Because all week I've had the computer to myself and this is only my second entry. You know why? 'Cause I'm freakin' tired, that's why! Oh, and lazy.
The new editor started on Monday, and she's very nice, and she likes country music, so I think we should keep her. Plus she's somewhat familiar with our system, so that should be good too.
I got up early to take Rusty to the vet today, so I'm extra tired so I'm going to cut this very short. I'll tell the vet story next time, and I would bet Rusty's cookies that you'll laugh.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Monday, July 25, 2005
Breathing water
That's what it's like every time I step outside, and IT SUCKS! I'm sick of it! Stupid weather. This is going to be quick, because the computer is upstairs and it's too blasted hot to be up here right now - the window AC needs to work a bit harder, I think.
I've been quite productive in tracking down classmates, and it's been kind of trippy calling all these random people out of the blue, but I've kind of enjoyed it. And it makes me feel helpful.
I'm on my own this week, so I don't have to fight Dave for the computer so maybe I'll post more than usual ... but I won't make any promises.
I've been quite productive in tracking down classmates, and it's been kind of trippy calling all these random people out of the blue, but I've kind of enjoyed it. And it makes me feel helpful.
I'm on my own this week, so I don't have to fight Dave for the computer so maybe I'll post more than usual ... but I won't make any promises.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Reunion blues
My 10 year high school reunion is next month, and I'm not happy. It's not that I don't want to go, I do; it's that no real invitations were sent out. "They" decided to just send out e-vites, as far as I can tell, and I just don't think that was the best way to do it. For starters, even now, not everyone has e-mail. I graduated with 133 people, and let me tell you, there are NOT 133 people listed on that e-vite site. There are also NOT 133 people listed on classmates.com. So, it stands to reason that not everyone is going to hear about the reunion if done solely via e-mail, right?
I think I'm going to try and track people down that don't seem to be on any list. I'm usually halfway successful when I do this type of thing at work, so I'm crossing my fingers I have the same luck with this.
So, I'll start with this: Anyone from Olentangy High School Class of 1995, if you would like information about our 10 year reunion, which is on Aug. 13, please e-mail me and I will send you the info! My e-mail address can be found by following the link to my home page at the bottom of this post.
In other news, my car loan is officially paid off! Naturally, I will begin looking for a new one at the end of the summer, and hope to get a new one in early fall. The current car has an assload of recalls and crappy things, so I can't wait to trade it in towards something else. I'd like to get a convertible, but I'm concerned I'll get knocked up two years into a loan and not be able to get out of it or have anyone buy it out, and convertibles probably aren't the safest mode of transportation for infants. NOT THAT ANY ARE PLANNED IN THE NEAR FUTURE, SO DON'T ANYBODY START WITH ME!!!
In still other news, a new Web site started Tuesday with a list of missing adults in Ohio. Our family friend is on there. So, if anyone from OHS happens to be reading this, please pass the link amongst your friends in the old stomping grounds and ask them to keep their eyes and ears open. Thanks.
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I think I'm going to try and track people down that don't seem to be on any list. I'm usually halfway successful when I do this type of thing at work, so I'm crossing my fingers I have the same luck with this.
So, I'll start with this: Anyone from Olentangy High School Class of 1995, if you would like information about our 10 year reunion, which is on Aug. 13, please e-mail me and I will send you the info! My e-mail address can be found by following the link to my home page at the bottom of this post.
In other news, my car loan is officially paid off! Naturally, I will begin looking for a new one at the end of the summer, and hope to get a new one in early fall. The current car has an assload of recalls and crappy things, so I can't wait to trade it in towards something else. I'd like to get a convertible, but I'm concerned I'll get knocked up two years into a loan and not be able to get out of it or have anyone buy it out, and convertibles probably aren't the safest mode of transportation for infants. NOT THAT ANY ARE PLANNED IN THE NEAR FUTURE, SO DON'T ANYBODY START WITH ME!!!
In still other news, a new Web site started Tuesday with a list of missing adults in Ohio. Our family friend is on there. So, if anyone from OHS happens to be reading this, please pass the link amongst your friends in the old stomping grounds and ask them to keep their eyes and ears open. Thanks.
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Monday, July 18, 2005
Roundup
No, not the weed killer. A brief overview of recent events.
There's still no word on the family friend that's missing, aside from two people seeing him peek his head into a bar the Friday after he went missing. So, that makes things even weirder, in my opinion.
Rusty peed in the bedroom early Saturday morning (just before 2 a.m.) just as I was settling in to begin "Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince" (HBP). I was quite pissed. He's never done that before, and he'd better not do it ever again, or he'll get the boot!
Went to the family cookout Saturday on about three hours of sleep, but I didn't get too grouchy, surprisingly enough. It was nice to see everyone, and I even got to watch my parents, Dave, cousins, uncle, and other sundry people play cornhole and listen to lots of people make jokes pertaining to cornhole. We also listened to HBP on the way there and back, so the drive time didn't take too much away from the finishing of the book.
Which, by the way, I did around 2:30 a.m. Saturday. I must say, I am really not happy with J.K. Rowling at this moment. Dave and I kept saying "I don't like the way this book has started ... I don't have a good feeling about this ..." Not that the book is bad, mind you, just, well, we didn't like where we thought she was going with it. I kept hoping and hoping that what I thought was going to happen didn't happen, but it did. I bawled my eyes out toward the end when *NAME WITHHELD* died. (And if I just spoiled things a bit for anyone, I apologize, but where the hell have you been? Don't you read the papers? Rowling said ages ago that she was going to kill off another main character!)
Then today I got to go to work. Hooray! I also learned today that the little girl next door has started taking after her brother and repeatedly asking "What are you doing?" I can't figure out though if she's actually talking to the dog, or if she thinks my name is Rusty, or if she just calls both of us Rusty because she can't remember my name, because she kept saying "Rusty, what are you doing?" or "What are you doing, Rusty?" She just turned 3 so who knows what's in her head. But I am so looking forward to having two kids scream at me from their porch! Um, no, not so much.
There's still no word on the family friend that's missing, aside from two people seeing him peek his head into a bar the Friday after he went missing. So, that makes things even weirder, in my opinion.
Rusty peed in the bedroom early Saturday morning (just before 2 a.m.) just as I was settling in to begin "Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince" (HBP). I was quite pissed. He's never done that before, and he'd better not do it ever again, or he'll get the boot!
Went to the family cookout Saturday on about three hours of sleep, but I didn't get too grouchy, surprisingly enough. It was nice to see everyone, and I even got to watch my parents, Dave, cousins, uncle, and other sundry people play cornhole and listen to lots of people make jokes pertaining to cornhole. We also listened to HBP on the way there and back, so the drive time didn't take too much away from the finishing of the book.
Which, by the way, I did around 2:30 a.m. Saturday. I must say, I am really not happy with J.K. Rowling at this moment. Dave and I kept saying "I don't like the way this book has started ... I don't have a good feeling about this ..." Not that the book is bad, mind you, just, well, we didn't like where we thought she was going with it. I kept hoping and hoping that what I thought was going to happen didn't happen, but it did. I bawled my eyes out toward the end when *NAME WITHHELD* died. (And if I just spoiled things a bit for anyone, I apologize, but where the hell have you been? Don't you read the papers? Rowling said ages ago that she was going to kill off another main character!)
Then today I got to go to work. Hooray! I also learned today that the little girl next door has started taking after her brother and repeatedly asking "What are you doing?" I can't figure out though if she's actually talking to the dog, or if she thinks my name is Rusty, or if she just calls both of us Rusty because she can't remember my name, because she kept saying "Rusty, what are you doing?" or "What are you doing, Rusty?" She just turned 3 so who knows what's in her head. But I am so looking forward to having two kids scream at me from their porch! Um, no, not so much.
Monday, July 11, 2005
A truly sucky week
A friend of the family, a guy I've known for as long as I can remember, has been missing since sometime the night of July 3/morning of July 4. No one's heard from him, his credit cards haven't been used, his car hasn't turned up, nothing. This has been the main topic of conversation for the last several days whenever I talk to my parents, and they've been going to his parents' house the last few days. It's very strange to even be on the fringe of this kind of situation; I say fringe because although our parents have been friends since long before I was born, we didn't hang out in school. Anyway, if you happen to be reading this from the Columbus or Powell area, please keep an eye out.
To add to the rottenness of the week, Kim called Sunday morning to tell us that Charles' brother died in his sleep sometime Saturday night/Sunday morning. I feel really horrible for Charles all around, obviously, but also because his birthday was also Saturday and that's a really shitty thing to have to think of on his birthday for the rest of his life.
I really hope the rule of three doesn't apply here.
To add to the rottenness of the week, Kim called Sunday morning to tell us that Charles' brother died in his sleep sometime Saturday night/Sunday morning. I feel really horrible for Charles all around, obviously, but also because his birthday was also Saturday and that's a really shitty thing to have to think of on his birthday for the rest of his life.
I really hope the rule of three doesn't apply here.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
My kind of holiday
I like Monday holidays, as we don't have a Monday paper so I get Sunday off and have a real weekend. I did absolutely nothing productive on Saturday, which was lovely. On Sunday we pulled the weeds out of the one flowerbed we've done anything with, then planted some more flowers and put some mulch down. My legs are killing me from all the squatting, bending down, etc., but the flowers look nice. I got overheated though, so I had a headache most of the evening. I'm starting to think gardening is just too much damn work - let the weeds take over!
We did have another neighbor child incident Saturday, which ruined my laziness buzz. This time I had the dog outside and I was on the phone with Dave, trying to figure out what we were going to do for dinner (the Chinese restaurant we wanted take-out from was closed). I'm going through the phone book, and the neighbors get home. The little boy comes flying up to where we were, shouting as always, with a pencil with a shark head on the end, which he used to poke at and hit the dog. Then he threw the pencil at the dog into our yard, so Rusty grabbed it and ran off with it so he could eat it. Dave's asking me if I want this or that at a different restaurant but I could hardly hear him. I told him to hold on because I had to get the kid's toy from the dog so the dog didn't eat it because he'd thrown it at Rusty, trying to say this loud enough so that the mother hears me. Then Dave and I hung up and I took the dog inside and slammed that door as hard as I could because DAMMIT PEOPLE I'M TIRED OF THIS!
What happens when the kid pokes my dog's eye out because he doesn't listen when you tell him not to hit or poke the dog with sticks? Do I get to sue them?
Anyway, mostly a nice, quiet holiday weekend. I guess that was to gear me up for the next two weeks at work - we'll be down a person due to vacations both weeks, and we were last week too. But I'll try not to complain too much, since I was just on vacation too.
We did have another neighbor child incident Saturday, which ruined my laziness buzz. This time I had the dog outside and I was on the phone with Dave, trying to figure out what we were going to do for dinner (the Chinese restaurant we wanted take-out from was closed). I'm going through the phone book, and the neighbors get home. The little boy comes flying up to where we were, shouting as always, with a pencil with a shark head on the end, which he used to poke at and hit the dog. Then he threw the pencil at the dog into our yard, so Rusty grabbed it and ran off with it so he could eat it. Dave's asking me if I want this or that at a different restaurant but I could hardly hear him. I told him to hold on because I had to get the kid's toy from the dog so the dog didn't eat it because he'd thrown it at Rusty, trying to say this loud enough so that the mother hears me. Then Dave and I hung up and I took the dog inside and slammed that door as hard as I could because DAMMIT PEOPLE I'M TIRED OF THIS!
What happens when the kid pokes my dog's eye out because he doesn't listen when you tell him not to hit or poke the dog with sticks? Do I get to sue them?
Anyway, mostly a nice, quiet holiday weekend. I guess that was to gear me up for the next two weeks at work - we'll be down a person due to vacations both weeks, and we were last week too. But I'll try not to complain too much, since I was just on vacation too.
Friday, July 01, 2005
I thought I was safe.
And then MB broke the rules and tagged me, too. So I guess my assignment is to list my current six favorite songs and then pick six others to do the same.
OK, my songs are, in no particular order:
1. Redneck Woman by Gretchen Wilson
2. Beer for My Horses by Toby Keith and Willie Nelson
3. You'll Think of Me by Keith Urban
4. Break Down Here by Julie Roberts
5. Speed by Montgomery Gentry
6. When You Come Back to Me Again by Garth Brooks
I think I'll be blaring the country music this weekend, thanks to this.
Now I'm supposed to tag six others. Problem with that is I don't know six other bloggers ... I admit it, I'm a lurker and love to read but never comment! I like to browse through MB's blogroll, but I thought it would be quite rotten to use her list here since she found them.
Anyway, since I don't have a lot of options for tagging, I'll choose Tasha and if any of her fellow bloggers feel like doing it, they can too!
I didn't get around to checking out the picture stuff here yet, so maybe that'll be my weekend project whilst bringing down the roof with fiddles and steel guitars. Or maybe I'll look at that flickr thing. In reality, I probably won't do either, but at least I'm thinking about it.
So, guess what? Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince comes out in two weeks! I absolutely can't stand it! I saw a picture at work Wednesday night of stacks and stacks and stacks of the books at a warehouse somewhere on the East Coast (AP wasn't allowed to disclose the location), and I was so fucking jealous of the people standing next to them! Do you think any of them snuck a peek at the first chapter? I WOULD! I wouldn't be able to stop myself! All those books, begging to be read! And Jim Dale, the guy who records them on tape, he's already done the tapes and knows what happens! I have never wanted to be a British man before now. (That means I want to be Jim Dale, for those of you who are having trouble keeping up)
For Order of the Phoenix, I stayed up until about 7 a.m. reading, got a bit of sleep, and had that thing finished by the end of the day. And it is quite a hefty book, ya know.
The worst thing is that my uncle is having a family cookout the day Half Blood Prince comes out, and I'm pretty sure many aunts and uncles, not to mention my parents, would be a bit pissed if we didn't go because I had to spend the day reading. So, Dave is still going to get the book at midnight, along with the tapes, I'm going to read the first chapter as soon as he gets home, and then we'll listen to the book on the way to my uncle's house. And maybe I'll hide in a corner with the book book, because I really just cannot wait to read the damn thing! Two Weeks!
Oh yeah, and my birthday is in one week. But in two weeks I'll know who the half blood prince is and who dies! Priorities people!
OK, my songs are, in no particular order:
1. Redneck Woman by Gretchen Wilson
2. Beer for My Horses by Toby Keith and Willie Nelson
3. You'll Think of Me by Keith Urban
4. Break Down Here by Julie Roberts
5. Speed by Montgomery Gentry
6. When You Come Back to Me Again by Garth Brooks
I think I'll be blaring the country music this weekend, thanks to this.
Now I'm supposed to tag six others. Problem with that is I don't know six other bloggers ... I admit it, I'm a lurker and love to read but never comment! I like to browse through MB's blogroll, but I thought it would be quite rotten to use her list here since she found them.
Anyway, since I don't have a lot of options for tagging, I'll choose Tasha and if any of her fellow bloggers feel like doing it, they can too!
I didn't get around to checking out the picture stuff here yet, so maybe that'll be my weekend project whilst bringing down the roof with fiddles and steel guitars. Or maybe I'll look at that flickr thing. In reality, I probably won't do either, but at least I'm thinking about it.
So, guess what? Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince comes out in two weeks! I absolutely can't stand it! I saw a picture at work Wednesday night of stacks and stacks and stacks of the books at a warehouse somewhere on the East Coast (AP wasn't allowed to disclose the location), and I was so fucking jealous of the people standing next to them! Do you think any of them snuck a peek at the first chapter? I WOULD! I wouldn't be able to stop myself! All those books, begging to be read! And Jim Dale, the guy who records them on tape, he's already done the tapes and knows what happens! I have never wanted to be a British man before now. (That means I want to be Jim Dale, for those of you who are having trouble keeping up)
For Order of the Phoenix, I stayed up until about 7 a.m. reading, got a bit of sleep, and had that thing finished by the end of the day. And it is quite a hefty book, ya know.
The worst thing is that my uncle is having a family cookout the day Half Blood Prince comes out, and I'm pretty sure many aunts and uncles, not to mention my parents, would be a bit pissed if we didn't go because I had to spend the day reading. So, Dave is still going to get the book at midnight, along with the tapes, I'm going to read the first chapter as soon as he gets home, and then we'll listen to the book on the way to my uncle's house. And maybe I'll hide in a corner with the book book, because I really just cannot wait to read the damn thing! Two Weeks!
Oh yeah, and my birthday is in one week. But in two weeks I'll know who the half blood prince is and who dies! Priorities people!
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