| Cake Balls, Sushi, Oz/Devon=Best Birthday Ever! |
[Sep. 6th, 2009|12:07 am] |
Thanks to everyone for their birthday wishes! I haven't been very diligent about logging on, reading and replying.
I took Friday, August 28th off from work for my birthday. I had to work Saturday and Sunday so I had to delay my usual birthday vacation until September 2nd through 7th.
The Thursday before my birthday, I received a darling card from Christine,our Children's Assistant, and a Michael's gift card from Deb, our Circulation Manager. That night at Club Anime, Emily (one of my favorite anime teens) brought me a beautiful mixed bouquet of flowers and a birthday balloon. She told me that she asked to florist for something "classy" because that's the kind of person I am. Too cute!
Friday was sushi and shopping with my mother and sister. A fun time was had by all.
We picked up FandomNiece after school. A few of her friends called her to sing "Happy Birthday" to me and a lot of the anime club kids texted birthday messages to her for me. (As much as I love my anime kids, I'm not about to hand out my phone number. Luckily, FandomNiece is friends with all of them and can field messages for me.)
While FandomNiece was here, I checked Dreamwidth and found my favorite birthday present online from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) glossing . It's a wonderful Oz/Devon story entitled Backseat driver in a car of love. It's an X-rated crossover with Pineapple Express that has kept me smiling for days. The characterization is absolutely perfect. I couldn't have asked for a better birthday present.
On Sunday, we did the family thing and had dinner at Roma's, a local Italian restaurant. Since we had trouble finding a whole wheat cake mix, Mom made a gluten free chocolate cake with dark chocolate icing that was surprisingly yummy. Thumbs up for Pamela's brand cake mixes!
On Tuesday, Carol (another Circulation Assistant) met me at Whataburger to deliver my birthday Cake Balls along with some peanut butter balls. The Whataburger employee who was taking a smoke break probably thought it was the strangest drug deal ever because Carol pulled up to my car, handed me the box (wrapped in Dick and Jane paper), and then drove off. I adore Carol's Cake Balls because in addition to being delicious, they also give me the opportunity for me to tell her repeatedly how I love having her balls in my mouth.
So, it was a fabulous birthday. Turning 42 was painless and fun. |
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| I'm Alive! |
[Aug. 16th, 2009|10:40 pm] |
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For those of you who don't follow me on Twitter, I survived my colonoscopy with a clean bill of health. I have to go back to the doctor in a year and hopefully, won't have to repeat the procedure until 2014!
Everyone was right about the worst part being the drinking of the "cleansing" meds. Here's how it went:
6pm, 1st 8 ounce glass: That's really not all that bad. I don't know what the fuss if about. It's like a salty orange drink.
6:15 pm, 2nd 8 ounce glass: A really salty, orange drink.
6:30pm, 3rd 8 ounce glass: Damn, that's salty. And the citrus flavor is not doing anything to help the situation. Hey, what's that noise? Is that my stomach?
6:50pm, 4th 8 ounce glass: MOTHERFUCKER! I can barely choke this down.
I went to mix up my 2am dosage and was interrupted by something that I will not describe. Let's just say, the meds kicked it.
2am, 5th 8 ounce glass: This is horrible but I can do this. I must do this.
2:20am, 6th 8 ounce glass: I'm not going to make it.
2:40am, 7th 8 ounce glass: Just one more after this one. Just one more after this one. Just one more after this one.
3:00 am, 8th (and final) 8 ounce glass: Just drink. Don't think about it. Drink it. (Chugs it) VICTORY IS MINE!
As for the procedure, I totally slept through everything. I wasn't even awake to talk to my doctor but luckily, my Mom was there to hear the good news.
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| I Survived Summer Reading and.... |
[Aug. 12th, 2009|12:51 pm] |
all I got is this stupid colonoscopy. Tomorrow I am having a colonoscopy. I thought about cut-tagging it but I'm not going into any detail. I'm too young for this but my father had colon cancer and my doctor thinks it's important to have one.
I think the most unpleasant thing about this whole experience is the fasting. I can't eat anything but "clear liquids" today. Clear liquids are not food.
To distract myself, I loaded up on books, DVDs, and CDs. I must stay away from the TV because I naturally gravitate to Food Network, Man Vs. Food and Top Chef. Food=good. Even the "Why Yer Fat" RSS feed is making me hungry.
I will also be catching up journal posts. The only good thing about summer reading is that when it's over, I have lots of fic to read!
LOL, the Spell Checker offers the following replacements for colonoscopy: cloudscape, kaleidoscope. |
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| I Lost My Twitter Mojo |
[Jun. 7th, 2009|11:49 pm] |
I tried Twittering the Tonys but lost my mojo about 11 minutes into the program. I did write up a recap and tweated it here.
One thing I didn't mention was the nomination of Rock of Ages. Here's my idea. If you can just cobble together a musical with existing music, how about YouTube: The Musical. I say this just because I want to see this song performed on the Tony Awards. Along with Chocolate Rain and Shoes (and it's Spanish version Zapatos), I think we have a winner. If this happens, I'd better get some credit for this brilliant idea.
Just a warning, you will probably not here much from me until August 9th. Yes, the Summer Reading Program started this Friday at the library. I had about 40 kids in for pizza, prizes and video games. It has taken me two days to recover.
Tomorrow I have Scenes and Screens, my drama and film club. We have the month of June to make as many short films as possible. In July, we will produce a play for the children's department. Too bad we can't do YouTube: The Musical.
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| My Dreamwidth |
[Apr. 30th, 2009|11:43 pm] |
I'm eccentrici thanks to glossing . I won't be leaving LJ or IJ but you can never have too many backups.
BTW, I am also eccentrici on Insane Journal and Twitter.
Since I must spread the word of Devon everywhere I go, I have also created Devonluv on DW. Friend and pimp because Devon needs some action. |
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| Good Days, Bad Days |
[Mar. 22nd, 2009|02:31 am] |
I just finished my first Spanish assignment! Whooo-hooo! Only 3 more before my midterm. Of course, I procrastinated and I have to finish the entire course by May 6th, but I did take a year of Spanish in high school so I should be able to make the deadline.
I've also been writing again. Our new Reference Librarian started a poetry group and it's really helped goad me into writing. I might even start writing fanfiction again and fulfill all those past due obligations that I've been promising to write people for years.
This week's Dollhouse finally made me happy that I stuck with the series. A third of the way through the episode, I was cursing Joss' name but then he turned it around and convinced me that it was all time well spent.
Part of me is dreading Monday and part of me wishes it was already Tuesday. On Monday, we have to take my dog, Rhett (my sister named him so don't blame me), to the doctor and I have a feeling I know what the doctor is going to say. Rhett is 17 years old. He's been pretty spry for his age but the past few weeks, we've been noticing a major decline. He really doesn't know where he is or what is happening around him. He has trouble eating and drinking. We've been preparing ourselves for the past fews years but it doesn't make it any easier to say goodbye. I thought it would but it doesn't. It doesn't help that my mom has transferred all her feelings about my father's declining health to the dog. In the end, there is no cure of old age. We all know that. It just doesn't make it any easier. |
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| Devon: The Early Years |
[Jan. 8th, 2009|12:03 am] |
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The link is broken now so here's the Overheard in New York entry for posterity:
10 Bucks Says He Falls to His Death in a Reflecting PoolLittle boy, singing and dancing: I'm too sexy for my skin, too sexy to be here, too sexy for this train. Oh yeah!
20-something woman: Stop it! Be quiet!
(train doors open)
Little boy, yelling: I'm gorgeous! (taunts 20-something woman and other passengers with a teddy bear, throwing his arms in the air) I'm gorgeous!
--R Train |
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| Look What We Found! |
[Dec. 31st, 2008|09:30 am] |
This morning, Gloria found a toilet brush on one of the self-checkout machines. A few minutes later, I found a straighted coat hanger next to the phone on the circulation desk. Is it going to be that kind of day?
BTW, the best find ever was a huge kitchen knife and a baby pacifier on top of the self-checkout machine. My thought...KILLER BABIES! |
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| Really,,,, |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|08:13 pm] |
Creepy Annoying Homeschool Kid just asked me if we had any books about making fuses. The little dude is barely able to see over the counter and he's already planning to bring about the end of days. Too bad we don't have the Anarchist's Cookbook... |
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| Anime Convention Ahoy! |
[Dec. 18th, 2008|05:22 pm] |
I am taking FandomNiece to Oni-Con this weekend so if anyone has any anime/manga/swag requests, just let me know. She unpacked and arranged my manga for me so I can actually write up a "To Buy" list and fill in some missing issues. Now if I can just make it through anime club tonight, I will be free! |
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| Got Mail? |
[Dec. 13th, 2008|11:55 am] |
Tired of opening your mailbox to find bills and junk mail? Need a laugh? Lost your will to live? Then you must send me your snail mail address and card preferences now! I inherited a Big Box O'Cards and feel the need to mail them out this holiday. Everything must go!
Categories include:
Scottish Terriers
Sick and Twisted
Boynton (Cute and Funny)
Kitsch
I Love You, Jesus
Cute Forest Animals
Realist Forest Animals
Shiny Poinsettia
Have a Purple Christmas
Houston
Psuedo-Victorian Chick Who Kind Of Looks Like Inara From Firefly If You Squint Hard And Take Off Your Glasses
Firefighter Kitsch
Mary Engelbreit
You don't have to limit yourself to one category. I am willing to send you more than one card. I have a roll of stamps and time on my hands.
Don't know me? I don't care!
Act now as supplies are limited! Send your address to eccentrici at aol dot com (fix the address, duh). Rest assured that I will not share your address with others or show up on your front porch drunk and wielding a spatula (unless you are into that).
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| Snow!: 2008 Featuring Oz |
[Dec. 11th, 2008|12:34 am] |
My photos of our incredible snowfall are here. There are some truly horrible photos of yours truly included in the set so beware.
The car featured in some of the photos is Oz, my relatively new (October) 2009 purple Honda Fit Sport. He looks blue in the photos but he is really dark purple with glitter or in Honda speak, Blackberry Pearl.
Tonight was rather strange. I walked down to visit Hillary (aka FandomNiece) and check out their snow. Then we walked over to my sister's new house on the golf course. People were out walking, making wee snowmen, and having snowball fights at 9pm. Usually our neighborhood is dead quiet by that time.
Since Ike, there has been this strange depression going around almost like a mental flu. I think the storm combined with the complete breakdown of our infrastructure combined with the financial crisis put everyone here in a collective coma. Personally, I feel like I've just been going through the motions since September. I go to work, I come home, I read a book, I go to bed. Then I do it all over again. I don't really feel anything.
Tonight was different. Tonight I felt really awake and alive. Tonight was so beautiful that I don't want to go to sleep.
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| I Wonder If David Levithan Watched Buffy? |
[Nov. 25th, 2008|02:52 pm] |
This will be short because I'm at work. I was processing our movie cover copy of Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist (which I've been meaning to read for while) and decided to read the first page. I adore David Levithan who writes Nick's part so I had to take a look.
First page, there is a character named Dev. He's the lead singer in a queercore band called The Fuck Offs. Now I have to read this book!
Excerpt here. It's not the first page but you will get the idea. |
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| Creepy... |
[Nov. 23rd, 2008|10:47 pm] |
Okay, I'm house/pet sitting and I keep hearing this scratching noise. Ella (the incontinent, neurotic dog) doesn't hear it but I do and it's creeping me out.
I owe people e-mail but it's hard to post because Sarah (the owner of the incontinent, neurotic dog) doesn't have a computer chair. No, she has has straight backed dining room chair that, while decorative, makes my butt feel like it's in a vice. And not in a good way.
The scratching continues.
I took FandomNiece to see "Twilight" and will post wank later. I will say that the movie is much better than the book which is kind of like saying that eating dog poop is far superior to eating cat poop.
Note to Stephanie Meyer: Watch Hitchcock movies to learn how to make a proper movie cameo. He did it right. You=Epic Fail.
FandomNiece's boyfriend gave her a Rukia sword for their one month anniversary. Awww.
I think the scratching is coming from a metal leaf wreath on the door. At least, I hope it is.
90% of this house is from Pottery Barn. I'm not kidding. I feel like I'm trapped in a catalog.
More later. |
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| Afterthoughts of the Random Variety |
[Nov. 3rd, 2008|10:13 pm] |
I'm still mulling over what happened today. Part of me acted on instinct and the other on sheer indignation with a little bit of reckless abandon thrown in for good measure.
Our Assistant Branch Manager had to call our Branch Manager, who was coming home from a SciFi/Fantasy convention in Canada, to ask her what kind of paperwork we needed to fill out and who we needed to contact downtown. Branch Manager told ASM to tell me that I was never to do that again. After much thought, I wouldn't do anything differently. Maybe I wouldn't have called the little bastard a little bastard but I still would have run after him. I don't know what I would have done if I had caught him.
I have two nice size gashes on my left hand by my thumb. I don't know how they happened but I think I cut them on some brambles. When I went back inside to make sure the police had been called, I looked down and noticed my hand was bleeding.
The sheriff's deputy made me count the money and in total, it was $54 and some change. Since it was over $50 and the guy was 18, he now has a Class B Misdemeanor on his record and was taken away in handcuffs.
I had mixed emotions upon seeing him. He started crying when they broke out the handcuffs. On one hand, he's 18 and just screwed up royally. I don't know what makes a person do something like he did but I feel sorry for him. I hate whatever or whoever made him this way. I hope he gets some help. I hope he can turn his life around and do something productive with it.
On the other hand, I am sick of seeing people victimized by people like him. I told one of my coworkers once that I pity the person who tries to assault me because I am one angry chick just waiting for some asshole to try something so I can unleash my fury upon them. I am sick of seeing people assaulted, mugged, raped or killed because they are the wrong race, age, gender or sexual orientation. I know that this crime has nothing to do with this issue. We were just an easy target (or so he thought) but I think that is why I reacted they way I did. Something inside me just snapped and I thought, "I am not going to be a victim. I am not going to let him get away with this." I'm sleepy so I am not expressing myself very well. Maybe I'll be more coherent tomorrow.
I've rambled enough tonight. I'm going to bed. I need to get some sleep.
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| I Can't Believe I Just Did This |
[Nov. 3rd, 2008|01:10 pm] |
I'm a little incoherent right now but I had to post this. I just helped foil a robbery at the library.
I was sitting at the front desk explaining to a clueless patron how maps work (I kid you not!) when a teen/adult male approached the desk. He looked me in the eye and then grabbed the Kid's Craft Donation Jar right off the counter and ran for it. I didn't hesitate, I yelled at him and took off after him. I was close on his heels as we exited the library and I knew where he was headed. He made his way to the back of the library building. I was about 4 feet behind him. By this time, some library patrons were also in pursuit. He jumped a neighborhood fence just about the time I reached him. Luckily, one of the patrons used to be in law enforcement and he jumped the fence along with another man and caught the little bastard.
My heart is still beating fast. This is the second time we have been robbed but the first time in broad daylight while we were open. I probably shouldn't have chased the guy but my instincts just kicked in.
More later. |
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