Saturday, September 30, 2006

Talking About Chewbacca

Chewy has a blog. This delights me in so many ways.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Updates! Get your updates!


Check out the photos I uploads on the UKC Gals page. I love having high-speed. I let's me put up this.


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You win again, Gravity!

First off, I hate the City Line Ave Hilton in Philadelphia. It has no garage. Can you imagine a "world class" hotel with no garage? You have to park down this hill in an unpaved lot. Last Thurday, when I was there for a conference, it was raining. So I had to walk to the Hilton in the rain, which did not endear it to me. And just to finish my rant because this is not a rant about how much I dislike the Hilton, but I just need to let you understand my frustration when the events of last Thursday become clear.

The Ladies' bathroom in the Hilton does not have locking doors on the toilets. Oh my god. Twice someone walked in on me. And it wasn't just my unfortunate stall. It was all of them. I hate the No-garage, no-privacy Hilton.

Jule and I were attending the same conference. She has warmer feelings for the Hilton, largely because she found a parking space up front and also found the only toilet with working locks. So for lunch, we walked rougly a block to the Chilis. It was the nearest thing in walking distance. Lunch was fine. Pleasant. Jule even thought the waiter was cute.

On the way back, it was raining (still) and I was talking about how the secretary had the same meeting as I did this morning but she never came back after the 10.30 break. Jule saw her leave the hotel.

Then I fell. No warning. No moment of tottering, wobbling and grappling with gravity. I just fell forward.

Somehow I threw aside my umbrella and held out of hands and did a little roll to my right side. Jule said the roll was really impressive. I guess it saved my from falling flat on my nose but I ended up in the wet grass and mud. The right side of my clothes was sopping wet.

The first words out of Jule's mouth was "Workman's comp!"

I looked back at the sidewalk to see why I fell but there was nothing but acorns. Must have slipped in on the wet acorns.

Was I hurt? One first inspection, my right knee and both hands were scrapped. The knee was bleeding but not badly. I went back to the nonlocking toilets and tried to clean up. The nice thing about attending a social worker conference is that everyone is ready to help. One woman had some wet wipes. Another had a bandage. Awesome.

Clean and not bleeding any more, I went off to my next meeting. Only later did I notice that my right foot was scrapped and bruised.

The next day my foot was an interesting shade of purple-yellow. And it hurt to walk. On put pressure on my toes. It took me to Sunday to figure out that maybe I hurt my foot when I fell on Thursday. I just knew I broke something. A toe, a hair line fracture, something.

So I went to the doctor. Probably tendonitis, a strain and pulled muscles, not a broke bone but x-rays were ordered to be on the safe side.

I hate the Hilton. I didn't even fall in front of the damn hotel so I could complain about their sidewalks, I fell in front of the city's reservoir. No use complaining to Philadelphia. The city can't be bothered to do anything, much less keep sidewalks acorn free.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Another Musical Movie

I am by no means a Broadway expert...but I love musicals. And I'm getting just a little sick and tires of this trend of adapting movies into musicals. This one is a movie I genuinely enjoyed but I'm so disgusted by the idea of a musical I'll never go and see it.

Just like 2001!

Finally got a high-speed internet connection. It's aewsome. And now I'm a little embarressed I waited so long to get one.

Andy's all excited. He can't wait to play a MMORPG. Namely, this one.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Just like working in 1995!

I got the internet at work. Finally! I just stumbled across it accidentally. I don't think I'm meant to have it, actually. PCA did some work on their servers this week and now the internet magically appeared. I suspect it will disappear in a few days. Still, it's cool while it's here.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Sick

Andy brought a cold home about two weeks ago the way other kids bring home frogs and what to know if we can keep it.

On friday he wasn't feeling good enough to go for dinner but on Saturday he was okay to go to a movie. So by Sunday when he was all stuffy and coughing, I assumed he was being overly dramatic. I now regret secretly making fun of him behind his back. Yes, I'm a bad wife. I believe my sick husband was faking it.

Monday he stayed home from work, so that was my first hint he really was ill. This man never stays home. Ever. I made soup and he slept most of the day. Tuesday he was back at work but still coughing.

Wednesday I woke up with a sore throat. Thursday my ears hurt. Weird. Sinus pressure, I guess. By the end of the working day, I couldn't hear a damn thing my head and ears were so stuffy. Andy went out a brought back soup from my favorite resturaunt. Friday I stayed home. This is the day that Natalie also went home from work early with similar symptoms. Saturday my lungs ached and it was difficult to breath. Sunday I had to work but I spent the day coughing and looking pathetic. Monday wasn't much better but I actually started to feel like a human being again.

Andy's cold kicked my ass. I'm sorry for not believing him.

Strange Craving

This morning I woke up with a strange desire to possess this or this.

I can't explain it.