i started putting together my kitchen cabinets while i was watching the game. the kitchen cabinets that i bought probably close to two years ago but i've never assembled. the ones that were still in boxes in my garage. the ones i drug into the house and saved from the flood last june. i managed to create a nice blister on my right palm. yay me. so i'm griping about it and then my mother tells me that we have a power screwdriver. hello?! we could have used that for the mini-blinds last week. i could have been using it before i rubbed a blister on my palm trying to screw the damn hinges on. argh. anyway, it's assembled as much as it can be for now. what's left is stuff that you assemble after you actually mount the cabinet on the wall. i also carried all the pieces to the base cabinet/counter thing i bought over to my house so that i can put that together tomorrow.

when i was over at my house, i noticed that i had two new messages on my answering machine. one was from lorene, my friend that lives in los angeles. she always calls late at night, and with the two hour time difference from ca to here, it's really late. she knows that i'm still here for now, but she's afraid of waking people up so instead she calls my house and leaves messages. sometimes she's actually calling to talk, but often she calls just to be silly and sing eazy e on my machine, or to play old depeche mode records.

the other message was from my old job - the one i quit last january. they have a project coming up that they would like me to work on. it would be about twenty days of work, and 'my name is at the top of the list' of the people they're calling. blah blah blah. that company is so retarded, i swear. i'll go work for them for twenty days if they pay me a lot of money. i wonder if they're wanting me to do coding and/or design or they're wanting me to do pm work for this project. i bet it's just coding. i guess i'll find out when i call them back tomorrow, but i may already be too late as the message was from last tuesday. we'll see.

that doctor i worked for last week told me that i was her hero. she said this because i'm a year older than her and i'm not married. because i don't want to be married. she said people are always bugging her with questions about why she's not married yet. sheesh. it's not like we're old maids or something. or are we? at what age do you become an old maid? i certainly feel single, but i hardly feel like an old maid.

random movie quote:

"do you own a video camera?"
"no, fred hates them."
"i like to remember things my own way."
"what do you mean by that?"
"how i remember them - not necessarily the way they happened."