Thank you, Technology.

I am so out of the habit of blogging. Good thing I told Teresa I would keep up with this thing, otherwise I might just quit altogether. Here's the problem (shh! don't tell): my old job allowed for more time to read funny articles online, emailing friends and blogging. Now, in my new job, I tend to be busy and slightly more tense all day. It's not that the job is stressing me out -- it's that it is made up of 100 tiny tasks to complete throughout the day, and I'm constantly worried that I've let something dropped, which would screw up a dependency and mess up the delivery schedule for some project... so I'm always "on." I have post-it notes everywhere, and Outlook reminds me of tasks I have to complete every 10-15 minutes. =P

So anyway... Life is good right now. =) I've been taking the train to work for pretty much the last 2 weeks. I love it. Although we sometimes have to rush to get to the train station, Jesse and I (I think!) are more calm in the mornings. The train schedule sets up a rigid go-to-work time and a rigid come-home-from-work time, and I am enjoying the routine. I also like walking a few blocks to work in the morning, then back to the train station in the evening, and the community feeling of travelling in the same direction as a large group of people at the exact same time. Although this phenomenon also occurs on freeways, I'd say that rush hour is not a community that I miss being a part of. =P My car also loves not driving 40-50 miles per day.

In other news, Jesse and I have cemented the date for our wedding. It's going to be on January 27, 2007. We have updated Wedding Central (2.0) with this information, and pretty soon, we'll get around to adding more text and pics to that website, so go there for wedding-related updates. Aaaand at some point soon, we're going to figure out the "save the date" thing, too. People (especially those with crazy schedules or people who have to travel long distances) should get either an email or a paper notice.. we'll see how that goes. If you're reading this blog post, you're pretty much one of the first to know the date. =) Congrats. Thank you, Technology.

Gah! My ring finger is naked.

Jesse made me do it! =(

I am without my engagement ring. It was too big. It has to be re-sized from an 8.75 (it fit easily on my thumb) to a 6.75. You may be asking yourself: Was I insulted to receive a ring that was that much too big for me? Not at all. It's not one of things that crosses your mind when your best friend gives you a diamond ring and asks if he can spend the rest of his life with you.

(w00t!)

Anyway, back to the point of this whole thing...

It's gone! I feel a little bit lonely without it. =( I won't have it back until Wednesday the 16th. That means that when I see two people tomorrow at Jesse's birthday party for the first time since the engagement, they won't be able to check out da ring. =(

Oh well... Apparently, when I get it back, it will fit tightly to the point where I won't be able to yank it off my finger very easily -- it'll get stuck at my knuckle. Does that mean I'll have to shower with it? Sleep with it? Will I ever be able to take it off, or will they have to cut it off of me to prevent the deadening of that finger once I've swelled into my 60s?

...the answers to THESE questions and more in 40 years, folks!

I think I'll go back to pining for my ring now...

Jesse is 30!!!!!!!

Run on over to Jesse's blog and wish him a Happy Birthday! Or better yet, send him a ridiculously sparkly piece of Happy Birthday animated web art on MySpace.

Have the happiest of birthdays, Bug!! I think it's going to be a great year!

Change of pace

I've been working at the same company for 3 years -- I started out doing orthographic transcription for just about six months, and I have been an analyst for the past 2.5 years. Now, on Monday, July 17, I'll be moving into Project Management. That should be a slight change of pace.

But the most important thing is that I am finally done interviewing and considering various offers -- I can just concentrate on transitioning out of this position and into the next one. As stressful as that should be, it seems totally relaxing to me after the past month.

And as proof of that fact, I actually went to bed before 11:00 last night, and I slept soundly until 8:00 this morning. It was awesome.

WOW we're busy.

This was a three-day work week for us. It was the longest short week I've ever worked. There was so much stress and anxiety crammed into those three little days. But it was quickly followed by the weekend -- sweet, we get to relax! Not quite yet.

Last night (Friday), Jesse and I went with a group of friends to see Pirates of the Caribbean 2 -- pretty good flick. It was the 9:40pm showing, and it was about 35 minutes from home, so we got in around 1:20 or 1:30am. Then we wound down a little and went to bed, just to get up early today to run to a Bridal Fair in downtown San Jose. It was supremely low-key there. We basically just entered a bunch of raffles, picked up some magazines, looked at a bunch of ugly dresses, and left.

Then we went out to lunch with my mom at the Spaghetti Factory. Yum! Jesse accidentally left his hat there. But we didn't have time to go back and get it, because we were already working on being late for the wedding we were supposed to go to today at 3:00pm.

So, we went to my mom's work and changed into our wedding clothes in their bathrooms there, then ran out and raced to the wedding. That was really nice. The happy couple had two ceremonies: one to reflect her Hindu background, and one to celebrate his Jewish background. Super interesting. We hung out with nice people, ate good food, and eventually left around 9:30pm.

At which point, we drove back to my mom's house -- because she'd gone back to the Spaghetti Factory and picked up Jesse's hat for him. So sweet. And we were so exhausted. We finally made it back home around 11:30pm tonight, and we're exhausted.

Tomorrow morning, I need to get up early so I can clean the house and hit the grocery store -- we're having a big group of people over for an ebelskiver breakfast at 11:00am.

Goodnight!

Down, down, down, down...

In general, I've been down for the past five days or so. I am working hard at work, and long hours. Jesse is also working long hours. We might come home late, or we might leave work early to rush across the bay to look at a potential wedding location, effectively killing an evening... we aren't eating altogether well, we aren't relaxing much, we aren't sleeping enough. In short, my (our) routine has changed drastically for the past week, and I'm none the better for it. Add to that a heaping helping of other stuff that's going on that I don't feel like discussing in a public forum, and you've got one very tired, stressed-out and down blogger.

Which doesn't make for an interesting blog... which is why I haven't been blogging... I just decided to say "hi" today to anyone who might be concerned about me. =)

Karaoke Night

Did you know that Comcast Digital Cable offers free Karaoke?

(I'll assume you said "no.")

Neither did we! So, last night when a commercial told me that tidbit of information, I thought to myself, "I've never felt so happy to have been informed by paid advertising! This is awesome!"

So I immediately stopped the show we were watching, and went surfing through Digital Cable menus (not pretty). Sure enough -- karaoke! So, Jesse and I had an impromptu karaoke night last night. You should've been there! (You could've stopped us...)

We sang such classics as:

"Somewhere Out There" in the style of Linda Rondstadt and James Hogan
"La Bamba"
and
"Pour Some Sugar On Me"

So, whereas at 7:00pm yesterday, I was totally ready to get rid of Digital Cable, by 11:00pm, I was sold on why we need to keep it. ;)

Wedding Central

We created our little Jesse+Amanda engagement space over at TheKnot.com. It's linked over there on the right-hand side of my blog. -->

There isn't much there yet, but we did write up a little synopsis of the proposal. It's in writing now, so we don't risk losing our voices from telling the story over and over. More details will be added as we, you know, decide on them. Enjoy! =)

"pop!" goes the question

... "yes!" goes the girl.

Most of the people who read my blog (Jesse, Jesse's friends & family, two of my friends) know already, but maybe I'll get a few surprise comments from other lurkers I don't yet know about, by informing the Blogger public that:

We're engaged!

That's right! On Sunday, May 14th, Jesse popped the question on the side of a Kona-Waimea highway (190). I had to de-code a numeric message, we were checkin' out a particularly awesome rainbow, etc, details... Apparently, he had already asked both of my parents for "permission" to marry me, and basically all of his friends and family already knew it was going to happen.. I was the only one in the dark. =)

...and none of my friends knew (not that Jesse's friends aren't my friends ... you know what I mean). So, if any of my friends are lurking, this is your sneak-peak at the news. ;) (Psst, let me know you're here, so I don't expect you to act surprised on Monday!) Otherwise, you'll have to wait for your email, phonecall, or glimpse of this near-blinding gem I'm cartin' around these days.

Any questions you have regarding our engagement or impending wedding will be answered tout de suite! Hopefully, we'll have one of those wedding announcement website things up within a couple of days.. We have lots of decisions to make, and people to keep updated!

Oh yeah, and we're back from Hawaii, too. Hello!

...and there we went.

Jesse and I are headed for Hawaii tomorrow morning. By 3:00pm Pacific time, we'll have arrived on the Big Island. If you want us to bring you back something, you're a little late. We're totally exhausted from cleaning, working and packing.. and now we're going to go to bed. Or, soon, anyway. Aloha!

Hey, is that Jesse?

I went over to MySpace.com today and saw the usual little "Cool New People" section right below the username/password fields, and thought at first, "Meh, whatever," but then I realized that one of the pictures looked just like Jesse!


That one on the left! With that other girl that's not me!

So I looked over at him (he was sitting right next to me) and said, "Hey, is that you with some other girl?" and he craned to get a good look and said, "Woah...that's strange."

Naturally, I had to investigate! So I clicked on that picture, logged in, and checked out the user's pics. Found it!



Yeah, no.. that's not Jesse. That's just some dufus who, when compressed down to thumbnail size, is lucky enough to resemble my Bug. I mean, I'm sure he's a perfectly nice guy, but he's no Jesse. Hooray!

Flaming piles of poop?

I found an ad for this product in the back of a home and garden magazine I'm fond of... it was an odd find, so I thought I'd share it with my blog patrons.

That's right, someone has capitalized on the idea of setting fire to human waste. It's the Incinolet, "The World's Only Electric Incinerating Toilet!"

I can't think of anything funny to say about this. It's a toilet that burns poop in the comfort of your own home away from home. The point, I guess, is that you'll no longer have to truck your waste to a treatment facility, because you can now go anywhere you want and just toss a bag of poo-ash in the nearest park trash can. Score one for you, score zonk for the elderly lady who sifts through that trash for lucrative recyclables to pay her rent.

And beware, fellow KOAers, the Incinolet requires good ventilation out the side of the RV. This may mean that your alfresco family lunch won't be sporting that fresh country air feature you were hoping for.

Cook for a day, eat sleep for a month.

We had a cooking bonanza at our house yesterday (Easter Sunday). I invited my mom and dad over. And so the four of us were around the house all day, with the world's biggest load of groceries and bowls, spatulas and muffin tins. It was fun, but it was a huge amount of work.

The impetus of the event was that, while we're all eating healthier (me, Jesse, my mom and my dad), we all cook dinner for just one or two people each night. Jesse and I have been having virtually no trouble with this effort -- we plan the week out in advance, and then cook dinners of varying degrees of complexity. No biggie. But my mom and dad both live alone, and so only cook for one person, which makes it slightly more difficult. And your food options can get boring after a while, with leftovers as a staple.

So I decided to plan this event, whereby we'd get together and cook up a storm, then cool the foods down (or in some cases, just prep them without cooking at all), and store everything as single or double servings. All of that goes into the freezer, et voila! Lots of dinners with virtually no prep required each night for dinner.

When all was said and done, we had a total of 9 different entrees, 2 breakfast dishes, and a bunch of cooked shredded chicken that can be added to various dishes on a whim (salads, soups, enchiladas, fajitas, quesadillas, etc.).

So, needless to say, after 10 or 11 hours of cooking and standing, there were sore feet and backs to go around. It was totally exhausting. And I would do it again in a heartbeat ... a heartbeat a couple of weeks from now.

Hawaii, here we come!

Jesse used to always talk about wanting to go to Hawaii. Well, last year (January '05) we went to Oahu, stayed on Waikiki, parasailed, went horseback riding on the beach, experienced a luau, and generally relaxed. I think it would be safe to say that he loved Hawaii. I loved Hawaii, too. =)

Well, I just wanted to take this opportunity to rub it into the faces of people who are reading my blog: we're going back to Hawaii in one month. In fact, we're going here. Seriously, that's gorgeous. I'm jealous of myself! =D I can't wait.

So, it's off to the Big Island (Hawaii) for us. One week. We'll be back, most likely as untanned as we were when we left! =) If I find any other gorgeous pictures of Hawaii that I have to brag about, I'll let you know.

The pain is all gone

I was reading through some of my old posts, just passing time.. when I stumbled upon this glimpse of my past. It serves as a reminder of why I blog, or take notes in any way about my life.

I had oral surgery on February 10, 2006. That's exactly 2 months ago. The wisdom teeth are gone. The pain is gone. It was totally worth any and all trouble I may have gone through to have the procedure done. Until I read that blog post, I had pretty much forgotten about that part of my life!

...Again, seriously, if you're still suffering with four extra useless teeth in your mouth, and you know who you are, please have them removed. I was the scaredest scaredy cat ever when it came to thinking about having that surgery.. but it was not a big deal, it was easy, and it's over. It has only been 2 months, and I don't ven think about it -- day in, day out, it's just pain-free jaw movement. Go do it!

Worst exposition ever.

Jesse and I spent most of Saturday in the studio at his work. He was mostly working, I was mostly hanging out. We decided to buy a new video game on the way home: Kingdom Hearts II. Yes, this is a Square-Enix collaboration with Disney. Yes, the first game was really fun. Yes, I liked this Disney product. No, I don't generally like Disney. But none of this gets to my point, which is: the beginning of this game suh-hucks.

It's about 4-5 hours of bland cinematics with brief "action" interludes, where you button-mash to do the most boring tasks on earth (beat the crap out of a bag of garbage on a cart to get it up a shallow hill and into a garage ... why didn't they implement a "push" action? .. or "defeat the strange enemies" seven or eight times for no reason -- they haven't even attacked). Dull. We would set the (wireless) controlled down for so long to watch the cut scenes that the controller would shut itself off from lack of use. Lame!

Follow that with 1-2 hours of "Oh my god, is the game going to start now? Wai--wha--crap, no. It's another movie. Oh my GOD this game is so dull!!" They give you so much time to dwell on how bored you are that you start to pick on other things about the game, too.. like why haven't PS2 graphics come further.. and why do they keep using that same music track for such different tasks... and why did they charge $50 for this piece of crap... and why did I even play the first game, if they were going to tell me the whole freaking story over again, complete with footage and dialogue from the original?

Anyway, about 6 hours into it, the game really took off -- and by "took off," I mean we finally got to do some real action stuff, in worlds that already existed in the first game (after that many hours, they still didn't deliver anything new?)

So yeah, can't wait to get back to that game soon. Of course, we will, because we still have an ounce of hope that it will deliver in the end. Please, KH2.. please don't let us down? Please?

Finger Cots

Have you ever heard of finger cots? That's right, they're condoms for your fingers.

My friend Mark had a little run-in between a vegetable peeler and his thumb. The thumb got all dramatic and apparently gushed blood for a few minutes. He was an unhappy guy, and had to buy that liquid bandage substance to protect the wound, because bandaids just weren't cutting it for him. Well, he showed off his wound for a week or so, and still mentions it occasionally.

So when Jesse and I were at Walgreens last night, perusing for nothing in particular, we found these most hilarious of First Aid tools. They were purchased, and I presented them to Mark today... explained that there were various sizes (small, medium, large, extra large) in the package... and he actually put one on. So awesome!

Anyway, that's about it. Seriously, folks, finger cots?

Income and Expense

I made a sweet donation to KQED (PBS) a while back and received two tickets to the "Real Estate Wealth Expo" in San Francisco for this past weekend. I invited Jesse to go, but he wasn't totally interested, so I invited my mom, and she was thrilled out of her mind. So my mom and I spent the weekend with about 60,000 other people at Moscone Center (North AND South) learning about real estate. This real estate expo apparently broke records for the largest event of this type ever held anywhere in the world. It was BIG.

There were four "keynote speakers" whose names you may recognize:
1. Suze Orman, finance guru, author and CNBC call-in show host
2. Tony Robbins, motivational speaker and life coach (or .. whatever)
3. Robert Kiyosaki, "Rich Dad/Poor Dad" author, investor
4. Donald Trump, duh

All of these speakers were amazing. They have huge personalities and lots of information to share. In fact, these people did the least amount of SALES while on stage. Throughout both Saturday and Sunday, there were tens of other talks you could attend at various times -- each and every speaker was selling their packaged set of tapes, books and other training for hundreds or thousands of dollars.

Suze Orman made no attempt to sell us anything -- I'm not even sure she mentioned that she's an author. So I went out and bought a book of hers, and my mom bought two. My mom already had Robert Kiyosaki's book, and Tony Robbins' tapes, and I watch Donald Trump's The Apprentice TV show. So, they all got our support when all was said and done. =) Great group of speakers. In addition to the famous group of speakers, I also really enjoyed listening to some others, James Smith and David Lindahl. I was very impressed.

It was a lot of fun. It was exhausting (walk walk walk walk walk walk walk, sit sit sit sit sit sit sit sit sit, walk walk walk, sit sit sit sit sit sit), but very motivating and intriguing. Not bad -- I got to support KQED and I got to go to a great weekend-long seminar.

Taxes and Awards

Jesse and I did our taxes this weekend. Yes, you can congratulate us. We don't owe any money. Suh-weet!

Jess also told me today that he found out he can bring a guest to the Game Audio Network Guild Awards on March 23. Excellent. =) I'm going to an awards ceremony with Bug! It'll be interesting to see how game awards go...

Ker-time-travel!

Ker-time-travel is a great sound.

I hear that this is also something Jesse would enjoy. Maybe we should keep it in mind for his birthday.

But this is my favorite for many, many reasons. Okay, two: I love the show The Nanny, and I constantly repeat that line from Deuce Bigalow, European Jigalo [sp] that goes, "Hi, I'm Deuce Big-gest lady I've ever seen!"

Yes, this is the Amanda you never knew.

How I made it through the weekend

First off, I left work at 5:30pm (woah, early) on Friday so that Jesse and I could head off to Cirque du Soleil. Let me just say, for the record, that I am a serious Cirque critic. I had seen six of their shows (Nouvelle Experience, Quidam, Dralion, O, Varekai, La Nouba) before Friday, and with the exception of La Nouba, the quality of the shows had been draining since Quidam. So, off we went, and I was so excited -- even though I only half-expected to be impressed.

But woah, nelly! As soon as we walked into the Big Top (le grand chapiteau), we knew we were in for a treat! What beautiful set design. It was very elegant with a Victorian flare -- there was a scrim painted with heavy "curtains," cherubim and seraphim.. and there were beautiful antique candellabra, and strings of dim light bulbs ... anyway, I think you probably had to be there. If you've seen any Cirque shows before, you probably wouldn't expect such a heavy-looking atmosphere. It's usually very modern and ephemeral. We sat there, tittering and nearly bouncing in our seats, we were so excited to see what else was next -- you'd think, at this point, that we were just in for a royal let-down, but noooooo... it was awesome. That's all. Just beautiful. After six or seven Cirque performances, you're used to the jaw-dropping acrobatic stunts, and the superb performances.. but the costumes! The lighting! The style and design of it all.. it was so impressive.

So, when you see one of those big Corteo billboards (if they're coming to your town, you will), just know that their little advertisement drawing doesn't do the show any justice whatsoever. It's a gorgeous show. I wouldn't say it has the most amazing stunts (not that the stunts aren't fantastic -- just that other shows are stronger in that area), but it is on the top of the list for Cirque beauty. There are some visuals in Corteo that make you think giddy thoughts like, "Wow, why isn't the world like this all the time?" and "I feel like the luckiest kid on earth! This is like a fairy tale!"

So, go see it. It's expensive (all Cirque shows are, and it's only getting worse), but I have to say ... it's worth it. (Not that I paid for it, because it was a Christmas present from Jesse... but you know what I mean)

...and now we move on to the part of the post I like to call, "the rest of my weekend" -- the other 48 hours of the weekend, as compared to the 3 hours of Cirque du Soleil, will only take 2/5 the number of words (the blog police can test me):

Jesse and I got up on Saturday and I made chocolate chip waffles for breakfast -- "woah, chocolate chip waffles?" you might ask.. to which I would answer, "yes, they were yummy, and I even dusted them with powdered sugar. how very domestic of me." Then we went to Santa Cruz to buy a new "alumni" license plate frame for my car, and to have linner out on the wharf, perched up over the water. Pretty! Followed by some hardcore couch-potatoing and then bed. Sunday, we woke up and headed over to a Cingular Wireless store, where they proceeded to tell us that a Motorola Razr phone would cost us our life savings unless we needed a new contract, so we left. Then we shopped at Target a little and came home to do laundry and make veggie corn dogs for dinner. I also took a bath (very european) and did my self review for work, two weeks late. Now you're all caught up on my weekend. Happy Monday!

Pretty Good Day

I worked really late last night -- didn't go to bed until 3:45am. But that was my punishment for not getting much done at work yesterday. I don't know what it is about my mind or body or whatever, but I love to work late at night. It's satisfying, I get a lot done, I can concentrate, I enjoy it. Anyway, I'm getting a lot done today at work, too. But that's because I have to. Have to. I turned down an invite to go out to lunch -- just hangin' out at my desk...

...because I'm going to see Cirque du Soleil's Corteo tonight with Jesse! Woohoo! It was one of his Christmas presents to me. I'm really excited to get out and see live performers, hear live music, and generally to be really content.

So I'm leaving work early today in order to get there on time. I have a lot to get done before then, so I'll bid you, my blog-reading audience, adieu. I wish you well, and I hope you're also having a pretty good day.

New rule.

Identify yourself if you comment on this blog!

It came to my attention that a few of my friends actually read my blog. Yet only one or two people comment. It occurred to me that maybe it was because I only allow Blogger users to comment here. So today, I changed the settings -- now non-Bloggers can comment. But you must tell me who you are. =) Even if that means emailing me with your special symbol or something.. I don't know.. something. =)

But, in other news, I'm thrilled that new "anonymous" people are lingering and commenting. Makes it worth my while to write. Welcome, anonnymooses!

And that's that.

I went to my follow-up appointment today for the ol' wisdom teeth extraction thing. The doctor was happy with the condition of the "area of surgery." He seemed concerned to find out if I had any numbness in my lip, chin or tongue. Apparently, my bottom wisdom teeth roots were so long that they had tangled around the nerve that leads to my lower lip. He seemed very relieved that I am experiencing no numbness whatsoever. That said, I believe that I am the most relieved one here. =) So anyway, he showed me my teeth (apparently they keep the patient's teeth if they are unusual in any way) and checked my mouth and then I was outta there!

That means it's done! Aside from the fact that I still have open wounds in my mouth, I'm doing very well. Almost no pain at all, except for the occasional chewing-induced ache, cured easily by Advil. All's well.

I'll say it again: go get your wisdom teeth removed. =)

It's Pink Flower Day!

Pink flowers! Specifically, gorgeous long-stem pink roses! Valentine's Day should be my favorite holiday, with all the pink!

This morning, my friend Mark presented me with two beautiful long-stem pink roses. I was touched! I couldn't figure out why Mark was giving me pink flowers.. He's a prankster, though, and made light of it. About an hour later, my friend Chelsea presented me with an identical pair of roses. Of course, then I was totally suspicious. Chelsea said that Mark put her up to it. Then some time passed.. there was a meeting, and lunch, and sitting around and working and all, and then I decided to call Jesse and poke at him and see what he would tell me.

Although Jesse hasn't admitted anything, I can't imagine why else I would have received two more identical pairs of roses this afternoon from friends Sharlene and Katie, bringing my current total to eight.

...Rob just dropped by with a suspiciously similar set. Total = ten.

...David just dropped by with the sixth identical set. Total = one dozen!!

And they all just say the same thing, "Happy Valentine's Day, Amanda!" and walk away.

So, Dear Diary, I'll keep you updated...

Pain, pain, go away..

I'm back at work today. I had the surgery on Friday, then I worked from home on Monday. I didn't use any pain killers yesterday until around 7pm. Today, I woke up and took some Advil, then I had some more at lunch time.. and I'm still in pain. I think it's all the talking and laughing and smiling I've done today that's tiring out my poor achin' jaw. Not to mention -- I chewed actual food at lunch today. Gah, pain.

So I'm still really happy I had the teeth pulled, and I'm happy to be at work and socializing, but it hoits, it hoits.

Pretty soon, it'll stop hurting and I won't even think about it anymore.. right?

That wasn't so bad!

If you still have your wisdom teeth, but you should've had them taken out.. just go do it. It wasn't that bad. Take it from me -- I was scared poopless about getting it done, and it wasn't that big of a deal.

I got the nitrous to calm me down about the I.V., then they stuck me once in the arm while I inhaled (meh.. I didn't even get dizzy!) ... then I felt them stick me for the novacaine, but I don't think I cared too much. I was mostly out by that point.. then I was really out. They didn't put me to *sleep*, because I was supposed to be vaguely aware of what was happening. The only thing I remember was flinching whenever I heard someone turn on a saw (two or three times), and I heard the doctor say, sternly, "Don't do that." (I don't think they wanted me to flinch) ...

But then I opened my eyes, and a sweet lady was telling me I was all done, and I was being rolled into another room, and my mom was there, and they told me to sit up, and I did, and they told me to answer some questions (and I tried), and then they eventually asked me to stand, and they walked me out to my mom's truck.. and I dozed on and off the whole way home. The only thing I really wanted after leaving the office was some water.. My throat and mouth were so dry that I couldn't swallow. My mom said you could hear my skin sticking together as I tried. No harm done, I dribbled some water, and that was fixed. Back to sleep.

I got home, was starving, slurped down some apple sauce (dribbled a bunch too) .. slept, more apple sauce, pain killers, sleep, rinse, repeat. Eventually I graduated to chocolate pudding & pain killers, and weak iced tea.. and sleep. Ice packs, pain killers, sleep, and eventually the only things left that were numb were my bottom lip and my tongue. That was all but gone by my actual bedtime, and I slept through the night.

Now, on my second day, I just have some lower jaw discomfort (like someone punched me, a little swollen, stiffness on the left side) .. but all's well. Mashed potatoes are pretty much my favorite food right now. As it turns out, most soft foods are sweet, but that gets old quick. I tried to take just Advil today, but it didn't help the pain much, so I went back to Vicodin. The day has been better since then.. I get drowsy, I watch TV, I eat ice cream.

All in all, a superbly positive experience. =) The post-surgery pain is nothing compared to what I expected -- just a little stiff and sore (mostly stiff). Looking forward to getting the stitches out, and moving back onto solid foods. Anyway, do it if you haven't done it yet. If you're in the Bay Area, I can recommend a good doctor. =) Yay, it's over! Woohoo!

Thanks for being my Health Brigade, Bug! =)

Surgery & Sickness

I'm petrified of doctors. I used to love to get my eyes checked, regular check-ups, teeth cleanings.. but now I hate all of it. It all started with that needle one doctor stuck in my eye. It ruined me! I also pass out for various reasons now. I threaten to all the time when I think a doctor wants to do anything remotely traumatizing for a treatment. Especially around needles. [shovel]

Anyway, the needle-in-the-eye thing happened when I was 18. Since then, various dentists have told me I need to have all four of my wisdom teeth removed. I'm 25 years old, which means I've put up with teething pain and other jaw and cheek pain for seven years. [sigh] So I went in for a consultation at an oral surgeon's office this past Friday, at a friend's referral. He was a stern guy, but confident. I really want to get my wisdom teeth out before there are other age-related issues to worry about. And what if I'm ever without health insurance? Anyway, it's time. I made my appointment for this Friday, February 10th, at 10:45am. Stay tuned for news.

In order to have the surgery, I have to fast for 8 hours prior to going in, which includes NO food, NO drinks, NO water.. and I can't be sick. Now, Jesse has been sick lately, with a head cold or the flu or something. We've been trying to make sure I don't get sick, but I'm not sure we fully succeeded. Yesterday, I started getting the same symptoms he had a week ago. =( So I'm guzzling Airborne and sucking down 100 ounces of water a day.. Doing everything I can to stay healthy. I don't want to have to skip the surgery -- I may not re-schedule. =(

Ok, once this whole surgery thing is out of the way, I'll try to post something cheerful. =)

Now we're cookin'

Jesse and I have been cooking for ourselves since we got back from the Christmas/New Year holiday travel blitz. We've sat down to breakfast together every morning, packed lunches together, and then come home to either make or serve (if slow-cooked during the day) dinner. Just wanted to note that it has been such a nice change. =) Even though we're obviously spending more time on meals, I feel like our home life is a lot less hectic. We've even somehow managed to keep up with our dishes every single day. Flamazing.

Now, the studio/office is a whole different situation.. we'll have to get around to cleaning it someday. It's mostly my fault - I got a new (well, two new) keyboard(s) and printer for Christmas, but I haven't set up the printer (huge box in the middle of the floor) and I left out the packaging for one keyboard, along with the second, unpacked, keyboard. Oh yeah -- does anyone want to buy my second keyboard? I don't want to go through the hassle of finding a store to return it, and get store credit.. yuck.

But meals! Meals are going well. I feel healthier (imagine that -- not eating out every night), and I know we're saving money. w00t.

Christmas is over!!!

With all the traveling we did this Christmas, I'm really excited that I'll soon be able to sit down and relax... especially since, now that I have a slow-cooker, I won't have to think about what to cook for dinner nearly every night. =P Gotta spend some time looking for excellent recipes to fill the tried-and-true-recipe box.

Now, all that's left to do that's Christmas-related is: ship remaining gifts that either didn't arrive on time (Kody-pink fuzzy dice, my dad-slow cooker) or didn't get sent out by us on time (Ry and Lisa, calendar and sample library), unpack the gifts we received at our first christmas (haven't gone through them since Christmas Eve, because they were left at my mom's house when we flew out to Philly).... and sleep.

Jesse and I never quite recovered from jet lag -- we were sleeping from 11pm or midnignt to 8 or 9am pacific time the whole time we were on the East Coast.. that translates to 2 or 3am to 11am or noon. So it would seem like we got enough sleep, but I'm still exhausted. Yawning all day. =(

Ack, blogging is hard. For the past 6 months, I haven't been able to think of anything to say here. So I guess I'm going to stop writing now. TTYL!

Christmas is coming!!!

It's that time of year again! I've been listening to Christmas music for the past two weeks (yes, since before Thanksgiving). I *love* Christmas. Wanna know why?

1. I love the warmth of the indoors because of the COLD out-of-doors.
2. I love buying presents that will make people happy.
3. I love wrapping presents.
4. I love Toys for Tots.
5. I love knowing that people all over the world are genuinely concerned about the well-being of strangers, if only for a short period of time. That short period of time is these next few weeks, and I love this holiday for it.
6. I love all the little kids running around desperate to get on their parents' (and Santa's) good side just in time for the parade of presents.
7. I love turkey and mashed potatoes and gravy and stuffing.
8. I love that people complain if they love their family's home-cooking but aren't able to have it. How often do you get to hear people saying nice things about being with their families?
9. I love White Elephant gift exchanges.
10. I love Christmas music.
11. I love shopping when the people around me are also shopping with the same goal -- to find the perfect gift for someone on their list. How often during the year do we have shared goals with virtually everyone around us? It's the great, invisible, Christmas bond!
12. I love sweaters and scarves and gloves. I love when they're printed with snowflakes and other cold-related symbols. Cozy!
13. I love Christmas generosity -- like when you're out with friends or family shopping, and one person volunteers to run out in the cold/rain/snow to fetch the car, while everyone else can huddle together for warmth. Or when people give money to those "annoying" bell-ringers outside of every grocery store, just because it's Christmas.
14. I love creating surprises!
15. I love overcoming a good mystery (like figuring out what my gift is before Christmas -- sorry, Bug).
16. I love the smell of pine needles and Winter spices.
17. I love to bake.
18. I love seeing a beautiful Christmas tree decked-out with candy canes and lights and presents, not to mention a star on top!
19. I love driving around neighborhoods to check out Christmas lights and decorations -- the outward, physical evidence of a community's celebration of a holiday is so special. No matter how they celebrate or why.
20. I love the simplicity of Christmas. People are generous and happy (or at least attempting to be both). And there are only so many symbols of Christmas, and yet they're re-interpreted every year and for each new generation. Santa, snowflakes, snowmen, the tree, stars, gifts, candy canes, sleighs, reindeer, lights, wreaths. Everyone knows the stories. Everyone knows the songs.

I love it! You can think it's cheesy. You can be cynical. But I plan to be happy. I plan to be generous. I plan to be refreshed by the season. You Summer-lovers have had your "day in the sun." I plan to enjoy my day by the fire. =) Happy Christmas!!!

Scattered thoughts

My mood is all over the place today. I'm listening to fast music, depressing music, foreign lyrics, hip hop, Tori Amos.. weird. I usually like to stick to one style (that's the way my moods work, anyway).

Anyway, I'm scattered today. I think it's because of the anticipation I'm feeling about this weekend. Jesse and I are headed up to Groveland for Thanksgiving tomorrow morning. We're meeting my brothers and parents there. The last time Jesse and I went away for Thanksgiving with my family, the atmosphere was a disaster. I'm really, really hoping that doesn't happen again. Also, Jesse will be worried about our cat, Phillip, because we'll be gone for longer than usual. And I'm tired. I haven't been able to fall asleep lately, but I still have to get up at the same time in the morning. =) In any case, I just don't think this will feel like a "long weekend." I think it'll be more like a long weekend.

On top of that, I'm at work today.. and lots of other people are, too. But the parking lot is empty as though no one's here. It's really bizarre. It's just a bizarre day. And I'm doing someone else's work, because that person is already on vacation.

It's sort of like the Twilight Zone. Ever have one of those days? It's the middle of the week, but it's the end of the week. Remember how I said I was having scattered thoughts? Toldja so.

Multi-media reviews, in short

"Elephunk" by Black Eyed Peas

I know this is their older album, but I just imported it to my iTunes list, so I'm actually listening to it now. Good stuff! Super energetic. Great production. Catchy tunes. Not always the most elegant choices lyrically ("Let's get retarded," "The girlies in the club got the plump lump-lumpas," etc.), but it's the beat and the production you listen for... These guys are geniuses when it comes to the hook. It's money well-spent. I encourage you to listen to BEP, if you don't already. My favorites: "Let's Get It Started" (the extended album version is really good), "The Boogie That Be," "Smells Like Funk," "Shut Up," and "Hey Mama" (this is the song that made me start IMing with exclamation marks for no reason -- happy music!).

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Holy smokes! Good movie. =) I'm all caught up on the books, so they sometimes blur together in my mind. I went into the theater knowing the basic chunks of the story, but not all the details and relevant characters. Let me tell you: this movie tells the story well! I never felt like I was falling behind on the story, and yet it didn't drag at all ([ahem] Chamber of Secrets [ahem]).. in fact, I found myself gasping at some of the more adrenaline-driven moments. Amazing special effects, great story-telling (tons of the content from the book was removed with a great result), better acting overall ([ahem] Emma Watson still over-acts a little [ahem]). I even really loved the music. Yay, Patrick Doyle! I loved his work on Great Expectations, among other movies.

Go see the new Harry Potter movie. =) And buy a BEP album.

I got a few haircuts...

No, that's not just me being unclever, messing up the already-unfunny saying "I got a few hairs cut." I actually got a few haircuts.

On Friday, I went with two other friends to get a haircut. I went first. I didn't *love* it, but you know.. sometimes you just need to put your own styling flare on the 'do before it looks right to you. Fine. Then our guy friend got his hair cut. Then my other girl friend got her hair cut. She didn't look thrilled, but she wasn't saying she didn't like it .. just that she "didn't know." Oh well.

So we all went our separate ways Friday night.. I got home and decided I didn't like my hair. I felt like I had a mullet. Too many short hairs up front, plus long hair in back = mullet. So I resolved to get it fixed somewhere else. I made an appointment on Saturday afternoon -- it was settled. I would be getting my hair fixed on Monday evening!

On Saturday night, I went to another mutual friend's housewarming party. My haircut buddy girl friend had chopped all her hair off!! Apparently, she went home crying that night and decided to get it fixed an hour later. Our sentiments weren't too far off from each other! =)

So yesterday, I finally got my turn to get the haircut fixed -- another small fortune later, I love my hair. I went from mid-back to shoulder-length, and it's a much nicer style. Mullet is gone. The stylist said it wasn't perfect yet, because there was still a majority-rule of short hair in front, but you so can't tell. It's fixed, as far as I'm concerned.

So I went from having really long hair and only getting a cut twice a year to having shoulder-length hair after two haircuts in a single weekend. ;) Even though it cost me an arm and a leg to go through the ordeal, I'm still really happy with the result. =)

No sleep for a good sleeper...

Last night, Jesse and I jolted awake to the sound of a loud THUMP, only to realize that our bed was no longer parallel with the floor. He was downhill from me. It was very obvious that the bed had somehow structurally failed us. So sad.

Shaken and traumatized, we resolved to get up (it was about 12:30am, I think) and disassemble the bedframe. We moved the heavy pieces to the side of the room, and went back to bed -- which was now just a boxspring and mattress on the floor. Our pillows kept falling between the mattress and the wall. Neither of us got a good night of sleep.

As if that weren't bad enough, I woke up in the morning the sound of the TV crackling (like it had been turned on) and then ceasing to make any other noise. Curious, I popped my head up to take a look around... the alarm clock was flashing "12:00 .. 12:00 .. 12:00" ... That's right, the power went out.

So I happily recalled that I have a battery-powered alarm clock next to the bed for just such an occasion. That clock read 7:19am. It's 10min fast, so it was actually 7:09am. Our alarm goes off at 7:10am. [sigh]

Doh, he's gone.

Yes, him. But not gone gone. Just on a short vaycay to visit family. I took him to the airport this morning, bright and early.. or overcast and early. =( Doh.

Oh well. Working away, waiting for the chick flick to come in the mail fron Netflix. I ordered it special, since there aren't many chances for me to get away with watching crappy TV/movies, now that Jess and I live together.

Speaking of crappy TV.. Seriously, I don't watch it anymore. And I used to watch a lot. Some of my favorite crap: HGTV/TLC home improvement shows (which I would typically only watch until a commercial came on, then would continue my surf), infomercials (yes, the Magic Bullet, the plastic containers that all fit on the spinning holder, anything by Ron "Set it and forget it!" Popeil), the MTV faux reality drama Laguna Beach, etc. I kinda miss it all. Maybe I'll channel-surf and stop on shows I actually want to watch for the next couple of days, so I can get it out of my system again. =)

I actually have lots to keep me busy.. I'm getting that movie in the mail, I'm planning to hang out with a couple of our friends (T and Mark) at their new house one of these nights, and I have to get up super early on Saturday morning to distribute voting precinct supplies for the Registrar of Voters.

That's right, California! The governor's Special Election is coming up, next Tuesday (November 8th). Don't forget to vote.

But I digress... Lots to do. I also ordered some new potholder loops so I can get started on some crafty Christmas presents. Anyway, Jesse will be home soon, and it'll be like this separation never even happened... right?

Here's the dish!

Jesse and I had my parents over for dinner this past Saturday night. They seemed to have a nice time -- we showed them around and they loved our apartment, they ate all their dinner so I guess that went all right, and they gave us money as a housewarming present. Woah! As soon as we saw it, someone (Jesse? My dad? I can't remember.) mentioned that we could use the money to buy ourselves some microwave-safe dishes. Now, when I first moved out on my own, I realized that, although my grandmother's china is pretty, and it puts on a beautiful light show when microwaved, it's probably not the best idea to heat foodstuffs on it. So I stopped. It has been two years since I have heated food in/on something other than pyrex, corning ware, or paper towels. So when the idea came up to spend money on microwave-safe dishes, I thought, "puh! not necessary."

But when my parents left, Jess brought it up again: "You know, maybe we should buy microwave-safe dishes." Ok, ok, ok... Just because I'm used to it, doesn't mean it's the best plan to live without this convenience. So we went shopping online... within an hour, we had picked out dishes we're both going to be happy with. So even though I wasn't excited about buying new dishes beforehand (what? am I not a girl? what's wrong with me?), now I'm thrilled! They're in the mail, and I'm going to receive them any day! How exciting is that?!

And Jesse and I are talking about going up to Groveland this weekend. That promises to be relaxing. Relaxing promises to be nice. And now I'm stalled thinking of things to write about, because I'm daydreaming about relaxing...

Early Fall Primetime TV Reviews

The saving grace of my early Fall is that prime time TV is back. Here's what I watch:

Medium: Awesome. Such a good show. Great acting, great script, variety in storyline, topic matter. So good. It's hard to figure out what will happen next.

Amazing Race: doh. I'm currently boycotting this show. As one of its main proponents in the early years (read: every year 'til now), I'm really angry that they messed with a good thing. I needed my Tuesday night strategic, backstabbing race-around-the-world. Instead, it's now a family show and they have yet to leave the United States. Boring.

The Apprentice/Martha Stewart: So good! This re-vamped version of Trump's original is so much better. The candidates are annoying, but the tasks are interesting, and they've made some great improvements over The Donald's show: (1) no immunity for PMs, (2) Martha doesn't say "you're fired" at all, which makes sense, since no one has been hired yet, (3) she writes a very well-balanced and insightful letter to the eliminated candidate each week, explaining why they won't be continuing, and (4) there's no Donald Trump! No more comments about how the female candidates are beautiful, no more flirting from the candidate side of the table... it is more professional. Only downside: Guy to Martha's left, lose the cigar!

Joey: Same show, different season. It's funny, the acting and writing are good - it's entertaining and watchable. I don't cry if I miss an episode, though.

Survivor: Same show, different rules (as always!). They keep this show fresh by realizing that the strategy is the only thing the show has going for it (well, that, and all the boob and butt shots the cameramen and editors like). The rules change, the challenges seem to be genuinely challenging, and the teams are shuffled around at various times to keep the players awake and their strategies exciting.

The Apprentice/Donald Trump: I was a fan of The Apprentice the first season, but it has gone downhill since then -- the Donald is too over-the-top, the editing is bad (you never like anyone all season, then you're supposed to support one of the final two? no way!), and lots of bad, impulsive decisions seem to be made in "the boardroom." The only upside: The candidates are making better decisions about who to bring into the boardroom this season (probably because they're aware of how bad the decisions can be)!

ER: I didn't start watching this show until two seasons ago, and I'm a huge fan. The writing is consistently excellent, and the acting is always great.. the characters shift job roles and hierarchy so subtly that it always seems real .. almost like real time. Few shows can do that, probably because they can't guarantee the show will still be on the air long enough to complete a storyline. ER doesn't have that problem. Awesome. I would cry if I missed an episode of this show. ;)

Our house = warmed

We had our housewarming party this weekend, on Saturday night. It was really nice -- lots of fun people showed up. At 7pm, when it was due to start, I wondered why people always like to be fashionably late.. then I realized: I'm always late. It's karma.

So people started rapidly showing up, and then I realized: I had way too much in the way of drinks. Oh well. People ate, they drank (a little) .. but we didn't run out of anything, and everyone seemed satisfied. I never had to say "no, we ran out" if someone asked for something. That's always good for a nurturer like me. =P

Our front bonus room smelled like ant spray all night, even though we'd been airing it out for two days. And then, of course, we got ants inside the house. I think we scared them out of the bonus room and into our house. How annoying: our house is cleaner than it has ever been, and now we have ants. Awesome!

Some of our invitees didn't show up. Two of Jesse's friends didn't show, and my brothers didn't come. That made me sad. But our house was full and laughter-y well into the night, and people seemed to be having fun.

Ever since the party, I haven't been able to get up in the morning. Last week was incredibly hectic at work, and the cleaning and prep work for the party has knocked me out.. I'm ready for a vacation now.

My computer doesn't work.. it gives me some sort of error about not recognizing the non-existent floppy drive. Exciting. And the case is a piece of junk: as my brother put it, "It looks like they hot-glued the electrical, instead of soldering it." So I have to replace the case and then worry about the other stuff... Blah.

Computer Puzzles

So, I'm buying a new computer. I ordered all kinds of things from newegg.com two days ago, and most of it has already arrived. The things that were sent from California are already here, while the things being shipped from New Jersey haven't yet arrived. They're so slow in Jersey. =P (j/k friends from Jersey, if you exist) (and to all my friends from Philly, since I know you exist, I wasn't really j/k) Now, that big puzzle of pieces just needs to be put together next week, by my brother, who has awesomely volunteered to help his little sister out.

And I also bought my first mobile phone game. Jesse bought Bejeweled, and I chided him for spending so much money on such a silly little thing... then I was inspired by his silliness, and bought Collapse! for myself. Awesome. I'm a big Collapse fan. And It's so fun to have it on my phone. I'm also really into spending money I don't need to spend right now. What's that about? =P

And that's where I'm going to awkwardly end this post. Seeya!

The new and improved Busy Rooni

Hello, Journal. Long time, no see. How have you been? Good. Oh, me? Busy.

Work, work, work... Socialize, socialize, socialize. I have nothing to complain about, so I won't. =) Just busy, and I always think about writing, but never sit down to do it because I feel like I don't have anything interesting to say..

Over the weekend, Jesse and I socialized a bunch with friends: we went to a wedding on Saturday afternoon, which was really nice -- we danced a bunch and made friendly conversation. Then we followed that up with socializing at a friend's house (with fellow wedding attendees), which was also really nice. Then the next day, we helped still other friends move some heavy things into their new place. And that night, we went to a dinner party for another friend's birthday. Somewhere in there, we painted some pottery at one of those fancy retail establishments that lets you do such things. That was really fun -- the "fun" that means you put your creative brain to work to design something, then spend hours painting and painting and painting more detail until it's done. All in all, a super nice weekend.

Monday, my mom called and begged me to go to Home Depot and choose paint colors for her house. We bickered over blue-greens and yellow-greens until we settled on the very cute color "Little Green Frog." It should be very pretty.

Tuesday, my friend (the same friend we socialized with on Saturday night) wanted me to go shopping for vacation clothing, since she's leaving tomorrow morning (and I'm taking her to the airport). So that's been my week so far. Currently, I'm working hard at my place of business.

And tonight, I just found out, I'm going out again for paint color work. And over the coming weekend, I'll be cleaning and prepping the house for our upcoming Housewarming Party (the following weekend).

So that's my life.. and from this boring blog, you should be able to see why I haven't been writing lately -- not that I'm too busy, but that I really don't have anything to say. =)

Ferocious schedule

Maybe I should start all my blog subjects with "ferocious" .. it's a pretty awesome little adjective.

Anyway, on to the schedule.. I probably shouldn't complain, but I will anyway. ;) Remember, I'm an introvert.. hectic social schedules stress me out.

I worked over the weekend (not the whole time, but still, it interfered with the whole relaxation thing) .. then Monday, there was a client visit at work -- I was with them from 8:45am to 8:45pm. Tuesday, I came home early to stress out about a report that's due this week. Today, I stayed home all day to do that report. It's done. Tonight, I'm going to a friend's house to help make wedding favors (yay helping out!). Tomorrow, Jess and I have a bunch of things we'd like to do -- make a nice dinner, play more Ratchet & Clank, watch a new movie from Netflix... but we'll probably just make a simple dinner, pay bills, watch Survivor and call it a night. =) Then Friday, I'm going out to dinner for another friend's birthday (yay Nola's!). Then it's Saturday morning at home (nice weekend breakfast with Jesse, maybe?) and off to the overnight bachelor and bachelorette parties (for the betrothed couple) we go!

Next week, I'm hoping the work schedule slows down a little. Maybe I'll feel more inspired to write in Ye Ole Blogge more if I feel like I have some time to myself here and there.

Oh yeah, and I'm working on buying a new computer -- that way, maybe Jess and I will both have nice set-ups in this home office space. Wish us luck! Wish me luck! I wish you luck. Talk to you all again sometime soon. =)

My two weekends, and Katrina in-between.

I had a great birthday, last weekend. I was bummed out, trying to squeeze everything in (Jesse time, family time, quiet time, bridal shower time, etc.) ... and there was a "pre-wedding hang-out session" that my friends were planning for our engaged friend who's getting married at the end of the month (it was also her bridal shower over the weekend) ... I was getting so stressed out that I almost didn't go, but my arm was twisted several times around, and I relaxed a bit over lunch with some other friends, so I ended up going (happily). And wow, it was a good thing I did! =P It was a surprise birthday dinner party for me. =P Sheesh. I don't think I've ever had a surprise party before, so I didn't quite know the lead-up warning signs.. hehe

It was super nice; we went to a swanky place called Nola in Palo Alto. (Woah, go to that link -- going there only just reminded me that it was a Nawlins-themed restaurant. Poor New Orleans.) The food was great, the company was great, and we had a sweet private room at the back of the restaurant.. I was very impressed and touched.

And then, on Saturday (my actual birthday), Jess and I packed up a picnic lunch, and he read to me on the banks of the lagoon in Foster City. I fell asleep. It was very relaxing.

My mom (who's totally my biggest fan and should've called me at midnight as soon as it turned August 27) didn't call me to say Happy Birthday, so I was bummin' out into the late afternoon... Then, of course, she called me at about 7:02PM singing the HB song into the phone, and apologizing profusely for missing my exact birth time of 6:55pm. Awww. So, I had to forgive her. And then I was in good enough spirits to go out to dinner (without my mom's call, I was totally thinking of just going to bed early and not eating dinner), so Jesse took me to a sweet little italian restaurant called Tomatina. Yum.

Then on Sunday, I went to my friend's Bridal Shower. It was bridal showery. I embarassed her with lingerie, which is pretty much the purpose of a shower, right? Then my family took me out to dinner Sunday night, staying with the Italian theme, to Maggiano's. Nice decor, but we ate outside to stay cool. Beautiful night, good food, fun joke-and-story-telling. It was nice, overall!

Then came Monday, and the hell of this past week. Ugh. So much work, so much hurricane crying. My company built a whole emergency hurricane relief application, to direct people to the Red Cross donation lines, the FEMA info lines, etc. All of this extra work piled on meant that I didn't get my original work goals for the week accomplished.

So here I am, on a Saturday, at work. Doh! Oh well. I'm fortunate enough to live in a beautiful state, with temperate weather, and my home and the building in which I work are still standing.

Poor New Orleans (not to mention other destroyed areas along the Gulf Coast). I've donated money, but I wish there was more I could do... Something tells me, though, that there's a premium on space in the disaster-stricken areas, and they don't need another mouth to feed.

James Taylor Madness

Cool, calm, smooth. That's James Taylor, right?

According to the guards at the gate, who didn't bother doing a serious check of our companions' carry-in items, "This is a pretty low-key crowd. We're not too worried."

Jess and I didn't receive a pat-down at all. They didn't search our stuff. I think it's safe to say they weren't worried about riots at the James Taylor concert. Would you be? I wouldn't. In fact, I wasn't.

Well!

If you've never been to the Greek Theatre in Berkeley, it's important to point out that it's fundamentally different from run-of-the-mill Amphitheaters in terms of seating: assigned seats are on big stone steps, as opposed to those stadium-style flip-open seats. So when you sit down, the person behind you has their feet right next to your back.

The people behind us were evidently getting sloshed early on. Sometime at the end of the concert -- I believe it was either the last song (before encores) or the first encore -- the woman sitting next to me (my mom's friend) suddenly jerked forward, as though she was supporting a huge weight. Sure enough, a person had toppled onto her, and a split second later, I was also being pushed forward.

In a setting like this, that's probably the only thing you worry about: "I hope no one loses their balance, cuz this could get ugly!" (it's just a giant set of stairs)

I thought someone had passed out, or was trying to pass in front of people and lost their balance. Nope. Just as I'm turning around to see if everyone was ok, people around us started yelling "STOP! STOP IT! GET OFF OF HIM! STOP!"

Seriously, folks, it was a James Taylor concert.

Jess and I jumped to our feet and stood in the aisle, trying to get away from flying fists. The fight would go on for another minute or so before two cops came down toward us. Of course, remembering that we're on a giant set of stairs, and this guy is drunk and throwing punches, it was hard for the cops to approach him. So they didn't. They just let him continue to fight as they called for back-up.

They got a third cop involved, and they all still stood far away from him until he calmed down (stopped punching and swearing at people). Then he sat down and started examining his leg, which was apparently bleeding.

Eventually, the whole group decided to get up and leave (including the fighty guy), and things calmed back down. My mom said someone stepped on her hand in the mayhem (the tip of her thumb was black with trapped blood -- it's amazing more people didn't get hurt, in the cramped conditions).

Seriously, folks, it was a James Taylor concert.

Other than the fight and minor injuries, it was an excellent concert. A beautiful night to be outside, listening to a soothing singer-songwriter. Sorry you missed it, everyone who wasn't there.

I try to like butterflies.

It's still Summer. Jess and I live in a somewhat foggy area (it's no San Francisco, but it's cool and moist many evenings/mornings), so it doesn't always feel like Summer at home. But I'm reminded that it's Summer when I think of my schedule...

Seriously, I'm an introvert. I like to stay home and do quiet things (read, sit, think) to recharge/refuel. But ever since someone turned the sun on back in May/June, I've been busy trying to act like a social butterfly. Two of my friends are taking the marriage plunge this year (one already did in June, the other will in September) and because they're female, that means three party dates each: bridal shower, bachelorette party, wedding ceremony and/or reception. In addition, my mom is renovating two houses. Jesse and I moved, we did some renovation in our new place, and August brings both Jesse's and my birthday.

So, my quiet time has been cut back, due to everyone's need to take advantage of the Summer sun. Jesse and I tried to get away from our hectic pace last weekend by driving up to Yosemite and picnicking by a lake. It was really nice. Unfortunately, we did have to come back home. And now I'm at work, accepting and denying meetings, answering questions, and planning parties and gifts for other people's parties.

In fact, our intern had his last day yesterday (it's the end of Summer), so we took him out to lunch. My team at work is raucus and upbeat, so it was fun. Because of my recent trip to Yosemite, I was reminded of something I told my mom a few months ago: In the Summer, when you drive across Central California, you kill multiple specimens of California's bug species with your car's front end. I mentioned to her that she might not ever drive to her vacation home in eastern California if, before she left, she was given a tray of bugs and butterflies and a baseball bat, and told she had to beat them all to a pulp before she would be allowed to leave for vacation.

Is that mean? The lunch crowd recoiled and laughed uncomfortably at the story. Oh well. Sometimes it's hard for me to know if I'm funny or just inappropriate.

My book

Well, it's not really my book, because he wrote it, but it is for me, which sort of makes it mine. My book!

Jesse's writing me a novel. It's called The Amber Lantern, a bedtime story by Jesse Harlin. For those of you who don't already know, Jesse has made a habit of reading to me before bed. It's so relaxing, and it's so sweet -- I recommend that all boyfriends do this for their girlfriends. Yes, ladies, I read to him, too, but he's so much better at it, and he has the patience for it -- it's so great!

So, of course he's incredibly creative. Visual artist, musician (duh) and writer. He tells one great bedtime story after another -- but he's writing this one down! And it's chock full of inside jokes and references to us (you'll have to get these out of me one-by-one.. I don't want to post a list of inside jokes, because, you know.. then they'd be outside jokes).

So the copy I got for my birthday is an official, bound version, containing the first three chapters. So far, Jess has read the first chapter to me -- I wish I could tell you what the whole book's about, but he won't let me read the back cover, and the whole book's not done yet anyway. ;) I can tell you that the first chapter sets the story on Kipiki Luni Island, with a dragon who's learning to fly, and a decorative tin monkey with a colorful past, who've just met a shipwrecked duck. It's all very exciting to me -- I'll tell you how it turns out. ;)

Thank you, Bug! I know it's not my birthday yet, but I love my present, and I think you're the sweetest and the best! Tippit, Bug!!

This is how I pulled it off...

Jesse said he'd let me tell you all how I pulled it off. I was super busy, and this is the first chance I've had to write. So, here goes...

I figured out what I wanted to do, then I told Ry (Jesse's brother) that I was thinking about it. He showed me some other Chicago-style pizzeria that shipped complete pizzas. I called Italian Delite. Anthony said, "Uh, not sure.. but I know it would be a bad idea to ship the complete pizza. The sauce would ruin the dough." Anthony also said to "Call back tomorrow. Frank will be here. Joe's here today, and I can tell you right now, Joe would say 'no.'"

Okay, so I called Frank. Sweet, helpful Frank. He said Italian Delite was thinking about doing this as part of their normal business, but it hadn't been fully explored yet. Long story short, he really wanted to help. He offered to freeze the pizza dough, sauce and cheese for me. He wanted to ship it himself, but his suppliers weren't calling him back, so we resolved that Jesse's mom (Karen) would have to do the legwork. Luckily, she was willing and available!

I called dry ice retailers (for obvious reasons), shipping companies (price estimates, ability to ship dry ice), Acme and Wawa and hardware stores (trying to find a styrofoam cooler). I also needed to get directions to all of these places, in the correct order, because Karen's internet connection was on the fritz.

SO! That's the prep. Lots of phone calls, taking notes, organization. Then I called Karen mom and explained the whole plan -- she was game! Sweet. Frank, at Italian Delite, said he didn't want me to pay for the pizza until he heard whether it worked out for us. I'd say it did!

Poor Karen got lost once or twice, because places weren't where they said they'd be, and the whole thing took a few hours, all told. But with the cooler, the pizza ingredients, and the dry ice, packaged up, she made it to FedEx by the Overnight-shipping cut-off time, and it made it to California without a scratch!

I needed a lot of time, after work, to get the pizza ready. The sauce was still frozen, and the dough was way too cold to rise. So I asked Jesse to go to Radio Shack to buy a memory card for my digital camera, because I needed to take pictures. It worked perfectly! He bought the excuse, and it bought me more time.

It's really, really hard to press pizza dough super thin. Really hard. I gave up on using my fingers (my arms were hurting), and I can't spin dough, so I used my rolling pin to finish it(Sorry to all the pizza snob foodies reading this).

I set the oven to 450F a good 45 minutes before I put the pizza in, so it was really hot. I put the dough on a thin metal pizza pan with holes in it, dressed it with a healthy amount of sauce and cheese, then put it in on the bottom rack.

It wasn't but 2 minutes later that Jesse got home. Then I started panicking -- I didn't know what else to say to him to keep him from knowing what was going on. I was hiding it the best I could. (Cook, dammit, cook!) Then it was done (I hoped), and I showed it to him -- the rest is history.

Happy Birthday (last thursday), Bug!

After all this anticipation...

...I won't even get to fill my readers in on what the "big deal" is about my plan(s) for Jesse's birthday! I'm going to have to let him fill everyone in...

Doh.

I've been waiting so long to be able to tell everyone.. =D

Oh wait, no I haven't.. Everyone I come into contact with on a daily basis pretty much knows. (Except Jesse--heehee!)

Anyway, it IS his birthday, but if you know the plan(s), please still keep mum! HE doesn't know yet.

...at least, I don't think he does...

Tomorrow, tomorrow.. I love ya!

I WISH I COULD TELL YOU ABOUT JESSE'S BIRTHDAY.

I'm starting to think I can't wait.. I have a lot of nervous anticipation. I hope he likes it.

I know he'll like it.

And I'm doing a lot of baking tonight.. I'm making cupcakes and banana bread. And I also have some coffee cake mix I might throw together for a birthday breakfast... we'll see if I have enough time or energy.

I'm babbling.

I'm excited! I wish I could tell everyone BUT Jesse, but he's probably my blog's most consistent reader. =P (Hi Jesse -- it's only a day away!)

I don't bring you flowers anymore...

Yeah, so I hardly ever write. While some may not appreciate my neglect, I'm sure that Jesse will, eventually.

His birthday is Thursday. Thursday! It's Monday already. I'm obsessed with preparation. We'll see if he enjoys the effort I'm putting into it.. If so, he'll tell you all about it. If not, he'll probably tell you all about it. =)

Unfortunately, since that's all I think about (other than Jesse and tiling), and I can't talk about it -- because you-know-who reads this blog -- I don't have much to say here for the time being.

T-shirts galore!

You should check out Threadless.com .. they have quite the unique t-shirt collection for sale.

All are different.
Some are...tasteless and funny, cute in a disturbing way, sweet, creepy yet artistic, blasphemous, disaffected, attempting to make a point, or otherwise awesome in general.

I know some of you will enjoy poking through these new t-shirt options. I know that I will definitely enjoy seeing them around. Have fun! =)

YAY! I figured it out!

So it's still early, technically, but I have decided on what to do for Jesse's birthday. Watch for more details in his blog, as I'm sure he'll update people as more is revealed to him.. =D =D

keep livin' your vidas loca

Phew, this is a good little afternoon laugh... do read up, enjoy, and comment away.

"Sometimes it feels like nobody understands your rebellious, genre-defying crew of goth-rocker pals—am I right?"

Look no further.

It's Birthday Month again...

...and as always, Jesse's up first.

All you people in relationships where your birthdays are far apart from each other: rejoice. Jesse and I both have August birthdays, two weeks apart. And they're fast approaching.

I almost always wish my birthday would come first (in fact, we swapped birthdays last year, but it didn't work out so well). He's so creative, and I feel pressured to make his birthday great. Not that I don't *want* to anyway, but the fact that my birthday is looming shortly after his makes it intimidating -- "What's he going to do for mine? Will he think his birthday is lame in comparison with his plan for mine?"

Doh.

Oh well.. I have eight days left, and counting. I hope it goes well -- wish me luck! I have lots of ideas, but as a procrastinator, I'm not allowed to decide on a final plan yet.

And now I'm listening to Techno Squirrels

You know, it might seem bizarre to switch from Vaz Hoil to Techno Squirrels, but they're actually closely related and strangely good together. =) Do check them out, and enjoy!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm listening to Vaz Hoil

Luv Spackle, to be precise. It's music like this that puts a smile on my face and helps me to get through the work day. ;)

Thanks, Vaz Hoil!

I'm old.

I just got home from a business trip. I was upset at the lack of organization and planning for our arrival -- they didn't even really know why we were there. And I was really thirsty, but they didn't provide free drinking water to anyone, so I had to buy it for 55 cents. I thought that was an outrage. Not even drinking fountains for their workers. Unheard of.

Let's get back to that first sentence.. business trip. Wha? Am I old? Shouldn't I be running around Europe with a backpack and no permanent address at this stage of my life?

On top of that, while in Sacramento on said trip, I met up with an old friend from High School. We haven't spoken in five years. FIVE YEARS. Where does time go? This means that, while Travis and I were very good friends from sixth grade through high school, Jesse has never even met him. That's just weird.

My life is beginning to get segmented into eras. But, with any luck, the Era of Poop will be drawing to a close soon...

Illness, business, entertainment and #2

I've been sick for the past several days. It started in my throat on Saturday, then became general congestion/coughing/sneezing. Today it's basically congestion. I worked from home Monday-Wednesday, and I'm making an appearance at work today, though I'm probably just passing my germs around. =( Sorry, work people.

Anyway, life's good. Jess and I are trying to spend time together, but it sometimes feels like we're still long-distance. He went on a business trip last week, and I'm going on a business trip next week -- weekends are too short as it is, and I'm leaving Sunday night for Sacramento. Yay, work. =( ...it's like we have careers or something.

On another work-related note, Jess bought me Tetris last week (while he was down in LA on business), which was awesome. I have to get better at that game, so that when people play it at work, I have a chance of playing for more than 5 minutes without getting my butt kicked.

On a non-work-related note, I've begun to read The Da Vinci Code, which is probably the most entertaining book I've read since my junior year of High School (I essentially stopped reading for pleasure after my senior year, because they gave me so much to read that I cracked!). I'm not a particularly fast reader (I sort of have to absorb every word on the page -- I can't just skim. I have to hear all the dialogue in my head), but on the first day, I read 50 pages or so. Then yesterday, I read another 200. I only have another 250 pages to go or so, so I might just finish it tonight. Totally addictive.

While we're not talking about work, I should bring up that Jess and I watched the new reality show premier of Brat Camp last night. These "brat" teenagers are dropped off at a survival camp aimed at teaching them about routine, respect and resposibility. All the kids look like my friends from high school. It was entertaining, and I want to see what happens in later episodes -- I guess that means it's good TV. And who doesn't like a good story about campers being confronted by the fact that someone anonymously went number two out by a bush (and was dubbed the "phantom dooker" until they confessed)?

Anyway, talk amongst yourselves. I'll give you a topic: Jess and I seem to be surrounded by random poop right now in our lives. What's that all about?

Flaming passionate love.

Some guy set himself on fire before proposing to his girlfriend.

Wow. I'm not really impressed -- I'm mostly just disturbed by this. I hope they're really just nice, normal people (is it possible to label them as normal at this point?) who will have a long life together, complete with interesting stories to tell their grandchildren... Good luck, guys!

Weekend Ketchup

If you're one of those weird Americans who pronounces that word [k a tS * p], then you get it. If you're like me, pronouncing it [k E tS * p], you're probably slightly confused, and maybe the post won't even help much.. but here goes:

It was a long weekend for me. I notified my manager long ago that I'd be taking Friday off, because it was the day I was due to be out of my old apartment, etc.. so I knew I'd need it for unpacking at the very least. Turns out, my work gives two days off for the Fourth, so I had Friday, Monday and Tuesday.. that's a five-day weekend. Sort of like a work week, when you consider that we mostly unpacked and coaxed our new kitty out from under the sofabed in the office. In any case, there was no romantic camping or picnicking for the five-day weekend. Just hanging out at home and erranding out occasionally.

So, aside from getting the cat, my only news is that Jesse is gone for the next few days, and I'll be "mostly hanging out at home and erranding out occasionally" for the rest of the week. =P

Oh, and here's a "shout out": my friend from college (and work now, too), Chelsea, got married on June 25th (she just got back to work today, so that's why it's coming up now -- you don't want to post about these things before it has been confirmed!). ;) (I'm kidding -- sheesh!) But the best part is that she got married on the beach in Jamaica. Congratulations, Chelsea and Shaun!

...ahh, NOW it makes sense why my weekend wasn't all that notable.

Let's help the guy out...

If not for the science, then at least do it because MIT houses the famous Professor Emeritus of Linguistics, Noam Chomsky.

Show some love for Linguistics (or MIT...and blogging). =D

Sooner rather than later...

We're going to get Phillip early! Since Jesse and I have decided to dedicate our long weekend to rest and relaxation instead of camping (which is a form of R&R, but not when you've already been packing and unpacking living supplies from your car for weeks), we're going to bring Phillip home on Friday instead of Tuesday.

Since Phillip is generally unpredictable, but usually in the garage at night, we're actually going to go over to my mom's house tomorrow night, and wait for the cat. My mom said she'd lock Phip in the garage, if she saw her around tonight.. otherwise, we're just going to have to hope she's there Thursday night.

We're pretty much ready.. we went to a pet store last night and bought various scratchable things (a carpeted post, a hanging thing for a door, a box of cardboard strips) and other supplies, like cushy pads we can insert-under-cat wherever she decides she likes to sleep, a few toys, and a litter pan & scoop. Oh, and I ended up getting that sliding glass door cat flap (from Craigslist), so... Bring on the pet guardianship!

While we're talking pets, you should check out BadRap.

Music and Philli-Prep

Bonjour mes amis.. =D

I'm excited about welcoming Phillip the cat into a beautiful retirement. She's due to join us as a member of the house on July 5th. (For those who didn't already know: Pip was an indoor cat until my mom got a dog. The cat promptly moved out to the garage because the dog wanted to eat her .. now, we're going to give her a dog-free environment for the rest of her days!)

I found a nice cat door on Craigslist that won't drain the bank, so I hope that works out.. and I want to go on a shopping spree for pet supplies as soon as we get two minutes of spare time (we're still big into the unpacking thing).

Aaaand Jesse got me a present yesterday -- the new Black Eyed Peas album, Monkey Business. Very nice. So, here's my shortquick review: it's great. It's a well-produced variety of high energy, club-style tracks with some great guest talent. I especially like the Jack Johnson-assisted track, Gone Going. Good stuff. It's definitely keeping me awake today. =) Thanks, Bug!

I mean, what do you think this is, a free country?

I'm so glad that, in this country, we have property rights, so that we don't have to worry about having our lives trampled on by private industry or the government. Oh wait a second, that was until the Supreme Court decided today that building "a riverfront hotel, health club and offices" ... "in a working-class neighborhood in New London, Conn." ... "served a public purpose of boosting economic growth that outweighed the homeowners' property rights."

Why would anyone want to vacation or work in a community that doesn't support the rights of its own residents?

Hard to imagine.

Listen to George Dubya take a walk on the wild side, in full mash-up style...

Unfortunately, it's ridiculous.

The Big Move.

We did it! Jesse and I are now co-habitating. The big (read: enormous) move happened on Saturday (which was Fran's birthday -- happy birthday, Fran!). Jesse rented the truck, I got the breakfast, and we waited for the crew to arrive: our friends Teresa and Mark, my brothers, Matthew and Jonathan, and my dad. We packed up my apartment, which took all of an hour and 10 minutes. Then we drove for over an hour to Jesse's place and packed up his apartment, which took longer (he has some heavy stuff!). Then there was much starvation and fatigue, so we drove over 40 minutes back to the new area for lots of pizza and sitting down.

Then it was on to the unload. Ugh. So many, many heavy things. Such a small entrance into the apartment for so many people to share. The ridiculously heavy entertainment center had one reparable flaw from the move, and the only casualty was my veneered particle board desk. One side snapped, and we were going to just get rid of it, but now I'm thinking that it's sturdy enough just to use as-is. So, no real losses to report. Everyone worked so hard. We were/are so grateful!

We have so much work to do. We have to figure out where all those boxes from the living room go... then we have to unpack them. We need CD/media storage, and a new way of organizing -- we have lots of duplicate stuff. We need to make our kitchen usable, go grocery shopping, tile the "bonus room" out front, find lighting for the living room, hang artwork and other wall things, lay out rugs, buy/assemble nightstands for the bedroom, find my shoes.. lots to do. And I think we're going to need a couple of footstools for the closets in the bedroom and the cabinets in the kitchen.. why are things built up so high? The pro: lots of storage space, the con: can't get to stored items.

But we can't complain.. Jesse has confirmed that he has a beautiful commute, even though it's lengthy for the time being. And I have a choice of two commutes -- lovely or short. Not so bad! And we get to see each other every day. Bonus. ;)

Bachelorette Party

A friend of mine asked me today, "SO, how was the bachelorette party you went to?" and I thought, "Oh, not only should I answer that question, but I should blog about it!"

It was great. =) The party was not for me, of course, but for a friend who's getting married later this month. We stayed at a four-star hotel in the city, and went out to a different kind of dinner-show at AsiaSF. I didn't know what to expect, and when you look at the website, I suspect you won't either..

But I'm here to say it was awesome. =D When you arrive, you're carded and given a buzzer (lets you know when your table's ready), then ushered downstairs, where they have a whole nightclub set-up. So you check your coat, there's a bar and a DJ, and you can hang out in a club setting until your little buzzer goes off. Then you go back upstairs and get your table. That's good planning.

The show is all up on the rubberized bar, about 6 feet from your face.. and it's reminiscent of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert (a classic). The "girls" wear more risque outfits, though, and there's a certain strip club feel to it, but not in the scummy way. And of course, there's no stripping (we probably wouldn't want to see what's under there anyway). Loud music, lip-synching, he-women dancing around in 5" stilettos, putting real women to shame.. Super entertaining, great food, great service, great atmosphere. I highly recommend it for any occasion! In fact, invite me if you go, will you? =)

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Please say it isn't so... Because of the terrible UI of MySpace.com, while I was trying to set up my username, I was concerned about which name would be displayed on my MySpace page: my username? my real name? a different, editable name? It should tell me, before I choose my username! Gah!

Well, in order to understand the details, I decided to create a fake account and go through the process with bogus information, in order to see what I could expect. =P Behold, my BOGUS MySpace page:

http://www.myspace.com/ferociousgravy

That's right! The BOGUS page got the actual URL I wanted on my REAL page. Stupidly, even though they say you can NEVER change your username/URL once you've chosen it, you actually CAN. I'll try to explain, but the frustration might veil the clarity...

I created an account with fake info -- my name was "Erase ThisAccount" and I chose this URL:

http://home.myspace.com/eraseaway

Cute? Sure. And it could never be changed, right? Well, wrong, obviously... I already had my regular account opened in another window, ready to set that username/URL as soon as I figured out how it could be edited after the fact. After I set up the fakie, I went back to the real account and chose my username: ferociousgravy, hit enter, and waited, proud of myself for investigating so thoroughly.

Then it loaded the new ferociousgravy URL and it displayed the name "Erase ThisAccount" -- wha wha wha?? Sure enough, the window with the real information somehow got bugged into believing it was the bogus account, and it re-assigned the right URL to the wrong account. In fact, if you try /eraseaway, it re-directs to the main site, because it apparently doesn't exist anymore. But of course, /ferociousgravy is gone now, forever, and I'm all ticked off...

As it stands now, I am without a username or URL for my real account... I thought I should cool off for a bit before attempting it again.

...and you got to hear all about it, here, at ferociousgravy.blogspot.com ... Stupid buggy sites with bad UI.

All kinds of frustrated..

Let's see, there's the Blogger.com kind, which is mostly related to the fact that you can't actually create a post from your own blog site -- you have to go to the blogger.com homepage, then log-in (or have it done automatically) and post from there. =P Bad UI.

Then there's the MySpace.com kind .. grr. I tried to set up an account, and it told me I couldn't because I had to be 16... Doh! "But I'm 24. Wha?" So I tried a bunch of times, messing around with my birthdate, etc, and eventually gave up. Then I went back over an hour later and tried again. Success! I found a few friends, then went back to work for a while, then went back to try and choose a username... it wouldn't let me log in. It gave me some seriously vague error that they're "forwarding to the technical people".. I still can't log in to the site. That site also has bad UI. And zero useful functionality, as far as I can tell.

I took my boss to the airport today, and he gave me $20 for my trouble ("for lunch")... and I was really uncomfortable with it -- I don't want his money. I would have taken him to the airport even if we were both flat broke. It was a favor I'd do for anyone (...within reason). I said "No, no.. Thanks, but I don't need your money. Take it back." and he said, "No, I know how much you make.. you need it." Ouch.

And this is a busy month. I feel like everyone up and got busy just because it's sunny outside. =P I have two parties to go to (I don't ever go to parties, really) and a wedding... and of course, I'm moving in a couple of weeks. I have to clean my current apartment so that prospective tenants aren't trampling over my clothing, dishes and junk mail while I'm at work. I think I need a spa weekend (I don't, actually.. what I really need is some quiet time).

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Boxing Day & a new Lease on Life

I was at Jesse's house this weekend, helping him pack up his life. Small-to-medium boxes preferred, of course, because life is heavy.

It was a lot of stuff. There was virtually no stressing out all weekend, though, which was super great. Decisions were made, things were packed, et voila: all of the living room and most of the studio is packed up. Even though it was not as bad as I was expecting it to be, I'm still not looking forward to packing up my own crap. =P I'm an award-winning packrat.

We have an appointment to sign our new lease at 10:00AM on Friday, June 17th.

You have to check out that link. It lists other notable June 17th events from years past:

Events:
1994 - OJ Simpson involved in high speed chase and arrested for double homicide
1991 - South African Parliament repeals the Population Registration Act, which required all inhabitants to be racially classified in order to determine their rights in society
1944 - Icelandic Independence from Denmark (now a national holiday)
1885 - The Statue of Liberty arrives in New York Harbor

Births:
1980 - Venus Williams
1958 - Jello Biafra
1898 - MC Escher
1882 - Igor Stravinsky

Quite the interesting day. I'm sure June 17, 2005 will be equally as significant!

Fluorescent details...

I had a fluorescein angiogram today, which wasn't as terrible as I was expecting it to be. I'm an anxious person, and the staff at this doctor's office is gruff and unhelpful. The same tech I (silently) accuse of having no bedside manner every time I go in (he's no good at giving eyedrops) proved himself remarkably compassionate today. I explained that I'm not good around needles, and that I passed out the last time I had an angiogram. Based on this, he decided to get me the most gentle tech in the office to administer the injection, and held my hand while that guy stuck me. Very sweet.

Although I was given Valium, the actual needle stick made my anxiety flare up -- I got a short wave of dizziness just as the needle went in, but it went away. So, there was the all-too-bright camera flash to deal with, which again has the immediate side effect of only being able to see the color red for a little while. Blah!

(Psst, stop reading if you don't want to know any more personal details!)

The best part of a fluorescein angiogram is that your pee turns an unholy fluorescent yellow ("that seems reasonable, and even expected" you might say) .. but seriously, that's amusing. It boosted my spirits, anyway. It's like someone mixed a bunch of yellow finger paint into the toilet water. That's a high concentration of dye. Anyway, what's entertainment if you can't share it with your friends?

You're welcome. =)