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My own spot to rant about my day.
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wWednesday, February 26, 2003 |
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OK, our money issues caught up with us. We had to roll the change in order to not take money out of the house account to live on for the next week.
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wSaturday, February 22, 2003 |
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This weekend Dave had a major rollout at Disney. I was warned that he might be working very very late Friday, and most of the day Saturday. I also knew that Disney was buying dinner for him last night and possibly lunch today. These are fine and normal working conditions.
Working conditions do not involve calling me at 7 pm Friday, saying "I'm done. We're going out for dinner and drinks. I don't know how late I'll be home" and then not inviting me. Instead, last night I had a half and sandwich and some coleslaw from the local deli, then went to the gym for an hour and a quarter.
Working conditions may involve going to Hooters after you have finished on Saturday for lunch. I could care less that Dave is at Hooter's, and I thought it was nice of him to tell me that he couldn't invite me because it was a team thing only. Working conditions, however, do not involve calling me an hour later and saying that you are too drunk to drive home. Being drunk and doing business are polar opposites. At least, they are to me.
Dave loses many husband points this weekend.
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nea at 1:51 PM
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wWednesday, February 19, 2003 |
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I have health insurance! Yay!
Dave made a very tasty dinner this evening. Sea bass in miso sauce, cold soba noodles with a ponzu-kinda dipping sauce, and sweet corn. I know, the corn is a little wierd. But hey, we're white, not asain. Soba noodles grow like mad when you cook them! Dave made half the package, and we ate maybe half of what he cooked. This means I have soba with dipping sauce for lunch tomorrow Yum.
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nea at 9:04 PM
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wTuesday, February 18, 2003 |
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I might have insurance starting tomorrow. I faxed all the stuff into the person who is handling my claim today, and she said she would try to get it done tonight. Yay yay yay. No more $35.99 drugs.
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nea at 8:52 PM
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From the protest comes today's song of the day:
Let's Bomb Iraq
(sung to the tune of "If You're Happy and You Know It"
If you cannot find Osama bomb Iraq
If the markets are a drama bomb Iraq
If your argument is lousy and you evidence is shoddy
If the highjackers were Saudi bomb Iraq
If you never were elected bomb Iraq
If your mood is quite dejected bomb Iraq
If you think an S.U.V. is the best thing since sliced cheese
And your father you must please then bomb Iraq
If we have no allies with us bomb Iraq
If we think that someone's dissed us bomb Iraq
So to hell with the inspections let's look tough for the elections
Close your mind take directions bomb Iraq
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nea at 8:51 PM
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wSunday, February 16, 2003 |
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Well, we attempted to go to the snow today. Turns out there hasn't been much snow in the mountains.
We started by going up to Lake Arrowhead, more so I could visit all my favorite spots and show Dave around. It only took about an hour and half to get up there, which means Arrowhead is actually closer to out apartment than many point in Orange County. It's been almost two years since I was last up there, and there have been a few changes. Lake Arrowhead Village expanded a bit, and there is now a supermarket, a Green Burrito, and a few new restraunts. That was cool. What sucked is that the lake is REALLY low. At least ten feet lower than I have ever seen it before. Quite a few people no longer have docks. We went down to UCLA's docks, and where there used to be a ramp to the boats, there is now a stairway to the sand. Then you walk out about ten feet along the sand before stepping onto the end of the ramp. They lost the space for their jet ski docks completely. It was kinda sad to drive around the lake and see how low it was. In LA, you don't really notice the drought other than the wild plants (yes, there is still nature in LA) don't do as well. In Arrowhead, it was easy to see the effects. Low lake, a lot of dead trees.
After wandering around the UCLA Conference Center for a bit and then the village, we decided to drive to Big Bear. At this point, we figured our chances of playing in the snow were pretty low. It was about 50 degrees in Arrowhead and no snow in site. Big Bear isn't so far away that there would be a big difference. We were right. The only snow was little three feet patches under shady trees, and manmade snow. Sad, ugly, dirty snow. We looked at the intertube runs, with their huge crowds and dirty snow, and decided that snow wasn't in the future for today. Neither of us really cared, though. It was so nice to be up in the mountains and out of the city. We ate a nice little restraunt in the Big Bear Lake Village. The whole village was really crowded with families who had come up for the three day weekend. After lunch, we wandered around a bit. Then we came back home. It took about two hours to get back from Big Bear.
I have a feeling this means so real snow for me this year. At least I got to be up away in the mountains. After going to Arrowhead once or twice a summer for the last sixteen years, the place feels like a second home to me. I'd never been up in the winter, but it still felt right. The smell of the mountains, the friendly atmosphere at the conference center, the random locals and tourists wandering around the village shops. Happy nea.
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nea at 5:43 PM
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wSaturday, February 15, 2003 |
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Woo-hoo, according to realage.com I am 16.1 years old. yay nea.
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We are going to the snow tomorrow. Yay!
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nea at 9:25 PM
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Yesterday, Dave made signs so that we could walk in the peace march in Hollywood today. He says he was working from home, but it looked like most of the afternoon was spent making two signs: "Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent" from Asmov and a headshot of Bush saying, "How did our oil get under your sand?"
I went and did my part today in the anti-war effort. Dave and I joined my dad, stepmom, and a couple of their friends to go to the peace march in Hollywood today. My dad made signs saying "Thou shalt not kill" and "War kills women and children." We originally were going to go on the subway, but the lame ass cops wouldn't let us take the stakes attached to the signs that my dad and Dave had made. Instead we drove and parked at Hollywood and Highland. From there, we walked down to the front of the Pantages theatre and joined in the march.
It was a huge amount of people. My dad ran into his friend Hamdee, who was a huppa bearer at my father's wedding, and who works in Egypt. The fact that he happened to be both in town and that we saw him at the march was pretty crazy. My stepmom ran into a few teachers. We also ran into one of my parents' nieghbors. We walked with the Topanga Peace Alliance, who spent two days trying to figure out a slogan to put on their banner and never got around to it (this is very typical of Topanga). There were groups from all over walking-- United Teacher of Los Angeles, Scientologists, various religious groups, Coalition for Peace, Not in Our Name, etc. It was pretty entertaining to walk along and see all the different signs. My favorite slogan of the day was "Fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity." That one cracked me up for awhile. There were also quite a few with Bush and/or Cheney that were great- Bush as Hitler and Cheney as Napoleon, Bush as Osama Bush Laden, Bush as a clown. You could tell that people really spent time and effort creating their signs. A lot of people commented on the sign Dave made with Bush on it, with a few people asking us to stop so they could get pictures. Somewhere, a woman has a picture of my family all proudly holding signs. What I thought was interesting is that I thought "Thou shalt not kill" would be a popular slogan, but I didn't see it anywhere but on my dad's sign.
We saw a man dressed as Jesus telling people he wouldn't bomb. I thought the best display was two guys, one on a bike and one on two skateboards put together, who had constructed a cardboard tank. The tank had "STOP BUSH" on the back, and the guy lying on the skateboards would randomly pop the top of the tank and look out through cardboard binoculars. Dave really liked a little kid that had a sign saying, "No hitting."
Around 3:30 (realize we had started walking at about 12:30) Dave, my stepmom, and I were ready to go. The cops were starting to swarm, we couldn't get to the stage to see the speeches, and there were just way to many people. That and we were tired. We convinced my dad to go and we walked the few blocks back to Hollywood and Highland. There, we entered a chocolate store just to smell, and the sales clerk in there was nice enough to give us free chocolates and validate our parking. You could tell that he wanted to do his part in the war effort. So here is a plug in return: go the chocolate store at Hollywood and Highland in the bottom floor of the Kodak building. Yay.
We got home a little after four. I took drugs because my head was killing me and quickly crashed out. I feel fine now, after sleep and food, but walking and protesting for three and a half hours is tiring.
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nea at 9:24 PM
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wWednesday, February 12, 2003 |
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It looks like I may just get health insurance this week. I called my doctor today (again) to find out what was going on. She called back, saying she was surprised that I called. It turned out that the claim I needed revised was revised, but they never sent me a copy. She put a copy in the mail today, so finally I will be able to submit it and get things moving again. Not having health insurance for a month and a half is a little scary. That back of your mind, what if something horrible happens type of scary. Glad it's almost over.
I'm tired. I have been doing long and not very exciting tasks at work the past couple of days. Major amounts of testing Thursday, Friday, Monday, and Tuesday. Today I started printing pages for a book that we're publishing for a meeting on the 20th. There are times my boss drives me a little nuts, though. I spent three or four hours printing everything we had in the right order and making sure it looked good and everything for the book. So later that afternoon he says, "I noticed that you printed everything on my printer. I wonder if it would look better on the main printer." I totally didn't understand. He had in his hand nice, clean copies of everything. There will be about twenty copies of this thing printed, and then it will sit in file drawers for eternity. Why would he want me to spend another three hours printing it all again on another printer just to see if it might look better? Argh. I think I convinced him that it wasn't necessary. I hope. We shall see tomorrow.
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nea at 9:14 PM
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wSunday, February 09, 2003 |
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The lastest of the notes on the vending machines:
(typed, on a sticky)
If you lose money trying to buy a Sprite, please call Fred at extension 469. Thank you.
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nea at 1:03 PM
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wTuesday, February 04, 2003 |
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On a happy note, Dave's doesn't have to work Valentine's weekend! Yay!
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Last night I got to lay in bed with food poisoning. Fun. For lunch I had gumbo from our freezer (probably bad), radish kimchee (possibly bad), and strawberry rubarb pie (probably bad). I figure any one of the items could have made me sick, but the combination of the three pushed me over the top. Not fun. I feel much better this morning, though. My stomach is still a little off. I have a feeling if it could talk it would say, "What the hell did you put in me yesterday?!? Was that food? Was I supposed to digest that?" I have a mild headache, too, but I think that's mostly dehydration. Yuck. Dave and I are going to do a serious cleaning out of the fridge tonight, throwing away anything we even think might be past it's prime.
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