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My backpack is on it's way to New Zealand. I'm so jealous!!! What I wouldn't give to be carried around New Zealand on someone's back, stuffed full of useful items. Umm... well, I'd love to be in New Zealand, anyway...

Life goes too fast for me...

The weekend was fantabulous. Friday I headed to crowyhead's and we went off to see Black 47 at a bar in a somewhat seedy part of Philly. Seriously, next to where I parked there was an abandoned building with a tree growing through and out of it. And it wasn't the worst building around. The bar itself wasn't bad though. Then there was pizza. Then in the morning I drove back up here, went out looking at real estate all day, then went to a fun fun party. So far, no luck with the home buying thing, but it's such a huge commitment, it's not like I'm just buying anything. So then the next morning I started working on a new set for a play! I got there and they pretty much said, "here are the flats, this is approximately what we want, now go create the 100 acre wood!" And they liked my design and I got a bunch of it done and it was very ego gratifying to hear people say they liked my sketches and the work in progress. And it's odd, because I don't generally think negatively about my artwork, but I also don't think all that positively about it either. Sometimes it's nice to hear from an impartial observer that it's cool. So anyway, I got little sleep, had some problems finding times to eat, but overall had a good weekend.

Then comes work. I'm so busy this week, it's not even funny. I'm a bit under the gun, so if you feel ignored, at least you're in good company. I've worked late both days so far, and there's no sign of that ever stopping. I have like, several huge things that need to be done this week!!! And my room is a mess and needs to be cleaned in a big way!!! Oh, and I have cramps. And I have to take my car to be fixed again. Life sucks, but it's not like it's totally evil. This weekend is Paddlesport, an all weekend long kayak expo thingy. I so cannot wait! Oh, and there'll be more painting then. I do so love to paint. And another good thing, when I was on my way home (late) I got a random call from an old friend saying they missed me. Hee.

I should've gone to bed, like, over an hour ago, so I'll just stop the babbling madness now...

jennywrenn asked for this one...

So we're in line, and there are these three pigeons in the road (the road being a very busy one) fighting over a piece of cracker. It was pretty exciting, they were all so into it! Flipping the little piece of cracker up and away from the others. Hard to root for one, they all looked alike (much like we probably look alike to them).

So, it being an active roadway, cars kept bearing down on them (they showed amazing bravery in defense of their cracker, oh yes) and they would fly a short distance then go back. Unfortunately, there was a line of people right there. So the pigeons were kind of flying at their heads. It was damn odd to see, really.

One of the guys attacked was this cute guy who I occasionally talk to, so on the bus I decided to interview him (heh).

me: I saw that pigeon attack you.

him: Yeah, wasn't that freaky!

me: Very odd.

him: I've never seen them do that before.

me: The streets of New York are a dangerous place.

him: heh.

Oh! My car is fixed for real now! Do the happy dance!

Well, highlights are easier than actually saying something, now aren't they?

Anyway, I went to DC to visit tanaise for a last time in her DC abode. melintur and d2leddy were also in attendance upon her most merciful queen of the world tanaise.

And 'lo we saw many places and did many things. I had brief moments of fear at many national monuments... The Lincoln Memorial inspired an odd kind of imperialist fear, which I think is mostly due to watching Logan's Run. The Washington Monument looked like it was going to fall on us, killing us all in a final act of defiance against the creatures that dared to create it, a la the tower of babble, as clouds whipped by it. It really resembled a pathway to another world at a right angle to the portion of the earth. (note to people who want to experience this view, you need to be kind of close and it should be windy)

What else... what else? Oh! I threw pens at tanaise while she was napping. That was fun.

Oh! And I looked all popular when my cell kept ringing. It's weird, I swear I go days without getting any calls, then all of a sudden everyone decides they miss me. Must be a planetary alignment thing...

Holding it together today. Woohoo! Fuck a duck. So the car needs yet another random part that they don't have. I don't know what, and I don't care. I told them I was going to drive to DC on Friday and that they were going to fix it before then. Period. They seem amenable to this. They seemed kind of embarrassed, as they well should be. I researched the NJ lemon laws, and while they're not actually *useful* to me in this situation, it's good to know about them, and I'd like to add that the NJ gov website is chock full of useful info like that. I'm impressed.

Meanwhile, at work I finally got stuff done. I've shut down all the IM programs and am seriously working. I'm a bit behind. So if'n I haven't answered you, that's why. Last week I slacked off a bit, leaving on time almost every day and not quite getting enough done, this week is a new start of leaving late on the days when I'm not getting my car fixed... and I finally did some things relating to the new portions of the job that are really hugely important. Small things keep coming up though and distracting me. Things like menu design, health dept. permits (okay, so that's a big thing, but still), etc. So I sort of feel productive, even if I'm not quite as productive as I'd like to be.

Good things though... I got yet *another* batch of bootlegs today!!! Go me!!! And they're good ones! And include replacements for the two that got cracked in shipping way back when and eventually cracked all the way through and stopped working. And the ones from last week, well, 4 of them are computer video ones, so I had them on in the background at work today. I love my new speaker/subwoofer combo at work, I really do.

In other news, the house hunt is going nowhere fast. But I've made a start, and I've been pre-approved for a mortgage. So progress is being made. I need to get back to the Floridians that I'm visiting about plans too, but seriously, there's just not enough time in the day. Meh!

And I am psycho tired now and need to sleep. Tomorrow I donate blood at some point. Figured what with the kind of rare blood type, I should actually do so once in a while. So... later!

So today I got up very early and left the house at 6:30 am to go to the Philly flower show with some friends. Approximately 2 1/2 hours later, some guy calls my answering machine and says, "Is Andrea in?" twice, leaving no other information. An odd message, to be sure, and not exactly one chock full of useful information. I listened to it about ten times in an oh-so-vain effort to discern who it was. And it's painful. I know that voice. I don't know why I know that voice, but I do. But I can't figure out who it could be. astrophysicat believes it to be a member of my family, but I'm fairly sure it's not. It just didn't sound like any of them. But it's so naggingly familiar a voice.

And I mean, I know a lot of people, I've had the same phone number for five years, and I am listed in public phone directories. I don't have caller ID. Who was it? What did they want? Will they call back? Why didn't they leave a real message? And why does no one ever seem to figure out that it's an answering machine that is telling them to leave a message?

The other thing, most of my friends aren't up at 9 am on a Saturday morning, so that was kind of odd too. Who was it???

Whoever you are, call me back sometime! I'm weirdly obsessed with figuring out this oh-so-very-minor mystery...

Sometimes, it's hard to figure out where things started to go wrong. Or indeed, if they did go wrong or you yourself are viewing them wrong. And mostly everything that does go wrong is minor, so it seems that there is a bit of the blowing it all out of proportion mindset as well. But they all combine to piss me off, really. And really, there are so many things that aren't bad, and yet... And yet I find myself focusing on the things I'm annoyed about. Instead of letting them go, into the ether, I'm thinking about how exactly each one will affect me later. Later today, later tomorrow, later into the indefinite future, just later. And it really is a self-pity parade for one.

Got to work late, didn't get much really done, am behind anyway, can't stay late because I have to take my car to be fixed yet AGAIN since it wasn't done correctly the 3 previous times, didn't really eat lunch because I couldn't find anything appetizing, won't really be eating dinner because I don't have time to go home for food, forgot to grab my atm card so no money to stop somewhere, forgot to pick up my transit checks at work so I'll need to charge my commuting again, fought with my coworker over something, couldn't seem to remember how to use percentages, was rude to both of my bosses (though neither of them cared really), etc etc.

Now. I will go and attempt not to miss my bus. It's unlikely the universe will cooperate, but anything is possible.

My boss was just telling me that all the women at this party he went to wanted to see him naked. And I was struck with the urge to ask, "To see if the rug matches the window treatments?" but I restrained myself.

Just a quick thought on the whole cut-flower topic... They serve their purpose. They're born to die, like everything else. In between, they provide aesthetic pleasure. In a way, they're like feeder fish, they have a purpose, and they serve it well, then are gone from the mortal coil.