Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeegads.

So I've finally gotten the hang of this thang. I hope.

Updates from Day of the Mothers to Day of Memorials:

Still hunting Jobs. I went to WillStaff and dealt with the odd beauracracy that is theirs and now I will go in for an interview with "Carolyn" next week. This week. Whatever.

Talking with Mitch at the Library again... We are both trying to be friendly- this is a grand thing. I have suggested/recommended some books to him and he has been interested in them.
But seeing as how I have completely misinterpreted him before, I am not certain that I have correctly interpreted him this time.

Have now seen Finding Nemo and LOTR:TTT (again) on DVD. No tree-squish in this version of Towers, but it wasn't the director's cut version. Le sigh.

Still no word from Jaclyn. I miss her so much, but I guess she is busy with other things. But I miss her.

Am reading books about the Catholic Curch and its hierarchy and the divide of what the Council of Bishops thinks and what the laity think. I am stuffing myself full of knowledge but I don't know if I will be better off with it. Ignorance is bliss. But I am all about learning the truth. ("What is truth?")

Things to see:
Wolf's Rain series (Go Yoko Kanno!!!)
New Harry Potter Movie
Spiderman 2

Things to read:
Andrew Greeley
Vows of Silence
Company of Glass

Belated Mother's Day Weekend Update:

Saturday- Mom is marinating the brisket!

I'm making the five cup salad- A cup each of Mandarin Oranges (drained), Pineapple chunks (drained), Marshmallows, Coconut (a little less than a cup of this, as it tends to get _too_ coconutty), halved Cherries and Sour Cream. Fold together. Store overnight (this makes for better flavor and less prep time tomorrow).

Sunday- Mother's Day.

Dad has rolled out the charcoal grill and we are searing the brisket. OH MAN. Meat and fire.

GoodGoodGood stuff. I can never be a vegetarian. I just want to go to my knees and drool when I smell steak, burgers, or brisket. I did do the Dance of Joy.

I am prepping the twice-baked-potatoes. (Bake, slice in half lengthwise, scoop out potato, [SAVE SKIN SHELLS.] milk, butter, salt, pepper. Mash. Put mash into ziplock bag, cut off bottom corner. Pipe into skin shells. Cover. Refrigerate. Later, bake in oven again, cover with cheese and bake until cheese is melted satisfactorily.

All in all- FABULOUS Mother's Day Dinner. Brisket, Five Cup Salad, twice-baked-Potatoes, Italian Beans... and a Sara Lee Chocolate Silk Pie for dessert. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

All right.
I'm a bad blogger cause I have wasted my time not blogging.
Tough nougies.

Still unemployed.
Still broke.
Still trying to adapt fear of cars somehow.

However.

Almost finished with the halter top (all I have to do is crochet the last strap).
And just have to put the buttons on the cardigan.

And Ryan Glorioso has a cool idea for Los Angles: Dine For 2. A waiter comes to _your_ place and serves you there!!! I love it.

Also?
They're remaking "The Last Unicorn."

I'm craving egg drop soup and Burger King fries. Separately, not at the same meal.
...though, maybe... Meal o'Salt Night.

Have been reading Katherine Kurtz, Andrew Greeley, and books about cats.

Ep 26 of Bebop ran again the other night- watched it with tears streaming down my face at the end during "blue" as we pan through the atmosphere...

you're gonna carry that weight.

YEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAA!

Another Dragon slain! The Spider at the end of the Hall has retired and I can get rid of that nightmare forever!!!!

/me does dance of joy and wishes I'd known about it this time last year.

Pause in the knitting while I figure out how to sew sides together. Then I get to learn how to crochet around the edges and make an I-cord.

I got Labyrinth on DVD!!!!!! Wheeeee!

When in doubt-
When you've lost yer dearest friends-
When yer world comes a'tumblin' down...
Read Logan and Marie het. This one.

Or consume a cheesecake.

Or go to Mars. I was so impressed, let me tell you. Dad and I watched a lot of the coverage... and we saw the PBS special twice. THESE are the kind of people I want to work among someday. Even if I was just their jester to make them laugh when they needed it.


Just so you know, the above photo was lovingly borrowed from the NASA website and no copyright infringement was meant. I really really love those guys. They're SO COOL!

Knitting, still.
Have finished main blocks (front and back) of the halter top and am waiting for the Library to process my hold so I can get the rest of this project done.

Next? I want to learn how to knit socks like my Grandmother. Her socks were used during WWII by my Grandfather and I want to get the secret.

Am sort of in the post-holiday pre-birthday lull at the moment. I tried to make an origami cat but I was stymied by a certain fold and think I should have used proper paper instead of printer paper. Take 2 begins as soon as I locate proper origami paper. Maybe.

Have a gift certificate for Suncoast (HUZZAH!) and am pondering what to spend it on. I want Xanadu
and am quite willing to blow the whole thing in obtaining it. Don't tell me it was a bad movie. I was FOUR and, by gar, I wanted to be Kira in that movie.

Two Towers ROCKED and I am now on the prowl to get to see Return of the King. I may have to bribe someone to take me over there... hmmmmmmm...

Here's a little something I think we all should read.

Barrage tours Norway in February. I'm pining for the fjiords. How about you?

Knitting.

Reading the Deryni books by Katherine Kurtz.

Writing Holiday Cards and mailing them out to friends.

Hope to spend time with Mitch this weekend. We're set to get together on Friday, I hope. I have taped the SciFi miniseries of Battlestar Galactica and maybe he'll consent to watch it. I watched a few minutes of it last night and it was a sad part... Hope he likes it as much as I think I will!

There was something else I wanted to mention but I can't remember it now.

I went to a Louisiana-themed store today and had a taste of their marvelous pralines. NOT Aunt Sally's- they were so much better- lighter and less crumbly and not grainy in the least. I was so impressed. I bought some of their turtle candies as the samples of those were lovely, too.

Another happy Straight Guy got the works from the Fab Five. Thom did a gorgeous hand-painted canvas-- it was an interpretation of a photo from the guy's book of surf photos... Carson encouraged him to step into a clothing palette beyond military olive.

Starter Castles. Hee.

OH! Now I remember.
I want to see "TLotR: The Two Towers" on the big-screen in. It opens the 12th.

CARSON!

I adore you, darling, you know I do--- but PUH-LEASE do not encourage the resurgence of ties-as-belts!!!

I did it when I was in 3rd grade; it does not scream coture to me- it screams Seventeen Magazine!!!

Other than that... Thom and Kyan did a fantab job tonight... with that guy, all it needed was a shove in the right direction and he ran with it.

Ted- you are so right about judicious use of tofu...

And Jai. Darlin', sweet, OBSERVANT Jai. You got yourself a new buddy in Steven S.

Somebody find me a personal shopper! (Do they list in the YP under "Personal" or "Shopper"?)

I am as calm as a Belgian.

Except when people recline their airline seats, dangit.

Not much new today- JobHunt continues.

Barrage is putting out a new CD soon- hopefully before Christmas or the Natal Day. Not holding my breath; we've heard the "New CD" song before. I'm still growly because they won't bring their tour in my area. Fer crying out loud, we got Blast!, why can't we get Barrage?!?

Email Queer Eye For The Straight Guy and tell them to makeover Fred LeBlanc of Cowboy Mouth.

Do it. Do it now.

Thanatophiles.
I feel they are a bit odd, but, then again, they probably feel the same way about my beliefs.

I'm going to make M&M™ cookies today.
Wish me luck, as the Oatmeal/Raisin fiasco is still fresh in my mind. OK, so they didn't ruin completely, but it still stings.

I want to adopt a retired racing greyhound someday. They're so deserving of a loving home after all the stuff humans made them do.

Almost there
I can feel it coiled
Pulsing softly
at the back of my skull
And I want it so badly

To be able to taste it again
To be able to feel that sick
twist
and the words would
fall
into place again
without pushing
without pain

they'd just burn their way
though my head
and heart
and fingertips

Let it flow

But it isn't flowing
just sullenly
pulsing
At the back of my skull

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ARGH! This is driving me nuts. I have this "Made-For-Me" CD that Jaclyn gave to me for my birthday and I'm trying to find the lyrics to this song and

1) I don't know the anime it is from.
2) I don't speak Japanese so I'm guessing at a lot of the words for a search.
3) I don't want to give up and ask Jaclyn what it is.


The noises you hear are my nerves frazzling. I like this song a lot- it is a warm soprano female voice and it's almost a lounge-type song. Not a fast song, but like a slow dance thing. +sigh+

BLAST! tonight. WHOOOOOOOOOO!

Conan O'Brien and his wife have had a little girl baby and they've named her Neve.

Back to the anime. It might be from Card Captor Sakura. Maybe. The first and 5th songs on the CD are definitely from CCS. (Aishita e no Melody and Catch You Catch Me)

Wish me luck!

October.

In honor of this festival of Fall, I have switched from Citrus Sours™ to Tangerine Sours™ Altoids.

On another front, I'm scared of a patron right now. His behavior is erratic and he really really scares me. I'm shaking right now, because I just passed a note to my Manager that tells her what he's done just now and they may have kicked him out of the library and I'm scared he'll come back and beat me to death. Or shoot me.

Maybe I'll get lucky and no gun and he'll just kick me to death.

On another front...
I'm trying to figure out how a vampire could persuade a Lovecraftian-crazed Hunter™ to not unleash unspeakable terrors upon the City. RPGs are fun.

The new movie calling itself "Cheaper By The Dozen" looks to be bad- not in a bad movie kind of way, because Steve Martin is in it- but bad in a "ruins-the-source-material" kind of way. The book about the Gilbreth family is funny and droll and doesn't resort to "dog-bites-Ashton-Kutcher-in-the-crotch" gags that this flick does.

Anybody know how to find out which theaters are showing the Extended Version of LOTR:TFOTR on December 5th?

"I'm tired of trying to do something worthwhile for the human race. They simply don't want to change!" -- August Dvorak

Addendum:

Take a look at Hurricane Isabel as she comes ashore.

Hope all in that area are safe and that property damage is minimum.

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Trying to get back into work mode.

Ya ever notice I tend to blog more when I'm depressed?

I'm not depressed today- I just saw an article on a genre of blog and thought to m'self, "Hey! I am being a bad blog owner."

Let's fix that.

What's new 'round here? Hmm. Well, for one, I had a narrow escape in my job lately.

I do not drive... and it says in our employee manual that all employees must have a "valid [State]'s driver's license."
UNFAIR!
SO I just ignored it. It's not like I drive in the day-to-day course of my job, and I actually walk to/fro work sometimes, so what's the big deal?

Well, they called me on it.
They "temporarily" transferred me to another branch about a half hour (over the interstate) drive away.
Grrrr....

However, with the assistance of friends and family, I was able to get back and forth for the two weeks.
Hooray.

But I'm not doing it again, mind you. Bah, humbug to that. They'll have to fire me.

BTW- We're weeding the stacks at the library- I'm actually using a dolly-handcart to wheel off the weeded books from my section of the stacks. You see, books that haven't been checked out since 1999 are being submitted to the Branch Manager for inspection. If we sorely need that book in the system, it goes back onto the shelf. If not, it gets withdrawn from the POLARIS system, discard-statused, and given to the Friends for their booksale.

Next up- Mission: SPACE at EPCOT.

ROCKS!!!!!!! OH, man, it is so very very very cool. I now know how a blood sample feels after it has been in the centrifuge.

WHEEEEEEEEEEE

Mr. BAM gave me some pointers before I went off to ride it: look straight ahead, don't turn your head to the side, and don't close your eyes.
Check, check, and so very check.

I was the Commander in my Pod. I pushed my lighted buttons when Mission Control told me to do so and whoooooo that was fun.

But I don't think I could ride it more than once a day. I did have a headache that evening and the next day. And I wouldn't recommend it if "Body Wars" or "Star Tours" makes you ill.

BLAST! is stopping over in New Orleans for a while in October and I am going to go see them. They were fun in CA's Hyperion Theater and I'm anxious to see the whole show. Jaclyn and 'Nette want to go, too- and I hope other people decide to see the fun.

Obligatory Barrage update here:

1. Wish they would go to New Orleans, dangit.

2. Lost opportunity to go to Naples, FL for that show due to leave restrictions at work, so am banking on Dallas show.

3. Matt McD is back in the show- WHOO-HOO!!!!!!!

4. WHY WON'T THEY BOOK IN NEW ORLEANS??????

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I love Demerol and Versed.

Oh, wait. I ought to tell you why there is a missing chunk of time from my life and how it involves the abovementioned substances. And a big honking needle.

Today's Blog entry is brought to you by the words "Biopsy" and "Bone Marrow."

More later.

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'scuse me, I think I have a frog in my throat.

/me falls to the floor laughing.

Hi, kids. Interesting things have happened since I last blogged.
And by interesting I mean the stuff that would make a few people blanch.

I don't know. I want to tell the WORLD about it, but it isn't all my story to tell and it really wouldn't be fair to all parties involved if I were to tell Version Deb.1 without equal time being given to all the candidates.

But the upshot of the whole schmere is that I'm better off today than yesterday... but not as much as tomorrow.

("Stop with the music!" "Yeah, knock it off, frog-child!" "Nobody cares about freakin' Spiral Staircase!!!" "Well, nobody who reads this blog, anyway." "True." "You see, when She gets involved in a conversation that makes her leery, she tends to equate the situation with lyrics. Control over the situation is often desired and forged through...")

++++++++++SQUASH++++++++++

/me carefully picks up the Monty Python Foot and drops it in the dishwasher.

Upshot?
Derrick and I are no longer dating.
It hurt, I had an experience that could be interpreted in myriad ways, and now I'm not in pain over the non-existence of our relationship.

Not being in pain is good.

Still being paxified, (did I tell you all this?) and I am thinking how glad I am of that.

Summer Reading Program Pre-Registration begins today in the system... the RUSH is on!

Off to sort a cart.
I mean, I'm not physically going anywhere, I just don't think I can sort and blog at the same time. One or the other will be neglected.

And I don't get paid to blog.

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Cause it's two months later
and I'm still screaming
pinkpillsrattle

love is gone
friends aren't friends
pain all around me
they suffer
and i feel like it's my fault

wanted to be healthy
wanted to be happy
wanted to begin again

and they rattle around
barely enough
more cotton than pills in the bottle

everybody, quick!
get off your meds
make her feel guilty
trying to be healthy
trying to be happy

just letmego
let me let you go
just go

Music: Now That's What I Call Music 43 (Track- "Ooh, La La" by Vengaboys)
Mood: a bit sad from not seeing D this weekend. And my feet are cold.

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Hey, hey, hey, kids- we have an algebraic equation solved today!
From now on, J=Jaclyn. (Dance the old Dance of Permission with me, my children!)

More Fushigi was watched last night- we're up to some really angsty Tamahome moments.

Cliche' is being re-written these days. It's going to get finished. Honestly.

On another side-note, Watchman (my Prince Charming from Cinderella in '93) is having a bit of a funk in his life. I'm trying to cheer him up but I think maybe the efforts may not work. +sigh+ He and his brother are both so sad that they're each alone... I still think maybe... and then I think to myself:
Oi!
Could I honestly live with my Sister-Mine for more than a few weeks without wanting to rip my hair out?
Nope.

So I'll just have to hope that once classes start for Watchman that he'll have things to do to keep him from being sad and lonely.
And same goes for D... from whom I have not yet elicited name-permission.

Eye doctor tomorrow- get those yellow fluorescing drops in!

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...Sit in the chair and be good now...

...She's been everybody else's girl; maybe one day she'll be her own...


Trying desperately to re-assign:
I take it back;
I've changed my mind.

No no no why can't I scrape you out of my head?

In order to live I had to reclaim
the space in my heart-
your shape in my brain...

And I still can't scrape you out of my head...

Tapes and things you gave to me
Tori and Sarah and a crappy ring
I don't want to trash music just to set me free

But I've gotta scrape you out of my head

I'll cauterize where you set up shop
Let minutia move in there
(There's always room for JELL-O)
And maybe the Hell will finally stop...

I deserve something better than your voice in my head...


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