Today is just one of those days, I guess ( Read more... )

Fear me, for I have flaming colored sticks! Also known as sparklers. And some of those spinny things that, well, spin around and change color. Fourth of July is really just an excuse to light things on fire. Not that I'm complaining ( Read more... )

Would someone care to explain to me why, when I turned on Live 105 this morning, I was accosted with cheesy 80s pop? And why it hasn't gone back to normal? No me gusta ( Read more... )

My television is broken. I can't turn it on. And yes it's plugged in, and no it's not the outlets because I tried about five of them. I am so bereft. I weep. Now I'll have to do something like read, or go outside, or cook. Heaven forbid ( Read more... )

So, the yarn store people were being bizarre and flaky as to whether or not I actually had a job or not, so I went out and got another one. Hee. A better one at that. I shall henceforth be working at Vivaldi's Bakery and Cafe in downtown San Carlos. I start tomorrow. They have the bestest croissants EVER, so y'all will have to come visit me, unless ( Read more... )

BFD was pretty good. Would have been better, of course, if someone had come with me *cough* but it was still a good time. Got to park in the middle of some field with no distinguishing features, which made finding my car again really exciting. But no one spilled beer into my open wounds, so all and all it was a good day. Kaiser Chiefs definately ( Read more... )

Sooooooooooooo I now have at least 2 job interviews, so I suppose that's something. One on Saturday at some random knitting store in MP, where instead of proving that you are not psycho or an illegal immigrant, you have to prove that you can knit. Um, oookay. I must try to make something impressive-looking. Hah. Chen where are you when I need you ( Read more... )

Why must companies make application questions so bizarre? I filled out one for Whole Foods today and there were 60 of these "agree or disagree" questions that felt more like I was filling out a survey to go into therapy than a job application. I mean seriously, "I don't like small talk", "My mood changes uncontrolably", "People do a lot of annoying ( Read more... )

So I just spent two hours writing a "myth" about a person who fights people with driftwood and sea urchins over a stolen turtle before getting turned into a trout. And this actually qualified as being productive ( Read more... )

I have magenta arms and mashed potatoes with whipped cream in my hair.

Yay college.