Under the Arch

2009-11-30T11:01:00.002-06:00

I just wanted to drop a little line for anyone still checking this blog...to let you know that I am officially checking out. I feel like this blog is over for me, mostly because too many people I know IRL are aware of it, but also because I am leaving St. Louis.

The boyfriend and I are moving to Chicago. He was offered an awesome job, so we are starting our life together there...the place I said I would never move because it was far too cold. ;)

Goodbye, everyone...it was nice knowing you.

My cat is an escape artist

2009-09-02T00:33:00.001-05:00

I had a bad feeling in the middle of the afternoon, but shook it off as pms induced paranoia. When I returned home, however, there were no meows at the door that demanded attention, and no curious creature came when I called. Hello, panic.

My cat is an escape artist. She regularly demands the freedom of my balcony for the stalking of birdies and lording her magnificence over the neighbors. Though I usually keep the screen door to the balcony securely latched, I must have , in my hurry to get out the door that day, forgotten to check it, and my curious and quite fearless kitty pushed it open so that she could sun herself.

As clever as she thinks she is, returning to the safety of the apartment is not something she has mastered. (There is nothing funnier than a quiet “mew” and a lone feline leg streeeetching through the crack left by a partially open door that won’t quite open wide enough for said cat’s head.) So, I can imagine the hours stretched on as I refused to return to open the stubborn door that came between her and her food bowl, and the mounting frustration as no one came to her rescue. What I’m NOT sure of, is how she managed to get down from a second story balcony with nothing more to show for it than a scratch on her nose.

After a fruitless search of the immediate neighborhood, and questioning of two neighbors too drunk to remember the conversation later, my housemate spotted her crouched in some brush in the backyard, which I had to crawl into and drag her back out. An hour later, we were still ignoring each other, both steamed at the worry we had caused each other.

Damn cat.

doings

2009-08-20T01:40:00.001-05:00

I’ve been on a creative kick lately…drawing, painting, knitting, cooking, you name it, I’m obsessed. I have a story in my head that I think could actually go somewhere but I’m very much out of the narrative habit and then I had this sudden urge to paint a seascape and yet while looking through google image search for inspiration, all I could find seemed very cheap hotel to me. I love the ocean, but representing it in an artistic way seems difficult…at least in my mind. So, I’m itching to create something, to DO, and yet I keep stalling in some way.. it’s like writer’s block for every other pursuit I have. I know, I know, I’m getting in my own way, just as I did on this blog, thinking about it too much. MUST STOP THINKING AND JUST DO Easier said than done. (welcome to my brain by the way, stream of consciousness blogging at it’s finest) I’ve always wanted to write a romance novel and I have this idea that could actually fill the required plot- line(two people meet, they like each other, conflict, maybe a surprising element or protagonist, and then happily ever after) Tada! Fairy tales for grown up women. Maybe maybe maybe…makes me nervous, not sure why. ;)

Why I love the Soulard neighborhood so much

2009-08-01T22:00:00.001-05:00

I can’t decide which one I like better, color or black and white. Hmmm…

Sunday Night Dinner (The one in which I steal a baby)

2009-07-21T15:57:00.001-05:00

What can I say? I fell in love with that face…

Breaking in my Six Flags pass

2009-07-06T23:53:00.001-05:00

Wordless Wednesday (Zoo edition)

2009-07-01T12:15:00.002-05:00

trying to get back in the writing habit

2009-05-28T22:57:00.001-05:00

Since you heard from me last, I’ve moved in to the new apartment, bought a new computer…now if I could just find my lightroom software. ;)

This is what I’ve been doing mostly, experimenting with my camera…this lovely lady popped up in my backyard. I love extreme close-ups. ;)

This is Will, my best friend/housemate. He would KILL me if he knew I posted this, so it of course gives me great pleasure to know that he doesn’t read my blog.

This little guy flirted shamelessly with me for most of a baseball game I went to with my friend, Johnna.

I don’t know what this is, a plant of some sort that caught my eye at the zoo.

The fence around Missouri Botanical Gardens… which reminds me.

List of all the places around St. Louis that I HAVE to visit this summer

Botanical Gardens
City Museum
Meramec Caverns
some sort of floating, canoeing campground
Sculpture park that I can’t remember the name of
Six Flags
Art Museum
History Museum

I'm still around

2009-04-24T02:17:00.001-05:00

Hi! I've been busy but I'm getting closer to normal and quiet. (yay!) I'm officially moving this weekend, so I'm pretty much covered in paint in my free time. I took a couple of photos the other night of my progress and am sharing with you now. (Don't you feel special?)

As you can see, I kind of have a thing for color. ;)

This one is from the opposite direction so you can see the far wall. No, it's not black, that is chalkboard paint, which I am unbelievably excited about. By the time I'm done, the walls through the apartment with be blue, pink, yellow, and green. ;) More coming soon!

2009-03-29T18:16:00.001-05:00

First, I would like to say if you've sent me an email or other such internet based message and I haven't responded, I apologize. I can't remember the last time I checked my email and I haven't been on twitter in weeks. I've hit a point where my real life is more interesting than my internet one, and I've spent all my spare time playing with friends and enjoying the sunshine when it graces me with its presence.

Because of this, I won't be going to BlogHer this year, even though it's only a few hours away. I will probably go to Chicago this summer (IKEA is calling my name) and my friend Will and I are tentatively planning a road trip to California at some point, where he has promised to teach me how to surf.

I had jury duty last week, but I'm all talked out about it, so I won't say anything more than it sucks ass, and if I ever get it again, it better be a civil case this time. (Oh, and if you were as dismayed as I was to find out that knitting needles aren't allowed, I found that no one says anything if they're plastic.)

I had to finally get mean with the jealous ex-boyfriend. A couple of days ago, he essentially said that he thought something would happen between us further down the line. I as bluntly as possible told him that wasn't going to happen. He didn't take it well and spouted the bullshit that guys say when their pride is wounded. I'm beginning to realize that this is a typical reaction and after I stopped laughing, I was just relieved that it was over and I don't have to placate him anymore. (Lies said to hurt or undermine someone's confidence piss me off like you wouldn't believe.) I decided to be the better person and not tell him what I really think. ;)

I also forgot to tell you that I'm moving, which is something else that has kept me busy. My friend Will lives on the next street over and his building is cheaper than mine, so he talked me into moving into the apartment above him. No more ghetto neighbors with a crying baby below me using my washing machine! It's actually a slightly bigger apartment with a different set-up, which will work well with my furniture. We already have big plans to build raised garden beds in the backyard for flowers and veggies. I spent most of the day today sorting and packing, I should be in the new digs by the end of April.

You probably noticed that I haven't posted any photos for a long time. It's not that I don't have photos to share, it's just that my computer won't let me show them. Trying to work with photos, even uploading them slows my laptop down so much I can't do anything. So, I'm computer shopping with my tax refund and I'm hoping to remedy that soon. ;)

Awesome, now I don't have to do it

2009-03-14T16:12:00.001-05:00

I am a puzzle solver. I want to know the answers and I can wait, but I prefer right now, please. I keep word finds in my purse and in various places in my apartment for those times when a quiet moment would bring your mind around to the things that you'd rather not think about right now, thanks. (By the way, is anyone else bothered by finding words in a word find that aren't on the list? Do they do that on purpose just to make my head explode? No one else finds this bothersome? Really?)

I am the go-to girl for advice at work with everything from how to tell if a boy likes you (remember, I work in retail, half of these girls are practically babies) to what to do if you are making out with a guy and he starts masturbating in front of you. (I swear, this was a real concern. I told her my first thought would be awesome, now I don't have to do it.) Half of the time, I wonder why anyone would possibly want me to tell them what to do and the other half I figure it's my lot in life and maybe I should just surrender and do it for a living. (Anyone want to pay me to give them advice? MY life is sort of a mess, but I can fix yours. lol) I am never happier than with a problem to solve, preferably someone ELSE'S problem.

Meanwhile, there's this guy that sort of popped back into my life, and I have no idea what to do with him. I don't know why, but he sort of intimidates me, which makes me the quiet standoffish version of myself. I can't even explain to you how annoying I find that. I can't seem to stop myself, though. I'm mysterious girl around him, and I'm beginning to think that he reacts by being equally mysterious. Which, of course, is even more annoying. lol Oy, here's hoping that I can figure him out soon and stop turning the problem of him around and around in my head. I'm a puzzle solver, you know I can't stand it to have a problem I can't solve. ;)

Random Happenings (with bullets)

2009-03-07T00:18:00.000-06:00

I went to Novaks again last night. I tried to explain to Will about how a lesbian bar and say a bar on the landing are a completely difference experience for a girl and so next week we are going to attempt a little social experiment to prove my point.;)

The weather has been amazing the last few days and I'm sorry to see it go again, I can't wait for spring to truly get here.

I'm finding myself more and more annoyed by the ex-boyfriend, though I'm trying really hard to bite my tongue so I don't ruin him even more for the next girl. I'm afraid that anything I say at this point would just be mean rather than helpful.

I'm being promoted at work, but I'm not supposed to know and have to act surprised when it happens. ;) The new position is full time, more creative and should give me most weekends off. Keeping my fingers crossed that everything goes according to plan.

I went to a craft fair today and bought a pair of earrings from a glass artist. She was explaining to me the process and I think I can make them myself, so I'll have to dig my supplies out of the basement soon and give it a try.

Though something else is going on, I've written and deleted several sentences to say that I have no idea what that something is or if it is a something at all and rather than be upset, I'm mostly amused and curious to see what happens next. How's that for cryptic?

A wrap up of the weekend and a jumble of other things that don't make sense

2009-03-03T23:48:00.000-06:00

In the same night we found a doctorate of bats, Will and I also met a man we called "mysterious man" who was flitting about the bar, wearing a fabulous hat. We did eventually pin him down to ask about the hat and talked for a while about hats and Frank Sinatra. He invited us to another bar this week for karaoke. I love making new friends.

Some of the night is rather fuzzy, but I remember taking off my shoes several times, and I think I may have asked Will to hold them for me, poor man. On or off, they got many compliments. Here they are, on one of my favorite sites for shoes.

I met a volleyball player from New Jersey, with the accent and all. He was also an excellent dancer. He insisted that I MUST see New York, which then , of course turned into me giggling over Will and I living in New York ala "Will and Grace". This is the ridiculous stuff that pops into my head, people.

Anyway, a great time was had by all and I'm looking forward to many more nights dancing my ass off there.

Other things I've been up to...knitting. I'm in the middle of 3 projects, cuz it's next to impossible for me to just work on one at a time....a sleeveless shell, a hat, and arm warmers.

I watched last week's LOST on saturday (I know, I know, I was busy) and HELLO this season is screwed up! Ben kills Locke and makes it look like a suicide?! And then Locke comes back to life?! Then the other plane crashes on the island?! WHA?! Can't wait to see what happens next....

Friends, shoes, doctors, and dancing, oh my!

2009-03-02T01:46:00.001-06:00

So, it's been an interesting week. I was contacted by an old friend out of the blue early last week. (friend? man that I briefly dated? friend? not really sure on that one) He was the first match.com date that I, you know, dated, so I was hardly surprised that he just wanted to be friends after 3 weeks. What a difference a few months make, I had no idea what I was doing and I'm sure I confused the crap out of the poor guy, I was impossible to read. He wants to hang out again, which is nice, since he lives within walking distance. The timing is fortunate, spending time with him wouldn't have been possible even a week ago due to the ex-boyfriend's jealousy issues.

I was up for something Wednesday night, but he was studying for his boards, so I called my friend Johnna to see if she wanted to go to the bar. She did, of course, and we drowned our mutual annoyance with the men in our lives in cherry bombs, tequila sunrises, and laughter. I woke up the next morning feeling more positive about the state of the world, but not the state of my head. So, Thursday was hangover day, and other than a trip outside to have lunch at a little place called Biggies which oh my god, has an excellent burger, I spent most of the day in bed.

Friday, I was sure that I was going to stay home...but then my new friend Will called to ask me if I wanted to go dancing. And I have a weakness for dancing. We went to Novaks, which is one of the bars on Manchester in south city and danced our little hearts out.

Will and I have this running joke about doctors and how the only way I'll ever be able to afford these Chanel shoes we both covet will be by sleeping with a rich man who will buy me presents. Now, this is a JOKE, mind you, I would never sleep with someone in order to coerce expensive shoes from them. That would, of course, be wrong. Ahem.

Aaaanyway, we were trying to pick out a doctor in the crowd, and one guy in particular was eying me and attempting to work up the courage to come over and talk to me when Will got in his head that this guy must be a doctor. I said there was no possible way that a doctor would come to a bar trolling for women dressed like that. We bet a shot on it and I...went to the dance floor, but I can't remember why at the moment. The tequila insisted that I shake my ass, I guess. Will found me a couple of minutes later triumphant.

"He's a doctor! I TOLD you!"

"What the hell is he a doctor of, exactly?"

"Bats!"

"That doesn't count! Has to be a MEDICAL doctor! No shot for you!"

Poor guy, he must have been so confused.

I'm going to leave you with this much of my weekend cuz I'm going to bed now, but there's more to come....

Now That I Have You Intrigued

2009-02-24T23:51:00.001-06:00

Here's how it all happened....

First, came the jury duty summons in the mail. That's. just. fabulous. I've never had jury duty before and all I could think about was the weird fruit guy from the episode of Sex and the City when Carrie had jury duty and sat in the courthouse all day waiting for something to happen. So the good news is I would get some knitting done, right? Except on the list of prohibited items next to guns, knives, and chemical weapons is...you know, knitting needles. I'm sorry, what?! The FAA allows knitting needles onto airplanes, but I can't knit at the courthouse, makes perfect sense.

I made a new friend at work. He loves fashion and knows way more about it than I do. We crack each other up and make Mean Girl comments about customers together. His dream car is a Jeep Wrangler. When I found this out I insisted we must have been separated at birth. He's the perfect guy friend, fun, sarcastic and gay. Oh, and he lives less than a block away and has a doctor friend that he thinks I might like. ;) We have plans to drink wine and paint my apartment now that I've finally decided on colors.

Okay, the left boob thing....I started taking birth control since I had a real live boyfriend again. It had been a year since I was taking the bc and it sort of screws with my system the first month. PMS has been FUN!! In a surge of hormones, my boob swelled, which ok isn't that unusual but the fact that only ONE of them did, is. Oy.

The hours available at work have been sort of ridiculous, so I told my manager that I would need a full time position at the new store or at my current one, or I'm going on a job hunt. Since I'm awesome, she agreed that I deserve the opportunity, and she's going to talk to the district manager. Go me for being proactive!

I know, I know enough about all this trivial shit, what about the boyfriend?! Well, poor boyfriend, it was a case of nice guy that you really wanted to see a future with, but just didn't. Frankly, he was too nice for me. I'm a nice person, and an excellent friend, but as you may have noticed here, I'm also sarcastic and I have a bit of a temper. Plus, he had been kind of recently divorced from a woman who cheated. I think he TRIED not to be a jealous guy, but he just couldn't help it and I don't have the sort of patience to constantly reassure someone going through that. So, to make a long story short, it had to end and I had to end it. Have I told you how much I hate confrontation? Let's just say a lot. That wasn't fun. I am now on hiatus. I'm going to go out with friends, dance, sing, paint my apartment, and celebrate my birthday, then I'll think about men again. That is the plan.

So, what have you been up to?

2009-02-22T00:22:00.003-06:00

I have lots of things to share, including but not limited to:

making a new friend

my crazy left boob

my decision to get a new job

being summoned for jury duty

oh

and breaking up with my boyfriend.

It's been an interesting week. ;)

Live Blog LOST:316

2009-02-18T20:00:00.018-06:00

Starting a bit late....
Jack wakes up on his back in the jungle, mirroring the 1st episode

after a few moments, he and we can hear Hurley shouting for help

Jack runs thru the jungle to a waterfall and finds Hurley treading water in a pool, holding some sort of case

Jack jumps in and helps Hurley only to see Kate on the side of the pool, unconscious

oh, she's fine

not sure whether to relieved or annoyed...wait...did I say that out loud?

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46 hours earlier

where we left off last week with faraday's creepy mummy

she leads them into a basement, with a door and more ancient computers like the islands

the Lampost station allowed them to find the island

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a map on the floor with a creepy giant pendulum

the island is apparently ALWAYS moving, which is why it is so hard to find and so hard to leave

they basically locate a window in time and space, where the island is SUPPOSED to be

she finds them a plane flying directly over the window, the space where the island will be at that time

my head hurts ;)

creepy lady has further plans for Jack...oh lovely
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ooooh, she has a letter!

Locke's suicide note?!

that makes no sense! Give something to Locke that belonged to Jack's father? I don't get it.

Leap of faith my ass
more like being beaten by the expectations of faith
freaking weird

oh gag me and save me from Ben's ridiculous lectures that serve no one but him

so Jack has a decision to make....but he gets a phone call

about someone in a nursing home......who? Am i supposed to ...oh, his grandad?

have we seen him before?

Grandad is an escape artist and he has a packed suitcase with Jack's father's shoes in the bottom of it...duh duh DUH!

Jack takes the shoes and goes home to...pour a drink, nothing like being predictable Jack.

Someone is already there, in his bed.

It's kate and she looks like shit

Where's Aaron?

Kate doesn't want to talk about Aaron, but she's going with him.....but first she wants to get it on

wha?
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Ahhh, it's like retarded domestic bliss! Awk-WARD!!

Kate is making no sense right now

ooooh, someone beat the crap out of Ben, LOVING that!

Crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap laptop decided to die on me!!!

I'm back but I missed a bunch
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Ok, someone explain to me why Jack is the only one who isn't sqirrelly??

And, yes, I'm a little weirded out by the disappearance of Aaron and the way Kate is acting. I just can't see her leaving him, and she looks like someone close to her died, yet Jack keeps smiling at her like he doesn't notice.

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So, this is where we are, the only people missing from the helicopter are Aaron and Desmond, but we've added Locke, Jack's Dad's shoes, and Ben.

Jack gets his letter back and he's resisting the urge to read it

Ben is such an asshole

We're waiting Jack, get on with it.

Oh, for fuck's sake! "I wish you had believed me."?!!? Are you serious?!

Here we go, the turbulance starts and the island takes them back

I love when the episodes fold back on themselves

ok, that's 3, where is everyone else?

Um, ok. Wha?

Oh, yay, it's Jin!!

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Next week, we find out what happened to Locke.

Can't wait!

An Old Nickname

2009-02-09T21:21:00.001-06:00

Years and years ago, I was going through a break-up while working at a pizza place. I didn't want to be at home, so I spent most of my waking hours at work. A couple of my co-workers were joking around one day, making up a song about my name, something along the lines of "Bri oh Bri, as tall as a tree" that sort of thing. The BriohBri part sort of stuck, and there are people who still know me that way. Except for the guy I dated at the time who misheard what they called me and still refers to me as "ovaries".

Naked Mondays # 34: Bring on the Crazy Ex's

2009-02-09T01:08:00.002-06:00

Whether it's your crazy ex-boyfriend, his crazy ex-girlfriend, or the toxic ex-friend who just won't leave you alone, I think it's safe to say that we all have people in our lives we would like to forget, or at least we wish they would forget US.

For instance, I once dated a guy, we were introduced by a mutual friend. He was a social butterfly and I was tired of staying at home all the time. He was exactly what I needed then, but being the life of the party got old after a while and, well, there was this, so I broke it off as kindly as I knew how. He pretended to take it well and then called me twice a week, leaving messages on my machine, wanting me to give him another chance. He continued this for 3 months. Just so you know, this is NOT the way to endear yourself to a girl. He recently sent me an email through match.com asking me how I was doing. Needless to say, I didn't respond.

I'm now having a problem with a more recent ex. We've been broken up for 2 years now, but he had a bad habit of popping back into my life when.....who knows really. He was lonely? His girlfriend was being annoying? It never amounted to anything, for the things that broke us up in the first place didn't exactly fix themselves and he had a charming way of digging himself in an even deeper hole(exhibit A) I finally realized that in order to remove him from my life, I would have to tell him not to contact me again. So I did. In fact, I asked him not to read my blog or myspace page anymore, either. He agreed, vehemently.

I thought it was over. And it was, for me. And then, an IP address started popping up regularly in my stat counter. You see, I get readers from all over the world, but rarely do I get readers from the metro east. So, when one number shows up regularly, I'm bound to get a little curious. The IP popped up more and more often and I got really nosy. Imagine my surprise when I realized where it originated. Denny's, my ex's favorite hangout. Sadly, I could clearly picture it. Sitting in a booth, drinking coffee and looking at my Naked Monday posts when his girlfriend had already gone home for the night. It's what he did for months at a time while we were broken up, though using the wifi at Denny's is new.

I lost my temper at first. The idea that he was still hanging on to this little piece of me after all the mean and awful things he said was a bit more than I could take. I've calmed down a bit and this is my solution. After all, if you can't call out an ex-boyfriend for thinking he's outsmarted you, what else is a blog good for?

Now, on to a funnier story. Well, funny for me anyway. My friend, we'll call her Sarah, since that's her name, has a habit of dating guys with crazy exs. One such time, she stayed over at her new guy's house and the next morning, while they were still sleeping, his ex-fiance burst into the house, mother in tow, screaming and cursing, calling Sarah any number of foul names, all while a lit cigarette dangled dangerously from her lip. If that wasn't enough of a picture for you, the ex-fiance then ripped the comforter off the bed where Sarah and her guy were still lying in shock and embarrassment. I'm pretty sure she is still traumatized to this day, wouldn't you be?

So, I have an assignment for you....tell me your most embarrassing crazy ex story, leave it in the comments, or link to your own blog post. Mine are kind of pathetic and my friend needs to read about something worse than her experience. Help me out?

Grace in Small Things 1

2009-01-30T01:26:00.001-06:00

I'm not really sure how this works, so I'm going to go with things that make me happy today. Trying to stay positive. Staying positive while WINTER IS TAKING OVER is important. I hate winter and so I'm trying to find grace in small things is what I'm saying. This wasn't my idea. I'm a joiner. It was Schumtzie's idea. She even started a social network here. Join if you'd like and we can all practice being more positive finding grace in the small things.

1. Winter doesn't last forever.

2. This is the first winter in years that I haven't felt the need to be medicated. (yet. keeping my fingers crossed.)

3. My AT&T UVerse and DVR

4. Forgotten tax return money that will arrive just in time to buy me a new computer to replace my 5 yr old laptop which is about one blue screen of death away from a meltdown.

5. Having a boy in my life that I feel comfortable enough with to show him my apartment

6. spiced tea

7. an unlimited number of recipes to try and the confidence to try them

8. grocery shopping from my couch

9. steak and roasted potatoes with Country Bob's sauce for dinner

10. Trivia nights with the boyfriend and MP

11. Impressing people with my cupcake baking skillz

12. laughing so hard at work that I fall down

13. a boyfriend that finds it charming that I fall down a lot

14. filling a wall with my photography

LOST live blog "Jughead"

2009-01-28T19:40:00.012-06:00

7:59 Ok, here we go, here begins my first attempt at a live blog.
I'm sure it will suck ;)
recap, recap, recap

erm, where the hell is this?
why hellllooo des! ;)
Penny's having a baby? All this flashing about is confusing.
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I'm really craving cookies right now, which has nothing to do with LOST and everything to do with me being hormonal.

Ah, back on the island.

Red is in trouble. (can't remember her name)

they are trying to meet up with everyone who survived at the creek

The dharma project, I presume? Holy hell, how do they know daniel?

MUST TYPE FASTER

LOST theme....and commercial
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Des and Penny again...they're arguing about him going back to Oxford

Hmm, so who planted the land mines, if the dharma people didn't?

Wait, they're other?! New others, or old others? I truly suck at this. ;)

Miles walked across a grave with US soldiers in it on the way to the others camp and I'm still trying to figure out WHEN it is. Dude, what the hell is Daniel up to? Richard just asked him if he would like his bomb back....I'm thinking no.
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Aaaand des again at oxford, wearing a man scarf. I LIKE. There's no record of Faraday, but then who knows WHEN he was there really.

Oatmeal creme pies are AWESOME

Oxford would like to pretend that Faraday was never there. WHAT GIRL?!

Back to the Others camp
holy crap, who would leave a hydrogen bomb on the island?

Juliet tried to reason with the others they had captured but the 2nd other broke his neck to stop him from talking to her. That's just not right.

Locke needs to get a grip. (sigh)

Also, awww Daniel declared his love for Red. (Damnit! why can't I remember her name!?)
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Des is walking down a street, trying to find an address....looking for Teresa Spencer...who is in a veg state. Widmore is paying for her upkeep. That's fucking creepy.

Daniel, Miles, and Red discuss the bomb and Red tries to let Daniel off the hook for what he said. He assures her he meant it. Richard explains the situation. Cocky little creep, isn't he? Not Richard, the other that killed his comrade. Locke wants to have a chat with Richard and Sawyer thinks he's crazy. Which he is. Duh. I love Sawyer, seriously.

Daniel is in WAY over his head.

Fuck. That is a big bomb. WHEN ARE THEY!!???
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I can't believe people are reading this in real time.

I may be showing my ignorance, but are hydrogen bombs supposed to be that big?

It's leaking

scary OK, I get it now

They were 50 years ago. That big, I mean. That feels like some sort of opening to a joke.

Des busts in on Widmore. Looking for answers, Des? Somehow I don't think he'll be very cooperative. Daniel's mum is in LA. Widmore wants to know if Penny is ok, which would be sweet, but probably isn't.

Crap, what did he just say? I missed it.
I love DVRs. Best invention EVAH.
Ok, Widmore told him to go back to whereever he'd been hiding. Not bad assvice, really, but I doubt he'll listen.

Locke walks into the Other camp and introduces himself to Richard, tells him that Jacob sent him.
OMFG the cocky little shit is WIDMORE!!!!
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That is AWESOME!! And I have NO IDEA what that means but I DID NOT see that coming! Did you?!

Penny and Des, together again. Now he just has to explain what he found out. Oooh he's lying!!
She knows, that's awesome. He admits that Daniel's mum is in LA. He just wants to forget the whole thing. (Awww, Charlie!? Tears and sniffles here.)

They're all going to LA to find Mum.

Richard and Locke are having a heart to heart. He doesn't get the info he needs, though before the island flashes again. Oh CHARLOTTE!! Why is that so hard to remember?

Oh damn that is not good.

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So what did you think? Do I suck at this or what? ;)

Things That SHOULDN'T be Overheard at Work

2009-01-26T13:35:00.002-06:00

Erica, please stop humping the ladder, you're freaking me out!

You realize, of course, from now on you'll be known as the rug doctor.

Seriously, Erica, stop humping things!

Are you drunk?

We can't take her to the club, look at her!! A couple of drinks, she'll be taking her clothes off.

That's no big deal, hell, if I get drunk enough I do too. I'm all "Look at my penis!!"

I'm all right, I'm just over here plotting the easiest way to kill myself, no biggie.

My Interviewees ;) (or, better late than never)

2009-01-21T23:02:00.003-06:00

Why, yes, I did eventually get around to putting together interview questions for my lucky, lucky volunteers. (I had a bit of a typo there and typed licky on the second one. Freudian slip? You decide! lol) Questions have been emailed, watch for answers soon!

Nathan's questions
1. If you found yourself, entirely by accident, on a nudist beach, would you go native?

2. Would you rather see only in black & white or only see the colors green & orange?

3. What is your biggest guilty pleasure?

4. This is a multiple choice question. You must choose one of the provided answers. Like it. Or not.
When you're driving down the highway and someone catches you catching them picking their nose, what do you do?
A.) Point and laugh.
B.) Pick your nose too so they don't feel so awkward.
C.) Start honking to get other drivers' attention so they can watch the nose picking display themselves.

5. What is your best memory?

KBO's questions
1. What’s the dumbest purchase you’ve ever made?

2. Where is your favorite travel destination?

3. What is your strangest habit?

4. Describe the most disgusting thing you've ever eaten.

5. If you had to choose between being covered with ants from head to toe or being stuck in an elevator for three hours, which would you choose?

Heather's questions
1. As a teenager, what was your ultimate fantasy?

2. If human life on earth were about to end and you had to choose two people to re-populate the earth for a fresh start at humanity, who would you choose? (Or if you would like to be the female in this equation, who would be the male?)

3. Which type of natural disaster are you most afraid of?

4. How much money would it take for you go to a crowded restaurant at lunchtime, stand on a table and take off all of your clothes?

5. If you could go to the mall and buy a new person to replace someone that is already in your life, who would you replace?

mommymae's questions:

1. Would you rather walk naked through the grocery store or lick all the meat at the butcher counter?

2. What is the stupidest thing you've ever done?

3. What are the contents of your purse at this moment?

4. What is the naughtiest thing you've ever done?

5. What is your favorite restaurant and why?

Most (ok, all) questions were compiled (ok, stolen) from others who were gracious enough to submit questions. You can find the whole list for ideas (or stealing) here.

Isolation

2009-01-21T21:45:00.001-06:00

The only time I would consider where my parents live as quiet is when the fog rolls in and insulates the house from the rest of the world . Even the birds seem confused by the suddenly smaller world they are inhabiting and take a break from carrying on.

The air seems heavier and a walk through the yard will cover you in a light mist, eyelashes blinking against the wet. For once, this house in the middle of no where seems truly isolated and lonely. Hushed and waiting.

The quiet doesn't last, though. The sun will come out of hiding and burn off the fog. The birds will wake up from their naps and once again dive bomb each other in competition for the feeders making more racket than anything that small has a right to.

Nothing lasts forever. Life gets in the way. The sun comes out and the real world intrudes on my weather induced peace and quiet.

Want to be interviewed?

2009-01-15T18:30:00.002-06:00

Jason from The Jason Show asked last week if anyone would like to be interviewed and started a 5 question chain of silliness! Follow the directions below to join in!

1. What do you like the most and the least about living in St. Louis?

My favorite thing about living in this city is the freedom I feel to express myself. I can wear just about anything and no one blinks an eye. Coming from a small town in the bible belt, I appreciate this!

The worst thing about living here, in this region really, is the weather. We get both extreme cold and heat and the weather changes on a dime, in the 50's one day, 20's the next, you never really know what's going to happen next.

2. Would you rather streak naked through your neighborhood at noon or accidentally throw up on the queen of England?

I hate to throw up. HATE it. And I don't really have too much trouble with nudity, so streaking through my neighborhood at noon is really a no brainer. ;) With a little friendly supervision for safety, I'd do it.

3. If you could be any famous person, who would you be and why?

I don't know that I would want to be famous. I think it would be interesting to be a touring singer for a day, can we do that? ;) Otherwise, I prefer my anonymous existence, thanks.

4. What would you do if you had a billion dollars?

I would have to assume that I won a billion dollars, since the chances of me earning that amount of money is....not good. The biggest thing would be travel, after paying off all my debt and that of my family I would travel, travel, travel. I think I would donate a ton to charity and maybe create some sort of foundation to provide scholarships for education students. WE NEED MORE TEACHERS WITH PASSION!! After that, who knows!

5. If you had to choose between cuddling with an eel or a cuddling with a piranha, which would you choose?

Oh please, neither!! The thought of getting close to either one gives me the shudders!! (To prove that I'm not a complete ninny, I have no problem with mice or bats!)

Want to be part of it? Follow these instructions:
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will get to ask them five questions.