My Day In History

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Go to Wikipedia . Type in
your birth date (but not year). List three events that happened on your
birthday. List three important birthdays and three interesting deaths. Post
this in your journal.

362 – Athanasius returns to Alexandria.

1875 – Jeanne Calment was born, going on to live for 122 years 164 days, the longest confirmed lifespan for any human being in history.

2000 – David Letterman returns to The Late Show over a month after having an emergency quintuple heart bypass surgery.

births:

1728 – Tsar Peter III of Russia, husband of Catherine the Great (d. 1762)

1903 – Anaïs Nin, French writer (d. 1977)

1927 – Erma Bombeck, American humorist (d. 1996)

deaths:

1437 – King James I of Scotland (b. 1394)

1965 – Malcolm X, American black activist (b. 1925)

1974 – Tim Horton, Canadian hockey player (b. 1905)

I do love my kitties.

How you can you deny the cuteness present in a double kitty headstack?

1.) DMV at way early this morning.
2.5 hours. Lots of standing. Then lots of sitting.

Yield: one half-way decent driver’s license that is good until 2045 -
though, I’ll move before that and have to change the address. Good to
know that I’m allowed to drive until I’m 65 though…

2.) Souper!Salad! buffet for lunch.
Yumminess insues for relatively cheap ($5.99 per person).
Limited selection but of relatively healthy food.

3.) Wall-climbing.
Good fun. Good pain. I’ve missed this. I like this. I will be there
again soon. Especially since I can boulder without a partner.

4.) Bike store.
Of necessity, we needed new toys for tomorrow’s bike ride. I needed a
cage and a water bottle that would fit in said cage. I had to replace
my odometer which was damaged on the trip here. I also wanted to pick
up a front light.

5.) Now. Tired. Bikes are almost ready to go for tomorrow.
Want nookies.
Want sleep.

P.S. Hubby’s version of events.

I’m pretty much out of things to say, seeing as I haven’t done anything for a long time.

I did, however, see a car yesterday with Hawaii plates. I’m still
trying to figure that one out – as in, where did it come from and why
would you want a car from Hawaii to be in Arizona? After all, it was
only a Dodge Stratus.

Secondly – I want shower curtains from here once I have a house and a bathroom to decorate. I think I like the happy buddha one…or else the pyramids.

Otherwise…there isn’t much to say. Wall-climbing hopefully tomorrow. That will be brutal. And fun.

**I’m putting my edit at the top.

My new toy is here!

Finally, the UPS man brought something that is for ME! And not for
whoever used to live here. And I think today was also the first day
that the UPS man has seen me in clothes, as the other two times I
answered the door in my pjs**

Finally I hear back from the paternity lab. 24 hours after I emailed
the gentleman who owns the lab. A negative response, of course, but at
least a response. I want to email him back and tell him that calling
and telling people they didn’t get the job really is standard and is
considered polite. But I doubt it was his fault…so I will supress
that urge.

I got the updated information about my “Forensic Services Laboratory
Technician” position that I will be interviewing for on Tuesday. The
bad news is: all DNA is sent out for sequencing, no in-house
facilities. The good news: this now a “civilian” position, which I
think means no gun toting. Other bad news: I have to take a short
written exam when I first get to the interview but I have no idea what
it is going to cover as this position is one that requires extensive
training. And this job requires on call hours. Other good news:
starting pay is good. Very good. As in, better than I really ever
expected to make.

Anyone ever take a test at an interview? I have no clue what they’re
going to test me on. Job requirements are chemical lab safety (which is
really dependent on labels which anyone can read and on the specific
lab regulations), knowledge of basic lab techniques and equipment as
well as computer experience…but how the hell do you test such things?

Ah well
I’m going to the grocery store (again) as I don’t have anything else to do and I’m out of salad.

But really, I want some head pettings and snuggles (not from kitties)
but hubby has to work and then he has his first class – so he won’t be
home until late.

Pah.
I’m so buying a coke.

Kicking angsty ass.

My own I mean.

I’m deciding that being angsty is serving no purpose.
So I’m looking for positives to havning naught to do until next Tuesday.

For example:
Today, I’m going to wear my glasses (edited because wearing just glass
would not actually be very comfortable now would it? silly me and my
lack of proof-reading) and no bra or panties, ALL DAY.
I have on a comfy tank top and comfy shorts and I am going to enjoy not being at all clothily restricted.

I am also compiling a list of things to do in AZ, including in a nice
file folder, location, prices and hours of operation – both for me (us)
and for visiting people.
So far on the list:

1.) Phoenix Zoo – One of the top 5 children’s zoos. Ironically, I believe Fort Wayne Children’s zoo was actually #1…
2.) Phoenix Museum of History
3.) Arizona Science Center
4.) Japanese Friendship Garden
5.) Pueblo Grande Museum
6.) Shermer Art Center
7.) IMAX theatre at the Arizona Mills
8.) Desert Botanical Garden

That’s just the major things I’ve really started looking at. I’ve not
really even gotten outside of the major Phoenix area. There are all
kinds of things yet to discover in Tempe and in Mesa…
 
*edited to also add: yup
It’s warm here. Well, actually, for here, it’s not warm. It’s only about 70 here today. Sunday it is supposed to be 90.

UPS was nice enough to come and pick up yesterday’s package for the previous occupant.
Of course, at the same time, they tried to deliver another package for the same person to me.

This one, I wanted it though, it was from Target.
I love Target.

I am all kinds of Miss Angsty-pants today.
Stupid job.

I’m emailing tomorrow even though the interview was not with the person
that I had email contact with. The only person that I have contact
information for is the guy that owns this company. So I guess I’m
emailing him. I just hope my crankiness is gone well enough for me to
write a polite and nice email. ‘Cuz I really just want to be all pissy.
I think my hormones are out of whack as well as just me being bored and
disappointed.

To my potential job and to all other potential future jobs -
If you tell me that you are going to call me and tell me no later than
Monday if I got the job that I interviewed for please make sure that
you actually call. Even if it is bad news, I would rather know than be
all sitting on the cusp of ignorance. It is unprofessional to say the
least to not do what you say you are going to.

Ugh. I think I’m going to go sulk now, in my experience no call usually
means that someone is being too much of a weenie to call and give bad
news.

And again!

Yup
More from me.

This time.
It’s a question.
The UPS guy was seriously just here.
He dropped off a package and I signed for it, not even looking at the package until after he was gone.

I assumed it was our DVDs we ordered a couple of days ago and I was very impressed that it was here already.

Then I realized the box was a bit big and it weighs about 5lbs.

Yeah.
It’s for whoever lived here before and clearly didn’t forward her mail
or anything like that. I already left a note for the mail man that she
doesn’t live here anymore because she had crazy amounts of mail (as in,
the first two days here, we got no less than 10 pieces of mail for her,
most of which were bills). But what the shit do I do with a big ol’ box
from UPS?
I already called the two number included on the box (for shipping purposes I assume).
One is customer service for what I think is the company that sent the box.
The other is disconnected.

Any idea what the shit to do with this?
My only thought is to maybe go see if the rental office has a forwarding address or phone number for this girl…

And *sigh*
still no call.

1. Spell your name backwards: Yllek

2. Story behind your first name: My parents have a thing for “K” – my sibs and I are Karen, Kelly, Kristy and Kimberly.