Well so last night I found myself bored at 3 am again. Except this time I was at work. I remembered last time I was bored that early in the morning that I took a photo of my desk and labeled everything and people loved it. So I thought � let�s do it again!
Since I have no shame, I am going to let you guys see the inside of this
and for those keeping track - yes I do have more items in the bag than on my desk. And if you questioned my geekiness - here’s proof.
I love my friends. Its 1:45 am and I am at work (still), but I always have my friends to lighten the mood. This Friend Who Shall Remain Nameless (FWSRN) went out and got trashed without me tonight, but in the end… I think I got the better end of the deal.
Sabine : home already?
FWSRN : omg
FWSRN : I think am
FWSRN : abiut `ot die
Sabine : why?
FWSRN : omg
FWSRN : sooooooo
FWSRN : dru jk
Sabine : LOL !!!
FWSRN : lkol
FWSRN : lol
FWSRN : tooooo funnnnnhy
Sabine : oh thats great
Sabine : you don’t have to work tomorrow do you?
FWSRN : Ifdo
FWSRN : lol
Sabine : shit…. you are so screwed
FWSRN : lol,
FWSRN : you hav r now idea
FWSRN : lol
FWSRN : omg
Sabine : now i am thinking i should have gone out with you
FWSRN : lol
FWSRN : LOL
FWSRN : kliik\
FWSRN : =lol
FWSRN : \I neeed to showrer
Sabine : and sleep
FWSRN : but I am drunk
Sabine : shower in the morning honey
Sabine : sleep now
FWSRN : makups
FWSRN : have to clean
FWSRN : ,mabe vo mit
FWSRN : prob vomit
Sabine : poor thing
Sabine : but you just go to sleep maybe you can sleep thru it
FWSRN : omg
FWSRN : I need to vomit
Sabine : I am so going to blog about this…
FWSRN has signed out. (12/31/2004 1:43 AM)
Sabine : love you. mean it.
I love my friends.
They finally released it. The grown up version of mine. (Must wipe drool off the monitor.)
Can I justify spending $4500 on a camera and new lenses? Yeah – I didn’t think so either. Hopefully this will at least bring down the price of the S2. How about we do a Kingdom Fundraiser and get Sabine a new camera? The S2 supports a sport lenses that would be great for Tourneys…
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cause this morning, when my cop pulled me over instead of a ticket I got this –
and this
Now I since I hid my relationship skills in a closet a long time ago, I’m not sure but I think the term for this is romantic.
Oh and the top pic – they may look like Irises (which happen to be one of my favorite flowers), but they aren’t… they are roses (which happen to be one of my least favorite flowers) because he said that his Mother would kill him if he bought anything but roses for a woman. So these are my roses. Like them? They’re red.
And the bottom pic – that’s the drink he picked up for me at Starbucks. And he got the order right. And he even remembered my tall straw. (or my barista helped the guy out… I’ll have to ask tomorrow.) And I think this means that I may have to marry him instead of Hannibal.
Ok something is screwy here�. I am positive that I didn�t choose this week to host the pit of hell. I would have known a long time ago that this would be a very very bad week to have all my shit go missing. I really think it�s supposed to be Val�s week to host it. That way if anything goes wrong while getting ready for his New Year�s Eve party he has an out. �Well we WERE going to have Champagne but the bottomless pit of hell swallowed the island in our Kitchen.�
So far this week I have lost my keys (twice), a pair of pants (that magically reappeared in the laundry basket I had already searched), a pair of shoes (SHOES! Items that never get past the foyer!), my hairbrush (How can you lose a hairbrush? You pick it up off the counter, you brush your hair, you place it back on the counter.), my corkscrew (?!!?!?!), and Philip�s Christmas Present (don�t panic � the toy has been found).
And just now I went to pull out my wallet from my purse within the purse, not there. WTF? My wallet never leaves the purse within the purse! Now I can�t buy my book! Damn it!
(If anyone is feeling benevolent, and wants to buy Sabine her book, so she doesn�t have to wait till she gets home and wrestles her wallet away from the hell troll who stole it, she would more than willing to give you the $4.80 in cash.)
UPDATE!! - Rix bought me my book. She loves me!
And as soon as I find where the pit of hell is hiding, Val is getting a special delivery.
But what would you wear if … oh say… hypothetically, you had a date on Wednesday night with the cop who pulled you over for speeding Wednesday morning?
And hypothetically speaking if a cop had pulled you over on Wednesday morning and then you spent a hour and a half with him in Starbucks, causing you to be a hour late to your Wednesday morning meeting, would Wednesday night’s hypothetical dinner be a second date?
And paying for an officer’s coffee while in uniform - that isn’t like considered a bribe or anything, right?
Inquiring minds need to know this… hypothetically of course.
I don’t know who all is keeping track of the weasel but it looks like he has found new prey.
and Surprise Surprise - she’s 15.
Well let’s see the evening hours started out quite pissy. Our migration at work isn’t going as planned and by 8:00 PM I told everyone to go home and get their asses heads in the game before we try this again (tonight).
Once home, I took a hot bath and ate my (free) tiramisu with a wonderful Cassis wine. Put off working on the damn Newsletter (that felt good). Spent my Amazon Gift Certificate (How in the hell can I spend so much on junk books?) Had a wonderful conversation with a friend in Trimaris (He can always be counted on when I am stressed). Then late in the night I talked (gossiped) with Philip about the people (idiots) in our lives.
Philip also taught me a kinky nifty new party trick. Too bad there is no way in hell I would ever be drunk enough to actually perform said party trick at a party.
Now I go back to patiently trying to figure out if today is a good cleavage day tapping my fingers waiting for the magical email from Val…
I must be very transparent. Yesterday 2 different people who don’t know me commented on how stressed I looked. Now in all fairness, these people walk a very fine line on the “whole not knowing me” thing. I guess technically they do “know me” at least well enough to remember my name (and is it a bad thing that my barista knows me only by my SCA name? or that he knows that my assistant’s nickname is Farmer Jack?), and well enough for me to claim them as mine.
So yesterday first, MY barista at Starbucks knew I was having a tough day from the moment I walked in the door. He knew this because I not only was late but I looked more worn out than I normally do on a Monday (thanks). So when he slid me my drink… he slid me 2 cups and he winked at me! (Which would have been cute but I have issues with barely 18 year olds winking at anyone not still in high school) He proceeded to whisper that Starbucks had a new beverage coming out in 2 weeks and he wasn’t supposed to being handing out samples till next week but I looked like I needed it. It was wonderfully delicious, and I think I may have promised to marry the barista.
My Therapist wears a Starbucks apron.
Then last night, I swung by my second most frequented retail establishment – Whole Foods, to grab dinner. While I stood and debated the Pasta vs. Sushi dilemma, MY clerk approached me to see what was wrong. I looked “stressed” and he thought what I was looking for was missing. He informed me that there was more of MY Special Spicy Tuna in the back if there wasn’t any left. When I told him it wasn’t the food just a bad day he immediately rushed across to the bakery to scoop up a slice of tiramisu and pronounced it “on the house”! He also walked around the store with me while I made my other purchases and bitched about my day.
My Therapist wears a Whole Foods apron.
These 2 encounters made my day (the evening hours are another story entirely). It reminded me of the days when I used to live in the Strip District of Pittsburgh. The strip was like its own little world. The food you could find there was amazing and the variety couldn’t be beat. But the people are what keeps the area thriving. Everyone knew my name. Everyone knew what I liked. My order was placed for me when I walked in the door. When stores got something in that they knew I would love they saved it for me. And when I loved it and couldn’t afford it on my college salary, they worked with me. Damn I miss that place…
Today, Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Few things are more frustrating than, having worked hard to organize your life, being forced to make changes. However, the issues triggered by the recent Full Moon made it clear that things can’t remain as they are. Since yet more unexpected twists are coming, any further changes as best regarded as tentative.
I have to make changes? Now if they could only be a bit more specific! Like give me a give a when, who, or why. The least they could do is give me a “what”. As in WTF? Damn you stars! Damn you all to Hell!
Until further notice assume that all plans are soft until you receive confirmation from Sabine thirty minutes beforehand.
(and that was 2 movie quotes in one post! How do you like them apples? THREE!!!)
Starbuck’s has done it again… OMG (I love my barista!)
I just tried this. I will never drink hot chocolate again. From here on out, all powdered hot chocolate mixes will taste like shit. It really is a cup of melted chocolate.
Can I lick my cup? Is that PC for an office environment?
I look back on 2004 and think of the things I wanted to accomplish and I think I deserve a big cookie. My goals were basically to get to a better place in life. Work, Friends, Love, and Health.
And despite the Health aspect (which is kinda out of my hands anyway), I think I am pretty damn happy with the current path of my life.
So that brings me to 2005 and what I want to accomplish.
I have 4 goals in the New Year. This year they are specific and fun. And one of them will make the lot of you extremely happy.
1 – Dive Dinner Club: I have said for awhile that I wanted to start this – so in January it begins. More info to follow.
2 – Daily Photos: I really want to get back on the bandwagon with the daily photos as well since I got sick it never really got off the ground. I will get better I promise.
3 – 100 Movies: (Am I really doing this?) So in an effort to appease my friends… I challenged myself to 100 movies in 2005. I haven’t really ironed out what my rules are going be but I will keep track of them on Yahoo. Sabine’s 100 Movies in 2005
4 – Scholarly Paper: I want to write a scholarly paper to enter in a yet undetermined A&S competition in 2005. In talking with Philip I have a few ideas for a topic. It should be interesting. Especially with Master White looking over my shoulder.
So there they are. My goals. It should be a fun year.
I am home and tomorrow it is back to work. Ho-Hum
Christmas with the family wasn’t as bad as it could have been. I have a feeling that Grandmother knew that this was a kinda last shot for me. I have been miserable at the past few years worth of family gatherings and was ready to give up on the whole horde. But at least after the past few days I am willing to work with them a bit more.
I found out from Maria that Grandmother purposely kept the invite list small this year, and that she was trying to make it extra special. I know she will catch some flack about it from the ones that were told to stay home, but hell she’s Grandmother she can do what she wants.
The house was gorgeous this year. The decorators really outdid themselves. Or maybe I just really liked it cause they went with purples and silvers this year. Christmas Dinner was phenomenal! The sushi was fresh and delicious and I heard that the steaks were great as well. With that we had: Shumai (Dumplings), Kamo Tsuyani (Roasted Duck in a Teriyaki Sauce), Hiya Yakko (tofu in a sesame sauce), Suno Mono (a cold seafood salad), and Osumashi Soup (like Miso Soup but with a fish broth base).
But the highlight was dessert. Maria outdid herself. Two fountains of chocolate! One white chocolate with Amaretto and the other milk chocolate with Grand Mariner. Then all the fruits and cakes to dip in the fountains. I am proud to say that my family demolished 38 POUNDS!!! of chocolate in one night!
The gifts this year were good as well. Lots of gift cards! New clothes, music, DVDs, smell good stuff, iPod stuff. And of course 6 new purses. Mom sent a gift card to buy a new cell phone… I picked one out and it should be here by the end of the week.
Now I enter the week from work hell. This is the week that we move from our server system to a mainframe system. (I know I know – Don’t Ask.) I have been informed that our chances of pulling it off smoothly are about 28%. At least they aren’t lying to me this time, but I didn’t like what I heard. Either way I don’t expect to get much sleep this week.
Craving sushi again…
Still at *gulp* Family Christmas. It�s small this year. Only about 215 people, that�s almost at a level Sabine can manage. Almost.I will say that at least my family knows how to eat. Lunch was a traditional Vietnamese feast. But I could not stuff myself as much as I wanted to, why? Cause Grandmother has something special for tonight�s dinner. She brought in a special staff of Sushi chefs for dinner. Those who don�t want sushi get Kobe steaks. Not to mention Maria was in the kitchen when I arrived this morning so dessert is guaranteed to be something of monumental proportions.
I will probably crash here tonight. Tomorrow is the annual family pilgrimage to do our day after Christmas Shopping. This is a very important tradition with my family. Quite sometime ago we gave up on buying gifts and started giving everyone gift certificates. Then the day after Christmas we all venture out to find our own damn Christmas presents. We like it � it works for us. But then most believe the entire family is screwed up (me included).
Well it is time for me to stop hiding in my bathroom and go back and join the fray. Wonder how much longer till sushi�
In an effort to fortify myself for Christmas tomorrow with the *gulp* family, I devoted today to myself. I slept in, then went on a mini shopping spree for the items I would need for a perfect evening at home alone.
First to CD Warehouse for new music, then to Bed Bath and Beyond for new sheets, then next door to Pier 1 for candles, then across the street to Bath and Body Works for smell good body stuff, and then onto Barnes and Nobles where I promptly blew entirely too much money on new books. I refrained from going to buy a new purse (which says a lot). My final stop was Whole Foods for sustenance and one very highly anticipated purchase. The sustenance part was sushi, sweets, tea, coffee, and waters. But the highlight of the entire day�s spending was what I saved for last. Lambic is legally available in Texas once again. No more smuggling it in the Beetle from Denver or stashing it in my luggage on my trip back from Florida. I can once again purchase it within sight of my home. Life is good once again.
So now I am at home snuggled on my couch with a bed freshly made waiting for me. The sushi is long gone as are the key lime and white chocolate cookies. Music is playing and I am 227 pages into a new book. I am well into my 2nd bottle of Lambic, and just about ready for my bubble bath. Then I will crawl into bed and hope that tomorrow isn�t the nightmare I know it will end up being.
So now I leave all of you to your evening. I hope your Christmas Eve is as wonderful as mine.
Off to ponder the time vs. frequency domain dilemma (one of these days I�ll get it right) of my tracking system�s control module�
Sabine is in love.
And not just any love, like love love. Like “I’d have his babies” love.
This is the man.
His name is Hannibal King. Now I know, I know what some of you will say. You will say that I can’t fall in love with a movie character. But I can, really. He’s perfect for me. He’s tall and lanky. He has facial hair. But most importantly he is the biggest smart ass in the movie. After 5 minutes on the screen, you could hear Colete saying “Its Sabine’s perfect man!”
Now I will admit that there are a few issues here, mainly his name. Out of all the things I could be screaming out in the throes of passion, “Hannibal” not top on my list. But then, at least it isn’t Neil. Then there is that whole he only exists in a movie thing. I am sure however that our love for each other will prevail. Love does conquer all.
Off to plan our babies names…
