Tuesday, July 31, 2007
2. Eating a hamburger, french fries and chocolate decadent cake after 4 weeks of dieting can cause a serious hangover and withdrawals the next morning.
3. Billy Bob Thornton should not have been allowed to make a CD.
4. Only one Battlestar Galactica DVD left before I have to watch webisodes and wait for Season 3 to come out. I feel withdrawal coming in advance.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
One of the best parts about being single and free is that you can just be spontaneous and not worry. So on Friday when my friend Alicia suggested we drive to the Uinta County Fair (not to be confused with Uintah County- one is in Wyoming, the other is in Utah) to see Montgomery Gentry play, I said yes. So on Saturday we just took off for Evanston, WY (which was a surprise to both of us, who assumed we were headed to Vernal- Uintah) for some good old fashioned country girl fun.
The concert was great. Montgomery Gentry put on a dang good show. And the opening act, Bomshell, may not know how to spell very well, but I think we'll be hearing a lot more from them in the future. That would be my third concert this summer and I'm hoping there will be 2 more within the next few weeks!
Now, I've had very little exposure to Wyoming. I've had an online friend from WY and a college roommate from WY. And while neither of them fit the stereotype I have in my head of WY, this concert pretty much convinced me some stereotypes are true.
Case study #1
WOULD YOU LOOK AT THOSE BANGS??
and one really long braid.
Somewhere along the way Ali asked if I had ever heard of the Flaming River Gorge. Except I swear she said, "Have you ever heard of Flaming George?" My response was, "WHO?" Which started a fit of laughter, as you can imagine. She corrected me and then said how she's always wanted to see this Flaming River Gorge park place and how it "wasn't far" from Evanston. Well... Sure. So we did just about the most spontaneous thing ever and stayed in a Super 8 Motel in Nowheresville, Wyoming and bought a change of necessities at WalMart. And just for the record, the people and clothes I saw in WalMart did not do much for debunking the stereotypes!
Now, for this park gorge place... Where do I start? I know a few of the blog readers are from that neck of the woods. And you're probably partial to the "beauty" of the area. Well, all I can say is, beauty really is in the eye of the beholder. It made me more homesick for the Blue Ridge and Smoky Mountains than I ever thought possible.
Parts were pretty, and I did enjoy seeing the new-to-me terrain, but well, I couldn't shake the feeling that they really needed a really long garden hose to improve the area a bit.
Our driving and hiking took us along the "Geological Loop" and the "Wildlife Tour." Here's the wildlife we saw. No offense, but I've got more wildlife than that in my own backyard!
Again, my Wyoming stereotypes... I've always envisioned it as a bit backwards and out of date. And as far as the road system is concerned, I was right.
All in all, we had a great time. The spontaneity was worth it. And now I am the proud owner of Daisy Duke shorts and a pink camo t-shirt, courtesy of the Evanston, Wyoming WalMart. Who knows? Maybe next time I'll even buy a belt buckle!
Friday, July 27, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
I found this first person piece completely fascinating. Not because it was a woman speaking about Islam, but because I completely relate to what she has said. She has described perfectly how I feel about being LDS/Mormon.
The True Meaning of Islam
Let me start with the traditional greeting of Islam: peace be upon you.
I welcome the opportunity to engage in this conversation, and I am glad to think global readers are interested in Islam, a religion shared and cherished by millions of men and women around the world. I hope that this exercise challenges perceptions that Muslims are somehow different…strange…a breed apart. The other.
All faith, after all, is based on an intensely personal, private relationship with God. And I believe that if we are to build true understanding among and within our societies, we must approach each other as fellow human beings, not representatives of one religion or another.
Perhaps that is why I have never been preoccupied with defining “the true meaning” of Islam. To me, Islam is an amalgam of virtues that guides my interactions with the world. I know deep down, as I have read and been taught by the Holy Qur’an, the teachings of the Prophet (PBUH), that it is good to give, to empathize, to be patient, to be compassionate. These virtues do not have ineffable meaning, but offer a sense of morality – a way to be, and a way to behave, as a member of the human family.
Looking back, I learned how to be a Muslim at an early age – not as something separate from daily life, but as something intrinsic to it. I think of my parents’ warmth and love; how they helped me, my brother and sister learn to share; and how they taught us to value honesty, humility, charity, and forgiveness. Now a mother myself, I know in my heart that meaning is being made when my children raise their arms for a hug; when we give of ourselves to those less fortunate; when we are reminded, during Ramadan, of the hunger and thirst of those in need.
I cherish these experiences not only because they make me a better Muslim, but because they make me a better person – more grateful, more connected, more aware. And yes, I offer my thanks to God on a prayer mat facing Mecca. But I hope that readers seeking to understand “the true meaning of Islam” will not only focus on how Muslims worship but also on who we are: mothers, fathers, spouses, students, neighbors, friends. People who smile with pride at their child’s first step; laugh with friends over the old times; worry about exam results; cry at the sight of our children in pain. People just like you.Her Majesty Queen Rania Al Abdullah of the Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan
Yang: It cost me $150 to get her back.
Yanger: I still haven't found my little kitten Mork.
Yin: Salt Lake has a baseball team- SL Bees.
Yang: I'm short on friends who love baseball.
Yin: My nephew Porter asked for me today.
Yang: He's too far away for me to see him!
Yin: I've lost another pound. The My Alli pills are working.
Yang: Sticking to the My Alli program requires a LOT of dedication.
Yin: Netflix just opened a Provo location, making it that much faster for my DVDs to get returned (1 day now compared to the 4 days before).
Yang: I'm turning into a couch potato.
Yin: I've got the writing bug back.
Yang: I really hate sitting at a desk to do my writing. I have a laptop, but the wireless is broken. I can't be at a computer and not have internet.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
So now that the Harry Potter hoopla is dying down, I can admit the other obsession I've had for the last few weeks. Battlestar Galactica. BSG for short. I've been getting the different episodes and seasons on DVD from Netflix, and basically, I'm addicted. I love it. Starbuck is my hero and I have a huge crush on Apollo. I highly recommend watching the show from the beginning. It's good stuff.
In other media and pop culture addictions, I am looking forward to the midnight Simpsons movie showing this week with friends. No tenga una vaca, hombre! (The first spanish I ever learned.)
Other news... my brother entered boot camp today for the Air National Guard. My sister and her boys leave tomorrow for 2 weeks at my parents' house. My baby sister is officially a fire fighter in VA now. My cats ran away, or maybe they got chased away. A new cat has moved in in their place. (Uninvited- I want my cats back!) The new cat, currently named Murphy Brown (knocked up, annoying, single woman), is pregnant and taken over my garage. I have a feeling that I'm going to have a slew of kittens in the next 2-3 days. This does not please me. I want Mork and Mindy back (my cats)!!! I miss them! And last but not least, I did get the chance to weigh myself while I was back in Virginia last week. I hadn't lost as much as I had hoped/thought I had. Only 9 lbs. But still, 9 lbs ain't too shabby, right? I stopped taking the My Alli pills while I was traveling. But I'm back on them and the diet now. Only 21 more lbs to go, right?
Monday, July 23, 2007
Friday night was Girl's Night with Kristy, Melissa, Heather and Ali. We started off by seeing Hairspray (SO GOOD!) and then went to dinner. The restaurant was a funny scene as various groups kept coming in all dressed in HP costumes. I told the girls I didn't care what we did as long as I got to the bookstore at midnight to get my book. (Inexplicably none of the other girls are HP fans.)
Then at 10:40 pm UT time, Julipalooza texts me to say she's in the bookstore in New York. I tried hard not to hate her.
And then I rushed over to Waldenbooks in Provo to get my copy. (See the picture below.) I asked people which line I should be in and joined the logical line- for people who had reserved advance copies. I stood in line several minutes when I wizard walked by asking if everyone had bracelets. I did not. Most of the people around me did not. He sent us up to the little table where a witch and a wizard sat. They asked for names and handed out bracelets. When I got up there they didn't have my name on the list. NOT HAPPY. But they ever so kindly offered to give me a bracelet and I could go stand in the back of the line (the bracelets were numbered) where I would be #302 of people who did not have advance copies. After the over 300 people with reserved copies had picked up theirs, they would let us all go in. And did I mention they only had 2 registers going? And they estimated the line would only take 2-3 hours? They did kindly mention that if I wanted to put my name on the list, I could come back on Saturday and get my copy. I ever so kindly pointed out that I didn't sign up 5 weeks ago and stand in line at midnight to get a copy on Saturday morning.
So I left and went to the Wal-Mart nearest my house. The line literally went out the door and through the parking lot. But, unlike Waldenbooks, they had 10 registers open and the line was moving very fast. So by 1 am I had the book and was comfortably snuggled up in my bed to read for the night.
1:02 am- Ali texts to see if I got the book yet.
1:10 am- Sean texts to see what page I am on. (And he's not even a fan either!)
1:15 am- Ali texts again.
1:20- Sean texts again
1:30- I'm trying for all I am worth to focus and read. But I'm getting sleepy... very sleepy...
I fall asleep, knowing that I had NOTHING to do on Saturday but read.
5 am - my dad texts to see what page I am on
I stay up and read for a few hours and go back to sleep.
I read off and on all day and nap multiple times. My serious need for sleep outweighing my need to read.
And suddenly late on Saturday it occurs to me that I have nothing to do on Monday. I can't finish the book! I have to spend all day Monday chaufferring my brother around town and I'm going to need a book to read. So I force myself to put it down and wait till Monday.
And then avoid contact with most of my friends who I know are going to spoil it for me.
Monday- get up and drive my brother around. Read every chance I get. Including in a particularly slow drive thru line.
I have 50 pages left. I leave the book unattended while I visit the ladies room. My brother nabs it. And now he won't give it back.
This is KILLING ME!! I just want to know how the freaking book ends!!!!
Friday, July 20, 2007
Not that I'll be blogging for a few days anyway. It's Harry Potter day. I have better things to do than blog!!
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
There will be a few people who are going to be completely and 100% pissed that I am telling my side of the story here. But I think it is time. I'm not looking to start a war. I'm just looking to clear my name and explain what happened to me.
Back in October I rekindled a friendship with someone that most of my friends would not have approved of. The person and I kept our friendship a complete secret from everyone. Then one day I accidentally spilled the beans to my roommate that I was friends with this person again. And in doing so I jokingly asked her to help keep me busy that evening so I wouldn't be tempted to go over and see him because I was sure that I did go see him, we'd made some stupid mistakes.
Several weeks later at a singles activity at my house a girl I had a known bad relationship with walked into my house and accused me of telling people that I was sleeping with that guy. She didn't make these accusations privately or quietly. I was shocked, stunned and humiliated. I couldn't believe she would come into my house and so publicly make such horrible accusations. And then she said my roommate was the one who told her that I said those things. My roommate was present. I was furious. She was the only person that I had said anything to about this guy. I yelled at her and demanded that both she and the girl go outside and finish this conversation with me. The girl proceeded to make more horrible accusations of me. Digging up stories that were close to the truth about things that I did when I was 19! It felt like a nightmare. But her biggest and worst accusation was that I had told my roommate that I was sleeping with this guy. We won't go into the stupidity of that accusation and how false it was. But for the record, I never said that I was sleeping with him and hadn't even been in the same room with the guy in over 6 months. What I had really sad was that my fear was that if I did see him, something like that might happen.
My roommate had a choice. Admit she had possibly twisted my words around and apologize to me or move out. She chose to move out. She was pissed at me for yelling at her and for what she took to be embarrassing her. (Apparently my public humiliation and/or reputation wasn't important enough to be considered.) The next day I apologized to her and again offered her the option of at least admitting to me that she gossiped horribly about me and got the facts wrong or move out. She chose to move out. Knowing that she didn't have a car or much a support system in town, I offered to go and live at my parents for a month, leaving her at our house, while she found herself a replacement. She left that night sticking me with the rent and with having to find a new roommate.
My roommate and I shared a tight knit group of friends at that point. I felt terrible that our friends were getting polarized and pulled in different directions. I didn't want anyone to feel like they had to choose between us. I was hurt and humiliated and had no desire to be social with anyone for a very long time. It was easiest for for me to just lay low and keep to myself. But it hurt that none of my friends seemed willing to even hear my side of the story. And that no one was reaching out to me.
This all happened just before Christmas, the singles conference and 2 big trips for my job. Christmas was fairly sad for me as I felt like I had no friends and no one really acknowledged me. And then the singles conference I had worked so hard to plan came and went, and again, none of my friends attended. New Years came and went and no one invited me to spend it with them. I was crushed that my friends had all seemed to turn their backs on me. But the clincher was when my birthday came and went, and again, no one even so much as sent me an email acknowledging it. Maybe it seems juvenile to get my feelings hurt over a birthday greeting, but you would have to understand that I had thrown birthday parties for every single one of my friends over the past year. (*exception- joy did remember my birthday a little late, and i didn't throw her a party, but her birthday is on christmas, so i had a good reason there.) By then I just felt like I had been slapped in the face and completely alienated by everyone.
My job had me so busy I couldn't think straight by that point. I was working like crazy and traveling non-stop. It was easier to just work and not think about how my friends were barely even pretending to know me anymore. And then I lost my job. I kept thinking that sooner or later my "friends" would ask me what happened, or check in on me. But no one ever did.
So I slipped farther away from the social scene. A new roommate had moved in by then and I really liked her, so that helped ease some of the depression I felt. But then another singles activity was held. I thought for sure that by then no one would be talking to thinking about the awful scene from before. But I was wrong! I walked into the activity and was almost immediately asked about that scene. I left and made a very conscious decision to withdraw from the social scene.
The job hunt continued. I was getting more and more frustrated that nothing was panning out. I was hurt that no one was sending me referrals or showing me any sympathy. But by then I didn't expect anything from anyone. I chose to put on a brave face and act like everything was fine.
I was interviewing like crazy for jobs in the DC area. And thought I had found the perfect job. I had interviewed multiple times with one company and wanted more than anything for that job to work out. The night before my last interview with that company I prayed long and hard about the opportunity. I wanted guidance for the interview. But the answer came to me very clearly that I was going to move to Utah. Which, trust me, was not something I had been considering up to that point. But within the week, I got a phone call from a company in Orem and I just "knew" this was the right job and I was moving.
It all happened really fast. So fast in fact that there was hardly time to think. On one hand I was glad there wasn't time to say goodbye to anyone since I hate saying goodbyes. On the other hand, it hurt that no one even tried to say goodbye (except for my cousins). I was already feeling shunned, but at that point, I just felt like I had been a fool for all the things I had done for my friends.
I was very ready to shut the door on my old life and start a new one. Sever the ties and start a new life. I have been fortunate enough to quickly make a great new group of friends here. And not having to carry around the pain and weight of how I was treated back home here has made making friends so much easier. So recently when the signs indicated that the same "friends" who hadn't been there for me over the last few months were encroaching on my new life here, I was less than happy. I'm still not. I still feel like it's just another example of a lack of loyalty in my "friends" that they would choose to approach my friends here without speaking to me. But after everything that has happened, nothing surprises me anymore.
I've always been a loyal person. I'm not a competitive person. I'm not even a fighter. I take the blame to preserve other people's dignity. I believe in passing along good favors and in karma. I would never go behind another person's back. I'm an "out in the sunshine" kind of person.
There will be some people who are pissed beyond belief that I have just said all of this. And there will be several more who read a lot more into this than they should. And several will think I posted it about them specifically. They would all be wrong. I posted it because I'm tired of everyone somehow thinking I was the bad guy back in November and that I up and left everyone. I'm tired of people having to hide that they are my friend.
I'll leave this post up for a few days and then I'm password protecting my blog. I had 94 readers on a daily basis. And while that is slightly flattering it also bothers me. I don't know who many of the people are. And I don't know how they are using the information they learn about me. And considering all I have been through, I've decided I'd like to know who knows what is going on in my life. So if you would like to get the password so you can read it, please send me an email- erinannie 17 at hotmail com (if you aren't smart enough to figure out the real address from there, you shouldn't be using a computer).
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Yet again there was another director for another Harry Potter movie. This kills some of the comfortable familiarity and yet gives it new energy. I liked how this director brought in more of real England, but was disappointed in how he changed some of the other sets. I always enjoy seeing how much the cast has grown up between the different movies. Harry and Hermione are all grown up and look good. Ron was in a bit of an awkward stage and Draco, well, it's a good thing he didn't have very many minutes on screen. The kid who had changed the most was Dudley. I even had to go to IMDB to make sure it was the same actor. He cracked me up! Overall, the movie was well done. But I'm always sad at the end because I miss the deleted scenes. Oh, and their version of the "veil" was totally different from mine.
2. Friends- this week I learned another vital lesson in quality friends versus a quantity of friends. It always makes me sad when I realize that I can't expect a friend to love me the way I love them. I would lay down in traffic for any of my friends. It breaks my heart when I realize that some "friends" wouldn't lay down beside me and instead would lie in wait and grab my purse when I'm gone. It hurts and it confuses me. Do you continue to call that kind of person a friend? Does friendship have to be a 2 way street? Or do you accept that this person only cares about her/himself and just walk away and forget you ever cared for them?
3. I've had a lot of success with the "My Alli" pills and diet. It's going really well. But, in anticipation of not being able to control my diet while traveling, I stopped taking the pills over 24 hours ago. And NOW I'm getting the side effects. Go figure.
4. For the past hour I've been tv surfing in my hotel room. I've found a show called "World Series of Pop Culture." I haven't missed one question yet. I'm seriously missing my calling in life as a game show contestant.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
I can't wait to step off the plane onto the jetway and dry clean my lungs and have a full-blown humidity-induced asthma attack.
And then my neck will get all sweaty as my hair slowly starts to frizz up.
And I'll start fanning my clothes wondering how it is I ever survived in humidity.
And I won't feel fully dry or cooled off for days.
And I'll love everything about it.
There's a funny apprehension about taking this trip. On one hand I'm homesick and I'm afraid I won't want to go back to Utah. On the other hand, it's my first trade show for this company, and I'm a bit nervous. And on that elusive third hand, I am having a lot of fun in Utah and not sure if I want to leave right now. But... I'm going. So, get over it, Erin!
No matter which hand you go with, I am really excited to see my family on Friday. And several friends during the evenings as well!
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
New friend Krispy hosts a family home evening for all of us with no family every week. This week I finally got the chance to go up and hang out. We had a bonfire up in Little Cottonwood Canyon, up above the Alta ski resort. It was absolutely gorgeous up there. I got to meet a few of Krispy's friends and hang out with a few of my favorite Utah people- Kris(t)py, Sean, Heather, Brent and Baby Felix. Since it was an after dark event I didn't get any pictures of my friends, but I did get these two before it got too dark.
I got down there last Friday night and went straight to bed without seeing my nephews (who had been in bed for hours already). Saturday morning I got up and went in to surprise Dallin and Tell. Tell immediately jumped up and hugged me and cheered. Dallin, still in his bed, covered his face back up with the blanket, pulled it back down and said, "You are here!?" And then he gave me my big hug. I played with them in their room for several minutes before Porter walked in. He looked at me, smiled and picked up a book for me to read to him. He sat in my lap and we went through two books. Then it hit him. He looked up at me all shocked, jumps out of my lap, runs down the hall and yelled, "Mommy, Mommy! Aunt Owie here!" Very cute!
We had lots of fun the whole weekend. We went to the park, a karate lesson and did some other stuff. Natalie and I went to see "Stomp the Yard" on Saturday night. I had seen it several years ago and it was even better than I remember. Well worth the money!
Sunday was our big exciting activity. The boys are getting their very own puppy. Her name is Ruby and she's a full breed boxer. While I was there she wasn't quite old enough to go home yet, so these pictures were all taken over at Ruby's first house. But she has been fully adopted and brought home now.
But before we went to visit Ruby there was a very needed Sonic run in there.
Tell ordered all the good stuff, but somehow doesn't look like he ate much of it. (no pictoral evidence of it, but natalie and i helped make sure nothing went to waste. we are nothing if not our mother's daughters in that respect.)
Dallin, on the other hand, ate enough for all of us. Please note the big drip of cherry sauce down his shirt (and the whipped cream on his nose- so cute)! This is important for a later picture.
After Sonic we went to see Ruby. She's in theory Tell's puppy. But it doesn't take much to see she's partial to Dallin. It might be because his shirts taste like cherry sauce.
Dallin and Ruby share a moment.
And I shared a moment with Ruby's dad. Have I mentioned I don't like dog slobber?
And here's Tell holding his "sweet girl."
On the way home I enjoyed myself by taking the scenic route. I got off the road in Podunk, Arizona to get gas and saw a sign that said, "25 miles to St George." To be honest, I have no idea how far it would have been to St. George if I had stayed on the highway. But I'm guessing it would have been faster. 25 miles took me nearly an hour. Insane! But! I did get to see some amazing red rock formations- something I had never seen before. I thought the area was beautiful, in spite of the 117 temperatures and charred "forest."
And once I actually got to St George, starving and in serious need of gas (I didn't get it in Podunk cause their one pump was closed "during church"), I began the fun process of attempting to find gas and food that was open on Sunday. Gas was easier than food. And then I remembered there is a temple in St George. Using my superior detective skills, I looked for the tallest building in town and drove to it. It was the tabernacle, but that meant I had to be close. So I asked a person walking by, and sure enough, found the temple a few blocks away. The spires were hidden by the amazingly tall trees for Utah, or otherwise my tallest building theory would have worked.
I had no idea what this temple would look like. It is now in my top 5 most beautiful temples list. It's beautiful! I have to go back sometime when I can actually go inside (and I'm not wearing a hat and jean shorts).
Monday, July 09, 2007
This is the only picture I can find to show how hazy it is here right now. Maybe I'll get a shot on my camera phone of the view from my office later.
The fires in Utah are leaving smoke and haze all over the state. There's not a fire particularly close to the Provo Orem area, but it isn't stopping the smoke from getting stuck in our little valley here. The smoke, dust, haze and just plain dirt floating in the air is making all cars filthy. And then there's the allergies. My eyes burn. I'm coughing (not bad, but a little). And then there's the sneezing. And the requisite headache.
What we all wouldn't give for a little rain around here.
Last night I had a dream that I convinced all my neighbors to turn their sprinklers on at the same time to create some humidity and mist in the air. I was sure (in my dream) that if nothing else, this idea would clear the air in our neighborhood and we could all stop sneezing. And that if we could just prove it to the world, the rest of the state would follow suit.
When I woke up the sprinkler was hitting my window.
Saturday, July 07, 2007
1. Watched "The Matrix." Saw it last night for the first real time (I saw some of it before on Clean Flicks and fell asleep).
2. Ate salmon.
On both accounts I can say, now I see what the fuss is all about. I liked both quite a bit.
Two Happy Thoughts
1. After just 5 days of serious dieting, with absolutely no cheating thus far, aided by the My Alli pills, I have suffered none of the possibly awful side effects, my regular jeans are looser and my tight jeans fit just right (for the first time in a year). I can't wait to stand on the scale at my parents' house next week and see what it says.
2. I went and did some "window" house hunting today. Just drove around and looked at neighborhoods in different towns. I found a few places I just loved. I just might buy a condo a little sooner than I expected as a result!
Two Funny Thoughts
1. Just moments before a friend came over last night to watch a movie, I took off my sweatshirt, not wanting to look stupid in 100 degree temperatures. When he showed up he was holding a sweatshirt as well. So why the sweatshirts? We both were afraid of getting cold during the movie.
2. My cats are afraid of shellfish. It kinda cracks me up.
Two Random or Other Topic Thoughts
1. All the murder stuff back in DC is truly overwhelming to fathom. The situation is still unfolding and even from my distance from the situation, it is difficult to comprehend.
2. The town of American Fork is not as lame as I once thought it was.
Friday, July 06, 2007
Thursday, July 05, 2007
But I'm frustrated and mad. Today was officially a no good, awful, very bad, crappy, stinky, miserable day.
I'll start at the beginning.
It's hard to be happy when you find articles like this. (To sum up, deadly lover's quarrel back in DC. A man I knew shot another man over a woman I have met. The man died.) I knew the alleged shooter. (NOT Tara, but the pics below of the alleged shooter. Tara, you have got to let people link to posts directly!!) Not well, but he's someone I've met. He was on my kickball team, plus we have met and associated in other ways and places. I know many are speculating and questioning the whole situation. I won't speculate on it here. But it is a bit overwhelming and hard to fathom that something like this could happen in your own social circles.
And then yesterday I got a rather rude email from my landlord accusing me of deceiving her regarding my cats. She claims she told me no pets. What she did tell me (when I asked if I could get both a puppy and a kitten) was, "About the puppy.... I really don't feel good about that. I know what it's like to train a new puppy or kitten and no matter what they are going to be chewing or scratching." Since they (the owners) had a cat, I took that to say no puppy, but a kitten would be okay. I apologized for the misunderstanding and pointed out that they are outside cats. Her response? Give up the cats or move out. (paraphrased) She also emailed my sister (life long best friends) and said some very insulting things about me. I haven't decided what I'm going to do yet. I'd like to buy a house and just move out. But what would I do with the cats in the meantime? Buying a house doesn't just happen overnight. So I'm mad and insulted.
To add insult to injury, I left my very low fat lunch and snacks at home in the garage today. A complete waste of food. I hate when I do numb skull things like that.
Oh, and then I picked a fight with an idiot who actually said this-
I admit i belive that if a guy or girl is 30= and never married they have issues, or at least had them. I mean why is it your not married? cause you wanted to focus on an education? well thats an issue you had, and if your educated now your over it, ect.She's an idiot and I made sure she knew it. And I may or may not have called for a public lynching. (Thank you to the friends who came to the public lynching.)
And there you have it. Just an overall bad day. Oh, and the network went down at work again.
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
It was a good Fourth. I went to the Provo Parade for the second year in a row, which was an odd realization. It was a good time with good company. Parades make me cry, for reasons I can't explain. It's an overt display of patriotism thing that makes me cry. It's the same crying gene that kicks in when cute little kids sing songs. I don't know why I do, I just do.
I also went to breakfast with the parade friends and to see Transformers with them. To be honest, I had NO desire to see that movie. Hated Transformers as a kid, and can't really say my feelings about them have changed. I was asked how I could hate Transformers as a kid, and the answer is quite simple. #1- My sister liked them. That was always a good enough reason to dislike them. And #2- they didn't have hair you could brush. Thus, I had little interest in them. I went today out of peer pressure. And, ok, I admit, the movie was good. However, I fell asleep during a portion of it, thanks to the three hours of sleep I had last night.
Last night we had a full fledged nerdfest Star Wars night at my house. Ali even came in full Princess Leia attire. (She so rocks!) There were probably 15 people there total and the last 3 didn't leave till 3:30 am. Craziness.
Lots of things going on these days. Including a business trip back to DC next week! And Harry Potter. And house hunting (for something to buy). And book writing. And just making friends in general.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
This means, of course, that I didn't get caught up on sleep over the weekend. In fact, I got less than usual. So why am I blogging instead of going to bed NOW? I have no idea.
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