December 18, 2008
The weather caused the cancellation of dinner with my friends last night, and delayed the delivery of my new gadget by a day. Rats!
I was so looking forward to opening up that box tonight, but it’s probably for the best that it won’t be delivered until tomorrow. I’m pretty sure that there are more productive things I should be doing tonight that don’t include endlessly playing with a pretty new computer.
I’m glad the weather’s back to bright skies, though still frigidly-cold, because my friends up in the desert have been snowed in since yesterday. She scared me when she told me about their driving home from dinner. They were sliding all over the road, and had to help dig out three neighbors when they finally arrived at her sister’s house, as well as the ambulance and the fire truck that got stuck in a drift. They had to dig out a fire truck. That’s just wrong. And weird. And for all of you cold weather dwellers out there laughing at me, laugh away. A foot of snow + SoCal drivers who forget how to drive in rain = freaks me out.
August 27, 2008
*looking around*
Is it really Wednesday? The last Wednesday of the month? Already?
Geez.
I feel like it’s been ages since I last blogged, and it’s probably due to the action-packed-ness of life. Let’s see. When we last met … oh, that was yesterday? Good grief!
Well, since yesterday I’ve:
~ discovered that I would need to make 81% more money than I do now to be “equally comfortable” in New York.
~ forced myself to go to a networking event in the downtown area (I hate driving in downtown, especially during high traffic), exchanged business cards with two people, and got out of the scary dark neighborhood safely.
~ met with NY friends who were in town for a couple days, and recommended that they try public transportation to get back to the airport. Happy to report that went smooth as silk, and they enjoyed not sitting in traffic greatly.
Spending since Friday?
~ we had a mandatory work event on Saturday so I combined a help-a-coworker-out situation with the work event so we could carpool part of the way: + saved on a little gas.
~ went to tea with a coupla the gals: – $14
~ visited a comic shop: priceless (and I didn’t spend anything): $0
~ bought ten pounds of pork shoulder ribs (that’ll last our family a good while, we cook it various ways and I like pork): – $10
~ did my “home”work at Borders: free air conditioning! and made money, of course.
~ brother actually paid a bit of money towards household bills: + $100
~ missed a friend’s 21st birthday party because my train was late: $0
~ went to the networking event at a bar: $0
~ went to another bar afterwards to meet up with my friends: $4 for a burger I bought before getting TO the bar. Tacky? Only if the staff were around. We hung out on the patio after 10 when drinks were no longer allowed outside so there were no witnesses, and their kitchen was closed by the time I got there anyway.
My car is being a brat and celebrating our fifth year together by falling apart in tiny ways:
1. The auto lock on the driver’s side doesn’t work.
2. The window on the passenger’s side doesn’t work.
3. The “cabin” light switch needs strange toggling to work.
4. The heater went out this morning.
May 27, 2008
I’m just not ready for anything serious today, apparently, because I’m blogging to tell you that I’m 25, and still have trouble with drinking. Honestly, what’s so difficult about paying attention when you’ve picked up a glass of liquid and are holding it up to your lips? All kinds of difficult, apparently, and I end up with eyes THIS WIDE because there’s now cold water… trickling … down my shirt! *shudder*
Such an unpleasant wake-up call.
May 23, 2008
Coworker to me: You’re the healthiest crack addict I’ve ever met. Clear skin, got all your teeth, you even smell good!
Me: Uh…. what?
Coworker: What’d you say about crack just now?
Me: Oh! ….. Actually, I said my joints were crackling.
Coworker: Huh. Ok.
April 3, 2008
The secretary handed me a subscriber copy of Lucky magazine yesterday.
Addressed to me.
At work.
??
It appears, according to the mailing label, that I have a subscription through the end of the year. If my puzzlement isn’t entirely evident, I’m confused. I have no idea where this subscription came from, nor do I know why it’s going to my work address. I never send any sort of postal mail to work, that’s weird.
I asked my coworkers if any of them were trying to hint that I need help with either shopping or style, but they all denied responsibility. There doesn’t seem to be any indication that this is a gift subscription, either.
Interesting.
February 7, 2008
It’s definitely been one of those weeks. Bills looming, wee little paychecks scrambling to keep up … you know, the usual.
Except ……
I’ve been coming down with this cold for days, with a nasty, bone-rattling cough, swollen throat and sneezes two times too big for my body.
Then…..
Every single day this week, I’ve hurt myself somehow. Two days ago, I nearly broke my hip running into the edge of Coworker’s desk coming out of the kitchen, then took out the same side again on the restroom doorknob yesterday. And, of course, the entire office is laughing at me now because I hit the door frame with my elbow going to wash my hands. I think the secretary’s going to burst something, she’s laughing so hard. I’m like a gawky 13-year-old.
And ….
Ergonomics? Nah. I can’t stop trying to sit with my legs crossed for the life of me. My physical therapist, whom I haven’t seen in three MONTHS, told me to stop doing that because it’s not good for my posture. When did I get old enough to have posture problems, by the by?? So I’m firmly planting my feet on the stepstool that keeps my feet level, otherwise they’d be dangling a foot off the ground. Firmly, with conviction. Only to find my right leg sneakily, slowly, steathily creeping back ’round to cross over the left leg. Stop! Why is it so hard to break habits??
