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wSaturday, November 30, 2002 | |
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[11/20/2002 5:11:33 PM | Jenny ] dsl is working. that is all. posted by Jenny on 11/30/2002 11:59:00 PM |
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got my digital camera yesterday. here is a picture i took of the currect state of my desktop (well, current as of last night, since then i've added some jpgs.) 
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wWednesday, November 27, 2002 | |
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i rented a gamecube today. i can't even figure out how to hook it up to the tv. that's sort of the problem with renting these things, they don't come with instructions... posted by Jenny on 11/27/2002 05:07:00 PM |
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wSunday, November 24, 2002 | |
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ucla lost yesterday and it majorly sucked. we left in the 3rd quarter. did that one other time and they came back to win in double overtime. we ended up seeing bond (which i had planned to see friday night, but that didn't happen) anyway, after the movie we found out that washington beat wash st. that was disappointing news because: a. ucla shot itself in the foot for the rose bowl, and b. next week they have to lie down and lose to keep sc out of the rose bowl. also, when are they going to fire toledo already? people are clamoring for lavin's head. i'm not as in to basketball as i am football, so maybe i'm missing something. what has lavin done that's so bad? they've been in the tournament every year. ok, so john wooden won a gazillion championships. lavin doesn't win one in the first 5 years and we want him fired? meanwhile, football hasn't been to a bowl game in 2 years, and i can already tell you, unless the silicon valley bowl gets their act together, they won't this year again. something like 5-6 pac-10 teams go to a bowl every season. they've lost for straight years to usc, and cal. CAL! good god! it's cal! ok, funny things my dad said yesterday: he pulls out his binoculars to watch the warm ups, and the "world famous usc song girls" come out in their ghetto 80's white uniforms and cool as 70's red and yellow running shoes (that clash together horribly), and my dad turn and yells (because that man has no internal volume control) "they've integrated their cheerleading squad, look, an oriental! but i black? no way!" lol, ok that was horribly un-pc. after i quashed my laugh i told him "everyone's using the term 'asian' now". still his observation was no less true... ok, then on the way home when we heard that the final score was 57 to 21 (it was 42-7 when we left, before we got out of the row ucla gave up an interception) and it was 52 to 7 when the movie started. upon hearing that they scored in the 4th quarter my dad says "our freshmen are better than their freshmen". that is all, for now... posted by Jenny on 11/24/2002 11:40:00 AM |
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i decided to search for my old icq account. it had an email address i haven't had in almost 4 years. fortunately i remembered my password. sadly, this means i've been using this password on my email accounts for at least 4 years. anyway, i think i'll start using icq: posted by Jenny on 11/24/2002 10:41:00 AM |
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wFriday, November 22, 2002 | |
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my grandma is in the hospital. she went in wednesday for a rule out pnuemonia or something. the hospital called my mom, then she told me when she got home from work. then i told my dad when he got home from work. the family that cares. anyway, she's been throwing up since sunday. how nice of her to call and tell us everything that doesn't stay down. orange juice stays down. yesterday they kept her another night because she has no sodium in her blood. something about electrolyte imbalance. gee, go figure, someone who weighs 70 some odd pounds doesn't eat. so last night we go to take her stuff. wholly shit does kaiser suck her roommate was moaning when we got there. then she started running around the room saying her iv hurt, at which point she probably pulled it out. so my grandma tells me to go get the nurse, which i do. she calls another nurse, who goes in there. at which point the roommate starts yelling for pain medication. the nurse tells her that iv antibiotics hurt, and givers her a glove full of ice. then this roommate throws it, and asks me to pick it up for her. meanwhile, she hasn't stopped yelling things like "oooh, the pain, i'm having a baby, I'M HAVING A BABY!" good god, she was like 65 ot 70 years old! so then i go to get the nurse again, and she calls another nurse, who wasn't there... she tells me she'll be there. 15 minutes of this woman yelling and i go out there and my mom is asking the nurse again to help this woman. then, we hear a toilet flush, and the nurse who was helping comes out of the bathroom. no water running, no hand wash. i shit you not, she just wiped her hands on her scrub top. meanwhile, my grandma has asked me to change her hearing aid battery. i told her to open it, and let me take the old one out, so i can see how it goes in. turns out the old one was in their upside down (probably why it wasn't working), so when i changed it, i broke the door off. then my dad (who has broken everything he tries to fix because he's too rough with things) says he can fix it. he manages to get the door back on after 20 minutes or so. then he turns it on too loud. my grandma's hands are shaking, so she can't set it. she keeps telling him that when the dots are lined up it's off, he turned it on all the way, it's too loud. he starts telling her that she's wrong he turns it away from the dot to turn it down. meanwhile, every time he sticks it in her ear, she's cringing. hell, i can hear it whistling and beeping from across the room, even with the birth going on in the next bed. then, partly because my dad shouts, and partly because my grandma didn't have her hearing aid in, he starts yelling everything he says at her. meanwhile my mom is outside making sure all the private rooms are taken, and finding out who has to die to get grandma one. ok, so let me go back to grandma being crazy. we walk in to the hospital, and she thinks my mom is my sister. my only outweighs my sister by a good 70 pounds. plus my sister is probably 3 inches taller. different hair colors, one wears glasses, one doesn't, and a 37 year age difference. but other than that, they sort of look alike... after my mom starts putting on her slippers, and giving her books to read and stuff my grandma says "oh, i didn't realize my mother-in-law was here!" hmm... she's in the hospital, we should excuse that. all the while she's hugging her purse like everyone wants to steal it, even my mom. ok, so then, she's like "oh, i'm glad you're here, my spit container needs emptying, jenny, you do it" whatthefuck? don't they PAY nurses for this? so i'm like "eew", but my dad glares at me like i have to do it. so then she starts saying "in the toilet, but they're collecting my urine!" "dump it in the toilet, but not in the collection!" "watch my urine!" now here's where i really digress: yesterday i took my sister and her friend to in n out for lunch. as we were pulling up, her friend says that she's the oldest anf favorite grandchild, she hopes her grandpa leaves her enough money to finish school. my sister says "jenny's the favorite too, she'll get everything". i start yelling "there are 2 of us, you'll get half!" (actually, it all goes to my dad, and my mom gets to spend it, actually) later i told my mom that she really has to stop saying that stuff in front of my sister because she's starting to believe it. my mother rolled her eyes, at which point i shouted "who emptied her spit! that was all me!" back to the point that drives this entry: first grandma calls today and says she keeps picking up her phone and dialing 10 and she doesn't get her message. so i tell her she has to call her phone number, and then dial 10 when my dad starts talking on the answering machine. she asked me what her area code was, i'm going to assume the hospital is in a different area code, and she's not any more insane. then she calls back and she can barely talk, but she thanks me, says i'm smarter than she is (duh), and says something incoherent about her messages. then she calls back 10 minutes later and starts asking me questions. she can barely talk, and she can't even pronounce all the syllables in the words she's saying. and the more i try to answer her weird questions, the more they don't make sense (besides the pronunciation thing, the thoughts were just incoherent). then she calls back 5 minutes after that and just makes noises in to the phone. i said i'd call her back, and heard a faint "ok" as i was hanging up. so then i call my mom and tell her about the last 3 calls, and she says "if there's something wrong, the doctors will see it." ri-ight, this from the woman who used to complain that the doctor saw her mother during morning rounds and then again the next day during morning rounds... i tell her i want my dad's new work number, i'll call him. i tell him what happened and that i said i'd call her back, but i don't have the number. he gives it to me, and i ask if he'll call instead and see what i'm talking about. he says i shouldn't call, if she calls back just say i went out. plus, he says to me that she has a roommate, if something goes wrong, the roommate will call for help. so the moral of the story is, don't get sick in my family. and if you're not in my family, don't go to kaiser. posted by Jenny on 11/22/2002 12:45:00 PM |
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i had a brownie hot fudge sundae from mcdonald's tonight. it had whipped cream and a cherry. i tried to take a picture of it, but my webcam needs to be reinstalled. it melted long before i would have been able to go downstairs and get the cd anyways.  posted by Jenny on 11/22/2002 12:06:00 AM |
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wTuesday, November 19, 2002 | |
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Ding-Dong! Grammatically Incorrect Calling! Sloganize "if you like a little danger on your biscuit, join our club" "the indifference that eats like a meal" "gotta lotta mediocrity" "don't get mad, get hypocrisy" i think they're getting these words from: Demotivators posted by Jenny on 11/19/2002 10:47:00 AM |
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wSunday, November 17, 2002 | |
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Dear Ndugu, I am Jenny, I am 23 years old and I live with my parents. My wife smells and she forces me to pee sitting down. Or something like that. Also, I enjoyed your movie. Please tell Dermot Mulroney "nice mullet" and "it wasn't nice when you made out with Rachel, because Ross saw you!". Had he worn his hair that way in My Best Friend's Wedding, it would have spared 2 hours of my life. I'm sorry that your penpal wrote such inappropriate letters to 6 year old, but they kept me entertained. I hope you take some pleasure in that. Go see About Schmidt! (and watch Friends the first week in December). posted by Jenny on 11/17/2002 11:20:00 PM |
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wWednesday, November 13, 2002 | |
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i was going to order yahoo dsl, because last month it was $29.95 for 6 months and then $49.95 for 6 months (although, they're running an add that also says "$39.95 when you sign a year contract"). but all those commercials about monitoring your surfing and offering you personalized content based on that made me, well, rethink it, at least. plus you had to sign a 1 year contract. then i click on an ad on aol (and believe me, it gauled me to do it, it just validates the fact that they slow you down with them). they were offering dsl for $31.05 per month. we were going to keep aol anyway because my sister uses it. they say with aol dsl, you can have 2 screennames on the same account on at the same time. and there are no contracts, so if you can't, i can cancel. i'm not in love with the aol service itself, or their browser or anything, but i suppose i can live with it awhile longer... anyway, i ordered it a week and a half ago. as i was going through all the screens filling in info and such, one of the last ones before i confirmed the order said they guaranteed service by nov 13th. then i get an email today saying service will start between nov 20th-25th. ok, first off - guaranteed or what? today is the 13th, it didn't start, and it ends there. second, am i going to be paying for service before the free dsl modem gets here? am i paying now? (they make you use the same credit card you use to pay for aol, it's my dad's, so i don't know if we've been charged). and third, could they be more vague about when i'm going to be able to use dsl? posted by Jenny on 11/13/2002 10:19:00 PM |
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i was trying to end as many entries in a row with a question as i could, but i messed up in the middle there somewhere. when was the first time you saw one of those license plate frames that said "my other car is a mercedes"? when i first heard about then i thought "god how lame", but when you see one on a 20 year old chevy lumina, mostly red, but with a white door and maybe come primer on the hood, you think "haha, cute" when was the first time you saw one on a lexus es300 with vanity plates that said "BoobDoc" or something? man, that's tacky... posted by Jenny on 11/13/2002 01:07:00 PM |
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wSaturday, November 09, 2002 | |
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i got my mini-webster scanner yesterday. opened it up, put in the batteries, scanned one picture. the lcd screen counted down from 20 to 19. to show my sister how it works, i pushed the button again, nothing happens. i do it again, and instead of going from 19 to 18, the whole thing craps out. all of the "ink" on the screen oozed off to the left. so that's that... apparently it wasn't my day with moving parts, because my car died at work too. also, i was watching family fued today, it was "super teen" week, with kim fields, adam rich, and the 1984 30th anniversary playmate, amognst others... one of the questions was: (100 people surveyed) what would you like your daughter to be when she grows up nurse 53 secretary 19 teacher 14 physician 7 wife/homemaker 5 mother 3 model 2 i was surprised when they said doctor and it was only 7 people (because i was thinking doctor or lawyer, so was my sister) then when nurse was the number 1 with 53 people, well, that was just wrong. i sort of knew teacher would be up there when they said that. other ones that didn't make it: actress president girls born in 1984 are college freshman now, so we are sort of talking about these girls grown up aren't the people who had young daughters in 1984 in charge of hiring all those women college graduates today? posted by Jenny on 11/09/2002 10:49:00 PM |
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yesterday on the freeway i saw a guy with the worst flat tire i've ever seen not in a car chase. it was so bad his rim was a little more than an inch off the ground. it was just starting to rain, and we were getting on to a curvy part of the 5, up by griffith park, ya know? ok, you probably don't know... so i'm next to the guy honking, and he keeps looking at me, and i'm pointing down to his back tire. he was having a hard time handling the truck, so you'd think he'd suspect something. anyway, i waited til the last second, but he started to get over to the left to get away from the crazy person (yeah, that's me), and my interchange was quickly approaching on the right. so to that guy in the green pickup who spun out over by the l.a. zoo yesterday, i tried to warn you! also, on wednesday i registered for classes. i signed up for this photo/digital image class. it sounds fun. commuting an extra 2 days a week doesn't i'm thinking of only taking 1 class in my major because that cuts out a whole day. the thing is, i only need 2-3 more classes in my major and that's it, i've got all my units everywhere else. and really, this class doesn't give me any marketable skills that i haven't already gotten from taking both photo and digital image before... plus, i have to have either an slr, or a digital camera. i have a quasi-decent slr (i guess), but by putting as a prerequisite an slr OR digital camera, i can tell that it's probably not plausible to have new images developed as often as i'll have to... i know my parents will think i'm stalling on my major to take this silly little class, but i looked at the schedule, and there really only is 1 other clas in my major that i could take, and i don't even really need it, it's more of an elective to get my units up, whereas maybe next quarter they'll offer one of the ones i need to give me units and requirement. and i do want to take it, i like that professor, and this class is the one he's famous for. but it's late enough in the day that not only would i have to give up the job i have now, i couldn't get another job in the morning because i can't work a half day before i'd have to leave. also, i got a webster scanner for my polaroid i-zone for $7 on ebay, and 3 rolls of film for $15 at wal-mart, and i think i'm going to try to take a picture every day and put it on this page. then i'm going to hold more things up for my other camera and post them here too. as a good faith gesture, here is an example of how well i can tie a tie:  posted by Jenny on 11/08/2002 11:16:00 AM |
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wWednesday, November 06, 2002 | |
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last night i met the wiggles wholly crap, the fucking wiggles! i know, i wasn't overly impressed either ;) the wiggles are very important to 2 year olds though. fortunately if they wet themselves, pull-ups have already been employed... there is a wiggle who dresses like a pirate. i think he has a name, but i will forever call him "me earties" hmm, let's see what else... the yellow wiggle is the show. the red one isn't much of a dance, that must be why they hide him behind that guitar. it was actually pretty amazing that these kids all knew the dances to each wiggles song. if you've ever seen a 4 year old dance (or jump up and down, run around in circles and possibly disrobe in the process..), you know how amazing this is. it shows that we can endoctrinate kids in to cults long before pre-k... they had a monkey song, and the pirate quacked out a song. then the kids went apeshit when they closed with hot potato, mashed banana. ok, that was pretty damn lame. well, i guess there are degrees of lameness, it'd be unfair to mark just that as lame... also, i was very disappointed that they didn't bring their giant stuffed octopus, because that would have been very sid and marty kroft-esque. any parents of wiggles fans know what i'm talking about? posted by Jenny on 11/06/2002 03:38:00 PM |
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wMonday, November 04, 2002 | |
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you need some working knowledge of la to get this... well, wait, i could try to add a map, hmm... does this map work? tonight i went to this thing at the kodak theater, hollywood and highland, blah blah. essentially, there's this street with some stars on the sidewalk, and this movie theater with footprints, and someone decided to put up a mall around and next to it, and then included a big monster of a theater in an area that really can't hold that many people... ok, so i get there late, cause i went to see my therapist, and at the last minute someone couldn't go, so i take the ticket and agree to get there late... of course, this being l.a., nothing starts on time, or even a little late... i park on p6, 6 floors undergroud, in the bowels of the earth, there it smells like sulphur (ok, the smell is probably pyschosomatic) imagine the chaos as a 4 level theater clears out and the people try to get on escalators to get down to 6 levels of parking. then imagine trying to get out of the parking lot. my aunt is in the car with me obsessing that we're not moving. um, hello, see how as we look down this aisle there are cars wanting to pull out, that's happening on every floor. so we're trying to go out the highland exit, which is an easy choice, since they have the orange exit blocked. then when we get to p2, they decide to make everyone go to orange (although people were still going highland) then we get to orange, and it's left turn only (although, again, people go right). so my aunt is going "highland is right, this is wrong!" hell, you can always get back to any street by going around a block. i go left, being in the far left lane, this was an easy choice ;) then i get to hollywood blvd, making highland the next signal on the left. i say that i'm going to go right, because when the light's red, i can always pull up and go right... i get up there on the red, and it says no left turn... i go right, again, easy decision. so now she's like "where are we going to go, we can't take highland!" look, i realize that we've just passed the roosevelt hotel, and that your knowledge of hollywood blvd ends where the stars end, but i have taken it far enough down past the apartments and such that i know that many streets go through... of course, i'm not stupid enough to SAY this... the next signal i hit is la brea, i turn left, and head south. "you're taking la brea?" um, yeah... so then she's like obsessing over how i'm going to get home, and then i'm like "it's ok, i could have taken hollywood farther, this will be fine." at some point she decided i'd take olympic. then as we were approaching 2nd she says "oh my god, where's olympic!" so i calmly say "i didn't miss it, i have to pass wilshire first." "oh, then you should take wilshire over to fairfax!" then we pass 2nd, then we pass 3rd (see a pattern) and she starts worrying that i'll miss wilshire now. so at 9th i ask "hey, aren't these the same 3rd, 4th, 5th that run through downtown?" (you know, the downtown that you work in and claim to know so well because you drive down broadway passing all the numbered streets?) at this point i tell her that i'm just going to take la brea all the way to venice, because it's a straighter line than cutting over all those times. (since i live just south of venice, and her car is at my house, that seems logical, to me anyways) so then she starts saying it doesn't go all the way down to venice. i assure her it does, i pass it all the time (sort of like when i followed her criss-crossing path of directional advice to get there earlier...) except, from about 3rd down i got caught at almost every signal. at pico i thought i'd had enough. turns out, venice is about 45 feet from pico at la brea. huh, go figure... did you know that? posted by Jenny on 11/04/2002 11:24:00 PM |
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jenny quote:"the gap is addicting, it's like crack" haha, get it? gap... crack... anyway, my grandma is on prozac. we filled the prescription last wednesday when i took her to costco to get her hearing aid checked out. last night she was obsessing over giving up her car. she wanted to talk about it at 7:56, right as my mother wanted the remote to watch american dreams... i told my dad to change to nbc and pause it, then let the tivo catch up later. instead he leaves the tv on and presses mute. so now my mom is sitting there staring at the tv while my grandma goes on and on saying how the car is her independence, and how she needs it mondays to play bridge, tuesdays to run one silly errand (like dry cleaning), wednesdays for going to the eye doctor or the dentist, or which ever one her home can't take her to that week, and every other firday to play bridge, and every other remaining friday to get her hair done. (meanwhile she's sworn me to secrecy that she's officially completely blind in one eye, and the doctor says no more surgeries (except she's going to ask one more time), but apparently it's legal to drive with only 1 eye...) everytime she asks a questions my dad is given a long winded response, but not actually answering the question she asked. finally she says she won't give us her car because we already have a car in our garage and her car gets too dirty on the street. at this point i say "it's a car, it's supposed to get dirty!" but my mom starts laughing and says "after another week of taking those pills you won't care about the dirt!" i told her "that's not funny and it's not nice." and she says "well it's true, she's on the pills!" and starts laughing again. so i say to her "i could point out that you're fat, but that wouldn't be nice either." then she tells me (real loud like she wants grandma to hear), "if your grandma heard you say that to me, she'd be upset!" so i point at grandma and say even louder "that's because she didn't hear what you just said about her!" then today i'm driving my grandma to her precious little card game so my dad can have her car. she tells me "i'm gonna stop taking these pills, they're making me a nervous wreck." hold up, wait a minute, i have to insert a story here... 2 winter breaks ago, i was 21 years old. my "cousins" came to town (my dad's brother died years before i was born, his wife later got remarried and had a daughter, she kept in lose touch with my grandma, then she got divorced and now they're family...). my grandma tries to force a relationship between me and my "cousin", who is 18 months younger, by telling me that she's really excited to spend time with me, and telling her the same. anyway, i said i'd go to a movie with them, what the hell, can't talk in the movie, and grandma's paying. i remember as i was leaving the house my mother saying things like "you know, don't let your graaand-mooother force you to do this when you really don't want to!" we get to the theater, i think we missed the show or something, so we went to the giant food court in the shopping center. my grandma gives me a $20 and tells me to go get something to eat with my cousin. she gets in line and the pizza place, i stood there for a minute, but it didn't appeal to me, so i handed her the 20, told her i was going to get a grilled cheese, and i'd take the money i spent back from her change. i walk 2 stalls over, order my yummy sandwich, and wait about 10 minutes for it to be ready, and then walk over to the table we were eating at. meanwhile my grandma has totally freaked out because my cousin came back alone, and made her and her mother get up and look for me, but then they came back, and she wouldn't let them leave again, so she didn't lose them too. THEN she starts with all this crap "oh, i can't eat anything, i'm just to nervous, i thought i'd lost her!" "boo hoo, it was like losing my son all over again!" "the laughter was gone from my life, and then i had jenny, and i thought it was gone again!" "look at me, i'm shaking, does everyone see, i'm shaking!" have you ever had a cold grilled cheese sandwich? i took a big bite of my sandwich and said to my "cousins" who were doting all over her "yum, this is good, don't let your food get cold!" but really this story just pisses me off. i was 21 fucking years old! i've been going to that mall without my parents, at 10pm at night since i was 12! i've probably eaten at that johnny rockets 50 times! it was 12 fucking minutes total. all of this was an act, probably to avoid eating her dinner, since she's such a picky eater! and the way they doted all over her... that's what she wants! that's what they want to, to give her reasons to give them money or something. and now she says the PILLS have made her a nervous wreck? posted by Jenny on 11/04/2002 03:14:00 PM |
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