sabine: (Wash's Dinos)
I've been sitting in the command center today for more than an hour and have yet to do anything productive. We weren't really anticipating a bunch of issues, but if it stays this dead all day, I may lobby to go home early. It's really not worth it for the customer to be paying $175/hour for me to sit here and read LJ and Facebook.

Friday and Saturday were pretty awful. I didn't get nearly enough sleep between those two days and worked too much. I went to bed early Saturday night and got woken up 2 hours later by the fire alarm in the hotel going off. Thankfully, it wasn't a real fire. Accounts vary, but the general idea was that someone was cooking something in their mini-kitchen and filled up the floor below mine with smoke.

Yesterday was the very best day that I've had in a very long time. I got to sleep in, then grabbed some hotel breakfast. I read Bloodhound and drank several glasses of OJ while ignoring rambunctious children in the lobby. Downwood showed up just as the rain let up a little. I went back up to my room to grab a jacket and my purse and we headed out into the city.

We drove downtown, got a little turned around, and parked at Soldier Field. We walked over to the Field Museum in blustery wind, but not too many rain drops.

The Field Museum was SO COOL! We saw all sorts of birds, mummies, jade, rocks, Real!Pirate Treasure, super cool pictures, and DINOSAURS! BIG DINOSAURS, SMALL DINOSAURS, AND WEIRD DINOSAURS!!! Up until yesterday afternoon, Downwood hadn't known about my love of dinosaurs. I reverted to 10-year-old Sabine and had a total ball!

After 5 hours, my feet and ankles were about to fall off. We didn't get to see the hall of plants, the gems, most of the hall of animals, or a couple other exhibits. I want to go back sometime soon to see those things...and to see the dinosaurs again! We trudged our way back to the car and got caught in traffic heading back to the hotel.

We needed to put our feet up for a while before dinner, and Downwood unwisely let me have the remote. This resulted in short-attention-span TV watching for an hour or so. We went to Portillo's for dinner - both of us have been in withdrawl for this particular form of junk food since Downwood moved to Madison. Cake shakes FTW!

After dinner we flipped through my new dinosaur book, vegged out a little more, and had an early night since I needed to meet my implementers in the lobby at 6:45 to head to the command center.

Also, my cold seems to be improving! My ears don't hurt anymore, I'm still stuffed up and still coughing, but I don't feel like crawling into a steam room and dying anymore. This is SO much better than Friday night. I know that I need to keep getting rest the next couple days to totally shake this thing.

But, yes, yesterday was made of win and awesome! This is all thanks to my husband driving down to give me the best day that I've had in a long, long time. He is wonderful and amazing!
sabine: (Pirate Jen)
InThePuddle, Pastafarians celebrating Talk Like A Pirate Day Flying Spaghetti Monster style!
sabine: (Dance)
Today has been very annoying. I've gotten a ton of emails from customers, most of which seem like things they should have been easily able to figure out on their own. I keep looking at my q-tip* and telling myself that they're not doing it to aggravate me, it's just that they're helpless and lazy.

I went and got some brownie from the cafeteria, but it didn't really do a whole lot to sweeten my disposition. Lunch didn't really help, either.

I know myself and how unproductive I get when ticked off. Since I really need to get as much done this week as possible, I decided to break out the big guns.

I got out my mp3 player, queued up the belly dance playlist to a song with choreography, turned the headphones up loud, then ran through as much of the dance as possible in my office**. Now I've got a great drum solo speaking to me and asking for a choreography, please.

Sometimes, it's kind of fun to live in my head.




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* - Best advice from a seminar ever. Tape a q-tip to your phone or monitor. It will remind you to "Quit Taking It Personally". I don't remember anything else from that seminar, but this has stuck and has been really helpful since.

** - While I probably .could. do the full backbend without warming up, I know that's a really bad idea, so I'm going to avoid it.

kronch

Jan. 8th, 2007 01:54 pm
sabine: (Cute but psycho)
I went to visit my chiropractor this morning. I'd just like to say that I LOVE living in a semi-small town where I can walk in the door without an appointment and have my back adjusted 5 minutes later. I got scolded and told that I need a follow-up later in the week, but I'm okay with that if it means that I can move and/or relax without pain.

A couple weeks ago, I went to Amazon to get Night Watch on DVD (yay Russian vampire subtitles). While I was there, I amused myself with their recommendations. Some of them were out of left field, some were for things that I either already own or have on my I Want That list, and then I saw an interesting title: Sorcery and Cecelia or The Enchanted Chocolate Pot: Being the Correspondence of Two Young Ladies of Quality Regarding Various Magical Scandals in London and the Country. I've read several of Wrede's books before and since they were offering the first two books in the series at one low, low price and I needed another item to get the free shipping (I can rationalize with the best of them), I decided to give it a try.

I read the book yesterday. Holy cow. I took away two major observations from my first reading. One, [livejournal.com profile] miladygrey, [livejournal.com profile] omnia_mutantur, and [livejournal.com profile] exlibris11235 all need to read this book. Two, does anyone want to play the Letter Game with me?

Letter Game Explanation, cut for extremely minor book spoiler )

yarr!

Sep. 18th, 2006 08:40 pm
sabine: (My lady Disdain)
If you avoid the "feminine products" aisle at the store, DO NOT CLICK!!

Just in time for Talk Like a Pirate Day...

Thank you, Ursula

hee!

Sep. 14th, 2006 10:58 am
sabine: (Pirate Jen)
There is a Lego Jack Sparrow holding a Lego cutlass on my desk today. He came with a Lego palm tree, a Lego island, and a Lego treasure chest full of Lego coins.

Downwood found this for me yesterday. He rocks. Yay!
sabine: (Pirate Jen)
I have a problem. I have a Very Important Problem. You see, I get into Plano on July 10th. Alan Tudyk, however, is going to be at a convention there on the 8th. I need a brave volunteer to nab the man and keep him somewhere until I get there.

Any takers?

*drool*

May. 21st, 2006 10:05 pm
sabine: (Leggy!Me)
So Downwood's flipping channels this evening and comes across HBO's Elizabeth I. I start examining the clothing, drooling over the fabrics, and lusting after the time, skill, and materials to make such beautiful creations. I attempted to explain my fascination to Downwood.

Me: "Ooh! Look! Her sleeves are set in with cartridge pleating!"
Him: "That's...nice?"
Me: "And that's such a nice line on that doublet. I wonder if they quilted it first and who is that amazing piece of jailbait?"
Him: "Wait, what?"
Me: "Him! Who is the hot young man with dark curls needing to be tousled? And the puppy dog eyes! And the overwhelming RAWR!"
Both of us: IMDB

Why did no one tell me of the extreme hotness that is Hugh Dancy? RAWR! And he's even legal! Yay!
sabine: (DDR Gir)
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

I just got an IM and phone call from Downwood. When he was at home for lunch, he noticed that I got something in the mail. I asked what it was. He said, "Given the fact that it's flat. says 'do not bend' on it, and is from the UW registrar's office, I'm suspecting it's your diploma."

My. Diploma. OMG!!! FINALLY!!!!

I am now OFFICIALLY all graduated and FOREVER DONE WITH THE JERK WHO ONCE CALLED HIMSELF MY "ADVISER"!!!!

*more flailing*

*looks forward to celebratory margaritas in the near future*

*squees and flails some more*
sabine: (Mr Bond)
*cue triumphant theme music*

Today I can call myself a Data Ninja. Tomorrow shall surely bring forth trials and tribulations aplenty, but for tonight I shall rest comfortably upon the laurels of today...after covering it with something less poky and likely to leave leaves in uncomfortable places.

I was given several tasks to accomplish, most involving the extraction of data from the system. It was quiet. The room was dark. A single spotlight glared upon the server. Yes, violence was threatened and some motherboards were demolished as an object lesson. But I got what I wanted from it. And as I strode out of the interrogation chamber, heels clicking on the stone floor, I took my sunglasses out of my suit pocket and said, "I trust we won't have to be quite so...awkward next time. After all, we're acquainted now."

Yes, it happened exactly like that.

Tomorrow, if things go well and the universe once again bends to my whim, I may get a chance to be a Code Pirate and head off into the system to pillage and loot my little black heart out. But today? Today I am a Data Ninja. *insert evil laugh here*

*reprise theme* *fade to black*
sabine: (Pirate Jen)
I have come to the frightening conclusion that the pharmacists at my "new" drugstore are sampling the wares. Since I transferred my prescriptions to this branch, I've been finding that I have an extra dose of the mirtazapine every month.

Every. Single. Month.

At first Downwood claimed that it was because they'd accidentally given me 31 instead of 30 (what the Rx is written for) once and I kept putting that pill in the new bottle. I thought he maybe had a point, as I wasn't sure if I'd thrown away the extra dose or kept it. So last month I left the extra dose in its original bottle.

Last night, there were two doses of mirtazapine left and one of nortriptyline. "Hm," I thought, "isn't this the same as last month?" Sure enough, the remaining dose from February's fill was still sitting pristinely in its bottle. "Aha!" I exclaimed, "I have caught you red-gloved! I see your plot! You're trying to make me think I've forgotten doses so that I slowly overdose! Admit it!!!!"

Downwood was wonderful and called my refills in over his lunch break (I forgot until I was driving past them on my way to class in the frozen tundra). I just now counted the pills in each bottle. Nortriptyline: 30 doses. Mirtazapine: 31 doses!!!

I feel vindicated.

It's not paranoia if they really are out to get you.







In other news, I really, REALLY want this book. That is all.
sabine: (Heris Impersonator)
Dear Asshole in Dodge truck,

I'm not sure what good you thought tailgating me would do. Yes, I realize that my Buick does not have quite the same intimidation factor as your Big Honkin' Truck. This, however, does not give you the right to follow me so closely that, should I check my rearview mirror, I can't see any part of your vehicle below the grille.

Yes, I was going a bit over the speed limit when you caught up to me. Yes, I slowed down to exactly the speed limit once you started trying to get me to go faster.

Eagerly awaiting the news of your high-speed encounter with a telephone pole,
Sabine

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Dear Abs,

I concede the point that I haven't really been working out at all the last six weeks or so. I acknowledge my mistake and I'm taking steps to rectify the situation. That being said, there's no need to stage a revolt this early in the game. I only did a short workout on Wednesday so quit complaining. You'll be getting another dose of it tonight when I get home and tomorrow morning and the day after.

Quicherbichin' and tell the rest of the muscles in my torso to follow suit. I'm depending on you for this. You know as well as I do that this is necessary.

Shut up about it already,
The control room

-----

Dear Dumbass,

You shouldn't be going 30 mph in a crowded parking garage. You work for the Evil Empire, so I know you have a degree. Use a modicum of common sense and you won't get the string of profanities next time. Yes, I was glad that the polite driver in front of you got my fabulous parking spot when I left.

No love,
Me
sabine: (Jon Stewart: What?)
A while ago I saw a card at the bookstore. It had Waterhouse's Lady of Shallot on the front and the inside message read "Cheer up! Good things are right around the corner!". Tonight I took a bath with a Romance in a Stone bath bomb from Lush. The love poem inside had the fourth through seventh stanzas of Keats's La Belle Dame Sans Merci.

Am I the only one who finds these things deeply disturbing?
sabine: (Handbasket)
Yay! Tomorrow is the bestest day of the year! I can hardly wait. I just know that I'm going to go to bed tonight and not be able to sleep from the sheer excitement! Tomorrow is Half-Priced Chocolate Day!! *happy dance* Everywhere, there's chocolate for 50% off or more!

Happy Half-Priced Chocolate Day Eve!!



And, yes, that is in fact the only reason to be celebrating today.
\m/ -_- \m/
sabine: (Kestrel coffee)
"Sorry, puddle pooch, not going outside - time for me to go to work."

"Puddle pooch??"

"Yeah, Rain Dog. Puddle Pooch."

"Wow...that was...wow...heheheh"
sabine: (Pirate Jen)
Is it bad that I'm considering buying a 7th Sea book just so I can use the extremely cool pirate chick I'm painting?



Must stay good...have many other books to read and worlds to build first...stay...good...

damn...

Dec. 27th, 2005 08:41 pm
sabine: (Hamlet)
So, I'm putting together my BPAL order.

...

Anyone want a limb or liver? Slightly used? I need the extra cash to get just one or two dozen more Imps.

Yay!

Dec. 21st, 2005 09:11 pm
sabine: (Pirate Jen)
Downwood is in the basement playing with powertools. I'm upstairs trying to get past the Chinese-food-induced coma so that I can do some more painting tonight. I have one that I really want to get done by the next weekend, but I'm not sure if it'll happen.

One of my Hogswatch presents showed up today! Downwood got me a weally BIG swored.* It's a very shiny rapier. Needs sharpened, though. Mwahahaha!

Seriously, it's gorgeous. Overall, it's almost four feet long with a silver basket that has knotwork and other shinyness in it. I love it. Sooo preeety...

*ahem*

We met with Msgr Ken this evening to discuss wedding planning. Our names are in The Book. November 18, 2006, 3 pm. And they have no problem with my uncle performing the ceremony. And we have a Checklist of Things To Get Done. This is all wonderfully reassuring for me and my control freak tendencies.

We started dividing up the remaining planning, but quit when it sounded like work. Anything with graphic design is his, anything with food or plants is mine, and we'll share the rest.

The other important After Work Today Occurrence was the final emptying of my old apartment. Yes, I never have to return to the slightly scary neighborhood ever again! I'll be returning my keys with my January rent and give them my new address for whatever remains of my security deposit after they deduct for whatever bullshit charges they concoct. Many thanks go to the Prestons for the hauling away of the Heaviest Couch Ever.



I'm gonna go drink tea and eggnog and paint for a while before bed. Today was a good day. *grin*

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* - And if you don't get the reference, you need to go read Hogfather by Terry Pratchett. Now. Git.

yum

Dec. 20th, 2005 08:06 pm
sabine: (Pirate Jen)
The bottle of cookie dough liqueur is dead. Long live the bottle of wonderfulness.


mmmmm

*spaz*

Dec. 18th, 2005 10:50 am
sabine: (DDR Gir)
I've had most of a pot of coffee, each cup laced with much soynog. And sugar. And a large chunk of a raspberry coffeecake.

*poing*

We're going to clean and empty my old apartment today! I'm gonna bounce of some walls now! Yay!

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