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quidditchgrrl) wrote2004-01-29 02:07 am
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*Hears crickets chirping*
*dusts off long-neglected LJ* I'm baaack! I've been doing much lurking in the past week, five or so minutes at a time.
Wednesday,
hastyent invited I invited myself along to a birthday get together for one of
hastyent's MSW classmates. I get home on Thursday (when said boogaloo was to happen) and realize that I have not one outfit suitable to go out dancing in. Dude, I used to have an entire section of closet just for clubbing accoutrements. But I threw on a sweater and jeans, and we hit Skully's. Retro 80s alternative ladies' night - I was in heaven! They played The Smiths! The DJ used to work the booth at Mean Mr. Mustards, for those of you who remember the days of campus bars at OSU, and it rocked. Met Sabrina and Brandy, friends of
hastyent and very nice ladies, all said. Didn't see anyone I knew - except a co-worker, who is so busted - which made me a little sad. Guess they've all gone off and bought mini-vans and James Taylor CDs.
Sorry, that was small of me. I'm not dealing well with the whole fecundity issue right now.
Friday was a pit of nothingness. Had the day off and spent the majority of it gearing up for the fux0red weekend. Gall bladder was acting up, again. Was in so much pain on Saturday I thought I might have to go home. Made it, just barely, then drove to London for Rainbow Installation. Note to self: never go to a place with hard chairs when your liver feels like it's going to explode. Not.comfortable.at.all. The girls from Cowtown were very funny and in high spirits, which made me happy despite the agony.
Both Saturday and Sunday were miserable working days. There was to be a TERRIBLE SNOWSTORM WITH ICE AND HELLFIRE RAINING UPON US, which meant every FUCKING PERSON IN THE WORLD came into the library for videos. I feel for the folks at Blockbuster and the grocery - I know they had it twice as bad. It sucked big time, and I was called on the carpet for the long lines on both days. Bleargh. AND we didn't even get a snow day!
But good things have been happening since then. Am caught up with Rainbow paperwork, annual report wassubmitted corrected and it's done for the year. Our Pledge group will be instituted on Saturday, and the older girls are excited (the Rainbow Girls have a younger set, called Pledges, sort of like Daisy Girl Scouts). I'm wired for sound at this point, although worried as usual that things will go badly. I'll never get over that, I don't think; there are a lot of people rooting for me to fail, to 'prove' that I'm a poor role model to the girls. They don't know me now, but that doesn't matter. Grr. Arrgh. Will think positive thoughts! Ah, all that paperwork I don't have to worry about until the end of the year...
I'm thinking about doing the 20 LJ friends meme, if I get a chance. My internet to-do list is like 3291512906 items long.
And I missed
nmalfoy's birthday. Hope you had a happy, relatively pain-free one, babe. >:D<
I've started my insulin up again, taking my blood sugars to get under better control. That is to say, any kind of control. It's causing me to gain weight, even with all of the working out. I'm looking to get a pump if the insurance will cover it. The machine itself is $5000, and yearly supplies are $1500. So insurance has to take care of 99% of it or no go. I have friends who swear by it; it's worth a shot (har har) if I can get under better control and not be zooming up and down during the say like I am now.
Tomorrow (er, today) I have the day off. I plan to head over to The Happy Greek for lunch. And do my taxes.
hastyent, are you in town tomorrow?
Oh! And
hp_ohio's first meetup is Friday! *dances* Can't wait for that. Must remember camera.
Random thoughts:
Lay's Dill Pickle chips do not taste like dill pickles. Or dill pickle chips, even. Gip.
Only fuckwits send forwards, especially those with racist, inflammatory content, to a mailing list. Sorry,
azurerose, I'd sent off a bottle rocket to her before I'd had any chance to calm down. That is my #1 internet pet peeve, sending on those damned messages. I was shaking, I was so angry, and nearly sent the message to the entire list by mistake. That would have been bad. Yes.
Music Choice rocks. I'm listening to Chilliwack's "My Girl (Gone, Gone, Gone)" -She's gone, gone, gone she's been gone so long, she's been gone, gone, gone so long...
Wednesday,
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Sorry, that was small of me. I'm not dealing well with the whole fecundity issue right now.
Friday was a pit of nothingness. Had the day off and spent the majority of it gearing up for the fux0red weekend. Gall bladder was acting up, again. Was in so much pain on Saturday I thought I might have to go home. Made it, just barely, then drove to London for Rainbow Installation. Note to self: never go to a place with hard chairs when your liver feels like it's going to explode. Not.comfortable.at.all. The girls from Cowtown were very funny and in high spirits, which made me happy despite the agony.
Both Saturday and Sunday were miserable working days. There was to be a TERRIBLE SNOWSTORM WITH ICE AND HELLFIRE RAINING UPON US, which meant every FUCKING PERSON IN THE WORLD came into the library for videos. I feel for the folks at Blockbuster and the grocery - I know they had it twice as bad. It sucked big time, and I was called on the carpet for the long lines on both days. Bleargh. AND we didn't even get a snow day!
But good things have been happening since then. Am caught up with Rainbow paperwork, annual report was
I'm thinking about doing the 20 LJ friends meme, if I get a chance. My internet to-do list is like 3291512906 items long.
And I missed
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I've started my insulin up again, taking my blood sugars to get under better control. That is to say, any kind of control. It's causing me to gain weight, even with all of the working out. I'm looking to get a pump if the insurance will cover it. The machine itself is $5000, and yearly supplies are $1500. So insurance has to take care of 99% of it or no go. I have friends who swear by it; it's worth a shot (har har) if I can get under better control and not be zooming up and down during the say like I am now.
Tomorrow (er, today) I have the day off. I plan to head over to The Happy Greek for lunch. And do my taxes.
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Random thoughts:
Lay's Dill Pickle chips do not taste like dill pickles. Or dill pickle chips, even. Gip.
Only fuckwits send forwards, especially those with racist, inflammatory content, to a mailing list. Sorry,
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Music Choice rocks. I'm listening to Chilliwack's "My Girl (Gone, Gone, Gone)" -She's gone, gone, gone she's been gone so long, she's been gone, gone, gone so long...
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No complaints from me!! K IM'ed me in a tiff (I try to catch up with the list once or twice a week, being so busy at work) and I literally choked on my drink when I saw what she was talking about. My "please don't flame" is just there for show, mainly -- I know she'll get flamed, and I honestly don't much care. I also wanted to post the URL debunking that BS.
I emailed her privately, asking if she mistakenly CC'ed the list, as it looks like she forwarded it to lots of people. No response as of yet -- she's probably slogging through a bitchfest.
Club Clothes
:::sigh:::
I haven't been out in so long as all my friends have had kids and stuff and have lost interest in going out :-(
I was a DJ in college during the 80's and I used to play The Smith's a lot. I love Morrissey's mournful voice.
~Blue~
Re: Club Clothes
I'm in the same boat - all of my friends are married and having children - and it's a bit strange to go out now. I'm not used to it anymore! :(