Sunday, July 11, 2004
Sunday Brunch
In The Work Place
1. Do you work full-time, part-time or do you work a seasonal job?
I work part-time at my regularly paying job. Full-time at my "real" job, which doesn't pay much at the moment.
2. Are you more often on time, early or late for work?
Always early. I have an irrational fear of being late.
3. Have you ever called in sick when you actually weren't?
Not to this job but in previous jobs I have.
4. How many hours per day do you put in?
At least 8, sometimes more. Wait. Do you mean actual work? Probably about 5, unless it's a busy news day.
5. Do you socialize with any of your co-workers?
Yes. I'm friends with one of my editors & we go to lunch sometimes. Also, there are company-sponsored social events. Does that count?
In The Work Place
1. Do you work full-time, part-time or do you work a seasonal job?
I work part-time at my regularly paying job. Full-time at my "real" job, which doesn't pay much at the moment.
2. Are you more often on time, early or late for work?
Always early. I have an irrational fear of being late.
3. Have you ever called in sick when you actually weren't?
Not to this job but in previous jobs I have.
4. How many hours per day do you put in?
At least 8, sometimes more. Wait. Do you mean actual work? Probably about 5, unless it's a busy news day.
5. Do you socialize with any of your co-workers?
Yes. I'm friends with one of my editors & we go to lunch sometimes. Also, there are company-sponsored social events. Does that count?
Saturday, July 10, 2004
BlogMaze
I haven't been to Gina's in a while, so I was actually happy to see her site on the BlogMaze. This post about a death of a pet really touched me. My dog, who I called my daughter, died 4 years ago and I still miss her. She was my baby. I totally understand feeling that you could have done more, wanted to do more, needed to do more. The heartache when the doctor told us "I'm sorry but I can't do anything for this dog" was unbearable. I wanted to say "I don't care. You can't kill my dog!" But, of course, I knew she couldn't live like that anymore. I cried and cried and cried ... bawled, wailed, sobbed. I screamed out loud "I MISS MY BEEBE!" And that was months after she died. The only thing that made me feel better about any of it was something the man who buried her said: "Dogs are put on the earth to teach us the meaning of unconditional love." I'm getting a little weepy while I'm writing this. For those of you who understand, do you want to get pissed off now? Gina got this comment about her grieving. "Animals die. Get over it. Geez. You'd think you'd lost a child or something. And no, a pet is NOT like a child...no matter how much you want it to be. ... Wallowing in misery about a pet is pathetic. And if your pet really WAS your best friend, then I feel sorry for you, because that is pathetic, too." GRRRR!!!! Gina's comment was good, though. She said "I know nothing about you, except that you are a cruel stranger who should wonder if you, yourself, are the one that is pathetic."
I haven't been to Tracy's in a while either. Lots of changes! Changes in design as well as her life. The entry I linked to is titled "Six Degrees of Lesbianism." Very cool. Very. I have to remind myself to check in with her more often.
Ordinary Morning is going on my "reads" list. Anyone who can make me LOL needs to be on it. I also hurry it up a lot faster on the commode because, hey, there are pipes involved with that too, and the last thing I need is a bolt of lightning shooting up my ass ... or maybe that's exactly what I need.
I haven't been to Gina's in a while, so I was actually happy to see her site on the BlogMaze. This post about a death of a pet really touched me. My dog, who I called my daughter, died 4 years ago and I still miss her. She was my baby. I totally understand feeling that you could have done more, wanted to do more, needed to do more. The heartache when the doctor told us "I'm sorry but I can't do anything for this dog" was unbearable. I wanted to say "I don't care. You can't kill my dog!" But, of course, I knew she couldn't live like that anymore. I cried and cried and cried ... bawled, wailed, sobbed. I screamed out loud "I MISS MY BEEBE!" And that was months after she died. The only thing that made me feel better about any of it was something the man who buried her said: "Dogs are put on the earth to teach us the meaning of unconditional love." I'm getting a little weepy while I'm writing this. For those of you who understand, do you want to get pissed off now? Gina got this comment about her grieving. "Animals die. Get over it. Geez. You'd think you'd lost a child or something. And no, a pet is NOT like a child...no matter how much you want it to be. ... Wallowing in misery about a pet is pathetic. And if your pet really WAS your best friend, then I feel sorry for you, because that is pathetic, too." GRRRR!!!! Gina's comment was good, though. She said "I know nothing about you, except that you are a cruel stranger who should wonder if you, yourself, are the one that is pathetic."
I haven't been to Tracy's in a while either. Lots of changes! Changes in design as well as her life. The entry I linked to is titled "Six Degrees of Lesbianism." Very cool. Very. I have to remind myself to check in with her more often.
Ordinary Morning is going on my "reads" list. Anyone who can make me LOL needs to be on it. I also hurry it up a lot faster on the commode because, hey, there are pipes involved with that too, and the last thing I need is a bolt of lightning shooting up my ass ... or maybe that's exactly what I need.
Friday, July 09, 2004
Friday Stuff
The Friday Five
1) Do you remember your first kiss?
Sure do. I had a crush on the kid forever. Now I think he's kind of a dork.
2) How old were you when you had your first kiss?
12
3) Where did your first kiss occur?
The garage behind his house.
4) Where do you think is the most romantic place to exchance a kiss? (locations, not body parts)
Either the beach at sunrise or sunset, or the forest/woods.
5) What type of kisser are you? (peck, smooch, French, sloppy, etc.)
Not sloppy, but not exactly not sloppy. Actually, it depends on who I'm kissing.
Friday Fiver
wait
1. Do you own a wristwatch? Describe.
Yes. It's a gold, bracelet type that's way too big for my wrist, but I like it that way. I haven't worn it in months though because it needs a new battery & I have better things to spend my money on. It's been stuck at 5:55 since March.
2. How old were in you 1997?
From January to Sept. 12 I was 36. For the rest of the year I was 37.
3. Which is more important – financial success or personal happiness?
Personal happiness by a longshot. I've had plenty of money and been miserable. Right now I'm struggling financially but I'm happier than I've been in years.
4. Can you whistle?
Nope. People have tried to teach me, but it just ain't happenin'.
5. Do you believe in the supernatural?
You betcha!
The Friday Foofah
1. Are you viewing this on a computer running MacOS or Windows (or something else)?
Windows from home; Mac from work.
2. If money wasn't an issue, what computer would you have on your desk?
Too technical for me. I just do what my computer chick tells me to do.
3. When did you first get on the Internet?
1997, I think. Could have been 1996.
4. What's the #1 use you put your computer to?
Write & do research for my writing.
Friday's Feast
Appetizer
If you were a color, which color would you be, and why?
Green because it means fresh & new to me, like springtime.
Soup
When was the last time you went to the doctor, and what was your reason for going?
Five months ago because I had just lost 100 pounds and wanted to make sure I was as healthy as I felt. Atkins suggest frequent doctor visits to check blood sugar, cholesterol levels, etc. Everything was perfect except cholesterol, which was slightly high. My doctor said I could fix that with diet, though. I checked the labels of all the foods I was eating regularly. Shrimp seems to have been the culprit. Who knew? So I've barely eaten any shrimp at all in the last five months. I have another appointment next month, so we'll see how well I did.
Salad
What do you collect?
I used to collect ducks, but I don't so much anymore. A few days ago I started collecting the coins I find on the ground (mostly pennies).
Main Course
What were you like in high school? Name one thing you miss and one thing you don't miss about those days. (If you're still there, imagine how you'll remember it in the future.)
Dorky. I was also voted "shyest girl" in my class. I miss not having any responsibilities except doing my homework, which I didn't have much of because I had 2 study halls. I also miss seeing Steve everyday. E-mail just doesn't do it sometimes. I don't miss the mean girls.
Dessert
Pretend you're standing in front of your home, with your back towards your home. Describe the view - what can you see? Trees? Cars? A zoo? Wal-Mart?
A cemetery on a hill with a huge firemen's memorial. Lots of trees, which partially block the view of an oil refinery and a highway. I can see a CVS pharmacy and an Arby's in one direction and a mini-mart sign in the other. Closer, I can also see the house one of my best friends used to live in. I love that house. I see the back of a neighbor's house. He's a grumpy old fart and is always spying on the neighbors through his kitchen window. There are backs of other neighbor's houses as well. Lots of kids' bikes & other riding toys are behind the houses, too, just off the road. I should explain that I live on a hill & there are only houses on one side of the street. The other side of the street is just the backs of houses that are on the street below me. I know I have pictures of the view from my house somewhere on the 'net. Wish I could remember where. Oh well. When I get my digital camera maybe I'll post some here.
The Friday Five
1) Do you remember your first kiss?
Sure do. I had a crush on the kid forever. Now I think he's kind of a dork.
2) How old were you when you had your first kiss?
12
3) Where did your first kiss occur?
The garage behind his house.
4) Where do you think is the most romantic place to exchance a kiss? (locations, not body parts)
Either the beach at sunrise or sunset, or the forest/woods.
5) What type of kisser are you? (peck, smooch, French, sloppy, etc.)
Not sloppy, but not exactly not sloppy. Actually, it depends on who I'm kissing.
Friday Fiver
wait
1. Do you own a wristwatch? Describe.
Yes. It's a gold, bracelet type that's way too big for my wrist, but I like it that way. I haven't worn it in months though because it needs a new battery & I have better things to spend my money on. It's been stuck at 5:55 since March.
2. How old were in you 1997?
From January to Sept. 12 I was 36. For the rest of the year I was 37.
3. Which is more important – financial success or personal happiness?
Personal happiness by a longshot. I've had plenty of money and been miserable. Right now I'm struggling financially but I'm happier than I've been in years.
4. Can you whistle?
Nope. People have tried to teach me, but it just ain't happenin'.
5. Do you believe in the supernatural?
You betcha!
The Friday Foofah
1. Are you viewing this on a computer running MacOS or Windows (or something else)?
Windows from home; Mac from work.
2. If money wasn't an issue, what computer would you have on your desk?
Too technical for me. I just do what my computer chick tells me to do.
3. When did you first get on the Internet?
1997, I think. Could have been 1996.
4. What's the #1 use you put your computer to?
Write & do research for my writing.
Friday's Feast
Appetizer
If you were a color, which color would you be, and why?
Green because it means fresh & new to me, like springtime.
Soup
When was the last time you went to the doctor, and what was your reason for going?
Five months ago because I had just lost 100 pounds and wanted to make sure I was as healthy as I felt. Atkins suggest frequent doctor visits to check blood sugar, cholesterol levels, etc. Everything was perfect except cholesterol, which was slightly high. My doctor said I could fix that with diet, though. I checked the labels of all the foods I was eating regularly. Shrimp seems to have been the culprit. Who knew? So I've barely eaten any shrimp at all in the last five months. I have another appointment next month, so we'll see how well I did.
Salad
What do you collect?
I used to collect ducks, but I don't so much anymore. A few days ago I started collecting the coins I find on the ground (mostly pennies).
Main Course
What were you like in high school? Name one thing you miss and one thing you don't miss about those days. (If you're still there, imagine how you'll remember it in the future.)
Dorky. I was also voted "shyest girl" in my class. I miss not having any responsibilities except doing my homework, which I didn't have much of because I had 2 study halls. I also miss seeing Steve everyday. E-mail just doesn't do it sometimes. I don't miss the mean girls.
Dessert
Pretend you're standing in front of your home, with your back towards your home. Describe the view - what can you see? Trees? Cars? A zoo? Wal-Mart?
A cemetery on a hill with a huge firemen's memorial. Lots of trees, which partially block the view of an oil refinery and a highway. I can see a CVS pharmacy and an Arby's in one direction and a mini-mart sign in the other. Closer, I can also see the house one of my best friends used to live in. I love that house. I see the back of a neighbor's house. He's a grumpy old fart and is always spying on the neighbors through his kitchen window. There are backs of other neighbor's houses as well. Lots of kids' bikes & other riding toys are behind the houses, too, just off the road. I should explain that I live on a hill & there are only houses on one side of the street. The other side of the street is just the backs of houses that are on the street below me. I know I have pictures of the view from my house somewhere on the 'net. Wish I could remember where. Oh well. When I get my digital camera maybe I'll post some here.
And if I wanted to burn bridges, I believe my resignation letter would be something like this:
Paul, Hastings: "Gossips, Backstabbers and Napoleonic Personalities"
Paul, Hastings: "Gossips, Backstabbers and Napoleonic Personalities"
Weekend Wonderings
1. If you were walking down the street behind someone and they dropped a $20 bill, would you try to give it back to them or automatically pocket it?
Give it back.
2. If a clerk gives you more change than you were supposed to get what do you do?
I probably wouldn't even notice. I know this is bad, but I never count my change.
3. What would you do if you were saw an old lady or man struggling with a bag of groceries? What if he/she dropped the bag or it busted?
I'd offer to help him/her with it. If it dropped or broke, I'd help pick everything up. If something like a dozen eggs or a bottle of something broke, and if I had the money, I'd offer to replace the item.
1. If you were walking down the street behind someone and they dropped a $20 bill, would you try to give it back to them or automatically pocket it?
Give it back.
2. If a clerk gives you more change than you were supposed to get what do you do?
I probably wouldn't even notice. I know this is bad, but I never count my change.
3. What would you do if you were saw an old lady or man struggling with a bag of groceries? What if he/she dropped the bag or it busted?
I'd offer to help him/her with it. If it dropped or broke, I'd help pick everything up. If something like a dozen eggs or a bottle of something broke, and if I had the money, I'd offer to replace the item.
Thursday, July 08, 2004
From toasted-cheese.com
WP: Describe the best kiss you've ever had
I'd heard the line "My hopes are so high your kiss might kill me" many times before that night, and I understood what he meant. But I'd never experienced it before. Then, there we were, sitting in his car, looking into each other's eyes. Actually, I couldn't look the whole time. I looked into his beautiful blue eyes, then looked down into my lap. When I dared to look into his eyes again, I almost hoped he wasn't looking at me that way. The anticipation was too much to handle. It was anticipation built up over many years of wanting to kiss him. It was the anticipation coming from the possibility it wouldn't happen. We knew it shouldn't happen, but I didn't care. I prayed that he didn't care either. It seemed as if we'd been looking at each other for hours but it was probably only a minute. Just when I thought I couldn't stand it anymore, he leaned over and I moved closer to him and our lips touched. I know it's a cliche to say I could feel the electricity, but there's no other way to describe his soft lips on mine and how good he tasted and the waves of pleasure that swept through my entire body. But his lips were the only soft part of the kiss. It was hungry, like I hadn't eaten anything in months and was now given a feast to enjoy. I couldn't get enough. Neither could he. I felt as if I was dreaming. How could it be real? Was he really kissing me?
I can't write anymore about this. There just aren't words to describe how I felt. Anything else I said would sound like a bad romance novel. I don't want it to sound cheap because it was the most beautiful, meaningful kiss ever. It was passionate, but sweet. Wild, but gentle. It was everything. Everything.
WP: Describe the best kiss you've ever had
I'd heard the line "My hopes are so high your kiss might kill me" many times before that night, and I understood what he meant. But I'd never experienced it before. Then, there we were, sitting in his car, looking into each other's eyes. Actually, I couldn't look the whole time. I looked into his beautiful blue eyes, then looked down into my lap. When I dared to look into his eyes again, I almost hoped he wasn't looking at me that way. The anticipation was too much to handle. It was anticipation built up over many years of wanting to kiss him. It was the anticipation coming from the possibility it wouldn't happen. We knew it shouldn't happen, but I didn't care. I prayed that he didn't care either. It seemed as if we'd been looking at each other for hours but it was probably only a minute. Just when I thought I couldn't stand it anymore, he leaned over and I moved closer to him and our lips touched. I know it's a cliche to say I could feel the electricity, but there's no other way to describe his soft lips on mine and how good he tasted and the waves of pleasure that swept through my entire body. But his lips were the only soft part of the kiss. It was hungry, like I hadn't eaten anything in months and was now given a feast to enjoy. I couldn't get enough. Neither could he. I felt as if I was dreaming. How could it be real? Was he really kissing me?
I can't write anymore about this. There just aren't words to describe how I felt. Anything else I said would sound like a bad romance novel. I don't want it to sound cheap because it was the most beautiful, meaningful kiss ever. It was passionate, but sweet. Wild, but gentle. It was everything. Everything.
Theater Thursday
Week 8 - Favorite Things.
Doing things a little different this week due to hectic schedules. Sorry if the questions are a little boring this week.
This week its all about your favorites.
1. If you could watch only one movie for the rest of your life, what would it be?
"When Harry Met Sally ..." although I already have the entire movie memorized. I watch it at least once a month. I just can't help myself.
2. What is your absolute favorite movie soundtrack?
There are so many to choose from! Jesus Christ Superstar, Grease, The Big Chill, The Wizard of Oz, Friends (obscure Elton John reference), Fame ... Just one, huh? I guess I'd have to pick The Big Chill. Of course that could change at any moment when I think of one I like better.
3. What's your favorite movie-time snack?
Popcorn ... now that I can eat it again. Yay!
4. Favorite Actor:
Cary Grant comes to mind because my mom was watching The Philadelphia Story earlier. But let's see ... Hmm? Humphrey Bogart? What? Join the 21st Century, Anne? Okay, okay.George Clooney Kevin Spacey.
5. Favorite Actress:
This century: Sandra Bullock. Of all time: Katharine Hepburn.
6. And last but not least, what is your favorite kind of movie: comedy, drama, action...etc.,???
It's a toss up between romantic comedy and action.
Week 8 - Favorite Things.
Doing things a little different this week due to hectic schedules. Sorry if the questions are a little boring this week.
This week its all about your favorites.
1. If you could watch only one movie for the rest of your life, what would it be?
"When Harry Met Sally ..." although I already have the entire movie memorized. I watch it at least once a month. I just can't help myself.
2. What is your absolute favorite movie soundtrack?
There are so many to choose from! Jesus Christ Superstar, Grease, The Big Chill, The Wizard of Oz, Friends (obscure Elton John reference), Fame ... Just one, huh? I guess I'd have to pick The Big Chill. Of course that could change at any moment when I think of one I like better.
3. What's your favorite movie-time snack?
Popcorn ... now that I can eat it again. Yay!
4. Favorite Actor:
Cary Grant comes to mind because my mom was watching The Philadelphia Story earlier. But let's see ... Hmm? Humphrey Bogart? What? Join the 21st Century, Anne? Okay, okay.
5. Favorite Actress:
This century: Sandra Bullock. Of all time: Katharine Hepburn.
6. And last but not least, what is your favorite kind of movie: comedy, drama, action...etc.,???
It's a toss up between romantic comedy and action.