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June 27, 2005
FYI
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June 26, 2005
iMac ing
I'm writing this on a new 20 inch iMac G5. C. and I were propping up the screen of the powerbook using four books and the box from a board game, and it had gotten to the point where you could see the wires running from the base into the screen. there are a lot of wires, and they were getting all stretched out and tired looking. so I bit the bullet and bought the iMac.
The screen is ridiculously large, and it has a ridiculously large 250gb harddrive which C. will no doubt fill within 3 months with Stereolab MP3s.
It also came with Tiger. Dashboard rules, even though from what I can tell it's just a ripoff of a lot of free/shareware that was out there that did the exact same thing. But it's still cool.
Anyway, turned it on, plugged it into the powerbook with a firewire cable, and 45 minutes later it had downloaded everything from the powerbook and was ready to go. Amazing.
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June 24, 2005
overheard in the coffee room
PA = project assistant = 20 year old girls on summer break from Midwestern State U. (at least at my firm it does) who do nothing but giggle and put together closing sets.
PA1: I've never had soy milk.
PA2: I like it in tea.
PA1: Yeah I guess it would be ok in chai.
PA2: Yeah chai. I love chai.
PA1: Have you had splenda? Here have some splenda. It's better for you than Equal.
PA2: Why?
PA1: Cuz, like, it's natural.
Jesus, too bad I walked in on the MIDDLE of that conversation. I can only imagine what the beginning of it was like:
PA1: I'm so sleepy. I stayed up all night talking to Danny about where our relationship is going now that he has transferred to Midwestern Local Community College.
PA2: Oh wow.
PA1: It's just, like, I love him so much, you know?
PA2: Oh yeah.
PA1: Fuck there is no non-fat milk left.
PA2: Here try some soymilk. It's made out of, like, natural stuff.
Chai. Oh yeah.
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June 22, 2005
why are all chicago women* bitches?
can someone please explain this to me?
(*women, in this post, means straight, 20-35, of the non-bikeriding, non-vegetarian, non-hippy variety. you know, "normal" women who aspire to be like the people on The OC or something.)
i knew a lot of "normal" women in new york. about 1/4 of them were bitches (which tracks with the rest of the population as a whole. 1/4 of men and children are bitches as well). as far as i can tell, a good 5/6 of them are bitches here. what the fuck gives? do the chicago feeder colleges of the midwest teach "how to be a bitch" classes?
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June 21, 2005
this is not going to be very interesting
so work went from really busy to nothing at all, and people keep harassing me to post, so here i am. although i have nothing to say.
we had our housewarming party. it was...well, it was. it was.
i bought my fist Genuine Honda Accessory (TM)--a cargo cover, so now no homeless people will see the dertitus that is in the back of my car and want to break my windows to steal it, yo. Of course because i do not currently have a cargo cover and like my windows not broken, the back of my car is empty and clean and totally uninviting to the average homeless window breaker. The cargo cover will no doubt = lazy, cluttererd abandon. I'm sure the back of the car will be full of crap within 3 days, unless C. declares eminent domain over the rear half of the car and starts clearning it out. (Note to C.: the cargo cover should arrive in 3 days, plus 3 days for the crap to accumulate, means you should plan on cleaning it out Monday or Tuesday of next week).
we met our downstairs neighbors. they are from brooklyn and friendly. our other 4 sets of neighbors are (presumably) from chicago and bitch asses. go figure.
i bought a very expensive cable to connect my cable box to my tv. it has improved picture quality, which one has to appreciate when one is watching beaver documentaries and basketball games. basketball players sure do sweat alot.
since i don't have to work late like i have for the last two weeks and work only pays for parking when you work late and parking is expensive and i would like to one day own my own home in a very expensive real estate market and yet cannot stop myself from buying expensive cables i don't really need so i need to save money somewhere and saving it by not paying for $13 in parking seems like a good place to start, i actually took the subway to work this morning. it blew. hard. it also blew hot air. i was very, very sweaty when i got to work. i also seem to have lost my subway legs in two weeks of driving and managed to tip over a bit an step on the foot of a flipflop wearing aneorexic.
difference between me ca. 2000 and me in June, 2005: I didn't give a shit that I stepped on her and did not turn red with embarassment. I just grunted in apology and continued to read about the Tom Cruise squirting incident.
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June 14, 2005
to summarize the last two weeks
work, work, work, c's parents visit and we sample all of chicago's known foods, work, work MORE WORK, work, we leave saturday morning for milwaukee to celebrate our anniversary, it happens to be pride weekend in milwaukee coincidentally, we of course run into one of my ex-girlfriends, her girlfriend, and ANOTHER of my ex-girlfriend's friends (i knew my ex knew me other ex's friend, but didn't know they hung out) who now happens to live in milwaukee (not the ex, my ex's friend) and we proceed to get really drunk and the friend offers to bring weed when she comes down for chicago pride (when the fuck did i get so fucking gay? even accidentally), drove home early sunday, work, work work, went to dinner to celebrate our anniversary sunday night, chilled, work, work, work, work MORE WORK and work.
which brings us to tuesday night, which i am spending drinking beer and WORKING.
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June 05, 2005
excuse me, but i suffered from a minor stretch of psychosis
on not posting:
everything--the water, the car, the job, worrying about c. and her adjustment, the lack of any sort of acceptable bagel--pushed me under. the other problem is that i really want to post lots of pictures, but the harddrive has, oh, 50k left on it (someone ripped their entire collection of mid to late nineties indie rock directly to my hardrive) and i am unable to upload pictures. so yall will just have to wait even longer. (oh, and gac broke the other hinge holding the screen up, so now the screen is propped up by a kleenex box wedged against a treo 650 box wedged against the kitchen chair on the opposite side of the table). (ok, so he didn't really break it, he just happened to be the one to open it the time it decided it couldn't take any more stress filling in for the other hinge AND doing it's own hingely duties and broke itself. gac's actions, if you will, were the actual cause but not the proximate cause. oh god i hope that's right, because if it's not i'm totally failing the bar).
memorial day weekend we drove to detroit and hung out with my dad and stepmom, then my mom, then my dad again. we went to the zoo. we grilled out. we relaxed. we also stopped in ann arbor so c. could see it. c. asked to drive most of the way home and i let her, which was torture--not because i was worried (she really is a great driver) but because i love driving and am easily bored.
c's parents were in this weekend. we drove around a lot, went to gibsons, went to the body worlds exhibit (body's injected with plastic and cut into pieces--fun fun) ate deep dish pizza and chicago hot dogs. a good time was had by all. they left early this morning, so now c. and i have all day to
GO TO TARGET!!!
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