Old Lady

I went home to switch cars with my mom. I brought my newest hobby with me, which is knitting. I was sitting there in my green sweater, knitting telling her how I joined a bowling league. She said I was turning into an old woman and I was doing "Wisconsin" things. Holla.

So let me tell you why I had to switch cars. The car I borrowed from my mom (because the other car needed to get fixed because it was making loud noises as I drove) has problems starting. On special occasions, specifically the occasions I want to go somewhere special, the car would decide not to start. I have a special connection with cars. The connection is not a positive one, it is more negative, in the sense that cars hate me. Lets hope the car problems seize and desist for awhile.

It's official, for about the fourth time.

My wiscmail account has finally closed. I am no longer considered a student at UW. What am I to do? Oh, maybe I can use those four other email accounts I have.

RIP hmlafave@wisc.edu

"Saying 'I'm Sorry' is the same as saying 'I apologize.' Except at a funeral." -Demetri Martin

It's a tad nippy

I finally turned my thermostat up to about 65 degrees. Before today, I didn't even turn it on. Living in an apartment complex, you are almost blanketed with the other's heat. Maybe I am just cold because I am starting to feel sick. I am usually a true Wisconsinite in that I can handle extreme weather changes, because weather can change at a drop of a hat here.

I have been eating grilled cheese sandwiches like a maniac. I actually went through a loaf of bread on my own, with making them. Maybe because they are cheap and easy to make, or maybe because I am going through a nostalgic part of my life, but I seriously cannot get enough of them.

So, I started a profile with myspace. I don't really know why I did, maybe because I was bored and had nothing else to do. (Really not having cable has increased my internet time by 2000, this was a completely random number by the way). Anywho, in my people search I came across the profile of Jason Hammel, who is the drummer for Mates of State. In it, he put down his religious affiliation as Scientology. I literally groaned when I read it. As bad as it may sound, "my opinion of someone goes down once I find out they are a Scientologist." I quote this, because I highly believe that this phrase is taken word for word from a conversation I have had with CM, who was the one originated it. (I want to give credit where credit is due.) I almost hate myself for saying that, because I believe that people should practice whatever religion they want without criticism, but then I remember how crazy Scientology is. Oh crap...are they going to come after me and sue now?

Speaking of crazy, those wacky Jacksons are up to it again. Janet Jackson, supposedly has a secret 18 year-old daughter from her first marriage. Now if this is true, I have to give mad props to Janet for keeping yet another major thing a secret for so long (the first being her second marriage). What I find weird, is the alleged daughter's name is the same as Janet's second husband. Hmmm......

These posts are actually about things that happened awhile ago but I was too busy, or tired to write about them at the time...

Alright...So two Mondays ago, I woke up in the morning. Performed my normal routine, a little slowly, unfortunately. I tried making myself some coffee with my own coffee-maker, but realize that I have lost my lid for the pot. This means that I have to press the little knob (that releases the coffee) thing manually since the lid would have done it for me, if I had it. I get my coffee into my travel mug successfully, but I can't find the lid to that. In my frantic search to find it, I knock over my mug....Coffee everywhere. Because I didn't want stains and the stench of coffee everywhere, I cleaned it up. So I grabbed my potato salad I had made for the office potluck (heh, I have office potlucks) and vanilla flavored liquid coffee creamer I bought especially for myself to use for my morning coffee, which I get from work. As I get to the car, IT WON'T START. I almost cry, but instead call AAA instead. The come 45 minutes later, which makes me about 45 minutes late for work. As I get to work I realize that I spilled the coffee creamer, all over my front seat. Oh wait, it's not done yet...I try to get the ignition to off, it won't go all the way. So I attempt to start the car again, nope...it's dead again. Lucky for me, this was the end of a pretty bad day. (For those who are wondering, I got the car to turn off all the way, and a co-worker drove me to an auto parts store to buy a new battery and now everything is swell).

Last week, I forget which day, I actually looked into the mirror and thought "Dang, I look good!" This is significant because rarely do I feel that I look good. I think it was my outfit which black and fitted from head to toe. It actually did slim me down. Whoever says that black is not slimming is crazy. My hair looked good too, because it was really sleek that day, length-wise it is getting long too (the ends are to my chesticles). I can't remember when it was this long I do know that it has been shorter than shoulder length since I was a senior in high school.

One of these guys I know once said that girls are only attracted to guys that are unattainable: AKA gay or has a girlfriend/fiancee/wife. I really disagree with this. However it is true it is unfortunate for me because the only guys that tell me I am beautiful/pretty/attractive/awesome fall in this category.

Saturday (which is October 22nd NATIONAL MAKE A DIFFERENCE DAY), Public Allies is having an Options Fair for high school students. I am keeping my fingers crossed that this doesn't go down as the worst Service Day project in all Public Allies history.

Just some random thoughts

I saw Clinton this morning on Today this morning and he was speaking about the people in New Orleans. I noticed that he was wearing Mardi Gras beads. I immediately thought in my head, with a childish giggle...oooOOOooo I wonder how he got those beads.

While I was on the phone at work (with a potential resource I could use to run a presentation) I asked her "So what exactly is it that you do do?" Once again childish giggle, but only inside my head...because I am mature.

I hate it this time of year. I am rarely outside, due in great part to school, or this year, work. So the result is, what little tan I did have, is slowly fading away. I usually end up getting this weird grayish color. Yeah, it's now slowly getting to that familiar grey color. I try to become very friendly with lotion around this time.

In the past two days it has been ungodly warm. In the 80's to be exact. Ummmm, it's October....in WISCONSIN! Not that I am sad about it, it just makes me mad because it's like a big old tease. I will be snapped back to reality when, according to what I believe I heard on the news this morning, it will be lightly snowing by the end of the week. Ah, only in Wisconsin.

Last night's episode of Law and Order SVU was pretty awesome. It was all about a phone call they can't trace coming from a little girl claiming to be sexually assaulted. The whole storyline (if I went into more detail and told all of it) was a little bit highly unlikely. But it still "had me on the edge of my seat." EW, I hate cliches like that but it is true. One major complaint: Where was Stabler? Did I miss this explanation? I miss the prettiness. SVU without Stabler is like a kiss without tongue. Acceptable but not great.

Did you ever notice that what you thought was funny two minutes ago, actually wasn't that funny? Along those lines, I realized that I am not as clever as I thought I was.

I am doing some hella promoting for Public Allies. Every non-profit that I meet through my placements, I mention that I am a Public Ally, and tell the non-profit that they too could have an Ally. I most say, I have been getting positive reactions.

Less than a year ago I was saying how I thought Neighborhood Watches don't work...and now I am trying to set one up for my placement. Hehe, lets see how it goes.

I am listing to them right now so it reminded me of this story. This band, in which I kind of knew the lead singer while in college, Big Big Furnace had this song called "All My Friends" or something like that. It is basically a list of names, song to music. I remember him (meaning the lead singer) telling me that some names were just people he met, but they happened to fit into the song. Heh, that would make people thinking the song was sweet think again.

I almost had a heart attack when I read this one for two reasons: it truly shocked/disgusted me, and I was shocked that I cared. Ok here it goes....Katie Holmes and Tom Cruise are having a child together. That's right a little baby "TomKat." I thought Tom Cruise was allegedly sterile. It makes me sick. In the news they should just title it, "HEY! Look at us! Remember...we are seeing each other. Please let us be in the news again." Ah, I am a sucker for celebrity news.

What a peculiar night...

So Friday after our training day, or whatever you want to call it, some of my co-workers and I decided to go to a happy hour at some bar call Texture. One of the guys that comes in my car has a big pot of leftover eggs that he cooked as a snack for everyone. He sticks it in the trunk, thinking he will take it out before he leave each other. Once we get to the bar, we find out that not only do they have $3 martinis (our reason for going) but they have OPEN BAR for tap and rails. Holy crap. Now, I was DD, so it sucked for me but everyone else took full advantage of the deal. It was fun watching everyone getting tipsy. Anyway, everyone that came to the bar in my car started to leave with friends that they had called to join us. The guy with the eggs did not take them with him, because he was so drunk he failed to mention to me he was leaving. I spent the rest of the night talking with a boyfriend of one of my co-workers (who was awesome by the way and invited me to his going away party).

The next afternoon I took the eggs out of my trunk, because I didn't want them to fester. I was dumping them into my garbage, as I was throwing up from the smell. I was even nice enough to clean out the pot. I then called him to see if he wanted me to drop it off. He said yes and told me to meet him at a bar (it is 3ish). I met him and his friend there and had what was called a bloody beer (bloody mary mix with Blatz, I believe). While I was there I kept on looking at the bartender, swearing to God that he looked like the lead singer from The Promise Ring (now that I think about it, I don't know if there needs to be a "THE"). My co-worker invites me to a party that night and I leave.

We meet up again at the same bar later that night. I have CM with me. The party is above this cool antique shop and it is an awesome New York looking loft. The band (still don't know their name) was a surf rock band which I enjoyed a lot. The attendees were all rockabilly-esque and slightly older than me. CM and I stood out like sore-thumbs. For the first part of the party we mostly spoke to each other or to the guy that invited us.

(NOTE HERE: In one of my conversations with him, I ask him if he knew the name of the bartender at that bar. He said that he and his friend call him Cal, because of his hat. I tell him who I think he is. He makes a slight face, not a Promise Ring fan, but he knew the guy used to be in a band. Knowing the PR is from Milwaukee, I am convinced it is him).

As it got later into the night more people started to talk with us. There was the one guy that we swear was faking an Irish accent. There was one guy in the band that said something about us sitting in one spot by ourselves a lot OUCH! But the most awesome part of the night was when we met this guitar teacher who called us angels. This is the second time in a three weeks that someone called me an angel or angelic. My family and close friends would laugh at that. But what really won this guy over was when CM said she wanted to go to Vet School. Seriously...this guy fell in love. Luckily, we got CM out of the situation by leaving to a new destination.

Same guy that invited me there said that he and his friends were going to a new bar. He asked if it was ok if it was a lesbian bar. I said I didn't care. He said I would like it because everyone is really friendly there and it is really laid back. The second I step in there and ask the bartender, "Could I please get a water?", her immediate response is, "I don't know can you?" Without looking at me and walking by without stopping. I gave her an evil eye. I was in a bad mood from that point on and left soon after.

Overall good night. Good times. More stories for CM and Holland to tell everyone else to prove that we are not antisocial.

I'm Back!!!

Hey everybody. It's me...in Milwaukee. I started my "job" part of Public Allies last week Wednesday. Everything is going good. I am getting to know my fellow Allies better and they are all cool. I know there is more to talk about but I can't really think of anything of interest. I will be keeping more updates know that I finally have internet connection. Well, I am off to find something constructive to do. Until later.