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By kilax, February 28, 2008 7:40 pm

Sometimes you need someone to blame for all of life’s shittiness. You just need to have a screaming match, get all of the nasty words and thoughts out, then go sob in your pillow for an hour or so. You wake up, eat a cookie, and feel better.

But sometimes there really is no one to blame. It’s not your fault, it’s not their fault, it’s just shitty luck! Who do you blame then?

No one. You just get pissed off, and all the anger and frustration builds up inside of you. Eventually, you explode.

Today it was an ordeal with a taxi. How hard is it to get an effin’ taxi in Round Lake? Jeez! I reserved one to pick me up from the train well in advance and it was a no show. Then the other one didn’t show. Then another taxi place said they didn’t have any taxis for an hour. Then I had to call my last resort shitty Round Lake taxi service that I avoid at all costs because they are so effin’ worthless. They took another 30 minutes.

Jeez. At the end of the week, shit like this really makes me crazy. I have been in an airport all day, and the last thing I want to do is spend another hour or so waiting for an effin’ taxi.

If you live in Round Lake, please be my friend, so I can call you for a ride next time.

But I would understand if you don’t want to be my friend after reading this nasty rant post.

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By kilax, February 27, 2008 4:59 am

I can’t believe I married a man who thinks Elton John and Eric Clapton are the same person.

That is just wrong!

“Can You Feel the Love Tonight?” and “Wonderful Tonight” are NOT the same song!

Steven is such a good debater though, he actually had an argument as to how they are the same person. Playing the two songs back to back didn’t do much to change his mind.

If I played any one of their songs to you, would you be able to pinpoint if it was Eric Clapton or Elton John?

Good thing my love is unconditional…

Update: Steven says he “knows they are not the same person, they could just be easily confused.”

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By kilax, February 24, 2008 8:40 am

Diane tagged me for the quirky meme! The rules are to share six non-important things / habits / quirks about yourself.

But I am having a hard time coming up with six quirky things about myself that I haven’t already shared with you! (Or aren’t on my 100 Things list). Well, here goes anyway… Play along if you want.

1. I walk a specific path to work each morning to avoid one annoying homeless man. He yells at everyone who walks by… and I just can’t take it that early in the morning. Especially on Mondays.
2. I don’t like mushrooms. Now, that wouldn’t be so quirky, if I wasn’t a vegetarian. But some people assume if you’re a vegetarian, you love mushrooms. And I thank those people for being so considerate of my diet, but mushrooms are not on my list of things I want to eat on purpose.
3. Even though I love ALL animals… big dogs really scare me. I try not to tense up when I am around them, but their power and size intimidates me. I need a friend with a big dog to help me get over this fear!
4. I could eat homemade popcorn all day, every day. Steven makes the best homemade popcorn – right in a kettle on the stove. I actually missed it when we were in Aruba for a week. If I don’t have it every few days, I go a bit nuts. (The only bad part? The kernels stuck in your teeth!)
5. I love getting my teeth cleaned at the dentist. I like it when they do that little scrape-y thing. Feels so good.
6. I don’t mind driving 60 miles to meet friends for a date. That’s just part of living in this suburban sprawl.

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By kilax, February 22, 2008 5:54 am

One of Steven’s coworkers asked him this at work yesterday:

If you had to choose somebody to read the entire phone book to you, who would you choose and why?

I would choose Sean Connery, because I love his accent.

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By kilax, February 21, 2008 5:47 am

This is not meant to be a “I’m taking a hiatus from blogging” post but rather, a “I’m so stressed out and overwhelmed at work that I don’t think about anything but work and I can’t write about that here so posting may be sparse for awhile” post.

But it seems like whenever I write something like that my brain is automatically filled with post ideas. So we’ll see.

I apologize for falling behind on responding to comments, reading blogs and commenting, responding to emails, oh, and not having the energy to do anything once I leave work.

(For extra credit, name the band that I stole my title from – no google)

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By kilax, February 17, 2008 8:41 pm

(I think Jen of runjenrun had a similar photo on her blog months ago – I thank her for the inspiration)

Steven and I found this tie for 99¢ at Target today. Data loves wearing it. He hasn’t tried take it off yet. Maybe this new look will give him the encouragement to finally start interviewing for a job, so he can help with household expenses.

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By kilax, February 16, 2008 11:02 pm

Idiots.

I feel like I am in college again, living in an apartment next to inconsiderate assholes.

Except, hey, we live in a townhome. Which we own, and have lived in for over 3 years.

Unfortunately, the other two units next to ours are rentals. People have moved in and out of the homes over the years. We never got to know anyone well, because hey, I don’t effin’ care. We’ve never had too many problems though.

Anyway. Our newest neighbors moved in a few weeks ago, and are driving us nuts. They apparently have no idea there are Townhome Association rules where we live. They leave their dog’s shit all over the snow. They park where they aren’t supposed to park. They’re loud. Etc. Etc.

Basically, they are disrupting our peace and quiet, which we have enjoyed for over 3 years.

Today they are having a party. It started early in the day. Guests arrived with cases of beer around 2:00. Their guests parked on the wrong side of the street. Okay… But one parked in front of a fire hydrant, on the wrong side of the street. Duh. I called the cops and said “It’s illegal to park in front of a fire hydrant, right?” Of course it is. Ironically, the guests came out to get into their car as the cops arrived. I hope they learned a lesson from that.

So I thought it was over. I felt guilty for being so spiteful.

But Steven and I get back from dinner and cars are parked illegally all over the space between our townhome and the ones behind us. And they’re still having their loud party. We sit downstairs to watch a movie and we can hear their crappy bass through our walls. At 10:30. I head over to tell them to STFU. Steven comes with me. We walk carefully as to not step into the dog shit all over their sidewalk.

They’re drunk. Their house is full of suspicious characters. Whatever. They are polite and apologize. It better not happen again. You’re in the suburbs so STFU. We will call your landlord and we will call the Townhome Association and we will call the police.

Do you want to be my neighbor?

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By kilax, February 15, 2008 5:19 am

If you could attend one of the following events next year, which would you choose and why? Your choices are: Oscars, Grammys, SAG Awards, Golden Globes, Bloggies, Super Bowl, Indy 500, Daytona 500, the World Series (all 7 games), or your choice.

I know this is a weird question, but I’ve noticed that there have been awards shows/major sports finales televised practically every Sunday since the middle of January. And I’m always reading about contests to win tickets to these things, so it made me think… which would you choose if you could pick to go to just one?!

I would pick the Oscars because it is the only industry I can pretend to remotely know what the hell is going in. And I haven’t even seen Juno. Or anything nominated for an Oscar this year for that matter. Oh well. I can still say I want to go just to see all the pretty gowns and movie stars, right?

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By kilax, February 14, 2008 5:37 am

Damn. I told Hilly I would participate in self love day, and now that I’m not feeling much self love, I don’t really feel like participating. Oops. Oh well.

Here are the rules:

1. Post one a banner on your blog and declare February 14th as the day you not only love your one and only, but the day that you love yourself!
2. Post one nice thing about yourself……then ask others to post one thing that they really like about you.
3. Enjoy yourself!

So obviously, I love Obi-Wan Kenobi Steven, Data, my family and friends…

I have a hard time coming up with one nice thing to say about myself because working has made me stressed out… and turned me into a less nicer version of myself at some times.

But here’s one nice thing – I’m thoughtful. I try to do little things to brighten people’s day – write them notes/emails, but special little gifts, give them a call, pick up their favorite treat for them, bring them some shiny kitty stickers, ask how things are going in their life… I try not to be so involved in my own life that I don’t take the time to make other people feel good about themselves.

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By kilax, February 13, 2008 7:53 pm

During the summer, I wrote a work-related post wondering when I would get to the point where I wasn’t relying on someone else to divvy out tasks to me. Basically, I was wondering “when will I have my own project to keep track of?”

Well, you know where this post is headed.

Things have changed a lot at my office since I wrote that post. The office has acquired a huge workload. We have hired 4 people since November. I have been given a lot of responsibility. I am the “project architect” on a few jobs.

It’s pretty exciting.

I had the project kickoff meeting for a 11,000 square foot (+ an additional 5,000 square feet of remodeling) commercial interior job today. My boss came with me for the kickoff, but I am on my own after today.

That means I will represent my firm at the weekly construction meetings. It means I will get to make the final construction decisions. It means I will have some authoritay (said in Eric Cartman voice).

This excitement will lose its charm, and there will be headaches, problems and disappointments… but for now, I am enjoying the novelty of the moment.

It’s also reassuring to know I enjoy my work and am in the right career field.