Sunday, June 2, 2002
09:56 p.m.
An addendum to the food entry: also good is homemade Korean food (I believe this is what I had... maybe a slight variant, but I'm pretty sure it was Bulgogi). Well, homemade ethnic anything, really, is probably pretty damn good.
np - John Mayer - Not MyselfThursday, May 30, 2002
08:24 p.m.
The only thing that's better than home-made spaghetti sauce made by a real Sicilian is this: Classico di Genoa Spicy Tomato and Pesto. This is so good I could pour it into a bowl and eat it with a spoon. mmmm.
And on the line of food: Stew's gone to the store to buy mayo to make tuna salad (BLECH), and also to pick me up some Hotter-Than-Hot Metwursts. mmmm, burn my taste buds out.
Other things to eat: Kungpao Beef at Red Pepper, Lamb Vindaloo at Ambar India, Potato Soup from Red Light Cafe (this place is wedged between a bar and a strip club... it's also right next-door to the fire that I mentioned in an earlier entry), Terry's Chocolate Raspberry Dark, Fresh Radishes and Tomatoes from the garden, and Homemade Steamed Dumplings (Chinese).
Okaaaaay.... I'm hungry now. :-)
np - Gin Blossoms - Hey JealousyTuesday, May 28, 2002
06:21 p.m.
Sunday, May 26, 2002
10:55 a.m.
I've got none of the The 50 Uncoolest Records, but I've got some MP3's of a few of 'em, and my mom's got vinyl of a few others. I do have a single from this one and this one. (links found through booboolina)
Sweet! The thinking man's drinking game! (link found through jish)Saturday, May 25, 2002
08:16 a.m.
Friday, May 24, 2002
09:19 p.m.
3 items I have brand loyalty to:
- Coke
- Captain Morgan
- Altoids
3 snacks I enjoy:
- Those vending machine TGIFriday's potato-skin chips
- Leftovers from yesterday's lunch
- Big Wheels (generic brand mint chocolate chip ice cream sandwiches)
3 songs I know all the words to even without the music:
- Iowa (Traveling III) - Dar Williams
- Meet Virginia - Train
- Leather - Tori Amos
3 games I like:
- Flinch
- Heroes of Might and Magic
- Euchre
3 books that moved me:
- Bellwether - Connie Willis (okay, maybe not move per se, mostly I just enjoyed it, but it does bring up some interesting thoughts about chaos theory)
- Pawn of Prophecy - David Eddings (started me down the dark path of fantasy novels)
- Old Doc Strange comic books (not books, exactly, but these started me down the dark path of comics)
3 things I would buy with $1000:
- VISA BILL
- CD-R
- Helluva lot of CD's
My top 3 guilty pleasures:
- Kylie Minogue
- Dirty stories
- Checking my email every 5 minutes
Last 3 cd's in the cd player:
- Dizzy Up The Girl - Goo Goo Dolls
- Mortal City - Dar Williams
- Spirit - Jewel
Top 3 locations I'd like to run away to:
- Seattle (hush. I love all of WA state, especially Seattle)
- Athens
- Italy
3 bad habits I have:
- Drinking
- Cracking my knuckles
- Singing loudly and off-key
3 things I would never wear:
- Spandex
- Capris (yes, I know they're in right now. Too bad. I don't like 'em, and I definitely don't look good in 'em.)
- Tight white pants that show off my panty lines
3 TV shows I like:
- The Simpsons
- Malcolm in the Middle
- Sex in the City
My 3 biggest joys at the moment:
- Music
- I filed my nails, and they look really pretty
- My office is clean
np - Goo Goo Dolls - Black BalloonWednesday, May 22, 2002
07:24 p.m.
RIP Stephen Jay Gould
Copy-Proof CD's my ass
There was a fire just up the block from my house. Stew's email to our local listgroup sums it up nicely:
Well, Anneliese and I woke up a little bit late today because our power was out. Turns out there was a raging 3 or 4 alarm fire two blocks away right in the middle of downtown Covington.
I saw A off to work and walked down with a digital camera and got some pretty nice shots. According to the fire fighters, the fire had been going on since 5 AM...
Erik had called to see if we were ok...which we are :) Just wanted to let anyone else that was a bit worried know that other than a house that smells like smoke (we woke up and thought OUR house was on fire *yikes*) and me being blocked in by emergency vehicles that we are fine.
Here's the rest of the story: Covington loses historic landmark
Saturday, May 18, 2002
11:38 a.m.
Tuesday, May 14, 2002
10:01 p.m.
What kind of drunk are you?
np - Aimee Mann - Driving SidewaysTuesday, May 14, 2002
08:27 p.m.
"Now this is a bazillion-carat diamond that I dug out of my backyard with a teaspoon, Shauna."
np - Train - Drops of Jupiter
Sunday, May 12, 2002
09:48 a.m.
Saturday, May 11, 2002
12:19 p.m.
If you were with me last night while I was pounding rum and cokes, and I said/did anything that was embarrassing, annoying, stupid, or offensive, and you're pissed or upset at me about it, then I'm Sorry! I was really really sauced! I'll never do it again! at least, I'll try really really hard to never do it again.
I'm slowly (re)learning how different alcohol affects me. Lots of beer + a few shots makes me really sleazy, the hangovers are nasty, and I still smell like beer the next morning. Lots of rum and cokes make me think I'm all sorts of witty, when I'm just being a drunken, slurring dork, and I have a tendency to blurt out anything and everything. However, the hangovers aren't too bad, and I don't smell like beer.
How drunk was Miz_A?
~7 rum and cokes (at ~2 shots of rum per drink) + 1 beer x ~130 lbs body weight over ~6 hours
Ugh.
Most accurate statement heard last night: "The male brain is programmed to place as many varieties as possible, but it's limited to one." 'Course, this statement ties into what I do at work, so if you don't get it, that's okay. I do. And I maintain that I think the female brain is programmed the same damn way.
Anyway. Off to get something to eat. The hangover seems to have finally passed, and I'm ravenous.
Saturday, May 4, 2002
12:09 p.m.
np - blissful silenceTuesday, April 30, 2002
09:48 p.m.
I thought it was funny. Morbid humour.
"Are you waiting for the train, miss?" inquired the young gentleman.
"Why, no," she replied calmly, folding her needlework in her lap. "I'm waiting for my head to explode."
Absurdism. That's how I feel right now.Tuesday, April 30, 2002
08:08 p.m.
Right. I was doing okay, guess I'm not at the moment.
np - Stabbing Westward - Falls ApartMonday, April 29, 2002
09:16 p.m.
Still, it's interesting to think that when you're walking down the street looking good, 5 out of 40 people you pass are more interested in your Irish setter.
np - Jewel - Standing StillTuesday, April 23, 2002
10:36 p.m.
Then she thinks about her scene
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna be the queen
-- Train - Meet Virginia
This chorus sums me up. Hell, the whole song sums me up. :-)
Monday, April 22, 2002
10:05 p.m.
I need to write. Somebody mail me a topic. Hell, mail me a dirty topic. I'll even send you a copy of the final draft. ;-)
np - Rose Chronicles - Awaiting EternitySunday, April 21, 2002
10:06 a.m.
np - Sarah Brightman - Anytime, Anywhere Saturday, April 20, 2002
07:58 a.m.
Lots of things I've been thinking about. First off, my computer is no longer fubar'ed. I wiped the entire hard drive (tho' I did have to find an IT guy at work to tell me how to reformat it), and started installing software from the ground up. The biggest problem that I was having was from any games released in 2002... all my old, already-installed stuff was fine, but any new games that I tried to install generated massive errors. So now, Dungeon Siege works fine (woo-hoo!), but much to my dismay, Heroes of Might and Magic IV still does not. I'm really bummed about that... I love the HoMaM series. I've been communicating with a tech support person, but so far, no luck. Anyone know why a game would play and give me sound, but no video? And yes, I do have the latest drivers installed for my video card. *sigh*
I'm taking some antibiotics for the next few days, so I've tried to keep my drinking pretty low, both last night and the night before. I was trying to keep it at zero, but when everyone around me is drinking, I just flat-out haven't got the will power. In any case, I haven't woken up hung-over either Friday morning or this morning, so maybe I'm still okay. Anyway, the point of this is, for two days I've watched the people around me tie one on without getting plastered myself. And it's actually kind of fun. You can tell how drunk people are just by the way they're acting, and you can remember all the things they said/did and all the stories they told that they probably shouldn't have, and all the come-ons they made that they ... you get the point. See, usually it's the people around me remembering that about me, instead of the other way around. :-) It's funny too, that when I'm pretty sober, I'll say a lot of the same stuff that I'd say drinking, but I'm not embarrassed by it the next morning. Maybe because there's not that feeling of loss-of-control that comes with drinking. I'm much more aware of what I'm doing, and I just go ahead and do it anyway. Hmm. Dunno.
Oh, and what exactly does it mean if you tell a girl that if you drink more, you're most likely going to be naughty, and if you are naughty, it's most likely going to be directed at her, and then everything she says after that seems to indicate that she's just fine with that? I mean, it seems obvious, I guess, but this was said in a half-hearted effort to discourage said person from buying me any shots, since I know that said person is not actively interested in women. I heard, or read, somewhere once that all women are bi- when they're drunk, and so far I've seen little to discourage that... I repeat, hmm. Dunno.
And my last thought... I'm taken with ideals. Like the pure ideal of love. That's fantastic. And falling in love is pretty easy, and the first few months of being in love is easy, and then it starts taking work. I want to ignore the work part and just have that pure essence of love. It's not possible, I know that, but I do wish it didn't take so much dang work.
The other fun one is lust. Pure, unadulterated, lust is a beautiful thing. Because there's no stupid things involved with that, like "I'm too fat, don't look at me in the light when I'm naked" or "My mom/dad/SO's gonna be home any minute" or "Not tonight dear, I have a headache." There's always been that "pure" lust at the beginning of my relationships, and it's a blast. And then, like all things, it starts taking work. For me, anyway. It seems like maybe it gets taken for granted, some of the strong desire starts to fade, some of the mystery is gone. Not to say that the intimacy you get from being comfortable with someone is a bad trade-off, because it's not. It's different, though, and sometimes I miss that "pure" desire in my life.
Okay, one more thing that's bouncing around in my head (if you've even managed to read this far... this is a long entry): people that have horrible body images that don't need to. Up to and including me, but roughly half the time I only start bitching because I'm fishing for compliments. :-) I know at least 2 people off the top of my head that are freaked out because they think they're fat. And I want to slap them silly. It drives me absolutely freakin' nuts. And there's nothing I can do to change their minds. "You look great! Fabulous! I'd do you!" just doesn't cut it, I guess.
People, man. People fucking fascinate me. Everyone's got stories.
np - the sound of rain on the front porch, the fan in my computerMonday, April 15, 2002
10:22 p.m.
Suffice to say, the day started off well, and went sort of downhill from there, and then I hit the really steep part. RRRrrrgh.Sunday, April 14, 2002
01:18 p.m.
Evidence of people having too much time on their hands: Code in over 200 programming languages to output the lyrics to "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall". The sick part of it is, there's a part of me that thinks this is really cool. :-)
np - temporary reprieve - Meet Virginia (Train)Saturday, April 13, 2002
11:49 p.m.
np - Lords of Acid - SuperstarSaturday, April 13, 2002
06:17 p.m.
np - Morphine - The NightSaturday, April 13, 2002
05:36 p.m.
np - Blitter vs. Hrvatski - Nuclear Cats Get New HomeWednesday, April 10, 2002
09:29 p.m.
Petty, petty. So. Enough blathering for tonight. I will leave you with this ponderance: Is it better to have an extremely vivid imagination, or not? Think about it.Tuesday, April 9, 2002
10:39 p.m.
Monday, April 8, 2002
09:38 p.m.
I think that's how Chicago got started. A bunch of people in New York
said, 'Gee, I'm enjoying the crime and the poverty, but it just isn't cold
enough. Let's go west.' -- Richard JeniMonday, April 8, 2002
06:54 p.m.
Monday, April 8, 2002
06:43 p.m.
Hokay, so according to this definition:
A weblog is, literally, an individual's log of the web - a diary of web pages to recommend to others. The Guardian weblog is our variation on the theme - it's a diary of the best online news, features and analysis.
from http://www.guardian.co.uk/weblogarticle/0,6799,394059,00.html
I do not have a 'blog. I have an online journal or online diary. Just when I thought I was cool...
In case no one could figure this out, I can communicate much better in written form. I've always been like this. I think part of it is that when I speak, sometimes I just let things fly, without considering the consequences. (Just catch me drunk sometime, you'll immediately understand that.) But in written form, I have the time to think about what it is I want to say, and to think about the best way to say it. My thoughts and ideas always seem to come across much clearer if they're on paper (so to speak).
Okay, back to your regularly scheduled programming. Oh, and I promise that I'll try really really hard to stop airing my dirty laundry online. Nobody really needs to hear about the problems in my sex life, I guess. But I will say, thanks much to Ben and Erik for the nice words. :-)Sunday, April 7, 2002
08:58 a.m.
I'm sleepy.
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