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Sunday, May 30, 2004

Dear Blog,

There is so much that I want to tell you, but my research and unending headaches have prevented me from actually talking to you. And for that, I am sorry.

Much love,
Sallie


Headaches, I mean really, what are they good for? When you have pain of some other kind it means that you have damage the tissue in some way (muscle cramps or sprained joints) and you need to be careful. But a sprained head? I mean, that just does not happen. Why my blood vessels decide to dilate and put extra pressure on my head, I don't know. It just does not make any sense.

In other news, I have almost finished my Mom's Mother's Day present. It is quite special and the design is centered around some awesome chicken ribbon. When it is all done and I get my website working again, I will let you see what it looks like. You will be totally jealous that you are not my mom. (Unless you are a boy that does not want to be a girl, but when you see it, you just might change your mind. So be prepared.)

Also, I painted a room. Not my room but a room of my friends. And I have started making curtains for him. You will have to visit Jonathan and check out my handiwork when it is all done. (I purchased the final component for its construction today.)

In short, I love sewing. School is really getting in the way of my sewing life. I desire to sew a whole lot. But since I want to graduate, I only get to sew every now and again, and that is just not enough for me. I was wondering, what if I dropped out of school and became a homeless sewer. Do you think that anyone would take pity on me and buy something that I made? That way I would not have to take charity but I would still have enough money to eat and buy alcohol. That would totally rock. Ok. So I love shopping and heat and AC too much to ever actually do it, but thinking about having that kind of freedom makes me all giddy inside. (And to any homeless person out there, I was not saying that all homeless are drunks, but that I personally would be a drunk if I were homeless. So please, don't take any offense.)

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Thursday, May 27, 2004

Something horrible happened to me yesterday. I was on my way to the mall in Raleigh, you know, Crabtree Valley Mall. And being there in of itself is pretty depressing. And then, the horrible thing happened, I went to Auntie Anne's and guess what, no pretzel dog. What is this world coming too? Why would websites make claims that they can't keep. And why would I get a coupon in the mail for something that obviously does not exist? Sometimes, just sometimes, life sucks.

I am going to write them another letter. Yea, that is what I will do. And you should write them a letter too. Complain. Yes, we are a democracy. We WILL create an uprising.

(Or is it, we are a democracy so we will sit on our asses and watch tv? I am not sure.)

I will let you know what I find out, when I find it out.

Also, I know that I offered up the Super Joy as an alternative to the Power Joy, but so far, all I have gotten from them is shitty service and a nonresponsive attitude towards a defective product they sent to me. So, if you don't care about these things, then maybe you should get one. But if you do like good customer service, I caution, STAY AWAY.

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Monday, May 24, 2004

As you may or may not know, I have been having problems with my research, specifically getting my set up to work correctly. So, my advisor decided that I might need a new project (which I whole heartedly agree with) so he informed me about what he was thinking about today. And it uses the exact same setup and just tests different compounds. I mean, what good is that? If I am having problems with the set up, will using the same one make the problem go away? I have to say no. I am a bit disappointed. And I feel that I expressed that (in my own, nice way). So, I guess that I am stuck with things that don't work for the rest of my life. And to make matters worse, he told me that I would probably have to present the exact same poster at the conference in Japan this summer. I don't think so. I think I will stick with my current project, thank you very much.

I need you to do me a favor though, think happy thoughts about my project ok? Will you do that for me? And if you are lucky, you will be able to fly too. I mean how cool would that be? So you just think those happy thoughts and fly around London.

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Sunday, May 23, 2004

Wow, my life is filled with disappointment. First, no pretzel dog for me. And, the thesis research is definitely not coming along. And then, I had to wake up this morning and get out of bed. Man, the disappointments are just slamming into me at a blinding speed. What will happen next? I forget to eat lunch? Well, that will not happen but something just as horrible could.

Ok. So my life is not totally bad, it just feels that way sometimes. Now, let me tell you about someone whose life I ruined last night. Jonathan and I meet in Burlington (not because it is a happening town, but because it is the halfway point between Raleigh and Winston-Salem) last night and we went to Applebee's for dessert and drinks. As we were going to the bar, I ask a guy if anyone is sitting next to him. And he looks up at me and he smiles and starts to say something, but then I turn around and ignore him and tell Jonathan that we will be sitting here. I think that I ruined his night. Well, probably not. I am actually just being conceited, but it is fun. And besides, I am sure that gals do not approach this guy much so, he could have gotten his hopes up, only for me to dash them on the rocks. At least that is what I am going to pretend happened. And by the way, Burlington is a scary place. (Not your traditional graveyard scary, but creepy none the less.) Just ask anyone who has ever been there for more than 30 minutes. And I have been there before, and experienced its scariness, but last night, well, lets just say that I don't want to live somewhere and date someone who lives somewhere else and Burlington is in the middle of us. And you should not either.

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Friday, May 21, 2004

OH MAN!! I just found out that I only have until July 11 to meet my goal. After that, they will no longer exist. I have to go NOW.

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The worst thing happened to me yesterday. I got these coupons in the paper and one of them was advertising a pretzel dog from Auntie Anne's. For those of you who do not know, Auntie Anne's makes the BEST pretzels and to think that they were going to wrap them around a hotdog, well, lets just say I was drooling with desire. So I go to my local store and what do they say? We don't sell those. I was pissed. I was thinking that every location may not have them, so I looked it up online before getting my hopes up, and they said that it was now at every location. So now, I was craving a pretzel dog, and could not have one. It was a sad moment. So I had to settle for a Cook Out style hotdog with cheese and an Auntie Anne's pretzel. It was not the best ever, but it was pretty good. Just not what I wanted. So now, I am going to have to go to every Auntie Anne's around the country to try to fine the elusive pretzel dog. I will not rest until I have found it, tasted it and gobbled the whole thing up.

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Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Life Lessons: From Me to You.

Here is a second installment of life lessons that I have learned and feel I should share with you. (If you missed the first installment and feel you need a double dose of lessons today- since it is summer and all- check it out here.)

When drinking, hunger is sure to follow. So make sure to prepare the food ahead of time. If you forget to prepare the food in advance, make something simple, like a sandwich.

At any rate, when drunk, don't make fried food, and never think that after frying hashbrowns in a quarter inch of oil, that you will just add your eggs there too, instead of pouring the oil out first.

And when the oil pops out all over the place, including your body, run the effected body parts under water to prevent a burning sensation all night long and burn marks you have to look at for the next couple of weeks.

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Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Last night, I was at a gas station and was told by the guy working there that I was beautiful and that he really admired me. Not totally unusual you may think, well, let me give you a little background information.

This weekend, I helped move a dear friend of mine who happens to live in Raleigh. When packing, I forgot to pack a comb and a brush and I did not bring enough changes of essential clothing. So, that in of itself is enough to make a person look beauty challenged. To add to my already uncombed hair, I had not washed it since sleeping on it, and my hair gets rather wild during the middle of the night. (I think my hair has nightmares and that causes them to toss and turn all night.) And then, to add insult to injury, I spent all day in the humidity (causing extra frizzy hair).

Additionally, the reason I stopped at this gas station was because I was half asleep. So, my face was all tired looking and my eyes were droopy. And then, this guy who I could not really understand (mostly because I was not totally awake but partially because he had an accent) started telling me that he liked the way I looked. I just wanted to laugh out loud at him and tell him that I did not have a shower today and that I have not combed my hair all weekend. But instead, I just smiled and said thanks awkwardly and thought, hurry up so I can get out of here.

That gas station adventure reminds me of another one that I had a couple of months ago. I was stopped to get gas just outside Burlington, and there was this guy next to me and he started in on my ass. He kept saying, "Damn, you have a fine ass" and other such things. It was hard for me not to laugh at him, so I did. I think this encouraged him. When his friend was finally ready to go, the guy got in the car, rolled down the window, and yelled at me and my ass until he drove out of site.

I guess that the moral of this story is, ladies, if you want a guy, then just go to your neighborhood gas station. I am sure you too will find a gem.

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Friday, May 14, 2004

Sometimes, just sometimes, I wish that I was a rainbow. Then I would spread joy to little kids and gay men alike. And at the end of me, instead of a pot of gold, there would be a pot of candy. Guaranteed to make any kid scream with delight. And if I were a rainbow, I would live in Hawaii. And someday, I would get married and my husband and I would work together and we would be a double rainbow.

Now, if that's not the cutest thing in the world, then I don't know what it is.

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Thursday, May 13, 2004

Air Conditioner, it is something that I am craving. My grandmother has yet to turn on the AC in the house, and in the morning time, when I wake up, I am sweating like a pig.

(And thinking about pigs, do pigs really sweat? I mean, I have not been around that many pigs in my life, just at the State Fair, but I have to say, I have never seen one sweat.

Ok, I will look it up for you.

So, I found several sites that say pigs do not have sweat glands. So what is that saying all about? Again, our language has let us down. Anyway, suffice it to say, I do sweat a lot in my sleep, and I am pretty damn miserable by the time I wake up in the morning, even if a pig does not feel the same way.)

Ok, so it is rather humid out, and without AC, it is rather humid in. I just wish that it would go ahead and rain already. You know you want to sky, just do it.

So, this weekend, my grandmother is going out of town, so I will bask in the AC this weekend. Also, last night, when I got home, she said to me, "I saw that you did not have your bathroom window open, so I opened it for you." Why? I don't know. Maybe I had it closed for a reason, but I guess that she does not care, I mean, what if it did rain? Then it would rain into my bathroom, which is not anything I look forward to.

So, that is my life. Dealing with humidity. Sometimes I think about moving out west, but do I really want to do that? I just can't decide. I have not found any jobs out there that I would be interested in yet, so, for now, the answer is no.

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Wednesday, May 12, 2004

Today, it is a two-for.

So now, about me and my dreams. I have this recurring theme in my dreams. That I was signed up for a class and forgot about it and then never went to class. And then I failed. I used to have it a lot. And I started to believe it was true, or that it really happened once in my past. (So, I am a bit crazy. Well, maybe a lot crazy but back to the story.) So, this morning, I woke up all panicked and thought, I need to go to class. The thing is, I then realized the semester was over and I cringed. I thought, "Shit! I forgot to take the final and everything." And then I remembered, I did not sign up for any classes this semester. But the nagging fear would not leave me alone. I sat there worrying about it for a while anyway.

Dreams can really mess with you. Like when I dreamed that I had gotten hit by a car and was in the hospital, I was SHOCKED that I was ok when I woke up. I just knew I was injured and I moved around all careful like until I realized, there was nothing to be afraid of after all. Life is so weird sometimes.

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My life. By Geoffrey Giraffe.

My life started out like everyone else's. I was a single egg, then I was a fertilized egg then I was a embryo, a baby, an adolescent, and now I am an adult.

They always said it would happen, that I would become an adult, but I did not believe it. I mean, I have been singing the "I don't want to grow up, I'm a Toys-R-Us kid" song my whole life. Why a loving God would do this do me, I don't know. Can't biology stop for me?

Thank goodness, Toys-R-Us is rearranging their campaign around me. I am getting to play more responsible roles on the TV, such as a stocker or a delivery man. And thank goodness they let me wear a hat. I am starting to thin a bit on top and go gray. Also, I have to say a special thanks to Botox. If it were not for you, my wrinkles would show, I mean, who wants to shop where a wrinkly old giraffe shops? I just hope they to not trade me in for a newer, younger model. You know, like NPR did to Bob Edwards.

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Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Wow. Blogger has a new format. Last night, I could not figure out how to post. It was really hard to think about. I almost did not to it at all, but then, I realized what to do. But it was confusing at first. And then today, it was almost like I was an old pro. It is amazing how fast a person can learn and adjust to a new situation. Take, for instance, how people react to the new high price of gas. I mean, it is stunning how fast people have learned to remove their license plates before pumping their gas and driving away in order to avoid cameras that would lead to their arrest. I mean, humans' ability to cope under new and stressful situations is pretty amazing.

In other news, I am working on my resume. If you have any pointers or know of anything I should add, let me know. I am thinking about starting off strong, with my name. And then I will ease into my address (my professional address of course) and then I will hit them with my education. I am trying to figure out how to address the fact that I don't want to take home work like I currently do in graduate school and how I want to take 2 hour long lunch breaks and work 6 hour days and take a knitting break every hour. Oh, and I still want to get paid well for doing this. I mean, everyone else was doing it at my former job. I think that's time for the "AGE OF SALLIE". Yes. It is my time to slack off and still get recognized for all my great work. Maybe even a promotion. I mean, I could cope with the stress Blogger put in my life, right? So that shows that I can cope with working less hours for more pay too. I don't think it will be that hard. Maybe on my 2 hour lunch break I will get a massage. Maybe the massage will be included in my benefits package. And maybe it will be a special massage with a guaranteed release at the end. I mean, a guaranteed release, it can't be all that bad. I just hope that there is a privacy fence. If not, I might have to resort to removing my license plate like those gas thieves.

And now. I will put you out of your misery by ending this rambling, twisted tale of nothingness. Oh, and I am sure that there will be more nothingness to come later on in the week. So if nothingness is your forte, feel free to join me again.

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Monday, May 10, 2004

What is the worst thing that you can hear in the morning after doing 3 loads of laundry and cleaning up your room? "So, were you being lazy this morning?" I mean, can it get any more annoying? Well, I only have a limited amount of time left to deal with that. Then I will be away. In my own place. I can't wait.

My birthday dinner was great. I mean, all you can eat, 5 course Italian inspired food. How can you go wrong? You can't man. That is all there is to say.

Ok, so I thought that I had a lot to say, but obviously I do not. So, I will not make up nothingness today. I will save that for tomorrow. And now, I must write a paper, which is my thesis.

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Friday, May 07, 2004

So, remember about the possible job in Michigan? Well, the interview is definitely going to happen. Sometime in late July. Yes my friends, the thought of having a job when I graduate is thrilling and exciting. But it is tempered by the thought of not graduating and therefore, not getting to get a job because I still have more research to do. But still, I will dream on. Yesterday, I was looking at apartments, and it is way expensive to live there. I saw tons of listings for 900/month for only one bedroom. But I will concentrate on that later. Now, graduating is what is on my mind. I need to find a way to get out of this place, but unfortunately, the rats that I have are all sick. So their nasal cavity is not acting as it normally should. So I can not get any research done since I depend on their nasal cavity for my research. It pretty much sucks, just waiting around for things to start working when you don't even exactly know what is wrong for sure. But surely it will get done. That is what Dr. Silver keeps telling me. So, I guess that I will have to put my faith in him. And hope that it all works out.

Ok, now for some funness- today is my birthday celebration, although I will not officially be old until tomorrow. (I had to get my celebration in before I was too old to celebrate.) Tonight, I am going to Charlotte and going to Joey D's for dinner. They have all you can eat family style Italian food, with 4 courses. I can't wait. All I had today was oatmeal and a banana. I am saving up to be a glutton tonight. So, yeah for food!!! And that is all there is in the world of me.

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Thursday, May 06, 2004

Today is the 50th anniversary of the first four minute mile. So in honor of this momentous occasion, I decided to try to do the same. Well, not exactly the same. It does involve four minutes, but there is no mile and there is no running. Actually, it has to do with a video game. I am a bit embarrassed to tell you what the game is, but remember, I am a science nerd that loves order and games that involve things like that. Like tetris, I could play that game for hours and hours on end. So, the game is, Dynomite. And there is a level where you have to clear the board of all the eggs (making color combinations) and until today, I have never been able to do it in under 4 minutes. Well today, I shattered that record. Doing it in 3:18. I mean, you can't beat that. But I tried. And I never came close. Yes, I beat the 4 minute mark two more times, but I was still 35 seconds away from the best. But I promise to try to beat that for you blog reader. I will do it for you. And when it asks me for my name, I will lie and say, Blog Reader instead of my own. Yes, I will give you the credit. Because I love you that much. Oh yes I do.

About love though. I know that I said that I love you all, but that does not mean that I love you all equally. I mean, what if I did not even know that you were a reader? I mean, how could I love you then? So, I am sending out a bit of love to everyone in the universe, and a bit more to the people I know, and even more to my friends. So there. You can categorize yourself however you want. And just know, there is love for you (but not in the hippie, free love kind of way).

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Wednesday, May 05, 2004

As everyone knows, not all cars have steering wheels on the left hand side. Occasionally, we will get a car here in the states that has the steering wheel on the right. It is usually a premium car, such as a Bentley or a Rolls. Today, I saw such a car, well, a car with the steering wheel on the right. But it was a Subaru. I would have never thought that a Subaru would have a steering wheel design such as this. And the poor driver, obviously did not know how to drive because he was in the other lane just about as much as he was in his own.

And this is the only interesting thing that has happened to me as of late. So, I leave you with this thought: If you don't know how to drive, then DON'T.

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Tuesday, May 04, 2004

Weather, it can really surprise you. Like when you go out of town with only flip flops and then it is only 60 degrees out for the high, and it is raining. I mean, I thought my feet would freeze off. But, there are still here. Attached to my ankles. Thank goodness for that. I mean, if it happened at work, that would be ok. Workmans comp would take care of me. But there is no vacation comp. Nothing to protect me from the harm of vacation. The harm that is cold feet- due do a persons thinking that since it is May, everyday should be spring-like. Well, life just throws one curve ball after another in my direction. Poor me.

I want to tell you something that I learned from my adventures this weekend. So here it is. It is about Sunday nights. After 9pm. There are not that many restaurants open at that time. I mean, it really sucks. We went to many restaurants on Sunday night before we found one that was still serving food. But that place had fried asparagus and it was good. So I guess that it was worth the trip. Also, I got a special drink. Well, the drink was not special by its own virtue, but it was special because it was cheaper than normal. It was Bass with a mixed shot of kahlua and something else that I forget. And it was surprisingly good, quite good in fact. I thought it would be ok, but you never know what you will get when you mix bitter beer and sweet liquor. So, my second lesson for you is to be willing to try something new, especially when alcohol is involved.

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