Well.. so much for the thought of dark clouds in the distance.. it is freaking hot and beautiful out still. Damn. Damn Yahoo Weather. It will probably start raining about time for me to leave work.

Okay.. I’m such a girl that spending my lunch hour at Target picking out funky nail polish colors cheers me up. Money is tight, spending is frugal, but the small polish splurge as well as the melon scented – beach scene candle I bought for work seem well worth it. The checkout lady didn’t like my polish color, though. “Oh my! GREEN nail polish? What color are you wearing now?” So I show her my toes in my sandals… “Pink” I say. “Oh, and you’ve got a toe ring, too. Isn’t that just the thing that people who have everything have?” I’m thinking.. what the hell do you mean by that, but her voice is so chipper that I can’t believe she meant that the way it sounded. SO, I punch in my pin, grab my bag, return her chipper have a nice day, and head out.

Mmmmmm… chick-fil-a. Diet Lemonade w/o the hassle of mixing it yourself.. life is good. For the moment.

It took 10 minutes, but looks like the roomie situation is “stable” for now. They came to an agreement, but I think the whole thing has made Horace wary.

Further note to self… Damn it, remember to go to the gym! Whether you take the “personal trainer for hire” or not. His prices are steep anyway… laundry sucks.

Dear Prudence,

Is it possible these letters were innocent, or is there no ambiguity in them at all? Either way you need to confront your boyfriend. It will be hard having to admit you read these letters but if he’s been cheating then you need to know. And, if he has then it may be time to end the relationship. Once a cheater always a cheater – sounds harsh but I’m afraid it’s true in most cases.

Also bad.. the sound of Kits laughter from the next room. The semi-tense conversation last night where James tells me he thought I would “shit bricks” and that his “day was ruined” when I found out about disc-golf. He admitted he didn’t tell me on purpose. Made me feel very bad, but why wouldn’t he tell me? He brought up the “He didn’t think I could handle it” issue.. which leads me to think he was arranging this meeting on a whole other level than it seemed to me. I’m still thinking that primarily they are just friendly.. sure they’re expressed sexual interest, but does the fact that he didn’t tell me on purpose mean he thought of the incident as a potential date that would lead to more? Or does he think I’m so jealous I can’t handle him having a female friend… or more specifically HER for a friend. It bothers something deep inside me that he felt the need to hide something that he wanted to do from me.

Slept shitty. Insomnia no doubt caused by the evening not quite turning out as planned… interesting tv, semi-weird conversation, “mixed-emotions”, and what seemed like some nice, tender-sweetie-sleepy-talk time, interupted by “let me just go sign off AOL” which really meant “I not coming back until you fall asleep.” After waiting around for about 20 minutes, finally got up to see if he’d fallen on the way to AOL and was lying passed out someplace… realized I’d been forgotten, gave up and went to bed.

Finally closed my eyes at about 3 and opened them 3 hours later feeling like I’d blinked. I hate that. Then I got to doze and wakeup for about an hour and a half until the alarm finally went off. Thus.. feel shitty. Desperately need new contacts or some glasses. I’m starting to think these regular morning watery-eye allergy attacks accompanied by headaches are a result of the scratchy-blurry lenses I’ve been wearing for far too long. I’m thinking of doing something desperate to get some more =\

Looks like a miserable rainy day is in store for us, despite the warm weather this morning. Blech.. I’m glad there’s no windows here. I’d rather not know how nice or not nice it is outside, because it’s just depressing to be sitting here either way.

So much for the 9:30 meeting, since it’s going on 10 and still no word. I hate that. Pretty sure today is best spent in “isolation”, ie. wearing headphones all day so people leave me alone. Most depressing today.. I found a skills list on my desk this morning, with all the engineer’s names in a grid with a list of skills used here, where each has indicated their level of knowledge with that skill. According to this list, I’m pretty much a big fat zero. Skills to learn… Unix, namely vi, and then Perl as soon as possible. Joy.

Forgot to bring lunch… forgot to take Clarinex again… on third cup of coffee… and working on lamest spreadsheet in the world, which will probably occupy at least another hour. Spreadsheets are of the devil, I’m pretty sure.

NOT looking forward to this morning’s report on the roomie situation with Horace, but I hear his voice now.. so he’s here finally. I give him 5 minutes before he gets to my desk to talk.

Further note to self.. wax your car. Oh, wash it again first, since it’s green again this morning, but next time… wax it.

Well, Monday as anticipated sucked in more ways than I care to record here, but thank goodness for days like today to make up for it. I’m still covered up with so much work I don’t know how it’s going to get done, but they’re not breathing down my neck about it. Very enjoyable cheese-day with the engineering gang, trip to nice gaming store, picked up a Cheapass game for James, and left early to spend the sunny afternoon washing the car. Nice rounded out day. So why am i so miserable?

So apparently traffic is just going to consistently suck. Here I was thinking when it was lighter in the mornings and the weather was good, that I wouldn’t have to deal with accidents so much… but not true. I think I felt safer coming to work in the pouring rain. Sunny days are when all the idiots with a trailer piled full of trash swinging behind them get on the interstates. Sneaky cops are out, too. Good job, ossifer in the white blazer stopped in front of the abandoned car. I bet most people didn’t notice you sitting there with the door open casually radaring.

Oh well.. I’m afraid I’m going to let down the “fans” this morning on the entertainment front… the only question I could think of this morning was to name all the Simpsons characters you could name… that should lead to hundreds, right? Let’s make it besides the Simpsons family… characters on the Simpsons that aren’t a Simpson.

Oh.. and I asked Heir Jonathon, who was thankfully over his trip from last night, if he was pissed that I bailed on him, and he said no. I had to use vi this morning to edit a script to fix a glitch in the path to some images Jason did… yes me.. vi… yes. I know, I know.. wow. You may ooh and ah, applaud, or bow, but I prefer that you just throw money.

ps. Jedi Knight 2 is so gay. BUT maybe if I could get my hands on one of those nifty lightsaber trinkets that are in the collectors edition box, I could be bribed into playing it.

But David Rhoades is a funny guy. Check this out.

on the HORRIBLE stuck in traffic, took an hour to get to work morning, I was recalling a question asked on Beat the Geeks.

How many songs can you name with BLACK in the title?

I get… (Pearl Jam) Black
(Sarah McLachlan) Black,
Back in Black,
Black is Black,
Fell on Black Days,
Black Dog
Black Velvet
and Black and Blue

and this was, as I said, over the long period in the car and well over the 60 seconds or whatever the contestant had. It occurred to me that I was stumped after these though. Surely there are more. After this, the music geek had to answer songs with PINK in the title.

Anyway.. cool show. Just wondering if any bored people wanted to add to the list of the top of their heads.

This… is… quiz… insanity!

take the which one of the trading spaces cast are you? quiz!

Honey. Am I nuts or was that really fun?

You need a futon in your computer room, so we can wear it out to some muzak.

Wasn’t much of a show with you participating, now was it? Guess I’ll have to try that again.

Love you!