I crawl out of bed this morning only to findAndy in front of the playstation, exactly where i left him last night. "Well, if it isn't Mister Stay Up Until 5 in the Morning." Which i knew he did because I could see the lights were on every time I rolled over to cough or blow my nose.
"I see your sarcasm's working. You must be feeling better."
And I am but playing video games is abot as much as I can tolerate today. Playing Civilaztion III this morning I got my ass handed to me by the French. The French! How embaressing is that?
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Saturday, February 19, 2005
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Superman, Batman and Spiderman Attack
Superman, Batman, and Spiderman assulated some guy in Canterbury at a buger van by the bus (?) station. What the hell?
Part of me longs deeply to stick this into Canterbury because clearly Al was dressed as Batman and said, "What do you mean you're out of bloomin' beef patties? It's a burger van!" Or something like that.
And I'm still jazzed about a villa in Italy.
Part of me longs deeply to stick this into Canterbury because clearly Al was dressed as Batman and said, "What do you mean you're out of bloomin' beef patties? It's a burger van!" Or something like that.
And I'm still jazzed about a villa in Italy.
Monday, February 14, 2005
Happy Valentine's Day
Happy happy Valentine's day. Andy has the flu so no romantic dinners and pasionate kisses, just a trail of used tissues about the apartment.
Just got word, Melanie and Lee will be visiting our fair city sometime in June. Maybe I can talk them into Memorial day, so we get a nice long weekend. Hmm. Melanie wanted to go to Ithica, New York because it's home to the Moosewood Cafe (very famous cookbook). yeah, it's 230 miles and 4 hours of driving. Nope. We'll see the shore and the Liberty Bell and take a Stephanie Plum (also a book) tour of scenic Trenton, New Jersey. Very cool.
Just got word, Melanie and Lee will be visiting our fair city sometime in June. Maybe I can talk them into Memorial day, so we get a nice long weekend. Hmm. Melanie wanted to go to Ithica, New York because it's home to the Moosewood Cafe (very famous cookbook). yeah, it's 230 miles and 4 hours of driving. Nope. We'll see the shore and the Liberty Bell and take a Stephanie Plum (also a book) tour of scenic Trenton, New Jersey. Very cool.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Those Lucky Shoes
You can't tell me those shoes are not lucky. I know I've referred to the black patent leather mary janes with the kitten heel as enchanted...and I stand by my words.
Last night was Andy's company's holiday party. And yes, it is late, but it is also four days before Chinese New Year and the most of the comapny is Chinese. So, "holiday" in a generic sense. By freak coincidence, it was also Andy's birthday. He's 41. (How old is that?!)
After a nice dinner and polite chit-chat with people I only vaguely remember from the company picnic, I hit the casino with the Nexmed "money" we got at the door. 500 Dr. Mo dollars. Sweet. And an open bar. Hello, Cosmopolitans. (That is directly the influence of Clare.)
First I tried my hand at Texas Hold 'em poker. I wasn't doing bad. Then I got a Royal Straight Flush. All diamonds. All face cards, all in order. It was a thing of beauty. A hand you only see once in a lifetime., as everyone at the party would tell me as the evening wore on. After that hand, I walked away with as moest profit. The cards were not going to get better for me.
Then I hit the roulette tables. It's amazing what flirting with the dealer and hitting a direct number will do. I walked away at the end with $6000. I was on fire! People were coming up to Andy and saying, "Take her to Atlantic City." Or "Go buy a lottery ticket right now."
I was having a good night. No one else came close so I was the top winner of the evening. Now, I deffinately won a $50 visa gift card,. As the top winner I also win a $100 gift card. I think these are combined together. Andy thinks it's one or the other, because his company is cheap. None the less, my $6000 Dr. Mo's have been turned into a very real $100 or, hopefully, a $150.
All in all, I had a great time at the holiday party/Andy's birthday. I blame the lucky shoes.
Last night was Andy's company's holiday party. And yes, it is late, but it is also four days before Chinese New Year and the most of the comapny is Chinese. So, "holiday" in a generic sense. By freak coincidence, it was also Andy's birthday. He's 41. (How old is that?!)
After a nice dinner and polite chit-chat with people I only vaguely remember from the company picnic, I hit the casino with the Nexmed "money" we got at the door. 500 Dr. Mo dollars. Sweet. And an open bar. Hello, Cosmopolitans. (That is directly the influence of Clare.)
First I tried my hand at Texas Hold 'em poker. I wasn't doing bad. Then I got a Royal Straight Flush. All diamonds. All face cards, all in order. It was a thing of beauty. A hand you only see once in a lifetime., as everyone at the party would tell me as the evening wore on. After that hand, I walked away with as moest profit. The cards were not going to get better for me.
Then I hit the roulette tables. It's amazing what flirting with the dealer and hitting a direct number will do. I walked away at the end with $6000. I was on fire! People were coming up to Andy and saying, "Take her to Atlantic City." Or "Go buy a lottery ticket right now."
I was having a good night. No one else came close so I was the top winner of the evening. Now, I deffinately won a $50 visa gift card,. As the top winner I also win a $100 gift card. I think these are combined together. Andy thinks it's one or the other, because his company is cheap. None the less, my $6000 Dr. Mo's have been turned into a very real $100 or, hopefully, a $150.
All in all, I had a great time at the holiday party/Andy's birthday. I blame the lucky shoes.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
The Secret Ingredient is Fire
Did you ever have a moment where you were so embaresed you whishedyou could just sink through the floor and simultaniously erase everyone's memory? Yeah, that happened to me at work today.
So I had a little bowl of raman nooodles. Add water, microwave, and *poof* delicious noodles. I peeled back the paper lid, added water, and set the timer for three minutes.
50 second later there's sparking and Stephanie says ever so calmly, "You lunch is on fire."
What! Sure enough, the paper lid is in flames. Apparently the paper lid was not paper but was lined with foil.
"I don't understand," I said.
"Well, maybe if you didn't put foil in the microwave, it ouldn't catch fire."
But it's the same brand I've always used and I made the noodle bowl exactly the same way I've always made it. It just does not make any sense as to why it would catch fire now.
Simpathetic co-workers offered me the polite out that perhaps the company had changed the packaging. I more than eagerly agreed. Yeah, stupid packaging!
So I scrubbed the soot out of the microwave, offered to buy a new one if the machine was broken, and ate the noodles. I was straving! And it was way too cold to walk up the street for a hoagie. Desperate, I ate the charcol noodles. And you knowwhat, they were delicious! The best noodles ever. Apparently, the secret ingredient is fire.
So I had a little bowl of raman nooodles. Add water, microwave, and *poof* delicious noodles. I peeled back the paper lid, added water, and set the timer for three minutes.
50 second later there's sparking and Stephanie says ever so calmly, "You lunch is on fire."
What! Sure enough, the paper lid is in flames. Apparently the paper lid was not paper but was lined with foil.
"I don't understand," I said.
"Well, maybe if you didn't put foil in the microwave, it ouldn't catch fire."
But it's the same brand I've always used and I made the noodle bowl exactly the same way I've always made it. It just does not make any sense as to why it would catch fire now.
Simpathetic co-workers offered me the polite out that perhaps the company had changed the packaging. I more than eagerly agreed. Yeah, stupid packaging!
So I scrubbed the soot out of the microwave, offered to buy a new one if the machine was broken, and ate the noodles. I was straving! And it was way too cold to walk up the street for a hoagie. Desperate, I ate the charcol noodles. And you knowwhat, they were delicious! The best noodles ever. Apparently, the secret ingredient is fire.
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