24 December 2004
A few hours yet before I leave for the airport. Last-minute shopping: I am a gift-seeking
missile! A present-sniffing dog! I ZOOOOOOM! But only when absolutely forced to.
Bought some new fancyass organic hair product and conditioner. This morning washed my hair
with the lime and
sea salt shampoo, used the basil, parsley & burdock conditioner, dried and applied olive
oil, nettles & lemongrass pomade. My head is a big salad.
Mmmmkay, time to remember to eat before I leave so I don't fall down on the plane. Or off
the plane. Or off OF the plane. Happy Schmolidays!
20 December 2004
Later That Day...
AAUUUUUGH what the hell!!?
I started writing this and then got up to get my glasses from the other room and when I stood up one foot landed
precariously between two heaps of cat puke, and then I turned around to start yelling at the stealth-pukers and saw
ANOTHER heap of cat puke over in the corner. What is WRONG with them?? So then I had to clean it all up and then the
garbage was all full of gross stuff so I went out in my pajamas in the bitter cold to take it out and then I came back
and replaced the garbage bag and gave the cat hairball medicine and washed my hands and stuff and now I am here again,
and I still forgot to get my glasses, the end.
Okay, now I have my glasses.
Squid is begging for more food since she did such a bang-up job with the food I already gave her, I guess.
The promised photographs regarding Things Hair- and Booze-Related. Enjoy!
Awwww. Pigeon, the whiniest, urpiest cat of them all, is sitting on my lap and headbutting my hands as I type now. I
guess I forgive her. She's nice and warm. Ok.
I return now to knocking around the sad, Tiffany-less house. Four more days of it! And then I head to Ohio for my own
whirlwind trip. After work today I trekked to various cutesy shops looking for gifts, but they were all overpriced and
mostly sucked anyway. I am a little sad about that. Perhaps tomorrow I will be inspired, or stop caring. Either one,
20 December 2004
Part One of Two
First, a few pictures.
Check back later tonight or tomorrow for the dramatic resolution of the SERIOUS HAIR PROBLEM, as well as a
cautionary tale about alcohol, knifeplay, and sleeping on the bathroom floor.
15 December 2004
- Sunday saw Dave Gorman's Googlewhack Adventure, hilarity, face hurt
from laughing, good times, you should go. And then once you have gone
you should TRY to refrain from searching for your own googlewhacks, just
TRY it. Ha! Impossible.
- Winter showed up, stopped kidding around, now face hurts from cold.
- Payday. At last. Sad, sad little bank account.
- Holiday cardmaking extravaganza continues!
- This weekend: a haircut, perhaps? O I dearly hope so. Have you SEEN
my hair? Atrocious!
8 December 2004
Of course when we went to see People Are Wrong! for the (second) (free) time
last night we stopped at Starbuck's before going to the theater and I
went to use the restroom while Tiffany ordered the coffee and when I
came out I saw her at the counter standing next to a pale yellow,
slightly scruffy dog and its owner, and I thought "Huh, who brought
their dog to Starbuck's?" and then I came over to see about the coffee
and realized that the answer to my question was "Drew Barrymore, who
appears to be about fourteen in person, and also maybe an elf" and of
course Tiffany is talking to Drew Barrymore about her dog while she
waits for her pumpkin latte, why wouldn't she be? So I also admired the
dog. And then we had coffee. The end.
7 December 2004
1. Last night as we slept Squid fulfilled one of her catly
obligations by either killing a mouse or finding an already deceased
mouse and having a good romp around the house with its corpse.
Whichever! I am not eager to have either a live mouse or a decomposing
one lurking under my furniture anywhere, so it is fine by me. I would
perhaps have preferred that Squid not kick the poor wee dead thing all
over the couch, but I was not consulted. She asked very politely to
have it back after I'd stashed it in a baggie and thrown it away but I
was not convinced. Good work, kitty! And yet, you don't get to keep
it. No trophies, sorry.
2. This morning when I went downstairs at work to fill my water bottle I
opened the freezer for ice cubes and discovered that some mega-genius
had left four cans of seltzer and one can of Coke in there overnight.
BOOM! It looked kind of like the freezer had puked on itself. That is
gross, I know. So is exploded frozen soft drink spewed all over the
inside of the freezer!
The person next to me observed "I guess SOMEONE never watched Mr.
So I guess there were only two mishaps. Lucky me!
6 December 2004
As Promised and Stuff.
Evidence of work.
Monday, busy, &c. But Saturday we got a new game called Apples to Apples
which is totally excellent and highly recommended. Tiffany and I took it home and spent
Saturday night playing through all thousand or whatever cards that came with the set. Then
Sunday afternoon played the game properly with Melanie and Rocky (in town for concert) and
Sunday evening played again with Emily and Roban. Adjectives! Nouns! Absurdity!
The Advent calendars tell me that Christmas is approaching, have begun freaking out
accordingly. ACK presents ACK cards ACK decorations ACK obligations ACK cooking, wait, no,
MMMMMM cooking. Deep breath. Right. It will be fine! I will be adequate! I will begin
the cardmaking project tonight and all will be well. Hm, I will begin it right now, in
fact. BYE TAKE THAT!
1 December 2004
Winter Wonder Whatever
Not like it is actually bluish-ice-themed anywhere in my reality, but oh
well. I trust it will be soon. EH, WEATHER? Chilly and
pine-tree-smelling and pretty lights and frost? EH? Good.
Got nothing right now. Will put up pictures I took of my unlikely work