| | Current Music: | CSI reruns | | Subject: | radio edit? | | Time: | 07:04 pm | | Current Mood: | disappointed |
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| I bought a CD, and it ruined a song for me. The James Blunt song "You're Beautiful" -- I just came to really like it. Seemed like a sweet song. So, I bought the CD. The CD cover should have been a clue (very Jim Morrison-esque). There's a line in the song... "...and she could see from my face that I was flying high." Sounded to me like it meant he was having a great day--flying high.
Well, I was listening to the CD at work (with my headphones on), I heard that line, and then I had to stop and listen again. Because what I didn't believe what I heard. It's almost the same... the word starts with an F, ends with an -ing, but it's the part in the middle that really isn't the same. And, it kills the song. Yeah, he was high alright. Who could have figured that song had a radio edit? | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
|  | You scored as Old School Democrat. Old school Democrats emphasize economic justice and opportunity. The Democratic ideal is best summarized by the Four Freedoms: freedom of speech, freedom of worship, freedom from want, and freedom from fear.
Old School Democrat | | 75% | New Democrat | | 70% | Green | | 70% | Pro Business Republican | | 50% | Libertarian | | 50% | Foreign Policy Hawk | | 25% | Socially Conservative Republican | | 20% | </td>
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| | Current Music: | Jeopardy! | | Subject: | *sigh* | | Time: | 07:11 pm | | Current Mood: | uncomfortable |
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| | My mother just called, all in a panicked flurry, because she just heard this on TV. Now my eyes feel funny. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Current Music: | snoring from the next room | | Subject: | interesting... | | Time: | 11:30 pm | | Current Mood: | disappointed |
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| Go to Wikipedia, and look up your birthday (excluding the year). List three neat facts, two births, and one death in your journal, including the year.
September 27:
Events 1787 - The United States Constitution is delivered to the states for ratification. 1964 - The Warren Commission releases its report, concluding that Lee Harvey Oswald, acting alone, assassinated President John F. Kennedy. 2005 - NBC announces the planned 2009 retirement of Tonight Show host Jay Leno and names Conan O'Brien as Leno's successor.
Births 1722 - Samuel Adams, American revolutionary leader (d. 1803) 1958 - Shaun Cassidy, American singer and actor (David's brother)
Deaths 1998 - Narita Bryan, Japanese racehorse (b. 1991) | comments: Leave a comment  |
| Ground Rules: The first player of this "game" starts with the topic "5 weird habits of yours" and people who get tagged need to write an LJ entry about their 5 quirky habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list their names.
I'm weird because:
1. I love paper. Ever since I was little, there's never been anything as perfect as clean, blank paper. I've written so neatly in the beginning of every notebook I've ever owned. It's as though I have to try to match the perfection of the new paper. As I got older, I began a love affair with more than just notebook paper... origami paper, scrapbooking paper, cotton paper, linen paper...
2. I didn't get my ears pierced until I was about 20. My mom wouldn't let me get them pierced when I was small, and then, while I was in college, I decided to finally get them pierced. I stopped wearing earrings though, and now the holes have grown back in. I guess I didn't wear them for so long, I would forget about them. I'm considering getting them pierced again though. Earrings would be nice to wear in the wedding.
3. I have an English degree, plus a Master of Arts. Yet, since I've finished grad school, I seem to have stopped reading. Well, stopped reading anything more substantive then bridal magazines or Harry Potter. It's sad. I bought Brave New World (my kind of book), but I still haven't made it past chapter 1. What happened to me? :o(
4. I'm extremely picky about laundry. I can't stand it when clothes sit in the dryer and get all wrinkled, and of utmost importance is that the clothes must smell good. As much as I despise wrinkles though, I also despise ironing. To quote Brandon, "Woman, you're a walking contradiction."
5. A great gift for me is an aromatherapy scented bowling ball. Seriously. Brandon got me a bowling ball called a Paradigm (I'm positive the next ball in the line will be the Paradigm Shift), and it's scented for "concentration." I guess it's supposed to improve my concentration. I think it smells like Fruit Loops. It's awesome. :o)
Ok, I can only really tag two people. So, tag sindarien and sillylins. You're both it. </span> | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Ah, Thanksgiving is almost here. We got turkey, we got cranberry sauce, we got stuffing, we got green bean casserole, we got rolls, we got smashed potatoes. Oh, and we'll have pumpkin bread and poppy seed bread once mom gets here. We may also have a heaping serving of family drama, since both my parents are sort of coming here for Thanksgiving. It's Tuesday night and details are still up in the air. That's always a good feeling. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | Antz | | Time: | 09:58 pm | | Current Mood: | blah |
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| Ants. They are taking over. The kitchen. The laundry room. Driven in by the cold. Making a new home around our pipes. I don't recall sending out an invitation. And now, they're giving me the itchies.
There's no luck for the Kathy. Yesterday, I tried to slam my fingers in the conference room door. Then, on the way home from work, I realize one of my headlights isn't working. So, I stop by Auto Zone and buy a new one. I get home and attempt to change out of my work clothes. Somehow, I manage to punch myself in the eye in the process, with much puffiness. Then, when Brandon gets home, we attempt to replace my headlight. I did pull out the manual, I promise. But, still, much cursing and arguing ensued. Stupid thing wouldn't fit. And then, one more trip to the parts store. And, finally, I end up with not only a new low-beam headlight, but a high-beam too. I didn't realize we were trying to replace the wrong one, and that's why it wouldn't fit in the first place. So, I open the manual up again because I don't remember any discussion of this. Well, I missed a whole column. At which point, according to Brandon, I said, "I'm not a book reader, I'm a manual reader." It's an Accord manual.
One of those days.... | comments: Leave a comment  |
| Mid-term Break
I sat all morning in the college sick bay Counting bells knelling classes to a close. At ten o'clock our neighbours drove me home.
In the porch I met my father crying - He had always taken funerals in his stride - And Big Jim Evans saying it was a hard blow.
The baby cooed and laughed and rocked the pram When I came in, and I was embarrassed By old men standing up to shake my hand
And tell me they were 'sorry for my trouble' Whispers informed strangers that I was the eldest, Away at school, as my mother held my hand
In hers and coughed out angry tearless sighs. At ten o'clock the ambulance arrived With the corpse, stanched and bandaged by the nurses.
Next morning I went up into the room. Snowdrops And candles soothed the bedside I saw him For the first time in six weeks. Paler now,
Wearing a poppy bruise on his left temple. He lay in a four foot box, as in his cot. No gaudy scars, the bumper knocked him clear.
A four foot box, a foot for every year.
- Seamus Heaney | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | I love Brandon. So, so much. Only he can make me laugh like this. I haven't been feeling well this weekend, and Brandon's been helping me out and trying to take good care of me. Tonight, we were going to grill up some chicken and saute some zucchini and mushrooms. That was the plan. Well, I fell asleep, and Brandon took over the cooking. He's great at BBQ chicken. He comes in and wakes me up to ask me if he needs to peel the zucchini. Half asleep, I say, "No. Just cook it up with olive oil, a little butter, and some soy sauce." Then, I tried to go back to sleep. But... I was pretty much awake, so I got up and wandered into the kitchen. There he is, cooking away. I peek into the pan, pause, look at him, look back into the pan, and say, "Umm, that's not zucchini--it's cucumber." From there, I proceed to laugh to the point of tears. Poor thing. | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Subject: | blacklisted | | Time: | 09:29 pm | | Current Mood: | aggravated |
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| Brandon and I are going to be blacklisted from every restaurant from in town. We will complain. We walked out of a restaurant this evening because our server took forever to come get our drink orders, and then decided not to come back with them. This, after I've already complained there once before about a server (she messed my order up, took forever getting it straightened out, and then acted like it was my fault not hers). We've had fabulous service there every other time, and the food is phenomenal though, so it's hard to stay away.
Let's see though... we've complained (spoken to managers, written complaints, etc) at 4 different restaurants in a matter of mere months. Surprisingly, I'm not shy about demanding to see a manager. And Brandon's the "after we get home" confrontationalist. I think we're developing a reputation though. I got really upset at this one place at some teenage-nitwit who kept coming and opening up the billfold-thingy to see if we'd paid yet (so rude!). When another table asked what the commotion was about, she said, "Oh, she just got a little upset." A little upset my ass. It has resulted in free food at times though. As my friend Nicki used to say, "Don't look at it as a bad thing. Look at it as an opportunity."
So, here's to the all the future opportunities I'm sure we'll have in this town. | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
| | | The Sonnet Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLDf)
Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the Sonnet. Get it? Composed?
Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They're conscientious people, caring & careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that's okay, because you're very choosy with your affections anyway. You'd absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance.
Your exact opposite: Genghis Khunt
 Random Brutal Sex Master
| Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You're already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there's no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so.
You probably have lots of female friends, and they have a special soft spot for you. Babies do, too, at the tippy-top of their baby skulls.
ALWAYS AVOID: The 5-Night Stand, The False Messiah, The Hornivore, The Last Man on Earth
CONSIDER: The Loverboy |
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| It's been a pretty decent week. Brandon cleaned the apartment last weekend while I was gone, which was super sweet. We're just chilling out watching football today -- Alabama's beating the hell out of Florida. We just saw some poor AL guy break his leg. Ouch. They kept showing it in slow motion... it gives me the heebie-jeebies. And, I'm keeping up with the Clemson game on ESPN gamecast. Refresh, refresh, refresh. We're up by a field goal, and, with some luck, we'll pull it out.
I also had a nice long nap today, after a massage at a day spa (birthday present from Brandon -- have I mentioned how great he is?). We're so lazy today. Brandon's on vacation from work next week, and we're heading back east on Wednesday after I get off from work. It will be nice to have a couple of days off and to get away from here for a little while. It's been quite an experience living here. I just can't describe it here. There is more to do (at least compared to Clemson/Greenwood), but... it's just not the same. I know there's no shortage of stupid people anywhere, but there sure are plenty here.
Gamecast is killing me! It's so slow. I know WF just scored, but the freaking site's not updated. It's stalled. GRRR
*sigh* I just wanna know how the game is going. | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
|  Peaceful and gentle, lambs have been used in religious imagery for millennia. Lambs are baby sheep, an animal tended by shephards since the dawn of history. As a lamb, you tend to stay together in a flock and graze on grassy land. Lambs don't mind being led and tend not to go off on their own. You were almost a: Pony or a MouseYou are least like a: Squirrel or a FrogWhat Cute Animal Are You? | comments: Leave a comment  |
| | Current Music: | Sports Center/Good Will Hunting | | Time: | 11:13 pm | | Current Mood: | creative |
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| What you do is you pick your fave band/singer/composer etc but ONLY ONE, and answer the questions below about yourself, using only the titles of their songs as your answer. Try to pick someone who hasn't been done yet!!!
Repost this in your journal, but obviously choose a different band!
1.Choose a band / artist and answer ONLY in titles of their songs: Frank Sinatra (fun music!)
2. Are you male or female: Luck be a lady
3. Describe yourself: They can't take that away from me
4. How do some people feel about you: Night and day
5. How do you feel about yourself: How about you
6. Describe your ex boyfriend / girlfriend: Here's that rainy day
7. Describe current boyfriend / girlfriend: The best is yet to come & The very thought of you
8. Describe where you want to be: Fly me to the moon
9. Describe how you live: For once in my life
10. Describe how you love: Tenderly
11. What would you ask for if you had just one wish: Five minutes more
12. Share a few words of Wisdom: Looking at the world through rose colored glasses
13. Now say goodbye: As time goes by | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
| I think I've finally managed to get all the paint off my hands. We spent the afternoon at the East Columbus Boys & Girls Club painting the gym. It was fun. They painted the walls one solid color yesterday, and there was a muralist there today who spray-painted a bunch of sports-related scenes, and we pretty much played paint by number. I was RED. I was armed and dangerous, and I stayed between the lines. But when I didn't... well, that's what fingers and t-shirts are for.
Work right now is abound with volunteer opportunities, and tons of fundraising. I'm so glad... it's a relief to *do* something. Our companies are matching employee donations to the Red Cross. I wonder how much money we all donated. After watching the news, it's simply unbelievable what happened to begin with, and even more incomprehensible what happened next.
Wow, I'm just ending sentences with prepositions left and right.
It's nice to be home this weekend. Last weekend was a fun, but I'm exhausted. (Check out photos here... they're in the Clemson vs. Texas A&M album.) When we were back, I almost had flashes of "I'm not that old am I? Because it feels like I'm getting too old for this." I was never a die-hard party gal, but I hope I wasn't always such a dork. ;o)
Ok, all I can think of now is how I want to sprawl out on the couch. So, that's what I'll do. | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment  |
| Brandon and I are such dorks.... we're home on a Friday night, chillin' on the couch, watching Animal Precinct on Animal Planet. Well, and a little bit of Mail Call on the History Channel. :o)
I can't wait to have a house, so we can have a puppy (or puppies--I'm optimistic). I think Brandon's afraid I'm going to adopt a whole herd of animals. *grin*
Is it Friday or what? This is a terrible post... just a handful of sentences. Time to just sit and rest. | comments: Leave a comment  |
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