while riffling through my parents garage. then the computer room closet. then my old bedroom closet. searching for the perfect accessories for our costumes next weekend. i found them. my collection of nerf guns. mini. dart guns. i have three. i am not positive why. i am sure they were purchased to torment my brother. but i save everything. and now they are coming in handy. perfect for the costumes. to celebrate serious business's hubby's bday. she is throwing a super action freakout party. so untitled, scooter, untitled's man and i. are joining together. i can not reveal the characters. as it is a secret to the other party goers. but i can reassure. we will be the most comfortable. as we will not be wearing spandex.
i also stumbled across two super soakers. brother's and mine. they were from our summer days working on fort. cleaning houses. i forgot to mention in my previous post. when describing the best summer job ever. not only did we work with our friends. take naps. with minimal labor. we also had water gun fights. well not fights. more like sneak attacks. battles. we would go to other crew's houses. and open fire. i usually left the day soaking wet. as inbloom and i were the only girls. prime targets. always unsuspecting to the guys. but we held our own. every crew had mini vans or work vans. so we would also do drive bys. opening the sliding door. and attacking a target. sometimes make water balloons. drive through open fields. practice jumping in and out. all while we were getting paid $13 an hour. it was the best job ever. they were the best summers. but those days are gone. i am now an adult. and i as much as i love reminiscing. i also find it sad. because i am sure. i complained. and whined. if only i knew what i know now. i should try to be more positive. starting now. ha.
btw. the cuckoo clock house. the youngest dog. not only looks like the dog from the movie marley and me. i havent seen the movie. but i also predict. pretty much acts like marley too. luckily i end the job tomorrow morning. it has been a long week. with so many animals. i feel like i am constantly turning around. and its time to feed them again. or wiping off paws. or going on walks. and the whining starts so soon.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
timing
i had one of those moments this evening. i felt like i was in the middle of a movie. the connections. the way my story linked together. felt unreal. i was packing up to leave work. when i looked down and saw the samples i needed to fedex to a client. for arrival tomorrow. dang it! so i booted my laptop back up. made the fedex label. stuck everything in the envelope. ready to go. our office fedex pick up is at 4:30. lame. so i knew i needed to go across the street. it was just past six. and the fedex box pickup over there is 6:30. when walking out of the building to my car. i bumped into a coworker. also dog sitting client. we chatted about the weather. mentioned getting together soon with his wife for drinks. yadda yadda. we got in our cars and drove off.
i had been on the rode for about 5 mins. thinking how much i hated work today. and how it will be like this for atleast another month. dwelling on my own pity party. when i realize. crap. the fedex was still in my front seat. i was close to downtown. i used to work down there. and knew of a fedex/kinkos location. i drove up. and there was one parking spot right outside the store. perfect. it wasnt 6:30 yet. i had made it in time. i walked in and they were vacuuming. after a VERY unhelpful. rude. basically acting like i was shit out of luck. and thats all they could do for me. while still typing on her computer. they told me they had no way of looking up the box locations that were close by. but one location that came up was in a parking garage. one block down. i think they wanted me to get mugged. or basically did not care what happened to me. just as long as i left.
after walking pass a couple of parking garages. with no fedex boxes. i decided to walk back to my car. and head back to the location by work. which they assured is a 7:00 pickup. this reiterated my hatred for kinkos. all the late. camping out in kinkos. nights in college. for projects. they hated us. and it was mutual.and i will continue my hatred. so i turned the corner and headed back in the opposite direction of my dog house destination. where i am currently staying. downtown has so many stop lights. so not only being pissed about the kinkos. i was now even more irritated at sitting forever at red lights. finally the light turned green. so i pumped the gas. a lady in a orange trench coat (i am kind of obsessed with colored trench coats right now. i finally found a light blue one i love) decided to cross the street in front of me. right when the light turned green. i screamed. when i get mad at traffic. thats when i scream. then i noticed. a package in her hand. a fedex package to be exact. i crossed the intersection. pulled to the side. and watched her go into the bank of america building. i then pulled into the next parking garage that closed at 7. which turned out to be maze. parked. rode the elevator. made it into the lobby. to the top of the escalator. just in time to see the woman in the orange trench coat. walking toward the front door. and exiting the building. no longer holding the fedex package. i went down the escalator. and walked around looking for the box. nothing. back up the escalator. scaling the second floor of the lobby for a fedex drop box. nothing. then there was a help desk. i did just that. i asked for help. and was led to the box. it was downstairs. behind a hidden door. in a back hallway. i never would have found it solo. i really dont think i should have been back there. it was the mail room of this building. but there it stood. with a 7:00 pm pick up. covered in other envelopes. the fedex drop box. i stacked mine atop. and turned to leave. with a bit of a kick in my step.
on another note. a cube mate started making hard boiled eggs for breakfast. and eating them at her desk. of course this produces an awful smell. i couldnt handle it the other morning. so i blurted out to her. asking if that was an egg. or was she passing gas. (just throwing it out there). she laughed and confirmed the egg. i then complained of the smell. (she also paints her nails at her desk. her smells and my nose do not mix). after whining about the smell. she then told me. she hates the smell of maple syrup from my desk every morning. when i eat my maple & brown sugar oatmeal at my desk. i replied. with oh i didnt realize it was so strong. point taken. but my argument is still worth more. i dont think anyone would pass out from smelling syrup. eggs. that might cause death. ha.
and to end the post about timing. i will go back to an archived posting. it is was written 3 years ago. but on my blog on myspace. which ended as quickly as i started it. but i go back to this posting. as this is the house i am currently sitting at. i feel sleep deprived. with not only 3 dogs. a cat that sleeps in between my legs. they also have cuckoo clocks...
i had been on the rode for about 5 mins. thinking how much i hated work today. and how it will be like this for atleast another month. dwelling on my own pity party. when i realize. crap. the fedex was still in my front seat. i was close to downtown. i used to work down there. and knew of a fedex/kinkos location. i drove up. and there was one parking spot right outside the store. perfect. it wasnt 6:30 yet. i had made it in time. i walked in and they were vacuuming. after a VERY unhelpful. rude. basically acting like i was shit out of luck. and thats all they could do for me. while still typing on her computer. they told me they had no way of looking up the box locations that were close by. but one location that came up was in a parking garage. one block down. i think they wanted me to get mugged. or basically did not care what happened to me. just as long as i left.
after walking pass a couple of parking garages. with no fedex boxes. i decided to walk back to my car. and head back to the location by work. which they assured is a 7:00 pickup. this reiterated my hatred for kinkos. all the late. camping out in kinkos. nights in college. for projects. they hated us. and it was mutual.and i will continue my hatred. so i turned the corner and headed back in the opposite direction of my dog house destination. where i am currently staying. downtown has so many stop lights. so not only being pissed about the kinkos. i was now even more irritated at sitting forever at red lights. finally the light turned green. so i pumped the gas. a lady in a orange trench coat (i am kind of obsessed with colored trench coats right now. i finally found a light blue one i love) decided to cross the street in front of me. right when the light turned green. i screamed. when i get mad at traffic. thats when i scream. then i noticed. a package in her hand. a fedex package to be exact. i crossed the intersection. pulled to the side. and watched her go into the bank of america building. i then pulled into the next parking garage that closed at 7. which turned out to be maze. parked. rode the elevator. made it into the lobby. to the top of the escalator. just in time to see the woman in the orange trench coat. walking toward the front door. and exiting the building. no longer holding the fedex package. i went down the escalator. and walked around looking for the box. nothing. back up the escalator. scaling the second floor of the lobby for a fedex drop box. nothing. then there was a help desk. i did just that. i asked for help. and was led to the box. it was downstairs. behind a hidden door. in a back hallway. i never would have found it solo. i really dont think i should have been back there. it was the mail room of this building. but there it stood. with a 7:00 pm pick up. covered in other envelopes. the fedex drop box. i stacked mine atop. and turned to leave. with a bit of a kick in my step.
on another note. a cube mate started making hard boiled eggs for breakfast. and eating them at her desk. of course this produces an awful smell. i couldnt handle it the other morning. so i blurted out to her. asking if that was an egg. or was she passing gas. (just throwing it out there). she laughed and confirmed the egg. i then complained of the smell. (she also paints her nails at her desk. her smells and my nose do not mix). after whining about the smell. she then told me. she hates the smell of maple syrup from my desk every morning. when i eat my maple & brown sugar oatmeal at my desk. i replied. with oh i didnt realize it was so strong. point taken. but my argument is still worth more. i dont think anyone would pass out from smelling syrup. eggs. that might cause death. ha.
and to end the post about timing. i will go back to an archived posting. it is was written 3 years ago. but on my blog on myspace. which ended as quickly as i started it. but i go back to this posting. as this is the house i am currently sitting at. i feel sleep deprived. with not only 3 dogs. a cat that sleeps in between my legs. they also have cuckoo clocks...
Sunday, March 19, 2006
 | Current mood:  indescribable I have broken the seal, as Valissa said on St. Patty's Day..."Dont break the seal, then you'll have to pee like every 10 minutes." Well I hope I dont start blogging every 10 minutes, that might really put a damper on my productivity at work. I have finally found a topic that might be blog material. Even though I think many people might find my everyday life just as amusing...I found a specific topic, my other job. As many of you know, and some of you might not know I have a second job of dog sitting. It started as a mear favor for a friend and has turned into a business. New business cards should be coming soon, as I am becoming a hot commodity. Anyway so I have my normal list of clients, that I will share stories about periodically...as my adventures with them happen. This week I have found myself living at a new client's house and watching their 3 dogs and ancient cat. The dogs are fine, a little gasy...but what dog is not? The thing about this house is the damn cuckoo clocks. There is not just one, but multiple clocks. And they are of course, not all set at the same time. So every top of the hour here is like a celebration. A freakin' celebration of time. I dont need a reminder like this...that my life has just wasted away for the past hour. I especially dont need a reminder at 5 o'clock in the morning. Yes they even have a clock in the bedroom. I mean, WTF? So as I write this, know that it is past the top of the hour, so the celebration of another hour has just ended. And when you wake up tomorrow morning in your own bed and hit the alarm clock, with that annoying buzzing in your ear...I ask you to give thanks that you atleast know how to shut it off. |
Monday, March 23, 2009
friday night lights
littles. style. (must watch with sound. otherwise might not be funny. well its still pretty funny).
hair, hair everywhere
with the nice weather. seeming here to stay. i hope. i drove with the sunroof open. (i love sunroofs. i dont want to ever own a car without). ingrid michaelson blaring. to visit the beloved parents. and zola suh. she now has an official middle name. it happened awhile back. during college football season. after our favorite husker player. Ndamukong Suh. he is a true. bad. and ass. and so after a defensive touchdown. where he shoved the quarterback into the grass while trying to tackle suh. it seemed only right. to keep the tradition of naming her after suh. cory was named after cory schlesinger. and have i ever mentioned that the family really are huskerfanatics. why yes. yes we are.
as soon as i walked in. zola went crazy. tail wagging. body wiggling. and jumping. she then jumps into my arms. and wants me to hold her. although its mainly holding her upper body. and is content for seconds, while i pet her belly. and she gives me kisses. while there i cleaned out my vehicle. and captured these gems below. she was tired from her long morning walk. and insisted on sitting on all my seats. while i tried to clean. and vacuum. out my car. it still has dog hair in it. but with all my other doggies that i let ride. i dont think the hair will ever leave. she is calming down some. still very petite. and likes me to sit with her on the floor while she chews her bones.
as soon as i walked in. zola went crazy. tail wagging. body wiggling. and jumping. she then jumps into my arms. and wants me to hold her. although its mainly holding her upper body. and is content for seconds, while i pet her belly. and she gives me kisses. while there i cleaned out my vehicle. and captured these gems below. she was tired from her long morning walk. and insisted on sitting on all my seats. while i tried to clean. and vacuum. out my car. it still has dog hair in it. but with all my other doggies that i let ride. i dont think the hair will ever leave. she is calming down some. still very petite. and likes me to sit with her on the floor while she chews her bones.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
shameful
i ventured out last night with with a new buddy. and an old friend. to a concert. it has been awhile since i have been to a show. missy higgins was performing at a venue i have been to a couple of other times. i am not too familiar with her. but she pops up on my pandora station through out the day. so i thought. might as well. always up for finding new music.
i am ashamed to say. that. i. was. the annoying. out of control. drunk girl. i had a few cosmos. a little wine. and not a lot of food. which i think every one knows is a combo. for disaster. i should have known it was getting bad. when i left my debit card at happy hour location. and the waiter had to chase after us. i didnt stop. i continued to be mouthy. we all became friends with everyone around us. they liked us at first. then we became rude. and disrespectful. by talking during the performance. and not caring about anyone else around us. i think back on my actions. and my goodness. i would have hated. i would have yelled. i would not have tolerated 'me' if the tables were turned.
i mean. we had a blast. we have nutty pictures. and lots of laughs this morning. it was hard. dragging myself out of bed. i should know better. on a work night. i have made it through the day. being productive. eating greasy food. and a cat nap over lunch. now if only. i could apologize to the people around me. i hope they too had a great time. and i didnt ruin it too much. although after the bouncer asked us to leave. they all began to clap. wow.
i am ashamed to say. that. i. was. the annoying. out of control. drunk girl. i had a few cosmos. a little wine. and not a lot of food. which i think every one knows is a combo. for disaster. i should have known it was getting bad. when i left my debit card at happy hour location. and the waiter had to chase after us. i didnt stop. i continued to be mouthy. we all became friends with everyone around us. they liked us at first. then we became rude. and disrespectful. by talking during the performance. and not caring about anyone else around us. i think back on my actions. and my goodness. i would have hated. i would have yelled. i would not have tolerated 'me' if the tables were turned.
i mean. we had a blast. we have nutty pictures. and lots of laughs this morning. it was hard. dragging myself out of bed. i should know better. on a work night. i have made it through the day. being productive. eating greasy food. and a cat nap over lunch. now if only. i could apologize to the people around me. i hope they too had a great time. and i didnt ruin it too much. although after the bouncer asked us to leave. they all began to clap. wow.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
irony- kind of
- i was recently sent a letter for jury duty. i have been assigned the duty for two months. every friday i am to call in to find out if i actually need to come in that following week. to serve. i think its federal. so i could be in on a big case. possibly stay in a hotel. have zero contact with the outside world. or atleast that is what i am kind of hoping for. (as long as i dont miss my trip to napa!) although scary at the same time. while typing this. and watching 30 rock. funny liz lemon was just sentenced to jury duty. maybe i should dress as a star wars character too. it might work here.
- this weekend i will be celebrating st. pattys day. by running in a race in the morning. with the only inspiration. to cross the finish line. will be the image of green beer floating in my think bubble. i normally dont like running in cold weather. it makes my lungs burn. and ears tingle. but i hope its nice weather. i havent really been training. in fact instead of running tonight. i decided happy hour with untitled and scooter. devouring fondue. was more appropriate. which is usually the case most days.
- i am stuck on the fourth book of twilight. could be i a burnt out. could be it has lost its finesse. i can not decide. maybe i just need to watch the movie again. to have a fresh image of edwards character while reading. i have about 100 pages to go. i read all the other books in one week. i have had this one for almost 2 months. maybe i just dont want it to end.
- while at granny's birthday party. i was chatting with a relative. when guess who walks around the corner. with a big grin on her face. the avon lady. the same one from when i was younger. then i made the mistake of asking. do you still live here. she then replied. yes. i am still selling avon to your grandma. i am sure my face turned every shade of red. and i just said oh. and then we both turned to look at granny.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
firsts
it has been so long since i last wrote. i think i forgot how to blog. so i decided to take one of these generic. annoying facebook lists. crap. and make it into a posting. no offense emmy ray. i hope none taken. you just did what you had to do. so here goes...
Your Firsts
1. Who was your FIRST prom date?
matt shadid aka. mad arab
2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love?
yet to meet
3. What was your 1st alcoholic drink?
beer - stolen out of the parents supply
4. What was your FIRST job?
babysitting or dressing up as a panda bear for commerce bank
5. What was your FIRST car?
1987 nissan maxima, with mirrored tinted windows, an equalizer and a bra - she was sweet
6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?
none today. geesh make me feel lame-o. i have had calls though.
7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning?
lauren - its her birthday
8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?
i have no clue. for someone who prides themselves in a great memory - how could i not remember. i broke my heel bone that year. right before school. and this lady had to carry me around to go anywhere while i was in my cast. (mother didnt think i was able to use crutches). and now i can not remember her name. or picture her face. wow.
9. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?
it was a 10 hour flight to germany. i am sure i was annoying. complained a lot because of the ciggerette smoke. and slept.
10. Who was your FIRST best friend & do you still talk?
i dont remember her name. it was in kindergarten. and no we dont talk. i think she moved after that school year. my next best friend was stacie. and we dont talk either. but she taught me how to hip hop dance. ha.
11. Where was your FIRST sleep over?
that best friend from kindergarten. although i think she gave me lice. mother was not happy. and my sleep over priveleges were limited from then on.
12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?
sara my coworker. and it was not until 9 am.
13. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time?
michelles - and i made a name for myself as a bridesmaid by tucking in the bottom of my dress ot the top and made it look like a bubble.
14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning?
hit the snooze and thought about how i hate working.
15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to?
pearl jam.
16. FIRST tattoo?
bumble bee with my fellow queen bee stacy.
17. First piercing?
ears and i had to wait until i turned 13.
18. First foreign country you've been to?
germany.
19. FIRST movie you remember seeing?
james bond movies. my father is somewhat obsessed.
20. When was your FIRST detention?
high school. although i was late from band. cried. and didnt have to serve the full time.
21. What was the first state you lived in?
utah.
22. Who was your FIRST roommate?
stacy. and we lived together all four years of college. even after all the warnings to never live with your best friend.
23. If you had one wish. What would it be?
to have a super power - besides being a dog whisperer.
24. What is something you would learn if you had the chance?
a foreign language.
25. Who do you think will be the next person to post this?
joanna? and thats not me asking - thats me hoping she posts something. :)
Your Firsts
1. Who was your FIRST prom date?
matt shadid aka. mad arab
2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love?
yet to meet
3. What was your 1st alcoholic drink?
beer - stolen out of the parents supply
4. What was your FIRST job?
babysitting or dressing up as a panda bear for commerce bank
5. What was your FIRST car?
1987 nissan maxima, with mirrored tinted windows, an equalizer and a bra - she was sweet
6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?
none today. geesh make me feel lame-o. i have had calls though.
7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning?
lauren - its her birthday
8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?
i have no clue. for someone who prides themselves in a great memory - how could i not remember. i broke my heel bone that year. right before school. and this lady had to carry me around to go anywhere while i was in my cast. (mother didnt think i was able to use crutches). and now i can not remember her name. or picture her face. wow.
9. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?
it was a 10 hour flight to germany. i am sure i was annoying. complained a lot because of the ciggerette smoke. and slept.
10. Who was your FIRST best friend & do you still talk?
i dont remember her name. it was in kindergarten. and no we dont talk. i think she moved after that school year. my next best friend was stacie. and we dont talk either. but she taught me how to hip hop dance. ha.
11. Where was your FIRST sleep over?
that best friend from kindergarten. although i think she gave me lice. mother was not happy. and my sleep over priveleges were limited from then on.
12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?
sara my coworker. and it was not until 9 am.
13. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time?
michelles - and i made a name for myself as a bridesmaid by tucking in the bottom of my dress ot the top and made it look like a bubble.
14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning?
hit the snooze and thought about how i hate working.
15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to?
pearl jam.
16. FIRST tattoo?
bumble bee with my fellow queen bee stacy.
17. First piercing?
ears and i had to wait until i turned 13.
18. First foreign country you've been to?
germany.
19. FIRST movie you remember seeing?
james bond movies. my father is somewhat obsessed.
20. When was your FIRST detention?
high school. although i was late from band. cried. and didnt have to serve the full time.
21. What was the first state you lived in?
utah.
22. Who was your FIRST roommate?
stacy. and we lived together all four years of college. even after all the warnings to never live with your best friend.
23. If you had one wish. What would it be?
to have a super power - besides being a dog whisperer.
24. What is something you would learn if you had the chance?
a foreign language.
25. Who do you think will be the next person to post this?
joanna? and thats not me asking - thats me hoping she posts something. :)
Thursday, March 5, 2009
blue
it is going to be 70 today. i decided to break out the flip flops for work. they are a new pair. i bought at the end of the season last fall. with bumble bee jewels on the straps. although. it is not 70 in the office building. and now my toes are blue. that is all.
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