Songs that Suck
Could somebody please tell me what a milkshake is? (Aside from the yummy ice cream variety, of course.) I am referring to that awful song by some girl who can't really sing or rap so she attempts to do a version of both to a catchy techno beat.

"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard and they're like 'it's better than yours,' damn right it's better than yours, I could teach you, but I'd have to charge."

What does this mean? Does it mean that the singer is like Parker Posey's character in Waiting for Guffman? ("I always have a job at the DQ.") Does she work at an ice cream joint like Dairy Queen and she's singing about offering her services to children in the school yard?

Or is it a euphemism for something sexual, like her butt? I can get the shake part, but not really the milk part... Is it a race thing? Or does it just mean that her rear end is high in calcium?

What makes her milkshake better than mine? I mean, how can she tell when I don't even know what a milkshake is? Maybe it refers to her clothes or her hair or her IQ, in which case, I'm fairly certain mine is better than hers.

The real problem with this song is that it gets stuck in your head SO easily and stays there for SO long you want to jump out a window - and hope you land on your milkshake.


Quote of the Blog
"Like sands through the hourglass so our the days of our lives in the hospital." ~ Arica Marfoglia

I will call him... Mini Me
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My interview was cancelled for this morning, so now I'm going tomorrow morning. I'm a little nervous, but not for the interview... I'm worried I won't be able to get out of bed! I've been having this problem lately with waking up... I already have a huge problem with sleeping, so much so that I'm getting a sleep study done this fall (in case you're wondering, yes, I can take my sleepy drugs if I need to; yes, I can bring Ping along; and yes, I can bring my happy pillow). My problem with waking up is that I can't seem to do it. I set my alarm, it goes off, half an hour, 45 minutes later, I get my rear out of bed. At the rate I'm going, I'll have to set my alarm for 5:30 in order to leave my house by 8:30!

Or maybe I just need to stop reading STFBE fan fics and TWW fan fics and go to bed at a decent time. Eh, who knows?

It's Pit Smat's (also known as Pat Smit) last day at Capitol today. He's moving to Oregon. For most, this would seem like a downward move. For a Capitol employee, it's way up. Good luck, Smitty!

And don't ask about the title.. it was just the first thing that popped into my head.


Quote of the Blog
"You need a tenderoni." ~ Sheila Taylor

Two days in a row... a miracle!
I'm going to an interview tomorrow and I have to take writing samples. Fiction and non-fiction. The problem is just about all of my fiction is FAN fiction. I'm going to an electronics company and I'm going to take them my story where Sydney and Vaughn admit they're in love... or Mac and Harm admit they're in love... or Jack and Sue admit they're in love... Anyone see a trend here? How do you take romantic fluff to a couple of engineering guys? Seriously wishing new STFBE story was finished. At least that's not ALL romantic fluff.

Realized by looking at the non-fiction non-technical stuff that I've written, I'm a total freak. But we knew this.

Sigh... Probably more to come later. I keep having mental lapses about what I want to write. This does not bode well for the future.


Quote of the Blog
Tara: Mohammad doesn?t look that big for a guy that works out all the time. Jack, what do you think a guy like that bench presses?
Jack: I don?t know, maybe around?
Sue: 300 pounds. I?ve seen him do it once. It was pretty impressive.
Jack: The guy bench pressed for you?
~ Sue Thomas F.B.Eye :: Rocket Man

Two entries in four days! Go me!
So I've been thinking about this whole blog thing. We talked about it in my memoir class and it's pretty much like posting your diary or journal online. So tell me, is this really interesting to anyone who's reading it?

That put aside, I will valiantly continue to blog and I will try to make it as interesting as possible, which means I will try to make it as funny as possible.

Today I called a guy about a job interview. He called me last week and left a message asking me to call. I got very excited! I've been applying for jobs now, oh, for about a YEAR and have had no luck. FINALLY I get a call back. I call the guy today and what does he tell me? He found out Friday they can't hire right now. GREAT! FREAKING COMMUNISTS!

I've now reached the point of total desperation. I'm actually considering a job in tech writing. If you're wondering if it's the end of the world, you're probably right.

9 days until Arica comes!!!

Today's quotes are a tribute to the GH of years past... oh how I miss you!


Quote of the Blog
Alexis: My Uncles tried to freeze the world. Top that.

Monica: You know, I used to want to hurt you. I don?t anymore. I guess that?s progress.
Alan: I used to want to kill you. I don?t anymore. I guess I?m mellowing.
Monica: No, not that much.
Alan: I haven?t tried to kill you in 15 years. That?s cause for celebration. Would you like some champagne?

Luke: If you need a lift, to Fantasy Island, Ms. Davis... I'd be happy to row you over.
Alexis: I wouldn't get on the same ocean liner as you, let alone a boat across the lake.
Luke: Hmmm...Don't trust yourself?
Alexis: That's certainly part of it. One on one, no one to stop me. It would be all I could do to keep from beating you with an oar.

And for Arica...
Bobbie: Exactly how do you blow up a microwave?
Luke: Well, you start by forgetting where you left the can of cooking spray. Oh, you can laugh. My life is in shambles because of this place. I?m old before my time and you can laugh.

hellooooo
So much for writing in this thing every day... I blame it on class. But now that's over and hopefully I'll remember to post more often.

Let's review my week, shall we?

Sunday: I discovered I had a crack in my windshield while still in PA. Had to extend my stay another night so I could have my windshield replaced.
Cost: $0

Monday: Windshield not replaced until 1:30. Guess I won't be making it to work today (-$105). At least insurance covered the bulk of the windshield replacement. Cost for me: $50. Realize I need to go to the car dealership to get new inspection stickers. Talk to Mom. She advises me to get new windshield wipers. Cost at dealership: $45. Finish up and drive back to Maryland. When can I move back to PA???

Tuesday: Class. Total commute time: 2.75 hours. Total class time: 2.5 hours. (70 miles)

Wednesday: More class. It's memoir writing. I didn't realize how totally uninteresting my life was until this class. :) (70 miles)

Thursday: Last day of class. (In Homer Simpson voice) Woo hoo! (70 miles) On drive home from class, while on the phone with Sharon, man in SUV cuts me off. Piece of something kicks up from the ground and hits.. you guessed it.. my windshield. Looks badly scratched. Very pissed. Sharon tries valiantly to distract me. Buy Brownie Batter ice cream as consolation. Good news: windshield does not appear to be scratched. Cost of ice cream: $3.

Friday: Work. Yay. One of four people left in the entire building. Can we say waste of time and money? VP says we can leave at 3:30. At least there's some good news. Going to Vicky's Secret where I will probably spend more money that I don't have. Cost: TBD.

Until later!

Quote of the Blog
"I'm Einstein with a gun... Boston born, Harvard educated, S.W.A.T. trained... Myles Leland the Third. Now if you excuse me, I have a country to save." ~ The Girl Who Signed Wolf Sue Thomas F.B.Eye