you got me again.

it's 12:15. amazingly enough, i slept until an unheardof 11:37am this morn. i woke up a few times, but forced myself asleep and only woke up for good when i woke up and both my arms were dead. i hate when that happens, and it does a lot. i wake up and i can't feel my arms and i have to flop them around with my body to wake them up. scares the royal crap out of me.

so i have a request from the blogging community -- i have a template problem (again). when i get a comment, i can't see the comment on my page until i hit the button that says "1 comment." by this time i've already read that one comment because it was mailed to me, but if anyone else wants to read it, perchance, they have to hit that button. unfortunately, the picture on my main page is not transferring to the single entry page, so the text is white on white background and you can't read the page. who knows how to fix this for me? comment on this entry, please. hehe.

the reason i've noticed this is because i got a comment on my early morning post, and i can't read it unless i highlight the page. royal pain in the butt. i've had comments before, but it was when i had the old template, so i could see them. i looked at the source of the old template vs. the new modified one, but to no avail. i need help!

so if by chance, you've linked a specific page of mine to your journal, you may be better off linking the entire blog for now. but i'll try to be entertaining!

[edit] it's fixed, thanks to the guy who wrote the template. so yeah, it was my own stupid mistake. how often does that happen? :)

i think i should probably *do* something today, so i'm off. jacob needs mice; i'm a week late and my usual place is out so i need to find a reptile place who has food for the snacob.

do you know the muffin man?

this will be a short one, because christen is asleep and it's after 1 am. i miss him -- need to crawl into bed.

so i was kinda hoping that i wouldn't get my voter's registration card because i don't really want to vote but everybody says i have to ... so i wanted an out. there was a little mix up with my addresses since i've moved so many times in the past 2 1/2 years that i thought they would get confused about where i was sending my change of address from, and i wouldn't get reregistered in time.

no such luch.

i got my card in the mail, and i vote up the street on november 2nd.

guess kerry's got my vote.

and i know it's the right thing to do, it's just that there's been so much crap this election that i really just hate them both and i hate them for subjecting me to 2 out of 3 commercials shoving "this is what's wrong with the other person" down my throat instead of talking about what they've done and can do. this entire election is revolting, and the only thing i can hope for in the long run is that kerry wins and then comes down with some horrible disease that doesn't kill him (i wish death on no one) but renders him useless as a president (which he's not far from anyhow) and edwards gets the job. i'd vote for edwards.

the only vote i'm sure about is castor, because i'd vote for castor in a heartbeat. she was president at usf when i started and i thought she was great. only, i don't know what exactly she's running for. i'm kinda trying to stay as far away as possible.



i finished my sister's room this weekend, and she loves it. the walls are white black and blue stripes, and the bed is longways against the wall with a giant headboard that takes up the entire wall (4x8 plywood covered in fabric). it's very neat, and jamie thinks the best part is that her friends will be insanely jealous. aren't 12-year-olds great?

sleep now. night night.

meh.

i washed down this morning's advil with a dose of tussin. there was nothing in the apartment to drink, so i figured i may as well kill two birds with one stone. let me tell you, i don't think it was a good idea. i don't think it'll help if i throw up both doses, no sirree.

this will be a quickie, because i have to go to work. i don't want to go, and i'm going two hours early, but i'm going anyhow.

christen took a job at another OD. larry asked him monday if he wanted the job and gave him 24 hours to give him an answer. i don't think he'll be happy there, but i think christen took it because he's afraid that larry won't offer it to him when the same job becomes available in his store. so starting next week he's going to have to drive more than twice as far for no more money and work with people he doesn't care nearly as much for. he's worked for that manager before, i from what i've seen from other people who've worked for him, no one respects him very much. but we just moved into this apartment which was perfect for being directly between both of our stores, and larry up and moves him. blah.

i'm very worn out. i think this accounts for why i got sick and why i'm not getting over it, but there's so much to do. i'm still trying to work on my sister's bedroom stuff, and that is not coming along as planned. it just takes to long to do any one thing that i'm not getting any of it done. i needed it done by friday. anybody want to help?

well, off to another grueling day of cheerfulness. maybe i'll take it out on the underlings.

still sick.

so i'm still sick. miserably so. i rested and we went to remington's for dinner, which i couldn't smell or even taste very much. i got a crock of potato soup and a sweet potato, which was definitely on steroids. the potato was around 3 lbs, i'd say. it was ridiculous. but i wasn't very hungry, so i ate the soup and a little of the sweet potato, and we went bowling. i won 2 of 3 games, but i wasn't very good. i had to sit most of the time so i wouldn't pass out or getting cold sweats. i got plenty of sleep last night, but i still woke up this morning worse for the wear -- i asked christen if i should call in and he said he wouldn't, so i tried to go to work. i did, i swear. i got dressed, and i drove there, but the simple act of driving the 15 minutes to get there made me feel like death. i walked in and went to heidi "i'm here and i'm early... please don't make me stay." so she let me go home, and jess said that everyone is sick -- marvin called in too, and holly is sick too but i don't know if she called in. i hope not; i hope she's well enough to work. i stopped at cvs on the way home and picked up a supersize bottle of tussin (not robitussin, just TUSSIN) and some cough drops and found my way home. christen was on the couch -- "no dice, huh?" and i just curled up beside him. so hopefully today i can medicate myself enough to go to work tomorrow.

in other news, though, i hate being home alone. it's so boring, and there's nothing good on tv. i could work on jamie's headboard, but that involves dragging it out in the living room and i don't know if i have that kind of strength. maybe later. i can't stand to sit up for more than a few minutes so i don't know if i can drag a piece of plywood around the house. we'll see.

i'm sure if i'm bored i'll put a new entry in here. for now i'll go take some more tussin and a nap.

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.