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| That is Neo. He has my legs pinned. I think he's trying to make me feel better. |
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| Lucy is on my lap in front of my computer. |
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| She moved. |
Friday, October 29, 2010
Crazy kittens
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I'm in a constant state...
Quote of the Day: "Why do Americans choose from just 2 people to run for president and 50 for Miss America?"...And since I sort of owe you: "Tolerance: Let's celebrate our differences and diversity even though you are clearly wrong."
I am trapped in a web....
Of frustration!!! All of a sudden I have all this work to do. And all of a sudden everyone I work with has decided to become incredibly stupid and require me to hold their hands through everything. Um, I'M NOT A DEVELOPER!!! I do not want to be a developer. Yes, I have the knowledge of development type things like the Java and such, but that does not mean I want to do it. I have carefully avoided that direction in life. I want to tell the developers what to develop, without having to sit there and watch them or help them do it. That's the whole point of their existence. Ugh. Okay, okay. I'm done with that.
The Stock Market...
I'm not sure what exactly happened last night but things have gone horribly apumpernickle all of sudden in today's stock market. The gains that I have been getting on my stock this past month are quickly disappearing. I knew I shouldn't have been so excited! Curses.
Work is out of control...
I've been so busy at work lately (who knew they would expect me to actually do some work at some point!) that I haven't had time to blog or even think of anything to blog about. I do most of my blogging from work, so actually having to do work while at work is cramping my style. However, I am trying to take more pictures in my daily life, which I post here. There are some in the blog below this one.
Jenn - I'll think of something soon, I swear...
I am trapped in a web....
Of frustration!!! All of a sudden I have all this work to do. And all of a sudden everyone I work with has decided to become incredibly stupid and require me to hold their hands through everything. Um, I'M NOT A DEVELOPER!!! I do not want to be a developer. Yes, I have the knowledge of development type things like the Java and such, but that does not mean I want to do it. I have carefully avoided that direction in life. I want to tell the developers what to develop, without having to sit there and watch them or help them do it. That's the whole point of their existence. Ugh. Okay, okay. I'm done with that.
The Stock Market...
I'm not sure what exactly happened last night but things have gone horribly apumpernickle all of sudden in today's stock market. The gains that I have been getting on my stock this past month are quickly disappearing. I knew I shouldn't have been so excited! Curses.
Work is out of control...
I've been so busy at work lately (who knew they would expect me to actually do some work at some point!) that I haven't had time to blog or even think of anything to blog about. I do most of my blogging from work, so actually having to do work while at work is cramping my style. However, I am trying to take more pictures in my daily life, which I post here. There are some in the blog below this one.
Jenn - I'll think of something soon, I swear...
GOOD MORNING...
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| This was moments after Lucy had ninja crawled up his chest and took a little bite out of his neck. I think the little whore was trying to give him a hickey. It was funny. |
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| I woke up to Neo snuggled in between us. Lucy has just flopped down on my chest and is purring. |
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| Two things: 1. My chest must be very comfortable cause she's all passed out. 2. I have really long arms to be able to pull off this photo. |
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| Lucy. Crazy cat. |
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| She is all up on top of me. |
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| Neo just spotted Lucy's tail. |
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| Good Morning!!! This was in my face when I woke up. |
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| This is an old picture of Lucy napping on Boyfriend's desk while he worked. |
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Random Picture Blog
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| Work is trying to ruin all my hard work with their devilish treats! |
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| My phone takes some pretty decent pictures. I thought that this leaf was interesting. I'm easily interested. |
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| This is the tree that was NOT supposed to come down! |
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| Yet another view of the carnage. |
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Love is A Battlefield...
Quote of the Day: "I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you." -?
Play that funky 80's music...
OMG. This day has been heinous. Back to back to back meetings all freaking day. Good thing I wrote down the blog topics I thought of on the way to work or there would be NOTHING!!!
Is there a way to listen to Love is a Battlefield on the radio in the car without singing along in the most dramatic fashion possible? I didn't think so. I hope that guy who say me didn't crash...
Filter...
What happened to this band? How does a band rock my socks off with Hey Man, Nice Shot only to turn around and vomit Photograph at me? Seriously, how do you start out being a hard rock band with the Short Bus album only to turn around and become a weak Oasis wanna be band with Title of Record? Talk about musical bipolar disorder. I bring this up because I heard Hey Man, Nice Shot on the radio this morning and 15 years later I still friggin love that song. It also happens to be on my DROID play list.
Since we are on the subject of music...
Few things:
1. One Tree Hill - Yes, I watch it. Yes, I love it. But I love each episode's music the most. The CW has a way of doing magical things with soundtrack on all their shows but One Tree Hill is the best. Maybe it's because they crank it over the actual dialogue.
2. Shazam - Ugh. I like the concept of this app but when I tried to use it this morning, it wouldn't work. That made it sort of pointless to me.
3. Daughtry - Is it me or does every band sound like Daughtry? Or maybe it's that Daughtry sounds like every band? Like there was this song on this morning (the one I tried to use Shazam on my phone to identify) and I was like "Is that Daughtry?" I may have even said it out loud to myself because I do that. Often. Anyway, then I was like "no, maybe it's not but sure sounds like him". Then I realized that everyone sounds the same these days. I later (2 minutes ago) found out that it was actually a band called Theory of a Deadman. A band that based on the Wikipedia entry I just looked at looks like a bunch of douchebags. Actually, the lead singer looks like an even douchier version of Chris Daughtry (is that even possible?!?!?!) with hair. And they sing like the exact opposite songs. Like Daughtry sings all about wanting to be with the girl and love and shit. Theory of a Bunch of Douchebags are all about "you suck, ex-girlfriend, and my life is all about being done with your dumb ass". Except both bands' songs sound exactly the same with the only difference being the word "not" in the lyrics. Like one will say "girl we are meant to be" and the other will say "girl we are NOT meant to be". It's hysterical. I wouldn't even pirate this shatner.
Friggin' Developers...
OMG, my developers are making me nuts today. Like I care how they will read a friggin EBCDIC file into a java process and mask credit card numbers or the difficulties presented. Just effing do it! That's their friggin job! My job is to say "Developers, we need to read these EBCIDIC files on this server and mask the credit card numbers before FTPing them on their way to the down stream system." Hmmm. Jenn's job? DONE. Now do yours!!! UGH!!!
I need to go run.
Jenn - What's on MY play list? Funny you should ask...
1. Almost - Bowling for Soup
2. Bleed America - Jimmy Eat World
3. Damn Regret - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
4. Forever Young - Alphaville
5. Dirty Little Secret - All American Rejects
6. God of Wine - Third Eye Blind
7. Like a Stone - Audioslave
8. A Little's Enough - Angels And Airwaves
Play that funky 80's music...
OMG. This day has been heinous. Back to back to back meetings all freaking day. Good thing I wrote down the blog topics I thought of on the way to work or there would be NOTHING!!!
Is there a way to listen to Love is a Battlefield on the radio in the car without singing along in the most dramatic fashion possible? I didn't think so. I hope that guy who say me didn't crash...
Filter...
What happened to this band? How does a band rock my socks off with Hey Man, Nice Shot only to turn around and vomit Photograph at me? Seriously, how do you start out being a hard rock band with the Short Bus album only to turn around and become a weak Oasis wanna be band with Title of Record? Talk about musical bipolar disorder. I bring this up because I heard Hey Man, Nice Shot on the radio this morning and 15 years later I still friggin love that song. It also happens to be on my DROID play list.
Since we are on the subject of music...
Few things:
1. One Tree Hill - Yes, I watch it. Yes, I love it. But I love each episode's music the most. The CW has a way of doing magical things with soundtrack on all their shows but One Tree Hill is the best. Maybe it's because they crank it over the actual dialogue.
2. Shazam - Ugh. I like the concept of this app but when I tried to use it this morning, it wouldn't work. That made it sort of pointless to me.
3. Daughtry - Is it me or does every band sound like Daughtry? Or maybe it's that Daughtry sounds like every band? Like there was this song on this morning (the one I tried to use Shazam on my phone to identify) and I was like "Is that Daughtry?" I may have even said it out loud to myself because I do that. Often. Anyway, then I was like "no, maybe it's not but sure sounds like him". Then I realized that everyone sounds the same these days. I later (2 minutes ago) found out that it was actually a band called Theory of a Deadman. A band that based on the Wikipedia entry I just looked at looks like a bunch of douchebags. Actually, the lead singer looks like an even douchier version of Chris Daughtry (is that even possible?!?!?!) with hair. And they sing like the exact opposite songs. Like Daughtry sings all about wanting to be with the girl and love and shit. Theory of a Bunch of Douchebags are all about "you suck, ex-girlfriend, and my life is all about being done with your dumb ass". Except both bands' songs sound exactly the same with the only difference being the word "not" in the lyrics. Like one will say "girl we are meant to be" and the other will say "girl we are NOT meant to be". It's hysterical. I wouldn't even pirate this shatner.
Friggin' Developers...
OMG, my developers are making me nuts today. Like I care how they will read a friggin EBCDIC file into a java process and mask credit card numbers or the difficulties presented. Just effing do it! That's their friggin job! My job is to say "Developers, we need to read these EBCIDIC files on this server and mask the credit card numbers before FTPing them on their way to the down stream system." Hmmm. Jenn's job? DONE. Now do yours!!! UGH!!!
I need to go run.
Jenn - What's on MY play list? Funny you should ask...
1. Almost - Bowling for Soup
2. Bleed America - Jimmy Eat World
3. Damn Regret - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
4. Forever Young - Alphaville
5. Dirty Little Secret - All American Rejects
6. God of Wine - Third Eye Blind
7. Like a Stone - Audioslave
8. A Little's Enough - Angels And Airwaves
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
I'm a very busy person who just happens to sleep a lot...
Quote of the Day: "The voices in my head may not be real, but they have some good ideas!" - ?
Just a few things that make my butt itch...
Figuratively. Not Literally. Though, I literally had egg on my face today while talking to a co-worker and that was kind of funny. It took him like 5 minutes before he decided to let me know.
1. Assuming that I am not talking about a streetwalker (a.k.a. woman of ill repute, lady of the night, hooker), why do women wear 3+ inch heels to work? I guess if you are like 4 ft 9 in, it sort of makes sense so that you are not mistaken for someone's child, but other than that, what purpose could there be? Do you really like wearing heels that much? How do your joints not ache? And who exactly are you trying to impress at the office? I can't help but be suspicious. 3+ inch heels are just a bit much, don't you think? Especially at my work, where it's basically an old guy sausage fest, you may get their attention but they aren't hearing a word you are saying. True story. They sometimes forget that I'm a girl and I hear things. I'm not here to judge, though. I suppose to each his own. I just don't get it. Especially the ones who wear the 3 inch heels and then walk all hunched over like they are self-conscious of their height. Huh? You added 3+ inches on purpose. So stop creeping around like you are headed to the bell tower and stand up straight. Just saying...
2. I've started to really think that I have some form of autism. I realize that I am incapable of normal human interaction or emotion. I have no desire for small talk nor do I really care about anyone's weekend. In reality, I probably wouldn't talk to anyone at all if given they choice. But, alas, to survive in society, I must pretend like I don't just want to get to the point. Unfortunately, this leads me to over compensate and I end up chatting with people far longer than would be considered adequate. And I have this tendency to abruptly end the conversation. I've never really figured out how to appropriately end a conversation. I tend to leave a lot of bewildered looks in my wake. Or offend people. Boyfriend has been getting cranky about it later. If we are talking about something and I've already received the information that I require, I sort of stop listening to what he is saying. Then he's all "were you even listening?" and I'm all "oh, I thought we were done talking about that" and he's all *pout*. We work it out but I'm finding that my patience for any sort of lengthy discussion about anything is getting thinner. That's usually a sign that it's time to up my meds.
Also, I apparently lack certain human traits, like a need to discuss, at length, my problems and emotions unless I feel that there is some sort of solution that I'm not getting to on my own. Boyfriend explained to me that sometimes people just want to say what's on their mind to someone else without the other person offering any kind of solution. I'm pretty sure that the blank look on my face was somewhat amusing to him. I honestly don't understand why people do that. I suppose it makes some people feel better. I find that if I'm faced with some sort of problem or emotion that is causing me distress and I am unable to find a resolution on my own, it only makes me feel worse to discuss is with someone who also can't help me. IDK. It's just how I roll. I do like to vent my frustration on the interweb because I can get feedback without having to get into a lengthy discussion. Otherwise, if there is a situation that I can't do anything about, I just move past it.
3. OMG. Freaking tree cutters. We had two trees we needed cut down because one was too close to the house and causing damage to the room and the other one was dead. Boyfriend put blue painter tape on them to remind the tree cutter people which ones to cut. One of our favorite trees had a blue ribbon around it (from birthday balloons, but we haven't taken the blue ribbon down yet because there is poison ivy). So, the tree cutter cut it down. WTF?!?!?! On the work order, it even clearly stated where the trees were on the property and that only two were supposed to be taken down. So, they cut down THREE. UGH! I don't even want to see it. It was a huge beautiful tree at the end of the driveway. Boyfriend is very unhappy. -- Update: He spoke to the tree cutters and they are going to replace the tree. What kind of tree would be pretty and grow well in central Indiana?
4. I'm trying to listen and participate on a conference call and everyone in the cubicles around me are being LOUD. Freaking loud. And people are also gathering by my cubicle to have random conversations. And the person talking on my call has a rather thick Chinese accent and I'm already having a hard time. I may go postal.
Jenn - I'm not cranky today, I swear...
Just a few things that make my butt itch...
Figuratively. Not Literally. Though, I literally had egg on my face today while talking to a co-worker and that was kind of funny. It took him like 5 minutes before he decided to let me know.
1. Assuming that I am not talking about a streetwalker (a.k.a. woman of ill repute, lady of the night, hooker), why do women wear 3+ inch heels to work? I guess if you are like 4 ft 9 in, it sort of makes sense so that you are not mistaken for someone's child, but other than that, what purpose could there be? Do you really like wearing heels that much? How do your joints not ache? And who exactly are you trying to impress at the office? I can't help but be suspicious. 3+ inch heels are just a bit much, don't you think? Especially at my work, where it's basically an old guy sausage fest, you may get their attention but they aren't hearing a word you are saying. True story. They sometimes forget that I'm a girl and I hear things. I'm not here to judge, though. I suppose to each his own. I just don't get it. Especially the ones who wear the 3 inch heels and then walk all hunched over like they are self-conscious of their height. Huh? You added 3+ inches on purpose. So stop creeping around like you are headed to the bell tower and stand up straight. Just saying...
2. I've started to really think that I have some form of autism. I realize that I am incapable of normal human interaction or emotion. I have no desire for small talk nor do I really care about anyone's weekend. In reality, I probably wouldn't talk to anyone at all if given they choice. But, alas, to survive in society, I must pretend like I don't just want to get to the point. Unfortunately, this leads me to over compensate and I end up chatting with people far longer than would be considered adequate. And I have this tendency to abruptly end the conversation. I've never really figured out how to appropriately end a conversation. I tend to leave a lot of bewildered looks in my wake. Or offend people. Boyfriend has been getting cranky about it later. If we are talking about something and I've already received the information that I require, I sort of stop listening to what he is saying. Then he's all "were you even listening?" and I'm all "oh, I thought we were done talking about that" and he's all *pout*. We work it out but I'm finding that my patience for any sort of lengthy discussion about anything is getting thinner. That's usually a sign that it's time to up my meds.
Also, I apparently lack certain human traits, like a need to discuss, at length, my problems and emotions unless I feel that there is some sort of solution that I'm not getting to on my own. Boyfriend explained to me that sometimes people just want to say what's on their mind to someone else without the other person offering any kind of solution. I'm pretty sure that the blank look on my face was somewhat amusing to him. I honestly don't understand why people do that. I suppose it makes some people feel better. I find that if I'm faced with some sort of problem or emotion that is causing me distress and I am unable to find a resolution on my own, it only makes me feel worse to discuss is with someone who also can't help me. IDK. It's just how I roll. I do like to vent my frustration on the interweb because I can get feedback without having to get into a lengthy discussion. Otherwise, if there is a situation that I can't do anything about, I just move past it.
3. OMG. Freaking tree cutters. We had two trees we needed cut down because one was too close to the house and causing damage to the room and the other one was dead. Boyfriend put blue painter tape on them to remind the tree cutter people which ones to cut. One of our favorite trees had a blue ribbon around it (from birthday balloons, but we haven't taken the blue ribbon down yet because there is poison ivy). So, the tree cutter cut it down. WTF?!?!?! On the work order, it even clearly stated where the trees were on the property and that only two were supposed to be taken down. So, they cut down THREE. UGH! I don't even want to see it. It was a huge beautiful tree at the end of the driveway. Boyfriend is very unhappy. -- Update: He spoke to the tree cutters and they are going to replace the tree. What kind of tree would be pretty and grow well in central Indiana?
4. I'm trying to listen and participate on a conference call and everyone in the cubicles around me are being LOUD. Freaking loud. And people are also gathering by my cubicle to have random conversations. And the person talking on my call has a rather thick Chinese accent and I'm already having a hard time. I may go postal.
Jenn - I'm not cranky today, I swear...
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Well, well, well...
Quote of the Day: Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it into a fruit salad. - ?
Stupid Friggin Xanga...
It's down today which is totally annoying since I need my fix of blogs. Curses.
My life continues to frustrate me...I was again listening to the radio this morning and heard Fleetwood Mac. Which just cemented my believe that there was once a time when singing ability was not necessarily central to the popularity of a female singer. Cause Stevie Nicks sounds like a goat. (Though, I guess Miley Cyrus also sounds goatlike and she has a huge career but she's really young and i don't fit that category either so DARN IT!)
Some Interesting Reading...
I found this via mancouch@mancouch. This chick wrote this power point presentation for her friends and it has since gone viral. Check it out HERE.
I found it to be very interesting. It's so wrong yet so right.
Catching up with old friends...
I got to catch up with someone I haven't had the chance to talk to in a while. It always reminds me how much I miss him. I need to be better about contact with people. I may never see them but that doesn't mean that they are not my friend and that I don't miss them.
Not much today...
My whole body aches from the weights and the running and the getting up early. I need to sleep like 10 hours tonight. And eat. Cause I'm starving...
Jenn - Not a whole lot to say today...
Stupid Friggin Xanga...
It's down today which is totally annoying since I need my fix of blogs. Curses.
My life continues to frustrate me...I was again listening to the radio this morning and heard Fleetwood Mac. Which just cemented my believe that there was once a time when singing ability was not necessarily central to the popularity of a female singer. Cause Stevie Nicks sounds like a goat. (Though, I guess Miley Cyrus also sounds goatlike and she has a huge career but she's really young and i don't fit that category either so DARN IT!)
Some Interesting Reading...
I found this via mancouch@mancouch. This chick wrote this power point presentation for her friends and it has since gone viral. Check it out HERE.
I found it to be very interesting. It's so wrong yet so right.
Catching up with old friends...
I got to catch up with someone I haven't had the chance to talk to in a while. It always reminds me how much I miss him. I need to be better about contact with people. I may never see them but that doesn't mean that they are not my friend and that I don't miss them.
Not much today...
My whole body aches from the weights and the running and the getting up early. I need to sleep like 10 hours tonight. And eat. Cause I'm starving...
Jenn - Not a whole lot to say today...
Monday, October 04, 2010
I wanna be a Rock Star...
Quote of the Day: I discovered I scream the same way whether I'm about to be devoured by a great white shark or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot. -?
And the year was 1980-something....
As I was driving to work this morning, I heard a song on the radio that sunk me into a semi-deep melancholia. The song was I Love Rock and Roll, sang by Joan Jett and the Blackhawks. Now, some of you may be thinking that that is an odd song to cause a state of semi-deep melancholia. The reason for my mood is that, while listening to that song, I realized that by being born in 1977, I had missed the opportunity to become an 80's rock icon. I Love Rock and Roll was released in 1981 by Joan Jett and the Blackhawks, became a #1 hit and catapulted her into fame as a solo act. That could have been me. I'm not going to sugar coat it, Joan Jett has a crap voice. But she has swagger and attitude and punk rock coolness. Plus, I think she like plays guitar or something. So, basically, in the 80s, having a good voice was not necessarily a requirement to becoming a chick rock star. Thus, i missed a HUGE opportunity because my parents did not have the courtesy or forethought to conceive me like a decade earlier. I have a crap voice, but I can certainly throw around attitude and swagger. Plus, I already have the "just woke up after a hard night of partying" look down. Not that I ever have a hard night of partying. I just always look like I did. Mostly because I have no control over my hair and I am really bad at applying make-up. Anyway, point is, I could have learned to play guitar and wear ripped jeans and leather jackets. I could have been an 80's rock icon.
So, I was feeling pretty gloomy about the whole thing. Then, Motown Philly (circa 1991) by Boyz to Men came on the radio. I perked up. It's just catchy. Following that was J. Geils Band's Centerfold (circa 1981) and Susanne Vega's Luka (circa 1987). Right before I got to work, Cher's If I Could Turn Back Time (Circa 1989) came on the radio and I realized that Indianapolis radio was trying to tell me something. I wasn't born too late!!! Apparently, Indiana is single-handedly attempting to bring back the 80s!!! (Okay, I realize that Boys 2 Men were early 90s, but I sort of lump the early 90s and 80s together). All has not been lost!!! I could become an 80s retro rock icon!!!
All I have to do is learn how to play guitar, write some songs, and get me a leather jacket. Minor details. I'm ready to be famous and beloved.
I'm not crying...
So, we started Chalean Extreme Friday. This means that I got up earlier than normal this morning to lift weights while Chalean yelled at me to not be a pansy. Or wuss. Or whatever other word that means I'm a total baby weakling is. That Chalean is EVIL. We may have been cursing at her the whole time and calling her unfriendly names. Not that we don't like her as a person, but as the lady in the exercise video, she's pure evil. I'm also in terrible shape because all the muscles between my scalp and toenails are feeling a bit delicate at the moment. Plus, i still have to go run after work. I'm trying to figure out if it's physically possible to sleep AND run at the same time. I even got a goodnight sleep last night, which could be due to the herbal sleep aid I took or the placebo effect of me thinking that because I took the herbal supplement I would get a better night's sleep. My mind is a complicated place to be. Bottom Line: I'm freaking tired. I might need to sneak out to my car...
Weekend Reading...
This weekend I got lazy and sat around for most of Saturday. I read a book so it wasn't a complete waste of my brain cells. I read The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson. I typically do not jump on the reading band wagon (the last time I did, I ended up regretting it. The Davinci Code was TERRIBLE.) I find that most books written for the masses are crap. I decided to read this one because someone I know had recently mentioned that I remind them of one of the main characters, Lisbeth Salander. This character is described in Wikipedia as "antisocial but extremely intelligent hacker and researcher, specializing in investigating people. She has a photographic memory, and is believed by Blomkvist to have Asperger syndrome. She has been compared to Pippi Longstocking,and a colleague has stated that Larsson conceived Salander partly as a "grown up Pippi Longstocking"." Of course, this peaked my interest. It's not infrequent that people wonder if I have some form of Autism.
The book itself was enjoyable. I liked it enough and it was a quick enough read that I'm reading the next book in the series. I find the Lisbeth character to be quite intriguing. I'm not sure if I am all that similar to her. I don't have a photographic memory (I WISH!!!) and I'm not quite so paranoid. I can get around some levels of company web blocking (which is why i"m able to access this blog site from work) but I'm certainly no hacker. ADD and Autism can be similar at times and I certainly have some of the social and relationship issues that a person with Asperger's can have. I'm a good 8 inches taller and 40 lbs bigger than she is, so no one is mistaking me for an anorexic girl. And I still haven't figured out if the comparison is a compliment or not. At least she's an interesting character. Better to be compared to someone interesting than boring. Still...
Have you read the book?
Jenn - SO FREAKING TIRED...
And the year was 1980-something....
As I was driving to work this morning, I heard a song on the radio that sunk me into a semi-deep melancholia. The song was I Love Rock and Roll, sang by Joan Jett and the Blackhawks. Now, some of you may be thinking that that is an odd song to cause a state of semi-deep melancholia. The reason for my mood is that, while listening to that song, I realized that by being born in 1977, I had missed the opportunity to become an 80's rock icon. I Love Rock and Roll was released in 1981 by Joan Jett and the Blackhawks, became a #1 hit and catapulted her into fame as a solo act. That could have been me. I'm not going to sugar coat it, Joan Jett has a crap voice. But she has swagger and attitude and punk rock coolness. Plus, I think she like plays guitar or something. So, basically, in the 80s, having a good voice was not necessarily a requirement to becoming a chick rock star. Thus, i missed a HUGE opportunity because my parents did not have the courtesy or forethought to conceive me like a decade earlier. I have a crap voice, but I can certainly throw around attitude and swagger. Plus, I already have the "just woke up after a hard night of partying" look down. Not that I ever have a hard night of partying. I just always look like I did. Mostly because I have no control over my hair and I am really bad at applying make-up. Anyway, point is, I could have learned to play guitar and wear ripped jeans and leather jackets. I could have been an 80's rock icon.
So, I was feeling pretty gloomy about the whole thing. Then, Motown Philly (circa 1991) by Boyz to Men came on the radio. I perked up. It's just catchy. Following that was J. Geils Band's Centerfold (circa 1981) and Susanne Vega's Luka (circa 1987). Right before I got to work, Cher's If I Could Turn Back Time (Circa 1989) came on the radio and I realized that Indianapolis radio was trying to tell me something. I wasn't born too late!!! Apparently, Indiana is single-handedly attempting to bring back the 80s!!! (Okay, I realize that Boys 2 Men were early 90s, but I sort of lump the early 90s and 80s together). All has not been lost!!! I could become an 80s retro rock icon!!!
All I have to do is learn how to play guitar, write some songs, and get me a leather jacket. Minor details. I'm ready to be famous and beloved.
I'm not crying...
So, we started Chalean Extreme Friday. This means that I got up earlier than normal this morning to lift weights while Chalean yelled at me to not be a pansy. Or wuss. Or whatever other word that means I'm a total baby weakling is. That Chalean is EVIL. We may have been cursing at her the whole time and calling her unfriendly names. Not that we don't like her as a person, but as the lady in the exercise video, she's pure evil. I'm also in terrible shape because all the muscles between my scalp and toenails are feeling a bit delicate at the moment. Plus, i still have to go run after work. I'm trying to figure out if it's physically possible to sleep AND run at the same time. I even got a goodnight sleep last night, which could be due to the herbal sleep aid I took or the placebo effect of me thinking that because I took the herbal supplement I would get a better night's sleep. My mind is a complicated place to be. Bottom Line: I'm freaking tired. I might need to sneak out to my car...
Weekend Reading...
This weekend I got lazy and sat around for most of Saturday. I read a book so it wasn't a complete waste of my brain cells. I read The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson. I typically do not jump on the reading band wagon (the last time I did, I ended up regretting it. The Davinci Code was TERRIBLE.) I find that most books written for the masses are crap. I decided to read this one because someone I know had recently mentioned that I remind them of one of the main characters, Lisbeth Salander. This character is described in Wikipedia as "antisocial but extremely intelligent hacker and researcher, specializing in investigating people. She has a photographic memory, and is believed by Blomkvist to have Asperger syndrome. She has been compared to Pippi Longstocking,and a colleague has stated that Larsson conceived Salander partly as a "grown up Pippi Longstocking"." Of course, this peaked my interest. It's not infrequent that people wonder if I have some form of Autism.
The book itself was enjoyable. I liked it enough and it was a quick enough read that I'm reading the next book in the series. I find the Lisbeth character to be quite intriguing. I'm not sure if I am all that similar to her. I don't have a photographic memory (I WISH!!!) and I'm not quite so paranoid. I can get around some levels of company web blocking (which is why i"m able to access this blog site from work) but I'm certainly no hacker. ADD and Autism can be similar at times and I certainly have some of the social and relationship issues that a person with Asperger's can have. I'm a good 8 inches taller and 40 lbs bigger than she is, so no one is mistaking me for an anorexic girl. And I still haven't figured out if the comparison is a compliment or not. At least she's an interesting character. Better to be compared to someone interesting than boring. Still...
Have you read the book?
Jenn - SO FREAKING TIRED...
Friday, October 01, 2010
Pump Up the Jam
Quote of the Day: A diplomat is someone who can tell you to go to hell in such a way that you will look forward to the trip. - ?
Rocking It Retro...
This morning, I turned the radio on in the car on the way to work for the first time in a long time. I used to listen to the radio every morning on my way to work when my commute was 1 1/2 hours in New Jersey. In Indiana, my commute is like 15 minutes and I can never find a decent station, so I sort of gave up. Even my ADD brain can deal with 15 minutes of silence once a day. This morning, I was missing radio so I turned it on. I listened to my favorite station, SCAN, for a few minutes before selecting a station. The basis of my selection? They were playing Pump Up the Jam. Part of me is ashamed to admit that I stopped to listen to this song but I couldn't stop myself.
It's the most random song but it pulled my mind back to 1990, 7th grade. That song was popular back then. I used to get up every morning at 6am for school and listen to Eagle 106 while I showered. Does anyone remember John Lander and the Nut Hut? (It's 6am and the sun comes up and the Nut Hut's on the air. So grab your clothes, blow your nose, put on clean underwear...). I am rarely able to have clear memories of my childhood. 90% of the times that I'm able to have any vivid recall is usually due to some very random thing, like a smell, song, phrase, that triggers the memory. When that song came on, I could totally remember listening to the radio in the shower, everything about the bathroom, down to the shower curtain. That is RARE for me. It made me smile. I can even remember my brother yelling at me to hurry up. It's good to know that not all memories of being a kid have to be bad ones. Though, I am a bit confused as to why I have so much trouble with childhood memories, yet I could still recall every word to a song I haven't heard in like 15 years...the brain is a funny thing.
Stupid American Idol...
A few days ago, or last week, I went on a rant about how American Idol is dead to me. Without Simon, Paula, Ellen, or even *shudders* Kara just makes it seem like, well, NOT American Idol. And the bringing in of Jennifer Lopez as one of the new judges makes me want to punch babies. In the face. Hard. And I was sort of meh about Steven Tyler, but this morning I heard an Aerosmith song on the radio. And then I remembered how much I friggin' love Aerosmith. And how I've loved Aerosmith since I realized that New Kids on the Block were not really musicians. And then I got to thinking, "hmmm...if Steven Tyler is a judge, does that mean there will be an Aerosmith Week on Idol this season? And will there maybe be more rockers than country/R&Bers this year?" And then I was like, "Curses, I may have to watch." I'm now sitting here shaking my head because I'm not sure what to do. Steven Tyler intrigues me. But does he intrigue me more than Jennifer Lopez repels me? I'm torn. Then I did a little research and it seems that there will be NO country week this year. Well, that just added a huge point to the plus column. Country week is always a disaster of epic proportions. But still, there's that Jennifer Lopez thing that I just can't get my mind around. So, here I sit on the fence, not sure what to do. Stupid JLo...
General Hospital...
Usually I wait like 3-4 weeks for episodes to pile up, but since I've been waiting 15 years for Stone to come back from the dead, I had to watch this week's episodes immediately.
I'm not going to lie, the episode with Stone in it might have made my tear ducts respond. It was one of the better scenes on GH in a while. And I'd like to mention the fact that Michael Sutton (who plays Stone) has aged VERY well. He's actually better looking now then he was then. And he's 40 years old! I thought he was much younger than that! Anyway, I really thought they were well written and not just cheesy but really meant to make Robin think. The only thing I don't get is that when they talked about memories, they didn't actually show any of them. What?!?! They have taken every opportunity under the sun to flash old Brenda/Sonny footage. I just don't get why they wouldn't show old Robin/Stone footage. Strange.
I am ready for Robin to not be in that freaking well. I really don't understand whey she hasn't managed to climb out. Did Anna and Robert teach her nothing? I'm looking at the sides of that well and all I see are hand/foot holds. I guess it wouldn't be as exciting if she were to just climb out and be all "That crazy biatch, Lisa, left me down there to rot." I guess there has to be more that happens, but it's been a week already, move it along. Okay, in GH time it's only been like a night, but still.
Funniest Scene in a long time: Brenda meets Spinelli. I don't know how Vanessa Marcil or Steve Burton kept a straight face. Spinelli can be annoying but he can also be laugh out loud funny. His first time meeting with "The Divine One" was freaking hysteridonkulous. I watched it like three times. Spinelli has really brought some really good stuff to the show, mostly in his interactions with Jason. Jason is always so serious, but I love watching him roll his eyes at Spinelli. That is one of the best relationships on the show. I also stand by the fact that Brenda should only be in scenes with Jason (and now maybe Spinelli) because they are the only ones she hasn't sucked in.
Jenn - It's Friday....Get me out of here...
Rocking It Retro...
This morning, I turned the radio on in the car on the way to work for the first time in a long time. I used to listen to the radio every morning on my way to work when my commute was 1 1/2 hours in New Jersey. In Indiana, my commute is like 15 minutes and I can never find a decent station, so I sort of gave up. Even my ADD brain can deal with 15 minutes of silence once a day. This morning, I was missing radio so I turned it on. I listened to my favorite station, SCAN, for a few minutes before selecting a station. The basis of my selection? They were playing Pump Up the Jam. Part of me is ashamed to admit that I stopped to listen to this song but I couldn't stop myself.
It's the most random song but it pulled my mind back to 1990, 7th grade. That song was popular back then. I used to get up every morning at 6am for school and listen to Eagle 106 while I showered. Does anyone remember John Lander and the Nut Hut? (It's 6am and the sun comes up and the Nut Hut's on the air. So grab your clothes, blow your nose, put on clean underwear...). I am rarely able to have clear memories of my childhood. 90% of the times that I'm able to have any vivid recall is usually due to some very random thing, like a smell, song, phrase, that triggers the memory. When that song came on, I could totally remember listening to the radio in the shower, everything about the bathroom, down to the shower curtain. That is RARE for me. It made me smile. I can even remember my brother yelling at me to hurry up. It's good to know that not all memories of being a kid have to be bad ones. Though, I am a bit confused as to why I have so much trouble with childhood memories, yet I could still recall every word to a song I haven't heard in like 15 years...the brain is a funny thing.
Stupid American Idol...
A few days ago, or last week, I went on a rant about how American Idol is dead to me. Without Simon, Paula, Ellen, or even *shudders* Kara just makes it seem like, well, NOT American Idol. And the bringing in of Jennifer Lopez as one of the new judges makes me want to punch babies. In the face. Hard. And I was sort of meh about Steven Tyler, but this morning I heard an Aerosmith song on the radio. And then I remembered how much I friggin' love Aerosmith. And how I've loved Aerosmith since I realized that New Kids on the Block were not really musicians. And then I got to thinking, "hmmm...if Steven Tyler is a judge, does that mean there will be an Aerosmith Week on Idol this season? And will there maybe be more rockers than country/R&Bers this year?" And then I was like, "Curses, I may have to watch." I'm now sitting here shaking my head because I'm not sure what to do. Steven Tyler intrigues me. But does he intrigue me more than Jennifer Lopez repels me? I'm torn. Then I did a little research and it seems that there will be NO country week this year. Well, that just added a huge point to the plus column. Country week is always a disaster of epic proportions. But still, there's that Jennifer Lopez thing that I just can't get my mind around. So, here I sit on the fence, not sure what to do. Stupid JLo...
General Hospital...
Usually I wait like 3-4 weeks for episodes to pile up, but since I've been waiting 15 years for Stone to come back from the dead, I had to watch this week's episodes immediately.
I'm not going to lie, the episode with Stone in it might have made my tear ducts respond. It was one of the better scenes on GH in a while. And I'd like to mention the fact that Michael Sutton (who plays Stone) has aged VERY well. He's actually better looking now then he was then. And he's 40 years old! I thought he was much younger than that! Anyway, I really thought they were well written and not just cheesy but really meant to make Robin think. The only thing I don't get is that when they talked about memories, they didn't actually show any of them. What?!?! They have taken every opportunity under the sun to flash old Brenda/Sonny footage. I just don't get why they wouldn't show old Robin/Stone footage. Strange.
I am ready for Robin to not be in that freaking well. I really don't understand whey she hasn't managed to climb out. Did Anna and Robert teach her nothing? I'm looking at the sides of that well and all I see are hand/foot holds. I guess it wouldn't be as exciting if she were to just climb out and be all "That crazy biatch, Lisa, left me down there to rot." I guess there has to be more that happens, but it's been a week already, move it along. Okay, in GH time it's only been like a night, but still.
Funniest Scene in a long time: Brenda meets Spinelli. I don't know how Vanessa Marcil or Steve Burton kept a straight face. Spinelli can be annoying but he can also be laugh out loud funny. His first time meeting with "The Divine One" was freaking hysteridonkulous. I watched it like three times. Spinelli has really brought some really good stuff to the show, mostly in his interactions with Jason. Jason is always so serious, but I love watching him roll his eyes at Spinelli. That is one of the best relationships on the show. I also stand by the fact that Brenda should only be in scenes with Jason (and now maybe Spinelli) because they are the only ones she hasn't sucked in.
Jenn - It's Friday....Get me out of here...
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Just sitting here burping up fish oil...
Quote of the Day: When tempted to fight fire with fire, remember that the Fire Department usually uses water. -?
I know a lot of people who really should take that advice...just saying...
Super Duper Uber Vitamins...
I started taking these GNC uber vitamin packs for womem. They are pretty fancy. I assume that they are fancy based on the fact that there are 6 GIANT pills to take, a very long list of what's in them listed on the box, and they are kind of pricey. It takes me like half an hour to take the vitamins because there are so many of them and they are each massive. I take them with food so that they will not make me sick. Side effects so far: my pee is a pretty fancy shade of fluorescent yellow and I keep burping up the taste of fish oil. The vitamin specifically for joints or something is a fish oil one. Super fancy. I'm assuming that these vitamins will provide me with overall better health. That or they are just improving my gag reflex due to their massive size. I'm hoping to be able to take two at a time by next week. *insert inappropriate perv joke here*
Things that should not be eaten at room temp...
1. Cottage Cheese
2. Cheddar Cheese
I only mention this because I did not have a chance to eat any of the food items I brought with me to work before I got back from my lunchtime run. Meaning, the cottage cheese and cheddar cheese that I had originally intended to eat this morning was not consumed until about 2:30. And they were less then delightful. Though, I once again proved that I will pretty much eat ANYTHING after I workout and I am STARVING.
No, I am not FROM Indiana...
So, I've lived in Indianapolis for almost a year now. I still haven't gotten my driver's license switched (um, they make you take a written test in Indiana if you are not from here. WHAT?!!??!) or updated my license plates and registration for my car. I could blame this on the fact that I'm not totally ready to let go of the last of the things that tie me to New Jersey or pure laziness. It's probably something in between. In the past year, wherever I have been where people ask where I'm from, I always answer "I'm FROM New Jersey. I LIVE in Indiana." I say I'm from New Jersey with a surprisingly fierce sense of pride. As if being from New Jersey somehow automatically makes up for the fact that I currently live in Indiana. Unfortunately, the only thing people associate with New Jersey these days is that HORRIBLE Jersey Shore show (you know, the one where most of the characters ARE NOT ACTUALLY FROM NEW JERSEY!!!). I have to explain, at length, how my origins and the majority of New Jersey are not at all as depicted on that stupid show. Or on the Sopranos. Seriously, people form the midwest have some pretty narrow views on the East Coast. (Conversely, the narrow view that East Coasters have of the Midwest is sadly pretty spot on. There really is nothing but corn out here...).
I wonder if I will ever feel like I belong in Indiana. I miss New Jersey. I miss the Parkway and the Turnpike (who knew!) and the shore. I miss Asbury and NJ Transit. I miss small towns and big cities. I miss bridges and tunnels (ok, tunnels petrify me so I don't really miss those.) I miss hills and trees and sand and ocean. I miss loud people and toll booths. I miss z100 and 95.5 and Q103. I miss Wegman's and Shoprite and pizza that doesn't suck. I miss the Ironbound and Atlantic Highlands and Jackson Premium Outlets. I miss Shark River Park, the giant metal T-Rex on that lawn in Neptune, and the boardwalk. I miss my friends.
I know New Jersey might be dirty in some places and filled with traffic and smell funny but it's certainly got character and I miss it. Indiana is nice enough. It's just so Vanilla. And there is a ridiculous amount of corn growing here. And i'm talking like 15 miles outside the city of Indianapolis. All the neighborhoods look the same. Probably because they were all built at the same time within the last 15 years. People think I'm strange. Okay, okay, people pretty much think that everywhere I've lived so I guess I can't really blame Indiana for that. But at least in New Jersey there were people who got me. I haven't really made any friends here. I guess it took me a while to make friends in Jersey, though, so maybe I just need to be patient. And I need to paint the rooms in my house so it will feel like I actually live there and not like I'm borrowing it or house-sitting. It's just so flat here and plain. And it's not that I'm bored or anything because I always seem busy, I just miss New Jersey. And even if I live in Indy for the next 20 years (oh my god NO. 8 years is my limit!), I will always say I'm FROM New Jersey and that I just LIVE in Indiana. I've tried to fight it my whole life, but once a Jersey Girl ALWAYS a Jersey Girl!
SIDE NOTE: What is the deal with Jersey Shore? Like, I can't believe there is actually a person out in the world (not associated with WWE) who actually refers to themselves as The Situation. First, it's like inviting the world to automatically assume you are an ass without ever having met you. Second, whenever someone refers to "a or the situation" (as in "we have a situation"), it's never a good thing, so why would you want to associate yourself with such negative connotations? Third, it's just a dumb nickname. I mean, come on, dude. If this was my big opportunity to be on TV and be famous, I would have come up with something that didn't, like, define me as a total douchebag. I've only seen like 4 minutes of the show, but that was 4 minutes too much. It makes me sad that this is the sort of thing people want to watch on TV.
Jenn - I guess Bruce knew what he was talking about...
I know a lot of people who really should take that advice...just saying...
Super Duper Uber Vitamins...
I started taking these GNC uber vitamin packs for womem. They are pretty fancy. I assume that they are fancy based on the fact that there are 6 GIANT pills to take, a very long list of what's in them listed on the box, and they are kind of pricey. It takes me like half an hour to take the vitamins because there are so many of them and they are each massive. I take them with food so that they will not make me sick. Side effects so far: my pee is a pretty fancy shade of fluorescent yellow and I keep burping up the taste of fish oil. The vitamin specifically for joints or something is a fish oil one. Super fancy. I'm assuming that these vitamins will provide me with overall better health. That or they are just improving my gag reflex due to their massive size. I'm hoping to be able to take two at a time by next week. *insert inappropriate perv joke here*
Things that should not be eaten at room temp...
1. Cottage Cheese
2. Cheddar Cheese
I only mention this because I did not have a chance to eat any of the food items I brought with me to work before I got back from my lunchtime run. Meaning, the cottage cheese and cheddar cheese that I had originally intended to eat this morning was not consumed until about 2:30. And they were less then delightful. Though, I once again proved that I will pretty much eat ANYTHING after I workout and I am STARVING.
No, I am not FROM Indiana...
So, I've lived in Indianapolis for almost a year now. I still haven't gotten my driver's license switched (um, they make you take a written test in Indiana if you are not from here. WHAT?!!??!) or updated my license plates and registration for my car. I could blame this on the fact that I'm not totally ready to let go of the last of the things that tie me to New Jersey or pure laziness. It's probably something in between. In the past year, wherever I have been where people ask where I'm from, I always answer "I'm FROM New Jersey. I LIVE in Indiana." I say I'm from New Jersey with a surprisingly fierce sense of pride. As if being from New Jersey somehow automatically makes up for the fact that I currently live in Indiana. Unfortunately, the only thing people associate with New Jersey these days is that HORRIBLE Jersey Shore show (you know, the one where most of the characters ARE NOT ACTUALLY FROM NEW JERSEY!!!). I have to explain, at length, how my origins and the majority of New Jersey are not at all as depicted on that stupid show. Or on the Sopranos. Seriously, people form the midwest have some pretty narrow views on the East Coast. (Conversely, the narrow view that East Coasters have of the Midwest is sadly pretty spot on. There really is nothing but corn out here...).
I wonder if I will ever feel like I belong in Indiana. I miss New Jersey. I miss the Parkway and the Turnpike (who knew!) and the shore. I miss Asbury and NJ Transit. I miss small towns and big cities. I miss bridges and tunnels (ok, tunnels petrify me so I don't really miss those.) I miss hills and trees and sand and ocean. I miss loud people and toll booths. I miss z100 and 95.5 and Q103. I miss Wegman's and Shoprite and pizza that doesn't suck. I miss the Ironbound and Atlantic Highlands and Jackson Premium Outlets. I miss Shark River Park, the giant metal T-Rex on that lawn in Neptune, and the boardwalk. I miss my friends.
I know New Jersey might be dirty in some places and filled with traffic and smell funny but it's certainly got character and I miss it. Indiana is nice enough. It's just so Vanilla. And there is a ridiculous amount of corn growing here. And i'm talking like 15 miles outside the city of Indianapolis. All the neighborhoods look the same. Probably because they were all built at the same time within the last 15 years. People think I'm strange. Okay, okay, people pretty much think that everywhere I've lived so I guess I can't really blame Indiana for that. But at least in New Jersey there were people who got me. I haven't really made any friends here. I guess it took me a while to make friends in Jersey, though, so maybe I just need to be patient. And I need to paint the rooms in my house so it will feel like I actually live there and not like I'm borrowing it or house-sitting. It's just so flat here and plain. And it's not that I'm bored or anything because I always seem busy, I just miss New Jersey. And even if I live in Indy for the next 20 years (oh my god NO. 8 years is my limit!), I will always say I'm FROM New Jersey and that I just LIVE in Indiana. I've tried to fight it my whole life, but once a Jersey Girl ALWAYS a Jersey Girl!
SIDE NOTE: What is the deal with Jersey Shore? Like, I can't believe there is actually a person out in the world (not associated with WWE) who actually refers to themselves as The Situation. First, it's like inviting the world to automatically assume you are an ass without ever having met you. Second, whenever someone refers to "a or the situation" (as in "we have a situation"), it's never a good thing, so why would you want to associate yourself with such negative connotations? Third, it's just a dumb nickname. I mean, come on, dude. If this was my big opportunity to be on TV and be famous, I would have come up with something that didn't, like, define me as a total douchebag. I've only seen like 4 minutes of the show, but that was 4 minutes too much. It makes me sad that this is the sort of thing people want to watch on TV.
Jenn - I guess Bruce knew what he was talking about...
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Random Blahbbity Blahs...
Quote of the Day: I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not sure. - ?
The Bane of My Existence....
The Stock Market. Or as I like to refer to it, The Outer Gates of Hell. I guess I shouldn't complain. I finally picked and bought a stock that didn't immediately plummet. I'm actually green on the ticker and up 2%. So, that's sort of a win. I'm pissed about Netflix, though. Boyfriend had it at $106 a few months ago, it plummeted to $96 on some stupid market panic, so he dropped it. I told him to pick it back up, like, every day after it hit $96 and started climbing but he did not. And now it's $164. He did get two shares just for fun at like $140 but ugh. It's projected to hit at least $176. He finally got some options or something more complicated then my tiny mind can comprehend, so he needs it to hit $167 before Nov. Netflix is an interesting stock. It makes no sense. Fundamentally, it's an overvalued stock, yet it just keeps climbing. On days when the rest of the market is red, NFLX is up. They are making some good deals and can be streamed into pretty much every home in America via multiple platforms. Xbox, Playstation, Wii, Apple TV, Computer (hooked to your tv screen. I do it all the time with an HDMI cable), iPad, iPhone. And starting Friday, it's streaming all the seasons of some of my favorite shows. Those NFLX people are smart. I just wish I had gotten the stock at $96 like I knew I should have. Curses.
The one I have is Pfizer. It's growing slowely, but at least it's going up. My Exxon stock is just meh. I have a bunch of it that I got from Aunt Laura. I don't really want to sell it for anything else, though. I mean, it's EXXON, the largest company in the world. Unfortunately, because of that, it's massively institutionally owned (mutual funds), so with so many people hitting retirement and 401k being sold off, it's taken a hit. It's a case of bad timing. The company itself is stable and continues to grow year-over-year, but you can't fight retirement. I'll hold onto it for now. Until I become some sort of investing mastermind, I'll just let my money ride.
I think I've lost it...
"It" being my mind. Friday begins doubles. Boyfriend and I are going to start ChaLEAN Extreme on Friday, in addition to our current mini marathon training. This equates to two workouts per day on most days. He wanted to do P90X, but I'm not ready to try that again. We tried to do that last December and I was WAY too out of shape for it and I wanted to vomit most of the time, plus everything hurt and it just sucked. My butt and legs started getting so big (muscles) that I ripped two pairs of pants. I may have been going about it the wrong way. He's gotten through it before but I'm not ready. I think that if we continue our mini training, add ChaLEAN and get through that for the next three months, I will be ready. Well, sort of. We have one month before the mini w/ ChaLEAN overlapping that training. Then two months of ChaLEAN with running 20-25 miles a week to stay in run shape. Then 4 months of training for our first real marathon in Louisville. If I make it through all of that without committing hari kari or death by exhaustion, then I will do P90X starting in May, in conjunction with some other training (we want to do a tri next summer sometime).
If I'm not like 10% body fat by this time next year after doing all that crap, I am going to go back to smoking. Okay, probably not, but if I manage to stick to it all, I better have something to show for it other than no boobs and a bigger ass. I'm just saying...
From Mancouch: WTF: The Crow is Being Remade
I concur on the WTF part. Seriously? A remake of the Crow? This makes me sad on multiple levels. First, the original movie was AWESOME. Great soundtrack, as well. There is no way you can replace Brandon Lee with someone else. Second, are the movie studios so lacking in stories that they have to remake this one? I don't get it. The Crow sequels were meh, so why bother? Third, ugh.
Jenn - I think I had something else to talk about but I can't remember what it was...
The Bane of My Existence....
The Stock Market. Or as I like to refer to it, The Outer Gates of Hell. I guess I shouldn't complain. I finally picked and bought a stock that didn't immediately plummet. I'm actually green on the ticker and up 2%. So, that's sort of a win. I'm pissed about Netflix, though. Boyfriend had it at $106 a few months ago, it plummeted to $96 on some stupid market panic, so he dropped it. I told him to pick it back up, like, every day after it hit $96 and started climbing but he did not. And now it's $164. He did get two shares just for fun at like $140 but ugh. It's projected to hit at least $176. He finally got some options or something more complicated then my tiny mind can comprehend, so he needs it to hit $167 before Nov. Netflix is an interesting stock. It makes no sense. Fundamentally, it's an overvalued stock, yet it just keeps climbing. On days when the rest of the market is red, NFLX is up. They are making some good deals and can be streamed into pretty much every home in America via multiple platforms. Xbox, Playstation, Wii, Apple TV, Computer (hooked to your tv screen. I do it all the time with an HDMI cable), iPad, iPhone. And starting Friday, it's streaming all the seasons of some of my favorite shows. Those NFLX people are smart. I just wish I had gotten the stock at $96 like I knew I should have. Curses.
The one I have is Pfizer. It's growing slowely, but at least it's going up. My Exxon stock is just meh. I have a bunch of it that I got from Aunt Laura. I don't really want to sell it for anything else, though. I mean, it's EXXON, the largest company in the world. Unfortunately, because of that, it's massively institutionally owned (mutual funds), so with so many people hitting retirement and 401k being sold off, it's taken a hit. It's a case of bad timing. The company itself is stable and continues to grow year-over-year, but you can't fight retirement. I'll hold onto it for now. Until I become some sort of investing mastermind, I'll just let my money ride.
I think I've lost it...
"It" being my mind. Friday begins doubles. Boyfriend and I are going to start ChaLEAN Extreme on Friday, in addition to our current mini marathon training. This equates to two workouts per day on most days. He wanted to do P90X, but I'm not ready to try that again. We tried to do that last December and I was WAY too out of shape for it and I wanted to vomit most of the time, plus everything hurt and it just sucked. My butt and legs started getting so big (muscles) that I ripped two pairs of pants. I may have been going about it the wrong way. He's gotten through it before but I'm not ready. I think that if we continue our mini training, add ChaLEAN and get through that for the next three months, I will be ready. Well, sort of. We have one month before the mini w/ ChaLEAN overlapping that training. Then two months of ChaLEAN with running 20-25 miles a week to stay in run shape. Then 4 months of training for our first real marathon in Louisville. If I make it through all of that without committing hari kari or death by exhaustion, then I will do P90X starting in May, in conjunction with some other training (we want to do a tri next summer sometime).
If I'm not like 10% body fat by this time next year after doing all that crap, I am going to go back to smoking. Okay, probably not, but if I manage to stick to it all, I better have something to show for it other than no boobs and a bigger ass. I'm just saying...
From Mancouch: WTF: The Crow is Being Remade
I concur on the WTF part. Seriously? A remake of the Crow? This makes me sad on multiple levels. First, the original movie was AWESOME. Great soundtrack, as well. There is no way you can replace Brandon Lee with someone else. Second, are the movie studios so lacking in stories that they have to remake this one? I don't get it. The Crow sequels were meh, so why bother? Third, ugh.
Jenn - I think I had something else to talk about but I can't remember what it was...
Monday, September 27, 2010
A few days to myself...
Quote of the Day: If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong. - ?
Whatever will I do...
Boyfriend is out of town on business for a couple of days. This will be my first time alone in what will not be a big empty house. In the woods. At night. With a dog that barks at EVERYTHING that goes bump in the night outside. So that won't be creepy at all. I'm sure. I suddenly feel like there aren't enough locks...
I'm not sure what I will do with myself. I still have to go run 5 miles today. But then I go home and what? I suppose make myself dinner, but that won't take long cause I will probably just eat ramen and some vegetables since it's just me. Maybe I'll take a bath, but that's practically like inviting the serial killer into my house to get me. Okay, I'm probably being a bit overly dramatic. I'll get to catch up on my shows and take a warm bath and get some chores done. That will be good. Sleep might be an issue, but I suppose that is why God invented alcohol...just kidding...sort of.
Gym Class...
I'm concerned about the changes in the way kids play. I was talking with Boyfriend's kids, E, M, and G, this weekend about what they do in gym class and the games they play. It would seem that almost all the violence has been taken out of the games. Dodgeball is played with FOAM balls, instead of the giant rubber ones that made that loud THWAP when they hit you and stung like a mo' fo'. What is up with that? And if you get out, you have to do like push-ups or some such nonesense. It's like the whole world has gone insane. There is also no pegging in kickball, or wall ball. When I played "wall ball" as a child, it consisted of throwing a tennis ball against a wall or garage door. Everyone would try to catch it and if the ball touched you but you didn't grab it, you had to run to tag the wall. If someone else got the ball and pegged you before you got the the wall, you had to stand at the wall and everyone got a turn pegging you. We called it "Butt's Up". All I'm saying is that this game taught me to have cat like reflexes and speed because I never wanted to be the person standing there getting pegged. I also learned to not cry over every little thing. Cause getting pegged by all manner of balls (hehe, sounds dirty) as a child sort of toughens you up.
Now, there's no pegging, foam balls, most of the games aren't even played. Teams are picked by adults so that no one is always picked last. Everyone has to get a turn, blah blah blah. Are you kidding me? Has anyone encountered any situation in adulthood that provides any of those things??? NO. Those things are important! Some kids should get picked last, not get a turn, etc. because it makes them try harder at other stuff that they are actually good at. I feel like all that's happening now is that instead of encouraging kids to focus on their strengths, every kid is encouraged to be mediocre at everything. What is going on? I don't know. I'm not saying that kids shouldn't get a fair shot at all sorts of things, but this whole concept of everyone get a turn at everything always just isn't a realistic thing to be teaching them. How will they survive as adults? Kids are getting soft. Cause not only does everyone get a turn, they only get that turn 2 or 3 days a week because they don't have gym every day. So kids are getting soft both mentally and physically. It's just nuts.
Jenn - My stomach hurts...
Whatever will I do...
Boyfriend is out of town on business for a couple of days. This will be my first time alone in what will not be a big empty house. In the woods. At night. With a dog that barks at EVERYTHING that goes bump in the night outside. So that won't be creepy at all. I'm sure. I suddenly feel like there aren't enough locks...
I'm not sure what I will do with myself. I still have to go run 5 miles today. But then I go home and what? I suppose make myself dinner, but that won't take long cause I will probably just eat ramen and some vegetables since it's just me. Maybe I'll take a bath, but that's practically like inviting the serial killer into my house to get me. Okay, I'm probably being a bit overly dramatic. I'll get to catch up on my shows and take a warm bath and get some chores done. That will be good. Sleep might be an issue, but I suppose that is why God invented alcohol...just kidding...sort of.
Gym Class...
I'm concerned about the changes in the way kids play. I was talking with Boyfriend's kids, E, M, and G, this weekend about what they do in gym class and the games they play. It would seem that almost all the violence has been taken out of the games. Dodgeball is played with FOAM balls, instead of the giant rubber ones that made that loud THWAP when they hit you and stung like a mo' fo'. What is up with that? And if you get out, you have to do like push-ups or some such nonesense. It's like the whole world has gone insane. There is also no pegging in kickball, or wall ball. When I played "wall ball" as a child, it consisted of throwing a tennis ball against a wall or garage door. Everyone would try to catch it and if the ball touched you but you didn't grab it, you had to run to tag the wall. If someone else got the ball and pegged you before you got the the wall, you had to stand at the wall and everyone got a turn pegging you. We called it "Butt's Up". All I'm saying is that this game taught me to have cat like reflexes and speed because I never wanted to be the person standing there getting pegged. I also learned to not cry over every little thing. Cause getting pegged by all manner of balls (hehe, sounds dirty) as a child sort of toughens you up.
Now, there's no pegging, foam balls, most of the games aren't even played. Teams are picked by adults so that no one is always picked last. Everyone has to get a turn, blah blah blah. Are you kidding me? Has anyone encountered any situation in adulthood that provides any of those things??? NO. Those things are important! Some kids should get picked last, not get a turn, etc. because it makes them try harder at other stuff that they are actually good at. I feel like all that's happening now is that instead of encouraging kids to focus on their strengths, every kid is encouraged to be mediocre at everything. What is going on? I don't know. I'm not saying that kids shouldn't get a fair shot at all sorts of things, but this whole concept of everyone get a turn at everything always just isn't a realistic thing to be teaching them. How will they survive as adults? Kids are getting soft. Cause not only does everyone get a turn, they only get that turn 2 or 3 days a week because they don't have gym every day. So kids are getting soft both mentally and physically. It's just nuts.
Jenn - My stomach hurts...
Catching up with GH...
Quote of the Day: I thought I wanted a career; turns out I just wanted pay checks. - ?
1 month in 1 night...
So, I like to catch up on a lot of General Hospital in one night. I'm not going to lie, I fast-forward through most of it because it's...yawn...boring. When last we met, Brenda had just returned to the scene. She looked funny, had a boyfriend that she had no chemistry with, and everyone was talking about her way too much. Seriously, we lived without her for all this time, and I am glad she's back, I guess, but enough already. So, let's go over what has happened...
1. Dante/Lulu/Brooke Lynn: OMG THANK GOD THAT IS OVER. EW EW EW....Brooke Lynn is so heinous. I just can't even look at her. And I like Dante but they need to leave his shirt on. Or get that tramp stamp removed and clear up the backne. Seriously, his shirt is off at least once an episode. What's up with the Brooke Lynn/Nick storyline? I get that they need to do something with Nick while Elizabeth is on real life maternity leave, but Brooke Lynn? Has every writer at GH lost their mind? Speaking of Nick...
2. Nick/Patrick's Hair: OMG. What is going on with Nick's hair? It TERRIBLE. It makes him look old and strange and like he should be wearing a smoking jacket or something. And Patrick needs a haircut desperado. It's like 6 inches up in the air. CUT IT!
3. Michael: I'm really starting to like this new Michael. Though, I find it hard to believe that he's a senior in high school, but that could be because his portrayer is 23. Him and Kristina are really cute together as brother and sister. I really like that.
4. Brenda: Still kind of weirding me out. She looks too thin or something. Or bobble-heady. IDK. Her mouth doesn't move right. Did she get a lot of Botox? The only time I've seen her start to really seem to get into the role is when her and Jason started doing scenes together. Thank God for Jason.
5. Lucky: He's awesome. I even like the crazy Irish undercover thing. Mostly because it brings me back to the old days of GH of Anna and Duke and Mac when he was a bit cooler. And he does do a passable accent. It's kind of cute.
6. Maxie: I've never seen Kristen Storms with such a tragic haircut. WHY?!?! It only looked good in one of 20 episodes. And they need to find a story line for her. I miss her.
7. Carly: What is she going crazy over Brenda for? Really? Jax has been falling all over himself to try to get back together with her and she's made it clear she's done with Sonny, but she's still running around all "Brenda better stay away from men". Whatevs.
8. Patrick/Robin/Crazy: That is still a great storyline. Though, I don't agree with the way they are having Robin deal with the situation. They are making her seem crazy. Which seems a bit like the wrong approach. And Lisa is really creeping me out. I actually feel uncomfortable watching her. She does patronizing SO FREAKING WELL.
9. Jason: I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM!!! He is still a shining light of awesomeness. Watching old footage of Jason still cracks me up. Thank God he got better as an actor. And he's the only reason I'm watching any of the Brenda scenes now. She finally showed some real looking emotion. Those two freaking crack me up. They better not have them fall for each other or some other such nonesense because I would have to stop watching the show.
10. When will people on Soap Operas figure out not to talk about their stupid plans in public places where they can be overheard? It's like the most annoying plot device EVER. There has got to be a better way.
11. Diane: Carolyn Hennesy should win a Daytime Emmy. She is so freaking hysterical. I love her so much. She's like the only woman to even cross Sonny's path without doing him and she's always telling him what a dumbass he is. It's awesome.
12. Sonny: OMG PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY. I cannot bare to watch a single moment of him. And the storyline with Claire is excruciating. I have to turn away even when I fast forward. I hate it that much.
ARG...
My cat, Morpheus, loves to sit on top of the DVR. I don't know why. It's his absolute favorite spot and the only spot of his that the other cats have not dared to attempt taking over. The problem is he always sits there when I'm watching TV. And he always has like one small part of his body hanging over it, blocking the signal from the remote. Like right this second, his paw is just barely hanging over the edge, but just enough to make me get up to move him. Curses.
Jenn - Enjoy...
1 month in 1 night...
So, I like to catch up on a lot of General Hospital in one night. I'm not going to lie, I fast-forward through most of it because it's...yawn...boring. When last we met, Brenda had just returned to the scene. She looked funny, had a boyfriend that she had no chemistry with, and everyone was talking about her way too much. Seriously, we lived without her for all this time, and I am glad she's back, I guess, but enough already. So, let's go over what has happened...
1. Dante/Lulu/Brooke Lynn: OMG THANK GOD THAT IS OVER. EW EW EW....Brooke Lynn is so heinous. I just can't even look at her. And I like Dante but they need to leave his shirt on. Or get that tramp stamp removed and clear up the backne. Seriously, his shirt is off at least once an episode. What's up with the Brooke Lynn/Nick storyline? I get that they need to do something with Nick while Elizabeth is on real life maternity leave, but Brooke Lynn? Has every writer at GH lost their mind? Speaking of Nick...
2. Nick/Patrick's Hair: OMG. What is going on with Nick's hair? It TERRIBLE. It makes him look old and strange and like he should be wearing a smoking jacket or something. And Patrick needs a haircut desperado. It's like 6 inches up in the air. CUT IT!
3. Michael: I'm really starting to like this new Michael. Though, I find it hard to believe that he's a senior in high school, but that could be because his portrayer is 23. Him and Kristina are really cute together as brother and sister. I really like that.
4. Brenda: Still kind of weirding me out. She looks too thin or something. Or bobble-heady. IDK. Her mouth doesn't move right. Did she get a lot of Botox? The only time I've seen her start to really seem to get into the role is when her and Jason started doing scenes together. Thank God for Jason.
5. Lucky: He's awesome. I even like the crazy Irish undercover thing. Mostly because it brings me back to the old days of GH of Anna and Duke and Mac when he was a bit cooler. And he does do a passable accent. It's kind of cute.
6. Maxie: I've never seen Kristen Storms with such a tragic haircut. WHY?!?! It only looked good in one of 20 episodes. And they need to find a story line for her. I miss her.
7. Carly: What is she going crazy over Brenda for? Really? Jax has been falling all over himself to try to get back together with her and she's made it clear she's done with Sonny, but she's still running around all "Brenda better stay away from men". Whatevs.
8. Patrick/Robin/Crazy: That is still a great storyline. Though, I don't agree with the way they are having Robin deal with the situation. They are making her seem crazy. Which seems a bit like the wrong approach. And Lisa is really creeping me out. I actually feel uncomfortable watching her. She does patronizing SO FREAKING WELL.
9. Jason: I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM!!! He is still a shining light of awesomeness. Watching old footage of Jason still cracks me up. Thank God he got better as an actor. And he's the only reason I'm watching any of the Brenda scenes now. She finally showed some real looking emotion. Those two freaking crack me up. They better not have them fall for each other or some other such nonesense because I would have to stop watching the show.
10. When will people on Soap Operas figure out not to talk about their stupid plans in public places where they can be overheard? It's like the most annoying plot device EVER. There has got to be a better way.
11. Diane: Carolyn Hennesy should win a Daytime Emmy. She is so freaking hysterical. I love her so much. She's like the only woman to even cross Sonny's path without doing him and she's always telling him what a dumbass he is. It's awesome.
12. Sonny: OMG PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY. I cannot bare to watch a single moment of him. And the storyline with Claire is excruciating. I have to turn away even when I fast forward. I hate it that much.
ARG...
My cat, Morpheus, loves to sit on top of the DVR. I don't know why. It's his absolute favorite spot and the only spot of his that the other cats have not dared to attempt taking over. The problem is he always sits there when I'm watching TV. And he always has like one small part of his body hanging over it, blocking the signal from the remote. Like right this second, his paw is just barely hanging over the edge, but just enough to make me get up to move him. Curses.
Jenn - Enjoy...
Friday, September 24, 2010
The ever evolving world...must stop evolving...
Quote of the Day: The last thing I want to do is hurt you, but it's still on the list. - ?
WTF...
I'm hyperventilating. I can't breath. Why? Why would something I love change so much? Why would this happen?
IMDB (Internet Movie Database, for those of you who live in a cave) has changed it's webpage. IMDB.com is one of my top 5 favorite websites. I go to it at least once a day. And now they have changed their page layout to look like the ass confusing one that shows up on the iPad. WTF. I'm really kinda pissed. What was wrong with the old format, IMDB? I realize it hadn't changed in like 10 years but it was working for you. Now it's all weird and icky. Unfortunately, it's the best place on earth to find out everything you ever wanted to know about movies, tv, actors, etc. so I won't stop going to the website. But every time I visit the site, a little piece of my soul will cry out for what once was...
Going potty...
I'm getting senile. Have you ever walked into the Women's bathroom right after it's been cleaned so the toilet seats are all up? And have you ever for just a moment wondered if you had accidentally walked into the Men's room? Like get that momentary panic and embarrassment before realizing that there are no urinals so you must be in the right place? Sadly, this happens to me almost daily...
The sad, sad story of Boyfriend's iPhone...
I wasn't there, so I did not witness the horror of the events of last night. I could only see the aftermath, the pain, the sorrow. The following is a description of events, as told to me by Boyfriend (and perhaps some additional commentary added by me):
Boyfriend was at the batting cages with E, his 11-year-old. He had just dropped G off at football practice and M off at baseball practice. He just wanted to get some batting practice in with E, who is, um, not such a great hitter. He was being a good dad.
Boyfriend reached into his pocket to get some change for the pitching machine. The change shared a pocket with the iPhone. As he was pulling the change out of his pocket, the iPhone also got accidentally pulled out. It was then that time began to move in slow motion as his iPhone came out of his pocket...fell through the warm Indiana air, and CRASHED to the ground. The only sounds that could be heard was the gasp that escaped from M's 10-year-old lips and the "NOOOOOOOOO" that exploded from Boyfriends mouth. His precious iPhone lie on the ground, unmoving, broken, like Boyfriend's heart.
The iPhone screen was smashed. Not just a little bit, either. When I saw it, a few hours later, I asked if he had spiked it in a moment of glee, like a football, that's how smashed it was. Boyfriend looked so sad. I could only put my arms around him and reassure him that things would be ok. His iPhone had had a good life, and it was it's time to depart this world. Well, not quite. The phone still works, if you can avoid cutting yourself on the shards of glass.
As I sat there next to Boyfriend at the kitchen table, looking at the destruction that had darkened the day, I thought a few things:
1. Thank you Motorola for designing the DROID in such a way that it has the slightest of a raised metal lip around the screen to help keep similar damage from happening when I drop my phone. Which I do about 10 times a day. The lip keeps the screen from having direct contact with the ground when I drop my phone. I would have to drop the phone on a pointy rock or the corner of something for there to be direct contact with the screen.
2. Thank you, Verizon, for allowing me to carry insurance on my phone. For 7.99/month, I can replace my phone up to 2x year without worry. For any reason. Dropped in the toilet, no problem. Threw into wall, gottcha covered. Fell to the ground in slow motion and smashed the screen, bring it in. I have gotten so much use out of the insurance over the last 10 years, it's worth every penny. Because at $96 for the year, I can replace my $500 phone TWICE and I do.
Boyfriend could get a new iPhone because his plan is due for renewal. Unfortunately, he was waiting until 2011 to see if the rumors that the iPhone was going to be on Verizon were going to come true. He REALLY doesn't want to renew with AT&T. That's how much of a pain in his ass they are. I'm not sure what he will do. I can't bare the sad look on his face, though, whenever he looks at his poor smashed iPhone. It's heart wrenching.
What do you love the most (other than a person)?
Jenn - I heart my Droid...
WTF...
I'm hyperventilating. I can't breath. Why? Why would something I love change so much? Why would this happen?
IMDB (Internet Movie Database, for those of you who live in a cave) has changed it's webpage. IMDB.com is one of my top 5 favorite websites. I go to it at least once a day. And now they have changed their page layout to look like the ass confusing one that shows up on the iPad. WTF. I'm really kinda pissed. What was wrong with the old format, IMDB? I realize it hadn't changed in like 10 years but it was working for you. Now it's all weird and icky. Unfortunately, it's the best place on earth to find out everything you ever wanted to know about movies, tv, actors, etc. so I won't stop going to the website. But every time I visit the site, a little piece of my soul will cry out for what once was...
Going potty...
I'm getting senile. Have you ever walked into the Women's bathroom right after it's been cleaned so the toilet seats are all up? And have you ever for just a moment wondered if you had accidentally walked into the Men's room? Like get that momentary panic and embarrassment before realizing that there are no urinals so you must be in the right place? Sadly, this happens to me almost daily...
The sad, sad story of Boyfriend's iPhone...
I wasn't there, so I did not witness the horror of the events of last night. I could only see the aftermath, the pain, the sorrow. The following is a description of events, as told to me by Boyfriend (and perhaps some additional commentary added by me):
Boyfriend was at the batting cages with E, his 11-year-old. He had just dropped G off at football practice and M off at baseball practice. He just wanted to get some batting practice in with E, who is, um, not such a great hitter. He was being a good dad.
Boyfriend reached into his pocket to get some change for the pitching machine. The change shared a pocket with the iPhone. As he was pulling the change out of his pocket, the iPhone also got accidentally pulled out. It was then that time began to move in slow motion as his iPhone came out of his pocket...fell through the warm Indiana air, and CRASHED to the ground. The only sounds that could be heard was the gasp that escaped from M's 10-year-old lips and the "NOOOOOOOOO" that exploded from Boyfriends mouth. His precious iPhone lie on the ground, unmoving, broken, like Boyfriend's heart.
The iPhone screen was smashed. Not just a little bit, either. When I saw it, a few hours later, I asked if he had spiked it in a moment of glee, like a football, that's how smashed it was. Boyfriend looked so sad. I could only put my arms around him and reassure him that things would be ok. His iPhone had had a good life, and it was it's time to depart this world. Well, not quite. The phone still works, if you can avoid cutting yourself on the shards of glass.
As I sat there next to Boyfriend at the kitchen table, looking at the destruction that had darkened the day, I thought a few things:
1. Thank you Motorola for designing the DROID in such a way that it has the slightest of a raised metal lip around the screen to help keep similar damage from happening when I drop my phone. Which I do about 10 times a day. The lip keeps the screen from having direct contact with the ground when I drop my phone. I would have to drop the phone on a pointy rock or the corner of something for there to be direct contact with the screen.
2. Thank you, Verizon, for allowing me to carry insurance on my phone. For 7.99/month, I can replace my phone up to 2x year without worry. For any reason. Dropped in the toilet, no problem. Threw into wall, gottcha covered. Fell to the ground in slow motion and smashed the screen, bring it in. I have gotten so much use out of the insurance over the last 10 years, it's worth every penny. Because at $96 for the year, I can replace my $500 phone TWICE and I do.
Boyfriend could get a new iPhone because his plan is due for renewal. Unfortunately, he was waiting until 2011 to see if the rumors that the iPhone was going to be on Verizon were going to come true. He REALLY doesn't want to renew with AT&T. That's how much of a pain in his ass they are. I'm not sure what he will do. I can't bare the sad look on his face, though, whenever he looks at his poor smashed iPhone. It's heart wrenching.
What do you love the most (other than a person)?
Jenn - I heart my Droid...
Monday, January 24, 2005
New Blog
So, I just signed up so I could post comments. But perhaps I will blog for real tomorrow...
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