tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38123152011-06-07T23:21:45.614-07:00done and still in denial.Jnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-41144005732539283662007-09-15T10:49:00.001-07:002007-09-15T10:49:37.589-07:00

Wowza. I love this. The messing up at the beginning is charming, too.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-13734890667756219862007-07-12T18:25:00.000-07:002007-07-12T18:51:25.887-07:00

went home to omaha recently and, through a series of delusions of financial security, upgraded both ways to first class. it was a delightful little indulgance and, i reasoned, i'm totally worth it. i don't like flying. it's not that i'm afraid of the flying. it's that i don't like people. masses of humanity make me feel uncomfortable and aloof in ways that i don't usually. also, i figured

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-53174380485205024752007-06-26T20:10:00.000-07:002007-06-26T20:19:26.810-07:00

i've just purchased http://www.enivrosax.comdid that work? did the link work? regardless, i love these bags. they help to quell the guilt of my consumerism. and, um they're cute. and, um, i'm a sucker for whatever the cute hipster blog girls say. it is why i bought the boy an me a mac laptop.sucker for good advertising. and the pandering to a gril who wished she was a little mor

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-80411040315795989232007-06-16T10:41:00.000-07:002007-06-16T10:50:57.810-07:00

I guess I've got to look into the old html business (that I never really truly understood in the first place) Let's see. Linking. Good lord how did I used to do that?I've got the mental retention of, of...something that doesn't hold stuff very well. Swiss cheese is apt but overused. The mental retention of...a palsied monkey? Gosh that's grim. Of...of...a may fly?Goldfish? Prom dress?

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-49631351303831611522007-06-07T18:42:00.000-07:002007-06-07T18:43:35.322-07:00

this old thing.i found my old page from a link.i kind of miss you.maybe....

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1138558445718853302006-01-29T09:59:00.000-08:002006-01-29T10:14:05.730-08:00

lots of stuff swimming around in my head that i want to share, but:my computer is very ill (i'm writing from the boy's laptop right now).i've been avoiding taking the computer to the shop because i've not quite come to terms with what is the likely outcome. you see, i'm afraid i've learned that terrible terrible lesson that most of us learn at some point: i didn't back-up my shit.yes, friends,

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i was apparently standing* in the self-help section of the bus the other night. i'm completely nosey and check out what others are reading and, if it is loud enough, what they are listening to. within the three rows of seats i had nosey-nose access to:- bookish looking lady (40's?) on page 74 of "feng shui guide to love and romance"- woman, my age, 2 Corinthians- woman, younger than me, page 6 of

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1136221898386045192006-01-02T09:10:00.000-08:002006-01-03T06:51:23.086-08:00

found while cruising craigslist for a new place to live:"...Washer/dryer in unit. Building remodeled in 2001. All windows open both top and bottom. Includes 1 garage parking space and additional storage (5 ft by 5 ft by 5 ft). Building has common rooftop deck. Terms: 1st, $1750 sec dep. Min. 12 month lease. No Smoking, pet c/c with additional deposit (no Dalmatians). $200 Move in/move out fee.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1136118174664705842006-01-01T04:21:00.000-08:002006-01-01T04:22:54.676-08:00

"happy new years with your fucking herpes!"

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1136055972863374472005-12-31T11:02:00.000-08:002005-12-31T11:06:12.863-08:00

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1136055707592453222005-12-31T10:58:00.000-08:002005-12-31T11:01:47.593-08:00

i love seattle's workforce in the morning. many have those insulated coffee cups in their hands and often, they also have the resulting coffee nose. when you use these kinds of flip-top cups, you get a little drop of coffee on the bridge of your nose after you drink. it's cute.

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the only consistent thing about the bus times in this city is that, without fail, my connecting bus is pulling out from the stop as my first bus is pulling in. seriously.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1134700125654352142005-12-15T18:25:00.000-08:002005-12-15T18:28:45.816-08:00

i watched as the lady across from me finished a novel. i saw she had one page left and watched her face for a full three minutes, expecting something. the only noticible change before she closed the cover was a slight sagging of her shoulders.i always mourn the end of a book.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1133226047139866972005-11-28T16:58:00.000-08:002005-11-28T17:00:47.153-08:00

my new commute from my new work was so short today that i actually teared up. i've just been given an extra two hours of my life back every day. every. day.

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1. Still Alive.2. Seeing a nutritionist. For fun.3. Took ear impressions for the band Franz Ferdinand (rockstar audiologist, that's me).4. Eating buckwheat cereal every morning for breakfast (see #2).5. My cat Lucy recently and spontaneously learned how to understand and speak english. She's freaking our shit out, quite frankly.6. Quit my job on Friday.All topics will be thoroughly explained

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1126373978480512892005-09-10T10:03:00.000-07:002005-09-10T10:39:38.516-07:00

i had a patient the other day that had been through a gauntlet of unpleasant tests before she ever even got to me for a balance assessment. she'd been through testing to rule out MS.two days prior, she'd had a lumbar puncture (spinal tap) and had a resulting spinal headache. the pain read on her face and the worry in her eyes. she was told she couldn't get an everloving blood patch procedure

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1125939912077024792005-09-05T10:02:00.000-07:002005-09-05T10:05:12.083-07:00

found mike doughty's blog which has backstage pics of the fundraiser thing from saturday night...forgot to mention that i had face grinning cheek ache for a long time after their rendition of hungry like the wolf.

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the show went really well. sold out overflowing people sitting on the floor and in the aisles. we were super nervous and the tech guy seriously acted as if we'd never rehearsed the opening with him at least ten times last tuesday. the urge to kill immediately before a show is not usually a good sign for me.the way i know it was a good show was that, although i have my usual show amnesia,

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1124686395195847942005-08-21T21:43:00.000-07:002005-08-21T21:53:15.200-07:00

in my house, we have 'culinary probation'.it is a status i historically have handed out to the boy when he does such things as overwork hamburgers and/or omaha steaks with so much worcestershire that it is unrecognizable or that one time when he set the kitchen on fire.i might have gotten a little cocky.tonight, i made a spaghetti pie (with gluten free pasta). a simple simple casserole with more

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1124252253213804632005-08-16T21:06:00.000-07:002005-08-17T06:56:35.136-07:00

i've not posted lately because the only things i seem to be able to tolerate lately (beyond working and saving ears daily) is working out and making my way methodically through the entire buffy series.how come i missed this the first time around? we were really missing out.it's campy delightfulness and i'm worried about what the boy and i'll do when we make our way through them all. we are

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1122754640988763802005-07-30T13:16:00.000-07:002005-07-30T13:17:20.993-07:00

GOGA SHOW TONIGHT,RENDEZVOUS/JEWELBOX THEATRE@ 8PM!Wanna Watch?

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1122090410699486752005-07-22T20:36:00.000-07:002005-07-22T20:46:50.706-07:00

when driving home the other day, a local radio station was, for some reason, playing "Stairway to Gilligan". if you've not heard this, it is the theme song from gilligan's island, to the tune of stairway to heaven. it was cute enough.but it did get me thinking about me as a kid watching gilligan's island reruns*. even at a very very young age, i remember being acutely aware that i was more of a

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1121748583626224752005-07-18T21:48:00.000-07:002005-07-18T21:49:43.630-07:00

done and exhausted. guh.now on to the chronicles of narnia

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i feel completely humbled by the wonderful day i had yesterday.i DID have to go to work, which DID suck, because friday's are always crazy busy with patients.and the "birthday committee" that usually reminds staff of birthdays (everyone brings a card and one person is to bring a treat, etc.) forgot about mine completely and totally. once the mistake was realized...they scrambled. by lunch, i was

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1121437300281554022005-07-15T07:09:00.000-07:002005-07-15T07:21:40.286-07:00

i'm 30 today.i never thought i'd be one of those reflect-y semi-stunned thirty year olds, but here i am. i've done okay for thirty. (true reflection performed as a silent monologue)now, onto adulthood!!!!!........................... ............. ........ .. .wait....no fanfare?!?!?! no cape?!?! you mean i don't even get to eat cake today because gluten free cake still tastes like ass!?!?

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1121124027176297992005-07-11T16:18:00.000-07:002005-07-12T11:19:50.376-07:00

"O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! and yet again wonderful"As You Like It, Shakespeare

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1120885975374604762005-07-08T22:10:00.000-07:002005-07-08T22:12:55.380-07:00

i'm officially on it...i've got three words for you*:cabinloftfeatherbedfireplacehot tubfurry woodland creaturesit may be only two nights but i've freaking earned this one...pictures will be shared.*does not reflect actual number of words

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i completely geeked out today in front of a nine year old patient and his mom today.i saw he had harry potter book V in his hands in the waiting room...and i, before introducing myself as dr j, fell all over myself spastically blurting, " are you reading book five again so that you can be ready on july 16th?!?! me too! for the third time! who do you think the half-blood prince will be?"mom and

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oh holy crap i forgot how much i love this site.(now comes with an adult page)

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goga will be performing at bumbershoot this year! so. excited.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1119114415925450312005-06-18T09:57:00.000-07:002005-06-18T10:06:55.930-07:00

look out auburn, i'm coming.the supermall and i are going to have a throwdown. it is me and my increasingly odd shaped body against all work-appropriate clothing.i realized this week that i'm looking less and less like dr. j at work (whatever that means). the surprised look i get from my patients when i come in the room and introduce myself as dr. j was mildly amusing for a long time, but i'm

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1118540855416843512005-06-11T18:43:00.000-07:002005-06-11T18:47:35.420-07:00

i only ever iron my clothes when i'm in hotels.(my mother taught me many years ago the lazy-man's way to wrinkle free clothes...a few minutes in the drier on high heat with a damp washcloth. i love this trick. don't expect a pressed pleat or anything, but it does the trick for most girly clothes)

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literally. seattle has made me so thin skinned that i can't tolerate heat of any kind.i'm here for a work related thing. actually, i just got back from my very first focus group. this consisted of six audiologists who dispense hearing aids being quizzed by a room full of software engineers and developers, taking frantic notes on all we said. occasionally, one of us would say something or make a

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1117994550741846832005-06-05T10:54:00.000-07:002005-06-05T11:03:08.816-07:00

You've all seen the OnStar commercials with the actual recordings, right? I always thought those were kind of interesting. Kind of like reality television for commericials. I could appreciate them.Now, perhaps you've seen their new fear/guilt campaign that has little kids asking questions of their parents straight to the camera, essentially suggesting that their parents are putting them in danger

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1117904087566366692005-06-04T09:39:00.000-07:002005-06-04T10:13:17.436-07:00

so, i guess i'll start writing again. (how's that for enthusiasm?)funny what brought me back... i was doing some random google search, looking for some random quote, and it turns out i wrote about it forever ago...here. i read through one cached page of this site and i didn't recognize the writing style or even some of the life events as my own. it was a little unnerving. i suppose i was startled

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Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1117680171605723142005-06-01T19:42:00.000-07:002005-06-01T19:42:51.610-07:00

is this thing on? hmm?

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1064679457391594062003-09-27T09:17:00.000-07:002003-09-27T09:17:37.360-07:00

you know you are amongst a bunch of arty liberals when, after confiding to them that your father will be voting for arnold, there is an audible gasp and a moment of silence. -------------- we recently found out that the city museum will be having an all out haunted house on the night of the wedding. the boy and i had great fun figuring out all the most inappropriate times during the

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1064406433627137822003-09-24T05:27:00.000-07:002003-09-24T05:27:13.403-07:00

I'm giving a big talk to the public today. On the bill with me are an Ear, Nose and Throat physician that specializes in middle ear surgeries and did some really groundbreaking research very early in his career. The other speaker is a Neuro-otologist that specializes in cochlear implantation and well, her curriculum vitae is 17 pages long. And there is not one shred of fluff to it. yeah,

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1064197934685179352003-09-21T19:32:00.000-07:002003-09-21T19:32:14.593-07:00

If you are in the seattle area, you should come and see what i've been working on lately... Seattle Neutrino Project Seattle Neutrino Project is real actors at real locations with real cameras in real time. Seattle Neutrino Project will electrify audiences by bridging the synaptic gap between film and theater. This herd of actors, camera crews and technicians will shoot, score, edit, and

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i've been a busy girl. but, true to my style, i've also started procrastinating posting. i think about something great to write and then i put it off. and then i forget it. i also don't have internet at work. and i'm always at work. or rehearsal. or stuck in traffic on the 520 bridge. we have started to get replies back from the wedding invitations. i'm a little bit afraid because, so

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1062600293946728862003-09-03T07:44:00.000-07:002003-09-03T07:44:53.840-07:00

the only thing better than hand-addressing 80 wedding invitations is to do it all twice! the original envelopes promptly fell apart as we were stuffing them. that was cool. our response cards give you real options: __we'll be there! __we have to be there. __we cannot attend. __who are you people? we decided that we will send an invitation to anyone that either mother insists must be invited

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1061686527304130312003-08-23T17:55:00.000-07:002003-08-23T17:55:27.313-07:00

it is so weird and wrong to scrimp, save, and stress about money while simultaneously buying things like ivory colored shoes i'll wear once and bulk paper lanterns.

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we went to a department store to register. we already had some fun at target months ago with the zappy gun. target was nice, they leave you alone to select three wall clocks and two camp lights and don't scoff at your silver choice. the department store lady actually referred to our guests as "your buying group" and confided to us that we should really put a good six or seven items in the "

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1061343051925025972003-08-19T18:30:00.000-07:002003-08-19T18:30:51.870-07:00

well, if you don't already frequent her site, tequila mockingbird just wrote an amazing compelling heart-in-your-throat account of her flight back from Florida. I'm still holding my breath.

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After deciding that lying in bed for two hours awake, eyes wide open and breathing kind of funny was not getting me anywhere, I got up and made this list: To Do (really freaking soon): Dress Alteration Buy Rings Make/buy something for my freaking head Hairdresser appointment? Rehearsal dinner (is this all done?) Reserve Hotel Rooms Talk with DJ about extra hour and songs and microphones Find

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i'll be back. (i'm off to cali for the weekend to see my pa...will return with pictures and all the stories of wedding planning that i've been saving up. and a resolve to write more often.) have a fabulous weekend!

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does it really get much better than a mix cd that has two stevie wonder songs? does it?

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Four shows in three days. It sounds more impressive than it is, but still makes me nervous about not getting anything "done" this weekend. We really must start planning our wedding. We only have a place and a dress. And well, nothing else. This makes me nervous but I've fallen into the same old procrastination mode in which my priorities get all turned around and suddenly watching big

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1058657655314365282003-07-19T16:34:00.000-07:002003-07-19T16:34:15.233-07:00

you know how women do the towel wrap thingy with their hair when they get out of the shower...well i just did that and the boy turned to me and said: "You know, if that was just a covering for your big alien head, you'd still be beautiful. i can tell." sigh.

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just when i think i'm feeling and acting particularly grown-up, i find myself at the checkout counter of the 7-11 uncrumpling a wad of one dollar bills to buy exactly: one bottle cheap white wine two bags of skittles two score bars one hershey's dark chocolate one very large slurpee (half blue raspberry, half coke) thank heaven for 7-11 ---------------- for my birthday, the boy got me a

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1058452358786885522003-07-17T07:32:00.000-07:002003-07-17T07:32:38.720-07:00

MS is an auto-immune disorder in which the body attacks its own central nervous system. It eats away at the covering around the nerve and then, in some cases, right into the nerve. When I had my brain MRI that diagnosed MS, it showed that I had at least three other episodes of this previously in my life, without any obvious symptoms. The only reason I had symptoms when I did is because that

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1058280623730072652003-07-15T07:50:00.000-07:002003-07-15T07:51:53.050-07:00

Sorry for the complete lack of posts but I've just not had time lately what with rehearsal and work and the extra hours wasted with my new improved crazy angry shouting clenched commute. Also, I've not had much to say. The most interesting thing I've pondered lately is how the heck my friend Jennifer (who grew up on the West coast) knew that the way you play "ice cream man" was to turn your

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1057588575361982972003-07-07T07:36:00.000-07:002003-07-07T07:36:15.363-07:00

We went to the zoo yesterday and I acquired the foot blister quota for the both of us...cause, you know, i'm nice like that. It was really great to have the boy around because he has an almost eerie ability to spot animals in their habitat. While I stand unseeing and slack-jawed, fogging up a window in the reptile house, not quite four inches from the enormous yellow bellied snake of doooom,

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1057071713768438572003-07-01T08:01:00.000-07:002003-07-01T08:03:03.043-07:00

but i'm really glad i got so many comments yesterday about the absurdity of the whole catering quote thing. i think you get so caught up the 'the land of all things ungodly expensive' when you are trying to wedding plan (ie. the whole thing where it's suddenly okay to buy a poofy polyester dress with flowers that are glued on for $1500). i need to be reminded that this is not normal. and it's

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-1056986259930473312003-06-30T08:17:00.000-07:002003-06-30T08:17:39.910-07:00

i'm probably the last of the superhyper harry potter fans to finish the book. finished it yesterday. now i am in withdrawal. i tried to read the lemony snicket books i bought a while back but cannot get into it. when some one "appeared" during the first book, i read "apperated". i am a dork. ------------------------------- we got our first wedding reception cost quote. it was not pretty.

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there have been times in my life where i've felt particularly strong and un-girly. worked in a wood shop, worked in a factory, lifted stuff, wore boots, drank beer. yesterday, i became acutely aware of how girly i've become when i passed a female trucker, my age, unloading her stuff at the loading dock of the grocery store. i was wearing heels, carrying a latte and a fruit plate. also

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We went to visit friends in Vancouver, B.C. This was the pretty we had out our window. On the way home, we got stuck at the border for two hours. The god of yellow cars was angry. Graw. When we got home, the boy sweetly and suddenly turned into his father. It sneaks up on the best of us.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2004384342003-06-19T06:43:00.000-07:002003-06-19T06:43:59.433-07:00

The reception is now going to be upstairs in the city museum, rather than downstairs amongst the caves and fishes. The caves and fishes are great and whimsical but the architectural room upstairs has a bit more space to have both the ceremony and reception set up without hassle. And it's cool it its own way. (It boasts the largest collection of rare doorknobs in the world!) Although my

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2004246332003-06-13T22:55:00.000-07:002003-06-13T22:58:17.000-07:00

Considering the wonderfully disturbing amount of traffic this site has gotten off of searches for "bubble butt", I thought I'd encourage it a bit with an update about bubble butt himself, my ugly ass goldfish. Here he is. Still alive. In his enormous tank. All alone, having destroyed all other life forms that tried to share space with him (notice the plant is now gone). Not swimming. He

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2004219642003-06-13T07:35:00.000-07:002003-06-13T07:35:42.956-07:00

Just got an email from the boy's mother. Here is were we are having the rehearsal dinner (i mentioned it as a, gee i don't know, possibility in my last email to her...this woman works fast.) Um, I guess she also booked our DJ (never heard of them, but she booked 'em. did i mention she's fast?) I think she might be getting nervous about my lack of planning-ness. I think maybe this is a hint

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2004170942003-06-12T07:50:00.000-07:002003-06-12T07:50:02.236-07:00

Me: So,did they figure out what was the cause of all your dizziness last year? Patient: Oh, yes! I had a severe B12 deficiency! Me: Oh, I bet you are feeling a lot better now! Patient: Yes! You know, I was just glad it wasn't M.S. (makes that one gesture of relief, you know the one) Me: Yeah....yeah. This happened yesterday. I guess I didn't realize how bad off I am. Here I am, working

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2004061212003-06-10T00:04:00.000-07:002003-06-10T00:04:12.803-07:00

Coworker #1: (dropping his pen, then a piece of paper) Jeez, I've been dropping stuff like this all weekend. (jokingly) (!?) I must have M.S.! Me: (choking on my gum) Coworker #2: I know. I always think of the worst case scenario when I do stuff like that! Me: (still trying to swallow down the offending gum and trying desperately/bitterly to sound nonchalant - failing miserably) Well,

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2004029992003-06-09T08:32:00.000-07:002003-06-09T08:32:52.856-07:00

nothing like having a big spider on your face to start off the week. the worste part is, we both live to tell the tale. bastard.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003991482003-06-07T22:04:00.000-07:002003-06-07T22:04:07.486-07:00

Without the boy around this weekend, I thought I'd be doing all sorts of productive and/or creative and/or indulgent things. I'm pretty much doing the same stuff I'd have done with him here (errands, movies, junk food), just with less joy and bigger portions. ------------------------ Guys and Dolls was on tonight and I just watched the whole thing. I'm pretty sure that the solution to my

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003922092003-06-05T21:21:00.000-07:002003-06-05T21:22:20.000-07:00

Why did my dumb dumb cat wait till the boy was out of town to turn into a jumpy freak in the middle of the night? I was sleeping semi-peacefully at 3:30 this morning when horsey-cat, who was laying at the end of the bed, sprung at least three full feet in the air and landed all 17 pounds of herself on my stomach. After catching my breath, I moved her back down to the end of the bed. I looked

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003921732003-06-05T21:09:00.000-07:002003-06-05T21:09:20.000-07:00

can you test the hearing of a two year old spanish girl? yeah, me either.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003873602003-06-04T21:55:00.000-07:002003-06-04T21:55:05.973-07:00

Post-It Note Love. (drove the boy to the airport this morning. he did this right before we left...i keep finding them everywhere! i think i'll keep him)

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003821622003-06-03T19:57:00.000-07:002003-06-03T19:57:35.000-07:00

Girls that do not even own hair dryers should NOT attempt a "fingernail enhancement system". It will only end in heartache. Every time.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003704472003-06-01T11:06:00.000-07:002003-06-01T12:50:56.000-07:00

Why don't we have a few friends over so I can drink five times my weight in cheap charles shaw wine and break stuff and be loud and obnoxious and wake up the next morning with my brain shriveled to the size of a walnut and not remember the details of, oh let's say, the last two hours of the evening? Oh wait. That was last night. I think. (the boy is off getting me the ultimate hangover food

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003559932003-05-28T23:31:00.000-07:002003-05-28T23:31:28.790-07:00

All that self-hypnosis must be working because water actually DOES taste better out of my new eight dollar bottle. It does. No, really.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003499092003-05-27T17:30:00.000-07:002003-05-27T17:31:49.000-07:00

In the spirit of the "members only" jacket of the early eighties, I've been compelled to buy something just because everyone else had one. Carrying water around with you everywhere is taken to a different level here in Seattle (and probably other places but certainly not mt pleasant, michigan). Obviously you must have one of these Nalgene bottles. I'm not kidding when I say that everyone at

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003417432003-05-26T11:04:00.000-07:002003-05-26T11:16:23.000-07:00

with all my new-found guilt-free weekend-time, i'm trying to get us out in the fresh air. we've been sitting inside too much for the last, oh say, year or so. this weekend, i was thinking we'd try and get out of town. like last minute camping or something. this was downsized to a day trip to the mountains because we had to take care of a friend's diabetic cat (insulin twice a day, it's worse

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003350192003-05-23T18:17:00.000-07:002003-05-23T18:17:15.930-07:00

Here's a picture of a project that the boy had to do for one of his "lighting guy" courses. We got to paint mason jars and play with lanterns and fire. Lots of fire. Glowy glowy glowy.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003311062003-05-23T00:36:00.000-07:002003-05-23T00:41:12.000-07:00

Good: a patient requesting specifically to see me and telling everyone in the waiting room how much i've helped her Bad: migraines at work, especially when the last patient of the day is a kiddo with strong lungs and a talent for turning bright bright bright red who missed his afternoon nap just to see me Oogy: ear wax in general. this is something that i've gotten over, mostly. when it's

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003204372003-05-20T22:40:00.000-07:002003-05-20T22:40:28.370-07:00

Hey Jana, the next time you meet an otolaryngologist who is a very very very important referral source for your new employer, DO NOT refer to yourself as the "sugar mama" to your "arty" fiance. It's just tacky, even if it's true. I mean, really.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2003058932003-05-17T15:45:00.000-07:002003-05-17T15:45:27.933-07:00

we saw the matrix this morning. we were going to go see it last night but we fell asleep on the futon at 8pm and slept for 12 hours instead. it was okay. it has as many plot holes as the last one but those were overshadowed by my complete bewilderment at the whole zion thing. i'm not giving anything away, but it was little unsettling to see that the future is a bump and grind rave...but

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002982522003-05-15T18:52:00.000-07:002003-05-15T18:52:54.266-07:00

- Pistachio nuts are worth the trouble. - My mom was right (as usual) about the whole "paint your nails twice a week with this stuff" thing. My hands are killer right now. - The spread-y toed relief that I get when I take off my high heels after work is almost worth wearing them in the first place. Almost. - I forgot how much of a socially-retarded shy person I am when I start a job. And

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002879672003-05-13T21:37:00.000-07:002003-05-13T21:37:35.470-07:00

Instead of going to the gym tonight, I managed a completely failed attempt at making rice krispy treats. yes, that recipe with only three ingredients...terrible. i weep for all those wasted mini-marshmallows.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002745792003-05-11T10:17:00.000-07:002003-05-11T10:17:09.786-07:00

"over one day in may 2003, people all over the world took a photograph an hour to illustrate a day in their life" here goes: 9 am- my alarm clock is always furry and complaining on the weekends 10 - checking email. monkey toes. 11 - the boy and i went for a walk. we saw flowers as big as your head. noon - stopping for refreshments. three major coffee chains within half a block. the

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002725822003-05-10T15:15:00.000-07:002003-05-10T15:15:41.573-07:00

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002714932003-05-10T08:41:00.000-07:002003-05-10T08:41:49.396-07:00

I'm going to do the May Day Project today. I just checked in to make sure it is today and realized that most of the world is nearly finished. It made me panic a little, like was late for work (i still can't seem to let that panic thing go...) So far, I've photographed my feet. Yes, it's an exciting life I lead here in Seattle. Yes, indeed.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002587282003-05-07T18:28:00.000-07:002003-05-07T18:30:45.000-07:00

so, i have MS, right? right. and i have this brand new job where no one knows i have MS, right? right. and i, for the first time in the two years i've had MS, have a weird feeling like i may not want to tell anyone there. which is super weird because i'll usually tell anybody. when i first got diagnosed, i even (oddly madly inexplicably) told the guy at Volkswagen Credit when he called to

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002272792003-05-01T07:54:00.000-07:002003-05-01T07:54:50.960-07:00

well, i'm off to michigan today to get me a hood. be back sunday night.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002192282003-04-29T18:43:00.000-07:002003-04-30T06:07:03.000-07:00

When I was a kid, I used to soak up adult conversation like a sponge. However, when I tried it myself, it rarely went well. Like the time when I decided that, since I'd heard the word "hell" on those church shows on television, it was fair game for dinner conversation. A seven year old saying that the bees around the soccer goal "scared the hell out of me" during the game was not, apparently,

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002187522003-04-29T16:33:00.000-07:002003-04-29T16:33:33.353-07:00

I used to say that I'd know I had finally made it when I had an office with a door. That won't happen with this job, but..... I've already got business cards (gulp). Also, I was hired on Friday, right? Well, Monday morning I got a "welcome, we look forward to working with you!" gift basket delivered to my door. It had a white (or rather pink) chocolate ear in it. I think I'm going to

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002062712003-04-27T08:55:00.000-07:002003-04-27T11:53:19.000-07:00

(let the shopping commence!) i've been wanting to get one of these fancy pants toothbrushes for a while now. i finally got us one yesterday. it's really weird and tingly. i've brushed my teeth like 17 times since yesterday. the one thing i will miss: making goofy faces at the boy and trying to decipher each other's toothpaste talk as we both get ready for bed. only one brushes at a time

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2002006652003-04-25T13:13:00.000-07:002003-04-25T13:24:24.000-07:00

I'm employed.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001878182003-04-23T07:49:00.000-07:002003-04-23T07:49:52.333-07:00

I've got a job interview today at 11:00 I tried to buy a suit yesterday for said job interview. It went badly. People without jobs need interview suits but should not buy them. I did not. I mostly wandered slackjawed around a stupid mall. Suits are both ugly and expensive. And they make me look like a football player. My shoulders were raised in Nebraska and they need no extra padding,

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001786692003-04-21T14:51:00.000-07:002003-04-21T15:01:52.000-07:00

My first belly dancing class was fun. I spent an hour intently focused on the instructor's bejeweled butt. I do, however, wish there wasn't that great big mirror in the front. Whenever i pried my eyes away from the bejeweled butt to look and see if my hips were doing anything resembling hers, I caught sight of my absurd self. And I'd get the giggles because I kept thinking, while she looked

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001771232003-04-21T10:15:00.000-07:002003-04-21T10:15:46.710-07:00

It's my first official day of unemployment. So far today I have: -given my friend's diabetic cat a shot -given myself a shot -drank a mocha with whip -arranged to meet an ex-coworker for a belly dancing class at noon today -been called "sassy" -devised an elaborate plan involving wax paper, squirt guns, dryer sheets and cat nip to try and keep my dumb cat from

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001736952003-04-20T15:14:00.000-07:002003-04-20T15:14:11.240-07:00

I drive a really cute car. I bought it 5 years ago...back before I became a student again and had a real job. I did a bunch of research on what kind of car would be reliable, efficient, and affordable. Oh, yes, and yellow. All my research went out the window when I saw my car. Blinded by all of its yellow goodness. I'm pretty sure I got screwed on the price. I brought the boy along to

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001668192003-04-18T09:34:00.000-07:002003-04-18T14:35:16.000-07:00

arg...comments will return. at some point. please send messages telepathically till then. thank you.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001667102003-04-18T09:06:00.000-07:002003-04-18T09:06:20.486-07:00

excuse me while i mess up my template beyond repair. thank you.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001592792003-04-16T19:42:00.000-07:002003-04-16T19:42:49.786-07:00

i joined a gym last night and now i'm walking like a cowboy. ouch.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001478582003-04-14T19:07:00.000-07:002003-04-14T19:13:17.000-07:00

I think my house plant is trying to tell me something. It has this one long gravity defying arm that just keeps growing and growing. I keep thinking I'll wake up one morning and it will have spelled out a greeting. Or a threat. Or it will have hog tied my cat.

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001430862003-04-13T23:13:00.000-07:002003-04-14T17:17:57.000-07:00

Last night, while walking from the car to a dinner party, I managed to completely destroy the perfectly pinned proportionately poofy hairstyle I'd carefully constructed the hour before we left. I don't do my hair, as a rule, because it's usually too...too...upsetting. I tried this thing last night. It was very complicated. It involved an inverted barrette and FOUR bobby pins. This was

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001345002003-04-11T12:21:00.000-07:002003-04-11T13:36:26.000-07:00

Does this seem like a bad idea to anyone else? I mean, I never got into the whole playing card thing and I always lose most of the boy's penny's when I join into his poker games, but really.... "The cards list 52 of the most wanted regime leaders. The two jokers list Iraqi military ranks and Arab titles, the 55 card is the logo of the Defense Intelligence Agency who made the cards." What's

Jnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3812315.post-2001245172003-04-09T20:02:00.000-07:002003-04-09T20:07:20.000-07:00

well, my links certainly need to be rethought. It seems that Going Bridal has gone away for good this time. Tequila Mockingbird has writer's block. Now, lot vogue. has decided to call it quits. Very peculiar. (i mean i'll still compulsively check them for a while to make sure they've not changed their minds or something)

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