lazy.

i feel lazy. end of post.

!!!

i finally watched batman begins and it was freakin' amazing! i loved every moment of it. wendy has lumped me in the same category as star wars fans - only because i said that i didn't know if i could wait 2+ years for a sequel and that i wanted to drive the batmobile. i would like to point out that geeking out over batman is many, many, many steps above geeking out over star wars.

i also watched bewitched and it was way cute. i very much liked it.

pot roast

i discovered that qfc has this amazing pot roast sandwich. it's got thick slices of savory meat, topped with carmelized onions and horseradish sauce on ciabatta bread, with the option of tomato slices. seriously, if at lunch you're unsure of what to eat, find yourself a qfc and get this sandwich. it's good.

sinus infection

thursday evening, i was visited by some jerk sinus fairies. my eye doesn't twitch anymore...much. but, my snot is green. eww! and, yesterday i was driving on I-90 for an hour to west seattle and i did not have a single piece of kleenex in the car, except for the one i used in the morning. so for a whole hour, i used the same piece of kleenex. sooooooooo gross. che said that she would've started using her sleeve. i think that's yucky. can you imagine - crusty dried snot all over your sleeves? and now, my nose is all peeling from the abrasiveness of cheap tissue. it's crazy attractive.

stress indicator

the bottom of my right eye keeps pulsating and twitching. it has been doing this since last monday. i've tried to sleep more/get more rest, but it just keeps on twitching. i think my eye is telling me that i'm stressed. i should probably figure out what i'm stressed about and deal with it because this whole twitching thing, it's getting on my nerves.

miracle worker

three stores down from my work is andre's shoe service. i found out recently that andre is also the owner of andre's dry cleaners in snoqualmie. margarita, the tailor two stores from work, referred me to him when i brought my bridesmaid dress to her to see if she would know what to do about the oil paint stain. yesterday morning, i picked up my dress from andre and it was clean! no oil paint stains left, that i could see. and he had it pressed and he didn't even make me drive to snoqualmie to pick it up, he brought it to his shoe place. margarita and andre are awesome.

i see now that i also have to drop a few pounds. the corset around the rib cage is feeling just a little too snug. yesterday, i'm pretty sure that i saw some horizontal stretch lines along the vertical seams - so not good.

opposites

yesterday, a mom brought her son in to have an eye exam. she also brought his little brother and sister. the boy, who is about 8 years old, was very against having his eyes dilated; he is not a fan of eye drops. he flipped out and ran outside and threw a tantrum. we had to send chelsea outside to keep an eye on him because he refused to enter the office. the whole time that he was in the exam, before he freaked out, his little unibrowed brother was running around the office spitting on the carpet and yelling the word "ass" and threatening to pull down his pants, while also trying to get his little sister to put his dirty foot in her mouth. he was a total nightmare - a poster child for birth control/abstinence, according to everybody at the office.

so finally, the mom goes outside to bring the boy back in and he fights her every step of the way. he's screaming, crying, and kicking - like full-on violent reaction. the mom and doctor pinned him to the floor and were holding him down while putting the drops in his eyes. at first, it was only this family and office staff, but then somebody walked in and we had to explain what was going on, in case she was about to call child services. after he was done with the screaming, the mom looked up and said, "aren't children a joy?" i'm pretty sure she was trying to make a joke, except we were all thinking, "generally, children are a joy, but not your children...except for the little girl." when they finally left, ana felt a strong need to visit the liquor store across the parking lot. i think everybody had a headache. we all decided that this mom needs to call nanny 911 or supernanny.

this morning, a dad and his daughter stopped by to get his glasses fixed/adjusted. she was the cutest! 4 years old and totally outgoing/social. the dad was telling us that she's half puerto rican and half japanese and speaks a little japanese. he also told us that he's ready with the guns and ammo for when they start to hit their teens. hahaha...he said he plans on planting cactus and dangerous plants with thorns under all of the windows at their house. anyway, the little girl says, "you're pretty" and then, "excuse me, do you want to see what i can do?" it turned out to be a very good somersault. she wants to be a ballerina and president of the united states. i told her that was very ambitious. she also told me her favorite song is from ella. i was like, "ella fitzgerald?" and dad said, "no, ella enchanted." i'm like, "i love that movie." she said that she had the DVD and i was like, "me too!" then came the sudden realization that i have the same movie taste as a pre-schooler.

ok, so two totally opposite modes of behavior/personalities. is it the parents/parenting styles? is it internal or external forces or a combination of the two?

dumb dumb

i went to see the sisterhood of the traveling pants with siobhan today. before the movie, i made a quick trip to larry's market for some bulk candy. i wanted some chocolate covered raisins and the bin they were in was not one with a scoop. there was this funnel-like thing at the bottom, where the candy is supposed to exit. i stood there for two minutes too long figuring out how to get the candy out of the holder and into my plastic bag. somehow, i had failed to see the black plastic pull-down handle that would release the candy. i was standing there trying to pull/push the stationary plastic funnel. i was almost on the verge of asking for assistance, but luckily, the light bulb went "ding!" the larry's market people would've for sure looked at me like i was dumb. heck, i felt dumb and then was amused by my slowness.

later, we were at chris's apartment trying on our bridesmaid dresses and i had hung the dress on their wood/screen panel thing. what i failed to realize was that very close by, was chris's painting that was drying. so, oil paint got onto the plastic bag that was holding the dresses and i totally didn't notice. and so, when i took my dress out of the bag, some oil paint smeared on it. it was truly sad. now i'm hoping that the dry cleaners will be able to get it out, or at the very least, make it less notable.

i am a tool.

stamping madness

on saturday, a co-worker held a stamping party/get-together at her house. i really like to stamp and make cards, etc, but i have difficulty finding the motivation to do it regularly on my own. so anyway, i went a little crazy and bought too many new stamps. it will probably end up sitting and gathering dust along with all the other stamps and supplies that i purchased last year. a couple of years ago, i had the brilliant idea to make my own christmas cards because it would be fun and cheaper, or so i thought. not only did i fail to make the cards, i found out that the start-up is way expensive - all the paper, stamps, inks, paper punchers, embossing powders...the list goes on. since i have a renewed stamping fervor, i have decided that i will actually make my own christmas cards this year. you read it here - somebody will need to keep me accountable.

memorial day weekend

on saturday i went to tung and julie's wedding. congratulations tung and julie! i have no pictures because i kept forgetting to take out my camera. they had their reception in the boondocks of maple valley. i almost turned around, thinking that i had missed a crucial turn, but alas, i still had more to go before getting to the lodge. dinner was buffet style and the young people were the last to go. we got food a little after 9pm. it's ok because the food was still hot. afterwards, i drove home to portland. i think i fell asleep a couple of times. i probably should've pulled over and stopped...but i just wanted to get home. so dangerous. this is why i hate driving longer distances at night. i get sleepy.

portions of sunday and monday were spent helping wendy and josh print/cut/paste/stuff their wedding invitations. we were like sweatshop labor, with better working conditions. i like wendy's gocco machine. it's fun to silk screen print. sometime between invitations, we went to see madagascar. it was enjoyable and funny, but i wouldn't watch it again, and i wouldn't buy the DVD. contrary to popular belief, i do not buy every DVD that gets released. later, i went to hang out with mike and ken and got to see mike's condo by the waterfront and meet his outgoing roommate. a very nice place, blocks from the pillsner room/harborside.

on tuesday i cleaned up my room and unpacked the small amount of stuff i moved home. my plan is to move portions back home to portland every time i go back and visit, in the hopes that my big move at the end of august back home to portland for a few weeks and then to LA won't be so bad. later, i drove back to seattle. this time i was just not alert, no sleeping, but definitely zoning out. i had to buy myself a dairy queen blizzard. it helped. ice cream makes everything better.

and now, i am at home. i didn't go to work today. i feel like i'm sick...or something. but, i have no typical cold/flu symptoms. no sore throat, fever, runny nose, etc. but i'm extremely tired and my body just hurts, like i've just been working out. and yesterday, on my way to work, i was falling asleep! it was later that i realized that my drive to portland and back was plagued with a tiredness/sleepiness that was abnormal. and all day yesterday and i just had an odd sensation of not being quite right. bah. ana thinks it has to do with my bug bites. i got two big bites on friday night and they itched like crazy. so now i'm waiting for the nurse to call me back to tell me if it's fatal. what? melodramatic hypochondriac? yes, i am.