The Parents are Coming!!!
And I'm excited. It's going to be a fun weekend, and I think (think) the sky will stop falling long enough for a visit from them. I noticed the crack by the TV in the living room to be a bit larger last night than the night before, but let's hope it makes it though the weekend. (Oh, this is so joyful). Anway, Lance's family and my family are going out to eat tonight. Tomorrow my parents and I will go to the farmer's market, and to the zoo and the botanical gardens and all sorts of other fun and exciting places. Yippee.
Happy August on Sunday Everyone. And happy beginning of your Month of Birth Nae.
Friday, July 30, 2004
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Wouldn't It Be Nice?
Remember that oldies song? It went something like "wouldn't it be nice if we were older, then we wouldn't have to wait so long..." or something. Yeah. To that effect. Wouldn't it be nice if people at work invented databases that worked, then we wouldn't be spending our day mincing around in a half working one. For instance, I'm trying to add county data to address where it's missing. Instead of "memorize address, delete address, search for address, see if it has the county in it...no?...delete address again, search again, then add new, add address again (the same one) w/ county in it, change something slightly so it doesn't yell at you, add this new address, save; we could instead just EDIT THE DAMNED THING!!!! *takes deep breath* Oh, there is a modify current address function. But apparently I need my supervisor's supervisor's password to have access to changing that (I've tried it w/ the sup's). It has sharing violations or something. Aparently this database never went to kindergarten. So, instead of just click, type address, save, continue, I get to do the process above...ALL bloody day. *takes another deep breath* This is definately a good test of my patience and ability to hold my temper. Oh, I do so HATE stupid people, or at least people who don't think things through.
Oh, and the best part is...they designed the database this way so they wouldn't have duplicate addresses...when the only way to fix the address is to duplicate the address w/ the county in it. Oh, I can't wait for one of the database-police to come yell at me. I will give them what's for. *looks around* Now, I'm going to go find something to kick. Good thing I get to climb the walls later today, or I'd be trying it now.
Remember that oldies song? It went something like "wouldn't it be nice if we were older, then we wouldn't have to wait so long..." or something. Yeah. To that effect. Wouldn't it be nice if people at work invented databases that worked, then we wouldn't be spending our day mincing around in a half working one. For instance, I'm trying to add county data to address where it's missing. Instead of "memorize address, delete address, search for address, see if it has the county in it...no?...delete address again, search again, then add new, add address again (the same one) w/ county in it, change something slightly so it doesn't yell at you, add this new address, save; we could instead just EDIT THE DAMNED THING!!!! *takes deep breath* Oh, there is a modify current address function. But apparently I need my supervisor's supervisor's password to have access to changing that (I've tried it w/ the sup's). It has sharing violations or something. Aparently this database never went to kindergarten. So, instead of just click, type address, save, continue, I get to do the process above...ALL bloody day. *takes another deep breath* This is definately a good test of my patience and ability to hold my temper. Oh, I do so HATE stupid people, or at least people who don't think things through.
Oh, and the best part is...they designed the database this way so they wouldn't have duplicate addresses...when the only way to fix the address is to duplicate the address w/ the county in it. Oh, I can't wait for one of the database-police to come yell at me. I will give them what's for. *looks around* Now, I'm going to go find something to kick. Good thing I get to climb the walls later today, or I'd be trying it now.
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Painted Fingers!!!
Well, not really, but I am going with a theme here. My apartment is painted, and I'm sure the painters did paint their own fingers by mistake while doing the apartment. I know that they sure didn't match the color scheme going when they did it. But, I didn't want to wait and have them fix it so I put all my stuff back. Then I call my landlord this morning to find out when they are going to work on the other bedroom and the living room (the whole house is falling down, I swear) and he tells me he will have them fix the paintjob. I said, I already put everything back, so no thanks. Hehe. He'll just have to make it look normal when we move out. Harumph.
The bedroom Katie is moving into is going to be gone over and fixed on one wall. It's not in danger of pulling what the kitchen pulled. Kabooom! But, it could in the next year or so. Then, yesterday, in a mad dash to rearrange the living room...again...I noticed a goodly section on the wall in there that needed redoing. So, that was the reason for this morning's call. My landlord is probably not looking forward to calls from me. Hehe.
An update on the apartment on 1st, I peeked in the window (rather blatently, oops) and becuase of sun glare, the only thing I could catch was that the refrig is newer than ours. All this fixing up brings to mind a song that Katie and I sung in grade school music class...the one about a hole in the bucket and two people named "lyza" and "henry". I wonder how the "there's a crack in my wall..." song would go?
Well, not really, but I am going with a theme here. My apartment is painted, and I'm sure the painters did paint their own fingers by mistake while doing the apartment. I know that they sure didn't match the color scheme going when they did it. But, I didn't want to wait and have them fix it so I put all my stuff back. Then I call my landlord this morning to find out when they are going to work on the other bedroom and the living room (the whole house is falling down, I swear) and he tells me he will have them fix the paintjob. I said, I already put everything back, so no thanks. Hehe. He'll just have to make it look normal when we move out. Harumph.
The bedroom Katie is moving into is going to be gone over and fixed on one wall. It's not in danger of pulling what the kitchen pulled. Kabooom! But, it could in the next year or so. Then, yesterday, in a mad dash to rearrange the living room...again...I noticed a goodly section on the wall in there that needed redoing. So, that was the reason for this morning's call. My landlord is probably not looking forward to calls from me. Hehe.
An update on the apartment on 1st, I peeked in the window (rather blatently, oops) and becuase of sun glare, the only thing I could catch was that the refrig is newer than ours. All this fixing up brings to mind a song that Katie and I sung in grade school music class...the one about a hole in the bucket and two people named "lyza" and "henry". I wonder how the "there's a crack in my wall..." song would go?
Monday, July 26, 2004
Finger Painting?
I haven't posted in a while, but it's not really my fault. My apartment is still torn up, but hopefully today or tomorrow the nice painters will show up and make it so I can put it all back together. (pretty please?!?) It shouldn't be too hard for them. We hope something like painting a wall/ceiling bit doesn't tax them too much.
Anyway, the weekend rocked. I went to see the Bourne Supremacy w/ Katie Saturday afternoon, and then Katie, Chris and I drove to SC to see Jenni. We chilled w/ Jenni and Chad and Erik, played video games etc., and then it was on to the dna show. I must say, the show rocked. We were in and out b/c of food and drink necessities. Saw Seconds Before and Down and Above play. Must say, both bands were on. Great toons, got my dance on. Yay.
Sunday I slept in late, did some cleaning, watched the tele, and then went for a run. After the run I talked with the parents about their impending visit, and then went to Kris's for dinner and a movie. Went to bed at my normal time, and could NOT sleep! So, I'm sleepy today. It will be an early night for me...after I finish my errands.
I haven't posted in a while, but it's not really my fault. My apartment is still torn up, but hopefully today or tomorrow the nice painters will show up and make it so I can put it all back together. (pretty please?!?) It shouldn't be too hard for them. We hope something like painting a wall/ceiling bit doesn't tax them too much.
Anyway, the weekend rocked. I went to see the Bourne Supremacy w/ Katie Saturday afternoon, and then Katie, Chris and I drove to SC to see Jenni. We chilled w/ Jenni and Chad and Erik, played video games etc., and then it was on to the dna show. I must say, the show rocked. We were in and out b/c of food and drink necessities. Saw Seconds Before and Down and Above play. Must say, both bands were on. Great toons, got my dance on. Yay.
Sunday I slept in late, did some cleaning, watched the tele, and then went for a run. After the run I talked with the parents about their impending visit, and then went to Kris's for dinner and a movie. Went to bed at my normal time, and could NOT sleep! So, I'm sleepy today. It will be an early night for me...after I finish my errands.
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
The sky is falling, Chicken Little!
Well, the ceiling is anyway. I went to work, and was having a good day, got lots done, and came home about 4. Walked in the door to my apartment and just stared. It looked like a mini ground zero in there. Plaster and sheet rock everywhere, like a mini bomb had just gone off. Then I looked at the wall/ceiling. The slanted part was missing a 7.5 by 4 foot section of plaster, that was now on the floor. And, another 8foot by 3 foot section was about to come down. I got out the broom, swept up the stuff on the floor, and left the stuff on the counter (I was NOT about to go under said about to fall section to clean up the other stuff).
Later last night, the second section fell. My toaster is full of plater, so is the foreman grill and the oven, and the counter and floor are scratched. I'm glad I don't own this building, and I'm just renting...but still?!!? Since when do ceilings fall down? Eep.
Oh, but the best news about this is, there is a section in my bedroom just about to fall. So I spent late last night moving my computer and my bookcase and hoping that the fallout wouldn't include where I'd be sleeping.
They're at my house today (the maintainence men) to redo the kitchen, and they'll redo my bedroom while they are at it. But sheetrocking is messy, and I'm NOT looking forward to cleaning up their mess when they are done! AND I just cleaned! Ugh.
(PS, my roommate's car battery was dead when she tried to start her car last night as well.)
Well, the ceiling is anyway. I went to work, and was having a good day, got lots done, and came home about 4. Walked in the door to my apartment and just stared. It looked like a mini ground zero in there. Plaster and sheet rock everywhere, like a mini bomb had just gone off. Then I looked at the wall/ceiling. The slanted part was missing a 7.5 by 4 foot section of plaster, that was now on the floor. And, another 8foot by 3 foot section was about to come down. I got out the broom, swept up the stuff on the floor, and left the stuff on the counter (I was NOT about to go under said about to fall section to clean up the other stuff).
Later last night, the second section fell. My toaster is full of plater, so is the foreman grill and the oven, and the counter and floor are scratched. I'm glad I don't own this building, and I'm just renting...but still?!!? Since when do ceilings fall down? Eep.
Oh, but the best news about this is, there is a section in my bedroom just about to fall. So I spent late last night moving my computer and my bookcase and hoping that the fallout wouldn't include where I'd be sleeping.
They're at my house today (the maintainence men) to redo the kitchen, and they'll redo my bedroom while they are at it. But sheetrocking is messy, and I'm NOT looking forward to cleaning up their mess when they are done! AND I just cleaned! Ugh.
(PS, my roommate's car battery was dead when she tried to start her car last night as well.)
Sunday, July 04, 2004
Rain, Rain, go away. Come back another day.
On second thought, the rain wasn't so bad. I ran my first 5K today, the "Hairpin Run" in Door County. So named because about 1.5 miles into said run, you run down the 'hairpin curve' on some road. So, you start by running up this REALLY BIG HILL, and then you run up and down some more hills, and then you run down a hill and around this curve, and then you finish on this really long straight flat part. We woke up this morning, and it was pouring. So I sighed and thought to myself, "If only I hadn't actually pre-registered for this madness." But I had, and my mom and dad paid for said madness, so I was going, even though bed was a good place to be w/ the rain pouring down and the window open. Still, it wasn't a bad thing, because I talked a whole bunch of my cousins into sharing the madness with me. We started the weekend w/ just my brother and my uncle running it, and them having conned me into running it. By race time, it was my brother and his girlfriend, my cousin and her two children, my other cousin M who had the homecoming party on Friday night (more below), and my uncle. Going from 3 to 8 people. Whee!
So, the horn (airhorns are prefered instead of guns aparently) went off, and up the hill we went. My uncle was convinced that sprinting up the hill was better than taking it easy, since you didn't burn out so fast that way. Hell, what do I know, I followed his advice and tore up the hill. As my dad said (sorry if this offends any animal lovers) I ran up that hill like a raped ape. Then it was the long, wet trudge to the finish line. At least I gave it my all when I got to the end, and ran accross the line feeling good. I took 461st. (at least that was out of 800 people. I don't feel quite like a slow slow idiot.)
The rest of the weekend was fun as well. Wednesday night I went to Spiderman 2. May I repeat Katie's setiment...if you haven't seen it, get your lazy bum to the theatre pronto. Thursday I got up early and went riding/training horses w/ my good friend here. I didn't ride too much, in anticipation of the afore mentioned race. Friday I did my laundry and washed the Super Saturn, and then I went up to DC w/ the fam and went to M.'s homecoming from the armed services party. Good times! Saturday was play at the beach day w/ my bro and his girlfriend, and then out to the cottage to eat yummy food and shoot off big big fireworks. Damned mosquitos there ate you the second you went outside though. Nasty critters them. Sunday was the race, as mentioned, and now i'm sitting on my bro's laptop, getting pissed at the little mouse thing, and gonna order chinese and watch Kill Bill. Good weekend all around I think!
On second thought, the rain wasn't so bad. I ran my first 5K today, the "Hairpin Run" in Door County. So named because about 1.5 miles into said run, you run down the 'hairpin curve' on some road. So, you start by running up this REALLY BIG HILL, and then you run up and down some more hills, and then you run down a hill and around this curve, and then you finish on this really long straight flat part. We woke up this morning, and it was pouring. So I sighed and thought to myself, "If only I hadn't actually pre-registered for this madness." But I had, and my mom and dad paid for said madness, so I was going, even though bed was a good place to be w/ the rain pouring down and the window open. Still, it wasn't a bad thing, because I talked a whole bunch of my cousins into sharing the madness with me. We started the weekend w/ just my brother and my uncle running it, and them having conned me into running it. By race time, it was my brother and his girlfriend, my cousin and her two children, my other cousin M who had the homecoming party on Friday night (more below), and my uncle. Going from 3 to 8 people. Whee!
So, the horn (airhorns are prefered instead of guns aparently) went off, and up the hill we went. My uncle was convinced that sprinting up the hill was better than taking it easy, since you didn't burn out so fast that way. Hell, what do I know, I followed his advice and tore up the hill. As my dad said (sorry if this offends any animal lovers) I ran up that hill like a raped ape. Then it was the long, wet trudge to the finish line. At least I gave it my all when I got to the end, and ran accross the line feeling good. I took 461st. (at least that was out of 800 people. I don't feel quite like a slow slow idiot.)
The rest of the weekend was fun as well. Wednesday night I went to Spiderman 2. May I repeat Katie's setiment...if you haven't seen it, get your lazy bum to the theatre pronto. Thursday I got up early and went riding/training horses w/ my good friend here. I didn't ride too much, in anticipation of the afore mentioned race. Friday I did my laundry and washed the Super Saturn, and then I went up to DC w/ the fam and went to M.'s homecoming from the armed services party. Good times! Saturday was play at the beach day w/ my bro and his girlfriend, and then out to the cottage to eat yummy food and shoot off big big fireworks. Damned mosquitos there ate you the second you went outside though. Nasty critters them. Sunday was the race, as mentioned, and now i'm sitting on my bro's laptop, getting pissed at the little mouse thing, and gonna order chinese and watch Kill Bill. Good weekend all around I think!
