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:: Monday, December 22, 2003 :: :: Tuesday, December 23, 2003 ::

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* Might as well start posting here (Herd of Cats Part II). I caught a group a few evenings back on a local station (KTCL - the Alf show) that I hadn't heard in years. Hopefully they're on Itunes. They're called "Northern State", and I like their song "A Thousand Words". Rap groups like them, Beastie Boys, Salt n' Pepa are great (old favs). They add a touch of humor to their work, and sing about more interesting topics than banging a chick and smoking a blunt with the homies. I felt a little odd earlier today (rolls eyes), and I think it's end o' job related again, but I brushed it off. Heck, it's the holidays, I have a busy week or so ahead of me, so I can't be moping about. No pity for myself. I know life could always be worse, so I'm thankful for what each day brings. At home, I ended up rising about 3 hours earlier than the norm (a little before 3am), and couldn't go back to sleep, so I dinked around the house, and watched Frank Langella's rendition of Dracula (poofy hair and poofy shirt..EEP!). I'm now in dire need of a pillow, or some form of sugary goodness (Aha! Found a Blowpop.) Caught more on the California earthquake (measured a 6.5) that rattled folks a few days back. Yet another reason why I'm not jonesing to move there (sorry Grams). Well, I should be able to post from home now (I think), since I'm starting anew with a 2nd blog. I'll end today with a neat holiday link from a friend (Thanks J).

Random Quote: "Don't warn the tadpoles!"

:: Jennifer 1:15 PM [+] ::

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* This is a test of the emergency blog system. This is only a test (beeeep).
:: Jennifer 12:02 PM [+] ::

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*I've got about an hour til I head over to my aunt and uncle's for homemade mexican food, and the remake of "The Italian Job" on their big (BIG) screen tv. Got myself a few more presents to wrap. I bought the 20th anniversay Trivial Persuit for one person, and am wondering, when the $#^! is he going to play it. I hope he finds time to do so. Bought a little wine for my parents (hoity toity, funny named Australian shtuff). I got "Northern State's" tune from Itunes (yay!), so that makes my evening a little brighter. I'm working on finances for the move, and THAT is what brought me down a bit. Crap...I hope I don't get the urge to move again for a while, it's too eekspensive! I found the Norad site again for X-mas Eve. Gotta see where Santa is heading next. *grins* Makes me wonder, do the Norad folks in Colorado springs have anything else to do? (LOL) Well, for tomorrow, I hope that everyone has a good holiday (X-mas, Hannukah, Kwanzaa, vacation, etc). If anyone's out there by themselves, celebrating the day or not (yeah, you know who you are), I wish you a happy holiday, and note that I'm thinking about yah. Perhaps next year, the coupla folks I know who don't do group gatherings round this time of year can join my family, or my brother and I. If not that, then I'd hope they at the very least feel a little happiness during this time o' year. Feliz Navidad y'all.

Random Quote: "I know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to emphasize it?"

:: Jennifer 5:30 PM [+] ::

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*Christmas went pretty well. X-mas eve was fun, eating mexican food, various goodies, and telling a few little kids in the soire that if they didn't leave food for the reindeer that night that the reindeer would eat Santa (LOL). Too bad they had a sense of humor, as I hoped to warp a young mind or two. On X-mas day, I got quite a few things I expected (Disneyland Haunted Mansion throw, toaster, POTC dvd), but other items I didn't expect at all (George Foreman Grill, dvd player, $50 in cash from my grandmother, Intellivision games, a safe, $30 in Itunes cash, etc.) I was also promised a serving set (I don't need it, but who am I to turn such generosity down), a tool, set, and some Pfalzgraff glasses (completes a collection of mine that the majority of has been broken). On the sad side, I got news yesterday that my brother is now hesitant to move with me to Florida. It upset me to say the least, but, if he's not ready, I won't pressure him one bit. For me, this means falling back to my old plan, smaller apartment, more work (LOTS more). I hope I have time to finish my degree in all of this. One big positive will be an addition to my own little family (once I move). I'm being given a cat by my mother who will no doubt be a great playmate for Frankie. She's 7 months old, and when she's around me, she won't leave me alone (well, she's the leg rubbing type). Her name is Josephine (I named her to go with her cousin Napoleon). She's a long legged feline, and is white with orange on her ears and tail, medium haired, with light blue eyes. She is without a doubt the most gorgeous cat I've ever seen, and so well behaved for one so young. lol..I think I sound like a mum, talking proudly about her kids. Onto other shtuff - finishing up on packing has been a real bitch. I had no idea I had this much crud, but alot of it may stay behind with relatives, or head to Good Will, to help out anyone in need. I'll be happy when this whole dealie is over. On another, far off topic, I don't talk about this much, but I feel I have to get it off my chest. I am sooo happy that we're helping other countries in peril. Seeing Return of the King brought those feelings back for me, because in the movie, one kingdom helps out another during a HUGE battle. They swallowed their pride, and bitterness for the other settlement, and helped them out. I thought, how nice is that? I kinda see us (Americans and allied troops) the same way. Back during skirmishes in Bosnia, I felt odd about outside countries helping folks in times of war or extreme disagreement, but now, I see it as a good way to help other countries achieve what they sorely need; freedom. Sure, alot of countries have freedom to a certain point, but many aim for only males, or the wealthier part of the population, or folks who practice certan beliefs. Yeah, that's their choice, but when folks start fighting over who has rights to what, and lives are taken, that's when others need to help, lest we wish to be next (if the opposing faction chooses so). In the end, it does help us out. It squelches factions who believe freedom is evil (same with religion, race, ethnicity, sexual preference). But, I'm sure in the long run, it will help those out who suffer under the feet of tyrannical powers, or terrorists. I see it already in Iraq. Folks now have dishes and radio stations they can listen to that gives them a broader perspective of the world, and their own lives, as opposed to their former dictator's perspective ("I'm great, even though I've had millions of people killed *some via use of weapons of mass distruction* and allowed my sons to rape your mothers, sisters and daughters"). I'm really hoping in the end, the Iraqi people get to choose Hussein's fate, and not the United Nations (please..a few of the participants governments helped Hussein..the bastards). *whew* Nice to get that out. I view alot of the negative press about the war, and negative comments as selfish. You think we have it hard here? Try living outside the US. Go to France, where the government takes 2/3's of every person's paycheck, and gives little back in the way of anything (they didn't help those whose families died of heat exhaustion this past summer). We could always be living in tougher situations, guaranteed. Be grateful. If your not..speak your mind. It may or may not fall on deaf ears.

Random Quote: "I don't care what I see outside. My vision is within! Here is where the birds sing! Here is where the sky is blue!"

:: Jennifer 10:19 PM [+] ::

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*Hope everyone had a happy Festivus, er holiday. Well aren't I the slacker in here, not posting much of anything on holiday (sheesh). Let's see, I caught an interesting miniseries on ABC called Dreamkeeper. I'm thrilled that one of the big networks finally did an interesting show focusing on Native American legends (I'm part Cherokee and dig info on any part of my vast heritage). I'd love to hear from a full blooded native american on the storyline. A few years back, I'd caught a miniseries on an Asian legend (of a character called Monkey) that alot of folks in the far east didn't like. I think ABC did really well with Dreamkeeper, but not being around many other folk of the same blood, I have no other opinion to take in but my own. Someday I guess I'll get more comments on it, and mebbe hear more legends. Anywhoo..as far as the rest of the holiday, it went well. I'm about done with packing (except for a few HUGE items). Caught myself a nasty cold during all of this (still getting over a lung ailment..ouch), but all's well as far as this gal's concerned. Today, two days into work for the new year, I'm keeping my chin up, getting plans A and B set for whatever happens with work. As of today, I am mere inches away from a position in Orlando (I'll get interviewed in a day or two). I might be overqualified for this job..but it's (good) money, and my ticket to FL. *grins* Folks here are helping me bone up on my knowledge too, to help me out. I hope this pans out. With lunch, I just about fell out of my chair laughing whilest I tried to eat it with a spoon (it just doesn't work). What can I say...slap happy again, but for all the right reasons. I'm not at all down (today) about work. Regardless of whether I get this job or not, I'm getting to where I want to be. That rocks.

Random Quote: "Uh oh. You've got "but face". You..look like you're going to say "but"."

:: Jennifer 10:19 AM [+] ::

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*I'm almost too excited to type. I might get extremely exciting news on a job in the next day or two (had an interview today). Could be a'working in Orlando by the beginning of next month (Huzzah!). At my current job, desk 1 and desk 2 are nearly emptied of all the toys and collectibles, but I probably won't have to keep all that shtuff boxed up for long. Also at work, my coworker introduced me to her daughter's singing talents. Much to K's dismay, her mom is trapsing around having folks listen to K belt it out, and boy howdy, she does. I don't think she wants to be a huge star er something, but does want a little recognition for what she can do. I hope she does great in the future. What's in my future? Taco Smell (new one just popped up on my side of town, making 3, count em, THREE TB's in my town. I don't have to run far for the border.

Random Quote: "By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes."

:: Jennifer 3:26 PM [+] ::

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*Can't sleep (clown'll eat me). I keep waking up at the time I normally do for work (EARLY). Took a step out of my sleeping quarters (I'z housesitting), and was nearly tackled by a herd of cats. It AIN'T breakfast time yet boys and goils..patience is a virtue. On my end, I think turning Ty (as in Trading Spaces) is in order. Gotta dismantle some of my furniture for the move. Not sure why I'm still plowing ahead (mebbe I'm feelin lucky?), but I guess it's better now than a week down the road (green-lighted) with a day left to pack. With my last day of work..it was nostalgic and bittersweet (B - you'll really miss my giggles?). Part of me was SO happy to leave but in the back of my mind, I'll miss the wacky dynamics of the old group, and the breathtaking scenery outdoors. I heard the Orlando site (Lockheed) is even nicer than the one out here. If I get the job I'm vying for (had a second interview this past week that went really well, with news to come next week), it'll be a great place to work, no doubt. It'll be drastically different, living so close to work, and near a few FANTASTIC places to hang out. Still holding onto my patience by the tail with all of this, dinking around with a few items I packed (then unpacked, thinking "I need something to do".) I pulled out my guitar yesterday (I really need to get 'er a good case), and tried my hand at a few chords of a White Stripes song. Not bad, says I. Dunno if I want to go the self-taught route with that or not, but with time I think I can pick up where I left off years ago. Besides messing around with the "gee-tar", I pulled out some paints and brushes, and have a hankerin to change some of my shtuff (a few items made from wood, paper mache, etc). A drastic change would be nice. The majority of these pieces are in red and white, but my taste in colors has changed. Old European look with wine bottles anyone?

11:15pm - Yargh...still can't get any shuteye. Well, I'z got goodies in hand (candy candy candy candy candy). I'm sure this'll keep me up for the rest of the week. Not like I need sleep at this point though. Sifting through my tape and dvd collection, I found two movies I just HAVE to watch, tonight! Silence of the Hams, followed by Big Trouble in Little China. Yay! (Yes, I'm this weird late at night...bwahahaha.) Random Quote: "..nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose.."

:: Jennifer 8:20 PM [+] ::

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*Damn...been a few weeks since I last popped in here. Well, I got the job, and didn't hear about it til the day before my movers were to take my shtuff away. So, I ended up heading out bright and early a few days after (with dad, cat and car full of the important things), and drove east. I headed through Kansas (nearly flat as a pancake), Missouri (pretty, but the ice storm was oh so fun), Kentucky (where's the friggin blue grass?!), Tennesse (gorgeous country), and Georgia (we're close!), before making into Florida the Tuesday before last. I get my butt down to the apartment complex, only to find they stuck me in the wrong one! (Address change...again.) The next day, I moved into the apartment of choice (a leetle bigger), got word my movers wouldn't be around til the weekend (ugh), and dressed for an uber cool meeting with my new group's VP. Such a nice guy (and funny as hell...he let his guard down later). The evenings that followed with pops were as fun as they could be, trapsing off to WDW (mainly Epcot or Downtown Disney). I spent Saturday evening with some buddies (that was a GREAT time folks), and this past monday, started my new job. The hours were short on monday because we headed down to a resort mid afternoon for a 3 1/2 day conference (included a Keys to the Kingdom tour on Wednesday). As a newbie, I have to say I was very impressed with my group. They're a great bunch of people, and very willing to help one another out with anything. Today, it's been kinda blah, with more unpacking, shopping (gotta fill up that fridge), and watching tv (egads the poor reception...I miss my dish). Mebbe I'll fix that in a while, but not for now.

Random Quote: "You mean you'll put down your rock, and I'll put down my sword and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people?"

:: Jennifer 6:45 PM [+] ::

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*It's hasn't even been two weeks since I moved, and I'm feeling down about it. I know..I'm minutes away from theme parks, I have buddies I can visit with, etc. But, some of the negative factors about where I'm living (and knew about) are creeping up on me. I'll work to get over it, but man did it hit me hard. On top of that, a talk with a new acquaintance about her issues brought me down. I'm always there to help folks out, lend an ear or hand, whatever I can do within my means. But, if it's not my issue, I'd wish that I don't get forced into "I feel like shit" mode along with yah. I really tried picking myself up after that and getting back to work, but it hung onto me like a hidden strip of tp stuck to my shoe. Bleh. On the upside, I'm home (alone..okey..with my pet), and take comfort in the fact that being in this position, the only person who can bring me down is me. So...it's time for a movie, a little buttered corn, the warmth of a fuzzy blanket, and a cat on my lap. I'll probably do the same thing Saturday (it's V-day, better known as "hide if yer single" day). Sunday...it'll take a hell of alot to keep me away from WDW. *smiles*. Interesting site to note is www.inventit.org. That's the Inventors Hall of Fame website. Most of the folks that get inducted have long since been gone (deadsky), but some were still alive and kicking, and went to part one of the induction ceremony (happened today..sometime this week?!). One deceased inventor to take note of is Ray Dolby, father of, yes..you guessed it..the Dolby System. With his invention, folks could produce better quality sound (less hiss and background noise). I salute all the inventors for their great achievements.

Random Quote: "Thats alright..I'm used to it."

:: Jennifer 7:30 PM [+] ::

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* Writing this up before a meeting, just while my mind is fresh and uncorrupted with new thoughts and questions about work. The mood is good about today (even though it's Friday the 13th). V-day goodies are packed on the Admin Assistant's desk, beckoning to all of us like a Slim Jim commercial. My schedule is nearly packed here at work, which is bliss to me. As of yesterday, I started gleaning information from my coworkers, writing furiously in my notepad as they reeled off the numorous ways in which my jobs will never be consistent. "There's always a catch, and you're always waiting on someone else," they said, rolling their eyes as if to say "good luck kid, you're gonna need it." I'm sure their expectations for anyone new (and younger) that comes into their department is that they'll be overwhelmed within the first few weeks of learning their tasks (of which I have many). Heh..they don't know me very well. Over the years I've taken on the quality of being able to not only multi task, but to focus well on anything I'm working on, whether it be at work or home. Someone recently pointed that out to me, and I felt odd about it (I'm that way sometimes about compliments), but he's right, it's a good quality to have. And being the freak I am when it comes to work or tasks that require more than one synapses to fire, I'm always writing down procedures, lists, instructions. Drives some folks crazy, but I love it (for serious work), and it helps others out in the future. And if I'm running on a low tank (sick), and can't entirely focus for a day or two because of the lovely side effects of cold meds, following a process helps.

Got a darned cold, but with the nasty mood I was in earlier this week, I deserve it. (Running joke in CO: folks in a constant bad frame of mind seem to get sick more often.) It seems to be edging its way out of my system (and my throat), leaving me to enjoy the possibly soggy weekend. I'd planned on not doing anything on Saturday, but now with a GDO forming (that's Girls Day Out), I might be out and about after all. It's nice to have folks to hang out with..something I did less and less of in Colorado before moving (we were all busy with jobs and schooling, so the best of the weekly chats were in email or phone calls..fun.). Speaking of Colorado..I'm severely missing everyone out there, but am not missing the weather (8 inches of snow in a day..temps dropping to 11 below in the mornings). I'd bet schools and work didn't close (you crazy die-harders). It'd be nice if they did..driving out there in that kinda snow is such a pain in the butt. That's when the SUV and truck drivers go hog wild, thinking they can outdrive everyone else, and they end up in a ditch. Ha! Sunday may hold a somewhat new idea to tackle. My own jaw drops at the fact I've never done this. It's computer related, so it'll take time, but I think I'll enjoy my Imac more if I do it. GREAT news from a fellow Star Wars fan; Celebration three in Indy has been announced for late April 2005 (a four day convention). Guess I hafta save more pennies. Check it out at www.starwars.com or www.starwarscelebration.com.
Quote for the day: "Don't you puke on my shoes Harry."

:: Jennifer 10:00 AM [+] ::

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*Bob is a GOD. He's my coworker, and offered to buy lunch to those who headed to the cafeteria with him today (yay!). What can I say..except I'm stuffed for the first time in days. . Learning has taken over, and I'm having a ball working with my new group. They tell me this stuff is hard..they have no idea what hard is. Problem with some companies and groups is communication problems. That's what I have here. I'm in a group that attempts to pass on knowledge. Some folks take and use it, and others don't. Well, they're all going to now that I'm here. I'll be gentle, but they've gotta work together, all on the same page (we work by procedures here). At home, my darned sink is leaking (after maintenance guys "fixed" a leaky kitchen faucet) When I saw this, my eyes nearly rolled a 360 in my head. On the good side, I've now managed to find a few more channels on tv. Colorado stations were all squished together. Out here it's completely different. Not confusing, mind you, just a little too spread out for my taste. Over the next few weeks, I'll be crossing my fingers for a certain company, hoping whatever happens with leadership is for the best. Maybe there will be a restoration of some old values, or maybe there will be a new set (and new owner) to carry the group into the future. I dunno..can't concern myself with it much, but only ponder the possibilities.
Quote for the day: "You're a bloody puppet!"

:: Jennifer 3:20 PM [+] ::

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* Monday morning's weather felt as if I stepped into the pages of a renowned novelist's latest manuscript, describing their character's surroundings as an overwhelmed sense of splendor. Not a drop of rain in the sky (yet), nor fog, nor even a cloud. It feels odd not to have a grey, overcast sky, foliage browned by a winter freeze, and a Dodge Ram sliding in front of me on the way to work (nope..they over correct and roll instead). To put it short and sweet, this was an ideal morning to head out with. The rest of the week was as soggy as a stagnate bowl of Frosted Flakes. I'm finally starting to like the area I live in, and have developed a comfort level with how to peacefully maneuver about town. Even though it's no Palm Beach, it's home. A few crazy drivers dot the roadways (mostly tourists), but no certifiably nutty neighbors or visible suspicious activity. Guess all those folks are in the nicer areas (don't scoff or laugh..that was the case in Colorado), or they know better than to head outside. Diving headfirst into my responsibilities this week, I'm up to my..ankles in work. Gee, this is tough. *knocks on wood, hoping it's still this easy 6 months down the road* Interesting discussions abound across the country over same-sex marriage. I'd never stopped to reflect on the topic, so, what do I think? I do feel that gays and lesbians should be given the opportunity to join in some sort of legal union if they wish to be in long term coupledom. A few years back, I remember reading a few articles on just such a thought. Companies and the government weren't too keen on the idea, as this would mean a fight to receive benefits, filing taxes together, etc. I figure, what's the big deal? If folks want to commit to one another for life, why not? On the other (near) side of the fence in this issue is, of course, the church. Sure, same-sex couples can go for a legal union in certain states (or a commitment ceremony in places that don't allow that), but will churches ever go for a traditional wedding within a place of worship in which the couple is of the same gender? Probably not. Not unless gay activists work with the people of this country (who are open to it) on allowing church run ceremonies in the future. Or, maybe folks who believe in marriage as a union of two people (regardless of sex) split off, and form their own offshoot of a religion. Folks who are heading up to Philadelphia next week for the Disney (and Roy Disney) meets; have fun!! Hope the end result is a good one.

Quote for the day: "Boys are mean. Throw rocks at them."

:: Jennifer 1:25 PM [+] ::

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*Well...things are picking up at work. But, I'm still finding time to have fun. Found a site recently that promotes a Ballywood-esque superheroine. This young indian woman, a reincarnate of an ancient protector has herself night and day profiles like most superheros. By day, she is Sangeeta, and by night, she is Bombaby. To check it out, click here. Sounds like a comic book will be out soon on her. Another interesting site is out there for Kingdom Hospital, Stephen King's newest creepy incarnation, set this time near (but not in) Castle Rock, and in a haunted hospital. I've missed the first few episodes, but last nights was good. If you've missed them so far, jumping in won't leave you dazed and confused. Laughing nervously at the wrong moments? Perhaps. Anywhoo, here's the link for that site. Be sure to poke around and see what can go wrong on certain pages . On the homefront, I haven't seen "Passion" (of the Christ) yet, and still want to, but (this is terrible) I'm not sure I want to head to the theatre to see a movie that is almost guaranteeing to make me cry. Stupid? Probably. At some point, I'll push myself to go with some folks, we'll share a box of tissues, and no doubt ponder ourselves silly afterwords with our opinions of it. Coming up in April, one movie whose comic I haven't had the joy of reading yet, but will. I don't have much else going on, other than work, fun over the weekends (woohoo..horror movie weekend continues!), and the occasional sketching up ideas for later in the year.

Quote for the day: "You ski like a turkey! (mixed with) Hey now...hey now...don't dream it's over..."

:: Jennifer 2:20 PM [+] ::

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*I'm..stuck in the middle with you. Eh, the song fits my thoughts today. I was watching a discussion amongst buddies on movies. They argue over what kind they view as "the best", high-tech, cgi infused versus low-budget (and in many cases) decent quality. They turn to me, and I grin. Honestly, why do they ask me these things when they know the answer. Well, they sort of know. With some things in life, folks are on that thin grey line when it comes to their opinion. It could be ice cream, it could be stance on politics, it could be a favorite style of car. Me? I do like vanilla, AND chocolate..er, let's move on. In the case of movies, I'm sort of on that lil' grey line, but in a way I'm not. I explained to them that in some cases, quality visuals paired with a good script (and music) make a movie worthwhile. In other instances, it's the low-budget, decent scored (decend lines) flick that captures excitement more. I get an eyeroll (what did they expect?!). On another note...Grrr...the history bug has bit again. And I SEE little history in my immediate surroundings. By this, I mean old towns I could visit on a weekend or something. I used to do this with friends and family all the time in Colorado. I got such a kick out of trekking the old mining towns in the mountains, many of which have unfortunately been turned into gambling havens for the elderly *sighs*. Nothing similar to those old Colorado towns right here. Guess that means a road trip (I keep saying, but not doing..it's gotta happen soon). Random thoughts - "The Rules" suck, Meat Loaf hits the spot, CSEA (covering someone else's ass) usually doesn't work, I now cringe at Cadbury eggs (for reasons unknown to many), and if you lurk, you will only get hassled more. Weird thoughts for a Wednesday, but that's what's on my mind. That and an odd premenition for the weekend.

Quote for the day: "I shall now read from the books of Mathew, Mark, Luke .. (bomb crashes through window) and DUCK!"

:: Jennifer 3:35 PM [+] ::

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*The weird preminition came back (in dream form, or was it pog form?). I don't think I'm the type to have odd dreams that predict the future, but who knows. Had a HORRIBLE dream after that, and I ended up awake for a few hours. Hopefully it won't show up again, since I used to dream about this incident regularly for the past year or so. Now, I'm droopy eyed, but in a good mood. I read the comics daily on the internet, and got a good laugh out of today's "Ripley's Believe it or Not!". A british hiking magazine published a map that recommended a route that would actually lead climbers straight off a cliff. Ha! I wonder if anyone took the bait.

Quote for the day: "You think that when you die, you go to Heaven. You come to us!"

:: Jennifer 4:15 PM [+] ::

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* Mongo tired. Long week...Friday good. Made pretty pictures. Geocities mess up. SMASH Geocities...Grrr! *yawns* Tired...sleep now. (who knows where that came from)

Quote for the day: "You can listen to thunder after lightning and tell how close you came to getting hit. If you don't hear it, you got hit, so never mind."

:: Jennifer 12:52 PM [+] ::

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*I ate a bunny head that was on my desk. I relished devouring it with a bottle of Sprite and some Cheetos *commences Hannibal noises* I think I'll post something bigger tomorrow. I'm tired today. It rained yaks and frogs this morning, and now it's time to go home. My quote is a heartfelt (NOT cheesy) one today. If I had not followed this, I would regret not having many experiences in my life. Good or bad, they happen for a reason, and things can always get better.

Quote for the day: "Life's a rollercoaster. It has its climbs and drops. Don't get off at the bottom of the first one, or you might miss out on more exciting experiences in the future."

:: Jennifer 4:34 PM [+] ::

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*Had a fun weekend, although I didn't celebrate Easter (I'm non-practicing). That didn't deter me from candy though. Even though it makes no sense nor connection to the story behind the holiday, t'salright, it's candy. For the next "big holiday", which in reality is a celebration week for myself and a few close friends, we're trying to come up with a goofy name (i.e. Festivus). On other notes, I found an interesting application on the net. Not a job I'd personally take, but it was a good read. And I was referred to a site for stone mountain, an area in Georgia famous for its laser light show done up against a HUGE rock formation. Darnit, I'll miss it this year. Can't think of much else going on with my own life, though mom is having back surgery next week (I'm probably more nervous than she is). Oh..the radio stations out here are a tad lame, save for an oldies station of sorts. I need a music fix. Haven't heard any new ones (to me) for a while that struck me as fun, touching, tear jerking, or passion inspiring.

Quote for the day: "I'd still drink the dixie cup full of ear wax (no..really)."

:: Jennifer 4:27 PM [+] ::

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*Well, I revisited one of my favorite sites (http://www.scug.net/) for Soul Coughing. Gotta get their newest album, which seems to be a compilation of their best work. One question a friend posed this past weekend has me curious. What happened to the "warning" on the bags of Frito-Lay Wow chips? Do people still get leakage? If Olean/Olestra still causes it, why not give folks notice that hey, you may take the intestinal flume ride after consuming our chips? Anywhoo, on a nearly miraculous note, I found a home I'd seen on HGTV a while back (actually, two digs). One's called Cloud Hidden. The couple that built this literally inflated a monolithic dome, covered it in cement, and built in and around it from there. It's one of the most eye catching, unusual homes I've ever seen. Another one is the Silo House, bought for a hundred grand, and turned into an underground/above ground paradise. At Disney World, a friend took a few goofy pictures of me. One's of me, all wet at the Splash Mountain entrance. We got a giddy, dimented thrill out of watching people walk across the area to the ride that goes past the drop. Every three boats, and SPLASH, a huge happy spray shot out of the attraction, and onto onlookers. Another picture has me in one of my favorite hats from the China Pavilion at Epcot. Can't wait to head back there and check out the flowers. *bows* Zai jian!

Quote for the day: "My cleavage is now corn free."

:: Jennifer 4:27 PM [+] ::

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*Is it Wednesday already? Urgh...slow week. I watched a few movies over the weekend, one of which was good (visuals...the story was so-so). Under the Tuscan Sun is a film I'd recommend to anyone with a fondness for Italy. The storyline (even if some of it was based on real life) was a little blah. Woman writer finds out husband is cheating, gets divorce, takes a trip to Italy to de-stress, buys a villa, meets a great guy, adult content briefly ensues, guy leaves the picture, blah-dee-blah. The romance was nice, and not too cliched, but what caught my attention was the landscape. I've never been there, but I could almost smell the pasta cooking in her kitchen, and feel the cold tile floor under my feet. Anywhoo..ezboard's down today (meh), but to stave off boredom during down time at work, I headed elsewhere, only to be discovered by a fellow ezboard buddy. I just can't escape youse guys, can I! *grins* Well...time to head out of work. Got myself a piece of home made german chocolate cake to eat. Yum. =)

Quote for the day: "A terrible thought...don't you just love those."

:: Jennifer 4:34 PM [+] ::

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*I was standing at the microwave at work, looking out the window and sort of taking in the idyllic weather and landscape from afar, watching a little bitty lizard sun himself on the ground in the courtyard. Thank somebody up there that it's Friday (been a BUSY week). Apart from work, which has been another test in how much I can learn and how quickly (no sweat). I'm ready for a fun weekend. It'll be a great mix of current friends with some I haven't seen in a while. During the week, I'd caught eye opening info on the tv and radio focusing on interesting topics round the world, and politics (smacks all those who are politicizing the Iraqi war - QUIT IT!). Anywho, a gal named Shazia Mirza who was shown on 60 Minutes is someone I feel really has guts to do what she's doing. She's a Muslim stand up comedian that points out to her audience that yes, she is Muslim, but no, she's not evil because of that. I saw a little bit of her stand up on tv last weekend, and really, she is a funny, witty woman. Another interesting, if not unusual item (kitten with four ears ). I can imagine the purr that comes out of that little one when you scratch all four ears. *sleepy grin* Another 45 minutes to go before the weekend is here. I can stand waiting, but I'm a little sleepy. It would be fabulous if this company allowed times with the great nap ride.

Quote for the day: "Human passions have mysterious ways, in children as well as grown-ups. Those affected by them can't explain them, and those who haven't known them have no understanding of them at all."

2nd Quote for the day: "Regrets are a waste of time. They're just the past crippling you in the present."

:: Jennifer 3:40 PM [+] ::

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*A few more hours, and it's time to continue Festivus with my friend's birthday...yay!! At work, I'm minutes away from yet ANOTHER meeting. I'm not in the mood to work today, but I hafta anyways. At home, man did I have a great birthday. I didn't expect gifts, but I got em (cool Chinese slippers, a Chinese handbag that looks like a takeout box, Hello Kitty (whee!), the DL HM playset (thanks Toni!), and yesterday, I had to roll my last present slowly up the stairs to my apartment. Thanks to my family, I'm now the proud owner of another new dvd AND full Dolby surround sound stereo system! I just HAD to hook that baby up last night and play the beginning of a movie LOUDLY so my neighbors would get a taste of their own medicine (lol). Back to my boithday (whilest I was at work) I received one of the best birthday calls I've ever had. *grins* At Seaworld last saturday, I had a blast, checking out the dolphins, manta rays, sea lions (bark bark!), and my favorite of all critters, Klondike and Snow (denver polar bears, born and raised). Tomorrow...perhaps I'll end up in a "lazy river", if I can talk my friend into it. That sounds like the perfect place to be on a warm Saturday morning.

Quote for the day: "Her cleavage is not bread crumb free."

:: Jennifer 2:00 PM [+] ::

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*Well, I made a smart move on Saturday (thanks very much RotH) and upgraded my pass at Disney World (to a Premium Annual). I got money back...nice. Headed to Typhoon Lagoon, where I got to tube down the lazy river, and dodge waves. Got only a tinge bit of pink on my skin (good...tan = leather down the road). I managed to hook up with a non-local buddy from up North on Sunday. A few of us noshed at Epcot, road a few rides, and ventured over to the Marketplace. Twas a good weekend. On the radio front, the Radio Sci-Fi show on Saturday nights interviewed Don Coscarelli on the upcoming release of Bubba-Hotep. He talked a little about the story's original author, Joe Lansdale, and the possibility of the prequels (Bubba Nosfaratu is one). He also talked briefly about the next Phantasm. Can't wait for that. At the moment, I'm a bit bushed and am seriously jonesing for a burger from Chilis (must have fries).

Quote for the day: "Don't make me use my stuff on ya, baby!"

:: Jennifer 4:20 PM [+] ::

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:: Jennifer 5:15 PM [+] ::

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*Urgh. Yesterday evening was harsh. Haven't talked to my mom yet. I'm sure she's still bummed 'bout her kitty Ripley. My dad got the lil gal from a nice lady named Penny, who at the time lived in Virginia. He traveled from a meeting in Maryland down to VA, and back to Colorado with a little black fuzzball, soon to be known as the first breeding Munchkin in Colorado. Ripley (or Rippers as I liked to call her) made it in international magazines, had a spot on "News 4 Kids" tv, and even had a sound byte on NPR. I'll miss the gal. On my homefront, when I headed home yesterday, I held my own cat for a bit, letting him know how grateful I am he's alive. Most of the time, he doesn't seem like a pet to me, but more like family (some folks know what I'm talking about). Anywhoo, I proceeded to vacate the mind of ANY thoughts that could cause me negative dreams for the night. Today, I'm tired, and I've "hired muscle", so to speak, to push back on grumpy customers. Too many folks asking for things. I wish I could duplicate myself (temporarily) to help out, but for now, all I can do is tell em to wait, and not get their drawers in a bind. Can't wait until the coworkers get back (take this work back now please). This afternoon...appointment! I've never been so happy to spend time in a waiting room. After that, a short snooze, and a trip with buddies to see Mr Potter. Should be a good movie...just got the book and read 90% of it the past few days (had to hold back on the ending). It seems much darker, a little on the gory side, but entertaining nonetheless.

Quote for the day: "You tell em BOB says so!"

:: Jennifer 3:15 PM [+] ::

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*Holy snot rockets..the past couple of weeks have been a frenzy of fast and furious (not to be confused with the movies..eh). I've barely kept up with fun shtuff at home (crafty), working lots of overtime (yeah sure..means more money). I hope at some point I get to take a breather on a weekday and be able to do something easy and fun. July 4th is coming on up, and that means fun, food and festivus with friends. Usually a family oriented event for me, I'm now fifteen hundred miles (at least) from most of my kin, who plan on partying it up with family I haven't seen in years (sigh). Hey..can't fret. I'll be living it up on Palm Beach..HA HA! Far as movies go, the afterthoughts on Harry Potter aren't so great. I didn't dig the new director's style, let alone the cinematography (focus on the characters CLOSE UP when yah can dude!). The typical "scenery becomes the actor" parts did catch my eye for a brief moment (Harry and Hippogriff glides over water), but not often enough. I hope to Bob the next one is done by Hughes again, or someone with similar directing style whose interest lies in keeping as much of the book's plot in tact in the film. Now showing, and one I MUST see is Spiderman 2. Can't wait to see it, as it looks to have a good balance of plot versus action. Back at work, I'm almost done for the day, and finishing this up (first one in a few weeks). So what's bugged me over the past few weeks, or tugged at the heart strings? First off, Reagan's passing. That really brought a tear to my eye. Folks may not have agreed with everything he did in office, but c'mon, he was one of the more decent dudes to grace the top spot in our nation's government and deserved some respect, as most do in passing on. A few conversations prompted me to reread information on the Iran Contra affair, since it was brought up during the services for him. Interesting to note that John (F'in) Kerry was part of the committee that investigated the affair after the fact, and the committee's parting thoughts were what was done was wrong (heh? So we leave some Commies in power instead of quashing them? Okey, sure what was done wasn't great, but I think it's better than what it could have been). Heard about a great speech given by Democratic Senator (former Republican) Joe Lieberman. The excerpts I heard show a man who knows what he's talking about (regardless of his political beliefs), and knows we can't politicize the Iraq War, let alone terrorism. Only the truly uniformed individual would do that. Sure other things have chapped my hide over the past few weeks, but some of those things have just slipped on by. Besides, it's summer! And a holiday to boot. Happy 4th! (Don't get too crazy in the vacant lot with the bottle rockets..heh.).

Quote for the day: "Buy a toupee with some brains in it."

:: Jennifer 2:40 PM [+] ::

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*Ugh...I am such a girly girl. I'm flipping around on my numerous channels (thank BOB for cable), and decide to stick to two shows that catch my attention: Dead Like Me and Star Trek: TNG reruns. I can't believe Picard's losing his grip on emotion during a mind meld with Sarek (Spock's dad) made my eyes water. Patrick Stewart's pretty damned good though. Should catch him in some of his first work in Shakespearan tales (looked better without the rug dude). An odd question pops into my mind. In this episode of TNG, I see a few of the senior officers in outfits that are noted as "dress for dignataries". Mini-dress is more like it (with black pants...tres chic). I understand what it's for, but please tell me Kirk never had to wear that getup (I don't remember him going for O'Hura's frocks). Got what will hopefully be the next to last issue of Jane in the mail (eh...I'm tired of staring at anorexics in mismatched clothes). I was actually suprised with one article on a couple's trip to Jordon. A few of their pictures made it in the column, and one of Petra had me shouting "w00t!". I wanted to holler at the gal though...she picked the wrong Indy movie to connect it to (it's "Crusade" not "Raiders!". That's as aggravating as hearing a song misnamed or the wrong actor pinned for a movie. Anyways, apart from a dismal weekend of sleep (fighting a cold or something nasally/throaty and hellish), it's been an okay couple of days. Nothing better than stepping out of an afternoon of terrential rains and grocery shopping, shedding down to unmentionables and cozying up under a fuzzy blanket with a Nyquil and a hot cup of chicken broth (and feline). Achoo! Oh, and a good song or two (Los Lonely Boys - How far is heaven & Madison Avenue - Don't call me baby).

Quote for the day: "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

:: Jennifer 12:55 PM [+] ::

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*Had a decent day. I am still keeping VERY busy. Thank goodness my vying for the responsibilities I've wanted paid off. At the present time, I'm getting set for my first hurricane (back the heck off Charley). It obviously won't mean much since I'm inland, but with impending rain surges and high winds, I couldn't deny Orlando won't have anything to face. We'll see what the evening and tomorrow might bring, and I'm ready with the essentials. I'm slowly getting over the passing of another family pet. Mike (tuxedo cat) was the oldest feline in the family and passed on a few weeks ago. It was expected, but still sad (he was at least 18 years old). At this very second, I'm typing up this blog, listening in on a telecon and am contemplating what the heck I'm going to eat. What sounds good is a big bowl of potato cheese soup (and corn bread ala Marie Calanders), but I don't have the energy to cook. Guess I'll opt for a Burger and fries from Chili's. Meh..beats muffins. *grins*

Quote for the day: "This is where I felt it the first time. The universe was cocking the f--k-with-me gun."

:: Jennifer 4:23 PM [+] ::

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*The Wind Done Gone - Let's see, where shall I start? Might as well from the beginning (Thursday night). I'd been told by friends and coworkers not to panic too much, as we (here in Orlando and the surrounding areas) probably wouldn't get much. Heading home Thursday night, I decided to prepare just in case. I hit a local drug store and stocked up on batteries, along with a lighter for my stash of candles. I stopped at a gas station not far from home, and waded my way through the patient customers at the gas pumps until I got my share of gas for the car. By the time I got home, I decided if I got stuck overnight with friends, I might as well have my cat with me. Thankfully, my friends welcomed the thought, and noted they'd provide a place for me to sleep should I need it. Later Thursday night, and into Friday morning (VERY early, I couldn't sleep), I finished packing a bag and some food for the cat and the humans (pizza!). I had to head into work Friday morning, but we weren't there too long (until around noon). After closing out a telecon, I grabbed some drinks that were leftover from another meeting, bagged those up and headed home. My cat wasn't thrilled with being picked up, let alone having to deal with a semi-slow drive to friends. Of course, he did what I've come to accept as typical in his carrier (pew). I get to my friend's place, and after a bit get to hose him down and quarantine the innards of the carrier (a few towels) in plastic bags. Post hazin, er hosing, he proceeded to have a staring match with one of the resident female kitties. Neither won. They were both plucked out of their hiding spots under a bed, and placed within their respective owners laps. My cat stuck it out for a while either in my lap, or in my chair while we watched tv. A few times, we received warnings that funnel clouds were sighted in the area, but through our own observance, we didn't see a thing. The skies were a light grey, we had the occasional downpour but nothing worse. Around 7 or so the local weathercasters said the area would seen the eye coming through. Wrongo! Not until 8 or so did we see anything substantial. When the serious weather conditions began, the tv reception died out, and lights flickered around us. Time for radio and candles. We stared out the windows as the surrounding foliage whipped around like blades of grass, and questioned one another when greenish blue light took over the night sky a few times before all the outside lights went out (I later learned it may have been an electrical tower or transformer going out). A few times during the brunt of the storm we stood back (nearly jumped back) as gusts seemed to want to blow out the windows. After 10pm or so, the storm died down, and we all settled into bed. My cat, sensing a few hours later that everything was over decided to inform me of his excitement. The purring was overwhelming, and nothing wakes me faster than claws scraping across my skin. I managed to stay awake for an hour or two providing entertainment of the cat toy kind, feeding the kitty (and leftovers to the dog) before I passed out. Up again at around 9, I went outside to survey the damage. Luckily, there were only downed trees in the immediate area (including one I was staring at most of the night through a small window). My car was fine (HUGE whew), and it seemed most folks were getting about ok to check out what had happened. I headed back home (with cat on my lap since he just peed in his carrier), watching Westbound I-4 move at a crawl as Tampa residents headed home (8 to 9 hour drive back). Don't think I'll be heading back towards the Mouse on Saturday. I got into town, and was amazed at the amount of trees (mainly palm and oak) snapped to pieces, or tumbled over, their roots bearing mounds of dirt and sod. Power lines and traffic lights were down or out, and thank goodness folks took this of all times to drive cautiously. In my complex, leaves, dirt and grass covered the recently repaved parking areas. Pieces of roofing and shingles dotted the lawns, and the maintenance guys were about in their carts, picking up piles of fallen branches (the resulting mountain of tree refuse was at least twice my height and as long as a van by our trash bin). I unloaded the cat and my belongings into my abode, sulking as I realized (but figured) my apartment was electrically challenged, but glad that it was in good shape, apart from one window's minor water damage. I headed out post-unloading to a local store, grabbing several non-perishables. Now, where to eat for dinner? Most of the restaurants weren't open yet, so I chose what was closest (Taco Smell). Getting back to the apartment, I opened windows and the sliding glass door of my deck to the...stagnet, sticky warm air (gee...a little breeze might be nice). After passing out for a few hours, I prepared a few candles and lit a few to assist in book and screenplay reading. As the sun went down, I continued to read and listened to radio reports of damage in nearby areas. An almost collective and literal "woo!" went out at 6:30pm (myself included) as the half of the complex without power came back to life. I sprinted through my home to close windows as the A/C came back up, and turned on the tv to catch any news on the storm. The rest of the night was rather uneventful (peaceful sleep...the kind you have after a long day of physical activity...like Disney!). Sunday crept up, and I decided to head on out. Thankfully I-4 West wasn't the traffic logged thoroughfaire it had been the day before. I went on over to the Magic Kingdom, where crowds were light (as was tree damage within the park). I kept buddies in mind as I ride-hopped, wishing they could be there (they politely declined...still without power or utilities). Heading out of MK, I figured I should have stuck around and sought refuge indoors (HUGE storm approaching). Nothing says fun like riding the tram out to your car in a downpour. On the way home from THAT, I bought more food (after dumping more than half of my fridge's contents in the dumpster), but not too much. It took me a while to track down certain items (water, milk) as they'd become scarce around town, but I eventually found what I needed. The rest is a blur (eat, watched Hellboy dvd, sleep, work), but here I am, happy to say I survived my first hurricane. I'm grateful to be alive, and am thrilled that friends (and pets) are ok. But, I am deeply saddened by how much destruction and death we did see here in FLA. I hope in the future folks heed warnings and err on the side of caution (note: doublewides do nothing to protect you in this kind of a storm). When it comes down to it, if you think your home will not survive nasty weather, vacate and head to a safer area. I think that's it...nothing else going on but Charley. I'm back at work (much more trees down here, but building is intact). Hopefully the upcoming days will be more exciting in a non-life threatening kind of way.

Quote for the day: "What makes a man a man? A friend of mine once asked. It's the choices he makes. Not how he starts things, but how he finishes them.."

:: Jennifer 12:23 PM [+] ::

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*Decided to go for a pdf rather than a typical blog. Stay safe here in FL.

Quote for the day: "Ray has gone buh-bye Egon."

:: Jennifer 4:30 PM [+] ::

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*Decided to go for a pdf again. Stay safe here in FL...again.

Quote for the day: "...put me off beans and toast for life."

:: Jennifer 2:00 PM [+] ::

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*I think we're all officially sick of storms here. People didn't care to head out of town this time around. Alot of the folks I saw leaving the state with the last 2 (affecting central FL and many other areas) stuck around, hunkered down (kicks the nearest meteorologist firmly in the shin for hd overuse), and rode it out. After all this, do I still prefer these kinds of ordeals to the cold up north, or earthquakes over in the west? You betcha. Even if I had a house at this point, I'd still stick it out here. Maybe I'd visit up north once in a while, but I'm not aching to see any white stuff these days.

Speaking of west, my dad's finishing up business on the coast, and contacted me minutes after the 6.0 earthquake a few days back. Said it was kind of a sick, swaying feeling. I'd equate that to being on a cruise after kicking back one too many rum punches. Ohh that doesn't sound like fun (covers my mouth..feels kinda queasy).

So, tonight is the first of the presidential debates (in Miami FL, where many people are still without power..heh). I've seen a few in the past, and they're not really a big deal. They didn't have any sway to my opinions of the candidates. In fact, that seems to be the feeling of most of the folks I've talked to, as they already knew their candidate's stance on the hot topics, and had already developed a view of said gentleman via their own means. It's more of an opportunity for the media to once again spin the outcomings of the debate into a summary that will appeal to one party or the other. In conconclusion...that means I'm skipping the tube tonight.

I'm a bit of a science nerd sometimes, getting into certain books or shows. Not in the classic, test tube and table of elements sense, but when it comes to space, cosmology, astrophysics and the like, I find information on those topics fascinating. Case in point - when I SHOULD have been fast asleep last night, I was watching a show on tv instead that focused on microwaves in the universe, and how they theoretically help to explain the big bang theory. The guy on the show explained this idea rather well (he's the head of a museum of science up north). Several scientists performed experiments in the 1960's and up to today that surfaced the idea that the birth of the universe could be viewed through pictures taken from highly sensitive cameras on earth or in space that measured magnetic waves in space. With the information they gathered (started out as a fuzzy pic, but later highly detailed photos were achieved), they speculated that the universe erupted, matter scattered pretty evenly amongst the cosmos, but that some of the matter eventually pulled together several hundred thousand years after birth, and that was the start of everything we've come to know at this point (stars, galaxies, planets, etc). Too bad I couldn't stay awake through the entire show (lol). It was one of those days.

*Yawns* Just finished another project (date was bumped up to tomorrow - communicated an hour ago). Yeesh. I'm ready for home.

Quote for the day: "That bathroom smells like an indoor outhouse! (?)"

:: Jennifer 4:15 PM [+] ::

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*Geez! A whole month has passed! Time for a pdf again (started on the 5th, and finished today as I fought ooginess *cold*).

Quote for the day: "Exterminate all rational thought."

:: Jennifer 1:44 PM [+] ::

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*Life isn't slowing down right now, and I get the feeling that it won't for a good long time, or ever. Yikes.

The time between Halloween and Turkey Day went by pretty quickly. I planned to head to a swanky meal with friends on TD, but instead got sidetracked by a cold ("quit passin' it around people!" I yell to my coworkers). What did I do then? I fed the damn cold, and then some. The theme parks nearby were a nightmare to wade through, but were still good fun. Holiday decorations started going up, and that's when I tapered off on the visits. I enjoy the holidays a bit more when I have a few relatives around.

I had a decent time during the holidays (X-mas and New Years), but received some pretty cruddy news right before my time off. A family cat had gone missing due to a moment of utter stupidity by a human, and I didn't hear about it until several days later. Boy did I have to bite my tongue on that one (it was Josephine, my favorite of the herd). I was so happy that she was found during my stay that my time with her was the focal point of the trip. After her week long ordeal outside, where she was cold and starving, she was happy as can be to be back with her family.

Got many practical gifts for X-mas, and a few gag gifts in honor of the hurricanes. My goal was to beg for a little money for a second computer for school (a cheap laptop would do fine), but instead, I got a gift card towards a new vaccum. Woo. My new vaccum sucks. On the plus side I got the chance to have lunch at Casa Bonita (the Disneyland of Mexican restaurants, or so Eric Cartman calls it). That was such a blast! For many Halloweens during my childhood, that's where I went instead of trick-or-treating. I brought back with me a plethora of pics (to post sometime this millenia), and a miniature deck of cards with various pictures (of the restaurant) on them.

January rolled right on by, and almost without a hitch. I did get to sneak in my first (business) trip to DC. I wasn't sure what to think of the area at first, but as the sun peeked out through the clouds on the plane's decent to Reagan National (Airport), I caught my first glimpse of the Potomac. I didn't get to spend ANY time looking around at DC, Virginia or Maryland as I had meetings to attend, but I did enjoy what I saw. The momuments and the White House, even from a mile or so away were still incredible to see from the freeway. The houses, some stashed away in wooded hills along crowded roads, others packed tightly together, seemed quaint and full of history. That's something I hadn't seen in a while.

My little brother ended up sick, and it did a number on his lungs. He ended up in the hospital (with a HUGE stuffed bear from me) for a few days to recooperate, and thankfully had insurance coverage at that time to cover it. I think he's learned now to take his health VERY seriously. I think I've learned to never take him for granted.

I headed to Universal a few weeks back with my dad (one of his business/hang with Jen trips), along with Disney park hopping. Universal (Studios park) along with Disney Quest were the best parts of his visit. Nothing says fun like getting dizzy and loopy from one ride, and slipping into another (Posiedon's Adventure?) and making goofy comments from the back of the crowd, snickering to one another as we watch the storyline unfold via an overanimated actor. I can't say Lord "Dork"anon normally anymore. See?! Disney Quest was HILARIOUS. I think I've hit a point where I can say I'll never try a virtual (helmet on the head) game again. The Aladdin ride turned both my dad and I green. Our recovery from near porcelain-bus-driving was quick though.

It's the day after Valentines day (which was fun *grins*..and Hitch was hilarious), and I'm working my behind off on..this blog? This is my break time, which I have not taken in so long, and it shows. I'm prepping for the conclusion to Trin: The College Years, which means I've caved in to returning to class (online mainly) and finishing, and am buying a compatible laptop to get me by. Brain meltdown, here I come! Not without a little race car action though (Playstation presents Ridge Racer: Coming to a family room near you).

Quote for the day: "How can you eat with those..things?"

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*Caught Constantine on the weekend. It was enjoyable, with a decent storyline, very interesting special effects, with angels and demons galore. I didn't go for Keanu much in this role though. Keanu..eat some friggin candy dude! He seems like he'll always be Neo in nearly every role he plays, the science-fiction version of himself. Got a chance to rest yesterday. Not something one can do while family's around, prodding yah to get up, get out and head out with them to run around. I was run ragged, and I am DAMN tired. Had a hard time today keeping myself motivated during a presentation (I would have rather slept..meh), but did it and had fun nonetheless. I'm glad the participants were in a jovial mood. Looking forward to more Pizzicato Five, London Beat, and other tunes this evening while I take class at home (woo!).

Quote for the day: "You stick it in your butt."

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*Good grief. The neighbors finally turned off their bass laden music. I'm talking with my mom on the phone, and she could hear it over the line. Anywho, it's nearing summer (and my birthday...woo). I'm stressing out again, preparing for another summer of a plethora of new people who'll be coming into the company. Gotta train someone before I go on vacation (have mere days to do it), and still need to unwind and enjoy the miniscule bits of free time that I have, otherwise I'll end up with a bitch of a cold or something right before time off. *sighs* Caught Hitchhiker when it came out. What a wierd laugh-riot that was. After the wierdness that was today, I could use one of those gargle blasters before hitting the sack (a lemon wrapped in a gold brick?). Finally found a few favorite songs back in the day, including Emotion in Motion. Time to plug into Itunes and watch the night hours fly.

Quote for the day: CF - "Yah see, here in America they'll be expecting something from yah in return." GB - "Yeah, and I'll be givin it!"

:: Jennifer 8:41 PM [+] ::

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* Ahhhh!!! It's DAMN late. I haven't eaten since lunch (or was it breakfast). Just had an energy spurt of sorts today at work, and got alot of work done. I need to kick myself in the ass and keep this up, since my mini-dept (within the bigger one) is going to lose yet another person very soon, leaving our count at two (myself and my boss). And she just headed out on vacation. I guess that leaves the resident techie geek guru to her own devices (snickers...rubs hands together evily). I hope next week sees a drop in work to do, as I feel like we've been mowed over lately (especially by the youngins, aka interns coming in). I love the younger folk because they're so bright, funny and full of energy. Their traits seem to rub off on the rest of us. Imagine a bunch of mid-twenty something to fifty-something folk in an office giggling and conversing like a bunch of kids during lunch break (minus the spiteful gossip). A few weeks ago, I wasn't sure if I could keep up with everything going on, but with help from the bigger department, I've learned to roll with the punches, and really have alot of fun. At home, I've had friends around, as well as family (both parties chomping at the bit to head back...gimme a sec will yah please!). I love entertaining folks, but gotta take a break! (lol) School's going great, though I have to talk to the dean or one of his direct reports to get switched over to the right degree (includes the one I have...but it'll transfer the majority of my existing credits over). I was surprised my advisor (long since gone from the school) didn't fill me in on this, among other things (dumbass). That should get straightened out soon, and then I'll be back to Junior status, with maybe two years to go (woo!). I have no idea what I'm going to do with this degree though. I guess I'll just move up...hopefully make more money, meh. Found a few new songs for the Ipod, though they don't sound too great with my new headphones (not Sony...which I've used since I can remember). Very little bass, and the sound quality isn't as clear as it could be. Anywho, enough bitching...must get sleep. That, and start organizing (just a little) my time for future traveling. Now where'd I put my mirrored shoes? (Can you tell I'm in the mood to swear like a damn sailor? Yeah...I'm a bit punchy tonight, but not at all in a bad way. *grins*

Quote for the day: BT3 - "Go f--k your sister."

:: Jennifer 1:30 AM [+] ::

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*The rain quietly taps on the window next to me in my home. The sky turns grey, thunder claps slowly as if growling across the skies. I have gotten a little annoyed by the over abundance of rain lately (especially the two downpours that forced drivers to park aside a freeway or drive with emergency lights blazing). But, this evening was a welcomed event. Mondays are usually blah for everyone I know. So the weather changing from a rather hot and sticky, slightly cloudy day to a fog and drizzle filled evening was nice. If only it could be like this around Halloween (talk about perfect weather). So I head to the Magic Kingdom at DisneyWorld early saturday morning, in a serious attempt to get in as much attraction hopping as possible before the throng of tourons arrive, and before the heat starts to melt my sneakers to the pavement. I get there, ride somewhere between 6 and 8 rides (some more than once), and as I meander (that's right...I "walked without a purpose") through parts of Frontierland and Adventureland, I tried my luck at the shooting gallery (I never miss), skipped my favorite burger joint (Pecos Bills - very good mushroom cheeseburgers...with mayo) and headed straight over to the Pirates shop near the exit of the attraction. And to my amazement, what should appear before me but a new (to WDW) Pirates plaque. I couldn't pass up buying this, and now have it hanging within my Disney collectibles. I think this may be one of very few Piratey items I own, but maybe in the future I'll get more, if the Mouse is smart enough to attempt profit making from their ride (and movies). On another note, I got a few new pictures up on my wall in the dining room. Here I am one VERY early morning a few weeks back, wandering Wally World as my car's tires get replaced, and I happen upon a picture and frame (each inexpensive, and sold separately). And then another, and another. All of which I like; they show various fronts of buildings, and look old, worn, full of a rich history just waiting to be discovered. I'm thinking now that every wall I have is covered with something that puts a twinkle in my eye, and a smile on my lips. Another smile came today as my coworker and I plodded along what was my semi-official last day of a responsibility which had me bringing in new folk to our part of the company, and showing them the ropes. We had such fun, and the two men who we got started were great. Especially one of them...man was he a handsome gent, and pretty intelligent (from what I could gather in a few hours). And he said (since I couldn't remember his name preference) to call him anything I wanted, flashing me a devilish smile and a wink from his bright blue eyes. *snark* He shouldn't have said that. *sighs* I hope my brother has as good a time in what I'd call "regular work" (switching from a waiter job to a techie position at a satellite and cable company). You go Jas! I'm so proud of you.*

Quote for the day: - "Why do we fall, sir? So we learn how to pick ourselves back up." (Okay missy...so I admit...Christian Bale is hot.)

:: Jennifer 8:30 PM [+] ::

I wept for you this morning. Stay safe, my friends.

:: Thursday, July 7, 2005 ::

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*It feels like I've packed two or three weeks into three days of work. I took a four day weekend (one extra day as vacation, which I thoroughly enjoyed), and by day four, I was hoping that I could return to work with loose ends tied up, and my regular "beginning o' the week" duties set. No such luck. Nearly everyone got a system upgrade pushed to their desktop that lasted a good portion of the day. I ended up doing WAY more than should be physically possible within a nine hour stretch on Wednesday, and today, I'd hoped to get a few big items off my plate, but instead, thanks to my ever growing knowledge of systems, I was pulled this way and that (Hey! Watch the arms buddy!) and asked to help put out a few fires. Crimeny...when the heck am I ever going to get MY work done? I don't get it anymore. My work effects nearly everyone in our portion of the company, and yet I'm always the last on my list when it comes to getting requests and responsibilities set and out of the way. *growls* Well...on one hand, it's almost Friday. That means I get to grumble over the weekend, if I should choose to do so. I'll probably ball up that little wad of anger and hide it for a while tomorrow, since I did promise myself I'd relax poolside (and rainforest side) with girlfriends tomorrow (thank god for that).

Btw...if I sound like a broken record with the mindless rants, guess what? This is one of the best ways to release my anger these days (I'd rather do this than have a full on bitch fest with friends). Besides, if I were perfectly happy with work, I'd have to call up Satan, and ask him to check his ceiling for icicles.

On the home front, another broken record, but this one's just about fixed, and it's about darned time. I'm back on a good path with college, and and in the thick of my junior year. My new advisor, who gave me such relief during our meet told me the gist of switching to another degree to keep all of my credits, and even gave me a plan I could follow to cover all of the nonsense classes, as well as the ones that were aimed towards my specialty. He's also hinted that my loan coverage will go up (woah...that may not be good), but I figure with that, if I get an abundance of energy come fall, I'll just use it on more classes, and maybe I'll get to graduate mid to late next year. And speaking of school, I may pull something I would have thought was absolutely insane in previous years. Just to give myself an edge, I'll see if I can top my studies off with a Masters degree. Then maybe I'll make enough money to go pay for a fun *cough*artistic*cough* degree.

On the not so home front, I'm watching a morning show early today, and they casually mention London and attacks in the same sentence. I nearly drop my instant breakfast. What the?! So I check online, and tune in to Fox News. My skin turns pale, cold and clammy as I watch horrified accounts from passersby and the walking wounded. I can't believe people in this world would do such a thing. Wait...I take that back. They do, but I think even if I put myself in the position of those who caused these attacks (supposed offshoot of the imbisilic Al Queda network), I could never even fathom going forth with something so vile, so vicious. Why are these people so screwed up in the head? So backwards in their beliefs and their actions? I spent a good portion of the day making sure cohorts in London were alright, and thankfully the majority are accounted for. But still...people were hurt, some killed...wiped out in an instant. My thoughts and prayers are with them...their loved ones...and anyone who felt the grief that struck today. For the terrorists...I think you finally got the world's attention. Your ass is now grass...and we're the lawn mower.*

Quote for the day: - "She's so full of good intentions." (War of the Worlds - I'll wait for the dvd. Must catch the Wonkinator in a week!)

:: Jennifer 9:30 PM [+] ::

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*I am so frigging tired from the weekend. Kinda thankful Monday came so I could join the masses of walking dead dragging ourselves to work. Friday was a party and a half; One of my friends celebrated her birthday that evening, getting lots of silly, thoughtful gifts, and a few of us got these oddball cups with spinning lights in the bottom. I nearly made myself ill looking through mine after drinking my third tea. Guess I'll use it the next time I want to get drunk and hallucinate (which, in combination, may be never). Before, during and after, jokes abounded from a few of the gals who seemed fixated on every long, sword (or phallic-like) object we passed by (ok..me included). All in all, it was a hormone charged, humor filled night that could have lasted into the wee hours of the morning.

Fast forward to Saturday night, after a long day out (park hopping, shopping, cleaning), I'm watching a bit of tv, taking note that Dennis is once again, not going to hit the peninsula, but the feeder bands will provide us with a little sucker punch overnight. Oh joy. And without fail, 1:37am hits, one of my cats flies off the bed as a windblown downpour and thunderboomer begins, and I get up groggily, looking around for any items I hadn't turned off yet.

Sunday was somewhat boring, with tv (hurricane and blah movies, though Mythbusters kept my attention by debunking the Brown Note theory), homework and several failed attempts at getting a good night's sleep. I gave up around 11pm, switching on the radio to catch Love Line and Rob Zombie talking about something that made me laugh hard. Funny...I can't remember what it was. Anyhow, I still couldn't sleep after that. The air felt thick and sticky, even after I kicked off the sheet over my comforter (hint: I've found sleeping on top of my bed adornments and under a thin sheet provides me with a cool night's sleep...most of the time). I got a whopping 4 hours sleep, if that. This morning, I had to keep on my toes, with work coming out the ears that everyone was expecting at the same time. That, and my first week away from my presentation responsibilities was a bust. I ended up having to jump in as my cohort headed out to host another meeting. Eh...it was fun; the newbie was cool, and started out as a contractor. She was kind enough to show me up to her department (nearly two years here, and I still don't know my way around the place, as it's THAT big). So...after a long day's work, I come home, turn on one of my newish guilty pleasures (Felicity..?!), nosh on dinner, then a handful of bing cherries, and chill with the critters. No homework tonight...must get a little shuteye...sans sheets (felt like saran wrap)...anything else is fair game too.

I'll miss yah Humphrey boy (rip 7/9/05).

Quote for the day: - "Zzzzzzzz......"

:: Jennifer 8:30 PM [+] ::

  Hold on...I'm having a flashback:

*I managed to catch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory a few weekends back when it opened, savoring the directorial and musical delights, along with a good helping of air conditioning. While I did enjoy the movie, I also reflected on Willie Wonka as I watched it, noting the similarities, the differences (thank goodness Gene Wilder never tried impersonating Shari Lewis). I liked Johnny Depp's portrayal of Wonka; the oddball chocolatier with a sad childhood. It gave many an explanation as to why he was the way he was, locked up in his gigantic candy factory, supposedly all alone, no one knowing what he was up to, or if the Wonka plant were ever to open again. I got a kick out of the family too. This version of Charlie was sweet, though not as worthy of pity (the original Charlie Bucket was one of very few characters that literally drew an "awe" from my lips). I figured Helena would be in the movie (she is, after all, Tim's current muse), but was thrilled to see Noah Taylor as Mr. Bucket. Getting back to old versus new, I actually prefer the old one more. I appreciate Burton's style so much, but something about Willy Wonka will always hold a place in my heart. It was light-hearted, spooky, funny...a great mix, and a well matched cast.

Since the weekend of Charlie, there hasn't been much in the way of decent movies. I'm looking forward to the Dukes of Hazzard this weekend though, even though I feel it won't satisfy my movie fix (that'll come in November). I watched the show growing up, had a crush on both Luke and Bo, and always wanted to drive a car like they did (though in black - I didn't quite dig the confederate flag look).

A good friend recently got a move on, and in to a brand new home (TOLD YAH it'd happen *smiles*). Sounds like the home is fantastic, but one problem. The back sliding door (or screen?) wasn't hung right, and it left a small gap where nature's creepy critters could limbo through at their leisure. Nothing says fun like chasing down spiders and HUGE bugs in your new home, eh? She got it fixed a few days later, but still (gags)...spiders the size of cat paws aren't good. That's how Humpher's died (via spider bite, and a slow, painful demise. :()

I got into a shirt buying kick recently, shelling out money for a few that struck my fancy. Lots of Pirate shirts out there (Naughty Pirate,No Prisoners), and Vampiresque (Vampire Pirate), but nothing uber spooky. Meh, I'll keep searchin'. For now, it's time for bed. I had little sleep last night (typical...bloody Mondays). Gotta catch up.

Quote for the day: - "Mos Eisley Spaceport - you will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious.."

:: Jennifer 8:36 PM [+] ::

  Can I have a do over?!:

*I'm sitting here, just having finished homework (and I'm not caught up in my studies...that'll come this week). I flip through the channels, and come across the International, a golf tournament (yawn) held near where I used to live. And...I'm watching the frigging tournament. Part of me wants to be there right now, even if for an evening. I'd like to kick back on my parent's deck, sip a glass of lemonade, eat a bowl of homemade ice cream, and watch the sun set over the mountains. Instead...it's lemonade from my couch, waiting for my mini ice cream maker to have my vanilla concoction frozen, thankful that some of my "could have done once" activity for the week didn't come to pass. Thankful, but very sad. Anywho, I skipped out on a movie this weekend in favor of a little sun, and then headed to the local arts and crafts store for a few items for a shadow box in progress (Sleepy Hollow - Past Midnight). A few drawings are coming to fruition as well. Hopefully I'll have the sketches set soon, as a few might help with a project for next year (story boards).

My boss said something I didn't expect a few days back. In the midst of me feeling like royal crud for not having enough time nor energy to keep up with my projects, she pulls me aside, and profusely apologizes for not being around for me as much as she'd like to be. All I could do was answer humbly, and say her help when I receive it is doubly appreciated, because I've been tossed many new responsibilities, and that I'll be fine (hey...programmer's don't need help!). I'm not sure how much, in reality that I can take, but I'll surely call out to my cohorts if I'm in need of a second opinion, or even just someone to pop in to break up the monotony.

Quote for the day: - "Words are but the vague shadows of the volumes we mean. Little audible links, they are, chaining together great inaudible feelings and purposes."

:: Jennifer 6:26 PM [+] ::

  Thank God it's Thursday y'all. :

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Coming soon...a recap of learning about "How to Make Love", and "I'm back! I'm back!" *OOF* "My back...My back!"

Quote for the day: - "Today's expletive is brought to you by the letter 'F'."

:: Jennifer 8:00 PM [+] ::

  Make Love...With Back Pain:

Two weeks back, I headed out of work rather tense. I tried shaking off the fact that if I hadn't left half an hour after I was supposed to, I would have been stuck there til goodness knows when. The feeling stuck though, like gum to the sole of a shoe. I had to rid myself of this possible elation busting attitude, and fast! But where could I go for a mere hour before I met up with a good friend for a evening adventure?! Egads! I didn't have enough time to head to Disney and back (only if I wanted to circle one of their parking lots once, savor the air of amusement had by others, and then leave). So, I ended up at Universal Studios, where I swiftly headed into the single riders line of The Mummy, and waited.

And waited.

And waited some more, while an older lady dressed as a street urchin sang off tune to a slowly thinning line.

I FINALLY get on the ride, which I've been on several times, and all at once, the excitement pours over me. I'm on a ride on a work day, good times are to be had! We enter the ride, and get to the point where I know the cart is going to take off, and it does! And...I lean the wrong frigging way.

And I hurt my back. OUCH, I say as I exit. I figure "just a pinched nerve" or "pulled muscle", rubbing the middle of my back as I walk out of the park. I think little of it for the rest of the evening, figuring what I would do next would bring me more pain (of the foot variety). And what DID I do next?

I met up with a good friend clear on the other side of town, where I promptly purchased a book (Make Love..the Bruce Campbell Way). We get our tickets, and we're thrilled! That is, until we see our numbers. 504 and 505 (out of approximately 800 +, we were told later). Five hours of eating, sitting, standing, laughing and talking later, we end up at the literal FRONT of the line within the book store (the line wound its way through parts of the food court).

It's ten o'clock, and we're tired, slightly loopy (but who wasn't who was in line?), and ready to say hello to the man himself. That's when the store employees announce he has to make another quick exit to the movie theatre just a hop and skip away from us to give a brief spiel of his new movie (The Man With the Screaming Brain), and then he'd head back. So we wait. And wait. And wait some more. Then my friend and I joke with one of the store employees, noting it'd be funny if we could do a dry run of the signing. And he agrees (lol), so we proceed.

A full hour passes, and then Bruce emerges, having done his spiel, eaten pizza, used the store's restroom (which an employee exclaims rather loudly), and then heads back to the signing area, eager to meet his fans. I just hope he washed his hands. Anyhow, my friend and I head up together, completely forget anything we had hoped to say to him, but did bid him thanks, shook his hand, got our picture taken, books signed, and headed out (complete with the "goofy grin of a person who just met Bruce Campbell" look we'd been giggling at earlier in the evening.) Fun was had...we were tired, and each headed our separate ways to home. Hope to do that again sometime ma'am. Minus the 6 hour wait for a book signing though.

Back to the back. I figure after a few days, the pain will pass, but it doesn't. Then, I end up with pleurisy, and don't make the connection between the two until a week later (yes, if you've had it before, you can get it again by injuring yourself in just the right places). So, I'm wheezing and wincing, and I give up. I have to pay my doctor a visit. And I do, and am prescribed meds for the pain (ohh do they make me sleepy). I hold back on their request that I get a chest x-ray. For the weekend. Now, I'm in much more pain, can't take the meds at work (no sleeping on the job...darnit). I'll be getting that x-ray soon I hope, and with or without serious results from that, I cross my fingers, and aim to have my back healed as soon as it can be healed.

No wishing, no praying (that's saved for the Gulf Coast), I'm just willing it to heal. Heal, damn you! I'm kidding...it may take a while, but I hope I feel better soon.

Quote for the day: - "Humour is a rubber sword...you can make a point without drawing blood."

:: Jennifer 7:00 PM [+] ::

  It's not Monday?:

Just stepped out of the shower. The sky grew dark a while before sunset was due. Rain taps against the window pane; it could be soothing, in fact it will once I turn in for bed.

Right now it's just annoying as heck, and kinda dreary.

I have alot of thoughts on hurricane Katrina: the aftermath, but what use are they. So many are pointing fingers at such an early stage in this traumatic moment. We need to save the survivors, and bury those who perished before we start slinging mud. On the plus side, I heard alot of pets were being saved, even some who were separated from their owners. To whomever helped with that, you have my undying praise and thanks. Really really. To the folks who are just helping, rather than accusing - thank you too.

Onto movies - I don't know what to say about The Brothers Grimm that could even border on positive. It's the first movie I stepped away from (watching it in entirety) that left me yearning for a different take, or my two hours back. A friend noted on a messageboard that the movie's look and storyline were due in large part to the close watch of producers, watching and providing oodles of guidance to poor Terry Gilliam, I'm sure. God...how I loved his work; from Monty Python to Time Bandits, Brazil to the Adventures of Baron Munchausen (the latter of which I found uber unique). It's so sad to see a director's vision get stepped on by others. Sure, producers can flex some creative control over movies, but if they aren't creative, why can't they be happy to just work in the capacity of their position? *sighs* I see a flood of "becauses" after this, but this is how I see it. The folks with the money often have the final say. That's pretty darned crappy if you ask me.

On a more positive note, I was reminded to "go and see Transporter 2", as it opened this past weekend. And I did, gleefully awaiting the incredible car chases, and Jason Statham shirtless at some point in the movie. I wasn't disappointed with either, as the car chases, though near unbelievable at times, were fantastic, and Jas...er Frank (the lead character) did indeed have a scene sans shirt.

That lasted about ten seconds. (Damn he's hot.)

A few parts in the movie were silly. The blonde baddie who frolicked in her underwear while soaking her prey in a spray of bullets wasn't really needed, but ok, so she was a draw for the guys. And the plane scene at the end... don't even get me started on that. All in all though, it was a pleasant movie viewing experience. No sitting in the theatre, watching a movie bathed in a dull brownish glow, bad guys being killed by moving trees and a resurrected queen (Wait! She's pretty in the mirror!). C'mon...Candy Man was scarier than that, and a little funnier too.

Grr...the cats are anxiously awaiting bedtime. I so enjoy being in a blanket burrito, blocked on each side by purring furballs. (lol)

Quote for the day: - "To all of you who have started the finger pointing...where the hell were you?! I've been right here."

:: Jennifer 8:50 PM [+] ::

  Well we're movin' on up..:

(BIG yawn) Where was I...oh yes. I was a bit worn out this past week from work and studies, along with extracurricular work that is still in the making. That little wearing down gave the latest bug at work the prime opportunity to launch its attack on me (sadly, I'm not the only one). Anywho, I planned on heading out this morning after a long evening of rest courtesy of Tylenol Cold PM, got up, went through the typical morning routine, and was all ready to leave.

And there I stood in my kitchen, keys in hand, cell phone ready to go in my handbag.

"FORGET it", I said in full-on exhaustion.

I made myself breakfast, ate, and promptly fell back asleep, draped by my two feline cohabitants.

I did wake up, bleary (more like blurry) eyed just shy of 3pm, and then mustered up the rest of my energy (and focus...man was my sight gone) to haul my butt over to Best Buy. My dad reminded me the day before that indeed, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is out, so I bought that, then scuffled over to the section for digital cameras, where I balked at the prices of the memory cards (there are a few on sale online through BB - think I'll go that way for my new camera). I got the movie, and headed over fairly satisfied to Michaels, where I hoped to find a few more Halloween items out. And indeed more were out. I found a few themed jingle bell sets (little tiny bells, shaped like bats, ghosts and witches). These will be hung at the entrance to my office, in case folks would rather use those to announce their presence, instead of walking up to me, saying (or shouting) "hello", and scaring the bejesus out of me. By the time I got up to the line to purchase said bells (along with two little jack-o-lantern candle holders (99 cents apiece), I was sweating something fierce (feverish). I get back into my car, make my way through a drive through for food, and head back home. The mail finally comes...and huzzah, I got my Imagineering Field Guide to WDW (can't read it yet...eye's still blurry). So, I watch my movie, force feed myself (I'm not hungry), and feed bits of chicken to Frankie, as he enjoys sharing the meal when poultry or hamburger is involved.

Onto the moving part. I'm excited as the past week or so has given me notice that several of my friends have moved or will be moving, and I hope that brings them better times in their future. One friend moved east to west, and is now pounding pavement on the coast. I cross my fingers for her...hoping she'll get the chance to make the most of her life out there (and I want to visit sometime!!..lol). Another friend of mine is moving closer towards my area of town, which is fantastic! This will mean many more opportunities to hang with her, as well as other friends (schedules permitting of course).

I guess that's it for the moment. Time for more much needed rest. Hopefully tomorrow a friend will come through on his promise. If not, I can wait. His work is worth it, anyways. :)

:: Jennifer 8:15 PM [+] ::

  Oh good grief..:

My apartment is having...issues. The lights in my kitchen flicker. The repair guy has been over twice to fix it, and it's still not fixed. I think I'll give in, install a stereo in there and turn my kitchen into a discotechque (dead pans). My garbage disposal is busted (though in hindsight, when has it ever worked). A piece of it came undone over the weekend, and I had to fish it out of my drain. They don't have a replacement for it...yet. *sighs* Thank goodness I don't plan on cooking anything spectacular this week, otherwise I would be pitching a fit to the apt office first thing tomorrow. What kept me even tempered this evening? Busting my butt on studies (with CPR.org's classical music in surround sound). And NiN's Only beforehand...can't forget that.

quote: "It's so impulsive, but... I'll come. Why not? What's life without a little risk taking? Who knows?"

:: Jennifer 9:00 PM [+] ::

  Only You:

My friend passed along his work nearly on time...making for a exceptionally good week a few weeks back, and decent ones since then, chalk full of humor, getting to really know people, and learning more about myself. Since then, it's been alot of plugging away at work, frying my brain on school (I'm supposedly getting close to done...boy is that a surprise). Viewed Corpse Bride. I love the visual effects; Burton and team have really outdone themselves with updates to their stop-motion work (with a few cgi effects). However, the storyline lacked cohesiveness, the characters were pretty plain (with minor exceptions being Emily, and Victor's dog). Next time Tim, please don't think you can pass along a visually stunning piece of work that has no depth in its plot, no heart in its characters, and songs that cannot be understood (yikes to Danny Elfman). This had me looking forward to Wallace and Gromit alot more than I'd expected.

Got to hang out with friends alot these past few weeks. Wish they could stick around for month end.

I'm feeling it
I got a ton a time
You're movin your body
I'm reeling in
I gotcha on my line
You won't swim away this time

Cause you started it
And you seem into it
Don't you dare act surprised

Cause only you know what is on my mind
I wanna see you
I'm leaving on the lights
Don't go act all sweetness
Cause honey that's not right
Come on, you know oh oh
What is on my mind

You know the game
Your wearing it
And you make the rules
I'm breaking 'em
And it's feeling good
For sure you can't deny

Cause you started it
And you seem into it
Don't you dare act surprised

Cause only you know what is on my mind
I wanna see you
I'm leaving on the lights
Don't go act all sweetness
Cause honey that's not right
Come on, you know oh oh

It's human nature girl
It's how we turn the world
What better way to know that we're alive

Only you know what is on my mind
I wanna see you
So I'm leaving on the lights
Don't go act all sweetness
Cause honey that's not right
Come on, you know oh oh

You know what is on my mind
I wanna see you
So I'm leaving on the lights
Don't go act all sweetness
Cause honey that's not right
Come on, you know oh oh
What is on my mind

:: Jennifer 8:15 PM [+] ::

  Willmma!!! (Hope everyone's ok) :

My garbage (pronounced garr-baj by moi) disposal has been fixed for a few days, though the goofy rubbery drain protector (for the life of me, I can't remember the name, but who cares) isn't fixed to the drain. At least maintenance got one thing right. I still boogie to the beat in my own disco lighted kitchen though. Anywho, away from home, I caught Wallace and Grommit last week, and I really enjoyed it. The W&G effects team did a FANTASTIC job this go around, taking what is typically a short show (mostly 30 min) character duo and expanding their shenanigans into around an hour and twenty minutes. I get such a kick out of Wallace's clever but goofy (and oft-times misfiring) inventions. Grommit (in my eyes) is Britain's take on Snoopy. He's such a clever dog, and does his best to take care of Wallace. I give the film 3 (cat) paws up (the -1 is for a few slow moments with the hoity toity characters, played by Helena Bonham Carter and Ralph Fiennes). It definately earned a place in my dvd collection.

Back to home stuff...well, more along the lines of my studies. After a few days of nailbiting and waiting for my online application for school to friggin work for my math class, I get two extra days to finish up a course. I finish this evening with one of the toughest finals I've had since high school, and I aced it! (happy dance) I still don't quite get where this type of math (high level college algebra and statistics) factors into my daily life, as I don't plan on sending a rover to mars, or figuring out how many parts per million of a new disease discovered in Borneo can lay waste to an entire city, but eh..I feel smart. Soon, that feeling will fade away, as all that knowledge will leak out, being pressed out by new (somewhat pointless) information. Such is college. Up next...Halloween!!

quote: "Can you love a fool?"

:: Jennifer 10:49 PM [+] ::

  Just Follow My Nose :

Been under the weather just a tad for a few days. Today was terrible though. So many plans...utterly wasted because my head was in a fog (correction - filled with goo). My throat feels as though I scraped it with rough sandpaper, and my lungs are suffering from an invisible bear hug. I've felt worse, though this doesn't help me as of late. So, I headed home early today to try and catch some extra winks. And what did I do? Not sleep. *sighs* Hopefully the immobility I did have for a moment helps. Tomorrow I have alot of work to do, including a bit of extra techie and physical labor. If I could I'd drop the 2nd piece in a heartbeat, given how I feel, but I have to get all of it done. Year end is when we wrap all of our projects up (fun or not). Ah well, at least I had fun with friends over the weekend (friends and new cohorts + pricey, but good food + perfect weather = gooood nite).

quote: "What you truly want, only I can give."

:: Jennifer 8:08 PM [+] ::

  Has the World Gone Topsy Turvy? :

*turns my head sideways for a quick gaze* Ever wonder where extremely ODD ideas come from? This I would have pegged as creation from down under (pun totally intended), but in reality, this tradition started circa 1200 Europe.

With a 7 footer, I don't care which way it's pointed. My cats are still climbing it.

quote: "The devils are inside the walls."

:: Jennifer 8:08 PM [+] ::

  The Holidays Return - And the Temperature Drops:

I caught the latest Harry Potter movie (The Goblet of Fire) over the weekend, as the temperature started to plummet (was 80's, now it's 60's for highs). I was very impressed with this one compared to Prisoner of Azkaban. Many, including myself worried that the over 700 page book would not translate well to the big screen, getting bits edited out that would have the non-HP book reading viewers scratching their heads. Thankfully, this time the screenplay is more coherant, though some pieces are still left out (i.e. House Elves).

The teens in the storyline showed a good amount of angst and discomfort in situations that would make any young person blush or feel awkward. Especially poor Ron and the scene where he learned how to waltz. The new characters from the visiting schools were interesting, as was the tournament that took the (four) tri-wizard champions into death defying challenges. The movie had me giggling alot, not because of the excitement in seeing it, but because in the genuinely funny writing, much of it for the kids, and for Mad Eye Moody. The cemetary scene though...that I could never have prepared myself for. The chapter in the book left me with an aching pit in my stomach, but seeing it happen brought tears to my eyes (not a dry eye in the entire theatre). The only thing I didn't enjoy in the movie was Dumbledore. Michael Gambon's performance was just a bit on the cranky side this time around (too many thoughts in the pensieve, perhaps?). Despite that, I'm still looking forward to seeing it again.

Something else I managed to catch a few days back was the infamous pilot show for Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. Ugh! I understand why the pilot had to be redone, with a few actors switched out. The first pilot paid homage to the movie, it seems, and it most certainly didn't sit well with me. I'm glad Whedon smartened up the humor, and toned down the ditzy California Girl-esque attitude Buffy originally sported. That stereotype can gag itself with a spoon.

Lesse...what else is going on. Thankfully not too much (alot at work, as always). I'm staying in town for the holidays (packing, packing and more packing...to move a few blocks south). I'll be hanging with friends for the days that count, which will be nice. Tonight though, it be fun tales of fins and diving with a few pirate afficionados and their kin. Huzzah!

quote: "Now, Mr. Weasley , put your right hand on my waist."

:: Jennifer 7:00 PM [+] ::

  It's been (A)eons:

It's been quite a few moons since my last blog...and lots have happened. December and Christmas were a blur, spent hanging out with local friends, attempting a telecon with the family on the 25th (stupid echoing feedback - I'll be live this year). The fam didn't get me much per my request...but what I did get I'm happy to have, including money. January went by quick as a flash, leading up to vacation. And what an experience that was! I can say I hung out with some fantastic people, friends old and new, and sampled a bit of the world I hadn't seen before. I hope I get to go back...possibly next year. The week's since then have been extremely tough, with a continuation of packing, and the dissapointment over not getting to move where I wanted to (was told they're going condo). So, I opted for an updated unit at my place, and that took about a week before I pulled the plug on it. I don't feel as comfortable as I used to at this complex. I'm tired of the loud neighbors, the nearly constant horns blaring down the road as another accident or emergency beckons to the local fire station. That, and I was rear ended the first week of the year. My car's fixed, and looks absolutely gorgeous, but my spirit is broken. Once again, I'm left to drive with extreme caution on my mind, looking out for anyone who might be driving erratically. *sighs* Anywho, I have found another place, and am working to secure financing on that. If only my local complex would just hurry themselves a bit to give me my friggin deposit money back sooner rather than later. Buggers.

quote: "Say hello to Captain Happy and his Magical Buttocks..."

:: Jennifer 9:16 PM [+] ::

  Attaining the unattainable:

So, I started my second job over the weekend. I'd gather I'll have a good time, despite the possibility of long hours (to compensate for a payrate the likes of which I hadn't seen since I was in high school), or working late nights (oh, I am SO much fun at night...most of us get loopy when working late, and I'm right in that category). I just hope I start getting more hours after I get trained (c'mon...I can do this stuff with my HANDS TIED behind my back, blindfolded, skipping sideways). Anywho...waiting for the last word on buying a home. If that doesn't pan out for now, it's back to Rentsville, population...darned near all of us. Who owns these places anyway? The UAE? Ok...bad joke. On to something more positive, called the next dvd of Harry Potter (woo!). I shouldn't buy this right now, but if it's only $14.99 at Best Buy, I might as well treat myself (I have been VERY hard on myself lately). If I can get back into my newest class after my university's version of a spring break, I'll be watching HP one evening, relishing the latest of one of my favorite sets of movies (behind SW of course).

quote: "Humpty Dumpty was pushed."

:: Jennifer 6:40 PM [+] ::

  Welcome Home:

I heard that every time I headed back to the resort (Boardwalk with dad and the grand parental units, and mom in spirit). I heard that once at my new home, though I don't quite feel at home yet. I consider myself an organized person (not an uber neat freak), so the pile of boxes, bags and items I need to sift through and keep or pitch has me just a bit antsy. Anyhow, I did finish up on the move. Had a couple of recommended movers help me for a good price, though one guy (who, like I've said before for other blokes, is probably cute to 'somebody') started getting a little too fresh during the relocation of my belongings.

That's something I can tolerate, until the guy treads perilously near the creepifying line. This guy unfortunately didn't do that. He did a flying LEAP over it. So, Mr Creepy Mover got a check for payment, and shown the door in as polite (but not interested fashion) as I could muster. *shudders* Aside from that, I had myself a good time with the family shortly after moving. My grandparents, who are both in their late seventies and still doing quite well, ran my father and I ragged through parks. Not by dragging us zig-zagging from ride to ride, but by prompting us to slow down just a little to take in the sights and sounds at their pace. I'd equate it to doing crunches or curls at a super slow pace, causing muscles to ache and burn.

I watched my father shrink back into childhood, which was pretty darned funny. From the first night we all hung out together, he was nothing but a wad of anxious tension, giggling at me nervously on the side. "Now YOU know how it feels," I grinned right back. I love my grandpa...he's such a silly, unique person. Always has been. I watched him walk with us (typically trailing behind the pack, but I turned around often). He looked around lazily, fidgeting with his smoking pipe in his pocket, his bucket hat draped over his combover. He got to ride alot of attractions with us, and take in alot of amazing adventures. Even got to ride for the first time in a monorail - I got room for he and my dad for the very front. I hope he remembers those memories, as grandma says he tends to forget alot these days. Grandma on the other hand is full of energy, always something to say. It used to drive me up a wall as a teenager, but now I think "she's older, and she has her thoughts and opinions..I should listen to them while she's around, even if we don't agree". For the first time, I'm really starting to take in my interactions with them, and my older relatives. I've got my own little versions of Kodak moments now...hope I can remember them down the road.

I caught "V for Vendetta" at the end of the vacation (sans grand parents). Parts of it I liked, but parts seemed to be an attempted slap in the face to my own beliefs, and they weren't even true. The chancellor in the movie who ruled over the UK (or was it Great Britain?) was deemed a conservative. I thought of him as more of a dictator; a communist even (which I'd never compare to moderate conservatism). The communities shown in the movie weren't treated great (medical testing on specific folks who were deemed unsavories by the government - the majority died), but they could have been treated much worse. The rest of the country sat watching tv like very normal looking 'across the pond' kinda folks. I didn't quite get it, though when the little girl in the movie did say "bollux" to the chancellor and one of his speeches, I could understand that. "V", played by the delicious Hugo Weaving is a tortured soul, scarred for life and one of the few survivors of the medical tests (and firey disaster). He decides to take revenge into his own hands, and mold a young woman to his likeness (with a penchant for blowing up buildings to prove his point), minus the oogie looking skin. I liked a few of the parts where V and the young woman (Evey) talked, and seemed to get to know one another better without the political statements, but other than that, I found it to be one big confused statement. I didn't see this as a movie where replublicans went wrong. I thought they should have switched words to "more liberal" (remember - liberal politicians think humans can't think or do things for themselves - they're right part of the time), or "communist". Meh, I probably should have seen Ice Age 2 instead.

quote: "First came darkness, then came the strangers."

:: Jennifer 8:50 PM [+] ::

  Movin' On Up:

Looking for my new blog? Head on over to Intempesta-Nox and happy reading.

:: Jennifer 6:50 PM [+] ::