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[19 Apr 2010|11:13am] |
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...but can they be tamed?
All I want is for him to not attack us in a psychotic ball of claws, teeth, and fury. Is that really so much to ask?
Anyway, I've uploaded a new facebook album of him being cute and cat-like, not evil and cat-like.
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| The new addition |
[10 Apr 2010|12:57pm] |
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We can haz kitteh!
Adopted a kitty kitty kitty kitty cat from this chick that works in the promotions department at the station. I was looking on the station website for the podcast of the conversation, since I know it used to be up, but I couldn't find it. Anyway, her boyfriend is allergic and she's moving in with him, so she wanted to get rid of the kitty and we snatched him up...
...and I haven't gotten a good night's sleep since! lol Tardicus Rex reaaaaally loves to play at around 4:30 in the morning, and I've never understood this particular aspect of kitty cat physics, but somehow a single cat sounds like a herd of elephants when bounding through the apartment in the wee hours of the morning. And then there's the toy with the bell on it, and the plastic track disk that has a ball trapped in it. And then there's the sudden kitty paws of steel pouncing on your breast bone. *Yawwwwwwn*
And then there's the "I'm always kind of keeping one eye open so he doesn't attack the rat" issue. I've got to take a picture of the fortifications we put up on her cage. There's sticky tape and tin foil all over the damn thing, because allegedly cats don't like that. It works for a while, then he gets bold and tries to get up there, then he remembers he doesn't like that stuff and we also go running over and grab him off, and he leaves it alone for a while, then he gets bold again... We don't think it's that he wants to eat her, we think he just can't figure out whether she's a small strange-looking kitty or a toy. It's kind of stressful for everyone at the moment.
But then there are those moments where he follows your around, rubs against your legs, and lays next to you in bed purring, and you remember why having a cat is so cool.
And then you pet him and he bites you. *sigh* It's going to be a long adjustment process for everyone lol
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| Busy busy week! |
[02 Apr 2010|10:00am] |
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So last night my favorite blogger, PZ Myers of scienceblogs.pharyngula.com, was in Rochester speaking at RIT! It turned into a mini girls night out since I rounded up my girls Kate and Justine to go with me. It was hella fun :) I didn't get home until 11:30, but it was totally worth it.
And tonight is the Buzz Singles Mingle party and I'm actually going to this one since it's down the street from work. It's gonna be another crazy night lol, and I can't wait!
Yaaaaaaaaay fun!
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| So it finally happened... |
[01 Apr 2010|04:18pm] |
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The long-awaited day finally came.
I had the conversation with my mother in which I said "Then perhaps it's best if we no longer speak."
Long story short, it was a re-hashing of all the usual fights and the general theme going something like this:
Me: You just don't like me. You don't like who I am or what I care about, you never have, you never will, and we do not and will never get along.
Her: But this is new! We used to have such a good relationship! It's only since you came back from Japan that you seem to want nothing to do with us.
Me: You need to realize you've been imagining our relationship and creating an idealized image of who you want me to be (and who I most definitely am not) since perhaps middle school. This is nothing new. It's time for you to stop pretending that you know me and like me, because you don't, and this is why we argue. So perhaps it's just better if we don't speak anymore.
Do you know, she actually said to me that I have disgraced the family name (WTF?!). That's right, I disgraced the family name. With a painting. I repeat, WTF?
So it's been done. I feel bad that she started to cry at the end, and I don't like the fact that she's bound to be distraught over this. I'm not a completely heartless person after all. I don't want to make the woman cry. But if she would perhaps have just listened to me, actually listened, at any one point during the many years we've been having that same discussion, then we wouldn't be in the situation we're in now.
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| Life rolls on |
[30 Mar 2010|08:09am] |
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So, um, last week was interesting. We were out at the mall, had lunch, and had just started to go shopping when Pat had some sort of an attack, got dizzy, thought he was gonna pass out, tight chest, cold sweat, totally scary. We took him to the doctor and they did a few tests to make sure it wasn't a heart attack, then sent him to the hospital to get a CAT scan to make sure it wasn't a blood clot. It wasn't.
Then the next steps were to take a stress test (where they hook you up to stuff and make you run on a treadmill to get your heart rate up) and do a bunch of blood tests.
It scared the hell out of me, it really did. All kinds of crazy thoughts were going through my head.
Results came in yesterday though! His heart is absolutely beautiful. It's extremely healthy, and he has really great cholesterol levels and all that too. Absolutely awesome. What might be going on though, is that his continued chest discomfort could be extremely strong acid reflux and indigestion, or he could have an ulcer. He might also have chest arthritis, which does exist lol, and is just kind of nagging and annoying and doesn't usually get worse over time. But to test for the ulcer, he has to do poop tests lmao. He's gotta poop, then wipe some on a little pad thing, then put it in a plastic bag and fold it over and put it in a package and mail the damn thing roflmfao. But if it is an ulcer they'll have to operate. It's a basic, small, routine kind of in-and-out operation, but none the less I don't like it at all!
So I'm a lot more relaxed now. Things are back to good again. Jesus...
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[23 Mar 2010|09:54am] |
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*Getting super annoyed with the video ads that come up before you can post*
I had some stuff to post, but now I don't really remember what it was. So here's some random stuff:
Sometimes when I'm driving home I look at myself and think how cool it is that I'm driving on highways and in a city on a daily basis. Not too long ago I couldn't drive at all, and now it's every day. I live on the 6th floor of a building in a city and I park in a parking garage. I have a cool swipey RFID pass to get into the building. I have my own washing machine and dryer, which is totally epic. I'm just in a really cool spot right now.
Our vacuum shit the bed last weekend and we bought the king of vacuums: The Dyson Animal ball vac. And yes, it's totally worth every penny. This thing is epic.
Halfway through the second audio book recording. First one isn't up on the website yet, and I can't wait til it is.
We're regulars now at this pizza place in the ghetto (we get it delivered). It's an amazing pizza place thought, and it's really close since technically the ghetto starts just on the other side of the highway from us. I'm reheating my leftover eggplant parm sub from yesterday. Speaking of... Shit, I kinda burned it lol.
We got our full security deposit back from the old apartment ($630) and we're planning to use it to go away for our one year anniversary in June. We're having a lot of trouble finding a place to go that seems fun and interesting that we can afford though.
So healthcare passed :) Overall I'm for it. There are one or two provisions that I'm not entirely cool with, but it's a step in the right direction anyway.
I'm getting my hair cut today, which is long overdue. It's getting too heavy. I'm just gonna tell my lovely hairstylist to just go ahead and play and do whatever she wants lol.
Pat and I had an argument over whether or not we're gonna raise our future kids as vegetarians. I say yes, he says no. It's still being debated, but I think the consensus is going to be in public they're vegetarian, and at home if daddy is eating meat then they can have some if they want it.
Pat's been working out really hard, and it's definitely starting to show. I'm really happy for him. He's been kinda down lately.
Ow, shit, this sub is really hot!
And meanwhile, I feel like I've been getting really fat. Not a lot of time in my schedule to actually work out, either. Bah, I just need to slow it down on the junk food. And now that the season is starting to change it won't be too long before we can walk places in the city on the weekend.
We were also talking about future baby names the other day (Pat brought it up, not me! lol) and he finally told me he wasn't serious about letting me name a girl Rose Tyler. I'm less than thrilled about that, but I can get over it lol. If we have a girl her name is most likely going to be Alexandra, and a boy is probably going to have some super Irish or Welsh name, like Kiernan or Morgan or Gwydion or something. I am actually in love with a ton of Welsh names.
Nobody panic though. We've just been thinking about this stuff lately, but we're not gonna actually plan on kids until after another year or so.
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[13 Mar 2010|08:31am] |
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Sleeeeepy.... soooo sleeeeeepy.....
I'm trying to wake up here at work on a Saturday morning, so I figured maybe posting would get my brain in gear at least a little bit.
It's been a busy few weeks. I did some overtime at work, but more importantly I finished recording my first official project as a "voice over artist." :) It was a really great feeling to look at the contract and see that title under my name. It's one of the things I've always wanted to be, and now I am... so far, anyway. I won't be able to relax until the book is finalized. I'm still terribly, bone-chillingly afraid that for some reason they'll say, "Well, thanks for playing, but we don't actually like the job you did, so, better luck somewhere else." Until it's all done and ready to go I'm going to continue to be a nervous wreck.
Poor Pat has had a hard time putting up with me this past week. We've been bickering a lot, and it's entirely because I've been so stressed about this. I need to come up with something special to do for him, because he really has soldiered through my nonsense. Tonight we're going out to a bar with some friends, and on the one hand I want to just chill out and have a blast and celebrate having completed the book, but on the other hand I'm terribly afraid it might turn into a case of counting my chickens before they hatch. So nervous!!
I know they have at least some form of confidence in me, because when I told the boss lady that all the files were uploaded, she asked if I wanted to do another one, and when I said yes she sent some more project files for me to choose from. So I should just chill. But I can't! I want this so damn much!
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[12 Mar 2010|07:03am] |
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I'm gonna post! Soon, I swear!! Possibly this afternoon, maybe this evening, but if not then definitely tomorrow! Eeeep!!!!
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| In which I return from the dead |
[27 Feb 2010|02:06pm] |
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Srsly.
So, um, disregard all the emo bullshit of the previous posts. It's amazing what a move to the city and a lead on your dream job will do for you.
Now...
It's been brought to my attention by Evil-chan, whom I miss dearly, that I don't blog enough (or, well, ever, anymore). And gorrammit, she's absolutely right. I fully intend to keep this up this time, and you know what, I should take pictures more too! It's been ages since I took any pictures. And hell, let's add video to the mix (that may take a while though since I'm between video editing programs at the moment, and I hate WMM which is free, and we're paying off the new washer and dryer...anyway! Back to the regularly scheduled program).
Yeah, back from the dead. Out of the monotony that was life in the Greece apartment, desperately searching for a new job, all the while hating myself for "being stuck in a call center," and in to the excitement of driving to and from my apartment in the heart of the city, right on the Genesee River, perched at the top of the Falls, overlooking some of the city's coolest landmarks. Also add into the mix the craziness of trying to set up the spare bedroom into my "painting and magic room," then all of a sudden having to set it up as my "audio book narration room" for the gig I just got narrating romance novels for commission! I know!!! I've always wanted to be a voice actress, and now there's a ridiculous porn aspect to it? Heaven!! I dunno how I'm gonna get through it with a straight face, but it's not my facial expression that matters I guess lol. So while I'm still at the call center, I've realized that it's ok that my money-making job isn't super cool or important, because it will allow me to start doing what I really want to do with myself. Happiness ensues.
I'm not the only one back from the dead, either! Pinky, our three year old (very elderly for a rat) little adopted ratty girl had been growing quite the tumor on her butt. It was really starting to hamper her movement, so we knew it was time to take her in to the vet to see what the options were. I was expecting they would say that she was too old for surgery and we'd have to either put her down now or let it keep growing for a while and put her down later. Surprise, surprise! They said despite being old she seems in perfect health otherwise and was healthy enough to survive the surgery, and also that they've removed tumors larger than hers, AND that the whole thing including the overnight stay and the meds and the eventual staple removal would only cost around $200! *Shocked face!* So of course we had them do it, and she's like a new rat now, running all over the couch hyper as hell. She's suddenly a lot lighter, and she can move her hind legs properly, and she's just loving it! Below is the link to Pat's blog about it, with pictures.
http://blogs.rochesterbuzz.com/pattheproducer/2010/02/25/my-pet-rat-post-surgery/
Also, Youngling is back from the dead! I've seen her now I think three times this month alone, when last year I think it was maaaaaybe three times in six months if I was lucky. She surprised me by being at the apartment last night when I got home from work, and she'd made a whole batch of her famous imitation-hostess cupcakes that I'd been jonesing for last week!
And also in the list of Lazarusosities, K-chan's love-accepting psyche has returned from the dead, with many a happy relationship side effect to report.
Winter weather as well has decided it doesn't want to be dead and gone just yet, blessing the Rochester area with our first end-of-February-beginning-of-March epic snowstorm. It's been snowing for three days straight, and all the kiddies had the day off from school yesterday. To give you an idea of how rare an event it is when ALL the area schools close, in my school there was a rumor among the student population that the principal was from Alaska so we were all screwed and that's why it never closed "even though it should! Come on, the roads suck! We're all gonna die in flaming bus crashes! It'll be CHAOS!!!"
So.... yeah. February is the month of Imbolc, and this year it's most definitely when light and life began to return to the world. Oh, also, it's the return of Japanese chocolate into my life, because Pat is the bestest husband in the world and surprised me with 20 Ghana bars! *Drooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool*
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[15 Sep 2009|05:08pm] |
I'm straight-up miserable.
Yeah, today it's exaggerated by hormones since I'm getting my period next week. But.
I hate my job. It's mindnumbingly boring but hard as hell at the same time. But mostly it's just retarded. The computer system is full of bugs, and there are rules and processes in place for absolutely no good reason. I can't fucking take this for very long...
...But I have to. Pat works so damned hard, and he has for so damn long, that I really have no right to complain. I'm whining about 40 hours of inanity a week, while he puts in much more than that, and with crazy hours to boot.
Jesus, I just feel so incredibly worthless right now, and by that I mean that my life is just completely unexciting and irrelevant to the species at large. I'm not accomplishing anything. I'm not really contributing anything that important. And hell, I don't know what kind of science I'm actually facilitating here, helping these engineers get their replacement parts for all kinds of crazy machines.
And don't even get me started on Western NY. I've been here for two years now, and I'm about ready to freak out. I've hated it here since the day I stepped off the airplane on the way back from Japan, and I don't see it changing any time soon.
I need a change. I'm dying here, slowly, and I have been for those whole two years.
I'm miserable.
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OMG THIS IS THE COOLEST IDEA EVER!!!!
It would take forever and I don't have the time to be doing it, but omg this would be awesome for the centerpieces. This is the centerpiece plan we're currently working on:
A big round dish with semi-curved sides, or a lip, or something, kind of like a candle plate, inside of which is stones or glass bead things.
In the middle of that, a pretty glass oil diffuser in orange or red. Or red and orange pillar candles.
Around that is 4 glass votive holders, two have candles in them and two have crayons in them.
It would be wicked awesome to make these to sprinkle around mixed in with the stones.
We were thinking the tables would have fun names, like band names or something, because Pat wanted to make mixed CDs for favors, and it would be cool to have the band names from the CD as the names, or maybe the song names. So it would be cool to have these DIY marble things with the band pictures or logos.
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[01 Mar 2009|01:03pm] |
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Iiiiiiiiiiiii feel like crap. Running running running last week, and it'll be the same this week. Friday night was the Singles Mingle and they had Pat DJ this time in a special room dubbed "Pat's Love Lounge," and they had him just play mostly slow stuff. It was a great time, but we were out late and I got pretty drunk. Puffy as hell the next day, on top of female puffiness. Then last night we had another paranormal investigation (which was awesome to get another chance to get out there and check stuff out), so we didn't get home until super late (or early, depending on how you look at it). Aaaaand I woke up completely congested and generally feeling like crap. Blaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
K-chan, I was thinking about this, are you quitting your evil job? Does this mean you get more vacation days? Does this mean I get to see you longer in June? Please say yes.
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[11 Feb 2009|02:16pm] |
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So here's the deal.
We found out the other day that our Lockport venue, which we put the $400 deposit on, has booked a small 50th Anniversary party during the same time as our reception. We were under the impression that we'd have the whole place to ourselves and that they didn't do things like that. They swear up and down that it won't be a problem at all. I wonder. Also, they want to keep the morning open for events so they won't let us in to decorate until two hours before the wedding. We had been under the impression that we could get in there early in the morning to set up. So basically, they're not treating us with nearly the amount of respect I would expect for us giving them $9000, and we're kind of feeling like they're dicking us around here. I'm pretty pissed.
So Pat decided to be proactive and just for the heck of it called up the events people at this hotel in Rochester where they had a radio station event a few times. Cosmic coincidence, they happen to have the date wide open. He told the lady the whole story, about what we were dealing with, and she totally understood and sympathized and assured us that they take weddings very seriously there, only do one event at a time, do all the decorating for you, will set your stuff up as long as they've been told how to do it, they have free valet parking, and all kinds of other benefits, they are used to dealing with vegans and food allergies, and the price she quoted us was at par with Lockport or even cheaper. Tomorrow afternoon (Thursday) we're going over to meet with her (and allegedly the chef too!) and take a look at everything and talk about what we might like to do.
So it's looking like we're gonna have a massive plan change. If that's the case, we're gonna have a menu change-up. So K-chan, I want suggestions. Imagine you're Belle in the "Be Our Guest" segment. What kinds of crazy dishes are flying around the dining room? Also, I want input on that hair thing from Etsy I posted yesterday. I think I really really like it.
I'm actually starting to get excited again, but this may or may not be a good thing. I've been so used to just settling for things because of a lack of options or money, and it felt like crap to be honest. Now that plans are changing a little bit I'm worried about getting my hopes up and having them viciously crushed again for some reason.
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[10 Feb 2009|07:22pm] |
There is wedding drama. We may be switching venues. I'll update with specifics on Thursday night, so stay tuned.
Also, K-chan: I love this. I want it.
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[30 Jan 2009|08:30pm] |
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As if yesterday's doughnut surprise wasn't enough and I wasn't still reeling from it, Pat outdid himself again today, so much so that I'm completely stunned and I can't possibly capture it all. So I had a long day today, class in the morning from 9:30 until 11:45, then I had to run straight to work with a little tiny lunch time and work from 1-8. Pat stopped in really quickly while I was at work to say hi and let me know Jae and Brandy wanted to hang out tonight (but I said we couldn't because I had work tomorrow morning too). So I come home and I was having trouble with my zipper on my coat because it's being gay, and Pat comes over and helps me unzip it. I glance over into the kitchen and my mouth drops open, because there is a beautiful-looking lasagna on the stove waiting for me! And garlic bread in the oven! I didn't really have the heart to tell him I was kind of full because they made me go on a dinner break at work lol. But he says, that's not all! He did some dishes, cleaned out the toaster oven, cleaned the rest of the kitchen, cleaned out the humidifier, went to Wegmans to get a few things random groceries we needed, which turned into "Hey, I should really make Jessi dinner," which also became, "You know, I bet she'd like some chocolate, let me get her a dark chocolate bar, and also, I bet she'd like some ice cream, let me get her that mint Ben and Jerry's she liked the other day, and just in case let me get some Half Baked too, and I'll get her some Pocky too, and also some cookies from Subway." My mouth was agape for ages.
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| My Amazing Male |
[29 Jan 2009|08:45pm] |
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So something incredibly stunning happened tonight, of the "I'm the luckiest girl in the world" variety. Pat and I were hanging out, dorking around in the kitchen, talking about random crap, and I just burst out with "Wow, I really want a doughnut" in random fashion, like I'm prone to do lol. And then I kept talking about whatever it was we were talking about. I was mixing up some natural hair shampoo stuff. He laughs, because it's so stereotypically me, and he's like "What kind of doughnut?" I'm like "Huh? Oh, I dunno, a doughnutty doughnut lol," and I go about my business. So I hop in the shower and had a lovely little hair conditioning session. First I washed with lots of baking soda, then I rinsed with a mixture of 2 kinds of vinegar, honey, lime juice, and an egg, which I also tried using on my super dry leg skin lol (damnedable shaving >< ). Then I rinsed with tons of straight lime juice. It was loooooooooooovely, omg. I realized I'd been in there for a good while and when I got out I yelled to Pat, "Sorry babe, I'll be there in a minute, almost done," because we were supposed to watch Ghost Hunters when I got out. He yelled back "You're fine, don't worry about it." So I got out and got dressed and re-heated some leftovers and came into the living room to sit down, and he goes, "Hey, before you sit down, look, what's that over on the computer desk?" I was like, "Huh?" I looked over and there, sitting on the computer desk, was a bakery bag from the grocery store across the street. I was dumbfounded!!! I looked inside, and lo and behold, there were doughnuts in it. I said, "Oh my god!" He's like, "So what's in it? Money?" joking around and being all cute. I went over and glomped him on the couch in a complete daze, totally stunned. I was like "No, it's doughnuts! Did you seriously get dressed, run over there and get those, and come back, and get back into pajamas, all while I was in the shower, and I had no idea?" He's like "Yeah :) I did it really fast and like literally ran into the store and back out again and just had time to get back in when you yelled out 'I'm almost done, be there in a minute'." OMG! *love* He seriously is the most awesome guy ever. I can not possibly express how much I love him lol, and NOT just because of doughnuts lmao.
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[11 Jan 2009|09:45pm] |
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K-chan: Here's a recipe you absolutely have to try! Veggie sandwich spread.
Take 1 huge eggplant and 3 yellow squash and peel them and chop them up into, well, reasonably small pieces. Mix them together in a bowl with some mushrooms, and coat everything well with olive oil. Spread it all out on a pan and sprinkle on assorted spices (I used garlic salt, little dried onion pieces, crushed chili pepper, and basil), then bake it. One it's cooked, let it cool down. Put it in a food processor with a block of cream cheese and some spinach, and voila, crazy delicious veggie spread. It is sooooooo good on soft squishy bread!
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