Month: August 2006

  • Did this today with Mango Curry Chicken, Crispy Sesame Chicken and Cashew Chicken.

    Sadly, with my raging hormones and moodswings from hell, all I want is a coke and some of this.

    Boxes and lack of closet are weighing heavy on my mind….
    hopefully the holiday weekend will help get most if not all of this done so that I don’t have to pretend I can’t see the boxes anymore…

  • I am Cranky McCrankerpants, Queen of the Cranktankerous-land.

    That is all.

  • Well.
    I’m back from the land of the un-internetted.
    I am very tired.
    We have lots left to unpack/arrange/buy/do.
    But. We are in. We love our house.
    And I really need to buy some extra padded slippers to deal with the lack of carpeted floors!

    I’ve missed everyone but no way do I have time to read everything tonight. Maybe this weekend…

  • Yup.
    I get the keys within the hour.
    And moving in starts this weekend.
    Don’t you wish you were close enough to help? We’re supplying pizza…and beer!

  • Guess what we did today?


    *grin*

  • New haircut.
    New hair color.

    See profile.

    Still waiting on house.

    Delicious diet-breaking chinese food is in my belly.

    Biked 9.1 miles.

    Packed 4 boxes.

  • Deprivation.

    Approximately 137 hours since my last Coke.

    Still waiting to hear about the house – damn you underwriters of America!
    Possibly next weekend.

    Goals this weekend:

        1.) Pack.
         2.) Pack some more.
          3.) Bike.
           4.) Bike some more.
            5.) Maybe get my seat belt fixed since it’s permanently stuck in the really really tight-keep-you-safe-but-can’t-reach-the-radio position.
              6.) Avoid overeating at the Chinese restaurant where we’re supposed to meet our real estate agent.

    Oh.
    I cut off the rest of my hair.

  • This week: the Serial Shooters were finally caught in Phoenix, freeing me to bike to work. Eventually. I also fucked up two tests (ouch – that’s a cost of about $500 EACH) and I gave someone HIV. Fun stuff.

    Today: bought a “Hydration system” backpack to wear to work (3L) as well as a dead sexy orange reflective vest to go over me and the backpack with the two rear flashers (one amber, one red), the green slap on reflective strips (on the bike), the yellow reflective tape (for my helmet/bike frame) and the bike helmet. I’m safety conscious, yo.

    Tonight: 12 hour fast.

    Tomorrow (830am): glucose test, cholesterol test, etc, etc, etc — Kronos diet begins at work for weight loss challenge. (930am) cross-stitch date with my friend in Tempe. (1pm) exercise date with my other friend at the mall. And if I can squeeze it in, some biking to help me get into condition for biking to work (8 miles each direction – and I need to practice in the heat and with a water loaded backpack – and to learn to drink from the bite-suck thing that is attached to the hydration system).

    At some point in time I need to get to the grocery store – sadly, it’s not possible to bike there as I need milk and it’s just too far to bike and have the milk remain at a safe and tasty temperature.

    Still waiting on house information — LOAN stuff. Damn paperwork that doesn’t move any faster than the speed of slow — hoping to be processed and approved and all that jazz as of Thursday and hopes to close completely by Monday (the 14th).

  • So I walked to 7-11 because I wanted a coke and I felt less guilty about walking there to get one than about driving there.

    Guess what they had?

    DARK CHOCOLATE M&Ms!

    That is all.