This is my life and musings and whatever else I decide to write about in a day.
Pure Imitation Maranie
Saturday, December 15, 2001
So here I am in Toledo, on Carlos's computer. Amazing how Jason and Los were too exhausted to do anything until Magic came up. *sigh*So now they're trying to make the crappiest decks ever and play them against one another. I'm drinking a beer. That's about all I can do at the moment; too late for new plans.
At least Carlos liked the first Christmas gift from us; it's a plastic blowdart gun. He's already shot at his kitchen cabinets and the wall, and managed to murder some envelopes. He has two gifts from us and hasn't opened the other one yet.
I'm drinking a beer right now but there's only one other one left. I'm looking forward to serious alcohol consumption tomorrow night with Jason and Chip; I'm hoping Jason can be des driver. Should be a good time. Too bad Kopi couldn't join us, and Blevins won't be here til Monday. That would've made it a party.
I might sneak out the door and have a cigarette; with the beer, perhaps I can mock the bar experience I so craved tonight while they play Magic.
posted by Maranie on 12/15/2001 12:12:00 AM
Friday, December 14, 2001
First off, yay me! I got that job I wanted, the one I was waiting for the call back. I'm psyched and nervous all at once. I start on Monday.The bad news is that I wanted to add a "leave a comment" option after each post, but BlogBack is unavailable now. They send you to Snorland, which waits until you've installed the damn thing to leave this message:
"Important Notice: All scripts that were running on Snorland are no long available due to them using large amounts of server resources - because of high levels of traffic. Sorry for any inconvenience, but I have no control over this matter."
So much for that idea. :-P
posted by Maranie on 12/14/2001 12:51:00 AM
Thursday, December 13, 2001
So tonight Jason and I met up with Darren and this girl he's seeing, Sue.We saw "Ocean's 11," which was just great. Jason even liked it, and he can't stand George Clooney. It's very well done. Of course, part of what endeared me to the flick was a cameo by Topher Grace of "That 70's Show," playing himself and sporting a beard. He's so cute.
Then we went to BW3's for beer and conversation. If a good time was not had by all, then one of us is a really good actor. I had lots of fun, drank two very large beers (which Sue paid for - always a good way to endear yourself in a group!) and had much good conversation. I'm tipsy and tired now but don't regret it.
I think things are overall really good now, only better once I have a job again.
(I just realized that the above is really poorly written and probably sounds really dumb, but as Darren would say, "It's stupid o' clock!" I'm drunk, I'm tired, I reek of beer and cigarette smoke and my contacts are drying out. All in all, I'd say I'm quite erudite, given the circumstances. And yes, I know the previous sentence is redundant. Fuck it.)
posted by Maranie on 12/13/2001 02:38:00 AM
Wednesday, December 12, 2001
*sigh*I've gotta stop taking these frigging tests. Here's the latest - what type of cat am I?
Take the What Cat Are You? test by
webkin!Comments:
(1) That photo HAS to be doctored;
(2) Finally, a cat bigger than my own; and
(3) The last test I took said "I am a bit weird" and this one says I'm fat. Time to stop taking these damn things.
posted by Maranie on 12/12/2001 10:02:00 AM
Tuesday, December 11, 2001
Oh bloody hell.I just mailed out a ton of Christmas cards over the weekend. I'm talking about 40 or so. And I'm sending out another 10 today.
My dilemma: I just got a funny e-mail from my friend Carrie in Newport, Kentucky. I cannot remember for the life of me if I sent her a card or not.
I don't remember searching for her address. I don't see it on my list of addresses that were stuck in other people's e-mails. I don't remember what I wrote in the card. I don't even recall writing "Newport, KY" on any envelopes. But she was on our checklist of people to send cards to, and Jason and I did not stop until every person on that list was crossed off. Gabe's address was among those that were stuck in my e-mail; I read it aloud to Jason, who in turn jotted it down on the corresponding envelope. He might have written Carrie's address on her envelope too.
The question is, now what? Do I send her a card and possibly send two, which looks really stupid? Do I e-mail her and say "Hey Carrie, did I forget to send you a Christmas card?" which also looks really stupid? Do I let it slide and possibly not send her a card, which would save face but make me feel really stupid (and sad, 'cas I'd like to wish her a Merry Christmas and such.) Any suggestions? (Dammit I wish I had a "leave a comment" addition on this blog like on Chip's and Kopi's. Chip? Help here? Please?)
And not like I don't have enough shit to stress over already without wondering if I'd sent holiday spirit via snail mail to Carrie. :-P
posted by Maranie on 12/11/2001 12:43:00 PM
Monday, December 10, 2001
OK, so I took yet another one of those online tests and found out what piece of art I am: | If I were a work of art, I would be Pablo Picasso's Three Musicians. I am colourful and provoking, always looking to break out of the mould and to pioneer new ways of doing things. I have a jaunty outlook and although I am a bit weird, most people have some idea what I'm about. Which work of art would you be? The Art Test |
"I am a bit weird." Nice. I wonder how you have to answer that test to end up with "Dogs Playing Poker."
posted by Maranie on 12/10/2001 11:22:00 PM
WHAH.
I spent a minimal amount of time online today, and yet no call from my interview on Friday.
I know, I know, Monday is a bit early for such decisions to come through, but they DID say "early next week" and how much earlier can you get than calling on Monday, eh?
The painful process of waiting to hear whether or not I will be employed again soon is made worse by the fact that I'm the most impatient little bitch you've ever met. ARGH.
posted by Maranie on 12/10/2001 05:06:00 PM
I really hate writing thank-you, follow-up letters to job interviews. I obsess over every friggin' word. I know I have to write the damn thing to get the job but fear that any good impression I've made will disappear if I sound like an idiot on this one piece of paper.
I'm writing that now. Afterwards, I need to get an oil change, send out bills, and read probate code for class tomorrow. Oh yeah, this is gonna be a fun day. :-P
posted by Maranie on 12/10/2001 12:42:00 PM
OK, the tree is up now. It no longer smells musty. All our pretty ornaments are on it, so many this year that I didn't even need to put up my red and gold plastic filler bulbs. I'm really happy with how nice it looks.
I wrapped Jason's Christmas presents today too. Y'know, I'm remembering when Darren and I went shopping for those gifts a few weeks ago how it seemed like we bought so much stuff. We ran around from store to store, mall to mall, doubling back at times. And yet I actually bought so little. I didn't realize it until today. And I got that horrible feeling you get when wrapping a gift, that lingering doubt of "will he actually like this?" I'm feeling that a lot this Christmas with all the stuff I've bought. Keep your fingers crossed.
posted by Maranie on 12/10/2001 01:49:00 AM