PSA/NTS
January 11, 2008 / Friday
Chinese Curry
Note to self:
You don't like Chinese curry. You've never liked Chinese curry. You grew up thinking you didn't like curry because all mom cooked was Chinese curry and you thought it was gross. Just because you've discovered the joy of Thai and (most) Indian curries doesn't mean that you all of a sudden like all curries. You still don't like Chinese curry. Please remember that so you don't buy more curry flavored grossness the next time you go to 99 Ranch.
Please remember also that you really like that fruit flavored beef jerky stuff. Mmm, cow candy!
12:45 PM | Food:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
July 31, 2007 / Tuesday
There's A Reason We Have Source Control
I'm about ready to strangle someone right now.
So my coworker is on vacation. That's great for him, and usually bad news for me, because one or more of his apps will invariably break when he's not around to fix it.
Today, one of those apps broke. A user e-mailed my boss, and my boss e-mailed me. No big deal, I thought. I examined the error and went looking for the application in source control.
Nothing. Well, that's just wonderful. I couldn't leave the app broken, so I decided to work with what I had. I decompiled the current app and started digging through the code.
All that digging led me to a source file I didn't have. That file lived in one of our libraries. Great, I thought, I'll just find the source for that library. Into source control I went again, looking, looking...
Nothing. WTF? Fine. I decompiled the library and continued digging. That led me to where the problem was in the code, but then I realized I couldn't repackage the fix because the library didn't fully decompile successfully. More wonderfulness.
In the end, because the bug was unique enough to occur only today, I hacked a higher level fix and deployed the application on an alternate server for use until tomorrow. But geez, this was a LOT harder than it should have been.
And so, I leave you with today's PSA, etched into the annals of the internet in the form of an angry Tweet: Check in your fucking code, people!
• • •
I will allow for the possibility that said code was indeed in source control and I simply couldn't find it, but in that case I would say: Well why the fuck would you put it there?
• • •
Okay, I'm done now. The app's back up, I've done my venting, and soon it will be snacktime.
Snacktime will make everything better.
01:47 PM | PSA/NTS:Rant/Whine| Comments (8)
June 12, 2007 / Tuesday
Work Printer Etiquette
It's poor form to print multiple copies of 30 slide, 1 page per slide PowerPoint presentations at staggered intervals and leave them on the printer. You're killing trees and pissing off coworkers printing more reasonable jobs in between.
Don't make me come bump you!
10:41 AM | PSA/NTS:Rant/Whine| Comments (0)
May 09, 2007 / Wednesday
Teleconference Notes To Self
Note 1: Adding your daily work conference call number to your cell phone plan's favorites list is not very useful if you let the battery run down so far that you can't make calls on the phone.
Note 2: Calling in on Skype is not very useful if you don't notice the little error message telling you that the application can't find your microphone.
- Is Vivian there?
- Blah blah blah.
- Vivian?
- Blah blah blah?
- I guess not.
Blah!
09:56 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (2)
March 13, 2007 / Tuesday
Wimpy Gimpy Cure
Dear Guy at the Gym Doing Lopsided Bench Presses,
If you take a moment to look at the bar you're lifting, you'll notice it has several symmetrical smooth grooves between the crosshatched grippable areas. Use these as guides for hand placement. That way, people won't look at your imbalanced bar and think you have a wimpy gimpy arm.
I'd have told you this in person, but since you're a guy it probably would have been a crushing blow to your ego, so I'm posting it here for you to find when you finally tire of that not-so-fresh unbalanced feeling and decide to search the internet for "lopsided bench press" or "wimpy gimpy arm".
A touch OCD when it comes to balance in the weight room,
Viv
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In other news, I'm back up to 95 pounds on the squat (yay, quarters, way less silly looking than dimes on the squat bar), although I can't remember whether I was squatting 95 or 115 when I stopped. 105, maybe? In any case, I'll need at least another session at that weight to make sure it's not too heavy for me to do properly. In better news, I'm back up to my previous high of 70 lbs on the deadlift. It felt pretty good, so I think I'll go for 75 next time.
Perhaps it'd be better to track these numbers in a spreadsheet instead. Then again, I'm not really serious about being able to lift a lot, and I expect these numbers to level off in the near future. I guess the blog's as good a place as any to record progress if it's just for a few weeks.
Tomorrow, UB!
04:34 PM | Gym:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
February 23, 2007 / Friday
That Would've Really Hurt
Note to self: It is not advisable to pop pills into your mouth when the only beverage within reach has steam coming off the top.
Fortunately, I was trying to take Advil, which meant that I got to enjoy the pills' disturbingly tasty candy coatings while I searched for a drink I could safely gulp.
I'm really glad I didn't have to title this post "Painkiller Irony".
03:00 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
February 21, 2007 / Wednesday
Veggies++
Despite the fact that I sometimes (okay, sometimes often) eat a lot of ice cream, candy, baked goods, and peanut butter (with sugar on top, mmm), I do try to eat a decent amount of vegetables too. I've found that a good way to do this is to keep a bag of immediately munchable veggies (currently, baby carrots) in the fridge. Then, when I'm reheating leftovers (I almost always have leftovers for some reason) I can munch away on the veggies. By the time my food is heated, I've already consumed a serving or two of vegetables for the meal. Good thing, too, because my leftovers always seem to be way too meat and starch heavy.
I think this may actually be my first serious blog PSA. Whoa.
Whoa? I know kung fu?
11:50 PM | Food:PSA/NTS| Comments (4)
September 27, 2006 / Wednesday
Buck-ack?
It's been a while since my last public service announcement ...
If you're looking to hide and/or draw attention away from your scrawny little chicken legs, pulling your extra long white tube socks up to your knees isn't a very good way to do it.
You can thank the guy I saw at the gym today for this.
05:56 PM | Gym:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
August 25, 2006 / Friday
Note To Telemarketers
Calling me "Mrs." is not a good way to sell me something over the phone.
10:21 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (8)
May 12, 2006 / Friday
Borrowed Chair Etiquette
I work in a shared office. There are three of us, and usually no more than two are present. Sometimes one of us will have a visitor, and that visitor will borrow one of the vacant chairs.
Sometimes that vacant chair is mine, and that's okay. But it's not okay when the borrower changes the adjustments on it.
I originally started this post to rant, but now that my chair is readjusted I'm not so much in a ranting mood anymore. I guess I'll turn it into a public service announcement instead ...
If you borrow someone's office chair, don't change the adjustments, or someone's going to think you're a stupid poopiehead, make a voodoo doll in your likeness, and poke it with hot needles.
That, and it's just plain inconsiderate.
There, I feel better now.
10:53 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (2)
April 20, 2006 / Thursday
Python
If you ever want to show an example on the Python site, do not, I repeat, do NOT forget that it's a .org domain.
Especially if you're showing that example on a projector.
But if you do forget, be sure to have the volume up and Flash installed.
03:21 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (2)
Door-to-Door Breast Exams
If a 76-year old man claiming to be a doctor knocks on your door and offers you a free breast exam, you probably shouldn't accept.
Especially if he looks like this guy.
11:04 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (3)
April 05, 2006 / Wednesday
I'm Sorry I Killed Your Frog
Because so many people can't (or refuse to) apologize properly.
And because Cheddah has a frog problem.
10:35 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (1)
March 06, 2006 / Monday
Situps Aren't Supposed To Be Funny
Trying to do situps while watching the Daily Show is a bad idea.
I should be glad I didn't pull anything!
06:28 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
December 11, 2005 / Sunday
Evite Etiquette
If you're on the list for a headcount-dependent event, it's bad practice to change your response to an Evite at the last minute and expect people to see it in time.
That's what cell phones are for.
08:54 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (17)
November 15, 2005 / Tuesday
Roops
Note to self: Having a roommate means if you miraculously wake up and leave for work before your alarm goes off, it becomes your roommate's alarm, and that automatically makes you a poopiehead for the day.
09:26 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (3)
October 27, 2005 / Thursday
Public Service Announcement
It is not a good idea to store a razor blade-side-up in an opaque cup that you tend to reach into without looking.
Fortunately, the skin on my right index finger is thick from pushing on the sandpapery trackpoint nub on my new(ish) laptop.
01:16 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (3)
July 24, 2005 / Sunday
Public Service Announcement
Dear Random Ingrates of the World,
Saying thank you doesn't cost anything, and it's a quick and easy way to fool people who don't know you into thinking you're a nice person, even if you really aren't.
Go ahead, fool me. I won't mind.
01:09 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (3)
July 11, 2005 / Monday
Just Call Me Lobster
Note to self: Weddings at golf courses generally involve abundant sunlight.
Molting sequence initiated. Exoskeleton shedding should begin later this week.
12:39 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (11)
June 20, 2005 / Monday
They're Still Not Listening, La La La
Note to self: Do not tell family members you're injured, because no matter how many times you tell them that you skipped 4.5+ ice times last weekend, that you rested all last week, and that you intend to rest all this week, all they will say is, "You're injured, you should rest."
HELLO! DID YOU LISTEN TO A SINGLE WORD I SAID?
Actually, yes. Two words, even. They heard "pulled something".
My aunt at least can tell you what I pulled (and then tell you based on her own experience years ago that I should be on crutches, even though I can walk, heck, run, without pain). My dad, on the other hand, knows only that I "pulled something". Why doesn't he know more? Because that phrase automatically triggered 50 variations (okay, slight exaggeration) of "you should rest".
*grumble*
• • •
I know, I know, they only do it 'cause they care, but it'd be nice if they weren't so good at selective hearing.
08:27 PM | Famidotes:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
June 12, 2005 / Sunday
User Error
Note to self: The SplashGuard works only if you don't tilt the bottle so far that the water level rises over the air hole on the other side.
What can I say, I'm a little overenthusiastic about the high-flow baby bottle thing. I realy do want to invert it and chug.
Waah.
11:58 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (4)
October 14, 2004 / Thursday
Public Service Announcement
It is probably not a good idea to clean your glasses off with the t-shirt you've been wearing for the last few evenings to work on your greasy grimy car suspension.
If you must, at least use the inside of the shirt.
09:02 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
August 16, 2004 / Monday
Note To Badass Car Owners
If you drive a badass car, please don't ruin it by leaving the dealer license plate frame on it. Especially you, Mr. R32 Driver. R32 Deep Blue clashes with McNevin license plate frame blue. What a car fashion no-no! Oh, and when you get a chance, get some new wheels. Those Aristos have way too many spokes.
03:12 PM | GTI:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
August 09, 2004 / Monday
Public Service Announcement
If you use free weights at the gym, please select your weights and take them someplace away from the rack to do your set, because if you pick up your weights and just stand there, 2 feet from all the other weights, while you do whatever the hell exercise you're doing, you're going to piss off all the other people who want to use the weights that you're blocking.
Don't make me kick the back of your knee in the middle of your set.
Okay, I wouldn't really do that.
In happier gym news, they had the X Games on, and I saw the raddest baddest Moto X jump ever: a full handlebar release 360 sideways body (not bike) rotation in midair. Personally, I like that a lot better than Brian Deegan's trademark something of a double axis 360 jump.
I had something else to say, about various undergarments, but maybe I'll exercise a little restraint today and just leave it at that.
01:24 PM | Gym:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
February 27, 2004 / Friday
Stupid Knee. Stupid Me.
Note to self: If you keep picking at that continuously reforming knee-surgery-on-a-rock scar, you will eventually break through the skin and it will start bleeding. Again. Like you just made it do. Again.
02:34 PM | Injuries:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
February 22, 2004 / Sunday
Apartment Cleaning
Scrubbed out the unit under my aunt's place today. It was "clean", but not clean. Unfortunately for me, my aunt is not nearly as anal about cleaning her in-law unit as I am about cleaning my living space. Apparently, her tenants weren't very anal about cleaning their living spaces, either. I have never used so much 409 in my life!
Also, I got to see firsthand what a decade (plus!) of dust looks like. Ew.
One more thing ...
Public Service Announcement
Do not turn off your fridge without cleaning it first, because anything spilled in there over the years that can grow ... will grow.
05:03 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
February 09, 2004 / Monday
Public Service Announcement / Note To Self
If you are sick and thus prone to coughing fits, perhaps you should consider commuting in your car instead of on your motorcycle, since it really sucks to have to cough in your helmet when you're zooming down the freeway.
11:11 AM | Motorcycle:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
January 17, 2004 / Saturday
Public Service Announcement
If you're going to blog from your PDA phone while sitting on the toilet, be careful not to drop your stylus, because chances are it'll head straight for the water.
Yes, I caught it. Phew!
06:52 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
November 23, 2003 / Sunday
It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood
A beautiful day to go vroom, vroom vroom!
Except that we started late and didn't ride very fast or far.
Stopped for lunch in Berkeley. It's always nice to visit Berkeley. The group ate at Cafe Intermezzo, but since I'm on a liquid diet for the afternoon (hockey soon) I had to sit out. Had a mini black raspberry at Yogurt Park instead. Even better, in my book!
Note to self: If you're going to ride in a group of sportbikes and cruisers, don't put the cruisers up front! Those are just two different types of machines. It's hard to get into a groove when you're always slowing down for the bike in front of you.
I dragged a toe on my right boot this time. There was a sharp hairpin and I shifted off the bike, leaned over, and rolled through it. Felt good! Even the toe drag, because that's still novel to me. Perhaps in another year or so I'll be upset when I do it. New boots are expensive, after all.
Another note to self: Pull your feet up more!
It's supposed to be sunny for the next week. Another ride next weekend? I'd like to trade a few of those cruisers for a silver SV650S, hint hint.
03:00 PM | Motorcycle:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
November 17, 2003 / Monday
Crash Test Barbies Game 5
Finally I've calmed down. I was sooo hyper all last night. I'm not sure why. I was super tired from snowboarding the day before, but once I got into the locker room, man, I was bouncing all around. Literally.
Maybe I was happy to be getting back on the ice after a 2 week hiatus. Maybe it was the Jello Oreo Pudding Cup I got to try. I'd been eyeing those in the supermarket for about a week, and couldn't justify buying myself a six-pack of sugar and fat. But hockey is such a good reason to eat pudding!
Took an Advil before getting on the ice. Wasn't bothered by my sore neck during the game so I think it worked. Thanks for the drugs, Marci.
Well, we lost again, 0-1. I'm not upset, though. I thought we played well. I was happy to see Lauren having a good game and finally seem comfortable with what she was doing out there. She did a great job helping out our D tonight. Go Lauren!
As for me, I had a super high energy game. I skated in when we pulled the goalie during the last minute of the game and I had enough left in my tank to feel like I could skate circles around everyone. I didn't, of course, but managed a great pass that led to another great pass that led to a 3 on 0 breakaway with 20 or so seconds left. The shot went wide, so no rebound opportunities, but hey, it's not the end of the world.
The strangest thing happened afterward. I was sitting there getting my gear off, and when I bent over to put my skate away, I threw up. I felt fine, but I was just sitting there, looking at my gear, splattered with half-processed strawberry yogurt and Oreo pudding.
Well, at least I didn't fall over from lack of oxygen! I'll trade that for some pudding barf any day. I just have to learn to spew away from my stuff.
Note to self: Screw the water bottle cap on tighter. That whole spilling water all over yourself and sitting there with wet underwear thing is not so fun.
Next week: Same time, same rink. Hooah!
08:20 AM | Crash Test Barbies:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
July 21, 2003 / Monday
Public Service Announcement
Okay, it's been 10 months since my last PSA. I guess nothing's really moved me to make a PSA recently. Well, I'm now officially moved. Here goes ...
When you open your car door, please please please try to be careful. Watch out for bicyclists, sidewalks, poles, and, of course, other cars ... especially since there are nutcases out there who care more about their cars than they do about themselves.
I think I just admitted to being a nutcase. 
10:11 PM | GTI:PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
June 04, 2003 / Wednesday
Ow, My Eyes
Note to self: Next time you make an appointment for an eye exam, schedule it for the end of the day, so you don't have to painfully squint your way through the brightest hours of the day. That, and it really sucks not to be able to read what's on the screen.
03:11 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
April 26, 2003 / Saturday
Why Do I Read This Stuff?
Note to self: Cosmo is a piece of crap. Quit wasting money on it.
Four bucks every year or so is four bucks too many!
11:36 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
January 14, 2003 / Tuesday
Thingamabobber of the Day
cube contamination
The thing that happens when a coworker comes into your cube and stinks it up with his or her cologne or perfume, and then proceeds to touch and poke at your screen, leaving smudge marks from his or her fingers on the surface, which, by the way, I find to be quite annoying, especially since they're someone else's smudge marks and not mine, and you know, I get the feeling that this particular person who just contaminated my cube does the screen smudging thing on purpose and gets some sick little sense of satisfaction out of knowing that they have just left their mark on my monitor.
Note to self: Buy a big powerful fan so that next time this happens you can turn it on and blow all the headache-inducing cube-contaminating air out. Whoosh!
11:45 AM | PSA/NTS:Thingamabobber| Comments (0)
September 20, 2002 / Friday
Titles And Stuff
No internet away from work, so I'm going to have to do another big long post with lots of different topics separated by titles and stuff.
Like that. Remember?
Public Service Announcement
If you use up all the TP in the bathroom, kindly replace the spent roll with a new one because if you have a roommate and she goes to use the bathroom and then after completing her business finds that there's nothing but a tube of cardboard on the holder to wipe her ass with, she will be very unhappy.
Hooray For Jerome The Pac Bell Field Technician
So after hours on the phone with Pac Bell's incompetent and contradictory customer service representatives, I was told that today was the day I would see my line activation fail miserably. I was also told that if I didn't manage to get MCI to take themselves off my line by today they'd probably have to do work on it and charge me a hundred something or other dollars for it.
Sure enough, at 9 AM I got a call. It was Jerome the Pac Bell field technician. My line was all messed up because stupid MCI wouldn't take themselves off. "Are you home?," he asked, "I want you to check something inside so I don't have to come in because then we'd have to charge you." Unfortunately, I was in Berkeley at the time. "When can you get here?" Er, 90 minutes from now. "Okay, well here's my pager number. Gimme a call."
10 minutes later I got another call, this time from the previous tenant's number ... on my line. "Hrmm," he said, "I'll call the office and see what I can do. Page me when you get here."
And so I loaded up my car and headed to Belmont. And when I got there I plugged my phone in and lo and behold it was my new number. I gave Jerome a call to thank him. "Hang on to that number," he said, "If anything goes wrong let me know." Cool, man.
So anyway, hooray for Jerome the Pac Bell Field Technician. He kicks ass.
Keys Keys Keys
I threw out all my old keys today. A set of four for the old locks at my aunt's place, my old housekey that I've had since 6th grade, and a couple others from god knows where that I'd been saving for no good reason. Bye bye, old useless keys, your nostalgic value is not worth the clutter you create and the weight you add to the stuff I have to lug around each time I move.
Today I look ahead. I'd better take out the trash before I get all backwards and nostalgic and slow and try to dig my keys back out.
Hummus For Breakfast
Hummus for breakfast is absolutely the bestest.
Hrmm ... maybe it's time to switch over to my song blog.
11:51 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
September 17, 2002 / Tuesday
Public Service Announcement
If you say I said something and I say I didn't then don't fucking say that I did because if I say I didn't then I really fucking didn't because it's probably something that I know for a fact I couldn't possibly have said because what you say I said is fucking false. So fucking quit it, before I kick your fucking ass. Unless of course you're related to me, in which case you're oblivious to all of this because I'm not supposed to even think about kicking your ass and so I just say, "Well if you say I said it then I guess I did," and leave it at that because I don't want to fucking deal with you. Godfuckingdammit.
03:14 PM | PSA/NTS:Rant/Whine| Comments (0)
May 15, 2002 / Wednesday
Public Service Announcement
If the reagent bottle says CORROSIVE and sports a skull and crossbones, do not get it all over your clothes.
11:34 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
April 09, 2002 / Tuesday
Random Cool People
Ever wonder about people you come across? You spend an hour or so around each other and interact a bit and then you go your separate ways and you'll probably never see them again. Never got to know them, never got their name. Come to think of it, did you even talk to each other? Too bad 'cause they were kinda cool. Maybe you guys will run into each other again sometime. But even if you did, would you know it?
Note to self: Talk to them if you think they're cool 'cause what are the chances you'll run into the same stranger twice?
07:11 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
March 07, 2002 / Thursday
Public Service Announcement
Eat your pineapples. They're supposed to be good for you or something.
But don't eat too many. My mom says they're yeet hay (or sup yeet ... I can't remember which) and that's supposed to be bad for you or something.
01:54 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
February 25, 2002 / Monday
Tahoe Is Tiring!
I didn't get up until 5 PM today! I think Tahoe wore me out.
But despite my fatigue I shall blog my weekly Tahoe report ...
No I Didn't Snowboard
Snowboarding? Nope! I slushboarded and iceboarded instead. Friday was slushy and my board kept getting stuck in the stuff. It was hard work! I think I need warm weather wax for my board or something. Saturday it cooled down and the slush was gone. Instead it was ice. Owwie! I bruised my butt and jarred my shoulder. But hey, it's good practice going down mountains of ice. Yes it is, yes it is.
Ron Jeremy And The Senior Citizens
Went to Carson City Friday night for some cheap blackjack. It was like a senior citizen's employment center there! All the dealers had grey hair. Old ladies and old men. I was doing okay against one of the grandmas but then they switched dealers. Brought in some guy with dark curly hair and a mustache. He looked just like Ron Jeremy. So I was sitting there wondering if the dealer had a 10 inch dick too and the next thing I know he's kicking everyone's asses at the table. Two blackjack hands in a row! We all deserted in a hurry.
Note to self: Do not play blackjack with porn stars because they will fuck you in the ass and take your money.
Oompa Loompa Parade
I must have gone to sleep Friday night a little disturbed by Ron Jeremy and the senior citizens because that night I had some weird dream about a Oompa Loompa parade. Some useful background information here is that they scared the hell out of me when I was a little kid. I would sit there watching Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory and when the Oompa Loompas came on I'd be too scared to close my eyes or change the channel. I'd just sit there wide-eyed with fear. Tremble tremble. Anyway, in my dream there was this pack of Oompa Loompas about 5 deep and 4 wide marching up and down the street in front of my parent's house. I kept hearing them singing their Oompa Loompa song and I'd run to the window and see these short little orange and green people marching down the street. Crazy shit. Glad to be awake now.
01:17 AM | Dreams:PSA/NTS:Snow| Comments (0)
February 18, 2002 / Monday
Public Service Announcement
Do not fall asleep before decending the mountains because the pressure will build up in your ears and you won't be awake to diffuse it along the way and when you wake up back at sea level it's gonna hurt like a bitch to equilibrate.
At least if you're me it does.
Oh, and holding your nose and blowing just makes it hurt more.
11:48 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
November 29, 2001 / Thursday
Chomp!
Note to self: Stop biting yourself!
06:22 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
November 03, 2001 / Saturday
Public Service Announcement
Boca Burgers do not taste like burgers.
Boca Bratwurst does not taste like bratwurst.
My fault for thinking that faux meat could taste like the real thing.
I'm going to go get me some real cow now. Moo.
12:49 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
October 28, 2001 / Sunday
Uffa!
Note to self: Do not try to box Ted.
08:14 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
October 21, 2001 / Sunday
Not-So-Exciting Find of the Night
Note: this is a follow-up to a previous post.
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Diet Coke with Lemon is gross!
• • •
Realization About My Realization of Wednesday Night
Booty is more complicated than I thought.
Or do I just think it's more complicated than I thought?
I thought stick and move was supposed to simplify everything.
Note to self: Revisit that idea.
10:02 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
October 20, 2001 / Saturday
Fighter Jets and Makeup
Some unposted posts from earlier ...
4:36 PM CDT at STL
Fighter jets -
I got off the rental car shuttle and I heard planes buzzing by. I thought it was just another passenger jet taking off but I looked up and saw 4 fighter jets buzzing through the air. Those things are cool! Formation, formation, formation! 90 degree turns! Did I wonder why they were up there? Nah, not really. I figured someone probably got drunk on a plane and the pilot radioed back and the Air Force decided to sic a few fighter jets on 'em to scare the guy quiet.
Makeup -
The first thing I did after checking in was to go find myself a restroom and get the makeup off my face. As I was walking out someone came in and started putting makeup on. I wonder if the other people in the bathroom thought that was strange.
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Hybrid Planes? Nah ... TWA's Just Cheap!
I saw a plane take off a few minutes ago. Its fuselage was American Airlines silver with the familiar red, white, and blue stripe. Its tail was painted white with the red TWA logo on top. "What the hell?!" I thought. A closer examination revealed the letters TWA painted on the fuselage toward the front of the plane. I can't believe they didn't even bother to paint the plane after they bought it!
Wow, another couple TWA planes just rolled by. They still had their paint jobs from the 80's.
Note to self: Never, ever, fly TWA.
12:58 AM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
September 07, 2001 / Friday
Sucky Way to Die
Step 1: Having the ground cave in as you walk across your backyard.
Step 2: Falling into the hole in your backyard and into the cesspool.
Step 3: Drowning in your and your family's excrement.
Note to self: Do not buy a house with a backyard cesspool.
06:49 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
September 01, 2001 / Saturday
Sick Sleep
Note to self: Learn to be mean so you can get off the phone and get your much needed sick sleep.
Does anyone have advice on how to do this without hurting the other person's feelings? That's aside from telling them that I hate the phone, even though it's true, because I've already tried that and if the other person happens to like the phone they won't understand.
01:19 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
August 23, 2001 / Thursday
Public Bathroom Service Announcement
7:33:11 PM PDT
Remember to step back when flushing public toilets because some of them like to spit back.
10:51 PM | PSA/NTS| Comments (0)
August 21, 2001 / Tuesday
What Part Of "No" Can't I Say?
+3 for EDT, yo
Note to self: Stop being such a fucking pushover. "No" is not a swear word. If that's what you want to say, say it.
Note to everyone and no one: Stop fucking pushing me.
No, actually, don't stop. Keep pushing me and see if I learn. It'll be good for me. And when you start thinking I'm a jerk because I've turned you down then you'll know I've learned.
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August 10, 2001 / Friday
Get Some
Note to self: Go get laid so you can stop blogging about booty!
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August 05, 2001 / Sunday
Rude Awakening
Note to self: Do not answer weekend morning calls from mom.
My mom has a new theory. She thinks I'm never going to be able to cohabitate with anyone. Never mind that I'm living with a roommate now. She thinks that because I've been living "alone" (i.e. not with the family) for so long I'll never be able to handle living with my future husband, whom I should be looking for now (but that's another story). She also thinks I'm spoiled as all hell. Something about how I'll never compromise to accomodate anyone else but they all have to compromise to accomodate me. I don't know where the hell she gets such theories in her head. I mean, how much FUCKING (shout that) time has she spent with me in the last 7 years? Not a whole darned lot, considering I'm all the way over on the other side of the country.
Aurgh! FARK! Fark, goddammit! Please keep your farking theories on how I should live my life to yourself! Dogfarkingdarnit!
I think I'm going to go climb a wall.
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July 28, 2001 / Saturday
Public Service Announcement
If you call people and don't leave messages but instead try to call them back every 5 to 10 minutes, STOP DOING IT! If they're not answering, it means either that they can't hear their phone, in which case you can call all you want and they'll never hear you, or that they can't or don't want to answer, in which case you're annoying the hell out of them. Like this morning, in the span of 5 minutes, my home phone rang, followed by my cell phone, my cell phone, and my home phone again. No message. Not one farking message. I was farking sleeping, mom. Dogfarkingdarnit.
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July 26, 2001 / Thursday
Quit Being A Cow
Note to self:
Sleep more so your muscles don't shrink.
Eat less so your fat cells don't grow.
Yes, that's right, stop having pints of ice cream for dessert.
