I'm telling you, look at the bluish face, it's GOT to be gas.

What a sleepy Saturday.

We've been lazing around all morning - Daniel in the dining room watching old movies, Jess on the livingroom floor playing Final Fantasy Viii, me dinking on my baby priest Paperclip in WoW. There were things I had planned to do today, but all I want to do now is sleep.

I shall watch Wristcutters: A Love Story instead. This is my third attempt at watching the movie - the first time was when I received a message that Mom was in the ICU again (she was released back to the special care facility yesterday) so I was preoccupied, the second friends came over to purchase my brother's WiiNES. (I love calling it a WiiNES.)

I wish I would have remembered to toss some beans in first thing this morning to soak. I could be having beans und rice for din din.

I find it funny that my cat lets stale pumpkin smelling farts.

It brings a whole new dimension to live and local.

I love the tangle of kitty paws and that it looks like there is no way it could possibly be comfortable... but she's been like that on my lap for about 20 minutes without budging.

I have one mondo caffeine headache.

I woke up naturally at just after 6 am. Upon looking at the clock, I said, "Oh, HELLLL, no" out loud, rolled over, and forced myself to go back to sleep. Dreamed that I had a husband and a daughter that I loved fiercely. I was dying and knew it, but sent my husband and daughter out on some trite errand so that they wouldn't be there to watch me take my final breaths, as I knew they would be painful and I didn't want to put them through that.

Will be taking Roommate Daniel out for lunch today, as it is his birthday. The boys returned from Hawaii last night, one with a sliced open foot (Dan) and one with one helluva farmer's tan/burn (Jess).

Received a notice of entry from the apartment complex, insisting that they are painting our front door today. We must leave the front door open until it dries, you see, so I foresee a future of Bacci in the upstairs bathroom. I also think that it's silly that they insist on painting our front door before they've painted the building. They stopped the painting process halfway through the building next door about two weeks ago, so it's green on its top half. I've also seen what the doors look like after they finish painting the building, which would certainly require yet another painting... maybe it's a mistake. I just don't want them to do this when no one is home, as I don't want to come home to a missing cat and empty shelves where all of our electronics used to be.

I shall end this entry, then, as my headache is making it difficult to string together related sentences.

Lawn Chair Alert!

Home from the dentist. I worked REALLY REALLY HARD the last year in order to get my mouth from a horrid peridontitis issue to what it is today. Almost zero bleedy gums with all the implaments of torture thrown at it. I would say that out of the last 365 days, I've flossed for at least 350 of them. About the only thing that could have made my cleaning be any easier is if I actually used toothpicks. My lady was quite happy and pleasantly surprised.

However.

I apparently have a new cavity (dangit!) and have a fractured tooth (eek!) which need to be fixed. One filling and a crown will cost $765 - AFTER insurance. They asked if I wanted to set up a payment plan - I told them I would get back with them.

Did my brother a favor and picked up his check and deposited it for him. (Reminder: the roommates are in Hawaii at the moment.) He couldn't figure out why it wasn't showing, so I called them... to discover they had put it into someone else's account. Apparently typing in "Jesse Harrington" vs. "Jessie Herrington" will cause this to happen. It's now fixed.

So very thankful that I have a solid two days off after my 6 am shift tomorrow.

Have a weird craving for Lackey's Talia books.

Heat wave coming this weekend, but today was almost perfect... until it hit 70 degrees. I hath discovered that my time away from Phoenix hath caused my heat quota to be in the mid 60s.

I'm such a weather weenie.

The news is asking where I was when St. Helens erupted. Lessee, I was five, living in a tiny town in Iowa.. and completely oblivious. I can see St. Helens quite clearly from where I live in its beautiful whiteness.

High drama 350 miles above us!

Work, work, work.

Yesterday and today was filled with needy people. Not just every customer needing babysitting to pick out their stuff, but also managerial needy. So stinking many calls...

I need a gift card!
I need a price override!
A person on the phone hasn't gotten their furniture and is angry!
This person got the wrong thing delivered and is angry!
There's a delivery at the back door!
Call for MOD on line one!
Customer at ImPress is angry!

I was supposed to leave at 3 pm and have already worked more than I was supposed to this week (which wouldn't be a problem if overtime was allowed), but was able to leave until almost 4. I wonder what kind of mileage I put in, especially as each and every call seemed to come when I was in the furthest possible place to be in the store and still be in the building.

It occurred to me the other day that HOLY CRAP, there's only three months left until my walk to the coast for the American Cancer Society. I really really REALLY should be utilizing that gym membership I've been paying for every month, and SOON.

But.. you are also WRITING.

89 words

Typingtest

1st try.

Boo.

Yah.

Second consecutive day off... maybe I'll accomplish something today? WoW servers are down, so I won't be messing with that for a few more hours at least. I still feel weird, unfocused, restless, and... something intangible today.

Maybe more coffee will help.

Bacci is still driving me NUTS as far as her suddenly weird demands. She gets super duper clingy and unhelpful for a bit (i.e. stomping on my keyboard, blocking half my keyboard, etc.) and then will disappear for a few hours as she heads upstairs to sleep on my bed.

I thought there was a car alarm incessantly going off outside. I poked my head out the door to see where it's coming from and see two people across the way standing out front looking to their left at a person who is sitting in a car laying on the horn. Umm.... stop plz thx nao.

HA! Tiny trust.


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Some buddy's gettin' the CHOPCHOPCHOPCHOP!

Okay, so I saw Star Trek on Friday.

ZOMG.

Shall we discuss?

Let's discuss.

The roommates are in Hawaii for the week. I'm finding myself wishing that I had the entire week off of work, to do whatever I please. Alas, I have 40 hours of work and a dentist appointment in the mix.

What are your guilty pleasures?

I find that I'm stupidly in love with Biggest Loser and America's Next Top Model. I occasionally listen to Fall Out Boy. I adored the movie Doom. I DID read the Twilight books, and did get a sappy enjoyment from it (though not an all-out obsession). I occasionally crave a scrambled egg and peanut butter sammich on toast.

I feel sort of sporadic and unfocused today.

Tried to hook up the dvd player that Roommate Daniel loaned to me, but I can't seem to find the cables. Poo.

You don't have to pay up front and then wait to be reimbursed!

Would you like to get to know me better?

I am thusly opening a Q and A session.

Ask me whatever you wish, and I shall answer as honestly as possible.

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. Look! I can write on my tongue.

Whaa? First Wave never made it to DVD? At least, nothing I can rent from Netflix? Bastids. Some of my favoritest memories in Phoenix was waking up on the weekend on my day off and watching the little SciFi fest of Farscape, Sliders, First Wave, and.... wasn't there a fourth?

Only reading good reviews about Star Trek. Even Wil Wheaton squee'd greatly about it, complete with photo of said squeeing. Hopefully, by this time tomorrow, I will have seen. Or, actually, this time tomorrow, I may be in the process OF seeing.

My bottom lip itches.

Been soooooooo freaking tired all day, though I had a solidish eight hours last night. It feels as if someone's licked my eyeballs.

Went from hating even the idea of meat to wanting to gnaw into a raw buffalo. Maybe my iron's low? That would 'splain the exhaustion.

Getting completely screwed on scheduling this weekend at work. I'm just sayin'. I won't be able to see Mom on Mommy's Day as I'm working open to close, but at this point I'm thankful to HAVE a Mom for Mom's Day. Tomorrow will be two months since the day she went into the hospital.

Can't decide if I'm hungry or not.

I get my cable fixed tomorrow. I'll finally get ABC, NBC, Fox, Channel 3, 5, and SciFi in again.

Something didn't translate...

BACCI'S BEING CREEPY!!!!

She's hiding behind the ottoman, making weird scratchy noises, then staring at me with only one eyeball showing around the bookcase. Anytime I move, she jerks her body so that she can continue to stare at me with only one eyeball. NO BLINKING ALLOWED.

Saw thee most adorable thing on the way to work today. There were two ducks, you see, a boy and a girl ducky, walking up the sidewalk towards me. The sidewalk lines a busy street, and I never see any wildlife ON the sidewalk. These two were walking side by side up the entire length of the sidewalk, as if they were out for a stroll together.



It's darkish because it's 630 am.

...built a trap inside a shiny new Range Rover SUV.

... so, a new Karate Kid with Will Smith's kid and Jackie Chan?
A new Romancing the Stone?
A new The Big Chill?

Apparently, all new ideas have leaked out of the giant holes in Hollywood's head... or something.

Have I mentioned that I hate split days off? I get Sunday/Friday this week, Monday/Friday last week. Bleck.

I also wish my leg muscle would quit twitching, already. Day three!

I got Mr. Wiggles in game last night, as well as became Pencilcup the Noble.

I woke up with this song parading repeatedly through my head:




Must also remember to pay rent today.

Still need to clean the desk.

I hate caffeine headaches.

Nobody wants to interview Bones, just Kirk and Spock. Elitism.

Bored now.