Well
$50 worth at least.
I spent 1/2 of my rent.com debit card at Old Navy and came out of the
store richer by two v neck tees (one light green and one light
blue-green), two tank tops (one earthy purple, one tan-brown), one pair
of shorts (khaki, 5″ inseam), and two pair of flip flops (one tan and
one brown).
I have the sense of humor of a five year old I think. Not that it really is terrible important in the long run – but hey, this site has been cracking me up all day.
Hair was finally cut on Tuesday after some drama and two trips to the
salon. First time ever a man has cut my hair and it was somewhat odd to
have a man fondling my head a lot. He was a delicious gay man named
Joshua with cute buns and emo hair. My hair, after he did it, was
incredible and I asked him to come and live with me – sadly, he
declined. My hair is not so cute when I do it – I am not skilled enough
to make it shiny, fluffy and nicely turned under like him.
The interview yesterday was long. And hot. Though, mostly, walking from
the parking garage to the interview was hot – I did not so much enjoy
the 100 degree temperature in my black business suit. It may look good,
but black polyester pantsuits simply do NOT breathe. At all. AT ALL!
The lab was crazy impressive. The project that I would be temping on
for them is crazy impressive – holy crazy technology! They had a touch
screen flat panel directory at the visistors entrance next to the armed
guards. I guess that’s what you get when you enter into an Applied
NanoBioscience building. I am guardedly optimistic about this one,
especially since the program director (PhD, MBA) mentioned the
possibility of extending the position if things went well with the
project as well as the possibility, if I were interested, in turning it
into a PhD project. Fascinating thought, isn’t it? Even if I get the
job and it does only last 4 or 5 months, at least I have very recent,
very advanced lab experience on my resume….
Not so busy weekend really.
Friday was a not very much – no call from Aerotek followed by a late evening dip in the pool.
Saturday was up early (545am or so), a long ass hike (8.5 miles) with a
touch of flirtation with heat exhaustion (hiking in the full sun bad at
102 degrees) and followed by a migraine and some serious hip pain (damn
body parts that got run over by cars and just have never worked right
since). We did see a nifty tarantula hawk (2.5 inches of serious looking bug which is apparently one of the most painful stingers ever).
Today was a whole lotta nothing. We did eat Fuddrucker’s. Otherwise,
nope, I’m just recuperating from seriously being overexposed to sun. I
am not, however, sunburnt. I appear to be more resistant to sun than I
had previously thought. Hubby is, again, sunburnt. On his hands, his
upper shoulders and on the backs of his legs. Poor guy.
I’m amused by this article and the comments that follow.
I am somewhat horrified that the university would remove that article based off of pressure by certain groups.
Now I’m going to go watch the first Star Trek movie.
You’re jealous of my crazy life, aren’t you?
I got up this morning and switched on the computer to receive Xanga’s
surprising message (apparently I need to check the front page of Xanga
every now and then). I determined then and there that this was a very
clear indicator of a poopy and boring day to come. And indeed, my new
climbing partner emailed me to cancel for tonight leaving me slightly
sad that I don’t get to climb today.
I like it when I’m wrong.
Sometimes.
Aerotek called, they’re amazingly enough, ahead of schedule and should call me tomorrow to set up an interview for me with ASU.
My husband had flowers sent to me – not that I know what they are aside
from vaguely daisy-ish and burgandy and yellow but they smell like love
and are gorgeous to look at.
And then, even more good things. The radio station
that I’m addicted to called me to tell me that I’d won one of their
Mother’s Day packages – included in there is a $35 gift certificate for
flowers, $65 gift certificate for a salon (yay spendy haircuts), $75
gift certificate for one restaurant and $50 for another. Yay for free
food – and I’m so getting a delicious bloody steak and some yummy cake
or cookie concotion. And some booze. 
Oh yet more goodliness, yes. I found gas for only $3.09 (doesn’t sound
like much, but it’s varying between that $3.09 and $3.28 around here,
and I’d much rather pay $3.09) and then I also went to IKEA and bought
some nifty things for my niece for her birthday.
And tonight, since climbing is off, I’m taking a bath with my $1-Target-purchased-lavendar-bath-tea. Mmmmm…stinky goodness.
Only gratuitous amounts of chocolate and/or an actual concrete job could really make this day much better.
Well, I suppose sexin’ would be acceptable too. 
**edited to add another happy thing**
Some of my favorite pics of my cat Possum are up. The phrase hysterical comes to mind.
