it is see your breath cold here. and foggy. stephen king foggy. january stephen king foggy.
there's a cruise ship in today. not only is it january stephen king foggy but there were bunch of people chnging in canadian for US at a very pathetic rate. talk about depressing.

with the ever increasing reports of heat from the south i am quite glad that it was 46 degrees all day.

and also, the poor souls doing construction are actually trying to connect water pipes almost 30 feet below the road and have been digging down to them with buckets and shovels since 6 pm yesterday. yikes man, yikes.

if i could turn back time. if i could find a way. i'd take back all the words that hurt you. (can't understand this line)

i wish i didn't have to hear this wong every day. in fact, if i could turn back time, to this morning, i would change the radio station and not hear that song ever again.

they've closed one of the main roads of bar harbor. right before memorial day weekend. these mdot people have their heads up their asses.

kitty wasn't all that happy to have me home yesterday. i thought she'd be more excited. but maybe just two days a week is a pattern she likes. it seems that she really does just sleep all day. i entertained myself by rearranging the kitchen furniture again, hanging pictures, and arranging all of my bills by month. sarah, my dear, do you have any of your wave prints that you could part with? i have sort of a wave print theme going on. you'll see.
it's sort of sad that i can't watch trading spaces all day now that i have house. although i think it's probably in my best interest not to spend all my time recovering pillows. i have to get to work signing up for my health insurance. i'll let you know how it goes..

oh, i'm sorry. i should have realized that your need to park was more important than that of our customers. and yes i appreciate that you conducted your business at other establishments as quickly as possible, thank you for that, now please allow me to grovel at your feet.

gee mare, i didn't know you were so interested to read about my exciting life. i've been busy this morning. not really busy, but busy enough to have not blogged yet. it's a rainy awful day. but we don't have cicadas so i think there's no reason to complain. one of the big spiders has re-asserted it's dominance in my bathroom. i watch him carefully for sudden movements. you know, just in case. but i have decided that perhaps mr.spider will eat the moths that may eat my clothes and maybe a spider guardian is better than cedar blocks.
in other news i got rid of all of my recycling this weekend. i was beginning to expect a milk jug monster to be drinking a cup of tea one morning when i woke up and so i took it all to the transfer station. i also got $5 in 5 cent returnables, so you can imagine the scope and the possible dangers of a can and bottle monster sitting and chatting with the milk jub monster. i imagine them criticizing my decor and cooking more spirited and original vegetarian dishes than i ever could.
so many issues there...

i'm number three for elvis spaniel rage. and also, who are you delaware comcast reader?

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that doesn't look like it's right...but i was my little pony which rocks my world. i LOVED my little ponies. they were the best.

and then i went to 8 hours of teller training. i very much missed blogging all day. i feel all empty inside. but i got a fabulous table and some cooking implements which are my favorite things to buy.
the training actually wasn't so bad. it was essentially parroting back to the lecturer and eating candy. and getting paid for the miles and the hours. maybe i'll even take the next classes and get certified to make even more money. but that sounds of someone who has devoted herself to banking...which just is not me. not really. all in all it was not a bad day out.
i saw a desk and some other bits of furniture to think about, but no chairs. they had wicked cheap rollaway beds at mardens, if anyone were coming here and wanted a bed to sleep on. err, cough, err. anyone?

if you tell me all about your fungal infections, i will unlock the bathroom for you.

the interview went off just fine. they don't pay as much as i thought they did, so i have to decide how much self respect i have versus the need for cash. hopefully the gallery people will get in touch soon. atleast that would be interesting.
my mom has planned my memorial day weekend for me, and it involves going home and then hanging out with her in portland. only she thinks that memorial day is next weekend, and really it's two weekends away. i wonder how i'm going to explain it to her.
i've been collecting the cute animal pictures from my days of ireland calendar. and then yesterday one of the high-ups inthe bank asked if i like horses. and since i hardly ever think of horses, because i'm not 12, i said no. hence he pointed at my virtul farm and said "what about those?". well, how do you explain to a bank high up that doesn't know your name that you just thought the sheep was funny, and then he needed a friend so you put up the goat, and then you felt bad about throwing away the horse because his kindred got honoured positions taped to the counter. so you just say "uhh, i like animals" in a lame sort of way. and then any respect or intellectual level that may have been attained or even hoped to have been attained between you and the higher ups is dashed. all because of the stupid horses.

hood news update:
apparently prom went off much better than drag ball. they had performances, probably to make up for drag ball sucking so hard.
and per jj my name, and probably sarah's, was mentioned. they actually realized how much work it was what we did and were impressed that we pulled it off so many times. yay for us. if my mom knew i spend half my education arranging dj's and drag queens and rainbow garland for queer functions, well she'd never believe it.
4 dragballs, 2 proms, the coffee houses, the meetings, the nights out, 4 days of silence, 4 coming out days. remember sulking around campus with chalk and posters and freezing our fingers off sarah? someone actually realized how much work all that was. a little late perhaps. never mind the books and the shopping and the painting and moving and having to talk to helena. makes me wonder how any school work ever got done.

and then i stopped screwing with the damn template. i hope the html gods approve. i'd hate to be smited. or smote. hmm?

so uhm yeah, it looks weird. but uhh i'm working on it. slowly...

i want to change my blog again...mostly because jj's looks so cool. but it took so long to find the perfect pinks. we all know how i love the pink...

it is my wisdom tooth and not a shard of bone working it's way out of my skull. well, i guess that is what teeth are but you get my meaning. mr. dentist said i do not have to have it removed unless it starts to cause pressure or pain. neither of which i have had. and now i am paranoid that i will think i'm feeling pressure or pain or i will neglect said pressure or pain because i'll think i'm imagining it. so essentially i'm going to drive myself crazy.
the dentist said he liked to keep in the wisdom teeth incase you ever need an extra molar. in case of emergencies. he was really very funny and i liked him alot. i think i need to look at what my dental insurance covers...it covered my cleaning, actually 2 a year. but it does not cover the sealants i have to get this summer. it would cover 80% of my fillings if they were cavities. we can only hope.

just when i get used to the old blogger they change it. not that it isn't very cool. it is. it's just the constant change screwing with me. i'm preparing to go to the dentist. to hear about my wisdom tooth, which isn't supposed to be there. i'm trying to decide if i need to keep my dental insurance...the rates are going up and this is the first time i've used it. course if i cancel i'll get a frisbee to the teeth this summer and have to pay through the nose or eat through a straw. better to pay more, yes?
this weekend we rented gosford park, which i need to watch atleast 3 more times to figure out completely. i rearranged my furniture again, because frankly i like to. it makes me happy.

i didn't actually talk to my mom on mothers day, although i left a message. they were never there. as a daughter i am now somewhere below primordial scum.

i just sent out my mothers day cards, uhm a bit late. i bought them ages ago, bad daughter, bad. i did get a call back from one of the applications i sent out. let's see what they offer me. there's also a new art gallery hiring. that would be very fun. i'm wearing my maori spiral today in the spirit of art, and err knowledge.
i made progress in the sharing a bed with kitty last night. i used love-a-lot bear and pony as kitty decoys on my stomach so kitty had to sleep on my legs. i'm not really sure it's a problem solved, but atleast i didn't breath in fur all night. we're trying to decide if she needs a play buddy. or if she would resent a play buddy. some times when i leave for work she just looks so sad. maybe she and sarah can bond this summer.
i'm so excited to have a sarah. they're such good fun.

i decided yeserday that i can not let the merry season of pocket lining go by ithout making an attempt at extraneous gainful employment. or, i applied for a part time job. actually one of the ones that i think sarah applied for aswell, it had a line "are you applying with a friend" but i put no. i didn't want to have unnecessary biased bearing on your application. unless you think it would help? i'm wasn't sure.
i'm having some sort of allergy/head cold problem today. i keep sneezing on the customers and they almost never like it. i have to get some drugs at lunch. my head feels all fuzzy. speaking of fuzzy...kitty insisted on sleeping on my stomach all night. i tried to make it as uncomfortable and jostly as possible but she kept coming back. it has to stop. kitty is going to have to sleep in the living room.

the 372 military police blog has had a whole lot of hits so it seems that someone, somewhere is noticing the phone calls and letters. mare, be sure to tell sarah. really, i've gotten like 30 and one from the treasury department. err.

while we were in the park this morning my mom told me the cancer that has been gone for 11 years is back. i damn near drove off the side of cadillac mountain. shit.