Month of February, 2002

The Tile Guy is eating our food

I come home tonight from work and Karen asks me if I made a sandwich before work this morning. I didn't and thought it was kind of funny she asked. I seldom take a lunch to work now that I work 10 hour days. I have to use my lunch hour to get out of the office otherwise I'd never see the sun. So apparently a tomato was left out on the counter. Then she points out that the lunch meat is almost gone as is the bread. None of us have been around much lately due to busy schedules. So who's eating the food? Oh wait, we're having someone retile Kristen's bathroom and he's in the house by himself all day. Realization: the Tile Guy is eating our food.

Yeah, it's pretty creepy but what are we doing to do about it? He hasn't finished the job and I'd really like him to. He works as slow as molasses so he'll be here a few more days. I wouldn't really care that he's helping himself to a sandwich or two if he had asked first. Taking other people's stuff is just wrong. The funny part is he probably didn't even think we'd notice. I just hope he's not messing with anything else.

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But I don't want to dance with you

I've been doing a funny little dance with one of my customers. A couple weeks ago he called and was completely rude to me. He belittled me by saying I hadn't been with the company long enough to know the product. Needless to say, I was very insulted. And that day, it made me really, really angry. We almost go into it over the phone. He happened to attack me at a really bad time. I had been working very hard the weeks prior and my patience had worn thin. Plus I really don't like being belittled (not like anyone does). So I almost yelled at him on the phone but managed to just cut the conversation short and get off the phone.

Then I didn't talk to this customer for a couple weeks and had pretty much forgotten about the incident. Well, he called yesterday. I almost didn't remember it was him except that he was acting strange. Of course I finally remembered why he was acting strange. He had been a complete jerk to me only a couple weeks ago. And he had no reason to be a jerk; I had been right about the issue all along. So now he and I are doing a dance. It's the be-way-too-polite-in-order-to-show-you're-sorry dance. We're both obviously over the tension we experienced a few weeks ago. But we don't know each other well enough to just talk about it and be done with it. So we act really nice to each other. WAY nice. It's really quite humorous.

Irish Festival

Irish festival this weekend. Sounds like fun. Wanna go?

Quote of the Day

"If you feel the urge to get closer to god, just come on over."
- Josh, about all the Mormon literature he brought back from Salt Lake City

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I wish I still lived with my parents

I had the pleasure of having breakfast with my parents this morning. Before I went to work, I packed up Tiger (and his bed and his food and his blanket and his leash) then headed off to Mom and Dad's house. We've got someone installing tile in Kristen's shower and didn't want to leave the dogs at home with him coming and going. So Tiger gets to stay with Grandma Lucci today while we're all off at work. Mom and Dad were having breakfast as I came in with all of Tiger's stuff. They got up, helped me, and then had me sit down with them. It's been about a week since we saw each other last so there was lots to talk about. Of course they wanted to hear about my trip. We just couldn't quit talking. It made me slightly late to work this morning but oh well. There are more important things than getting to work on time. And this morning it was talking to my parents. On the drive to work, I couldn't help thinking how lucky I am to have such incredible people in my life. I live a charmed life.

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Dinner with Coworkers

My department got together tonight for dinner to celebrate my boss's birthday. It was so nice to see everyone in a laid back atmosphere. We ate tons, drank not nearly enough, and laughed a lot. I'm very, very lucky to have a group of people I enjoy working with. Sure they get on my nerves sometimes and I'm sure I do the same. (Have you noticed that I'm quite overbearing for a woman? It's a big turn-off to men who prefer their women to be quiet.) But all in all, the people I work with are good people. They don't have agendas. They are smart. They are humble. They are honest. I'm very, very lucky to associate with such good people.

It's just a shame that a few of them didn't show up tonight. They really missed out on a pleasant evening and a good chance to be reminded that the people we work with really are people too.

Sick

Jeff just made my morning with his fun with webcam. It's my day off and so I'm lounging around the house. Still feeling a bit under the weather. I've got a huge list of things to do and absolutely no motivation to do any of it. Being sick sucks.

Great trip but now I'm sick

All in all, it was a fabulous trip. I feel much better mentally now that I had a few days off. Of course, I'm worse off physically but hopefully I'll be able to get in to see a doctor tomorrow.

Being in the city was great. There are so many people, moving, living, expressing. So many things going on. So much stimulation to the eyes and ears. It would be hard not to feel vibrantly alive while there. I enjoyed so many little things about the city - like getting to watch people on the train. Like walking through Central Park on a beautiful day. My brain moved non-stop while I was there. However, I took a break from writing. Nothing on the internet, nothing on paper, almost nothing in my head. It was time to just experience instead of reflecting all the time (like I normally do). So now I am going to reflect. It might not all be here but that's ok. The beautiful thing about memory is that it comes and goes depending on what kick-starts it.

Highlights
• Everything went smoothly to and from NYC - no airport tragedies
• Halcyon drinking wine and listening to some good DJ's
• Riding the subway everywhere
• Aaron and Andy live in apartment 12A but it really should be 13 since none of the other apartments have letters.
• Spending hours in the Met
• I met a security guard, Mike, in the Met. It was fascinating to talk to someone who works in the city but hates it. He dislikes Manhattan so much he lives in a little town in New Jersey. The distance makes his commute 2 and a half hours each way. But he's been working at the Met for 19 years and can't imagine doing anything else.
• Hung out with Andy and Kevin Thursday night while Aaron worked. Andy works for Kingstreet Records so I met him at The Virgin Megastore where he had a CD release for one of their DJ's (specifically Danny Krivit). After that, we headed off to another CD release party, but I didn't pay much attention to the club or the DJ. I was too busy catching up with Kevin, of cDc fame. Funny thing was I sortof knew Kevin in Lubbock but didn't learn about his fame until years later. I never knew the guy I danced with weekend after weekend was really a computer geek underneath all that hair. Andy, Kevin, JC, Lofta (two people who work with Andy), and I finally left the bar to get something to eat. Ended up keeping Kevin and his roommate, Danny (also of Lubbock), up way too late once we got back to the apartment. (Did I mention Kevin and Danny live one floor up from Aaron and Andy? It's the Lubbock crew in the middle of Harlem.)
• Walking into the VIP line at a club in NYC and getting in free.
• Knowing you can drink til 4am but choosing not to
• Big Nicks at 5am...this is just something you have to experience to understand
• Coming out of the subway and seeing the sun come up
• Meeting Andy's girlfriend, Pam, who was quite enjoyable to talk to and made the walk to the club seem entirely too short
• Having sunshine and being warm in NYC when I expected it to be overcast and cold
• Hanging out with Aaron and catching up on life's little things
• Seeing people of all different cultures and backgrounds mixing in the same place
• Talking with the waiter at the little Italian place we had lunch
• Hearing about Superlitz, probably the best subway band ever! though it was disappointing I didn't get to hear them
• Getting anywhere in New York City takes about an hour. makes me think my commute isn't so bad afterall

I found myself thinking a lot about where I live and where I would want to live. In the past, anytime I've visited NYC, I've been dying to move there. I can honestly say I'm totally content living in my little suburb. And I'm lucky that living here means I can afford visiting places like New York...and someday, White Sands, New Mexico.

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Happy Blogversary!

A day late is better than not noticing at all. Yesterday was my one year blogging anniversary. Just like everyone says...it's amazing how much changes in a year.

I would write more but I'm currently on a crappy terminal in the La Guardia airport. Be home soon and the New York details will come with me.

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I thought this day would never end

But the day before vacation is always like that. Yes, I am going on vacation! Leaving tomorrow morning for New York City to see Aaron and won't get back until late Saturday night. (I'm not promising pictures when I get back, because you know how bad I've been about posting pictures.)

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Quote of the Day

"If you befriend kids you stay young. If you choose to fight them they win every time. They're faster and will always be tried in court as juveniles. You won't."
- MecaWilson

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Blogging

LeiaScofield: http://www.wired.com/news/culture/0,1284,50443,00.html
EricaLucci: He obviously likes men, since that's all he quoted.
EricaLucci: I'm just kinda sick of all these articles judging weblogs...you can't really judge them unless you do it AND have read a couple million. And it's like everything else...some you'll like and some you won't.
LeiaScofield: He asked me if i thought blogs were getting boring. I told him I loved the boring ones. I think it is great that people are out there and sharing their lives and doing their thing.
EricaLucci: I want to know why Dvorak's column (the one in PC Magazine) is getting so much attention, since he sounded like he just heard about blogs. And how he can be so judgemental? I'm with you...I love the fact that people are putting their lives out there - exciting or not. If I wanted to read professional articles all the time then I'd buy a bunch of magazines. But that's not at all what I want. And I think journalists have a hard time realizing that. (Which just supports my belief that journalists can only think about journalism.)

Congrats, Leia, on the WIRED linkage!!! (You've hit big time!! Just wait, the maid comes next.)

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I had a great weekend.

And that makes it ok to get up and go to work this morning.

Yesterday I went out with Keith. We didn't do anything too crazy or off the wall, just lunch and a walk at the park. But it was such a wonderful time. It's nice when the conversation flows on it's own. It's fascinating to learn new things about someone else. I got to hear his "life story" which is one of my favorite things ever. (Speaking of which, I also got a "life story" in email today...awesome.) So, spending a Sunday afternoon with Keith wrapped up the weekend perfectly. Then I came home, put on pajamas and crawled into bed with a book. I'm reading A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami which is the best fiction I've laid my eyes on in awhile. But I still fell asleep early...figures.

Happy B-day, Matt

Flu erotica
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MATT

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Quote of the Day

"I shouldn't have worn the skirt."
- Kristen

Post Valentines Day Party

I had a great time last night at Amanda and Connie's party. Wasn't feeling too up for socializing last night until I had dinner with Karen and Roger. The food and the conversation got me in the mood. And of course it was great chatting with everyone at the party. Amanda and Connie's apartment looks so great! I can't believe they just moved in a short time ago and it's already decorated and organized! Those women are something! I was especially impressed with Connie's cake. (Hopefully someone will post a picture because it was quite a cake!) Thank you guys for such a great night!

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Places can really bring meaning.

I was looking at Richard Avedon's photos from the American West collection in the Amon Carter Museum today. They are larger than life portraits taken on stark whie backgrounds. My favorite is John Harrison, Lumber Salesman and his daughter, Melissa, Lewisville, Texas 11/22/81. I was thinking about the places these photos were taken - Wyoming, California, El Paso, etc. - and what those people's lives must be like. Then a couple speaking French came into the gallery. It occurred to me how much they're missing out of by not necessarily understanding the places the way I do.

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Sara Hickman show

The Sara Hickman show last night was so much more than I imagined.

Jon called me as I was on the way to the venue. I met him and a couple guys for dinner. Jon cut all his hair off and looks great. Plus, he had a pink "Be Mine" t-shirt on - how can you not just love a man who wears pink?! We only got to spend a few minutes alone catching up. But it was interesting hearing the stories Steve, the bassist/horn player, and Brad, the drummer, had to tell. And, of course, Jon and I got to tell the story of how we met. (Someday I'll put that story here, I really will.)

After dinner we headed off to the Lakewood Theater. It's a gorgeous place. They've really done a nice job restoring it - I hope to go back again. Before the show, Jon and I sat in the green room with the band. I was shocked at how friendly and open everyone was. Sara and her husband, Lance, were especially nice to include me in the conversation and ask questions about my life. Just before they went on, Sara told me a bit about her music, which I'd hadn't heard yet. She said it is "really positive." I had no idea how moving it would be.

Everything about the show was fabulous. Even though it was a Valentines day show and all the music was geared towards love, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Lance and I sat up in the balcony where we had a perfect view. I was so impressed with the band. There were so many musicians on stage and yet everything fit together so well. There was Jon playing guitar and sitar, Steve playing bass and a horn, Brad on drums, Tiffany singing backup, Sean playing cello, and Will playing piano, guitar, and violin. Lance, also sang with Sara for a few songs. It was very musically rich. But it didn't stop there because it was spiritually rich too. During one song, a home video that Sara and Lance had done with their children was projected behind the band. It was such a neat peak into their life. I think my favorite song was "Take me with you," which is about when a spouse dies and the other wants to join them. I was very shocked to find myself so moved by the music and by the end I was dabbing up tears. I feel very, very lucky to have seen such a wonderful woman with an incredible group of musicians. It was a great way to spend a Friday night.

It occurred to me last night how strange the relationship that Jon and I have is. We've known each other almost 3 years but we have had very little cross-over into each other's lives. We've always lived in different cities. We've always had different kinds of jobs. We have never spent any longer than a couple days together at any one time. I've never met any of his friends, and he's only met one or two of mine. Yet I consider us to be quite connected. There's something between Jon and I that the rest of the world doesn't really have to be a part of. We just connect. Of course, I wonder what we would be like and what our relationship would be like if there was more cross-over. But I really have a hard time imagining it. Somehow it has just happened that way for us so I'm content. And, who knows, maybe more cross-over would just screw it up.

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Cindy, who are you, really?

I've talked to Cindy over a dozen times in the past 2 weeks. She's new at the software and is trying to learn. I know how that feels. Except that I got the luxury of having people in the office to ask (and lots of them). The only person she has to ask is me (and, well, the other tech support reps). But she seems to like me the best as she asks for me personally day after day. She even works as late as me, as I suspect, just to get me to answer. Oh, and she seems to know my schedule too, since today, she bemoaned the fact I wouldn't be in Monday.

So after I helped Cindy with her question, I started wondering about her. We always exchange pleasantries - she's a very nice woman. I have a general idea of her job. But I really have no idea about her. It's weird that we work together rather closely and feel comfortable with each other but conversation never ventures into the personal. I guess it's hard over the phone.

I wonder why she works so late. I wonder what she goes home to at night. If it's an empty house or apartment. Or is she married? Maybe she has some kids (she sounds old enough to...but can you really tell someone's age by their voice?). What does she do on the weekends? Where did she go for college? How did she get into this business? So many questions and I doubt I'll ever get answers.

So I guess I'll continue talking with Cindy, passing pleasantries, helping with her problems until one day she gets good enough with the software that she'll have no need for me. Then Cindy and I will pass out of each others lives only to be forgotten.

So the weekend is here. Everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Two coworkers called in "sick" and one has the day off. Makes a day that should be really laid back, fairly busy. Bah. When is it my turn to call in sick when I'm really not?

Jon is going to be in town tonight playing a show. It'll be good to see him even though I don't know the music he's playing. Apparently he's playing with Sara Hickman at Lakewood Theater tonight. It's the "Valentine's show". I wonder how funny I'll look sitting all by myself? But it will be nice to see him even if only for a short while. He, unfortunately, has to go back to Austin tonight. Come to think of it...it's been ages since I've seen him play. Should be exciting...and I hear he got his hair all chopped off. Mmmm.

Valentines
Last night was really nice. Went over to Mom and Dad's house in time to grab some dinner (even though everyone else had eaten). We sang happy birthday and he opened his gifts. Then Mom gave us Valentine's gifts! I was so surprised. We all got socks and soap with heart themes. Awesome. (I'm so spoiled.) Then we laid around the living room answering trivial pursuit questions. As I was falling asleep in front of the fireplace with Tiger, I learned some really neat things about geography. But I just can't remember any of it now. Ended off the night by getting in bed early and sleeping really well.

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Quote of the Day

"Is there something there? Or is it just 'guest starring'?"
- Dave, when inquiring into my dating life

Luge photo

Now I understand why people are talking about luge so much!

Love is in the wires

Today seems to be the day to write about love. Afterall, it is Valentines. Or maybe it's the day to celebrate singleness (as someone in the office just told me). I guess I'm just surprised that so many people I read on a daily basis are writing about love. Mostly because I hadn't thought a whole lot about Valentines Day until I started reading about it. So check out some of these love posts if you're in the mood. If not, don't.

Mia lives in Europe and is a very special woman. Thank you for the international perspective.
And today's post from MecaWilson is a surprise from someone who writes the funniest, crudest stories!
Jason and Becky are a great couple I've met in person. You should just see how they glow together.
Leia even made a valentine card.
Dan kept it simple today, but it's yesterday's post that really shows how much his wife loves him.

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Happy Birthday Dad!

I've always considered myself lucky to have something other than "love" to celebrate on Valentines Day. And he's definitely the best man in my life to be celebrating!

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Fan club

Described as "brilliantly sardonic," the DAK fan club that Ariel set up will definitely make you cool.

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Work Learning

I'm learning a new piece of software here at work. It's an automation piece...so it tells the other stuff what to do. Anyway, without boring you to death, I was able to fix my first script! I did this all by myself, too. *happy dance* I'm feeling quite proud right about now. And even if no one else notices, it's okay because I know.

Review

Had my "yearly" review at work today. All went well. How could it not considering the review was of the first 4 months I've worked here. Not too much to review. The unfortunate part is we couldn't talk about pay raises. Not yet. The company is waiting to see how first quarter goes. Weannies.

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News & Enron

Listening to the news on the way to work. Lots of talk about Kenneth Lay being in front of the committee today. Apparently he's pleading the 5th. I think he should be pleading for his male parts. Did I just say that out loud?

Katie summed it up perfectly.
Enron grammar quiz
Kenneth Lay in present tense?
Answer: Kenneth Lie

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Renewal

Just renewed my domain name...it expires in 2 days. Wow, have I really owned ericalucci dot com that long? Man how time flies. This time last year, I was settling down into my first computer-related job, dating Jason, finding my way around the Internet, and building my first computer. Amazing.

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Wow, it's Friday

I'm tired. But I usually am by the time Friday rolls around. Looking forward to sitting around the house tonight and not lifting a finger. I'll probably even go to bed early and sleep late. Being wrapped up in covers with my eyes closed sounds so good right now. Saturday I need to be well rested so Dad and I can finish building the inside of Kristen's shower. We want to finish it tomorrow so we can get the tile people in asap. Fun. Fun. Then Saturday night, going to the DFW Blogs Fort Worth excursion party at Lyn's house (who's birthday was yesterday - happy birthday!). Thank goodness it's the weekend.

Images

This is a fascinating image. Makes me want to move to a more remote area. Just as long as it's warm most of the year.

More Picture Links
So cute!
Close to home
Superstition is an amazing thing
Something I have to see in person...someday

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Olympics

So the Olympics are starting. I'm hearing stories on the radio, seeing commercials (where companies boast of their olympic support), and reading stories on the web. None of this affects me all that much. Normally I wouldn't pay much attention either...besides the occasional hockey game or ski jump run.

(I LOVE the ski jump. There's something crazy about skiing straight down a hill only to be rocketed up into the sky all the while maintaining perfect body control. How does one get into this kind of sport? Hey, dad, can I ski off the house?)

But this year, someone I know personally is going. So I admit thinking about the Olympics far more than I normally would. The main thing I want to know is why is there so much talk about luge?

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Quote of the Day

"There's no Time, also, in that things are always changing...so that you can't pinpoint any definite moment...the instant you do, you and it have already changed anyway, are always changing."
- Allen Ginsberg

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Amusing Picture

Just an amusing picture from my student teaching days. So I guess this puts us back to 1999, the year I graduated from college. Poor kid, see the scared look on his face? Yeah, that's why I'm in computers now.

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Quote of the Day

"OOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhh, those eyebrows...Stole my heart with the wind...they sang a thousand songs of a lonely mariner with a 2 stringed uekelele. They did."
- K

Marketing

Marketing as defined by Pink.

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Let it snow

It's been snowing since I got to work this morning. It was kinda fun to get snowflaked hair while out at lunch. Made me feel like an ice princess. Now I'm just wondering what the roads will be like on my way home. I'm not even going to start counting the number of overpasses I drive over on the way home. But I can't wait to get there and see what Tiger thinks of snow!

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Micro is better?

The Micro Flat is a fascinating idea. Afforable housing in the city. Sure, who doesn't want that? But what about living space? What about breathing room? The porch is a nice solution but what do you do if you want to have people over? I'm shocked at how little space there is for living. I guess the idea is that people are spending less and less time in their homes. Maybe it would work if you only lived in it during the work week and had a real home to go to on the weekends and holidays.

Whoever designed this flat doesn't know anything about my shoe collection. Nor did they take into account not all of us have laptops that we could sit on the couch with. I mean, where's the computer desk?! It reminds me of a dorm room except no roommate and it looks WAY cooler.

I like the kitchen unit idea. And the inclusion of windows is so important to healthy living. (I wish the people designing my office building had some idea how important natural light is.)

I could probably live in this space by myself but only if I had a second home for the weekends. Hey, that's an idea...live in the city during the
week and run away to mom and dad's house in the suburbs on the weekends.

Link via GothicGranola

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Dichotomy

Dichotomy makes me happy.

via Jish

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Dream Last

Last week woke up face down in my pillow, my whole body tense, with a horrible expression on my face. I was angry. I was really, really angry. More angry than I've been in a long time.

I had been dreaming.

The dream started with me parking my car infront of a huge office supply store. There were lots of people so I had to park far away. Then in the store, I was only buying one envelope. Apparently I had something important to mail. There were very long lines and a lot of tension. A young, attractive man was ringing up my envelope. For some reason he got angry and walked away. As he walked away from the register, I was furious. So I hopped on top of the counter and started screaming. "Where do you think
you're going?!" "You can't do this to me!" and other equally as ridiculous comments. But I was one big ball of rage. I could feel it all over my body, I was so angry. The manager came over and though I gave him an earful didn't care nor did anything about it. I stormed out of the store.

When I got to where I had parked my car, it was gone. Actually the whole parking lot, which had been full, was now empty. In place of our cars were a couple hockey nets. There was a woman - total soccer mom type - who seemed to be in charge. I asked her what was going on and where my car was. (Keep in mind, I'm still furious about the cashier in the office supply store.) She innocently says all the cars were "moved" to another location because of the hockey game. The location was far away and this was just more than I could handle.

I woke myself up shaking in rage. It took me a few minutes to wake up enough to realize it was just a dream. But it's stayed with me since. I'm concerned about anger popping up in my dreams.

Wedding Pics

Leia took some great pics at the wedding.

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Is it over yet?

What a weekend. It's only Sunday morning and I'm already ready for it to be over. Actually, that's not true; I'm just worn out. I'm so glad I have a today and tomorrow still. Seems like so many things I want to do but haven't gotten to. (Thank you, Sean, for removing all guilt about ending sentences with prepositions.) I was looking forward to having a quiet day bumming around the house. But I'm not so lucky. Kristen is having a Super Bowl party. One can only assume this means lots of people, food, and drinking. Too bad all I want to do is crawl into a hole and hide.

Friday was an incredibly long day. Right after work I went to get my haircut. Ana is so cool to have late night appointments. But it's hard to be patient when your 7:30pm appointment doesn't start until 8pm. An hour and a half later, I have new hair - cut and dyed - and new eyebrows. That part seems to be the most exciting because, honestly, they look really good.

*Just now, I saw the reflection the window is making on the monitor. It looks like a perfectly blue sky. So I turned around excited that it wasn't as overcast as I thought it was. Only to be disappointed that the sky only looks that blue when reflected in my monitor. Damn technology.*

After going home, changing clothes, and pleading with Tiger not to mad at me because I was going out again, I headed off to Gypsy Tea Room to see Halls of the Machine. I had seen them back in October and couldn't pass up a chance to see them again. It was a good show, but the best part was getting to talk to you.

Wanted to sleep in late Saturday morning but fate had other plans. Tiger woke me up because he needed to be let out. Then I crawled back into bed only to have Dad poke his head into my room. He had come over to work on Kristen's shower but after finding Kristen still asleep, he decided to take Karen out to breakfast. Since I was awake, he invited me as well. I weighed the two and decided breakfast on Dad was far more appealing than going back to sleep. Before I knew it the morning was over, and I was rushing around to get ready for the wedding.

After the wedding, came back to Arlington and crashed. Had too much caffeine at the reception (I know better than to drink Coke) so I didn't sleep long. Later Saturday night, Karen and I made the short trip to Fort Worth's Ridglea Theater to see Halls of the Machine again. I know, I kinda seem like a stalker/groupie but I'm really not. I just love their music. And since they don't play very often I have to get my fill. The Ridglea Theater Lounge was a perfect setting for HOTM - intimate, good sound, chill. I really enjoyed the show though it could have been a lot longer. Afterwards we got to hang out with the band...they are all very interesting people. My eyebrows were yet another topic of conversation.

Who knew getting eyebrows done could do so much for one's social life?!

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White Wedding

Jessica and Billy got married today. It was one of the nicest ceremonies I've ever been to. The best part was seeing two people that I know love each other very much, commit their lives to each other. It was very powerful. Of course I cried. But I Billy and Jessica did too.

It was a wonderful occasion to see so many good friends. Everyone was so happy and relaxed. There's nothing quite like celebrating a couple's commitment. (Not something I spend a lot of time thinking about but with Jessica and Billy it's just so apparent.)

Weddings are a great place to meet people and socialize. But I have to admit it's weird to get hit on at a wedding. I saw him checking me out from across the room. I was flattered but at a wedding? Cheri and Leia sealed the deal by calling me over to meet him. Cheri wasn't at all shy; she explained she was pointing out all the attractive, single women. So he and I talked for awhile. He was definitely scamming. I was amused. So I gave him my email.

The only thing I regret was not getting a picture of Dave's face when he caught the garter.

New Eyebrows

I got new eyebrows yesterday.

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Can I buy you a drink?

You go into it trying to be smooth. Trying to act cool. You want him to like you, to be intrigued. You imagine yourself like a scene in a movie you saw once.

Suddenly conversation is flowing. You find yourself saying things you hadn't planned. It's so easy and comfortable. You're laughing. You're surprised he's so nice. You hope you see him again.

And then he offers his number so you know you will.

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Quote of the Day

"Me, and my butt..we scared."
- Coma Eroticism via Leia