Dias 10.2000

Disclaimer: Since this is meant to be a personal journal of our days, some information may crop up from time to time about certain persons outside of the immediate family. I will only post information that I deem to be public knowledge...stuff that's "out there". I am also very likely to post opinions...maybe this is a little inflamatory to some. Count yourself forewarned. Don't email me all ticked off, OK?

Wednesday, 18 October 2000~
Barry had a little run-in with ammonia gas today in lab. This is not your wafting-out-of-the-catbox stuff, folks. This is the kind that science guys do God-only-knows-what with. Barry came home and said, "It's not a liver toxin, it's not a brain toxin, but it is caustic." And he breathed the stuff straight up his right nostril. He was saying he just didn't "feel good". Maybe he's dried out in there. He ran a red light tonight. But you think that he will call a doctor at my insistence? Oh NO... But I think that he'll be OK. I want him to put out a memo in the lab, or talk to his boss, because someone turned off the exhaust vent in the machine when he/she wasn't supposed to.

Well, as of last Thursday, 12 Oct 2000, all you guys and gals can call me Rev. Gingie Marler. I was ordained by the Universal Life Church, Modesto, California. According to the website, "The church has two tenets: the absolute right of freedom of religion and to do that which is right. Anything else within the law is allowed." According to them, freedom of religion does not include organized, faculty-led prayer in schools, etc. because that is against the law. (Many of you out there know I feel very strongly against organized school prayer. Email me if you want to know why.)

Anyway, I am a very spiritual person, so I thought, why not? Now I can marry my friends off to each other. (Of course, I would have to register with the state first...small details, tisk tisk.) But all joking aside, I took this very seriously, and read EVERYTHING on the site before signing on.

We looked at a house today. Actually, we looked yesterday at the same house, but the realtor was locked out, so we saw the outside yesterday and the inside this morning. And we're going back again tomorrow evening. That house is calling me. I dreamed it last night. It's an omen. You see, the back yard is actually about 1/3 grass and 2/3 IVY. There is also ivy climbing up the a portion of the front of the house. I dreamed I was pulling up all of that ivy, (well, much of it) and making a shade garden. I think that I'm a little bit neurotic, now that I am typing this. This morning, I really had to keep from pulling on the ivy climbing up the front of the house. You can laugh now.

That house is seriously sixties. It's got groovy fixtures and all kinds of interesting mystery switches. Of course, Barry loves all the "Leave It To Beaver" touches.

I'll keep ya'll updated on the search for the proper TrollNest. When we DO actually buy a house, everyone is invited to a PARTY!!! Please send your donations to: The House the Marlers Fund, Athens GA 30606. OK, NOW you can laugh.

Wednesday, 11 October 2000~
Well, mom and I took our class on 30 sept. We got there early, left late, and had a whole lot of fun. I did a metal "piercing", as the teacher called it, of a little leaf I designed on sheet brass. Mom spent the whole time giggling like a maniac. She put her saw blade in upside down, with the blade on the inside. So there she was, sawing away with the back of the blade. Blame it on her eyes...those saw blades were about as thick as the pencil leads you get for mechanical pencils. We had a really good time, though. I'm still trying to figure out what I'm going to use my silver for!! I'm definitely going to make something to wear.

Mom came and ate lunch with me today. We ate Chinese (of course!!) and I griped a while about not being appreciated at work. Then we chittered on like we do, then I went back to work. I ate too much. Mr. N'Sync (our waiter) was flirtin' a little too much for that big tip he wanted...

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