Monday, June 28, 2004

Crushes Never Truly End

Tonight I watch the last 5 minutes of Taps, and it shook me to my boots, AGAIN. That was a movie that I absolutely loved when I was about 15 years old. I fell in love with Timothy Hutton and still have a crush on him to this day! I also still haven't forgiven Tom Cruise. For those of you who haven't seen it, gather your inner-child and watch it as a 15 year old! Man, I am old and this movie just brought out all my aches and pains.

I had a wild day at work but at last I was so busy that the day flew by before I had time to notice. I received my first job evaluation since I began working there, six years ago. No dings and Boss said some rather nice things about me. That felt good, so technically, this was a good day.

I have a couple of friends who are going to disown me if I don't email them soon. I don't know why but I have become a lousy e-pal. Why is it that I can blog (albeit inconsistently) but setting down and kicking out an email gets put on the back burner? Is this blog to blame or am I just a lazy friend?

Saturday, June 26, 2004

I am bored......someone call me, anyone I don't care (sigh).

Thursday, June 24, 2004

Improve Yourself - I am Staying Just As I Am

As I've been reading everyone's blog hearing how they are working so hard to improve their creditials with either a master's degree or a certification and I have to wonder, what's wrong with me? I have no desire to ever get my master's - the bachelor's darn near killed me. Kudos to all of you with new degrees coming and good luck to Ice on her up-coming exam.

Journalism is not area where a master's will help you even if I had the desire, therefore I'd have to chose another career (hmmm, maybe that's not a bad idea).

Friend Shana and Friend Maggie can attest to my hatred of higher education and group projects make me postal! Don't ask me to trust someone else for my grade, it's ridiculous! If it hadn't been for Shana, I would have failed Politics of Russia and if it hadn't been for Maggie, I would have whacked Prof. Morton at some point of the semester!

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

What's In a Name?

The Mongolians now have to come up with the once forbidden last name. See full article. I can't imagine not having or knowing my last name - it's my father's and my history; therefore, very special to me. But let's say for the past 80 years in America last names have been illegal and suddenly I am forced to chose, what would I choose? Would it be a name of someone famous in the past or something unique about me? That would be hard. I don't think I would take the last name of someone famous, even if I respected him or her, that would feel a little like stealing. Maybe, I'd take one of those names that describes your profession - Dana Lackey, Dana Dump-On? I truly don't know. I am glad, I have my name and don't have to choose to one - I fear I would have an identity crisis.

Sunday, June 20, 2004

Cable - My Friend Has Returned

Life is beginning to return to normal - as I blog here and now, the Charmed Ones are on the tube in the background. It is odd how the TV plays a vital role in our lives. I can stand to clean in the kitchen if I have the TV to listen too as I do it. For the last two weeks even though I was busy working on the house, I missed the background noise of the TV.

Here's another odd tidbit, when all's I had was my books and no TV - I didn't want to read. Today, I could have watched the TV but instead I chose to read from 9 to 11:30. I enjoyed so much more knowing I had the option. I fear that I am addicted to my TV.

Thursday, June 17, 2004

Christmas in June

I am exhausted and emotionally spent. I've been in my pj's since 6 p.m. trying to put myself together again. I unraveled yesterday and once that's done it's hard to get back raveled again.

I hid in my office most of the day but was forced out by the little boy who came back from a seminar/workshop. Where the man went, I have no idea, but the wee one sitting at his desk talking about the latest version of the Adobe video products was so refreshing, a little like Christmas morning. I jokingly teased him about trying to leave his office twice and getting pulled back in but it was nice to see him so stoked about what we do at work. These moments don't occur often and I am happy when they do.

Monday, June 14, 2004

Alls I need is a Hibachi, an Up-Do and an Apron

I've moved into 1969, complete with children on bicycles, families working in their yard every evening and one little gentleman who walks daily with khaki walking shorts, safari straw hat and white calf high socks who waves hello every time you drive past. I like my neighborhood - it's good for a single girl. Harold and Benny, my immediate neighbors, will watch over the place for me.

My office is now set up in my house, my computer is set up and my books are out. I have the neat things I enjoy surrounding me - I hope to have some time to relax and enjoy them - soon real soon. Imagine 7 shelves 9.5 feet long from floor to ceiling covered with books and smiley faces and you will have a small idea what one side of my office looks like.

This new house has all the sounds of a new strange place and I am easily scared. One night, I got spooked and had to turn the hall light on but in time these things will pass.

There are things about buying a home of your very own when your single that just aren't right. One, it's a lot of work and without my parents I couldn't have done one-quarter of the work. Two, it's reminds you that life didn't turn out the way you wanted and you have to push forward anyway. And three, I have managed for 37 years to never have mowed a yard and I am going to have to learn. I've always said that a man's job was to fix the car and squish the bugs but now I add mow the yard - I think I need a man quickly, I don't want to learn how to mow (sigh).

My cable goes in on Saturday, I am so out of the loop. Can anyone tell how goes the political race? Who's stuck his foot in it this week?

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

Drizzle and Fizzle-My Life And the Weather

Rain, Rain, go away and don't come again - EVER! I hate the rain, I really and truly hate the rain. When it rains the custodial workers either fix the freaking A/C or crank it down, I swear I would have froze today had it not been for my space heater.

I am back to waiting for work to come in and that just drives me batty! Everyone needs everything now, so I get to them the jobs now and then they sit on the proofs for a week or two. It just pisses me off.

My brain isn't wire on straight right now, so I have very little to say. I feel so out of touch without my fox news channel. Bill, Greta and the rest - I am missing out on my politics and this isn't a good year to miss out on politics. I will get my cable hooked up and I'll be plugged in then. I knew the first month in the house would be busy so I scheduled the install as late as I could - it'd be okay if I could calm down enough to actually sit and read but I am to wired for that.

anyway...enough for now.

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

I've Blogged Down and I Can't Get Up

Here's the problem with blogging, when you first start out your excited about this then you develop a routine of jotting down all those brilliant thoughts in your head that others must know. Then life happens and you get busy and miss a day here or there, when you do finally sit down to dump a few quips into this cyber world you go blank. How was it possible that I used to blog daily and enjoyed it? Now that I am out of the groove and I feel guilty for not blogging but I am not blogging because I am blank of anything relevant to say. How do you get back that creative spastic one once you've ignored her? I need my spastic mojo back!

Sunday, June 06, 2004

Jazz Better Than Any Drug!

I am sitting here in my make-shift office/study, drinking my coke with Nina Simon (the greatest jazz singer ever) belting out "I put a spell on you," and I have to smile. My house, my coke and my jazz - life is good at this moment.

So, here's the thought - who would you put a spell on, if you could? I'd fly straight to Ireland and work that mojo on Gabrielle Burne. The sexiest man alive - that accent, that demeanor, that class that oozes out of him just sends chills down my spine.

I wonder if I'll ever date again? If I do, a quiet classy guy with dark hair and tall (6 foot or more) would be nice. The jazz is getting to me....man, I love her! Enough for now, got music to relish.

Friday, June 04, 2004

Bored Silly, Stiff and Out of My Mind

Today has been a total waste of time! The Spanish translator came down to make the correction to the Spanish version of our handbook, this she has to do because she doesn't have Indesign on her computer. I was bumped off my machine around 8:15 a.m. and she finished at 3 p.m. I am not angry at her it's just one of those things we have to do but man, has this day been long. I cleaned the office, hung out with Waldo, played computer games on L.'s computer when she was away. It's only 3 p.m. and I feel as though I have been here an eternity.

Random question of the day...why do hair and nails continue to grow after we die?

Wednesday, June 02, 2004