- 11:40 @natalyesaurus Sounds like a classy fella #
- 15:47 @natalyesaurus DBJ? Denver Business Journal? #
- 15:53 @natalyesaurus Ah yes, I totally wanted to bone you on a hillside ... desolate. #
- 05:34 Boarding tiny jet to ny. Sleepy but smiling. #
One of my co-workers asked why not spend the weekend in Amsterdam, what with JUSTICE playing there an all? So we're taking a rental car today after work and will hang out in Amsterdam until Sunday. These cheeky French djs better deliver something for that ticket price. I'm totally looking forward to eating bitterballen all weekend long.
I also need a time-out.
I also need a time-out.
- 11:38 Took the day off and about ready to get my butt out and about #
- 11:48 @chadscott Here's a deal: I give you a ride on my scooter if you take me for a plane ride :) #
- 14:04 One thing I love about my neighborhood: Hearing the barges come into the bay. #
- 17:25 Found a delicious crepe place 4 blocks from my house - the things you discover while walking! #
- 17:34 Staring out my window, admiring the suns futile attempts to fill in the cracks along Grace Cathedral's slopped roof. #
- 22:15 In Ukiah.. Lots of firefighters and campfire smell. What a heroic job these people do everyday. #
Thanks to the miracles of modern medicine, the redness is staying within the lines. Yay! My foot will not fall off.
Nighty night!
Northbound CA-87 to northbound I-280
I love you.
I love you so much.
When I select a band for a new station, and I put in:
"Mr. Bungle"
and you play things for me like
"Puppet Wipes" by Tin Huey as well...
you make me happy over every inch of me,
all of my cracks, and even all of my holes.
Thank you, Pandora.
Thank you so much!
You make me & my holes happy...
especially my "listening holes".
- Location:Work
- Mood:
quixotic - Music:Stolen Babies/"Filistata" (pandora.com...YES!)
I went to the doctor this morning as I have been experiencing increasing numbness/tingling in my hands for the past month. It wasn't painful but I would alternate not having feeling in my hand and experiencing that tingling pins and needles sensation you get when you sleep on your hand funny or your foot falls asleep. It would happen all of the time. And in the past week it has moved up to my elbow. (more so in my left hand) It kind of worried me but I pushed the scary thoughts to the back of my head.
So, I had a chat with my doctor, she checked a few things and we are going to begin with the super sexy wrist braces to see if it is the deeply unhip carpal tunnel stuff. If nothing improves after six weeks we can step up to some further tests on various nerves and what not to see if it is possibly my neck causing this mayhem.
Mr. Jenner saw my wrist braces on today and said, "Hey you are a cyborg."
Yep. The awesome cyborg wife who brings you tea.
Step off Seven of Nine. There is a new bitch in town.
Did I just make a Voyager joke?
I need to get out and drink some cocktails.
Avec wrist braces.
I also found at the doctor's, that my blood pressure is made of win, the Physician's assistant adores how I am always on time to appointments and I somehow have lost 12 pounds since February. I am not going to question that. I don't feel like I have lost the weight and it wasn't like I wore heavy shoes the last time I was weighed. Because I am a total girl and remove any excess stuff (coat, heavy sweater, shoes, anvil) I have on me so I don't add to the scale.
So there you go. Live on a diet of pie, cream and carefully honed sarcasm and you too can drop pounds.
I should write a diet book a la Karl Lagerfeld. Lots of strange pronouncements.
"Avoid paisley for it is filled with carbs and subtle ennui." "I adore skinny jeans on strange men in Estonia. yet? I have no regard for anything beyond the Danube."
Someone recently asked after my Mother. Mrs. Chazbot is doing well despite being a woman with nine toes. She is healing fast and furious. Though they are a little too pill-happy. "I feel this and this." "We have a pill for that." And certain things have to be taken at certain times under certain circumstances. "You must take this fifteen minutes before David Letterman adjusts his coat but only if you have stroked the head of a llama who was born in the Andes. if you skip a step you will have to wait eight hours and pat your left arm twice. Eat with fajitas."
It is inspiring her to change some things in her life. She is getting an etsy store together (with my assistance) so she can sell mill-spun hand-dyed yarn and maybe sell a few knitted things as well. But mostly the hand-dyed yarn. We have come up with some amazing names for things. It is up there with having the job of naming lipsticks. You know you would want that job. I have been telling her various ideas of colors she should try and create. So when that is set up, you knitting fiends should check out the store. Because you know you want to keep my Mother busy. If she didn't have this she would be hanging out in bars.
You think I kid.
Pretty much the hope/dream is to be able to bring in some cash and cut back her hours at her main psycho job. She loves the job but is... less than enthusiastic about her boss. That is a whole other conversation requiring copious amounts of bourbon. And maybe a stick with which to gesture and point.
There was a terrific thunder/lightning storm last night. Loud. Crash. Bang. LIGHTS. It only woke us up a few times. But the humidity? It was Tennessee Williams humid at times. But no white trash or male relations wearing Grandmama's coming out dress.
Now it is time to sleep or do whatever it is respectable people do at this hour.
So, I had a chat with my doctor, she checked a few things and we are going to begin with the super sexy wrist braces to see if it is the deeply unhip carpal tunnel stuff. If nothing improves after six weeks we can step up to some further tests on various nerves and what not to see if it is possibly my neck causing this mayhem.
Mr. Jenner saw my wrist braces on today and said, "Hey you are a cyborg."
Yep. The awesome cyborg wife who brings you tea.
Step off Seven of Nine. There is a new bitch in town.
Did I just make a Voyager joke?
I need to get out and drink some cocktails.
Avec wrist braces.
I also found at the doctor's, that my blood pressure is made of win, the Physician's assistant adores how I am always on time to appointments and I somehow have lost 12 pounds since February. I am not going to question that. I don't feel like I have lost the weight and it wasn't like I wore heavy shoes the last time I was weighed. Because I am a total girl and remove any excess stuff (coat, heavy sweater, shoes, anvil) I have on me so I don't add to the scale.
So there you go. Live on a diet of pie, cream and carefully honed sarcasm and you too can drop pounds.
I should write a diet book a la Karl Lagerfeld. Lots of strange pronouncements.
"Avoid paisley for it is filled with carbs and subtle ennui." "I adore skinny jeans on strange men in Estonia. yet? I have no regard for anything beyond the Danube."
Someone recently asked after my Mother. Mrs. Chazbot is doing well despite being a woman with nine toes. She is healing fast and furious. Though they are a little too pill-happy. "I feel this and this." "We have a pill for that." And certain things have to be taken at certain times under certain circumstances. "You must take this fifteen minutes before David Letterman adjusts his coat but only if you have stroked the head of a llama who was born in the Andes. if you skip a step you will have to wait eight hours and pat your left arm twice. Eat with fajitas."
It is inspiring her to change some things in her life. She is getting an etsy store together (with my assistance) so she can sell mill-spun hand-dyed yarn and maybe sell a few knitted things as well. But mostly the hand-dyed yarn. We have come up with some amazing names for things. It is up there with having the job of naming lipsticks. You know you would want that job. I have been telling her various ideas of colors she should try and create. So when that is set up, you knitting fiends should check out the store. Because you know you want to keep my Mother busy. If she didn't have this she would be hanging out in bars.
You think I kid.
Pretty much the hope/dream is to be able to bring in some cash and cut back her hours at her main psycho job. She loves the job but is... less than enthusiastic about her boss. That is a whole other conversation requiring copious amounts of bourbon. And maybe a stick with which to gesture and point.
There was a terrific thunder/lightning storm last night. Loud. Crash. Bang. LIGHTS. It only woke us up a few times. But the humidity? It was Tennessee Williams humid at times. But no white trash or male relations wearing Grandmama's coming out dress.
Now it is time to sleep or do whatever it is respectable people do at this hour.
- 09:18 @missburrows BXR? #
- 10:09 @missburrows Oh! Boxer! Yes, that is what he is. Thank you, that's very sweet of you :) #
- 10:58 @missburrows heh.. nah I think I'll just take BXR :D #
- 12:12 @missburrows I like "camicakes" :) #
- 13:05 I really wish my window opened... I can hear music from the park.. I want to hear more! #
- 13:25 ya know, you'd think a company as high tech and sophisticated as newegg would use something better than staticy styrofoam packing peanuts.. #
- 15:05 @rebeccagoings That's awesome!! :) #
- 20:19 Getting ready to start building my new computer. woo. #
California laws are lol regarding warnings.
I just educated my friend/co-worker about John Dillinger and how much
of a bad ass he was.
Live fast,
Kill slow,
Die young, and leave a pretty corpse.
John Dillinger was THE MAN.
He whittled a bar of soap into the shape
of a gun and escaped from prison.
Hard core.
And COMPLETELY hot.
I dated a bank robber once...
he was in a half-way house when I met him.
I think my taste in men has been seriously flawed for many many years.
Oops.
- Location:Work
- Mood:
amused - Music:Dillinger Escape Plan/"Pig Latin"
I tossed it down the escalator for her.
What
What. This store is bizarre. San José. Help.
OM NOM NOM NOM
I am getting it
Bree is helping me shop for my baby that is about to drop!
I'm on my way!
OMG












