Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Borders Bathroom Musing

I should be studying.

I am sitting at Borders not really studying, but not NOT studying. I just went to the bathroom. I just need to know something. Is it me or when you walk into the public restroom and it smells god awful you get a panic attack. I immediately think, Great, the next person who walks through those doors is going to think that I did that smell. I do not want to have to walk out of the bathroom knowing that people think that I did that. Yes I am weird. I get that. But those are the exact thoughts that go through my head. I am going to be blamed for the hair stylist//poop//industrial waste smell. I hate walking into a bathroom that smells terrible for that very reason. Yeah, the smell is something I also hate but that is just normal to hate that. I really hate when the bathroom is facing the seating area so that everyone who is reading, drinking coffee, using the Internet can see you walk in and out of the bathroom. Is that really needed to set up the room that way? No, I do not think so. I believe that some sadist set up the Borders bathroom situation just to piss me off.

Then when I was sitting there contemplating the smell and the possible finger pointing, the sink starts running. Weird because it is a motion activated sink, AND THERE WAS NO ONE THERE. Now not only am I having a panic attack about the possible social downfall of being the smelly bathroom girl, I have to worry about ghosts. Ghosts in the bathroom. Great.....

I am going to study now and act normal. I feel the other patrons eyes on me and all I want to do is shout, "IT WASN'T ME!!"

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Back to school....

My first issue of the year.

Discuss the holistic approach to children's safety, nutrition, and health. Why do you suppose so many people who work with young children fragment or select one portion to look at and do not view the whole child? Does the interrelationship between safety, nutrition, and health affect issues regarding any one of them when applied to early childhood education?


What that that THEM refer to? I've asked three people, all with college degrees... We all have different ideas. 

1. Teachers
2. Children
3. The holistic approach with safety, nutrition and health
4. All of the above.....

Is it just me?? Am I looking too hard? Or should I just call it a day.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

I sometimes hate Newspaper HEADLINES.

Ireland's hotel industry suffering 'zombie plague'

That was the headline that made me so excited. I mean ZOMBIE PLAGUE. Who wouldn't want to read something like that. It dragged me in and made me click it. And then I read the rest of the article.


The Glashaus hotel used to be a symbol of the regeneration of one of Dublin's toughest neighborhoods. Empty and shuttered, it now represents one of the toughest economies Ireland has ever endured.
Developer Liam Carroll opened the boutique hotel in Tallaght in the west of the city three years ago at the height of the country's decade-long real estate boom. Now, creditors have taken control of much of Mr. Carroll's empire and the Glashaus is closed, as is the nearby 186-room Tallaght Cross Hotel.
"It's a game of last man standing," said Paul Gallagher, president of the Irish Hotels Federation in Dublin. "When corporate traffic slowed up and the recession took hold, very quickly it became obvious we had an enormous problem."

Irish hotel occupancy slumped to about 54 percent in 2009, the lowest level since the early 1980s, as the economy fell into its worst recession on record, the hotels federation said. In 2007, the height of Ireland's boom, the figure was 64 percent.

The numbers of trips to Ireland fell 20 percent in the two years through June 2010, the Central Statistics Office said on Aug. 27. Hotels have almost 7 billion euros ($9 billion) in bank borrowings, equivalent to about 111,000 euros per bedroom, according to figures from the industry group.

At least 200 hotels opened during Ireland's decade-long economic boom, leaving a glut of rooms and mountain of debt as the number of visitors dwindles. While some establishments cut their losses and shut, others are lowering prices to stay in business and avoid repaying tax breaks if they were to close.
Many hotels that opened as Ireland's economy tripled in size between 1997 and 2007 were given tax breaks provided they remained open for at least seven years.

Such hotels are slashing prices in a bid to stay open, undermining longer-established venues, said Joe O'Flynn, owner of the Rathsallagh Country House Hotel, south of Dublin.

"It's a zombie plague," Mr. O'Flynn said. "I can't compete. If that happens, do I join the zombies?"
In other cases, banks are keeping alive hotels to avoid crystallizing losses on loans, hoteliers said.
Ireland's National Asset Management Agency, created by the government to purge banks of risky real-estate loans, has taken control of 48 loans secured on hotels. In the latest batch of loans, hotels accounted for 23 percent of the assets bought by the agency.

Um... There were no zombies. No eating of the flesh. Nothing... Ugh... Just the mention of the hotel industry. This was bullshit. I was very very upset by it. I mean wouldn't you??

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Bed Intruder

I have laughed about this song so many times that I have to post the ORIGINAL interview that it came from. From the kayaking trip having to hear it, to singing it myself, and from showing it to everyone I know.

Watch the original and let me know what you think.

Click it.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Outside of My Window--Currently

Outside of my window there is a man. Don't panic, it is not a burglar. My landlord is currently having our apartment re-pointed. In case you want to learn more, click here. Basically it means that they sand out the spaces of the bricks and then re-mortar them. It is loud and very dusty but it will prevent leaks in the ceiling and that is always a good thing.

Yesterday they put their ladders in my garden. Then they threw their tools down--not on, but toward--my plants. I let it go. I knew they had to do what they had to do so the apartment could be better. I also let go the fact that they knocked on the door at 8 AM asking to use our electrical outlets. Whatever, not really a big deal.

But today outside of my bedroom window is this. So now I am forced to write something. FORCED! I didn't have the camera in time to get the silhouette of the bent cigarette hanging out of his mouth, but I think this works. The best part of this is that there is a man outside of my window, and he is singing.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have a little songbird at my window. Who would have thought? I have heard verses like: "girls, girls, girls," "if you could only see me now," and "I see your fantasy, wanna make it a reality baby..."

I am trying to get a video of it, but CH does not have a charger for his camera and I am running out of juice. Being a creeper is hard work.

Creeping is how I like to start my morning, usually on Facebook, but now I am blessed by God, and I get to watch someone right outside of my window! I am loving every second of it. I don't know what is weirder: me sitting in my room, camera at hand, waiting; or the man singing random verses outside of my window. I am going with me being the weirder of the two, but I could be wrong.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Sharks

Shark Week: The Great Bites CollectionSharks are awesome. They are awesome killing machines. If I were a shark I would swim around and fuck shit up. My goal in life would be to eat people. That would be it. I would be a killing, eating machine. You want to fuck around with my ocean? You want to pollute and make little toys of my face? I will fuck you up.  I would be like swimmers, F-you. I'm going to eat the shit out of you. Come on in. Come in to this nice warm water. and then BAM. I am going to eat you all. You think you are going to beat me? Ha.. I swim all day, I don't sleep, I don't even blink. I lose a tooth, fuck that shit, it grows back. Once? Twice? Nope, those pointy teeth will grow back forever. SHARKS 10, HUMANS 0.
Beware. Go back to your pools. They are beneath you, swimming around, fucking shit up. I wish I was a SHARK.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Rejected.....

As we all know I am unemployed. My Nemesis recently called up and told me about a job that was available. I of course jumped right on it. I applied and scheduled an "OPEN HOUSE" day. I was nervous to go--so I made CH dress up and come with me. I defiantly have the ability, I have the experience, what I do not have apparently are the MATH skills.

After the Open House information session we had to take a timed test. The English was fine, the Math was not. I am sorry in five minutes I will not be able to do multiplication, division, and percents without a calculator. It won't happen. I know that it is a possible fault of mine but with student recruiting do I really need to know about math? It was like doing homework for 7th grade, but timed. I cannot do that, a fault of mine yes, but would that even be needed??

The job description states:


Recruiting students for our institute requires a customer-focused attitude, an ability to meet challenges head-on and a passion for changing lives through education. A college degree in marketing, business or related area is preferred or a minimum of 2 years direct sales experience in admissions, recruiting or other intangible sales.





Lets see... I have THREE years of marketing experience with Sam's Club, ONE year of telephone experience with CWA, THREE years of working with students at Clarion being a T.A., and finally doing some admissions work for Clarion.

But what got me was that stupid test. Now I am over it and not really bitter. CH got a call back and an interview. AWESOME. I am really happy about this because it will be better for both of us. And really it is only fair. Chris found CWA online and he applied then showed it to me. I got the call back from CWA he did not. Now I found a job and we both applied he got a call back I got............


Thank you for your interest in --------------. We sincerely appreciate your desire to become an employee of our company.


After reviewing your qualifications, unfortunately we are unable to consider you for the Representative position at this time. We appreciate your interest in ----------, and thank you for sharing your qualifications with us.


We wish you the best as you pursue your career goals.
Sincerely,
------------------

It is fine. Other jobs will eventually present themselves. What I am upset about and slightly irritated about is this. The woman who ran the open house knew that my Nemesis referred me. While this is great and she can ask about how I can do in a work environment, what she SHOULD NOT have done is told him that I, "REALLY BOMBED the test part."

That comment there is not only unprofessional, but can get someone in A LOT of trouble. That is what irritates me. If I do not qualify for the job fine, but do not reduce my attempt at it to that. Not cool. Not cool at all.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

I like beans

My garden is overflowing with beans! I am very excited. I am getting some more peppers in too! So excited to make a garden party dish or something of the sort.

Any ideas?

Friday, July 30, 2010

Oh Sweet Jesus PLEASE

I got a call from Children's Hospital of Pittsburgh yesterday. They received my resume and decided to call me about the job that I applied to. HOORAY, I almost puked all over myself because it was such a shock.

I guess I made the top ten?! HR then told me that they need to narrow it down to the top FIVE, and if I make the cut, I come in for an interview. Which is kinda like saying, "you were good, but not great."

I know it might be a lot to ask. But I need a job, I need something good like this, I COULD WALK TO WORK!! I know it is a long shot, but I am hoping for that call back. I do not want to be unemployed anymore!!!

Please pray!

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Resume.

I want to re-do my resume. I need opinions//help. Anyone down?

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

How to NOT get a Job

I was called yesterday by the business AIL or American Income Life. They told me that they saw my resume on monster.com and they thought I would REALLY fit the position. What position I then asked. They had an Administrative Assistant and some other Administrative jobs available.

Fine, and I set up an interview time. Then I did some research. Try GOOGLING American Income Life.



I knew that I had to at LEAST go to the job interview after looking up the scam info. I mean really, after my FIRST interview in Pittsburgh with a pyramid scam how could I resist another scam. I think that doing interviews is really helpful in preparing for an adult future. I was going to use this interview as 1. practice for interviews and 2. to take notes in my notebook of anything fishy going on.

But alas, I did not get the chance to do either. I got to the waiting room and spoke to the receptionist about my interview, they forgot to put me on the list. Already--I was pleased with the company. I then gave her my name and sat and waited, and waited, and waited a bit more. I was just getting into my second magazine when I heard, "Delinea?" I responded with, "AH-the-lee-na?" I looked up and this woman wearing a pink sweater was in the doorway. Her handshake was very no nonsense and firm. She asked me the same question that all the people being pulled to the back were asked, "So where are you coming from?" I answered and we made our way to her back corner, no windowed, office.

She asked me if I looked at the website and I told her yes with a smile on my face about all the other websites I visited just that morning. She then started to talk to me about life insurance. I must have gave her a questioning look, "here in our office we do have our workers selling life insurance policies."

I responded back with, "when I spoke to the representative on the phone she assured me that I would be interviewing for an admin position within the company."

Pink Sweater just blinked. Blink Blink. Blink. "Oh," she replied, "we already filled those positions."

"All the admin positions were filled in one day?" I just paused after this.

"Well since you are here I can now interview you for the Insurance saleswoman position. Are you interested in selling insurance?"

Now friends, this is where apparently I made my mistake. I do not think that my response was mean, I do not think that I did anything wrong. She asked me if I wanted to sell insurance. No I do not, I came to the job interview for a different position, I never agreed to be an Insurance salesperson.

"No." Just one word answer and that got Pink Sweater in a huff. I actually was semi-concerned for her as well as me as she led me out of her office.

"My husband is a stay at home dad because of my working here. I bring in a lot of money, and I do VERY well for myself. Just this year I bought him a new truck because of JUST me working. I do well here, very well." I might have been gaping at her, but she continued on. "Insurance is a good business and people make a lot of money." She led me right to the front door opened it and escorted me out. I shook her hand said, "thank you for your time," and went right back to my car.

I was led there to believe that I would interview for one position then offered another. I do not want to sell insurance, at ALL. Is it wrong that I told her no? I do not think so. I made it so her time and mine was not wasted. I think it is fine if she wants to do it, go her, but me, not going to happen. I even took out the iron and pressed my skirt before I went. Now that is really the let down. :-(

And to think, I did not even get to see if there REALLY was a scam.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Kate White

Kate White is the editor-in-chief of Cosmo and a novelist. Impressive yet usually, I would just laugh and toss her books aside (after the nasty rejection letter from Cosmo) and move on with something else. I am a bitter reader like that. I did not realize (thank goodness) when I picked up "If Looks Could Kill" that she was the same women who rejected me. It was while reading Kate White's bio on the back (and cyber-stalking her) I found out that she is the editor-in-chief of Cosmo. I think that I may have to re-examine my idea of that magazine and the writers in it.

I was really impressed. I liked her writing a lot. It was interesting and kept me wanting more. I really felt for the main character Bailey Weggins, and I wanted to see her succeed and to know more about her. After the first book was finished I rushed to the library (while running from the census workers) to see if they had anything else from her. "A Body to Die For" was on the shelf and I scooped it up. Once again--impressed. I finished the second book in less than 24hrs. I need to see if her and Jack make it as a couple, I need to know what other mysteries she will find, and I need to know her past. I am hooked.

I started in the middle of her Bailey series so hopefully I can find the other books at the other libraries or have them sent to the L-ville one. I am antsy to read more, I hope they come in quick. These books are perfect for the side of the pool or a lazy day spent at home.

I will be getting her next few books out, I am hooked an I will be a fan for life. :-)

Monday, July 26, 2010

A Rant--The Census Workers

Dear Department of the Census--

I understand that you have to work, I get that this is important to divide up state funded money, I understand that it is a hard and important job. What I do not get is that you get paid $15/hr and for the past two hours I have had to hear about who is dating who, who is wearing what, and about the vacations you were on. Then you laugh about well I think that was about five hours of work.

Excuse me? I mean is my math wrong but did you just get paid almost $100 to sit here and gossip. And not only did you sit here and gossip you have taken my daily spot in my coffee shop. I sit there every day and now you have taken my area, and I have to listen to things like, "Well that is why you are 37 and single" or "well me and my wife now just go to bed, nothing else to do at 9 p.m."

You have taken my seat, you have drained my internet connection, and lastly you are giving me a headache. I just want to turn around and ask what the HELL is going on here. Today Crazy Mocha L-ville is ground zero for the Census.

I do not care about your vacations, your hobbies, or who is dating who. What I want to know is if the Census meant talking about facebook, getting on the internet, and getting paid for no work at all, why the HELL didn't I sign up.

Maybe I am just jealous...but really I am just annoyed.

Inception

I am sure that by now everyone has heard of the this GREAT movie starting Leonardo DiCaprio. Well I read the reviews, I looked into it, saw that it had a huge fan following, and really--I had no urge to see it. I mean I would see it but it was not on my to do list.

Then after a lovely day of fishing at the river, CH running from the Law Enforcement boat (he forgot his fishing license that day), and reading I thought we were just going to have an early night. Then my friend Bryan came around to visit. We agreed to see Inception. CH was too tired and he had to wake up around 4 a.m. the next day so he opted out.

Bryan and I flew to the theater, met his girlfriend there, and got to our seats in time to see the previews. There was some excitement, someone shouted "Ya Harvard" (I was wearing my Harvard shirt), and Bryan dropped the entire bag of popcorn all over the me and the GF. It was a good way to start the movie.

So there we were watching the previews. My first thought was, Is it ok and legal for me to have a crush on Zac Efron yet? His movie looked kinda sappy and stupid, but he did look good. At home a quick GOOGLE search shows that no, he is only 17. Yuck, what a let down.

But back to the movie. It was really great. The fact that it had great actors and actresses really did help. Leonardo (who is amazing now and forever) was really great in his portrayal of a man torn between keeping his own sanity and losing it to keep his wife.  The plot was fast paced and kept my attention and the fight scene (well all of them were great) between Joseph Gordon-Levitt and the mind protectors in the hallway when they were are weightless or falling, is in no better words to describe it, AMAZING. Ellen Page does a great job of being concerned for the team, what she is doing, and for Leonardo. It is nice to see her (finally) in a role that doesn't reduce her to a lesser caliber actress then she really is. Her character's introduction into the movie sets up an understanding of what Leonardo was doing, is doing, and is trying to do, as well as tells the story of what Inception is and how it really works. Finally Marion Cotillard made my skin crawl. Her portrayal of the trapped wife was so creepy that several times during the movie I either jumped or had to stifle a scream. She was so good at looking right at the camera with that look of pure hatred that it made me so uncomfortable. I said to Bryan and Leslie (the GF), "I'm not going to be able to sleep for a week, she is creeping me out!" It was awesome.

Overall I liked the movie. I think it was thoroughly thought provoking and the end can be left to anyone's imagination. I would see it again and I am happy that Bry invited me to see it, because I would have never seen it on my own.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Burka

http://www.salon.com/life/broadsheet/2010/07/15/burqa_tycoon/index.html

Read this!! It is amazing that someone would put up money to pay for the fines of women. I like it!! Now what I would like more is there being NO FINES.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Pride and Prejudice

AND ZOMBIES.

I just read the graphic novel of the classic tale of Pride and Prejudice mixed with Seth Grahame-Smith's twist.
The graphic novel was fantastic and the art work done by Cliff Richards was amazing. I laughed, I giggled, and I was impressed with the knitting of a classic tale with modern legends.

I think everyone should either check it out from the local library or go and buy a copy. It is something that should not be missed.

Link here for the Amazon site that sells it.

I want to read more, maybe in book form, or maybe in graphic novel form. Either way I am sure they will leave me wanting to read more.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

The female condom--a.k.a "A trash bag for my female parts"

I recently wrote a blog about my experience at Adagio and the fact that I crammed my purse full of free condoms (male and female).

This is my response to the female condom that I was so excited to try out.

Hell no, never again.

First off I took it out of the package and felt it. Gross. The FC was very lubed up--which was fine, but then it started dripping all over the bed--not good. According to the directions there are two rings on the condom and the top ring was to be twisted then gently inserted in.

Did not happen that way at all. The top ring was hard plastic and I'm talking like, Fisher Price little kids, hard plastic. It did not want to bend at all. In the picture it shows just one hand being used to push it in and bend it. Wrong, two hands was necessary. I tried bending it just in the middle and then the top but it was so slippery that it was hard to get it to stay bent and to insert it correctly.

I finally just pushed it in and tried to get it as far back as I could. I could feel that gross top ring inside of me while I put it in me and when we were having sex. The other ring was just as the picture showed, hanging out around my lips. It not only looked weird but you had to hold it in place during the insertion and during any thrusting because it tended to slip off or even move out of place. Which then caused more disturbance because I could then REALLY feel that top ring inside of me.

It was like a trash bag lining my vagina. I did not like it at all. Then when we were done having sex, getting it out meant that I had to pull that entire ring out without it being bent. That did not feel good at all.

Some websites  state some advantages and disadvantages of the female condom.

"Opportunity for women to share the responsibility for the condoms with their partners"
"Female condoms can make noises during intercourse"

Hooray! We can finally have the responsibility for condoms. I mean why not? Guess having to carry around a child for nine months isn't enough, lets add on buying and wearing condoms. Oh and for the second statement, yeah it made noises, weird funny noises. Added to the holding it in place and the funny noises, the fact that I did not get off this time was expected.

My favorite website for information Wikipedia, states that there are other things women can try if condoms do not do it.
  • The Barrier
    • Coverage / How it is held in place: It fits over the vulva and perineum and is held in place with thick elastic straps that encircle the women's upper legs. The tube-shaped pouch is about 1½ times larger and 2 times thicker than a male condom. The penis never directly touches the woman's outer or inner genitalia [14]
    • Material: latex
  • The Bikini Condom
    • Coverage / How it is held in place: "looks like a G-string panty"
    • Effectiveness: thicker and less slippage than male condoms, a breakage rate of 0.5%, compared to 1-2% for male condoms
    • Advantages: condom pouch can be automatically introduced into the vagina with coitus, reported heightened sensation for women
    • Cost—reuse: "can be used 5-10 times

Weird that condoms for men are so simple yet for women we are reduced to things that strap around our legs, look like panties, or just hard plastic trash bags. Something should be done in the way of helping women have sex responsibly as well as having it comfortably. 

Over all I am not pleased with what the female condom had to offer me. It felt too gross, was too hard to handle, and holding the end of the bag while having sex was just to much.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Propaganda!!!

The other day I was taken on a romantic date to see Eclipse. Yeah, I am twenty six going on twenty seven, but that still does not mean that I do not want to see these movies.

I love vampire lore, history, stories, basically everything to do with vampires. I have read Anne Rice, I have seen True Blood, I like the ideas and the new concepts each of these new genres and people bring to the culture of vampires. I can also appreciate the classics such as Bram Stoker and Nosferatu.

The newer films/movies by Stephenie Meyers leave me a little lacking. I get that they are for young adults not for people my age but still, I wanted more from each book, and that more was never really achieved. I like the books and movies, don't get me wrong I do find them entertaining, but I just want something more.

I want more because even to my age group I can still get into the Harry Potter series(written for the same age group)and I still love them but these while good Meyers books are just not all there. Stephen King states that, "the real difference [between J. K. Rowling and Meyer] is that Rowling is a terrific writer, and Stephenie Meyer can't write worth a darn. She's not very good." And I do have to agree. While I will read both of these books, I like how Rowling knows how to make twists and turns and Meyers is just doing it blindly on faith (ha ha).

Back to my romantic date. There we were sitting in the movie theater holding hands and having a good time. Up until the point where I started booing.

I have the urge sometimes in the middle of movies to tell my someone my ideas or opinions about them movie. Usually done in a really low voice so as to not interrupt the people around us. This was NOT the case during this movie.

The scene was Bella and Edward spending the night ALONE (gasp) at his house, where he found a bed for them to sleep in for the night. She wants to have sex with him, basically trying to seduce him into giving her what she wants, and he refuses. This wouldn't have irritated me BUT then he goes on to state something along the lines of, "In my day and age this only happens after marriage. It is not right to take away your virtue and your chastity. I would only allow myself to do this once we are married. Blah Blah Blah."

At this point appalled I shouted out, "PROPAGANDA!!! FAMILY VALUES PROPAGANDA!!! RELIGIOUS PROPAGANDA!! BOOOO BOOOO BOOOO!!!" CH calmed me down just a little bit but I was furious. I get it, teenage kids should not have sex. But they should not have sex because of diseases and the chance of pregnancy, NOT because of what Edward stated.

The idea of the worth of a woman is dependent upon her chastity is deplorable. This idea goes back to the Victorian age where the only thing of worth was a woman's virginity. Edward is supposedly of this time but living through it and going through how many centuries should show that women offer more than just their maidenhood (yuck what a terrible word!).

I was angry that this was put in the movie. I was waiting for something like this to happen though. I know how it was in the books, but in the movies, to a broader audience a more destructive message can be portrayed.

Teenagers shouldn't have sex because of the problems it can bring them. They should not NOT have sex because of what a society dictates to them is right or wrong or what a religion dictates to them what is right or wrong. If one makes choices solely based upon this then they have no free will and they are puppets to a larger entity and will never know their own voice, and never tell their own story.

Meyers states," [she] does not consciously intend her novels to be Mormon-influenced, or to promote the virtues of sexual abstinence and spiritual purity, but admits that her writing is shaped by her values."

Spiritual purity....ugh... what a terrible idea. How about we just go back and have arranged marriages and sell our daughters off to the highest bidders?

Bitch Magazine states that, "Ultimately, it’s a statement of the sexual politics of Meyer’s abstinence message: Whether you end up doing the nasty or not doesn’t ultimately matter. When it comes to a woman’s virtue, sex, identity, or her existence itself, it’s all in the man’s hands. To be the object of desire, in abstinence porn is not really so far from being the object of desire in actual porn."

Congratulations Meyer, way to throw back women to the days where all we were good for was cooking, cleaning, having babies and making sure our men were happy.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Mary Ware Dennett

I am in love with a book that I just picked up at the library. It is called "The Sex Side of Life, Mary Ware Dennett's Pioneering Battle for Birth Control and Sex Education." This book is seriously great. It has such great quotes in it and I am only on page 56!

This book makes you want to stand up MORE for the cause of women, birth control, sex education, and society. I like how the book shows you how the changes grew from not speaking about anything, to being thrown in jail for publishing or talking about anything sex related. Our country has come a long way, but we still have ways to go.

I would suggest that everyone should read this book, and be thankful that this woman stood up for what she believed in.

Visiting Adagio ---- Again

I love to make sure that all of my woman parts are in order, who wouldn't? After I lost my job, I also lost my insurance coverage. I could of course go with the coverage that the state offered, not CHIP but something like that, for lets see....about $500 a month or so. Hahaha. Oh that made me laugh when I opened that letter up.

Moving on. Right before I was laid off I had a sonogram because of some pelvic pains. Turns out I have a 3.4 cm cyst on my left side. Has anyone looked at a ruler lately? That is over an inch long. I put up a ruler to my pelvis area this cyst covers a lot of ground. They basically told me that I had to go and get more tests (aka sonograms) so they can track it. Well, even with insurance my sonogram visit was $300 out of my pocket. Now without insurance---who knows.

That is the bad news. The good news! Is that I need a job so I can get insurance. I mean it, but that is not the good news, that is just old news.

I went back to Adagio because, lets face it, it is free. I like to go there because they are very nice and I feel taken care of. Granted it is a little ghetto but, if the care is there, then I have no complaints.

I spoke to the nurse and she told me that I basically have to deal with the pain. I need to eventually get another sonogram but until that happens there is nothing they can say or do. I also asked with tears in my eyes if this means that I could not have kids, she looked at me and laughed. She said, "Honey nothing here suggests that you won't be able to have kids, but we need to look at it again." I left happy knowing that I one, wasn't about to die and two, that I could have babies if I wanted, which I do not right now.

The best news is while I was there I got to get free condoms AND then free WOMEN condoms. I have never seen a women condom before. I got the brochure and there I sat in the waiting room pouring over this. I was amazed at the pictures that they have in this thing. It was awesome.

Of course I probably looked like a creep with my face close to the paper, eyes slightly widened, with a slight grin on my face. I brought some home with me.

They basically look like a trash bag for the vagina. It is weird. I want to try them out to see what it is all about. I have no real use for women condoms so this should be an experiment and an experience!

I came home and I said to CH, "LOOK I BROUGHT YOU PRESENTS." He watched as I poured the condoms male and female across the kitchen table and goes, "What is for me again?" I said that it all was for him but I also snuck some of the Natural Cough Drops from the office for him specifically. He was more excited over the cough drops than our potential experiment. :-) I then read out loud certain parts of the manual and he just shook his head and told me that he was going to bed. He said that I was a weirdo. I mean it is something new and exciting to do and to try out. Kinda like when I went to Anthrocon. I will say if it is a heads up or a heads down. I am sure that everyone is interested.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Men----think before you speak

Last night I tried telling CH a story. This is basically how it went.

"I was walking to the bus stop from work and these guys--"

"Could I beat them up?"

"Um...there were two of them so I don't--"

"Even if there were two could I take them?"

"Sure"

"Ok"

"So these guys were talking LOUDLY to themselves as I walked by and they said--"

"Wait they talked to you?"

"No they were talking to themselves, but loudly and I heard them."

"So they were hitting on you."

"No, they were talking to themselves....and I over heard."

"K, but I could still beat them up?"

"Yeah. Well they were talking and they said, 'Man that girl has a fat ass. I would like to....'"

"They did hit on you! Why didn't you call me so I could beat them up?"

"(Mouth open) For the love of GOD they were not hitting on me they were talking to themselves and they were just being rude. You are retarded!!! Why do you just want to beat up people?? Hmmm....You have a problem."

"But I COULD have taken them??? If it came to that."

"Yes you ass. You could have taken the two forty year old men that were making weirdo comments. You would have beat them bloody and stood over their bodies as the champion! Now... the point is. Do I HAVE A BIG BUTT??"

"Yes."

Silence as I walk out of the room.

"But honey I love it!!"

Friday, June 18, 2010

Get permission before you exercise your FREEDOM OF SPEECH

While I was reading the Pittsburgh Post Gazette yesterday I was drawn to one of the cover stories in the LOCAL section. The article entitled "Arts festival spawns free-speech challenge" seemed interesting. Since I was waiting for a friend to arrive for lunch I dove right in.

Apparently there is a law on the Pennsylvania books that regulates, "expression of views and distribution of material" in state parks, unless written permission is received.

Interesting. One of the people they told to get out and to stop was a balloon artist. OH MY GOD STOP THE BALLOONS NOW!! But really, how could Pa have a law that makes expression of views illegal in a park. Parks are there for enjoyment, where bands play, where festivals are held, it is a place where people gather. When people gather in a non-violent fashion then what is the problem with a few people talking about politics or making balloon animals? Isn't getting the message heard to the masses the point of it, and what better way to do it in a park where people are going to be around. If you do not want to participate, you walk away. No big deal.

This comes after the whole G20 protest hit Pittsburgh, but the law has been around since 1971. I think that it could have been worse. They could have put up "free speech zones" at the park for these people. Who wouldn't like to be in a set area fenced in exercising their right to free speech.....I know that a few of the peaceful marches for the G20 were stopped because they did not have a permit to assemble or they were not in a free speech zone.

I think that the governments addiction to taking Rights away is appalling. There should not be a set place where people have to go to talk or protest. They should be able to mix and mingle with supporters. If they are peaceful and do no harm this should not be a problem.

I get the argument out there that people could become violent at the drop of a hat. That is the case with supporters and with non-supporters, why exclude one and not the other.

I fear that the days of protesting are long past, with the government and local law officials making it so hard for a voice to be heard, why even bother. There is talk that my generation is stuck and does nothing, or stands up for nothing, parents talk of the this "protest era" where college campuses were filled with students lending a voice, where they took their fight to the streets.

Now looking at this, it is not that our generation is lazy and not interested, it is because we are no longer allowed to do this. We have our rights taken away, and if we protest it, we are then in jail. The American way of life is leaving, maybe it is time to start a revolution. But before then, I'll start filling out the paperwork for the permit. Getting permission for something never felt so bad.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Forced Pooling

I am on a bit of a political rant these days. :-)

Has anyone read anything about what the Natural Gas Industry is trying to get passed???? Well let me show you a little bit. The link shows the bill that Bud George is trying to get passed that DOES NOT include forced pooling. We want the bill to pass because the severance tax on the companies would draw a large amount of revenue for the state, but we do not want forced pooling to be included.

Forced Pooling
Forced pooling is a government process by which the unwilling or unavailable mineral rights owner would be forced to lease his or her interest in exchange for a royalty share. Currently, some form of forced pooling exists in Oklahoma, Louisiana, Texas, Colorado and New York, although the applicability of forced pooling as well as the rights and duties of those force-pooled vary considerably. The process is that a gas producer would file a pooling application with the appropriate government agency, and following notice and an opportunity to respond, the agency may issue a pooling order setting forth the terms and conditions of the forced pooling, including compensations for the unwilling owner.

If you were a land owner and 60% of your neighbors wanted to have Natural Gas wells drilled on their land, you being in the 40% that did not, would automatically HAVE TO ALLOW the wells to be drilled. You can not make that decision on your own, you would be forced into allowing a company on your property and destroying your wildlife and vegetation because of that 60% that decided to drill.

This is terrible and bullshit. Once again companies and corporations should not be allowed to make decisions for landowners. They should not be bigger and more important than the people who live in the area. Take a stand and write and support the severance tax WITHOUT forced pooling.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

State of the Union Address

Ok... I will admit, I wanted to watch this really bad. I was at work so I have to YouTube it a day later. Before I get started let me give you a back story. CH and I have a television in our apartment, but it is not hooked up to anything except his Game Cube or 64. We have no channels and we have no cable. I do not get to watch the news and most of the stuff I hear about, it makes me not want to know anymore.

The oil rig exploding has been a huge thing. Not only because of what it means to the Gulf but what it means for our country. It is important to learn and to know about the issue. I might not get it right all the time, so I look to everyone reading to make sense and to explain, but for now, lets look at Obama's address.

It is now June 16th Obama sat down for his address yesterday. This horrific thing that happened was on April 20th. I know that he has been to the Gulf a few times between these two dates, why hasn't he come forward sooner? Three months is a long time to go without saying a word. Did he think that it was going to get better and was he just 'waiting it out'? My aunt lives down in Florida. She called and told me that it is good that I got to come and visit last year, because I got to see the white sandy beaches before they were destroyed. The oil balls are destroying the coastline and she is pissed. Down there they still talk about Hurricane Ivan that came through and the destruction that is still seen. Ivan came in 2004.

The rig was responsible for the death of 11 workers, and almost 20 injured. What I would like to know is this. Recently the Supreme Court ruled that companies are to be seen as people in regards to campaign contributions. They are allowed unlimited spending on candidates because they are allowed the freedom of free speech. Their contributions are their way of speaking out, deciding, just like a person. Obama stated that this was,“a major victory for big oil, Wall Street banks, health insurance companies and the other powerful interests that marshal their power every day in Washington to drown out the voices of everyday Americans.”

So big oil has its voice. Big oil is like a citizen of this country that can contribute to what it wants when it wants. IF big oil is in itself a citizen, then why can they not be tried in the deaths of 11 workers. I know that if I killed 11 people I would go to jail, so why doesn't the CEO the person in charge of safety for these rigs be tried with murder? I might be going a little over board, but we are not just losing our coastline, we lost lives, if this was in another country you bet your ass soldiers would be over there "cleaning up the mess", but because these corporations are so huge, they are now, untouchable.

Obama wants BP to pay. They are making an account that BP will not be in charge of and putting this 20 MILLION dollars into escrow. That amount is not capped, if they need more BP will pay it out. BP will then have no control over the compensation of this account. Which leads me to this query--if Obama said that the Mineral Management Service was so corrupt that it allowed Big Oil to get away with anything, then why would this BP having no control over the money work out. Anything and anyone can become corrupt if the money and the opportunity is right. How will we know that the escrow account will be untouchable? Obama said that MMS needs to be the watch dog to the Oil industry not its partner, I just hope that this account remains untouched by BP and actually does the good it intends to do.

Then Obama changed topics to discuss drilling, why he allowed it--because the Industry told him it was safe and what he is doing now to ensure that this never happens again. He put a six month moratorium on off shore drilling. He wants to gather more facts about it so that something like this never happens again. A little too late Obama, a little too late. You should have looked at all the facts before you approved something that requires drilling 50 miles off the coast and 5 miles into the Earth. For a President why wouldn't you look into the process before you approve it, and why would you take the word of the Oil Companies?

When he mentioned the Clean Energy Bill I did applaud him. When he mentioned that China does it yet we are not, I laughed and applauded him louder. Nothing will enrage Americans more to know that one of the most over populated dirtiest air quality countries is taking more strides than we are to become cleaner. Go you Obama play the America is not #1 card!

There is an energy bill out there, there is cleaner ways for people to live than using fossil fuels. The options are out there. It is time after looking at what has happened for us to stand up and DEMAND that our government works for us to protect our interests not the interests of big companies and corporations. Look at the devastation in the gulf. When big business is running and controlling the game the consequences are at the least tragic and devastating. Obama started this rolling. We should look to what happened in the Gulf and from 1991 over in the Persian Gulf. Things will turn around and things will look better, but after it all settles will we look back and say we made it through and sit down with a look of apathy or will we fight to make sure this never happens again? It is not up to the few, it is up to us all to raise up and to demand better sources of fuel, and to demand that things like this never happen again.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Weird.....

http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/05/us/05beliefs.html

Just click the link and read... It is interesting as well as difficult to believe.

Men and Trucks

I spent this weekend up in Erie because my youngest sister just graduated high school. Yeah, how old do I feel. While visiting I did not have a car of my own because my gracious mother picked me up half way. Driving back and forth to Erie and everywhere in between I got to look around more so than I usually do. Which leads me to my need to vocalize my concern.

Why the hell--if you are going to buy a truck do you buy a short bed? I just do not get it. The point of having a truck, in my opinion is to have the room to tow stuff around, to lay down and watch the stars, and to have the room to just put whatever in the back of your truck.



Now tell me, what the heck is that truck going to do? It is the equivalent of Colin Firth coming to tell me that he loves me, but has ED and we would never be able to have sex. Yeah it looks good, yes it will run, but there is just something wrong with it. A short bed truck is a let down to women and men out there. Please if you are going to buy a truck do it with style. Go for the entire thing, do not sell yourself short.

I love trucks, but would I date someone with a short bed? Probably not. Look at the picture!! It is like a little CHODE of a truck. I would be embarrassed to be a man and buy something like that. I do not know why but it just irritates me. Ugh... Why buy half of a truck!!!

Trust me, I have my own kinky issues about men and trucks. I think that most women out there might have the same ideas. The hot man getting out of his dusty truck after a hard day at work. Tool belt in hand (I still have that tool belt fantasy) coming in to the house where he has to get a shower to wash all that manly sweat off of him.......I think my fantasy about a cowboy//country boy is about to be put to work today. Maybe that is why that I just need to have the full bed. Because of what it says. Full bed vs. Short bed, the connotations there (sexual) just add up to buying the full bed.

I have friends that have short beds. I get that they use them and they just do not have the room for an entire truck. I get that they are useful and when it comes down to it they will hold more than my '98 Zx2. But for me, I would offer a suggestion to all those out there looking for trucks. Go big, or go home.

Friday, June 4, 2010

Dear Diary (A RANT)

Yesterday I was in a foul mood. I was out with a friend sitting in Shenley Plaza on the Pitt campus. I was there trying to find information about their Teaching Certificate program. We were sitting at a table in the Plaza looking up directions on her Garmin. Out of the blue two girls//women came up to us. I was already flustered due to some issues with dollars being changed into quarters when they came up to us--basically I was in a mood.

"Excuse me ladies, can I ask you a question?" Now this should have been an automatic response of "NO" but I indulged, just thinking what if they are lost and they see the Garmin, they just must want help. Wrong. When they were allowed to proceed they did with zeal.

"Do you like Jesus? Do you have a relationship with him?" Pause. Imagine what my face looks like at this point. Yeah.....I am the one who hates things like this. I believe in my God//my religion//my faith, but I do not believe in hugging, touching, going out to minister the word of Christ to people. It is their opinion and their beliefs so I do not fuck with what people chose or do not chose to believe in. It is just not me and I abhor anyone who tries to do this. It is just wrong, it is just creepy and I just don't like having religion shoved down my throat when I already have faith. There I am looking stunned that this happened. Amy spoke first.

"My mom talks to me enough about Jesus (or God)." That I thought was a good response, but they didn't stop there with her.

"Well you sound upset with that, you don't like talking to her about it? What don't you like?"

She finally just said that she is comfortable with what she believes in and what she does about it. Then they turned to me. Of course I am already riled up due to the quarter issue AND already stunned that this has happened so I did not know what to say when they directed those questions at me.

I just twisted my fingers together and told them that, "Jesus and I are tight. We have a good relationship and I am cool with my faith and religion." Very cut and dry and to the point. I thought they would go away. Wrong again.

"Well would you like to learn about the bible and his work more?"

Then I laughed, "No, I do not need creepy stuff like that in my life." What my friend BW and CH said I should have said was that I am Catholic, we have tradition, we do not need scripture. A running joke between us Catholics, Protestants, and I believe Lutherans.

When told that response they got upset and defensive. "What do you mean by creepy, you sound like you -----" At this point I tuned them out and got a call from BW about lunch. They stood there for a second before walking away. CH when told this story later with BW said this, "Well they were just doing what Jesus did, walking around spreading the good word," then laughed.

I want to make this clear. I do not want to be approached or talked about in regard to religion. It is not my thing. I find it offensive and creepy. If I talk about it in a discussion it is fine, but not dive bombed like that in the middle of a Park. I have my beliefs and I am secure in them. Please do not approach me, the next time---I might not be as nice.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

It is begining to get old.

I am bored--with everything. Ugh....

I love being at my apartment and doing things that I love to do. BUT I want something more in life. Before I moved down to Pittsburgh and before everything, I used to be fearless. Something happened along that way that I became scared of doing anything except for nothing. It might sound crazy but that is how it is.

I became too scared to be with someone I was with, too scared to find a career path that I could concentrate on, and too scared of the future. The present was an ugly thing--something I could not control. I became stationary---stagnant. I drifted into a nothingness that I thought I could control. But I know now that I can not and it is pulling me down to fast.

I am looking into schools. My friend A was telling me about this program that she looked into--to become a reading specialist. I liked the sound of that--a lot. I love to read so why not pursue a career that would help others find the passion, the love, that I get when I pick up a book.

I can not be scared anymore about the future, what could, or might happen. I have to just be ready for it and be happy that I have what I have. I am just getting the information sent to me from a few schools now. I will meet with an adviser and see if this is for me. If not--I will not be afraid--I will find what I am supposed to do.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

The POOL

I am so excited. Memorial day weekend is the weekend that the POOL IS FINALLY OPEN!!! CH said that he had a surprise for me that weekend and I was racking my brain to decide what it was. He said it was special and would make me really happy. Hmmmm.... No idea. While we were out at dinner I was still bothering him about it. Then I started thinking, what happens on Memorial day.

1. the beaches officially open
2. waldermeer is finally really open

I screamed at dinner--and then shouted, "OMG the pool is open!"

I guessed it. But I feel that this will be something that we will get into more fights about. CH hates the fact that I am unemployed, granted I hated it when he was unemployed for over a year too, so I understand. The fact that I could be going to the pool every day while he is at work kills him.

He wants me to get a job instead of going to the pool and just being "f-unemployed". I would love to get a job. Under the circumstance that I love the next job that I get. I want one that will pay well and that I like going to, those are the only requirements that I need. Until that time comes then I will stay unemployed and continue to do things in the day in the city that I never had the chance to do before. :-)

Is this selfish of me? I need to know. I pay my bills and have extra money for fun things. I do not understand the objection to be being on unemployment. It is there for the reason that if someone gets laid off---they can have money to live on. I am looking for work, and I work a part-time job to supplement it. Is what I am doing wrong??? I have no issues with it...maybe I should hear from others, other than CH who is very irritated by it.

I still can't wait to go to the pool!!!

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Dear 91A--I adore you

For some reason I love riding the bus. Maybe it comes from the fact that in Erie the public transportation isn't---lets say---around. It comes and goes but there really isn't a mass transit. When I moved down here it took me awhile to ride the bus. I finally did it ALONE one day and I loved it ever since.

I always have funny stories about the bus, about waiting for the bus, and about the people in the bus. I usually just send my friend E a text about what is going on, but this was too good to pass up writing about.

I get on the bus at my regular stop at 43rd street--nothing unusual there. It is standing room only so I get to stand in the front and wait to see if anyone gets off. The Man in the Blue Blazer points to me two seats that are free and has me sit down in one and him in the other. We are not even to 40th street yet--so I consider this a win. On the corner of 40th and Butler is where my story starts.

A young mother carrying a lot of bags from Rite Aid gets on the bus with her four year old child. The Man in the Blue Blazer gets up for her or her child. I am trying to help her with her bags and she is thanking me. I notice her eyes (red and glazed) and her way of swaying side to side but I try to ignore it because, I am trying to be a better person.

She then starts going on about the fact that she has a two week old at home and it is so hard to deal with groceries, a four year old, and a two week old. I get this would suck. Having no kids myself and a car I can not relate fully, but her looking younger than I and having two children--that must be hard.

This woman (I really should refer to as little girl) who I now will refer to as--Orange Shoes then sits down next to me. She proceeds to talk to the people around her and the people around start talking to her and her child. The kid is a girl with a pink shirt on carrying a huge bounce ball. Then the mother proceeds to have this conversation. Up until this point I was just like--ambivalent to her and her daughter. Nothing great nothing exciting, then it was like hitting gold.

Orange Shoes, "She might look like she is good but she isn't. She is a bad girl and I don't like it. Yesterday she went up into my bed and pulled all the covers around her. That girl would not get out of the bed when I wanted to sleep in it. I have a queen size bed. We both could have slept there but no, she refused to have me in there. I had to go to the couch. I was laying there for like five minutes when I thought--who is this four year old think she is, that is my bed, and no kid is going to push me out of my own bed....

PAUSE

I went right up to that bedroom and beat her right then and there. I beat her pretty hard too. You can see the bruises still if you look."

Orange Shoes then proceeds to lift up her daughters arms and legs to show the people on the bus the bruises that she has on her because of this beating. At this point my mouth is wide open, I couldn't look because I was in shock. It then got better.

Orange Shoes, "It hurt didn't it? I bet you won't be trying that again huh?"

Nice.

Pink Shirt then starts to talk to her mother, "Ma can I have some potato chips?"

Orange Shoes, "Why would I give you MY potato chips when you didn't share any of your gum with me. They are my chips, I would share but you didn't give me any gum when I asked you for some. I mean--why would I want to give you my food when you couldn't even give me ONE stick of gum. Then you stuck all that gum in your mouth at once. You should have known better. You should have known not to stick that much gum in your mouth."

Her child is four years old. Why didn't this "mother" tell her child not to do it, you know be a parent? It was just too much for me, between the bruises, the beating, the gum, the not sharing food with your child it was too much for me to handle.

I also liked the comment of her telling her daughter that beauty is pain...then going on about how her daughter will understand once she had to start pulling her "bushy ass eyebrows".

Then Orange Shoes fell asleep on my shoulder--perfect end to my bus ride.

LOL

http://clarkhoward.com/liveweb/shownotes/2010/05/11/18383/

While creeping on facebook I clicked on this link on my friend's profile. It was titled the 10 worst paying college degrees. Of course being an unemployed college graduate I just had to take a look.

What was funny is the comment section of the article. Where anyone who wants could write about the subject. What brought tears to my eyes as I read it was this little gem. For those who click the link I am sure--SURE you will find what I am talking about.

What others are saying

  • This English major is doing just fine!
    @LiberalArts-- Both my husband and I are doing just fine with English degrees, thank you very much. He's in sales and I'm in public health. You can go anywhere with a (good) English degree!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMG. This is hilarious. My response is this.

Dear Betsy--

Where are you buying the crack you are smoking? Because you lady are living in a different universe. Congratulations on your sense of security while looking at the world with rose colored glasses. I hope one day I will feel the same. Hell, I wish someday MOST of the English majors that I know will feel how you feel. But that time is not now. So go back to your perfect job in PUBLIC HEALTH (what???) and enjoy using your degree to clean up people's shit. I bet when you were reading Chaucer back in the day you dreamed about being in public health. Congratulations on achieving your dreams.

-A

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

It's Complicated

I get it. I am not a 50 year old woman that has gone through a divorce, I can not relate in that way. I do not need another person telling me that. It will not change my opinion, I loved "It's Complicated".


I do not care that I could not relate to a woman that has terrible things happen to her, like a husband cheating on her and then marrying the girl that he cheated on her with. Oh wait, I was cheated on and then my boyfriend started dating the girl he was with saying to me, "well you have the problem, so I'm with her now." I can relate to that. And I can relate to a relationship ending and then trying to get it back because the memory of it was just so great, after awhile, that why wouldn't you want to try again, only to have it FAIL.

I can relate, I think when others look at it this way, they could relate too. Do not just see two older actors and think, no never been there because really, we all have. This movie is great on so many levels. Meryl Streep and Alec Baldwin are amazing in this movie. They have chemistry and show a sort of togetherness that I haven't seen since I last watched Sherlock Holmes. They are good in this movie together and play off of each other.

I laughed so hard when this movie was on that I stopped it so that CH and I could watch it together. He like many others said that he is not a "50 year old man so he didn't have interest" I watched the rest and wanted to share it with everyone. It has great one liners like, "(Alec Baldwin's character) And I like that you stopped getting bikini waxes. You've gone native. I was into it!", and the transition to what the family felt pre//post divorce was touching. I've been there myself so I could relate to the children in this movie and their discomfort and grief over what was and what could have been.

I loved it, and I would encourage everyone out there to watch it---but watch it with an open mind and see the core issues and love it for what it is, a funny movie.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Have you ever tried to bath a kitty?

The kitty that STILL has no name--was bathed the other day. It was a treat. I have never washed a cat and really, it was something to witness. CH tried to just take her in the shower since whenever he showers she likes to look in and walk around. This did not work at all. She clawed up the shower curtain and was literally hanging off the rod//ceiling. I would have taken pictures but--CH was also naked in the shower (he yells when I do stuff like that).

We lather her up and then I take her upstairs to the sink to wash off. While in my bath towel, which was hard to hold the towel up and then wash Stink Butt. She was a lot better in the sink than in the shower. When I tried to dry her off she looked like a little rat. I laughed so hard. I have never seen a wet cat other than the one my one friend B has on his facebook page. It was the best.

I can not wait to give her another bath down the road.

Btw--she now smells like Freesias.

Monday, May 10, 2010

You moldy bread---are sneaky

Here I am at the local Pgh coffee shop using the Internet. The FREE Internet, not like at a nation wide coffee shop that makes you pay for Internet, but that is not the point. I always get myself a drink while sitting here typing at my computer--it is only fair, free Internet is never "really" free. I try to bring some bagels to the coffee shop because I only get drinks, not food when I have food at my apartment. Granted--I have drinks at my apartment too BUT lugging my computer and a drink would be heavy and I am lazy and my shoulder hurts.

Today I get in my usual spot and I go and order my iced tea -- no sugar-- and a side of cream cheese. Only a side of cream cheese because I did not want to bring my cream cheese out of the fridge and have it sit here at the coffee shop. The Barista gave me a look that suggested insanity when I assured here that "yes, I only want a side of cream cheese." I then go back to my computer and start eating my bagel. Yummy-- dipping it into the cream cheese container, I did not remember to get a knife and this was just easier, remember my shoulder hurts. I eat not really looking at the bagel because I am "creeping" online. Then I look down... While I am looking down I ask myself the question, I got a raisin bagel? Hmm... I don't usually buy bagels with fruit in them. I look closely not only are their raisin looking things on and in my bagel, it is covered with a green mold.

Ugh... So I have consumed about 1/3 of my moldy bagel and not only was I disgusted by the fact that I ate that much of it, I was also concerned when I thought, "well I've gone this far--what if I just scrape the rest off."

I put the bagel in the bag right then and there and threw it away. I now have a container of cream cheese next to me. I was thinking about just scooping it up and plopping it into my mouth--since I am hungry. Or do I go back up to the Barista, who already gave me a creepy look when I just ordered a little tub of cream cheese, and ask for a bagel? A bagel about 20 minutes after I ordered the cream cheese....

Apparently this has happened to other people before. I googled, not because I was concerned but just because, Moldy---and what popped up was I ATE A MOLDY BAGEL. One of the links told me not to worry. So I feel fine now that the Internet doctors out there have given me their OK. Thank you YAHOO answers for helping me with all facets of my life.

This is not as bad as it could have been. When I was living with my friend B he made himself a sandwich and it contained maggots in the bread. HE ATE IT ALL. I came home and I thought he was going to die, well I thought I was going to die while laughing at him and simultaneously throwing up. MAGGOTS. Ugh... All I ate was penicillin, he ate fish bait.

Oh life.... how you bring these little joys to me daily.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen

"The Corrections" is a book that I started reading back when I had a job. I started reading it after I stole it from CH, because I needed something to read on my breaks. After I lost my job and started f-unemployment I somehow "lost" it in my car. Just recently I picked it up again and now I wonder how I allowed this little gem to evade my grasp for so long.

I am only about one hundred pages in and I love it. This book makes me laugh really hard--just because. The interactions between the mother character and her daughter--point on. And then just the mother and the family in general--it is just great.

When I get deeper into this book I will tell everyone what I think and what I loved--with page notations. But for now, everyone just go out and read it.

Read more about it here.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Kitty

Kitty bitty ate my fish. I want to ... grrrrr.......

Not cute little kitty witty anymore.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Itty-bitty-kitty-witty.


CH got us a kitty. Yeah, I know...a kitty. It was defiantly a shock to me. Not that I haven't whined about wanting a kitty, but the fact that he just said, "ok" to one is beyond me.

When I first asked if he would like to adopt a kitty he told me, "no." He didn't want the responsibility that comes with having an animal. Ok, I was just bored at home and wanted something to take up my time.

CH then came home with two Beta fish. He told me that these can keep me company. I know what you might be thinking, fish--they are decoration not actual pets. I love fish though, love them so much. I set up their tanks and got creative with where I was going to put them etc, etc. Named one Red Fish one Blue Fish--I think everyone will know why. (If not, one was red one was blue.)

CH said that if I took care of the fish then maybe he will think about a kitty. Whatever, I was happy with the fish--for a little bit. Then I started asking again for a kitty, once again--"no."

Then out of the blue his brother calls to say that since they are moving they have to get rid of their kitty. I wanted to go and pick out one from the pound, but I agreed to at least look at this kitty.

Super cute. And when they asked if we wanted her I paused. CH then took opportunity to then jump and say--"Now? Sure!" With an astounded look on my face--we now have a kitty.


I am still not sure how I felt about Kitty (who still doesn't have a name). It is weird to actually have a pet that isn't a fish. I've never had a pet before that was just mine. It is a weird feeling.

I got her a cute little kitty outfit, a cute kitty collar, and a cute little bitty kitty bed. She is a nice attachment to the house, and soon I will get used to having a playful kitty around.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

I love it.

I am starting to appreciate my street more and more. Literally my neighbors are hilarious. On one end they are screaming and yelling at once another then the next they are asking you how your apartment is and if you are enjoying the weather.

I haven't had the internet in a few days so this is my story of the weekend.

Around 2 a.m. screaming is heard from outside.

"Rita!!! Rita!!!!!!!!!!! Why do you do this to me?!?!? I love you Rita. I LOOOOVVVEEE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!"

Pause for CH to poke me in the back and look at me to giggle.

"RITA COME BACK TO ME BABY, I MISS AND I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!"

This went on for a bit, but I fell asleep to the sweet sweet sounds of love ringing out in the air.

I wonder if my neighbors thought the same thing of me, giggling and eye rolling when CH came to my apartment (before we lived together) with his guitar and sang to me outside of my window. I didn't want to let him in because it was embarrassing--and when I did, my neighbors thought he climbed in the window--and came to the door to make sure I wasn't getting robbed or raped.

That is what is amazing. Neighbors looking after one another on one hand, and then them screaming at each other in the other. I love Pittsburgh.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Ahhh once again

Yes--You know who I am talking to! Mr. or Mrs. I leave dog poop outside of my door. Why can YOU NOT CLEAN IT UP!!! Outside the passenger side door--its still not ok, but less likely I will cause a fuss, but the drivers side door!! Come on!!

I think you are doing it on purpose. IF I find out who you are--be prepared--I will haunt your dreams, and will think up horrible things to do to your car//house steps.

So this is the final warning. I am watching!

Thursday, April 29, 2010

ChatRoulette

Has anyone else played this hilariously inappropriate website//game? I have never seen that many naked dudes online. There were a few girls on there too but, it was great times.

CH told me that he recently read an article about this website and there was this musician that plays his piano (dueling piano style) to the people that he gets online. His name is Merton. Recently Ben Folds just did an "Ode to Merton" that I find hilarious, of course not as good as Merton but still. I would suggest that you readers out there youtube Merton and then the "Ode to Merton".

So while eating dinner we sat around and "played" CH and I were hooked. We talked to some guys in Britain, Germany, some ladies from France, then Minnesota, and finally Philly! It was pretty interesting. Granted it is sick. There are lots of dudes just beating their dicks on camera but you just take it for what it is, and go on to the next partner. I saw my first uncircumcised penis because of chatroulette--it was worth the second look. :-)

But it is very addicting. CH and I then played while we were sitting in bed. NOT NAKED. If you have ever been to our apartment you will know that our bed is like a couch.... But he had his uke and lots of the people we then talked to wanted him to play them songs. Seriously a really fun night. (I don't know what that says about us...)

But it is not only us! I showed my one guy friend it yesterday and he couldn't stop! He said, "This is seriously addicting!" It is fun and everyone should try it out, just for a night.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Garden

I have planted my SWEET BANANA PEPPERS and two ZUCCHINI plants. My two TOMATOES are looking great and so are the HERBS and ONIONS//GARLIC.

There was a torrential downpour the other night, I have some causalities. My BEAN plants and RED PEPPERS are no longer with my garden. I might try to reseed some and try again but it might be too late.

I should just go out and try to buy some but it is just so satisfying to go from a seed, to a little plant, then to re-potting a bigger plant. Sigh....

What should I do!

Friday, April 23, 2010

Another one bites the dust

Mouse number two--dead.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Moused Again

I have once again murdered a mouse in my apartment. Sigh.....

Monday, April 19, 2010

Help.

I am bored out of my mind. I haven't posted in awhile now because quite honestly there is nothing to say. I need a friend to hang out with during the day or that just gets what this is like.

Monotony and emptiness. Boring! Please help.

Friday, March 26, 2010

You my friend---are an Idiot.

I try not to be mean to my friends, I mean who of us out there wants to be MEAN to a friend. Friends are an important part to everyday life. They are the ones that are always there for you, the ones that will hold back your hair when you are puking (when your mother just blames you for drinking), and will tell you with utter distaste that those shoes that you are wearing look hideous. Friendship is much more than that but to save time, that is all I got.

My friend, lets call him "JARED" the other day made me realize why I love friends so much. He knows when I am cranky, he knows my moods, and still wants to hang out with me.

And I know that he is goofy, likes to play around, and occasionally likes attention.

So my story starts and end just as quickly as that introduction.

"JARED" and I are driving in his car up 40th street, oncoming traffic is coming past us and going onto the bridge. There in front of Wendy's it happens.

"Hey a LIMO!! Hey rich and successfully people look at me, look at me." There is Jared flailing his arms outside of the car, waving and calling attention to himself. He also sticks his head out of the window to shout, hoping that the people in this limo might just roll down a window to say 'hi'.

For a brief second I allow him to do this, not quite giggling but not quite not giggling. Then I stop. There for that second second I see something that he is not yet aware of, and if he is he doesn't recognize it. This little object, fluttering in the wind atop the cars behind the limo, makes me suck in a gasp and stop him.

"Jared stop!"

"Why? Its famous people!! Hello!!!"


I pause, knowing that this would be funnier for me than to him (possibly)."Jared, that's a funeral procession."

He stops and looks at me taken back. "But where are the little flags??" As I point out the other cars behind the limo he goes on to say, "I didn't see that! How was I to know."

I let out a snort, look at him and say, "You my friend---are an idiot..."

Anyway you look at it, your friends are your friends for a reason. Even if they flail their arms around at corpses, talk to you until all hours of the night, or just comment on your blog posting. Your friends are important and even the smallest things like a giggle in the car can mean the world and can make you understand how special friendship really is.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Change of Opinion---It comes once in a Blue Moon

Yesterday I had an epiphany, I was sitting there in front of Wholey's Fish Market in the Strip and this is what happened, (in my brain)

Adelina, you sometimes like to drink alcohol right?
Yeah.
It is fun to do and is fun to do with friends right?
Well, yes.
You have partied a few times haven't you?
Well... yes a few.
Adelina, be honest, your mother, sisters, and roommates have found you face first in the toilet.
Ok, ok brain, yes I sometimes take it to the extreme. But it doesn't happen THAT often.
It also leads to accidents right?
Um.. I am sure everyone knows that this is true brain, why are you asking these questions?
Well Adelina, why is it then that you do not like the idea of smoking pot.
Mother-f. You are a tricky little trickster brain.....

Moral of the story, I might have to change my thinking on the issue of smoking pot.

Background story, I've never smoked, ever. Yeah I know, big shock, I get that a lot. Apparently I look like a girl who will just fire up the bowl. (Pffftttt, even writing in drug lingo makes me laugh hysterically.) I've got the staring at me with a quizzical look up on their faces, "Never ever?" more than once. I think that everyone has this idea that everyone smokes, and I just don't.

Usually I am totally against the idea of smoking. Not because I don't think it could be entertaining, but because it is illegal and because when I was younger those 'Anti-Drug' commercials scared the shit out of me. Literally my mother would have to wake me up at night because I would be crying and screaming about those commercials. Not only pot, but all of them scared the shit out of me. (Click here and see if this isn't just a little crazy.) It is illegal to smoke, a point that I will get back to later. Granted if you want to smoke, do it, it is your choice, it is just not one that I truly understand nor take part in.

In the office there has been much talk about the group called NORML. (Click here for their website.) They often have concerts and speakers on the subject of marijuana law reform. Currently their cause has been doubled because of the House Bill 1393 for Pennsylvania that was introduced in April. (Click here for the Bill.)

Now with this all going around me I guess my brain decided to make me think about the world and the old vs. new order of things. Everyone remembers Prohibition. The another reform that was passed to make the consumption of something (alcohol) illegal. I do remember something of high school history, this Prohibition didn't really work.

The Temperance movement blamed alcohol for many of society's ills, especially crime and murder. Saloons, a social haven for men who lived in the still untamed West, were viewed by many, especially women, as a place of debauchery and evil. Prohibition, members of the Temperance movement urged, would stop husbands from spending all the family income on alcohol and prevent accidents in the workplace caused by workers who drank during lunch.


Blaming alcohol on society's ills. I mean it couldn't be the people, the SOCIETY could it? Nope, better blame something else. It has to be something else other than people and free will. Hmm... guess we better blame alcohol, that sneaky little substance that always talks you into doing stupid stuff, makes you drink it, and makes you want it more. Never mind, that is the person pulling the glass to their lips after they order it. You can't blame alcohol, but you can blame the person. Free will baby, free will.

Just in case no one knows what free will is, or thinks that it is not really true, I have complied a list of definitions.

free will

–noun
1.free and independent choice; voluntary decision: You took on the responsibility of your own free will.
2.Philosophy. the doctrine that the conduct of human beings expresses personal choice and is not simply determined by physical or divine forces.


free will
n.
The ability or discretion to choose; free choice: chose to remain behind of my own free will.

The power of making free choices that are unconstrained by external circumstances or by an agency such as fate or divine will.


free will
The ability to choose, think, and act voluntarily. For many philosophers, to believe in free will is to believe that human beings can be the authors of their own actions and to reject the idea that human actions are determined by external conditions or fate. (See determinism, fatalism, and predestination.)

free will

in humans, the power or capacity to choose among alternatives or to act in certain situations independently of natural, social, or divine restraints. Free will is denied by those who espouse any of various forms of determinism. Arguments for free will are based on the subjective experience of freedom, on sentiments of guilt, on revealed religion, and on the universal supposition of responsibility for personal actions that underlies the concepts of law, reward, punishment, and incentive. In theology, the existence of free will must be reconciled with God's omniscience and goodness (in allowing man to choose badly), and with divine grace, which allegedly is necessary for any meritorious act. A prominent feature of modern Existentialism is the concept of a radical, perpetual, and frequently agonizing freedom of choice. Jean-Paul Sartre, for example, speaks of the individual "condemned to be free" even though his situation may be wholly determined.

I think we all get the point.

For about thirteen years alcohol was made illegal. In the end it was a huge failure. John D. Rockefeller, Jr stated that, "When Prohibition was introduced, I hoped that it would be widely supported by public opinion and the day would soon come when the evil effects of alcohol would be recognized. I have slowly and reluctantly come to believe that this has not been the result. Instead, drinking has generally increased; the speakeasy has replaced the saloon; a vast army of lawbreakers has appeared; many of our best citizens have openly ignored Prohibition; respect for the law has been greatly lessened; and crime has increased to a level never seen before."

Now is there a correlation? I think so. Prohibition doesn't work. When you tell someone not to do something, it because something that they want to do more. My boyfriend just painted the kitchen, he told me not to touch the walls because they weren't dry. I touched the walls. I just had to make sure. I needed to know for myself. This is the same when it deals with anything. Your parents say, "Adelina, don't go out with that boy he is bad news." I say "Sign me up for date number two!' And that is just coming from your parents and significant other. When it is the government, don't you think that you would want to do it even more? Back to my point of I don't do it because it is illegal.

I do things that are illegal all the time. I go more than the set speed limit, I cross when there is no cross walk, I even cross when there is a cross walk and the light is red, and the list of laws on this page, I am pretty sure I have broken some of those too. Laws sometimes are put into effect and then not changed when their use is over. People break the laws, maybe it is a tiny infraction or a large federal offense, it just happens. People have the right to chose what they want and what they do on a day to day basis. So why would the government impose another type of Prohibition and then be concerned when it once again doesn't work? This doesn't make sense to me at all.

National Survey on Drug Use and Health (NSDUH)
According to the National Survey on Drug Use and Health, in 2007, 14.4 million Americans aged 12 or older used marijuana at least once in the month prior to being surveyed, which is similar to the 2006 rate. About 6,000 people a day in 2007 used marijuana for the first time—2.1 million Americans. Of these, 62.2 percent were under age 18.

It just doesn't work. People are still smoking, so why not just make it legal and see if anything lowers after that. Look at the statistics for deaths in the United States.

Tobacco 435,0001
Poor Diet and Physical Inactivity 365,0001
Alcohol 85,000 1
Microbial Agents 75,0001
Toxic Agents 55,0001
Motor Vehicle Crashes 26,3471
Adverse Reactions to Prescription Drugs 32,0002
Suicide 30,6223
Incidents Involving Firearms 29,0001
Homicide 20,3084
Sexual Behaviors 20,0001
All Illicit Drug Use, Direct and Indirect 17,0001, 5
Non-Steroidal Anti-Inflammatory Drugs Such As Aspirin 7,6006
Marijuana 07

Now I do not see anyone being told not to eat Mcdonald's anymore, or told that their Marlboro's need to be put out. So why is it that people are being told not to smoke Marijuana? With all the people out there that are smoking, or trying pot, why aren't there more deaths resulting from the use of it? (Click here for another survey of FDA approved drugs vs Pot). (Ps. as I am sure others will be interested--sexual behaviors is HIV, STD stuff not anything like, having sex on a fish tank and accidentally drowning, which I kinda hoped for...is that wrong?)

Maybe I am just not informed enough about the pros and cons. But I see the connection between alcohol and pot, and I just don't see the difference anymore. I think my main problem is that they (the pro-smokers) base the claim that pot helps with health ailments. Ok, I can see this in some cases, but so did someone else before you,

"There were, however, several loopholes for people to legally drink during Prohibition. For instance, the 18th Amendment did not mention the actual drinking of liquor. Since Prohibition went into effect a full year after the 18th Amendment's ratification, many people bought cases of then-legal alcohol and stored them for personal use. The Volstead Act allowed alcohol consumption if it was prescribed by a doctor. Needless to say, large numbers of new prescriptions were written for alcohol."

I see the uses for medical marijuana and I get that it could help, for REAL ISSUES and DISEASES. I think though, that I would have more respect for the 'cause' if they said, I just want to smoke it. In this article by the Washington Post it shows that scripts written by Doctors to use Pot has gone up, with the symptoms of just 'pain' being the leading cause. Pain. Hm...

Guess it must be that easy to get a license, "Dr. I have this pain in my ass. I think I need something."
Dr: "Better start smoking pot."
Me: "But how will that get rid of my boyfriend?" (HAHAHAHA, little humor.)

In the end it comes down to this. People want to smoke and will smoke. I feel that running purely on the campaign that it is good for medical use is bullshit, which is why I have the most issues with it. If you want to smoke, do it. Just don't tell me that it is because you have a pain. If you have a real medical problem that it helps with, i.e. chemotherapy, glaucoma, etc then by all means I will be the one to light the bong (Pfffftttt) for you. But if you are doing it just for 'pain' then you will get the look of disgust.

Tell the House what you really think, smoking is fun to do and you think it should be legal because of that reason. Alcohol is, so why shouldn't Marijuana?

My opinion is changed. I don't do it, and probably won't ever try. But if you want to do it go ahead. It is a choice and people make then each day. Free will dictates that if you want to do something you will do it. If the government can't stop you, then who am I to try.