal Table breakfast reservation. I'm dying to meet Prince Charming, and I understand he makes an appearance once in a while. This week I watched The Banger Sisters which was not very good. The idea was fantastic, but the script was quite bad. 9/14/2002 I fixed the photo index page, the links were all wrong. I also fixed the Disney, December 2001 page, I didn't realize that I had made a horrid attempt at cascading style sheets which, to be frank, I don't completely understand. Also, fixed the individual pages. Coming soon: baby pictures and Granny pictures. Fun, eh? The Granny/Leah resemblance will amaze you, especially considering I have the same color hair she did. 9/10/2002 Davis-Kidd bookstore's Second Story Cafe last week: Countergirl: "Are you with the WNBA?" Me, puzzled look on my face: "No, I'm only 5'5"." I FINALLY got it just now. Not the basketball WNBA, but the Women's National Book Association. And I could've gotten a discount, too. 9/8/2002 It's funny, but not really, I never uploaded this page despite the updated entry below. So see below. This month: Michael Skakel got 20 years for murdering Martha Moxley in October of 1975. Read more about the case over at Court TV. If you find this case interesting, and I know I do, also be sure to check out the books Murder in Greenwich by Mark Fuhrman (yes, that Mark Fuhrman) and A Season In Purgatory by Dominick Dunne. This week I saw an astronaut speak about space travel (one of my coworkers asked how they use the bathroom, which I'm pretty sure everyone wanted to know but was too snooty to ask) and Fannie Flagg read from her newest book, Standing in the Rainbow. Tonight we are going to do ear candles, which is more fun than it seems. 08/17/2002 I saw Austin Powers: Goldmember last night. The title is much funnier than the character of Goldmember. Tom Cruise is slowly...SLOWLY...gaining my approval, which I'm sure he'll be glad to hear. The rest of the movie was OK. I've had it with Fat Bastard, I mean, why? Not funny. I always like the beginning of the movies, the dance sequences. My second job is going ok. I've been scanning slides, touching them up, and putting them into Power Point. The first presentation was absolutely disgusting, the rest have been ok. I am depending on this job to get me to Disney World in November. 08/03/2002 Yo. It's August, Denny's got his frontline, and all's well in the world. Except for financial scandals. And impending (and, from my limited view, totally pointless) war with Iraq. And suicide bombers in the middle east. But my dog will be flea and tick and heartworm free for another month, which is all that matters. What's up with southern women? Mom talked me into reading Little Altars Everywhere, I have yet to start its sequel, Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood (recommended by both mother and sister), because I'm currently reading The Sweet Potato Queens' Book of Love, which has to be THE most self-indulgent piece of crap I've ever read. But the point I'm getting at, what's up with southern women and clubs? Ya Ya Sisterhoods, Sweet Potato Queens, sororities, Junior League, and the like. Not only that, but every book, movie, etc, about southern women portrays them as completely batty. Is it the sweet tea? I don't belong to any clubs, and I'm only slightly insane (insane enough not to raise suspicions that I might, in fact, be from up north), however, I hate sweet tea. I watched "The Eyes of Tammy Faye" last night. I've wanted to see it for a very long time, but never did make an effort to actually see it. I love this woman. Seriously. 07/23/2002 The air conditioner was finally fixed on Friday (7/19). Can't tell much of a difference. Have I ever mentioned that my garage smells like a public restroom? Not in an awful way, but in a recenlty cleaned way. Like, one of those public restrooms where there are checklists that show how often the restroom's been cleaned. I live in a condo complex with several buildings, and each building has four units. The four units share a garage. My neighbor has several large plastic bottles of a pink liquid that looks remarkably like public restroom soap. I don't know what he does, that's not something you ask. So, does he clean these restrooms or does he restock the soap? He's also a firefighter, according to his license plate. This the the most interesting thing that happens most days. I hate it when local business owners put kids in their commercials. Especially when kids are in adult situations...no, not THAT type of adult situation, but like talking about phone reconnect, driving around, etc. 07/17/2002 The air conditioner situation still hasn't been resolved. It was supposed to be fixed by now, but it won't be until Friday. Crazy bitches. 07/09/2002 Air conditoner troubles. Nothing bad, just lots of water. It was allegedly fixed, but no. Not to mention that with the Real World: Chicago marathon on, I'm sort of relating to a cast member. That is truly frightening, I must say, because those people have about as much depth as the water I wash my pantyhose in. I used to watch this show religiously, but at some point (I believe it was Hawaii) I realized that I just couldn't watch anymore. When the Osbournes started I would turn it on early for no good reason and got engrossed in one particular story arc, which mirrors something I am currently experiencing. Sad, very sad but true. I need to get out. I need to meet people. I need someone to hold my hand. I need a designated driver. I need pretty pictures. I need direct statements, not vague hints. 07/07/2002 Four day weekend and I'm still tired. Low key fourth, mostly with my family. Hung around with friends, blah blah blah, and realized I'm a HORRIBLE judge of people. I can't read actions, gestures, comments for poop. Just when I think I have someone figured out I find I'm so far off that I feel insane for ever thinking I had the situation figured out in the first place. This has happened before, and I thought I learned, and maybe things were different this time, but no. Everything is EXACTLY the same. It's becoming more and more apparent that we move in cycles, and it's impossible to break out of those cycles. 07/03/2002 You know, I've about had it with people who mutter under their breath. Just to clarify--I am not to blame if:
If you have something to say to someone, say it aloud. If you don't, then keep it inside, or better yet, start a lame weblog! Don't forget, as a human, I have my own concerns--I'm stuck in a mortgage, I don't feel I'm paid enough, boys won't come near me (and the ones who do are just awful or have dubious intentions), and my friends all seem to be busy all the time. If you think I crunch too loud, then tell me. If you think you're overworked, talk to your supervisor. Don't misdirect your anger in my direction. Is it any wonder I hate leaving the house? 07/02/2002 Here's the recap from when I saw the Kids in the Hall on 4/20/2002 (taken from a post on my now idle bulletin board): It started with a hilarious skit shown on the projection screens of how each one received the call (they were doing things, and then heard the KITH theme played on a recorder). Bruce was on Blind Date, Kevin was walking dogs, Mark was cleaning toilets with a toothbrush, Scott was preparing to audition to be the voice of the AFLAC duck, Dave was going to swim out to Catalina Island (I might mention that they showed him being interviewed by the press, one of whom was the guy who played Bill Haverchuck on Freaks and Geeks). They opened with the Dr. Seuss bible (what should we do with this uppity Jew?), Scott kept inching down his loincloth, which made Dave visibly irritated. Dave, who has gained a TON, dyed his hair, looked awful. He didn't seem to want to be there. They did some skits I hadn't seen. They did some favorites. Buddy Cole was there, and his monologue got REALLY raunchy (and I'm a Buddy Cole fan). They had the two salesmen pitching an automatic flag waver (it was a rubber band). They did Sir Simon Milligan and Hecubus (the one where you meet Hecubus's other personalities, Ed, Ted, and Fred). They did the Citizen Kane skit. They did Running Faggot. They did the Chicken Lady skit where she's got the blind date (they did this one last time too). Bruce sang a song I don't remember much of, except it was funny. They did the secretaries skit, the one where they're trying to figure out if the new guy is gay or not (they went through a ton of euphemisms for gay and straight. I don't remember all of them, except vagitarian, cockavore, and pussifist). They did headcrusher, he crushed his own head at the end. Danny Husk was in a skit. OH, Darryl and Gavin were in a skit TOGETHER. of all things. Bruce or Mark (I think it was Bruce) called Dave "the guy from Newsradio". Like I said, Dave didn't seem to want to be there, and when they did the curtain call Bruce said something about how one of them was becoming Shatner, I think he meant bitter, fat Dave, so this might be the last tour. They ended with the Nina from Joymakers skit, which is one of my favorites. It was hilarious because in the part where they surprise the guy and start beating him up Scott went crazy on the helium balloons and started rolling around popping them and yelling, which was just hilarious. I guess it is a visual thing. With the exception of Dave, they all had lots of energy, especially Mark and Bruce. They were all over the place. Having an Average Weekend by Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet has to be one of the best songs ever. Non KITH highlights: cute desk clerk at the hotel who flirted heavily with Angi and I. Bathrobe and mini-bar in the room. The rice at tomatillo. The hotel sports bar had a ton of cool Cardinals memorabilia (we were in St. Louis), much of which was Ozzie Smith related. When trying to get back on the interstate afer driving by the arch we saw the COOLEST buildings--most were abandoned, all were in bad shape. That is all. 07/01/2002 YES! I am a slacker! I finally organized the disney pics, click on photos to get to that menu. I'm keeping the update I did in February because it's full of stuff. Since then I've bowled a lot, saw the Kids in the Hall LIVE for the second time (first time was better), arranged some flowers, made some big mistakes, bit off more than I could chew, saw some good movies and read some good books, attended my old friend Stephanie's wedding dinner, and learned a valuable lesson about men. 02/15/2002 Folks! Let me catch you up: I bought a house. Four days later I went to Walt Disney World. Then I drank too much on New Year's Eve, and since then I've been neglecting the site. More info on the house: found condo sometime in October, signed a contract, closed end of November. Didn't fully expect to find/close that fast, but I'm glad I did. I like it here, there's more room, I'm closer to my parents (home cooking, people, that's where it's at), and my dog seems to love the stairs. I've got my own washer and dryer which is wonderful. I could go on, but I shant. Went to Walt Disney World. Pictures are here. There are lots. I went with a co-worker, Judy, who took 8 rolls of pictures, so most that you see will be hers. My mom met us there mid-week (on Walt's birthday, actually), and it's taken THIS long to get them all scanned in. I was waiting until they were in before I redid the site, so here we are. Don't call it a comeback, I've been here for years. Had too much to drink New Year's. See, that's the problem with shots; you do them, and you think you can drink more so you do, then one hour later you've got puke on your coat and you're not sure if it's yours or your best friend's. Then you call everyone you know and you sister tells your mom how drunk you were. It's a bunch of mess. You'll notice that most of the stuff stayed the same, except I got rid of the archived tangents, if you want to know what I did on a certain day, let me know and I'll consult my journal and get back to you. I'll have periodic updates here, but won't be archiving them because frankly, it's boring. Other, less important events: saw Beauty and the Beast at IMAX (fantastic), had a Mardi Gras party complete with king cake (fantastic, though a bit too sweet, I found the baby two days later), I'm a bit cold right now, that's all. |