June 2002
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Blue Comforters
01 June, 2002 at 09:10 PM by Ren | Permalink
How freaking hard is it to find a navy blue comforter anyway?
Had to drop off WonderBread at work today, so afterwards, I went to Linens and Things to look for some sheets for my new futon/bed thingy. I had originally wanted these sheets that were this wicked kiwi green color. Unfortunately, on the web they looked way cute, but they were a slight bit powerful when I saw them in person. So I weenied out and went for this softer, less striking green. It's still cute, just not so bright.
Then I went on a mission to find a navy blue comforter. How fucking hard is that? Apparently, very. I spent almost an hour looking at various stores trying to find a plain, navy blue comforter. NO DICE. How retarded is that? I may go looking on the web to see if I can find one. I found a close contender at Target though. It's downfall was that it was reversible. It was light blue on the inside...that doesn't go well with a lime green color. Bad bad bad.
Oh well, on the upside, I bought a new mattress pad/egg crate thingy for the mattress. Thank God. At least I won't wake up with a hurting back anymore. Woo! I'll have to wait until after payday to buy new pillows and a new comforter. Enough about bedding though. Enough.
I'm gonna go watch Iron Chef now. I love that show.
I think I'm going to vom.
04 June, 2002 at 04:15 PM by Ren | Permalink
I had this huge long post that I was thinking about putting on my website, but instead my mind is totally focused on the thing that has been preoccupying me all day: I'm going to vom. I woke up this morning feeling sick, not like "i'm going to puke right now" sick, but "i could conceivably throw up sometime today"...it appears as though that moment has now come.
My body feels super trembly right now, and my stomach is really churning. Oh God. This sucks. I feel gross. Only 45 minutes to go at work.
San Antonio
05 June, 2002 at 10:42 PM by Ren | Permalink
I'm in San Antonio, about to go to sleep. I am at my dad's fabulous new apartment; I'm jealous. Vaulted ceilings, new furniture. It's quite the pad. Eric (that's my little brother) is in bed. We'll be going back to Corpus Christi in the morning/early afternoon. Dunno what we'll do just yet...we'll think of something. I'm excited.
I'm feeling much better than I did on Tuesday. I was getting really sick to my stomach, and then I got this wicked headache. And to top it off, I got really feisty and mean. . .though not to anyone's face. But I'm better now.
So I'll write more when there's more to write about. I had a ton of stuff to write about, but now I just can't think of any of it. . .OK, off I go. TTYL
so. tired.
06 June, 2002 at 09:38 PM by Ren | Permalink
Oh my God. I spent the day with my brother Eric today. I brought him down from San Antonio to spend the next few days (until sunday) with me. It's not even ten p.m. and I'm completely wiped. We drove from SA, then went to the movies, then went swimming and then had dinner and now I just want to sleep. Sleep so, so much.
Must stay awake though. I'm waiting for the away team to Dallas to call. No sign of them just yet. But I bet they haven't even gotten there yet. Starting to miss WonderBread though. Well, missing him lots that is. blah. sappy.
Gotta hit work tomorrow. That should be tiring. At least it's Friday.
Ouch
07 June, 2002 at 06:19 PM by Ren | Permalink
I just got home, and I think I killed my big toe.
I totally stubbed it on my closet door...it like cracked the toenail, and there was blood and stuff. It's probably going to look hellagross tomorrow. Cool! I'm not too jazzed about it though...it doesn't hurt, but I'm sure it will look disgusting. And its summer, and I like wearing my sandals...which I can't do with a freaking purple/red/screwed up toe. DAMMIT!
Things are OK right now, Eric wants to go swimming, so I guess I'll take him in just a second. At least it'll make him super tired and then want to go to sleep. : ) Motives, motives, motives.
It's been fun having him over though. oK, enough. I need to take this kid swimming. TTYL.
little kids are tiring
08 June, 2002 at 12:32 PM by Ren | Permalink
It's a good thing I have a little brother. Everytime I think it would be neat to have a kid of my own, I spend time with Eric. He wears me out. It's absolutely exhausting. I got to sleep in *some* before he just got tired of me being asleep and decided that I had slept enough.
We're about to go get something to eat for lunch, and then we'll probably go to the Aquarium or something. Gotta keep that kid occupied or else he gets cranky and bored. Just. So. Tired.
I take him back to my mom in San Antonio tomorrow. I'll miss him, but it'll be nice to not have to worry about someone else for a while again: )
Like the deserts miss the rain
08 June, 2002 at 07:33 PM by Ren | Permalink
And I miss you...He'll be back Sunday, I must remind myself of that. It really sucks in a way though, ya know? Cuz I can pine over someone in particular on this website, and know that he reads it...so he gets a really good idea of what's on my mind. Maybe I should convince him to keep a blog...Oh well, it's all my fault I guess. Still, I did hear from WonderBread yesterday and he was oK...he actually climbed up a tree so he could get better reception while he was talking to me. Evidently, I'm missed in North Texas. Too bad I couldnt' go; maybe next time.
Just got back from the beach. I hope Eric falls asleep soon. I'm bushed. Anyway, we got home and bought some fried chicken for dinner (or chicken on the bone as eric calls it). Very exciting stuff. I need to finish my soda and then go pass out on the couch. God I'm tired.
Exhausted Ramblings
09 June, 2002 at 01:42 AM by Ren | Permalink
As tired as I am right now, I can't sleep. I'm sad that I have to take Eric back home...he's fun...if not tiring. I'm also excited to think that I might see Krysdol, the Oracle, and WonderBread tomorrow too. That would totally make my weekend. I'll be doing laundry tomorrow night after I drop Eric off, so a happy visit would be a good thing. Plus, I'd get to see someone whom I miss. BLAH! I hate that. The whole missing thing.
Anyway, I'd better get to bed soon, I've got a long day of driving ahead of me, and I need to rest up if I want to keep myself safe.
More Missing.
10 June, 2002 at 10:54 AM by Ren | Permalink
So today, I was sad when I woke up and there was no Eric around. No one to make cereal for (he can't pour milk to save his life) and the away team had checked in to let me know they were returning from a successful trip (some of them were much more successful than others from what I hear) to North Texas and the Lost Part of Arkansas.
I want to see pictures. I hear the trip was fun fun fun. And WonderBread was drunk. And Krysdol was a hooker, down. And Kat was attacked by a vaccuum cleaner? A Vaccuum Cleaner with a resemblance to Jacob from O-Town is *my* guess...
I missed it ALL! DAMMIT!
One last thing: someone needs to start reminding me that I have GOT to update my domain registry information. It's nearly time to renew my domain name, and if I don't do that soon, the domain will be locked up for a while and *poof* no website. Which would suck nuts. Hard. And not in the good way.
What a bother. Ok, back to work.
Do you remember
10 June, 2002 at 03:17 PM by Ren | Permalink
Do you remember when that song by Train was still a good song, and not overplayed at all?
Yeah, I do too. Except its still getting overplayed. Who in the hell still likes this song? It was such a good song, but damn, give it a rest. It needs to go away so that I can appreciate it as a good song again. Cuz right now, its evil.
Blonde Somalian Children
11 June, 2002 at 03:35 PM by Ren | Permalink
Don't ask.
I saw the pictures. Oh. My. God. That was a funny ass weekend. I wish I were there (is it were or was? i can never remember). Anyway, I got to see everyone last night and I was happy about that. and yay. Wonderbread. hee.
Ok, enough of that. It's disgusting how much you can miss someone and then be just absolutely overjoyed when they show up again. Ick. Horrible.
So, I'm here at work, waiting waiting waiting to go home. And I forgot to mention, I won tickets to Schlitterbahn today. Funny story. I'm listening to the station via the internet, and the DJ (a friend of mine) comes on and says that he's had one listener over the internet for a while, and the user's IP would indicate that he's on campus. So he says, over the radio, "if you're actually listening, and you send me an e-mail, you get free tickets to schlitterbahn." So, never having won anything on ANY radio station, my ass e-mailed him right away. And then just to make sure, I called him too. He laughed, and said I could pick up the tickets later. How cool is that? I won something on the radio. All for rockin at work or something.
Alright, I'm going for a while, I need to get out of here. So, so tired of the catalog.
A case of an exploding head
13 June, 2002 at 10:38 AM by Ren | Permalink
I fell asleep last night around 3 in the morning. I couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind. I think too much for my own good sometimes. Anyway, I woke up this morning with a raging headache. It's just gotten worse as the morning has gone on.
I took some tylenol earlier to see if that would help. I think, though, that the headache just snubbed its nose at the drugs and got worse. It's becoming increasingly hard to concentrate now, what with all the incessant pounding of my skull.
Right about now, I'm thinking I'm going to just go home early. I don't know how long I can handle this. The sucky part of it is, I know it's not going to get better if I go home. Then I'll have more time to think, and to wait for what's spawning this cranial distension in the first place.
It's not even fucking eleven o'clock yet. Cripes. Survive this much longer, I cannot. I'm stopping this now, before I start babbling.
Highs and Lows
14 June, 2002 at 10:23 AM by Ren | Permalink
Let me tell you how yesterday was either one of the best days of my life or one of the worst. It just depended on when you asked me.
Without getting into specifics (since I've been asked, quite rightly, to let the whole thing die), I suffered a really bad headache, heart nearly broken beyond repair (and an ensuing little 'scene' in the parking lot at Barnes and Noble), AND managed to put it all back together and stop someone from making (what I think) a huge mistake.
Confound it all. I was flying by the seat of my pants last night. And I admitted a lot of things to someone who means the world to me. I wish I had done it sooner. It would have prevented the headache and the scene at B&N I think. It sucks that I'm a much better listener than a talker. Well, only sometimes. Point being, we fixed it. No more confusion. Just happiness. And someone to sleep next to once in a while.
I could kick his ass for nearly doing what he was going to do to me, but I can forgive. I have already. He just better not make a habit of freaking me out the way he did. I like him WAY too much to have to kill him. : ) I heart you friend. Tons and tons, and more than you will *ever* know.
oK (and that's the way type oK, oK?), enough of that. While reflecting back on yesterday makes me feel good (well, at least now it does), I don't want to dwell. Right. So, I'm watching MTV the other day, and they show the Making the Video on Kelly Ozbourne's new video for Papa Don't Preach. While they were making the video, I was horrified to think that she was being all bubble gum with that song. I'm shouting at the TV "It's serious subject matter! don't fuck it up!!!" I now stand corrected. After watching the video completely, I realize what they were doing. It's so campy. I love it! And Kelly, how cute are you?! you get 50 points and 2 gold stars for covering a Madonna song so well. oK. Enough. Going back to work now.
Mind Blowing
18 June, 2002 at 10:31 AM by Ren | Permalink
I'm at work this morning, after not going yesterday. I had a wicked migraine or whatever. My eyes were ready to pop out of my skull from all the evil pressures. Not that I didn't have warning, mind you. My headache started Thursday or Friday. I don't really count Thursday's headache, because it was triggered by something else. . .but I can't help thinking that it was the catalyst for the headache from hell. Anyway, Sunday It started. It lasted through Monday morning. It was horrible. I thought my head was seriously going to explode. It's over now, and that's all that matters.
I really want to talk about some things that are on my mind, but I just haven't organized my thoughts really. So rather than post a bunch of mindless drivel (which is what I usually end up posting anyway), I thought I might try and organize some thoughts beforehand. What a concept.
My life is overall good, I think. I mean...I'm pretty content...and it doesnt' suck. Sometimes though, I wonder if there's more to it. Like, if what I have now is all I get. It's probably best not to wonder that though. When I do, I invariably remember that more than likely I'm going to grow up and be a cat lady: house full of felines and always smelling like cat pee. What a fate. It's either that, or Ben Kenobi hermit existence. Hmm...I think I'd rather be Ben. At least you'd get to use the force then. And I won't smell like cat pee. Maybe I can have both? Definitely no cat pee though. That's the important part. No. Cat. Pee.
Well, like so many other things in my life, I'll have to wait to see how it turns out. Somedays though, it feels like I don't have the patience anymore and it would just be easier to give in and become Ben Kenobi, the cat lady. Not today though. It would just be a lame excuse to not have to deal with my life and I'm not ready to not have to deal with my life (wow, double negative much?).
Fast forward
18 June, 2002 at 10:13 PM by Ren | Permalink
So, as I was driving home today, I had a thought.
Isn't it funny how people often refer to their lives as books? Like, something big in their life is either the beginning or end of a chapter? Sometimes I wish our lives were more like books. I mean, wouldn't it be cool if, like a book, you could skip a few pages to find out what happens? Sometimes, I wish I could do that. It's like sometimes you just want to skip all the suspense and just spoil yourself silly and find out what happens.
Of course, time doesn't work that way. We all have to wait for events to unfold as they were intended. As nice as it would be to skip a few pages ahead in your life, you just can't. Besides, half the fun in life isn't what happens, but how you get there.
So, I guess you just have to enjoy the read. Or something.
Full Intention
19 June, 2002 at 09:03 AM by Ren | Permalink
This morning I fully intended to have a better day than the previous two. Last night, I got a phone call from a friend who always manages to cheer me up. Don't ask how, he just does. I'm a little concerned about him though. He could use some cheering up. Of course, though, he doesn't say what's wrong. It's never easy.
That's not the point of my story right now though.
I'm on my way to work this morning, half-listening to the bland banter of whatever radio station morning personalities happen to be on the station at the moment when it happens: a DPS trooper pulls my happy ass over for "speeding."
I pull over. The rudest cop ever doesn't even say anything, just starts writing me a ticket for going 79 in a 70. Granted, it was indeed speeding. What he failed to notice is that the person ahead of me had just passed me about half a minute before, and clearly was going faster than I was. Asshole cop. He also didn't pull over the two people who passed me immediately after I got back on the road either. They were passing me even though I was still going about 75 on the highway. It sucks. I get a ticket for keeping up with traffic. They get to speed. Fuckers.
Mostly though, I'm pissed at the cop. What a rude asshole. I wish I could post his picture and send a note home to his mother about what a fuckwad son she raised. I shouldn't be mean like that. But I feel like it. Prick. At least he could be polite about giving me a ticket.
Oh well, looks like defensive driving for me. wheeeee.
Hmm...so I guess the point of this post is to prove that I'm probably not going to have the good day I fully intended to have. Maybe tomorrow. *sigh*
It's been...
20 June, 2002 at 12:43 PM by Ren | Permalink
a long morning.
I am nearly done with the catalog of courses. Woo. I only have to do all the rules/regs stuff, so that's good. The degree plans and course descriptions we'll save for later, or punishment or whatever.
I'm going to try and finish the catalog today. Must. Finish. It's sucking my will to live. If not, it should be done by this weekend. I might actually stay late (shudder the thought).
Random note: 547 days is a long time isn't it?
And finally, in my quest to destroy my arch nemesis, who shall henceforth be named The Volumizer, I have found the perfect web store: www.villiansupply.com! I'm debating on a few options right now. Something with body armor sounds pretty fun though.
Well, I'd better get back to work, and see if I can crank out the catalog. I'm so sick of it. Then maybe I can go get some lunch : )
mixed feelings
21 June, 2002 at 02:04 PM by Ren | Permalink
I'm actually debating on whether I'm going to say what I feel right now, or whether I'm just going to hide it or whatever. Probably hide it.
I finished the catalog of courses yesterday...now I'm just hanging out here at work until around 3:30 and then skipping out to go home for the weekend. After all, I was up til 1:30 or so working on it.
As for this weekend. I'm excited, but I'm also very nervous about the whole thing. I have this horrific feeling that I'm totally going to be left out and stranded at home all weekend while everyone else is out boning or something. It's a little worrying. Maybe I'm just feeling lonely. I should get a teddy bear to sleep with or something. Speaking of which, I couldn't sleep last night. Fell asleep around 3 in the morning. Dayum. I was sleepy, and then I wasn't. Weird.
I dunno. I'm tired right now. I want to go home and nap. That would be very nice.
weekend
24 June, 2002 at 12:00 PM by Ren | Permalink
So, this past weekend was pretty much a big waste for me. I mean, it was a lot of my own fault, but really, it still sucked.
There's not much else to report. I'm a little worried about WonderBread today. He was only supposed to work until 11 last night. The Oracle and friends were waiting at my apartment til 2 in the morning to pick him up. . .I finally shooed them out and went to sleep, cuz I was hellatired. I'm still worried about friend though. I heard his Saturday night at work really sucked, and I'm sure he needs some cheering up. Perhaps I'll call.
Who knows. I'm tired. It's only Monday. I want this week to be over already. I'll attempt to write more later.
Determined
24 June, 2002 at 01:29 PM by Ren | Permalink
This morning, I was determined to have a better week than last. Of course, having hoped for that, obviously meant that it just wasn't going to happen.
This morning was going pretty well until I decided to go pick up lunch. Someone in the group I was picking up lunch for decided she wanted ice cream. Sounds good, right? Yeah, well its like 13208471032897410325 degrees outside. There was no ice cream left when I got back to the university with it. There was just cream. And it was leaking into the floorboard of my car. UGH. And its on my shirt, and my pant leg, because as I was attempting to transport it back to the Uni, it leaked on me too.
I shouldn't let this really harsh my mellow, but it's really hard when you have this pink spot of dried ice cream stained on the front of your powder blue shirt. Ick.
The day must get better. Must. I'm calling people tonight. One in particular. That always makes me feel better.
Bored
25 June, 2002 at 02:29 PM by Ren | Permalink
I am so bored.
I'm waiting for my new work assignment. I had originally planned something else, but someone thought their stuff was way more important so now I'm waiting for that.
So, I'm sitting here at work. Bored. Tired. Missing people. Wanting to be home. Wondering how people are doing. Worrying about stuff I shouldn't. Being me, basically.
I need something to do. I'm going to go nuts from boredom.
what a difference an hour makes
25 June, 2002 at 03:18 PM by Ren | Permalink
The day suddenly feels better.
Don't know what caused it. It just does. Yay.
So now its time for happy thoughts. Guess what I'm all stoked about? Mainly because I'm a horrible person who likes to look at train wrecks. . . A NEW SEASON OF UNDRESSED! Hee! It's a delicious, guilty pleasure I know, but I revel in it! It's so bad, it's good. Gotta love it.
I guess that's all I have to say for right now. I haven't decided what i'm doing when I get home. I should probably do some laundry, who knows. Alright. Talk later.
A temporary thing
26 June, 2002 at 01:28 PM by Ren | Permalink
I'm playing with the CSS that rules this site...can you tell? Anyway, for the time being, I'm shutting down the picture/feature thing that appears in the center right of this site. At least, until I figure out how to get the CSS to reconcile it with all the changes I've made.
I guess I should actually start getting ready to make the complete transition to something CSS based, but i'm not there yet. Right now, it's this weird merging of tables and CSS. It renders equally well (or equally badly) in Netscape 6 or IE 5 and up. . . so, whatever. It looks good to me and that's all I care about.
I'll keep working on the site off and on today. woo fun!
Weird
26 June, 2002 at 04:28 PM by Ren | Permalink
I finished doing the CSS tweaks for now. The feature will be down indefinitely, likely until I figure out how to convert some stuff. CSS is cool, but it seriously requires work to learn or something.
This is cool/weird/whatever: My old elementary school has its own website. It's cool. I can't believe that Ms. Emlinger is still librarian there. She was librarian for as long as I can remember. And that was second or third grade. So that would have been...1983-84. AND SHES STILL THERE. Crazy. Cool though. I wonder what my school looks like now. And how much smaller it would seem if I were to visit it again. I looked at their faculty, and I don't recognize a single teacher there. Weird. Cool, but weird. Hmm...it opened in 1983, so next year is its 20th anniversary. Cripes, I'm getting old.
whoo doggies
30 June, 2002 at 04:00 PM by Ren | Permalink
Last night I got so drunk.
Have you ever had a night where you can tell exactly when you got so drunk that there was no way you were going to remember what happened? Yeah. That happened to me last night around the B-52 shots. It was all downhill from there.
I thought I was a rock star last night. I drank like one. Surprisingly, today, there is no hangover! I woke up all jolly and stuff. My stomach is moderately queasy, and there was a bit of a headache for about five minutes, but it's all gone now. I'm feeling ten times large.
Wow. I just wish I could remember what I did last night. I was evidently pretty funny.