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This is my second attempt at this post, after LJ ate the first. Really. I understand the need for maintenance, but can you not eat my long posts? Or even my sorta long ones?? I'm a paying customer, here!
Grrrr....
Anyway, the weekend was a busy one, as evidenced by the lack of posting as well as the time it took me to answer emails and comments. Besides making ice cream pies and watching the Stupor Bowl, I had lots to keep me busy.
Friday
I hardly ever buy new clothes for myself. And so when we ended up with time between supper at the Tomato Palace and The New World at the movies (review forthcoming!), Bobby needed new dress trousers, and so we went to the mall. At which point, he coaxed me into a store selling girls' clothes. And bade me to look around. And walked out and told me that I had to buy something for myself.
So I ended up with a corset-type top, off-white and lacy, with about twenty impractical hooks that have to be done up. It's a nice top, though, and flattering to my figure. Plus (and I know you all want to know this), it gives me cleavage, which I never even knew I had before. And should I strike out on finding a suitable Elf costume for the Ren Faire this year, I can always wear this.
(I can't help but feel it's kind of sad when my everyday clothes can work as costumes too.)
Saturday
Saturday, Comcast was scheduled to come out and install our high-definition cable TV.
Now, you can't just buy a converter box and install it yourself. No, no, that'd be too easy. You have to make an appointment so that they can plug it in for you. And naturally, they give you a conveniently small timeframe for arrival: say, sometime between nine and one. And so you get to waste half your day, sitting and waiting to have your box plugged in.
At one, we got a phone call that the guy was going to be a half-hour late. He arrived at one-thirty and, by three, was still there and we still didn't have HDTV. He called his manager to troubleshoot and went outside to smoke while waiting for the guy to call back, and Bobby crawled behind the TV to have a look at what he wasn't doing.
The box wasn't even plugged in. He'd plugged the HD cable directly into the TV, not the converter box.
When he returned, and Bobby pointed this out, he insisted that it didn't even need to go through the converter box. Then why did we need to buy a bloody converter box?!
Bobby asked the guy to humor him and try plugging the HDTV into the converter instead of the TV and *drumroll* *gasp* it worked!
Bobby and I had been planning all week to have lunch at a French cafe near us called La Madeleine, just as soon as the cable guy was done. We didn't get there until 3:30 and, needless to say, by then were ready to eat the furniture. The other customers must have thought that we'd never eaten before because we attacked our meals with a single-minded focus that allowed no room for conversation, except to occasionally curse the cable guy around a mouthful of French bread.
Sunday
Then, Sunday was skating class. I have been skating with my friend Rachel for almost ten years now; we skate duets in the show. This year, we are doing a Tom Jones' medley that is nice and upbeat...a good thing because I was always labeled a "graceful skater" and so got stuck every year with the slow songs and empress-waisted skating dresses that make liberal use of chiffon. So upbeat is fun for a change.
Ms. Jackie, our instructor, has her heart set on us doing a camel-sit spin combination. And I know why: I am one of the only skaters who can do this well. The problem is that poor Rachel can't even do a camel spin by itself. So for her sake, I hope that Ms. Jackie scraps the idea.
Because I know that you're all itching to Wiki "camel spin," here's a pic so that you don't have to bother:
Of course, this is a ice skater and I'm a rollerskater. I am also a girl...but it was the only pic I could find of an inner-back camel. Apparently, outer-back camels are wildly popular and no one does any kind of camel on rollerskates.
Then, you kick forward into a sit spin:
Or that's the idea. :)
Monday
Today was back to The Old Grind™ at work. For those of you intensely interested in the soap opera drama that is the Warrant Apprehension Unit, Kathy is sick again. And my coworkers continue to annoy me by attempting to pawn off their case reviews on me. Why would anyone think that a statistician has the power to review and close cases? More likely, they are hoping to sneak in cases that aren't up for review past the dumb blond nerd so that they don't have to deal with them anymore. Not this dumb blond nerd.
No word yet on my pay raise. Not that I'm surprised that it takes this agency two weeks to answer a yes-or-no question.
Now it's time to try posting. Again.
Grrrr....
Anyway, the weekend was a busy one, as evidenced by the lack of posting as well as the time it took me to answer emails and comments. Besides making ice cream pies and watching the Stupor Bowl, I had lots to keep me busy.
Friday
I hardly ever buy new clothes for myself. And so when we ended up with time between supper at the Tomato Palace and The New World at the movies (review forthcoming!), Bobby needed new dress trousers, and so we went to the mall. At which point, he coaxed me into a store selling girls' clothes. And bade me to look around. And walked out and told me that I had to buy something for myself.
So I ended up with a corset-type top, off-white and lacy, with about twenty impractical hooks that have to be done up. It's a nice top, though, and flattering to my figure. Plus (and I know you all want to know this), it gives me cleavage, which I never even knew I had before. And should I strike out on finding a suitable Elf costume for the Ren Faire this year, I can always wear this.
(I can't help but feel it's kind of sad when my everyday clothes can work as costumes too.)
Saturday
Saturday, Comcast was scheduled to come out and install our high-definition cable TV.
Now, you can't just buy a converter box and install it yourself. No, no, that'd be too easy. You have to make an appointment so that they can plug it in for you. And naturally, they give you a conveniently small timeframe for arrival: say, sometime between nine and one. And so you get to waste half your day, sitting and waiting to have your box plugged in.
At one, we got a phone call that the guy was going to be a half-hour late. He arrived at one-thirty and, by three, was still there and we still didn't have HDTV. He called his manager to troubleshoot and went outside to smoke while waiting for the guy to call back, and Bobby crawled behind the TV to have a look at what he was
The box wasn't even plugged in. He'd plugged the HD cable directly into the TV, not the converter box.
When he returned, and Bobby pointed this out, he insisted that it didn't even need to go through the converter box. Then why did we need to buy a bloody converter box?!
Bobby asked the guy to humor him and try plugging the HDTV into the converter instead of the TV and *drumroll* *gasp* it worked!
Bobby and I had been planning all week to have lunch at a French cafe near us called La Madeleine, just as soon as the cable guy was done. We didn't get there until 3:30 and, needless to say, by then were ready to eat the furniture. The other customers must have thought that we'd never eaten before because we attacked our meals with a single-minded focus that allowed no room for conversation, except to occasionally curse the cable guy around a mouthful of French bread.
Sunday
Then, Sunday was skating class. I have been skating with my friend Rachel for almost ten years now; we skate duets in the show. This year, we are doing a Tom Jones' medley that is nice and upbeat...a good thing because I was always labeled a "graceful skater" and so got stuck every year with the slow songs and empress-waisted skating dresses that make liberal use of chiffon. So upbeat is fun for a change.
Ms. Jackie, our instructor, has her heart set on us doing a camel-sit spin combination. And I know why: I am one of the only skaters who can do this well. The problem is that poor Rachel can't even do a camel spin by itself. So for her sake, I hope that Ms. Jackie scraps the idea.
Because I know that you're all itching to Wiki "camel spin," here's a pic so that you don't have to bother:
Of course, this is a ice skater and I'm a rollerskater. I am also a girl...but it was the only pic I could find of an inner-back camel. Apparently, outer-back camels are wildly popular and no one does any kind of camel on rollerskates.
Then, you kick forward into a sit spin:
Or that's the idea. :)
Monday
Today was back to The Old Grind™ at work. For those of you intensely interested in the soap opera drama that is the Warrant Apprehension Unit, Kathy is sick again. And my coworkers continue to annoy me by attempting to pawn off their case reviews on me. Why would anyone think that a statistician has the power to review and close cases? More likely, they are hoping to sneak in cases that aren't up for review past the dumb blond nerd so that they don't have to deal with them anymore. Not this dumb blond nerd.
No word yet on my pay raise. Not that I'm surprised that it takes this agency two weeks to answer a yes-or-no question.
Now it's time to try posting. Again.
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Date: 2006-02-06 09:57 pm (UTC)And that cable guy reminds me a bit of my phone company. Whenever I have a problem with my connection and call there I usually have to do it more than once, because their advices are always wrong, and everybody tells you something different. And please don't even ask about my DSL... ;-)
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Date: 2006-02-06 11:30 pm (UTC)Oh, it's lovely! I was fortunate to find it, as it was the last one, and most of the other shirts were frighteningly sequined. Hey, I have to wear that crap for skating shows, I'm sure not dressing like it in daily life!
Whenever I have a problem with my connection and call there I usually have to do it more than once, because their advices are always wrong, and everybody tells you something different.
That's Comcast. They're our Internet provider too, so I have a feeling I know where you're coming from with the DSL too. ;)
They're customer service is also Teh Crap. Bobby and I once ran back and forth over half the county, trying to return a piece of their defective equipment. And they're the only provider in Howard County...at the moment. But we're getting a new one, so 'bye 'bye Comcast monopoly! *gloats*
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Date: 2006-02-07 06:36 pm (UTC)Hehe, I know what you mean. I am not really into that glittery stuff either (Okay, so maybe I was when I was fourteen or so, hehe). I actually like that kind of lacy chiffon tops a lot, but I avoid looking like... eh, a christmas tree? :-)
so I have a feeling I know where you're coming from with the DSL too. ;)
Oh, it was "wonderful". To enable it, the service man had to do something in some kind electricity room-thing-whatever. Unfortunately he didn't know where it was. So he ran up and down through the whole house and what else and I had to come with him all the way... *rolls eyes*
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Date: 2006-02-06 10:05 pm (UTC)I think the real beauty of the camel-sit spin in your ability to change your clothes AND your gender with one swift kick of the leg. Wow.
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Date: 2006-02-06 10:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-02-06 11:32 pm (UTC)Nyah.
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Date: 2006-02-06 11:31 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-02-06 10:29 pm (UTC)Wow...cable guy. O.o
We have a Le Madeleine. My friend once ingeniously (note sarcasm) planned a meeting there for seven of us. At normal lunch time. Yeah. Definitely did not work.
Re: Skating
*nod*
Yeah, pretty sure I could not even stand like that, let alone on any kind of skates.
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Date: 2006-02-06 11:36 pm (UTC)No, I'd imagine not. Bobby and I have trouble finding a table for two when we go then.
But if you go at 3:30 in the afternoon, there's plenty of seats for seven! Trust me! *glowers at cable guy*
Yeah, pretty sure I could not even stand like that, let alone on any kind of skates.
Lol! So I guess that negates the part where you spin around then? ;)
A lot of the holds that I do easily on skates I have trouble balancing on just my feet. I'm not sure how that works; maybe I'm used to compensating for the whole rolling forward motion? Dunno....
Maedhros says, "Or maybe you're just weird!" Is hitting an Elf with a dictionary assault and battery, do you think?(no subject)
Date: 2006-02-06 11:43 pm (UTC)Idjit. I lied though, there were more like 12 of us. O.o
So I guess that negates the part where you spin around then? ;)
If by "spin" you mean "fall on @$$" then...;P
Maedhros says, "Or maybe you're just weird!" Is hitting an Elf with a dictionary assault and battery, do you think?Hmmm...well, since it's a dictionary and a Feanorian, no I don't think so...though if you...
*thinks of something else. is not going there. meep.*(no subject)
Date: 2006-02-07 01:10 am (UTC)*thinks of something else. is not going there. meep.*Great. Now he's sobbing on my shoulder.
Damned Feanorians and their capricious moods.... ;)
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Date: 2006-02-07 01:24 am (UTC)Sorries....
Damned Feanorians and their capricious moods.... ;)
*would agree but...glances warily at sobbing elf*
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Date: 2006-02-07 05:51 pm (UTC);p *is evol and exploits poor Elves*
Feany made me do it.(no subject)
Date: 2006-02-07 05:59 pm (UTC)Between your exam and Tarion's chemisty, Mae's had a quite a week. ;)
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Date: 2006-02-07 06:09 pm (UTC)He, he. Glad to hear he's feeling better. Must be all that booze. He seems to like that, doesn't he?
Between your exam and Tarion's chemisty, Mae's had a quite a week.
Well, that's his fault, for being such an academic Elf. Before you know it, he'll get a degree in Management and start some in-house restructuring. ;p
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Date: 2006-02-07 03:14 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-02-07 01:53 pm (UTC)The new top is awesome! I owe lots of people lots of pictures of random things, so maybe I'll take a picture of that too and do a huge pic spam! :^P
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Date: 2006-02-07 06:01 pm (UTC)The whole cable guy business sounds really familiar. I thought
@%#$ like that only happens around here. For example, those a$$-holes who provide me the internet connection needed constant picking on before they actually fixed all the problems that had my connexion on and off at least once a day. Damn, these people only work like they're supposed to only if you pay them in advance, and sometimes not even then. I'm like, WTF, what ever happened with customer satisfaction, eh?
*laughs at mental image of Dawn and Bobby eating the furniture of the place with Teh French Name*
And, OMG, you figure-skate too? As in more than keeping your balance and the like? Damn, Nelyo was right, you are
weirdtruly exceptional.(no subject)
Date: 2006-02-07 06:36 pm (UTC)Well, then, I shall have to plan a pic spam sometime soon! :^D
I thought @%#$ like that only happens around here.
Lol! And here I thought it only happened around here! But no, I've got confirmed sightings of incompetence in many other countries around the world. It seems to be an international disease.
I'm like, WTF, what ever happened with customer satisfaction, eh?
Well, as for Comcast, they are the only cable provider currently available in Howard County. So why do they need to try? We've got no other choice unless we get satellite TV.
But a new company is coming into the area...so Comcast might find themselves having to try a little harder. >:^)) *evil cackle*
And, OMG, you figure-skate too? As in more than keeping your balance and the like?
Lol, yes I am a freestyle rollerskater (on top of everything else!) I'm crap on the ice, but if you put me on wheels, watch me go! I've been skating since I was eleven and skate in the occasional show. We do the same moves as figure skaters on ice do, only on wheels. (And not inline but the old-fashioned quads that were popular in the '70s. :^P)
Damn, Nelyo was right, you are
weirdtruly exceptional.Nelyo doesn't have a lot of room to talk, I don't think. ;)