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[Most Recent Entries]
Below are the 11 most recent journal entries recorded in
kid 6's LiveJournal:
|Thursday, March 23rd, 2006|
|I am the champion...at least that's what I feel like.
So I did it. Without Dad. Without the ex-boyfriend. Just me. For the first time ever...
I did my own taxes. I owned my taxes! Granted I had a little (read: A LOT) of help from Turbo Tax, but that is besides the point.
I had avoided them like the plague, but, with my upcoming vacation, I needed money. It is silly, really, that we have to do more work to get money that we already worked for. Oh well. I am now just waiting for the IRS to either accept or reject my handiwork. With each new triumph, I feel like I have taken one step further into this land of, well a place I've never been before. It feels good. I almost want to call my Dad and let him know what I did. I wonder though, will it make him happy that I was able to conquer this beast on my own or will it make him sad because his baby girl was able to do it without his guiding hand? He probably really doesn't care. I graduated from college and have the diploma to prove it. His work is done....
and so are my damn taxes.
|Wednesday, March 22nd, 2006|
I took this quiz today about what kind of beer I would be and, as it turns out, I'm PBR. I don't typically drink Pabst unless I am really, really poor.
So, I wouldn't drink me if I were a beer. How sad is that?
|Saturday, March 18th, 2006|
I spent the last two days celebrating a friend's 21st birthday and have come to the conclusion that I am too old for this shit. I think she is the last of my friends (keep your fingers crossed) to reach this legal milestone. Actually, to insure that she is, I am declaring right now that I am no longer accepting friend applications from people under 21. So call me an ageist. I'm okay with that. I still love old people though, as proved with my last couple of boyfriends.
I would like to thank ALL of technolope
's friends who were no only quick to jump on my computer illiteracy, but actually helped. I hope my first new trick just worked!
|Wednesday, March 15th, 2006|
I wish I knew how to use a computer. I can do the bullshit stuff. Check my e-mail, look up a recipe, spy on people, play snood... What is html? How do I make a link click-able? Where do I download music? What do I do with it once it is downloaded? I am scared to get a digital camera because I think technology scares me. I still write checks and send all my bills through the postal service. I am impressed by the people who can make their myspace page pretty. I wanted to put a picture of me on my livejournal page, but they said it was too big. How I do make a picture less than 100 pixels (or whatever they said it had to be)? I need a computer tutor. I want to be nerdy too!
|Sunday, January 15th, 2006|
|my life...sucked away
Where have I been lately??? Harry Potter had taken over my life for a bit there. I remember trying to read the first book years ago and I found it utterly boring, but I had this strange attraction to it again. I found myself in the kids section of the library one busy Sunday afternoon carrying three 500+ page books to the check-out desk and I was a goner. I am on the 5th one now and I really want to see the 4th movie, but it is only showing during the afternoon now and I work.
So I had the most perfect January day off from work and went to the Argo livery and just walked around taking pictures. I moved to Ann Arbor in 7 years ago and am still amazed the massive amount of places that I have yet to see and explore. Learning how to live with yourself is a good way to start discovering those place though. There was a time in my life where I had difficulty walking into a coffee shop by myself. Growing up with lots of siblings in a small place makes being alone nearly impossible and then when I finally got the chance, all I wanted was to have people around that I knew. I now can handle being by myself better than before, but I am still not where I would like to be. The hardest is when I am meeting people somewhere. I am a very punctual person, but most of my friends are not so I am usually the first person to arrive and I hate waiting by myself. I guess that is why I like going to parks and book stores. It is perfectly acceptable/preferable to be by yourself in these places. Besides who doesn't love bookstores and natural spaces??
I am off to see what new used cd's I can buy with my dwindling paycheck.
|Monday, December 19th, 2005|
|end of a long week
I think my tonsilitis is on the way out and I have weaned myself off Nyquil. Last night was rough though. Now I know why they use that stuff in meth labs. It's hardcore.
My car got stuck in the snow the other morning and I was late for work. It was the first time in 4 years that I have been late for work. I apologize to anyone who lives on my street for the loud obscenities, but I do put on a pretty good show. I hope you all enjoyed watching me dig my car out for half an hour. You probably really enjoyed when I hit the car with my shovel. Thanks for not helping lady who was scraping off her car next to me. I wish crappy tires upon you.
On a lighter note. My family and friends totally came through for me this week and I want to thank you. I sometimes do stupid things and am fortunate enough to be surrounded by people who love me and are willing to bail me out when shit hits the fan. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Now I am off to bed. I may actually get to sleep in tomorrow. A new week. It can only be better.
|Sunday, December 11th, 2005|
|no subject today
so i always write a letter to put in my christmas cards. usually i have no problem making up things to make my life sound more interesting to people who i don't talk to enough to know the truth. this year, however, is proving difficult. it started off really crappy and i was heartbroken for a long time. it got much, much better. i really am happy right now. i am having fun so why can't i write this letter??? does one need to be unhappy to make their life appear interesting to the outside world? who knows.
i went to concert last night when some friends and a new acquaintance. i had a really great time! even my run in with creepy old dude at the restaurant was kind of humorous. alcohol doesn't hurt either. girls night out should be mandatory. i think that we, as in girls in general, would all get along much better if it were. they should also put in more girls rest rooms at the majestic. that line was ridiculous. speaking of, to those who may not know me, here is an little insight into my world. i am actually looking up certain words that i have used in this entry to make sure that i spelled them correctly? who does that? probably the same people who alphabatize their movies and make their bed.
back to cutting pictures for my parents to send in their christmas cards. how do i get talked into this?
|Monday, December 5th, 2005|
|christmas tree and dte
I can't decide who likes the christmas tree more, me or ivy? Last year my parents bought me a 6 foot tree on super clearance from Target. It is really kind of sad looking, but it's mine. It has lights on it and candy canes from last year. T and I had bought about 5 packages of them although neither of us actually like candy canes. I am thinking about accidentally throwing one away for all the 12 days of christmas. Maybe my cats will take care of them for me though. Maddy likes playing with the presents under the tree, but Ivy has been sprawled under it since yesterday. I kind of want to put a bow on her, but I would most likely get some claw marks for the effort. It took me 2 days to get a collar on her. It was the feat of the decade. She became mine when my sister moved out so we are still getting used to each other. I have reached my limit of cats though for awhile. Two, especially my two, are plenty. They are steadily increasing their body weight; I think they are giving my soon-to-be sister's cat a run for his money.
Anyway, today has been full of christmas related things. I finished my mom's gift, am almost done with my sisters and have a list of what everyone else is going to get. I did have to stop at the DTE office to pay our electric bill though. That put me right into the holiday spirit. Seriously, people are dumb. If you go to a paymnent center 3 days before everyone's bill is due, of course you are going to to have to wait in line. It is our own stupid fault that we waited until the last minute. Well, I was the youngest person in there by at least 15 years, but it is pretty safe to say that I surpassed them all in maturity. One man told the security guard that he was a nobody, about 5 other patrons were having an ongoing, too loud, obnoxious conversation about how slow the line was and how the employees are lazy, yadda, yadda, yadda. Almost everyone who got to the window had not filled out the necessary form, which there were signs everywhere instructing them to do so. My favorite moment came when one woman got to the window and asked the cashier in a very snotty tone if it bothered her that everyone bitched to her because she was the only teller. The cashiers reply was very matter of fact, "No, you owe 98 dollars". That made me laugh. Cashiers are the best sort of people in my very biased opinion.
|Monday, November 28th, 2005|
|london = ann arbor
So there is this scene in Bridget Jones's Diary where the evil lawyer woman makes an elitist comment about things not working outside of London. Well, in my case London equals ann arbor and things equal coffee. I went on a date with my mom tonight and stopped for a cup of coffee on my way home because it is good coffee drinking weather. If you are ever near the intersection of ann arbor rd. and sheldon in Plymouth and have the urge to get a coffee, keep driving. I walk in with my travel coffee mug because I hate wasting a cup for coffee. I always have my travel mug. Anyway, in ann arbor you usually you get a cup discount or something. Not here. He charged me for a medium b/c i have a 16 oz. mug. Whatever. I can live with that. So i ask for the cinnamon holiday blend. They are out, but they have some house blend. Sure, that will suffice. So he grabs a styrofoam cup and I remind him that I have my travel mug. I know he replies and continues to fill up this other cup. Whatever, again. So the coffee starts sputtering out of the canister. It is clearly the bottom of the barrel. He then takes my mug from me and pours the coffee from this other cup into mine. See he say, 16 oz. I really didn't need proof that i was getting a full 16 oz. It could have been 13 or 17 or whatever, I just wanted my damn coffee. So, to conclude, I spent 5 minutes of my time, $1.70 of my money, threw a styrofoam cup into a landfill, and was stuck driving behind a semi going 40 mph with my 16 oz of lukewarm, bottom of the barrel, sub-par coffee. Uncool.
For a good cup of coffee go see my sister at the coffee bar at whole foods and rest assured that if you bring your own mug, she will make your drink in it AND you will get a cup discount. 2162 is the PLU.
|here comes speed racer
my nephew really likes cars and bread with nutella. every monday we get to hang out while my neice and sister-in-law are at school. sometimes we watch the hot wheels dvd, which is really weird and kind of creepy. i was happy that this week is speed racer. he's kind of hot for a cartoon character.
T just text messaged me. apparently my crush my just returned something at work. that means that he shops there. yeah!!
my NYC friend used to print up the word of the day whenever we worked together. she was good for random stuff like that. according to merriam-webster, the word of the day is instigate. something that i have been to passive to do lately. i posted a picture of my crush on myspace. if he ever sees it he is going to think that I am a complete psycho. it'll be a nice change from complete psychos liking me at least. i was talking to my washington sister earlier when i came to this realization, It's like that sex & the city episode where carrie keeps dating freaks and then finds a normal guy. She assumes that something must be wrong with him so she herself turns into a freak tearing his apartment apart trying to find his inner freak. I could probably relate everything in life to a sex and the city episode. it's kind of sad really.
starting livejournal inspired me to write in my old pen and paper journal last night. i wrote for over an hour about a whole lot of stuff that nobody will ever read until i am dead and gone. that gives me a few decades until people find out how lame I really am. sweet.
well speed racer just ended so i must return to the land of a 3 and half year old.
|Sunday, November 27th, 2005|
|i'm an addict
who needs to actually do anything when you have the internet? Our last computer sucked so I rarely even checked my e-mail on it, now I am a computer whore. i think i have signed up for like every free stupid thing you can. if anyone wants to stalk me it wouldn't be that hard. that is why the internet was invented anyway. stalking. I am not very good at it yet, but I am working on it. any suggestions??
so anyway, here i am and these are my thoughts. I promise they won't be very interesting.
today i went to my favorite place. the airport. when i lived in the co-op, i would always volunteer to drive people there. I even picked up my sister's ex-boyfriend. it was a bit awkward, but i really do love the airport. it's exciting. why are people there? where are they going? why would anyone go to omaha unless absolutely necessary? it was a lot more fun when you could actually go to the gate to pick people up and drop them off, but baggage claim isn't so bad. lots of black bags. i bought a light blue suitcase so it would be easy to recognize and the bastards dropped it in the mud so now it is light blue and poop colored. still recognizable though.
2 movies i highly recommend that people go see right now. right now. Walk the Line and the new Pride & Prejudice. I hadn't been to the movies in months and i recently saw these two. I am going to see both again this week. I cried. I always cry in movies, but that's not the point. the point is that you should go see them.
I am going to go listen to some John Denver now. he makes me happy. thanks to my high school best friend who gave me a sympathy card when he died. she understood.