19DEC2011

So, I'd been talking with my friend Jeff, whom I met working for GSK in Hamilton, MT. I was complaining about my job and the COMPLETE inconsistency of the hours (despite the fact that I was SUPPOSED to be working full time), the brain-melting boredom I'm suffering from, and the unbelieveable snobbiness I've encountered.

HOWEVER, Jeff (once again) was able to effortlessly "one-up" me. It seems that the company I was once employed with has been working tirelessly to find ways to further f-up the incredible, peerless, streamlined process of creating monophosphoryl lipid A (MPL) that has ALREADY existed for decades in Hamilton, MT, the only place on EARTH that can successfully produce this vaccine adjuvant... It's actually quite impressive, the lengths they will go to to mess up the existing technique and work-flow, both of which were ENTIRELY successful until corporate got involved. ;)

17DEC2011:

Why do I feel like every day working at this boutique is a test of my mental, spiritual, and emotional mettle? It's like that scene in "Indiana Jones and the The Last Crusade"...

"[She] chose... poorly. ;D

15DEC2011

Once again, struggling to find an outfit "worthy" enough for MkLaren... I came up with this:

Eh... That'll do, pig. ;)

12DEC2011

I didn't work today, but my friend "Good Jason" stopped by for a bit to chat and hang out. By the by, he himself authorized me to call him by this moniker to distinguish him from my ex, who is the manifestation of all that is the opposite of "good". Incidentally, he is actually entered into my phone contacts AS “Good Jason”! ;) Just so my tiny brain doesn’t get confused and accidentally call one instead of the other…
In any case, his little boys came with him, also known as Odin and Eddie, a.k.a. Mario and Luigi. Y’all know how much I LOVE alter-egos… LOL! So, naturally, my neighbor Jeff gave them each bokens, which essentially STICKS used by Japanese people to beat each other senseless in the name of martial arts training. Yay… little boys with gigantic sticks!!! No danger involved in this situation AT ALL. ;) And yet… still cute somehow?!? I told them, "Make some fierce faces!", and this is the result:

How can something so dangerous be so CUTE? ;)

11DEC2011

Another day off... another dollar? Heh! I spent today making about a BILLION cream cheese wontons for my RAD friend Nusharin, who is paying me to help her make appetizers for her restaurant to help get me through these tough times. Oh, and she's letting me keep a TON of crap in her garage so I don't have to pay for a storage unit and/or have a bunch of Rubbermaid bins stacked up in my apartment, which has absolutely no place to hide such things except a tiny closet. Could anyone have a greater friend? :) The "fruits" of my labor...

Me 2:

Outfit of the day... As seen on one of the mannequins in the store. Looked better on her, though. ;)

Estimated cost = $390. And worth every penny. That is, if you have a lot of disposable income and can easily afford it... *wink*

Me 1:

Gaaaahhhh... I'm going to have to read a LOT of books during the time I spend working here. Otherwise, my brain is going to atrophy. It's NOT that I don't love my job, it's just... learning designer names and varying fits isn't enough to keep my fickle brain happy. ;)

10DEC2011

Another day, another outfit... Please ignore the blinding sun, I DO have a white top under this silly short grey sweater. ;)

I'm blowin' ya'll a kiss before I go to work... ;)

Me 2:

...Which makes this, what? The "Cardigan of the Day"?!? ;) Whew. Crap. I love this also... too bad it costs $120. LOL! If I were one of the wealthy women that could afford to shop here, I tell you WHAT! *wink*

Me 1:

Outfit of the day from MkLaren, the HOT, NEW Woman's boutique in Fort Collins... ;) Designer = "21 Julienne".

09DEC2011

Work outfit of the day... With these ladies, trust me, you gotta be AT THE TOP OF YER GAME!!! ;)

Me 2:

Wow. I get home from work, and find THESE waiting for me, in the chair next to my door:

My dear Nusharin... was there EVER a better friend than you?!? :D And for NO REASON WHATSOEVER!!! Why do MEN never do these things?!? I suppose we girls have to do them for eachother, instead. :)

Me 1:

Gahhhhh... This DRESS!!! HELP! It's by the designer "Theme", just like that camel-colored coat I tried on the other day. Too rad for words. But where would I wear it? So far as I know, I wasn't invited to the Academy Awards next year... ;) Boo... Even if I owned it, I'd be "all dressed up with no place to go". Rats.

07DEC2011

I'm off to work again! It's kinda fun to play "Dress Up" every day before work... ;)

Me 1:

So, I finished my first work day at the women's Boutique, MkLaren, opening up on Thursday of this week.

Let's be honest, folks, I almost CRIED when I walked into this place. SO many BEAUTIFUL things, so little money. ;) I'm tellin' ya'll, a woman could lose her ASS in here and walk away happy!

For the whole day, I learned to steam, hang, tag, and fold. One factoid about my first day: I folded EVERY single pair of pants in the WHOLE STORE. They had all been folded backwards, so that the LEFT pocket was out, when everyone (who's ANYONE and knows a SINGLE THING about designer denim) knows that the all-important pocket markings are always on the RIGHT side. By the time I was done, I was better at it than anyone else in the store, including the owner, LOL! ;D

One of the COOLEST things about this job is that it is super important for all of us sales associates to understand the sizing and fit of most (if not all) of the items in the store. You might ask, "What does this mean, exactly?" Well, folks, it means... DRESS UP TIME! Heh. When things are slow in the store, you're supposed to either try things on, or say to a fellow associate, "Girl, I gotta see you in THIS!" Just like being a little girl in a princess outfit all over again!

So, my "Must-HAVE" item for today is a camel-colored coat by the designer Theme, which had been giving me the EYE all day:

Today, this jacket... tomorrow, THE WORLD?!? Sigh. Who knows... I'll probably never get to find out WHAT I could achieve if I owned this coat. LOL! ;)

06DEC2011

Okay, time for an update on the job situation:

WHOO-FREAKIN'-HOO!!!! I got a REAL f-ing job!!! :D I got hired on recently by this new upscale women's botique clothing store opening up in the south-west part of town.

Wanna know a secret? I have no idea why these guys hired me. I mean, I am THRILLED that they did, but I am one of the few people working there that has NOT had any significant retail experience. I mean, selling geospatial software and making lattes REALLY doesn't qualify me to sell expensive clothing. Perhaps I dazzed them with my wits? ;) LOL! No, I'm just kidding, but I think I managed to convince them I'm a smart cookie, and have a good attitude, and isn't that really all you need to succeed in almost any position?

In any case, I definitely chose my outfit with great care this morning. My neighbor Jeff did me a solid and took my picture before I went to work this morning... I felt like a little kid on the first day of school! Will the other kids like me? ;)

04DEC2011

Okay, this song (well, the VIDEO, really) is WAY too RAD not to share... Wasn't I just talking about Superheroes yesterday?!? LOL!



The only thing this video is missing is frickin' SPIDER-GIRL, hehe! ;)

03DEC2011

I've decided that I need a Theme Song. Every Superhero needs one, so why shouldn't I? ;) Spider-Girl's current theme song is (drumroll please):

Tom Petty - "Learning to Fly"




Okay, it's CREEPY how much my hair looks like Tom Petty's in this video right now. Perhaps I should have gone as him for halloween. Him or David Bowie. I bear a striking resemblence to both of them... Traditionally, not a good look for a girl. ;)


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Later today, I met my friend Morgan at New Belgium Brewery here in Fort Collins. While we hadn't been able to sign up for a brewery tour in advance, we WERE able to take the place of some people who didn't show up... SUCKERS! ;)

The brewery was BEAUTIFUL, and the second floor of the brewing center was so lovely that it had actually been used as a reception hall for the weddings of two employees. Good choice, dudes. Heh. Look at the mosaics all around the brewing tanks:

These gorgeous mosaics even extended onto the bar... A sample of New Belgium's "Abbey Ale" looks gorgeous here, no? :)

Speaking of weddings... Morgan and I discussed (among MANY other things) my mental breakdown, her feeling burned out with class, and (*GASP*) her surprise engagement to her WONDERFUL guy, Ben. Well done, you two... even if SOME of us (*awkward cough*) can't seem to find that indescribable thing, at least OTHERS can. The BEST of us... :) Congratulations, you two!!!

Some pics from our tour:

27NOV2011

Yay!!! David Jacobs-Strain is coming to visit today!!! :)

Even though I'm still sorta sick, I'm SUPER excited to see him!

26NOV2011

I totally have the flu. I had to come home "early" yesterday at 12:00pm because I was shaking and freezing cold. Spent the rest of the day yesterday alternately shaking with cold and sweating like a mo' fo'. Yuck. :(

Me 1:

Oh my God, I feel like DEATH today. Either I:

a.) Have the Flu

b.) Am alergic to "Black Friday"

c.) Am alergic to DirectTV

d.) Am alergic to BestBuy

e.) All of the above

I'm going with e.) Any veterinary students out there glad I didn't add f.) two of the above and g.) three of the above? ;)

25NOV2011

I cannot FUCKING believe I'm doing this.

I got up at 2:00 AM this morning so I can drive to Loveland and ask people if they want something they DON'T FUCKING WANT. Yay...

23NOV2011

This is ALL I have to say this morning... Before I go turn "illusions" for money. Heh! ;)

Me 1:

IKEA, why hast thou forsaken me?!? ;)

I built myself a dining room table tonight, which turned out quite lovely.

AND THEN?!? I tried to build myself a bed frame. DUN DUN DUN....

I even enlisted the help of my neighbor, Jeff. Because, I mean, there's this GREAT picture at the front of the instruction manual:

I did EXACTLY like Ikea said!!! I got a FRIEND to help me, although Jeff didn't happen to have a pencil behind his ear... But STILL. I did what they said.

BUT, it turned out that I was missing a CRUCIAL piece!!! You can see this GIGANTIC, important metal piece, which runs down the middle of the frame and SUPPORTS THE ENTIRE BED here:

I was SUPER pissed. I mean, I've been PUTTING OFF building this DAMNED thing because I thought it would be really hard, and then FINALLY decided to build it tonight. Jeff and I searched BOTH of the TWO boxes for this piece, and it SERIOUSLY wasn't ANYWHERE. So, what did I do next?!? I followed some of the other directions on the FIRST PAGE:

I called Ikea. I told the (somehow) Indian dude that FINALLY answered the Denver location's phone that I was missing this CRUCIAL piece, and he said, "Oh, well, that piece comes seperately. Sorry that nobody told you that when you bought the bed frame..."

WTF?!?!? GAAAAAAAHHHH!!!

21NOV2011

Well, I got a job. It's NOT the one I want, but I got one. Tomorrow, I will head over to BestBuy, and try to sell people something they don't want... DirectTV.

Yay?!?

;)

19NOV2011

So, my job interview this morning turned out to be a BIT more than an interview... To fill everyone in, the purpose of this job is to try and sell DirectTV to customers in BestBuy who want NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU!!! ;)

So, once I got to the office this morning, the guy in charge said, "Hey, how's it going? This is so-and-so, and he's one of my head sales guys. You'll be going into the field with him and shadowing him while he works. He's going to observe you and see how you do trying to sell the product."

You LITERALLY have to WALK UP to people and say, "Hi, do you know what's going on in the store today? BestBuy has teamed up with DirectTV to provide better television service to people. Who is your current cable provider?"

ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!? OH MY GOD!!! HELP!!! My SOUL is being SUCKED out of my BODY!!! AHHHHHHH!!!

Me 3:

Once again, my friend and neighbor Jeff has been trying to cheer me up today.

Just to clarify, we are SERIOUSLY JUST FRIENDS. We both happen to live in the same apartment complex, are both frusteratingly unemployed, and live right next to one another.

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In any case, he's been sending me text messages to try and make me smile:

Jeff: "Did you have fun at your appointment? If you want to go see puppies and kitties at the humane society, or want some left-over pizza, let me know..."

Jeff: "I could make dinner tonight and put on a dance show. Or you can ride Kyzer wearing my Australian hat."

Jeff: "I know of a palm reader if you want your future read."

Jeff: "Or a young male prostitute? Would that make you smile?"

Me: "LOLOL! Maybe. ;) Hehe!"

Jeff: "I have six things you can break in the parking lot of this apartment that won't harm anything and are biodegradable."

Me: "Hmmmm... what in the world are you talking about?"

Jeff: "Eggs."

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And so, Jeff and I went into the small lot behind our apartment complex, and I BUSTED SOME SHIT UP! ;) Okay, granted, it was only 6 locally-produced eggs, and I had placed a plastic garbage bag against the fence to make sure we wouldn't cause TOO much of a mess, and Jeff added one of his plastic-wrapped winter tires to further ensure that we wouldn't cause a scene, but STILL.

Me, prepared to BREAK SOME SHIT:

The ultimate result of our shenanigans:

Story 1:

Before leaving Eugene in October, I was informed that all of the lovely books from my childhood were going to be given away unless I took them with me. So, I loaded them into my car along with some other things which I CAN'T FIND ROOM FOR in my little apartment.

This proved to be a lucky coincidence. Without further ado, folks, this is the story of Narcissus, as taken from the BEAUTIFUL children's book entitled "Favorite Greek Myths", illustrated by Troy Howell.

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"The Face in the Pool: The story of Echo and Narcissus"

When Zeus came to the mountains, the wood nymphs rushed to embrace the jovial god. They played with him in icy waterfalls, and laughed with him in lush green glades.

Zeus's wife, Hera, was very jealous, and often she searched the mountainside, trying to catch her husband with the nymphs. But whenever Hera came close to finding Zeus, a charming nymph named Echo stepped across her path. Echo chatted with Hera in a lively fashion and did whatever she could to stall the goddess until Zeus and the other nymphs had escaped.

Eventually, Hera discovered that Echo had been trucking her, and she flew into a rage. "Your tongue has made a fool of me!" she shouted at Echo. Henceforth, your voice will be more brief, my dear! You will always have the LAST word, but never the FIRST!"

From that day on, poor Echo could only repeat the last words of what others said.

One day, Echo spied a golden-haired youth hunting deer in the woods. The boy's name was Narcissus, and he was the most beautiful young man in the forest. All who looked upon Narcissus fell in love with him immediately. But he would have nothing to do with anyone, for he was very conceited.
When Echo first laid eyes on Narcissus, her heart burned like the flame of a torch. She secretly followed him through the woods, loving him more with each step. She got closer and closer until Narcissus heard the leaves rustling. He whirled around and finally cried out, "Who's here?"

From behind a tree, Echo repeated his last word, "Here!"
Narcissus looked about in wonder, "Who are you? Come to me!" he said.

"Come to me!" said Echo.

Narcissus searched the woods, but could not find the nymph. "Stop hiding! Let us meet!" he shouted.

"Let us meet!" Echo cried. Then, she stepped from behind the tree and rushed to embrace Narcissus.

But the youth panicked when the numph flung her arms around his neck. He pushed her away and shouted, "Leave me alone! I'd rather DIE than let you love me!"

"Love me!" was all poor Echo could say as she watched Narcissus run from her through the woods. "Love me! Love me! Love me!"

Humiliated and filled with sorrow, Echo wandered the mountains until she found a lonely cave to live in.

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Meanwhile, Narcissus hunted in the woods, tending only to himself, until one day he discovered a hidden pool of water. The pool had a silvery-smooth surface. No shepherds ever disturbed its waters - no goats or cattle, no birds or fallen leaves. Only the sun danced upon the still pool.

Tired from hunting and eager to quench his thirst, Narcissus lay on his stomach and leaned over the water. But when he looked at the glossy surface, he saw someone staring back at him.

Narcissus was spellbound. Gazing up at him from the pool were eyes like twin stars, framed by hair as golden as Apollo's and cheeks as smooth as ivory. But when he leaned down and trid to kiss the perfect lips, he kissed only spring water. When he reached out and tried to embrace this vision of beauty, he found no one there.

"What love could be more cruel than this?" he cried. "When my lips kiss my beloved, they touch only water! When I reach for my beloved, I hold only water!"

Narcissus began to weep. When he wiped away his tears, the person in the water also wiped away tears. "Oh, no, " sobbed Narcissus. "I see the truth now: It is MYSELF I weep for! I yearn for my own reflection!"

As Narcissus cried harder, his tears broke the glossy surface of the pool and caused his reflection to disappear. "Come back! Where did you go?" the youth cried. "I love you so much! At least stay and let me look upon you!"

Day after day, Narcissus stared at the water, in love with his own reflection. He began to waste away from grief, until one sad morning, he felt himself dying. "Good-bye, my love!" he shouted to his reflection.

"Good-bye, my love!" Echo cried to Narcissus from her cave deep in the woods.

Then, Narcissus took his last breath, and drowned in the water of the pool.

After he died, the water nymphs and wood nymphs searched for his body. But all they found was a magnificently beautiful flower beside the hidden pool where the youth had once yearned for his own reflection. The flower had white petals and a yellow center, and from that time on, it was called Narcissus.

And alas, poor Echo, desolate after Narcissus's death, did not eat or sleep. As she lay forlornly in her cave, all her beauty faded away, and she became very thin until her voice was all that was left. Thereafter, the lonely voice of Echo was heard in the mountains, repeating the last words anyone said.

Me 2:

I just had a great meeting with Laurie Fonken, who, if any of you have forgotten, eats Veterinary students' dark souls for BREAKFAST! ;)

We talked about Jason, and how EVERYTHING I gave him was never enough. I often sacrificed time that should have been spent on my studies for HIM, and even then, could never live up to his EXPECTATIONS regarding my "household duties" and the amount of attention I paid him.

I had my OWN names for what I would call Jason, but Laurie provided a nicer term. This behavior, folks, is called NARCICISM. When a person's own wishes and desires are ALWAYS placed above that of another, and when they can't understand that another person has needs and hopes of their own, this person is a NARCISIST.

WATCH OUT FOR THESE PEOPLE.

For those of you who are not familiar with the Greek myth of Narcissus, let me fill you in. Narcissus was a beautiful Greek youth, who had never seen his own reflection, until he happened to bend down to a pool of water to drink one day. He promptly fell in love with his OWN reflection, and sat beside the pool, starving and wasting away until, one day, he DROWNED in the pool’s image of his beautiful face.


Now... if only Jason would drown in a reflection of his chubby, heavily-bearded face.

LOL! Just kidding. ;) But, this song goes out to him:

Adele - "Rolling in the Deep"



"There's a fire starting in my heart, reaching a fever pitch and it's bringin' me out the dark. Finally I can see you crystal clear. Go 'head and sell me out, and I'll lay your shit bare..."

Me 1:

Me: "What was I supposed to do in that situation last night (with the over-zealous upstairs neighbors)? Tap in MORSE CODE, 'Well done, you!!!'?"

Jeff: "We should just leave a note on his car saying, 'I'm glad you guys are having fun, and I hope you're being safe. Now KEEP IT DOWN!'"

;)

18NOV2011

I was kept awake last night by the guy who lives above me having SEX for like, 3 hours straight!!! Seriously, how unfair is that?!? Why do I have to be SO deprived, but the guy upstairs seems to be having sex ALL OVER his apartment?!? I swear, they took it from the bedroom, moved into the living room/kitchen, and then took it back to the bedroom again...

GOD DAMN IT, STOP TORTURING ME!!! ;D

I was chatting with my neighbor Jeff just now, and he randomly asked if I'd heard the "festivities" last night. I gave my assent.

Jeff: "It's like there were DONKEYS doing it upstairs!!! I mean, I can't SMOKE in my apartment, but they're allowed to keep FARM ANIMALS?!?"

You guys might remember me posting about miniature donkeys the other day... How in GOD'S NAME did they get them into that upstairs apartment?!? Under cover of darkness?

COME ON!!!

I feel like Gob Bluth from the RAD TV show "Arrested Development":

Me 4:

To my sister: Thanks for giving me the most AWESOME SPORTS-BRA KNOWN TO MANKIND!!! ;)

To everyone else: Some Foo Fighters, if you ever feel like your brain is gonna break. Any fellow veterinary school students... anyone? *wink wink nudge nudge*

The Foo Fighters - "My Poor Brain"



"This is a BLACKOUT... Don't let it go to waste. This is a blackout... I want to DETONATE!!!"

"Sometimes I wish that I could change, I can't save you from my poor brain... O.K."

Truth 1:

Fact 1: It's cold. Really flippin' cold today.

Fact 2: I almost drove myself CRAZY (uh, again?) today working on job applications and stuff for my year of leave from school.

(creepy Jack Nicholson voice)
"All work and no play makes me a DULL GIRL..."

Fact 3: THE SOLUTION:

For apathy, stress, and frustration (sexual or otherwise ;) -
Take 1 RUN around City Park listening to THE FOO FIGHTERS and GENERATE YER OWN DAMNED HEAT.


Running + Foo Fighters will take you from this...

To this!

...And then back to this.

Me 3:

However, if I have to fill out ANY more PAPERWORK, I am going to SCREAM!!! ;)

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Me = Garth from "Wayne's World"

"AAAAAHHHHHH!!! Turn it off, man! Turn it off! It's SUCKING MY WILL TO LIVE!!!"

;)

Me 2:

I was feeling kinda bummered out, 'cause my friend Megan just left to go back to Wyoming, and I wanted to simply curl up with a good book... One I've already read.

But then, I realized:
I already know how THAT story ends, but I don't know how THIS story ends! :)

Me 1:

Just got done with said JOB INTERVIEW (deep movie-preview voice), and I think it went PRETTY DAMNED WELL...

At least, I got a SECOND INTERVIEW! :)

17NOV2011

On my way to another job interview... Wish me luck, guys!!! :)

Me 3:

Watching old "Sex and the City" episodes with Megan; Specifically, the one where the ladies go to L.A. and Samantha meets a dildo model.

Megan: I mean, look at that guy! You never can tell who's going to be packin' a big one.

Me: Yeah. Look: The dude is COMPLETELY bald, unattractive, AND sporting a nasty BLONDE mustache!

Megan: I wish there were somthing like that for girls... Like, a girl with a good set of boobs does NOT make up for her having an ugly face! And right now, small boobs are kind of "in"...

Me: I can say with absolute certaintly that small penises will never be "IN"! *laughing*

Megan: I think the first and last time that was EVER in was with, well... THE GREEKS!!! NOT gonna happen again.

;)

Me 2:

I've been feeling kinda "Blah" lately, but couldn't figure out what I needed to make me feel better.

The answer? My friend MEGAN from Douglas, who stopped by my place on the way back from Denver Airport and wanted to stay over! The result = a "sleepover" party!

Me + Megan + Chinese Food + Talking About Life, Guys, and Sex = ME HAPPY! :)

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Our feast, which Megan provided for us:

Me and MEGAN (Has to be in ALL CAPS! ;)



Two girls, two orders of chinese food = a GOOD FREAKIN' TIME

Me 1:

I had a JOB INTERVIEW (and the peasants rejoiced, "Yay!") today, and I REALLY hope it went well! :) It was for a woman's clothing boutique, so I had to dress up a bit. How fun would that be?!? Here's hoping!!!

16NOV2011

I woke up with David Jacobs-Strain's "The River Song" playing in my head, which is SUCH a sad, poignant song, but I was sort of inspired by the following line:

“Sometimes, I get angry... I just stand on the corner and YELL. And folks say, “Oh, he was in the war,” and I tell them they can go to HELL!”

;)

Check out the acoustic version of this song! It’s posted on his band Facebook page at:

David Jacobs-Strain - Facebook Artist Page

Me 1:

I apologize for playing Dave Matthews Band twice in just a few days, but I can't HELP but love this song.

Dave Matthews Band - "Grey Street"





I've seen them three times live, and twice they played this song, and it was MUCH like the video shown above.

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"There's a stranger speaks outside her door... Says take what you can from your dreams. Make them as real as anything. It'd take the work out of the courage.

But she says, 'Please, there's a crazy man that's creeping outside my door. I live on the corner of Grey Street, at the end of the world.'

There's an emptiness inside her, and she'll do anything to fill it in. And though it's red blood bleeding from her now, it's more like cold blue ice in her heart.

She feels like kickin' out all the windows, and setting fire to this life. She could change everything about her, using colors bold and bright... But all the colors mix together to grey. And it breaks her heart."

15NOV2011

I saw my neighbor Jeff out for a walk with his dog Keyser this morning, and we talked about our mutual agony in endless job-searching and the non-existent job market here in Fort Collins.

Jeff tried to cheer me up by telling me about a conversation he had this morning with his father, who is an ER surgeon:

Jeff: "My dad told me that a man came in yesterday who had shot himself in the leg with a 9mm."

Me: "Wait... What?!?"

Jeff: "Yeah, apparently he went into a bar and was acting all manly and stuff, and then shot himself in the femur."

Me: "Oh my GOD!!! Did he totally shatter it?!?"

Jeff: "YUP! In 9 places..."

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Okay, so I MIGHT have COMPLETELY shot myself in the FOOT, here, but at least I didn't shoot myself in the FEMUR. ;D

14NOV2011

I realized this morning that instead of focusing on what I DON'T have, I should focus on what I DO have. Easier said than done, though, eh?

I'm working on living the "American Dream" here... Now, how to PAY for it?!?

Hmmm. I guess this really IS the American Dream then, LOL!!! ;)

Me 2:

Drove Joseph back down to Greeley, went over to Jason's to feed Lucy, and got to talk to DJS on the phone. Throughout the ALL of this, I had the Mumford & Sons album playing in my head AND my radio. In particular, one song was rollin' through my mind:

Mumford & Sons - "Sigh No More"



"Serve God love me and mend
This is not the end
Live unbruised, we are friends
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry

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Love, it will not betray you,
dismay, or enslave you,
it will set you free.
Be more like the man
you were made to be.

There is a design,
an alignment to cry
of my heart to see,
the beauty of love
as it was made to be."

Me 1:

Luckily, when I returned from JASON'S house, Joseph and Jeff had already conspired together to AGAIN cook me breakfast. :) Not only that, but my BROseph-Joseph had bought me a flower, while Jeff bought me a pack of my favorite ciggies:

What SWEET boys, am I RIGHT?!? :)

13NOV2011

I awoke this morning with this song in playing in my head:

The Postal Service - "The District Sleeps Alone Tonight"



I love how the girl is trying to sleep in her OWN bed, but ghosts keep interrupting her dreams, and eventually force her awake...

Truth 2:

Jeff and Joseph came back from the HARD-CORE Mexican restaurant across the street and down some with a GIGANTIC, fried burrito-thingie for each of us... Goodbye hunger, hello belly ache! ;)

Keyser got a few remnants from our feast, and here are the two of us; both layin' out after the inexorable result of our indulgence:

Keyser and I commiserate over our shared belly aches:

;)

Me 3:

Oh, noes!!! I seem to have started an interminable war, here, not unlike the one started by the country we live in... ;)

Jeff keeps trying to leave a can of condensed milk AND a dis-embodied foot for me everywhere I look... On my car, on my windowsill, near my door... Ai ai AI!!!!

Truth 1:

So, I have to be honest here. After seeing this shoe by my car, I instantly thought of the weird, creepy, RANDOM severed-foot Jeff found in the park yesterday.

Oddly enough, the shoe AND foot were both "righties", and the size 7 shoe, well...

"If the shoe fits..." Wear it?!?!?

Me 2:

After I returned from a run around City Park, which, by the way, felt AWESOME, and was prepared to go on a few errands... but noticed a SHOE left right next to the driver's side door of my SWEET '95 Honda Accord:

Okay, so I may have lost my SHIT at one point, but at least I never left my SHOE by someone's CAR!!!. ;)

Me 1:

As the immortal Rudyard Kipling would say:
"I keep six honest serving men (they taught me all I knew); Their names are What and Why and When and How and Where and Who."

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I went over to Jeff's house when I got back, only to find some RANDOM guy holding Jeff's dog, Keyser, up to the ceiling, and both of them chanting:

"Spider-Dog, Spider-Dog. Does whatever a Spider-Dog does!"

Here is the perpetrator of the "Spider-Dog" phenomenon... Can't remember his name, but it's probably something CRAZY. Hehe! ;)

I believe that the stick he is holding has a soda duct-taped to the end of it?!? Where did he get this stick, and what is it's purpose?!? As the owl in the "Tootsie Roll Pop" commercials would say, "The world may never know."