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[Sep. 14th, 2005|10:51 pm] |
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I have finally moved to my personal site at http://www.justinsxxxpics.com
All future blogs will be posted there. Bookmark it.
Don't be frightened, seriously. |
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[Aug. 10th, 2005|11:01 pm] |
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It's kinda sad when a vacation has to end. Unfortunately, we all have to return to our daily lives, back to work, forced to take on such mundane tasks as cleaning the catbox, or watering the lawn.
I have been on vacation for two weeks, and today was my first day of overnight travel since I've returned. How boring. zzz I am, however, coming to you live from my new Apple iBook G4 with built-in WiFi, which is working flawlessly btw.
Week one was was visiting family in Southern California. Just my sis and I. I really thought I would kill her, us being on our own for an entire week. We didn't argue...at all. I was very surprised, she was very pleasant. She'd matured quite a bit...maybe I have as well. I wish I would have had the opportunity to grow up closely with my family down there, but it didn't happen, and we all move on. I preach to Dawn and China, family is what you make it, I think I need to listen to myself more often.
Week two was Rachel and Andrea from Detroit visiting. I played tour guide/activities coordinator for a few days and the girls loved it. This included an overnight stay to The Adventure Inn in the Amazon Suite. The place was expectedly cheesy, and I would never want to see a black light turned on in there, but we had an overall good time. I still can't believe I showered naked in the Rainforest Shower in front of them. ;) |
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[Aug. 10th, 2005|10:35 pm] |
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You know, sometimes I do these online tests and the results will come back like "Your perfect match is Paris Hilton." Well, no shit. I agree, but that ain't gonna happen any time soon. Others, are dead on, like this one. Thanks Chris.
the Ham
(42% dark, 50% spontaneous, 26% vulgar) | your humor style:
CLEAN | SPONTANEOUS | LIGHT
Your style's goofy, innocent and feel-good. Perfect for parties and for
the dads who chaperone them. You can actually get away with corny
jokes, and I bet your sense of humor is a guilty pleasure for your
friends. People of your type are often the most approachable and
popular people in their circle. Your simple & silly
good-naturedness is immediately recognizable, and it sets you apart in
this sarcastic world.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Will Ferrell - Will Smith |  |
My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 18% on dark | | You scored higher than 81% on spontaneous | | You scored higher than 43% on vulgar |
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[Jun. 14th, 2005|11:44 pm] |
The Silverado and Rocky Mountain indirect teams of Cellular One have converged in Salt Lake City for one last hurrah before we are finally acquired by Alltel, which is slated to close on July 31st, but rumors say that it could be any day.
It's been a little over a year since I started with Cellular One, but I still feel awkward during these meetings. I am the lone employee with the three state territory without any co-workers. Every other state has at least two, if not several reps that are quite close, and meet often, or work in the same building. The small groups of friends are already formed. I am sociable, as are they, but since my interaction with other employees is so entirely minimal in comparison, it's like we're meeting for the first time all over again. The worst part is, I am always the youngest one in the room. I know that is some kind of benefit, considering I am where I am, at a particular age, but it's also something I can't seem to shake. It bothers me, because I don't feel as if I belong with the "big boys."
After our meetings today, we ventured 45 minutes east to Park City, which many of the skiing events were held in the recent winter Olympics in and around Salt Lake. It was quite surprising how green it was. The Salt Lake Metro area has a feeling similar to Reno - high desert - with more moisture, but not much more. However, travel 45 minutes east to Park City, and it's a ski-town, not so much like Tahoe, but a lush green area with new development popping up all over. Our destination, the Park City Mountain Resort. Our mission, to tackle the Alpine Slide and ZipRider. Alpine slide consists of plastic snow sled on wheels with a brake, traveling down the side of a mountain on 1/2 of a concrete culvert pipe. Oddly enough, it is actually fast enough to eject you, and cause injury, as demonstated by my new fellow DAE Chad in Wyoming. The ZipRider was awesome, and although virtually all of our group was terrified to go on this ride, it paled in comparison to the Alpine Slide. Fun, but over in 45 seconds.
In other news, I have recently purchased the domain name justinsxxxpics.com I have no intentions of posting comprismising pics of myself or other nameless people, but I can have fun giving out an email address of justin@justinsxxxpics.com to random people. I am working with my friend Holly to develop the site into a "respectable" blog, at which point, I will relocate once the building has been completed. |
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| The OC |
[Jun. 5th, 2005|05:37 pm] |
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I recently returned home from a quick trip to my first home, Orange County, California. The circumstances of the trip, not so great. My grandfather had passed away somewhat unexpectedly the previous week which created an impromptu family reunion, joining Shore family members from all parts of the country from California to North Carolina.
It's interesting, the Shore family dynamic. The kids were raised well, however, the families don't interact very well. At times, painfully awkward. There aren't any shouting matches or anything, but whispers exchanged in hallways, or after someone leaves a room. Alliances are made amongst the Aunts & Uncles, Cousins, Grandchildren, and slowly breeding into the virgin great-grandchildren. The air has a Survivor-ish feel. "Well she said that you said..." kinda thing going on. So completely different from my mom's side of the family which is so loving, and supportive, and encouraging.
Speaking of my mom's side being so wonderful, three of them actually attended the funeral service for my dad's dad. That's just the kind of people the Guettler's are. That was awesome, considering I found more comfort crying on the shoulder of my cousin and aunt on my mom's side then anyone on my dad's. This was my first funeral I have attended with an open casket, which was extremely difficult. I would prefer to be cremated when I pass, but should that not happen, I definitely do not care for an open casket. Watching my Grandma cry when she went up there nearly killed me.
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As the family parted in a painfully uncomfortable fashion, we returned to my Uncle Pete's house where we were staying with his family. Pete's daughter Stacey was there, the cousin I'm closest to on that side of the family, and we're really not even close. Anyway, as night fell, we ventured out into the night to hit a party or two. The experience was surreal. This was SO an accurate representation the show The OC. Near million dollar homes proliferated with the likes of OC show characters outfitted in their Abercrombie/Surf clothing and matching shaggy hair. I wonder how differently my life would be if I hadn't been uprooted and transplanted in Reno. We all all products of our environment, as least to some degree.
A few pics of Stacey and I last night. |
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[May. 26th, 2005|09:46 pm] |
The problem with small towns is that things aren't open as late as things in the city.
Specifically places that sell contact lens cases.
Unfortunately, some rural locations don't participate in the idea of 24 hour convenience. Thus, you must improvise when in need of such an item.
(Bottle cap for left, coffee creamer for right.)
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In other news, bathroom remodeling has been progressing at a phenomenal rate.
Click here for current progress.
The bathroom is basically completed, just need some finishing work, baseboards, touch up paint. We are having problems with the gasket on the toilet that holds the clean water in the tank, hopefully that will be cleared up tomorrow. ;) |
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[May. 13th, 2005|09:35 am] |
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Your Linguistic Profile:
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15% Dixie |
10% Upper Midwestern |
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[May. 11th, 2005|09:54 pm] |
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This media laden entry is dedicated to my dear friend Holly.
I have never met her, or even spoken to her on the phone, but I've known her for years.
With her help, I have finally seen the white-LED Apple light, and I like it. I finally feel comfortable using this Macintosh operating system. It's not hard, just different when you've grown up in such a PC based world. Prior to having my mac mini, the last Apple built computer I used was in 1985, and it was just green text on a black screen. Don't even think about looking at a photograph. My my, how far we have come in just 20 year. And, my my, how old am I to reminisce about something from twenty years ago. We grow up quickly, don't we?
Anywho, Holly and I had a wonderful four hour instant messenger conversation today in between work reports and such, and had helped me out quite substantially. Thank you my dear friend.
FYI, my AOL IM/iChat name is "ooh ease theice" should you want it.
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In other news, last night China, Dawn, Erin, Nick and I went out for China's birthday. Had dinner at Sushi Club, proceeded to listen to AudioBoxx at the Garage, then went to West 2nd St for karaoke. China has the voice of an angel, but Dawn...sang....Chocolate Salty Balls by Chef from South Park. I haven't laughed so hard, for so long, in the longest time. Truely something to be remembered.
Dawn & China dancing
Since last night ran long, China and I went to Chocolate Bar for dinner/dessert. Dinner for me, a pre-dinner dessert for her. Chocolate fondue. Muy yum. Atomsphere and food quality - awesome. Service - sucked ass. I think the place just opened, as the employees seemed very timid, and lacked confidence. I would recommend it, but still plan to write a letter to the owner regarding the level of service.
My audience, goodnight.
Ooh, and look, bathroom progress! |
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| Stealing from Roslyn |
[May. 1st, 2005|12:44 pm] |
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Stealing from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) roslyn...
1. Things that are Blissful
1.1. Driving with the windows down on a warm, heavily overcast day.
1.2. Slowly taking my time making dinner by myself, with a great bottle of wine, with ambient old French music playing. (Anything with an accordian.)
1.3. A super hot steam shower.
1.4. Viewing violent electrical storms from a covered porch/balcony with a cigarette.
1.5. My lawn, freshly mown. (Freshly mown lawns of others aren't as satisfying.)
2. Word Formations Currently on my Fridge
(I have three sets of Magnetic Poetry on there right now. General, Romance, and Erotic. Things can get weird.)
2.1. That beautiful dandelion feels
happy to rise in the morning
sunlight. (Unknown)
2.2. I loved a woman
The rain stroked her breast bare
Beg to enter
A kiss
Plunge inside her
Feeling; lust romance love
Loud sounds, moans and scream
Shiver throb orgasm
Wild Night (Unknown)
2.3. If a genital could tremble without need and
you are about to come
give her nude cream seed. (Unknown)
2.4. Dark Velvet's
Fierce night
Fever like flutter extacy
Enjoy tremendous love juice
Murmer agony's frantic embrace
Whisper mumer beneath heavy breath
Relax purred gentle winter
3. Movies I have Recently Seen
3.1. National Treasure (With China and Christy. Can't remember the entire story, so, um, not great.)
3.2. The Saw (With Christy. Very good. Awesome ending.)
4. Words written on my kitchen wall
4.1 How about no you drunk fucker! -Billy & Mario
4.2 Bob Saget! (Full house in poker.) - Christy
4.3 Are we there yet? - Christy
4.4 Tiny Bubbles - Unknown.
Well, that occupied part of my morning. Chris and I went to Rum Bullions at the Silvery Legacy last night to hang out with Erin and others. Chris was overly self-complimentary as usual. His attention directed towards the ladies, and their eyes glazed over within minutes. I'd like to counsel him on this behavior, but; 1. I don't like to give advice to people unless they ask for it. and 2. Self-Complimentary is Chris's entire personality. What could he talk about otherwise? Erin's friend Bri was having dramatic bf issues, walking out of the casino, and her intoxicated bf calling her, trying to repair some mendable bridge. I don't think I will ever understand these women that habitually date the stereotypical "asshole"; that have the ability to have a heated arguement in front of a group of people, especially friends. A little docorum can go a long way. Reminds me of a story from when I worked at Sprint. A fellow co-worker kept calling the local jail to inquire about the status of her incarcerated spouse, using her SPEAKERPHONE! Seriously, do you want the ENTIRE office to know your husband is in jail??
In the past two days, my dad and I have made substantial progress towards the completion of my three year bathroom remodeling process. Drywall is up and taped, and tile installing around the rub is half way completed. I am so exicted. Pics to follow soon. |
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[Apr. 27th, 2005|10:21 pm] |
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Remember those personality profile tests you took in middle school to determine what job would suit your personality the best?
In the past few months, I have been debating existing my industry in which I possess seven years of tenure, for something else. Virtually anything else. Some days, I dream of having some virtually mindless job. Like planting flower bulbs, answering phones, or being a witty/charming tour guide for some local thing.
I actually paid tickle.com $12 to quiz me, and tell me what my ideal job should be. I was hoping for something like "Wow, how come I have never thought of that? That makes sense, that sounds like so much fun." After 100+ questions, my most likely match came back as a "Corporate Graphic Designer". wtf? That would be something for Holly. Me? No art skills. I could create names, and taglines all day long, but please, don't expect me to design a logo for your company. I possess absolutely no originality in that area. Close runners up included "Lawyer" - yawn...too much school and personal ethics and Accountant - extra yawn. (Extra No Mames) Something not listed that I have been thinking about is Mortgages. I believe I could be very successful as a Mortgage Loan Officer. Things to consider...things to pursue.
Had an alcohol induced dream last night of being at a party, with my current friends, and all the "popular" people from high school, in a huge hot tub, having a party. Everyone was wearing the same bathing suit, adjusted for their sex. Something in my subconscious regulating equality and conformity? Any suggestions? |
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[Apr. 27th, 2005|09:55 pm] |
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I know. I've been bad.
I haven't updated in a billion days. I sometimes wonder why I blog. Is it for the benefit of myself, or a service to others?
This time last month, I was enjoying day two of my tropical vacation in St Thomas in the Virgin Islands. The weather was gorgeous. Highs of 84, lows of 75. Only a nine degree tempreture difference from the miidle of the night to the hottest part of the day. It was saddening to leave. I remember arriving back home in Reno, walking my bags from baggage claim to exit outside, hearing cold wind howling just outside the exit door, and thinking "I don't know if I'm ready for this just yet." You may view all my pics from my digital camera and camera phone by clicking here.
More recently, this weekend I got myself all excited about a second house purchase. I like to fool around on realtor.com every so often. With the skyrocketing cost of real estate here, the information never ceases to amaze me. So, I found this house within walking distance of my exisiting house. 4 bedrooms, 2 bath, 1700 sq ft for like only 65% of what other homes are going for. I knew a deal this good would be quickly snapped up, so I called the Realtor and hastily applied for another mortgage loan online. This all happening around 10pm Sunday night. I haven't even been inside the house, but was preparing everything just in case I needed to make a quick offer. Monday afternoon I speak with the listing Realtor to find out the house is full of toxic mold, and basicly needs to be gutted to eradicate the mold. I was all molded myself after hearing that news, and sulked around the house for the rest of the afternoon. ;(
Last night was Ryan's birthday. I took Ryan to Starbucks, then to Circus Circus where he and his girlfriend were staying for the night. We went to my favorite Sushi place for dinner, unfortuantely, I didn't have much of an appetite. From Sushi, we headed to Great Basin Brewery for beer, then to Brew Brothers for more beer and music, then I eventually came home.
What's up with these poeple that drive on wide open freeways and highways that haven't learned how to use cruse control? I'll set my speed at say, 77. I'll pass some dude, then he'll pass me, then slow down. I'm still going 77. MAINTAIN YOUR SPEED! It saves gas anyway! And gas, that's a whole other subject. Drill the crap out of Alaska. Make it look like swiss cheese. If we can put a nuclear waste dump within hours of millions of people, we can certainly risk disturbing a few native deer for a few years. You have to disturb the habitat of something no matter where in the world you drill. If you're hardy enough to withstand an Alaskan winter, you can handle a little oil rig nearby.
Lastly, Ryan, Krissy and I went desk shopping for Ryan this afternoon. Our first stop was the JC Penney Outlet. I bought a wonderful table that originally sold for $469 for $49. Has a small scratch in the finish, which can be easily buffed out/refinished. I'm happy to get rid of my bar table and stools that I currently have. They have given me 5 years of faithful service, but it's time for a change.
Goodnight my LiveJournal community, |
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[Mar. 5th, 2005|11:54 am] |
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It is a beautiful late Saturday morning in Sparks today. Not a cloud in the sky, and 56 degrees. And 56 is almost 60, and 60 is almost 70, and 70 is shorts and T-shirt weather. I've been waiting for a day like this for a while to get out and do some yard work. I have a 3ft hole in the middle of my lawn from the sewer line that I still need to fill in. I'm sure there will be a prominent visible scar throughout the summer.
Just got back from Salt Lake City, had work meetings there. I had to give an hour and fifteen presentation on my business plan for the year. I was confident that I wouldn't be able to stretch it out to 15 minutes, but miraculously, I spoke, intelligently, for and entire hour and 15 minutes. I don't know how I did it, but rec'd kudos from the boss and his boss, so I'm happy. Mormons and their alcohol laws, I will never understand those people.
Christy is in Elko for the weekend. I leave for Pahrump tomorrow. Christy leaves for San Diego on Wednesday, and I leave for St Thomas near the end of the month. I won't be seeing much of my good friend this month.
Have fun, and go outside today! |
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[Feb. 20th, 2005|04:32 pm] |
You may not have a clue what you're looking at, so I'll tell you. My dad and I put in the new shiny copper pipe, and the circular black thing is the faucet without the pretty stuff attached until after the drywall, cement board, and tile is done. I'm so happy all the plumbing is finally done, as I can do the rest myself, and will have no excuse to not finish it within the next thirty days.
(I would still be working on it right now, however, the battery in my cordless drill died.)
As this weekend is coming to a close, in reflection, I had a good weekend. I made dinner for China and Chris, visited three bars, had an awesome breakfast at the Black Bear diner, took a much needed nap, went clothes shopping, bought a new comforter set for the bed, cleaned the house, watched ANpeloen Dynamite for the second time, made some progress on the bathroom, and did laundry. It's not terribly exciting, I know, but I like to keep busy on the weekends, otherwise I feel as if it was wasted.
Happy Sunday! |
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[Feb. 13th, 2005|01:31 pm] |
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I spend an insane amount of time on the internet.
I remember a DirecTV DSL commercial from a couple years ago that featured a guy just loving his new high speed connection. He was surfing along when all of a sudden his screen went white, and in a computer voice, the computer announced "You have reached the end of the internet. There is nothing left to see, please go back."
It amazes me, how much content is out there. I tend to research the same things, phones, computer peripherals, and home repair/remodeling info. I seem to never tire. It's quite disappointing when someone asks me what I did the past weekend, and I have to respond "Fucked around on the internet." For the whole weekend? Pretty much. I talked on the phone a little bit too. Quite sad what would happen to my life if the electricity went out for a great deal of time.
I've recently revisited an AutoCAD program I've had for a while, teaching myself how to use it along the way. I've made some tentative remodel plans for my kitchen and master bath. I have no business even thinking about this as I am still plagued by my previous remodeling project that still remains unfinished from almost three years ago. I bought a new faucet for the tub last week, next weekend looks like it's install date with my dad.
In other news, I'm going with Rachel, her sis, and Aunt to St. Thomas near the end of March. I'm excited, as I've never really had a vacation that didn't involve towing a trailer across several states, and a truck/blazer that didn't have mechanical problems along the way. My family vacations entailed my sister and I in the back seat, without A/C in the middle of the summer, me taunting my sister, and getting yelled at for it. The truck or blazer would break down, and my mom pleading that my dad buy a new truck, but him never giving in. Good times. ;)
Although the plane ticket was insanely expensive, it's a gift to myself. I have something to look forward to, not to mention that I get to see Rachel.
I'd like to welcome adamas to my small little group of LJ friends. She claims to have a phone tattooed on her back, and a desire to bear my children. (I learned this via text message to my phone this morning, although it was sent at 2:35am, I didn't hear my phone go off. Alcohol has such wonderful sedative qualities. ;) |
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[Jan. 29th, 2005|01:15 pm] |
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A little background on me, and work, which plays a big role in my life.
I work for a rural wireless phone company that requires me to travel, but I also get to work from my house when not traveling. It's a good trade off...spend days at time working far away from home, then spend days at a time working without leaving home. My closest store is an hour away. I toy with the idea of moving closer to at least one of my stores, but then, I'd be in the country, and lose my "city" life, if you can call it that.
Half an hour away, there's a town called Fernley that I have to drive through to get to my closest store. Because it's out in the sticks, housing is dirt cheap. They have new homes sprouting up all over the place. Yesterday, I stopped by on my way out, and walked through a few models, and found something perfect. 2344 sq ft, 4 bed, 3 bath. This house has TWO master bedrooms, each with it's own bath. The house, perfect. I could sell my house in Sparks, and with the money, have a brand new, bigger house, and a lower payment. Unfortunately, the house would be in Fernley. I can't do it. Maybe if I rented out 3 of the bedrooms to close friends so I wouldn't be all alone, because I know no one in their right mind would be coming out to Fernley to visit my ass. Very sad. I would like my house to burn down, and then with the insurance money, build one of those houses on the lot. My house is in the right place, just not the right house on the lot.
While watching TechTV, I discovered two of the coolest things, ever. Apple's Mac Mini, which sells for 500 beans, and is the size of a DiscMan. An entire freaking computer! When I come across some more money, I think I'll make the mac plunge for the second time. The thing is just too cool.
The other, katinkorea will appreciate, the rest of you will shrug your shoulders, and childclover will be irritated with idea when the money spent could go to a greater good. Cell phones for your pets! Kat, think of the untapped market! We could starts selling again like back in 98 when wireless was really taking off! I love it, this would be something my mom would need for her dog.
Last night, went to the Nugget, watched Midnight Riders play with Chris, Krissy, Christy, Ryan, and Noelle. Learned how to light my hand on fire without burning myself. Spilled candle wax on Chris. Had a good time. Had a way-beyond-midnight snack at Rosie's Cafe, got home a little after 4 this morning. Holly, you need to contact the people at the Nugget and overhaul their web page, this thing seriously needs some work. It looks all cluttered and amateur. |
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[Jan. 19th, 2005|09:21 pm] |
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I called in sick today.
Yesterday, China was over, and were both complaining of a sore throat. Hers went away, mine developed into a cold. I think it's letting up, unlike our fog (not-so-interesting details below). I have spent the day in my terrycloth bathroom China gave me from the Venetian. I had a silk robe, but very chilly in the morning. Just covered the body, didn't hold in any heat. The terrycloth robe...very nice, like being wrapped up in a blanket. So, I called in sick, left a msg on my voice mail having all work people call my boss instead, and have been taking personal calls. I swear, I think Ryan text messaged everyone I know, letting them know I was at home sick. The news of my "illness" spread through the group like wildfire. They all deny this, but I know they're lying. ;) I pulled my phone off it's charger this morning, and it already died. I don't even talk this much at work...and I work for the phone company! And why does everyone suddenly have fun things do to when you're sick, and can't participate? Dawn, Noelle, and Matt all called me separately to do different things tonight. I could have gone, and not been completely miserable...but I wouldn't feel 100% tomorrow driving out to Winnemucca. Plus, I need to be well for this weekend. Kris and I will be going to Sacramento to see old and current friends for the weekend. Should be fun. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2005|10:45 am] |
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My dream activity has increased substantially within the last few months. I was beginning to believe it had some correlation to consumption of alcohol before going to bed; but it doesn't. I don't know if I should go get "checked out" or what. I mean, they're dreams, they're harmless...right?
Last night I dreamt (word?) that I was walking at night through some new housing development that wasn't completed. I was walking in the dirt that was littered with holes and large piles or soil. It was quite dark, and the moon wasn't out, so I had to be extra careful not to fall in some giant hole. My shoes kept filling with soil as I climbed these hills, and barely visible skeletons of homes under construction were the only things within my line of sight. The air was warm.
As I turned a corner, I happened upon a group of undercover police/undercover army/private investigators or something. Two men, one woman, and their black lab. For whatever reason, I stuck up conversation with them, and walked with them. (They had flashlights too.) We come to the end of there road where we are greeted by a 15 year old house. By cutting through the yard, we would have access to another street, a paved street. My new friends go up to the door of this home, as if it were their destination, I follow.
We enter, the house is vacant. Their black lab is running around, sniffing things. The trio begins snooping though the kitchen cabinets, when the woman finds a 1/4 inch layer of solidified grease in the bottom of one of the cabinets. She runs her finger through the nasty stuff, and eats it. I feel sick to my stomach, yet the two men act as if this is nothing out of the ordinary. The woman continues eating the grease, and then begins to cry. She informs the group that someone, many people, 80 to be exact, have died in this house. She states the grease she is eating is from humans. I ponder as to how this woman came to that conclusion other than taste, and that's even too much to think about right now. We explore the house, looking for traces of death, or anything. Eventually, one of the men enters the shower stall, and removes the drain cover. He shines his flashlight to discover there is no drain pipe, and the shower just drains under the house. The two men somehow pull up the shower floor to reveal what appears to be a huge home-made blender blade. Some kind of large motor that spins a bicycle tire, and knives and other sharp instruments are attached to it. The smell of rotting meat is overwhelming. It appears as if this "killer" has used his shower drain as some kind of garbage disposal for body parts.
The rest of the details of this dream are very foggy. I remember the killer somehow discovers us, and stalks the woman, but never harms her. Anyone care to take a stab at the meaning of this dream? |
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[Jan. 16th, 2005|12:50 pm] |
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Katie, you suck for not calling me when you were in Vegas. I might have to stop by and beat you in person. |
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[Jan. 16th, 2005|12:44 pm] |
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It's been a couple weeks now since the new year, and we still have well over a foot of snow on the ground.
I really dislike snow. I mean, I like it when it first arrives, but then I want it to go away. I wish it would warm up to like 60 degrees for a few hours and melt it all away...but then there would be flooding...and that seems less favorable.
Went to see AudioBoxx at Brew Brothers for the second time this week. Went with China, and Kris Sorensen showed up. It was freakin' hilarious, I have never seen Kris this trashed; ever. He was all into China, but kept calling her Chocolate. That combined with being overly touchy-feely wasn't helping. Most of my female friends would love the opportunity to rape Kris, but not China. Not last night.
My company announced on Monday that we are being acquired by Alltel, another wireless carrier that also provides residential phone service, long distance, and dsl in the southeast united states. After the acquisition is complete, and the companies are combined, well will be branded as Alltel, and be the 5th largest wireless provider in the US after Cingular, Verizon, Sprint-Nextel, and T-Mobile. Some jobs will be lost from our corporate office, we don't need two IT departments for example, however, I am, or should I say, I feel, quite secure. They don't have anyone in the west. Also, if we stay on through July, we get a $3,000 bonus, and should our jobs be eliminated, we get 3 months of severance. Works well either way.
Well my peeps, all 4 of you that read this, have a good Sunday. Clean the house and be productive; or at least that's what I'll try to be doing. ;) |
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