Friday I took a half day and went to see Lord of the Rings. Tim had taken the whole day off, had a morning appointment with El Docktor and then met me at the theatre (saving a spot for me). I got there with five minutes to spare and started to watch 15 million previews. Wow, they certainly took advantage of the big audience draw in that movie…I am kind of worried how many previews will be there next year, at least 45 min worth, I am sure. In any case, Lord of the Rings rocked. Gollum was fucking awesome. Afterward we went home, and I took a nap, and then got up later to play more Suikoden III.

Saturday, got up…but had a the beginnings of a head ache. We had to pick up our car at the Saturn dealership, which means we had one hell of a public transport adventure a head of us. I couldn’t find my hat, so wore a scarf. Halfway there, the headache I tried to stem got worse and I had to take more medicine. By the time we finally got our car, and I had a jelly donut, I was in a haze. No mood to do anything, even though Tim drove me to the only fucking walmart in the Chicago area…and it was packed. I mean seriously packed and people were honking their horns for no other reason than they could. I told him to just go home. I wasn’t in the mood for any shopping. He said we would go on Sunday earlier. I liked that idea. At home, we managed to get a parking spot on our OWN street! I took a nap until 9.00 or so. Felt a lot better.

Did dishes and putzed around a bit before we went to the Red Line to see Quatre Tete for Grrlfest. Yah. Had beer, watched three bands, and talked with Bekah (the bass player in Quatre Tete) and then thought about a late night burrito. Decided against it, and went home to bed. Got up the next day, went to IHOP (the most interracial place I have ever been too) and then to Target for shopping. Tim went to Best Buy to get my little bro a gameboy and a game..and Babylon five for me. 8) Awesome. I got shit for my family, while Tim sipped a white cherry freezy thing in the cafe…stressfree.

Went home. Baked cookies and stuff, watched the first two episodes to Babylon Five (boy it WAS rusty in the beginning). Wrapped some presents…which reminds me I need to “borrow” more scotch tape from work because I seemed to have misplaced mine at home. Went to bed. Next day, is today. Here I am. Bored. I can leave early today…I think around 1.00. Go home. Decorate cookies…wrap some more crap…play some more Suikoden…or watch some TV? I wonder what’s on.

Here we are….remember I did this at work. There is no link back to my homepage other than hitting back, or retyping the url.

A CHRISTMAS PARTY 2002

Um. Another day of work. It’s really warm outside…and rainy. We almost got electrocuted standing outside on the porch smoking our bedtime smoke. I had swedish meatballs, a old orange, and a nutrigrain bar for lunch. I am getting harrassed by a small professor who wants his shit done PRONTO (little stuff…no pun intended..okay. It was…) Tim has been making the most wonderful dinners this week which we have been enjoying with our surplus of wine. It seems so classy. I have been playing ridiculous amounts of Suikoden. I have gotten to the point where I pick one champion….thank god I saved it. So I can go back and play each of the other story lines later. I am just *that* addicted. I wish I could play it here at work.

I would get more work done. Promise.

The stuffed pony!

Ok. Let’s see. On Saturday my newly fixed chipped tooth thing, chipped off. Leaving me back to where I started, but at least the actual filling didn’t come out. I guess that happens. And here I was all happy because I thought I was almost finally, all done. But no.

Friday night was the Season of Enchantment party at Tim’s company’s bosse’s mansion. The crazy lady’s house is seriously filled to the brim with expensive crap. Tons of it. Hardly any open space…which is okay. I mean our house is kind of filled with stuff…but hers is all expensive and layered on each other, set perfectly….to look..well…perfect. The biggest thrill of the night..for me at any rate, was discovering the stuffed pony in the Southwest/Native American room. Folks, when I say stuffed pony, I am talking about a pony that once was living and then taxidermied, complete with it’s mane, tail and hooves (which were glued, or nailed down to a skateboard rolling type thing). I could not believe what I was seeing…oh and it was wearing a saddle.

The dinner was okay. Full of mushrooms. I am so fucking tired of everyone including mushrooms in their “elegant” meals of late. At least I could eat the chicken and some of the potatoes…everything else had freaking mushrooms. Tim liked it though. There was chololate raspberry cheese cake and mango sorbet for dessert. The sorbet was good. I had lots of wine and got tipsy and enjoyed that smoke outside of her house, in the warm glow of a thousand lights, and five or six inflated snowmen, santas and reindeer.

Saturday I woke up feeling slightly hungover. Took some advil, drank some water and slept it off. When I finally did get up, my nose kept itching and filling with snot. I took an antihistimane and immediately felt tired and mellow the rest of the day. Sigrid and Matt were supposed to come at around two..but then they called them to say they were coming more around 5.00. We took the opportunity to go shopping, like *we* had intended to earlier but didn’t because Tim was attached to the Mech game. Getting him to vacuum or do anything was like pulling teeth because he had to do work instead of “lounging around”. Our house looking like shit is not a problem for him until guests actually arrive. In any case, went shopping and pick up like two or three more gifts at Target and got food. It was great because all lunch items we ever eat were on sale. I also bought a toy…a micro mascot. Which is apparently the micropets ripoff. 8) Mine is a penguin though. It was a total impulse buy because I didn’t feel well standing in line.

Got home and unpacked and immediately started wrapping the wine glasses and wine for Sigrid and Matt and was ALMOST done when the door rang. Yah! We talked, rested, ordered Chinese, opened presents and cards, showed Sigrid my craft stuff and tried to teach her to crochet, got dressed and finally made our way out the door to Saturnilia IV. The transportation there was perfect, the bus to the train, the train to the connect…we didn’t wait for more than one minute total. It was awesome, and I wish that it could be like that all the time. We entered the Centruim and was greeted with more gothic posturing than I had seen in my entire lifetime. All together in one place. Downstairs was the prom (DJ area) and upstairs in the main room was the band area, and vendors. There were so many outfits and craziness to look at, I can’t even begin to describe it.

For the most part, we drank, sat, looked at people, danced, watch Matt DJ (he did a great set and even gave me a copy of the CD and signed it!!!!) wahoo, drank some more and eventually ended up back up stairs to watch God Module play. I had no expectations, but when they started, I found I actually really liked them. Unfortunately the fates were not with them as everything went wrong with their set on the part of the sound, monitors and stuff. So they gave up….even though they tried for like four songs. Besides everyone was getting kicked out at three anyway. SO…I felt sorry for them and bought a CD. They came all the way from Florida that day or the day before and had to leave the next morning for that show, and it sucked. They were sold out of the full version so I got the EP and had them sign it. They were really nice.

We got home at four, and no one threw up, passed out or burned themselves.

Saturday we all slept in really late, and then ate leftover chinese food and talked some more. We decided not to go shopping because it was dark out at 3.30 and just not in the mood. Sigrid and Matt left at 5.00 and were going to stop at Ikea on the way home. I tried and tried to convince Tim to take me too, but my request was denied. 8( Then I played Suikoden III until bed time and …went to bed.

Today Tim is going to get the stamps, and I am going to take the Christmas party film to be developed. Oh, and I got request to add a guest book…but no. Thanks. Not gonna do that. I hate guest books…if you want to comment please…email me. I can always post it here. I just think that guest books are vanity posting… “OH PLEASE sign my guest book and tell what a wonderful job/person/thing I am!” Gush, gush …gag.

Although comments are appreciated. 8)

Geez..what day is it? I do know that it is Friday. Seemed like this week went by pretty quick. I got most of the Christmas cards done the other night and last night, but have a few I need to finish up on (mostly because I don’t have the addresses…and I NEED the addresses). Then on Saturday I am going to make the trek to Evanston Post to get stamps and mail them…or maybe I will get stamps to day and then affix them at home for easy mailing on Saturday….there is one package I have to send and rather than slathering the box with stamps, I would like to go for the classy paid stamp look. OH…it’s Friday the 13th. I knew that.

Tim came home last night! We smoked a smoke and went to bed. He was tired and so was I. This morning at 5.30AM I was having this really weird dream, and I had gotten to a point in the dream when I was standing by my Mom wearing a red shirt, entering a house. She was opening the door and I noticed that she was shaking all over, she turned to me and half-smiled and said “The end of the world is here. I didn’t realize I would be nervous.” I told her she wasn’t nervous, just excited. Then I felt a sharp pain on my chest by my armpit… I reached for it in reality and woke up screaming because there was a monster on me! Like a long snakey mouse with claws and stuff. I sat straight up….and seconds later Tim started to make noise and then sit up asking me what was wrong. It was kind of funny at that point…I was really scared…but realized after sitting up for a second that the monster was Arkham. Stupid cat.

I am so bored. There is nothing for me to really do this week. For once in a long long time, I have no idea what I could be doing. Maybe I am just not looking hard enough at things I *could* be doing because I have been doing things that needed to be done quickly on a day to day basis, and December is just a slow time.

Last night we decided not to go grocery shopping because Tim was feeling bad about his bad haircut. He just lets to stupid women guilt trip him into bad hair cuts! Currently his hair is the shortest I have ever seen it. Ever! I told him next time I was going to go with and stand there and watch. When the woman would start to guilt trip him, I would interupt and remind her that he is not her husband, but mine and therefore his hair will look the way I want it to look. Or, I will cut it myself, and no…I do not know how to cut hair, but I bet I could do a better job than they are. So, we ended up having tofu stirfry for dinner, which incidentally will be my dinner tonight too. Afterward I played Suikoden until bedtime.

I got the tickets and program in the mail for Saturnilia this Saturday. I have no idea what I am going to wear, I am hoping that when Sigrid and Matt come I will be inspired in some way to think of something that looks really cool. Boys are easy to dress up for these kinds of events. Girls have to work at it a little harder.

Tim is leaving on the 5.45 flight out to Boston today, and returning tomorrow night. He is going to drop off the film from the party today, so I can pick it up tomorrow. Then I will have something to do, scanning and rendering images later this week. Plus he is going to work on the story part for the House on the Rock trip we did in November. The pictures and everything is ready, I just need dialogue.

Holly is having her baby today. She called and gave me the passwords to set her vacation email and change her answering machine to an outgoing message. Apparently her water broke at 1.00 last night and then they went to the hospital. She sounded fine because three hours previous to the call, she said that the pain was absolutly unbearable and had to have an epidermal. Ouch. Is all I can think. Ouch. How the heck did SO many women do it before the 19th century? Our ancestors were absolutely amazing. We will get word when the baby is born….. wow. Already. It seems like yesterday that she told us she was pregnant.

Last night when we got home, we cleaned up. It was really easy, all we have left to do is vacuum and then I can really put away my stationary, craft stuff, etc. It’s even better than before the party now. We also got our first post Christmas card from Rachal and Mike. It’s a good thing because I did not have their address. I will work on mine later this week because Tim is flying out to Boston for two days tomorrow. So I am going to have plenty of time to play Suikoden (which I did last night while drinking wine and having a piece of cheese cake….there is NO food in our house currently) and write cards and letters to all my dear friends.

My wish of the week, is that I had someone to go Christmas shopping with other than Tim. Anyone want to go Christmas shopping with me? Please?

Thanks to everyone who came and made the party such a success! It was the best one yet, complete with caroling. The only thing that sucked was that we ran out of gifts for the last 5 people. The late comers…but still. I guess I wasn’t expecting such a terrific turnout. We had a total of forty-six wonderful guests making the trip from the depths of the city to outskirts of suburbs, to the folks who drove all the way from Madison and Milwaukee.

I did take pictures and finished the roll of film. I will develop this week and then put them up for all to see. Check back for details.

After all the running around and preparing that we did for Saturday, and then the party itself, we were rather tired on Sunday. I laid around and watched TV for most of the day, taking time out to have a ex-friend hang up on me (apparently this is nothing unusual as she is doing to the few friends she DOES have). I was okay with the hanging up after being annoyed for a few minutes…because…well. I achieved the goal I had, which was to not talk to her anymore. =I I know this may sound mean, but if you were in the same one sided conversation I was, about things from the past so far and forgotten, and she didn’t listen to a damn word you said even though she asked the questions…you would have too.

Watched a lot of TV yesterday, cleaned up all the bottles and trash…but left the rest of it until tonight, which consists of moving the furniture back and vacuuming. The tree and decorations I am going to leave up because it is still the holiday season, and Sigrid and Matt will enjoy them this weekend when they come for Saturnalia (in which Matt is Djing)

Today. I am bored at work, and working on my Christmas card list.

Last night I feel asleep at 8.30 !!! What? How is that possible?! Easily explained… you see after the hectic day yesterday I decided to have a drink at the Lighthouse. Tim joined me, and we had two. Then I went hom and ordered Chinese…devoured that, had a smoke…and was tired. I was going to take only a nap. Tim was supposed to wake me up at 10 so I could write some email…but either he didn’t do it..or I really slept through it. In any case, woke up at 1:00 when he decided to go to bed. You see, when I am not around, or am sleeping, no one is there to tell him when to go to bed. So he gets all naughty like that and stays up late. A wonder when he says he is tired the next day.

So. Tonight. I am going to watch Gattca and try to do some more stuff… to get ready. My Mom said she sent me a letter two weeks ago, and I still haven’t gotten it. Disturbing.