- 2 bras
- 1 handy dandy VS bag filled with yummies
- 2 towels
- 2 scarves
- 1 shirt
- 1 cashmere sweater
- 2 awesome gifts for Christmas
Friday, November 26, 2010
Epic Black Friday
What a wonderful and busy Black Friday. I'm not sure that "epic" is the correct word for today - since last year's Black Friday was so much more life changing and I've yet to recover from it - but it was still freaking awesome. Here's my load for the day:
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Twas the night before Thanksgiving...
...and all thru this house, Liz has so much on her mind, it could squash a human-sized mouse. There, I tried to be festive, but I'm not sure it worked. Oh my stars though...it has been quite a last couple of days, so much so that my head hurts.
First of all I would like to gloat a little. Why? Well...I mean, I did survive the biggest blizzard to hit Utah in SEVEN years! That's right, I survived Snowpocalypse 2010, in my own bed, all by myself, WITH electricity. Bam!
Evil man upstairs has YET AGAIN decided that he must have the most optimal parking spot. So yesterday before Snowpocalypse 2010 we had to have a Chinese Fire Drill in the flipping parking lot. It's freezing and the wind is blowing and I'm standing outside DEBATING where I can and can not park my car. Can I really just find a place that doesn't have a psycho in it and park like a NORMAL human being?! Senior Pain In My Rear also took the chance to move this huge block thing so I could only park so close to the house. Maybe I DON'T CARE if there are icicles on my car...unless my gas tank or doors are iced shut. So now I have to park farther away from the house than I'd prefer. I'm really starting to hate him more than before. Also, this morning he WATCHES me struggle to de-ice my car for 20 minutes and doesn't offer to help...and you wonder why he doesn't have a wife (yeah, she left him).
So I'm not going to be going home from Thanksgiving this year and after having filed a complaint to my dad about not being invited to ANY Thanksgiving dinners, I get invitations to three dinners in 24 hours. Now I have food for my own dinner and three invites. Not really sure which dinner(s) I'll be making it to, but at least I'll be fat and sassy.
Also, it seems that people really don't care for the TSA's new body scans or "aggressive" pat downs. I can't say that the pat downs are or are not aggressive because I've not had one, but I'm not sure that this is the brightest idea ever. Yeah, I don't want to blow up on an airplane, but I don't want some strange lady feeling me up either. I guess you have to pick the less of the two evils. But on that topic, some folks protested today at the SLC airport. A lady really taped a sign to her baby that said something to the effect of "TSA Don't Touch My Lunch." That made my day. Another guy tried to go thru security in his swimsuit - they made him put a shirt on. All I really can say about this I learned from Jenn - "Some people's children."
Oh, so I really like this guy...but after the whole Taylor thing, I don't want to rush into a relationship - not that he and I did but still. Back to story / point. I like this guy, but I'm not sure about him sometimes. Why? He seems really interested and then he seems really uninterested. I can't figure him out. I literally tried to talk to him today and for a minute it was like we were really connecting and then it was like I was talking to a cat. Have you ever tried talking to a cat? It looks at you like you're stupid and then continues doing whatever it was doing before you bugged it. What am I supposed to do?! I actually miss the guy and I was really trying to tell him, but now I just feel dumb.
I plan to spend what little time I have to myself tomorrow applying for scholarships. Um, Westminster is expensive and I'm really only taking 4 hours! I really wish I could take MORE classes, but I can't...I have to work. So, if anyone knows of any good grad school scholarships HELP A SISTER OUT! Okay? Okay!
First of all I would like to gloat a little. Why? Well...I mean, I did survive the biggest blizzard to hit Utah in SEVEN years! That's right, I survived Snowpocalypse 2010, in my own bed, all by myself, WITH electricity. Bam!
Evil man upstairs has YET AGAIN decided that he must have the most optimal parking spot. So yesterday before Snowpocalypse 2010 we had to have a Chinese Fire Drill in the flipping parking lot. It's freezing and the wind is blowing and I'm standing outside DEBATING where I can and can not park my car. Can I really just find a place that doesn't have a psycho in it and park like a NORMAL human being?! Senior Pain In My Rear also took the chance to move this huge block thing so I could only park so close to the house. Maybe I DON'T CARE if there are icicles on my car...unless my gas tank or doors are iced shut. So now I have to park farther away from the house than I'd prefer. I'm really starting to hate him more than before. Also, this morning he WATCHES me struggle to de-ice my car for 20 minutes and doesn't offer to help...and you wonder why he doesn't have a wife (yeah, she left him).
So I'm not going to be going home from Thanksgiving this year and after having filed a complaint to my dad about not being invited to ANY Thanksgiving dinners, I get invitations to three dinners in 24 hours. Now I have food for my own dinner and three invites. Not really sure which dinner(s) I'll be making it to, but at least I'll be fat and sassy.
Also, it seems that people really don't care for the TSA's new body scans or "aggressive" pat downs. I can't say that the pat downs are or are not aggressive because I've not had one, but I'm not sure that this is the brightest idea ever. Yeah, I don't want to blow up on an airplane, but I don't want some strange lady feeling me up either. I guess you have to pick the less of the two evils. But on that topic, some folks protested today at the SLC airport. A lady really taped a sign to her baby that said something to the effect of "TSA Don't Touch My Lunch." That made my day. Another guy tried to go thru security in his swimsuit - they made him put a shirt on. All I really can say about this I learned from Jenn - "Some people's children."
Oh, so I really like this guy...but after the whole Taylor thing, I don't want to rush into a relationship - not that he and I did but still. Back to story / point. I like this guy, but I'm not sure about him sometimes. Why? He seems really interested and then he seems really uninterested. I can't figure him out. I literally tried to talk to him today and for a minute it was like we were really connecting and then it was like I was talking to a cat. Have you ever tried talking to a cat? It looks at you like you're stupid and then continues doing whatever it was doing before you bugged it. What am I supposed to do?! I actually miss the guy and I was really trying to tell him, but now I just feel dumb.
I plan to spend what little time I have to myself tomorrow applying for scholarships. Um, Westminster is expensive and I'm really only taking 4 hours! I really wish I could take MORE classes, but I can't...I have to work. So, if anyone knows of any good grad school scholarships HELP A SISTER OUT! Okay? Okay!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
My Neighbor is Crazy
So as many of you *may* know, my neighbor upstairs is crazy. I really think he may be out of his mind - like to the point that his medication for his bi-polar disorder might not be quite as effective as it once use to be - crazy. Now, why would I, the kind, loving, non-judgmental person that I am say such "horrible" things about the man upstairs? Well...I have a laundry list.
So it snowed last night. He has YET TO LEAVE today, yet both times I've had to run outside - once to take a picture and once to the recycle bin (mostly because I was stupid and forgot to multitask) he has scraped the snow off BOTH of his vehicles. Between the first time he cleaned the snow off this morning and this afternoon, it snowed maybe a 1/2 inch.
He's the weird part - only one of the vehicles works well enough to drive on the street. Um, yeah...he has NOTHING to do with his life and he his obsessive compulsive disorder seems to be taking over. He also has to make sure that there is NO snow spots on his windshields.
Yeah, total weirdo.
Also, why I'm on the topic of this crazy guy's car issue. He also has to be parked a certain distance from the side of our house. We *use to* have a small walk-way between the place we parked and the front yard. Now, we don't. He is parked within like 2 inches of the side of the house....like my side of the house. One slip of the break or a slip on ice and my wall is gone! He'll take out half of my apartment. This concerns me.
I guess last on my "complaint" - laundry list for today is the fact that it's a MILLION FREAKING DEGREES in my apartment. Now, I understand that I complain that I'm cold all the time and I like it warm, but this is really all to warm for me. I'd be happy with a nice set temperature around 72-73, but no. The thermostat is set on met chocolate (this isn't a joke). I have a bag of chocolate chips in my cabinet....it's melted. I have a bag of Hersey Kisses leftover from Halloween (please someone eat them) near my TV. They're melting from the heat! My apartment smells like chocolate. It's ridiculous.
Now I'm sure you're thinking "Liz, go turn the heat down!!!" Well I can't. Stupid upstairs has total control over it. Why? Who knows! That's just how Claudine planned it.
Ugh. Why he can't be normal?? I'll just never understand. If anyone would like to be "supportive"I would certainly appreciate it. This guy irritates me beyond belief and today I need a little extra support - so I don't go yell at him.
Love Liz
So it snowed last night. He has YET TO LEAVE today, yet both times I've had to run outside - once to take a picture and once to the recycle bin (mostly because I was stupid and forgot to multitask) he has scraped the snow off BOTH of his vehicles. Between the first time he cleaned the snow off this morning and this afternoon, it snowed maybe a 1/2 inch.
He's the weird part - only one of the vehicles works well enough to drive on the street. Um, yeah...he has NOTHING to do with his life and he his obsessive compulsive disorder seems to be taking over. He also has to make sure that there is NO snow spots on his windshields.
Yeah, total weirdo.
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| Here's my car right after it started snowing last night. |
I guess last on my "complaint" - laundry list for today is the fact that it's a MILLION FREAKING DEGREES in my apartment. Now, I understand that I complain that I'm cold all the time and I like it warm, but this is really all to warm for me. I'd be happy with a nice set temperature around 72-73, but no. The thermostat is set on met chocolate (this isn't a joke). I have a bag of chocolate chips in my cabinet....it's melted. I have a bag of Hersey Kisses leftover from Halloween (please someone eat them) near my TV. They're melting from the heat! My apartment smells like chocolate. It's ridiculous.
Now I'm sure you're thinking "Liz, go turn the heat down!!!" Well I can't. Stupid upstairs has total control over it. Why? Who knows! That's just how Claudine planned it.
Ugh. Why he can't be normal?? I'll just never understand. If anyone would like to be "supportive"I would certainly appreciate it. This guy irritates me beyond belief and today I need a little extra support - so I don't go yell at him.
Love Liz
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