and i was like, and she was all, and then he said!

I Moved!

2009-08-01T15:19:00.000-07:00

Well, it's official, I have moved into the new awesome apartment. I also decided to hire a decorator to help me put a really fancy new spin on the place. So my decorator came over yesterday after I cleaned the crappy place and bid the movers goodbye. OK so maybe it wasn't a decorator but it was Rachel and she helped push couches around, and unpack boxes while I whined about how my feet hurt and took a shower. We went to Target (of course) and bought a shit ton of stuff. We went to happy hour and came back to my apartment after buying about 64 oz of energy drink, to build and arrange the shit I bought. Turns out that one slip cover didn't fit, so back to Target and another full cart of stuff. At the end of the day though I have new slip covers, throw pillow, rug, comforter, shams, curtains, curtain rods, bathroom cabinet, mattress pad, three pillows, and a lamp that me and Rachel bickered over for a good ten minutes. The place is looking GOOD if I do say so myself. I unpacked for a while today but lost steam so I went on a walk and then came to a coffee shop to pirate wireless since mine doesn't work at the new place. Damn you Clearwire! Also today I had the extreme pleasure of finding out that I'm not the only person who loves Hall and Oates (I'm excluding Tar Tar for arguments sake), Mr. A Kane ALSO loves H&O. We quoted Rich Girl back and forth. A. Kane, (if you read this) may I just say that if I didn't already love to tremendously, I love you tremendously now. Anyone who adores H&O is good in my book.

OK, I think that's all I have for now, my coffee is almost gone and I need to read texts from last night, and go grocery shopping yet.

Bye Bye

Old lady update?

2009-07-11T15:35:00.001-07:00

I bought:
1. Sustainable bamboo kitchen spoons
2. A fancy wine opener
3. A weird green knife (mild impulse buy)
And for free I got a vegetable peeler. Also I was the grand prize winner of the night and got 10% off my order. It was a successful old lady pampered chef party. Then today I went and matched slip covers to area rugs and throw pillows. Looked at pillow shams, duvet covers and BED throw pillows (way different than living room throw pillows). Then I went and started looking at beds for Sean Connery that would match the area rug and slip covers so that he would match the living room. Old as shit day number 2!

Identity crisis

2009-07-10T18:07:00.000-07:00

I am not very old. I act like a very old person. I will hold long conversations about the interest rate on my savings account, lament the high cost of stamps, pay bills the moment they enter my apartment, I go to bed at 9:00 and get annoyed with people being "rowdy" in the parking lot at my apartment. Currently I am getting ready to attend a pampered chef party. WTF!!! However I do something horrendously immature pretty much every day. I feel as though I'm going through that awkward transition from being an asshole college kid to being a grown up. It's like puberty again, none of my clothes are appropriate, I constantly feel awkward, I turn to TV to try to understand how my age group acts, I don't know if I should be wearing a bra or not.

OK, I'm going to go turn off Billy Joel playing in the background and leave for my party, don't want to keep the hostess waiting!

Sleeping Naked is Green

2009-07-05T11:59:00.000-07:00

So, some of you may know how I love to read. Others of you know that I'm a bit of a lazy hippie. Still others of you probably know that I'm on a huge Non-fiction book kick and I'm obsessed with quippy, quirky, sarcastic and sometimes self deprecating and insulting narrative accounts of random journeys for knowledge. Like cadavers, sex, assassins, going green and ghosts. Just to overly generalize a few of the last non-fictions that I've read. I'm starting to forget what I'm writing this blog about. Ah yes, quick reference to the title. The book I'm reading. The book is called "Sleeping Naked is Green" or as they refer to it in the book (and accompanying blog) SNiG. The whole premise of the book is that the author a girl from Toronto who is skeptical of the whole green thing changes one thing a day for a year. She makes jokes about the crap she does, admits when she cheats, and someone still manages to weave little stories through what essentially is a diary. It makes me giggle and has prompted me to make my recent google searches kind of embarrassing. Some of which include:
Composting toilets
How to make your own toothpaste
Green dating sites
How to make a cheap compost bin
Just to name a couple. Easily the most awful is green dating. Of which I perused two separate sites. Greensingles.com and veggielove.com. Gross. Also no one from Bellingham is on either site because Bellingham hipsters are way too cool for that. Which is precisely why whenever I get drunk and make a dating site profile I never put my photo on it. How atrocious to be recognized by someone I know.

Again I forgot why I started this entry. Um, read the book? Turn your own poop into an awesome way to feed your organic tomato plants? Which reminds me, I need to go get one of those metal cage things for my tomato plant which is growing like a weed and starting to tip over, it needs the metal tomato bra for support.

Also, my potential landlady was supposed to call me yesterday to set up a time to meet and sign the lease, but she never called, which I forgive as it was a holiday BUT I also need to notify my current place that I'm leaving by Friday and the super practical and completely skeptical side says don't tell them I'm out until I'm on a legally binding lease. Oh well, I've had too much time to sit around and stew lately.

OK, I'm going to put a picture on here so that maybe someone will read it. Happy July 5th everyone, who else was awoken several times by fireworks lighting off in your upstairs neighbors apartment (yes inside) and setting off car alarms!?!?

Happy belated America

Rodeo!

2009-07-04T20:56:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I went to the Logger Rodeo. The rodeo is awesome just in the fact that it's a rodeo but here are OTHER reasons why it was SUPER awesome:

1. All the cowboys wear pink shirts (breast cancer awareness fundraiser)
2. Beer garden
3. Making friends with one of the business man cow milkers (bonus awesome point to this one, his name was Maynard)
4. Two EMS runs! - not awesome in the traditional sense, but both guys were OK which was def awesome
5. Text messages where my friends threaten to bury me with a back-ho
6. Proclaiming a performing family at the rodeo the "Osmonds of Rodeo"
7. The queen getting bucked off her horse
8. Cowboys
9. Tight jeans
10. Somehow all the Sedro-Woolley cowboys have southern accents ... I've never understood that
11. Meeting up with dudes from the rodeo at the bar haha, classy
12. That might actually be it

In other news, I think my upstairs neighbors lit off some fireworks inside, my ears are ringing ...

sleep texting

2009-06-28T19:26:00.000-07:00

Sleep texting it like sleep walking but for lazy people who don't like talking on the phone. On Saturday morning I was having a very realistic dream where I wrote a check for $180. I texted my Mom not to cash the check I had just written her because I didn't want the $180.00 one to bounce. This was at 5:30 in the morning. We wrote back and forth like three times. Then I called my Mom later in the day and she asked me what the check was for. I had no idea what she was talking about. I have money problems in my dreams. For which I feel the need to text my Mom. This was the first time in weeks that I had a really sound sleep. Yikes.

I wish I was creative

2009-06-25T21:07:00.001-07:00

I found a cool website. Well I didn't, but one of my favorite bloggers did! It's called Sleeveface, and it's three shades of awesome.

Also my pretty much favorite blogger ever can be found at www.j-walkblog.com

chikity check it

-Dirty Diana

Michael Jackson

2009-06-25T19:52:00.000-07:00

OK, freakish? Yes. Abnormal? Yes. Most likely driven insane by his fame, popularity, media, and stunted maturity? Definitely. Complete and utter musical genius? Without a doubt.

Of course he freaks me out, and whatever he has done in his personal life I either don't want to know the truth about or would like to believe is just media hype. He's a weirdy that's for sure. However, he is an icon for hundreds of reasons and his music is legendary. I don't know if I'm really sad about it, but I am surprised.

I can distinctly remember dancing around when I was young in my parents' living room to Thriller. Amazing album. And I'm pretty sure I only listened to his Number Ones album for my entire Junior year of High School.

We have lost a legend.

I'm just not that into it

2009-06-16T19:11:00.000-07:00

OK so here's the thing. Last Spring I was kinda seeing a guy. Then I was kinda NOT seeing a guy. Then I went to camp and still wanted to talk to the guy all the time but couldn't. Then I started wanting to order books online (along with various other things) so that I could get packages in the mail. The only mail that I ever got was from KJW and it was awesome drawings that I have until this day. So long story short, along with Chuck Palahniuk books, Twilight, and some vitamins I believe, I got He's Just Not That Into You. So I read it and there were literally chapters that I felt could have been headed "Hey Diana, this part is about YOUR life." Apparently my issues are universal, I thought I was at least cool enough to have original issues. Lame. So anyways, I read the books, thought "huh, OK" and pretty much put it out of my head. THEN THEN THEN, they came out with a movie. So I watched the movie and HATED IT! The book's message was basically, "hey be practical, don't listen to all those stories your friends tell you that are completely ridiculous, don't settle on guys that you are not really happy with." The movie had the same message until about the last three minutes and then they turned it around JUST like all over romantic comedies with the whole "never give up, he's out there, even that married guy you're dating will OF COURSE break up with his wife for you" bullshit. Good lord.

Shining point, Ben Affleck was HOTTT. Three Ts.

the crib!

2009-06-14T18:13:00.000-07:00

OK, spoke to the landlord on the phone, I have until next Friday (the 19th?) to go look at the apartment and decide if I want to live there. I can tell pretty much unequivocally that I DO want to live there, but I suppose it makes sense to look at it none the less. She however ask me several semi embarrassing questions that make me an excellent renter,

1. Can you afford the cheap rent I will offer you?
2. Do you have a job?
3. Can I call since you may be lying about this job?
4. Do you live all alone with no room mates or LIVE IN BOYFRIENDS!?!?
5. Do you have any animals, which I countered with, CAN I HAVE A KITTY!?!? (The answer was yes by the way, except it can't be a tom cat that I don't "fix. My thought those was 'who the ef wants or even like tomkat, one's too short, and one's Katie Holmes)

So all in all pretty good convo. Now I just have to go take a peeksy and start packing all my shit. I hate moving and packing, so if anyone would like to volunteer to come up and help me move I would greatly appreciate it. I tend to pay any love birds who help me this way with loads of pizza and beer. Pretty sweet deal if you ask me. Plus you can meet Sean Connery, or Sean-Con as Rachel calls him already. He will look like one of these little noodles:

Dream men

2009-06-11T17:35:00.000-07:00

A small smattering of boys I loved in my childhood:

And yes, all of the New Kids, except that weird tall one, if I could cut him out I would have. Also Joey, I never really loved Joey, BUT all the rest ...

GAHHHH

2009-06-10T20:19:00.001-07:00

So apparently my friend's landlady is "very interested" in me. AWESOME. You know that this means I'm just one step closer to have a kitten named either finlayson or sean connery. Both for either a boy or girl. THEN I can officially grow into an old cat lady AND watch it do really cute stuff like this:

or something like this:

Oh Sean Connery, you skamp

help

2009-06-09T20:53:00.000-07:00

Dearest friendly other bloggers and friends who read this (Kelly),

Why are my images popping up so freaking giant, and not on the right as I specify. I tell it small and right, it shows up huge and center. Kelly, help me.

Kindest Regards,

Diana

lubbey?

2009-06-09T20:49:00.000-07:00

Today I watched a clip from an episode of Gilligan's Island. The professor is hot. Also he looks a lot like Paul Newman. I then thought it WAS Paul Newman. I looked it up. It is NOT Paul Newman. This IS Paul Newman.

Paul Newman is hot.

The next episode of cribs ...

2009-06-08T19:15:00.000-07:00

... may feature my potential new awesome pad. Let me just tell you some of the awesome amenities of my potential new crib:

1. One bedroom
2. One bathroom
3. One washer
4. One dryer
5. One ability to have a kitty
6. One commute that is longer by five minutes
7. One amount of seventy-five dollars more a month
8. One parking spot
9. One super hot upstairs neighbor
10. One super happy Diana

So, I have become aware of an apartment coming available at the end of July and it features many of the awesome things that I am looking for in an apartment. Mainly it has a washer/dryer and is hardly most expensive than what I'm paying now. Plus then I can get a kitten and start working on the life of being a crazy old cat lady. Sounds pretty promising I think. I already have a cat name picked out if it's a boy cat ... Finlaysin. Pronounced pretty much how it's spelled because I don't know how it's actually spelled. If it's a girl, I'm leaning towards Karen, like Karen O, or maybe Mrs. Butterworth. I like animals with people names and food names ... I'm a bit of a freak. So hopefully my friend who is moving out can get her landlady to let me move in. Time will tell eh?

Accountant Blog

2009-06-08T19:11:00.001-07:00

Well, soon I will be blogging in a whole new way. A way that I literally never thought I would blog. Well in all honesty I thought that blogging was completely stupid and ridiculous up until, well probably a year after I had this blog. Now however, I will blogging about ... accountancy. Sweet deal eh? I'll be keeping you updated on IRS notices, job searches, QuickBooks classes, cute pictures of the dogs which I'm sure that I'll sneak in on accident on purpose. Should be an interesting little endeavor. After I've really established myself as a blogger about the ever fascinating world of crunching numbers and counting beans, and I've gained a really strong following, maybe I'll share a link here. Perhaps I'll even become a follower of my own blog. How lovely.

ah

2009-06-05T21:56:00.000-07:00

Also with my baller lasagna I drank a bottle of wine and two busch lights. Woops!

I'm sorta awesome

2009-06-05T20:01:00.001-07:00

I know that many people just read that title and said, "DUH," but you may be wondering why I am in fact so awesome. Let's be honest with ourselves, there are about 410 ways why I am so awesome (I have yellow shoes, I like weird books, I can whistle very well, I don't discriminate, just to name a few), but this post will focus on just the one. I am a vegetarian who is an amazing cook. Let's just break down a few of my baller recipes.

1. Cabbage salsa. A favorite on the east side and very very rarely (if ever) seen in Western Washington. You poor 206ers, 425ers, 360ers etc. etc. It's refreshing, vegan, awesome as a dip, a little salad and on or in pretty much any Mexican food.

2. Potato and black bean enchiladas, most recently made last weekend. Rice, jalapenos, roasted red potatoes, black beans, and lots of spiciness. Throw a little cilantro on top and you're golden. Or a little cabbage salsa...

3. Pepper and mushroom lasagna. It's just like my Mommy's except instead of sausage (yeah, the Duggans are baller, we don't even mess around with hamburger) I put peppers, mushrooms, onions, and crushed red pepper flakes inside.

Good lord, I'm a good cook. Seriously, why don't I have a boyfriend? Tell your friends how awesome. Their answer will undoubtedly be "DUH," but you can just throw this reason on top of the pile of other reasons.

Bang Bang

2009-06-04T20:09:00.000-07:00

I've been saying church is crazy for YEARS. Also the south, the south is crazy.

LOUISVILLE, Ky. - A Kentucky pastor is inviting his flock to bring guns to church to celebrate the Fourth of July and the Second Amendment.

"We're just going to celebrate the upcoming theme of the birth of our nation," said pastor Ken Pagano. "And we're not ashamed to say that there was a strong belief in God and firearms — without that this country wouldn't be here."

Just kinda seems like a weird way to celebrate, maybe next they will hand out some small pox blankets and steal from minorities ...

Just saying!

Tar tar

2009-05-31T20:52:00.000-07:00

I would like to take this opportunity to immortalize my dear friend Evan. A man amongst boys, and dancer amongst fools, a laugher in his sleep, a converted text messager, a level 14 wizard (maybe, I don't know his exact level), a celebrity at Yen Wor Village. A stranger took this video, a stranger who knows his shit about dancing. I must say that this is fairly indicative of his dancing though quite honestly he gets even better. Just another theme party night at Yen Wor.

Revere him, he is dancer.

Sasquatch

2009-05-26T15:35:00.000-07:00

Sasquatch was of course awesome. Both the festival and the actual REAL being. Here are a couple quotes that I enjoyed from the weekend:

"You see this," patting belly, "that's all chicken, I'm a chicken boy!" -Little boy in Taco Time after being ask whether he wanted chicken or beef

"I really want to eat this fiber bar, but I don't want to get shit everywhere ... wait." -Me wanting to eat a crumbly fiber bar in the tent

"Why do you have to hold all the blow!?!? Why can't I just hold my half of the blow, you can't do it all at once." -Our lovely neighbors at the camp site

"Sit down and SHUT THE FUCK UP, sit do...SHUT THE FUCK UP" -Most rock and roll moment of my life, crowd interaction lifting both bass drum and lead in the air, and him playing it

"How many of you guys have been camping all weekend?" -Santigold
"WOOOOOOO" -Everyone who had been camping all weekend
"Well we're going to break down for you so you can get busy in your tents." -Santigold
"Umm ... like anyone would have sex with us now, we have not showered in four days." -Diana/Rachel/Bekka

It was a pretty fun night, I'll try to think of more quotes ... because I'm lame like that.

Fridge!

2009-05-20T17:25:00.000-07:00

This is an interesting little article/project. Photog goes around and takes pictures of the insides of refrigerators with little blurbs about the person. This is my favorite (this person can bench 300lbs)

ms taken

2009-05-18T20:14:00.001-07:00

It's coming!

2009-05-10T11:06:00.000-07:00

I have a wicked burn on the part of my hair. This does mean that it was sunny AND that hopefully hopefully summer is coming. Summer is Bellingham makes me happy.

That is all.

and!

2009-04-27T13:42:00.001-07:00

Also this:

(317): I swear to god I'm with a high end prostitute right now and shes the most interesting person I've ever met. She just took me in to share an evening.
(317): And as an added bonus she seems to have gotten a blood stain out of my favorite t-shirt

Genius

2009-04-27T13:36:00.001-07:00

I just found the most amazing website ever. It's called texts from last night and it is hilarious.

People can go on and post funny texts from the previous night or whatever. The number at the front is the area code of the sender, I'm desperately seeking a 509 or 360.

Here is just a little sample:

(859): I ahte it when I peed a little on my shews. I got a litll bit on the automen in your room too.:/
(973): Tracy!! I don't have an ottoman in my room.
(859): Ohhh....do you have a dog shaped liek un automan?

and a little local flavor:
(206): Just brushed my teeth...forgot we used this toothbrush in bed last night.

Could be a borderline new obsession.

Baby Mama

2009-04-23T14:03:00.000-07:00

I may be pregnant.

OK, no I might not actually be pregnant, but let's review all the obvious signs that I am displaying:

1. I threw up yesterday for pretty much no reason. Just out of the blue I threw up. That's gross.
2. I can't shove enough Spanish olives in my mouth. I hate olives and all I freaking want to eat right now is Spanish olives.
3. I can't stop re-arranging and sprucing my apartment. I bought a reed diffuser yesterday. A REED DIFFUSER! Hello nesting, by name is Diana ... mother-to-be.
4. OK that's actually it.

So, start brainstorming baby names kids ...

God I forgot about this

2009-04-13T19:12:00.001-07:00

About say three years ago, this was one of my favorite videos. Ahh the summer of '06 at the PKO:

Totally practical

2009-03-24T20:25:00.000-07:00

For all your lazy assed dogs:

It's called a "Bottoms up Rear-End Support Leash," clearly every dog owner needs one!
Only $39.99

Desperate

2009-03-24T20:20:00.000-07:00

Wow. Only in a town with "beach" in the name:

HUNTINGTON BEACH, Calif. - Police are seeking a woman they said used a false identity to get breast implants and liposuction, then skipped town.

Huntington Beach police said Monday that a 30-year-old woman opened a line of credit in someone else's name in September and had the procedures worth more than $12,000 performed at the Pacific Center For Plastic Surgery.

Employees said she never returned for follow-up visits.

I can't imagine wanting plastic surgery so badly. This coming less than two hours after I bought a bunch of make-up ... hmmm. I did however use my own id, and my own money!

Tofu

2009-03-22T18:39:00.000-07:00

So, I don't eat meat. I very very rarely eat meat substitute because I think he texture is gross (like meat) and it tastes gross (like meat). So I was flipping through my biggest loser cookbook the other day and trying to figure out how to make them meatless and I stumbled upon tofu teriyaki. A challenge. Now, I also don't really eat tofu because honestly I don't understand what it is. That aside, I decided to make it today for dinner. Tofu, some sort of stir fry mix from Trader Joe's, orange peppers, onions, garlic, ginger, on a nice bed of brown rice. DELICIOUS. Needless to say it turned out three shades of amazing and was very colorful and tasty. I about quadrupled the recipe with the amount of veggies I put in though so I'll be eating that for a week ... oh well.

This is not what mine looked like. Mine was way better. This however is what the picture was in the cookbook. Either way.

Anniversary

2009-03-18T14:27:00.000-07:00

I'm very happy to announce my me and my little biscotti just celebrated one full year of our fake relationship. Last St. Patty's day, my dear little Scotty-Too-Hottie insisted on introducing me to all his friends at the bar as his girlfriend, thus began the best fake relationship I have ever been in. Yes there have been rough times, we had a couple nasty fights about counter tops, and there was some cheating ... but still strong as ever! Here is a picture of the night it all started.

bush

2009-03-17T20:45:00.001-07:00

CALGARY, Alberta - Former President George W. Bush said on Tuesday that he won't criticize Barack Obama because the new U.S. president "deserves my silence," and said he plans to write a book about the 12 toughest decisions he made in office.

Bush declined to critique the Obama administration in his first speech since leaving office in January. Former Vice President Dick Cheney has said that Obama's decisions threatened America's safety.

"I'm not going to spend my time criticizing him. There are plenty of critics in the arena," Bush said. "He deserves my silence."

Bye bye PI

2009-03-16T19:10:00.000-07:00

What a sad day for Seattle! The PI is moving to a web-only version and tomorrow is the last print! Here is an article that I found at msn. Even msn is carrying this!

SEATTLE - The Seattle Post-Intelligencer, which has chronicled the news of the city since logs slid down its steep streets to the harbor and miners caroused in its bars before heading north to Alaska’s gold fields, will print its final edition Tuesday.

Hearst Corp., which owns the 146-year-old P-I, said Monday that it failed to find a buyer for the newspaper, which it put up for a 60-day sale in January after years of losing money. Now the P-I will shift entirely to the Web.

“Tonight will be the final run, so let’s do it right,” publisher Roger Oglesby told the newsroom.

falls

2009-03-11T20:28:00.000-07:00

Some people are just crazy.

A man went over Niagara Falls and survived Wednesday afternoon, one of the few people to ever survive the plunge unprotected, authorities said.

The man did not aid in his rescue, officials said, though it was not immediately clear whether he was physically unable to or he did not want to do so.

Niagara Falls Fire Capt. Dave Belme said the man was not wearing any clothes when he was rescued, but he added that it's not unexpected for a person to lose things while being washed down the falls.

MY theory, trying to kill himself. Why be so selfish though as to make those poor (probably hot) rescuers get to naked!?!? Shrinkage ...

Seduction Advice

2009-03-11T19:10:00.001-07:00

In Detroit it only takes a dollar, a case of beer, a gram of coke, and a whip. Hello motor city, my name is Diana!

I hate money

2009-03-11T18:12:00.000-07:00

I got my very first overdraft on my checking account today. It made me supremely sad because I pride myself on being very aware of my finances. Although I may not have many dollars I keep good track of the few I have! Well sadly I purchased some McDonald's for my friends recently and didn't write the freaking charge in my register. So many lessons:

Don't buy friends McDonald's when you're drunk!
Don't eat McDonald's is gross and bad for you!
Register your freaking checkbook!

Ugh, I'm covered in disgust over this.

COVERED!

d'bags

2009-03-07T18:01:00.000-08:00

Cats are such douche bags sometimes

seriously though, I want a kitty so bad!

what!?!

2009-02-25T19:19:00.001-08:00

how did I know that Hugh Heffner and Holly broke up!?

Two things that made me happier after I found that out:

flirxting

2009-02-22T17:42:00.000-08:00

I have done all but 4 & 5. The real interaction parts ... dammit.

Under Construction

2009-02-17T13:54:00.000-08:00

So my office is under construction right now, new siding or something, I don't know I don't really pay attention. HOWEVER, I do pay attention when there are 10,004 hot construction worker guys milling around the office and coming in to get water and popcorn and stuff. I had thought about this, but I'm so busy doing two peoples' jobs that I had not oggled them too much from the windows. THEN one of the executives at work questioned me about my relationship status and demanded that I go have lunch outside with workers or at least make one of them come inside and lift heavy things for me. That's embarrassing. I did however have to walk through all of their crap to get to my car, winks were exchanged. OK not really, I'm not that cool.

dubyah

2009-02-16T12:35:00.000-08:00

Yowza, George Bush's ranking on the list of best and worst presidents:

WASHINGTON - Just days after Americans honored the 200th anniversary of his birth, 65 historians ranked Abraham Lincoln as the best U.S. president.

Former President George W. Bush, who left office last month, was ranked 36th out of the 42 men who had been chief executive by the end of 2008, according to a survey conducted by the cable channel C-SPAN.

Bush scored lowest in international relations, where he was ranked 41st, and in economic management, where he was ranked 40th. His highest ranking, 24th, was in the category of pursuing equal justice for all. He was ranked 25th in crisis leadership and vision and agenda setting.

better late

2009-02-15T18:47:00.000-08:00

I forgot to wish everyone a happy Valentine's day. I personally don't believe in the holiday (because I'm single ...), but here is my gift to you!

Projects!

2009-02-15T16:58:00.000-08:00

So since I am now employed and don't have to do homework on the weekend, oh and I don't have a boyfriend taking up all my time, I get to give myself awesome projects to undertake. Today I made chili! Little known fact about me ... I don't eat meat. I know what you're thinking, "how on earth can you eat chili Diana with no meat!?" Simply answered, I didn't put meat in it. Here is what WAS in it:

Carrots
Celery
Bell peppers
Onions
Pinto, black, kidney, and great northern (I believe formerly known as navy beans) beans
Crushed tomatoes
Fire roasted tomatoes with garlic
Jalapenos
Green chilies
Lots of cock sauce (sriacha)
Garlic
Chili, garlic, onion and cumin powders
Love

Um, it was amazing. Also enough food to feed several families I'm pretty sure. I think I'll be eating chili for a year. Probably going to have to freeze some of it.

Another project, watching tons of movies that I've wanted to see or should have seen and haven't. Watched this weekend:

There Will be Blood: B
Cinderella Man: A (effing loved it, Russell Crowe is crazy but I love him)
Schindler's List: Half way through, pretty sure I'm going to sob.

Gearing up for another week of overtime everyday. Making those dollas ...

Photographic highlights of my vacation

2009-02-09T18:46:00.000-08:00

HAHAHAAHAHAHAHA

2009-02-07T11:10:00.001-08:00

Char lieeeeee

2009-02-07T10:59:00.000-08:00

I'm watching Charlie and the Chocolate factory, the Johnny Depp style one. I've been wanting to see it for quite some time and now that I'm watching it, I kinda hate it. Not only has the disc been skipping like mad (could be that I have the dvd player running non-stop or the communal dvd I'm watching), but Johnny Depp only makes me laugh every ten minutes or so, AND I love Gene Wilder, AND the new oompa loompas are weird and gross. I want midgets in orange face paint. I do like the Veruca Salt though, such a bizzo. OK, I'm going to ride it out, but my better instincts are telling me to turn it off and put on Hotel Rwanda. Ya know, something light.

Today

2009-02-05T20:02:00.000-08:00

Trouble at work, I will give full details after tomorrow, the proverbial shit is hitting the fan tomorrow.

Little man at work update: he got his birthday present today AND LOVED IT! Ran around the office showing everyone and screaming from across the room, MISS DIANA MISS DIANA COME LOOK AT THIS! That kid is so adorable, then he gave me two valentine candles and told me that I got two because I'm very special. Yeah, everyone else only got one! Then he gave me big hugs as thank yous for his present. UGH adorable.

Finished Dexter Season 1, holy ef word.

Might get netflix just so that I can have season two right away since I'm way down on the list for it at the library ... that's sick.

Jazzercized with Devin last night, I don't think I've ever laughed that hard while working out, oh my heavens. He is freaking insane, he would turn to me and make me hi five him about every three minutes, I loved it.

Big mama's in T-24 hours ... synchronize your watches bitches.

ps, I'm blogging while waiting for the bachelor to load online hahaha. I got addicted while on vacation but since I don't have cable I had to wait for it to get online. Diana = crazy.

Dexter

2009-02-04T19:42:00.001-08:00

I am IN LOVE with the show Dexter. You hear me world!?!? IN LOVE. Plus I just got to see his butt in a saucy love scene. Well probably his butt doubles butt, anywho, his butt double at least has a noice bum. I heart crime drama. I got my minor in criminology because I love crime drama. I'm a weirdy. My ex-boyfriend promised to give me the serial killer encyclopedia for my birthday, most sadly we broke up before then ... dammit. Gift ideas kids.

In short, I love Dexter.

bullets

2009-02-02T19:40:00.001-08:00

BAM!

1. I went on vacation to Disneyland with my family. Favorite quotes from the trip: "so I heard you wanted to hear what the vegetarian options are, we have a chicken linguini, and a shrimp linguini, we can take either off for you"

2. I read The Graduate, ONLY on planes. My first completely airborne book.

3. I'm riding the library free dvds and books train all the way to the bank. Not literally of course. But It's like saving three bucks every time I borrow a dvd from the library and don't rent.

4. Work is going pretty good and they TOLD me that I am doing really good.

5. I got to see multiple killer whales, they are awesome.

6. I got to see monkeys giving blow jobs, THAT is kinda hilarious.

7. I saw a FANTASTIC brown bear named blacky, he was 35 and hit around this funny ball with his head and slept almost the whole time except when I went, "hey blacky I'm on a double decker bus please come and say hello!" Then he came and said hello! I'll show you pictures, don't worry.

8. It was little work man's birthday today, I gave him bubbles and a diego animal rescue outfit, he LOVES miss Diana. We played bubbles outside for a while afterward.

9. um thats all i got for right now

Dead Beaver

2009-01-14T19:34:00.000-08:00

So today one of my co-workers asked me to take her dog on a walk. Clearly somewhere in my job description it says dog walker. To be honest I don't care, I got to get out of the office and play with a cute dog. So I'm walking along and the dog just darts down the stairs next to my office (which is next to Whatcom Creek), so I finally catch up and there is the dog pawing at this big brown lump. Well upon closer examination I see a huge flat tail, giant teeth and really long nails. It was a beaver. A dead beaver. So I go inside and call the humane society to come pick it up. The big man came about an hour later and picked it up. HE STRUGGLED! Think about that, I giant man whose whole job is the containment and removal of animals struggled with the giant-ness of this beaver! I watched in a very interested way. Then I just kinda finished the rest of my work. That was all. The highlight of my day was the removal of a dead beaver from the stairs of my work. Thank goodness I spent the money on a college degree.

i'm from the northwest my eye's lazy

2009-01-08T18:30:00.001-08:00

Weeds

2009-01-05T20:19:00.000-08:00

Has anyone seen this show? I kinda love it. I watched the first season in one day, then most of the second the next day, now I'm finishing up the end of season two right now. It's about drugs, it's semi-pornographic, witty, and full of dark humor. Pretty much it's perfect. Also the seasons were only $12.99 at target, double booyah.

Booyah Booyah.

yeah yeah yeah so paid

2009-01-02T21:28:00.000-08:00

It's a rap song, don't judge me for knowing that.

Today I woke up with a terrible pain my toe, enough so that I did not go work out. Instead I went and got a haircut, a really cute haircut. I'm glad that I have short hair again (even though I've had it for four months). Then it was spinster Friday, thats right my friends, Spinster-hood is creeping into the weekdays. I suspect that I may get three days of spinster-ness this week! noice.

Two Jay Jay texts, one call. All ignored. I learned my lesson from arby's. I'm not encouraging it. And as Rachel said, "our new year's resolution is to not go to the royal, ironically made ... at the royal."

It's a work in progress.

I'm a third done with Harry Potter 6. Harry Potter 7 may be started by the end of the weekend. I think I might read my lovely Women & Money book next, since I'm trying to save money and not be in debt anymore. My Mom will be so proud.

2009

2009-01-01T18:31:00.001-08:00

Well I rung in the New Year in style. Cracktivity consisted of me dressed like Arby's but shot (cracktivity was Railroad and Holly themed), Rachel with a beard made of eyeshadow and a total of 8 40s, 7 sparks, many mixed drinks and I believe four bottle of Champagne. Amongst us all of course. Then we got a little tipsy and bored and guess where we ended up!?!? The Royal ... gross. Highlights of my night?

Dancing with a weird guy all night, then when it actually hit midnight he turned away from me and called someone on his phone.
Ditched him started dancing with a guy named Jay Jay with a touch screen blackberry that I stopped all conversation with him to play with.
Bekka ran away and we had to beg the Royal bouncer to go find her coat she left inside after they closed down.
We couldn't get a cab and between 8 people all of whom either do, did, live in the ham or at least know people there we could not find a freaking ride so we walked 4.5 miles in the rain to Rachel's house. Did I mention my coat didn't have a hood?

Favorite Jay Jay quotes of the night?
"Gurl, you dance like you know what you're doing"
"You ever have chocolate gurl, once you go black you never go back baby"
"I just wanna kick it wit you gurl"
"Shawty you hot, UHH"

Jay Jay was a peach.
Also while we were on the bus on the way downtown a man told us that we were hot as fish grease. He was a sweetie!

2009 goals?
-Learn to drive a stick
-Balance my checkbook
-Pay off my credit card and parents
-Do my dishes

Also I got a raise yesterday, and my insurance starts on Monday so my pneumonia can't really kick in until then.

Happy ought nine kiddos!

amazing

2008-12-31T16:20:00.000-08:00

Penelope Jean

Penelope Jean Britton, 67, a resident of Anacortes since 1984, died on December 30, 2008 at Island Hospital, the result of a malignant brain tumor diagnosed in April 2008. Penny was a Christmas baby born in Portland, OR, and was employed as a teacher in the Communications Department at Western Washington University where earlier this year she won the Ronald Kleinknecht Excellence in Teaching Award. Penny attended Oregon State University, graduated with an undergraduate degree from Western Washington University, and held a Master’s Degree in Theology from Fuller Theological Seminary. She was a licensed private pilot and a U.S. Coast Guard licensed Captain for Sail and Power vessels. Penny was a member of Trinity Anglican Church in Mount Vernon where she moderated the adult forum. She was a life member of Kappa Alpha Theta Sorority, a Volunteer for Skagit Hospice, and a member of the Honor Society of Phi Kappa Phi. She was a member of the Seattle and Anacortes Yacht Clubs. Penny loved to travel and took every opportunity which included trips to China, Japan, England, Australia, New Zealand, Europe, Africa and Israel. One trip lasted nearly 2 years during which she lived with her husband on a sailboat and home-schooled her children while visiting ports along the U.S. east coast, the Bahamas, and West Indies. Penelope Jean’s life demonstrated love, joy, peace, gentleness, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, long-suffering and self control. She was a beautiful, thoughtful, gifted and intelligent, woman who let her Lord Jesus direct her paths. People who knew her loved her. Penny was attacked by separate cancers four times. She won three of the fights. She was a strong and steady supporter of groups seeking cancer cures. Penelope Jean is survived by her husband, Dick Britton; 2 sons, Alex and Ben Britton; 2 daughters, Kirsten Young and Bethany Erickson; 5 grandsons, Hunter, Piers, Chance, Eli, and Gavin; 5 granddaughters, Janessa, Chloe, Sloane, Trinity Ruth, and Penny’s namesake, Reese Penelope; sister, Deanna Jenkins; brother, Doug Clayton; many nieces; nephews; aunts; uncles; and a wonderful assortment of in-laws. Plans are being made for a memorial service. Donations should be directed towards your favorite cancer cure seeking organization. Arrangements are in the care of Evans Funeral Chapel and Crematory, Inc., Anacortes, WA and the San Juan Islands.

Penny

2008-12-30T19:28:00.000-08:00

Well most sadly for the second time in one year, I (and many others) have had the horrible misfortune to have to say goodbye to an amazing and inspirational professor at Western. Penny Britton was by far my favorite professor during my time at Western. She was kind, unflinchingly funny, caring and inspirational. Penny battled breast cancer three times. She beat it three times. My senior year during my spring quarter while working closely with her, it was found out that she had a brain tumor. When it was removed it was found to be the size of a fist. When she returned from time away she was incredibly upbeat and healthy. When I saw her in the office she screamed, "ahhh Diana! I missed you! Wanna see my scar, it's awesome." I love Penny. Her classes not only taught me so much about Communication, but taught me about my peers, myself and my relationships. I can't imagine the Comm department without the amazing energy and light of Penny Britton. My heart and thoughts go out to her husband and family who she adored and spoke of lovingly and often during class. She's an amazing woman and will not be soon forgotten.

let it rain

2008-12-29T12:45:00.000-08:00

The rain is back. This is the Bellingham that I know and love! Thankfully the snow is melting and the world is pretty much back to normal here. Can't wait for it all to be gone!

ps, Merry Christmas ... fools.

pps, I google image searched rain, this came up

Budget

2008-12-23T19:38:00.000-08:00

Can someone help me form a budget? I have no money and with all these generous extra days off I'm going to have even less ...

Kiddo

2008-12-23T19:26:00.000-08:00

Owner of the company called me kiddo today. It's spreading. He then told me that all cookies reside in Cashmere. Also he told me that he loves Aplets and Cotlets. I believe that his exact words were, "Diane, you going home for Christmas? They have those Aplets and Cotlets things there don't they. I love those things Kiddo." Previously in the day he told me that two of his clients were coming in at the same time for an appointment so we were going to have to "tag team" them. I fought laughter a lot today.

Boss also gave me the day off tomorrow so that I could get a head start on the pass. They are pretty nice to me I guess.

Seriously though with the kiddo ... I kinda think they think I'm 12 ...

(image? I googled kiddo.)

Berenstain Bears

2008-12-22T20:00:00.000-08:00

Do you remember the Berenstain Bears from childhood? They were quite possibly my favorite book series as a child. Too much junk food was my favorite. Why? Because when I was little I liked all the tiny packages that they illustrated. I was big on tiny stuff when I was little. Maybe it was because I myself was tiny. Polly Pockets were HUGE for me ... tiny stuff.

Boots

2008-12-22T17:39:00.000-08:00

Boss called this morning, "Hey kiddo, it's Char, well, we gotta open the office, people need us. Can you make it in by nine, maybe ride the bus or something? We will be closing around 3:30. OK see you then kiddo"

So I went back to sleep for half hour. Got ready. Put on my SJP sneakers that I wear instead of snow boots because I don't have snow boots. I went out and started scraping the six inches of snow off my car that has accumulated over night. Massive amounts of snow got into my shoes and of course all over my jeans which were then soaking wet. Started all-bying it (I have all wheel drive, not four wheel) through the parking lot to the street. The snow was deep at the top of the little hill and my poor little subby barely made it through. While I was sitting there waiting to get out into the street I look over and see a girl in a two-door little hatch back Jetta or something completely stuck in the snow on the side of the road and sobbing on her cell phone. I felt bad, but kinda not. What kind of tool goes out on the roads like they are in a car like that!?

Got to work ... barely. Walked in the front door, boss says:
"Hey kiddo you made it! Thanks for coming in on such ... Why are you not wearing boots!?!?! Diana, you need to wear boots out there! Are those sneakers!?!? Diana what are you doing!? What size are your feet, we need to get you some boots!"
Diana/Kiddo: "Uhh I'm fine. These shoes are ok. Yeah I mean my feet are a little wet, but I brought extra socks. Please don't buy me boots"
Boss:"KIDDO!!"

I went and bought boots after work today that I both can't afford, and don't like. Peer pressure sucks! But I guess dry feet won't be so bad ...

(Actual boots not pictured)

d'bag

2008-12-21T16:47:00.001-08:00

Also I had a voicemail from my Dad today while I was doing Spinster Sunday, it went something like this:

"woodrow (my Dad calls me many variations on the nickname Woody, its way too long of a story or I would just tell you), I was talking to zater today (all Duggans and Duggan friends love the use of nicknames for people) and he told me that when he was driving you home from the bars over Thanksgiving (yes, one of my good friends' Dad was our DD the night after Thanksgiving when we went to the local bar and got plowed, or lit if you are little BP) that you called me a douche bag. Why would you call your Dad a douche bag? Suck it."

FYI I called him a douche bag because he wears his blue tooth headset dealy thing around the house. I've told him that he is being douche baggy, is partaking in douche baggery, and is displaying douche baggish tendencies when he does this. He always just tells me to suck it.

Here is the un-commented-on version of the voicemail, since after reading this blog even I found it confusing:

"woodrow, I was talking to zater today and he told me that when he was driving you home from the bars over Thanksgiving that you called me a douche bag. Why would you call your Dad a douche bag? Suck it."

Date night

2008-12-21T16:33:00.000-08:00

Last night I had a great date. We watched two movies, made a bobali pizza, baked cookies, it was awesome. It was with my dearest Rachel. We are each other's boyfriends right now since neither of us have one. It was kinda awesome. Movies included The Shining, and Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Good combo. I had never seen The Shining before and it freaking blew my mind. It freaked me out ... a lot. That kid, ugh gives me the willies. As I stated right after it ended, "I NEVER want to shine."

Sarah Marshall was hysterical. It was a nice change after watching the Shining. There was a little too much male full frontal in the first ten minutes though. Yowza

Since today is Sunday it was of course Spinster Sunday. Went to Woods for coffee, drank some coffee. Snowed in for sure. I've been riding the bus everywhere. I need to buy a bus pass because I've probably almost paid one off with as much as I've had to ride in the last week or so. I guess I should look into that.

Why do my blogs suck so much lately?

no work, no money

2008-12-18T09:07:00.000-08:00

Another snow day is upon me! Yesterday I got to leave work at about noon because it was starting to snow cats and dogs. It was fine, I assumed things would clear up so I did all my chores thinking I shouldn't waste my time. I cleaned the kitchen, did crafts for Christmas presents, read Harry Potter, baked a casserole, cleaned my room etc etc. It was a very productive and busy Wednesday afternoon. Then I started thinking to myself, well yes this is lovely, but I'm not getting paid. I need me those dollas! Then I got calls from TWO different co-workers telling me that we were probably not going to have work today. Balls. I decided I would wake up at normal time and call my boss anyway. I called, I didn't have to work today. She seemed thankful for my concern haha. Always the suck up. But then I was wide awake because it was morning, so I chatted with Rachel on the telly, quite possibly the earliest conversation I've had with her ever and made myself coffee in a HUGE mug. Now I'm watching Indiana Jones, because I effing love Indiana Jones. Later I'm going to buy stamps. Big day.

Snow Day!

2008-12-17T13:45:00.000-08:00

Today it started snowing fairly hard in Bellingham. Since Bellingham does not do so hot in snow (read: it effing blows, no snow plows, no salt or sand or ANYTHING, but crashes, sadness, and no work) my boss called at about 11:30 and asked if I had done all of my stuff for the day. Of course I said yes because being the smart little cookie that I am I foresaw the shit weather and imminent closing of the office so I did everything WAY earlier than usual. So after I told her that everything was done she said the magic words, YOU CAN GO HOME EARLY SWEET CHEEKS! She normally does not call me sweet cheeks but only on special occasions ... or on the phone. Mostly she calls me kiddo, or sweetie, which I'm OK with most of the time because she is like my cool young Grandma or older Aunt, when of course she's not yelling at me. We have a complicated relationship. But she sent me home early today, so its a good day. I called my Dad to tell him, he asked me what I was going to do, and I told him that I had a date. He honestly sounded really excited, but I followed with ... Harry Potter, Harry Potter is my date. Thus far I have made Christmas presents, cooked, blogged (well I'm almost done), and read a little. It's a good day!

under pressure ... dun dun dun da da dun dun

2008-12-14T18:19:00.000-08:00

Well, not really. But I wanted an excuse to use that as a title. So my dear miss Nicole (you Greylockers who might read this are aware of her) started a blog which makes me kinda jealous. She is going to read 100 books in one year, and blog about them. NICE. Which makes me want to tell you about the books that I've read lately.

OK, so I'm a nerd. Yeah I got crazy (or wicked, or hella, depending on who you are) into the Twilight series and polished off those suckers this summer. Since then I have read, Into the Wild, A Confederacy of Dunces, Breakfast of Champions, and tried to read The Omnivore's Dilemma. I just can't get into that though. It's too much like I'm reading a text book. My current book status is HARRY POTTER! Man I forgot how addictive this effing books are. I decided to re-read the books last Wednesday and I am currently half way done with the third. I wanted to read seven again but decided to truly enjoy it I should have freshly read all the others. I hope to be done by Christmas because (thanks to Nicole's blog and my general nerdiness) my list of "next reads" is growing like nuts.

What a boring read I just composed for you. But hey, at least it wasn't about prop 8 right!?! Not that I'm over being outraged about that whole mess. OK my lovelies, I have to go read more HP and eat dinner. Go read, expand your beautiful minds.

ping ping ping

2008-11-21T19:46:00.000-08:00

If I ever make a rap video, steel drums will be prominently featured.

hay-o

2008-11-11T19:45:00.001-08:00

Can Keith get a what what?

sewing

2008-10-26T18:03:00.000-07:00

Ok, here is my newest idea of how I'm going to pass my time. Sewing. I know how to sew, as I did sew the single greatest dress to ever be worn at a Cashmere High School winter ball. I do a little hand sewing in the form of finishing homemade pillows, hemming pants and sewing on buttons. However, I always have to get someone to thread the machine for me, put the bobbin in etc. I kinda suck at the mechanical stuff. I want to sew myself an outfit. Clearly it will be a paisley pantsuit. Most likely in a shade of pink or teal. I think I might look into taking a class, but I would have to have a sewing machine for that. So I might look into getting a used one or something. Ok thats all. Sewing.

my man

2008-10-22T20:41:00.000-07:00

KJW has informed me that the love of my life (or at LEAST my Halloween hookup, as she has called him) awaits me in a bar in West Seattle slinging tunes for karaoke. I will gussy myself. I will wear my sweatpants (ooo almost let the costume slip) and other garb and I will impress him. I will be Mrs. Joe Karaoke by years end!

sunday bloody sunday

2008-10-19T18:39:00.001-07:00

Today was pretty much the best Sunday ever. Woke up, a tiny bit hung over (that was not part of the best Sunday ever) at about 10:00. Drug my ass out to the couch and proceeded to lay there for the entire day. I stood up and cleaned, cooked a little, and organized the apartment. It was nice. I'm still wearing my pajamas as a matter of fact. I did put on a sweatshirt though when I got a little cold. I watched two seasons of sex and the city, and a disc of arrested development. It was so pleasant. I really don't want to go to work tomorrow, even though all the big wigs won't be there so it should be a really chill next few days. The anxiety will come back though I'm sure. I still need to find someone to pick me up from the car shop and I need to learn how to ride the bus to work ... maybe thats what I should have done today.

hearts

2008-10-11T10:01:00.000-07:00

Oh goodness, I'm glad that my super liberal boss can still impart her super liberal funnies on me from the east coast:

See more funny videos and funny pictures at CollegeHumor.

I'm in the mere for the weekend. Doing the Oktoberfest thing, should be a good time. Beer, boys, baclava, NO bratwurst though. Unless they make soy/tofu/veggies brats which I'm pretty sure they don't do in the worth. Anywho, pumped about all the beer and getting the rest of my stuff to get back to the little apartment in the ham. Other than that, not much is up. Work is a little boring lately, I know its going to pick up soon though ... oh well

That is all, please laugh at Sarah Palin with me

post office

2008-10-09T19:47:00.001-07:00

So, everyday at work I have to go on errands. At first I found them to be a giant waste of my time, now I find them as amazing because I get to go outside and waste time around downtown ... I mean work really hard. One of my errands is going to the post office. I go there to empty the full PO box, pay for weird mail we can't do at the office and get certified mail ... certified. The same man stamps my certified mail everyday and I love him. Apparently he had a stroke a couple years ago and now does not hear or speak very well. He always waves me up to the front of the line and stamps my mail, makes some silly joke and then winks at me when I leave. I love him. The other day some rude boys were making fun of him in line ... no they di'uhnt! I felt a strong surge of motherly instinct to punch them in the throat with one hand, and balls with the other. I did neither but I seethed quietly to myself and then gave them dirty looks when he waved me to the front ahead of them. People are mean. My affinity for him may be heightened because of my own family history with strokes. Being that I never knew my grandmother pre-stroke, I only knew her with limited speech, and mobility I totally get the stroke thing. STILL, he's my little friend. I heart him.

Post Turtle

2008-10-05T18:34:00.001-07:00

While suturing a cut on the hand of a 75-year-old Texas rancher whose hand was caught in a gate while working cattle, the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man. Eventually the topic got around to Sarah Palin and her bid to be a heartbeat away from being President.

The old rancher said, 'Well, ya know, Palin is a post turtle.' Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a post turtle was. The old rancher said, 'When you're driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that's a post turtle.'

The old rancher saw a puzzled look on the doctor's face, so he continued to explain. 'You know she didn't get up there by herself, she doesn't belong up there, she doesn't know what to do while she is up there, and you just wonder what kind of dumb ass put her up there to begin with.'

my first real weekend

2008-10-05T10:52:00.000-07:00

What an exciting weekend I have had. Woah is me. First my little BP called me on Thursday from the road up to Bellingham. When he was not distracted by shifting, drinking soda, or the roadside corn he was going to barter for he told me that the office was NOT on. It devastated me. I love the office. So instead I watched the vice presidential debate, argued with my dad via text message, felt solidarity with miss keels and insulted my ex boyfriend about his barely legal current girlfriend. It amused me to no end. I actually did feel kinda bad about some of that, and kinda not about most of it.

Then on Friday me and miss Rachel went out for drinks and cheesey tortillas at Jalapenos. I love me some of those big mama's wooo weee. Then at the ripe old time of 9:00 we staggered over to the bar at Bob's and had more drinks. There was a creepy old man there, he was of course drawn to me. He tried chatting me up, staring at me, telling me I had beautiful eyes, that I was incredibly attractive and that I had a beautiful smile. I kept telling him that he was freaking me out and needed to stop. Then he touched my back ... too far. Rachel tried to save us by saying that we needed to meet a friend (an underage one) at another bar, the waitress came over with our bills in hand and a very apologetic look on her face when she saw he had descended on our table. It was nice. So we bolted, went to the Up, Rachel tried to make me hit on guys which I was just not feeling so much. So she cozied up to a weirdy while I texted miss Gaby, mister Dan and my Mom ahaha. Then I called Gaby to tell her all the weirdness that was going on. Eventually I was sober and ready to go home so of course I had to drive weirdy home. It was half way to my house, then I doubled back to take Rachel home then finally got home around one. It's tough being old and getting tired at 10:00.

Saturday I woke up and shortly after mister BP called me to go for some coffee. It was great. We went to this funny little coffee shop by my house that has intrigued me and we gossiped about all our friends. Got some good laughs. I miss my boys so much! It was grand to catch up with my little BP. Then me, miss Rachel and miss Whitney went and saw the world's worst movie. Please, anyone who may happen to read this DO NOT GO SEE NICK AND NORA'S INFINITE PLAYLIST! Not only will the theater be filled with 16 year old assholes who will piss you off, but it is THE WORST film that I have ever seen. Lord it was horrendous. We also got mexican food which was pretty good but the margaritas were no big mama's thats for sure. Oh also on Saturday I decided to try harder and become a vegetarian after watching fast food nation. I almost vomited many times.

Today I woke up, put on Indiana Jones (because I don't have TV). Took a shower and I think I might walk over to Albertson's (which I hate) for a couple things. I'm going to attempt to make Rachel's vegetarian tuna salad which is delicious, and actually tastes like tuna, which is odd.

Ok, that was my weekend recap. It's nice not having any homework or anything that I MUST do over the weekend.

Next weekend might be Oktoberfest. Woot woot!

post debate

2008-10-02T19:44:00.000-07:00

Well I just watch the vice presidential debate. Man I wish Palin would not have been there. If that would have happened I would still like the word maverick. I would like (for effect) to put up some of the text messages that I sent during the debate, mainly to my good pal miss keels, and my Dad. They are as follows:

"every other word out of her mouth is "senator I respect you for that" I think she may want to switch sides..."

"yeah, I am really anti her"

"stop calling yourself a maverick and quit pumping sunshine up mccain's ass"

"I want to punch her in the head. I wish she would just stop calling herself a maverick and telling stupid stories and answer like a politician who could run the country. Quit giving shout outs!"

"I would rather have a political person who answers questions and behaves like an adult with some political background than someone who runs off the fact she is an attractive middle aged woman with a special needs child"

"go dems. they want out of iraq they see there is no such thing as winning. They believe in equal rights not just for people who look just like them"

I don't like McCain or Palin. I do like Obama and Biden. I at least respect them. I will not vote for someone just because they were a POW (no matter how much I respect them for that, and am grateful for their sacrifices, it doesn't make them a good presidential candidate because of it), or because they are a woman.

ok, end rant. Politics get me fired up.

to be cool ... or not

2008-09-30T19:19:00.000-07:00

So I'm either going to join jazzercise which looks like a lot of fun, or I'm going to join a yoga studio, which looks hard, trendy, and intimidating. Ultimately though I think either choice would be good, but the jazzercise studio is right next to my office ... tough choice.

fiance!?!

2008-09-29T21:38:00.000-07:00

Today was a day. I worked. It was actually kinda nice because the office was quiet, I got a lot done, and pretty much no one was on my case. Plus I had a really nice lunch with another really new girl there who I'm pretty sure is my age, new best friend!?! She seems shy, I'll have to break her of that. Then this afternoon I go out on my errands. Go to the first bank, park, go inside, it's ape shit crazy in there. Ten thousand people, I stand in line for fifteen minutes. I realize as I see the meter maid stroll by that I had only paid the meter for 8 minutes thinking there was no way it could take longer than that. Walk outside, nice little yellow envelope on my windshield. I worked for Western parking for two and half years and NEVER got a ticket at Western, then I'm downtown DOING MY JOB and get one, lame. It was only ten bucks though so I'm not that beat up about it. Then I go to the NEXT bank that I have to do a deposit at. A really cute young nice guy is helping me, totally chatting me up on what I do in my spare time, what my job is, asking me if I'm in school and we are making banter and making fun of each other's jobs and just having a good time during this little transaction. I think to myself, "self, if he asks for your number, don't you even hesitate, just give it to him" "ps self, you look hot in your trendy dress clothes that you can almost pull off ... go you" Then I tell him about my parking ticket and he exclaims with glee, "oh man, I got a ticket a while ago I totally forgot, if you had not said that then I would have never paid it, thanks for taking one for the team haha" I find this amusing, oh he's so cute, I think he's into me, there is hard core flirting going on, this trip isn't so bad after all even though I got a parking ticket. THEN he says to me, "yeah I was up at mount baker with my fiance and we were blah blah blah" I lost interest, he said the dreaded word (along with girlfriend, boyfriend, wife, common law wife, long term relationship, etc etc) and I zoned out. He is still nice and cute, I wish that that bank was the one that I had to go to everyday so that I could build a really fun look at us working and doing business relationship. Might happen. Probably not. Why are all the taken ones the really good flirters ... wait, that makes sense.

i have stuff ... and things

2008-09-28T21:53:00.000-07:00

So I finally have stuff in my apartment that isn't clothes or two plates. Yes thats right, I have finally moved all of my furniture, and random shit into my apartment. I actually am writing this post from my bed ... oo la la. And no, not my bed of a foam egg crate pad with an old comforter on it, my actual mattress bed. It's mild to moderately awesome. Closer to moderately. So here I am feeling like i'm actually living in this apartment, it's pretty nice. Tomorrow I will go to work and when I come home I will plop down on my couch and watch the office on dvd and feel good. Oh, my couch was all saggy in the middle so I went to Lowe's and bought a piece of wood to put in it to un-sag it. Mark the day, it was my very first home improvement project ... in this apartment. I had one other home improvement project in my last apartment where I bought a shower head extension because the water hit me between the shoulder blades and my thighs started getting sore from squatting to rinse my hair in the shower. It was a situation. So there you go. Now my couch is firm, I can cook, eat, entertain. All in all things are shaping up quite nicely. Go new apartment ... that doesn't look like a homeless person is squatting in it anymore!

update on life

2008-09-25T18:59:00.000-07:00

i bought new shoes yesterday because of the blister situation. they are so fucking bellingham its out of control. and ya know what, no more blisters today. booyah.

bought more sweaters and crap today, it costs a lot of money to look super awesome at your weird job ... just saying

new office tonight, so effing pumped. got a call from my little drewy today he was very slick and asked me if i lived in bellingham them followed it up with a "so i hear that there is a new office on tonight ... can i come over and watch it?" very slick my little drewy very slick. well since i don't have tv, a couch, or cable i told him no, BUT that he could come over and watch it at Rachel's house. so, me drewy and miss rachel are going to have a little partay. mostly just watching the office and eating sweet potato fries.

thats all, i'm already getting tired at around 10:00, maybe earlier.

excited to get my bed this weekend, AND tv, AND entertainment center and various other pieces of furniture. yay for having my belongings back!

new job

2008-09-24T20:41:00.000-07:00

I can feel you out there wondering what my new job was like. Let me give you some tids:

one crazy supervisor
one adorable little boy, yes a child runs around the office
one small white poofy dog named spike
one lady training me who has only worked there three weeks
many new office policies that i may never learn
one walk around downtown running errands
four average to large sized blisters from new dress shoes
one compliment on new dress clothes that i had to buy
two hours before i was forced to answer the phone for the first time
one time getting reprimanded from the owner of the company
one eye roll from the owner of the company
one time the owner of the company told us "nice little ladies" at the front not to carry large boxes
one exhausted little lady

bought new shoes after work
bought 120 dollars worth of groceries
watched four episodes of the office (so far) on my computer because i don't have a tv (or bed, or couch, or table, or chairs or anything to sit on, or anything to set things on)

going to bed at 10 ... i'm officially old now, thats when old people go to bed

pumped for the season premiere of the office tomorrow

might drink one of the 24 ounce coors lights i bought

nice

starting to work out

2008-09-23T22:53:00.000-07:00

in new apartment!
on new internet that i set up myself!
watching the office online because i don't have a tv or cable yet!
sleeping on egg crate mat because i don't have my bed yet!
starting new job tomorrow!
ironed my pants!
excited about life a bit!
drama seems to be calming!
excitement!

apartment

2008-09-21T22:52:00.000-07:00

I'm entering panic mode. I need an apartment or a freaking place to live. Anyone (Keeley, KJW) know of a place? I've been hunting, filling out applications etc. its draining and I feel like a bum sleeping on couches when I'm going to be working an actual full time job. Yikes. I should hear tomorrow if I got the place that I really want. I BETTER hear tomorrow, either that or I answer one of the many ads on Craigslist for the 28 year old men who need room mates. They couldn't be that bad ... right? This is what I've come to ...

woops

2008-09-20T16:41:00.000-07:00

I highly doubt that anyone reads this anymore. even keels? in any case. i did the camp thing, got home end of august, did the unemployed thing for about a month. went to all corners of the state and visited people, was in a wedding, loathed myself for being unemployed, played wizard staff, met boys, it was cool. then (as of Tuesday of last) I because employed again! Hooray! So starting next wednesday, I will be an employee of someone. More specifically I will be an administrative assistant for a CPA firm in Bellingham. Yes, my dear sweet Bellingham will be my home again. I'm anxiously awaiting the call from a landlord that I have a place to live. Everyone cross their fingers for me that I actually got that place. Other than that, not really anything is going on. Got a job, back in the work force, life is changing, its all very big time! Don't know how I'm going to cope. I guess we will see. Perhaps lots of angsty blogs will start popping up once I have a home with internet access ... or when I start using Rachel's computer while I stay with her ... we will see. Ok, thats all.

Olympics

2008-07-05T04:21:00.001-07:00

The olympics are just around the corner and they mark four years of relatively low amounts of crying at sports. Thats almost the truth considering that I cry at NFL montages, commercials, anything involving troops, and throw improbably sport victories in there and I'm practically a basket case. Well I opened today so I had some time to read the news. Here is my teary eyed moment of the morning:

Dara Torres' eyes were watery and not from just having climbed out of the pool. She was crying at the cheers from 13,247 fans who saw the 41-year-old mother complete her improbable Olympic comeback.
Torres became the oldest American swimmer ever on an Olympic team. She'll be the oldest female swimmer at the Games since 44-year-old Brenda Holmes of Canada in 1972.
After the race, Torres' cell phone was clogged with 115 messages, texts and calls

Yes, I was a basket case.

uhh

2008-06-28T15:13:00.000-07:00

camp has sucked all my free time. this was my horoscope:

You shouldn't expect to make very much progress in anything today

It's extrodinarily accurate.

Shower

2008-06-21T10:38:00.001-07:00

I have not taken a shower today, and no one gives too shits about it. Blam, working at summer camp is fun.

Camp update

2008-06-21T10:37:00.000-07:00

Camp thus far has still been busy. Lots of oreientation and learning how to do everything. It's fun to be meeting so many new people and making connections with the people that I work with and live with and everything.

I'm starting to have concerns about the food situation. It is fried, greasy, cheesey and just plain made for kids. I find myself eating a salad at every meal ... with the greasey cheesey pasta with eight types of meat and whatnot, it's going to be a problem. Yesterday we went to this girls camp down the street called Romaca, which is affectionately called HO-maca by all the female staff of my camp. It's very odd how the directors of each camp whore their staff out to each other because they become so deprived of the opposite sex. It was funny to watch (especially the younger guys) run around after the girls and put on shit tons of cologne and try to impress them. The girls and me just sat around and talked about how their dining room was sub-par to ours, there was not enough food, they were mean, and just in general how our camp is much better. Clearly having a staff of about 200 here right now and around 20-25 of them being women is pretty good odds. Not to mention that of those 20-25 women they are either way out of the age range of the people here, married, have children, or are dating one of the guys that are already here. Its a perk. And I just found out that HO-maca is coming HERE for dinner which kinda sucks because now I feel social pressure to dress up in somewhat decent clothes. Lame.

OH, another perk of this job, I can not shower, wear gym clothes, and its perfectly fine and even encouraged. Some of the highest ranking people wear shitty gym clothes that are ripped and paint splattered and no one cares! Plus once the kids get here we have shirts assigned so we only have to worry about pants.

Ok, not much else is going on in life. We have been going out a lot and I'm tired! I have turned into a big dull dud in my old age. Ok, more news later.

MORE pig in boots

2008-06-12T12:29:00.000-07:00

So you didn't think life could get any better after pig in boots? Well you were wrong, here is VIDEO of pig in boots!

OH ALSO

2008-06-12T11:04:00.000-07:00

Other tids I forgot to mention in my facebook induced fit of embarassment:

KJW tells me things when she's drunk that are icky. In all fairness, KJW tells me things when she's sober that are icky.
Kunta-Courthouse now has a snazzy blog link on my list of important nouns
Two days until I graduate.
Three hours until I get my cap and gown and dance around like an idiot in it while listening to Whitney Houston.
Six hours until my quarterly Thai date with my room mate.
Sevenish hours until Big Mamas with Em, Erin, I think Kunta Courthouse and perhaps KJW? I don't know the official guestlist, but I know it includes me, strawberries and multiple shots of tequilla, and I'm happy about that.

That is all. Happy Thursday (my last in the ham ... sadness)!

facebook ... you screwed me again

2008-06-12T10:49:00.000-07:00

So I'm at work right now, facebooking because clearly I don't have any schoolwork to be doing (mini happy dance in honor of me). So this guy comes over to interrupt my stalking of high school classmates and their children. Ge comes over and says that there is a permit waiting for him. I find the paperwork and while I'm filling it out he looks over at the computer screen and goes "uh oh, facebooking at work huh" and of course being the big idiot that I am I go, "well of course, I'm all done with school I don't have any studying to do". We proceed to talk about graduation and whatnot and I fill out his paperwork wrong and have to start over. He looks at me and goes, "uh oh, you're blushing, you just got caught facebooking at work!" Clearly I REALLY start blushing. Did I mention that this is the really cute kinda nerdy personal trainer from the gym that I've had a crush on for oh ... two years!? And he's getting a permit to go take a picture with the President of the University because he's an outstanding scholar. I'm such a smooth operator. We then wish each other congratulations and he goes, well I guess I'll be seeing you Saturday afternoon! Crap.

I won't lie, I also then tried to stalk HIM a little on facebook because I now had his first and last name. Couldn't find him ...

Last Test

2008-06-11T09:43:00.000-07:00

I am about to leave to go take my very last test in college! I'm hoping it's very easy because I didn't really study all that much for it ... whoops. Here's to hoping that I pass and am given my degree!

I think I'm not grown up enough to be a college graduate ... hmm. Especially since I've been far more worried about what shoes I will wear to graduation, than finishing papers and studying for tests, I have my priorities.

PS, I think I'm going to borrow a pair of black patent leather peep toe cork wedges from Em for graduation, in case you were wondering.

PPS, that was A LOT of adjectives to adequately describe one pair of shoes

pig in boots

2008-06-10T11:58:00.000-07:00

Clearly the cutest thing I have ever seen:

Journal

2008-06-08T00:17:00.000-07:00

I just real journaled for the first time in 5 months! I know this because like a really cool obsessed with record keeping freak I note the date and day of the week of each of my journal entries. Really cool right. It was a little bit ridic to go back and read what I was up to five months ago. There were many things that could have been called 'obvious foreshadowing' that I just didn't know at the time. Now I just want it to be five months from NOW so that I can go back and read THIS entry and think about how silly I was. Oh journals, they are fun.

OK, just for the record, the picture is actually a diary. I don't keep a diary. Diaries are for 13 year old who love people named Max ... apparently. I don't love Max ... well like that. I keep a journal, which is for serious people who are almost college graduates! Max, I still love you, just not in a 'you're a stud' and 'dogs rule' sort of way. I hope we can get through this.

Greylock

2008-06-05T10:30:00.001-07:00

Well I leave for camp in less than two weeks and I'm getting excited and nervous. Will east coasties understand me? Will I get confused easily by the fast paced world of the east coast? Will the the low context culture confused the high context west coastie in me? Is the language different? Will I get the accents? Will they get MY accent (that clearly I don't have)? Is the food going to make me sick? Do they even have food? So many questions. I don't have the answers!

I have one more day of classes (which I'm considering skipping because I just don't care that much).

I have three more work days (next week).

One final next Wednesday.

One paper due on Monday.

One bridesmaid dress to shop for.

One package of dirty bachelorette invites to buy.

One day of signing my apartment away to the sub-letter (thank god).

One digital camera to buy!

Did I mention that I have to drive a 14ft Uhaul from Woodinville to Puyallup?!? Dear god, that's exciting. I hope I don't die right before camp ... that would suck.

Um, that's all. My life is one big countdown right now.

mr dinadoogz

2008-05-30T10:49:00.003-07:00

file this under: perhaps-the-perfect-guy-who-loves-animals-and-is-also-a-fireman

yowza

horoscope

2008-05-30T09:54:00.000-07:00

Here was my horoscope from today:

Timing is everything when it comes to any kind of relationship -- so you need to stop trying to rush things! Whether you're eager to hear about a job prospect, dying for the cutie to call, or impatient about when your sweetie will propose, you have to realize that you don't have any influence in this situation. Your hopes and wishes, no matter how strong they are, cannot force someone to do something that they don't want to do or aren't ready to do. Relax and focus on something else.

Yikes.

help me

2008-05-29T12:47:00.000-07:00

I really need a direction in life. I've been without one for a while now and it's mildly starting to freak me out. Call me crazy, but a tiny part of me really wants to join the peace corps. Is that crazy? Yes. It is. It's crazy like a fox. But I do like foxes ...

Also I want to do something with the environment. Someone help me find a job where I can help the environment. I want to help people (and myself) be better to our silly little earth. Where are those jobs? "silly little earth helper" that should be my title. Ill type it into Monster and see what happens.

Seriously though, someone find me a job. And I love Washington so if it was here that would also be dandy. Do it.