Friday, November 15, 2002

Tuesday, November 12, 2002

Thank you, honey, for making me go to yoga.

I really didn't think I wanted to go. I felt insanely tired. But then my boy reminded me that I really did want to go. Which, of course, I really did want to do. And I went, and now I feel really really good.

Whew, so I've felt surprisingly good today. I woke up in very good spirits this morning. Probably due in no small part to something that happened last night. I did something last night. Something I thought I'd done before, but then discovered that I most likely hadn't done. I mean, I know I'd actually done it before, just not on my own. But last night...wow. There's a possibility it had actually been happening before this, but if it was, it certainly wasn't of the same quality and magnitude. I am just completely and utterly fascinated by it.

At any rate...I'm going to relate a story from today that may tell you a bit more than you ever wanted to know about my restroom habits, so consider yourselves warned. I made a serious ladies room etiquette error today. I was at work when I realized that a trip to the ladies room was going to be absolutely necessary. I headed out the door and down to the restroom, which was blissfully empty. Not thinking, I chose the middle stall of the three. Only after I sat down did I realize my mistake. When one is in a situation where a "thip" might occur, one should always choose the end stall that is furthest from the sinks if at all possible. Choosing the middle stall only ensures that both your neighbors will be subjected to any un-ladylike odors that may occur. I sat there, praying that the bathroom would remain empty and my faux pas would go unnoticed. But alas, it was not to be. Moments later, three sets of heals were clicking on the beige tile floor. I sat there, praying to the porcelain gods for forgiveness for my inadvertent sin. From the stall to my right, I heard a very delicate "sniff" the likes of which can only be produced by the tiny, upturned nose of a true southern lady when she is confronted with a "thip" and the resulting odors. She was obviously quite offended by my utter lack of ladies room etiquette. I could feel her glare burning through the beige partition that seperated us. To my left, the second woman set a new world record for the least time ever spent on a toilet. I'm not sure her butt even touched the cold plastic seat. The woman who took her place in the far left stall took her time. I managed to escape the bathroom before she emerged to wash her hands. In my own defense, the odor was certainly not that bad. You're going to have to trust me on that one. I believe the ire I incurred from the other occupants of the bathroom was simply due to my lack of correct ladies room etiquette. While there are many times where the level of stinkiness is at issue, this time I simply chose the wrong stall, thus disrupting the southern sensibilities of those who entered the bathroom while I also occupied it.

Saturday, November 09, 2002

It is absolutely gorgeous outside today! I can't even explain how lovely it is. A fabulous 70 degrees and sunny out there. It reminds me of being at home. I was thinking of that today when I was walking back from brunch. The air even smells right. It smells like home very much.

Monday, November 04, 2002

Oh lord, I am so just not really amused with anything today. As I sit here staring at my computer screen, I'm realizing that very little that's happened today has really been THAT good for me. This morning was alright, I suppose. I got my paycheck from work, almost all of which I'll be sending to my boyfriend as soon as I get it cashed and can get a money order for it. I'll keep the $16.25 that's left over so that I can send him an even $100. When I got back from work, my boy called Xandria to see why the new vibrator he ordered for me hadn't shown up yet. It got ordered around the beginning of October, then back ordered until the 15th of October and still hadn't shown up. Apparently they cancelled the order and didn't bother to tell him. The vibe I picked out had been on clearance but showed up as in stock when I ordered it. I guess even putting it on back order hadn't helped. What was more annoying than anything else was that they didn't even bother to send him an email saying that his order had been cancelled. What's that about? It seemed terribly rude to me, beyond the fact that I'm awfully picky about vibrators. It had taken me forever to decide on that one, and that was the one I wanted! Now I'm going to have to start looking all over again. I guess that just reinforces why one should only support reputable, woman (and everyone else)-friendly places like Good Vibrations or Toys in Babeland. So that annoyed me significantly.

My friend who was supposed to do laundry with me today hasn't called yet, and frankly I don't want to be out in the freezing cold hauling laundry across campus at all hours of the night. But at the same time, this is really the only good night this week for me to get this done. *sigh* Grrrr. I also got an email from my mom today with one of those "How are you? And don't you dare just say you're 'FINE'" lines in it. That just annoys me on it's own. I hate it when she takes that tone with me. And then just now I went to try to register for my classes only to discover that I've still got a financial hold on my account and I can't register until that's taken care of. I thought it would be taken care of by now...there was a mixup with my loan paperwork at the beginning of the semester, but new paperwork was signed and sent over 2 weeks ago! I don't see where the problem is. So I guess I'll have to hop on that right away tomorrow. It makes me nearly ill thinking about the fact that I'm going to have to deal with that.

And on top of all that, for some reason my archive pages won't show up on here, and my diaryland diary won't list my old entries on my archive pages there either. I've emailed the diaryland people 5 times now about that and they still won't do anything about it. I'm thinking of just saving all my old entries from there (and there's a hell of a lot of them) to disk and canning the whole thing because I'm tired of messing with it. I feel like I'm getting no help whatsoever from them because I'm not a "gold-member". And I have no idea what's wrong with my archive here. If anyone has any thought about it, please do let me know.

Saturday, November 02, 2002

I don't know where the time has gone. Somehow it completely became fall when I wasn't looking. Life has been so busy and stressful lately for me. The weeks are flying by, and I don't at all feel like there are enough hours in the day to get everything I need done actually done. Since I've started working now that adds a new aspect to the craziness. I miss my boy terribly...but it's only 26 days until I can see him again. I can't wait until we don't have to count days anymore.