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Monday, October 26th, 2009
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6:10 am - 365 project
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I'm still doing it, but updating the past few weeks has been hard and also I missed two days. Click on the pic if you want to see pictures of:
the sky
Jessica & Nevyn
me
some from my workplace
more sky
some kabocha
and... maybe other things.
Life is busy.
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| Saturday, October 10th, 2009
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11:25 pm - Yay for friend-time!
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It felt like months and months since I'd seen Jessica. I was really worried she was having a bad wake-up because things were different (i.e. I was there) and I really, really missed her after not seeing her since before Nevyn was born. I gave Jess the Pinky Monkey (she wanted to show Pinky Monkey to the Pinky Monkey in the computer) after we watched some Clifford the Big Red Dog and played Candy Land. We played hide-and-seek with Pinky Monkey, and watched Nevyn sleep and poop and eat, which is all the baby does at this point. And we split a delicious cupcake. And then, I had to go to play practice. I think I may have a sore knee.
Life is busy! But seeing friends between work and play-practice makes life really much better and happier.
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11:19 pm - Thursday
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I walked down to play practice after working on Thursday. Work is going to be stressful until I can manage the register and become more familiar with the menu and what comes with what meal and what sandwich has what on it, and what dressings and cheeses we have, and... it's just crazy, to be honest. The walk to practice was nice-- I snapped this photo on the way down. It makes me happy to see people get excited about holidays and do decorations.
It kind of reminds me of how the corner house across from my room in Shinmachi used to be all decked out for Christmas (year-round, but lit up in December).
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| Thursday, October 8th, 2009
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9:08 pm - The plant that rhymes with YAY!
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Wednesday I woke at 5 with sore feet from the day before, then fell back asleep for what I assumed was an hour... but was really about four. I kind of ran around the house like a crazy-person trying to get up and ready. Su-chan stopped by and gave me another (this made the third) birthday card with some pieces of birthday cakes she'd made. (Yes, cakes-- and, as is sasuga Su-chan, made of questionable ingredients and combinations. I can't wait to try them!) I took my shower and drove to work. My manager took me to Duke Gardens for a catering gig. Most of the ladies were sweet, but there were a few who were "entitled" and those people have to be dealt with by lots of breathing and smiling. We did okay.
During one of our many trips outside to get around the assembly, I caught a whiff of kinmokusei. "What?" my manager asked.
"Kinmokusei! Um.... osmanthus? It's the prettiest-smelling plant ever and I've only seen it in Japan. I think it's Chinese in origin, but... oh my god, I don't know how to explain to you how much I love it!"
And I smelled it again as we were waiting for the assembly to finish. Then, I took a closer look at one of the plants. It.was.a.kinmokusei!!!! Only its leaves were a bit different-shaped and its buds were white. "I have to come back and get one!"
"You can take it up front with us in the truck."
"For real?!?!?!"
And then the lady in the store called to ask if we had an orange-flowered one... which they did. On site. The guy who brought it out I recognized vaguely as a guy who was a year older than me but I think we were even in the same elementary school. He knew my name. And I bought my kinmokusei!
I snapped this picture before I left because I thought these flowers were pretty. And my kinmokusei rode in the truck back to work, and then behind me in my car (I took a picture of it on the roof of my car, too), and I got home, ate something small, petted my cat, and walked to practice because my bike has a flat front tire (argh, grrrr-- discovered Monday night on the way home, so I had to walk my bike home from practice then...). But practice, despite my being tired, was a lot of fun. The dream sequence is going to be the best scene in the play.
Then I walked home a bit early (they let me and V go home early! woo!), showered, rested my feet in some epsom salt, couldn't read because of light spots in my eyes, which became the entire left eye being almost blinded by white-light; took some ibuprofen, talked to Uncle Thomas and Mike, and attempted to go to bed. I was nauseous and miserable for about an hour, then I threw up, took more ibuprofen, and tried to sleep. I still have a headache. :P
But! Work. And driving. And play practice.
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8:57 pm - Voting : Tuesday
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This was the day that never ended. I woke up and went to work, only getting sort of lost but thankfully I had the car navigation. I stayed at work til 5 ("You are so happy and energetic... it's refreshing!") and then went straight downtown to exercise my right as an American citizen. Even though my candidate lost, and I suspect because of mindless people who don't think for themselves*, I believe it is very important to vote.
From there, I went to play practice (this time, not so boring and back-stagey, and I had to fill in for the part I wanted... hard when trying to sing and learn choreography for a different part) and then I went home, exhausted. Actually, Felix drove me all the way up Main Street without any gas.
Then I fell asleep.
* We got a phone call last week from one of our neighbours, telling us that, despite the sign posted in our yard, we should vote for her candidate. She actually called for my dad, but my dad and I picked up simultaneously. While he was just going to listen, I said, "Why?"
"Who is this?"
"This is his daughter, but I'm a registered voter in this county. Why should I vote for your man?"
"...." She was stumped. "He was my principal. He's a good man."
"Isn't the other candidate a good man? I know him, and if he does something I disagree with, I will talk to him personally. What does your candidate stand for?"
She covered the mouthpiece of the phone and looked to her husband for help. "Well, what does **your** candidate stand for."
I wonder how many people got phone calls like that and didn't ask WHY, they just did as they were told?
My parents did NOT raise a sheep. Or a lemming.
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8:50 pm - Monday
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I had Monday off, so I took my brother to work intending to stop by a local thrift store I'd never gone to close to his work place. It was closed, so I drove back home and decided to walk downtown to the local flea market. I bought a pair of green chucks and three pairs of pants: gray cords, button-up stylish Baby Phat jeans, and black mossimo pants. I was happy with my purchases. Then, I snapped this photo on the way home.
Did you know that Jack Russell Terriers are known for killing cats? This is something I heard recently, and it makes me nervous knowing that my neighbor's dog, who looks cute and is scared of just about everything, is a walking death-trap for my kitty. I'm glad Cricket is an indoor-baby!
And then Susan came over and we ran for about 30 minutes, down the usual route, then down the train tracks, and back up the steep hill; oh, and we sprinted the last leg from where my bus stop was when I was in elementary school. Then we stretched and I went to play practice. I knitted back stage because that's where I spent most of rehearsal. One of my goals while I'm backstage is to convince this fifteen year old girl that she doesn't have to believe what everyone else tells her to believe, and that she can and should think for herself. I'm, so far, in good with her mom and little sister because during tryouts, I told the little girl that she is awesome and has nothing to worry about, to just sing out and do her best and she'll be fine. She got cast, too.
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| Monday, October 5th, 2009
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10:28 pm - Pinky Monkey!
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I know, it's supposed to be a surprise, but this was my big accomplishment of the day yesterday. After about a month of planning and a three-week hiatus (because I got stuck on the details of the feet), I solicited knitting advice from a crocheter at the Baha'i meeting, who helped me with my knitting-block! I think I have an idea of how to do socks now! There are extra shots of the front, side, and back of the Pinky Monkey if you're curious on my flickr. I can't wait to give Pinky Monkey to Jessica! Nic, if you see this, use your discretion for whether or not to keep it a surprise for her.
Yesterday was pretty uneventful. I finished knitting this, went food shopping, stitched the body together, made lunch, spent time with my cat, went to play practice late (as I thought play practice began today), came home, heard a bad accident that knocked out the power (!!) and sat around in my room in candlelight for about two hours, then went to bed.
Today is MONDAY which means there has been an update to the 3 Rs!
http://icanhaz.com/3rsupdate
This week, Rachel's Easy Energy Saving Tip is: SHARING!
Please let me know what you think!
Have a great Monday!
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12:16 am - 3rd October, 2009 : Hello World, this is Nevyn!
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12:05 am - Happy International Crickalie Day the Third, 2 October 2009
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Thursday, 2 October 2009 was the first of two crazy days.
The plan was:
-to go to Chapel Hill and see my brother
-to go from there to work
-to go from work to Raleigh to see Bill (and possibly go to a jazz session in Durham)
-to go home and spend copious amounts of time with my cat on his official olding day
( What actually happened: )
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| Sunday, October 4th, 2009
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11:31 pm - Adventures with moth - 1 October
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I had a busy day on 30 September, and 1 October was kind of my day off. I stayed home and kept looking for work in places like idealist.org, caught up with Rachel Maddow, and prepared the package for Saralie! Then, around 2pm, I took the package to the post office and sent it. On the way home from errands, I found this little guy and we went for a walk to greener "pastures". He decided he liked the clovers more than the crepe myrtles on the walk home... and he let me take some photos.
There are a bunch of photos I just uploaded on flickr, and they're for some reason not in any kind of order; I'm going to try and see if I can't change that. The photos from 1 October are moth pictures and pictures of from the front porch, many of them with dog.
The last few days have been cra-zy.
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| Friday, October 2nd, 2009
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12:24 am - Dhal recipe
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This is based off a sekrit recipe that I got from Uncle Thomas years ago.
Dahl
Ingredients:
1 1/3 cup lentils (or any kind of beans you like)
4 tsp peeled, grated ginger (I tend to arbitrarily measure this)
4 tsp crushed garlick (again, arbitrary-- I usually use 4-5 cloves, crush or chop finely)
2 medium-sized tomatoes, or a can or so (optional)
2 tsp cayenne (if you don't use it, you get a mild curry-- I tend to use much more)
2-3 tsp salt
6 tbsp (un)salted butter (either works)
1/2 cup whipping cream
2 tsp garam masala
leftover veggies or Japanese sweet potatoes (optional)
Cook the lentils or beans. I tend to use lentils because they're less labor intensive-- rinse, boil them for about 30 minutes, giving me just the right amount of time for gathering, grating, and chopping the other ingredients. Drain. Then mix everything else together, bring to a boil, then simmer for 30 minutes until potatoes are tender.
Uncle Thomas added this:
If you want, you can add a final touch which is just an onion cut into fine rings, then cooked in 3 tbsp butter or so with 1 tsp cayenne until dark reddish brown.
And last night marks the first time I added the onion, as you can see in the picture.
My mom loved the way it smelled, but didn't like the dhal itself. I served it with brown rice and, despite lacking cayenne pepper (because we had none in our house, no, but we have MACE) it was awesome. This makes enough for a week for me, or less if you have friends to share it with.
ENJOY!
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| Thursday, October 1st, 2009
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7:39 am - Happy Death Day!
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I took lots of photos yesterday and just finished uploading them to Flickr.
Someone mentioned the other day that 29 Sept was DethDay, some reference to Metalocalypse, so I had to be a wise-ass and have Death Day, which means one dresses up like http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_(DC_Comics) and frankly, as I haven't had a Death Day in a long time, I figured yesterday was as good as any to wear mostly black, don on my ankh (the one I made back in college), and be cheerful.
Susan and I spent most of the afternoon at the library or the local cafe, trying to stay warm. I spent the morning job-hunting and being cold. I kind of hate fall because of the cold. I mean, it can be nice when you want to wear clothes that you can only wear when it's cold, and I like knitting clothes for when it's cold, but still...
We fit Susan's bike in my car (despite Susan's disbelief that Felix can handle big things!) and I drove her back. No biking country roads after dark in a non-bike-friendly area! Mom and I watched a bit of True Blood, but the DVD didn't like us, so we never finished episode 2. (It kept skipping/pausing, right at the good part, too!)
This morning I drove to Chapel Hill to meet Jake for breakfast while on my way to two interviews. Well.... I got lost. Several times. I called Jake crying and giving up... but I eventually found his dorm and I only stalled a few times and I drove him to class. Between the coffee I slurped before driving and the handful or so of honey-nut cheerios Jake shared with me, that was all I had eaten until after my first interview, which was in Cary. I didn't get too lost, but I resorted to the TomTom (GPS, or γ«γΌγγ as I like to call it) after I made a wrong turn.
The first interview, the lady was straightforward with me and said that it was too far a drive for me to come all the way from Roxboro for a 2.5 hour gig once a week... BUT, that with my experience in teaching and living abroad, I should look into... and she gave me all kinds of nice advice and said she'd be contacting me with more information about what I can do and possible teaching opportunities at her school. Very, very nice interview. I need to do more yoga.
At this point, I was really, really feeling miserable-- hungry, needing to use the bathroom, and hot (because I can't look at anything except the road when I drive, so I wasn't able to futz with the air properly). I decided to get lunch at the second-application-interview-place. What a nice atmosphere! It's in a little cul-de-sac strip mall with am import Asia-goods store, restaurants (Indian and Thai), an African store (I have to go inside and see more!), imported food store... I mean, it was really cool! There's free wi-fi and the dude behind the counter was totally cool with my water bottle instead of using a cup for water. The meal was good, but my head was reeling from the drive. I went into the China-store and talked with the owner, I assume, for a good ten minutes. Then I went to the restaurant, met the manager, applied, and got offered a trial day on Friday. Keep your fingers crossed-- this place seems to thrive on green-practices (like, they get their meats from responsible farmers, mostly local; most of the food is organic and local; fair-trade, shade grown coffee!; the disposable cups are made from corn... and the manager liked my BYO utensil idea! Yay!) and I think it'll be a good place to be creative.
So-- my accomplishments today have been, so far:
-job interviews (2)
-driving on the interstate (I85, OMG) for, like, several times
-navigating in places I haven't been before and alone
-networking (work-related)
-making it home
Although, when I got home, all I wanted to do was curl up in my bed with my cat. There is nothing like spooning under covers with a purring cat!
And-- today is Cocoa's 15th or 16th birthday! Yay for Momo-Sweet!
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| Tuesday, September 29th, 2009
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9:13 pm - Cocoa Momomomomomomomo Sweet!
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Yes, that is the 'Mo. Her birthday is tomorrow, and she'll be (who knows how) old. I remember when she was a teeeeeny tiny puppy and could hardly walk, with two blue eyes and distinct white areas (stripe up her face, paws, a star on her chest) with brown freckles. Now she's white, has cataracts, back legs slip sometimes, and pretends to be hard of hearing. We love her all the same.
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Yesterday, I replied to a Monday-gig teaching yoga to pre-schoolers in Cary; I have an interview tomorrow and I'm hoping that it goes well (the drive there, that is!). I applied to several jobs, made call-backs (lots of places went, "We don't take phone calls in regard to application status"), drove my mom a bit, listened to copious amounts of PizziFive, began writing a song!, watched Glee, ran for 50 minutes (holy crap! I was dehydrated before, so that sucked!) with Susan in, what most people would consider a bad neighborhood. But what was good was that in this neighborhood, most people were outside enjoying the nice weather. Which promptly ended as soon as we got to my porch; it began storming heavily! Wow! One of my brother's friends came over and we talked til the sun went down. (I really wanted to take a picture of the sunset yesterday...) Then I made dinner for me and my mom, and we watched the first episode of "True Blood" while I knitted a super-sekrit project which I won't finish on time. I cleaned up the kitchen, discovered Dr. Horrible's Sing-along-blog again (and noticed different details! yay Hulu!), went to bed, and then lectured my brother when he came home (after I'd gone to bed and he'd woken me up approximately three times in an hour).
Today is DethDay (a reference to DethKlok?) but I'd rather have a Death Day, which means I dress up like Death (all goffick and stuff) and get to act happy. I think I might do it just BECAUSE.
Also, Janni mentioned that she needed a Halloween costume. Me too.
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| Monday, September 28th, 2009
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10:38 pm - For Izzy
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Isabel requested photos of the doggies. We had a sunny day yesterday for the first time in over a week, so I raked the front yard. When my mom got home, Sirius and I went to sit out on the porch with her and I snapped this photo. He's so pretty. He was born on Halloween in 2002, so he's nearly seven.
I discovered Glee (thanks, Izzy), took a two-hour nap (rejecting Susan's offer to go for a run), felt like a reject, knitted, and read a bit of Lemony Snickett, not in that order. Not sure how I feel about "A Series of Unfortunate Events" just yet. I think my taste in children's lit is more of the Roald Dahl-esque, which is what initially drew me to Harry Potter, but Count Olaf kind of crossed the line into actual evil and you can't really laugh at the abuse like you kind of can with Harry Potter (the Dursleys, for example, never hit Harry, they just treat him miserably and you can laugh at their absurd actions because they treat Dudley like he's a prince).
Updated the 3 Rs for anyone who's interested:
http://icanhaz.com/3rsupdate
For those of you who don't have me friended on Facebook or Twitter, maybe you haven't heard, but I've been writing/illustrating an eco-conscientious webcomic about the 3 Rs.
(http://icanhaz.com/meranie takes you to the first page)
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| Sunday, September 27th, 2009
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10:09 pm - Pizza Night!
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My parents come home officially today. Technically Dad came home on Saturday night, but he worked yesterday and came home this morning. Mom gets home tonight sometime...
So last night was the last night where it was just me and my brother. I insisted he come home early and I'd make pizza... And I invited Nicole (who's due to pop any minute now), and she brought Jess and her brother Robert. I roasted eggplant (turns out is rumored to help induce labor, that and basil) and broccoli for toppings, cut up some black olives (YUM!) and tomatoes. Listened to Pizzicato Five for most of the evening. The pizza was pretty good, if I say so myself. Then, after dinner, we played Boggle. There's also a video (8 seconds long) on flickr of her talking. I asked Nic why she had "big kid shoes" and she told me Jess had outgrown her Princess shoes! She's grown so fast!
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I talked on the phone with Bill yesterday morning for an hour and a half... it was really nice, but I worry that I may have worn him out with conversation. I think I can be tiring (intense?). The tentative plan is to go to a jazz session this Friday night! The band consists of, if I recall correctly, a pianist (my friend), a guitarist (another friend from college), a trombone player, and (get this) a painter. But honestly, what else would one expect from Bill?
Apparently he still mentions me in conversation as the girl who proposed to him at 18 (he was 23), which I would like to say was mostly because we had the same birthday. I would also like to point out that I was very, very innocent and even more boisterous, less-inhibited, and loud then. For crying out loud, I wore bunny ears regularly then.
...part of me misses the uninhibitedness of my teenage years.
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| Saturday, September 26th, 2009
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11:59 pm - I cleaned my room!
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My goal for yesterday, which was coldnastymiserable, was to clean my room. I totally did it. You can see all the art supplies in order with my yarn and current knitting projects (in bags) above/on the dresser. I shook out the little rugs, put up my birthday cards (on the mantle), and swept. Life feels better.
Susan and I went for an awesome run yesterday to ward off the doldrums; we ran for 41 minutes, down to the farthest point (Carver St.) and back on the really super hilly road (Lamar St.). Came back and showered and did work (I applied to two barista jobs, and discovered my college's employment help center! I will use it on Monday). Decided, after Susan left, to clean. Ended up listening to the rest of "The Heart is a Lonely Hunter" by Carson McCullers, straightening up a bit downstairs, and playing piano (which is what I do when I get a bit depressed-- music therapy!). I went upstairs and cleaned my room, made two laundry baskets of stuff to take downstairs (one of clothes, the other of recycling/things that belong downstairs or in my car), then got a phone call from my dad saying he was on his way home. So I moved my car (it was in the carport) and loaded it up with clothes and other necessaries for the trip to the birthing room, did the dishes, made sure everything was where it belonged downstairs (I'd had my computer in the dining room, and the ethernet cord was strewn all through the downstairs), and waited for him to come home. I think I talked his ear off when he got home, then I did a netipot and went to bed. I called Bill this morning and talked HIS ear off, and we just got off the phone. Izzy, I think you and Bill would get along smashingly.
Today also seems melancholy, and I won't be going to Raleigh after all, but some time this week! I don't know what I'll do today.. maybe I'll work on my comic.
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| Friday, September 25th, 2009
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11:32 pm - Susan is Mighty!
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Yesterday, Susan biked over to my house after dropping her car off for inspection. We biked to the local hotel and dropped off a sweaty shirt, then biked to the car inspection site. Susan has a bike rack for her car, and she, with ease, put both bikes on her rack. I told her to make a mighty pose. She's my hero!
Then we went back to my house, did some work (schoolwork & job-hunting), sang a little, then biked to play practice. After play practice, we had wine (YUM) and cheese (YUM) and homemade veggie burgers (YUM!) and sat on the porch. Then we watched Fiddler on the Roof with cake (YUM!) and stayed up until 3am (YUM!)
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1:18 am - 001:365
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Yesterday ended up not being so bad.
So, I jumped on the 365 bandwagon. You can thank Izzy. I put up an outtake, too... of my birthday cake! I love it so. I had a piece for breakfast, and it was delicious with morning coffee and milk. Also, a picture of Jess driving my car.
The story behind the picture:
Yesterday, my brother (who is a senior at UNC, and who is busier than anyone else I have ever met) came home for my birthday. "But why, Jake?! You're too busy!" I scolded. "I haven't seen you on your birthday in how many years?" It had been at least since 1999.
It was a foggy, rainy, soggy kind of day. Susan came over and we ran (27 minutes, different route along the train track) after the sun came out. And then, as we were hanging out, it started pouring rain. She gifted me some awesome cards and some gorgeous alpaca yarn, and we have plans for this evening after play practice to have wine (from Saralie!!) and Fiddler on the Roof, which I've never seen but know the soundtrack by heart (and am in the play). I took a shower and washed my hair. Jake drove up the driveway and we had some quirky family talk/laughs (Jake ate all but three pieces (literally) of Mike's Cinnamon Toast Crunch and left it, Michael-style, in the cabinet, half closed-- the cincher to the story is that Mike, this morning, poured the three remaining pieces of CTC, completely unfazed, and threw it away. We think he's oblivious). And then I said I was going to Nic's for the birthday dinner which they had planned for me. Jake and I walked outside and shot some photos, had good hugs, and I drove off.
The rest of the night:
I drove to Hillsborough and got gas. I kind of hit the back of Felix on something as I was pulling up to the gas stand, but there was no damage. As I was pulling out, a huuuuuge pick-up truck was pulling out of the adjacent lot and I couldn't see past him; he backed up and let me go first. It was very, very nice. And then I drove to Nic & Ben's.
I got to enjoy bathtime with Jess as Nic & Ben made dinner. Jess actually drank bathwater, which was so funny to me. And she liked when I poured water on her feet with the teapot! Her giggles are like, the most amazingly happy sounds you can imagine.
Dinner was amaaaaaazing! We had yummy salad (red bell peppers in salad-- a really nice, crunchy addition) with black olives (WIN!), and egg noodles with alfredo-sauce with broccoli and the chicken was separate. It was deeeeelicious! I was incredibly full, and moved. And then we watched House, which had the special guest appearance of my cat, and House did all sorts of House-like things, like cane dancing with snakes!!! And in the middle of House, we took a cake-break and I got to see the gorgeous cake that Nicole baked for me. I was really, really moved... And they even had 27 candles on the cake. It had been so long since I'd had a cake with the actual number of candles as years I have been alive. And it was delicious, too-- a double-layer, whipped frosting with white trim chocolate cake. We had our cake with milk-juice, and then we finished watching House. (House died in the end, and we were all sad because it means we won't have any more sexy Hugh Laurie for the rest of season six... but, we will still have the cat appearances and tons of snakes on canes!) And then we were all tired, so I went to leave. Ben and I took Felix (my car) for a ride around the neighbourhood, and he showed me where the headlights are actually supposed to point. I mean, I wouldn't be able to look at them and tell-- they looked fine to me. And I also learned how to idle my car! And then I drove back home, listening to a radio station called Simon. I got home around midnight and was scared my brother Mike had tried getting into the house and had been locked out. He ended up getting home around 1:30. The only reason I was awake was because I had tried using a netipot for about 30 minutes. My left side is pretty stopped up. I gave up and was practicing piano when Mike came home. Then I went to bed. Woke up this morning a bit after 6 with splitting sinus headache, took some ibuprofen, then went back to bed. I've been up since about 9:30 and I feel somewhat hungover, but at least I know it's not from alcohol (which I never get) or crying.
Today is a beautiful, sunny day, and I fully intend on doing work (job-hunting, webcomic) while sitting outside because I can, dammit.
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| Tuesday, September 15th, 2009
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| Sunday, July 5th, 2009
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8:31 am - I have grown up!
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;;makes rock-on signs;;
And this is my acknowledgment of the growing up! Woo! ...I think.
(this message brought to you by: too much caffeine and lack of sleep)
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