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Monday, August 16th, 2004
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Wow...
Note to self: Don't try to match shot for shot with your brother. You'll lose.
Last night, we had a little Texas Hold'em poker tournament, which involved much drinking. To make sure that no one was coherent enough to play well, we decided that the drink of the night should be Pan-Galactic Gargleblasters. For those of you not familiar with the drink, that means: 1 part Everclear, 4 parts Bombay Sapphire, 4 parts Wild Turkey, 2 parts tequila, 5 parts rum, and 2 parts Gatorade in a shot glass with a gummi worm. (I'm not willing to have real worms in my drink, thank you very much.)
Um... yeah... So I've never been that drunk before, but I won't lie and say I'll never do it again... I probably won't do it again tonight... =) I don't remember if I kicked something particularly hard or just slept wrong or what, but my left foot HURTS! I woke up about 2 hours ago, still drunk, and decided that I should not play poker when I've had:
2 Malibu & vanilla cokes
2 lemon rum & mountain dew
5 shots lemon rum
2 shots Malibu
3 Pan-Galactic Gargleblasters
4 shots Malibu & Everclear
... I think that was all of them.
Yeah, I puked... Shut up.
Highlight of the night: Why is it that the more drunk a drink will make you, the harder its name is to say? Case in point: the Pan-Galactic Gargleblaster. Garrett had trouble with this while sober, so his renditions were always amusing (at least when he used real words...). Such as the Panhandle Garfieldbutter, and the Nipple-tastic Sofabladder...
So who wants a drink? =P
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Wednesday, February 25th, 2004
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The family just got bigger... (Of course, Glenn's still trying to convince me to get rid of the newest addition.) About a week ago, we saw a tiny black kitten dart into our garage. I lured it out with food, and it stayed out for a few days. It has been sitting on our porch crying for a couple days and it hid under our car during the rainstorm all night on Sunday. I let it back in the garage so that it could stay dry. When I got home from class Monday night, Glenn had let the cat into the house. (Tell me he doesn't want to keep him...) So, this is Edo:
( Pictures )
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Tuesday, January 13th, 2004
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I have been having strange dreams lately... And even when what I remember isn't all that strange, they still leave me with a weird creeped-out feeling when I wake up.
So, why post about it? I don't know... Maybe someone will see another link that I'm not seeing. Maybe I like disturbing people with these weird-but-very-long, rambly entries...
Warning: Explicit girly details ahead...
( Okay, dream from Sunday night )
( Last night's dream )
Buh? I am very confused. And a little disturbed by the thinly-veiled maternity themes that were happening in these two dreams (and more before then, but I don't remember them now). After a friend of Anee's referred her to the Dream Doctor, I checked it out, but I didn't find any info on the symbols I was most disturbed by.
~me
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Thursday, December 4th, 2003
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Why can't I say no? I try to be nice, and just offer polite reasons why someone else might be a better choice than me... and I still end up agreeing to whatever stupid request I get cornered into.
( All the gory details of my spinelessness... )
So, yeah. Time for me to grow a spine and say no when I don't really want to do something.
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Friday, November 21st, 2003
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Okay, so it's been a little while since my last update... oh, around five months or so. So, I'm just going to go through everything I've done since then:
...okay, no, I'm not. That stuff's all in the past. And I live here, in the present. =) Anyway, I have been asked... tricked, really... into performing at the company Christmas (excuse me, Holiday) Party. I sang last year, solo, and said I wouldn't ever do it again. Stage fright, ain't it a bitch? But this time, they've asked me to sing a duet... and I really do enjoy singing, as long as I'm not by myself... and basically, now I've agreed to it again this year.
So, now, I have to figure out a song... I know I have some musically talented people on my friends' list (and people who just know a lot of music, even if they don't consider themselves talented), so I thought I would ask for some suggestions. The theme of our Christmas Holiday Party is "A Rock-n-Roll Christmas" ... Don't try to understand political correctness... it's just the way things are. So, we're supposed to be choosing songs from the '50s and '60s, I believe, and I have no clue what good duets are out there. Do you? I'll give you candy! =)
Thanks!
~me
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...So, having been a self-proclaimed grammar bitch for quite some time, I had to steal this one from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) girliusedtobe. =)
[take the test] - [by krystaljungle.com]
And, I guess it really is true. There was a line right above this image that said, "You are a elite grammar whore!" And I said outloud to the quiz, "No, I am an elite grammar whore." It's a grammar quiz, with a grammatical error in it. The ironing is delicious. =)
~Akaysha
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I just got back from the dentist, and I have to say that my dentist makes me smile. Sure, it's a heavily-novocaine-injected half-smile, but I'm still smiling (even after my monitor blew up...)
( I know, I'm weird... )
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So, I was in the process of typing another entry just now... and my monitor blew up... so I guess I'll be making a trip to Fry's this evening. Damn monitor... Anyway, now to try and recreate the entry I was working on before the big kablamo. =/
~Akaysha
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So, I went to see the Matrix Reloaded last night, and I won't give any spoilers, because I think you should see it for yourself and draw your own conclusions, but I do have to share one particularly funny after-movie joke.
(approximately how it went, since it was late and I don't remember so well, hehe)
Glenn: You know, this movie kind of parallels Lord of the Rings, specifically to Return of the King.
Me: Really? Like what?
Glenn: You know, the whole world is gonna die, everyone will be destroyed, whole races wiped out, unless this ONE GUY can do this ONE THING to stop it... and there's SO MANY ways it can go wrong.
Me: Haha, okay, I see that too.
Jared: Yeah, but Frodo is no comparison to Neo...
Glenn: Well, Frodo's not too bad as Neo, but Sam is no Trinity.
(at this point, I just about peed my pants, and it's possible that you won't see the humor in this, but I thought it was fucking hilarious. maybe it was the image of a fat little hobbit boy in a black vinyl catsuit with his hair all slicked back and wearing sunglasses...oh yeah, and making hot sex with Keanu Reeves... hahahaha)
~Akaysha
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Looking at the cubicle-sprawl around me, I realized something. There is absolutely nothing on my desk that identifies me personally. Sure, there's a nameplate, and a giant water bottle. A pair of gloves and a dirty hot chocolate mug. A packet of oatmeal and a valentine from Drkstdays, but nothing that really screams "THIS IS WHO I AM!" The desks on either side of me are covered with personality, and I'm jealous! But what could I do to my desk to make it more me?
Some options I thought of, and why they won't work:
1. Wallpaper: No walls that aren't cubicle, so that would be a bit tough.
2. A plant: I'd kill that thing faster than some sort of fast-killing thing... Well, I'd kill it, and let's just leave it at that. And how much personality does that show to have a dead plant on my desk? So, no plants.
3. Pictures: Well, this seems like a good idea. The desk on my left is a flurry of pictures, so I could add a few of my kitties and my hubby. But what if the cleaning people knock them over? Or move them?! God, I couldn't handle having to rebuild my picture-empire every day. So what if it was just ONE picture... how do I choose? I would have to have a picture taken specifically for my desk, just so I can get it the way I'd want it. And since Glenn would never stand for posing with three cats (let alone getting the three of them to pose...) I don't think this option will work either!
4. A book I've been meaning to read, or one that will show the depth of my personality, just by sitting there: hmm... Well, unfortunately, the entire Encyclopedia Britannica won't fit on my desk... so I guess that's out, too.
Well, it's obvious that this just isn't working! How am I supposed to come up with anything by explaining the reason I can't use something?! For now, I'm simply going to brainstorm some ideas and then sort them out later. Here goes:
a painting, a musical instrument, a telephone, a fish tank, a pottery wheel, a stuffed toy, a typewriter, a pinball machine, an ant farm, a television, a blender, a mini-fridge, a candy dish, a stereo, an erotic sculpture, a window, a bowling ball, a bathroom scale, an elephant--
I've got it! The perfect thing! The only thing that is capable of defining my whole personality, covering all my interests, and still fits on my desk! I don't know why I didn't think of it till now... But it's perfect! My desk can now be completely personalized with the one thing that captures most of my time, covers most of my interests, and is completely flexible if my interests should ever change! A computer! It has everything I need in desk-personalization! Communication, Art, Entertainment, Travel, Shopping, News, Humor, Culture, Porn! How can it get any better than that? Well, I'm off to buy a computer to put on my desk next to my computer...
Okay, not really. But I'm still looking for the perfect way to personalize my work space.
So, what's on your desk? What does it say about you?
~Akaysha
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Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone!
Hairjournal Update:
As of Thursday night, my hair was a pretty blonde color... BUT... Since today is St Patty's day and all, I got into the spirit and my pretty blonde became Gorgeous Green!!! (okay, so the text-color doesn't really do it justice... it's much more gorgeous than that! =P
~Akaysha
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Saturday, March 1st, 2003
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I promised myself (and anyone who actually reads this) that I would make a REAL post tonight... well, my sense of time is screwy so I'm actually posting this tomorrow morning. =P And really, the whole reason I wanted to post was because I wanted to say that my husband is the biggest sweetheart in the whole world.
I was having kind of a crappy week, feeling a touch of the flu and more than a touch of the vicious-bitch-from-beyond-my-consciousness... Anyway, I really didn't deserve to be treated nicely, because I certainly wasn't being nice. And Glenn, the Prince-Charming that he is, was still amazingly wonderful to me. A couple days ago, after basically ripped into him every time he talked to me and I had sulked off to bed without saying goodnight, this is what happened:
Our alarm went off at 6:30am, and he just laid there, hitting the snooze button every 9 minutes, and cuddling with me. He laid there in bed with me, rubbing my back and telling me how much he loves me. It was so reassuring, and so comfortable... If I didn't think I'd get fired for it, I'd have called in sick and stayed with him like that all day. I love him so much!
But that wasn't the end of it! Later that day, after I had still resisted forgiving him and been a snotty bitch to him on the drive to work, my boss left for lunch. Right about the same time, Glenn called. I was worried that something had gone wrong, but he said he was just calling because he missed me. Because he missed me!
Anyway, the whole point of this post is that I'm madly in love with my husband, and I haven't really done a great job of showing it lately. Oh well, I'm sure this could make up for it... *evil grin*
~Akaysha
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Friday, February 28th, 2003
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Well, the hair color has been changed again (for almost a week already, I'm just lazy and haven't posted it till now)... If I keep this up I'll be bald soon! Well, probably not, but I'll at least end up with that weird brownish green color that paint-water always ends up when you wash your brush off too many times... =P Previous color = Virgin Cherry,
which faded to approximately this color. . .
This color + True Blue = New Color!
It's pretty cool, kind of a rainbow-y effect, pink at the roots (only a little, hardly noticable except on the hairs that fall out...) then purple, then blue at the ends. I like it, and after all, that's the reason I do it... that and two higher-ups at work both asked if I was ever going to do blue again. And by higher-ups, I mean the Human Resources manager and the CEO... so I thought it might be worth my trouble... *wink* So, aren't you glad you read my hairjournal?
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Well, okay, I'll post a real update tonight. I promise. =)
~Akaysha
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Wednesday, January 29th, 2003
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nurturing salty eyes machines dance acetone concrete eggshells caravan temporary fallout denial opportunity removed trauma lily knack inconsistency anomaly downtrodden rags petrified kleenex diesel soaking soul drippings revolution traffic angel flames dancing machines sputter unpredictably tangled hydrant choke...
Man, I really REALLY REALLY suck at this whole stream of consciousness thing. Really. Hehe. Well, maybe someday that will become the world's deepest poem... but for now, it's the world's deepest pile of crap. Don't get stuck in it. If you want to add to my randomness, feel free. =P
~Akaysha
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Saturday, January 25th, 2003
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I planned on dying my hair Candy Pink... but when I checked out the in-store samples, it looked more like Frilly Girlie Pink. So, I decided that might not be a good color. =P So, instead, I selected a color based on the samples (which I shouldn't have done because they're not exactly accurate) and I got a slightly redder color... well... a lot redder, called Virgin Cherry. But it should fade to a very cool pink in a couple washes. So I have VERY red hair now. Very. =) And I like it. A lot. Yay!
~Akaysha
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Friday, January 24th, 2003
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That's right! It's time to dye my hair! My hair has been a variety of colors, sometimes many colors at once (depending on how lazy I am, or how badly I botch the coloring job. I have never intentionally dyed my hair more than one color at a time). Because my hair has already been brown, blonde, red, REALLY red, and blue, I have chosen something new: Pink. After several hours of research (while I probably should have been working), I have narrowed my color choices down to four. All the possibilities are non-chemical dyes (because my hair is already quite damaged from regular bleaching) and non animal-tested (because I don't want to think about pink bunnies and blue lab mice). So, the color in the bottle is a pretty good indicator of the actual color. As a representation based on the approximate color in the bottle, here are my choices. Probably least likely, but still a possibility is: fuschia fatale. A little more likely is: atomic pink. Those two are mostly for comparison, as I have almost no intention of using either of them. But this one is my favorite, and it looks like a fun color: candy pink or, if they don't have that one, I will try: cupcake pink. I am going to pick up the dye after work today, and hopefully, my hair will be dyed before the weekend is over. =)
~Akaysha
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Tuesday, January 14th, 2003
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Well, my sweetie just called. He got the job! Yay! I am so excited! He starts training tomorrow and working full time next week. Now I can stop hating those HR people. =) Which is good, because hate makes a person icky inside.
Well, everything will be better now. Money won't be such a huge problem, and we'll have enough money to pay the rent and eat this month! =)
~Akaysha
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Monday, January 13th, 2003
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Okay, just heard from my honey. The stupid company that he's still waiting to get a job with (if we weren't broke, I'd tell him not to bother with these bastard fucks) has now delayed him at least another day. They are waiting for the results of his background check - still. And the woman who will eventually tell him whether or not he has the job has just told him that their fax machine is apparently broken, as they have not been receiving faxes for the last few days. Well, as the job my husband is waiting for is TECHNICAL SUPPORT... it seems they need him more desperately than ever... but fuck their needs. He needs this job. And they are being such asses that they can't give him a simple yes or no answer! Dammit! Well, if there was anything I could do about it, I wouldn't resort to such childish name-calling as the "Naughty naughty bad people!" Nor would I resort to such low-brow commentary as "Fuck the fuckers for not fucking making up their fucking minds or realizing their fucking fax was broken three fucking days ago." Ah, such is life. Fuck them.
~Akaysha
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My honey should have called me by now. He's waiting on a job offer, and they're supposed to have an answer for him by today. They were supposed to have an answer for him last friday, but they told him they were still waiting on the results of his background check. So he's calling them back today to see if they've figured out that he's not a criminal, yet. (Not that he's going to someday be a criminal, but whether they've figured out yet that he's not a criminal) So, because he has not called, and it is now half an hour after he promised he would call, I have to assume that they have declined to offer him a job, or postponed telling him that they have declined to offer him a job for a few more days. Fuck them! I hate people. If job history is also part of this background check, as I assume it is, they should just realize that if they haven't gotten the answers they want from his references yet, they'll just have to hire him based on their own judgment. He's totally over-qualified for the job, he's got a lot of experience with other jobs in this field, and they desperately need someone right now! And he's interviewed with human resources, the operating manager, and the general district manager. And they still can't make up their fucking minds. Fuck them twice for that. Fuckers.
~Akaysha
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sad.
irritated.
contemplative.
mischievous.
happy.