like murpheys law but not

so at work i sometimes find myself in the enviable position of being the one doing Gel. and i get to cut it and file it and put it into frames and arrange it in piles and manipulate it in other ways like rolling little pokey device over it to punch lines of holes, and communing with living scrollers to change the gel ribbon things ....... and you know i like manipulating things. an 8 hour day never went by so fast.
where was i going with this you ask?
so framing up zip strip gels i have 4 colors and 5 strips with 20 cells each. hurr. so i grab a fist full of frames and pull from a pile on the work bench and i have enough frames in my pile to frame up 3 of the colors and there are 2 frames left. and i go to grab another fist full and i finish the 4th color and its back down to the exact same 2 frames, left lonesome a second time.
it pleases me when i manage to grab exactly the right number to finish a set, but i think this pleased me a little more, that it worked that way, the same 2 frames being extra twice. hah.

oh. my sad little life.
in other news? the 4 colors in order were L161, 316X, 318X, and L201
jerk. (also? boring. but i said that about enchanted april and i ended up being enchanted anyways....)
one day i hope to be able to blast thru a whole groundrow drop without realizing that i get the cell placement wrong on like the second color. and then i have to go back and move them all over one as i put the next color in, when it goes behind in sequence physically but not consecutively. meh?
ya know? ya know?!

the things we miss

ive been taking some excellent pictures lately.
and i have been leaving my camera cable at home.
so when i am out where there is internet? i cant put them out there for you to see.
i need to get it together.
sorry.

also? i guess i just accepted an invitation to go sit in a hot tub with some of the guys from the band, and my fellow spot op. i dont know why this makes me a little squicky* but i think its the proximity to coworkers in what is essentially our underwear.
but i am so sore and in need of a hot soak that i'm seriously considering it.

* the spell check did not even blink at my use of squicky. oh 2008 the year of hugely expanded common usage of the urban lexicon.

it's not second act without blueberries.

it was sleep all day and make breakfast today. i made ginger cornmeal pancakes and they were weird and awesome. and then i slept more and took a shower.
that was it.
now i'm at work and later i will be hanging out with brian possibly.
um.
i am very exciting.
last night i made gingerbread lobsters and they were also awesome.

how i spend my time

yesterday i worked in the morning
and then i went to home depot and target to make some purchases to maintain my life's normal functioning order. that is to say, toothpaste, laundry soap, trash cans, a bottle of floor cleaner, a small broom..
now i need a small rag mop and i'll be set.
also, molasses and shortening. and rice, which i am almost out of.
and as i'm finishing cleaning the house and arranging the trash cans under the kitchen counter i am thinking about the bathroom and putting the towel tower thing in there.
so i buzz w. and he comes by as i'm sopping up mop water with a towel (the crummy sponge one is crummy.) and we head out in the car.
we hang out at his place for a while, i always find myself drawn to lay on my back on the red carpet under the silks which is so tempting. till i was overcome with hunger
and we went back to my place, getting a speeding ticket on the way,
and i made rice and we ate oranges and pita bread
and he was in the middle of a few days of a vow of silence
and we spent something like 12 hours hanging out and making food and not speaking,
he played with the banjo and i folded some laundry and we petted the cats and i studied his fingernails and he drew in his sketchbook and i made a cheesecake .
and in the morning i ate some cheesecake and showered and pulled my shoes on and left for work and

and i worked with D. and c. and j. and b. and c. and me and dan stood up rebar cactuses and carted them around and repaired a string of twinkle lights and it wasn't too bad of a time and i went home
and got on my bike and went to the cafe and drank some coffee and admired m's nice facial hair and B. came in for a minute and chatted and left
and then i left to meet mom at my place where she was going to pick up the latest stamp and pick me up to meet dad for sushi. and we had sushi and a talk and it was nice and she drove thru sonic on the way back for milkshakes.
and charlotte came over and we held down Ivy to cut the matts out of her fur. and hung around and talked
and brian came over and charlotte left and brian and i played soul caliber and zoned for a while before he left
and now ive set the laundry slaves to doing laundry and ive set the vacuuming slave to vacuuming
and i'm dreaming up a thing to build that i can put my mattress on top of that will have big long drawers where i can put things.
also i want to build casters onto my dressers so i can move without emptying them and i can rearrange and clean behind things at will.
and now the cats have piled onto me and its sleeping time.

to the people i yelled at

you were touching my bike. i'm sorry i came off as unfriendly. you say you have one so you know how important it is to me. now i'm wondering how often people touch my bike when i don't happen to be walking up to it. if i saw a bike that pretty parked somewhere i would probably stop and talk to it but. you know.
sorry.

own it.

something that has been irking me:
using your perception of my needs as an excuse for your poor behavior.

case 1.
"it seems like you would be happier without a roommate."
... yes. i would be happier without a roommate. most people would. but that is not a good reason to give the person you are leaving in financial turmoil because you want to fully embrace your new lifestyle as a freeloading 'artist'. ugh.


case 2.
"you did say you wanted me to date other people so i would leave you alone."
... Yes again, i did say that. but there are two flaws with this. how does this new girl feel about that? i bet it doesn't feel good to discover she's a rebound, and solely at old girlfriend's request. and two, leave me alone, as in, stop creeping around my house uninvited. not being a sullen jerk to me at work while being overly friendly and chatty with our other coworkers.

and now for something different, a poor quality picture of my opening night dress-up. trust me, i was adorable.

A New Hope?

i had a delightful day so far, i slept in, made blueberry pancakes, moved the two hibiscus back to the front porch so their flowers would open up in the sun. the pancakes were awesome. yes.