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Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
16 things
1. I have a hard time explaining my job so i settle with "i work in a cube farm." moo
2. i'm always reading. i just finished a book in two days and i'm almost through another one. book suggestions are much appreciated.
3. if i don't get enough alone-time/independence i binge on it for a few days. so if you don't hear from me - that's why. if you do hear from me during that time i'm grouchy. well, depending on who you are and what you want me to do. *wink
4. one of my goals this year is to lose lots of weight. pre-goal is even harder: getting started.
5. i just did something that will help me financially in the long run. i'm terribly excited.
6. people who can't go with the flow try my patience.
7. i can't seem to get enough sleep. i'm chronically tired. i need to exercise more.
8. i have been craving trips to the coast and to go wine tasting. i miss both of these.
9. i was asked recently, "kelly, when did you grow up" but i don't feel grown up...not quite.
10. i love being nostalgic.
11. while riding the bus yesterday and looking out of the window i saw three people in different parts of portland with smiles on their faces and it totally made my day.
12. i have commitment issues.
13. i will garden this year.
14. i smell indian food. mm. i want indian food!
15. when i tell stories from my 20's i would love to re-create some of those times...but i don't have the energy nor the stamina.
16. I still have my wisdom teeth and they're coming out this year. i'm scared! :P
2. i'm always reading. i just finished a book in two days and i'm almost through another one. book suggestions are much appreciated.
3. if i don't get enough alone-time/independence i binge on it for a few days. so if you don't hear from me - that's why. if you do hear from me during that time i'm grouchy. well, depending on who you are and what you want me to do. *wink
4. one of my goals this year is to lose lots of weight. pre-goal is even harder: getting started.
5. i just did something that will help me financially in the long run. i'm terribly excited.
6. people who can't go with the flow try my patience.
7. i can't seem to get enough sleep. i'm chronically tired. i need to exercise more.
8. i have been craving trips to the coast and to go wine tasting. i miss both of these.
9. i was asked recently, "kelly, when did you grow up" but i don't feel grown up...not quite.
10. i love being nostalgic.
11. while riding the bus yesterday and looking out of the window i saw three people in different parts of portland with smiles on their faces and it totally made my day.
12. i have commitment issues.
13. i will garden this year.
14. i smell indian food. mm. i want indian food!
15. when i tell stories from my 20's i would love to re-create some of those times...but i don't have the energy nor the stamina.
16. I still have my wisdom teeth and they're coming out this year. i'm scared! :P
Thursday, January 8, 2009
"the secret"
this was passed around today at work: brilliance
the book review about "the secret" made me laugh out loud like a crazy person. the metal bucket review made me clap my hands.
the book review about "the secret" made me laugh out loud like a crazy person. the metal bucket review made me clap my hands.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
cardboard tree plots
this morning someone emailed a joke about costco selling caskets and i made a few comments which turned into a conversation about cardboard caskets.
i listen to the DIY portland podcast and there was an episode about natural burials that explained alternatives to the usual casket, burial and cremations we have these days. after listening to the podcast i have begun to re-think my desire for a cremation when i die. i think it would be nice to be buried somewhere i could actually contribute to the environment rather than destroying it. these special so-called "natural" cemeteries plant a tree on your plot to aid the decomposition. a tree would be better than a cold, boring headstone. it would be nicer to have something organic and with more personality on top of my dead body. it would say more about me than my name and the dates i was born...and a quote of some kind.
these things could be there too but it's boring by itself. i need some flair of the wooden leafy kind. people are sentimental so if someone wanted to visit where i'm buried they would have somewhere to hang out. maybe have a picnic. maybe a make-out session. maybe a little dancing. dance on my grave! with good music of course.
if i was to be cremated who knows what would happen to my ashes. what if they mix me in with someone else, just for fun. or what if i'm dumped somewhere stupid. or left on a shelf, or in a basement, or in storage, or an attic somewhere.
i'm an atheist who believes the body dies and that's it. i'd like to believe i could contribute to something after i die and if it's to some microbes, little creatures, plants, and other organisms that thrive on dead things i'm all for it.
eat up little bugs!
speculation time. if the energy thing is true and energy passes around and there's some power to it. who knows, i'm open to theory except the heaven and hell/afterlife stuff which seems like a whole lot of hopeful baloney to me. anyway, so the energy thing, if there is truth in it i could be a part of the things growing on top of me. i hope i have a nice view at least. how crappy would it be to be stuck in the tree with nothing to look at other than a wall separating the cemetery from the freeway. wouldn't that be sad, being stuck in a "natural" cemetery that's bordered by freeways and strip malls and cookie-cutter housing developments.
i think i would like to request a redwood tree on my grave. those things are huge and live for hundreds of years and i'm a size queen.
i listen to the DIY portland podcast and there was an episode about natural burials that explained alternatives to the usual casket, burial and cremations we have these days. after listening to the podcast i have begun to re-think my desire for a cremation when i die. i think it would be nice to be buried somewhere i could actually contribute to the environment rather than destroying it. these special so-called "natural" cemeteries plant a tree on your plot to aid the decomposition. a tree would be better than a cold, boring headstone. it would be nicer to have something organic and with more personality on top of my dead body. it would say more about me than my name and the dates i was born...and a quote of some kind.
these things could be there too but it's boring by itself. i need some flair of the wooden leafy kind. people are sentimental so if someone wanted to visit where i'm buried they would have somewhere to hang out. maybe have a picnic. maybe a make-out session. maybe a little dancing. dance on my grave! with good music of course.
if i was to be cremated who knows what would happen to my ashes. what if they mix me in with someone else, just for fun. or what if i'm dumped somewhere stupid. or left on a shelf, or in a basement, or in storage, or an attic somewhere.
i'm an atheist who believes the body dies and that's it. i'd like to believe i could contribute to something after i die and if it's to some microbes, little creatures, plants, and other organisms that thrive on dead things i'm all for it.
eat up little bugs!
speculation time. if the energy thing is true and energy passes around and there's some power to it. who knows, i'm open to theory except the heaven and hell/afterlife stuff which seems like a whole lot of hopeful baloney to me. anyway, so the energy thing, if there is truth in it i could be a part of the things growing on top of me. i hope i have a nice view at least. how crappy would it be to be stuck in the tree with nothing to look at other than a wall separating the cemetery from the freeway. wouldn't that be sad, being stuck in a "natural" cemetery that's bordered by freeways and strip malls and cookie-cutter housing developments.
i think i would like to request a redwood tree on my grave. those things are huge and live for hundreds of years and i'm a size queen.
Friday, January 2, 2009
the grouch
i'm grouchy today. i had nightmares about my dad dying and it kept waking me up in tears. what's that all about.* he did own and operate a successful winery so that was kinda cool but him dying was definitely not cool. neither was my lack of sleep. i woke up and said "what the fuck" out loud and stumbled around the house getting ready for work. i love getting out at 3:30 but getting up earlier to work at 7am is brutal because i'm a big night owl and would rather stay up late than get enough sleep. i have this thing where i don't want to waste my night because that's my time. why go to bed early so you have more time for work? that's silly. so i'm chronically a bit tired but at least i have more time in the evenings to do whatever i want. like play video games! that's great, i sound real responsible and mature. then again there were monster things chasing after my dad in my nightmare so maybe the video games before bed isn't such a great idea.
so my grouchiness. it didn't happen when i went outside and walked around in the slushy wet snow. it didn't happen when i was brushing the snow off my car or when some idiot SUV almost pulled into my car. nope. it wasn't until about an hour into running the morning reports people started bugging me at my desk about a report missing information. which is fine but even after telling them it's not something i did but rather it's something from where i get the reports from; and i don't have contact information and i'm the only one doing this today because my prod support buddies are both out. i hate not being able to make something work especially when these people don't give up complaining about it! arg. even after i told them there's nothing i can do. so on top of being annoyed that my whole routine's been shot this morning i'm frustrated these reports will take me all day to do. ugh. luckily they found someone else to complain to and i'm free. for a couple hours at least.
so what do i do to control this grouchiness? i have been listening to Roxette on my ipod and venting to abigail...and this blog apparently. so far it's helping. i can't wait for this day to be over with. i don't get grouchy or feeling this impatient and frustrated very often so when it hits i can't wait for it to go away. i keep wondering if it's almost that time of the month but no, too early.
oh and look at that. someone else complaining about something not working. great! why's this always happen when i'm all alone. bleh.
*i called my dad this afternoon to make sure he was okay. those kinds of dreams make me paranoid. at least it didn't happen while he was traveling somewhere in the middle east.
so my grouchiness. it didn't happen when i went outside and walked around in the slushy wet snow. it didn't happen when i was brushing the snow off my car or when some idiot SUV almost pulled into my car. nope. it wasn't until about an hour into running the morning reports people started bugging me at my desk about a report missing information. which is fine but even after telling them it's not something i did but rather it's something from where i get the reports from; and i don't have contact information and i'm the only one doing this today because my prod support buddies are both out. i hate not being able to make something work especially when these people don't give up complaining about it! arg. even after i told them there's nothing i can do. so on top of being annoyed that my whole routine's been shot this morning i'm frustrated these reports will take me all day to do. ugh. luckily they found someone else to complain to and i'm free. for a couple hours at least.
so what do i do to control this grouchiness? i have been listening to Roxette on my ipod and venting to abigail...and this blog apparently. so far it's helping. i can't wait for this day to be over with. i don't get grouchy or feeling this impatient and frustrated very often so when it hits i can't wait for it to go away. i keep wondering if it's almost that time of the month but no, too early.
oh and look at that. someone else complaining about something not working. great! why's this always happen when i'm all alone. bleh.
*i called my dad this afternoon to make sure he was okay. those kinds of dreams make me paranoid. at least it didn't happen while he was traveling somewhere in the middle east.
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