Thursday, February 24, 2005

Where You Stay?

bold the states you've been to, underline the states you've lived in and italicize the state you're in now...

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How cool is this? I've lived a lot of places.

Snagged from him.

And, She's Off!

A quick, late night post to let y'all know that I'm headed off to Lil Sis's wedding tomorrow. I've cleaned the litter box, bought road-trip snacks (Cheez Its and Nilla Wafers), and started loading the car.

I've also started breaking it to Mickey that he's going to be taking a trip. See, Mickey does not like The Outside. It's a large, cold, scary place that does not have food readily available at all times. He's much happier staying inside, thankyewverymuch. Getting him to the car can be a challenge. I have to kind of sneak up on him. As I get ready in the morning, I will close doors to rooms I don't need any more. It is imperitive that my bedroom door gets closed or he'll shoot under the bed in just the places I can't reach. Then, I'll completely load the car, come back inside, take off my shoes and sit and eat breakfast. See, all the activity of taking out bags and such makes him very nervous, so I do this in the hopes of lulling him into a false sense of security. After I'm done eating and he's calmed down a bit, I swoop in and grab him. I hold him with one hand, grab all four paws with the other and shove him into his carrier in one, swift motion. Sometimes this works out according to plan. Others, not so much.

I still need to pack. Which means that I still need to figure out what to wear. Bleh.

Winston's here and all ready to go. The fam will be meeting him for the first time. Frankly, I'm nervous and I'm not really sure why. I mean, I'm an adult, and it doesn't matter if they don't like him. It won't change my opinion of him any. It will certainly make things easier if they do like him, though. I dunno. I think I'm being weird about this. I should, at least, have some good stories for you all next week.

Oh, yeah. I'm not taking my computer, so I won't have 'net access. Of course, with the frequency I've been posting lately, it won't seem any different!

Night, bloggers. Catch you all next week.

Monday, February 21, 2005

Fage Yogurt is Back

I am thrilled. I discovered Fage back in September and it is wonderful. Thick and creamy goodness. It got pulled off the store shelves in October (some kind of FDA brewhaha), but it's back. I had some yogurt with mixed berries stirred into it this morning for breakfast. It was so good I licked out the entire plastic container. Good way to start the day.

Beats the phone call I got from a cow-orker (for Broad: first name starts with L) complaining about something stupid that I wasted 2 hours on today. Happy Monday!

Yesterday I spent some coin on some new clothes. I need some nice, career clothes for a conference coming up as well as something that would be suitable for the wedding this weekend. None of my career clothes fit anymore. Which, hey, good problem to have, but still means I have to go drop some dough on some clothes. And, I don't like shopping.

I did manage to find a pair of black pants with a pink pinstripe that are way too cute; a 3/4 sleeve black top with a wide, pink satin collar and cuffs; and a blouse that has pink and black dots and circles on it. I'm going to go out again tonight with the hopes of finding something not pink and some shoes.

I also got an oil change, transmission fluid change, and front/rear differential service yesterday at the Jiffy Lube. Need the car all set for my quickie trip this weekend.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Pizza 'n Coffee

Breakfast of champions, I'm tellin' ya.

Things have been a bit hectic and I haven't had much of a chance to blog. I have, however, been keeping up with the blogs in my Linky Goodness section, so be aware. I'm spying on all of you.

Valentine's Day was lovely. I kinda surprised Winston by just showing up to his place. I say kinda because I called while I was on my way there just to make sure he was home. It was a surprise up to the phone call. After that? Not so much. We went out to supper and had a quiet night. It was perfect.

Work this week has been very busy. My minion and I have been trying to get a jump on several projects that are due in March. Why? Because the courthouse gods are not with us, that's why. My minion had jury duty on Friday and I have it next week. I don't think she got put on a jury because she was supposed to call me Friday if she did and no phone call. But, if I get put on a jury, it could be all not good. My minion is in good shape with her stuff, but I'm the one who has to finish up all the projects. Next week jury duty and the week after that is our company's annual conference and I won't be in the office M-W because of that. Our consulting division scheduled a project for the day after the conference. Back in December when they told me about it, I told them they were insane. They shrugged it off. But, now they are realizing just how insane they were.

School is rockin'. I got a 95 on an exam last week. Go, me! I applied for student teaching last week. The application is for Spring 2006. It's all seeming very real now. I'm going to be out of a job in January and living like a pauper. I'm scared about that. A lot I'm scared about that. My mother has been very kind and told me that she'd pay for my car payment, car insurance and COBRA. My friend has told me I can live with him rent/utility free (he has a 2 bedroom/2 bath condo). I will really only need money for my cell phone, prescriptions, food, gas, incidentals, etc. I'm planning on getting a part time job to cover those expenses. But still scared. The biggest thing I'm scared about? What if in the middle of the semester while student teaching, I realize I hate it? I would have worked my ass off for the past 4 years, quit my job, and ended up doing something I hate? Then what? Oh dear god.

I need to get off my ass, shower, and go see about some clothes for the wedding.

Friday, February 11, 2005

Goin' to the Chapel

No, I'm not getting married, but Lil Sis is. She and her new boyfriend are getting hitched on February 26. And, I mean new. They started dating right after Thanksgiving. Whirlwind courtships?? I'm guessin'.

This will give my family an opportunity to meet Winston, too. He's gonna make the road trip with me for the festivities. That should be interesting. My family hasn't met many of my boyfriends, so that's something new in itself. But, I also have one sister (and her husband) who are, well, there's really no nice way to say racist, is there? Winston's a bit darker than I think they would like. Frankly, I don't give a rat's ass. This sis is not one I have much in common with beyond DNA, so it won't hurt my feelings one bit. I just hope they don't make things bad for Winston. I doubt they will. Most likely they'll just get that pinched look like they just found a turd in the punchbowl. And, that'll be funny.

Monday, February 07, 2005

Boys are Stupid

Throw rocks at them.

Hee hee.

Pwetty Hairs

Went to EWK's for our every-five-week hair party. Broad got a fabulous dark red with black lowlights. It looks fantastic. I just got a trim and root touch up (gray? what gray?). We did hair, chatted, etc. And, EWK cooked roast and homemade mashed potatoes. Dear god, they were fantastic potatoes! Broad and I ran to the grocery store to pick up some pop. We skipped through the parking lot and got some strange looks, but we enjoyed ourselves. During lunch, Broad let a big burp rip which was funny. But, what was even funnier was the look of surprise on her face. Like it snuck up on her. Priceless.

Conversations with Idiots

I work in a service industry, so I have to talk to some people who, frankly, I don't know how they dress themselves. Today:

Customer: Blah blah blah. Long boring intro. on stuff I don't need. Finally getting to the point. I need X kind of research and I was told you do that.

Kaffy: Actually, we don't do that kind of research, but we work with a company...

Customer: You don't do that? Then what do you do?

Kaffy: We do [another kind of research], but this other company we work with...

Customer: If you don't do it, do you know anyone who does?

Kaffy: As I was just saying, we work with Name of Company and they do that kind of research. I don't...

Customer: Are they based in New York? They're not, are they?

Kaffy: No, but they do this type of research...

Customer: I need someone in New York. [Side note: My company is in Chicago and she called us.]

Kaffy: As I was saying, they do this type of research internationally even though they're based in Rhode Island.

Customer: Oh. Who should I talk to there?

Kaffy: Ask for Man1 or Man2.

Customer: What are their last names?

Kaffy: They own..

Customer: Can you spell it?

Kaffy: They own the company. You don't need their last names.

Customer: Can you spell their last names?

Kaffy: Sigh. Spells out last names.

Why do people interrupt when all their questions are getting answered if they'd just pay attention.

Then, I talked to someone else who couldn't answer a simple question such as "When do you need this research by?"

My head is all hurty now.

Friday, February 04, 2005

Bestest Boyfriend Ever

I have had, well, an interesting week. Yeah, that'll do. There's something afoot in Kaffy's world that I can't really talk about right now, but suffice to say, there is some stress. This stress entered Tuesday night. I talked to Winston and Broad and they understand the what's what.

Anyway, I got to work on Wednesday just like normal (after very little sleep). After a bit, I went to the kitchen for coffee (there was none. damn. make new pot. wait for the precious caffeine.). Then I went back to my desk with my freshly brewed coffee to find a wee present on my desk.

One dozen of the most gorgeous long-stemmed roses ever. And by wee? I mean big. They're beautiful and still smell all nice. And the card attached? "Just Because." See? Bestest boyfriend ever.

When I called him to thank him, he said that he had ordered them sometime the day before. Before the stress. He said, "I felt a disturbance in the Force. I knew you needed flowers." Again, bestest boyfriend ever.

Thanks, baby. They've made my whole week. I have them where I can see them out of the corner of my eye all day long.

I Don't Even Know Who She Is


Which Rock Chick Are You?


Can anyone enlighten me as to who this chick is?

Snagged from her who got it from her.

NBC5.com - News - Confrontation Turns Fatal For Taxi Driver

NBC5.com - News - Confrontation Turns Fatal For Taxi Driver

I'm scanning the news today, can you tell?

Here's another one that just gets to me. Short recap: Cabbie picks up a guy and takes him all of three blocks. Guy argues with cabbie over fare (3 freakin' blocks?? couldn't have been more than $3). They get out of the cab and yell at each other. Guy jumps back in cab and proceeds to run cabbie over at least 3 times! And, ran over some poor woman who stopped to give the cabbie CPR (she's not hurt too bad). Takes off. Cabbie dies. Guy is still on the loose.

?!?!?!?!?!

That guy was insane. Absolutely insane. There is no other explanation. I used to live in that neighborhood, and I know there are some crazies who live there (burlap man? huge guy who wears burlap and sleeps in doorways. Spitting lady? strange woman who spits at random people on the el platform. Yelling lady? woman who yells-very loudly- obscenities at, apparently, no one while walking down the street.) But, all in all, it's not a bad neighborhood. I just can't wrap my mind around running a man over three times over a $3 cab fare. I can't understand for a $300 cab fare.

What the hell is wrong with people?

CNN.com - Couple accused of torturing children - Feb 4, 2005

CNN.com - Couple accused of torturing children - Feb 4, 2005

I don't believe in the death penalty, but for people like this, I would seriously reconsider. Or better yet, put them in prison and let the other prisoners do to them what they did to those poor kids. I swear to God, I don't even come close to understanding this kind of behavior. Mugging, stealing, robbery? I can kind of get that. Someone needs/wants money. Even murder I can kind of understand. Being so pissed off at someone? Yeah, I can get that.

But torturing children? What kind of twisted, sadistic fuckwad would do that?

Thursday, February 03, 2005

It's Yer Birfday!

Happy Birthday, Broad!!! Go wish her some happies!

[Edit: okay, I had this really cool Aquarius image in here, but it's taking forever to load on my T1 connection, so I'm getting rid of it. But you can go here and see it!]

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

He Done Did It

Friday was our annual holiday office party. What? I actually like having our holiday party in late January. I don't have to worry about fitting it in to an already hectic holiday schedule. And, by late January, I'm ready for a little fun. Also, my company throws pretty decent parties. For Halloween, we did a scavenger hunt around the city. It was so much fun! Last year, we played Whirlyball which is the most fun thing ever. Think bumper cars on a basketball court. Way too much fun.

This year? We did a murder mystery party. Ten people were suspects, the rest of us were witnesses. We did it at a restaurant, so during drinks/appetizers, we went around and asked questions to get clues from each other. Then during lunch, there was the reading of the will. After lunch we could ask a few more questions then we had to submit our guesses. I got it! I was pretty happy about that.

The owners of the company were at my table at lunch. We were all talking about who we thought did it. I gave my answer and reasons why and one of the owners said, "Kaffy, you're really good at this. You could really be a detective. You ask great questions." I replied, "That's why you have me as a researcher. I ask good questions." She laughed and said, "You're in the right job then!" Ahh....validation!

I'm glad my whole company are big geeks like me and get into that kind of thing. It wouldn't have been as much fun if everyone hadn't really gotten into it.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

It's a Par-tay!

If you are in the L.A. area (or not) and a LOST fan, you should head out to this party on April 15-16. I know the organizers, and they throw down a great party. Food, music, dancing, etc. And, it's a fundraiser for the Children's Defense Fund of California which happens to be J.J. Abrams favorite charity. So, there will be an auction with all kinds of LOST goodies to bid on.

So, get your butts in gear and head out to the party. You won't regret it!