| Moving... |
[May. 13th, 2009|09:41 am] |
The blog is moving! No one uses livejournal anymore, and I want to be able to link to my favorite blogs and post photos.
http://legsaplenty.blogspot.com/
You'll have to forgive the new blog address, but some loser already stole aimspage @ the blogspot address. And when I find that person... |
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| Yay to little things. |
[May. 6th, 2009|03:26 pm] |
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Just got my weekly bin of groceries delivered from a local farm, and they included a bouquet of tulips. |
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| How's it going, you ask? |
[Apr. 25th, 2009|02:42 pm] |
This morning I started a to do list.
A moment ago I glanced down at it.
It says, "work on..." |
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[Apr. 20th, 2009|09:46 pm] |
There isn't a lot to do when you don't have a job. It's ironic, you have all this time, but no motivation or funds. So far I've taken and given up jogging, meditating, and cleaning. I've alphabetized my cds and photographed my shoes.
Job hunting is pretty soul-crushing, so I have to pad it within other tasks to lift my spirits. I like lists, especially when I can cross off things I've done. Each night I'll make a list of things to do the next day. I'll give myself a variety of tasks, knowing I won't accomplish that many, but I like the fact that I have some choice. And you can bet "get dressed" is usually on the list, not only as a reminder, but for the feeling of accomplishment if I get it done.
My daily list might have "get dressed" on it, along with "watch Ellen," and then I'll sneak in "job hunt," but cushion that with "eat a snack."
I just crossed "blog about something" off my list. |
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| Childhood Trauma |
[Mar. 10th, 2009|02:20 pm] |
In an email chat w/ the lovely Ms. Bezaury (it’s her bday, yo), I happened to impart a charming story of my youth. The best part in recalling this story is that I am still a very indignant and pissed off 5 year-old.
( The trouble with being 5 ) |
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| the Mad Catter |
[Feb. 28th, 2009|09:46 am] |
Sometime last week, Birdie found a dirty wash rag in the kitchen, stuck it in a corner, and played with it daily. She was very protective of this rag. Sometimes she would lay on top of it, or roll around and bat at it. At one point I smelled it in an attempt to determine what was so special. It just smelled a little mildew-y to me, like all the other dirty kitchen towels.
This morning I woke up early to go to the laundry mat, and grabbed the rag on my way out. I just got home, and I have a very sad-looking cat sitting on the kitchen rug, where her best-friend-dirty-wash-rag used to be.
I guess I am a mean cat mommy. |
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| It's Official |
[Feb. 24th, 2009|08:57 pm] |
The birthday check from my mom bounced.
I now have enough material for my novel. |
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| note to self |
[Feb. 18th, 2009|08:29 am] |
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Stock up on champagne for Sunday night's Oscars. Oh the blood is gonna flow. (well, maybe, I might just forget it and go to bed early.) |
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| Bday Grammys and drunken updates |
[Feb. 8th, 2009|08:08 pm] |
I thought U2 had retired (seriously Bono, I've seen better eyeliner at the trailer park), Whitney Houston is a crazy drunk mess and I hope she never changes, I thought Al Green was dead (surprise) and Jennifer Hutson is a fake.
Ohhh, the Rock's on....
Ok, Al Green is not dead, but it looks like it might happen right there on the stage.
Who knew the best part of a song could be Keith Urban as long as he kept his mouth shut?
You know, if Simon Baker were American he'd be a pretentious asshole, but since he's got that Australian accent he's hotty hot hot.
When Coldplay first came out, I loved them, but then Gwenyth got involved, and I swore I wouldn't buy another record until they broke up. My boycott still stands...
What the f**k is jiggah doing?
What the f**k is Martin wearing?
Man I love champagne.
I need to be in a band. I could wear pauper clothes and bang on a kettle drum.
How to know you're in a real country band - drummer has plumber's butt.
Carrie Underwood's guitarist is hotty hot hot. I wish I could be that badass.
Crow and Rhimes. I got nothing.
Sugarland - the name sucks but they are cute. But dude needs to lose the fedora. It makes him look like an asshole.
I really hope Kanye loses his shit tonight. I love that little bitch.
Not as much love for Katy Perry.
Duffy's mouth is scary.
I didn't have cake today!
I like all the songs of the year nominees.
Coldplay looks like they borrowed jackets from the Teletubbies. Are the Teletubbies still around?
Oh, Kidrock's going to sing to us about serious stuff. What the hell man. Although he's always had a badass drummer, and I'm just gonna say it - thank gawd his weirdo little sidekick midget thing is gone.
I think Kid is dressed like he's going to strip at any moment....
Come on Kid don't be shy, take it off, Britney-style.
Is Kid Rock's drummer a woman? Now I can't tell.
Ah, cham-pan-yah.
Taylor and Miley...just...NO.
Miley, honey, your mama just called and said to stop doing that with your face when you sing.
Krauss and Plant rocked my socks with their album. It's like peanut butter and chocolate. Who knew?
Jennifer Hudson has great boobs. I so got gipped.
I have no idea how the Jonas fools tricked Stevie into performing with them.
You know what would really rock on the Grammys? Foo Fighters and some "Everlong." Cause I wonder, if everything will be this real forever.
Craig Ferguson, also hot courtesy of an accent.
Am I drunk or is Katy Perry in a banana?
KANYE!
IN A GLITTER BLAZER!!!!
Isn't MIA suppose to perform? Did she go into labor?
"Watchmen" is gonna be f**king badass. Everything is badass when I'm drinking champagne, no?
Robert Plant - accent does not make you hot, hmmm, I guess my theory has a hole.
Note to self: get some swaggah.
Dave Grohl is at the Grammys. How 'bout that. I wouldn't have guessed, he looks buffer than I remember.
I need to workout.
Why is there a stuffed dog on a speaker?
iPhone needs to f**k off already.
Ok, I just thought a throw pillow was a cat...
In my defense, it jumped at me.
Jack Black couldn't get a hat big enough for his head?
Coolest word to say w/ a southern twag: tired.
I'm tired and this is starting to feel like work.
I'm tiiiiiiiiaaaaared.
Paltrow...we meet again...Why did you dress in aluminum foil?
Damn, marching bands are cool. Especially when they refuse to yield.
I honestly cannot tell you the lyrics of most Radiohead songs, and it's not for lack of trying. |
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| Ah...the news. |
[Jan. 17th, 2009|10:16 pm] |
I'm watching the local news, and the anchor introduces a story on Obama by saying, "Obama and Biden took the historic train ride from Illinois to DC, just at Lincoln did a half century ago..."
Which triggered the following conversation in my head, "Wait...half century...isn't that like 50 years? When was Lincoln around...50 years ago is 1950...that's after the Depression...I'm pretty sure Lincoln was president before the Depression...wait...is a century a thousand years.....?"
Then I came back to and the anchor corrected himself by saying, "That would be a century and a half ago."
And thank God he did, or I'd still be trying to do the math in my head. |
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| An epic SUCK. |
[Jan. 15th, 2009|12:18 pm] |
I've had braces now for 10 months. 12 weeks ago I had to start wearing awful rubber bands on the right side of my mouth, to correctly align my bite. Today at the ortho's I complained about how the right side of my teeth are crashing into each other when I try to eat. He asked me to show him what brackets I've been attaching the rubber bands to - Oh yeah, as it turns out, they were the wrong ones.
Insult to injury, he told me my teeth were as straight as braces could make them, and I had I been wearing the rubber bands correctly for the past 12 weeks, I'd be done.
Now I have at least another 12 weeks, and I have a whole new slew of pain coming my way, because wearing those rubber bands hurts. SUCK. |
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