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24 February 2007
betrothed to my love. february 23: proposal, acceptance, & it is official. here i am before the big event. i am clueless. i am also wearing a princess crown that eric made me, while holding sunflowers that he purchased. this was his supposed ruse for why he was taking pictures (with his camera that he never carries with him) & why he brought flowers & why he had a huge box which contained a gift.  sheer excitement after the proposal. note my tear-stained cheeks with rivulets where my make-up was cried off.  the two of us, post-proposal & giddy. 
20 February 2007
life comes at your ridiculously fast. it really does. one day you're five years old & enjoying your dixie cup filled with red kool-aid while nibbling your butter cookie rings off your fingertips. the next moment, you're responsible for bills & cars & bosses. how odd to really grow up & be adults that you've only observed from afar when you were a kid. this past weekend, the beau & i visited with my long-time friend, holly, & her husband, andy. it's always a treat to visit with them & their pooch, shazbutt. life simply moves slower in the mountains of virginia. holly & i spent much of our time going down memory lane, reminsicing of our escapades & people from the past. her mom came over for lunch with us before we left on sunday. she brought with her a small photo album of incriminating photos of us in all our childish glory. how did those round faces ever turn into adults? it baffles my mind to consider the possibility that i am an adult. a real, live adult. i do adult things. i go adult places. i eat adult foods. i drink adult beverages. adult may be a relative term here since i'm not always acting like a real,live adult, but still, i am classified as one. wherever did the time go? life has marched on, aging us day by day. soon i'll be experiencing more adult things like marriage, children, retirement, & senior citizen discounts. i'll toddle around with my cane or walker, complaining about those inconsiderate youth of today. erm, i do that now (minus the cane & walker). instead, i'll choose to read an enriching book & go to bed at a decent hour. wait, i do this now. fine, i'll cook sensible meals (check), attempt to spend money wisely (check), chomp on tums for indigestion (check), lament over the passage of time (check), & comment on the insanity of hollywoodites, young & old (check). perhaps i should just apply for my AARP card & call it a day.
14 February 2007
can you feel it? smell it? taste it? touch it? it's all around you, everywhere. it's that crazy little thing called love. or heinous leftover fish that someone lovingly brought to reheat in the breakroom's microwave, with the breakroom being mere feet from my section. am i comparing love to unpleasant fishness? i should hope not. in case you live under a rock or have no concept of time passing, today is valentines day. is it technically "valentine's day" or "valentines day"? whatever the case, i wish you happy vd. okay, happy valentine(')s day, if you insist. & to my love, happy valentines. i look forward to many more.
13 February 2007
only because it's such heinous fun, please feel free to make your own motivational poster. on another topic completely, what is the chance that one day there will be free wireless access anywhere & everywhere? am i a dreamer to want that? since i got my laptop, i've been to a few places here & there seeking free wireless. there are the usual coffeeshops & cafés which boast their "free wifi" signs. then there are those places like barnes & noble or $tarbuck$ which require that you pay a fee for wireless access. i suppose one could look at it as "rent" of sorts. you pay a fee to squat on their territory for a bit & mooch off their wireless. heh - i said the word squat. nevertheless, the world could be lovely with more wireless, although there is that security issue. speaking of security, this morning's the today show did a segment on phishing & identity theft. essentially they did an experiment with a local bank, using ten people who were "friends & family of the bank's employees". they had a security expert create a similar homepage & email letter to end to these individuals. the letter requested that they confirm their identity information by filling in forms with their social security number, mother's maiden name, & banking account information. they had at least several of the friends & family actually reply, despite questioning whether they should. for serious? people still fall for the fake ebay emails & nigerian family without money scheme?! i was quite amazed. identity theft is creepy, y'all. it will follow you to your grave. i read somewhere that it can take approximately 600 hours of legwork to remedy the issue of identity theft. 600 hours! that's 25 full days. as if you don't have other things to do with your time while creepy peeps are living it up under your name. rather frightening. in other news, i have a public service announcement for the fellows: valentine's day is tomorrow. you can thank me later for the reminder.
05 February 2007
i have a few comments on the new blogger system. first, it's cleaner & more streamlined than before. that's commendable. second, they have a heinous fond that's being used for the generic font to draft my posts. heinous, i tell you. i think it's garamond or trebuchet or something. who names a font after a trebuchet? incidentally, i had a link to the wikipedia entry for "trebuchet" but couldn't link it for some odd reason. i'll add that to the list of things that i must query for this brave new world of blogger. in the meantime, i have nothing more than a few random comments. 01 . i did not watch the super bowl. i'm not that upset. i heard the commercials were somewhat hit-or-miss. frankly, i only watch for commercials, so perhaps my time was better spent being somewhat of a wallflower & reading the omnivore's dilemma. (again, i would link, but it's not happening so you're on your own but you're all resourceful people so i have faith that you & amazon will work it out.) 02 . as i purchased my grande skim no-whip mocha at my lucky $tarbuck$ today, the barista asked if i were a snowbunny. i looked at her blankly before she went on to say that without my coat, she assumed me to be such. i cackled (sadly, yes, i cackled) because i'm often accused by my fabulously nerdy & yankee-hailing boyfriend to be like a hothouse flower who shrivels at the mere mention of 30-degree temperatures. & yes, that's farenheit for you canuckleheads. 03 . three comes after two. the end. 04 . today is february 5 & i wonder how many people have already broken their new year's resolutions? 05 . i have been racking my brain occasionally for the last few days tryingn to understand why this february picture on my calendar. the child looks slightly special & the couple looks strangely erotic in the background. 
01 February 2007
hello, blog. it's quite strange to see you after all this time. i see that you've held up well to the tests of time. you've shined up the exterior, updated the look, perhaps shed a few pounds by way of all the old comments that were lost in the upgrade. but you are here & you are now. how very postmodern of you. it's been a snow day around here. i should be working, but i am not. TheMan™ probably notes this as he watches my keystrokes & internet cruiselogs. (hi dominick!) however, i believe that one could make the argument that having the freedom to take small breaks here, there, & everywhere allow us to refresh & regenerate the brain, making us a better worker. after all, as long as my billables are up to par & i continue to do good work, that should be acceptable, no? at one time this blog was a container for all my thoughts, random as they may be. somehow along the way, life got in the way of .... well, blogging about life. existentialist? maybe. that's quite a big word for an even bigger idea. nevertheless, i am back, if even for but a fleeting moment. it's good to be back doing the writing & exercising the brain. after all, i should probably do what i can to memorialize the bit of brain wrinkles that i do have since they will likely disappear amongst brainrot from all that diet coke ingestion.
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