Monday, August 25, 2008

CSI

I'm addicted. It's sad, but true.
I can't help but turn on the TV to channel 57 (SPIKE TV) as soon as I get home, plop down on the couch, and veg out to some CSI.

Sure, I should be going to the gym on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday nights, but I'd rather watch CSI and they most likely won't let me change the channel once I hit Bally's. Bastards. Either way, I should get my lazy ass off the couch, but I'm happy with my CSI people... it's like Cheers, in a way; I know everyone's name and I'm glad I came to watch. :)

Time for bed... and more CSI!
It's on all night! WOOHOO!!

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Bicycles!!

I've come to a conclusion... Bicyclists need to DIE. In a fire. :)
And here's why:

Myth: People riding bikes think they're awesome... and because of this, they don't need to follow the law. They don't even have to follow the same laws as the people who drive cars!

Fact: "In Oregon, a bicycle is a vehicle by law. When riding your bike on a road, you have the same rights and duties as other road users. With a few exceptions, the rules of the road for drivers apply to you."


Myth: It's OK to ride your bike (in the bike lane) going the opposite direction of traffic... You're that awesome.

Fact: "When riding in a bike lane, you are still required to ride in the same direction as the traffic next to you."


Myth: Bike riders are so cool, they ride in packs. It's totally OK to ride side-by-side! You're a bike rider and you're saving the environment! You rock!

Fact: "You and a companion may ride side by side on the road, but only if you don’t impede other traffic. If traffic doesn’t have enough room to pass you safely, ride single file."


Myth: I don't need to stop at stop signs. I'm on a bike. I'm too awesome to stop.

Fact: "Stop at STOP signs and red lights."


Myth: I can make a left hand turn from the bike lane! In fact, I don't even need to signal! Cars shall stop in my presence for I am a bike rider!

Fact: "As you approach the intersection, look over your left shoulder for traffic and, when clear, signal your turn, move over to the left side of the lane (on a two-lane road), or into the left lane or the center turn lane. You should be positioned so cars going straight through can’t pass you on the left. Yield to on-coming cars before turning. If you are riding in a bike lane, or on a road with several lanes, you need to look and signal each time you change lanes. Never make a left turn from the right side of the road, even if you’re in a bike lane."


Myth: I can ride my bike in ANY lane and ride however I'd like to, even if I'm in a right turn only lane, but I go straight instead... It's ok. I'm a bicyclist.

Fact: "When you approach an intersection with several lanes, choose the one with the arrow pointing where you want to go. You may get cut off by turning cars if you’re in the wrong lane. If there is a straight through bike lane, use it only if you’re going straight ahead."


Myth: I don't need to use hand signals. I'm not driving. I'm riding. I'm awesome.

Fact: "Signal before making a turn to warn traffic behind you. To signal a left turn, look behind you, then hold your left arm out. To signal a right turn, either hold your right arm out, or hold your left arm up, with bent elbow."


Myth: I can ride my bike on the sidewalk! Yay!

Fact: "In general, you shouldn’t ride a bicycle on sidewalks. Yield to pedestrians: sidewalks are for walkers, not bicyclists. Be courteous and ride cautiously. Walk your bike in downtown areas: they are busy with people walking out of doorways, stopping to talk to each other or window shopping. Many cities ban bikes from their downtown sidewalks."



And if you're asking, "Wow, has all of that happened to you by bicyclists?"
My answer: Yes. All of this AND MORE.
And where did I get all of the facts? ODOT's handbook for bicyclists. Hasn't changed since 2006. And these people STILL don't know WTF is going on or how to ride a bike on the roads.

Dumbasses.

I hate bicyclists.
Hate.

Die.
In.
A.
Fire.

Saturday, August 09, 2008

Thoughts.

Tonight, I was walking around Target in my red&khaki, on the phone with one hand and a bag of tortilla chips in my other hand.
I was headed down an aisle when a lady asked, "Can you tell me where something is?"
And I looked at her and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not working right now."
And she continued, and asked, "Well, can't you at least tell me where it is?!"
And I said, "I'm not working now. I'm not allowed to help you when I'm not on the clock. I'm sorry."
Now... keep in mind... I'M ON THE PHONE. I HAVE THINGS IN MY HANDS. And when I said I wasn't working, why didn't she just leave me alone??! It's because I was still in my work clothes. Any other person, walking around in the store who was on the phone with things in their hands, she wouldn't have stopped and asked.
A "polite" person would have realized, "Oh, you're not working right now? Ok, sorry I bothered you." But NoooOOOooOOOOooo... She had to ask me anyway where something was. And I bet it was right in front of her stupid face.
I'm bringing a shirt with me to change into from now on. This is ridiculous.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Home Searching!

As most of you know, Sam and I have been looking for a house... since about March or April. We put an offer in on this house ... and it fell through because of our stupid loan agent not doing her part. She waited until the last possible minute to get us the loan and then realized she couldn't pre-qualify us. Dumb woman.

So we keep looking at houses almost every weekend and sometimes during the week. Last night, we visited this house and I fell in love. I'm not sure why (probably the kitchen and the HUGE backyard the pictures don't show), but I did. The kitchen has all new appliances and they're staying. :) heh. The house itself needs a little TLC, as the listing says, but it's not bad TLC like some of the hother houses we've seen. This house needs a little paint, a little hardwood love, wall texture removal, and a new master bathroom... maybe a little sheet rock to make the "garage" truly enclosed so we can eventually put a pool table out there. One thing is for sure... we're going to need to buy a weed whacker and one of those roto-tiller machines for the backyard. It's HUGE (almost a half acre) and it's full of weeds. Other than that... I think we're sold.

We're going to put an offer in when I return from LA. :) Yay!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Spazz!

Apparently, Odin is a spazz. In fact, last night, he decided to play with the shower curtain. He ran into the bathroom, played with the shower curtain and ran out. Ran back in, huffing and puffing, and then ran out. He kept going back and forth... so I ran and got my camera. Of course, he had gotten a little tired by that point, so I got what I could. But I could only get so much before my camera died... stupid battery! I think I need a new camera... heh ;)

(Sorry it's so dark... it's always so dark when I upload it, but so much lighter on my computer!)

Good thing- you can hear him meow. And imagine that like 10x over and over and over... That's what he's like when it's food time.



Notice at the end of the spazz attack, Grimm comes into the bathroom. He wants to know what all the commotion is about. He's wondering why Odin is freaking out and is probably thinking, "It's just a bathroom, dummy!"

Friday, July 11, 2008

I'm sitting here at work...

As my title says, I really am sitting here at work... and I am thinking...
My co-worker told me that a typical human has about 10,000 thoughts a day. A DAY.
That seems a little crazy to me.
So I thought I might make a short tally of what I think throughout the day... and see if I get anywhere near 10,000. :) I'm such a dork, I know.

My tummy feels icky.
I think I'm hungry.
My boss is slowly losing her mind.
Stupid charts.
Wow, only 800 calories that day?
I wish.
I don't wanna file papers in charts today.

Ok. Nevermind.
There is NO WAY I can type everything I'm thinking.
I guess my co-worker is right.
Too many thoughts in a day to keep track of.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Odin!


Oh! Something shiny! Oh! OH!
Gotta have it! Gotta play!!!

Wait... Food. I'm hungry!
/meow x10
/meow x10


SHINY! Toy! My jingle bell ball! Yipppeeee!!

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.
I'm hungry.
/meow x10

Please?
No... no please... NOW, damnit.
/meow x10

I'm hungry now.
Feed me!
/meow x10


Toy! CATNIP!
/purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Hold me! Hold me!
Love me! Love me!

/purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

/meow x10

Grimm...


HA HA!
I have taken over my mom's computer while she's passed out on the couch! I don't think she feels good. She came home earlier from work than usual and she picked me up and practically forced me onto the couch with her. She usually only does that if she doesn't feel good... or she thinks I need attention or whatever. Bah.

Ya know, I haven't been getting much alone time lately. This last weekend, mom and dad had a LOT of people in MY house and I didn't appreciate it at all. In fact, you see all those people in the picture up there? Yeah. They were all crowded into my house. Damn them all. Jerks. At one point there were 12 people at my house... and my mom had the crazy idea to make lasagna! She turned on the oven and I nearly died from the heat! All I wanted was some peace and quiet, but nooooooo... They played that stupid game where people attempt to sing and others use these strange looking pieces of plastic... and they think that's fun? Bah. They have yet to know what fun is.

Fun is sleeping in late... especially at the foot of the bed so no one can move comfortably in the middle of the night. Fun is holding your little "brother," or as I like to call him "pain in my ass," down while you beat him up. Fun is rolling around on the floor with catnip and playing with feather toys. Fun is not that stupid loud game. I know they like it; but they're so behind in their thinking.

Damnit, Odin! Away!

Ok, good. He's gone.

Back to what I wanted to talk about...
World Domination.

It shall be MINE, ALL MINE!
MUAHAHAHA!