tristane

Been keeping busy? A week of inactivity is unprecedented for you.

I'm thrilled that you're home. the place you belong... older, wiser, better for your travels...

miss you, precious.

I only have one day of work left, tonight actually, then a three day weekend because I am laying off Saturday to go to a rodeo with my folks in the closest city to us that there is, or maybe there is one closer, oh well whatever, just one more night of cold, cold weather to deal with until Sunday night, that's good stuff right there.

Quitting jobs before has always made me less tolerant of the last few days, but in this particular case I'm having the opposite reaction. Having an end in sight (hypothetically, anyways - I won't know if I'm hired at this new place until sometime next week most likely) has made it easier for me to make it through the day at my current job. I think it's because I was becoming truly worried that I would stay there for the rest of my life. Now, with that lifted, most of the stress is gone. But if I never thought I would stay there, perhaps I would be more irritable at work than normal.

I have been in a similar positon as you, bar hopping whilst getting over someone, and I had quite a few good friends that I liked to go out with, but after my brekup I definitly focused only on the singles from that group. Of course that backfired for me as one of the girls took my wanting to go out and get drunk for something that it wasn't, and so on top of my own stuff I had a girl that was only a friend coming after me as well, that wasn't all that fun.

I can remember the last time I was out with friends and tried to excuse myself to go grab something to eat, I didn't get to leave and wound up drinking my supper, I guess your friends are just a little bit nicer to let you go, although I did usually wind up having fun in those situations, just paid for it the next day, but hey that's college.

Feel free. If anyone recognizes "lollerskate", you know they're cool.

I'd probably decide to jump, chicken out mid-leap and fall off the edge.

I am glad to hear that my mail arrived safely, it is my first experience with sending anything abroad so to hear it was a success is good news.

Speaking of news, sounds like you have some excitement in your future, or rather at least some change to experience. I could use some change in my life right now to act as a catalyst of sorts to spur me on, but the way the economy is over here really tells me I need to stay put and save up somemore so that I can survive moving on.

I hope sitting down with Goblet of Fire and tea was a success for you tonight, I think that might be my favorite of all of the books. It's the "shit just got real" moments within it that make it so. I just got the collector's edition of The Tales of Beedle The Bard off of amazon so I can peruse that in the near future, it has a real interesting packaging strategy. It looks like an oversized leatherbound book then you open it and there is a collection of JK's artwork from the book and then a small book with a skull and other decorations on the cover that comes ina velvet bag. It is really cool in that kitchy sort of way, but for now I have to read another 40 pages of Huck Finn before I can move onto another book, that and I just got a big box of comics today.

I, as well, am glad you posted that original post.

I'd suggest marrying Heath Ledger quick while he's still hot and riding the fame from his performance as the Joker. Someone else might beat you to it.

Was that tasteless? It felt tasteless.

Probably, but it would make me a worse person so don't feel too bad.

On the bright side, you can say you're a widow.

If the Mormons can convert people postmortem, certainly you can marry someone.

I am the same way about reading books in order as far as series are concerned, the thing that really peaves me off is when I will read a book and get into it decently far, and realize that it is number two or three in a series, but I can't not finish it, I mean I started it I have to finish it, so then I am all out of sorts.

I plodded my way through the Potter books when the last one came out, and was enjoying re-reading them at a reasonable pace, but then suddenly I was starting number 5 when 7 hit my mailbox, so then I had to try to get through 5 and 6 as fast as I could to see what happened in 7, so they weren't as enjoyable because of that.

When I get like that I do feel guilty, like I am not doing what the writer would want me to do, but in actuality I am because I am reading it in the first place, I just wish I would think more when reading, instead of a couple weeks later when something astounding hits me from the book that I read four books ago, but alas I probably won't be changing that any time soon.

It sounds a lot cooler than it is. In reality you wake up very early to drive a long way to a large building where you sit in a chair in a big room with nothing to do for several hours. Then they let you go get lunch. Then maybe a few hours later they'll call your group and you will actually go to the court room and begin to hear about the case. Either that or they'll say "We don't need you anymore, you can go" and you're left with a wasted day.

If you go to the court room, you listen to the details of the case (the last one I remember was a college suing and employee because he broke a telescope lens) and they go through each of the jurors and ask questions. After that, they tell about half the jurors that they can leave and the other half that they'll be on the jury. That's as far as I've gone. Essentially, it's a really boring way to waste a day without making any money or learning anything.

Do I? I never really know what to do with these social networking site things. I like the comment feature, though. It's sort of nice for the person just to be able to say what they're up to and I can comment on it or not, and vice versa. It seems to make more sense than sending an email or private message to the person saying "Here's a bunch of stuff that may or may not interest you, but I thought I would specifically alert you about it anyway."

I happened to look at Cork on Wikipedia a while ago, to see where it is in relation to Dublin. I noticed that it's listed as the second largest city in Ireland with a population of.... 274,000. Scottsdale, which, as you mentioned, is only part of the Phoenix Metro area, has a population of about 241,000. Phoenix is about one and a half million. I find that amazing. I just can't imagine living around so few people. My whole life has been spent in orbit of major cities - from San Francisco to Phoenix.

And yes, the slogan for Expelled was sort of... confusing. If I didn't know better, I'd say it was intentionally satirical. But I do know better. They're just dumb.

Oh, well, yes, having shoes is definitely better than not. I'm a big fan of owning at least one pair of shoes. In fact, I have several pairs. The way most women like to collect shoes, and obsess over them, is very amusing to me.

I've known people as filthy as you describe. In fact, my brother was one. He seems to have cleaned up a bit recently. When he and I shared a place, however, it was a disaster. I'm certainly no neat-freak, but I have my limits. Eventually the choice was similar to yours - either lose my mind or just stop caring until I got a new place.

Usually the people who can't take a stand on anything aren't smart enough to figure out where they should stand. Chances are that he's tried to have an opinion in the past and had his ass handed to him by someone who halfway knew what she was talking about. There are several reactions one could have to that, two of which follow: do more research and learn about subjects before having opinions, or decide not to have opinions that can be attacked so as to avoid confrontation and exposure of one's own ignorance.

He sounds like he falls into the latter. I can't stand people like that, either. It's like they decide to be inoffensively stupid. Safely ignorant. Mediocre.