okay, picture this: I'm standing in the world's longest line at Starbucks, you know the one right by my house?...yah, that one. It was really busy this morning!
Anyway, I'm standing there, no make up on, half asleep, and this guy I've never seen before taps me on the shoulder. I turn around and he says, (and I quote)
Did you know that there are 35 Starbucks and 1.3 million people in Portland
The odds of us being in the very same line are staggering
Is it coincidence or is there a bigger power than you and me
That made us both crave a 3 dollar cup of coffee?
I mean, how lame is that!!!?? And that's not the end of it. Before I could say anything...
Hey, hey, hey, tell me can you feel it
It's filling up the room, there's something going on
See that little speaker in the ceiling
Listen real close it's playing our song
Looks like fate has finally found us
It's got us surrounded
So tell me, what are we're gonna do about it
He started singing! There's some strange guy in Starbucks singing to me in line at 7:30 in the morning! Everybody's staring, I was SO embarassed and I'm thinking 'who is this FREAK?'
I know what you're thinking
You're thinking 'man, this guy is a total freak'
You think the case I'm making for destiny is a little weak
Well, your shirt is blue, and mine is yellow, and my favorite colors green
Pretty amazing, if you know what I mean
Well, I like green too, but I don't know what that means! What does that mean? So then he sings the chorus to his little song again and then it gets even worse!
Come on now, you have to admit
We couldn't have written a better script
What a great story to tell our kids
(oh. my. heavens. he's talking about children?)
True story. Yah, I know, I couldn't believe it either. Isn't that crazy? It's like a movie or something.
Then what happened? Well..
Oops, wait, I gotta go.
He'll be here any minute...
Saturday, July 31, 2004
Friday, July 30, 2004
stupid electronics
So, my cd player randomly decided to start working again last night. But only on certain cds...after 3 months of playing nothing except my narnia radio dramas, it suddenly decided that it also liked the chicago soundtrack (burned) and toad the wet sproket (not burned). There is no pattern to this madness...
In other electronic notes, can anybody tell me how to add links to the sidebar of my blog? I'm too lazy to read the directions. I have other stupid questions too...maybe I should ask Daws to throw some of her bloggenius this way.
I like They Might Be Giants.
I'm not working today, so I get to decide what to do. Probably clean up that pile of junk that's on my bedroom floor. Birthdays are good, but then you have to find a place for all your new stuff. But that's a good thing. Maybe I'll go through my drawers too...I haven't done that in a while.
Okay, today is national cleaning day. And cd player freak out week.
In other electronic notes, can anybody tell me how to add links to the sidebar of my blog? I'm too lazy to read the directions. I have other stupid questions too...maybe I should ask Daws to throw some of her bloggenius this way.
I like They Might Be Giants.
I'm not working today, so I get to decide what to do. Probably clean up that pile of junk that's on my bedroom floor. Birthdays are good, but then you have to find a place for all your new stuff. But that's a good thing. Maybe I'll go through my drawers too...I haven't done that in a while.
Okay, today is national cleaning day. And cd player freak out week.
Thursday, July 29, 2004
concert news
Speechless.
Because I lost my voice from screaming so much. (surprised? you shouldn't be. I don't go to many concerts, so darn it, I'm gonna have a good time.)
It was a standing concert, and we were perfectly positioned, thanks to my genius and shoving ability. Middle of the stage, with only 2 rows of people standing in front of us. You get 1st row and you have to look up the whole time. We could see everything really close with out neck pain. Good stuff, ay?
We were really rocking tonight. It took a few songs to really get into it, but if you get the chance to go see Mutual Admiration Society (Nickel Creek, Glen Phillips, with a Led Zepplin bassist and Elvis Costello drummer), it's worth every penny. Perfectly smashing combination. Enough rock and enough bluegrass to please everyone, yet it avoids being a 'this song is bluegrass, that one is rock' thing. It just blends. Bets and I had a good time. Sean is still amazingly good looking, and Sara told a really funny story about getting onto the Eric Clapton bus instead of the MAS bus by accident. Chris is a funny as ever to watch, and he played off the new people very well. (note to self: dance more in your room so you don't feel so stupid doing it in public.)
Meeting Steph and Skunk for coffee and a drive tomorrow morning, and I'll be gone all day.
Should I get the Spiderman 2 soundtrack? or derek webb? or something else?
Oh, and Anna copied me by posting a 'happy/good things list.' I'll make her an optimist yet.
word of the day: intrepid
Because I lost my voice from screaming so much. (surprised? you shouldn't be. I don't go to many concerts, so darn it, I'm gonna have a good time.)
It was a standing concert, and we were perfectly positioned, thanks to my genius and shoving ability. Middle of the stage, with only 2 rows of people standing in front of us. You get 1st row and you have to look up the whole time. We could see everything really close with out neck pain. Good stuff, ay?
We were really rocking tonight. It took a few songs to really get into it, but if you get the chance to go see Mutual Admiration Society (Nickel Creek, Glen Phillips, with a Led Zepplin bassist and Elvis Costello drummer), it's worth every penny. Perfectly smashing combination. Enough rock and enough bluegrass to please everyone, yet it avoids being a 'this song is bluegrass, that one is rock' thing. It just blends. Bets and I had a good time. Sean is still amazingly good looking, and Sara told a really funny story about getting onto the Eric Clapton bus instead of the MAS bus by accident. Chris is a funny as ever to watch, and he played off the new people very well. (note to self: dance more in your room so you don't feel so stupid doing it in public.)
Meeting Steph and Skunk for coffee and a drive tomorrow morning, and I'll be gone all day.
Should I get the Spiderman 2 soundtrack? or derek webb? or something else?
Oh, and Anna copied me by posting a 'happy/good things list.' I'll make her an optimist yet.
word of the day: intrepid
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
list of bday stuff...
Because today is my birthday, I feel that I should get my way. Or at least some stuff. Actually, I already got some stuff. Wanna see?
So far, I have recieved:
the expensive shampoo/cond. that I like
a bunch of shirts
the satisfaction of knowing that anna copied me in something
nickel creek tickets for tomorrow night (Whoop!)
some pb magic shell (great stuff)
a ninja sword
money from my uncle
a computer
bracelet charms
bn gift card
blue dry erase board for my dorm door
a little gap 'e' pin
roman holiday special edition complete with dvd
We're having tacos tonight at 6 if anybody wants to come over. Just call me to rsvp. (503)288-2506.
There are only 2 things wrong with birthdays.
Having to send thank you cards and growing up.
So far, I have recieved:
the expensive shampoo/cond. that I like
a bunch of shirts
the satisfaction of knowing that anna copied me in something
nickel creek tickets for tomorrow night (Whoop!)
some pb magic shell (great stuff)
a ninja sword
money from my uncle
a computer
bracelet charms
bn gift card
blue dry erase board for my dorm door
a little gap 'e' pin
roman holiday special edition complete with dvd
We're having tacos tonight at 6 if anybody wants to come over. Just call me to rsvp. (503)288-2506.
There are only 2 things wrong with birthdays.
Having to send thank you cards and growing up.
Episodes at the Cas vol 3...
Talk about cultural differences!
It seems that since I started writing my 'adventures at work' online, something new and laughable happens all the time.
Yesterday, this aincent little Chinese woman tried to barter with me over a dress! (Sorry, lady, the Italian Mafia sets the prices here. I'd give it to you for $40, but they'd send me to Angelo. or Spike.) 'Too expensive,' she says about six times. When paying for the dress, she hands me $55 and looks around to make sure no one is watching, then says 'that's enough' in a whisper. I'm trying so hard to keep from laughing, and I tell her that I need $5 more. She grabs a pair of $3 markdown earrings and says 'dress to expensive. i buy, you give me.' No, again, sorry, but the earrings are only $3. Finally she buys the dress (after telling me that I gave her the wrong change) and then announces 'too expensive. i probably return tomorrow.'
In other news, I also attempted to convince my married with kids co-worker not to flirt with other married people. Everybody that I work with has such messed up lives. Nobody is married to their kid's dads, they sleep around, their kids are unmarried and have kids, one lady is having her MOM raise her kids so she doesn't have to be responsible for her kids and live in bf (oh, wait, they actually did get married recently. wonder how long that will last.) *sigh* Even the CHRISTIAN lady has been divorced and is dating again (but I guess that was before she became a Christian.) At least she's pursuing God now, and is very open about it at work. That's a big encouragment. I almost started crying at work yesterday, my heart was so broken over these peoples' awful, godless lives. Pray all the harder, I guess.
Sara might be coming over to dinner tonight! Pray that she does, and that my family can witness to her.
It seems that since I started writing my 'adventures at work' online, something new and laughable happens all the time.
Yesterday, this aincent little Chinese woman tried to barter with me over a dress! (Sorry, lady, the Italian Mafia sets the prices here. I'd give it to you for $40, but they'd send me to Angelo. or Spike.) 'Too expensive,' she says about six times. When paying for the dress, she hands me $55 and looks around to make sure no one is watching, then says 'that's enough' in a whisper. I'm trying so hard to keep from laughing, and I tell her that I need $5 more. She grabs a pair of $3 markdown earrings and says 'dress to expensive. i buy, you give me.' No, again, sorry, but the earrings are only $3. Finally she buys the dress (after telling me that I gave her the wrong change) and then announces 'too expensive. i probably return tomorrow.'
In other news, I also attempted to convince my married with kids co-worker not to flirt with other married people. Everybody that I work with has such messed up lives. Nobody is married to their kid's dads, they sleep around, their kids are unmarried and have kids, one lady is having her MOM raise her kids so she doesn't have to be responsible for her kids and live in bf (oh, wait, they actually did get married recently. wonder how long that will last.) *sigh* Even the CHRISTIAN lady has been divorced and is dating again (but I guess that was before she became a Christian.) At least she's pursuing God now, and is very open about it at work. That's a big encouragment. I almost started crying at work yesterday, my heart was so broken over these peoples' awful, godless lives. Pray all the harder, I guess.
Sara might be coming over to dinner tonight! Pray that she does, and that my family can witness to her.
Sunday, July 25, 2004
things. and some more things...
I'm sure this list will be frequently updated. So keep checking back.
Things I like:
Carbs - All of them
Karl Urban - He's really hot in Bourne Supremacy
Talking during movies - But only me
Ben and Jerry's Ice cream - Peanut Butter Cup, please
Birthdays - Espically mine
My down comforter - But not in the summer
Bed Head - Hair products
Slouching - Even though it's bad
Nickel Creek - Except I can't find anyone to go to the concert with me on Wednesday
Fans - Because it's still really warm
Making all my goals at work - Yay!
Skirts - They're just great
Dixie Chicks Live CD - Except when Natalie starts talking...
Roman Holiday - Special Collector's Edition complete with DVD!
Things I'm not sure about:
Matt Damon
The Odyssey
Work
Dell Computers
The new Narnia movies
Screaming
Things I for sure don't like:
Funeral Homes - Cheesy, fake, and perfectly horrid
Slapstick Comedy - except Jackie Chan
People who talk nasally
Don Knotts movies
Movie Trailers that don't give any glimpse of the movie (see Ocean's Twelve)
Having all my ice cream gone
Get some sleep. You look tired.
Things I like:
Carbs - All of them
Karl Urban - He's really hot in Bourne Supremacy
Talking during movies - But only me
Ben and Jerry's Ice cream - Peanut Butter Cup, please
Birthdays - Espically mine
My down comforter - But not in the summer
Bed Head - Hair products
Slouching - Even though it's bad
Nickel Creek - Except I can't find anyone to go to the concert with me on Wednesday
Fans - Because it's still really warm
Making all my goals at work - Yay!
Skirts - They're just great
Dixie Chicks Live CD - Except when Natalie starts talking...
Roman Holiday - Special Collector's Edition complete with DVD!
Things I'm not sure about:
Matt Damon
The Odyssey
Work
Dell Computers
The new Narnia movies
Screaming
Things I for sure don't like:
Funeral Homes - Cheesy, fake, and perfectly horrid
Slapstick Comedy - except Jackie Chan
People who talk nasally
Don Knotts movies
Movie Trailers that don't give any glimpse of the movie (see Ocean's Twelve)
Having all my ice cream gone
Get some sleep. You look tired.
Saturday, July 24, 2004
episodes at the Cas...vol 2
I just love how people seem to think that *I* control prices at work. I mean, it's incredibly flattering that I seem to radiate that level of importance to people, but sometimes it is slightly disturbing.
true story
This evening, a lady walks up to me, holding a shirt that I know for a fact was marked down two days ago. It hangs on a rack with many other shirts, the sign above reading '$9.99 and up.' She sneers slightly at me (not only am I a clothing rack, I'm a hideous monster!) and asks 'how much is this? It's on the $9.99 and up rack.' ('very observant, this female of advanced age,' I says to myself) 'everything is priced as marked, so...'
I check the tag. I even check a couple of other shirts of the same style, just to make sure it's not marked wrong.
'yep. It's $29.99.' I smile. Convincingly.
She raises her nose at me, and (i'm not joking) snorts. For real.
'Still? It's been $29.99 for a long time,' and she flounced out of the door.
probably true
Everyone should know that the prices are actually controlled by the Italian Mafia, who own Casual Corner Group, Inc. They send us e-mail a couple of times a month with the markdowns and promotions.
They probably wouldn't like all their secrets getting out, but since only 2 people read this blog, I should be okay.
Just don't tell the media.
true story
This evening, a lady walks up to me, holding a shirt that I know for a fact was marked down two days ago. It hangs on a rack with many other shirts, the sign above reading '$9.99 and up.' She sneers slightly at me (not only am I a clothing rack, I'm a hideous monster!) and asks 'how much is this? It's on the $9.99 and up rack.' ('very observant, this female of advanced age,' I says to myself) 'everything is priced as marked, so...'
I check the tag. I even check a couple of other shirts of the same style, just to make sure it's not marked wrong.
'yep. It's $29.99.' I smile. Convincingly.
She raises her nose at me, and (i'm not joking) snorts. For real.
'Still? It's been $29.99 for a long time,' and she flounced out of the door.
probably true
Everyone should know that the prices are actually controlled by the Italian Mafia, who own Casual Corner Group, Inc. They send us e-mail a couple of times a month with the markdowns and promotions.
They probably wouldn't like all their secrets getting out, but since only 2 people read this blog, I should be okay.
Just don't tell the media.
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
episodes at the Cas...vol 1
So I'm at work this evening, and this lady walks in the door. Being the perky Retail Sales Associate (stupid, stupid name for a stupid, stupid job) that I am, I greet her. 'How are you doing this evening?'
She ignores me. (It's just so lovely being treated like you're a clothing rack. Try it some time.)
She looks around, slightly confused, at all of our lovely clothes, and announces, (not to me, just to the general world) 'it looks too...' and waves hands around wildly for a long moment while searching for an end to her sentance.
Finally, she triumphantly announces 'not casual enough!' and walks out.
Well, you have a nice evening, too!
She ignores me. (It's just so lovely being treated like you're a clothing rack. Try it some time.)
She looks around, slightly confused, at all of our lovely clothes, and announces, (not to me, just to the general world) 'it looks too...' and waves hands around wildly for a long moment while searching for an end to her sentance.
Finally, she triumphantly announces 'not casual enough!' and walks out.
Well, you have a nice evening, too!
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
some fiction...maybe
So there was this girl, who we'll call...Erin, but sometimes we'll just shorten it to Rin, cause Erin is such a long name.
Erin/Rin had a cat that she loved very much. We'll call the cat...Rocco. Or sometimes Jack.
Anyway, Rocco/Jack was a nice cat, but he wasn't really very friendly to people. Then he got sick. Really REALLY sick. Erin/Rin got really worried, and was in a really bad mood and ready to bite people's heads off for about 3 days.
Other people got pretty worried about Rocco/Jack and Erin/Rin too. Mostly about Erin/Rin, and what she might do if Rocco/Jack didn't get better. (Portland has a lot of bridges. Tall ones. Over water. Deep water. Comprendo?)
Other people prayed for Erin/Rin's favorite cat, Rocco/Jack, and asked God to make him feel better, or to make Erin/Rin feel better, even if Rocco/Jack didn't.
God must really, really like Erin/Rin, cause He made Rocco/Jack feel better. Very fast. Erin/Rin is happy because Rocco/Jack is happy. Other people are happy because Erin/Rin is happy.
God? I'll bet if you talked to Him, He'd be happy too.
Erin/Rin had a cat that she loved very much. We'll call the cat...Rocco. Or sometimes Jack.
Anyway, Rocco/Jack was a nice cat, but he wasn't really very friendly to people. Then he got sick. Really REALLY sick. Erin/Rin got really worried, and was in a really bad mood and ready to bite people's heads off for about 3 days.
Other people got pretty worried about Rocco/Jack and Erin/Rin too. Mostly about Erin/Rin, and what she might do if Rocco/Jack didn't get better. (Portland has a lot of bridges. Tall ones. Over water. Deep water. Comprendo?)
Other people prayed for Erin/Rin's favorite cat, Rocco/Jack, and asked God to make him feel better, or to make Erin/Rin feel better, even if Rocco/Jack didn't.
God must really, really like Erin/Rin, cause He made Rocco/Jack feel better. Very fast. Erin/Rin is happy because Rocco/Jack is happy. Other people are happy because Erin/Rin is happy.
God? I'll bet if you talked to Him, He'd be happy too.
Sunday, July 18, 2004
a very noir night
Yikes, but it's a hot night...I thought I escaped humidity when I flew home from GA, but it's not to be. My room is highly warm at the moment, even with the fans blowing, so I'd rather sit at the computer than attempt sleep.
It reminds me of that old radio show, (Phillip Marlowe? I can't remember) about the restless Santa Ana wind causing the mild mannered housewife to ponder the back of her husband's neck while holding a carving knife...the kind of night that's right for a murder........
*wakes from her reverie* It's is a very noir night.
I got pictures back from the photo place today. There's such a sense of finality about that last roll of film...the end of my internship, the end of the 'trip of a lifetime,' the end of an era. I had one picture left, so I took it of my tp credit card being cut up. *sigh* How the heck did I get this sentimental??!! Anyway, I got some excellent shots (I look the same in every picture) of National Convention (I love George Gebert), and Rachel's visit to Portland (Me as Shania! *laugh*)
Is it possible to have inside jokes with yourself?
Wow, I have NO idea where that came from. I'll have to tell Steph to add that one to What Is This?.
This humidity is getting to me for sure!
It reminds me of that old radio show, (Phillip Marlowe? I can't remember) about the restless Santa Ana wind causing the mild mannered housewife to ponder the back of her husband's neck while holding a carving knife...the kind of night that's right for a murder........
*wakes from her reverie* It's is a very noir night.
I got pictures back from the photo place today. There's such a sense of finality about that last roll of film...the end of my internship, the end of the 'trip of a lifetime,' the end of an era. I had one picture left, so I took it of my tp credit card being cut up. *sigh* How the heck did I get this sentimental??!! Anyway, I got some excellent shots (I look the same in every picture) of National Convention (I love George Gebert), and Rachel's visit to Portland (Me as Shania! *laugh*)
Is it possible to have inside jokes with yourself?
Wow, I have NO idea where that came from. I'll have to tell Steph to add that one to What Is This?.
This humidity is getting to me for sure!
Saturday, July 17, 2004
a quest for a name...
While questing for the highly elusive 'perfectly descriptive, yet creative name for my blog,' I plugged many a 'word that I wish described me' into the depths of dictionary.com's master thesaurus.
Artisitic - blah blah blah, so it's not really me, but I'd like to be
Creative - occasionally, but as of late I have been strongly lacking in inspiration (as can be seen by the plethora of half paragraphs scrawled lazily in my notebook)
Elegant - darn it, the registrar didn't give me a ballet class for fall semester
Rare - okay, so I'd like to think that I'm pretty unique, and a few of the synonyms were actually promising, especially...
Recherche - uncommon, rare, exquisite, choice. Sought out with care - hence, of rare quality, elegance, or attractiveness. (of course, it also implies overrefined, forced, pretentious and overblown, but hey, nobody's perfect.)
unfortunately, someone else had plagiarized my idea for this beautiful word! *shock* Darn people. However, in true English major form, the word was altered just enough to get the url.
Now, if I could just learn how to pronounce it...
Artisitic - blah blah blah, so it's not really me, but I'd like to be
Creative - occasionally, but as of late I have been strongly lacking in inspiration (as can be seen by the plethora of half paragraphs scrawled lazily in my notebook)
Elegant - darn it, the registrar didn't give me a ballet class for fall semester
Rare - okay, so I'd like to think that I'm pretty unique, and a few of the synonyms were actually promising, especially...
Recherche - uncommon, rare, exquisite, choice. Sought out with care - hence, of rare quality, elegance, or attractiveness. (of course, it also implies overrefined, forced, pretentious and overblown, but hey, nobody's perfect.)
unfortunately, someone else had plagiarized my idea for this beautiful word! *shock* Darn people. However, in true English major form, the word was altered just enough to get the url.
Now, if I could just learn how to pronounce it...
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