quidditchgrrl: (Fascinating.  Yes.)
I'm not avoiding you...I'm just...avoidant.

No access to social networking sites at work.  It's kind of nice, though, to be expected to actually accomplish something at work and not just tool around posting random crap.

Learning more about hydrogeology and petrocarbon chemistry than I ever thought possible.  I guess those two years of organic chemistry weren't altogether wasted.

Avoiding politics.  Hate Obama.  Hate Biden.  Hate McCain.  Hate Palin.  I'm on a 100% news hiatus, aside from snippets of NPR or the headlines on Fark.  Not even TDS or TCR.  No.  I can catch up later, when I may be able to laugh rather than rage.

Good news?  I can run on my lunch break and have lost nearly 10 pounds since I started work.  Which is nice.  Paid off my car and several credit cards, hiked up my student loan payments to where they *ought* to be (ouch), and will start socking away a larger portion of my pay into savings.

Have been going to concerts with friends, and alone.  What?  You thought my husband would go with me?  You kid.  My friends are le awesome, though, and humor me whenever possible.

I saw John Green speak last week.  He's kind of awesome.  And if you haven't seen Hank Green's "Accio Harry Potter," well.  Get on that.  :)

He reminded me that in order to become a real person, one needs to read, and write, in order to complete the process of thinking.  Spending too much time in one's own head is not good (and don't we all know that).  I tend to get lost in there.  My emotions fled a while ago, maybe sucked into the hinterlands of my amygdala.

Aaaaannd.  It looks like I've missed [livejournal.com profile] smutty_claus signups.  *cries*  *goes to email [livejournal.com profile] r_becca*

Last, but not least, I've not been very good about keeping up with ElJay, but I'm thinking of the whole flist muchly.  *huggles you all*
quidditchgrrl: (Bike)
Hola chicos - que pasa?

Thought I'd drop some randomness this morning, just because I'm feeling energetic, for the first time in a while!

**When you go to the gym in the morning, please to be brushing your teefs - morning breath goes a long way on a treadmill! Yech.

**Same with smoking a pack of cigarettes in your car before you hit the gym - I don't miss the pre-smoking ban days, and I certainly don't miss the stink of stale smoke + sweat.

**I have Honeybunch convinced to go to Highbanks Metro Park to have a hike - yay! He has this little stationary bike he's been using, which makes me very happy - he's gotta lose some weight, because his snoring is the deal-breaker in our house.

**My city is not underwater! Well, the part of the city that isn't German Village, anyway. Flooding sucks, everyone who is in a place that is - be safe!

**I want sushi. Mmm, raw fish.

**Two days off in a row that don't involve taking care of kidlets, interviewing, OR attending funerals! (My lovely boss, responded with, "well, at least you'll get a day off" when I called to let her know about my great-aunt's funeral. Yes, because death is such a vacation!)

**Going to Highbanks! brb. :)
quidditchgrrl: (angst angst angst)
You know, until a few minutes ago, I'd never heard Jonathan Rhys-Meyers sing.

I think...I need some new undies. Holy hell. Just another layer of teh pretty.

Here's the song, from August Rush - This Time.

Also, this fic, by Anonymous, fucking OWNS me. I nearly melted into a puddle, and right before work, too. Paging Dr. Freud, STAT.

Luckily, there was some eye candy at work in the form of a couple cutie-pie patrons and one co-worker. It's at times like this that I really hate being married, I can't get no satisfaction. Promises, promises. Hormonal angst ahead. )

*wades out of the angst pool*

Heh, check out Gingerbread Ghetto. That's the kind of holiday craft I can get behind!

Other than that...I got nothing but a whole lot of energy going to waste. :-P


Jun. 11th, 2007 11:44 pm
quidditchgrrl: (Boys Lie)
I think Honeybunch is officially jealous. Read more... )

In other news, the Chemical Brothers have released a single from their album We Are The Night. Video for the first single under the cut: )

In other, other news, my schedule at work has changed. I'm now opening on Monday and closing Tuesday. This really pissed me off at first, but then I realized two things:

1. I will be able to take the Monday night circle step class and toning, which is very nice (no excuse not to go, either).

2. I am opening/closing alone Monday-Thursday, which means that I will be completely responsible for whatever happens during my shifts. (If you know me well, you will understand why I consider this awesome.)

What is NOT awesome? That I will miss the HP-Ohio pre-OotP movie premiere dinner BECAUSE I HAVE TO WORK. *cry* :'-((

This, unfortunately, leaves me with even *less* time to do anything that would be considered "leisure". I pop online, check les blogs, email, then off again to sleep or work. Boo! I haven't logged into AIM/Y!M for a couple of weeks because I'm only here for 30 minutes, if that. Double boo. I think I'm still catching everyone's posts on the fly (but if something has happened and I've not responded, wing an email my way...).

I did download a screensaver and background from OotP from the WB website. I am quite excited about this movie - when I was reading it I figured it would translate well to the screen. This summer is gonna be Potter-licious! :)
quidditchgrrl: (Crazy Colbert laughter!)
So.  Well.  So.

Leaving for NOLA Tuesday...never will I be so darned glad to get the heck outta Dodge.  Andy showed his arse yesterday, and it's a good thing he's worth more to me alive than dead, else he would be in for some serious physical harm.

Me, I plan to hit the talks my friends are giving, work out, swim in the rooftop pool, and take a few tours of the city.  Bring back photographic proof that George Bush hates black people.  Have a po' boy and some muffaletta.  Eat beignets at 9am on Friday at Cafe du Monde.

At least I have a good base tan from planting for six hours yesterday.  Sore, though, dang!  Today is a recovery day, for real.  I will never, EVER own a place where I have to do ANY yardwork.  Too much work is anytime I can't put my hands up to wipe sweat off my face.

I also ran face-first into a dumpster lid.  So I have a big slice on the bridge of my nose, and my eyelids are a little swollen.  Yargh.

OH - DC Madam - Susie Bright's take.  Ilu, Susie!  (NSFW ads in there)

Today is also Stephen Colbert's 43rd birthday and I'm discovering all sorts of gems - like Jon Stewart is God & Stephen agrees.  And seriously, if you've never seen the Responsible Drinking clip:

Another great comedian's birthday was yesterday - George Carlin.  You can find his 101 Greatest Quotes here.  My favorites:

--Religion has convinced people that there's an invisible man…living in the sky,who watches everything you do every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a list of ten specific things he doesn't want you to do. And if you do any of these things, he will send you to a special place, of burning and fire and smoke and torture and anguish for you to live forever, and suffer and burn and scream until the end of time. But he loves you. He loves you and he needs money.

--The real reason that we can't have the Ten Commandments in a courthouse: You cannot post "Thou shalt not steal," "Thou shalt not commit adultery," and "Thou shalt not lie" in a building full of lawyers, judges, and politicians. It creates a hostile work environment.

--Capitalism tries for a delicate balance: It attempts to work things out so that everyone gets just enough stuff to keep them from getting violent and trying to take other people's stuff.

--And now, in the interest of equal time, here is a message from the National Institute o fPancakes: It reads, and I quote, "Fuck waffles."   Muahaz.

That is all.  Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers out there.</td>
quidditchgrrl: (PMS emergency)
Er, sorry about my last cryptic posts. I haven't been in the mood to enumerate the various bad things that have happened recently. Add the below to a raging case of PMS, and yeah. Cryptic.

After much ruminating on the year anniversary of Katrina and all of the people still suffering, I have to say to myself: don't get too comfortable with the little inconveniences of life - you know where your family is, and you can go to the space you call home.

Here's the last three months of my life, in a nutshell, cut for the disinterested and for length:

Work )

Taxes )

the car )

Things are looking up at the moment. There's light at the end of the tunnel. )

Thanks to those of you who've heard bits and pieces of these things and offered sympathy and support. It means a lot when you can't go to your family.

I'm so happy to see all of the wonderful things that are happening to people on my flist. New cars, babies, jobs, interviews, decorating, houses. To those of you who are having some angst, you have my sympathy and lots of positive vibes headed your way *eyes [livejournal.com profile] merrydrought and [livejournal.com profile] blue_eye*

Finally, I've been under a small hiatus on news this past week (this is why I've been less responsive lately, [livejournal.com profile] authenticpoppy) - I was getting to the point where I couldn't listen to NPR news without my chin wobbling. The Harry Connick, Jr. single had me flat-out bawling last night, after listening to an interview with a man in NO who is sharing a small trailer with two other men, and who doesn't know where his father, brothers, or 6 year old daughter are. My problems? Not so bad.
quidditchgrrl: (O.o)
Holy crap, man. I went bowling with folks from work yesterday, and I am SORE. I didn't realize that bowling was such a...sport!

People, my ASS is sore, not just my arm/wrist. Cripes.

I already work out three days a week and do cardio five days. :/ Pro bowlers must have some killer glutes.

I've been lurking around, doing more via email lately. I had a talk with Honeybunch about LIFE SO HARD, and glory be, he's taking action! It's amazing what you can goad a person into when you invoke the "I married my father" salvo. (My dad isn't the most responsible or common-sensical person on earth, let's just say.)

[livejournal.com profile] madlori and [livejournal.com profile] rachet, you all made me wibbly several times this weekend! It's so nice to know people who are such good friends to each other. :)

Hope you all are having a good week so far (Monday's over, so things have to be looking up, eh?)!
quidditchgrrl: (Rockin' the burbs)
My holiday weekend is pretty much over at this point. I have to work tomorrow and Tuesday (thankfully, only 10-6 Monday and without patrons on Tuesday, and with help), then back to the salt mines Wednesday before Grand Assembly Thursday-Sunday.

I don't know what we're going to do about transportation this week, since Honeybunch STILL doesn't have his car fixed. Yes, we've been living with one car for almost SIX months. And the guy (who, I just found out, is a friend of a friend of Andy's boss, not a close acquaintance) isn't returning phone calls now. Add this to the lack of action on the IRS front, and well.

But back to this weekend! I went to see Elvis Costello on Friday with a co-worker. Good show, I got to drink a little. (I have to chug down a drink, then I'm pleasantly drunk for 45 minutes or so, then sober again. Good times.)

Saturday, we picked up my nephew (who I've mentioned before, and who is 15 now) and took him to visit at my sister's house. Then we went to see Nacho Libre - or, Andy and Zach saw it, while I napped through the middle third.

Today we went to Dad's girlfriend's house for a cookout and swimming. Andy kept making comments on how nice her place is, and it irritated me so much (refer above for source) that I had to just walk away. It's like he doesn't understand simple math - you have to make/have money to buy a nice house. You can't work for peanuts because you like the person you work for and expect to have material goods - you're trading mental ease for house and home.

Wow, I didn't realize I was so resentful of that until just now.

I crashed out when we got back here, so now I'm totally awake. Sigh.
quidditchgrrl: (Default)
So, nothing new.

We lost our cable last night, which meant *gasp* no Internet, no TV. I thought Andy was going to go nuts, and I wasn't far behind.

I realized that I am so used to multi-tasking that I have lost the ability to sit and pay attention to any one thing for more than 5 minutes. Even reading - I typically read during commercial breaks or when I've gotten to the end of the internets. Or, if I'm out and about, I'm reading while I'm eating or reading while I wait for the bus. Never am I only doing just one thing.

That must be why I get so antsy at the movies - nothing else to do!

We actually went to bed early last night (about 10:45ish) because there was nothing to do. Is that lame or what?

I'm considering staying home from my spinning class tonight to watch TDS/TCR repeat, because I missed it last night. :( I heard TDS was very good, since I didn't watch it.

Lame, lame, lame. Also a literal definition, since I messed up my knee last week and now I have swelling under the kneecap. Good times.

How you all been?
quidditchgrrl: (Rawr)
I am consistently amazed at how quickly my husband can suck the happiness out of anything. Grump.
quidditchgrrl: (Thumbs up)
First of all, Happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] slytherincess! :D

Honeybunch only lasted 24 hours in the heat...we went to Sears this morning and picked up a window AC unit. Hilarity ensued.

The dog is very comfortable right now. I'm concerned about the condensation pooling on the floor in the downstairs bathroom, but it's 10 degrees cooler in here than it is outside, and that makes allll the difference.

The second subject of this post...I found the awesomest stuff at Bath and Body Works - Put It On Ice Pain-Relieving Gel with Lidocaine. Wow. My saddle sores will never be the same. I'm sure there's a summer sunburn coming up that will benefit from this stuff, too.

I can justify any BBW purchase, just I can any Sephora buy. :>

Bath and Body Works Semi-Annual Sale starts June 5th. I am going to be so broke for the next month. But all for a good cause (presents, indulgences, surprise backrubs, footsoaks)!

Hope your Memorial Day weekend has been cooler than mine...


May. 24th, 2006 10:39 pm
quidditchgrrl: (Happy hopping morons)
Do you think I'd get a mitigating circumstances clause if I kill Honeybunch for not taping Lost for me tonight?
quidditchgrrl: (Shut Up All of You!)
There is still much talk about Stephen's performance at the WHCD. The general consensus is that the man has balls.

I definitely hold last night's speech up as one of the best TV news moments ever. Maybe even the best, just for the verbal bitch slapping the president received. Pwned like the pansy-ass he is (the president, not Stephen).

There was interesting conversation during the AIM chat about RPF/RPS. It's not something I've ever been able to get into; I don't know why. Even though it's not real, it taps into the only part of my brain that says, "ew! That's not right!" I took a gander over at [livejournal.com profile] tds_rps, but didn't see a whole lot.

I kind of think Ed/Sam would be cute. Or Demetri/Nate.

IS there a TDS fic archive?

I have to get dinner done before 7 so I can settle down to watch 60 Minutes. It's been a nice weekend for Stephen-mania. Not so good for marital relations. (Honeybunch gets irrationally jealous when I squee too much over any celebrity. He's weird.)

Took my first bike ride of the year today. Remembered that I promised myself that I would buy a new seat. Owwie, butt blisters. :( No long rides until I have a new seat, or callouses on my upper thighs. *waddles*
quidditchgrrl: (Not laughing at you)
Whew. Home from [livejournal.com profile] rlanto's birthday party. Poor Renee. :( She is going to regret the night she had!

Darned lucky I didn't take pictures of her hurling in the bathroom. :> I am evil.

As soon as I left, I called Honeybunch and thanked him for the times he's taken care of my drunken butt. Although I think the funny part makes up for the puking and the name-calling and the hauling them upstairs, barefoot, reeking of vomit. Doesn't bother me.

I did get a couple of pictures, if I can figure out how to get them off of my phone and onto the internets. Nothing too risque cause [livejournal.com profile] generalmanda and [livejournal.com profile] rlanto kiss all the time, however.

Tomorrow, supper at my sister's house with her uber-religious in-laws. Although I like Easter (I know! I hate holidays!), I am not so much with the religious commercialization. Say no to crack Cadbury's Creme Eggs!

Hope you all have a fun Easter!
quidditchgrrl: (O.o)
So, things have been a'happenin' around here. Some good, some not-so-good, some - god DAMN it! )

The bright spot is that we are getting a new PC. Our oldie - top of the line in 2001 - popped up its first memory space warning the other night. There is no more room and I had to delete some "This Week In God" clips and miscellaneous other things. :(

Anyone have recommendations for PCs (Honeybunch won't even consider a MAC)? I want at least 2GB of RAM and the ability to have up to 1TB of hard drive space *orgasms*

PC #1
PC #2

Not-so-bright spot: my 18-year-old cousin is pregnant. *sigh* Not surprised. What else is there to do out in the sticks? I'll never understand the logic of having a kid that young - seems like most of the folks on my mom's side do this. At least her twin sister got out of there and is holding firm in getting an education and a life before she has kids (right now, we're the only two childless adults on that side of the family).

Random: WTF is with Keith Olbermann? He looks like he's been roasting in a Ronco rotisserie! LOL
quidditchgrrl: (Spongebob makes pickles seem VERY naught)
I'm really sick and tired of Girl Scouts attempting to extort $3 out of me for cookies. Whatever happened to selling door-to-door, at church and to the family? Molesters don't bother kids whose parents chaperone them. *I* bother girls who holler in my face and heckle me when I say no, thanks.

I bought ten boxes of cookies this year; don't mess with me, greenie.

Other news, other news...

Music: If you don't have this little gem, you're missing a great compiliation set. And there's a DVD companion *adds to Amazon wishlist*

Books: Have been reading When She Was Bad: Violent Women and the Myth of Innocence. Heavy stuff, pretty damning. While the author has a clear conservative bent (not Conservative, mind), the points she makes are right to the point. Women can be just as evil as men, more so, and society does all it can to enforce the stereotype of women as helpless victim, even in the face of clear sociopathic behavior (such as Karla Homolka's).

Movies: Watched Walk The Line. Not sure it lived up to my expectations, but it was worth the watch. Reese Witherspoon = my hero.

Sex: yes, please.

Drugs: Need to remember to take my Protonix every.single.day. (Note to self: that burning feeling? That's your stomach eating itself.)

Rock N Roll: I want to see NIN. I do not have money to see NIN. *pouts* I have no idea how I ever managed to see 15+ concerts a year in college (oh, yeah, running every credit card I could get into the ground. I remember now.), but there are several bands coming to town in the next few months.

Love: I love Honeybunch, even when he breaks his glasses trying to clean them. Anyone who knows Honeybunch knows why this is to be expected.

Money: *sigh* Owe ~$1500 in taxes. Bloody marriage penalty for not filing jointly (by which the Feds would make a cool $8K from us). >:-O Andy's brakes are shot, my deductible has to be paid tomorrow, we need a new couch, and Bernie has to go to the vet for his shots. Not to mention the geriatric PC and my ratty, ill-fitting clothes. The lottery is the only way we're gonna get out of this mess. But eh, while it's stressful, I can deal with it. It will work itself out eventually (and so long as we have DSL and something to route it through, we'll survive).

Health: Feeling frisky. Bike needs a tune up and new seat (no more butt blisters) before I hit the road this season. Goal: 10-15 miles, twice a week, with no "bonk". Must invest in low-calorie power bar of some kind.

Family: Niece still pregnant. Brothers still crazy. Dad still acting like 16-year-old. Nat had her ears pierced (and only cried for ten seconds before giving everyone a gummy smile, the stinker).

Friends: Loving all of you. Hitting the town for Gallery Hop (maybe?) for birthday bash next weekend. I haven't seen the birthday girl since she was in the clinic for her WLS...and she's almost 100# lighter. Wow. :)

I think that's every last thing I can think of! *brain empty*

Good night!
quidditchgrrl: (Oh God)
Having watched Must Love Dogs, Honeybunch and I have decided that instead of divorcing, we will just shoot each other.
quidditchgrrl: (Go crazy & buy the shoes!)
My husband gets upset over the silliest stuff.

He's upstairs, stewing sleeping with the door open because I'm up watching TDS and TCR and MI-5. Possibly this is because when I'm obsessed with something, I tend to really, REALLY focus. He gets jellus. Over NERDS and SPOOKS. Although I must admit, Stephen Colbert is certainly one to be jellus of!

Yet he sees no parallel when he completely ignores me during football (and basketball, and baseball) season. (I finally put my foot down on hockey. No hockey on TV, period.)

Barring that, life is good, and I always have good vibes to send:

[livejournal.com profile] redblaze, who will be receiving solidified pleasure soon :>
[livejournal.com profile] annearchy, for her mom and family
[livejournal.com profile] likebunnies, who could use a few hundred good days
[livejournal.com profile] tonksnymphadora and [livejournal.com profile] archchancellor, who are battling bureaucracy on two continents
[livejournal.com profile] ishie, who is starting classes again
[livejournal.com profile] writers_wrath on a new job
[livejournal.com profile] blue_eye on picking up business

And some TMI, just for fun )

Night, all.


Dec. 12th, 2005 05:21 pm
quidditchgrrl: (Grr!)
I am angry like whoa. It's not going to do me any good to scream and yell at my husband (note that he is IN TROUBLE when I go from Honeybunch to MY HUSBAND).

So, kind reader, I must rant to you )

I know it sounds bitchy, but I, the original shopaholic, can keep myself under budget. If he can't, we're going to have more WORDS.
quidditchgrrl: (SCAR)
*grumps* I had to work today, so I missed all the hullabaloo over the GoF premiere. >:-(

Rupert is so cute, Emma so posh, and Dan...well, Dan gets to do whatever he wants because he's Harry Potter.

The Phelps twins are delicious. And legal. Let's not forget that.

Is there a way to get some of the video of this now?? I wanna see what happened.

Darned job.

I am still looking for good H/Hr and Trio icons. Well, not really looking, you know what I mean. Hoping to stumble across some.

Today is our first anniversary. Am eating cake (my sister does cakes on the side and delivers a brand-spanking new cake to the couple on their anniversary) and feeling silly that even though we agreed no cards, no gifts, there was still a card waiting for me this morning and I had to go to K-Mart and pick one up after work. *hangs head*


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