I got tagged by Tideliar again...woop...once more and I get a free toaster..
Five Things in my Freezer
1. Frosty Paws (c'mon you knew they were there!)
2. Trader Joes French Toast (the wee V loves it)
3. A bag of frozen veggies that I use as an icepack
4. Vodka (still unopened)
5. Ice
Five Things in my Closet: (hall)
1. My much loved and much destroyed Doc Martens
2. Soccer Stuff (shoes, knee brace, shin guards, balls...ect ect
3. Fire Extinguisher
4. Baseball Bat
5. 3 boxes of soda - 2 boxes of Fresca and a box of Diet Caffeine Free Dr Pepper (It tastes more like regular Dr Pepper you know)
Five Things in my Car:
1. Empty cigarette box (from a very long time ago)
2. Handy Wipes
3. blanket
4. about 30 pens
5. Wales Rugby jersey
Five things in my purse (other than my wallet..duh)
1. plastic fork
2. 4 tubes and one pot of lip stuff
3. Adderall
4. ATM receipts
5. Rescue Remedy
And since everyone I know on this "scene" has been tagged..I guess my buck stops here (unless I think of someone later..because I just cannot be arsed now)
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
The Heat makes people do crazy things...
Theres a joke about everyone from Minnesota being born in late summer and fall, because there aint a whole lot else to do in Winter. (My father was on summer break when my brother was conceived, and home on leave from the Marine Corps for me hence our early-mid summer birthdays)
Well I have noticed that in the more southernly states...theres a whole lotta getting on..going on in the summer.
Maybe since they're already hot and sweaty they figure..what the hell?
Maybe it's all that exposed tan skin.
But I actually saw a couple seriously getting into in..in the frozen food section of my grocery store yesterday.
I actually said "Holy Crap" because the sight of two people pressed so close you couldnt get a slice of saran wrap between them..his knees wedged between her legs and his hands on her ass sorting hoisting her up..well you dont expect THAT to be blocking your way to the Frosty Paws (thats ice cream for dogs...they were on sale..ok?) on your average shopping excursion.
I was stunned into statuary.
I know its rude to stare..but...Huzzah.
Well I have noticed that in the more southernly states...theres a whole lotta getting on..going on in the summer.
Maybe since they're already hot and sweaty they figure..what the hell?
Maybe it's all that exposed tan skin.
But I actually saw a couple seriously getting into in..in the frozen food section of my grocery store yesterday.
I actually said "Holy Crap" because the sight of two people pressed so close you couldnt get a slice of saran wrap between them..his knees wedged between her legs and his hands on her ass sorting hoisting her up..well you dont expect THAT to be blocking your way to the Frosty Paws (thats ice cream for dogs...they were on sale..ok?) on your average shopping excursion.
I was stunned into statuary.
I know its rude to stare..but...Huzzah.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Whaaaaat?
Yesterday afternoon I am diligently slaving along at my place of enslavement when...pffft.
My computer reboots itself...Well crap.
After the reboot...it does it again...and again.
So like a good little office lemming I call my MIS department and say "My computer has gone postal and is holding me hostage, please bring a gun"
After staring my my computer attempting to reboot itself again..it is officially declared dead.
And I get..a new hard drive...and therefor lose everything on my old hard drive.
The MIS guy asks me "Do you want me to attempt to recover anything from your previous hard drive?"
Frantically searching my memory...not for important work mind you..but illicit ramblings/pictures/blah dee blah blah I may have stupidly saved (or not so cleverly hidden) and would very much NOT want recovered and viewed by our MIS department..I say "Um no, thats ok, I'm sure I can recollect whatever information I may need"
Dammit..
Let this be a lesson..for whatever you wish it to be..
It would just be a shame to lose all my "stuff" without one..dont you think?
My computer reboots itself...Well crap.
After the reboot...it does it again...and again.
So like a good little office lemming I call my MIS department and say "My computer has gone postal and is holding me hostage, please bring a gun"
After staring my my computer attempting to reboot itself again..it is officially declared dead.
And I get..a new hard drive...and therefor lose everything on my old hard drive.
The MIS guy asks me "Do you want me to attempt to recover anything from your previous hard drive?"
Frantically searching my memory...not for important work mind you..but illicit ramblings/pictures/blah dee blah blah I may have stupidly saved (or not so cleverly hidden) and would very much NOT want recovered and viewed by our MIS department..I say "Um no, thats ok, I'm sure I can recollect whatever information I may need"
Dammit..
Let this be a lesson..for whatever you wish it to be..
It would just be a shame to lose all my "stuff" without one..dont you think?
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
The Trip To WhizKonSin..The Departure/Arrival...
Our departure from the lovely Reagan National Airport (which will forever just be "National Airport" to those of us who know best) was delayed 35 Minutes...
Immediately this raises the red flag of alarm for our beloved heroine, because being able to tell time she realizes... that if the plane is scheduled to land in Milwaukee at 3:35 pm, and her connecting flight to Minneapolis/St Paul departs Milwuakee at 3:25 PM, there is a problem..So she calms walked up to the counter jerk at the MIDWEST counter and politely says "Sir, my connecting flight departs 10 minutes before we are due to land, this is a problem"
Counter jerk-wad says "Yes there are actually 8 of you transferring the plane will wait"
I doubt this, but can hope. And really cant blame counter jerk for being a lying queen with over gelled hair.
Upon landing in Milwaukee at 3:40 I am not too suprised to discover, the connecting flight has departed.
I am considerably more suprised to learn that the next flight to MSP departs at 9:40pm.
FIVE HOURS LATER.
So we are given a 20 dollar food voucher at the Midwest desk, I called my sister in law in time for her to stop her 1 1/2 hour drive and turn around...to drive back later.
And trudge off to kill some time in Milwaukees airport and partake of the fine airport cuisine.
These are some things we learned while whittling away the hours.
1. There is a candy bar called a cow pie in Wisconsin, and it is yummeriffic...and tastes alot like a turtle (the candy..not the aminal)
2. Most of the food vendors stop selling food between 6:30 and 7pm (thankfully the wonderful woman at the bookseller was kind enough to tell me this, before I was unable to redeem said voucher)
3. A 20 dollar food voucher will buy: 2 Pizza Hut personal cheese pizzas, a large drink, a bottle of milk and a bag of chips
4. There is not only a Harley Davidson shop, but also an aviation museum in the airport.
5. They sell something called "cheese curds" at the variety shop.
6. They also sell those big foam cheese wedges people wear on their heads (packers fans)
7. BEER IS NOW CHEAPER THAN GAS, so several gifts in the shop declared..
8. Starbucks coffee does not come in decaf there...the wee V was hopped up! (but really with 5 hours to kill did I care? nope)
9. Acid washed jeans still look like crap, even more so as...SHORTS..on men.
10. 5 hours is a very very long time to kill in Milwaukee's airport.
Finally we depart (Midwest has given us 2 seventyfive dollar vouchers towards our next flight) arrive in Minneapolis St Paul at 11:30..ish..and discover..Yup our bags didn't make the trip.
Apparently 5 hours wasnt enough time for the cheeseheads to ensure our luggage arrived with us.
I am not pleased, and trudge along with my other "transferers" over to the desk to report said lack of luggage.
So when the wee V exhausted and stressed starts to cry (mind you this is 12:30 our time) I do not stop him, but glare at the counter lady as I dramatically soothe my angel.
Dirty pool I know..but I'm petty sometimes.
I give the woman the address I am staying at in Eau Claire Wisconsin (noting her alarm at the distance with a bit of satisfaction) collect my second set of 75$ vouchers and head out to my sister in law handily parked at the curb..
We've arrived....
more to come...
Immediately this raises the red flag of alarm for our beloved heroine, because being able to tell time she realizes... that if the plane is scheduled to land in Milwaukee at 3:35 pm, and her connecting flight to Minneapolis/St Paul departs Milwuakee at 3:25 PM, there is a problem..So she calms walked up to the counter jerk at the MIDWEST counter and politely says "Sir, my connecting flight departs 10 minutes before we are due to land, this is a problem"
Counter jerk-wad says "Yes there are actually 8 of you transferring the plane will wait"
I doubt this, but can hope. And really cant blame counter jerk for being a lying queen with over gelled hair.
Upon landing in Milwaukee at 3:40 I am not too suprised to discover, the connecting flight has departed.
I am considerably more suprised to learn that the next flight to MSP departs at 9:40pm.
FIVE HOURS LATER.
So we are given a 20 dollar food voucher at the Midwest desk, I called my sister in law in time for her to stop her 1 1/2 hour drive and turn around...to drive back later.
And trudge off to kill some time in Milwaukees airport and partake of the fine airport cuisine.
These are some things we learned while whittling away the hours.
1. There is a candy bar called a cow pie in Wisconsin, and it is yummeriffic...and tastes alot like a turtle (the candy..not the aminal)
2. Most of the food vendors stop selling food between 6:30 and 7pm (thankfully the wonderful woman at the bookseller was kind enough to tell me this, before I was unable to redeem said voucher)
3. A 20 dollar food voucher will buy: 2 Pizza Hut personal cheese pizzas, a large drink, a bottle of milk and a bag of chips
4. There is not only a Harley Davidson shop, but also an aviation museum in the airport.
5. They sell something called "cheese curds" at the variety shop.
6. They also sell those big foam cheese wedges people wear on their heads (packers fans)
7. BEER IS NOW CHEAPER THAN GAS, so several gifts in the shop declared..
8. Starbucks coffee does not come in decaf there...the wee V was hopped up! (but really with 5 hours to kill did I care? nope)
9. Acid washed jeans still look like crap, even more so as...SHORTS..on men.
10. 5 hours is a very very long time to kill in Milwaukee's airport.
Finally we depart (Midwest has given us 2 seventyfive dollar vouchers towards our next flight) arrive in Minneapolis St Paul at 11:30..ish..and discover..Yup our bags didn't make the trip.
Apparently 5 hours wasnt enough time for the cheeseheads to ensure our luggage arrived with us.
I am not pleased, and trudge along with my other "transferers" over to the desk to report said lack of luggage.
So when the wee V exhausted and stressed starts to cry (mind you this is 12:30 our time) I do not stop him, but glare at the counter lady as I dramatically soothe my angel.
Dirty pool I know..but I'm petty sometimes.
I give the woman the address I am staying at in Eau Claire Wisconsin (noting her alarm at the distance with a bit of satisfaction) collect my second set of 75$ vouchers and head out to my sister in law handily parked at the curb..
We've arrived....
more to come...
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
The prodigal penny has returned
I'm home..on terra homa.
My luggage however, is in milwaukee.
I'm am tired..and good lord it is hot here.
Will fill all of you lovelies in on my shennanigans in the dairy state...when my brain arrives ..like the silly girl I am I packed it in my checked luggage.
Yawn...back to bed..or at least the sofa
My luggage however, is in milwaukee.
I'm am tired..and good lord it is hot here.
Will fill all of you lovelies in on my shennanigans in the dairy state...when my brain arrives ..like the silly girl I am I packed it in my checked luggage.
Yawn...back to bed..or at least the sofa
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