Tuesday, May 31, 2005
listie mclist
due to many factors including some other blogs i have read, i have been inspired to make a list! i'm not sure how long the list will be, or exactly what it will be about, but i do know one thing: it will most likely revolve around ME.1. i love tea i make it almost every workday at 10 am
2. i have had an “emergency” donut in my purse for about 2 days now. thank goodness there has been no emergency.
3. i knew my husband's high school best friend when we were 3 years old. he was the best man at our wedding.
4. i will sell my body for dark chocolate but have yet to be propositioned to do so. (it would have to be an unreasonable amount of chocolate for the transaction to take place.)
5. i will only open banana's upside down. this helps me to avoid eating that little pokey thing in the bottom of them.
6. i basically memorize movies the first time i watch them. every funny line will come out of my mouth within the next 24 hours. i promise.
7. contrary to popular opinion, i was not named after a character from the tv show bewitched.
8. my favorite "lunch meat" is sushi. deal with it.
9. i am sort of embarrassed to say that i own the soundtrack to "top gun." i don't really remember how i acquired it, but i do know that i did not buy it and that i don't have the case.
10. i do not untie my shoes when i take them off. i usually just push them off at the heel with the toes of my other foot. i know this is bad for my shoes, but i do it anyway.
11. my favorite fizzly drink it strawberry lime jones soda. before i buy a jones, i look through all of the available bottles in my flavor of choice in order to pick out the best label (if you don't know what i am talking about, visit the jones soda webpage.
12. i do not wear contacts or glasses, although i might need them . . . have you ever tried to ride in the car with me while i was driving on a rainy, dark night?
13. the last movie i saw in the theatre was "the aviator" (at laurelhurst theatre for $3!). "the way of the future . . ."
14. number 13 was true until last weekend. i went and saw "madagascar." it was cute. "i like to move it move it."
15. my middle name is abigail.
16. the rank is back.
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Friday, May 27, 2005
ok, i have a question:
what the &%*# does it mean to "dress to the nines"? what does it look like? how would one do it? does it hurt?i need answers here people. and pictures.
kudos go to the person with the best answer occompanied by a link to perfect illustration.
thanks for your help!
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Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Rex Manning Day!
i think it should be today . . .
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Monday, May 23, 2005
what do yoda, aslan and laura ingals wilder have in common?
so, with all this hype about episode III, i thought i'd chime in and discuss my favorite part about the film. truth be told, i haven't seen it. but my husband did and he told me some about it. my favorite part so far was that he told me that he saw a preview for "the lion the witch and the wardrobe" being released in the theatres in december (click here, here, or on the title of this blog for more info)!you can watch the trailer here.
if you know me very well at all or have read my blogger profile, you will know that i quite enjoy anything by c.s. lewis (my favorite being "till we have faces." go. read it now. you wont be able to put it down). i have also been dissapointed so far with how the narnia series has been rendered on the screen. the animated version and the bbc adaptation were sufficient when i was 7, but now that i've seen what they can do with lewis' contemporary tolkein's work and the current day screen adaptations of harry potter, i have three words to say about this new undertaking: it's. about. time.
ok, so two words and a contraction, but still. you get the picture.
what was your favorite book series as a kid? i promise that i wont make fun of you if you say the "little house on the prarie" books.
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Thursday, May 19, 2005
who's that girl?
tomorrow night is the night . . .
after a looooong week of four mid-terms and one kinesiology quiz, i am going to relax and part at the mcmenamin's kennedy school's friday night 80's prom.
it's gonna frickin' rock! i got my outfit a few days ago at the buffalo exchange near hawthorne.
I am totally doing my hair like this:
and my outfit will be something like this only black and red instead of white:
add some fishnets and ankle top boots, some awesome 80's music, some great friends and beer all to the equation and you've got one rockin' night!
i know what you're thinking, you want to come party too huh? go ahead! you're only $10 away from a totally tubular night!
radical!
p.s. see the comments section for a conversation starter question that could turn in to loads of bloggin fun and memories! :)
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Wednesday, May 18, 2005
fox force five strikes again!
click here then here and then finally here for the complete details about our team Fox Force Five and our adventures in the world of fighting breast cancer.p.s. sorry for the short posts as of late. i am in mid-terms week at school and work has sort of been off the normal schedule as well. more of the usual blogity blog later!
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Monday, May 16, 2005
this is my "nephew" trey
isn't he the cutest of EVER???
p.s. he's not really my nephew. but i am his auntie tabitha.
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i know he's a jerk and his music sucks . . .
. . . but he's beautiful.
friday night lenny kravitz was here performing at the schnitz. my husband was at work friday afternoon near SE 28th and burnside (cool area of town, you know) and he looked out the window and saw this guy getting out of a car. he started walking across the street. jay walking across the street. my husband thought to himself, "that guy looks familiar . . . he's beautiful."
then two junior high girls who were in the building ran out and ran after him, returning to report that he was indeed lenny kravitz and that he had "all the right things in all the right places."
so, that's my story. my husband saw lenny kravitz jaywalking across burnside on friday.
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Friday, May 13, 2005
since breanna has disappeared . . .
i thought i'd update you on the finger story she was so obsessed about.they've identified the owner of the finger. here's a link
to an article about it.
gross.
NOTE: THE LINK IN THIS BLOG HAS BEEN FIXED. it should take you to the article now. sorry about that.
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Thursday, May 12, 2005
reminder
this sunday is the "strides against breast cancer" walk that my team (Fox Force Five) and i are participating in. it is not too late to join our team or donate to the cause!at least check out the event's home page and consider being involved next year.
who knows? you might get a hat for being a team leader!!
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good news!
my grandma came home from the hospital yesterday! she is doing much better, and my mom is soooo happy.she has an oxygen tank and a heart monitor and needs lots of rest. the doctor said she needs to move to a lower altitude and change her eating habits to help her heart and lungs stay healthy.
all of my mom's brothers and sisters were able to fly out to colorado and be with their parents this week. my two uncles are still out there helping my grandpa fix up and clean up the place. my mom and two aunts helped to clean up the house while they were up there as well as help them buy some things they have been needing for a while.
i think they are considering moving back out to oregon, but change is hard i suppose. my grandpa is around 80 years old and doesn't like change.
but they did get him to start smoking outside especially because of my grandma's oxygen tank and the hazards involved there.
good news. thanks for the prayers and good thoughts and energy.
"Art as Flirtation and Surrender"
In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
~Rumi
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Wednesday, May 11, 2005
spamalot on broadway
ripped off from monty python's search for the holy grail movie . . .wish i could afford to go to new york . . .
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headphones debut album released yesterday!
started out their tour with a free show at sonic boom in seattle last night . . . unfortunately, i missed that. but i did listen to their live performance on KEXP radio yesterday afternoon. good stuff.they will be performing here on june 11th (the same day as eric and niki's wedding!) at the doug fir. hopefully, i can make both events . . .
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Monday, May 09, 2005
aahhhh the small things . . .
i got a new stapler for my office today.
it's a swingline.
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Saturday, May 07, 2005
happy mother's day . . . ?
so my mom called me tonight in tears.
her mom had a major heart attack today and is in a coma in colorado.
two hours later, i finished helping her purchase tickets for my dad and her to fly out to colorado tonight so they can be with my grandpa. all of her other siblings are working on getting out there as soon as they can.
the doctors are expecting the worst at this point.
so, if you pray, please do it for my mom and her brothers and sisters and my grandpa and especially for my grandma. if you don't pray, send good energy or thoughts, please.
at least my mom's whole family will be together on mother's day this year. i hope they can spend it celebrating with a healthy and alive grandmother.
"My Burial Ground Will Invite You to Dance"
If from my dust wheat springs
And you make bread from this wheat, it'll make you drunk.
Both dough and baker will become mad
And the oven will sing songs of drunkards.
If you come in pilgrimage to my tomb,
My burial ground will invite you to dance:
My brother, don't come without a tambourine
There's no seat for grief at the Feast of God.
Death sleeps in the ground, its jaws bound tightly,
It has fallen down drunk from the opium of the Friend.
When you tear off this shroud and match it to your height,
You'll discover a wine shop in your own soul:
From all sides will ring an ecstatic tumult of lutes.
Doesn't every action necessarily breed its effect?
God has created me from the wine of love;
I am that love itself, although death has made me dust.
I am drunkenness, my essence is this mystic wine.
Tell me then, what breeds wine if not drunkenness?
Around and around the tower of the spirit of Shams of Tabriz
My soul keeps on and on flying without stopping a moment.
Odes.
--Rumi
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Friday, May 06, 2005
click here . . .
. . . for the link to the office space article i was talking about in this blogsay it don't spray it 8:57 PM
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Thursday, May 05, 2005
landlocked blues
so, on my way work today i was listening to one of my bright eyes albums (i'm wide awake it's morning). conor is an amazing lyricist! this album especially is always giving me chills.
And the future hangs over our heads
And it moves with each current event
Until it falls all around like a cold steady rain
Just stay in when it’s looking this way
one song in particular on this album has really touched me over the last month or so. it deals honestly with the restlesness that i see people my age all around me experiencing and that i experience within myself as well.
And the moon’s laying low in the sky
Forcing everything metal to shine
And the sidewalk holds diamonds like the jewelry store case
They argue walk this way, now walk this way
it makes sense that since conor is my age that i would relate to his lyrics so extremely. i really believe that around this time in life, reality really is beginning to creap through, disillusionment with the world is growing, restlessness over feeling "trapped" is building. we are realizing that life and culture and the world are telling us that it is time to "settle down" and "grow up." but at the same time, we see where people are ahead of us that have bought those phrases. and we see that they are just as restless and unfulfilled as we are.
And Laura’s asleep in my bed
As I’m leaving she wakes up and says
“I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave
Baby don’t go away, come here”
and so we are rushing around all of the time, trying to really live our lives before they are gone, but we realize that in the rush, we've missed life. it has slipped by us in our hurry to be fulfilled.
And there’s kids playing guns in the street
And ones pointing his tree branch at me
So I put my hands up I say “enough is enough,
If you walk away, I’ll walk away”
And he shot me dead
we start to realize that there is a bigger picture out there. we haven't stopped believing that we can make a difference. that we can fight for change. impact the future. we are just becoming a bit discouraged. but we haven't given up.
I found a liquid cure
From my landlocked blues
It’ll pass away like a slow parade
It’s leaving but I don’t know how soon
And the world’s got me dizzy again
You think after 22 years I’d be used to the spin
And it only feels worse when I stay in one place
So I’m always pacing around or walking away
I keep drinking the ink from my pen
And I’m balancing history books up on my head
But it all boils down to one quotable phrase
If you love something, give it away
life can't be as cliche as it seems. it can't be so unfulfilling as it has turned out to be. searching searching searching. we've learned what they've tought us, but it's done us no good, because they never taught us how to put it to use.
A good woman will pick you apart
A box full of suggestions for your possible heart
But you may be offended and you may be afraid
But don’t walk away, don’t walk away
we learned from our parents how to not to love. we learned from our parents how not to give in to "the man." we learned from are parents how to get tired, give up, and grow old. and that is not what we want to become. but we can feel ourselves becoming that way.
every day, i am more like my mother.
We made love on the living room floor
With the noise in background of a televised war
And in the deafening pleasure I thought I heard someone say
“If we walk away, they’ll walk away”
But greed is a bottomless pit
And our freedom’s a joke We’re just taking a piss
And the whole world must watch the sad comic display
If you’re still free start running away
Cause we’re coming for you!
and we look at this world that has been all set in place for us, and we wonder how we will take care of it when it is fully our turn . . . there is so much work that has been laid out for us. so many mistakes to fix, examples to follow or to avoid. it makes me sad to think of how others can impact my future so extremely. i am in awe everytime i have travelled out of the country and realized exactly what people think of me just because i am an american. nothing i have done has caused that opinion, but i have a reputation that preceedes me whether i like it or not. whether i support it or not. we've got work to do.
are we ready? have we prepared ourselves? i don't know . . .
I’ve grown tired of holding this pose
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
So I’m making a deal with the devils of fame
Saying let me walk away, please
You’ll be free child once you have died
From the shackles of language and measurable time
Then we can trade places, play musical graves
‘Till then walk away walk away walk away
So I’m up at dawn
Putting on my shoes
I just want to make a clean escape
I’m leaving but I don’t know where to
I know I’m leaving but I don’t know where to
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Tuesday, May 03, 2005
i'm glad that's over
i used to work for this guy who had this constant, nervous blink.and he lied about everyone. he never had anything good to say. he made up stories about people like his old employees and stuff and told them to me, hoping i would be sucked in to his little world of drama. it drove me nuts.
and he wouldn't buy nice coffee for the office, so i brought in my own (my husband has turned me in to somewhat of a a coffee snob). and he calls me in my office from his cell one afternoon to tell me that he is expecting some clients and "i'm going to need you to go ahead and brew some of your nice coffee for them" . . . and because i don't stick up for myself i went ahead and brewed it, all the while brewing resent inside of my head.
and he was horrible about paying us on time (he was the owner of his own business), so i never knew if my rent check would be late or not.
and he told me he needed to "cut costs" and "downsize the company" by "letting me go," but when i interviewed for a new job somewhere else, he told them that i quit on my own decision partly because i was going back to school and because the drive was too long (i wasn't going back to school! i didn't make the choice to try to find a new job--not that i am angry that i don't work for him anymore, mind you). but there he went, lying about me just like he lied about everyone else.
and it took him over 2 months to give me my final paycheck--and i KNOW that's illegal. final paychecks are supposed to be issued at the end of the week that an employee is let go. and he knew i was poor, was looking for a job, and had bills to pay.
yeah, sometimes i pretend all that never happened.
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Monday, May 02, 2005
my friday afternoon lunch break
i went to lunch with the ladies from work. we went to burgervillewhile in line to order our food, alicia got a call on her cell phone from her husband. he called to tell her that they were going to be able to go to las vegas and MEET lenny kravitz
filled with a tiny bit of jealousy, i ate my yummy chicken strips and fries and slurped my smoothie (not that you were wondering, but i chose the chicken strips because i am trying to avoid eating beef when i can, and the last time i got a garden burger at burgerville, i threw up for the entire day--could have been food poisoning, could have been the flu . . .)
on the way back to work from lunch, alicia and i stopped at the gas station because i was on E and my rear passenger side tire was a little low on air. actually, i had been having problems with a slow leak in this tire for a while and i was pretty frustrated about having to fill it with air about once a week . . . so i go to the same place i always go to fill my tire. they have a free air pump, so i'm not spending 50 cents a week to get air in my tire. but this time, something didn't seem right, before i realized exactly what was happening, i had less air in my tire than before . . . the pump had been broken and, instead of putting air in the tire, it let more air out.
alicia and i approached the gas pumper man and inquired whether the pump was working or not. he said, "it's broken, sorry."
broken? there is no sign that says it is broken! what did they think we were doing parked over there for so long? having a party? why didn't someone walk over to us and say, "hey, that's broken" before all the air was out of my tire and i was unable to drive my car for fear of ruining the rims?
all the gas station attendant did was point us across the street to a mechanic that specialized in tires. very used to the situation (it must happen frequently) the friendly mechanic walked back across the street with us with a portable air pump in hand and filled my tire. he then told us it would only cost $8.50 to get the thing fixed. geeze, i would have given him $8.50 just for walking across the street with us!
waiting 1/2 an hour for the tire, we looked at this magazine called "giant." not too much interesting content save for this amazing article about the 6 1/6 years reunion of the cast members of office space.
i tried to find a link to the article, but my computer doesn't have the right "flash software" or something, so i can't enter the giantmag site. another site with info about the flick can be found here.
basically, that is my story about how i got to have a 2 hour lunch on friday . . .
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