Archive | March 2007

we doin’ things that the girls don’t doooo

Mar31

I met Tug through Avi when she mistook me for a guy and proposed marriage to me. Tug rocks. How can you not rock with a name like Tug? (Right, Molly? :) I found this meme chez Tug and decided to play along.

Have you ever had an argument with a teacher?
Yes I have. With the very same teacher who had sex with me while reciting Shakespeare in my dream when I was a high school Sophomore. I liked him enough to challenge him when I didn’t agree with him. He respected that about me.

Can you count in Roman numerals?
Of course I can! What kinda question is this?!

Are you bilingual?
No, I’m multilingual.

Do you know how your car’s engine works?
I turn the key in the ignition and little hamsters start running for their lives in a big wheel. Right?

Can you program the time on a VCR?
I learned this skill when I was in elementary school. I haven’t done it in a while since our VCRs are in a closet upstairs, but I’m sure it’s like riding a bike.

How many email addresses do you have?
I don’t know. 20? A million? A lot.

Do you own a slinky?
No, but I give them out as presents to my friends’ kids so that they stay grounded.

Do you talk to yourself?
The voices in my head do that for me. (Tug’s answer preserved. :)

Do you have a tough time remembering people’s names?
No, that is not a problem I have. I remember the name of pretty much anyone I’ve ever met for longer than 5 minutes. It’s tiring.

Did you go stag to your Senior Prom?
Although I was asked by three guys I chose not to go with any of them. I’m just not a prom kinda gal.

Is any leftover food currently residing in your refrigerator?
Yes, and it will not be eaten. :)

Are you high maintenance?
I guess that depends who you ask. I am opinionated.

How do you want to be proposed to?
In retrospect, no differently than I was.

Do you work out regularly?
I know what is meant by this and I refuse to acknowledge the question.

Do you care about your appearance?
Yes, although I don’t do much to present myself well.

Describe the person of your dreams:
Kind. Respectful. Young, hot, rich, strong hands for massages… What? IT’S.A.DREAM. (Tug’s answer preserved, except I also add: Funny and intelligent.)

Do you like to be tan?
I don’t even know what tan is. I lobster instantly.

If you had your choice of anyone in the world to spend a night with, who would it be?
:) No comment.

How many keys are on your key ring?
Less than 10 on the set I keep in my pants pocket. More than 10 on the set I keep in my jacket pocket.

How much money is in your wallet/purse right at this moment?
I’m too lazy to look, so I’ll just say that there was $40 in there before we went to get breakfast.

What is your favorite spice or seasoning?
Garlic (fresh, powder, whatever, just bring it!)

What does your name mean?
Princess.

Do you give your pets holiday presents?
Only when they’re good girls.

When doing up your jeans, do you button then zip? Or zip then button?
Button then zip.

How far would you go on the first date?
It depends how well I know the person ahead of the date. In my pre-marriage life I tended to become friends with people before I actually dated them. I don’t have a hard and fast rule on this. And if I’m being completely honest, it depends how much electricity I feel the moment I meet the person.

Do you sleep on your side? Stomach? Back?
Usually my side/onto stomach. Before I had a back injury I enjoyed sleeping on my back. Now it hurts like hell so I don’t do that.

Have you attended a high school reunion yet?
Yes, this past winter. It was the dullest thing I’ve pretty much ever been to. Luckily, it was at a bar so I went over to the live performance side and watched the band play.

Are you ticklish? Where?
Sometimes. I’d rather not say where since I am likely to meet a fair number of you this year and I know the first thing you’ll do is test my tickle tolerance. ;)

Would you rather change your past or know your future?
I’d rather know my future, my past made me who I am today, & I’m OK with that. (Tug, you are so brilliant!)

Do you believe in saving yourself for marriage?
Haaaaaaaaaaa. Good one!

Would you pick up a hitchhiker?
Perhaps with the hood of my car as I drive my car at him. I actually did pick up a female hitchhiker once because she stood in front of my car crying. I drove her two miles then she jumped out of the car, still sobbing, and I never saw her again.

Would you consider yourself a worrier?
I strive to not worry, but I worry.

Do you notice when your crush/significant other changes something about themselves?
Yes.

Do your first impressions of people usually stick?
Yes, I’ve got a really good sense like that. (Tug… Tug… This is why I like you.)

What movie(s) can you watch over and over?
These are the ones I can think of just this second: Groundhog Day, Scrooged, LOTR: Fellowship, Star Wars, Clockwatchers, Secretary, Real Genius, You’ve Got Mail (ugh, I know). Edit: I can’t believe I forgot Ferris Bueller’s Day Off! I’m sure there are more. Edit edit: Yup. Office Space!

Do you like to cook?
I love to cook.

Do plants die in your care?
I try not to let them, but sometimes their suicidal tendencies win.

What’s one thing you feel you must do in your life before it ends?
Go back to Europe, go to Australia, go to countries where I don’t speak a word of the language and see what trouble I can find. I’m very interested in testing my survival skills. :)

talk nerdy to me

Mar29

I’m convinced one of these people is my ex-boyfriend. And since there’s only one person whose face you can’t see I think you can guess which one. Oh, that was such a mercy dating situation…

If I can spare you the trouble, allow me to say that if you don’t want to go out with someone then you just shouldn’t do it. If you do want to go out with someone then you should go for it. Simple as that. If you are unsure which way you’re waffling on the matter then it’s safe to say you shouldn’t do it or you should ask Poppy for advice.

AI quickie and idiom spotcheck

Mar29

I am not kidding when I say I was really drunk last night. I watched American Idol’s vote-off show but I only remember bits and pieces: Gwen performed a less than enthusiastic Sweet Escape and Chris Sligh got kicked off before his time. He wasn’t going to win the whole thing, but he wasn’t the worst last night. I enjoyed him while he was around. Such is life.

Did you know that in French the idiom equivalent of “such is life” is “c’est la vie, c’est la guerre”? Idioms are so fascinating to me…

Cautious optimism is not worth my time, but it’s happening anyway.

Mar29

Date: Thu, 29 Mar 2007 10:59:02 -0400
From: CNN Breaking News
Reply-To: newseditor@MAIL.CNN.COM
To: TEXTBREAKINGNEWS@CNNIMAIL12.CNN.COM
Subject: CNN Breaking News

– The U.S. Senate today passed a war spending bill that would require U.S. combat troops to leave Iraq by the end of March 2008, ignoring a veto threat from President Bush.

dont tout le monde ne m’intéresse plus

Mar29

I seem to have lost my fanatic interest in celebrity gossip. I still glance at the stories through Google Reader, but I basically have a “laissez-faire” attitude (see definition #2) about the whole thing. Apparently I’m evolving. Into what I do not know. Perhaps, considering the number of my favorite bloggers who have done the same, I shall evolve into a knitter. I won’t hold my breath on that but I do very much enjoy all your hard work and gorgeous projects that result. I am perpetually impressed by your patience and creativity. Yes, I’m talking to you. :)

hair of the dog that bit me*

Mar29

My hair is a total disaster today. Some days when I’m trying to be super quick in the shower I use Pert Plus 2-in-1 shampoo plus conditioner. Except we buy the kind that is formulated for Hay’s hair, called “normal”. My hair? Not normal. My hair? Frizzy when left to its own devices. I have to use smoothing products or else I look like Little Orphan Annie on crack. (Actually, that’s what my next door neighbor looks like. I tend to look more like Pepper, but with lighter hair.) I’m not submitting a photo for you. I’m getting a haircut this weekend, which is code for “my hair looks like shit right now” so I guess it being a frizzbomb isn’t much worse than what it normally looks like lately. Also, I haven’t had highlights in quite a while now so I have blonde and red streaks that start at my nose but the top of my hair is my natural color. Disastre.

And, completely without segue, an incomplete recap of yesterday:

Yesterday I smooth talked my way into a ride with the chief of police so I could help him with his computer in regards to the project my supervisor asked me to work on with his group. He was visiting my office building for a meeting, so it seemed like a logical request on my part, despite my secret ulterior motives. ;) On our way out the door of my office building he felt obligated to call his wife, which just made me smile. Was he calling his wife to make it known he has one? To make sure he stayed a good boy? Or because she calls every five minutes and he better answer? Any one of the reasons amuses me. I was expecting a ride in a cruiser, but it was just his regular car. :( I’ll leave the details inside my mind, but I had a very good hour and a half at the station. (Sorry to leave you hanging, perhaps you’d like to visit the inside of my brain for a minute? … … … Yah, wasn’t that fun? :)

The chief did ask me if I wanted him to arrange for an officer to drive me back to my office, but I refused and walked back. When I returned to my office I smooth talked one of the systems administrators into giving me a ride to a farewell party for one of the other SAs who is moving away to work for a very prominent technology company. The SA who gave me a ride actually lives down the road from me, so it’s not like it was really out of his way to do so, but it still felt devious. :) At said gathering we all drank beer, ate pizza, and talked loudly (because we all got a bit trashed after being served lots of tasty beer but no food for the first hour there). I am very glad that the SA drove home, because I couldn’t really see straight after consuming my two whole beers. (I have already been told I am a lightweight by Hay. Thank you for thinking that so loudly that I can hear you through the screen, though.) When I got home I was somehow able to get my stuff out of his car, walk up the porch steps to a door that Hay had opened for me, then stumble over to the fridge to get myself lots of ice water for the purposes of sobering up. Don’t get me wrong, I quite enjoy the buzz, but it’s only fun when there are other people around me who are in the same state of mind. Otherwise it’s just sad. :) I think it took me probably 2 or 3 hours to finally sober up. I’m getting old. I even had to take something for a headache. I never used to get headaches. So sad, so very very sad. What will I do when I see ACW and Mel in July?! I’m going to be sitting under the table puking my guts out and holding the contents of my brain in!

*I had a Starbucks mocha frappuccino coffee drink this morning, not another beer. I just like the title.