Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Family Portrait


With the impending (potential) family drama ahead, I thought I'd give you guys a nice little frame of reference when I discuss the various brothers. Just to help out, I added labels. With arrows. Red arrows. You know, classic Paint style.

(Please note that my husband is the ONLY cute one... I fear for my children. Sister has a daughter who looks exactly like Brother 4. I reiterate: I fear for my children.) Posted by Picasa

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So I have the next three days off to recuperate from the non-Giant Happening at DreamJob. What to do with myself? Of course, the standard answer of porn always applies, but hey, I've got better things to do.

(I know, I heard all the jaws dropping- Me? Have better things to do than porn?? The world is ending!!)

Perhaps boarding, although the fun fall I took over the weekend has me with a left shoulder that makes disconcerting popping noises when I move it a certain way. But hey, it was worth it. Maybe not doing it again too soon, though.

Fuck. I'm really searching for fun stuff to talk about but I'm running on empty. But hey, Sting is really little in real life!

Sunday, January 29, 2006

randomrandomrandom

People who wear real fur smell really, really bad.

Maybe it's the sense-memory I have of the 3rd rate opera singer we knew from church back home... condescending, nouveau riche (but without the money) and an *awful* voice of which she was immensely proud... she always wore her full length fur coat and hot DAMN did she smell bad.


Anyways, yeah. That big event at DreamJob that kept me from posting is finally over... aside from really long hours, it wasn't that bad (even though everyone told me it would be horrendous). I got to see and do a ton of really cool things (which, by the way, if you ever get a chance to see God Grew Tired of Us, DO IT- it was a mind-blowing film).

The only thing that really sucked was driving home last night... the weather was so bad that I had to drive three of my (male) coworkers home as well because they were too scared to drive. The Bronco? No problems. Hot shit.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Ice, Ice, Baby

YAY for my one day off this week! I'm going to a film screening with my friend Meggy tonight, I can't wait! Hm... perhaps also some snowboarding to try out my new snowboarding boots. They have a wonderful fit, but they happen to be an atrocious color... so atrocious that it's called "Vanilla Ice".

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Festering Ass

So I know I'm all busy at work and whatnot, but I had to write down this story before it was lost forever:

Husband and I were eating lunch today at Kneader's when I tried my "Planet Peaches" smoothie... which happened to taste like peach-flavored cough syrup. I made a face and handed it to Husband for him to try. He did and was making his "This tastes like ASS" face when the manager, who had been lurking just outside our periphery, popped his head in front of us and asked how the meal was. I shot a panicked look at Husband, who actually *choked* on the Ass Smoothie before managing to croak out, "Uh... everything's ok!"

If I can get Husband to make another "THIS IS ASS" face, I'll totally post a picture.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Leave of Absence

For certain reasons pertaining to DreamJob, I won't be able to post much until next month (which I'm sorry for and hope isn't the case, but it's better to be cautious, right?). For those of you who know what DreamJob is, this probably makes sense to you. But those of you who don't know what DreamJob is, I've made it extremely easy with that last comment to figure it out.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Loin?

You know I'm tired when I try to type my sign-in name and instead of 'pengalin' I type 'pengaloin'.

But it's ok, since I'm tired from doing BLACK DIAMONDS AND NOT FALLING all morning. Yeah, I'm tired. And happy.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

weather

Big storm tonight! At least a foot of snow! You know what I'm doing tomorrow!

Friday, January 13, 2006

Note to self

One thing I'm working on:

When someone points out a fault, I need to give it fair and just consideration, being honest with myself and giving no excuses... if it really is a fault I have, I need to look at that knowledge as a valuable thing.... I need to appreciate it and know that knowing is half the battle, and knowing my faults empowers me to change them.

Also I need to do more yoga, because it de-stresses me.
If someone gets mad at you for something ridiculous, and you point out all the things you've done for them, and then they say, "You OFFERED that, you can't throw that back in my face!!" ... they should know that they are going to look even more ridiculous.



Today was a hard day.

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Mission Aborted

So I gave up on my quest for cheese sickness, which turned out to be a good thing because I may or may not have the flu... either way I was up all night losing fluids in the most unpleasant ways and now feel the need to electrolyte up. But it's ok since I have the next two days (!) off of work! My DreamJob schedule has become MUCH more dreamy lately, thank you Boss!

Monday, January 09, 2006

On the agenda...

As a result of being bored at work, tonight I am going to see how much cheese I can eat, and then I'm going to see how sick that will make me.

Another stupid boredom activity: looking up information about the lamprey. I succeded in scaring the shit out of myself and will probably have nightmares tonight, for which I apologize in advance, Husband. (In all fairness though, it's just payback for that night you shouted so loud in your sleep that I just about peed myself.)
Ah, school starts again today. School that I'm not going to this semester, bitches!! HA!

Saturday, January 07, 2006

Festy

So we bought Film Festival tickets this morning. We waited in line with what amounted to a Parade of Geniuses... honestly folks, trendy and artsy does *not* make you smart and informed, no matter how often you've been told otherwise. But oh well. Because of work and whatnot we're a bit limited on films, so we're only going to see three.

Films on the agenda:

Friends With Money
God Grew Tired of Us
This Film is Not Yet Rated (which subsequently was bought by a distributor and rated NC-17, haha)

Woo!

Friday, January 06, 2006

Another reason why my husband rocks...

Husband called Brother 4 and told him we're not going to hang out with them tonight because he's taking me out on a date! YAY DATE!!!!!!

Porn, I hardly knew ye.

Well, it looks as if the porn portion of my weekend is going to be postponed for a bit... just got a call from Brother 4... he and his wife are headed down this weekend and in need of a place to stay.

Goodbye, porn. Hello caffeine, which I will need in copious amounts to deal with an evening of game playing and Wife 4 and Sister 1, both of whom are members of the Ultra-Morthodox sect of the Mormon church.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Husband, I will *totally* delete this if you want.

Besides porn, another thing that happens when I get bored: this is Husband, after I attacked his naturally curly head with my flat iron.

(side note: you know it's true love when he actually *let* me do this to him.) Posted by Picasa

Upcoming (from the chairlift four days ago)

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One more thing...

Oh, in addition to porn:

SNOWBOARDING THIS WEEKEND! Anyone in town is welcome to come along. No worries, there will be no porn + snowboarding, as that would lead to my ass being big and red instead of small and white.

!!!!!!!! (yes, I am fond of the exclamation point)

Holy fuckin' shit, I actually have an ENTIRE weekend off from DreamJob and I didn't even have to ask for it!

I suddenly don't know what to do with myself.


Wait... I have the answer: Porn.

A hope for peace...

I've watched the Palestinian/Israeli conflict for years now, especially since the intifada began. Having had both a Palestinian and an Israeli roommate, I've had a chance to look at the picture painted by both and mull it over. There's no doubt it's a situation that goes beyond what the word complicated describes.

I remember my Palestinian roommate six years ago talking about how hated Ariel Sharon was, how he was a criminal, and so on and so forth. I remember my Israeli roommate speaking of how he was a hardliner. That was the first I'd ever heard of him.

I remember thinking, as Israelis forced elections because they were frustrated with their inept Prime Minister, that if the Palestinians didn't take more control of their radical factions and if the bombings continued at the rate they were, that the Palestinians were going to get something very unpleasant... they were going to see a frustrated and scared Israeli public elect Ariel Sharon (the very man that actually sparked the intifada), a man who promised results.

That's what happened. And Israel began striking back, harder than ever. Arafat was confined to his headquarters building, retaliation strikes occurred, targeted assassinations... the works.

But then something strange happened. Somewhere along the line, Sharon actually realized that peace would not be accomplished by simply striking back in a never-ending chain of retaliation. Somewhere along the line, he stopped being a hardliner. Eventually, he became the first Prime Minister *ever* to pull out of Israeli-occupied territory, giving Gaza back to the Palestinians. The Palestinians brokered cease-fire agreements with their militant groups.

To me, who would rather be optimistic, there seemed a small, small possibility of someday reaching peace... someday reaching a compromise between two groups whose hatred for each other is epic.


Tonight my thoughts are with Ariel Sharon and everyone else in Israel/Palestine. I hope that his successor will see the need for compromise and peace, and I hope that vision can be accomplished someday.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

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Merry Christmas to me!

My sister just came back from PA bearing my father's present to me and Husband, and behold... the iPod!! Not to mention that he loaded it with 5,800 songs before he sent it off. My dad rocks. Thanks to him, we can now listen to music 17 straight days in a row without hearing the same song twice. I can't wait to take it snowboarding.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Snobation

Well, I never thought it would happen, but today it did.

I have become a snowboarding snob. I had my freshly waxed board *plus* my boarding clothes all ready to go, and when it came time to suit up I said, "No, the snow is too crappy today."

All of this with the lift within sight.



Ok, self, it's time to fix that.