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14
Oct
08

prodigalgeekgirl

Surprisingly enough, I’m not dead. I haven’t renounced all things scifi, I still know how to turn on a computer, and my friends still laugh when I opine about Neil Gaiman.

What did happen is a long, long period of feeling completely uncreative. It seemed like everyone in my life actually had one but me, and every time I started to muster the motivation to post it seemed like I just didn’t have the mental energy.

So, here’s the short and sweet idea of how things have been for me the last few months, and then perhaps I can get back to business as usual.

  • In July I went to Las Vegas with some friends to see the Star Trek Experience before it closed. I gambled exactly 1 dollar in a casino so I could say I had, got sunburned walking the Hoover Dam, and drank something with dry ice in Quark’s bar that emitted many satisfying clouds of spacey vapor. Much fun was had by all, and I have some lovely Starfleet earrings to remember the experience by.
  • In August I applied for and obtained a new position at a VERY big company. Better benefits, better money, and I got to move back to the town I loved to live in when I was here for graduate school – and would never have left if not for the former fiance. Currently I am couchsurfing at various friend’s houses, trying to save up some money before I find a place of my own. Mom is keeping the dog and cat for me, and I really miss them!
  • I also miss my niece and nephew, both of whom turned 1 recently. Cute doesn’t even begin to describe them.
  • I’ve finally made it through all seasons of Buffy, Angel, and the comic. Almost twice in fact. How did I not know about this when it was on air originally?

Right now I’m really focused on trying to do well at my new job – it is very different from what I’m used to, and I want to make a good impression and be able to be proud of myself. I’ve already had to learn lots of new things, which is what I wanted – my old job had lost some of its challenge, even though I mostly liked it and I had some really good friends there.

And… it’s about time for me to call it a night! I’m attempting to stay off the computer for an hour before I sleep… we’ll see how long that lasts. 🙂

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14
Feb
08

valentine’s day thought

bite me subversive cross stitch
Almost makes me want to take up cross stitch again.
13
Feb
08

sense and sensibility

I watched it for the eleventy-billionth time last night, my local lovely Target had the dvd for 5 bucks, quite a steal.

sense

Observations:

  • Hugh Laurie is eternally awesome (I didn’t remember that he was Mr. Palmer. I mean I did, but I didn’t, you know? Is there anything that he isn’t amazing in?)
  • Emma Thompson holds more talent in her left toe than me and my entire family, including the third cousin who is a somewhat well known song writer.
  • Alan Rickman is so much more attractive to me now than when I was 13. At least in this movie – not feeling the whole Snape thing.
  • Ang Lee directs things you would not expect.
  • I cried at the end. Again. As always.

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Long story short: I still *heart* this movie. It is on the shortlist of things that I could leave on an endless loop and never get tired of watching. I think since I am lacking my very own valentine, I will have myself a nice little Jane Austen marathon and dream of large estates in the English countryside.

P.S. Hi!

P.P.S. I missed you.

06
Jan
08

best friends

j-shizzle = jenn s.
eyes only = me

[21:35] j-shizzle: moving on. i love Charming , but single.

[21:35] eyes only: isnt she the coolest?

[21:36] j-shizzle: very much so.

[21:38] eyes only: I aspire to write as funnily bla bla as she does

[21:38] j-shizzle: her and Pamie.

[21:42] eyes only: oh god
[21:42] eyes only: pamie is my girl crush for all time

[21:43] j-shizzle: lol

[21:43] eyes only: sometimes I feel creepy about adoring her so much – I feel like I know her because she is so open, and yet I don’t

[21:44] j-shizzle: lesbian mind sex?

[21:44] eyes only: lol
[21:44] eyes only: exactly
[21:45] eyes only: only with you do terms like lesbian mind sex come up in normal everyday conversation

[21:46] j-shizzle: what? This is not normal! Bah! Say you!
[21:46] j-shizzle: (semi intelligent normal everyday conversation)

[21:48] eyes only: normal j-shizzle and eyes only conversation
[21:48] eyes only: though… if you were going to go gay for anyone, who would it be?
[21:48] eyes only: besides pamie:)

[21:48] j-shizzle: hmmm. give me a min to think.
[21:54] j-shizzle: The chick who plays Callie on Greys
[21:54] j-shizzle: Sara what’s her face

[21:58] eyes only: I can see that
[21:59] eyes only: shes hot
[21:59] eyes only: I was thinking along america ferrera lines myself

[21:59] j-shizzle
: She seems like a brain too.

[21:59] eyes only: possibly diablo cody though – she is hilarious

[22:02] j-shizzle: nice.

06
Jan
08

saturday outfit


Was this t-shirt and jeans. Even though I haven’t seen much of the old school BSG, I couldn’t resist when I saw this on eBay.

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My work IT department has been making noises about removing mp3 files from the employee’s pc’s, which aside from being completely unreasonable is a pain in the ass, because I have at least 30gb of music on that pc organized with star ratings, smart playlists, etc. My major task for today is to try and export my iTunes library including all metadata to my external harddrive. I’m waiting for the files to copy over now, and once that completes I’m going to take the dog for a walk – it’s a lovely breezy day, not too cold, and I need to get out of the house!

04
Jan
08

bloggish

Sadly the magnolia seed header image is taking a vacation. I liked the old layout as far as colors and flexibility are concerned, but it was a little busy and the column for the posts was narrower than I would have liked. I’ll probably keep playing with it until I find something new I like – I’m almost tempted to pay wordpress for the ability to customize my stylesheet, but I just feel icky paying for a blogging service that doesn’t allow me to monetize.

I added a couple of things to the sidebar: my twitter feed and flickr images. I’ve only had twitter for a day or two and I know it’s old news, but it is kind of fun. You can enter keywords you would like to track and then relevant tweets will be sent to your feed, so naturally I added star trek, battlestar galactica, etc. to mine. I of course don’t have access at work but it can be used with instant messaging software, your cell phone, and e-mail, and I can track my feed through google reader. It’s like the facebook status updates on steroids.

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Other than that not much is going on – I’m still working my way through Buffy Season 2, and no I didn’t borrow from the guy at work, I’m netflixing it like the chicken I am. Sigh. Last night I had some sort of sleeping fit and went to bed at 7pm, I’m sure my roommate thought I was dead, thankfully she let the dog out to do her thing before bed without being asked, which was very nice. She probably felt guilty after her dog ate my ravioli with parmesan, spinach, and chicken off of the stove before I had time to put the leftovers in the fridge. Frakking ill-mannered wildebeast.

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My dishwasher has decided it doesn’t have to drain any more, it overflowed into the kitchen and it took the combined efforts of 5 bath towels and a mop to clean up the mess. I’m still waiting for the water to drain, I hate having to call the plumber but things are looking grim.

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What else, what else. It’s friday, I’m blogging when I should be working, I had lunch at Subway with my mom (we split a turkey sandwich), and I didn’t call my dad and call him a racist asshole, so the blog entry did its trick. All in all things are looking well heading into this first weekend of 2008, I may even feel a little cheerfulness springing up from the depths of my soul, and really, what more can we ask in this life?

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gingerbread trifle

Random picture of the day: my Christmas gingerbread trifle, containing layers of coffee pudding, vanilla and chocolate mousse (heavy cream, egg whites, sugar), home made gingerbread men, home made shortbread, nuts and and a candy cane. The best part was beating the candy cane to bits with a hammer.

01
Jan
08

I’m having a moment – don’t read if you are looking for something uplifting

Things I wanted to say to my “father” during my Christmas phone call:

I wish you would actually come visit sometime without the stepfamily, I don’t remember the last time you made time just for me, or for any of my siblings for that matter. I really don’t give a damn about how well my stepbrother is doing in school or about the contest my stepsister won when you would never have been able to answer those questions about me. Moving six hours away from your teenage children and rarely visiting was selfish, hurtful, and idiotic. One day when you are in a nursing home and rarely visited you will regret alienating us.

You know, maybe instead of giving me some ugly jewelry for christmas that you don’t even know if I’ll like (here’s a hint: no – I don’t even like gold), maybe you could help me pay for the dental work I need or get new brakes for my car so I don’t die driving downhill? Of course I will smile and say thank you when receiving any gift I’m given, but if you knew anything about me you’d know a gift certificate to Amazon would make my holiday. Mom knew exactly what I would like – you could have manned up and asked her.

How about instead of a down payment on a boat you help my brother buy diapers and medical care for his child? Or better yet, college tuition so he won’t have to go into debt to get an education?

I hate Nascar, football, and your stupid-ass “classic” car. I also hate racism, and if I hear one more comment about Mexicans or black people from you I’m going to have permanent damage from biting my tongue. I put up with your redneck asshole ways because you are family, but that is the only reason – and seriously, your wife is of Mexican descent. Shouldn’t your stance on immigration be just slightly more tolerant? How in the hell do you think our ancestors even got to this country? Aside from your 1/4 Native American blood you are 100% caucasian pasty white European stock (or I guess 75%, whatever), and they did not spring fully formed from the cabbage patch in Virginia, they took the damn lice infested boat to Ellis Island or wherever like everybody else did looking for a better place to raise their families and try to get by. Who the hell do you think you are to deny those kinds of opportunities to someone else?

For your information, I have no intention of pretending to like sports in order to impress a man, and frankly dating advice from a guy currently working on alienating a 4th wife is kind of insulting. If I wanted to marry an emotionally stunted redneck asshole I would have been pregnant and barefoot long ago.

Telling me you love me (when we actually converse) is no substitute for the real thing. What you really mean is you’re glad I exist in a vague sort of way but it really doesn’t affect your existence in any meaningful manner. So you know, when I say I love you what I really mean is I’m grateful you contributed sperm and the child support the courts forced out of you. Just so we’re all clear.

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Sorry about that folks. I’m working up to discussing some things with my father that I’ve been too cowardly to bring up before, but letting loose with a bitter diatribe on all his character faults will do no one any good, so instead I’m venting in your direction. Much safer. I have written some truly horrific e-mails in my time that would have been much better suited to an (at least somewhat) anonymous blog, and I am learning from my mistakes! Thank the internet gods for free therapy:)




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