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| Saturday, September 16th, 2006 | | 4:17 pm |
Okay, so this made me feel slightly better. | | 3:49 pm |
Enraged at you, Online Bill Payments! I demand you take money from my checking account to make payments! Then you wait for three weeks to process my payment! Thusly putting a hold on my credit card! NOW I have not the money to make the payment by a mere $3, a payment which you now choose to process. HOWEVER! You decide to post my payment as "Processed: Complete" the whole time! NOW I don't know what payments are processing and what payments are done and what payments were declined and what I need to do to fix this fiasco! Killing everything now. Be back in a shortly. | | 3:00 am |
This is vital information I must share now. I just made the greatest grilled cheese sandwich ever in the history of me making grilled cheese sandwiches. And Rachel Ray is such a bad tipper that I never feel bad watching her always eating "alone" because no one wants to travel with her. Back to your regularly scheduled programs. | | Friday, September 15th, 2006 | | 11:42 pm |
Well, here we are again. Just had to say a few things to no one in particular. One.I had to gank this off of ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) funfairiegirl for my knitty friends who aren't privvy to such postage. Head over to Charlotte Yarn for grab bags of yarn!! Seriously. Grab bags are $10 - but I had well over $50 worth of premium yarn in mine. The bags are clear, so you see what you are getting! Too good to be true? Maybe, but it is a GREAT way to splurge on some nice yarn without taking a serious hit to your pocket.I look out for my fellow crafters. And if you find a way to get really cheap sterling silver wire, I expect the same courtesy. I'll even make you earrings or something. Shit, I have to work on more earrings someday. Not now. So deal. Two.I spent a retarded ammount of time today setting up tables. The things I whore myself out for when it comes to cash and free Indian food. Three.I am currently in love again with Tracy Bonham for her cover of "Crazy In Luv," a song that infuriates me for it's blatant use of shortcut-spelling, yet intrigues me with it's catchiness. Particularly when Tracy does it. Thanks for not fading away, even though I don't really like anything but your first album, and that may or may not be for sentimental reasons. Also I have started appreciating Miranda Sex Garden more and more. Because what's better than a sex-garden, you ask? I offer Exhibit A: a bouncy air castle filled with pudding. Draw your own conclusions. Four.The Order of the Stick not only makes a Princess Bride referance, but has also revisited one of my favorite gags, poking silly at the Bard's Inspire Competancy skill. And I never anticipated using that sentence ever in my life. Five.COME SEE ME IN MY HORROR DEBUT! And watch faeadora fall off the bus! Go to www.queencityghosts.com and start planning an evening of terrifying bus rides now! It'll be worth it, either for the atmosphere or just for a laugh. We're not sure yet. We're leaning towards laughter. But my part is good, dammit! Six.Next Tuesday, I audition people for my new battered girlfriend. I am quite excited that I get to be mean and bastardlike again. Seven.A random person today told me I was hot. And my first response was, "I know, aren't I?" before I realized he wasn't one of my friends whom I can make such jokes with. Oopsie. Seven is a good number of major points, and lucky at that. So I shall not jinx future events by sullying this journal with a non-lucky number. To show how dedicated to the number seven I am today, note that there are exactly seven bold words in this post if you don't count journal links. Wrap your mind around that! | | Wednesday, September 13th, 2006 | | 1:25 pm |
| | Thursday, August 31st, 2006 | | 2:28 pm |
Massive Update
Yes, it's been a while. And the first time I plan on sitting down and working on a "here's where I am" update, money problems hit me in the face and put me in an ultra-foul mood. So instead of boring you with the same old, "I'm broke and no one wants to hire me" song, please enjoy this picture of a double bacon cheeseburger.  | | Sunday, July 16th, 2006 | | 5:10 pm |
Since I can't decide which one I like better... ( ...you can have both. You're welcome. )I have three boxes of books packed. I doubt that's all of them, since some titles are currently on loan from the Great Library of Me. I dread some of this packing. I also dread poisonous spiders. Thought you should know. Rearranged all of my CD's so they all have a home in a nice comfy case now. Three cases, each one a different collection, arranged by theme and content. Makes me feel like I did something. Discontent and restless. Wanting to do something and not sure what. And it's not pack, I can guaran-damn-tee that. I need more Charlotte friends so I don't become a loser after the move. And remind those who are up there that I'm coming. Just a thought. Of course, considering who I'm going to live with, I'll probably become a loser anyway, by association. Maybe Best Buy has The Oblongs on DVD. | | Friday, July 14th, 2006 | | 4:15 pm |
This is... a Missy Elliot one time exclusive. Okay, so it's not Missy Elliot, nor was the song a one-time exclusive. But it just so happenes that I'm listening to an old CD I found while cleaning out my CD disaster area. It was untitled, but it includes such hits as: "Work It" by Missy Elliot "Die Another Day" by Madonna "Gotta Get Thru This" by that random guy who did that one song Various hits from American Idol Season One And a whole slew of Ultra Gay songs from 2003 I think Casey Chapman burned it for me. They sound like his kind of jams, yo. Ah, nostaligia. I shall thusly name it, The Greatest Hits of the Lodge. | | Thursday, July 13th, 2006 | | 12:52 pm |
Fatty: We got it. Mimi: I have 44 and this is getting hard to cut down. Universe: Excellent, you. End cryptic transmission | | Tuesday, July 11th, 2006 | | 11:37 pm |
"I know exactly how you feel, Milo. I would be lost if it weren't for my pet clam." Francine, that's a change purse."....how like life." | | Saturday, July 8th, 2006 | | 1:17 pm |
First, to break the ice: Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with
Andrew's Lurgy | | Cause: | stress | | Symptoms: | frequent stigmata, stiffness, knee pain, hovering | | Cure: | eat more sausages | |
Now, on to substance. Directing a one-act show at RHCT, and only 13 auditionees in four hours. Three an hour, roughly, for the mathematically impaired. For a set of shows requiring 16-18 people (I haven't read the other plays, so that's a sketchy figure.) Only thing keeping me from shooting up a post office being the promise of Munchkin tomorrow. You'd better deliver, or people may suffer. Working diligently on the move. That should pan out sometime next week, because apparently, my credit is better than I... well.. gave it credit for. Still kinda sucky, but not sucky enough. Think I'll do something special for myself today before dinner. Not sure what yet, but we'll get to it. And your thought of the day: "I think my actor roommate is ugly and untalented." I think that just about covers it, don't you? | | Monday, July 3rd, 2006 | | 3:35 pm |
I had to post this, just because of HOW I died. Which could explain a lot. I died in the Dungeon of BaronAshkenazyI was killed in a gothic-arched temple by the wrath of Theatre, whilst carrying... the Armour of Asimplejen, the Amulet of Adult Swim, the Sword of Acting, the Dagger of Sushi, the Crown of Brandipoo, the Wand of Quotes, the Crown of Smackeymouth, the Crown of Instrumentalike, the Axe of Standp, the Axe of Darksidhe, the Wand of Moonsidhe and 64 gold pieces. Score: 157 Explore the Dungeon of BaronAshkenazy and try to beat this score, or enter your username to generate and explore your own dungeon... | | Friday, June 16th, 2006 | | 11:49 pm |
Wow.
Lots of stuff to think and worry about. All of it will turn out well regardless of the decision, and all of it has big drawbacks. What to do, we at Andrew don't know. But one thing's for sure: with plenty of time to make the decision, there are other things to worry about first. A thorough update may or may not be on its way, and then, all secrets (that I feel like telling) shall be revealed. The darkest parts of my soul (that I feel like revealing) shall be illuminated. The most tantalizing stories (that I feel like illuminating) will be... I think you get the drift. | | Wednesday, May 31st, 2006 | | 12:03 am |
Holy crap!
Debra Wilson has a lot of tattoos. Sweet! | | Sunday, May 21st, 2006 | | 12:33 pm |
| | Tuesday, April 4th, 2006 | | 2:21 am |
Days one and two of the don't-beat-your-girlfriend workshop--finished. And a good start, I think. Read up on the curriculum for my new Commercial Acting class, and am despairing on how to fill up two hours a week with, "Just hold the chips and smile. Come on. Smile. Look happy." My model children all look like they hate their lives. I don't blame them. If I knew how much I was paying for this crock, I'd hate mine too. My sick car is all better and I get to finally pick her up tomorrow. Yatzhee! I just spent an absurd amount of time crafting. peanutme's new toy is finished, and I'm working on some kind of necklace device, working on my first actually commissioned piece (for Megan/Lithedia) and wrapping pearls (harder than I had imagined.) With the help of meekachuegs I also just spent an absurd amount of time researching blood transfusions and hemolysis--usually occuring one to two hours after transfusion, symptoms include pain in the side, fever, and hemoglobinuria. Fancy term for "blood in yer pee." Why the hell am I doing this, you ask? It's all for you, runefairy. It's all for you. | | Thursday, March 9th, 2006 | | 10:27 pm |
| | Monday, March 6th, 2006 | | 1:04 am |
I did not win any Oscars, even with my lame costume. At least Pride and Prejudice didn't win either. We're convinced the gay cowboys cheated. And you're not going to convince us otherwise. This confusing moment of complaint was brought to you by the letter Q, the gayest letter of the alphabet. | | Sunday, February 26th, 2006 | | 10:29 pm |
Well, at the conclusion of the Crafting Olympics, I have accomplished quite a bit. Starting from scratch, I learned all about wire jewelry sculpting. In my little educational oddyssey, I completed: --Five silver rope rings --Five stone pendants (only three of which I'm really impressed with at all.) --Two gold bands, one with filigree scrolls on the top --Three pair of earrings --Most of a Victorian choker --One rope bangle bracelet I compare these to such sports as short-track speed skating and luge. Finished pretty quickly, but you can enter a bunch of events. What the hell am I going to do with all this jewelry? Good lord! I mean, three of those rings I can probably claim as my own and wear on a regular basis, but the rest? ( Inspiration. Got a few variations on both. )Now all I need is money for better wire. Although the stuff wanderbyy gave me is going to good uses. The school I go to tomorrow is in a neighborhood where there were over 100 acts of vandalism on cars in the past 48 hours. Not so sure I want to get up and go to work tomorrow. BUT it's ONLY 15 minutes away! Holy. Crap. This after several days of 45 minute to hour long commutes. Woo-ee! AND Wednesday and Thursday I only have to do one workshop a day! AND next week, the school is only 5 miles from a Friendly's. Which is off the cha-haaain. Now, time to go watch heroin addicts on TV. I call it research. Really, it's just entertaining to watch how wonderful my life is in comparison. Making me realize just how much I love everything I have. Parts of me want to keep up with this line of work and become a counsellor of sorts someday. Must run in the family. | | Wednesday, February 22nd, 2006 | | 5:07 pm |
Wore two of my craft projects (two rope-rings I made last night that I'm pretty proud of) to work today, and got several compliments, among them, one of the students from our last (and arguably, worst) class. She ooh-ed and ah-ed over it and asked where I got it. I said I made it and explained how. She sucked her teeth and went, "Man, that's ghetto." To her, I say, Let it be known that your poor bitchery will one day catch up to you, and she who serveth the bitch kool-aid thusly shall be served.Some call it a threat. I call it prophecy. |
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