Well, I put it off for a really long time, at first because I didn't ever intend to stay in Maryland, and then I guess I was just trying to make myself believe I was actually going to....but I finally went and got my Maryland drivers license today. And I registered to vote.
So, I'm officially a Marylander!
Friday, June 20, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Colorado Rivers=Uncooperative
So I'm trying to book a white water rafting trip for while we're in Colorado.
The Poudre River is the closest to our cabin. The short trip is... well really short, but the long trip gets too difficult.
The perfect trip skill-wise is on the Upper Colorado. That is apparently 2.5 hours from our cabin. Which doesn't make the 8:30am departure for the day trip too appealing. I don't think I want to be leaving at 6am.
So we've determined we're going to take the short trip either way. The Colorado is probably longer and therefore better, but it's further away.
Why can't the Poudre (closer) river just have easier rapids so we could take the long trip?!
Annoyed.
The Poudre River is the closest to our cabin. The short trip is... well really short, but the long trip gets too difficult.
The perfect trip skill-wise is on the Upper Colorado. That is apparently 2.5 hours from our cabin. Which doesn't make the 8:30am departure for the day trip too appealing. I don't think I want to be leaving at 6am.
So we've determined we're going to take the short trip either way. The Colorado is probably longer and therefore better, but it's further away.
Why can't the Poudre (closer) river just have easier rapids so we could take the long trip?!
Annoyed.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Puppies!!
I was reminded today why John and I have yet to get a dog. I always say we don't have a huge yard. So we'd have to take him out to play every day. Since we're not home enough, we just haven't got one. Though right now, I'm seeing how much free time I have. And having a dog would be really nice. SO maybe we'll get one next summer when I don't have to worry about classes starting, me getting busy, and my poor puppy getting sad and lonely.
Anyway, John and I both love dogs and have been wanting one hard core recently. So, we would probably work out the time problems if we ever resolved the real issue... we want completely different things in a dog.
John's dream dog is a Rottweiler. He wants something big and a little stupid. Something he can bang heads with, I guess. Really, as long as he had a really playful dog, he'd be happy. Also, he hates furry dogs. He never wants one. But big and ugly he likes. It's something I don't understand about him.
My dream dog is a Sheltie. Cutest things ever. And they are friendly, good with kids, pretty good protectors despite their size. And they're all fluffy and great. I mean really, how can you resist the cuteness?!
(Note: My mom says this particular Sheltie is adorable because it, apparently, looks like me. We will not even delve into the fact that my mom says a dog looks like me/I look like a dog. That's something for another day.)
So, I always said John could have his Rottweiler as long as he got it as a puppy, so I could learn to love him. And for some random reason today he's like, "why don't you start looking for Rottweiler breeders."
So I did. I also found Sheltie breeders. Because really, if he gets his dog, eventually it will need a friend and I can get mine.
I also got bored, so I took this random quiz to find the perfect dog for us. Since obviously we can't agree on our own. Apparently we should have a Lab. Which would be fine for me. But John had a lab as a kid and he "wants something new." Also, oddly, it said we should get a poodle, which is just wrong. I will never have a poodle. And the third option is a flat-coated retriever, which I think is cute, but is too furry for John.
See, this is why we don't have a dog. We will just have to break down one day and get two puppies at the same time: one Sheltie, one Rottweiler. But I guess that's not happening any time soon. (Even though I spent all day looking at pictures of puppies so now I really want one!)
Anyway, John and I both love dogs and have been wanting one hard core recently. So, we would probably work out the time problems if we ever resolved the real issue... we want completely different things in a dog.
John's dream dog is a Rottweiler. He wants something big and a little stupid. Something he can bang heads with, I guess. Really, as long as he had a really playful dog, he'd be happy. Also, he hates furry dogs. He never wants one. But big and ugly he likes. It's something I don't understand about him.
My dream dog is a Sheltie. Cutest things ever. And they are friendly, good with kids, pretty good protectors despite their size. And they're all fluffy and great. I mean really, how can you resist the cuteness?!
(Note: My mom says this particular Sheltie is adorable because it, apparently, looks like me. We will not even delve into the fact that my mom says a dog looks like me/I look like a dog. That's something for another day.)
So, I always said John could have his Rottweiler as long as he got it as a puppy, so I could learn to love him. And for some random reason today he's like, "why don't you start looking for Rottweiler breeders."
So I did. I also found Sheltie breeders. Because really, if he gets his dog, eventually it will need a friend and I can get mine.
I also got bored, so I took this random quiz to find the perfect dog for us. Since obviously we can't agree on our own. Apparently we should have a Lab. Which would be fine for me. But John had a lab as a kid and he "wants something new." Also, oddly, it said we should get a poodle, which is just wrong. I will never have a poodle. And the third option is a flat-coated retriever, which I think is cute, but is too furry for John.
See, this is why we don't have a dog. We will just have to break down one day and get two puppies at the same time: one Sheltie, one Rottweiler. But I guess that's not happening any time soon. (Even though I spent all day looking at pictures of puppies so now I really want one!)
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Summer+writing= negative
So far this summer, I have produced nothing of consequence.
I feel as if I have become insanely lazy. A lot of thinking going on, but not much writing. And by not much, I mean about 5 pgs of my novel and nothing else. I should have a new chapter and 5 poems by now. I guess I can go on a mad writing spree this weekend, or something, but it just doesn't seem like it'll happen. Probably because I've just felt really tired this week.
I think it's good to give myself a small break after the totally insane semester I had. But really, it's time to get cracking. And since I will be on vacation in 2 weeks, I must get cracking now. Because if I go until July without getting anything done, I'll really be upset with myself.
So, I finally forced myself to sit down this week and said I was going to write a complete poem. If not two.
The poem of the week is currently only this:
I imagine he made her
laugh.
I feel as if I have become insanely lazy. A lot of thinking going on, but not much writing. And by not much, I mean about 5 pgs of my novel and nothing else. I should have a new chapter and 5 poems by now. I guess I can go on a mad writing spree this weekend, or something, but it just doesn't seem like it'll happen. Probably because I've just felt really tired this week.
I think it's good to give myself a small break after the totally insane semester I had. But really, it's time to get cracking. And since I will be on vacation in 2 weeks, I must get cracking now. Because if I go until July without getting anything done, I'll really be upset with myself.
So, I finally forced myself to sit down this week and said I was going to write a complete poem. If not two.
The poem of the week is currently only this:
I imagine he made her
laugh.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Quote of the Day
From our 3 hour long meeting on project management:
"You can be a Project Manager Fashionista."
You really had to be there.
"You can be a Project Manager Fashionista."
You really had to be there.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Crabs and Electricity
Yesterday was John's sister's birthday so we were down south celebrating. We had crabs for dinner. This is only the 2nd time I've had crabs and boy is it an experience. The first time, John's dad had to pick a bunch for me so I didn't starve. I am proud to say I did much better this time. I filled my belly all on my own!
Anyway, on our way home we hit this crazy thunderstorm. I'm starting to believe I'm living over a portal to hell. These storms have been insane. Now, I usually love a good thunderstorm. It is, after all, my favorite weather pattern. But not when my life is at stake.
I'm really glad John was driving cause it was just insane. It was nearly impossible to see. When the lightning struck, it was so bright you were temporarily blinded. People everywhere were driving at a snails pace. People were driving with their blinkers on so you couldn't tell if they were trying to change lanes, pull over, or if they just sucked.
We somehow managed to make it home alive. Of course, the power was out here.
Now, I actually have this fantasy about being in a power outage. In the winter, preferably, because you can light a fire and still stay warm. Fall or spring would also be nice. But summer, really never, except for the romantic summer storm factor. Anyway, this power outage fantasy thing is always in the back of my mind. Who wouldn't love to be trapped in a cabin with no power, but plenty of wood and candles for warmth. And a romantic partner. Yeah.
And back home I've been without power for a week, both in the winter and the summer. You would think those experiences would have gotten rid of this fantasy. But no, I'm still waiting for it to come true. That didn't happen.
It was insanely hot in the house. John and I ate ice cream and did Kokology for a bit, but it was just too awful. So we set up the air mattress downstairs and just went to bed early. We had the back screen door open, but it was still awful. And even when it did get cool in the wee hours of the morning, it was bad. Because we had this horrible feeling that we were actually covered in slime, from it being so humid. And though we had some breeze, it was a breeze that left the slime and just allowed us to be cool enough to think for 5 minutes.
The power's back now, which I am thankful for. I never have much luck getting my electricity back in a timely manner. Maybe it's just my house in STL. (seriously, I've gone a week before) So our food is fine. And we didn't have to go somewhere today to escape the heat.
I'm still waiting for that perfect situation though. My fantasy lives on. It's just a very particular fantasy, so all the stars must be aligned.
Anyway, on our way home we hit this crazy thunderstorm. I'm starting to believe I'm living over a portal to hell. These storms have been insane. Now, I usually love a good thunderstorm. It is, after all, my favorite weather pattern. But not when my life is at stake.
I'm really glad John was driving cause it was just insane. It was nearly impossible to see. When the lightning struck, it was so bright you were temporarily blinded. People everywhere were driving at a snails pace. People were driving with their blinkers on so you couldn't tell if they were trying to change lanes, pull over, or if they just sucked.
We somehow managed to make it home alive. Of course, the power was out here.
Now, I actually have this fantasy about being in a power outage. In the winter, preferably, because you can light a fire and still stay warm. Fall or spring would also be nice. But summer, really never, except for the romantic summer storm factor. Anyway, this power outage fantasy thing is always in the back of my mind. Who wouldn't love to be trapped in a cabin with no power, but plenty of wood and candles for warmth. And a romantic partner. Yeah.
And back home I've been without power for a week, both in the winter and the summer. You would think those experiences would have gotten rid of this fantasy. But no, I'm still waiting for it to come true. That didn't happen.
It was insanely hot in the house. John and I ate ice cream and did Kokology for a bit, but it was just too awful. So we set up the air mattress downstairs and just went to bed early. We had the back screen door open, but it was still awful. And even when it did get cool in the wee hours of the morning, it was bad. Because we had this horrible feeling that we were actually covered in slime, from it being so humid. And though we had some breeze, it was a breeze that left the slime and just allowed us to be cool enough to think for 5 minutes.
The power's back now, which I am thankful for. I never have much luck getting my electricity back in a timely manner. Maybe it's just my house in STL. (seriously, I've gone a week before) So our food is fine. And we didn't have to go somewhere today to escape the heat.
I'm still waiting for that perfect situation though. My fantasy lives on. It's just a very particular fantasy, so all the stars must be aligned.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Zombie Strippers!
I don't know why I still get surprised at some of the awful movies that actually get made these days. But sometimes, I find things that are just so wrong I can't help but be surprised. Someone actually wrote this, someone else actually thought to give money to make it happen. And a whole lot of someones spent their time making this. And a real idiot took it and decided it should be shown to the general public. This is, in fact, shocking. Though I really don't know why as I have such low expectations for the movie industry at this point.
Note, that the plot is something like: W. Bush has just been reelected for his 4th term. We're at war with at least 10 countries. We're running out of soldiers. So the government creates something to bring them back to life. Hence, the zombies. Who then bite a stripper. And it goes downhill from there.
Please people, don't see this movie!
Note, that the plot is something like: W. Bush has just been reelected for his 4th term. We're at war with at least 10 countries. We're running out of soldiers. So the government creates something to bring them back to life. Hence, the zombies. Who then bite a stripper. And it goes downhill from there.
Please people, don't see this movie!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Mizzou vs Towson
This just happened. Or something like this.
[insert image of Mizzou t-shirt] John: That's the same tiger as Towson's. Thieves!
Me: Well, Mizzou had it first.
John: Are you sure?
Me: Uh, yeah...
John: Missouri wasn't even a state until what, yesterday?
Me: Don't insult my state!
And yes, now I am sure.
Mizzou became a school in 1839. Towson in 1866. So first off, Mizzou was a school first and therefore gets to claim all greatness. Second of all. Mizzou became the tigers in 1890. Towson's tiger didn't show up until 1963.
Third of all, the tigers don't even look the same! See:
I don't know why I even care. I didn't go to Mizzou and John didn't go to Towson. But he was making fun of my state, so I had to prove him wrong. Go Missouri!
[insert image of Mizzou t-shirt] John: That's the same tiger as Towson's. Thieves!
Me: Well, Mizzou had it first.
John: Are you sure?
Me: Uh, yeah...
John: Missouri wasn't even a state until what, yesterday?
Me: Don't insult my state!
And yes, now I am sure.
Mizzou became a school in 1839. Towson in 1866. So first off, Mizzou was a school first and therefore gets to claim all greatness. Second of all. Mizzou became the tigers in 1890. Towson's tiger didn't show up until 1963.
Third of all, the tigers don't even look the same! See:
I don't know why I even care. I didn't go to Mizzou and John didn't go to Towson. But he was making fun of my state, so I had to prove him wrong. Go Missouri!
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