It's 1:30am. My doorbell rang 3 times in rapid sequence. I thought somebody was dying in the street. So I scurry my self to the door in my jammies and a blanket. When who to my wondering eyes should appear...but a black man with a shovel, no tiny reindeer.
"I'm sorry to bother you"....stop right there. You're sure as shit not sorry; you may continue. "I just moved in across the street. My girlfriend ran out of diapers, my baby is just 7 months old. I really need to buy diapers at the gas station but I don't have enough money."
I think to myself, "Is this guy serious? He just rang my doorbell in the middle of the night 3 times, I don't even know him, and he wants me to give him money because he can't count diapers?"
Going back to bed, if I can fall asleep.
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02/15/2007 01:39 #38160
diaper dutyCategory: potpourri
02/13/2007 13:03 #38131
ants in my pantsCategory: potpourri
Why I can't wait to graduate:
My cohort is full of immature tards- someone actually threw a spit ball in class last night.
One of my co-workers makes me want to hang myself.
Grad students get the shaft at this school.
I will get paid what I deserve to do the same thing I do now.
13 years is a looooong ass time to be in higher education.
In other news, I went out with my landlord and his boyfriend last night. I had just finished my homework when they knocked on the door. They bought me Guinness, it made me a very happy girl. I heart Guinness.
Oh! I DO get to go to Boston for this long presidents weekend, YAY!
My cohort is full of immature tards- someone actually threw a spit ball in class last night.
One of my co-workers makes me want to hang myself.
Grad students get the shaft at this school.
I will get paid what I deserve to do the same thing I do now.
13 years is a looooong ass time to be in higher education.
In other news, I went out with my landlord and his boyfriend last night. I had just finished my homework when they knocked on the door. They bought me Guinness, it made me a very happy girl. I heart Guinness.
Oh! I DO get to go to Boston for this long presidents weekend, YAY!
twisted - 02/13/07 21:11
Have a great time in Boston! I'm bummed that for the second year in a row I won't be making my annual Presidents Day pilgrimage there for the :::link::: 24-hour sci-fi movie marathon (as previously lamented in (e:twisted,303) . But if you have 24 hours to spare, maybe you can check it out. ;-)
p.s. -- when searching to see if I'd ever posted about the marathon, (e:twisted,307) also turned up. I only mention it because the title is taken from Pete Yorn's debut album, and it just so happens I am MISSING seeing Pete Yorn (with Aqualung) at the Fillmore tonight (unless I pay scalper prices or hustle up a craigslist date quick). I'm sorry to commandeer your post with a comment that is now 95% unrelated, but how random is that! Have I mentioned lately how much I love having a journal that keeps track of these random ironies? Thanks, (e:Paul).
Have a great time in Boston! I'm bummed that for the second year in a row I won't be making my annual Presidents Day pilgrimage there for the :::link::: 24-hour sci-fi movie marathon (as previously lamented in (e:twisted,303) . But if you have 24 hours to spare, maybe you can check it out. ;-)
p.s. -- when searching to see if I'd ever posted about the marathon, (e:twisted,307) also turned up. I only mention it because the title is taken from Pete Yorn's debut album, and it just so happens I am MISSING seeing Pete Yorn (with Aqualung) at the Fillmore tonight (unless I pay scalper prices or hustle up a craigslist date quick). I'm sorry to commandeer your post with a comment that is now 95% unrelated, but how random is that! Have I mentioned lately how much I love having a journal that keeps track of these random ironies? Thanks, (e:Paul).
ladycroft - 02/13/07 20:39
well you see, there have been people i didn't really care for as co-workers, but i could tolerate them. this is really the first person that brings this level of hostility to mind.
well you see, there have been people i didn't really care for as co-workers, but i could tolerate them. this is really the first person that brings this level of hostility to mind.
mrmike - 02/13/07 20:38
Guinness and Boston. How perfectly awesome is that? Good for you.
Guinness and Boston. How perfectly awesome is that? Good for you.
imk2 - 02/13/07 18:32
yup, i agree.
yup, i agree.
metalpeter - 02/13/07 18:02
(e:knife) is correct that most of the time you will have one co-worker that will drive you crazzy. Hope you have a great time in Boston.
(e:knife) is correct that most of the time you will have one co-worker that will drive you crazzy. Hope you have a great time in Boston.
knife - 02/13/07 15:17
not to rain on your parade, and way to soon be graduating, but......you will pretty much always have a co-worker that makes you want to hang yourself or them. not trying to be a downer, it's just one of those things in life everybody has to deal w/.
=)
not to rain on your parade, and way to soon be graduating, but......you will pretty much always have a co-worker that makes you want to hang yourself or them. not trying to be a downer, it's just one of those things in life everybody has to deal w/.
=)
02/11/2007 13:43 #38112
egypt: day 1Category: travel
I was cleaning my room this morning and came across the ripped sheets from an old journal. I had meant to insert the writings into another journal and never did. Then I realized my trip to Egypt was exactly 3 years ago. So I'm going to share my journal with you.
Egypt: Day 1
How do I begin to tell the tale of Lady Croft and her Egyptian adventures!? Slightly smelly, yet enthusiastic, I tote my canvas backpack through Charles de Gaulle airport to make my connecting flight. I find Laura and Eric waiting with open arms. I do wish more Americans would greet with hugs and kisses.
We board our plane, destination Cairo. Immediately I get a crash course in Arabic from Eric. I daze in and out of consciousness, as I've been awake 30 hours already. Probably not the best time to learn a new language but I'm a trooper. We touch down in Cairo after a sunny glide over the Greek islands and the Mediterranean Sea.
I drop my $15 USD for my visa, 2 postage looking stamps, lick em and stick em in my passport and head through immigration. Oh my I have to pee so badly! I spot a tiny bathroom in the corner; I think it's for women? A short and plump older woman greets me at the door. Welcome to Egypt, here is your one square of one ply toilet paper, that will be $1. Eric and I discussed the culture of 'baksheesh', share the wealth, but I hadn't had time to change any money. I give her a quarter. Perhaps another souvenir from the inconsiderate American girl with bubble gum and super fly sun shades.
My eyes are so heavy but if I sleep now it will take me a week to adjust. That is remedied quickly when we climb into a Mercedes and head to Eric's apartment. Traffic is insane. Drivers are insane. I practically hold my breath the entire 30-minute ride. I drop my gear and head out to dinner. I thought the car ride was bad, until I cross my first street. Holy fucking human Frogger Batman!!! I'm clinging to Eric's arm as he tells me to try to relax, don't run, and just go as he goes. I honestly don't know if I've ever been more fearful in my life.
Dinner is amazing. I love this dish called kosheri. Lentils, vermicelli, tomato base, garlic, onion, pasta, rice....vegetarian heaven. We walk back to the apartment, this time I simply hold Eric's arm and close my eyes to cross the road. I round the night off with a powerful rum and seltzer and pass out. Sunlight awakens me at 1 in the afternoon. I'm ready for the day.
Egypt: Day 1
How do I begin to tell the tale of Lady Croft and her Egyptian adventures!? Slightly smelly, yet enthusiastic, I tote my canvas backpack through Charles de Gaulle airport to make my connecting flight. I find Laura and Eric waiting with open arms. I do wish more Americans would greet with hugs and kisses.
We board our plane, destination Cairo. Immediately I get a crash course in Arabic from Eric. I daze in and out of consciousness, as I've been awake 30 hours already. Probably not the best time to learn a new language but I'm a trooper. We touch down in Cairo after a sunny glide over the Greek islands and the Mediterranean Sea.
I drop my $15 USD for my visa, 2 postage looking stamps, lick em and stick em in my passport and head through immigration. Oh my I have to pee so badly! I spot a tiny bathroom in the corner; I think it's for women? A short and plump older woman greets me at the door. Welcome to Egypt, here is your one square of one ply toilet paper, that will be $1. Eric and I discussed the culture of 'baksheesh', share the wealth, but I hadn't had time to change any money. I give her a quarter. Perhaps another souvenir from the inconsiderate American girl with bubble gum and super fly sun shades.
My eyes are so heavy but if I sleep now it will take me a week to adjust. That is remedied quickly when we climb into a Mercedes and head to Eric's apartment. Traffic is insane. Drivers are insane. I practically hold my breath the entire 30-minute ride. I drop my gear and head out to dinner. I thought the car ride was bad, until I cross my first street. Holy fucking human Frogger Batman!!! I'm clinging to Eric's arm as he tells me to try to relax, don't run, and just go as he goes. I honestly don't know if I've ever been more fearful in my life.
Dinner is amazing. I love this dish called kosheri. Lentils, vermicelli, tomato base, garlic, onion, pasta, rice....vegetarian heaven. We walk back to the apartment, this time I simply hold Eric's arm and close my eyes to cross the road. I round the night off with a powerful rum and seltzer and pass out. Sunlight awakens me at 1 in the afternoon. I'm ready for the day.
codypomeray - 02/13/07 23:22
i love your journal entry. i find it fascinating reading other peoples travel journals/logs, probably because i have not really done any travling myself. my first big trip will be puerto rico in november for my friends wedding. its a pig roast on the beach. something you would probably appreciate, a beachy chill wedding outside of rincon. my friends are total surfer bums, they got engaged in new zealand. cool peeps. anyways. post more travel stuff!!! love it. oh and i do have ONE solitary pic from the polar bear. i will get some from my friends for you and post them.
i love your journal entry. i find it fascinating reading other peoples travel journals/logs, probably because i have not really done any travling myself. my first big trip will be puerto rico in november for my friends wedding. its a pig roast on the beach. something you would probably appreciate, a beachy chill wedding outside of rincon. my friends are total surfer bums, they got engaged in new zealand. cool peeps. anyways. post more travel stuff!!! love it. oh and i do have ONE solitary pic from the polar bear. i will get some from my friends for you and post them.
02/09/2007 17:13 #38089
motivationCategory: potpourri
My brother got married in August 2005. I shared my sister's camera as I did not yet own a digital. It took her a year to send me a disc with the pics on them. Then I lost the discs during my move and have just recently discovered their location. As I was going through them, adjusting sizes and whatnot, I came to a realization. I was in such better shape than I am now. The difference jumps out at you.
I know I have an excuse for the most recent 20 pounds, my medication. I have since switched medications and that excess weight is slowly melting away. Yet, I will still be about 20 pounds heavier than in these photos. It's crazy I tell you, crazy! What a difference 20 pounds makes in a person. What's even more disturbing is that at the time these photos were taken, I was already 20 pounds heavier than I always have been!!!
According to my simple calculations, that means I am actually 60 pounds heavier than my body traditional rests at. WAKE UP CALL. Of course being depressed you don't really care about your appearance. The inside was, and always will be, much more important. Now that the meds have been kicking for quite some time, I feel I'm in a place where I am ready to start making the effort to change my outward appearance.
So, I'm posting a few of these shots not for narcissistic gratification but for motivation. Plus, there's that funny one of (e:lilho) and I when we first met. She babysat my brother's wedding. Ciao.
at the falls
i broke my shades with my big strong butt
with lil sis (apparently i like this stance)
my date bernard
putting my bike away before rehersal dinner....look how freaking white my legs are!
with lilho
I know I have an excuse for the most recent 20 pounds, my medication. I have since switched medications and that excess weight is slowly melting away. Yet, I will still be about 20 pounds heavier than in these photos. It's crazy I tell you, crazy! What a difference 20 pounds makes in a person. What's even more disturbing is that at the time these photos were taken, I was already 20 pounds heavier than I always have been!!!
According to my simple calculations, that means I am actually 60 pounds heavier than my body traditional rests at. WAKE UP CALL. Of course being depressed you don't really care about your appearance. The inside was, and always will be, much more important. Now that the meds have been kicking for quite some time, I feel I'm in a place where I am ready to start making the effort to change my outward appearance.
So, I'm posting a few of these shots not for narcissistic gratification but for motivation. Plus, there's that funny one of (e:lilho) and I when we first met. She babysat my brother's wedding. Ciao.
at the falls
i broke my shades with my big strong butt
with lil sis (apparently i like this stance)
my date bernard
putting my bike away before rehersal dinner....look how freaking white my legs are!
with lilho
museumchick - 02/10/07 13:37
Those look really nice! I like the one of you with your bicycle a lot.
Those look really nice! I like the one of you with your bicycle a lot.
theecarey - 02/10/07 00:05
Awesome pics! I hear ya, and I know you--It will all roll off. Lets start training for Muddy Buddy :)
It is motivating to see pictures. I, um, just found my 'wake up call' pictures. Was half tempted to post them, but decided against it. Not ready to unleash Skinny-Carey pics to the world. First i'll post them around my apartment.
Can you print from work? I could print a pic or two of yours if I have enough ink in my printer (if you'd like). I like that you have these, I remember all that wedding craziness! All your helpful hard work!
oh, hehe, Bernard! at *your* family wedding.
memories.. that was a fun summer.
Awesome pics! I hear ya, and I know you--It will all roll off. Lets start training for Muddy Buddy :)
It is motivating to see pictures. I, um, just found my 'wake up call' pictures. Was half tempted to post them, but decided against it. Not ready to unleash Skinny-Carey pics to the world. First i'll post them around my apartment.
Can you print from work? I could print a pic or two of yours if I have enough ink in my printer (if you'd like). I like that you have these, I remember all that wedding craziness! All your helpful hard work!
oh, hehe, Bernard! at *your* family wedding.
memories.. that was a fun summer.
libertad - 02/09/07 22:20
I love those pictures...all of them! The first one you look like a movie star. The second one has an expression on you that I would never have imagined you making. You have really cute short hair. The fourth picture I thought you were wearing white stockings. That is lilho?!
I love those pictures...all of them! The first one you look like a movie star. The second one has an expression on you that I would never have imagined you making. You have really cute short hair. The fourth picture I thought you were wearing white stockings. That is lilho?!
imk2 - 02/09/07 21:40
you look so cute in those photos. you can join yoga classes with us. we go on wednesday nights at the trimain building on main.
you look so cute in those photos. you can join yoga classes with us. we go on wednesday nights at the trimain building on main.
imk2 - 02/09/07 21:39
metalpeter - 02/09/07 19:13
Nice pictures. Maybe it is just me but in the last one with the simalur facial expresions you two almost look related. I do agree that what is on the inside is more important then the outside. But I'm sure if you wana drop weight you can do it in a healthy way and get it done.
Nice pictures. Maybe it is just me but in the last one with the simalur facial expresions you two almost look related. I do agree that what is on the inside is more important then the outside. But I'm sure if you wana drop weight you can do it in a healthy way and get it done.
lilho - 02/09/07 19:06
oooh. i look bad in the pic. why do i look like a 30+ mom?
oooh. i look bad in the pic. why do i look like a 30+ mom?
02/08/2007 16:47 #38071
bad dreamCategory: dream
I had a bad dream last night. Apparently I was on a job interview at a large school in North Carolina. They wanted me to watch a video about the school however they had me sitting inside a stadium and the video was playing on a TV outside. Oh, let me also mention there was a pep rally going on! There was a marching band, screaming fans, bull horns, pom-poms - the whole nine yards. Girls kept coming up to me and saying weird things like, "you're hair ain't big nuf for this state" and "your eye shadow is perfectly layered". It was so chaotic and anxiety provoking.
I leave the 'interview' to check my e-mail and I had a disturbing message. It read, "You................will not hear from me or see me ever again, Timka." I didn't like it, at all.
I leave the 'interview' to check my e-mail and I had a disturbing message. It read, "You................will not hear from me or see me ever again, Timka." I didn't like it, at all.
Just FYI, I only opened the inner door and talked to the guy through the hallway. I'm not crazy.
Yeah I almost never answer my door these days. Unless I'm expecting something from UPS/Fedex, it stays shut. I figure if it's important (i.e. someone I know) they'll call me. Hell no would I get up to open at 2am.
That is crazzy It sounds so non legit. But I it almost sounds crazzier that he is doing that to get money for something else, like drugs, beer, gas. If it was me at that time of night and I didn't know the guy (assuming there is a way to see him) that door is staying shut. Not to be parinoid I have always thought that it would be a good idea to have a verry small hiden camera on the porch so that when someone knocks or rings the bell you can see who it is on a little monitor.
very odd indeed
? that is strange. ???