it's been an odd couple of days. yesterday was full of family weirdness. i wish could have just disappeared. i ended up writing an email to rob last night, mostly because it's just easy for me to talk to him about that kind of stuff. he just understands. he's had plenty of family weirdness in his own life, and because we dated for many years, he's dealt with my family weirdness personally.

oh. my. lord.

politically incorrect, last friday - 2/22. i was waiting for the transcript to get posted. bill maher, michael rappaport & ann coulter.

here's a link to mr. maher's criticism of jon stewart & david letterman, if you care to read what's being referenced here. so it doesn't bother me that much that bill maher said this stuff. why? simply because he is a man. i've never quite understood that whole 'i'm a big strong man' business, but then again - i'm not a man. i mean, huh? men don't have emotions? ok, whatever. the thing is, i know way too many males who do subscribe to that belief, so there's that. i can exonerate bill maher based upon the fact that he's male. so what is ann coulter's excuse? maybe she's part of that 'axis of evil'.

while watching the little pre-show thing before the olympic hockey game started today, i decided that i would root for team canada. i'm not canadian, and my buddy, brett hull, was playing for team usa. i could not, however, resist mr. brodeur, mr. yzerman & mr. sakic; and besides, it's just fun to root against the usa sometimes. and it's hockey. canada should win ... just because. and win they did! man, that was a good game. HOORAY CANADA!

i think i'm all better now. i've felt pretty good the past couple of days. i don't know what that illness was all about, but i'm glad it's gone now. i did finish painting my refrigerator on sunday. it looks good, and it looks even better back in the kitchen where it belongs.

i helped my mother hang some mini-blinds earlier in the week. the first one took forever because we were having trouble screwing in the screws for the supports. when we did the other two blinds, we hammered in & removed a nail first, and then used that hole for the screws. that made the whole screwing ordeal not really an ordeal at all. i'm paying for that first one, though. my right shoulder blade is all sore like someone's been repeatedly punching me. that's why i was looking for my tiger balm. i never did find it. when i was watching hockey on the olympics earlier, i saw a tv ad for tiger balm. i know it was just to taunt me, because i have never before in my life seen ad for it.

for the past month or so, sarah's been working at this podiatrist's office. just basic clerical stuff - answering phones, creating & maintaining the files, etc. early last week, she asked me if i would go in and work for her on wednesday & thursday of this week. she had jury duty the first day, and on thursday she was going to the doctor. i agreed, but before last week ended the podiatrist had hired a new girl that was going to take over the billing & miscellaneous medical stuff, so sarah said they probably wouldn't need me after all. on monday afternoon, though, sarah called and said they still wanted me to come in on thursday. the new girl was going to handle wednesday by herself, but on thursday they had more patients scheduled and figured she might need some help. i went up there for an hour or so on tuesday so that sarah could show me whatever i needed to know. i met britt, the doctor, and she seemed really nice. the new girl wasn't around so i wouldn't be meeting her until thursday.

i am so very sad because i cannot find my tiger balm.

i've been feeling like crud for the past few days. i don't know if i'm trying to get sick, or if i actually am sick and just don't know it. whatever is going on; it's annoying. on the plus side, though, it's fixed my sleep schedule so i'm sleeping during the night again. it will be sleepytime as soon as i finish writing.

i have black paint under most of the fingernails on my right hand. the weather here was gorgeous today, so my fridge got hauled out into my back yard so that i could finish painting it. i would have finished today if not for the fact that i ran out of paint. i had figured that two cans of the appliance epoxy would be enough, but i need another can. the fridge is completely painted, but i don't have two coats on each side. it will be done tomorrow. it's turned out much better than i thought it would. i wasn't really thinking ahead when i started painting, and that's why i've got all this paint under my fingernails. i also managed to get it all over my arms & in my hair. it's spray paint, so the mist went everywhere & i had a light coating of it all over me. i'm brilliant.

argh. my brother just came in here - but thankfully he's gone again now. he's still driving me insane. i'm not sure how soon i'll reach the end of my tolerance with him. actually, i think i reached the end of it a long time ago, but i just keep my mouth shut for the sake of my mother. her having to deal with him, too, is enough of a headache.

cleo, the kitty, has completely lost her mind. i think zira agrees.

random movie quote:

"adele, what kind of cuckoo-brain carries a cactus in her purse?"

happy birthday to my mom. yay mom!

so it's valentine's day. i have no valentine this year, so it's just like any other day. of course last year i did have a valentine, but it was still just like any other day. let's not talk about that, ok? ok. blah. the whole holiday thing is pretty much rubbish since you should be showing your love all the time, and it certainly doesn't require buying gifts. i have to admit, though, that when i'm part of a couple i get excited about any excuse to get all mushy. i guess that's because i'm romantic, seeing as how i'm lloyd dobler & all. so, to all of you out there with valentines - bully for you, and i hope you have a great day. and for those of us without a valentine, here's to a great day for us as well.

last night i watched politically incorrect, as i usually do.

i found this one through waldo:

Which Trainspotting Character Are You?

and then i found this one through whatgoeson:

Which British Band Are You?

so i took a third quiz at the same site:

Which John Cusack Are You?

we went shopping with sarah on saturday. she wanted some kung fu shoes, so we went to hong kong market because we figured they might sell them. they didn't have the shoes, but we bought tons of yummy food. they have all sorts of tofu out there. i got the stuff to make spring rolls and i also bought some gyoza. we went to a few other stores looking for the shoes, but no luck. i told her she should just order them online. she did find some slippers that she liked, though.

can i just say that my brother has been driving me insane since friday night and shows no signs of stopping? well, of course i can. this is my journal, so i can say whatever i want. my brother is driving me insane. indeed.

be on the lookout for terra. what is the point of releasing this message? to make the already fearful people more fearful? to give crazy kooks some ideas? to cover their asses 'just in case'? to distract our attention from something else? i'm sure that this will be received well around the world, too. "Our mission also includes countries which develop weapons of mass destruction -- nations with a history of brutality." - so wait, you're including the usa in there, too, dubya? are we going to attack ourselves? must fight terra! rid the world of evil-doers! "If they are ever able to mate up with terrorist organizations the free world will be threatened." the fact that your parents mated up & spawned you has threatened the free world, buddy.

random movie quote:

"that johnnie is one clever detective. you know how clever?"
"how clever?"
"he told me once he could find an honest man in washington."

no cooking classes for my mother & me. they were already full, so bollocks to that. someday i should take a spring roll rolling class. whenever i make spring rolls, the first ones always end up looking like crap. by the time i get to the last of them, though, they look pretty good. it's like i finally start to get the hang of rolling them - but at that point it's really too late.

for i don't even know how many years, my favorite restaurant was this place called 'asian restaurant' - quite original, don't you think? unfortunately for me, they closed a couple of years ago. they served typical chinese & vietnamese dishes, but the thing i loved about the place was the fact that they had an entire vegetarian delights menu. when i first found the place, i was a non-meat-eater. i do eat meat occasionally now, but i still prefer meals without any flesh involved. the 'fresh vegetarian spring rolls' from the asian restaurant were the best food in the entire world. i could have lived on them. the only things that i'm certain were inside the rice paper were tofu, wheat gluten, bamboo shoots and some type of lettuce, but man, they were absolutely brilliant. then of course you also got some of the yummy peanut sauce they had, that was unlike any other peanut sauce i've tasted in my life. i can make my own inferior version of them, but it's just not the same. when asian restaurant closed, i decided to pick another favorite restaurant, which is now also history. at that time i decided that i would not have a favorite restaurant again, for fear of dooming some nice place.

david called earlier today, but i was asleep & missed his call. damnit. he left a message saying he'll try back tomorrow, so hopefully we'll connect then. i wonder how things are going for him in florida. maybe he hated his job and has already quit and is coming home?! bah, that would suck for david. i do miss him, but i also want things to go well. he needs some good luck for a change.

random movie quote:

"everything you create, you use to destroy."
"yeah, we call it human nature."

on the advice of my counsel, i respectfully decline to answer the questions.

sometime last week, my mother asked me if i wanted to go to this artisan bread baking class with her. it sounded interesting, and it was free, so i said yeah. she told me it was tonight (wednesday). then this morning she comes and tells me "that class was last night! we missed it!" so much for honing our bread making skills.

what is this shite? this has to be a joke. maybe mr. nesvik is just really confused. 'promoting world peace'?! ha! "I'm a baseball fan, I want a scorecard," says dubya.

to top things off, kenny boy has gone missing. maybe he's afraid that this might happen again. or maybe he's scared of all the politicians he's bought (both republican and democrat, though the republicans got a lot more money in recent years).

also, it would be interesting if instead of everyone just discounting this as a conspiracy theory, someone actually took it upon themselves to prove the theorists wrong. by the way, i love you, tom tomorrow.

i've got to do something about my sleeping schedule.

random movie quote:

"i envy you. convenient memory is a gift from god."

i went through my bookmarks and deleted a bunch of crap. sites that i bookmarked & never went back to, ones i don't visit anymore, etc. a friend sent me this link a long time ago, so it's quite old, but if you haven't already seen & read following the chaps man, you should. it's very entertaining.

i usually don't mind being alone. in fact, there are times when that's all i want. occasionally, i get quite introverted and i definitely need some time with myself. being repeatedly alone, however, is dreary. no one to laugh with. no one to comfort me. no one to care. alas, i know that my chances of meeting an exceptional guy are about as good as my chances of winning the lottery. how depressing is that?! quite often i think about how i don't really seem to fit in anywhere. this can only reduce my chances of finding mr. wonderful, if he's even out there. grumble, whimper, complain, sob. people tell me to not be such a pessimist, but i think it's beneficial. if things turn out good - i'm pleasantly surprised. if they turn out bad - i expected it anyway, so i'm not all that upset.

hooray for fergal

argh. i fear that i'm going to have to bury my head in the sand and quit reading the news. otherwise, i'm going to get more concerned, which will lead to more bitching in this journal. i read it, i think about it, and because it's up there in my head - i want to write about it. i see that getting old really fast.