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October 29, 2004

one of my co-workers said

one of my co-workers said to me : ew, have you ever eaten lunch with her? she talks with her mouth full and the food is spitting out AND sloshing around. it's like watching clothes in the dryer... tumbling, tumbling... then the door opens and you have broccoli chunks on your face. disgusting.
 
I laughed, of course, but only after properly swallowing every last bit of ranch-y lettuce and holding my napkin demurely over my mouth.
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Posted by giddygirlie at 4:48 PM |

October 26, 2004

last night I had a

last night I had a series of strange dreams. the last of the bundle came 'round 5am (just before the cat woke me up, he's starving to death, you know.) and is the only part that I remember with much clarity was that Will was my next door neighbor and he brought over his spritely girlfriend to hang out and drink vodka.
 
I think it's the sleep deprivation finally taking its toll on me... I fell asleep at 10pm last night - 10 o'clock people!! - and slept until 6:30am. And I am still tired. That's lame.
 
Jennifer had a dream that I had a baby, but since I was mad at her, I wouldn't let her see him. [I think it was a 'him']
 
My mom dreams that Mt. St. Helen is going to explode and smother all of us.
 
I dream that Will wants to booze it up in my living room.
 
WTF? 
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Posted by giddygirlie at 8:55 AM |

October 25, 2004

in the past 2 weeks

in the past 2 weeks I have planned (either in part or in whole) a convention, a symposium, 4 table top events, a kick off, a pep rally, an executive dinner and my normal daily events of sales facing trainings, contests, etc. For some stupid reason, I forgot to leave time for my mental meltdown.

By Friday I was a zombie. Woman can only live on 3 hours of sleep and 16 hour work days for so long! I slept away Saturday and felt guilty and icky and hated the fact that by the time I took my bath it was dark outside. Sunday was supposed to be my fun day. Ryan and I planned to go to Disneyland to renew our annual passes, which we did, but in the middle of the 2.5 hour line I realized that Jennifer's birthday was Thursday and in my stupor I had totally forgotten to call her and wish her a happy day... I feel like such a chump.

It's the little things that pull you through :

me : do we have any more of that hot sauce left?
him : no
me : really? we had like 200 packets.
him : i've been masturbating a lot lately


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Posted by giddygirlie at 9:12 AM |

October 18, 2004

This weekend I got to

This weekend I got to spend some quality squeeze time with my niece, Molly, who is the most lovely child to ever set foot on this earth. No offense to your nieces, but mine clearly is the raddest of them all! I brought her a Zero headband from Disneyland, which was a little big for her dainty skull, but she enjoyed it anyway. I also took her a video copy of the Scary Godmother movie - I hope you all caught it on Cartoon Network last week! - that she loved. I knew she would... Jill Thompson is a super rad artist and I lurve me some Scary Godmother comics. Now I am going to send Molly the comics, so she can catch up on all the Scary Godmother stories, which are too cute.

This weekend while we were visiting family we also took a quick detour to see our friend Kevin play with his new band, the Cadillac Angels, who are this rockabilly/surf band that was, as Styro would say, le rad. Kevin rocks you like a hurricane with his stand-up bass and looks 10 times as cool doing it!! I have pictures that I will post tomorrow. The bar was also the coolest bar I have ever been to. The Old Cayucos Tavern is plucked straight outta bonanza. It's all wood and decked out in western gear, with a poker game in the back room. My favorite part was the cork ceiling. They have a tradition that anyone new to the bar takes a $1 bill and sticks a thumbtack in it and throws it at the ceiling. If it sticks, you'll have good luck (and they have your buck). I took some pictures of the ceiling, which will post tonight with everything else.

Man alive, I am tired though... long weekend of visting, rocking hard core, and driving driving driving...


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Posted by giddygirlie at 10:07 AM |

October 14, 2004

It's dark by 7pm now.

It's dark by 7pm now. It's cold-ish by 5:30pm now. It's less warm at 12pm now. People are wearing long sleeves. I even saw a jacket last weekend. This means that by the week's end I will go into winter hibernation, also know to some as "robot mode", taking with me my list of crafts and people I hold dear.
 
Between now and April, you can find me curled on the end of the couch, blanket over my froze toes, and with a lapful of thread and yarn and beads and notions of all sorts. I will sew and knit and darn and embroider and glue and paint and glitter and every other imaginable craft project that can be completed on a coffee table or a lap at the end of the couch.
 
Be forewarned : I am already thinking of projects to make you - yes, you - and if you don't like odd shaped pocketbooks painted with scooters or scarves with tattered pirates, you'd better speak up now! Don't be shy about special requests... better than ending up with a stripey sock monkey that you hate, right?
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Posted by giddygirlie at 12:57 PM |

October 11, 2004

I came across my 311

I came across my 311 "Grassroots" CD recently and forgot how much I love this song :

"8:16am"

Stranger flowers yet, there will never come
a day that I will ever regret
the hours, days, years and the minutes
the joy the pain the sunshine and rain in it
the drives on the coast to nowhere
nothing to say just sit and stare
there's nothing like the comfort of a silence
that's comfortable, not talking small, just skip the bull
then I find myself in servility
didn't think that was my ability
I go a yard and a mile to make you smile
but then I'm happy see I got so many ways
to make your gaze elliptical
got a ways to go, the future's so cryptical and I'm glad
just another many things we've had

It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
the first thing that you see my eyes open
I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me
the day starts carefully on the sidewalk with the dog
you're right last night I was a hog
come on I'm sorry, it's 73 degrees, January easily glides
oh, easily glides

Stranger flowers still, if you're gonna wanna
go another day I will, like this, make it a deal, sealed
with a kiss sealed with the feel of impermanent bliss
today my love we shall let the world slide
turn off the ringer and just glide
for we shall never be younger again
then what do you see

It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
bursting at your seams, my eyes open
I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me
the day starts carefully on the sidewalk with the dog
you're right last night I was a hog
come on I'm sorry, Holiday on the radio
Billie knows that is the way to go, the way to go

A place where we both can spend our saved time
not collecting interest
maybe the same reason we always find ourselves
homebound I've got to do some homework
the leave response we want to leave Wisconsin
for a new life, a new trailer with an antenna and a porch
of course we'll bring the dog

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Posted by giddygirlie at 9:36 PM |

Last week, I was gone

Last week, I was gone a lot because of a convention and symposium and all the social events related therein. In effect, bored out of my skull and exhausted. You should see the disgusting blisters on my feet. You know you have reached a new career low when you are using box tape to wrap up your entire heel and ankle and hold the 15 band aids that you are using as cushioning in place, while you hobble from table to table.
 
This meant that by the time Friday came I had an ache in my hip from wobbling funny and was forced to go to Payless and buy myself a pair of white canvas slip on shoes to wear to Magic Mountain. First, let me say that I am totally not a white shoe person, by any means. Not that there is anything wrong with it... it's just not my style. But by the same token, I have a hard time bringing myself to pay so much for a pair of the authentic Chuck Taylor mules (the stores near me sell them for $55 +). Anyway, these are awesome for blisters on the achilles tendon and for $9 I am more than satisfied. Magic Mountain was awesome. We went for a private party, where my friend's employer bought out the park from 7pm - 1am. This means that there weren't very many people, so the lines were really short. We got to ride the newest coaster (which we hadn't ridden before), Scream, 3 times in a row without ever getting up, because there was NO ONE waiting in line at all. Totally. Rad.
 
Saturday we slept friggin all day, because we are so lame. We finally got showered and out the door somewhere 'round dinner time. Too lazy to even cook for ourselves, we stumbled into our favorite Japanese restaurant and ate way too much. During the salad course, we talked about heading down to Laguna for a movie or maybe to the Fun Zone in Balboa for a stroll. After it was all said and eaten and done, we settled for a quick trip to Blockbuster and a general session of burping and moaning "ohhhhh... I ate too much.... agh" from the couch.
 
Blockbuster was out of just about every single new release worthy of a DVD case (namely "Mean Girls" and "Saved") so we set out down the Comedy aisle and decided on two movies, primarily due to their proximity to one another : Pumpkin and Poor White Trash. Ryan had seen pieces of PWT on Comedy Central and said it seemed pretty funny : it isn't. It was one of those ones where I actually debated turning it off several times, but let it run, hoping that something better was coming up...  Pumpkin, on the other hand, was a really dark comedy. It was sweet and unnerving and cynical... and plus, the title character reminds me of someone that I am very fond of ... but I can't say who because I am fairly certain that he will beat me to smithereens. In any case, it is a good movie and I would recommend it to everyone.
 
Also, did I already tell you how I am totally disturbed now that I finally saw Donnie Darko a few weeks ago? I am in love with psychotics and scared shitless of the end of existence.
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Posted by giddygirlie at 1:32 PM |

October 4, 2004

I was driving around for quite

I was driving around for quite a while and I finally got sick of the radio. Mortgage commercials and hip hop jams were grating my nerves, so I pushed the "CD/Tape" button and started the cassette that had been rattling in the stereo for weeks. It took a moment, then the hiss, and then my favorite song came on.
 
He had queued it up for me. Taken the time to rewind, fast-forward, rewind, fast-forward this crappy old mix tape to find the exact starting point for this particular song, and then left it there for me to find. Like a golden easter egg or a diamond ring floating in your champagne. Silently lingering, waiting for discovery.
 
I smiled for a minute, sang my tune out loud and then thought... how long has it been waiting like this? When was I supposed to have discovered this little treasure? Instead looking past it every day, walking by without noticing, like a chest of jewels buried deep under ground with no X to tell me where to search.
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Posted by giddygirlie at 9:58 AM |