<$BlogRSDUrl$>

Friday, November 26, 2004

Well, my first Duck Tape (the brand of duct tape I used, in case you think I am an idiot) purse was horrible. The only way it will ever leave my house is in a garbage bag. Although, I have not given up on it yet. The second one was a success. When ever you see me, well, maybe you will get to see it too. It is definitely a masterpiece as far as I am concerned. It would have gone a lot better if Lucy had not tried to help me out by depositing kitty hair on it and walking on the tape causing it to stick to itself where I did not want it to. Making stuck duck tape come unstuck is really really hard.

I even got one compliment on it today when I went out shopping this afternoon. I decided to pass on the early morning shopping extravaganza but shopping on this day is just in my blood, so I finally gave in and went out.

At the Streets at SouthPoint (you just have to say the whole name. It makes my whole shopping experience sound more sophisticated) I saw Santa Clause and Mrs. Clause. They were cute (in a Santa way) but the kids on their laps were not. I hope that they get paid well to sit there and smile while a kid is crying and being hysterical on their laps while the photographer was constantly ringing a bell trying to get the kids to at least look at the camera, even if they were going to continue to yell. And I don't know if you have ever been there, but they have these statues of kids all over the place and they are rather creepy. I thought one of them was a real person (a real creepy person) but it turned out to be one a statue, but it did scare me thinking it was a real creepy person (and that so totally did not make any sense, but there you have it anyway).

And last night, there was nothing on TV. Well, almost nothing. There was this infomercial that I was watching that involved real estate and twin midgets. I watched the hilarity for quite a while. But you know how people are, they implicitly trust midgets, and that, ladies and gentlemen, is how the midgets got so fucking rich. Not because they sell real estate but because they sell a program to teach you how to sell real estate. Oh, and by the way, to see the midgets in person (well, maybe a video of them) go and see them in Durham on the 7th or Raleigh on the 8th. Don't miss out on an opportunity of a lifetime.

1 comments

Thursday, November 25, 2004

Hello all and Happy Turkey Day. Well, I've been pretty much absent due to my hectic schedule as of late and my Thanksgiving guests. Yep, this year Thanksgiving was at my house. Me (and I know that you are not supposed to list yourself first but let's admit it, I am the most important person since I cooked and I hosted and well, I am also a bit buzzed and so I don't care about the rules of grammar) my parents, my sister and her boyfriend all gathered for a traditional Thanksgiving celebration. We had cheese and crackers and chips and salsa and peanut butter balls for appetizer. Butternut squash soup for first course and eggplant parmesan and salad for second course and tiramisu for dessert. It was delicious. And lets not forget the free flow of beer and wine throughout the afternoon. I have to say that this was one of the most fun and relaxing Thanksgivings ever. I just had the most best day.

Now, I am working on making a purse out of duck tape. I will have to let you know how it turns out. I am working with purple and yellow. I hope it turns out well, but I am a bit worried about the color combination. So, if you see it ever, and thank it looks like crap, well, don't tell me because if I am carrying it, then I must like it. And well, there are tons of things to say, but I think that I will say them tomorrow, tonight, I am going to continue to drink and duck tape create.

Peace outb.

0 comments

Saturday, November 13, 2004

I am so glad that I did not end up moving to Ann Arbor. Their current temperature is still freezing and thanks to the wind chill, it feels like 25 there. Not too warm in my opinion.

This weekend, I only have to work today, so I get Sunday off. I am thinking of doing the Durham Art Walk or seeing Team America or cleaning my house and going shopping. Either way, it will be nice to be able to choose what I do. Also, I have to say that getting paid biweekly rocks. I have already gotten two pay checks at my job. I mean, that rocks. Much better than once a month. And I can't wait until the month that I get three pay checks. I am not totally sure when that will be but I am sure that you will hear about it.

So, I did go see the Incredibles and it was a great movie. I would have to say the best Pixar movie of them all. I would totally see it again and would own that movie. It was that good. Also, my bathroom is molding. And my land lady is going to fix it, but that means that I have to see a lot of her and she is a rather talkative person that does not really know when to stop talking. So that is a tad bit annoying, but I guess that I will get used to it eventually, or things will stop breaking on the house and I will stop seeing her, or I will move out. Anyway, I guess that it is not all that bad.

I had a nightmare the other night. I was waiting (at the airport?) in a waiting area somewhere and there was this guy with Febreze. Only it was not normal Febreze, it was more like bug fogger Febreze because when he would go to spray the bottle, it would shoot a long way instead of the normal piddley squirt that it makes. And being that fragrances such as this bother me, I was holding my hands over my face to avoid the Febreze. Only the guy became concerned about me since I was covering my face up and he came over to investigate and started spraying Febreze on me. It was horrible. I was crying when I woke up. So, the moral of the story is, if you want to be my friend, don't spray Febreze in my face, or else I will cry. And if I am not asleep, I will probably kick you, although the predicting powers of my dream don't indicate that part.

0 comments

Sunday, November 07, 2004

So, I am guessing that blogging has gone out of fashion. Well, at least for the blogs that I read most often.

This weekend was a blast, that is if you call being at work all weekend and not getting to enjoy a beautiful weekend a blast. This working 7 days a week sucks. I will be so excited when I finally finish my thesis research. One more weekend to go. YEAH.

I guess some of you may be wondering why I was not doing my community service this weekend. So, here's the story. We appealed the decision and we got a Judge who is an active member of PETA. So we took the angle that I was trying to free the animal from its captivity and allow it to live a life of freedom. A life away from grimey kids contracting and spreading E. coli. So, the charges were dismissed and now I again have a clean record.

1 comments

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Do you want to know what I hate? Cleaning up other people's trash. Sunday was a bitch and let me tell you, crime sure does not pay. I mean, I don't think I ever truly appreciated what that meant until now. So, take it from me and stay away from crime.

And the stuff that people leave on the highway, it is crazy. You have your run of the mill fast food bags and cups. Then there is the tread from the 18 wheelers. And you get the kleenex's and paper towels. Then there are the baby diapers. And boy, there was one really ripe one. Parents need to keep that crap to themselves. And then there were the strange things. A single shoe or a sock. There was even a pair of underwear and some lingerie. I found a nice ring, but then my finger turned green so I decided that it was not so nice after all. An then there was the toupee. I just imagine the poor old man in his mid-life crisis convertible cruising down the road an then, wham, the gust of wind catching his hair and flinging it away while his too-young-hottie girlfriend squeals out in disgust. And then there was a Persian carpet. I wanted it to be a magic carpet and whisk me out of there, but it did not work. At least not for me. So I piled it up with the other crap.

Tomorrow, I go to A&T to help collect samples from patients in the field. And today I called about a study. It involves using a Nicotine patch and it pays $240. It sounds like a good deal to me. Much better than the $20 we pay our participants.

So, I must bid farewell to you. The election results await me. (or the boring droning of the news anchors await me.)



0 comments

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?


free hit counter