Monthly Archives: September 2003

.weekend pleasure

O.K., finally up and getting ready for the weekend. Today I’ll be at the
Renaissance Faire and then I might go out with the work group when I get home. Then tomorrow, I’ll be spending the day in S.F. with April.

My bank account doesn’t stand a chance.

P.S. Did not get the thong underwear, for those of you wanting to know.

Of course, that doesn’t rule out me going commando, I’ll have to take pictures.

[Listening to: Angels of the Sliences – Counting Crows – Across a Wire: Live in New York Disc 1 (03:58)]

.renaisance costume

Thinking about what kind of costume I want to try and get for the faire tomorrow. The last previous times I have dressed in the middle class level. The higher you dress, the more respect is shown to you. I mean,
basically, it is what ever they have that fits me. However, for the last week all I have been thinking about is going Scottish and getting a kilt. Problem is that if I did do that, I wouldn’t want to go
commando underneath the kilt. But I also don’t want to be wearing Tigger or Joe Boxer underwear either. Thinking about buying some bikini or thong underwear.

I think that if I did, I would be picking floss out of my ass all day long…

.I am Joe’s waking dream

So after watching Shakespeare in Love and turning off the computer, I got NO SLEEP. And I tried everything to get back to sleep; well everything except take Nyquil or warm milk (didn’t have either). The moon up in the sky didn’t help either. Just in time for the Renaisance Pleasure Faire.

I think that I went to sleep for an hour between 6am and 7am, but I’m not sure. I remember listening to Alice 97.3 and just being pissed off at the stupid DJ’s. **sigh** I remember when that station used to be good. It’s a shame really. Anyway, got up and headed to work and turned into a bitch after waiting 5 min in the Pacifica traffic. Came to work
hoping that the guys would bring me coffee and dounuts. Mark didn’t; in fact I ended up buying him breakfast, which helped my mood immensely. The guys haven’t been the best of kids today, with Tim and his f’ed up schedule, Peter just not showing up until noon, and Mark being pissy. At this point, I think that I am ready to just go home and crash, except that I am afraid that I will wake up later tonight. That would be bad since I need to leave Pacifica at around 8 am to get to Casa-de-wherever it is.

**yawn**

I want something, but I don’t have the slightest clue of what it is.

…Strangely enough, it all turns out well

Perhaps Shakespeare in Love was not the movie to watch.

**sigh**

Perhaps some memories should be locked away.

Perhaps, however imprisoned they are, they should never be forgotten.

.Sleepytime Movie

Going to brush my teeth and jump into bed. Sleepytime movie tonight is Shakespeare In Love, in order to help me get my speech ready for the Renaisance Faire on Sat.

**deep breath**

Should be fun. And should suck all of the money that I have left.

Like I said. Should be fun.

.Instant Messaging

IM is such a fascinating paradox. On the one hand, it is more personal that just email. I mean it is on par with a telephone call. You are talking to a person in real time, there a little delay that is only dependant on the typing speed of the person you are talking too. In fact, it is better, since you can multitask and have multiple conversations. I will never forget seeing my brother on his computer with 12 AIM screens up and watching him tab between all of them have various levels of conversations with his friends about a multitude of topics.

And yet, the IM cannot break into the realm of intimacy that you get from a phone call, a hand written letter, or in person. There is that barrier that is always there, that barrier of….impersonality? Even with it’s evolved language of abbreviations and l33t talk, it cannot convey the
subtle nuisances of the spoken word; you can’t back the words with various shades of emotions. It is this that I hate most about the IM. While it has helped me keep in touch with many of my friends, I would rather have the 1.5 long distance phone calls, the yelling and laughing over some beers at a bar, or a
contemplative chat at a cafe over a cup of coffee.

[Listening to: Please Forgive Me – David Gray – White Ladder (05:36)]

Friday 5 for September 5, 2003

1. What housekeeping chore(s) do you hate doing the most?
Hmm…This is a weird question for me, because my mom corrupted me into enjoying doing chores. And also, Barbara has someone come over every week to clean, so there isn’t much for me to clean, just my room. Right now….honestly, I don’t think there is a chores….wait I hate washing dishes right now. Barbara is one of those people that washes her dishes as soon as you are done with it, so no dishes piling up in the sink. Now I don’t mind dishes in the sink, as long as they are washed sometime that day. The problem I had with Mike, my old roommate, is that he would take days to wash dishes. This made things tough since we had a small sink and he had 5x the amount of dishes I had. The thing that sucks about dish washing here is that I can’t have breakfast and then goto work, because I do not get up early enough to clean up after myself after fixing breakfast. There just isn’t any time. I had this same situation at another house with Justin, so I’m used to it. I guess I would rather have this situation than the one with Mike

2. Are there any that you like or don’t mind doing? Like I said before I don’t mind doing the chores. If Barbara really wanted me too, I would probably clean the litter box. Mind you, I’m not going to
volunteer for the job, but if something happened and she asked, I would do it.

3. Do you have a routine throughout the week or just clean as it’s needed? More of a clean as needed going on right now. When I was with Mike, we had a 2 week alternating schedule between downstairs and upstairs/bathroom. I would usually clean my room once a week, because of the size of it (I had an 18×12 Master bedroom at the time). Now because I have a smaller room, there isn’t much space to clean. I think that I am on a 3-4 week schedule right now.

4. Do you have any odd cleaning/housekeeping quirks or rules? I like cleaning, which I blame my mom for. In high school, if I didn’t want to goto school, my mom would let me stay home, just as long as I cleaned the house. So I did. I really like cleaning bathrooms, for some reason. It’s very
Zen to me, and it relaxes my mind and I am able to think alot clearer about things.

5. What was the last thing you cleaned? I cleaned my room last night. I
vacuumed the floor, did some laundry, and dusted my furniture. Also ended up rotating my bed, so that I have larger floor space in my room. Now I have room for DDR when I finally get the PS2 hooked up.

The Book Of Questions – Question #150

Would you be willing to give up all television for the next five years if it would induce someone to provide for 1,000 starving children in Indonesia? Continue reading

The Book of Fabulous Questions: Questions of Habit

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.Test Time

Taken from Amy

Jung Typology Test
Your Type is INFP

Strength of the preferences %
Introverted = 44
Intuitive = 11
Feeling = 22
Perceiving = 11
Qualitative analysis of your type formula
You are:
moderately expressed introvert
slightly expressed intuitive personality
slightly expressed feeling personality
slightly expressed perceiving personality

INFP type description by D.Keirsey

INFP type description by J. Butt