tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57138172011-04-21T20:53:49.974-07:00I'm back!cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.comBlogger3041100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-64800797853694948162007-09-19T21:26:00.000-07:002007-09-19T21:29:55.385-07:00

is a name of one of the girls on this season of America's Next Top Model.Isn't that reason enough to watch?Oh wait, she just got kicked off. Never mind.

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I'm about to write something about American Idol. This is where I might say "don't judge me" but I know you already have. It's okay, I'm now at peace with my heartfelt devotion for reality TV. Everyone and their mother has already posted something about this girl. But in case you didn't catch it, young Ferl had a 13 year old moment (or half hour) while her favorite idols attempted to rock out.

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He needs a few more beers before he really kicks up his heels.Photo Sharing - Upload Video - Video Sharing - Share Photos

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Now that I'm back at work I realize that I sometimes need a break from the exciting world of spreadsheets and invoices. Aside from the distraction provided by the construction which sounds like a giant dentist's drill on the other side of the wall and prohibits me from making phone calls, I have found this. I can't get enough of it.

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Since I'm going back to work in two weeks I thought it might be a good idea for me to buy some new clothes; I still don't fit into my pre-pregnancy stuff and as comfortable as maternity clothes are I can't reasonably wear them any longer without feeling like a crazy person. To allow me to shop for a new wardrobe, Alex took Cole all day on Monday and I headed into the city for some retail therapy.

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Now that Cole is almost 3 months old I'm finding time to do things for myself. Things like taking showers, cutting my fingernails and using my computer. Hey, I remember how to type! These nimble fingers can do more than change diapers and snap onesies.Motherhood is much tougher than I thought it would be. Not just the sleep deprivation but the anxiety that comes along with realizing I'm

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The good news is I'm so close. The bad news is the doctor just told me I need to up my dosage of blood thinners, I'm up to 3 full syringes a day. I hope I can avoid any knife fights for the next few weeks.

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give or take...Alex is convinced the baby will be born October 17 and I tend to think that we'll be looking at November 5. Either way I'm very excited and looking forward to meeting the little fellow.

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I'm starting to get to the major fatigue part of my pregnancy. Due to heartburn, excruciating groin pain and residual scabies scratching I usually wake up at 1:30 am and don't get back to sleep until 5 or 6. I used to just lie there in bed and think about how miserable I was. Sometimes I would selfishly whine just enough to make sure that I had company during my pity party, but Alex is very

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Obviously Alex and I are incapable of staying healthy for more than a few weeks at time and unfortunately it seems to be the only subject that keeps me posting stuff here. I was a little reluctant to write about this one, only because it's not something one would usually announce in a public way, but I have no secrets anymore, at least not after peeing my bed in the hospital. While I was in the

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Or as I like to call it, unfortunate illness #731. On the night of August 1 I landed myself a 9 day stay in the beautiful Alta Bates hospital ante-partum unit. Alex and I were having dinner with friends at Greg and Brad's apartment and right before I was ready to dig into my peanut butter cup ice cream I stood up to illustrate a point of the story I was telling and noticed that my left leg felt

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Does this baby make me look fat?

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1153497951133711752006-07-21T08:59:00.000-07:002006-07-21T09:05:51.256-07:00

this is why Irene should never be unattended around a pair of flip-flops (or anything, for that matter).

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My sister and her family moved out here this weekend and I couldn't be happier. Even though my nephew stopped eating his yogurt mid-spoonful to inform me that I am an old woman I'm so very glad they're all here.Irene and Ollie are getting along famously, they even share food and toys. I thought she was over her biting phase until this morning. As she rubbed her head on my leg I told her how

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For some odd reason I started to guilty about how I'll ignore my cat after the baby is born. While in this guilty haze I decided that Ollie needed a playmate so I looked at cats on the Hopalong website and found the cutest little kitty, Irene, who seemed like a good match for Ollie. I sent in my application and got a call back that there was already an adoption pending for Irene. I decided

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A few weeks ago I had to go to Boston for work. This was exciting for me because work was paying me go on a shoot for a story on one of my favorite games AND paying for me to have a little visit with my family as well as Lisa, Ben and their new baby. The night before I left things got ugly because Alex got sick, so sick that I was going to cancel the trip. Somehow, by the time morning rolled

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I decided not to write about this before because I've been tired and going through some big ups and downs, but there's no hiding it anymore, I'm pregnant. 20 weeks to be exact, the baby is due on Halloween.Luckily I decided to spare the internets reports of my countless nights of heartburn and burping (sometimes for 6 continuous hours), my many fruitless shopping trips for new bras and how I used

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Looks I've decided not to post things here anymore. Hmmm, I should start again. But not today... it's a long story and I might write about it someday. Instead I'll post some pictures. Here's what I submitted for Photo Friday this week, the theme is Home.

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Here I am at the same table in JFK, waiting to depart. I have about an hour until I can get on my flight, but don't expect a lengthy post, because I want to make sure I have enough time to get chewed out by one of the employees here at Famiglia Pizza. Our trip was delightful, the room was spacious and the weather was great. We saw Spamalot on Wednesday, then we miraculously won the lottery for

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I'm sitting in JFK enjoying some free wireless action (courtesy of JetBlue) while I wait for my mom's flight to arrive from Boston. My mom and I will be here until Saturday, seeing shows, walking around and whatever else mothers and daughters do. Not too much to report so far, because obviously I haven't left the airport yet, but I will tell you that I ordered my slice of pepperoni pizza from

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If I had posted earlier this month I would have complained about the rain. But since it was sunny today I have nothing but nice things to say about the weather. In fact, I'll even post this picture I took from my balcony yesterday.

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I'm in a slump. It happens. I head down this slippery slope and the next thing I know I'm on the couch with one hand shoved into a box of Wheat Thins and the other hand tightly wrapped around the remote control. If you were to peek in my window you would find me watching such TiVo delights as the Amazing Race, Survivor, Lost and the Office. I've been feeling a small void because Project

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Today my turtle ate some lettuce and yawned a little. I think tomorrow I might let him scoot around in the bathtub for an hour while I braid my hair.

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I'm supposed to write stuff here? Oh, right, this is where I would insert little stories and post funny lyrics from time to time. I would love to update but the lazy me just reminded the bloggy me that after I finish up here at work I still have an episode of Lost, 2 episodes of Top Model and some other crappy shows to catch up on. Not to mention the amount of snacking I have to do.

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I heard this ditty on the way to work this morning and I thought I would share it with everyone.... to help get you in the romantic mood. Magic, by Charlie WilsonGood evening, baby and welcome to the Charlie show Tonight I'm going to be showing you things that you've never seen before so just sit back and relax because tonight I'm going to be doing some things that no man has ever done to you,

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please don't forget to watch all 4, that's right, FOUR, episodes of Arrested Development tonight. I can assure you that they will all kick ass.

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I think I'm almost done with this icky flu thing. Besides coughing up the occasional lung chunk or getting a head rush from standing up too fast, I'm feeling pretty good. I will now share with you a photo of the bounty that Alex left for me on Friday before he left for work: My favorite part was the pudding, so soothing and delicious for swollen tonsils. My least favorite part was the

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I'm sure Oregon is a lovely state, but I only witnessed the outdoor part at night, so I think I missed out on a lot. I was there last Sunday - Tuesday for work and I only saw the insides of a few buildings, including hotels. From one of the offices we visited I got a glimpse of the mountains, and on our three hour drive from Bend to Eugene I could make out a lot of snow piled up on the sides of

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check it and see, I've got a fever of a hundred and three.No, seriously, I do. I'm currently getting my ass kicked by the flu. You know the one, the one I didn't get a shot for this year. I can't explain how much I hate this, not only is it painful, but it's boring. I've only been sitting around the house for about 24 hours and I feel like I'm going crazy. I would get out and take a walk but

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and I have some things I want to write about, but I've been busy as well as lazy. I know those things don't go together, but trust me, it's happening.Here's this week's entry for Photo Friday, the challenge is vanity. If you think this beauty is bewitching from a distance, take a closer look at this dazzling make-up job. Oh, if only we could read the name tag.

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look, I've trained my cat in the art classical ballet.

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We had Zach cremated and last Friday I finally picked up his remains. They had been sitting at the vet's office since last Tuesday, but I lacked the desire to drive over there for a whole week. Frankly, I kept putting it off because I didn't know what to do when I got to the office. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to stroll up to the counter and say "Hi! I'm here to get the ashes that used to

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Over the holiday break (yes, I know I'm not officially in school, but my job gave me a week and a half of free vacation) Alex and I went DVD crazy and watched the entire first season of Lost... in 3 days. After watching the first 24 episodes we realized that we could potentially catch up with the second season, you know, so we could watch the show like normal people. I frantically consulted

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For the past 10 years Alex and I have traded off taking night classes or being full time students. Neither one of us has been a student of any kind since May, and now I've cracked, I can't go on without some education going on around here. I walked five blocks over to Laney College tonight and got the last seat in a basic photography class, where I'll finally learn how to use my camera

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The view from my apartment at sunrise.I'm pretty sure posting a photo this large is going to mess up the sidebar here, but I have no idea how to fix the code for that. This photo looks pretty lame if I post it any smaller, so sidebar be gone. Or I guess if you use Mozilla the sidebar just breaks the photo right in the middle. See why you shouldn't try to get all fancy if you don't understand

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from Honky Tonk Badonkadonk, Adkins TraceNow Honey, you can't blame herFor what her mama gave herYou ain't gotta hate herFor workin' that money-makerBand shuts down at twoBut we're hangin' out till threeWe hate to see her goBut love to watch her leaveWith that honky tonk badonkadonkKeepin' perfect rhythmMake ya wanna swing alongGot it goin' onLike Donkey KongAnd whoo-weeShut my mouth, slap your

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I spaced out last Thursday night forgot all about Photo Friday. Probably because I was too busy watching Jesus Is Magic while eating pizza and drinking beer at the Parkway. I didn't make it into the top 10 entries, or even the top 100, but I did post on Friday, so I'm somewhere in the 200 zone for this challenge which already has over 600 entries. I'm not absolutely sure if this is my best

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I never thought I wanted a cat, but in 1997 I realized I missed the company of a pet. This was shortly after Alex and I moved out of a bad third roommate situation, which unfortunately meant leaving the bad roommate's cute cat behind. I wasn't actively looking for a pet after the move, I just happened to be bored at work one random day that August and noticed that a woman had posted something

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Hope Santa leaves something good under your tree.

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I am in no way telling anyone to not get me a gift basket around Christmas time, but I have to admit that if eat anymore processed cheese, gourmet mustard and smoked sausage on water crackers, I think I might get sick. Alex and I have received 4 boxes full of snacks since last Friday and we haven't cooked dinner since last Thursday. Our gift basket snack consumption has reached levels beyond

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Last year this letter showed up in my mailboxand I would have forwarded it to the North Pole, but it was already January. My favorite part is that Omar doesn't even ask for anything, he's just letting Santa know that he's been good (at least in the summer). If only we could all be more like Omar. A topic that keeps coming up this week is presents from Santa - wrapped or unwrapped? I come from

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I took a small break from Photo Friday, but now I'm back in the game.Photo Friday is taking a break next week, which I guess is good, because it buys me some time on the 23rd to finally get some Christmas shopping done. I really should get started on that whole buying gifts thing.

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1. Buy a gift for your nephew and shove it in a closet for a year.2. Discover toy in closet when you move and put it in box to ship to nephew.3. Bring the box containing the toy to your office and let it sit there for a month.4. Find out from your sister that your nephew has actually been wanting that same exact toy.5. Finally ship the toy to your nephew without even wrapping it.6. Have your

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We got a Christmas tree on Sunday, it involved hours of procrastination, shopping for a tree skirt, lengthy discussions of whether a "tree bag" was necessary, purchase of a tree bag, stops at three different tree lots and an embarrassing sappy handed entrance onto an elevator in our building. All of that was followed by bickering about the tree bag, tearing of the tree bag, disposal of the tree

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It made it all the way from Miami right to our front door. No damage, nothing missing. Oh, clothes, how I missed you. Now I'm out of excuses to get out of doing laundry. I knew this day would come.

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Alex and I have safely returned from Mexico. We are feeling lighter and unburdened... because our big old bag with all our clothes never made it San Francisco. There's nothing like waiting at the luggage-go-round and watching everyone happily snatch their bags off the twirly silver monster and then realizing that you are the last person standing there and the only thing left going around and

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however it has free (and slow) wi-fi at Ah Cocao, so Alex and I will remain here for just a few more minutes... in this place... which slowly sucks out our souls.I posted a few pictures posted on Flickr (with many more to come). Click on these kick ass skulls if you're dying for more. get it? Mexico makes me funny.

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Zach had himself a hypoglycemic episode last night; after playing with Ollie for about 45 minutes he got up, tried to walk away and ended up doing this weird body slam into the stove. Then he staggered around the apartment like Tara Reid on spring break. I was pretty unaware of what was going on because I was on the phone with my friend Rachel, but what I was aware of was Zach eating

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and getting ready for a trip to Mexico.There are still plenty of unpacked boxes in the apartment, but we've run out of steam and that's what the guest room is for anyways (now that my mom is gone). I can't locate any tape, envelopes and some of my CDs, but I'm able to sleep at night, so everything is okay in my book. The move was not fun at all. Hiring movers was a good idea. Hiring the

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I was up at sunrise this morning, so I went out on my balcony and took these photos then stitched them together. I also spied on Alex while he was sleeping. Our balcony allows you to be sneaky; you can leave out one side of the apartment and enter through the other side. It's pretty fun, even though I've already had the bejeezus scared out of me more than once.

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1130997359367580432005-11-02T21:30:00.000-08:002005-11-02T21:59:13.043-08:00

Obviously, I don't need to point out that it's been almost 3 weeks since my last post. Between the move, my mom visiting and finding out that Zach has diabetes it's been a mean October. I don't have time to get into details now because Mom and I are about to eat ice cream while we wait in suspense to see how this episode of Law and Order will wrap up. It's only our third episode today, but I

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1129317254474541322005-10-14T12:10:00.000-07:002005-10-14T12:14:14.483-07:00

This picture is from the PSP launch and the guy in the red car reminded me of someone on the Sopranos. He kept shouting out questions and no one ever answered him. More conspicuous entries here.

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The packing is just about done and most of our apartment looks like thisand this Alex picked up the lease today and I just finished writing my initials a million times. I feel like a total nerd because as I was reading through all 846 pages of it I got a little flutter in my heart when I got to the part about work orders. It goes on and on about what's an emergency and what's not and then I saw

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1128685901548574012005-10-07T15:00:00.000-07:002005-10-07T15:39:34.436-07:00

See what happens when you try to pack up a two bedroom apartment with too much junk, get stuck in hours of traffic everyday going to and from work, find out that you can't see your new apartment without putting up a fight all while dealing with a cat who just had parts removed? See?This last week was a little hectic. The good news is that Zach had his staples removed and everything healed well.

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more darkness photos here.

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I watch a lot of TV. Well, even when I'm not feeling down I watch too much TV. It's a new season, the possibilities are endless, how can I resist? Last night Alex and I watched My Name Is Earl, The Office and The Amazing Race. I'm really digging on Jason Lee as Earl, but what I'm not digging on is the Weaver Family on the Amazing Race. It's a team of a widow and her three kids who like to say

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1127867872445606792005-09-27T19:39:00.000-07:002005-09-27T22:56:30.303-07:00

We got the lab results back today from Zach's procedure and it turns out that the tumor behind Zach's lymph nodes was indeed cancerous. This doesn't mean a lot right now, we just have to wait and see if the cancer has spread or not. I was hoping that it was some weird fatty tumor full of love or something nice, not cancer. From what I've been reading online it seems like he can live up to

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Tonight Alex and I wasted about an hour and watched the worst show ever, Wife Swap. It was an episode that pitted a Christian, sports lovin' family against a swearing, punk rock family. When the "rule changes" came to be, the Christian mom told a mohawked kid that black clothes were forbidden and that he was now to wear vibrant and neat clothes. This rule upset the young anarchist so much that

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1127581805082758752005-09-24T10:09:00.000-07:002005-09-24T10:10:05.090-07:00

Zach made it through surgery just fine and looks very funny with a shaved belly full of staples. They removed two swollen lymph nodes and one tumor. Who knew that Zach was hiding so much in there? Now we just sweat it out until Monday to find out if the tumor was cancerous or not, and if it was, we have to figure out if the cancer spread.I took Oliver in for his first vet visit today. And even

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1127486651634489492005-09-23T11:43:00.000-07:002005-09-23T11:43:05.513-07:00

yeah. That's not exactly what I had in mind for burn, but I put it up anyway.I'm sleepwalking through my day today. I'm doing all the things I know I have to get done, but I'm really thinking about Zach in kitty surgery and hoping everything is okay.

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Today at lunch Christine, Greg and I could not help but overhear the woman at the table behind us SHOUTING a story to her friend as she gobbled up her tempura. It was all about how she met someone famous (I missed the first part of the story, so I can't name drop like she did), had her picture taken with him and had a conversation with him about how she saw him on Oprah and admired all the work

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1127416737115666312005-09-22T12:15:00.000-07:002005-09-22T12:18:57.120-07:00

obviously.I've let you all down.but see with the cats and the dizziness and the... oh never mind. You all knew I'd never make it.

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Alex and I finally filed our "intent to vacate" with the University housing office. Like clockwork, the very next day we got a notice that they'll be showing our apartment to prospective tenants tomorrow morning at 10. The only problem with the showing is that we're not supposed have a cat, let alone two of them. I know they can't kick us out at this point, because we're leaving in less than 30

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1127157147510589752005-09-19T21:53:00.000-07:002005-09-19T22:05:00.726-07:00

Having a blog and not writing in it is so 2003. I'm putting an end to it, right here and now. And all week. Yeah, that's right, I'm going to write something every day this week. How's that for commitment?I could have written about the Chocolate Festival I went to, but I didn't. I could have documented how many boxes I've packed for our move to the deluxe apartment in the sky, but no. Instead

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1126242363368541222005-09-09T07:42:00.000-07:002005-09-09T07:45:36.336-07:00

two for one...I didn't submit my entry for last week's challenge, which was order, until last night. I had this great idea and tried to go to the MAC store on Fourth Street to take a picture of all the purdy lipsticks in their assigned rows. But MAC closed before I got there and the reflection on the window was really awful, so I went with a whole different meaning of order.okay, I know it's kind

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1125632908809927882005-09-02T09:13:00.000-07:002005-09-02T14:19:11.220-07:00

I hate ironing. I don't have to it very often, because I can wear t-shirts and jeans to work, but every once in a while I like to look a little snappy and this means that the iron must come out. Our iron happens to be called "the Sunbeam Touch and Go." I know they're trying to give the impression that ironing your clothes is a breeze with this appliance, but honestly I hate ironing so much and

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1125599820181844432005-09-01T11:35:00.000-07:002005-09-01T11:37:00.186-07:00

Is it inappropriate to have an ice cream social to help make people aware of juvenile diabetes?Because it kind of seems like that's just saying "In your face young diabetics! Check out all this ice cream I can eat and you can't!" However, that will probably not stop me from walking down the hall to get myself a bowl while I think about those poor kids.

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1125171494878651672005-08-27T12:25:00.000-07:002005-08-27T12:38:14.883-07:00

Greg went with me to the vet today, since Alex had to work, and we found out that the 2cm lump on Zach's nipple is not malignant, it's all fat and protein. Now I just have to get Oliver to stop jumping on Zach's back and eating his food and everything will be back to normal.

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This is not really what I had in mind for chaos, but it will do. There are a lot of other cool photos on Photo Friday, so far my favorite is from Mark My Shots.I was pretty bummed out last night because Alex and I found a lump on our old cat, Zach, and I spent WAY too much time looking stuff up on the internet about cats and lumps and found out that 90% of lumps or tumors found on cats are

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Yesterday when I got home from work Alex could barely contain his excitement about all his technological advances within our household. Not only did he make all my dreams come true by replacing the hard drive on my computer and reinstalling all of the software, but he also created a network for our computers and the TiVo. This means that we can now view all our photos on our television through

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I wasn't too crazy about this entry, and I probably should have waited until the end of the week to post something better, but I like making it in as one of the first 50 entries on Photo Friday, because if you're not, you just get lost in the shuffle. My computer died, fo' reals last Saturday, so I just chose from stuff I already had on Flickr. I actually got voted in as one of the six

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Alex and I found a new apartment. It is, in fact, a deluxe apartment in the sky. We'll be living on the 19th floor of this building on Lake Merritt. We do have to wait until October 15, which seems like a long time, but that actually excites me, because I now have two months to get rid of every paper, book, item of clothing and piece of lint I don't want. I love moving because it gives me a

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Go here for other wacky 'violet' photos or cast a noteworthy vote for 'complexity.' wow, look at that, it's Friday and I haven't posted for a whole week. To sum up this past week: I overbooked myself and had plans every night this week, including tonight and tomorrow. I wake up at 4am every morning, no clue why. Oliver is starting to look more like a cat than a kitten and is learning how to

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1123265858211433712005-08-05T11:10:00.000-07:002005-08-05T11:21:07.643-07:00

This is another photo from my trip home in June. Alex and I went to the Museum of Science. It was like being on 6th grade field trip all over again. It was awesome.As always, many other 'complexity' photos and a chance to cast your vote for last week's 'somber' challenge here.

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Every once in a while a candy break is necessary 'round these parts. Today Sean and I took a walk to the company subsidized vending machine on our way to visit Greg in the sound studio. The vending machines here are a little magical... M&M's are only 35 cents! It makes the trip to the lunch room worth it. The problem is that sometimes the magic gets stuck right in the dispensing coil and you

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when you bring your dead computer into work and ask your I.T. guy if he can recommend a place to bring it to recover your files and he says "just bring it by here and I'll take a look at it." And then he fixes it for you. And then when you get home you find that Alex bought you stuff so you can finally back everything up.how did I get to be so lucky?

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when your laptop gives you the blue screen of death and then you can't get any files back or even get your computer started again. But then a few hours later your computer miraculously starts and all your files are still there. So you say you're going to back everything up, but really, you don't. And then less than 2 days later your computer crashes again, for real this time, and doesn't

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1122664194710939532005-07-29T12:09:00.000-07:002005-07-29T12:10:21.506-07:00

This was from my trip back home in June. It was one of those days when Matt had a playtime hangover. Check out tons of other somber photos (or cast noteworthy votes for last week's entries) here.

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This past Sunday was Park Challenge. It's a little event that Greg and Dave started a few years ago and I worked my way into to the mix because it is a way for me to legitimately purchase office supplies. The event itself is like a treasure/scavenger hunt where teams of 2 - 4 solve some puzzles and then use the answers to map their way around Golden Gate Park to find different checkpoints.

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or as I like to call him, the Four Pound Hurricane.He is one crazy little dude but he's so cute that it's impossible to stay mad at him. Even if he does find it necessary to bite your Achilles heel while you're doing dishes or find higher ground by clawing his way up your leg.He's a big fan of Alex's gold graduation cord (which I like to call his 100,000 dollar toy), crumpled paper and Zach's

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1121755270060491792005-07-20T21:47:00.000-07:002005-07-20T21:48:46.676-07:00

I like to pretend that I knit a lot, but I really don't. When I do buy yarn I buy it cheap, so a while ago I bought a bunch of skeins from Herrschners. The yarn wasn't bad, but I keep getting weekly emails telling me all about their specials. This is what I saw when I opened my email with this week's special deals.As if that wasn't bad enough the ad also sports this sassy Santa. Correct me if

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1121177347917167662005-07-13T18:08:00.000-07:002005-07-13T20:30:32.156-07:00

I thought things were going to change when Alex finished school. I'll even go far as to say I thought that life would get so awesome that it would blow my mind. I had a picture in my head of our excellent life, you know, the one where we would move into the city (any city), start having lavish cocktail parties, wear overpriced shoes just to look fabulous and never have to dust again. But none of

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1120868442653503232005-07-08T17:20:00.000-07:002005-07-09T15:37:35.053-07:00

Ape Escape is a pretty awesome game, but not as awesome as this ad.click on the 2nd ad down in the right column, the one with the two guys facing each other... yeah, the one with the mound of bananas in between them.

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This is my entry for this week, you can click on the picture if you'd like to see a larger version. I took this at the Oyster and Beer Festival in April.

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1115250840598873212005-07-07T08:32:00.000-07:002005-07-07T11:38:30.296-07:00

Many moons ago, about three months ago, I went on a rafting trip. It was the second annual 'Greg's Birthday' rafting trip. Last year was pretty rad, we had beautiful weather, went down a fairly easy fork of the river and I didn't have a vestibular disorder. This year proved to be a little more challenging for me with a chill in the air and some rain, class V rapids and spending a lot of time

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I'm sure there are plenty of people out there who took some great photos of fireworks. I, on the other hand, took crappy photos like this. At least we could see the fireworks this year, which was so much better than last year when we hoofed down to the Albany Bulb in the cold and wind only to realize that fireworks under cloud cover just look like you're in some sort of war zone. This year it

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1120243935787029282005-07-01T11:52:00.000-07:002005-07-05T10:06:14.486-07:00

I just found out that I have to work tomorrow, which totally makes me want to punch someone in the face. And he knows who he is.Since I have to do all this last minute stuff for tomorrow's shoot I don't have time to write about what I wanted to write about, which was a fire that destroyed the scene shop for Berkeley Repertory Theatre. I'm sure that it's going to be a hard summer and next season

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1119979981570931142005-06-28T10:31:00.000-07:002005-06-28T10:33:01.616-07:00

If I could give you a website for your comics I would, but I can't, because I don't know how to do that sort of stuff. So instead I'll just wish you a happy birthday and say thanks a bunch for all the new music and comics you sent me. I can't promise I won't stop listening to Justin Timberlake, but I will listen to more Sleater-Kinney.

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1119838891831536642005-06-26T23:38:00.000-07:002005-06-27T00:13:03.946-07:00

If my Dad were still alive, he'd be 61 today. It was my Dad who inspired my quirky sense of humor and love of slapstick. I also, unfortunately, got my temper from him. Even though Dad had a knack for being goofy it was never a good idea to laugh at him when he lost his temper, no matter how funny it was. And even worse than laughing at him would be to tell him to "calm down." I learned that one

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1119743521736328292005-06-25T16:49:00.000-07:002005-06-25T16:52:01.743-07:00

I entered this photo for this week's challenge.If you want to check out about 500 other orange photos you can go here.

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Hey you, yeah, you with the cold,If I give you the box of tissues from my desk I'm giving it to you for good. Please enjoy them down to a nub. I want you to fill each and every tissue with your own phlegm, but I don't want to be a part of it. Not only was it obvious that you needed a whole box, but I was tired of you popping your snotty face in and out of my cube EVERY time you needed a tissue.

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Last Saturday I met up with Wil and Richard and was treated to a breezy ride in Wil's new convertible. It's not a new car, but it's new to Wil, and fun for me, because I had never been in a convertible before. We drove over to the Castro to check out Alex's new work digs and then get some dinner. Richard let me sit in the front seat for the ride into the city, which was very nice of him. I felt

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1119110000525946892005-06-18T09:49:00.000-07:002005-06-18T09:48:40.860-07:00

Please tell me that I cannot get another cat. Even if he's the cutest thing ever. Even though he looks just like a mini-Zach and likes to pet my face in the same exact way Zach does. Even if he came right over to me and clawed his way up my leg so I would pet him. Even if he was found in a shoe box in downtown Oakland, therefore making him a hip and trendy urban cat.Please tell me that I don't

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1118974826240740512005-06-17T23:14:00.000-07:002005-06-17T11:20:15.293-07:00

I heart Costco. I think it's one of the coolest places to go shopping. Where else can you get 46 ounces of salsa in a two pack, paper towels to last you a millennium and a mattress pad all at the same time? But I have to draw the line somewhere. Alex went to Costco on Monday without me and got some good stuff, but mixed in with that good stuff was a multi-pack of Pringles. That's six giant

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1118848148087958962005-06-15T12:04:00.000-07:002005-06-15T12:18:35.733-07:00

Did you ever have a dream that it was the weekend and you wake up all excited that it's Saturday but then reality gives you a swift kick in the pants and tells you to get dressed for work because it's really only Wednesday?The week after a vacation is the most unfun week. What makes it even harder to stay motivated is my boss being out for most of the week. It's a recipe for disaster.The one

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1118532091971086222005-06-13T12:12:00.000-07:002005-06-13T13:41:36.483-07:00

My trip to Boston was wicked pissah. We kicked off our week long trip with a drive down to Cape Cod for my cousin's wedding. The weather was beautiful and there was never a dull moment during the car ride, because both my mother and Nana were in the back seat. At one point Nana talked about someone who retired with a 'silver hand,' but what she really meant to say was 'golden parachute' and

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1117769005534418512005-06-02T19:52:00.000-07:002005-06-02T21:45:37.123-07:00

Tomorrow morning Alex and I head out to the land where leaves change color in the fall, snow comes down in the winter and thunderstorms happen in the summer. I'm visiting Boston for a wedding, but I'm staying a whole week for the thunderstorms (and to see my sister and her kick ass family). I've been so stressed out all week trying to finish up everything at work, cleaning up after 9 days of

cmlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02866066742458678143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5713817.post-1117205921498009722005-05-27T09:42:00.000-07:002005-06-02T20:27:53.390-07:00

Alex and I have been married for five years today. I can't say it feels like it was just yesterday, because it really does feel like five years. I think his time in optometry school had us counting down the last four years on the calendar. So I guess now starts the time when I sit back and let time fly. I'm not going to get all sentimental or anything, everyone knows how much I dig being

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