Sunday, August 26, 2001
02:01 p.m.

I am the Space Tongue. (go here and click on "Wig Out" and then "Rock Name".)

Also: This page can not be displayed (Props to Jish for posting the link)

Friday, August 24, 2001
09:06 p.m.

And I hate to say it, but you're perfect together - Ani DiFranco, "Untouchable Face"

Funny that this song makes me thing of all the special people I've known in my short lifetime. Probably because the person who introduced me to Ani was one of those special people. :-)
Yesterday was the day from hell. I started off the morning with a spat with Stew, and things went downhill from there. I had major problems with a program I was trying to finish, and it took all day to get things straightened out, which means I didn't get anything else done that I wanted to. I wound up at work until 7:15, ARGH! I came home absolutely exhausted. Fortunately, I think all the data is correct, and that makes me happy.
Today was a whole hell of a lot better. Things are still stressed, and I had some minor crises to handle, but the programming that I did today reminded me why I love my job. That's something I'm very glad that I keep realizing. :-) The only bad spot of the day is that someone hit one of the stray cats in the area, and they must have hit it in front of our house - the poor thing (a beautiful calico) was laid out on our patch of grass next to the street. Whoever did it was thoughtful enough to take it off the street and lay a towel over it, which makes me sadly glad. They cared enough to not let it get beat up by cars and to cover it as best they could. I'll tell you, though, when I got inside, I was thankful that my cat is an indoor cat, and I picked her up and loved her.
A cat always will be a necessity in my life - there's nothing in this world like a good purr job. :-)
Well - installed Windows 2000 on my computer. Lo and behold, everything works okay again. Cool! My poor 'puter is no longer fubar'd!
That's all for the evening. Think I'll drink some beer and be f***ing thankful it's Friday. Gawd, this week has been so long.

Wednesday, August 22, 2001
08:51 p.m.

You're so fine, lose my mind - INXS, "Disappear"

Open invitation: Stew and I are having a housewarming party on Saturday, August 25th. Everyone who reads this is invited. Yep, even you. :-) Email me at miz_anneliese@yahoo.com for details on how to get here. I would love to see all of you.

Tuesday, August 21, 2001
09:54 p.m.

And the slaves are all working - Temple of the Dog, "Hunger Strike"

There are times when I almost drown in my memories. I talk big about leaving the past behind, but it's near impossible to do.

Today was a ridiculously long day. I started working at 8 am and didn't stop until 7 pm. Rrrgh. The paycheck will be nice, but I'm getting really nervous about finishing everything on time.
Stew's computer died on him. Never mind that he's working frantically (along with the rest of Sanguine) to get Jadeclaw out on time. *sigh*
Happier news: my mother quit smoking and quit drinking. Woo-hoo! Such will power!
My old roomie LN came up to visit me. She was in Versailles visiting her family, and drove up to see me. It was so good to see her. She's one of the two female friends I still have. :-)
My African Violet finally has a flower. The poor thing has been through hell, and for the first time in years there's a shy, pretty pink flower on it. For some reason, that made me indescribably happy.
Our house is finally looking good. This past weekend, Stew and I cleaned the f**k out of the downstairs - the dining room actually has carpet, who'd've guessed. :-) We also got some pictures and posters hung, so our walls almost have things on them. Now all we need are some bookshelves - the two of us have more books than any two humans should.
Rrrgh - off to bed. Big, fat, busy day tomorrow. :-P

Sunday, August 12, 2001
10:55 a.m.

I'm turning yuppie; I bought a Palm Pilot.

It's awfully cool, though. :-)

Thursday, August 9, 2001
08:27 p.m.

I am in a happy mood. I went out to drink after work with some of da boys from work, and now I am two and a half tall Kyllian's to the wind. In fact, the waiter himself bought me one of the tall Kyllian's. It is really really nice to know that I'm still attractive enough for someone to buy me drinks... much less my own damn waiter. :-)
I did have a really nice time. Learned some things about my coworker(s) that I never knew, and some things that are very interesting, and make me want to learn more. I also learned that if I wasn't taken, there'd be one of my coworkers I'd be all sorts of hot for. ;-) *ahem*

I LOVE YOU, STEW!!! :-)

Wednesday, August 8, 2001
05:49 p.m.

Wow. Alcoholism is baaaaad shit. Fortunately, there is always help available, and always hope.

Sunday, August 5, 2001
04:05 p.m.

I am worth exactly: $1,861,634.00. I don't think Stew can afford me. :-) (Props to Jish for posting the link.)

Saturday, August 4, 2001
12:49 a.m.

I never tried to reach. Your Eden. -- Sarah Brightman, "Your Eden"

Well, forget The Sopranos. My best friend's boyfriend and I went to an excellent restaurant, where I spent far too much money on food that was probably worth even more than that. Then we walked out to Mainstrasse, because for once it was a beautiful night. We chanced upon an open outdoor table, people-watched, and chit-chatted for about an hour or two. I had a very nice time; we had some really good conversation. All in all, a very nice evening. Oh, and we stopped at Barnes and Noble where I again spent too much money on things I didn't need. And much thanks to Tim for getting me completely hooked on Sandman from the moment I picked up the compilation.
*whew* Going to bed soon, I think. Going to absorb more Sarah Brightman first, though, I think.

Friday, August 3, 2001
07:56 p.m.

Off to dinner and to watch muchas episodes of "The Sopranos" with my best friend's boyfriend. No comments from the peanut gallery, please, I mean hey, she's off cavorting with my boyfriend in Milwaukee at a convention. :-)

Thursday, August 2, 2001
09:10 p.m.

Fill your lives with love and bravery
and you shall lead a life uncommon -- Jewel, "Life Uncommon"

I was going to write a big thing about addiction and falling prey to it, and how I fundamentally "don't get it," but decided that would offend about 90% of the people I love the most. So fuggit.

'Course, now I don't have anything to write about. :-) Right now, I am listening to Jewel, drinking a glass of barely tolerable wine, being glad that tomorrow is Friday, and missing my boyfriend very very badly. And realizing that my office has very bad acoustics. And still wishing I had motivation to oh, design a new layout. :-) [sip of wine]
Stew bought a plush Cthulu at Gencon. How cool is that?

Wednesday, August 1, 2001
10:07 p.m.

I really need to stop using the word "weird." That's hard to do when my life can be summed up with that word. :-)

Wednesday, August 1, 2001
09:44 p.m.

"All that awaits me at home is a masturbating Welshman." -- William Thacker, Notting Hill

I don't really have anything to say, I just wanted to put that quote up. As for the movie, well, I can't stand Julia Roberts, and frankly, I found a lot of the plot unbelievable. But then again, I know jack about the lives of movie stars and/or the way they behave, so perhaps the whole thing was completely believable. Either way, chances are 99.9999% sure I'll never find out. :-)
I'm putting on weight. It's there, settling on my tummy and my hips and my thighs and my butt, and Stew knows it's there, too. It's not a lot, and I still get jealous looks when I tell people my weight, but it's there. The weird thing is, I don't really care very much. It makes me look lush, feminine, curvaceous. Ripe. Those words make me sound like I'm ready to have kids or something, but that's not it. I look like a woman. .... Isn't that odd?

Sunday, July 29, 2001
10:48 p.m.

You are a Cool Toy! -- Woody to Buzz Lightyear in Toy Story

Got back from Lughnasadh earlier today. Greendome puts on some pretty nice festivals. I had a really good time; I helped with kitchen duty, assisted in the main rite, and wandered around talking to a lot of people that I've never really gotten the chance to talk to. Over and over, I'm surprised how incredibly friendly and happy everyone is at these fests. Weird, to be sure, but most enjoyable company. :-)
The only sucky thing is, I managed to trip over just about every available object, and I have bruises all over the place.. including the bottom of my foot. Yes, I have a huge bruise on the bottom of my foot. Now that's talented. *sheesh* Not to mention I fed about 20 or so families of mosquitos.

Anyway, it's incredibly nice to be back home, with running water, flush toilets, and a solid roof over my head. The weekend was a little drizzly, but that actually worked out well, since it kept things kinda cool. Much better than the weather we've had the past week.
I called Stew a while ago, and he's bought me some things from Anthrocon, though I know not what they are, since I feel like being surprised. We also may get some artwork from Chris Goodwin (from the auction.. bidding closes tonight, so I won't know until tomorrow), one of the artists who works with Sanguine. Stew had a seminar last night that went really well, and it looks like they may have picked up some more artists. So far, Sanguine's doing really well at the convention, and I think they stand to do even better at GenCon.

In other words, I guess, Stew and I have both had a really good weekend, even though we didn't see each other at all. Hmm.. what does that say?? :-)

Wednesday, July 25, 2001
08:00 p.m.

Oh, dear goddess. Save me from the people that carry grudges.

I found out today that I am still massively disliked, O dare I say, hated, even. I won't tell you by who, because you know who you are, and I won't tell you the names I was called, because you know what they are. Suffice to say, how on earth can you live in the present when you cannot let go of the past? To think I still have such influence that I can still be so hated is a scary thing. Or maybe just eerily powerful. Howd'ya like them apples?

*giggle*

Okay, that's my weirdness for the day. In other news, oh so sorry that I haven't updated in, oh, a while, since I know all you people (all 6 maybe, or 7 of you) are just holding your breath, wondering WHAT IN GOD'S NAME IS MIZ A DOING WITH HER LIFE?? Not a whole hell of a lot, fer sher. I'm loosely planning a redesign, loosely planning my wedding a year from now, and being a loose pagan. Okay, kidding about that last one. Except for the pagan part.
Gawd, I'm in a giddy mood today. :-)
Anyhoo, Stew leaves for conventions again on Thursday... two weeks of separation, then he'll be back again, for a while. Yay! And actually, [checking time] he should be home soon, which means I have better things to be doing then updating y'all on my life. ;-)

Thursday, July 19, 2001
10:44 p.m.

This site is really cool.. and peaceful:
http://www.do-not-zzz.com/

Wednesday, July 11, 2001
02:38 a.m.

It's 2:30 in the morning. I am completely wide awake. I have to be up in 4 and a half more hours, and I couldn't get back to sleep right now if you paid me. It doesn't help that I had no idea my boyfriend could snore that loudly while sleeping on his side. *loud annoyed sigh* I guess I need to get earplugs or something.

Monday, July 2, 2001
09:14 p.m.

I've been down so long, that the end must be drawing near -- Jewel, "Down So Long"

Somewhere out there is a mommy manual, that tells mothers the answers to all life's questions. My mother knows everything from how to clean bathroom walls to why a boy is bad for me to how much I should defer, at this point in my life, into a 401K account. Amazing.
Stew leaves for a convention on the 4th of July. *sigh* He'll be gone till Sunday night. Then at the end of July, he'll be gone again for a week and a half. *sigh again* I remember when we could go for a month without seeing each other, and tho' it was hard, it was no big deal. Now he leaves for less than a week and I hate it.
Stew and I opened a joint checking account today. Wow. This is so real. I'm engaged to him, I live with him, we have a friggin' joint checking account. It's like I blinked, and suddenly here I am. I have a house, a job, a fiance, a 401K plan.

When was it, exactly, that I started growing up?

Thursday, June 28, 2001
09:13 p.m.

Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod. These guys took porn and KLINGONIZED it!!!! This is fuckin' hilarious!!! What's even worse is, most of these pictures are better then just about every celebrity fake I've seen!!

Tuesday, June 26, 2001
07:37 a.m.

Ugh. I hate mornings. Especially when I've slept like crap the previous night.
Hey, there've been over 2000 hits to this page. *phew*! And I'm certain that only half of 'em have been me. :-)

Friday, June 22, 2001
11:52 p.m.

Are you out there, can you hear me -- Dar Williams, "Are You Out There"

Not a long entry. You must check this out.

I'm living with my fiance. Wow. Very weird to think that I'm living with a boy. Even weirder to think that I'm going to marry him. But weird in a good way. :-)
Everybody I know has to come and visit me in my beautiful new house. Got it? I'll say it again: Come. Visit. Me.
Now, dammit. :-)

Tuesday, June 19, 2001
06:00 p.m.

Slow down, you crazy child, you're so ambitious for a juvenile... -- Billy Joel, "Vienna"

Wow. It's really, really weird to find out that an ex got married. Even when you knew it was coming. Even though the two of you hate each other. It's still weird.
I have a new email account!!! Stew and I finally got fuse/zoomtown set up, and I can be reached at a new, real email. Woo-hoo!
I'm so happy to have my computer back. It's slow and it's got a small hard drive, but it's mine and I love it. :-)

Saturday, June 9, 2001
08:59 p.m.

Augh.
I hate moving.
But it's over, and all my stuff is in the house, and now all I have to do is unpack. Boy ain't that easier said than done.
You know, they say you can never go home again. But I did. I went home for almost a year, while my life was in limbo and I didn't know where I was headed. And I think I needed that.
I love having my own place. I love having this beautiful house. I love not having to pack all my sh*t and go over to Stew's house every weekend. But I'm going to miss living with my mom. A lot. You'd think I'd be glad to finally be out on my own again. But then, living with my mother isn't exactly quite like you'd expect... we have more of a friendship than anything else, and I think I'm going to come to miss our conversations a lot. *sigh*
Moving is always such a transition. Going from one place to the next... it's changing your life. New place, new neighborhood, new roommates, new style of life. It's hard for me. But hell... such is the way of life, I s'pose.

Friday, June 8, 2001
08:55 p.m.

Tomorrow is moving day. *siiiiiiigh*
On one hand, it'll be nice to finally be in my beautiful new house. On the other hand I fucking HATE moving.

Tuesday, June 5, 2001
10:07 p.m.

I'm standing here until you make me move -- Lifehouse, "Hanging By A Moment"

Let's play another game of "Let's Pretend."

Aw fuck it, let's delve into reality. I knew this one guy, back in my Chemical Engineering days. He screwed around his first couple semesters, went on academic probation, ran out of money, and got kicked out of the engineering school. For most people, that's the end of it, right? But he got a job, got back in, and worked his ass off to succeed. He's one of the few people that have ever really impressed me. The courage, the strength, the drive and determination that this guy had was amazing. Anyway, one of his ambitions was to become a playwriter. I'm one of the few people who ever remembered that he was working on a play, and encouraged him every time I saw him. When he finished, he gave me a copy to proof/rip to shreds if need be, and told me he was glad to give me a copy since he knew I'd be one of the few to finish proofing and give him ideas.
Well.
Here it is, some years later, and I'm in the midst of packing, and I come across this play. That I never finished proofing.
g u i l t .
The question is, a) how do I say I'm really really sorry, and b) how the hell do I get in touch with him again? Mr. Reardon, if you're reading this, *sigh* I just wish there was some way to get in touch with you.

And I'm really, really sorry.

Thursday, May 31, 2001
07:50 p.m.

[whine]Oh c'mon, who's the network advocates person who keeps checkin' my site? You've got to have some personal interest in me, or you wouldn't keep coming back![/whine]
yeah yeah, curiosity killed the cat.

but did you know that satisfaction brought him back? :-)

Thursday, May 31, 2001
07:19 p.m.

The space between
The wicked lies we tell to keep us safe from the pain -- Dave Matthews Band, "The Space Between"

New News!!!!
And this is the good news that I kept promising. :-) Stew and I got our house today!! Well, technically, Stew's parents got the house that we're going to live in today... we're just going to be renters. But it's ours! So I have a fiance, a job, and a house! This growing up shit is weird.
I signed us up for electric, water, and phone (and DSL), and now the only thing left is the moving part. Ugh, I despise moving. I've had to do it too many damn times over the last 5 years or so. But once I do this one, I'll be settled for a while. Soooo, gather up my patience one more time (this last month has been so long), and wait just two more weeks. Although, this weekend Stew and I will be scouring the place, so maybe that'll help. *sigh* And I'll be within walking distance to work! No more $55/month parking fees!
Okay... that's it.. that's all the news in my life. Aaron, I owe you an email. Shane, I owe you one too. And on the "Let's Pretend" note, Let Us Now Pretend that Our Really Good Friend got the hint. :-)

*smooooooooooch*

Monday, May 21, 2001
09:20 p.m.

So.
Let's play a game of "Let's Pretend."
Let's pretend you have this really good friend. Then let's pretend that you and this really good friend have a conversation one day. You say "Oh, Really Good Friend, I know that someday you're going to find a Significant Other. And that'll be cool, except I know that when that happens, you're going to stop being a Really Good Friend, and drop out of contact with me." And the really good friend PSHAWS and says "Oh no, that will not happen." So, let's pretend that this exact thing happens.
Would you post a message in your blog talking about it? ;-)

Off to bed.

Saturday, May 12, 2001
09:28 a.m.

Another Great Dies.
Tell us if the answer really is 42, okay?

Thursday, April 26, 2001
06:52 a.m.

"Above all else, Catfish should stay away from Moon Pies."
I love taking things out of context. :-)

Monday, April 23, 2001
09:25 p.m.

And as the sun would set you would rise
Fall from the sky into paradise -- Chicane, "No Ordinary Morning"

I thought, just for a moment, that I may be able to create tonight. I thought wrong.
I want to write again. But I don't have the motivation. I haven't even done it in so long, I'm woefully out of practice. My words are stilted; I lost the ability to let them flow from me like a river.
Even that should have been beautiful. But it just sounds like I'm trying too hard.
How do I climb out of this fog?

Sunday, April 22, 2001
10:13 p.m.

no music quote... been listening to Paul Van Dyk's Seven Ways all day.

You know, I thought that where I'm living was supposed to be my home, too. It doesn't feel like it.
I still have good news, but it's not official yet. I don't want to post it until the papers have been signed (oops, there's a clue :-) ). Soon. Hopefully very soon.
Ugh. Back to work tomorrow. *sigh*

Wednesday, April 18, 2001
07:55 p.m.

And the God of Wine is crouched down in my room,
You let me down, I said it,
Now I'm going down, And you're not even around. -- Third Eye Blind, "God of Wine"

I was melancholy last night. I'm not really anymore.
I still have really good news. I'll tell it tomorrow or Friday. Hopefully, it'll still be good news by then.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SAM!!!
see, I told you I wouldn't forget. :-)

Sunday, April 15, 2001
09:20 p.m.

Happy Eostre!
Much good news to tell. It'll have to wait till later.

Friday, April 13, 2001
09:22 p.m.

Uhhhh... Sure.

Friday, April 13, 2001
07:15 p.m.

I wonder if I'll ever see you again -- Lenny Kravitz, "Again"

Another song that I don't have that's stuck in my head.
News. The riots in Cinci have calmed way down.. a curfew went into effect last night, and that seemed to have helped. For now.
A member of the Greendome community died yesterday. All hail Lord Spam.
*sigh* Still more death. I don't understand... it's spring, yet there is death in the air, and angry, hate-filled people are rioting in the streets. Shouldn't we be seeing the opposite of these things?
On the other hand, I do have a spot of good news. Seems my company recently went through a mass review of wage scales, to determine if their pay rate was comparable to what people in the same position were making elsewhere. It turns out, I'm not making enough. *smirk* So I got a $0.58 raise, and am making some pretty friggin' decent money for a girl in an entry-level job. And [in a sing-song voice] I'm making more than my booooy-frieeeend.... :-)
Oh yeah, happy Friday the 13th!

Wednesday, April 11, 2001
09:18 p.m.

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there -- Incubus, "Drive"

I don't even own that song, but it's stuck in my head nonetheless.
BLAH day. I discovered I'm still surrounded by death.. this morning a coworker of mine got a phone call, informing him that his best friend's wife, who was seven months pregnant, died. I don't know how he was even cracking a smile by the end of the day. Good Morning! Enjoy your day! *sigh*
More moron drivers on the road this morning.. kind of set the mood for the day, I guess. Lemme ask ya.. if you're turning right onto a four lane highway where the speed limit is 60 mph (and nobody goes under 65), would you consider it a wise move to pull almost directly out in front of someone? I know I wouldn't... but apparently the moron who did exactly that to me did. ARGH.
Race riots in Cincinnati. [burst of anger] Why, why, WHY? Why CAN'T we all just get along?? ... at least some of the violence has stopped.
Well... that's my news. Hopefully in another few weeks Stew and I will find out if we're going to get our back-up house or not. [glass is half-full.. glass is half-FULL...]

Sunday, April 8, 2001
07:56 p.m.

If I was beautiful like you -- JoyDrop, "Beautiful"

I feel so fucking ugly.
I was going to write more than that, but I don't really have anything else to say.

Wednesday, April 4, 2001
07:07 a.m.

Those of you that remember my college blogging will remember this phrase: Uggh, I've caught the plague.
I feel absolutely awful. I even left work two hours early yesterday. So this morning for breakfast I had two sudafed non-drowsy multi-symptom pills, two aspirin, and a vitamin. Two more sudafed around lunch time. Bleah.
A friend of mine is having a grad-yoo-a-shun party on may 12th. Woo-hoo! 'Bout time he got out of school. Time to look for a job, boy. :-)

Tuesday, March 27, 2001
08:16 p.m.

Hahahahahaha

Tuesday, March 27, 2001
07:08 p.m.

bitches

Bitches, man. Bitches is the worst damn drivers in the world. If I'm being tailed, cut off, almost sideswiped, or almost T-boned, it is a 95% guarantee that the driver is female.
Of course, following bitches in the "bad driving" category is rednecks in big ol' pick-em-up trucks.
Here's a funny story. The other day I was being tailed by some hot-shot blond bee-yatch in a black corvette. She eventually passes me and cuts me off, and I see her license plate is "A SAFIRE." I assume as in, "I am A SAPPHIRE, a beautiful precious jewel." Of course, the first thing I thought of when I saw it was "ASS AFIRE," as in "I should not have had those burritos." I laughed and laughed.
Wow, this is an offensive post. You all do realize that I'm female too, right? I do incredibly stupid driving things right along with all the bitches I complain about. Just not quite as many. :-)

Monday, March 26, 2001
09:14 p.m.

I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay -- Monty Python

Today kicked off !!SPIRIT WEEK!! at work. My group's chosen color was "plaid" so I unearthed an old flannel from my grungie days. Naturally I spent the whole day feeling like a lumberjack. !!GO TEAM SPIRIT!!
I've discovered that it's impossible for two men to have a conversation without at least one of them using sound effects at some point. Eavesdropping on conversations like this is incredibly amusing.
I paid all my bills today. I paid off my visa. I feel like a massive load has been lifted from my shoulders. *contended sigh*

Wednesday, March 21, 2001
09:33 p.m.

Wa-hoo!!

Tuesday, March 20, 2001
08:13 p.m.

I'm loving you more than I ever have before -- BT, "Loving You More"

BT kicks total ass. Much thanks to BlackSunshine for pointing him out. BT makes my 45-minute drive to work more bearable.
I've come to the sudden realization that finding more things to do that directly relate to my job is more important that finding new and different ways to slack off. Scary thought. But today, I finally got my first real programming job. Yay! I can actually start contributing now.
I got my income tax refund from Kentucky. It was all of a whopping $107, but that'll help me pay off my Visa. I cannot wait to crawl out of debt. I hate it.
Stew won't be back from Vegas until next Saturday. *sigh* I wasn't really expecting to miss him as much as I do... after all, we both suffered through an LDR through a very crazy convention season, this should be nothing, right?

I miss you, Sam.

Thursday, March 15, 2001
07:45 p.m.

I can't fly if you hold me down -- Solar Twins, "Earthbound"

Crappy day.
I feel like I should be learning stuff at my job faster. I made some stupid programming mistakes that I think I should have caught. In reality, I think everyone is actually fairly pleased with how I'm progressing; it's just the pressure I put on myself that's getting to me.
Stew and I didn't get the house we wanted. In fact, we can't even get the backup house we wanted. *siiiiiiiigh*
Stew leaves for the GAMA trade show on Saturday. He'll be off cavorting in Las Vegas for a whole week.
And I still crave chocolate.

Wednesday, March 14, 2001
09:24 p.m.

If I could give you alleluias from my soul I would... -- Solar Twins, "Alleluias"

No news yet with the house. Stew and I should know by tomorrow morning... [holds breath in anticipation]

[realizes she needs to breathe]

I crave chocolate.

Monday, March 12, 2001
08:46 p.m.

I had a nice big entry here that I managed to wipe out. Let me try to recreate it. *sigh*

And you find magic from your god,
and we find magic everywhere -- Dar Williams, "The Christians and the Pagans"

Life. Is. Good.
This past weekend, beautiful things happened. Let me share the joy. :)
I restored my hair to its gorgeous red color. Yay for L'Oreal's Feria!
I have a wonderful man who loves me with all his heart. Always a wonderful thing.
Stew and I found a house!!!! I have to admit, I fell in love with this house as soon as we walked through it. Then I proceeded to cajole, plead, and whine at Stew until he let me have it. ;-) Now I just have to hope the inspections and all work out...
I got the niftiest little sundial-pendant (Museum Company) from Gina and Brenner for my birthday (not to mention the second book in one of my favorite series' from Karen). Thanks guys!!
Oh, and of course I got my first paycheck on Friday. :)

Friday, March 2, 2001
09:26 p.m.

Oh yeah, Karen? You're just going to have to deal with black text and white background. Too friggin' bad. *smewch*

Friday, March 2, 2001
09:12 p.m.

Cause I speak of the pompitous of love -- Steve Miller, "The Joker"

Okay. No design. I haven't felt up to it. But, I must needs blog. Oh yes. I am, however, leaving my "Joie de vivre" speech below. I find it inspiring to me, and I like reading it. So there.
So I have worked my first week at ACNielsen BASES. Woo-hoo! So far, I like it, though I've been coming home with a bruised brain from trying to pound so much knowledge into my head in such a brief period of time. Aaaah, programming.
Speaking of the pompitous of love, here's a funny story: I knew I was in love with one of my exes when we both went to see Annie and we spent the whole time making jokes about the hapless orphans being, er, love slaves. Okay, I never said I was tasteful, all right...
Since I have a job, Stew and I can look at houses again! Very exciting. To think I might soon have a place of my own... where I can do whatever I want to my sexy boy... ;-)
Okay, I think that's it. Yeah, the design is, well, nonexistent. But really, the only people who read this are friends who want to catch up on my life, so ppppth anyway. :)