Sunday, July 25, 2004

I'm a mess. It's not good, nor is it fun.

Saturday, July 24, 2004

I mentioned that the time to go back to school is fast approaching. With that in mind, I decided to see if there were any interesting concerts in the Philly area coming up. Unfortunately, not much of note. Franz Ferdinand and The Weakerthans both have shows in September, and then the Pixies have two shows in early December. Of course, the Pixies tickets are more expensive than the other two shows put together...  
 
Hopefully we'll get some good indie groups at Olde Club again. And this year I need to make sure I actually go to most of the shows -- I still regret missing The Wrens. 



Friday, July 23, 2004

Missy is gone. For some reason I didn't think I would cry much... But I did.
 
I couldn't find the energy to do much today, so after I went to the dentist, I watched The West Wing... 5 straight episodes. Whee! After dinner I worked on organizing my MP3s, because I'm anal like that.  
 
I leave for Chicago on Sunday, then go to Michigan on Tuesday. Then I should be done traveling until I go back to Swat... Which is coming up rather quickly, actually. Coolness.


Summary of today (well, yesterday now, I guess):
 
Woke up early to take Matt to the train station
Went back to sleep
Was woken up by a phone call; made plans for the night
Did yard work
Watched an episode of The West Wing
Played around with my MP3 player
Went and saw Fahrenheit 9/11
Hung out with Saka
Checked email
 
And that brings me up to now. Fahrenheit 9/11 was okay - not as good as I had expected, but not bad. I think I liked Bowling for Columbine more.
 
Missy, our dog, is falling apart. She didn't eat anything today, and we're not sure if she drank much water either. My mom is taking her into the vet tomorrow morning. This morning, I guess. In about 7 hours. She's going to be put down - there's really no other choice. She's hobbling around, not eating, throwing up bile... It's sad. We've had her for 14 or 15 years... But the last few years have just sort of been a countdown towards this point, as we watched her deteriorate slowly. Up until now, she's gotten a second wind and gotten a bit better, only to get worse again. This time it's for real though - she's skin and bones and just can't make it anymore. It's going to be weird without her... I can't really remember not having her... We got her in St. Louis, so that was when I was in kindergarten, maybe even earlier. But watching her the past few days has been really hard; I know that putting her down is for the best. But it's just hard to really fathom.


Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Watched this show on the SciFi channel last night: The Buried Secret of M. Night Shyamlan (and no, I have no idea if that's spelled correctly. The consensus of everyone I was watching it with is that it's an interesting publicity stunt sort of thing, sort of like when The Blair Witch Project came out and some people thought it was a real documentary. It'll be interesting to find out if they'll actual come out and say it was a fake, or if they'll just remain mum about the whole thing. But the thing was sponsored by The Village, Night's new movie... That, and the fact that if Night was as pissed off about the "uncovered truth" as the show says he would sue and prevent it from airing, support the whole hoax idea. That and the subject matter of the "documentary"...
 
Moving on. Saw two movies today: I, Robot (better than I expected, more twists than the previews let on) and Out of Sight (pretty good). I also played poker and made some money. Woohoo! And that is basically all I did. Quite exciting life I lead, is it not?

Saturday, July 17, 2004

Eep! Blogger has changed again! Now there are different font options that don't require HTML... Oooh... Isn't that lovely? Multiple fonts... And only a few more to test... And... done!
 
Anyway. Moving on. Went down to St. Louis today to do some shopping. I bought another un-me shirt. This one is basically a corset. It's white and has roses on it and laces up the front... It's very very pretty, and very very much not a black band t-shirt. Though I also did buy a couple of those (well, one was navy blue)... I also got some CDs that I was looking for: My Chemical Romance's 1st CD, and Fugazi's 13 Songs. I really like Fugazi right now... (Thanks Colleen!) I also bought two skirts, but they're just to replace ones I've outgrown. I'm not going super girly... Just maybe not as tomboyish as I used to be.
 
Starting tomorrow, life here at home should be interesting. My brother is back home, with his girlfriend here to visit, and Matt is coming down tomorrow. And my mom has enlisted all of us to do yardwork. Oh yay.
 
But now, sleep.
 
 

Thursday, July 15, 2004

So I've joined Friendster because of my lovely pal Nell. I'm working on adding friends, and since I'm too lazy to look up everyone's email addresses, I'm just typing in names. So all this results are popping up... Some are actually the people I was looking for, some are not. It's kind of odd, though... People's names become so intermeshed with their personalities when you get to know them, so coming across someone with the same name who is completely different is just wierd. Or maybe that's the sleepiness talking.

Today was appointment day. 8:30 am dentist, 2:30 eye doctor. Woot. Such fun.

Tuesday, July 13, 2004

It's been miserably hot here at home. I miss Denver's lack of humidity, though I'm still glad to be back. I have no energy to do anything, though I did drag myself out of bed to exercise... At like 1 this afternoon. Other than that, no much. I've gotten my mother addicted to Bookworm (and she's so much better than me at it - it makes me feel sad) and VH1's I Love the 90's will be providing me with entertainment for the rest of the week. And then Matt comes. Yay!

Sunday, July 11, 2004

Ah, home. My comfy bed, my room all to myself, sleeping late, and no working on a house. Bliss.

Thursday, July 08, 2004

The trip has been extended one day so we can finish up a few things. Gah.

Wednesday, July 07, 2004

This trip has shown me something - working on a house should never be considered a vacation. At least not if it's on a deadline.

One more day of work, one day of driving - with a stop in Kansas to check out the largest prarie dog in the world, just for the hell of it - and then I'm home.

I cannot wait to get home. I miss my bed. I want to go up to my room and close myself in and avoid all human noises. I've been with people 24/7 for the past week, and I need a break. Little things - the loudness of breathing, snoring, chewing - are driving me crazy. They often annoy me, but they're really driving me up the wall now because I just can't get away from them.

I also want to see my cats. There are dogs in the new neighborhood, and there was a brief encounter with a cute kitten, but I want some serious feline company.

And I also want serious amounts of sleep. Lots and lots of it. Grr.

Saturday, July 03, 2004

I'm in Denver right now. Today was another day spent working on the house. I'm really sore. At least I don't have to strip any more wallpaper... I should get to paint tomorrow, which might use some different muscles in my arm. Maybe. With my luck, it won't, and I'll be just as sore.

Saturday night and Sunday will be fun, though. We're going to Cirque du Soleil on Sunday, which I'm looking forward to. And tomorrow night we'll probably be going to Tattered Cover, one of the best book stores ever. I'll hopefully get to buy some books I've been looking for but haven't been able to find. I got my JTHM book there a year or so ago, and I'm hoping to find some more Vasquez comics.

Alright. Sleep sounds good right about now.