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| Saturday, January 28th, 2012 | | 4:40 pm |
| | Tuesday, August 3rd, 2010 | | 6:14 pm |
Predictive Text Could've Killed My Dad
I may be exaggerating. A little. Or, a lot. Anyway, July was a heinous and ridculous month for many, many reasons (dumped via email: check; favorite boss I've ever worked for giving notice of resignation: check; second favorite boss also resigning: check; favorite shoes broken: check)... Slashing of the tires: check. So, I'm driving to work and noticing the car pulling slightly to the left... Then the noise started... Then the bad noise started and I steered into a parking lot. A lovely fellow stopped to help(thank you, Universe, for doing SOMETHING redeeming -- until this guy turns out to be a serial killer that comes and tries to filet me later) - and though I can change a tire on my own, I accepted assistance as my dress wasn't my best "getting greasy and yucky" outfit. Aaaaaanyway, I sent a venting text message to my father. It read, "Tire slashed in front of house." *send* Eventually realized that predictive text had changed my message. "Tits slashed in front of house." Whoops. Sorry for any unnecessary concern I may have caused you, Dad. ....and, I guess July could've been worse. I'd much rather have slashed tires than slashed tits. Current Mood:  Glad July is over. | | Monday, July 26th, 2010 | | 7:34 pm |
The time. It has wings.
So much for writing more regularly, in spite of the general insanity that has been life as of late (which is usually what motivates my blatherings). Today, I feel that when it comes to deciding about going to a dusty environment at the end of August, this is the place to type my neuroses. Go? No go? Go? No go? Go? No go? Go? No go? Go? No go? Go? No go? Every time I attend to this nameless event, I proclaim, "It's my last time! I swear it!" and then an even-year always sneaks up and whispers dirty, enticing things in my ear... Between Hovel and 4th&Desert, I'd seem to have fulfilled my desert time commitments for the year. But there you have it. To go or not to go will now occupy an inordinate amount of thinking-time for the next several weeks. Dammit. I could really use that brain power for other things. Really. Current Mood:  indecisive | | Friday, July 9th, 2010 | | 6:29 pm |
Funny thing about not writing...
...as the third martini sounds so much better after a second, the inverse appears to be true of writing. Don't write = more not writing. Boo. Fourth & Desert went swimmingly! I managed to avoid injuries causing me to anesthetize myself with whiskey. The pink poo hut was a marvelous success. Managed to miss the FrogBat, yet again. Fizzball is a sport I think I could be good at (mostly because it involves absolutely no running of any kind) - though next time I'll opt away from a bedpost as my bat of choice. Rather unwieldy, it was. AK47s...they are fun. I've been home since Monday night and appear to have avoided any kind of playa-induced pestulence. No mono, no strep throat, no common cold have I, none. Otto, the be-cocked bunny, joined us all the way from Amsterdam. You can see him swinging in the background of this neat-o-rific panorama, assembled by Espresso Buzz. http://seb.perez-duarte.net/panoviewer/?photo=4771346028 Current Mood:  content | | Tuesday, June 15th, 2010 | | 10:02 pm |
Manchas Needs a Home!
Manchas the Mexican Roof Dog: My mom has rescued a dog who was relegated to living on the roof at the house next door to hers in Puerta Vallarta (little food, minimal water, no shade). She is now looking for a home for Manchas (translation: Spots). Anybody want a sweet, 8-month-old boy who has had a a bit of a rough start in life? (note: she'll be driving to Colorado, so if you're in the square state, you can have door-to-door Manchas). Please feel free to repost!  EDIT: The embed picture function isn't working for me...not sure if it is for you. If not, you can see Manchas here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaimarie/4704885111/ Current Mood: optimistic | | Thursday, April 29th, 2010 | | 11:17 pm |
Open Letter: To my G.I. Tract
Hello My Gurgling, Bubbly and Generally Displeased Bodily Region, Why do you hate me so much? What did I do to you? I've been kind. I've been nice. I give you healthy, nice things to digest. Yes, I do tend towards dumping anxiety and stress in your general direction...but not all the time. It was only recently, you were unable to fend off food poisoning... Less than four weeks later, you've become incorrigible for reasons entirely unclear to me. Five days, now. Five days of water, rice noodles, bananas and ginger beer (which does seem to calm you, but at 37.5 grams of sugar per bottle we're going to wind up diabetic!). I've now put up with 3.5 days in my bed, blood draws and a take-home goodie bag filled with items for sample collections that are entirely too awful to think about. I know that I was a germ-o-phobe as a child. It has come back to haunt me. If only I'd eaten more dirt and guzzled more frequently from the garden hose, perhaps our relationship would be a cheerier one. I wish I could go back and change the past, but I can't! Please...understand that I'm not perfect. Cut me some slack. I'm tired of feeling awful all the time -- and it can't be fun for you either. What can I do to make things right? Sincerely, ~Me Current Mood:  sick | | Tuesday, April 20th, 2010 | | 10:13 pm |
Apologies
I'm sorry to the nobody in LJ reading this space. It was recently hacked and several random and useless advertisements were posted. Good thing I rarely write here anymore and thus, more than likely, nobody noticed anyway. If you noticed and were duly offended, a thousand apologies. Current Mood: apathetic | | Thursday, April 8th, 2010 | | 9:30 pm |
Poop.
I'm not sure if the best day to start writing again is the day that I turned my Venn Diagram into a metaphor for dirt, stable ground and warned folks that we'll likely have to muck about with some "fertilizer" in order to strengthen our soil and make it viable going forward. But, while I alluded to fertilization...the exact word I used was poop. Yes, I talked about poop in a Senior Management Meeting. Poop. Do you get to talk about poop with your Directors? That was followed up with a few other words of wisdom: Learn from your mistakes. Have patience. Be nice. It's just good advice. Especially if you've got your hip-high-poop-waders on. Current Mood: content | | Wednesday, December 16th, 2009 | | 4:10 am |
why
Nothing like a sleepless rant to remind me I've been ignoring LJ... Why does the universe conspire against my sleeping? Stayed up later than planned working on something for C... Have to get up early tomorrow and be to work an hour before I usually do to make the "All Staff" meeting... Then big dog (Z) wanted to go out and woke up P, and that parade of course woke up Ling Ling who woke me up to go outside... Then Z decided he wanted to go outside again... Then I wake up because I'm itching like crazy and somehow in fucking December, I get THREE mosquito bites! Two on my face and one on my hand that itches like crazy... So I flip out turn on all the lights and look for the little fucker... At one point, I actually see it and think I squish it (am more than willing to take the karmic ding for it), but don't...and it escapes somewhere I cannot find it... Now, if I weren't already awake, Z was just howling at the door to be let in... Fucking awesome. I would like to attempt more sleep...but have mosquito IPA (itch, paranoia and adrenaline)...and have to wake up in two hours... Current Mood:  Furious | | Wednesday, October 7th, 2009 | | 9:02 pm |
Random + FB
...is it wrong that my first thought was, "Well, I did just get my passport renewed..."? http://www.metro.co.uk/weird/article.html?Chinese_dwarves_set_up_their_own_village&in_article_id=745272&in_page_id=2So, much to my surprise (dismay?) I've found myself not only writing very infrequently here but also using the "other" social networking device since arriving in California. I blame California. Anyway, I think I've got most people here added "elsewhere", but not all. If you get a friend request from someone who appears to be walking away with a small black blob at the end of a string in their user picture, it's me and mah wee wingless bat. Current Mood: okay | | Monday, September 28th, 2009 | | 12:26 pm |
Baby's First Folsom
Strapped up in her pink harness and polkadot leash, someone had their very first Folsom Street Fair yesterday. Response to her = *squuuueeeeeeeeeee* Her response = Helloooooo, I think yooooou should rub my belly. I'm that annoying girl who brings her dog out to events. Unfortunately, being based 70 miles south leaving her at home isn't always an option and I'm not always entirely comfortable leaving her (or asking if I can leave her) at people's homes in the City to cavort around. Luckily, Ling Ling isn't that stereotypical annoying, nippy, yippy dog that people want to shove down a garbage disposal, or into a mircowave. I think. I hope. But, every now and again I second guess that. Yesterday, I had one person who perpetually felt the need to channel advice from the Dog Whisperer - literally saying, "Have you seen the Dog Whisperer - he's amazing. He'd say....x, y, z. You should be doing this, that and the other." This was not in a general "I have a dog, you have a dog" conversational manner - but in a "you should be doing these things with that creature, right now!"manner. I could understand that if my dog was unruly in some way or perpetually irritating people. By that, I mean jumping, licking or knocking people over or stealing food off the tables or barking incessantly or biting -- not just irritating in the way that a person is irritated by the presence of anyone carrying a purse dog. But my dog really just hangs out - it's not uncommon for people to speak with me for some time while not realizing I'm carrying a live animal. This person seemed particularly perturbed that I was hesitant to put Ling Ling down. Four pound dog. People who'd been drinking in the sun all day. People wearing, in many cases, giant boots or spikey heels. Holding her didn't seem unreasonable. Stilleto + Ling Ling = kabob. Overall, much fun was had - especially considering I didn't think I was going to be able to go at all and not arriving in SF until 5. Saw lots of people. Had cocktails. Despite arriving late, was not deprived of seeing a fair number of penises. Met friends of friend's. Good times! Meh. But now I have a bit of dog paranoia. =p If you're curious about whether or not LL ever uses her legs, here are a few photos from last weekend's camping adventure: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaimarie/3941138839/in/set-72157622301335695/http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaimarie/3941131509/in/set-72157622301335695/http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaimarie/3941914342/in/set-72157622301335695/ Current Mood: Mostly good, a smidge worried | | Monday, September 7th, 2009 | | 9:28 pm |
"The Biggest Tiny Event On Earth"
On Saturday night, my Tiny dog and I had a Tiny bit of fun. Though, it's safe to say the Tiny dog did not appreciate the Tiny explosives. Hundreds of people - she's cool Humans yelling & singing & druming - couldn't care less People squeezing her & squeeeee-ing at her - she's fine Tesla coils - no problem Fire - not a second thought Fireworks of any kind - utter panic! More than one person asked if I'd sedated her because she is so mellow and well-behaved. (I don't) Good (tiny) Times! Current Mood: happy | | Monday, August 31st, 2009 | | 11:58 pm |
Haven't been here in awhile...
No point in attempting an update since early July. Current post inspired by the fact that I am sitting in a hospital in San Francisco, with interwebzy entertaining me. My friend had her hip replaced today and I'm staying with her here until she's discharged later this week. For some reason the drugs they used to put her under made her incredibly chatty when she woke up. She got out of surgery around 5:30p.m. and was basically bouncing off the walls (well, more of a verbal-wall-bounce-non-stop-chatter since she's confined to her bed)until 9:15. That's when I finally left the room so she'd be entirely without anyone to talk to...happily she was sleeping within twenty minutes. I've never stayed in a hospital before. Can't decide if this is a good or bad place to be for someone with frequent insomnia... Current Mood: okay | | Tuesday, July 14th, 2009 | | 1:16 am |
Poor Nurse
(still have sickies, went back to doc this a.m. to try and find out why) So the nurse went to collect blood and asked if I was okay with blood draws. I told her it was no problem! I've had blood drawn before, the only issue is that my veins are hard to see and I generally have very low blood pressure (it was 90/63 at their office this a.m. before blood draw, which is not abnormal for me)which seems to cause people to fish round for veins. So, I stay sitting upright on the table...she's puts on the tournaquette, sticks me on the first attempt - yay!, starts filling vials. Shortly thereafter my hand starts getting tingly, which I keep to myself for a moment before I realize my head is also getting tingly. At that point, I mention my hand. She's says, "Take deep breaths.We're almost done...I don't want to have to poke you again, you're very nearly done." me: "Hand tingley...and getting really light-headed...hand... really... tingly..." her: "Okay...done...let me put this bandage on..." *before she has time I ask, "Is that the trash can?" her: "Yes" me: * runs over, throws up and sits in chair next to trash can and all but passes out against the wall* Doctor sees me and exclaims: "THAT IS NOT A NORMAL COLOR FOR SOMEONE!" then turns to the nurse, "Do you see what color she is? She needs to be lying down!" Poor nurse. "Oh yeah, yeah....yeah. I am fine with blood draws. No problem!" then I puke and passout. I failed to account for the minimal food intake over the past week and lack of eating before going in and it would likely affect having blood drawn. Live and learn. And lie down if someone is going to take your blood. Current Mood: Miserable | | Monday, July 6th, 2009 | | 7:09 pm |
| | Wednesday, June 24th, 2009 | | 10:11 pm |
Still Giggling.
Okay...most hilarious email I've seen in...at least 72 hours. Someone in my camp requested that we send in recent photos to the listserve since we're so spread out and don't get to see each other very often (mildly ridiculous since we're posting pictures on Flickr all the time anyway...but I digress). Anyway, one of the replies to the photo I submitted read as follows: "Damn! And on a totally unrelated topic, please help out with my survey below: On a scale of 1-5, with 1 being strongly agree, and 5 being strongly disagree, how would you rate the following statements: A) I like waffles. B) I like puppies. c) I think it is morally acceptable to masturbate to pictures of your friends." Current Mood: amused | | Tuesday, May 19th, 2009 | | 1:23 pm |
Disproportionate Quantities of Fun: All the Time
The fun here. It really never stops. This weekend had: top-rope time, bouldering, yoga, a silent auction wherein we raised money for women who need assistance continuing their education, surprise Canadian friends showing up in SF, Costco friends, a day of gorgeous weather, fun people and drinkkies on the edge of a river, and another full day of hanging out with yay friends. I've also been informed that I need to make the FB thing a more active part of my interweb existence (if for no other reason than to not miss announcements of other fun-ness). Hrm. Current Mood: Overwhelmed by the Funz! | | Wednesday, May 13th, 2009 | | 10:22 am |
Costco Amusement Year Round
I love that - even in May - we get email with messages like this: "my dearest costco, have i ever told you that i fucking love you? thanks for sending me that hot young guy in the leather pants while i was showering at my camp." Current Mood: amused | | Saturday, May 9th, 2009 | | 4:35 pm |
Dear Californians,
You are making me miss my non-flakey, fun, easy going, punctual square-state friends in a big way. Just sayin'. On the bright side, at least it's a gorgeous day and I've located my sunblock. Current Mood: irritated | | Wednesday, May 6th, 2009 | | 12:01 pm |
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