sickity sick sick

oh, this weekend has been horrible. saturday i woke up with a sore throat but i thought it was just because i slept with my mouth open and because it was cold in the house. so i went ahead with my plan, which was to go to my mom's house and help with cleaning out my sister's room and (more importantly) her closet. it was really bad. there was evidentally a leak in the wall of her closet because when we finally got to the other end the wall was black, and it was ... bad. my allergies were really bothering me because she's got so many animals, so when you add that to the dust and the mildew, i was in very bad shape. i was supposed to spend the night at mom's, but by the end of the night i was coughing so bad and my throat was killing me and my face was all swollen up so i drove home. did i mention it was bad? i kept nearly falling asleep on the way home and i was up all night because of it. very very bad.

today wasn't quite as bad. i woke up pretty sick, but i took some advil and tried to get some sleep. mom called at 11:30 to see how i was and woke me up, so i took some robitussin and sat around. at 2 i decided to get out of the house so i went to joann's fabrics for the fabric for jamie's bedroom. i succeeded in getting absolutely all the fabric for her bedroom. done. yay! so now i need to go to walmart and get the endtables from walmart, a table from linens and things, and the bedding, which i'll probably try to get at kmart so i can charge it. oh, and the paint. so much to do, so little time. no time to be sick. so after joann's i came back home so i can rest some and hopefully i'll be able to go bowling tonight. we went friday night and it was no fun. it was busy and i couldn't find my ball, and they were doing the cosmic bowling thing which was distracting. i got 148 the first game (at another alley because university was too busy at the time) and then we played 2 games at university and i was around 100 both times. terrible. so i'm resting up and watching dr. t and the women (not that good of a movie, but what can you expect from oh!oxygen?) and working a little on the headboard for jamie's bed. i told christen i wasn't cooking because i didn't want to get everybody sick, so if we still see shea and kyle tonight we're going out. i should get more robitussin for the road.

o henry and t wolfe, as promised...

thus endeth thy hiatus.

it's not like i was trying not to write here, but i've become addicted to the geocaching forums and i'd rather be writing there than here recently. but now i'm back, even though the only reason i'm writing now is that i left work early because i didn't sleep last night and i *still* can't sleep. so i'm here.

so what's been going on, you ask? well, we've had more hurricanes since i've been gone. i don't think there are any on the horizon, but there's still six weeks left of the season, so we'll see how it plays out. for ivan the store didn't close and it missed this area completely. jeanne was forgotten about way over there in haiti, so when it came for us i don't think anyone noticed until it was here. right here. actually the eye passed about 5-10 miles north of my house, but we were one of the few that didn't lose power the whole time.

so what did we do?

we left. sunday was the hurricane, and monday we drove to asheville, nc, to see tmbg play at the orange peel (lots of applause...) they weren't coming here, so christen and i decided that we would drive up and do some geocaching and bum around town for a few days and see them. wow, that was a horrible drive. i think it would have been cheaper, and certainly would have kept us saner, if we would have just flown there and back. how's the public transit system there? i didn't notice. we may need to know for next time. but other than the drive (12 hours up with the hurricane, raining all the way there, and 12 hours back is a full 24 hours of our 3 day vacation) we had a blast. i spent way too much money on books (they have great bookstores in downtown there -- the captain's bookshelf on (get this) page ave. (i bought a 1950s robert graves edition of the greek myths and they had a *signed* copy of the boo by pat conroy! you can't find it anywhere! i couldn't justify spending 75 dollars though, so it stayed in asheville) and malaprop's on haywood street. the guy at malaprop's figured out the name of this spoken word album that i've wanted for the longest time but didn't know what it was called. they didn't have any there, so i ordered it from amazon for $2.37 when we got home. i also bought lucky, by alice sebold. that's an amazing book. i read it on the drive home. we passed a couple more shops but by then i had spent 60 bucks on books and didn't want to chance it. :) they might be giants were amazing, of course. this was my 7th time seeing them, and christen asked what time was the best. i can't choose -- they're always great. corn mo opened for them, and he's ... well, he's got a great voice, but he really needs to work on his accordian-playing skills. when linnell plays, he plays. corn mo sounds like he's just mad at the thing. but you have to admit, for someone to open with "caro mio bien" takes some balls. nothing like opera to quiet an indy-rock crowd.

we did about 5 caches while we were there too. well, we did 7, but one was a multi and we didn't have time to find the final cache and one we just couldn't find. i think it was us. i bought a $5 walking stick at a downtown hiking/mp store called [must figure this out, can't remember] on the way out of town i made christen stop at riverside cemetary and i took pictures of the graves of thomas wolfe and sidney porter -- o henry. i'll post pics; it was really neat. the day before we stopped to see wolfe's childhood home. i think i may buy look homeward, angel. i'd like to read it after reading all the history involved.

so back in tampa, we dragged ourselves back to work for 2 days and then had the weekend off together. so i dragged christen to our very first geoevent. it was a lot of fun -- a lot of fun. i brought baked mac & cheese, which turned out pretty good except that i made way too much of it and ended up with a whole tray of it that i brought to the event and a smaller casarole dish that i left at home. we fed on the casarole dish until today, because i finished it off for lunch. mmmm, mmmm, good. what was left of the other tray i brought to my mother's house and spooned it into a bowl for them to feed off. my only regret about the event is that we didn't know anybody and it wasn't the kind of event where people are introduced to you ... but the next one will be, if i have to host it myself. i've been talking to yuzawa kat about hosting one in tampa, maybe at lettuce lake park. one of these days i'll get out of my introverted funk ... well, i doubt it but we'll see. i'm pretty decent at organizing things, and kat said she'd help with the games etc. anyhow, i'll let you know if it comes to fruition.

christen and i have gotten pretty into bowling lately too. we went last night and my high score was a 158, which i thought was awesome. i'm having such a blast. christen seems to be on a downward slope and can't figure out what's wrong with his game, and i just don't know. we don't throw the same, so how can i fix his game? i do hope he figures it out soon though, because it's not as fun when he's not having a good time and he doesn't have a good time when he's frustrated by his throwing. this time leagues were happening and we got the one lane that wasn't being used by the leagues ... a couple games into it this drunk guy asks if he can join us, because he's here with his mom (she was in a league) and he's really bored. so he started bowling with us, and it was actually a lot of fun. his name was george, and he used to be in prison and hadn't bowled in 10 years. i know all this because he said it over and over and over and over ... you get the idea.

my desktop still isn't working properly. christen was trying to play unreal tournament and it kept freezing on him too. :( hopefully he can fix it, but otherwise we may be working on putting another one together. it's so sad, because this is the second one i've had and i've had nonstop problems with both.

i was blog surfing and there was one called vive teddy ruxpin. it was in some language i don't recognise, but teddy ruxpin, man! i had a teddy and a grubby that hooked together and sang, and the entire library of stories for teddy to read me, and a few outfits (like the tux for when he sang teddy's love songs). oh, how i miss the 80s. do any of those i love the 80s shows every mention my love for teddy? i don't think so.

well i know i had more to say but i don't remember -- probably because it's been so long since i posted. i'll try to be a more frequent visitor.

sorry, gas gives me gas

but my car needs gas. i updated a few hours ago, but i tried it on my desktop and lost it all. it was most annoying so i left it alone and went to play sims 2 for a bit. i got sims 2 yesterday, and i love it. i made a couple that look exactly like myself and christen, and they are goofy in love, just like we are (and of course, just plain goofy, but what did you expect?). i have lots more to say, but my mom's coming over tomorrow (just found out) so i want to pick up the house and fix a pair of christen's pants that he ripped. ta ta!

good to know i led an interesting life...

What will your Funeral be like? by rashock
Username
You will die by:	You always were kinky in your sex life and took it just a bit to far. You died over doing breath control, blood play, or some other strange kink.
Death Date:	April 6, 2034
Number attending your funeral?	29
How much will you leave to friends and family?	$812,099
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so even the computer says i'm good at something...

What Makes You Sexy? by eva71
Name/NickName
Gender
Sexy Body Part Is	Your Ears
Special Talents Are	Blow Jobs
Quiz created with MemeGen!

so html isn't that hard to remember, evidentally...

...because i knew it partially a long time ago but i still doubted that i would remember how to fix this template so it would be usable for my purposes. but i did it! and it didn't take all night! [sidenote -- the amazing quote of the day~ "can we find the nipple?" said on the opening credits of body work, that plastic surgery show on tlc] anyhow, it took about an hour to get it together, change the colors and placement of the type and my background picture (i took that picture, the smokey mountain national park, north carolina) and add links to the side bar. now the only thing i can't figure out is how to move the description line (that's it up in the top left) to the middle under the header. any takers?

so this way i can play more with my template, which i like. i still wish someone would have done it for me, but i'm just as impatient as i am lazy. so there.

ivan the terrible is headed to tampa, so i added a link for ivan-at-work's live journal to commemorate. he'll be appreciative of the nod anyhow. ivan (pick which one you think i'm referring to) looks to be increasingly obnoxious, but hopefully it'll stay far away. hehe. yeah, so OD boarded up yesterday, per corporate. they just drove up and boarded up our windows and doors. it's now very dark in there. i started singing dance magic (david bowie) earlier at work for no reason so i've now decided to watch labrynth while i finish typing this, and i'll have something to listen to while i try to do some writing. we've changed our bi-weekly meeting to a week from monday because of derned ivan. at least i may have something written by them.

i want a dog named merlin. maybe i should change jacob the snakob's name.

give me the child. through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered. i have fought my way here to the castle beyond the goblin city to take back the child you have stolen. for my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom is as great.

you have no power over me.

noooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!

[insert -- this is care of orlando weekly's NOTW: power outages, we have concluded, are a blessing. They cut you off from the nattering nabobs of hurricanism, to paraphrase that great American statesmen, Spiro Agnew. Beginning Sept. 3, right through Sept. 6, one could – if one was unlucky enough to still have power and cable – have watched wall-to-wall coverage of Frances' crawl across the Atlantic, including live reports from the beach every time a cloud approached. Tom Terry should be flogged. {my note -- this continues with Ivan)

hehe. more later. i need to write.