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[Jul. 22nd, 2008|06:04 pm] |
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This store is 20 blocks down the same street from my old store in the Harbor.
Granted, that location's in the outskirts of a less pleasant side of town, but this sort of event is why we weren't ever supposed to enter or leave the building alone. (although for all I know, having another person there would just mean another person dead.) Yet the opening manager was almost always there alone from 5:30 or 6am-8am. The dude with wooden legs and hooks for hands was of no threat (even if he did piss all over the stoop sometimes), but the able-bodied homeless crashed out in the alley with their prostitutes and their needles were another story entirely. You can't live your life afraid something's going to happen, but the situation at the Family Dollar is awfully close to home.
Wilmington's a lot safer, but we don't even open by ourselves. I think I've been alone in the store for more than ten minutes twice in the last six months. |
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[Jul. 22nd, 2008|08:30 am] |
I don't know what it is about this particular vitamin, but I've taken it
twice and both times it's made me sick within 2 hours, despite taking it
with a reasonable amount of food and drink.
I think I shall toss that one. o.O |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|05:45 pm] |
I bought some McVitie's dark chocolate digestives at the World Market today, because it reminds me of a rainy night spent in a soft bed with a package of digestives at a bed & breakfast in Wales, watching whatever happened to be on British television that evening.
However, due to the fact that it's been 97F outside and I probably spent close to an hour out in the heat, they're a bit melted... |
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[Jul. 16th, 2008|05:35 am] |
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( very tmi. ) |
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| Yay new Simon's Cat cartoon! |
[Jul. 15th, 2008|08:59 pm] |
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[Jul. 12th, 2008|09:52 am] |
You don't realize how much store-bought tomatoes don't taste like tomatoes until you eat one fifteen seconds off the vine on your balcony.
Yum. |
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[Jul. 8th, 2008|10:49 pm] |
Today, at Hardee's, there was a car in the drive-through that was plastered with bumper stickers. I wasn't close enough to see more than two, but the two I saw made my eyebrows disappear into my hairline:
"God Is Real -- NOT!"
"Russia Put God Into Schools -- America Kicked Him Out!"
I craned my neck to see what sort of driver was brave enough to paste such blasphemy so publicly in the Bible Belt, and it turned out to be a black woman who was probably my age, give or take five years.
In my entire lifetime, I have only ever met ONE black person who was openly a nonbeliever - I know they're out there, but they're pretty rare.
Wilmington is full of Yankees and isn't nearly as biblebangery as further west, but that still takes some cojones, mang. |
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[Jul. 7th, 2008|11:59 pm] |
Fell down the stairs this afternoon. I was on my way get the mail, and I think I must have had my heel too close to the edge, because my feet went out from under me, my keys flew up into the air and landed on the stairs above, and in the half second before I hit, I thought "oh christ this is going to hurt and I'm not going to be able to get back up again!" Landed on the edge of a stair and slid for two or three steps and was surprisingly unharmed. I mean, yeah it hurt, but once the shock passed I was able to get up.
I credit my well-padded backside for absorbing a lot of the impact. Nevertheless, I've been downing Advil this evening, because tomorrow morning might be another story!
I spent the Fourth watching fireworks in Southport, down on the Cape Fear River. They were surprisingly unimpressive given that Southport bills itself as being the location of the first Fourth celebration in the US... |
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| Karma at last... |
[Jul. 6th, 2008|10:08 pm] |
I've just been informed that Asshat is in the process of being sued for insurance fraud.
:D |
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| libations to leo! |
[Jul. 3rd, 2008|11:57 am] |
My birthday is in three weeks!
I have not disavowed birthdays entirely, like my dad upon turning 50, and it sometimes takes me 10-15 seconds to remember exactly how old I am/will be, but there will still be cake and alcohol consumed within a few days of the event! |
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[Jun. 26th, 2008|05:19 pm] |
I sorely regret sometimes the fact that I can't give rude customers the
listen-buster routine... |
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[Jun. 24th, 2008|09:16 pm] |
I scored a new corset off of ebay for $40 including shipping - one that sells on vollers.com for $300. Having gotten a good look at the actual product, it's not even remotely worth $300 - for that price I'd expect much better construction (not to mention personally made to my measurements). $40 was a good price for it, though.
http://home.ec.rr.com/goobner/cam.jpg
^^ Thank god for poor lighting, otherwise my tank top tan would be a lot more obvious, as would the less-than-stellar fit. I doubt I could wear it in public, unless all I do is stand in one spot and pretend I'm hawt.
(The cam usually just features the cats. Enjoy it while it lasts.) |
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| *sad wave goodbye* |
[Jun. 23rd, 2008|04:57 am] |
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Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits.
(ETA now that it's not 5am) I have a vague memory of ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) hbbtrbbtbcnbt standing in the hallway at school, feet planted at shoulder width - this bite-sized devout Christian teenager - rattling off the Seven Dirty Words at full volume, without missing a beat.
I hope Buddy Christ has a special place at his side for George. |
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[Jun. 21st, 2008|01:27 pm] |
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What's the best way to deal with the body-sized crater that develops in a mattress after a few years? It's a pillowtop, so it's not flippable - all I can do is rotate it, and that does no good anymore. I have to sleep against a body pillow to mitigate the worst of the back/hip aches that come from sleeping at slightly off-kilter angles. |
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[Jun. 19th, 2008|10:41 pm] |
There is a roach - or a huge freakin' bug that resembles a roach - that has taken up residence in the crack between my sink and the cabinet below. I've seen it wandering around the sink twice in the last couple of hours and have missed it both times because it's a fast little fucker.
I have a live and let live approach to most bugs, but I do not abide roaches or things that look like roaches in my home. If I don't get it by tomorrow morning, I'm going to the store for spray or a trap, because this is the third one I've seen since I moved here, and I only saw three in the entire seven YEARS I was in Baltimore. I may live kinda cluttered but I don't live filthy - food is covered, waste is in the covered trashcan, dishes are in the dishwasher - I have no idea what's attracted it, especially not in the bathroom sink. Maybe it came out of the drain?
Edit: DEAD! I found it hiding in the roll of toilet paper, and I grabbed a bottle of Tilex and hosed that little fucker down til it jumped and landed on the bathmat, where it could not escape paper towel death.
Yeah, and I got a spiderweb in the face today. I get two or three every morning while walking to work, and it's kind of unpleasant on sweaty arms, but I got this one right in the eye. gah. |
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[Jun. 18th, 2008|09:20 pm] |
Since I walk to and from work, I have nearly an hour each day with only my head for entertainment and company. I'm in the early stages of a project that requires some storyboarding, and I spend a great deal of my 25 minute one-way stroll doing a great deal of mental juggling - and it all comes out smooth and brilliant. And when I sit down with my index cards? I wonder why I even waste my time.
Nothing new to anyone, of course, just griping over the fact.
Plus I (finally) got Sweeney Todd, which is all kinds of distracting. |
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[Jun. 18th, 2008|08:40 pm] |
Neil Gaiman posted a link to the top 100 sci-fi/fantasy authors as per SFX magazine. Honestly, it looks to me like they put 100 names in a hat and listed them in the order that they pulled them out. I like Trudi Canavan, but I'm surprised to see her on the list at all, especially at #40. Or Peter Hamilton at #13. And no Connie Willis! That woman has more Hugos and Nebulas than fingers and half her toes to boot.
I was going to bold the authors I had read, then realized it would be much less work to bold the ones I *haven't* read. Some of them are in a TBR pile; some I haven't gotten to, some I just am not interested in - very few I haven't heard of at all.
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[Jun. 17th, 2008|07:06 pm] |
ka-click
Last week, I was leaving for lunch while my minion had just returned. I had stripped from my uniform shirt to my tank top and put on my sunglasses. Now, my boss is a former military guy who thinks it's unprofessional to be seen in anything other than a perfectly tucked in uniform even when off the clock (nuts to that, I say, it's goddamned hot out there), and as I walked past him on the floor, he was having a conversation with my minion on that very subject. "You present yourself as ... uninviting when you're on the floor with your shirt open and your sunglasses on," he was saying. "Yes, that's precisely the point!" the minion responded, then pointed at me as I stopped, eyebrow cocked, and said, "See? Even SHE looks like a ... a ... Terminatrix! Like Linda Hamilton!"
Hey, just because I walk like I'm ten feet tall, have muscles (under the blubber), keep my hair in a ponytail, and wear shades complete with perpetual DON'T FUCK WITH ME expression doesn't make me ...
Er, well, I guess it does.
Nevertheless, I lol'd. It's a change from "You know, you kinda look like Lara Croft!" (yes, some random guy on the street DID say that to me one day.) And hey, it's a good icon for RAWR I AM ON A RAMPAGE posts. |
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| working through the TBR pile. |
[Jun. 14th, 2008|10:00 pm] |
Trying to finish John Varley's The Golden Globe, but it doesn't seem to have a point thus far.
Finished Kushiel's Mercy. The plot is pretty awkward, though it's not as irritating as it might have been because Carey writes well enough to cover for it, but I found myself unimpressed as a whole. I kept hoping for something on par with the far-flung political intricacies of the first trilogy, which was nothing short of breathtaking, and this is just ... well, I can't call it mediocre, but she's shown that she's capable of better. I think I may sell off the second-trilogy hardcovers and replace them all in paperback.
The Bonehunters is next up, but I need to dredge up a good summary of the Malazan books thus far, because it's been a year and a half since I read the last book and I have a hard enough time keeping track of what the fuck is going on even WHILE reading the books.
Went to Mayfaire today - the only thing I got worth mentioning was a set of 400 thread count striped damask sheets for $26, down from $60, AND they're an inch deeper than standard sheets, so they fit my pillowtop more snugly, which means I won't wake up with the corner popped off one morning. (boy, I hate that.) |
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