January 25th, 2005

bluecat

Wake up, smell the cat food!

Nearly every morning, for as long as I can remember, I've awoken with a random song in my head.

For many years, I attributed it to my clock radio. But since I moved, we've been using a regular alarm.

This morning's song: Don't Let's Start by They Might be Giants.



Z had a girl over yesterday afternoon. She's really sweet. "Just friends," he says. I had to make a run to the stupormarket to pick up a few things... but didn't want to leave them, um, alone. P phoned me and told me to just go, though, so I did.

I started freaking out as soon as I pulled away from the house. What were they doing? Where were the adults? Don't deflower my sweet young innocent baby! Just... NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Jesus Louise. Get a freakin' grip, ldy! :P

When the HELL did I develop these bizarre maternal instincts?! And why does "being alone with a girl" provoke the same visceral reaction as "jumping a skateboard across the Grand Canyon?"

Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot!



I made meatballs for the first time last night. Note to self: YOUR OVEN IS THE APPROXIMATE TEMPERATURE OF HADES, REGARDLESS OF THE SETTING. PLEASE ADJUST COOKING TIMES ACCORDINGLY ALREADY.

Other than the overcooking part, oh, and the not-having-any-breadcrumbs-and-having-to-use-old-croutons-and-saltines, they were pretty good! I won't bother with Barilla sauce again, though.

This is the recipe I sorta-kinda used.



Max and I used to cuddle together every night. Since Gracie moved in, however, she's taken over, and Max has been sleeping downstairs.

Last night, he slept with me again. He even got up, went downstairs for breakfast, and came back to snuggle for awhile.

I missed my Maxman so much :)



Don't, don't, don't let's start; this is the worst part... MAKE IT STOP, FOR G-D'S SAKE, MAKE IT STOP

All my CDs are still packed away. I may just have to download it (it's not like I don't actually own it already).

Done! Love that cable modem :)



Hee. Max just jumped on my lap! He's been so much more... youthful since we moved. I'm really happy that he's so pleased.

However, there is this teensy weensy issue with not being able to work very well with a cat on my lap.

Part of the perils of telecommuting, I suppose!

Maxman is just kissing and kissing and kissing me. Hee! He's such a Good Boy :)



What have I been reading lately? Let's see...

Last book: Salt is Leaving.

Jeez. This. Book. Took. Forever. And. It. Wasn't. Very. Good. But. I. Felt. Compelled. To. Finish. It. Because. I. Hate. Not. Finishing. Books. But. Dammit. I'll. Reconsider. My. Position. Next. Time.

Actually, it wasn't so horrible, really, though I did find sections frustratingly awkwardly-written (yeah, like that). I'll say this much for it: The characters will stick with me for a good long while, and I'll probably remember it for a longer time than some of the better books I've read.

Current book: MacCarthy's Bar

This book is so incredibly awesome, that I've barely begun it, and I'm already suspecting that it will be too short and I'll have to find his next one for another fix.



How, exactly, does one type with a cat on one hand?

I know that a lot of people on LJ type one-handedly... but I don't think it's due to a fat pussy.

Wait.



Don't don't don't let's start-- this is the worst part... To believe for all the world that you're my precious little girl... But don't don't don't let's start-- I've got a weak heart and I don't get around how you get around...
  • Current Music
    They Might Be Giants - Don't Let's Start
tipsy

Too weak, too rare, never!

I'm going to Nashville March 11 for the day.

I may be going to San Francisco March 18th for the weekend.

Sadly, this would preclude me from attending Arkanstock. But San Fran? With my sweetie and Dr. Ben? Maybe even with Zack if we can swing it?

Yeah :)

Speaking of Zack, I've gotten nothing done in the last hour two hours because we keep IMing (and drooling) over these:
OMFG JOHN PETRUCCI ERNIE BALL 7-STRING GUITARS

There happens to be one on ebay atm... exactly the one we want, oddly enough...
OMFG JOHN PETRUCCI ERNIE BALL 7-STRING GUITAR IN RED PEARL BURST W/ PIEZO PICKUP

Hey, what's this "we" stuff? I don't play guitar!! O_O



[17:12] Zman: WSAAAAAAAH
[17:12] Zman: MINE MINE MINE
[17:14] Zman: reserve at 1100$!
[17:14] Zman: I could so get that
[17:15] Zman: awwww damn
[17:15] Zman: people have already started bidding...
[17:15] LdyLemontini: It's already up to 1125, and there are AT LEAST two interested bidders watching this thing like a hawk.
[17:15] Zman: :-(...
[17:15] LdyLemontini: And it's only been listed for 21 hours.
[17:15] LdyLemontini: 144 hours to go...
[17:16] Zman: *sniffle*...
[17:16] Zman: :'(...
[17:16] Zman: I got excited
[17:16] Zman: argh
[17:16] LdyLemontini: I know, honey. It's gonna be OK. *rocks you gently, hand you a tissue*
[17:16] Zman: I definitley could have gotten AT THE BARE MINIMUM 900$
[17:16] LdyLemontini: *pat pat*
[17:16] Zman: if i was going to sell my current guitar
[17:16] Zman: and i have 120$ in pocket
[17:17] Zman: ROAR
[17:19] Zman: I hate people.
[17:19] Zman: lol
[17:19] LdyLemontini: Even used supremes go for a grand or more, if in good condition.
[17:19] LdyLemontini: NOT THAT YOU"RE SELLING YOURS>
[17:19] LdyLemontini: faslk;dla;k djfa kldfnakflawwlkjarfa
[17:19] Zman: lol
[17:20] LdyLemontini: Oh, hell. Aren't I supposed to be working?
[17:20] Zman: ha
[17:21] Zman: bu'...bu'...but but....bu'...
[17:22] LdyLemontini: YOU CAN FOLD TOWELS AS YOUR PENANCE FOR BLASPHEMY, CHILD. Preferably, after I've washed them.
[17:22] Zman: lol
[17:23] Zman: Zman: i got it for christmas from her and my dad
Zman: I don't think I can sell it
screennameivechangedhere: oh true...
screennameivechangedhere: but the other ones so pretty
[17:23] Zman: lol
[17:23] Zman: screennameivechangedhere: speaking from a lil' groupies point of view
[17:25] LdyLemontini: Heheheh!
[17:27] LdyLemontini: Oh, well, if it's going to impress the GIRLS, then that's DIFFERENT! (...not!)
[17:27] Zman: lWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
[17:27] Zman: *relentless gracey crying*
[17:28] LdyLemontini: Oh, no! He's become the child from the condom commercial!
[17:28] Zman: lol
[17:28] LdyLemontini: Quick! Run away!
[17:28] Zman: great commercial
[17:28] LdyLemontini: Yeah

[18:11] Zman: http://www.johnpetrucci.com/images/equipment/jppedalboard.jpg
[18:11] *** Auto-response sent to Zman: I am currently away from the computer.
[18:11] Zman: ...
[18:11] Zman: I hate him...
[18:21] LdyLemontini: Ooooooooooooh
[18:21] Zman: ...
[18:21] Zman: it's j/ not fair...
[18:22] LdyLemontini: It's absolutely fair. And your pedal board will be bigger than his by the time you're his age, and you can go to his house or the rock 'n roll retirement home and laugh at him. OK?
[18:23] Zman: funny
[18:23] Zman: stephanie said the same thing
[18:24] Zman: :-D
[18:24] LdyLemontini: Well, laughing at an elderly John Petrucci is a fairly common dream.
[18:24] Zman: hahaha

We love the John Petrucci. Honest we do.



On a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT topic, I may have the... opportunity? to do some marketing work for the company that makes the "Clinical Orgasm Muscle Exerciser," or... COME for short.

http://www.come.at

Get this: the developing scientist's name is Dr. Stifter (teehee).

I am SO not making this up.

Heavens. They even have ecards. And free porn! And a faq which answers the burning question we've all been asking: "How do I clean C.O.M.E.?"

Infomercial, ho!
  • Current Music
    They Might Be Giants - Don't Let's Start