My mother and I began painting the bathroom yesterday at around 11 am. Well, not actually painting by 11, but putting up tarps, and tape . . . you know . . . painting preparation stuff.
I talked to my older younger sister today and she made a good point. She said "painting always seems fun and easy at first, but in the end, it's just a huge pain in the ass." Unfortunately, you never remember this until well into the process or "the point of no return". Even now, knowing how difficult this has been I still want to paint what will be known as "The Penguin Palace". For some reason I think it will be easier. . . it's hard to explain.
Speaking of "Penguin Palace". . . I know many of you are eager to hear more about the details of this mysterious project. Unfortunately, as I have said before, I will not be revealing any details until it's completion. The only way to really find out more is to make a trip out here and help with the project ( I am referring to only my siblings of course . . . siblings-in-law and practically siblings-in-law included {you know who you are})
So that is what I have been doing for the last two days. It's going to be a long process, a very long process, but soon, nobody will mind staying here anymore. That is my promise to you.*
*In order to help make this promise possible donations are currently being accepted. Make checks payable to CASH. Thank You.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Back in the V-T-A
So I moved back to Ventura 2 days ago, and it feels pretty weird. Almost as though I never left . . . but not really. It's hard to explain I suppose.
I arrived on the 25th of January at approximately 3:30 pm . . . only 5 1/2 hours after I left the Bay area. Impressive? Yes . . . sort of. It took my dad 6 1/2, so I think it was pretty good timing.
Once I had arrived I immediately began cleaning what was first my oldest sisters room, then mine, then my brothers, and is now mine again. It wasn't messy per-say . . . just full of stuff I didn't want in there. Although the closet was messy, and I have 4 full trash bags to prove it.
The cleaning was challenging because I had a lot of stuff and no where to put it. Imagine moving someone out just so you could move yourself in. . . but the person you were moving out had no where to go. Not that I minded, I told my mom not to do anything, I wanted to do it myself. I guess I just didn't realize how difficult it would be. So I threw stuff away, and I boxed up some giveaway stuff that was my brothers. In the process I found some suweeet sunglasses . . . as I mentioned earlier in my twitter.
The next road block I hit was the fact that I have no furniture. I have one shelving unit thing that I bought at Target 6 months ago, but I don't really want to use it. Needless to say, all my things . . . minus my clothes . . . are still in boxes.
So the room is still a work in progress . . . but my mother and I have plans . . . BIG PLANS! But I'll talk about those later.
Yesterday, I woke up at around 7 am and began getting the bathroom cabinet ready for painting. First I cleaned out everything inside. You don't want to know what I found in there. When I was done I had another full trash bag to deal with and about 18 bottles of cleaner, which I was instructed NOT to throw away. Now, It's A LOT of cleaner.
I then proceeded by wiping down the outside of the unit. When I finished with that it was about 9am and I decided to take a break because the next step was sanding and the electric sander is extremely loud. I didn't want to wake my mom. On my break I watched the latest episode of Grey's Anatomy.
While watching Grey's I cried a lot. It was a REALLY sad episode. I dare YOU to watch it and not cry, that's all I'm saying.
At 10 am I gave up on my mom waking up anytime soon and began the sanding process. It was a VERY long process. I finished at about 1 and then began painting. That was an even longer process, but I'm almost done. It looks pretty good so far.
Today my mom and I went to Lowes, where we got paint for the bathroom walls . . . which we will start on thursday. While we were there . . . and waiting for the paint . . . we roamed the aisles thinking of all the things we could do if only we had thousands of dollars to spend. In the end, it was kind of a depressing trip, because we don't have thousands of dollars to spend . . . we don't even have hundreds.
Stay tuned for "The Painting of the Bathroom" and "The Making of Penguin Palace" . . .
I arrived on the 25th of January at approximately 3:30 pm . . . only 5 1/2 hours after I left the Bay area. Impressive? Yes . . . sort of. It took my dad 6 1/2, so I think it was pretty good timing.
Once I had arrived I immediately began cleaning what was first my oldest sisters room, then mine, then my brothers, and is now mine again. It wasn't messy per-say . . . just full of stuff I didn't want in there. Although the closet was messy, and I have 4 full trash bags to prove it.
The cleaning was challenging because I had a lot of stuff and no where to put it. Imagine moving someone out just so you could move yourself in. . . but the person you were moving out had no where to go. Not that I minded, I told my mom not to do anything, I wanted to do it myself. I guess I just didn't realize how difficult it would be. So I threw stuff away, and I boxed up some giveaway stuff that was my brothers. In the process I found some suweeet sunglasses . . . as I mentioned earlier in my twitter.
The next road block I hit was the fact that I have no furniture. I have one shelving unit thing that I bought at Target 6 months ago, but I don't really want to use it. Needless to say, all my things . . . minus my clothes . . . are still in boxes.
So the room is still a work in progress . . . but my mother and I have plans . . . BIG PLANS! But I'll talk about those later.
Yesterday, I woke up at around 7 am and began getting the bathroom cabinet ready for painting. First I cleaned out everything inside. You don't want to know what I found in there. When I was done I had another full trash bag to deal with and about 18 bottles of cleaner, which I was instructed NOT to throw away. Now, It's A LOT of cleaner.
I then proceeded by wiping down the outside of the unit. When I finished with that it was about 9am and I decided to take a break because the next step was sanding and the electric sander is extremely loud. I didn't want to wake my mom. On my break I watched the latest episode of Grey's Anatomy.
While watching Grey's I cried a lot. It was a REALLY sad episode. I dare YOU to watch it and not cry, that's all I'm saying.
At 10 am I gave up on my mom waking up anytime soon and began the sanding process. It was a VERY long process. I finished at about 1 and then began painting. That was an even longer process, but I'm almost done. It looks pretty good so far.
Today my mom and I went to Lowes, where we got paint for the bathroom walls . . . which we will start on thursday. While we were there . . . and waiting for the paint . . . we roamed the aisles thinking of all the things we could do if only we had thousands of dollars to spend. In the end, it was kind of a depressing trip, because we don't have thousands of dollars to spend . . . we don't even have hundreds.
Stay tuned for "The Painting of the Bathroom" and "The Making of Penguin Palace" . . .
Friday, January 23, 2009
Moving
Moving sucks and I hate it. It's such a pain in the ass. I've moved before, but this time is a little different, because the people I live with are moving too. I've moved 4 times before and every time the other people/ person living there was staying. So if I forgot something, I could just go back and get it.
What if i forget something this time?
What if everything won't fit? It's not like I'm moving ten minutes away.
I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
Needless to say, this isn't much fun.
What if i forget something this time?
What if everything won't fit? It's not like I'm moving ten minutes away.
I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
Needless to say, this isn't much fun.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Ten Things That I did/Happened [to me] Yesterday
I Can't sleep and I'm hungry so I thought I'd make a list of ten random things that happened to me yesterday. (it is currently 4:05 am)
1.) I slept all the way through the night last night until 10:23 am, seven minutes before my alarm went off. I think that's weird.
2.) I went to Best Buy and discovered they don't do free installation on car stereos anymore. Deal breaker? Yes, yes it was.
3.) A friend of mine from Ventura called, and I found out she's engaged.
4.) I called my mom.
5.) I made rice Krispy treats . . . they needed more marshmallows.
6.) This girl at work who always snaps at people, broke my last straw and I said something to her.
Quick reneactment :
Her: " I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just very stringent at work."
Me : ( as I hesitated to respond I thought to myself, " you mean you want everyone to do everything for you. All you do is complain and it puts me in a bad mood" than I actually said " Yeah, but you don't have to snap at people."
She didn't say anything to me the rest of the day. I think I made my point.
7.) I ate some cup of noodles.
8.) I bought a scratcher and one 10 big ones. I'm not really sure what I'm going to buy first . . . probably a sandwich, maybe a pack of gum . . . the possibilities are endless really.
9.) I accidentally took chicken fettucini alfredo out to a table when it was supposed to just be regular fettucini alfredo (no chicken). Luckily, the mistake was caught in time, and no food needed to be remade. I would like to clarify that while I was the one that brought the chicken fettucini alfredo out to the table, I only did it because someone else gave it to me and told me where to go.
10.) I watched my usual dose of NewsRadio. ( I have finished watching the entire series from start to finish, and am now just randomly picking discs and watching them. After watching season 5 I would like to say, it's good to have Bill back . . . if only it was that simple to get Phil Hartman back.)
Do with that what you will . . . which for most my readers, if not all, will not involve commenting.
1.) I slept all the way through the night last night until 10:23 am, seven minutes before my alarm went off. I think that's weird.
2.) I went to Best Buy and discovered they don't do free installation on car stereos anymore. Deal breaker? Yes, yes it was.
3.) A friend of mine from Ventura called, and I found out she's engaged.
4.) I called my mom.
5.) I made rice Krispy treats . . . they needed more marshmallows.
6.) This girl at work who always snaps at people, broke my last straw and I said something to her.
Quick reneactment :
Her: " I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just very stringent at work."
Me : ( as I hesitated to respond I thought to myself, " you mean you want everyone to do everything for you. All you do is complain and it puts me in a bad mood" than I actually said " Yeah, but you don't have to snap at people."
She didn't say anything to me the rest of the day. I think I made my point.
7.) I ate some cup of noodles.
8.) I bought a scratcher and one 10 big ones. I'm not really sure what I'm going to buy first . . . probably a sandwich, maybe a pack of gum . . . the possibilities are endless really.
9.) I accidentally took chicken fettucini alfredo out to a table when it was supposed to just be regular fettucini alfredo (no chicken). Luckily, the mistake was caught in time, and no food needed to be remade. I would like to clarify that while I was the one that brought the chicken fettucini alfredo out to the table, I only did it because someone else gave it to me and told me where to go.
10.) I watched my usual dose of NewsRadio. ( I have finished watching the entire series from start to finish, and am now just randomly picking discs and watching them. After watching season 5 I would like to say, it's good to have Bill back . . . if only it was that simple to get Phil Hartman back.)
Do with that what you will . . . which for most my readers, if not all, will not involve commenting.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
MySpace Survey . . . hey it's better than nothing.
Are your lips chapped? yeah, no matter how much vaseline I use, it's frustrating!
Anything sore/hurt you right now? my throat . . . a little
What's the last thing you spent money on? food
Who was the last person you hung out with? Bill, Matthew, Dave, Joe, Beth, Lisa, Jimmy . . . the whole NewsRadio gang . . . well except for Catherine, she left.
What did you do today? I just woke up and now I'm doing this.
Is there anyone on your mind? If so, who? nope, not at the moment
Do you like the color of your eyes? sure, why not
Do you have a sunburn right now? no, I'm pretty pale.
What was the last thing to enter your mouth? Hi-C fruit punch
What can you hear right now? my roommates alarm clock that has been going off for like five minutes now. Sounds like church bells . . . it'll probably go off for another couple hours.
Was today a nice day? it just started, but the high temp. is suppose to be 66 degrees . . . so . . .you tell me.
Do you have any tattoos? no
Does someone like you? most likely, I'm kind of amazing . . . no one that I know about though
What is the last thing you watched on TV? NewsRadio
Is Pluto a planet? Never been there . . . wouldn't know.
Do you believe there is a God? Yes
Do you make up your own words? on my good days
Is your bed made? no, I'm lying in it . . . although technically I don't have a bed, but the one I use isn't made.
Are you warm or cold right now? neither, i'm juuuust right
Do you miss anyone right now? no . . . these questions are making me feel selfish
Are you currently reading any books? yes
Do you like Gummy Bears? yes, but lately every time I eat them I end up with a headache.
Show three smiles you use often on the computer: I never make those . . . I'm too sarcastic to put a smile at the end of a typed sentence.
What time is it right now? 11:26 am
When was the last time you went to the doctors?
July
Is there something you should be doing right now? I should be dumpster diving for boxes
Who were your last three texts from: My sister . . . my sister . . . and . . . my sister (same sister, not different sisters) ( Yes, I have more than one sister)
What is something you don't get? I don't get how an alarm can go off for hours and hours and you don't hear it. Why even set the damn thing!
Have you ever dyed your hair an outrageous color? the most outrageous would be red. you decide.
When was the last time you went to the mall? I work at a mall . . . in a sense .. . does that count? If so, yesterday . . . if not . . . like two weeks ago.
Who were you last in the car with? just myself
Do you run into people you know at the store often? practically never .. . wait, make that never . . . I've only lived in this town for 6 months. . . . and it's pretty big.
Do you like the game Tetris? I can get addicted, but I'm not right now.
What's your first and middle name together? MadelynSuzanne . . . some people like to shorten this version.
If someone doesn't like you it's probably because: ummm . . . I don't really want to talk about that, lets just say they have good reason, and I've learned a valuable lesson from it.
Have you ever been in a play? in middle school, I think I was a bunny . . . not to mention the countless times I've played a sheep, or a barn yard animal. It's a wonder I never got discovered.
How much jewlery are you wearing right now? a ring, which means nothing, and a necklace which means I love bowling.
Have you ever made a snowman? sadly no.
Do you have a hard time sleeping? only when my throat is scratchy, or my back is achy, or I have a lot on my mind . . . in other words, yeah I do.
Are you in a good mood? I'm not in a bad one.
Do you think that someone is currently thinking about you? chances are usually high that anyone could be thinking about you . . . whether its your mom, or someone that hates you. So just because someone is thinking about me doesn't mean it's a good thing. Not that you said that it was, that just always seems to be the implication.
What was the highlight of your week? these two Guests (customers) telling me that they had a great experience because of me ( I am referring to my job as a food server), the food sucked, but they still enjoyed their experience, because I'm hillarious AND a good suck up. Make sense?
How often do you get into trouble with your parents? never, I'm like this perfect child . . . I've never been grounded.
As of right now, are you happy with your life? a little stressed out, a little frustrated, but I'm not unhappy.
Anything sore/hurt you right now? my throat . . . a little
What's the last thing you spent money on? food
Who was the last person you hung out with? Bill, Matthew, Dave, Joe, Beth, Lisa, Jimmy . . . the whole NewsRadio gang . . . well except for Catherine, she left.
What did you do today? I just woke up and now I'm doing this.
Is there anyone on your mind? If so, who? nope, not at the moment
Do you like the color of your eyes? sure, why not
Do you have a sunburn right now? no, I'm pretty pale.
What was the last thing to enter your mouth? Hi-C fruit punch
What can you hear right now? my roommates alarm clock that has been going off for like five minutes now. Sounds like church bells . . . it'll probably go off for another couple hours.
Was today a nice day? it just started, but the high temp. is suppose to be 66 degrees . . . so . . .you tell me.
Do you have any tattoos? no
Does someone like you? most likely, I'm kind of amazing . . . no one that I know about though
What is the last thing you watched on TV? NewsRadio
Is Pluto a planet? Never been there . . . wouldn't know.
Do you believe there is a God? Yes
Do you make up your own words? on my good days
Is your bed made? no, I'm lying in it . . . although technically I don't have a bed, but the one I use isn't made.
Are you warm or cold right now? neither, i'm juuuust right
Do you miss anyone right now? no . . . these questions are making me feel selfish
Are you currently reading any books? yes
Do you like Gummy Bears? yes, but lately every time I eat them I end up with a headache.
Show three smiles you use often on the computer: I never make those . . . I'm too sarcastic to put a smile at the end of a typed sentence.
What time is it right now? 11:26 am
When was the last time you went to the doctors?
July
Is there something you should be doing right now? I should be dumpster diving for boxes
Who were your last three texts from: My sister . . . my sister . . . and . . . my sister (same sister, not different sisters) ( Yes, I have more than one sister)
What is something you don't get? I don't get how an alarm can go off for hours and hours and you don't hear it. Why even set the damn thing!
Have you ever dyed your hair an outrageous color? the most outrageous would be red. you decide.
When was the last time you went to the mall? I work at a mall . . . in a sense .. . does that count? If so, yesterday . . . if not . . . like two weeks ago.
Who were you last in the car with? just myself
Do you run into people you know at the store often? practically never .. . wait, make that never . . . I've only lived in this town for 6 months. . . . and it's pretty big.
Do you like the game Tetris? I can get addicted, but I'm not right now.
What's your first and middle name together? MadelynSuzanne . . . some people like to shorten this version.
If someone doesn't like you it's probably because: ummm . . . I don't really want to talk about that, lets just say they have good reason, and I've learned a valuable lesson from it.
Have you ever been in a play? in middle school, I think I was a bunny . . . not to mention the countless times I've played a sheep, or a barn yard animal. It's a wonder I never got discovered.
How much jewlery are you wearing right now? a ring, which means nothing, and a necklace which means I love bowling.
Have you ever made a snowman? sadly no.
Do you have a hard time sleeping? only when my throat is scratchy, or my back is achy, or I have a lot on my mind . . . in other words, yeah I do.
Are you in a good mood? I'm not in a bad one.
Do you think that someone is currently thinking about you? chances are usually high that anyone could be thinking about you . . . whether its your mom, or someone that hates you. So just because someone is thinking about me doesn't mean it's a good thing. Not that you said that it was, that just always seems to be the implication.
What was the highlight of your week? these two Guests (customers) telling me that they had a great experience because of me ( I am referring to my job as a food server), the food sucked, but they still enjoyed their experience, because I'm hillarious AND a good suck up. Make sense?
How often do you get into trouble with your parents? never, I'm like this perfect child . . . I've never been grounded.
As of right now, are you happy with your life? a little stressed out, a little frustrated, but I'm not unhappy.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
AhhhhHHHHHHH! That's me screaming.
Decisions, Decisions, Decisions.
Another day, another option to resolve my current situation.
My brother called me today . . . because he cares . . . and because he read my last post. Which was a little shocking, based on the number of comments he has made, I was conviced that only his girlfriend read it.
Anyway, he gave a compelling argument for moving back to Ventura . . . and back in with my parents. Ughhh. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents and I never had a problem with living with them, but I told myself I would never move back in with them.
But he brought up how much money I could save ( imagine dollar signs in my eyes right now), and he said that I would be the perfect person to help my mom fix up the place.
Those of you have been there know what I'm talking about. This is something that I have dreamed of doing for the last 4 years. I think it would be fun. I love to make things cleaner. (Ever since living with my sister that is).
Here's the problem. I've already changed my mind about where I'm going to move once, so I don't want to be hasty this time. I need to think this through.
Here's what I would like from you, my readers. . . ADVICE, and lots of it . . . submitted anonymously so I don't know who it's coming from. Give me your honest opinion. No offense will be taken.
I have to go to work now, but when I get back I expect lots and lots of comments!
Another day, another option to resolve my current situation.
My brother called me today . . . because he cares . . . and because he read my last post. Which was a little shocking, based on the number of comments he has made, I was conviced that only his girlfriend read it.
Anyway, he gave a compelling argument for moving back to Ventura . . . and back in with my parents. Ughhh. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents and I never had a problem with living with them, but I told myself I would never move back in with them.
But he brought up how much money I could save ( imagine dollar signs in my eyes right now), and he said that I would be the perfect person to help my mom fix up the place.
Those of you have been there know what I'm talking about. This is something that I have dreamed of doing for the last 4 years. I think it would be fun. I love to make things cleaner. (Ever since living with my sister that is).
Here's the problem. I've already changed my mind about where I'm going to move once, so I don't want to be hasty this time. I need to think this through.
Here's what I would like from you, my readers. . . ADVICE, and lots of it . . . submitted anonymously so I don't know who it's coming from. Give me your honest opinion. No offense will be taken.
I have to go to work now, but when I get back I expect lots and lots of comments!
Friday, January 9, 2009
2 in one day AGAIN???!!!
Okay so I'm writing this because I have some news. Earlier today I found out that my roommates are moving out. Which I was already aware of kinda sorta, its complicated. Anyway, I'm not going to get into all the details of that. The point is, I made a fast decision to just move back to San Diego.
But now, after looking at craigslist in SF Bay area, I have decided to try and find a room for rent here. If that doesn't work out then I'll do what I have to do. But when I decided to move back to San Diego I felt like a failure and it didn't feel good. I think I was just trying to take the easy way out.
Who knows, maybe this is a big mistake, maybe it's not, but I don't think I'm ready to go back to San Diego yet. And I don't want to be the kind of person who just gives up so easily.
Note: I am in no way implying that my roommates are taking the easy way out. I am not being passive aggressive, I am just talking about me and how I feel. Plus I already told a few people that I was moving back to SD and I don't feel like calling them again and telling them I've changed my mind. This just seems easier. Also, I might change my mind back again tomorrow. So watch for a post. I'm very indecisive right now.
But now, after looking at craigslist in SF Bay area, I have decided to try and find a room for rent here. If that doesn't work out then I'll do what I have to do. But when I decided to move back to San Diego I felt like a failure and it didn't feel good. I think I was just trying to take the easy way out.
Who knows, maybe this is a big mistake, maybe it's not, but I don't think I'm ready to go back to San Diego yet. And I don't want to be the kind of person who just gives up so easily.
Note: I am in no way implying that my roommates are taking the easy way out. I am not being passive aggressive, I am just talking about me and how I feel. Plus I already told a few people that I was moving back to SD and I don't feel like calling them again and telling them I've changed my mind. This just seems easier. Also, I might change my mind back again tomorrow. So watch for a post. I'm very indecisive right now.
Stand by
Grrr . . . my twitter isn't working which doesn't make any sense because my brothers still works. Well, since you can't see my latest one, I want everyone to know that something terrible happened last night . . . I lost a dollar! I don't know where it went, one minute it was in my pocket, and the next it wasn't. I mean COME ON! Hopefully the person who found it needed it more than me.
So this morning I was on Stand-by for work. I didn't get called in. I really wanted to go in. I'm trying to pick up a shift for tonight, but I doubt it will happen. Everybody wants shifts and nobody is getting them. FRUSTRATION to the tenth power!
Oh well, I guess this means I can work on my top secret project today.
Don't ask it's top secret. I know I shouldn't have said anything if that's the case, but it's fun for me because I know what it is.
Have a nice day.
So this morning I was on Stand-by for work. I didn't get called in. I really wanted to go in. I'm trying to pick up a shift for tonight, but I doubt it will happen. Everybody wants shifts and nobody is getting them. FRUSTRATION to the tenth power!
Oh well, I guess this means I can work on my top secret project today.
Don't ask it's top secret. I know I shouldn't have said anything if that's the case, but it's fun for me because I know what it is.
Have a nice day.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
2 in one day! are you kidding me?
No I'm not. It's you're luck day, because I am on some sort of posting roll! Maybe it's the 34 visitors I had today (FYI: it was probably the same 6 people over and over again), or maybe I'm just in blog mode. I don't know, but enjoy it while it lasts people, because you never know when a drought will come.
Today I was feeling kind of down, for whatever reason, and I decided that sitting in the garage was a good idea. While I was in there I decided to look through my stuff because I'm working on a top secret project (don't ask its a secret) and I needed some supplies. I thought I might find them in there. I didn't. But I did find some old journals and I thought reading them just might lift my spirits a bit.
And they did, so I thought I would share one of my entry's with you. The day was March 26th, 2007. The location: Reno, Nevada. I was visiting my friend, now roommate, Anna. Lucky for you I kept a diary while I was there, in hopes that it would bring a smile to my face on a later date. It did.
Every time you see something similar to this (*&^) it means I have something hilarious to say about the sentence preceding it. You will find these comments, in order, at the end. Also names have been changed for that one reason names should be changed . . . you know like in books and TV shows and whatnot.
So here it goes:
Yesterday was fun in a boring way. (*$*) We started out by going to Anna's church. I didn't really like it. ($*$)I was practically crying the whole time because I kept thinking about you know who. (^^^)After that we went to a sandwich place called Mr. Pickles. (@@@) I bought a t-shirt. We went with her friends B.J. and Janelle, they are cool people. CJ is only 16, but you'd never know it if he didn't tell you. Then we went to B.J.'s house and myspaced it up. After like 2 hours of that we went to Reno to meet up with Tammy (Anna's best friend at the time) who was working at 99 dollar guitar. I like that place and now I want a guitar. (&%&) We hung out therefor like two hours trying to figure out what we wanted to do. Finally we decided to go to the mall. I didn't buy anything, but B.J. bought some shirts. After that fun adventure we went to Starbucks and then Walmart, where I bought a fabric marker to write something unique on my white t-shirt. ($$$)I still haven't thought of anything yet. Next we traveled to find some food. We wanted to go somewhere we had never been. We saw a place called Irish - something or other (can't remember the name) but when we saw the prices we booked it. Then we found a place called Black Bear Diner (!@!) We went inside and it looked like a place we could afford. (###) I had a cheeseburger because for some reason I really like them lately. It was good. After that we went back to Anna's and just hung out for a while. B.J. and Tammy left at about 10 and me and Anna watched 2 documentries that were super addicting. One was on conjoined twins who had 2 heads and one body . . . it was freakin' weird. The second one was on primordial dwarfs.(*^#) It was about this tiny girl who would never grow past 3 1/2 feet tall. It was crazy. Then we fell asleep.
Wow, what an amazing journey into my past.
(*$*) - - - Fun in a boring way? What does that even mean?
($*$) The Church - both Bo (Anna's current boyfriend, as well as ex-boyfriend at the time of this journal . . . long story) and Anna realize now how ridiculous this church is . . . But I knew it first. ( I would also like to mention that Bo was also at church that day and it was the first time I ever saw him in person . . .whew . . . did chills just go down your spine . . . me too . . . not really.)
(^^^) ah yes," you know who", I want to clarify that I was not crying over Voldemort the famous Harry Potter villain, although looking back he seems more worth crying over, but the boy who had most recently broken my heart.
(@@@) mmmmm, Mr. Pickles . . .
(&!&) I have a guitar now, and I am proud to say that I actually picked it up and tried to play it today for the first time in like 3 months. Definitely worth it.
($$$) coincidentally that was the day Anna bought the very same fabric markers that were used to create my bowling shirt on a t-shirt masterpieces.
(!@!) QUESTION! What kind of bear is best? . . FALSE! BLACK BEAR!
(###) I think we realized we could afford this place when we saw the paper menu's and the sign that said "Seat yourself".
(*^#) Anna and I still, to this day, love to talk about primordial dwarfs.
So there you have it. Two posts in one day, a blast from my past, and hilarious afterthoughts to said blast from my past.
Today I was feeling kind of down, for whatever reason, and I decided that sitting in the garage was a good idea. While I was in there I decided to look through my stuff because I'm working on a top secret project (don't ask its a secret) and I needed some supplies. I thought I might find them in there. I didn't. But I did find some old journals and I thought reading them just might lift my spirits a bit.
And they did, so I thought I would share one of my entry's with you. The day was March 26th, 2007. The location: Reno, Nevada. I was visiting my friend, now roommate, Anna. Lucky for you I kept a diary while I was there, in hopes that it would bring a smile to my face on a later date. It did.
Every time you see something similar to this (*&^) it means I have something hilarious to say about the sentence preceding it. You will find these comments, in order, at the end. Also names have been changed for that one reason names should be changed . . . you know like in books and TV shows and whatnot.
So here it goes:
Yesterday was fun in a boring way. (*$*) We started out by going to Anna's church. I didn't really like it. ($*$)I was practically crying the whole time because I kept thinking about you know who. (^^^)After that we went to a sandwich place called Mr. Pickles. (@@@) I bought a t-shirt. We went with her friends B.J. and Janelle, they are cool people. CJ is only 16, but you'd never know it if he didn't tell you. Then we went to B.J.'s house and myspaced it up. After like 2 hours of that we went to Reno to meet up with Tammy (Anna's best friend at the time) who was working at 99 dollar guitar. I like that place and now I want a guitar. (&%&) We hung out therefor like two hours trying to figure out what we wanted to do. Finally we decided to go to the mall. I didn't buy anything, but B.J. bought some shirts. After that fun adventure we went to Starbucks and then Walmart, where I bought a fabric marker to write something unique on my white t-shirt. ($$$)I still haven't thought of anything yet. Next we traveled to find some food. We wanted to go somewhere we had never been. We saw a place called Irish - something or other (can't remember the name) but when we saw the prices we booked it. Then we found a place called Black Bear Diner (!@!) We went inside and it looked like a place we could afford. (###) I had a cheeseburger because for some reason I really like them lately. It was good. After that we went back to Anna's and just hung out for a while. B.J. and Tammy left at about 10 and me and Anna watched 2 documentries that were super addicting. One was on conjoined twins who had 2 heads and one body . . . it was freakin' weird. The second one was on primordial dwarfs.(*^#) It was about this tiny girl who would never grow past 3 1/2 feet tall. It was crazy. Then we fell asleep.
Wow, what an amazing journey into my past.
(*$*) - - - Fun in a boring way? What does that even mean?
($*$) The Church - both Bo (Anna's current boyfriend, as well as ex-boyfriend at the time of this journal . . . long story) and Anna realize now how ridiculous this church is . . . But I knew it first. ( I would also like to mention that Bo was also at church that day and it was the first time I ever saw him in person . . .whew . . . did chills just go down your spine . . . me too . . . not really.)
(^^^) ah yes," you know who", I want to clarify that I was not crying over Voldemort the famous Harry Potter villain, although looking back he seems more worth crying over, but the boy who had most recently broken my heart.
(@@@) mmmmm, Mr. Pickles . . .
(&!&) I have a guitar now, and I am proud to say that I actually picked it up and tried to play it today for the first time in like 3 months. Definitely worth it.
($$$) coincidentally that was the day Anna bought the very same fabric markers that were used to create my bowling shirt on a t-shirt masterpieces.
(!@!) QUESTION! What kind of bear is best? . . FALSE! BLACK BEAR!
(###) I think we realized we could afford this place when we saw the paper menu's and the sign that said "Seat yourself".
(*^#) Anna and I still, to this day, love to talk about primordial dwarfs.
So there you have it. Two posts in one day, a blast from my past, and hilarious afterthoughts to said blast from my past.
She picked me! ME! ME! ME!
Cadiz12 (sounds like Ma! please!) tagged me for six thingy thingersons.
RULES: Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
Let each person know that s/he's been tagged by leaving comments on their blogs. Link to the person that tagged you. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
Here we go, I hope you still like me when I tell you these things. (whoa, deja vu!) . . . you don't know this, but I've been staring at the screen for about 5 minutes now . . . I'm drawing a blank here.
1.) I like it when I'm shorter than people because it makes me feel adorable.
2.) I crack my knuckles about every two minutes. At least I think, I don't really realize it every time I do it.
3.) I hate looking at my phone to see if anyone called in front of other people.
4.) I'm freezing my ass off right now to save a few bucks on energy costs.
5.) When there's nothing on tv I spend about 20 minutes looking for something on demand only to decide I would rather just watch regular tv. This happens daily.
6.) when I was in college I had a lot of trouble taking notes because I was terrified that I would forget what an abbreviation meant. So I just wrote everything. In fact I had to write it in the exact way my professor did. I do the same thing when I take orders while I'm serving (minus the professor part.
Okay, this was a lot harder than I thought it would be. I thought I was pretty weird. Kind of hurts a little to discover how normal I am.
I can only tag one person, because I only know of two fellow bloggers and one of them already tagged me. So I will tag Jon. I fear that he will not actually do it though, based on his well known inconsistency to post.
RULES: Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
Let each person know that s/he's been tagged by leaving comments on their blogs. Link to the person that tagged you. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.
Here we go, I hope you still like me when I tell you these things. (whoa, deja vu!) . . . you don't know this, but I've been staring at the screen for about 5 minutes now . . . I'm drawing a blank here.
1.) I like it when I'm shorter than people because it makes me feel adorable.
2.) I crack my knuckles about every two minutes. At least I think, I don't really realize it every time I do it.
3.) I hate looking at my phone to see if anyone called in front of other people.
4.) I'm freezing my ass off right now to save a few bucks on energy costs.
5.) When there's nothing on tv I spend about 20 minutes looking for something on demand only to decide I would rather just watch regular tv. This happens daily.
6.) when I was in college I had a lot of trouble taking notes because I was terrified that I would forget what an abbreviation meant. So I just wrote everything. In fact I had to write it in the exact way my professor did. I do the same thing when I take orders while I'm serving (minus the professor part.
Okay, this was a lot harder than I thought it would be. I thought I was pretty weird. Kind of hurts a little to discover how normal I am.
I can only tag one person, because I only know of two fellow bloggers and one of them already tagged me. So I will tag Jon. I fear that he will not actually do it though, based on his well known inconsistency to post.
Monday, January 5, 2009
When the roommates are away, Madelyn will play
Okay. So, on Friday night my roommates went to Nevada, A place they frequent even though both of them say they hated living there.They have been gone for 3 days now and are returning to night. I think. We kind of got into a big argument.
The point is, as soon as they left I began doing things I'm pretty sure I would never get away with when they are here.
I had one project in particular that took pretty much the entire weekend.
Most of you have never been here, so you don't know the hideousness that is our couch. Let's just say that the fabric is a material commonly used for comfortable pants. Well . . . we have this couch cover to disguise its ugliness, but about a month ago I got tired of using it because it always came loose . . . to the point of making it (the couch)look worse.
Okay, so as soon as they left I began to clean the (linen) closet because it had been driving me crazy since I got here. While I was cleaning it I came across the sofa cover I had come to loath, and tried to put it away neatly. Unfortunately it was harder to fold than a fitted sheet. In my frustration I decided to go ahead with an idea that a certain roommate wouldn't let me do before.
The idea was this: I would cut it into pieces and sew it directly onto the couch in order to prevent movement. Of course as most of you know, ideas always sound much better, and more importantly, easier, in theory. But I had to do it, and this was my only chance. With both roommates gone and no chance of them returning any time soon I felt . . . INVINCIBLE! Yeah I said it! No one to tell me what I could and couldn't do to THEIR property! MUAHAHAHAHA.
I began my mission by going to the store to buy thread and needles. When I was ready to begin the sewing process, I knew it was going to be difficult, as I had tried several times (unsuccessfully) to repair my own pants. But I was determined.
Sometimes you start something determined and remain that way the entire time. That was not the case this time. After about two hours and only 6 inches of sewing completed I was ready to give up. Unfortunately I knew that wasn't an option. Damage had already been done and I couldn't just let myself fail. Why you ask? One Main Reason . . . I couldn't take the ugly couch in our living room anymore.(****)
Instead of continuing with my terrible sewing job, I decided to find another way. Than I remembered the gorilla glue in my closet (mostly because I had just cleaned said closet out).
Don't panic, I didn't use the gorilla glue, mostly because it said it ruined fabric . . . but there were other reasons too (okay, no there weren't).
However, I thought that if there was a glue out there that a friend of mine used to hold his boat together, than there must be one for something as simple as fabric.
However the search would have to wait. It was 3 am in the morning at this point, and I was pretty sure Joanne's fabric store was closed.
The next morning . . . okay afternoon (hey I went to bed at like 4am) . . . I headed to the aforementioned store, in an even more determined state than the night before,to get supplies.
Well GUESS WHAT? I found what I will now forever refer to as "a miracle in a bottle". Some people call it "Liquid Stitch". I bought a couple bottles and headed home.
Don't get me wrong, when I first bought it I wasn't sure that it was "a miracle in a bottle". So I did a little research on the stuff. No, I didn't use the stupid internet . . . I called my mommy.
She said that it was normally used for patchwork or quilting or something. I don't remember the exact details of this conversation.
I knew at this point that there would have to be more sewing involved . . . or would there? I began gluing the fabric to the couch. It said it would take a half hour to dry, so I glued and waited. Passing the time with episodes of "NewsRadio" of course.
Once the glue was dry, I tested it by pulling the fabric . . . at first just a little bit, than a little more, and than with half my might (hey, sitting down is hardly the equivalent of pulling on the fabric with ALL your might) . . . it worked.
Because my laziness usually exceeds my potential, I took this as a sign that there would be no more need for sewing!
Two days later the couch is finished, and while I feel the glue will hold, only time and constantly sitting on the couch will tell. It doesn't really matter though . . . I'm pretty sure nothing I've done could possibly make the couch any uglier than it already was.(&&)
(****) As most of you know I used to live with my older younger(#) sister and I've realized over the last three months that her obsessive need for things to look nice and be clean as well rubbed off on to me a little more than I would have liked. I'm pretty sure I can be diagnosed with O.C.D. now. But whatever, better than living in a mess.
(&&) I know I said the couch is (was) ugly, but I would like to clarify that although this is true, the couch is also very comfortable.
(#)Older than me, younger than my oldest sister.
Until next time . . .
The point is, as soon as they left I began doing things I'm pretty sure I would never get away with when they are here.
I had one project in particular that took pretty much the entire weekend.
Most of you have never been here, so you don't know the hideousness that is our couch. Let's just say that the fabric is a material commonly used for comfortable pants. Well . . . we have this couch cover to disguise its ugliness, but about a month ago I got tired of using it because it always came loose . . . to the point of making it (the couch)look worse.
Okay, so as soon as they left I began to clean the (linen) closet because it had been driving me crazy since I got here. While I was cleaning it I came across the sofa cover I had come to loath, and tried to put it away neatly. Unfortunately it was harder to fold than a fitted sheet. In my frustration I decided to go ahead with an idea that a certain roommate wouldn't let me do before.
The idea was this: I would cut it into pieces and sew it directly onto the couch in order to prevent movement. Of course as most of you know, ideas always sound much better, and more importantly, easier, in theory. But I had to do it, and this was my only chance. With both roommates gone and no chance of them returning any time soon I felt . . . INVINCIBLE! Yeah I said it! No one to tell me what I could and couldn't do to THEIR property! MUAHAHAHAHA.
I began my mission by going to the store to buy thread and needles. When I was ready to begin the sewing process, I knew it was going to be difficult, as I had tried several times (unsuccessfully) to repair my own pants. But I was determined.
Sometimes you start something determined and remain that way the entire time. That was not the case this time. After about two hours and only 6 inches of sewing completed I was ready to give up. Unfortunately I knew that wasn't an option. Damage had already been done and I couldn't just let myself fail. Why you ask? One Main Reason . . . I couldn't take the ugly couch in our living room anymore.(****)
Instead of continuing with my terrible sewing job, I decided to find another way. Than I remembered the gorilla glue in my closet (mostly because I had just cleaned said closet out).
Don't panic, I didn't use the gorilla glue, mostly because it said it ruined fabric . . . but there were other reasons too (okay, no there weren't).
However, I thought that if there was a glue out there that a friend of mine used to hold his boat together, than there must be one for something as simple as fabric.
However the search would have to wait. It was 3 am in the morning at this point, and I was pretty sure Joanne's fabric store was closed.
The next morning . . . okay afternoon (hey I went to bed at like 4am) . . . I headed to the aforementioned store, in an even more determined state than the night before,to get supplies.
Well GUESS WHAT? I found what I will now forever refer to as "a miracle in a bottle". Some people call it "Liquid Stitch". I bought a couple bottles and headed home.
Don't get me wrong, when I first bought it I wasn't sure that it was "a miracle in a bottle". So I did a little research on the stuff. No, I didn't use the stupid internet . . . I called my mommy.
She said that it was normally used for patchwork or quilting or something. I don't remember the exact details of this conversation.
I knew at this point that there would have to be more sewing involved . . . or would there? I began gluing the fabric to the couch. It said it would take a half hour to dry, so I glued and waited. Passing the time with episodes of "NewsRadio" of course.
Once the glue was dry, I tested it by pulling the fabric . . . at first just a little bit, than a little more, and than with half my might (hey, sitting down is hardly the equivalent of pulling on the fabric with ALL your might) . . . it worked.
Because my laziness usually exceeds my potential, I took this as a sign that there would be no more need for sewing!
Two days later the couch is finished, and while I feel the glue will hold, only time and constantly sitting on the couch will tell. It doesn't really matter though . . . I'm pretty sure nothing I've done could possibly make the couch any uglier than it already was.(&&)
(****) As most of you know I used to live with my older younger(#) sister and I've realized over the last three months that her obsessive need for things to look nice and be clean as well rubbed off on to me a little more than I would have liked. I'm pretty sure I can be diagnosed with O.C.D. now. But whatever, better than living in a mess.
(&&) I know I said the couch is (was) ugly, but I would like to clarify that although this is true, the couch is also very comfortable.
(#)Older than me, younger than my oldest sister.
Until next time . . .
Friday, January 2, 2009
Overwhelming
The urge to post at 2:39 in the morning is overwhelming right now. So here I am, posting, at 2:39ish in the morning.
Why this overwhelming need to post?
I just feel the need to share my wisdom with the world . . . or in this case the 6 different, possibly 7, people that read this blog.
Have you ever bought too many good CD's at once only to find yourself torn between which one to listen to on your way to work? I'm not going to lie, it's rough! And it's an inner struggle I face every morning when I get into the car. The only thing worse than too much good music, is none.
You know what I mean? You're sick of all your CD's, and even when you put in one you haven't listened too in what seems like forever, it still doesn't fill the void.
I would, at this point like to acknowledge my brother, who brought this up in a long car ride home not so long ago.
But I know we have all felt that pain.
Another thing I have struggled with these last few days is this: SCENARIO: I'm really tired. . . can barely keep my eyes open. . . lying in bed. . . desperate for sleep . . . and yet. . . I want . . . NAY. . . NEED to watch just one more episode of NewsRadio. So i give in to my desires for said episode . . . but wait . . . I must watch just one more! The battle between sleep or just one more episode goes on and on . . . until . . . CRAP, it's almost time to get up for work! BUT I STILL WANT TO WATCH JUST ONE MORE EPISODE! OKAY, okay, I'll call in sick, but just this once.
*Don't worry folks, the last part of that paragraph was exaggerated a little bit. I never called in sick . . . I just didn't show up at all.
At this point in my post I would like to announce My newest business idea. I know most of you will agree that it is great. Okay, here it goes . . . t-shirts . . . wait for it . . . little bit longer . . . THAT LOOK LIKE BOWLING SHIRTS!
They were a huge hit at Christmas.
I would now like to apologize to my brothers girlfriend who has not received hers yet. Don't worry, you will be able to buy one soon for only $19.95 . . . $24.95 if you want your name on it.
It's time to do some thanking. Christmas was about a week ago, and let me just say . . . I raked in some good stuff this year.
First and foremost I would like to thank my older sister, not the oldest one, although she will be thanked shortly, but my older younger one. She made me an awesome sign that said "Will Work 4 Red Bull". Currently it is hanging on my bedroom door, but I'm sure that someday, not too long from now, you will find me with it on street corners.
Next of course is my Oldest Older sister who also gave me several wonderful gifts: A pen that says it floats on the box, but actually sort of just sits in place . . . not that I don't love it, 2 stuffed hippo's (a girl and a boy of course) which I most regrettably left at my parents house . . . (along with the pen). . . but should have soon enough once my mom sends them to me, a calendar, a lovely star she handmade with what seems to be cardboard and a pound of glitter . . . I love it . . . and I think that was it . . . forgive me if I've forgotten anything.
My Parents always get me wonderful gifts of course. This year I received a set of pajamas, a snuggie (if you don't know what that is, look it up. "I Shouldn't be Doing This, and Other Things That Strike Me as Funny" a book by Bob Newhart. A t-shirt with a cat face on it, a cool puzzle . . . and . . . ummm . . . I'm blanking here, that might have been all, and I feel terrible for forgetting, but they have 4 kids so i doubt they will remember either.
And Last but not least My secret Santa, some also refer to him as my brother. He picked a load of good things, My personal favorite was a Steve Carell bobblehead. But all of them were good really. There was trivial pursuit, two versions if you count the one I stole from him, several pairs of scrubs, books (some from his girlfriend, as well as recommended by her), and of course the entire series of NewsRadio.
I love all my gifts, even the ones I possibly forgot to list. SO THANK YOU. ( Just so you know, this is sort of my thank you card, so don't be expecting one in the mail).
All right, wisdom shared.
Nighty Night!
*I'm sure most of you understand me and my sarcasm well enough to know that I have not missed any work due to a television program I own on DVD.
Why this overwhelming need to post?
I just feel the need to share my wisdom with the world . . . or in this case the 6 different, possibly 7, people that read this blog.
Have you ever bought too many good CD's at once only to find yourself torn between which one to listen to on your way to work? I'm not going to lie, it's rough! And it's an inner struggle I face every morning when I get into the car. The only thing worse than too much good music, is none.
You know what I mean? You're sick of all your CD's, and even when you put in one you haven't listened too in what seems like forever, it still doesn't fill the void.
I would, at this point like to acknowledge my brother, who brought this up in a long car ride home not so long ago.
But I know we have all felt that pain.
Another thing I have struggled with these last few days is this: SCENARIO: I'm really tired. . . can barely keep my eyes open. . . lying in bed. . . desperate for sleep . . . and yet. . . I want . . . NAY. . . NEED to watch just one more episode of NewsRadio. So i give in to my desires for said episode . . . but wait . . . I must watch just one more! The battle between sleep or just one more episode goes on and on . . . until . . . CRAP, it's almost time to get up for work! BUT I STILL WANT TO WATCH JUST ONE MORE EPISODE! OKAY, okay, I'll call in sick, but just this once.
*Don't worry folks, the last part of that paragraph was exaggerated a little bit. I never called in sick . . . I just didn't show up at all.
At this point in my post I would like to announce My newest business idea. I know most of you will agree that it is great. Okay, here it goes . . . t-shirts . . . wait for it . . . little bit longer . . . THAT LOOK LIKE BOWLING SHIRTS!
They were a huge hit at Christmas.
I would now like to apologize to my brothers girlfriend who has not received hers yet. Don't worry, you will be able to buy one soon for only $19.95 . . . $24.95 if you want your name on it.
It's time to do some thanking. Christmas was about a week ago, and let me just say . . . I raked in some good stuff this year.
First and foremost I would like to thank my older sister, not the oldest one, although she will be thanked shortly, but my older younger one. She made me an awesome sign that said "Will Work 4 Red Bull". Currently it is hanging on my bedroom door, but I'm sure that someday, not too long from now, you will find me with it on street corners.
Next of course is my Oldest Older sister who also gave me several wonderful gifts: A pen that says it floats on the box, but actually sort of just sits in place . . . not that I don't love it, 2 stuffed hippo's (a girl and a boy of course) which I most regrettably left at my parents house . . . (along with the pen). . . but should have soon enough once my mom sends them to me, a calendar, a lovely star she handmade with what seems to be cardboard and a pound of glitter . . . I love it . . . and I think that was it . . . forgive me if I've forgotten anything.
My Parents always get me wonderful gifts of course. This year I received a set of pajamas, a snuggie (if you don't know what that is, look it up. "I Shouldn't be Doing This, and Other Things That Strike Me as Funny" a book by Bob Newhart. A t-shirt with a cat face on it, a cool puzzle . . . and . . . ummm . . . I'm blanking here, that might have been all, and I feel terrible for forgetting, but they have 4 kids so i doubt they will remember either.
And Last but not least My secret Santa, some also refer to him as my brother. He picked a load of good things, My personal favorite was a Steve Carell bobblehead. But all of them were good really. There was trivial pursuit, two versions if you count the one I stole from him, several pairs of scrubs, books (some from his girlfriend, as well as recommended by her), and of course the entire series of NewsRadio.
I love all my gifts, even the ones I possibly forgot to list. SO THANK YOU. ( Just so you know, this is sort of my thank you card, so don't be expecting one in the mail).
All right, wisdom shared.
Nighty Night!
*I'm sure most of you understand me and my sarcasm well enough to know that I have not missed any work due to a television program I own on DVD.
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