so it's new year's eve and i just used my remaining gift card at old navy... a turtleneck of the sage green color and a dark green canvas satchel were the result...good stuff.
we'll be spending new year's eve with amy lein, her sister emily and em's husband, dylan, in about a couple of hours -- after that i think a few parties we'll attend and a few glasses of... whatever is handed to me, i will taste. and i feel that new year's eve is traditionally the holiday in which women all around the world (and some men too) will do their most to look as, well, as hot as they possibly can. so i guess that means extra eyeliner for moi, and maybe a curl or two in the hair.
dustin spent the better part of last night (and a good deal of this a.m.) working on his platypus man site, so i'll be sure to link to that as soon as it's neared completion.
and now i have to dust off my curling iron, you know, to make an effort.
happy new year's, all!
Friday, December 31, 2004
Thursday, December 30, 2004
"Cheetah!"
it's thursday night, no work tomorrow and what are we watching? Why, it's "The Cheetah Girls" on the disney channel, of course!
oh, the abbey loves this movie and i love the abbey, so we're watching this movie.
for those of you not familiar with "The Cheetah Girls," it stars Raven, the new disney darling who was the little girl Olivia on the Cosby show. does that make me enjoy it more? not really, but i'll repeat that the kid loves it.
so, who's got some new year's resolutions to share?
oh, the abbey loves this movie and i love the abbey, so we're watching this movie.
for those of you not familiar with "The Cheetah Girls," it stars Raven, the new disney darling who was the little girl Olivia on the Cosby show. does that make me enjoy it more? not really, but i'll repeat that the kid loves it.
so, who's got some new year's resolutions to share?
Monday, December 27, 2004
back from minot
okay, now that the craziness of the blogthis link is calmer, a quick before bedtime update on christmas:
minot was a good time -- nice folks, good eats and although i'm closing in on 30 years of age, it's always fun to look over the spoils of christmas with the eyes of a greedy 6 year old.
last night we enjoyed the annual theatre folk get-together at the dugout and then we descended like locusts upon the dakota lounge -- it's been a long time since my steps have graced the dak's doorsteps and damn, drinks in minot are so freakin' cheap! the dak was fun b/c not only did the theatre folk i like go there but i also was able to catch up with some of the lovely people i went to high school with -- larry and steve c., anthony, david e., dave s., dylan, my lovely neighbor, terry... in short, a quality group of folk that it's always a pleasure to see. if every weekend was like that in minot, well, it would have been tough to move.
i should probably get some sleeps, as tomorrow it's day one of the three-day work week (hurrah!). i hope everyone had a happy holiday week and i hope everyone has a safe and happy new year!
minot was a good time -- nice folks, good eats and although i'm closing in on 30 years of age, it's always fun to look over the spoils of christmas with the eyes of a greedy 6 year old.
last night we enjoyed the annual theatre folk get-together at the dugout and then we descended like locusts upon the dakota lounge -- it's been a long time since my steps have graced the dak's doorsteps and damn, drinks in minot are so freakin' cheap! the dak was fun b/c not only did the theatre folk i like go there but i also was able to catch up with some of the lovely people i went to high school with -- larry and steve c., anthony, david e., dave s., dylan, my lovely neighbor, terry... in short, a quality group of folk that it's always a pleasure to see. if every weekend was like that in minot, well, it would have been tough to move.
i should probably get some sleeps, as tomorrow it's day one of the three-day work week (hurrah!). i hope everyone had a happy holiday week and i hope everyone has a safe and happy new year!
dude, it worked!
maybe i'm a little behind on the techno game, but this works and it makes me happy. but i can't put in links from here, so we'll see....
Blogger Help : What is BlogThis! ?
okay...i'm giving my new "blogthis" link a try...we'll see how this new fangled contraption works....
Thursday, December 23, 2004
it's office party day!
so i'm officially out of work-related things to do, so now, in these last 15 minutes before our office cmas party/buffet thingy begins, i've got some blogging time.
tonight we leave for minot -- nothing like a drive in the middle of the night to nearly the middle of nowhere in below zero windchills to inspire that christmas feeling. but i'm looking forward to chillin' w/kinfolk and homies. also looking forward to the dugout party w/msu folk -- good times to be had.
my list of things to do after work (and we're done around 3 today..hurrah!):
- go to bank
- return loaner car, pick up actual car that is not as luxurious as loaner car
- go to the mall of america to use giftcards provided by the lovely sister and her lovely boyfriend -- props to meg and chris for feeding my old navy habit!
- go home, pack, sleep
and i'm seriously crunching into my sleep time w/the old navy trip but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. and i guess that includes going to the bad mall.
ooh! 10 minutes to cmas party. snacks! games! prizes!
i like the cmas party thing. i like goofing off and not being tied to a desk, but still earning a paycheck. i REALLY like the loaner car i'm driving today. so yeah, the kia rio is in the shop -- some part recall happened that is supposed to be covered at no expense to me. so of course i'm waiting to hear about that and the 500 other things wrong with my car that, naturally, WON'T be covered by the warranty.
hope for the best...prepare for the worst. sounds like the holidays to me!
tonight we leave for minot -- nothing like a drive in the middle of the night to nearly the middle of nowhere in below zero windchills to inspire that christmas feeling. but i'm looking forward to chillin' w/kinfolk and homies. also looking forward to the dugout party w/msu folk -- good times to be had.
my list of things to do after work (and we're done around 3 today..hurrah!):
- go to bank
- return loaner car, pick up actual car that is not as luxurious as loaner car
- go to the mall of america to use giftcards provided by the lovely sister and her lovely boyfriend -- props to meg and chris for feeding my old navy habit!
- go home, pack, sleep
and i'm seriously crunching into my sleep time w/the old navy trip but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. and i guess that includes going to the bad mall.
ooh! 10 minutes to cmas party. snacks! games! prizes!
i like the cmas party thing. i like goofing off and not being tied to a desk, but still earning a paycheck. i REALLY like the loaner car i'm driving today. so yeah, the kia rio is in the shop -- some part recall happened that is supposed to be covered at no expense to me. so of course i'm waiting to hear about that and the 500 other things wrong with my car that, naturally, WON'T be covered by the warranty.
hope for the best...prepare for the worst. sounds like the holidays to me!
Monday, December 20, 2004
winter came and kicked my a**.
holy crapola. my commute, on a normal monday with moderate traffic, takes about 45 minutes at the most. heavy traffic, and i'm looking at about an hour in the car.
today? today when it RAINED ICE PELLETS that adhered to the ground instantly?
TWO HOURS, THIRTY MINUTES.
i smoked nearly a half a pack of cigarettes in that jaunt.
but in better weather news, my drive home only took 50 minutes. so that felt like no time at all, compared to the morning.
and i'm kind of sick of sarah jessica parker and the gap ads. i miss sarah jessica parker of "square pegs" and "footloose," when she still seemed awkward and not trendy. but maybe that's me being jealous b/c i'm still awkward at age 29 and will never be trendy. maybe.
the mad dash to finish laundry --- or start, even -- before we leave for minot began approximately 30 minutes ago. and it's bravo's "West Wing" monday marathon, so my night is set!
and on this episode, donna had to go to a meeting in ND about the state wanting to remove the "north" in an effort to boost tourism, b/c "north" makes the state sound cold, flat and barren. funny.
and allison janney rules in this show.
today? today when it RAINED ICE PELLETS that adhered to the ground instantly?
TWO HOURS, THIRTY MINUTES.
i smoked nearly a half a pack of cigarettes in that jaunt.
but in better weather news, my drive home only took 50 minutes. so that felt like no time at all, compared to the morning.
and i'm kind of sick of sarah jessica parker and the gap ads. i miss sarah jessica parker of "square pegs" and "footloose," when she still seemed awkward and not trendy. but maybe that's me being jealous b/c i'm still awkward at age 29 and will never be trendy. maybe.
the mad dash to finish laundry --- or start, even -- before we leave for minot began approximately 30 minutes ago. and it's bravo's "West Wing" monday marathon, so my night is set!
and on this episode, donna had to go to a meeting in ND about the state wanting to remove the "north" in an effort to boost tourism, b/c "north" makes the state sound cold, flat and barren. funny.
and allison janney rules in this show.
Sunday, December 19, 2004
tis movie night....
and tonight's choice:
"The Grudge," showing at the delightful Riverview Theater. The Riverview is great because, unlike several other cheap theaters in town, it does not smell like the monkey cages at the zoo (Roseville 4, that's you...) and the leg room is not horribly limiting (Hopkins 6, anyone?) and there are not dozens of parents bringing children to slasher movies (Brookdale Discount, i'm talking to you!). And while variety in showtimes is a good thing, there is definite nostalgia that comes along with the Riverview.
For those of you who hail from Minot, perhaps you recall the Empire Theater in downtown, which is now the parking lot for Trinity Hospital and a funeral home? It's funny, really, that the Empire was torn down by a company that is trying to form an empire in Minot. or as a former minot daily news used to call Minot -- Trinity-ville.
So yeah, there is joy in the single screen theaters.
Onto the movie choice: The Grudge.
Why this movie? well, there was a curiosity about it .... will it suck? will it be scary? and that curiosity never deserves a full-priced ticket, so i can live with the $3 it will cost me. and an hour and a half of my time. i'm okay with that.
t-minus three days until our return to minot. days filled with food. a night or two filled with a little liquor....sounds like the holidays to me.
"The Grudge," showing at the delightful Riverview Theater. The Riverview is great because, unlike several other cheap theaters in town, it does not smell like the monkey cages at the zoo (Roseville 4, that's you...) and the leg room is not horribly limiting (Hopkins 6, anyone?) and there are not dozens of parents bringing children to slasher movies (Brookdale Discount, i'm talking to you!). And while variety in showtimes is a good thing, there is definite nostalgia that comes along with the Riverview.
For those of you who hail from Minot, perhaps you recall the Empire Theater in downtown, which is now the parking lot for Trinity Hospital and a funeral home? It's funny, really, that the Empire was torn down by a company that is trying to form an empire in Minot. or as a former minot daily news used to call Minot -- Trinity-ville.
So yeah, there is joy in the single screen theaters.
Onto the movie choice: The Grudge.
Why this movie? well, there was a curiosity about it .... will it suck? will it be scary? and that curiosity never deserves a full-priced ticket, so i can live with the $3 it will cost me. and an hour and a half of my time. i'm okay with that.
t-minus three days until our return to minot. days filled with food. a night or two filled with a little liquor....sounds like the holidays to me.
holycrapola
holycrapola
Originally uploaded by kllnin.
gosh, thanks, time magazine. thanks a lot. of course, dustin mentioned that hitler was also person of the year once upon a time.
Friday, December 17, 2004
sad kitties from jegg
Not reported in our media...big shock!
I like reading the Guardian. But THIS depresses me b/c i've not heard ONE BIT about itin the U.S.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
office blogging
it's amazing how busy i can look while really doing nothing work related whatsoever. and it's not my fault i'm bored... i finished up a magazine yesterday and i'm waitin for proofs and corrections to return, so i've been just SITTING HERE ALL DAY and while it's fun to check email, internet window shop, etc., i ultimatey think my time is better spent beating traffic home. and i'm very tired, so my eyes are beginning to involuntarily cross and blinking for an extended period of time...like, say, five minutes. a five minute long blink. good feelings from that.
f**k it. time to bail out. i'm simply wasting company time at this point.
f**k it. time to bail out. i'm simply wasting company time at this point.
a random question
if you were in a band, say, The Misfits, and you were being interviewed for a show, would you wear the shirt of your own band? would you be that guy?
5:25 a.m. and what's on bravo?
why, it's the ending of "Less Than Zero." hey! now it's a show about the Ramones -- neat!
i currently am experiencing a bit of the arthritis in the knee, and that's no good, but i finally have time to blog after yesterday being busy as all get-out. i was the only designer in the office (sickly co-workers) so i was doing about a zillion things and it was cool in a way, b/c the day went really, really fast.
enjoying the thought of not working another full week of work until after 2005 begins -- cmas eve will be off, new year's eve will be off and i'm all about the four-day weeks.
oy, 5:46 in the a.m. half-hour until i wake the abbey for school...that'll be a fun little battle, as she stayed up way too late last night. around 10 p.m. i heard some giggling coming from upstairs and sure enough, the abbey was wide-freakin' awake.
what a horribly boring blog. why do i bother? maybe later i'll be more interesting. and i'll be on my way to minot a week from today. eek!
i currently am experiencing a bit of the arthritis in the knee, and that's no good, but i finally have time to blog after yesterday being busy as all get-out. i was the only designer in the office (sickly co-workers) so i was doing about a zillion things and it was cool in a way, b/c the day went really, really fast.
enjoying the thought of not working another full week of work until after 2005 begins -- cmas eve will be off, new year's eve will be off and i'm all about the four-day weeks.
oy, 5:46 in the a.m. half-hour until i wake the abbey for school...that'll be a fun little battle, as she stayed up way too late last night. around 10 p.m. i heard some giggling coming from upstairs and sure enough, the abbey was wide-freakin' awake.
what a horribly boring blog. why do i bother? maybe later i'll be more interesting. and i'll be on my way to minot a week from today. eek!
Sunday, December 12, 2004
christmas shopping, etc.
we finished pretty much the bulk of the christmas shopping last night at big boy tough guy bad ass mall. hurrah for being done. and hurrah for surround sound! we replaced our shotty dvd receiver, speakers, etc. that had ceased to work for quite some time with a new one and i'm now listening to the NIN downward spiral remastered for dolby surround dvd/cd and HOLY CRAP. that's the stuff. and i found pants (a size smaller than the last time i found pants, i might add) yesterday and they are a delight. and they were cheap and probably made by underpaid people in a third-world country. but i'm still wearing them.
our cat, little brother, is sneezing. i wonder if he is allergic to me, as i am to him.
so we'll be in minot late on the 23rd of december....craaaazy. it's always an adventure to go back there. my dad is moving to bismarck next summer, so that will officially end my kin connection to the magic city. ah, but i'll always have the memories. (that's both good and bad.)
our cat, little brother, is sneezing. i wonder if he is allergic to me, as i am to him.
so we'll be in minot late on the 23rd of december....craaaazy. it's always an adventure to go back there. my dad is moving to bismarck next summer, so that will officially end my kin connection to the magic city. ah, but i'll always have the memories. (that's both good and bad.)
who are you, anonymous???
okay, so i received a comment on my last entry and by god...who are you, anonymous? i used to methodically pound many packs of marlboro lights on my dash (now i methodically pound camel turkish royals) and i took several road trips to minneapolis, but i recall going to an indian restaurant once during a visit, and that's when i was visiting with a mr. matt conover.... was that you commenting, matt conover? please, someone, end my agony of not knowing!!!!!
i thank you, and your country thanks you.
i thank you, and your country thanks you.
Saturday, December 11, 2004
my poor kid!
so the abbey has the stomach sick today. but the good news is that our carpet was already removed before it happened. my morning has been about cleaning up vomit. the poor kid is just listless on the couch now, watching cartoons and wishing she weren't ill. and i'll be venturing to target very soon -- some christmas cards, some household things and a little something to distract abbey from her turmoil.
tis the season...
and i thought i was a real trooper for putting a mere two bucks into the salvation army kettle.... WOW!
ahhh....friday....
a friday night spent at sarah's house (pita pizza!), a little bit of Monopoly and now The Goonies. ROCK ON!!! damn, i love the weekend.
abbey is 8, watching The Goonies for the first time, as i did when i was 8. we've come full circle.
tomorrow will continue the christmas shopping, first at the mall of hysteria (props to terry for allowing me to steal that slogan) and then at ye olde Target shoppe.
here's a decent site to check out: www.bluebuy.org. you can find which companies contributed to republicans and which contributed to democrats and then purchase from whomever you feel deserves your money.
HERE's kind of a list for you to look over, but i encourage you to visit the site itself for more info. just another reason not to shop at walmart. and in case you needed a good laugh at walmart's expense, give THIS a read...
and for now, it's time to finish up The Goonies and then maybe take in a little bit of a gift from dust's brother, shane -- Season 1 of Kids in the Hall...
life just got a little bit brighter.
abbey is 8, watching The Goonies for the first time, as i did when i was 8. we've come full circle.
tomorrow will continue the christmas shopping, first at the mall of hysteria (props to terry for allowing me to steal that slogan) and then at ye olde Target shoppe.
here's a decent site to check out: www.bluebuy.org. you can find which companies contributed to republicans and which contributed to democrats and then purchase from whomever you feel deserves your money.
HERE's kind of a list for you to look over, but i encourage you to visit the site itself for more info. just another reason not to shop at walmart. and in case you needed a good laugh at walmart's expense, give THIS a read...
and for now, it's time to finish up The Goonies and then maybe take in a little bit of a gift from dust's brother, shane -- Season 1 of Kids in the Hall...
life just got a little bit brighter.
Friday, December 10, 2004
coworker or raving lunatic?
coworker or raving lunatic?
Originally uploaded by kllnin.
a fellow at work will put on his antlers this time of year.
the antlers play music.
the antlers have lights.
it's quite a treat.
Thursday, December 09, 2004
floating loons
the new MN driver license features a watermark of a floating loon. these are the things you learn a 5:08 a.m. when you can't fall back to sleep.
am feeling a great deal better -- today abbey and i will be out buying christmas wrap, bows, etc., after work, which she's pretty excited for.
and the heat vent in her room seems to not work very well, so if anyone knows what kind of a space heater is the safest, let me know.
apparently it's going to be "gloomy" today in the twin cities. thank you local nbc news weatherman. i didn't know "gloomy" was a technical meterological term.
at 5:16 you will find a variety of televangical shows on tv. and, for the record, i have YET to receive my FREE MIRACLE SPRING WATER! what the f**k?
christie brinkley's face looks very...taut. that makes me sad -- the bridge of her nose has all but disappeared.
who's really f**king (why am i censoring myself?) fucking tired of scott peterson's trial? i'll say it again: we could learn a thing or two from the urkraine.
am feeling a great deal better -- today abbey and i will be out buying christmas wrap, bows, etc., after work, which she's pretty excited for.
and the heat vent in her room seems to not work very well, so if anyone knows what kind of a space heater is the safest, let me know.
apparently it's going to be "gloomy" today in the twin cities. thank you local nbc news weatherman. i didn't know "gloomy" was a technical meterological term.
at 5:16 you will find a variety of televangical shows on tv. and, for the record, i have YET to receive my FREE MIRACLE SPRING WATER! what the f**k?
christie brinkley's face looks very...taut. that makes me sad -- the bridge of her nose has all but disappeared.
who's really f**king (why am i censoring myself?) fucking tired of scott peterson's trial? i'll say it again: we could learn a thing or two from the urkraine.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
how does this begin?
i'm not sure. but now my mind is reeling out of control with completely irrational ideas and thoughts too horrible to even comprehend and i don't know how to reign it in. i'm doing what i'm supposed to -- i'm taking my meds and i'm eating my greens and i'm drinking more than my eight glasses of water per day. maybe i'm drinking too much water. maybe that is my problem. and now everyone in the freakin' world knows what a horrible mess my brain has become. and i need to snap out of it b/c i begin abbey-ness tomorrow at 5 p.m. and that is good, b/c i always, ALWAYS keep this out of abbey's sight. she is never exposed to any of this. i'm really good at that, so hey! i rule in that respect! hurrah...
i spent the better part of the day on the couch. and when i say "better part of the day," i really mean "all of the day, except when using the latrine and smoking a half-cigarette."
i can't decide if the commercial for "grand theft auto: san andreas" is meant to unnerve me as much as it does. hey, who doesn't like a little chaos, and little crazy with the 80s edition of that game (miami vice era rules), but i just saw a man carrying on his shoulder what i can only assume is some sort of anti-aircraft/grenade launching type device. holy fuck, that is disturbing to me. maybe i'm a little delicate right now.
i spent the better part of the day on the couch. and when i say "better part of the day," i really mean "all of the day, except when using the latrine and smoking a half-cigarette."
i can't decide if the commercial for "grand theft auto: san andreas" is meant to unnerve me as much as it does. hey, who doesn't like a little chaos, and little crazy with the 80s edition of that game (miami vice era rules), but i just saw a man carrying on his shoulder what i can only assume is some sort of anti-aircraft/grenade launching type device. holy fuck, that is disturbing to me. maybe i'm a little delicate right now.
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
i'm a what???
"You are a WECF--Wacky Emotional Constructive Follower. This makes you a Candle burning at both ends."
check out this QUIZ.
apparently of the 64306 people who have taken this quiz since tracking began (8/17/2004), 7.5 % are my type.
and here's more explanation of that type:
"You work until you drop, and you play until you can stand to work again. You have so much enthusiasm that you can find it hard to control on your own, and you appreciate the guidance that channels your energy and lets you be your best.
In a relationship, you require lots of attention and support. You often over-contribute and end up feeling depleted and cheated. You may benefit from more time alone than you grant yourself.
Your driving force is the emotional support of others--especially affection. You can run on empty for miles if you have positive energy behind you. Without it--as it occasionally must run dry--you are depressive, listless, and difficult to motivate.
You need a lot of affection. Get it any way you can, but never at the cost of your self-respect or well-being."
these are the things you really want to know when you are sick at home.
check out this QUIZ.
apparently of the 64306 people who have taken this quiz since tracking began (8/17/2004), 7.5 % are my type.
and here's more explanation of that type:
"You work until you drop, and you play until you can stand to work again. You have so much enthusiasm that you can find it hard to control on your own, and you appreciate the guidance that channels your energy and lets you be your best.
In a relationship, you require lots of attention and support. You often over-contribute and end up feeling depleted and cheated. You may benefit from more time alone than you grant yourself.
Your driving force is the emotional support of others--especially affection. You can run on empty for miles if you have positive energy behind you. Without it--as it occasionally must run dry--you are depressive, listless, and difficult to motivate.
You need a lot of affection. Get it any way you can, but never at the cost of your self-respect or well-being."
these are the things you really want to know when you are sick at home.
Monday, December 06, 2004
f**king crazies
waiting for the other shoe to drop. dustin asked when did the first shoe drop. good question, really, and now i'm thinking that maybe i'm waiting for both shoes to drop, which means i'm metaphorically levitating and when those shoes drop, it's gonna hurt like hell.
unless the shoes aren't on my feet, in which case maybe i'm metaphorically sitting on my couch (as i am literally doing so right now) and the shoes are floating in midair and i'm waiting for them to drop. it's unnerving whether the shoes are on my feet or floating in the middle of my living room.
what the fuck am i saying?
i'm saying that i don't feel well. i'm saying that i'm tired of feeling this way. i'm saying that i'm tired of wondering when this will stop. i'm saying that i'm...
i'm a fan of the west wing. and tomorrow i'm be a fan of scrubs in addition to the west wing. at least i think i'll be a fan of scrubs.
and when i say scrubs what i mean is the tv show, "scrubs." do not be fooled by my lack of capitalization and quotation marks; i certainly do not mean to say that i'm a fan of medical garb. although i did have a prof in college who would wear scrubs (here's a shout-out to keven neuharth) and i don't doubt for a second that he would only wear comfortable things.
was considering going out tonight but with the crazies going on, maybe it's best to stay in.
doesn't clay aiken make you kind of want to punch him? maybe i just haven't given him a fair chance. i don't think i'll be giving him a fair chance. i don't feel all that fair today. nor will i feel that fair tomorrow.
unless the shoes aren't on my feet, in which case maybe i'm metaphorically sitting on my couch (as i am literally doing so right now) and the shoes are floating in midair and i'm waiting for them to drop. it's unnerving whether the shoes are on my feet or floating in the middle of my living room.
what the fuck am i saying?
i'm saying that i don't feel well. i'm saying that i'm tired of feeling this way. i'm saying that i'm tired of wondering when this will stop. i'm saying that i'm...
i'm a fan of the west wing. and tomorrow i'm be a fan of scrubs in addition to the west wing. at least i think i'll be a fan of scrubs.
and when i say scrubs what i mean is the tv show, "scrubs." do not be fooled by my lack of capitalization and quotation marks; i certainly do not mean to say that i'm a fan of medical garb. although i did have a prof in college who would wear scrubs (here's a shout-out to keven neuharth) and i don't doubt for a second that he would only wear comfortable things.
was considering going out tonight but with the crazies going on, maybe it's best to stay in.
doesn't clay aiken make you kind of want to punch him? maybe i just haven't given him a fair chance. i don't think i'll be giving him a fair chance. i don't feel all that fair today. nor will i feel that fair tomorrow.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
scene for class
so i was in a screenwriting class once and for it, we had to write a scene where two people meet. so this is that scene. forgive the improper formatting...Final Draft formatting doesn't copy and paste well.
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INT. RESTARAUNT-DAY
JAMES, a late twenty-something, stands in line at a salad bar buffet behind KELLY, who is in her early thirties. Kelly holds up the line by doing nothing.
JAMES
Ahem...
Kelly looks up to overhead speaker.
JAMES (CONT’D)
Ahem...hey, do you think you could...
Nudges Kelly to move forward.
KELLY
What? Oh, yeah, sorry, it’s just this music.
Haphazardly piles food onto plate, while James takes a minimal amount of food.
JAMES
This music? It’s a salad bar, a buffet, for that matter. What can one expect?
KELLY
It’s Billy Ocean.
JAMES
It’s Billy Ocean...and...
KELLY
Well, Billy Ocean simply isn’t salad bar music.
She walks away to get napkins, etc. James stands motionless, intrigued by her statement. Follows her.
JAMES
What qualifies as salad bar music?
Kelly sits, surprised that he follows.
KELLY
That’s a question that has plagued society since the dawn of time. However I do know that “Caribbean Queen” hardly makes me want to eat cauliflower.
James gestures to a chair across from her.
JAMES
May I?
He sits.
But what, if anything, would make you eat cauliflower?
They both stare at cauliflower stalk in her hand and ponder for a moment.
KELLY
Paul Simon, James Taylor, something acoustic. Something that offers a moment of reflection. Something that makes you so very glad that you have this white stalk of goodness before you.
She eats the cauliflower. James stares, amused.
JAMES
Before I call you a lunatic, I should probably ask your name.
KELLY
It’s Kelly. And normally I’m not a lunatic.
JAMES
Well it’s very nice to meet you, Kelly. I’m James. And I don’t think you’re a complete lunatic.
Moment of quiet, both eating.
KELLY
So James, what do you do when you’re not picking up girls at a buffet?
JAMES
I pick up girls at laundromats.
KELLY
Anywhere else I should know about?
JAMES
No, nothing too sinister. I work at a funeral home.
Kelly nearly spits soda out of her mouth.
KELLY
Any on the job romance I should be aware of?
JAMES
You meet some nice girls, but they don’t have much to say. So quiet, those types. So what do you do?
KELLY
I work in a slaughterhouse.
James almost chokes on bread.
KELLY (CONT’D)
Don’t worry, I almost never pick up anyone I meet there.
JAMES
So, would I have seen any of your work?
KELLY
Um, maybe in a supermarket, wrapped in plastic and dripping a bit.
JAMES
So how does one get into that line of work? Do you school for it?
KELLY
Well it’s not as glamorous as it sounds. I don’t do any of the hard-core stuff, I just slap it onto the styrofoam carton. I’m on the tail end of the production line.
JAMES
So you don’t....
(Mimes swinging a bat in the air)
KELLY
No, no, I’m not one of those guys. Man, you wanna see some unchecked aggression? That is the area to look. So, how did you fall into the funeral home business?
JAMES
My dad did it. And his father before him, and so on and so forth. I started out by just wheeling people in on the gurneys, then eventually they let me do the makeup work, now I kind of direct the services.
KELLY
Direct the services...you mean, tell who to carry what and what so-and-so should have on for make-up?
JAMES
Yeah, something like that. Much like yours, not as glamorous as it sounds. Besides, does anyone really end up doing what they dream of? When you were a little girl in a room decorated with pink walls and piles of Barbie dolls around you, did you dream of schucking raw meat?
KELLY
I never cared much for Barbies, although I’ll admit I did have a fondness for pastels.
JAMES
I’m sure you did like pastels, but my question is, did you dream of being a mere cog in a big meat-packing machine?
KELLY
No, but what the hell else does someone do with a liberal arts degree?
JAMES
I’m just trying to show that no one really ever does what they really want.
A knocking noise is heard from under the table.
KELLY
What was that?
JAMES
That? Oh, that’s just my wooden leg.
KELLY
May I ask why you have a wooden leg?
JAMES
Maybe. May I have your phone number?
KELLY
Maybe. Will you show me the wooden leg?
JAMES
I usually save that for the second date, but I suppose I could make an exception.
Kelly jots her number on a napkin, rises to leave.
KELLY
Okay, well, call me then.
JAMES
Maybe if we make it to date number two I’ll show you the mangled stub.
KELLY
I think you just got yourself a second date.
She leaves.
Someone sitting at a table next to James has been eavesdropping and glances down at the leg. James thwacks his kneecap with his spoon.
JAMES
Yeah, the girls really go for it.
---------
INT. RESTARAUNT-DAY
JAMES, a late twenty-something, stands in line at a salad bar buffet behind KELLY, who is in her early thirties. Kelly holds up the line by doing nothing.
JAMES
Ahem...
Kelly looks up to overhead speaker.
JAMES (CONT’D)
Ahem...hey, do you think you could...
Nudges Kelly to move forward.
KELLY
What? Oh, yeah, sorry, it’s just this music.
Haphazardly piles food onto plate, while James takes a minimal amount of food.
JAMES
This music? It’s a salad bar, a buffet, for that matter. What can one expect?
KELLY
It’s Billy Ocean.
JAMES
It’s Billy Ocean...and...
KELLY
Well, Billy Ocean simply isn’t salad bar music.
She walks away to get napkins, etc. James stands motionless, intrigued by her statement. Follows her.
JAMES
What qualifies as salad bar music?
Kelly sits, surprised that he follows.
KELLY
That’s a question that has plagued society since the dawn of time. However I do know that “Caribbean Queen” hardly makes me want to eat cauliflower.
James gestures to a chair across from her.
JAMES
May I?
He sits.
But what, if anything, would make you eat cauliflower?
They both stare at cauliflower stalk in her hand and ponder for a moment.
KELLY
Paul Simon, James Taylor, something acoustic. Something that offers a moment of reflection. Something that makes you so very glad that you have this white stalk of goodness before you.
She eats the cauliflower. James stares, amused.
JAMES
Before I call you a lunatic, I should probably ask your name.
KELLY
It’s Kelly. And normally I’m not a lunatic.
JAMES
Well it’s very nice to meet you, Kelly. I’m James. And I don’t think you’re a complete lunatic.
Moment of quiet, both eating.
KELLY
So James, what do you do when you’re not picking up girls at a buffet?
JAMES
I pick up girls at laundromats.
KELLY
Anywhere else I should know about?
JAMES
No, nothing too sinister. I work at a funeral home.
Kelly nearly spits soda out of her mouth.
KELLY
Any on the job romance I should be aware of?
JAMES
You meet some nice girls, but they don’t have much to say. So quiet, those types. So what do you do?
KELLY
I work in a slaughterhouse.
James almost chokes on bread.
KELLY (CONT’D)
Don’t worry, I almost never pick up anyone I meet there.
JAMES
So, would I have seen any of your work?
KELLY
Um, maybe in a supermarket, wrapped in plastic and dripping a bit.
JAMES
So how does one get into that line of work? Do you school for it?
KELLY
Well it’s not as glamorous as it sounds. I don’t do any of the hard-core stuff, I just slap it onto the styrofoam carton. I’m on the tail end of the production line.
JAMES
So you don’t....
(Mimes swinging a bat in the air)
KELLY
No, no, I’m not one of those guys. Man, you wanna see some unchecked aggression? That is the area to look. So, how did you fall into the funeral home business?
JAMES
My dad did it. And his father before him, and so on and so forth. I started out by just wheeling people in on the gurneys, then eventually they let me do the makeup work, now I kind of direct the services.
KELLY
Direct the services...you mean, tell who to carry what and what so-and-so should have on for make-up?
JAMES
Yeah, something like that. Much like yours, not as glamorous as it sounds. Besides, does anyone really end up doing what they dream of? When you were a little girl in a room decorated with pink walls and piles of Barbie dolls around you, did you dream of schucking raw meat?
KELLY
I never cared much for Barbies, although I’ll admit I did have a fondness for pastels.
JAMES
I’m sure you did like pastels, but my question is, did you dream of being a mere cog in a big meat-packing machine?
KELLY
No, but what the hell else does someone do with a liberal arts degree?
JAMES
I’m just trying to show that no one really ever does what they really want.
A knocking noise is heard from under the table.
KELLY
What was that?
JAMES
That? Oh, that’s just my wooden leg.
KELLY
May I ask why you have a wooden leg?
JAMES
Maybe. May I have your phone number?
KELLY
Maybe. Will you show me the wooden leg?
JAMES
I usually save that for the second date, but I suppose I could make an exception.
Kelly jots her number on a napkin, rises to leave.
KELLY
Okay, well, call me then.
JAMES
Maybe if we make it to date number two I’ll show you the mangled stub.
KELLY
I think you just got yourself a second date.
She leaves.
Someone sitting at a table next to James has been eavesdropping and glances down at the leg. James thwacks his kneecap with his spoon.
JAMES
Yeah, the girls really go for it.
YOU MUST WATCH THIS MOVIE!
SEE "GARDEN STATE" IMMEDIATELY. and when you are done, come back to comment on how effing great this movie is.
i'll go first.
this movie is great. i don't even want to skip around the facts on this... i always feel a bit underaccomplished when i come across a great movie but the writer/directors are usually older than me.
but not ZACK BRAFF. nope. he's about a month older than me (that fact found at imdb.com, not as a result of stalking) and the movie was so lovely. i want zach braff to be my friend.
the film is moving and funny and heartbreaking and real and i can't wait to own it.
in an effort to make myself write, i think in each post i do (if i have enough time) i will put in a bit of a screenplay i started a really, really long time ago. because i can. then maybe i'll finish the f**king thing.
wait, this is my blog. i can cuss.
then maybe i'll finish the FUCKING thing.
(go me!)
i'll go first.
this movie is great. i don't even want to skip around the facts on this... i always feel a bit underaccomplished when i come across a great movie but the writer/directors are usually older than me.
but not ZACK BRAFF. nope. he's about a month older than me (that fact found at imdb.com, not as a result of stalking) and the movie was so lovely. i want zach braff to be my friend.
the film is moving and funny and heartbreaking and real and i can't wait to own it.
in an effort to make myself write, i think in each post i do (if i have enough time) i will put in a bit of a screenplay i started a really, really long time ago. because i can. then maybe i'll finish the f**king thing.
wait, this is my blog. i can cuss.
then maybe i'll finish the FUCKING thing.
(go me!)
Friday, December 03, 2004
friday....FINALLY.
what a day, by god. met the new therapist and he seems a decent fellow, but therapy is work enough, let along with someone new -- today was just one of many sessions to come where i'm basically going over stuff i've already explained to three other therapists -- i should just start tape recording my history and hand that to each new doctor i meet. so after the hour-long appointment i was at work feeling somewhat like i had just been hit by a truck... a bit of the walking dead, i was. but i'm glad to get the process starting again, i'm tired of feeling like i'm rotting from the inside out (ooh...pretty imagery).
and i have a kitten behind me who is trying to chew on my hair...drat. it's the wanda kitty.
i love friday nights. that wonderful feeling of very little obligation beyond feeding and entertaining my child tomorrow morning. that lovely "i don't have to set my alarm at all, let alone for 5:30 a.m." feeling. that lovely "i'm going to spend the whole freakin' day in my pajamas" feeling.
i can't fight this feeling any longer...
(i just quoted that horrible song; what's become of me?) but i'll give a 20 ounce bottle of soda to the first person who comments with the next line from that song. bring it.
my child is a raving lunatic. especially the raving part. she's kind of doing the actions along with "The Sorcerer's Apprentice" in Disney's Fantasia... and really that just involves flailing wildly and giggling. maybe we'd all be better off if we flailed and giggled at the same time. maybe i'll try now.
i haven't tried yet. i think it'll look like i'm having some sort of fit, and passerbys will put a stick in my mouth to keep me from biting off my tongue.
we will be viewing the movie "garden state" tomorrow night at the lovely riverview theater. and even though i've not yet seen it, i think i will probably love it and zach braff will be my new celebrity crush. he might even earn the title of "boyfriend of the week" on the Two Ks blog.
and sadly, i've been neglectful of the other blogs in my life. must work on that.
my list of musts for this weekend:
must brush hair.
must finish dishes.
must take winter coats to the dry cleaners.
must take goose-down alternative comforter to the laundromat, as it is roughly three times too big for my own washing machine.
must take risperdal, as i've neglected the last few nights and will therefore set me back in my level of tolerance...in short, i'll be sleepy all over again. nuts.
must make christmas shopping list for the 10,000th time. just to be thorough.
must sleep. soon. i'll be sure to update my blog on the progress of my weekend "must" list, (insert sarcastic tone NOW) as it's INCREDIBLLY important for everyone i know and many i don't to learn the outcome of my effing dishwashing.
and i have a kitten behind me who is trying to chew on my hair...drat. it's the wanda kitty.
i love friday nights. that wonderful feeling of very little obligation beyond feeding and entertaining my child tomorrow morning. that lovely "i don't have to set my alarm at all, let alone for 5:30 a.m." feeling. that lovely "i'm going to spend the whole freakin' day in my pajamas" feeling.
i can't fight this feeling any longer...
(i just quoted that horrible song; what's become of me?) but i'll give a 20 ounce bottle of soda to the first person who comments with the next line from that song. bring it.
my child is a raving lunatic. especially the raving part. she's kind of doing the actions along with "The Sorcerer's Apprentice" in Disney's Fantasia... and really that just involves flailing wildly and giggling. maybe we'd all be better off if we flailed and giggled at the same time. maybe i'll try now.
i haven't tried yet. i think it'll look like i'm having some sort of fit, and passerbys will put a stick in my mouth to keep me from biting off my tongue.
we will be viewing the movie "garden state" tomorrow night at the lovely riverview theater. and even though i've not yet seen it, i think i will probably love it and zach braff will be my new celebrity crush. he might even earn the title of "boyfriend of the week" on the Two Ks blog.
and sadly, i've been neglectful of the other blogs in my life. must work on that.
my list of musts for this weekend:
must brush hair.
must finish dishes.
must take winter coats to the dry cleaners.
must take goose-down alternative comforter to the laundromat, as it is roughly three times too big for my own washing machine.
must take risperdal, as i've neglected the last few nights and will therefore set me back in my level of tolerance...in short, i'll be sleepy all over again. nuts.
must make christmas shopping list for the 10,000th time. just to be thorough.
must sleep. soon. i'll be sure to update my blog on the progress of my weekend "must" list, (insert sarcastic tone NOW) as it's INCREDIBLLY important for everyone i know and many i don't to learn the outcome of my effing dishwashing.
Thursday, December 02, 2004
WHEW!
a great woody allen quote that sums up how i feel right now:
"The most beautiful words in the English language are not "I love you," but "it's benign."
huzzah!
"The most beautiful words in the English language are not "I love you," but "it's benign."
huzzah!
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
BIOPSY
Pronunciation: 'bIâpsee
Definition: [n]examination of tissues or liquids from the living body to determine the existence or cause of a disease.
yeah, this would be the creepy, unnerving downside to the facial skin thing removal fiasco of last week. got a call from my clinic today, telling me to call for my biopsy results. and although i've NEVER gotten a call from a clinic telling me that my results are normal -- usually that's mailed to me -- this is a clinic i've never before been to and maybe this is a different way of doing things. i'll call first thing in the morning. hmm.. i should have checked my voice mail before leaving work. oh well, i'm sure it's nothing to worry about. maybe this clinic -- which, i found out after visiting, is a christian-based clinic -- gives results of any nature over the phone.
yes, out of ALL the clinics in the metro area, i chose one that has walls literally lined with religious icons. and i almost didn't go back, but it is actually one block from my office. so i'll suck up the pictures for convenience.
so yeah, i'll keep you posted on my skin. yeah, the more and more i think about keeping the mass public updated on my flesh, the creepier it seems.
but here's something interesting: i figured out that, on a normal, non-bar attending day, i smoke 2 cigarettes on the way to work, three cigarettes during my work day, 2 cigarettes on my way home and then one at night. so less than a half-pack a day. i think i might toss on a patch tomorrow and see how long i can last. things at work are pretty tame right now, so this might be a good time to knock that nasty habit.
and i was thinking that even before the word "biopsy" entered my skull.
Pronunciation: 'bIâpsee
Definition: [n]examination of tissues or liquids from the living body to determine the existence or cause of a disease.
yeah, this would be the creepy, unnerving downside to the facial skin thing removal fiasco of last week. got a call from my clinic today, telling me to call for my biopsy results. and although i've NEVER gotten a call from a clinic telling me that my results are normal -- usually that's mailed to me -- this is a clinic i've never before been to and maybe this is a different way of doing things. i'll call first thing in the morning. hmm.. i should have checked my voice mail before leaving work. oh well, i'm sure it's nothing to worry about. maybe this clinic -- which, i found out after visiting, is a christian-based clinic -- gives results of any nature over the phone.
yes, out of ALL the clinics in the metro area, i chose one that has walls literally lined with religious icons. and i almost didn't go back, but it is actually one block from my office. so i'll suck up the pictures for convenience.
so yeah, i'll keep you posted on my skin. yeah, the more and more i think about keeping the mass public updated on my flesh, the creepier it seems.
but here's something interesting: i figured out that, on a normal, non-bar attending day, i smoke 2 cigarettes on the way to work, three cigarettes during my work day, 2 cigarettes on my way home and then one at night. so less than a half-pack a day. i think i might toss on a patch tomorrow and see how long i can last. things at work are pretty tame right now, so this might be a good time to knock that nasty habit.
and i was thinking that even before the word "biopsy" entered my skull.
COMPANY TIME BLOGGING
nothing to do currently. nothing.
makes for a long work day and a dull blog.
big idea for the day: considering a template change for the blog.
any suggestions? keep it clean, kids.
makes for a long work day and a dull blog.
big idea for the day: considering a template change for the blog.
any suggestions? keep it clean, kids.
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