You know what you do when you're really full?

You keep eating. It dulls the pain of the splodey innards.


Someone in our office smells like a girl. I smell like vanilla, Nicole smells like some sort of conditioner and Sarada is mysteriously without any odor at all. That leaves the guys.

It's the new guy. The answers we got from the rest when we asked them if they were wearing perfume are as follows:

No! My wife would never let me out of the house like that.
What? (turns and walks away)
Yes. It's by Mary Kay and it's for men.
Why?


Why? Who answers "are you wearing perfume?" with WHY?


Lou does. Because that's how he rolls.

I really do like green...

But not as much as you might think. I like my green shirts. And my green blog. But not my green car. Not REALLY really. I mean, Oscar is nice and all but he needs a bath and some glue and some seat and steering wheel covers. I fry my hands every day after work, just getting out of the parking lot. It's ridiculous.

Rodeo Clowns

Only an hour and a half till I leave the office and I'm hoping it passes quickly. I love my job, but the up-down pace of it all is a bit tiring.

I took the kiddo to Tab's yesterday. I miss talking to her but I don't know how to talk to her anymore. We don't have much in common other than plants and the kids. I think we stayed there for about 20 minutes before heading on to Wal-Mart to wander around for a while.

I'm not completely sure what to do with my new-found freedom. I like being able to take myself and the kiddo places but what to do? Today, we'll go to the mall or something since the boy won't be home early. Mebbe we can spend some time at the pet store or something.

Driving is becoming a bit of a curse, I think. The ease of accomplishing things is wonderful still but the responsibility sucks. Oscar has this thing about pulling in random directions on different areas of the highway. That makes me incredibly nervous. I'm sure it will get easier with time but I'm not convinced I'll overcome the highway-dread. If I could find an alternate route that didn't typically take 15 minutes more to traverse, I'd use it every day.

Work relations are getting better. Tony's been gone for... a week? Two weeks? Who cares. It's nice not having to worry about deflecting every word that comes out of his mouth. Granted, it's a lot quieter now but I'm gradually getting used to that, as much as it drives me crazy. So I'm getting used to being crazy. Great.

Found out yesterday that my nickname between Tony and Sean was "nice ass." I'm sure Sean is telling the truth that Tony started it and he just used the term because he was too lazy to learn my name at first. But still. It's borderline. As a girl, it's easy to become annoyed by things like that but it's just as easy to brush it off because it IS a compliment of sorts. We like to hear that boys find us attractive, we just don't want to hear the descriptive terms.

I'm betting that no one reads this anymore but I needed to update all the same. If I can remember to put FrontPage on this PC, I'll redesign the blog and maybe renew my interest in the upkeep of it. We shall see.

The more things change, the more they stay the same

I find myself staring off into space more than I used to. With nothing to distract me, it's easy to plan out the rest of my week while boring a visual hole into the wall. This differs from being jobless only because I now have things I can't do every day that I wish I could.

Purchasing a massage/mani/pedi package for someone yesterday makes me more aware of my own self. I could do with an hour-long rub-down and cuticle adjustment. You know the massage kiosks in the malls now? No one ever offers me a massage there. They accost the overweight and the elderly instead. More cushion for the pushin'? No one wants to try to work out the kinks on me... I assume because they're not sure what's a kink and what's a rib or shoulderblade. Moo ha. Skinny-joke, you see.

I didn't eat breakfast this morning and I don't have any bagels left. Yesterday, I discovered that they'd turned green and blue with mold. It was disheartening. That peanut butter under the ledge of the desk/counter is calling my name, though. Surely no one here would be surprised to see me eating it by the spoonful.

Lou Dobbs is on to the President and his wiley law-avoidance. Unfortunately, not enough people are aware enough of what it all entails to actually DO anything about it. So the example of law circumvention will continue and the public at large will continue to bemoan the disregard for law that's so prevalent in big business and small children.

You don't think it all trickles down?

Some things just never change.

At Stream, a good portion of my day passed before I was even truly awake. Our schedule was 7-6, four days a week. This is a good schedule to have, you know. Your work day starts before you're conscious enough to rebel against it and ends before it's too late to accomplish worthwhile tasks.

This morning I got up, showered, watered the front yard and flower beds and then drove to work before I had even really stopped yawning. I'm still yawning. The more I read this entry, the more somnambulant I'm becoming.

Thinking about the similarities makes me miss my morning pastries. :( I have a feeling that once I'm on my own with the driving, I'll still be leaving early just so I can stop at a gas station and pay a dollar and a half for a semi-healthful pastry. But Yoohoo is out of the question. That shit will fuck you up.


Have you seen the video clip with Tony Blair and Dub talking about the Hezbollah/Israel issue? I can't stand the way our president chews with his mouth open and SMACKS constantly but I do think he was right about the Syrian and Lebanese gov'ts needing to take charge and stop this shit. It's insane. Call off your rabid dogs or put them down, methinks.

It's been a while, I know.

Superfast updates because I'm ready to pass out:

Job is going well. I've been there a little over a month now and I'm pretty sure I've got it down. There are still the occasional puzzlements but I don't feel bad when they puzzle everyone else, too.

Work on the house is advancing. New floors in the office/kitchen/laundry room/bathrooms and new cabinets in the kitchen.

The kiddo is going to stay with us the rest of the year. He's currently spending weeks at Gram's house till I have a license/car situation sorted out and school starts.

License and car are in the works. I've done enough driving to get almost comfortable with it and definitely enough to get excited about the whole prospect. Now if only purchasing a car weren't such a fiasco. Finding the right one is the major pain in the ass. Someone should read my mind, know what I want/need and then offer it to me for cheap.

That's all I have for now. I'm tired all the time and I think my brain is shrinking.

Bill Gates stepping down from Microsoft

Microsoft Corp. Chairman Bill Gates said Thursday he will transition out of a day-to-day role at the company in 2008 to spend more time on global health and education work at the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation. "This was a hard decision for me," Gates said in a statement. "I'm very lucky to have two passions that I feel are so important and so challenging," Gates said.