rosie rosie rosie!

(rosie o'donnell is a big dyke, for those of you who didn't know that already.)

the project that i am working on at work may have hit a wall. hmmm. it'd probably be a chance to start over and do it differently, which i'd be all for. we'll see.

nathan and i ordered the buffy season one dvd, and watched much of it over the weekend. i saw the first four episodes, and i do believe that he went onto disk two without me. it's the first time that i am seeing a lot of these episodes. the sad part is that the dvd quality is not so excellent. the lighting and contrast throughout the episodes is pretty much not good.

the managers here at work, in an effort to improve morale and build team spirit and all that, have taken to showing movies about once a month over lunch time.

today's movie was apollo 13.

i tell you, it's no fair showing movies that make me cry over lunch. then i have to go back to my desk for the rest of the afternoon and be all sniffly

so, last night was dinner with my manager, my manager's manager, and some random coworkers.

it actually went pretty well. we went to copeland's, which does pseudo-cajun food. i had creole chicken etouffee, which was very pleasing. the waitress warned me about it being spicy, which it was. some spicy. not so much, however. it didn't make me want to cry or anything.

in other good news, i remembered to ask for bacardi in the rum and coke i ordered, because i usually just say "oh, whatever", and then they put captain morgan in, and captain morgan tastes remarkably like paint thinner. eeeew.

i skipped out of going to the bar beforehand because i knew it would be smoky and full of alcohol and things. instead, i went to sam goody, where i purchased the new nine inch nails live cd, and kittie's debut album. hurray for loud music. hurray, hurray!

right now, i am in a really particularly black mood. quite astonishingly.

so now, i am going to go out to a bar with some of my coworkers, and then, after i'm probably quite drunk (since i'm an astonishingly cheap date), go out for dinner with my management team including my manager's manager who is in from out of state for the day.

i expect this actually won't be the career limiting move it sounds like, and it may actually make me feel better.

but i expect that i will instead just be drunk and furious.

so sigrid did in fact take me off to go see lord of the rings last night.

oh.
my.
god.

the bonus about having waited this long to see it is that i only have to wait ten months until the next one comes out.

going to go see lord of the rings tonight. sigrid really really really wants me to go see it, so off we go tonight.

this is a placeholder, for a bit of writing about not trusting the popular kids or the cool kids, how being cool makes you nearsighted and (possibly unintentionally) mean, how i expect i won't read harry potter for years yet, and how this relates to not liking or trusting some people that i currently know that have little cults of personality springing up around them.

on the other hand, i may just leave this here as is. more pondering, and i'll see how it goes into words.

You are most like Hector, done in by a thug! Created by Thren. Which Gashlycrumb Tiny are you?

wheeee! i wanted to be basil, but no such luck.

molly ivins on the campaign finance reform debates in the house right now.

go read. try not to laugh loudly enough so that you scare your coworkers.

a fan named lucy has an online journal named Aries Moon. i usually go over there once or twice a week and read it and be jealous of the fact that everything she wants to talk about doesn't just fly out of her head the minute she sits down at a keyboard. (although, i must admit, practice is helping.)

anyhow. tuesday's entry, which i am just reading today, has a bit in it that i have to share. okay? okay.

so, she says: "People seem born with a propensity to behave badly when they think they can get away with it. I always thought the goal was to grow out of this and learn to be responsible, thoughtful creatures, but some days I think I'm in the minority."

oh, yes indeed.

i am sooooo tempted to take pictures of my bruises and upload them somewhere. i bet that if i cropped them properly, it'd make a good background for my home computer... and people would never believe me when i told them what it was.

yessss! there it is! three cheers for nathan.

went over to sigrid's house last night, and spent some time talking about the sad plight of the oppressed upper middle class straight white male. woe, oh, woe. i feel better about that, now.


on a completely different note, nathan says that ftp should be working now. here i go to try it!

i must be cranky. i'm arguing politics with people in public. wow.

it really totally boggles me when people who seem otherwise reasonable go off all ranty like about political correctness and how eeeeeeevil it is and how the culture of victimhood is responsible for so much of what's wrong with the world. (sadly, i will not be giving prizes for correct identification of the usual race and/or gender of the people who i tend to hear this from. oh, or for identifying their class, either. i do not have the resources to buy people that many cookies.)

one of the very useful things that i learned in college is that if something makes me uncomfortable, i should pay attention to it and try to figure out why. if it makes me very uncomfortable and angry, i should pay a lot of attention to it, and try to figure out why.

paying attention to it does not mean subjecting myself to harm. paying attention to it does not mean automatically deciding that whatever it is that makes me uncomfortable is right. paying attention to it means, well, paying attention to it, and thinking about it more than i had previously.

great big sea is coming to minneapolis! this makes me very happy. (great big sea — tour schedule) their recordings are good, but the live show is just so much amazingly better.

nope, still in an awful mood. if i can just refrain from yelling at people for long enough, i'll feel better and then i won't want to yell at them any more. this is a simple and elegant theory, and has in the past been true. i'm hoping it works this time.

went out and got mock duck laab from pad thai grand cafe for lunch. this is helping. the breathing fire is especially pleasing.

i am in a pretty astonishingly awful mood. wow.

this is a picture of joe and i, taken in seattle a while ago. teal posted something on usenet that reminded me that she had these pictures. i had forgotten they were there. hurray!

my bruises are totally spectacular. quite amazing, actually. about nine square inches of blue into deep red into purple.

surgery report: all is well.

longer surgery report: hurray for prescription narcotics! hurray, hurray!

y'know, it's a good thing that i don't work in academia. even though i really wanted to, and i was really sad that i didn't get that job that i applied for.

but the whole completely random schedule thing? it's driving me crazy.

(i am going to russia in may, no wait, june, no wait, march, no wait, october, no wait, may. arrrrrrgh.)

i have this afternoon off and then all day tomorrow.

i'd be more excited about that if it weren't for the fact that i am having not one but twoooooo instances of minor surgery during that time.

when i was a young'un, i bbsed a lot. and there were many many places for me to inflict my crappy angst filled poetry on the world.

now there aren't.

sadly, while i could start a blog for that purpose, then it would be archived, and people would be able to dig it up when i was eighty gazillion years old. this is no good.

did you ever have that feeling where as far as you could tell you were speaking english, and the person you were speaking with was using many of the same words as you were, and some of the concepts even matched up, but just whenever you started to get confident about your ability to get across anything at all, it became obvious that you were speaking outer mongolian instead?

i'm going back to pointing and grunting. people hardly ever misunderstand pointing and grunting. i can't get anything complicated across, but hell, i can't do that now. and if i just get those little flash cards made up that say "did you check the scripts?" and "that goes to the server team", i'll function at work just as well as i do now.

i just upgraded to blogger pro. i will now have the ability to back date posts. woooo.