quote of the day... or maybe of the millenium

i was just on the phone with my mom, talking about immunizations i will have to get for our trip this summer. i was going through the list of recommended shots, and she said i wouldn't need hepatitis because i'd gotten it in college. i remember that i never got the vaccine - i had the prescription in my car for ages, but never actually got the shots. it was series of a shots, and i couldn't take time out of my busy schedule (of date dashes and match parties) to go back for more shots!

she, on the other hand, got her hepatitis vaccines. she said, and i quote:

"well i got mine, i remember. i can have sex with anybody (said: An-knee-bod-dee) i want. i'm safe!"

this coming from a woman who has been married for over 37 years.

can i get a clone over here?

sometimes i wish i could clone myself, just so i could hang out with someone like-minded... or exact-minded, if you will. sometimes dealing with other people is too much effort, you know? i mean, i never annoy myself, and i put up with my own temper and mood, whether good or bad. it just seems like it would be easy and enjoyable, to have a me to hang out with.

take this weekend for example. i'm most interested in getting through the 3 DVDs of "24" episodes sitting in my living room. my husband doesn't seem to have the same goals for the weekend. that's just a shame for me. he wants to do things. if i had "me" to hang out with, there would be no arguing. the conversation would go:

beebers: hey, what do you feel like doing? i kind of want to have a "24" marathon.
beebers clone: hey, me too! that's totally what i wanted to do today.
beebers: wow, self, it's so great having you around. i heart you!
beebers clone: i heart you too. pop in that dvd!

then when i want to travel on exotic trips, i could just take my clone with me. we'd always be on the same page as to what activities we wanted to do and where we wanted to go. it'd be so much easier than, say, trying to talk my husband into going on this spectacular trip this summer that i've been planning for the last 4 weeks. he seemed into it at first (and for the last 4 weeks that i've been planning), but now that it's actually time to book the trip, he's having second thoughts. my clone would say "giddy up! let's go!" i would love for tim to say that.

wonder what my clone would want for dinner tonight... wait, she'd probably want what i want. that makes cooking so much easier! agh, somebody give me myself, please!

i normally like doing laundry

want to know what is more annoying than doing a load of laundry where a kleenex accidentally gets in?

doing two loads of laundry in a row, each with a kleenex slipped in.

ugh, all those little, tiny speckles and flecks of paper covering everything. such a pain!

rainbows and roller skates

okay no roller skates, but check out this rainbow that is passing over my desk right now!

around this time everyday a blinding sliver of light comes in the window near me and, for lack of a better word, blinds me with its intensity. today it is sharing a rainbow too.

that's got to be a good sign for something!

and if you're wondering what's playing on my ipod in the picture, it's 'beverly hills' by weezer.

one trial and tribulation of a short girl

i had one of those popo moments last night. i was at a pete yorn concert and i composed a very clever and entertaining post in my head. but i can't remember any of it now. that could have something to do with all the vodka tonics i had too.

instead, here's a picture of my view from the show. it sucks being short!

she bangs, she bangs

when they moved our office to the middle of nowhere san francisco, i know i complained a little. it was a big adjustment, but for the most part i took the "whatever" attitude. which is much better than the "i hate the shit out of the place" attitude.

well.

this area is full of ground-breaking construction. and i mean ground-breaking, as in breaking new ground literally. it is making it impossible to concentrate. pile drivers BANG! BANG! BANG! every 3 seconds, for hours at a time.

when they're not banging, something else is going on that makes our whole building shake. my computer monitor quivers, like we're having an earthquake. we've all gotten used to it, but one of these times it is actually going to be an earthquake and we will all just continue with work because we think it's a result of construction. like the little boy that cried wolf, we're all going to be buried in the rubble of the building.

i think the shaking is worse than the banging, because at least i can put on headphones to drown out the noise. although i do have to turn the volume up to a somewhat unhealthy decibal level to drown it out completely. i'm losing my mind and my hearing.

it really is an abnormal working environment. i can imagine there are crazier places to work, like going down drain pipes to save baby jessica, or washing the windows of the petronas towers in kuala lumpur. but i didn't sign up for those. i signed up for a desk job. where i can surf the internet and eat cream puffs when they are passed around.

(man, that beard papa i just inhaled was to die for!)

do not see this movie

my mom and i escaped the torture of having the super bowl on in our living room, and went to go this light chick flick for an afternoon of enjoyment at the cinema.

it was horrible.

i'm not going to go into a long movie review. but i will say that the characters had no chemistry, the mini-plots never developed enough for them to be believable, and it was just dumb. it had potential too, but just couldn't go the distance.

so save your $10.25, or however much it costs you to go see the movies in your town. it'd be better spent somewhere else.

i hate comcast

comcast always lets me down in the end.

i love the comcast commercials. i mean, love them. they are laugh-out-loud funny.

and the customer service operators on the phone were totally delightful when i went to add DVR service this morning. i got off the phone thinking "wow, that was actually pleasant." despite the fact that she told me i'd have to go down to the comcast office and switch out my box... on a saturday... the saturday before the super bowl.

whatever, no big deal. i hopped in my car at 9am to get their shortly after they opened. i got there and there were only about 3 people in front of me. "awesome!" i thought to myself. this won't be painful at all.

this is where my hate kicks in. i walk up to the counter and begin to deal with a woman who can barely articulate words, and in broken english tells me "we ran out DVR HDTV boxes yesterday. sowwy. come back at noon."

right. at noon the line will be 40 people long, all because degenerates can't pay their bills through the mail like normal people, and then others want to upgrade their stupid service for the stupid stinking super bowl. i just want to upgrade mine for HGTV and new episodes of Lost.

grrrrr.

UPDATE - i retract my statement above. i went back to the cable office, preparing for the worst. it wasn't so bad... i waited about 7 minutes before i was called up to the next available customer service associate, who happened to be the woman who pissed me off on my first trip. she was so nice and told me i shouldn't have waited in line, so next time go straight to her and she'll help me.

i love her. and i love my DVR, which i have successfully used to only record "the hills" so far. there's much more to come though, as Lost starts wednesday!