i’ve been anxiously awaiting today to deliver unto you the thursday morning mpeg! it’s actually been on the server for the last two days. i thought about giving it to you early, but i understand the natural human desire for consistency and routine, so i suppressed my excitment in order to ensure your peace of mind. yes, i am an above-average person. on to the music!
“Chop Suey” by System of a Down
i’m still not sure what, exactly, it is about this song that i like; but, everytime i hear it i get happy and i sing along. i hope y’all feel the same. by the way, i’m unoffically calling it “tryptophan” instead of “chop suey” today in honour of the u.s. turkey day. enjoy!
save me some punkin pie!

i had beer with lunch.
now, all i want is more beer & sixteen games of pool or a soft, horizontal surface to sleep upon for three hours.

i happened to see a commercial for prego’s pasta bake sauce the other day. “gee,” i thought, “wouldn’t that be neat?! pour raw pasta, sauce and cheese in a dish and bake! i think i’ll try that!”
while at the grocery store returning a bottle of hairspray i’d bought thinking it was the pretty-smelling version, i remembered to check for this wondrous new product in the pasta aisle. five minutes i spent looking over the jars of bright red tomato sauces and there was nary a prego product to be found, let alone a new, revolutionary one. “dammit!” i thought, “well, fine… i’ve already got the mozzarella in my basket, i’ll just use the jar of spicy pepper sauce i have at home. i don’t need no stinking prego!”
last night, after fighting rainy, windy, nasty traffic, i stumbled into my cozy little abode and put the pasta pot to boiling. i was going to cook something for dinner. considering most nights i re-reat my meals, this was a momentous occasion. i was sorely tempted to invite someone over to partake of my culinary prowess; but, wary of first-time disaster, decided to not turn a friend into a guinea pig and possibly a patient at the local medical facility.
there was boiling, straining, grating, pouring, mixing and finally baking occurring in my miniscule kitchen, the likes of which haven’t been seen since three sundays past (when i created chicken fried rice, vegetable stir-fry, baked chicken with sundried tomato dressing and rice — not all for one sitting, silly. i cook for the week).
at the end, i removed a steaming, bubbling pyrex dish of tomatoey pasta goodness from the oven. i dished myself up a bowl, retired to the futon and munched happily away on my cheesy delight whilst listening to episode three of the lord of the rings (bbc radio version).
sometimes, all it takes is a little home-cookin’ to make a person’s soul a little lighter… and sleepier. i fell asleep during episode four and didn’t wake up until around eight o’clock. so, i fetched tomorrow’s mpeg, packed up the leftovers, set the dishes to soaking & settled into bed with episode five softly issuing from my computer’s speakers.
ahh… sometimes being boring is so very nice.

jason sent me some mail from somewhere in california suggesting i join him on one of his trips south. i can’t decide which is more improbable: his inviting me along or my considering taking him up on the offer.
by the way, the website is coming along nicely. oh, and the union wants me to do their site next. at this rate, i may have to start looking for clients who pay.

busy making pretty html and css for work website. leave me alone, i actually enjoy this stuff.

well, our practicum student isn’t what i expected at all. tall, dark, clean-cut, friendly. and, i’ve a feeling, gay. we’ll find out about that at a later point in time, though. right now, there’s new eye-candy in the department. let the daydreams commence!

let’s see… friday night: cards & pizza. saturday: cleaning, laundry, cleaning, dishes, cleaning, amateur hockey, beer & video rentals. sunday: reading, playstation, grocery shopping, videos, in bed by 7:30pm.
i’m kicking myself for having such a bleh weekend, especially since there was such beautiful weather. of course, now it’s rainy and gross again. whee. i basically ignored the computer, too. which is good. it’s funny, ’cause i’ve been ignoring my computer a lot lately. once i get home, i just can’t find anything interesting to do on it. i’d rather veg out on the futon.
wow. i’m sleepy. i just closed my eyes and i think i zonked out. yes, at my desk. yes, at work. damn, when will the coffee be ready?
today, we have some guy starting a five-week practicum in our department. five to one odds he’s asian. four years, four students, four of them asian. although, webber sounds pretty anglo. regardless of where he comes from, i hope he’s fun. we need someone fun. i also wish i’d remembered this before now and managed to have normal hair as opposed to the freak-out-drowned-rat hair i’m experiencing right now. first impressions aren’t *that* important, are they?
by the way, don’t rent or buy the harry potter video game. it’s dumb. really dumb. although, i could just be saying that because i spent over an hour in the flying tutorial and couldn’t get out. i hate flying games. i just can’t finesse the game pad. i don’t have the touch. *sigh*

jealousy. possessiveness. premature sense of loss.
it’s a very good thing i got my new best friend in the mail today.

Hessie says: i’ve never played my monopoly game.
Hessie says: no one ever comes over.
Hessie says: except fizzgig.
Hessie says: and he’s avoiding me.
Mav says: my aunt and uncle gave me boggle and yhatzee when i was a kid
Hessie says: we did christen the scrabble board, though.
Mav says: but i never touched them cuz no one would play with me
Mav says: hehehe
Mav says: man, i ‘m tired
Mav says: i read that as “we played christian scrabble … tough”
Mav says: i was like what’s christian scrabble?
Mav smirks
Mav says: hrmmm
Hessie says: hah.
Mav smirks
Hessie set the topic to “christian scrabbletology”

osculate (OS-kyuh-layt) verb tr.
   1. To kiss.
   2. Mathematics: (For a curve) to touch another curve in
   such a way that they have same tangent and curvature
   at the common point.
verb intr.
   To touch or to bring together.
[From Latin osculatus, the past participle of osculari, from osculum (kiss; literally, little mouth), diminutive form of os (mouth).]
i want to osculate! now! someone osculate me!

it’s a giddy friday in the office. i’ve been giving everyone shit for filling out their timesheets wrong (all but one have forgotten that they didn’t work on the holiday monday), then we got birthday cookies, and wilma had me cracking up because she’s just now realized how annoying amelita can be sometimes.
the strangest thing is that i think my good mood is partly due to the fact i got up at 5:30 and had to sit in bridge traffic for an extra half an hour this morning. don’t ask me to explain it! it’s just one of the joys of being me.
i’m feeling a little badly though. someone (i’m assuming it was tyler) was trying to phone me at 12:30 this morning and i, being rudely woken from a very sound sleep, turned the ringers off the phones and went back to sleep. although, in retrospect, i probably would have been better off talking to him as the shock of the ringing had my adrenaline surging and my heart pounding, making the rest of my sleep rather crazy with odd dreams.

i saw cute, married rob tonight. he hasn’t been to a meeting in forever, so i’d pretty much given up hope of seeing him until the new year. i turned away for a minute to talk to julie or read my minutes and there was a nudge against my shoulder and a voice which asked “don’t i get a hug?” i spun around, looked at him for a moment and said “no,” he made a face, said “well then…” and started to move away. i grabbed his sleeve and hugged him tightly. i suppose my fortune cookie came true after all.
i was reminded tonight of the total stranger who stopped my mom and i from pulling out of a parking lot only to tell us “you two have the most infectious smiles i’ve ever seen. you’ve made my day.” i was so startled by the spontaneousness (that’s a word, right?) of it all that i wasn’t able to tell her that her stopping to tell us that made my day.

how desperate for entertainment am i? i registered with “am i hot or not?” this morning. i’m expecting an average rating of approximately 3.2. anything more than that and i’ll be right pleased.

i keep thinking of things to say, but once i start to type them they seem so banal. it’s official. i’m no longer interesting.

i know! will wonders never cease? i actually remembered the thursday morning mpeg and not a small task it was to find one for you, my loyal, lovely readers, either. that’s all right. i don’t begrudge the effort. it’s all worth it in the end. presenting, for your aural pleasure:
“Beautiful” by JoyDrop
this happened to come on the radio yesterday as i was making my way home and for the first time i actually paid attention to the lyrics. they spoke to me. i feel that way sometimes. okay, a lot of the time. yeah, most of the time. shuddup and listen to the song, will you?

maybe it’s just me, but every once in a while, i seem to get inundated with reconnections to people from my past. i have a lot of friends with whom i don’t speak daily, weekly or even monthly. and that’s okay. our paths don’t cross for months or maybe years at a time. but, once they do intersect, it’s as if no time has passed save for catching up on the gory details of each other’s lives.
this has been one of those occasions. i’ve been spending a lot of time talking to people i haven’t talked to in (some cases) what seems like forever. it’s all very, very good. i hadn’t truly realized how much i’d missed them until they were around again.
it makes me happy to know that these people i regard highly still think well of me. it also makes me think of the other people i haven’t spent much time with lately and reinforces the desire to “reach out and touch” them. no time like the present, right? the phone company’s going to love me this month.