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Month: September 2010 (Page 1 of 3)

Random Wednesday (why does this say it was posted on Tuesday?)

I have a meeting shortly. I’m not entirely clear what it’s about.

How do you twist nearly every comment you make on others’ photos so that it’s somehow about you? #bclc

I boosted the contrast and saturation so you could see the pretty of the rainbow the other night. It made the clouds yellow. It’s a terrible photo, but it was a very nice rainbow.

I hate hearing people whine about how busy their business is. I’m sorry, I thought the whole point of starting a business was to succeed. Have I just been doing it wrong this whole time?

Ooh! Knitty has several very cute sweaters in the Deep Fall issue!

Now I want a donut.

When listing your phone number on an application, it’s generally a good idea to include the area code. Particularly when there’s a special little box for it that says “area code”. Just, you know, FYI.

I deleted some things. I thought it was for the best.

That meeting was actually useful.

I need a snack. That meeting did not have donuts.

I need more ideas for Jentober. Two days til the horror commences!

I need some wings. I can’t decide on white or black. Probably black.

I need to visit some more old cemeteries this year. It’s been ages. And some haunted houses. Someone take me on a haunted tour.

Much of the time I get the feeling I’m only tolerated because I’m the admin. #SITGR

I have grown to hate the word “munchie”. Here’s a thought. Let’s not have an all day munchie day, ok?

Sean Duffy’s log rolling ad made me chuckle.

Girlie informed me that I once again missed the “Club” Scouts. I pointed out to her that regardless, she’s a girl and therefore not allowed. Which led to Girl Scouts and my explaining, again, that I have been trying very hard for a year now to obtain information on how when where, etc. to absolutely no avail. Dear Girl Scouts Heart of Michigan, you suck.

Oh good, lunch time!

I really don’t care about Glee. Or football.

It’s generally not my wardrobe that I’m uncertain about.

Don’t effing call me 3 times, like it’s some kind of urgent and NOT LEAVE AN EFFING MESSAGE. How is that any way to run a business? I don’t HAVE to refinance through you. I can just as easily take my money somewhere else.

Dear students, you are working in an office. Stop dressing like it’s ladies’ night or a slumber party.

Don’t be passive aggressive. It’s just juvenile and ridiculous.

I like the theme song from Smallville but I never watched the show. The guy who played Lex has a weird head.

Sometimes I think it would have been kind of fun to have grown up as a Southerner. But mostly I like being a Michigander.

I should have given up on today’s Random after the first thought.

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I’m dressin’ sharp and feelin’ dull (the replacements)


I really do have amazing friends. If only they lived closer! *sigh* Antenna hoodie, swag from my humble donation to the Kickstarter campaign. (If you have ever loved a punk band they probably played the Antenna in Memphis, check out the documentary currently being made by one of my best friends, Laura Jean and her husband Chris McCoy.) Kitty mask in a box o Halloween awesome from Heather. And the lens mug from Deb who knew I’d LOVE it and would never buy it for myself. (which is actually a late birthday present which are the best kind because it stretches out the birthday fun). I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve such kindness and love. I’d like to think it’s because I’ve been a good friend to them. ♥

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On Matters of Mittens

My great grandmother, Ingeborg, would spend the entire summer knitting and at Christmas she would send us a huge box full of hats and mittens and slippers and all sorts of wonderful Norwegian knitted things. About a dozen years ago I taught myself how to knit because I wanted to make the same wonderful kinds of things she did. This weekend I realized that not only had Miss W lost one of each of the 2 pairs of mittens I got her in Norway a few years ago, but that she had outgrown them anyway and so I had better figure out how to do this mitten thing. So yesterday, using one of her mittens as a guide, I started writing a pattern for a new pair. The decreasing is giving me fits, but I’ll figure it out. I still miss my Grandma Ingeborg. I wish I had been able to learn this from her. But it’s nice to think that she’s here with me in some small way when I pick the needles and wool.

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Random Wednesday


I have a second interview at the second place I interviewed at 8:15. I’m ok. I’m a little nervous. I’m self conscious about my look this morning. My hair might be too much for some people.

I still feel kinda crappy. Throat still a little scratchy. I want to sleep for weeks.

I want Colin Ferguson or Adam Baldwin to bring me tea and toast in bed.

I don’t like the 90 degree days in the fall. It just feels wrong. It should be crisp and cool so I can wear skirts with knee boots and stripey socks.

I love my Jeep.

I love my local hardware store. They just posted this quote on facebook: “The mystery of government is not how Washington works, but how to make it stop.” ~ P.J. O’Rourke. I love P.J. O’Rourke.

That was the best interviewing experience I’ve ever had. I learned a great deal. I really don’t think they’ll offer it to me. But I really enjoyed meeting them. Apparently I need to network more. Scary.

It’s definitely a Chris Isaak kind of day.

I need Diet Coke.

I’m quite sure that teaching is not the career for me.

My dad use to be an aerobics instructor. I wonder if he still has any tapes from classes lying around. I should hunt one down.

It’s kind of muggy today.

Why do we need sommeliers?

I’ve just been reminded how much some people can suck. #bclc

I lost confidence in my tweets.

This job may be making me lazy.

My name is boring. Much of the time I feel like I’m boring. I am, however, very intelligent. It isn’t true that intelligent people don’t get bored.

I will freely admit that I am a picky eater. I’m not as bad as I used to be. But you will never get me to like fish or seafood.

Miss W said there were “Club” Scouts at school yesterday.

Oh Mark Steyn, you are awesome.

I get tired of people claiming that they don’t or won’t choose sides, then avoid me after hearing someone else’s side without hearing mine. Actually, this has bugged me for a while. People pass judgment all the time while claiming that they’re withholding judgment. “Neither party is blameless” having heard from only one party. How is that not choosing a side? It’s choosing a side while pretending not to. That doesn’t make you noble.

Apparently I have a lot of random thoughts in the course of eight hours. These things are probably getting to be too long.

I think that if you wouldn’t use a word during an average conversation, you should probably, nay, definitely avoid using it in print. It makes you look a tad pretentious. I also believe that if you are going to take pride in your mad grammar skills, to the point of boasting, you should probably proofread something before you post it. Those apostrophes can be so tricky.

Sometimes, while reading these college entrance essays, I laugh so hard I have tears.

I’m really hungry.

I’m not sure how I feel about Miss W’s teacher this year. I’m starting to think our whole school district is the perpetration of a leftist hippie agenda.

I’m not paranoid.

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