I was going to give it some more time but I don't think anybody else will be taking it. I thought the questions I asked were pretty easy. I guess it's hard to tell when you're doing it for yourself.
1. Chris is far and away the most talented person to ever grace the American Idol stage. Bucky is my favorite AI contestant but I do think Chris is better.
2. One. I have a sister.
3. Two. I have two dogs and three cats.
4. Monsty. I have not yet met Monsty.
5. geg is also in the Pittsburgh area.
6. Ryan Star. I saw him in Cleveland on November 7th and Edinboro on November 9th.
7. My So Called Life was my favorite television show ever until a couple weeks ago.
8. Three. I have three tattoos. Eye of Horus on the back of my neck. Dreamcatcher on my left arm. Lion, unicorn and rose on my right leg. My fourth will hopefully be VERY soon. It will be on my wrist. “hope” in my handwriting with a little star above it. The reasoning for that is because I let it get away from me and it takes me a long time to find it again. I'd just like a reminder that hope is never truly lost. Why the star? Because “Good friends are like stars.... You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.”
Here are the meanings for the existing ones. I posted them on a Ryan board (*waves to my Ryan friends*) and thought you all might be curious too. I don't get tattoos just to get tattoos. 1) The Eye of Horus is represented as a figure with 6 parts - Touch, Taste, Hearing, Thought, Sight, Smell. The Egyptians saw it as a powerful symbol to protect from evil. 2) The dreamcatcher is believed to filter dreams. The good is captured in the web and carried and the evil escapes through the hole in the center of the web. 3) Lion = ferocity and power. Unicorn = mystery. Rose = messenger of emotions. That was three tattoos combined into one.
I'd like to get a wolf because they have such a tender spot with me. Then I'll be done. So one day the answer to this question will be five.
9. January 13th is my birthday. January 7th is Ryan’s. *grin*
10. Eric is my ex-husband. Shawn is my current husband. Dave is my ex-boyfriend and Andy is the drywall guy that I threw in there to humor myself.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
I had to share again.
I opened my email to a happy surprise this morning.
Isn't Arkie the awesomest? LOL.
And some more Taylor. Awesome.
Isn't Arkie the awesomest? LOL.
And some more Taylor. Awesome.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Oscar thoughts
Leonardo DiCaprio is hot. This picture was posted at RTVW with some other people sitting around him. I needed to crop them out.
He's a great actor. He's a tree hugger. He's drool-worthy without a shirt.
Mark Wahlberg looks good in a tux.
The Departed was a good movie. So yay. But the whole show bored me. I feel like I wasted (another) four hours of my life. zzzzzzzzzz
He's a great actor. He's a tree hugger. He's drool-worthy without a shirt.
Mark Wahlberg looks good in a tux.
The Departed was a good movie. So yay. But the whole show bored me. I feel like I wasted (another) four hours of my life. zzzzzzzzzz
Friday, February 23, 2007
To keep it kind of brief but still sum it up and give you a good idea of what every day is like for me at work
A good friend of mine does carpentry work. I work at a dental school. There is a bunch of construction all over the building because some departments are switching around. He told me last night that he is working in my building on the 3rd floor. I said, "OMG! You are literally right.across.the.hall. from me! How long have you been there?" He said, "Since Tuesday. Wait. Right across the hall? Do you work with that crazy lady?" I laughed and said I did and he told me she has been yelling at them every morning. "How long are you going to be making all this noise?" "Did you look for the noisiest cart you could find and then bring it here to roll up and down the halls all day?" ~ She thinks people will think she's kidding but she has the type of personality that you know immediately she is not kidding. ~ He said that they have to keep "the people like her happy" because if they keep bitching, they end up having to work nights. And he doesn't want to work nights.
So I make the mistake of telling her this morning that I have been friends with the dry wall guy for about 15 years. He's a very good friend of mine... yadda yadda yadda. After I came in today, I went to the kitchen to get water for my coffee. About a half hour later, I got a glass of water because I ALWAYS drink a lot of water on Fridays (because I drink on Thursdays) and I didn't have enough hands to fill it when I went to the kitchen the first time. A little while later I went pee. My lunch is from 11 to 11:30. I used to go out and smoke and feed the birds (don't ask). So now, I just go out and feed the birds and come back in.
I left the office a total of four times (including for lunch) in four hours. That's pretty much the least I'll ever leave my office in the mornings.
She said to my coworker, "She must be desperate to see this guy. She has gone out into the hallway no less than 10 times today."
Then he stops over on his lunch break and she immediately butts into our conversation. (I told him to quit wiping his eyes with his grubby hands) I take him out into the hallway and whisper, "She is crazy." He whispers back, "yeah I know. I'm sorry." So then I told him the story about the desperation I must feel to see him. So now he's uncomfortable to talk to me, right. So I tell him to come back later because she leaves around 10 til 2. He says they're leaving early today. pfffft.
He comes back a little while later to tell me he's leaving and she acts like he's talking to her so she starts asking questions. Stupid questions. Unnecessary questions that she's asking to keep him from talking to me.
Somebody in the building said something about her thinking I have a thing going with him. I said, "oh no. She doesn't like me talking to anybody." And that's true. She has yelled at one lady quite a few times for talking to me. Nobody is allowed to ask me for anything. Everything has to go through her. My mom and my stepdad were here once (once) and she butted in and kept talking to them. But I was giving her too much credit. She came into my office and said, "Is that guy married?" I go, "yeah". She goes, "he's cute." I go, "yeah". Then after she leaves, my coworker tells me that she mentioned my hair (which I have left down and curly today ~ this means that I did.not. do it. I took a quick shower before pool league last night and put some gel in it. I woke up this morning, put the same clothes I had on last night ~Friday is jeans day~ and brushed my teeth. But I hear curly is coming back. My sister-in-law and my niece got perms and then begged me to wear my hair like this more often. I decided I do kind of like it like this sometimes. It's all wild and crazy and kind of reminds me of Carly's from General Hospital.) and said I must have it all done for him. If I would have done it for him, it would be straight.
And! and! I have a pretty fucking good idea what his voice sounds like. If I was "desperate to see him" I would have went out into the hallway when he was out in the motherfucking hallway. Which.is.precisely.what.I.am.going.to.do until they are all done over there. I hope it takes months.
*sigh*
So I make the mistake of telling her this morning that I have been friends with the dry wall guy for about 15 years. He's a very good friend of mine... yadda yadda yadda. After I came in today, I went to the kitchen to get water for my coffee. About a half hour later, I got a glass of water because I ALWAYS drink a lot of water on Fridays (because I drink on Thursdays) and I didn't have enough hands to fill it when I went to the kitchen the first time. A little while later I went pee. My lunch is from 11 to 11:30. I used to go out and smoke and feed the birds (don't ask). So now, I just go out and feed the birds and come back in.
I left the office a total of four times (including for lunch) in four hours. That's pretty much the least I'll ever leave my office in the mornings.
She said to my coworker, "She must be desperate to see this guy. She has gone out into the hallway no less than 10 times today."
Then he stops over on his lunch break and she immediately butts into our conversation. (I told him to quit wiping his eyes with his grubby hands) I take him out into the hallway and whisper, "She is crazy." He whispers back, "yeah I know. I'm sorry." So then I told him the story about the desperation I must feel to see him. So now he's uncomfortable to talk to me, right. So I tell him to come back later because she leaves around 10 til 2. He says they're leaving early today. pfffft.
He comes back a little while later to tell me he's leaving and she acts like he's talking to her so she starts asking questions. Stupid questions. Unnecessary questions that she's asking to keep him from talking to me.
Somebody in the building said something about her thinking I have a thing going with him. I said, "oh no. She doesn't like me talking to anybody." And that's true. She has yelled at one lady quite a few times for talking to me. Nobody is allowed to ask me for anything. Everything has to go through her. My mom and my stepdad were here once (once) and she butted in and kept talking to them. But I was giving her too much credit. She came into my office and said, "Is that guy married?" I go, "yeah". She goes, "he's cute." I go, "yeah". Then after she leaves, my coworker tells me that she mentioned my hair (which I have left down and curly today ~ this means that I did.not. do it. I took a quick shower before pool league last night and put some gel in it. I woke up this morning, put the same clothes I had on last night ~Friday is jeans day~ and brushed my teeth. But I hear curly is coming back. My sister-in-law and my niece got perms and then begged me to wear my hair like this more often. I decided I do kind of like it like this sometimes. It's all wild and crazy and kind of reminds me of Carly's from General Hospital.) and said I must have it all done for him. If I would have done it for him, it would be straight.
And! and! I have a pretty fucking good idea what his voice sounds like. If I was "desperate to see him" I would have went out into the hallway when he was out in the motherfucking hallway. Which.is.precisely.what.I.am.going.to.do until they are all done over there. I hope it takes months.
*sigh*
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