I went to the dentist this morning, and for the first time on record, I walked away with a clean bill of health…and didn’t have to pay anything. For once, the whole dentist thing with insurance worked out like it does in the fairy tales. So I bought myself a donut when I got lunch at Jewel. My Mom used to buy us donuts after we went to the dentist. It was only time we ever got them as kids.
TWO things.
1. Matt and Sigrid are engaged!!! Email them to congratulate and get details.
2. I got the whole first season of SG1 on DVD thanks to Mischa who said I could borrow indefinitely. Anybody wanna watch SG1 with me?
Frequency wasn’t that great. I did see Erika though and that was nice. I think she is growing. She was another foot higher than me on Friday. 
Tim and I stayed for about twenty minutes and then went to the Lighthouse where it took us an hour and half to drink one lousy old style. I blame it on the take out pizza we had before we left.
Saturday and Sunday we didn’t do too much either. Cept Sunday marked the opening of our favorite summer drink….Margaritta’s. I love them.
Oh, an I lost my phone, but found it again. Whew.
I got home yesterday feeling like an empty husk. I tried to take a nap but was interrupted continually by cats bouncing off of me and yowls echoing around the walls. Bastards. Then I watched the series finale of Sabrina. Ahh….Sabrina is done. Remember when she was Clarissa and she explained it all? I had a mini crush on Sam. After the show was done I went to bed to think…or just lay down. I still wasn’t feeling so hot. Moments later it was dark and Tim was climbing into bed. I got up went to the john and realized it was 2:00 in the morning What was Tim doing up so late?
Turns out it was me that was keeping up with teeth grinding and night frights. I used my teeth guard for the first time then, and didn’t drool like everyone warned I would be. Although I did worry for about five minutes whether or not the droop spill would soak my hair from collecting on the pillow.
Tonight I am going to go to this shindig at the Chase Cafe. It’s called Frequency Response v2.0.
My head hurts. I had two shitty beers last night of some doubious domestic brew nature. I saw Terminal Bliss. They weren’t that blissful. Head. Hurty. Today is take your daughter to work day. My supervisor is bringing in her four month old daughter. Ha.
I bought a bagel yesterday but forgot to eat it. Luckily I remembered this morning though, and bought some cream cheese for 30 Cents to go with it. But now as I am writing this, it’s poppyseed goodness is gone.
I watched SG1 last night. Who are the naughts( knots? nots?) I want to see that episode. They look really really really cool. I should just buy the first season DVD. Get it out of the way and watch it in order whenever I want to.
Yeah. So. I got a easter card from Virginia from Texas saying she was sick and super busy but will write soon. I am glad she sent a card. I was really starting to worry that I had frightened these poor people off with my massive letter. Instead, it seems that I have raised the bar a bit, and they are all taking extra time to write a really, good letter. Which is cool. Sonja from Austria wrote a really interesting letter…very introspective. Goth girl wrote a story about a boy, very sad….and Virginia from TX is sick and busy. I wonder what will become of Scifi Kim? And the Tired Lady from England.
Oy. I didn’t write on Friday? What was I doing that I was so busy? I don’t remember…no wait. I do. I took a two hour lunch: one of those hours was spent with Tim at Olive Mountain, and the other hour was spent shopping for Easter stuff for the box I have still yet to send my family. Then I left at 3.50 because the newest coworker was staying past three. I told everyone they could leave, and she wasn’t a-leaving! I kept asking her when she was going to go and she kept telling me, maybe later. Finally I just said, “Well if you are not going to go until 5:00, then I am just going to go. Here is my cell number, call me if an emergency comes up” and left. I went home and took a nap. Got up when Tim came home to say hi, and then read until 1:00 AM, finishing the The Scar (read the review!).
Sigh. Such brilliance. How can I be like that?
Saturday we fulfilled a favor for Sigrid and Matt and picked up the table and chairs. The table is cute, but the chairs are in questionable condition (and they are from Pottery Farm or Factory? ..whatever). Went home and Tim played games, and putzed/cleaned/took another nap, got up later and then drove to Milwaukee for Easter family fun.
Went out Phil to Ben’s place and mozied over to a traditional Mexican restaurant. Had some enchilada’s and margarita’s. Went home, to bed. Easter the next day was okay, the sermon didn’t make sense to me though. Stupid mustard seeds and trees. Such a limited view of heaven….when I imagined so much more. Ate lots of jello….it was gooooooood. I love the mother-in-law’s jello.
[!!! I just helped a rotating student and he asked me what Nation I was! I was a little surprised (but didn't show it) that he asked the question correctly. I told him Ho Chunk, from Wisconsin....formerly Winnebago) and he nodded. Then he told me was south pueblo or something. That his Mom was half, although he didn't look it. I told him I shared his pain because my Dad is full too and I don't exactly look it. This was followed by some awkward silence...and the desire to talk more. We both would both falter on questions at the same time. But...wow. Another indian--- that wanted to connect. Cool.]
Got a great letter from Hollywood Goth girl, and a mix CD that I don’t have the heart to tell her is corrupted halfway through.
Currently Tim is full of radiation stuff, and is about to be x-rayed to find all the areas of arthritis. They are trying to determine why he has the arthritis of a fifty-five year old….then tomorrow he gets his physical therapy consultation on what he is going to have to do the rest of his life to ease the pain and keep the joints from locking up. It is not so hard to imagine that my darling is remade. Part machine, and if he doesn’t take care of his mechanical parts he will rust up and stop. Become immobile. Frozen….except his mind will still be active. He will become dependent on the kindness of others to feed him. I will put him on the street holding a potted plant and call him Art.
Started reading The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon and had a dream this morning that I came to consciousness….on a plane in the process of landing. I got out of the plane and asked a passing valet “Where the hell am I?” and he told me I was in New York.
I left halfway through yesterday because my darling in shining armor rode up on his silver stallion and rescued me from my tower of science. We went to IHOP and had a good talk about things that are and things that should be. Then we went home and the wildcard option became active in a phone message to Tim regarding another position. What a mess. I have to just remind myself to take it one step at a time. It will resolve itself and panicking and worrying never does any good. Time. One day at a time. And do what you have to do with no procrastination. A ounce of courage goes a long way.
Katie is gone today like I knew she would be. If I take a half day for the hell of it, she is going to take a full day. Sucky because today is a seminar day and I needed to take a calculator over to Tim so he can excel on his skillz test.
Wow, …once again I find it neccessary to say that I am blown away by The Scar. The way he connected Tanner Sack into the story is absolutely brilliant. Simple. Brilliant. The anophelii (mosquito people), the Bruloc (the dead), and …well the character Uthor Doul (the quick from the land of the dead) is all so cool. Who am I kidding? The world is cool and so ripe with possiblities. I don’t want this book to end.
And Angel was cool. Unfortunately I had missed last week’s episode, so I was totally thrown as to who this adult woman was, and why everyone knew her. I had to go and read a recap on TVGuide to catch up. I like the idea though. A black, female anti-christ. Angel hasn’t disappointed me this season.
Zander got his eye poked out! Yuck!
And it looks like next week is another rerun. They are really stretching out the last episode, so much so that I have started to lose interest in the tension…? Can you call it that? That has been created for this show. I now just want to see how it is ended the second time.
