Jan. 19th, 2008 12:37 pm
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I am planning to go back to Massachusetts sometime very soon. My mom is not doing so hot, and I think she needs to see that I am ok. But I would also like to see my New England-based friends if possible. I haven't been home, for a good reason, in over a year. I am not super thrilled about coming in winter, since the weather is so unpredictable, and I still haven't found my long sleeved stuff from the move. But my mom is now asking daily when I will be there, so the time is now or never. So, [ profile] scullyseviltwin and [ profile] gabesaunt, what are you guys up to the third or forth week of February? I would love to get together if possible. I haven't made any travel plans, but I need to do so relatively soon so I can ask for vacation time and not pay a quadrillion dollars for airfare. If you can, just let me know whenever. I am off for the weekend, so it is not like I can do anything for the next few days. But I am transferring stores for about 2 months, and stuff needs to be coordinated. It will be nice to be home, even if just for a little while.
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I leave for Dragon*Con in less than 48 hours. I have approximately 25 billion things I need to do before then. I work both today and tomorrow, so I have to shove any shopping and whatnot into my non-working hours. I have not been very good about that of late. The suitcase is still in the attic. I still have laundry to do. I don't think I have enough clothes, and I am the worst shopper there is, just ask Desi. So I am going to post a list of things and see if I am able to get them done.
List )

So wish me luck, and pictures with pretty people.
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I am off to the HP midnight party at Barnes and Noble in a little bit with [ profile] xwillowelfx, just like I did for books 5 and 6. I am excited/nervous/almost dreading the book. I know I will cry. Doesn't matter what happens, it is almost guaranteed. I have meticulously stayed away from spoilers, even changing the radio channel if the words "Harry Potter" were so much as uttered. So in other words, if I get spoiled before I read, I am not responsible for my actions. I better not be holding something pointy. So as of when I post this, I will be offline until I finish reading and compose myself. Then I will hop online like the wind and see what fandom and/or entire internet blew up in a wanksplosion, like last time, but a zillion times worse. Good thing I bought alcohol yesterday.

I am off now to get geeked up, and round up the cat and put him up, since he cannot have the run of the house all by himself. He has claws, and he likes to use them. On my couch. And the drapes. And the carpet. But he is cute, so I will let him live.

Damn it. Why don't I have any HP icons?
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I really, really have to stop using shift-delete when I delete things.  I was trying to clean up my mp3 player, since I have like quadruple of some files, a bunch with "unknown" as a name and nothing else, and the most disorganized file structure since my old computer.  I got some of the duplicates out of the way, and was about to erase a file I didn't need, when I saw that I had deleted the wrong file.  Oops, I had deleted the entire main music file.  I thought I had caught it in time, but nope, it was gone.   I have everything backed up, but I still feel like the world's biggest idiot.  And the stupid player doesn't want to resync and get the files back.  I am this close to screaming.  I need the damn thing on my trip to Spartanburg this Saturday.

I talked to my mom today, and it was the first time that she sounded even close to herself.  Yes, it is because of some major medication, and I am sure Tom Cruise would yell at her if he knew she was on them, but if they make her better, I say hooray for drugs.  She says she feels content, but the bad stuff is still there.  It was probably always be there, but if she can mostly get on with her life, I am happy.  She is a bit loopy on the stuff, and probably shouldn't be driving all that much.  Thank goodness her coworkers seem like great people, and one of them drove her home today.  That might have been because she sliced her tire open on a curb the other day.  Sharp granite is not a good curb material.

Tomorrow I have to start the major packing.  I so hate packing.  I get so overwhelmed why I look at all my crap, so I  have to look at it in pieces, like the bathroom will take like 30 minutes to pack, the closet a couple of hours, and so on.  And I have to look into cheap movers, since I don't think I have enough friends available that weekend to help and make it feasible.  I had 4 last time, and it was still very messy, and June in SC is insanely hot, so I don't want anyone passing out.  Any suggestions?

My mom just called me a minute ago.  I started panicking, thinking it was bad news, since I had just talked to her at 5.  She was like, "Hi,what's up?" and I was like, "Hi?"  She had no memory that she had talked to me just a few hours ago.  I guess loopy doesn't really cover it.  Hopefully they will get the dosage right soon.

Yay, the player is done syncing, finally.

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My internet is back!!!  Yay!!!  The tech didn't even have to come out.  I played with the modem, redid all the plugs, and it came back...for a second.  Then it was gone again.  Such torture.  Then I reredid all the plugs, and it came back, and it seems to be here to stay.  What a relief.  I hate being unconnected, unless I am on vacation or something equally good.

It is almost 1 in the afternoon, and I have yet to start packing or anything else useful, besides making a yummy pasta salad for lunch.  So, please, if you are online and so inclined, please bug the hell out of me to get my ass in gear.  I have a shitload of boxes in my car, all nice and candle-smelling and ready to use, save for getting some packing tape and a big honking black marker to label.  And yet, I am watching GH.  I already watched the entire Daytime Emmy preshow and show, just putting off in the inevitable.  At least I now have something to say to Genie Francis if she comes to D*Con with Jonathan Frakes.  "Congrats on the Emmy!" sounds like a good opening line, right?

I hope everyone has a good weekend, and actually gets stuff accomplished, unlike me.  Unless watching tv falls into the stuff accomplished column.
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I know it is little outdated but some of it is really accurate.

You Know You're From Massachusetts When...

The person driving in front of you is going 70 mph and you are cursing him for going too slow.

When ordering a tonic, you mean a Coke...not quinine water.

You actually enjoy driving around rotaries.

You almost feel disappointed when someone doesn't flip you the bird when you cut them off or steal their parking space.

You know how to pronounce the names of towns like Worcester, Billerica, Haverhill, Barre and Cotuit.

You have driven to New Hampshire on a Sunday in order to get beer.

You know that there are two Bulger brothers, and that they're both crooks.

You know what they sell at a packie.

You know at least one bar where you can get something to drink after last call.

You can actually find your way around Boston.

Evacuation Day is a recognized holiday.

You know what First Night is.

You know at least one guy named Sean, Pat, Whitey, Red, Bud or Seamus.

You think the rest of the country owes you for Thanksgiving and Independence Day.

You have never been to Cheers.

When the words 'WICKED' and 'GOOD' go together.

You knew that there was no chance in hell that the Pats would move to Hartford.

You have gone to at least one party at UMass.

The curse of the Bambino is taught in public schools.

You own a "Yankees Suck" shirt or hat.

You think Doug Flutie is the greatest athlete ever.

You remember exactly where you were when the ball rolled through Buckner's legs.

You pray for the Red Sox to win the World Series not this season, but in your lifetime.

You know how to make a frappe.

You know that "Big Dig" is also a kind of ice cream you can get at Brigham's.

You actually know how to merge from 6 lanes of traffic down to one.

You never go to "Cape Cod", you go "down the Cape".

You think that Roger Clemens, Wade Boggs and Derek Jeter are more evil than Whitey Bulger.

You went to Old Sturbridge Village, Plymouth Plantation, or both, on field trip in grammar school.

You're aware that there is a town, somewhere in Massachusetts, named Brimfield where they have the biggest outdoor antique market in the world.

You can drive to the mountains and the ocean all in one day.

You know that the Mass Pike is some sort of strange weather dividing line.

You know that P-Town isn't the name of a new rap group.

You know that Ludlow is 90% Portuguese and that Fall River is 90% Lebanese.

You do not recognize the letter "R" as a part of the English language.

You've called something "wicked pissa"

You have driven to either Rhode Island, New Hampshire or Vermont for a tattoo.

You see people like Steven Tyler (Aerosmith), Dicky Barret (The Mighty, Mighty Bosstones), and Evan Dando (The Lemonheads) in the local supermarket and it doesn't phase you.

You've slammed on your brakes to deter a tailgater

Know at least three Tony's, one Vinnie and a Frank(ie)

Paranoia sets in if you can't see a Dunkin Donuts, ATM or CVS within eyeshot at all times.

You keep an ice scraper and can of de-icer on the floor of your car...year round

You still try to order curly fries from Burger King

You order iced coffee in January

You know what candlepin bowling is

You drive 45 minutes to New Hampshire to save $5 in sales tax

You've pulled out of a side street and used your car to block oncoming traffic so you can make a left.

You've bragged about the money you've saved at The Christmas Tree Shop

You know what a "regular" coffee is

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Massachusetts.

moyawyvern: (Default)
I finally got to call talk to Mel. Everyone is right, she does have the cutest accent, although she must be sick to death of hearing that by now. I tricked my cell into calling overseas using a calling card. We will see next month if I tricked it or it tricked me when I get the bill. But so far, so good. We could only talk for like 20 minutes because that is all my 100 minutes in the US card was worth for Australia. But I got it for free so I guess it is all good.

Tuesday cannot come fast enough. I normally get Sundays off and I hate working them. So I will be looking forward to Tuesday, which is my next day off. Not that I will do anything except watch videos on my newly, finally correctly, installed DVD player. I can finally watch that X-Files season 1 DVD box set I got around my birthday, 2 whole months ago.

And my mall finally got a Starbucks. We have entered civilization. I will definitely need the caffeination to make it through work tomorrow.
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Locard's Advocates are the best. It is great to finally get to put voices to the names. At least most of them. I am still waiting to hear from Morgan and Mel (although, I do understand Australia is a little far away to just call and say "Ooh, what a cute accent! Bye.") We really must have more phone/chats. Confusing, but wicked fun.

The journal is changing and not looking quite so dorky. I am still not happy with it but I think I have reached the limit of my ability to tinker. I will have to call out the big guns.
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I don't know if anyone will ever read this but I thought I might as well give it a try. The bravery to put this out there may have come from the really well worded (in my opinion) comment I just made in defense of a fic that I really like. Or it could be that I am so tired that I don't know what the hell I am doing.

If anyone is reading this, my name is Sara and I live in SC. I work at a children's retail store (large chain stuffed animal store) as a manager. If anyone was at a mall today (Good Friday), they will understand why I am so tired. Tons of people out for last minute presents from the Easter Bunny. One thing it gave me the opportunity to do is people watch, which is something I love to do in my store, because it has these huge windows that look over a very crowded intersection of my mall. My overall impression from today: Why is it that the second the temperature goes up, people's taste in clothing goes right down the toilet? I mean, last week people were practically in parkas, and today it is tube tops that stop about 6 inches from the belly button, skirts that are lucky if they are 6 inches long, and totally inappropriate for the mall shoes. And those are the women over 35! One example that I will be having nightmares about, this one woman came in with one of those one piece denim things, you know, the top and the bottoms are connected. That alone is wrong for so many different body types. But this one also had these triangular cut-outs at the hips with denim strips holding it together. If that was not bad enough, you could see her underwear through the cut-outs. It was horrible.

Well, I think that was enough of me pontificating about bad mall clothes. I will try not to do that very often. I don't know how this journal will work, how often I will post, or if anyone will ever read it, but I guess we will all find out together.
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