October 17, 2001
To pay or not to pay
So I have this leftover money from my birthday from my generous father, that I have been trying to save for a much desired trip to Disneyland with the boy who has no money and can't go for probably 10 years at this rate OR for emergencies. Disneyland may be subject to qualify as an emergency at a later date. However I keep looking at my credit card and I am tempted to make a huge payment ($1000) and almost pay it off. The downside is that if I run into trouble and have an almost payed off card I will be tempted to start using it like crazy, hence ending up with a huge balance again. Help!No yay for me
I did it again...I decided I need to get back into exercising and have gone rollerblading once since the infamous accident. It happened in April and the doctor said no exercise for 8 or 9 months. Last time I went was a few days ago and I had a fence mishap. So yesterday I went for an hour in an attempt to get back in shape, release stress and get some adrenaline going. Everything started out fine...I went down one pathway and rather than attempt the bridge I bailed on last time...I can back the same path. I then crossed the safe bridge and went down another path, turned around and came back. With my car in sight and an experience of safe rollerblading almost behind me I crossed back over the safe bridge, holding onto the railing like a pathetic beginner. I daintily picked up my skate to cross the metal grate connecting the bridge to the pavement and was almost home free. I then felt gravity pulling me down. I had tripped on the grate and went plummeting toward the ground. I scraped my hands and my right knee pretty bad, not to mention damaged my ego and embarrassed myself in front of 10-15 someodd exercisers who proceeded to ask me if I was ok. If you have ever rollerbladed you know that being on your knees makes in impossible to get up. I had to roll over on my butt and drag myself up using the chainlink fence. I somehow hit my head and have a large lump, luckily not noticable on my right temple. I sheepishly excused myself to the onlookers by saying, "I haven't done this in a year and I was expecting that display of ungracefulness. I broke my pelvis and now have to reIearn this stuff." I think I will look into that helmet now.October 16, 2001
Say what?
Did you know that Tuna, as widely believed, does NOT in fact grow on trees in those little cans. I KNOW. Let me tell you my friends, I was shocked and amazed that those little cans are fishy tins: Poor fishies that were caught by nasty hooks and nets and chopped up. I am going to go mourn now for those that have so tragically given their lives.On a similar note...Honey does not come from bears, which is rather misleading considering the packaging. Apparently some Winnie the Pooh character started it all. But Honey in fact comes from bees. I assume there are specialists who milk the bees although I can not be qouted on that. Science lesson is now over kids.
Too Busy for Slacking
I do not like training for new stuff. See normally I do my fair share of work and then some, surpassing the other brown nosers for the official brown noser title each day...and then I have time for email and talking and reading needless amusing crap...or....er...I mean cool stuff that passes the time and makes me smile like a giddy idiot. Now today I have been in training for yet another task all day long so that now I have 3 jobs instead of 1. And I know you all will not believe this but it is for the same amount of pay. Yes out of the goodness of my heart I like more work than I can handle...or would like to handle. Yeah that was sarcasm.October 15, 2001
Genius Comic
Max Cannon is the strangest funniest man ever.Oh yeah...I learned how to link and do headlines...pretty sad I am happy about this.
I want to go rollerblading today but it is heat stroke weather out there. Us Lily White Assed office people type are used to air conditioning at a standard 72 degree setting. Oh yeah and I am scared to rollerblade because last week the fence attacked me. It also embarrassed me as people saw me plummit toward, I mean get sucked in by the possessed and evil fence and get wedged under the loose chain link. This was not comedy people. This was a cruel and usual happening in my accident prone world. I am thinking of buying a helmet. Oh wait. No I'm not.
I feel like I am slowly sinking in Jello. Stepped in and felt my legs wobble, settle in like suspended fruit. Penetrating down thru the gelatin mass as it slurps around me and swallows me up. Trying to keep my head above but still falling in slow motion. Trapped, staring out from this jiggly prison. Even worse, it is Strawberry Jello. Where is Bill Cosby when I need him.
I went to my much anticipated Ben Folds concert at the Fillmore in San Fran last night. His opening guy, Citizen Cope was just incredibly awesome. Lots of unplugged vibes and a very Led Zeppelin sound at times. His album comes out in January I believe. Anywho Ben Folds was awesome and I was amazed that his following has gotten so much bigger. The three shows I have been to before, the crowds were fairly small and the shows weren't sold out. It was just a very feel good time and I was almost at the stage, very good spot for watching the master at the piano. I still have Tori Amos and Weezer to look forward to next month as well. Might pick up some tickets for Ozomatli too. I am concert hungry lately. Just found out Bernadette Peters is going to be in San Fran and all my nerdy high school choir/theater friends came rushing back to mind. I don't think a lot of people ( well younger people) really know who she is but I remember seeing Into the Woods with her on PBS when I was a kid and I was hooked. So I am gonna have to track someone down who actually knows and likes her and see if I can get tickets.
October 12, 2001
I am not sure whether to laugh or feel offended by all the recent email jokes I am receiving. I know that humor helps us cope with the state our country is in, but at the same time I feel a little saddened at our attitudes and blind hatred. I do not claim to know enough about the Middle East and its people to make a concise stand or develop an appropriate viewpoint. I do know that there are plenty of innocent people there, people who in a sense want and feel the same thing as all people...basic needs of food, water, shelter, love, sense of belonging and sense of security. I also know that there is a certain mentality there that would not be easy to shed, being they have been taught the things they have been taught since day one. I am feeling very torn up and confused on all this. I am trying to keep in mind that this was a specific group, not a whole blamable country that did this to us. I want justice, and not to sound like an ignorant girl, but I think it was necessary to take physical action and exert some power on America's part. We can not be seen as weak, letting anyone who wants to come and terrorize us with no repercussion. At the same time there is no easy solution. I hate to think back on the things we have done to other countries (main one comes to mind is bombing Japan and I do realize what happened at Pearl Harbor but I just don't know if our retaliations are fair...is that the right word?) So I guess what I am trying to say is there has to be some happy medium. I watched a lot of the BBC when the attack happened on the 11th. They made a good point in saying America needs to reevaluate its relationship with other countries. I feel like at times we do consider our philosophies, government and way of living to be the judge-all that other countries should want to emulate. I wish there was some happy medium balance between the tree-hugging hippies who want to do nothing and the die hard militants who want to "bomb the shit" out of the middle east. Note to self: Do more research so as not to further confuse self.
How is this for a Scary Horror story...ok maybe that is misleading but you decide. I got special permission from a manager at work to take my friend at work, Candi, to the bank to clear some things up. Candi's car is in the shop so she asked a favor and our manager is very sweet and was concerned and wanted us to go and take however long it needed. So we drive to Washington Mutual, funny she asked me to take her considering my bad driving record. The background is Candi had an account with Washington Mutual and had a small loan. She switched to Wells Fargo and made sure everything was taken care of and in place and she could continue making small payments on the loan. All the sudden Wells Fargo informed her she can not touch her own money and there is a hold on the account until she takes care of her debt with Washington. Catch 22 because in order to pay Washington she needs the money from the held account with Wells. They told her she should have paid off the loan in full at the time she took it. Hello? Why would you take out a loan if you can afford to pay the whole thing shortly thereafter. So we walk into Washington to get a letter stating that Candi intends on paying and to have Wells unblock her account so she can write a check to clear the owed loan money. The rep at Washington says they don't write letters and they didn't put a hold on her account. She looked at us like we had the nerve to come in there and bother her from preening in the mirror and flipping her hair and this wasn't in her job desciption. I am sorry...I am very tolerable and passive, but when it comes to doing something your job entitles and you are being an asshole/bitch about it, giving us dirty looks like we are disturbing your from doing nothing, you should be yelled at and chastized and Amber gets rude. A rarity but it does happen. She informs us there is nothing she can do and she doesn't know what to tell us. We had to beg her to call Wells to straighten it out. Two hours...READ 2 HOURS later we walk out of Washington with a letter...(the girl can type letters! gasp) to give to Wells so that she can clear everything. So Candi calls Wells after faxing it and now they say that letter isn't good enough. They want one that says Washington will clear the account and no matter what Wells is closing her account there as well. So now she is bankless and can not have her money until Saturday. I am so fuming over this. I have B of A and have never (knock on wood) had a problem with them in 7 years. I feel like calling that girl and asking her why she is a liar and why she didn't just do what we asked in the first place and save everyone time. I can not stand when people give you a limitation on what they can do and it really isn't the truth it is the limit of what they are willing to do which is usually, "I can't help you." It is hard as a customer to know what can actually be done since no one gives the same answer. If you turn into a bitch on them they finally do what you are asking...I wanted to be nice about it...Society sucks, namely the financial institutions today. GGGGRRRRRR!
October 11, 2001
On a movie note before I run off to spend time with my dad who drove 3 hours to see me and has to drive 3 hours to go home...Do you feel the love people? Do you feel it?...Ok back to movies...I saw Training Day which I was skeptical about last night. Denzel is never a bad guy type but his performance was awesome in this. The movie wasn't at all what I thought it was going to be and I loved Ethan Hawke in it as well. So getting dragged to this kicking and screaming was not a bad thing at all considering I was glued to the screen the whole time. Besides the movie had Snoop Dog as a wheelchairing crank seller and the best line ever from Denzel's mouth, " I know you just didn't." How can you resist?
As much as I love Bjork and her music I am not sure about my feelings on Dancer in the Dark. I love indie films and granted some of the scenes in the movie were very creative and cinematically stunning, but it was almost too weird for me. She is sacrificing everything for her son who is going to go blind eventually as she is during the course of the movie, yet her relationship with him does not seem to be a close one. The characters seem underdeveloped. Maybe that is it. I just didn't really like anyone in the movie. I do however like the overall plot and devotion, basic story of mother who sacrifices for her children. A musical indie film...I guess the idea alone was almost a sole stand alone in the movie business.
October 10, 2001
I failed to mention my episode at Taco Bell today. Some old lady with googley eyes, who had to be nearing the 3 digit age range yoo-hooed at me for a minute before I realized she wasn't yoo-hooing to my friend. She then said something to the extent of, "You have the very pretty hair." Followed by, "Is that real hair?" I don't think she was all there. Where have all the high class Taco Bell customers gone? Granted my hair is bright red with unexpected fushia looking highlights...known as plum colored hair to my co-worker, I think it is very farfetched that this could be my own natural hair color.
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