Wednesday, August 30, 2006
I've added the finishing touch to my super classy, always available dog bed couch. That's right. I bought another dog bed. Check it out. 10 feet of floor luuuuuuuv. And a lot of excellent nooks and crannies to lose your keys in. FOREVER. Or your cell phone.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
This is NW Floridian culture at its height--cheap and trashy with window unit air-conditioners and the best fried fish sandwiches you can get. Love it.
Hot damn. Does that look good, or what? If it weren't for the millions of tourists, greedy real-estate developers, and some of the worst schools in the country, I'd move to NW Florida in a second!
This is the view of our neighborhood from the air. The air my dad was flying a plane in. Sweet!
I don’t like blogs. Okay, that’s a complete lie. I like them. I’m just too lazy to keep mine going. And frankly, aside from the three or four of you who are mildly interested in reading this, there is no audience for the mundane misadventures that make up my “life.” So maybe I’m a little depressed because I had to get my coffee at McDonalds this morning. The coffee at the place I’m working is so foul I wouldn’t pour it on a dying houseplant. It’s from one of those machines that brews an entire pot in 35 seconds, although technically “brewing” implies that the coffee and the water are united in coffee making intercourse for several minutes before dripping into the pot. Otherwise you have hot brown water that tastes vaguely of something like coffee. Anyway. Mostly I’ve been enjoying my extended childhood by hanging out with my family this summer. I like my family. They make me laugh, and they don’t complain when my hair looks like shit, which is always. Well, sometimes they might comment on the general shitty state of my hair, but the comments are always delivered with love. I assume.
But it’s been an okay summer. My brain has been on vacation. I say this because: A.) I haven’t accomplished the many insane goals that I set for myself in April, B.) I spent upwards of two hours looking at before and after pictures on the Extreme Makeover website, and C.) I was going to write a book, and so far I’ve written mostly shopping lists and two sentence e-mails.
The good news is that I’m being extra productive right now. Multi-tasking if you will. (i.e. Doing the blogging at work.)
It hasn’t been so bad shuffling from job to job for the temp agency. There’s been a lot of web “surfing,” as the kids say. A lot of time spent reading the msn.com articles no one ever actually clicks on. I’ve answered phones in various fake cheery voices (“Good morning, Commerce State Bank, this is Jenny, how may I direct your call?”) made copies, entered line after line after line of numbers into various computer programs, spilled things on myself, lost two thermal coffee mugs, and learned in painfully exact detail how Haagen Dazs orders and receives its ice cream packaging from a plant in Desoto, Kansas. Fascinating, believe me. Fascinating.
Now I’m hanging out in my temporary cubicle typing away on my temporary computer keyboard drinking lukewarm coffee and trying to figure out if I really want to listen to “Our Endangered Values” by Jimmy Carter on CD. Am torn between boredom, a sense of impending boredom, and feelings of obligation to our nation’s nicest president, who, although he lusted in his heart, never lusted in the Oval Office in any particularly offensive manner, plotted to invade a country to avenge his loser father, or tried to take down the DNC. I will hit the play button on Windows Media Player ver. 10. I will become inspired to move to Georgia and eat boiled peanuts while organizing the Democratic Revolution of ’06-’08, which, although already in the “capable” hands of the Democratic National Party, will require my political expertise and charming, hopeful spirit. Also, they need more chicks.
Posting pictures soon. Stay tuned.
But it’s been an okay summer. My brain has been on vacation. I say this because: A.) I haven’t accomplished the many insane goals that I set for myself in April, B.) I spent upwards of two hours looking at before and after pictures on the Extreme Makeover website, and C.) I was going to write a book, and so far I’ve written mostly shopping lists and two sentence e-mails.
The good news is that I’m being extra productive right now. Multi-tasking if you will. (i.e. Doing the blogging at work.)
It hasn’t been so bad shuffling from job to job for the temp agency. There’s been a lot of web “surfing,” as the kids say. A lot of time spent reading the msn.com articles no one ever actually clicks on. I’ve answered phones in various fake cheery voices (“Good morning, Commerce State Bank, this is Jenny, how may I direct your call?”) made copies, entered line after line after line of numbers into various computer programs, spilled things on myself, lost two thermal coffee mugs, and learned in painfully exact detail how Haagen Dazs orders and receives its ice cream packaging from a plant in Desoto, Kansas. Fascinating, believe me. Fascinating.
Now I’m hanging out in my temporary cubicle typing away on my temporary computer keyboard drinking lukewarm coffee and trying to figure out if I really want to listen to “Our Endangered Values” by Jimmy Carter on CD. Am torn between boredom, a sense of impending boredom, and feelings of obligation to our nation’s nicest president, who, although he lusted in his heart, never lusted in the Oval Office in any particularly offensive manner, plotted to invade a country to avenge his loser father, or tried to take down the DNC. I will hit the play button on Windows Media Player ver. 10. I will become inspired to move to Georgia and eat boiled peanuts while organizing the Democratic Revolution of ’06-’08, which, although already in the “capable” hands of the Democratic National Party, will require my political expertise and charming, hopeful spirit. Also, they need more chicks.
Posting pictures soon. Stay tuned.
