Funky

His name is PRINCE... and he is funky!! Marisa and I had the excellent fortune of scoring box seats to the Prince concert last night at Key Arena (thanks Marisa). OH. MY. GOD. It was awesome! Now I'm a girl who has seen Prince live before, but last night blew the other concert out of the water. Last night was upbeat, and then he pulled out his acoustic guitar and did a long set of classics like Little Red Corvette and Cream....acoustically....and thats awesome!!!!

Funnest Move Ever

This past Saturday Marisa moved from her old apartment to a her new, huge, oh-my-god-can-you-BELIEVE-how-much-bigger-it-is-apartment!

Of course the original plan included myself, Marisa, Heather and Elaine, but Elaine and Heather had plans for wedding (not their own, and not the same) so it was just Marisa and I. We made quick work out of the move and in just over 3 1/2 hours we were DONE! After about 5 she was totally unpacked and settled.

Not only was the dolly she rented a total GODSEND, but we had a pretty good time during it all. She gave me the cutest goodie bag with an US magazine, book, hair clips and a plethera of other goodies (I bet y'all wished you would have helped now!!).

So thank you Marisa for making the day fun..or as fun as moving can be :)

Technological Wonder

What takes either:

65 days
or
1560 hours
or
93,600 minutes
or
5,616,000 sec0nds

to create?

My work e-mail. It's officially here. Amazing. I can hardly believe it. It's like living in the real world again...no more paper memos, no more lengthy voicemails, no more tracking down people on foot.

Let me just say...the feeling is incredible.

School

Tonight is my LAST class with classmates that I HATE. I don't often use the word hate, but HATE I DO! They are people who don't see value in others, and it drives me bonkers to talk to them. I feel like I've walked into a WHITE TRASH CONVENTION whenever I have to be around them. Part of being in a class 'peer' group is to be around your peers, but they are people I would never associate in real life, had I the choice.

So to my group...good riddance...may you now be able to focus your odd and mis-calculated ideas on someone else....I'm SO GLAD to be away from you all!

--I dont often lose my shit...but they drive me nuts.

Lack of Interest of Lack of Time?

I used to do a lot. Not to say that working full-time and finishing up school isn't a lot, but I used to have things I liked to do...a lot. Lately over the last year I haven't done much of anything. I've been pressed for time much of each week between working, commuting, studying, going to class, being social and visiting family. I started to think (during my nearly 2-hour nightmare commute this morning)...where did all of my interest go? Here are some things I used to LOVE doing, but rarely ever partake in them anymore:

1. Dancing-- (clubs, classes, in front of my bathroom mirror...doesn't matter, I love it)
2. Rollerblading-- (flying around on wheels...excellent)
3. Crafts-- (specifically cross-stitch, stamping, sewing and beading)
4. Piano-- (the love of my life...but no piano anymore)
5. Working Out-- (used to teach 10 aerobics classes a week and now I hardly ever work out)
6. Swinging-- (no, not sleeping with random people, but being on a swing in a playground...it's a great stress reliever)
7. Cuddling-- (no boy...no cuddling)

So..what should I do about it? Here's the plan:

1. Dancing - enroll in a class

2. Rollerblade - try to get in a few times while the weather is still good

3. Crafts - on the back burner for now...time really doesn't allow

4. Piano - I have a keyboard, I'm going to see if that will make me feel better

5. Working Out - 2 times a week to start until my schedule slows down

6. Swinging - next time I see a swing...I'm on it!

7. Cuddling - Oh soon I hope!!!

Ass Cold

Elaine, Marisa and I went to the ocean yesterday. I've been in Seattle 2 years and up until yesterday had never seen the Washington coast. We left under overcast skies with the hopes it would either clear up or stay the same....but it rained. And not just a little, but a LOT. Big FAT rain! We didn't stay long because of the weather, but had a good time despite it all.

Relaxation

It's something I need. Lately I feel as if I've been doing everything but taking care of me, so this weekend should be good.

Tonight I am meeting the girls for dinner here.

Then we are going to this movie.

Tomorrow I have an appointment to get a 90-minute european facial here.

After my facial the girls and I are planning on going to the ocean here. I havent been to the ocean since I've moved here, which is really sad.

During my car ride, I plan to take naps and read this.

Ahh....relaxation!

Adding Up

Sometimes it's necessary to share a personal philosophy with the world. A friend (and you know who you are) and I were having a discussion last night about sexual partners. We are both well aware of our 'number' and we were talking about when to add or not add to that number. For instance:

Lets say you are with #4 for a couple of months, and then you break up and find #5 after a short while. Number five is great, but doesn't work out so you part ways as friends. Then you decide after a couple of months that that #5, while YUMMY, was not boyfriend material still is YUMMY enough to help occupy your lonely bed for awhile. So do you count him as #5 and #6 or just #5. When does adding experiences finally add up? (I know, thats VERY Carrie Bradshaw)

We agreed that he stays just #5; however, I had a little moment of clarity last night. So lets say you buy a bag of BBQ chips (or whatever junk food you like), you eat that bag and then days later buy another bag, and eat another bag. Although it's the same chip, you still ate TWO bags and shouldn't that count for something?

Counting...and new math

Sometimes it's necessary to share a personal philosophy with the world. A friend (and you know who you are) and I were having a discussion last night about sexual partners. We are both well aware of our 'number' and we were talking about when to add or not add to that number. For instance:

Lets say you are with #4 for a couple of months, and then you break up and find #5 after a short while. Number five is great, but doesn't work out so you part ways as friends. Then you decide after a couple of months that that #5, while YUMMY, was not boyfriend material still is YUMMY enough to help occupy your lonely bed for awhile. So do you count him as #5 and #6 or just #5. When does adding experiences finally add up?

We agreed that he stays just #5; however, I had a little moment of clarity last night. So lets say you buy a bag of BBQ chips (or whatever junk food you like), you eat that bag and then days later buy another bag, and eat another bag. Although it's the same chip, you still ate TWO bags and shouldn't that count for something?

Fashion

I love fashion. Always have, and always will. I was voted best dressed in high school. I like keeping up with new trends, although do not feel the need to follow all of them. You should follow trends if the compliment your personal style, and if they look good on you.

Today I'm trying out a new 'trend', which is pinning an interesting pin or broach to your sweater in a unique spot. I'm wearing mine about 5 inches from the bottom of my sweater off a couple of inches from the middle of my body. Its a beautiful aquarmarine broach that I inherited from my gramdma and I love it. You can see the trend I'm talking about here.

Recently I bought a poncho that I love, although I've only worn in a couple of times. Its a fun piece to have. I know it'll be out of style in a few months, but it was a fun summer piece that only cost me 10.00.

There are trends that should never be follow...case in point: tailored jeans with zippered bottoms....YUCK! What awful designer decided to bring that back after 15 years??? It was awful the first time around, it looks bad on everyone except supermodels (and even then a tad funny).

It's all about him...and some random stuff.

Welcome to the wonderful world of blogging Timo. For those of you who don't know, Timo is one of my new co-workers and someone I go to when I need to laugh or bitch (I never do that...right). We do some not-so-fun tasks like cleaning large storage areas, but we make it fun by laying on thick midwestern accents and singing random songs. Everyone needs a Timo in their office.

On to random news:

--My second date tonight with the virgin. You can all start laughing now as its SO funny, and 'How COULD I corrupt someone so innocent'...let me tell I can...and I just might.

--After 9 weeks...and many hours of bitching to those around me (read above) I now have health benefits under the new division of my company. Needless to say, that doesn't go without a whole other set of mathematical difficulties on their part, but regardless...I'm covered!

--I decided to move my strawberry jelly back to the kitchen, instead of the fridge literally attached to my desk, as otherwise I have to carry it back and forth in order to make lunch. We'll see how long it takes my apparently VERY hungry co-workers to eat it.

--The season finale of Summerland is on tonight and I couldn't be happier! (Ok, well I could be, but whatever) That show is cheesy as all get-out, but entertaining.

A great loss

My great grandmother, Bregida, passed away on Saturday at the age of 99. She was a woman who was honest, spiritual, humble, hard-working, caring, joyous and gave one of the best hugs in the world. She tought me so many things througout my childhood and life and many parts of who I am today are because of her. Rarely do you get to ever meet a great grandparent, but I was lucky enough to spend 26 years in her presence.

In her memory is this poem that reminds me of her by e. e. cummings.

i am a little church(no great cathedral)

far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities

-i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,

i am not sorry when sun and rain make april

my life is the life of the reaper and the sower;

my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving

(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children

whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness

around me surges a miracle of unceasingbirth and glory and death and resurrection:

over my sleeping self float flaming symbols

of hope,and i wake to a perfect patience of mountains

i am a little church(far from the franticworld with its rapture and anguish)

at peace with nature-i do not worry if longer nights grow longest;

i am not sorry when silence becomes singing

winter by spring,i lift my diminutive spire to

merciful Him Whose only now is forever:

standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence

(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)

Bad day

I had a bad day, I'm not going into it...but the day was bad, and now I have the song "Bad Day" by Fuel stuck in my head. Below are the lyrics:

Had a bad day again

She said I would not understand

She left a note and said "I'm sorry, I had a bad day again.

She spilled her coffee, broke her shoelace.

Smeared the lipstick on her face.

Slammed the door and said "I'm sorry, I had a bad day again."

And she swears there's nothing wrong I hear her playing that same old song

She puts me off and puts me on

And had a bad day again

She said I would not understand

She left a note that said, "I'm sorry, I had a bad day again."

The Make-up Counter

Ah, the joys of being a woman. One of those great joys is going to the make-up counter. If you're lucky enough to have a M.A.C. counter in your city, then you will really be able to relate to this. When I was living in Fargo, they didn't have a M.A.C. counter, and therefor I had to e-mail my dad my make-up orders and he would go to the one in Seattle, and ship it back to me. Now that I'm here I can do that all by myself! (dont I feel so grown up).

I've been wearing M.A.C. since I was 18, so for 8 years now, and love it. The foundation is a powder, it goes on nicely, covers well, is moderately priced (if 25.00 is moderate) and lasts a decent amount of time. I have changed 'colors' 4 times now, it seems that every time I go to the counter the saleswoman has a different idea of exactly which 'color' I am...I have fair skin, with pink undertones, and it shouldn't be that hard to narrow down, but I've had foundations from 4 different color zones now, which baffles me because how is that possible? I dont change colors, I'm pretty much never tan on my face, and I havent suddenly become a difference race.

Anyway, at M.A.C. if you bring in 6 empty containers of theirs, they will give you a free lipstick (add that up at 25.00 a compact and its 150.00 for a free 10.00 lipstick...yeah, but deal), but I went with my 6, and waited FOREVER for someone to help me. Me, the girl who has 150.00 worth of evidence needs help, not that person in the makeup chair looking for a free 'lesson' on eyeshadow (when really she just probobly is going out with her friends or boyfriend that night). So I proceed to purchase another 25.00 compact, get my free lipstick (shade called 'Syrup') and be on my way. 25 minutes it took...pathetic....oh the price of beauty!

What to write

I've been feeling challenged on what to write in my blog lately. Maybe my mental/writing block has to do with lack of time. I'm still only working 40-45 hours a week on average, and going to school 2 nights a week, but I'm commuting about 2 hours a day or more and it's starting to take its toll, as expected. I'm sick of the CD's in my car, the Starbucks in the lobby of my building is getting way too much of my business, I'm out of foundation, the payroll situation is still not worked out, the one great player the Mariners had retired this week, my fingernails are breaking like crazy, and I really need to kiss a boy!! All random complaints I know, but concerns nonetheless!

Mish-Mash

This weekend was a little bit of everything...here's a list of what went on:

Plans to go to SeaFair, but didn't because of weather.
Went to the IHOP instead.
Then went to get Marisa's eyebrows waxed.
Decided to look at an apartment for Marisa.
I wanted out of Bellevue so we drove to Seattle.
Drove by a house that Elaine was intereted in.
We called Heather to discuss matters (you know which)
I wanted to stop at a dog park and pretend we had a dog.
Then we went to the waterfron at Golden Gardens park.
We then drove through Kenmore and Lake Forest park on our way to Kirkland.
We hung out at the water for a bit.
Then we went to the movie Before Sunset (ARGH!!!!!! that ending!!!!)
Marisa wanted to relax at her house for awhile.
Read US weekly
Heather called and we decided to go to Ozzies for Karaoke.
Marisa didn't want to go, but elaine and I (ok, mostly I) made her.
We went...got smashed...Marisa met Navy boys.
Heather and I sang Ice Ice Baby.
The rest...is history.

Sunday my dad, step-mom and I went to Anacortes, which was fun because I had never been there. They had a cool art fair, so we walked around, I got corn on the cob and relaxed with my dad.

What a day!

Enough said.

A little Wednesday-morning Ditty

I am driving up...
I-5 in the...
kind of morning that...
lasts all afternoon...
just stuck inside the gloom...and traffic that never ends...and made my commute 40 minutes longer than it normally is...and crazy drivers who don't use their blinkers...and buses that run you over trying to change lanes...when their next stop isn't for miles and miles...

And I get to work...
grab a glass...
to fill with ice from...
the ice maker...but all the ice...in our fabulous under-cabinet mounted ice maker...is now one solid frozen block...because someone can't figure out how...to shut the door...and the ice melts together...and I have to take the time to dump it out....into the sink...and pour hot water over it...so it doesnt take up the whole sink...

I bet the rest of the day has to be just GREAT in order to make up for this morning.

Gloom

It's the first week in August and the gloomy sky today reminds me of the middle of October. Normally this time of year we have what's called a 'Marine' layer that makes the skies cloudy and murky until about noon or so and then it 'burns' off and the day is beautiful after that. No such luck today.

I've been eating outside in a courtyard next to my building during lunch and today I grabbed a grilled cheese sandwich and a magazine and went there to relax and have lunch. I FROZE! Not only is it gloomy, but it's cold! Now I'm not complaining too loundly, as 80 degree weather here makes for REALLY miserable nights in my apartment, but c'mon, this is crazy!

Ok...enough whining for today.

Marisa...thanks for making me feel better. Moving always sucks and it always costs a zillion dollars and thank you for making me relax about it all.

Things that Suck and Don't Suck

Things that Suck:

• Apartment hunting
• Getting up at 6a.m. on a Monday
• Sheet marks on newly painted fingernails

Things that Don't Suck:

• Napoleon Dynamite for the 2nd time, with alternate ending
• Bourne Supremecy (and Matt Damon in general)
• A free $100.00 dinner