February 28, 2003
Giant rabbits! Giant rabbits! Carrie
Carrie and I saw them on tv the other night and were intrigued.
February 27, 2003
So I'm listening to a
So I'm listening to a mix CD, and the song "New York, New York" by Ryan Adams comes on. "This is a really good song," I think. "I should put it on a mix."
My brain is not working this morning.
I keep seeing stories about
I keep seeing stories about networks considering remaking The Monkees. The thing that bothers me is that the proposed "remake" looks more like Making the Band than it looks like The Monkees tv show. The show wasn't about the search for the Monkees; the show was a wacky sitcom about a pre-fab band. Argh! It just annoys me. Sorry.
In sad news, Fred Rogers died early this morning. I loved that show. I loved the Land of Make-Believe. I pass by one of his sweaters when I go to volunteer at the Smithsonian. It's a sad day for all of us who grew up with Mr. Rogers as a neighbor.
Current song in my head:
"Laugh" by the Monkees
February 26, 2003
Montgomery County has decided to
Montgomery County has decided to close the schools 2 hours early today. (Side note: Those were the best days, particularly if you liked your morning classes. Those would be the normal length, but the later periods would all be like 15 minutes long. That rocked!) My company has put liberal leave into effect. I could leave at 11:30 if I wanted (and if I wanted to take personal time). Riiight. I'd like to point out that it has stopped snowing. Argh! People around here are silly with their inability to cope with winter weather. But at least I picked the right time to start taking Metro to work.
It's snowing. Again. But at
It's snowing. Again. But at least the snow is prettier than it was last week. Then it was just very steady, coming down in very small flakes. But today it's all swirly and pretty. And it's sticking. Again. But here I am, at work. I'm kind of hoping that my office closes early. That would be sweet. I doubt it will, though.
Anyway, last night I had a dream that involved me pursuing a guy that I used to like, then getting rejected. This is the second night in a row that I've had a dream involving me pursuing a guy I used to like and getting rejected. I don't like this trend.
Current song in my head:
"I Need to Know" by Marc Anthony
February 25, 2003
I missed last week’s episode
I missed last week’s episode of Smallville (we watched Gosford Park instead), so I was catching up by reading the recap. And it looks like it’s a good thing I missed that ep, because it has a scene very reminiscent of one from an ep of Buffy (“Becoming, Part 2”). Namely, in the Smallville ep, Clark is sick and asleep, and Chloe comes and basically lays it all out—that she loves him, but doesn’t want to scare him off, so she lives with the lie, but hopes he’ll grow to love her. Clark stirs; Chloe says his name; Clark says…“Lana?”
In the Buffy ep, Willow is unconscious, and Xander comes in and talks to her, saying what a great friend she is and how he can’t imagine living without her. He ends with, “I love you.” Willow wakes up and says…“Oz?”
Sniff. I realize they’re different situations (namely, it was Willow with the unrequited love, not Xander), but they still rip at the heartstrings. Particularly after this weird dream I had last night involving me not getting married. I don’t even know.
Current song in my head:
“The Rainbow Connection” by the Muppets
February 24, 2003
The best site about melon-smashing
The best site about melon-smashing kids running from sharks ever.
When I was younger—in middle
When I was younger—in middle school and high school—I developed the perception that I look older than I am. I attribute this to the fact that in the various plays I was in, I was generally cast as adults. I mean, true, it was mostly children’s theater and I was one of the “older” kids, but after playing the “mother” role so many times, I started to believe that people think I’m older than I am. I’m thinking this isn’t true. I now think that people perceive me as being younger than I actually am (of course, this isn’t helped by the fact that I can’t quite grasp that I’m 24). I was recently speaking with someone I didn’t know very well, and she said something like, “You’re how old? 22?” Everyone at work, even though I’ve been here for 2½ years, is convinced that I’m at least a year younger than I am. Of course, for every one of those comments is something like when I visited my sister (who’s 3¾ years older than me) asking if I’m older. I don’t know whether I should be flattered or not. I think I’ll stop thinking about it.
Current song in my head:
“Can’t Help Falling in Love With You” by Elvis Presley
February 21, 2003
I feel a great sense
I feel a great sense of accomplishment this evening, having finished labelling my Scotland pictures and updating my "Books to Read" list.
Yep, another exciting Friday night here in Rockville.
February 20, 2003
My mouse at work is
My mouse at work is a total piece of crap and I hate it.
Just thought I'd share.
We now have 3 out
We now have 3 out of 4 cars free of the snow. The only trick comes with getting them out of the driveway. Maneuvering between snow banks is tricky. Anyway, I'm excited about this development. My arms are ecstatic, as they know this means I won't be shovelling again.
My body, apparently confused by the fact that I was consistently getting 8-9 hours of sleep for more than 2 nights in a row, decided to get sick. Again. The cough remains, but it's added a stuffy nose to the mix. I woke up this morning with my nose completely unusable. Looks like I'll be picking up some Sudafed and NyQuil at the store tonight.
In other news, For Better or For Worse will be ending in 4 years. I know that's a long time from now, but it's still sad. Though I have to admit that lately I can't tell April and Elizabeth apart; I have to guess based on context.
Current song in my head:
"My Heart Will Go On" by Celine Dion (yes, I was listening to the Titanic soundtrack yesterday)
February 18, 2003
February 17, 2003
I'm now really glad I
I'm now really glad I went out on Saturday. I mean, it was already snowing and fairly ucky out then, but I went out. And I haven't left the house since. The federal government and my office are closed tomorrow. And yet I'm not really going crazy. I have to buckle down and do work tomorrow, and I have to finish digging out my car. I've lost all sense of time. Lucy today mentioned that it was Monday. That threw me off. This is the fourth day of my "weekend." I'm trying to figure out when I'm going to get back onto a normal schedule.
Anyway, there has been much watching of fluffy movies and much reading. And sleeping. And relaxing. It's all good, except for the minor fact that we're all craving foods we can't have--pizza, or Chinese, or Thai, or quesadillas. Stupid being snowed in.
Current song in my head:
"There She Goes Again"
February 16, 2003
Right now, approximately 12 hours
Right now, approximately 12 hours after it started snowing, the snow reaches my car's bumper. And it's supposed to keep snowing through tomorrow morning.
February 13, 2003
Update: I actually wrote to
Update: I actually wrote to my two Senators and one House Representative about the sanctions thing. Go me!
I like getting my hair
I like getting my hair cut. I enjoy the head massage/shampooing. The guy who cuts my hair is great. And it allows me to see again (stupid bangs). But my hair objects to being blown dry. Like, strenuously objects. And remains extremely knotty for the rest of the day just to piss me off. I'll brush it out, then, an hour later, try to brush it again, and it's full of knots. Argh. This, my friends, is why I don't blow dry my hair. Okay, that's a lie. I don't blow dry my hair because I'm far too lazy.
I'm definitely thinking it probably isn't a good idea to go to London now, even though fares are so low. Apparently there was talk of actually closing Heathrow. Plus, I'd have to lie and tell everyone I was Canadian, eh, to avoid being spit on.
Current song in my head:
"Dixie"
US lawmakers are considering sanctioning
US lawmakers are considering sanctioning Germany and France for not agreeing with us about Iraq. I cannot even begin to describe how wrong I think that is. Um, hello? They're actually sovereign nations. They don't have to agree with everything we say and do. Just because they're not willing to be our bitch the way that Great Britain (that is, Tony Blair) is doesn't mean we should punish them for it. Good Lord! The world already hates us enough; I really don't think we should be going out and trying to make more enemies.
From the article: DeLay is trying a more personal approach. "I was at a celebration of India's Independence Day," he told reporters, "and a Frenchman came walking up to me and started talking to me about Iraq, and it was obvious we were not going to agree. And I said, 'Wait a minute. Do you speak German?' And he looked at me kind of funny and said, 'No, I don't speak German.' And I said, 'You're welcome,' turned around and walked off."
I admit that I've said similar things, but the difference is, I always say it in a joking manner. Argh. The whole thing just pisses me off. For the first time, really, I'm actively thinking about actually writing to these idiots and complaining.
February 11, 2003
Today both of the horoscopes
Today both of the horoscopes I have emailed to me mentioned something about physical activity. "Take a walk!" is what they boiled down to. Which fits perfectly with my post-work plans; namely, go and join the Rockville Municipal Swim Center, which, in addition to two indoor pools and two outdoor pools (one with a waterslide!), also has fitness rooms. And it costs less per month than my old gym (the gym I quit when the rates went up by $10 a month). I've been horrible lately about my eating; I'm trying to move back into being good about that, and actually participating in some physical activity would also be good.
Current song in my head:
"Honey" by Mariah Carey (God help me)
February 10, 2003
I hate it when people
I hate it when people make comments to me about my cough. It’s gotten a lot better. Last week, I was coughing constantly. Today, maybe a couple times. And so this woman (whom I already don’t really like) comes up to me after like the one time today I’ve coughed and was all, “Have you taken anything for that?” Me: “Well, it’s a lot better than it was. And I’m on antibiotics.” Her: “You should really take a cough medicine.” Me: “No, really, I haven’t really been coughing today. I’m much better.” Her: “Really? You didn’t sound bad last week.” Even though I was out sick a day and a half and spent Wednesday annoying the people around me. Argh.
Anyway, I just bought a plane ticket to visit my parents in June. Yay! It’s sad that currently, I can get cheaper tickets to London than I can get tickets to Portland, OR. Although, when I think about, the total trip time is longer to Oregon. Huh. Anyway, I do have one more plane ticket to buy (to Dallas), and am merely waiting on when to go. But if I don’t hear soon, I may give in to temptation and buy a ticket for a nice long weekend in London.
Current song in my head:
“All Day and All Night” by the Kinks
It’s snowing out and looks
It’s snowing out and looks quite pretty. However, I’m already cold and seeing the pretty pretty snow fall is not helping in that capacity.
Anyway, my health is very much improved. However, I realized that in the 2½ days I worked last week, I got very little accomplished. So I have a lot to do this week. I’m hard at work on the book I’m in charge of, and it’s very much a learning process. I keep getting blindsided by things. For example, this morning I got an email asking about finding someone to do the Foreword. Ack! Another thing I forgot about.
And I recommend Ultratart for a take on Valentine’s Day that I quite agree with. Except for the shopping aspects.
Current song in my head:
“Prologue” from Les Miserables
People are strange. That’s the
People are strange. That’s the only explanation I have for the decision to turn a 20-minute piece of music into one that will last 639 years.
February 05, 2003
Last night Carrie mentioned that
Last night Carrie mentioned that it was a historic day because of the breakup of Yugoslavia. Me: “Oh, it’s the anniversary? That was what…1991? 1992?” Nope. Yesterday. What was left of Yugoslavia officially became Serbia and Montenegro. It just seems weird. I mean, the country basically split up ten years ago. But there was a Yugoslavia until yesterday. I don’t know. I’m having problems articulating at the moment.
Can someone make my cough go away? It’s annoying. And not just to me, I’m sure.
Current song in my head:
“A Day in the Life” by the Beatles
I took a sick day
I took a sick day yesterday, but I don't know that it helped. I still feel like crap. I did, however, realize that lying on my back is what causes the bad coughs, so now I'm just dealing with the annoying dry coughs (and sucking on a lot of cough drops). So I came into work today. I don't think sleep is cutting it, making me better, particularly since this all started over the weekend, when I was getting rest. I just don't know. So I'm at work. I can focus for short periods of time, then lapse into staring blankly at the wall. As long as I can remain seated, though, I'm good. Tonight I'm seeing Stones in His Pockets. Hopefully that'll be good.
Current song in my head:
"Flake" by Jack Johnson