when the stock market tries to bring you down, go crazy!

my work days are becoming more and more like the movie groundhog day, except instead of repeating every day, i'm repeating every two days. i'm not sure which one is worse. this also means that i'm at work six days a week. ugh. if i was hooked up to a water tank, i'd be a robot, (fyi, robots need a lot of water). but rather, my robotic state means more dancing by myself, pipette in hand, and less mind stimulating podcasts. i will have to figure out some healthy balance that does not include screwing up thousand dollar, three-day reactions.

on a side note, whats up with washington mutual continuing with their wahoo marketing? um, remember wamu, you crashed. jeez, check a newspaper already.

oh but my routine work life also means that i get regular doses of tv on the internet. my newest addiction, pushing daisies. i had been meaning to watch it as soon as i realized that lee pace is the star, but really felt the burn when i found out that the creator also made such wonderful shows as dead like me and wonderfalls. oh and its oh so good. it might be my girlyness, but when ned and chuck hug themselves because they can't actually hug each other (due to a very unfortunately deadly side effect) i just melt.

also, if you haven't already, check out megapuss. sam and i won tickets to their show at the independent last night and it was so super fun. it was great seeing devendra again and greg is way hot with the new haircut. sorry sam.

muni diaries

i love san francisco for very many reasons, one of which is that i can enjoy the folsom street fair without actually going. i was on the n judah heading to work on a sunday (insert sad face) when i saw a pair of chaps in assless chaps, with some square marina girl smiling in between them. sigh, only here.

i have a feeling there'll be some damn fine pictures here soon....

gotta run, its true blood time. oh and i think jake is right, sam's definitely a werewolf (he barks in his sleep).

holla

thank you chris rock for stating the obvious. i knew i could count on you. hearts.

angry face

its a sad day for san franciscans... the betrayal. please, my pride and joy, my home, we need change. please, seek the truth.

counting down...

alright so i realize its only september (almost october), but i'm so excited for december! holiday parties and nutcracker tickets! thanks darling.

maurice, you don't scare me at all!

so the large hadron collider is out of commission for a couple months, general maintenance is pretty difficult at near absolute zero. to be honest i've been so lost in my new extended cable i might as well have been swallowed up. its nice to know i have a couple more months in this dimension though. i wonder how near, near is from absolute zero?

i listened to a great podcast about maurice sendak this week. it mentioned a birthday celebration at a new york y, and i was almost going to dedicate this blog to him, until wiki told me that his birthday is in june?!? terry? what's up with the misinformation? anyways i really wish that i could have seen brundibar. and birthday or not, good old maurice deserves a shout out. did i mention i have what i like to believe are first edition where the wild things are stuffed animals? so sweet. i couldn't find when they were first made and i was definitely not around at first pressing, but i like to think they're worth something and not just to me.

i never really thought of myself as much of a follower, but i am all caught up in the renewed vampire craze. i shouldn't really be surprised, i was hooked on vintage vampire a la rice... of recent though, its been octavia butler's fledgling, my dear twilight saga, and my new media true blood. plus as corny as it is, i love it when romance on screen transfers off screen. its okay, i admit i'm girly.

aloha!

fret not dear blog readers! i have yet to be swallowed up by a black hole, although i was feeling fairly interdimensional there for a few days, time loops and all. lets hope it stays that way.

i've had a couple beers and have forgotten, only temporarily i hope, my blogworthy material. it'll come back to me, unless...

the end?

my home internet is on the outs in an attempt to upgrade thats left me with below passing.

first excuse, done.
secondly i feel rushed to blog in the off chance that the universe ceases to exist today, or within the next segment of time if cern does something to the space-time-continuum. i'm keeping my fingers crossed for success versus extinction, although a parallel universe could be quite interesting if we were privy to it.

i don't really think that i'm getting old but my junk mail seems to suggest otherwise. apparently i've gotten on some cremation mass mailing list, which i didn't even think existed. i've begun receiving prepaid cremation offers and even the chance to win a free prepaid cremation. weird. its definitely the oddest thing i've ever gotten in the mail.

some words of wisdom. if you are buying a bedframe from ikea make sure you buy the midbeam separately. it is quite frustrating when your bed is contructed yet useless in function.

i've also been wondering what the criteria is for joining a-space, is it an invite only thing like gmail? i'm hoping my lack of federal affiliation won't count against me.

phew. i'm glad i finally got all that out. if cern fails and my blogging ceases too, at least you were forwarned.