Saturday, June 30, 2007

Love

What is the deal with love? This is actually kind of a serious concern. I was thinking about this on the ride home from the first hitchcock's. I truly believe that I have been in love 3 times in my life. (And no, I am not taking into account familial love, or the love between super wonderful amazing sexy lady friends...you know who you are...) The very first time I ever fell in love was in high school to a boy named Jeff. I was 17 and he had just turned 23. It was wonderful. I was so close to finishing high school so I had an insane amount of freedom, and the desire to fly the coupe at every opportunity. (Which I did.) This love was first love, and there's nothing like it. Everything the other person does is remarkable mainly because a lot of the time you've never seen anyone do things that way or think that way. Its like trying on a new you in the process to. Because inevitably you try to start thinking and acting that way too. I know with Jeff, I thought that being independent to extreme levels made him glamorous. That was something I wanted. He also drank much more than I did, so I tried that on for size too. He was less concerned with physical attributes so I tried to be also. Everything was great because he was in my life. He found me special. There will never be another first love in my life.

To that end, most first loves don't make it. You spend far too much time focusing outside of yourself that you forget about you. Often times you take on too much of the other person and then you have a moment where you wonder where you leave off and he begins. Also there is a purity about being young and in love, that life tends to sneak in and mess up. Like I said, I was almost done with high school and Jeff was 23, with no car, no apt., and no steady job. I was attending UF in the fall and he was just turning another year older. We were heading in different directions and unfortunately everyone around me could see that, but me.

First love is something special. I know that the 2 people I've loved since Jeff have been much different than that love. Every now and I sometimes wonder if each love is different. That love doesn't even remotely resemble the love I have now or the love I had for Elliot. Each one teaches me how to be a better person and lover. (not just physically)

I really don't know why I started thinking about all this, its not like Valentine's Day is around the corner or anything contrite like that. But, sometimes getting down your thoughts helps you evaluate your present situation. I think tomorrow I will post again about Elliot and get some of the more personal thoughts down. Let you guys in on how everything in our relationship went down. I mean its been a year and a half, the feeling that were there are long gone. So discussing that relationship shouldn't hurt either party involved anymore.

More on love tomorrow...
Amanda

Sarcastic?!?!?! ME?!?

Alright, so, I haven't posted in a while because... I lost the sign-in info. D'oh. But, thanks to the lovely Manda, I've got it again and can post till my heart's content (:::in totally sexy male latino voice:::: and your heart, my dear Jennifer, I would not wish you to long for me so.)

So, bad news out of the way first... my grandpa has had an incredibly low iron count for over a year. He lost a lot of weight and didn't have any energy. He had all these gastro-intestinal tests done (including the swallow the camera one) and they couldn't find any bleeding, so they were giving him iron injections and pills. He went to see a cancer specialist in Febuary who told him that he didn't have bone marrow cancer, which was what we were really worried about, but they still couldn't figure out what was wrong. They did a cat scan this week and finally firgured it out; he has colon cancer. And the cancer doctor says, "Oh, well it says that your regular doctor did see some minor bleeding in this area during one of the tests."
....... Ok, well then why did he say there was no bleeding? Anyway, the cancer is up where the large and small intestine meet, so he's going to have surgery to remove it and they're going to zap the part that's moved onto the liver since they were too incompetant to catch it in time. It'll be the 12th; they could do it next week but that would interfere with my grandparent's gambling trip. So anyway, hopefully that will turn out ok.

Petsmart has turned out to be an interesting experience. I worked Friday for the first time in 9 days, so I had forgotten a lot of the things I was supposed to remember on cash register. And of course, they left me alone, so it was a bit stressful. Today I managed to get the hang of it, and feel a cautious optimism about my ability to work in the future. However, that's slightly dampened by the fact that I am working EVERY DAY next week. Oh yeah. There's the two days I work at Homespun, then a nice robust 29 hours 45 min at petsmart divided unequally over teh rest of the week. A total of 44.45 hours. Now I know this is not Amanda level working hours here, but when you go from working 15 hours to that, its a little shocking. Debbie, the manager, told me that in the future she'll give me either Wednesdays or Thursdays off, and that she'd see if someone would work for me this Friday, since she knows I have 2 jobs. All this working isn't helped by the fact that sometime in the next week and a half I have to get my appartment clean since I'm having visitors.

So this semi-coherent rambling is completed. I'm gonna go drink some Bailey's and then pass out in an attempt to get some damn sleep before work tomorrow.

Love,

Katie

Hitchcock's Weekend

Hi ladies!

Long time. I know. This weekend is the quarterly hitchcock's weekend. Where our little district manages to count 9 grocery stores in 3 shifts. So I'll be working 3 grocery stores in the next 12 hours or so. It is insane. No one sleeps and by the third store which is in keystone heights we are all exhausted and a little punch drunk. Sometimes some of us are actually drunk due to pit stops at a bar before the 3rd store. It is insane. Our District Manager even comes out and counts because if he doesn't we never seem to finish in a timely manner and then people start trying to kill each other (especially when Gary, Ralph, Nitin and I are all in the same store, which is literally every Hitchcock's weekend) (See the only thing those 3 boys have in common is me. Gary and I are friends, Nitin is an anomaly, and Ralph is my boyfriend...wackiness ensues). The first store is normally no big deal, everyone remembers how nice it is to count a grocery store without lasers, and we are all happy to be keying away on our little audits. Its a nice break from using lasers all the damn time which totally slow down the people who can actually key. Alright enough about work.

I got a new computer. Its awesome. I love it. My little laptop makes me feel invincible. I can now compute anywhere I want. Currently I am sitting in my bedroom computing away. Normally I can only compute from the dining room. That's right ladies, I am Mobile. By the way, who is aching for that iPhone. I am. And if I hadn't just renewed my contract with att like 3 months ago, then I would go blow like 500 and not think twice about the money. Ok, I'm lying. 500 dollars is a lot for a cell phone. But seriously have you seen it? Its awesomeo! I like that whole side scrolling thing, very paper mario version wii. But Ralph makes a good point when he says that the price will go down, eventually...when the 20gb version comes out. Then there will be the one with the dual processor in it and then you'll literally have a mini-computer everywhere you go and it will be like Star Trek with those vocoder things, they'll be able to tell the atmosphere of distant planets and what the percentage of chlorine is in our drinking water. I'm even beginning to think that you'll be able heal severe trauma by just waving it over the injured part of the body.

Maybe this new computer is a dangerous thing it allows me to compute anywhere. And that gives me freedom, which makes me more loose with my fantasies regarding technology...

::Backing away from the laptop slowly::

Amanda

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Where has Katie been?

I am starting to miss Katie's sarcastic humor and wit...tear. Where have you been Katie? Has Xenu taken you to a volcanoe to blow you up (sorry for the scientology joke - I know it was a bad one). Anyway, I just wanted to say that I miss you, Katie (and also you Amanda). Could you just post so that we both know you are alive?

On a totally different subject, I am going to Mrs. Kennedy's house today. She is inviting a group of children over to go swimming and I am going to be one of the "adults" supervising. I heard that her house has 14 rooms. I'll post later with the details.

I love you both!!!

Jen

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

My average day...

So it occurs to me that most people cannot fathom what happens in a day for Amanda so...here's a go at today.

Last night around 7PM: Ralph is gone working a store in Homosassa and the house is empty. This is a luxury. I never get the place entirely to myself. So I did all the girlie shit that I wanted to. That took about 20 min. Apparently I don't care if Ralph is here in order to do girlie stuff. I listened to the Fratellis and danced in my underwear...pretty par for the course. And then I decided to sort all my yarn by type. (More so by fiber than by brand) After about 10 min I realized that this was a bit much, even for me. Still haven't figured out where exactly to put it all. But I did realize that I have WAY TOO much acrylic crap yarn. I can't decide if I want to throw it out or try to find something creative to do with it. A debate for the ages, right? So then, I decide to drive to Publix for a much needed dinner break. I often forget to eat, its like on the to-do list, but then I get going with other shit and Poof! I forget. Then things start to get interesting...

8:30PM : Nitin starts texting me. About random shit. Like what am I doing, will I download stuff for the store tomorrow...I will, etc. Then there is a bit of a hiatis while I cook a crappy frozen dinner (which I promptly throw out and decide cereal is WAY better), and manage to drink 1/2 a bottle of wine...

Sidebar: Ladies, my alcohol tolerance is shit. I remember throwing back jello shots and playing beer pong for hours before being drunk. NOT ANYMORE! 2 glasses of wine HELLO FUNNY TOWN! (Really its more like Funny/Horny town).

9PM : The texts continue. In which I find out that religion is an awesome conversation to have over texting, while drinking. Nitin says he doesn't eat beef very often, I ask if that makes him just a little blasphemous. Then we discuss science magazines, which apparently we both really enjoy. And then I begin to wonder if this is turning into some really warped friendship. And then I decide to ask him why he's such an ass at work (remember the wine?) He says he's not, I say he is. Then he says he will try to be better. Then I watch the Incredibles, which is good drunk or sober.

11PM : Trying to fall asleep, but sans-Ralph is almost impossible. Toss-turn-toss-turn....etc. Until 4am when my alarm goes off.

4AM: Shower, decide not to blow dry hair, decide makeup is a good idea because no sleep looks even less attractive than 5 hours sleep. So I throw on my uniform. And manage not to wake Ralph, while I decide that breakfast doesn't happen before 7AM. So I drive to Publix and don't kill anyone, mainly because its 4:40AM.

5AM: Count 5 of 8 checkouts, wonder why Nitin gave me helpers. Then I count all the crap in the front of a Publix, the displays, etc. Books, Mags. Then I count the HBA aisle, with the tylenol, etc. No freezers today. I wonder if this is Nitin's version of nice?

11AM : Nitin lets Gary and I hang around and close out the store so that we can delay heading over to a Lowe's that needs help. Did I mention I hate Lowe's.

12PM : End up at Lowe's anyway. But Dawn seeing my anguish decides to let me just to recounts (yes, we even count things twice sometimes) and not bother dealing with Angela who is throwing me death stares...see "telling her off over walkie talkie".

1:30PM : Leave Lowe's. Manage not to kill anyone on drive home. Ever bigger accomplishment because once again I was getting like 50 million texts at the time.

2PM : Arrive home. Ralph informs me that he is leaving to go hang area tickets in Chiefland. So I won't see him for another day. I whine. He decides to have lunch with me first.

3PM : Waiting for Dawn to drop off ladders at my house before taking a MUCH needed nap. And then I will be up until 10PM and try to get 6 hours of sleep before doing it all over again.

Amanda

Monday, June 25, 2007

Hey girlies!

Sorry for my delinquent post, but I've been sort of lazy. Once I get home from work, all I want to do is go to bed. Anyway, enough complaining from me (I know Manda's rolling her eyes)...I always knew Elliot did not have much tact. It's a wonder why you even stayed with him as long as you did.

As for my weekend, nothing too exciting happened. I just went to a Nats game...again, nothing too exciting. DC United games are much better.

I finally finished my mom's shawl and I am on to my next project, my dress. I am also trying to get my scrapbooks done, but I highly doubt I will before the school year starts again. I have 300 or so pics to put in an album and each page takes about 15-20 min...so, as far as I know, I will be catching up on my scrapbooks for eternity.

I'm sorry my post wasn't too exciting, but at least you are caught up on my happenings.

I love you both!!!

Jen

Friday, June 22, 2007

Ugh.

I told Elliot that I work early mornings. Really early. I mean my average wake up time is around 4-5 am. Everyday almost. So when does he call? 10PM. Hello. In bed. Asleep. Because 5am is damn early and I need my beauty rest, because ladies unfortunately I have some TERRIFYING NEWS!....


I discovered....


A wrinkle. Really. Not joking. Near my eye. I'm washed up. Over the hill. Ancient. You might as well put a bullet in this old dog's brain. Save me the misery.

As you can see it worries me to no end. I need to get one of those phantom of the opera masks. That should really do the trick.

Alright so when I actually do talk to Elliot, I'll post with details. By the way, Jen I made myself an author for the blog. Hope that's ok. If it's not we can change it back. You are the admin though. I'm just a lowly copy editor.

Love ya ladies,
Manda

Thursday, June 21, 2007

an answer to the query

I would have to agree with Katie on the point that you are definitely better than I. I don't like seeing my friends, let alone my best friends, get hurt. With that said, I cannot, and most likely will not, treat Elliot with the same respect I used to. You are by far more important to me than he is.

But, as your friend, I do support you in whatever you choose to do. I really do admire you for being the bigger person and trying to talk with him. I probably would not have the balls to do the same. I understand that he was a big part of your life, so I can see why you are taking the steps to keep in touch with him. But, do not expect the same from me...I'm sorry to sound like a bitch, but that is how I feel. He really hurt you and I don't know if I could overlook that.

I hope that today's "chat" turns out well and you better write us back with the details. Despite my feelings about Elliot, I will always be there for you.

I hope this blog helps you, Amanda. I miss you both!!!

Jen

P.S. Katie- I hope your hydroponic sproutlings turn out great!

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

After careful consideration

Manda, you might not be crazy, but you are definitly a better person than I. Elliot is still on my "people I would consider not braking for" list, but I tend to carry grudges for a long, long time. Eric talked to him the other day, and I do know one piece of hot hot gossip: he's dating a fundamentalist christian. Oh, the joy it brings me, to imagine the relationship going somewhere and Sandi asking him, ".....whatever happened to that nice Amanda girl?" Sorry, sorry, I'm not a very good person sometimes. Alright. Getting control. Ahem. It probably is a good idea, sign of maturity, blah blah blah etc to talk to him again. And I don't think it could hurt anything, like you said, you're not interested in him, you just miss his friendship.

And Oh My God, I can't believe you told off Angela! Oh, and Jen, I'm glad you made it back from your trip ok, cause apparently bears are rising up against us. (Did you hear about that kid in Utah? I am officially TERRIFIED of bears now.)

So I worked my second day at Petsmart today, and it went really well. I worked an hour and a half or so at cashier, then got to go back and clean the cages for the shelter cats in the store. So basically I got to spend most my shift playing with kitties. Really friendly kitties. Then I went to my other job to show my boss Julie how ridiculous I look in my uniform. She was amused. Seriously, the shirt is way to big, but they don't have any smalls right now, so I'm stuck with it. My plants in my hydroponics setup are sprouting, and basically, things are going well. Except that I haven't seen my husband for a month and a half, and I officially reached the point of insane sexual frustration yesterday. But I won't go into details there, cause I'm sure there's only so much you want to know about that.

Post more soon.

~Katie

A Query for the Blog...

Ok ladies, so lately I've been kind of thinking about trying to be friends with Elliot, again. Okay before you freak out on me. No, I'm not interested in him. Yes, I'm still happily committed to Ralph, shit I'm living with him. But I've just been thinking about calling him to try and talk. It is just that for so long he was a big part of my life, not just as a boyfriend, but as my best friend. So two days ago, I called him and tomorrow we are suppose to chat...

What do you girls think? Big mistake? Glutton for punishment? Or enlightenment?

Let me know.

Amanda

Funny Things of Note

During a conversation regarding an episode of Rescue Me, Ralph declared that he "always wanted a penis people could be afraid of".

Off the cuff, Ralph is one of the funniest people I know.

By the way...
I've discovered I have a very sexy learning disability..."Sexlexia"...

Its so sad...

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

[Insert clever title]

So I survived my first day of cashiering, wasn't too bad. Would have been nice if they had told me everything I need to know, but that's asking a bit much I guess. I'm working again tomorrow, so hopefully someone will show me what to do when the phone rings.

Cruise sounds great. Sometime, maybe not next year but eventually, we should all go on a knitting cruise. Leave the boys at home. They usually happen at a weird time, like October or something. But, in the more immediate future, the US Virgins sound really cool, and maybe this time I could actually DO something like snorkeling, instead of hanging out with Eric's dad and Dad's girlfriend while Eric goes on a history tour... whoops, sorry, still bitter I guess.

Oh, and speaking of knitting, I'm making a tank top from knitty.com (http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEspring07/PATTisabella.html) in lavender Rowan 4-ply cotton, and a lace cardigan in silver Alpaca Silk Georgette (mmm). And I'm super excited, cause Eric made friends with a guy at the firm who has a baby, so I'm making her a little sweater. Baby stuff knits up so fast.

And I'll probably wrap this up now, cause I've got a migraine brewing and I don't think I'm being too coherent.

~Katie

My daily drama

So here we go. Yesterday, I got up around 8:30am, because like a freak I cannot even sleep in on days off. I actually just sat in bed waiting for a more reasonable time to actually vacate the bed, but my bladder did not comply. (What's a girl to do?) So I got up and putzed around the apt. some. Eventually Ralph and I went to Sam's club to buy some junk that we probably didn't need, but that's my baby, always finding crap to fill the apt. with that I have to find a special little home for. But I love him, so...you deal right? I also decided to go to Fresh Market to buy some decent groceries. Publix is still good, but Fresh Market was on Top Chef...hello...quality. I ended up cooking cod filets, green bean with a lemon dill sauce, and some corn on the cob. Don't I sound fancy...really it comes from boredom. Then I went to the mall to get the rest of my contacts, because for some reason they wanted to hold on to them until they were sure I really wanted/paid for them...or to see if at 24 I could manage to figure out how to put in/take out my contacts everyday. I mean seriously, just give me the damn boxes. Then I went to work and told off one of my bosses. Seriously. I told her to "Pay atttention to her group, and I would pay attention to mine..." over a walkie talkie. My balls are HUGE sometimes, I swear. But Angela is a super-ultra-mega bitch so she had it coming. Then later when I was leaving she wanted to discuss the situation and I said "I'm off the clock and I have a car full of people to drive home from Lady Lake (1.5 hours away) and I have to be back at work at 5am, so no." She also didn't care for that. Whatever. Deal with it.

Then I went to work this morning to do a Publix. With Nitin. Alright Jen let me fill you in. This guy has been driving me absolutely BONKERS since I started working for RGIS. He follows me like a love-sick puppy, but likes to show his affection by doing the equilivant of pulling my hair. Lately it has intensified, so much that I almost have to cling to Ralph at work. Today he made me count 2 freezers. Two very very cold freezers. I swear he does it too see what gets cold. Whatever. Then the Publix ran long. It ended at 12:30pm, way too late for something that starts at 5am. Then Larry decided to "talk" to me about the "incident". And basically, I told him in not so many words that "I wasn't sorry, and wasn't apologizing for it". He basically just said don't say it over the walkie talkie. Whatever. Ugh.

But, now I'm home. And Ralph is making up lyrics to "American Pie" at random. Which is making me laugh. And he's making a lemonade, which in 90% sugar 2% water and 8% lemon juice. Man, he's great.

About a vacation...AWESOME IDEA!!! I love it. A cruise some place warm and sunny. Like Jamaica or the US Virgins. Ok? Let's start planning it! It'll be great! Plus it is totally something to look forward to, and then if all goes well...we should do it again, and again, and again! Ok! I love you girls...

By the way, boys...I guess are necessary. I mean without them we may just jump the first cabana boy we see right?

XOXOXOX

Enlightenment from Hooker Fantastico

I thought, maybe, you guys would want another enlightening post from yours truly. Okay...maybe not enlightening...entertaining? I don't know. Anyway, I am at work for Dr. Tullock, and have nothing to do. It's nice getting paid to do nothing for a change.

So, I don't know what both of your plans are for next summer or anytime after that, but I thought we should all get together (even the bfs...oh, and katie, you can bring that funny-looking, halfie husband of yours...jk). I haven't seen you guys (girls) in forever, and I thought we should figure out a way of getting together. I know with my other so called best friends (in the past), we always said we would keep in touch, but ended up falling apart. I don't want that to happen to us. Maybe we can plan a cruise or a short trip somewhere. If this idea is completely bogus, please tell me. It would give us bonding time and take us back to the days of being roommates.

Now, on a totally unrelated and un-mushy subject, Kevin and I are going to see Wyclef Jean and Shaggy tonight. The concert is free, so Kevin and I figured we would go...why not? It should be interesting. Something to break up the monotony, right?

Onto yet another subject...plans for the fourth of july. Having intended to stay up here for the fourth (to see the dc fireworks), I am actually going home from the 4th-11th. It is my sister's birthday, so I figured I should spend it with her. Besides, we are going to Orlando. That should be fun. Also, I really would like to spend time with my mom, since she will be going through chemo by then.

I am glad that we are all keeping up with this blog. I am especially surprised at myself. It is nice to know that my friends are doing well...except for the whole khaki pants drama... go figure. I really miss you guys. I hope that the next time we see each other is actually sometime before amanda or I get married.

Right now, I have been working on my college scrapbook (i know what you're thinking...its been two years since college and i am still working on the scrapbook...well, i only got the pics printed a few weeks ago). Anyway, it brought back many memories including when katie used our stability balls to look like a snowman or when amanda was a naughty school girl for the halloween party in november. Ok...I know I am getting mushy again, but I can't help it.

I guess I will conclude my post. You guys are probably completely bored anyway. I love you and miss you! Can't wait to read your posts!

Jen

Monday, June 18, 2007

Camping in the Shenandoahs

Hey girls! Sorry for the time between now and my last post, but its hard to get wireless reception in the mountains (and no, I did not bring my laptop). Anyway, Kevin and I did make it back safely...obviously...and luckily there were no mutant inbreds to be found (deliverance, ring a bell?). The camping trip was awesome. We are thinking about going on another one within the next few weeks. We went on several hikes to see waterfalls and mountains. We also saw a crazy amount of deer...we were able to walk up to ten feet away from one of them. Our firemaking skills need some work, however. We even cheated a bit with fire starting sticks, but our fire didn't have much power. Bear, on Man v. Wild (Discovery Channel...you guys should watch), makes fire starting with twigs, and not much else, look so easy. Damn him!

The campground we camped at was really nice and secluded, located smack in the middle of bear country. So, at night, when you are trying to get to sleep, you have no windows out of the tent and you hear rustling in the bushes...it really makes you wonder. Anyway, Shenandoah National Park is great place to visit and I do recommend it.

The following are a few pics from our camping trip...


Dark Hollow Falls



Doyles River Falls (it's there...this just isn't the greatest pic...see below)





Doyles River Falls



A little cliffhanger action





A deer









Saturday, June 16, 2007

Passion of the Pants

Time and date... ahh... that's what was going on. For some reason the time is off by 3 hours on my posts.

Anyway... I TOLD you that movie was boring. I mean really, you can only be horrified for so long. And Fables 9? So freakin' good!!!! So is 1001 Nights of Snowfall, which I also treated myself to for my b-day. You do, however, realize that Flycatcher is the most depressing fable ever. Frau Totenkinder is still bad-ass though.

So, the pants. I called Petsmart today, and their system had finally worked itself out so that I can start work as a cashier tomorrow. All I needed were some khaki pants.

I f**king hate Ithaca. I spent 3 1/2 hours looking for khaki pants. Turns out, Ithaca doesn't want to stock pants right now. They've got capris. I have never, ever, seen an adult in this town wear capris. So I went store to store in the mall. Target has 1 kind of khaki pant. In size 4, 6, 10, 16, and 18, because everyone in this stupid town is too retarded to restock anything. The 10s were too small. So I went to Old Navy. Nothing. Went to our pitiful excuse for a Sears. They had some Land's End pants, the kind where the pockets are cut right on your hip and make you look like you're a disproportionate fertility goddess. Gap was having a huge sale, so their selection was totally picked over. Aeropostal had nothing. So, I went to Kmart. They have 2 styles, one that hits your waist and one that hits "just below it". Both made me look like my mother. They also had stretch khakis with an elastic waist, so I could instead look like my Grandmother. Huzzah. Wal-Mart had the same brand. At this point, I had been to every store in town I could think of, and was starting to get desperate. I hit the mall for one last desperation play, because after that I'd have to drive an hour to Syracuse. I went to Gap again and basically tore the store apart. I found some straight leg khakis under a pile of black pants, and some of the boyfriend trousers shoved behind a row of shirts. Thankfully, those fit, so I can go to work tomorrow.

So now, the pants are safely in the wash. The new Vegetarian Times has 4 differnt veggie burger recipies, so I'm giving one a shot for dinner tonight. Hopefully, work tomorrow will go better than finding clothes for it did.

~Katie

Amanda's Friday

So what now ladies? I am sitting at home and trying to clean the apt. With my job I find it almost impossible to get it all clean at any one time. But today is the day. I also have about 3oo lbs of laundry. That is a big down side of my cute apt. No washer/dryer. I hate having to walk to the laundromat to do my laundry. And this may sound a little paranoid, but I always wonder if someone is going to take my clothes...is that weird?

Yesterday I managed to clean out my car finally, its only been months, and since I drive my car for work sometimes, that is pretty damn gross. People have been leaving sh*t in my backseat. What asses. What grown adult cannot manage to take their own trash out of someone's personal vehicle? How insensitive can you be?

Also I was trying to go see my eye doctor for my contact follow-up appt. and to pick up the two boxes of contacts I bought, but the lady can't see me until Monday. That didn't bother me at first, but then when Ralph and I were running errands I felt like someone had pierced my eyeball with a flaming needle. Apparently it was only a tear in my contact. They are brand new, and I've been paranoid about taking care of them. And now I have to wear my glasses, which are the wrong Rx so I'm all grumbly.

Also I thought you ladies should know that I finally agreed to watch the Passion of the Christ last night...and....

I fell asleep. Right as he was about to be crucified. Only me, right? Catholicism just doesn't stick to me. I'm like Pope-proof. I was a little less than thrilled about the anti-Semitism too. (Some stuff just doesn't go anyway, does it?) Plus was anyone else weired out that the woman playing Mary Magdalene was the same woman from the Matrix Reloaded...uh...Kiss me Neo?!?!?! That damn whipping scene went on for like an hour. Maybe that's why I got bored. The whole time I was wondering if I could read my new Discover magazine without offending Ralph, but then I fell asleep, so mission accomplished.

Actually, he didn't mind. He just put me to bed and did his laundry. (I actually didn't go straight to bed I read Fables #9, which is good sh*t.)

I need more reading material so ladies, if you have any suggestions I'm all ears...until July 21st anyway...

PEACE AND LOVE and all that jazz...

PS Katie when you post make sure to put in the right day/time or else it gets a little wonky! XOXO

Friday, June 15, 2007

To the windows...to the walls

That's all I gotta say.
P.S. I love that necklace you're wearing 'Manda. Where did u get it? (wink, wink)

Just a few notes

Amanda, I love the pic of you. You look amazing!! The hair especially! I also like the thanksgiving pic...wish I would have been there...tear. Also, that must have been exciting meeting Mr. Ali...I'm completely jealous.

As for Katie, I love the pics you posted too. Your hair (i.e.- new do)/hare (i.e.- wizzer) looks fantastic!!

Oh you hoes are going DOWN!!!!

Me right now. It took Ralph and I like 10 mins. to get a good one. See I'm a redhead again!












Ralph, Me, oh and Muhammad Ali at the Orange Bowl!









Gator Fighting! A Threeway!! Go Gators!!!


Me, Katie, and Eric in CT! At Turkey Day, 2006.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

a few pics i actually didn't delete from my camera



Wait.... Jen can't outdo me!!!




Wizzer being particularly cute, and me after I got my hair cut (picture at our balcony right after snow melted)


Amanda's Life...In a Nut House...Nut Shell

Alright well hey guys! Missing you both as well. I'm still working for RGIS and slowly plotting to assassinate just about everyone else that works there. Since Jan. I've been promoted twice and for some reason they really seem to like me done here. I don't even know why really. (Let's just say that the idea that I may be a nice person has never entered most people's minds at RGIS) But anyway, this job is just that....a job. Can't wait to leave it even if I did meet my sweetie there. I'm taking nursing classes this fall and can't wait to get started. (I found out that their starting pay is slightly higher than mine...can you believe it?)

Ralph and I are living together. And just recently celebrated our year anniversary. Man, it is weird to be the one in the short term relationship. I was very comfortable in the middle (I mean I was never going to catch up with the high school sweethearts...cliche, but I was comfortable in the middle). Luckily for me I am very happy with Ralph. We are pretty cozy where we are in our little apt. but I don't think either one of us wants to make Gainesville our permanent location. (I would love to move to NC, Ralph is still talking Miami...VETO)

Today at work I got bitten by a radio-active cactus and now I can feel achy and have a slight twinge in my left arm. Not nearly as cool a super power as spiderman huh? By the way, who is totally stoked about the Harry Potter movie and book? I AM! Can't wait. I'm even going to request time off from work to read it right away and thus avoid having the ending spoiled by CNN or dumbass Fox News...aka the anti-news.

Knitting...hmm...oh right I remember what that is. I even get to do it occasionally. I've pretty much stopped working on projects for other people. Right now my attitude is F*ck Them! They never truly appreciate my skill anyway. (That is a little rage filled, isn't it?) But on a really awesome note I am almost finished with my lace camisole and I'm working on a double-cable-sort-of-make-up-the-pattern-as-I-go scarf. It makes me feel inventive and neat. I'll post pictures when I can. OH! Wait more awesome knitting stuff...Ralph bought me an umbrella swift for our anniversary. How rad is that? I'm like my own knitting store...complete with swift. He said he might get me a ball winder too...then I'd really be set.

Hmm, what else? I dunno. I love this idea though, Jen. It's like a diary that we can keep together, and share to the world, but whatever. I'm glad to hear you have such interesting jobs this summer. I'm so proud of my little law friends, now if Katie would start making babies I'd be set. With babies, I will knit. I PROMISE!

Alright well if I can keep up this blog with only 4 hours sleep you bitches better be able to! Love you both so much!

GO WONDER ANIMAL POWERS GO!!!

My semi-interesting life


Maybe semi-interesting is a bit much. Its hard to be entertaining when you're living by yourself. Right now I'm making Eric a quilt for our aniversary with the new sewing machine I got for my birthday. I also got this thing http://www.aerogrow.com/ from Eric, and its pretty cool.


Speaking of gardening, I got a garden plot from Cornell. Unfortunatly, due to being sick and other such things, today was really the first day I was able to do anything. Which meant that it looked like this. Thrilling. After about 45 minutes of work, I managed to clear a 3ft by 6ft section and get some tomato plants in. More toiling tomorrow I suppose. So now, I'm going to rest, then work some more on the quilt. I'll post some pictures of the blocks, and something more interesting later, after I feel less like collapsing.
Love,
Katie

My 2 Bestest Friends

I don't want to start this blog being all emotional and such, but I just wanted to tell you guys that I miss you and love you! I will never find friends like the two of you. You truly are my best friends (and don't you forget that).

So now that I have bored you with all the mushy stuff, I will now get you both updated on my happenings. Well, right now I am working two jobs/internships (whatever the hell you want to call them). I am working at RFK Memorial Center for Human Rights (M,W,F) and for Dr. Gordon Tullock (T, TH). At RFK, I do legal research on issues concerning human rights abusers at home and abroad. Right now I am researching the corporate structures of Burger King, Subway, Wendy's and Chipotle, to determine from whom they purchase their tomatoes. As you may or may not know, the Coalition of Immokalee Workers won a battle against Taco Bell and McDonald's, receiving a penny per pound of tomatoes increase in wages for immigrant farmworkers. We are trying to do the same with the other fast food giants. I am also doing a whole bunch of other stuff, but figured, you guys heard enough about RFK. As for Dr. Tullock, he is a reknowned economist/legal scholar who is currently writing yet another book. He has been up for the Nobel Peace Prize at least 12 times and has been recognized as one of the top ten economists of his time. So, hopefully, I will get an awesome reccommendation letter from him.

So, now you guys are caught up on my summer activities....

As I told Katie, my mom was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in mid-may. She had surgery to take the tumor out (aka "whipple" - they take out parts and reconnect parts, a long and complicated process). Anyway, the surgery took almost 12 hours, but the surgeon was able to take the entire tumor out. Luckily, her margins were negative (meaning the cancer had not spread). Unfortunately, though, she will still have to endure 5 months of chemo (not the type where hair falls out). She's a tough cookie, but I will be happy when all of this is over.

Ok, now to happier news. NO, I am not engaged, but Eskimo Katie is. She got engaged a few weeks ago to Yossel (I'm not sure if you guys met him). I am one of her bridesmaids. I believe she will have her wedding next October and her colors are going to be chocolate brown and blue (not quite sure how that is going to work out).

Onto yet another subject, Kevin and I went to the Cayman Islands for five days and enjoyed ourselves tremendously. I got sunburned, of course (my skin wasn't used to the sun anymore after being up here where the sun don't shine - aka - Virginia). We snorkeled, went on a submarine, visited Hell (a touristy spot claimed to look like Hell), and ate a crapload. I will post some pics later when I go home (yes, I have a lot of free time at work). All in all, it was a great vacation especially since it was free (including the booze)!!!! Kevin got an award from his company and this vacation came with it.

Finally, this weekend Kevin and I are going to go camping at Shenandoah. Don't worry I won't come back all gross and unshaven like "Bad Heather" ... I am only going for the weekend. I promise to post pics of that as well.

Oh before I save this, I just wanted to tell you guys about my knitting and crocheting projects. Kevin doesn't quite appreciate them like you guys. I am knitting a shawl for my mom, a bikini for my sis, a tank top for myself, and a dress for myself. I also recommend the knitting book, "Sexy Little Knits."

All right, now that I completely bored you both to death, I will conclude with saying:

I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU BOTH!!!!

Jen