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wSaturday, November 29, 2003 | |
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While the stuffing and pie were digesting: 
 posted by Jenny on 11/29/2003 12:11:00 AM |
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wThursday, November 27, 2003 | |
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Yesterday My grandma has this gaudy, tarnished monstrosity she calls her make-up mirror. Something's wrong with it, maybe it's the light. First we had to go around looking for a new one obsessively. But, we couldn't spend $35, that's too much. She wanted me to take her to K-Mart because someone told her they had one there. I refused, because they have a flight of stairs to get in there. And she wouldn't make it from the parking lot without getting out of breath. Besides, every other mirror wasn't the right height. It has to be exactly the same height as the one she's had for 45 years. I suggested putting a shorter one on top of something to make it the same height. But she says "that's no good". So finally I passed the problem off to my sister. And they had the lightbulb around it replaced. Now it doesn't swing around because the cord hits the lightbulb. But I guess that's ok. On Monday I had to take her to some glass store. They had a sign that said, "We are not accepted credit cards, and checks under $10.00" The comma was drawn in with a magic marker. Anyway, the lady tells my grandma that they don't have glass the size of her mirror. She pulls out a box with an 8 inch diameter mirror. It was magnified 3x and had a big piece of foam tape on the back. The kind you can buy in any store. She tells my grandma they'll put it on the mirror for her. She says my grandma's mirror is only 2x magnification. And she says that it will have to stay overnight to dry. My grandma says no because she won't be able to put on her make-up on Tuesday. I convince her that I can pick it up Tuesday afternoon on my way to work. They charged her $35, which she paid in full. Then the lady tried to sell us another mirror, without a light that was the same height as the one we brought in. When I picked it up, the price tag said, "TJ Maxx $14.99". I should have asked what she wanted for it, but I was afraid my grandma would buy it for me thinking I wanted it. The next day I was late for work, so I didn't pick it up. My grandma called and said she needed it first thing in the morning because she was going to get her hair done at 7:00 am. I told her no way was I waking up that early to drop it off (she didn't know I didn't have it). She said I should get my dad's keys and leave it in her room by 9:00 am. She said she'd go to the beauty shop without her makeup on but, "No one will recognize me I'll be so ugly." And she wouldn't go down to eat without makeup on. So that means she might have missed dinner on Monday and definitely didn't eat on Tuesday. Alright, so I go back on Wednesday, and they don't open until 11:00. Then I go back at 2:00, fight holiday traffic, and they're still closed. Even though it says they're open until 4:00, the front and back doors were locked, and there were failed delivery notices from UPS on the front door. I go home, call my grandma and tell her I can see the mirror through the window, but I can't get inside to pick it up. She says to me, "well, that's no way to run a business!" and hangs up. Then she calls back 10 minutes later and says I need to go back up there by 3:15 to pick it up. They're there now, but only for 30 more minutes (meaning it's 2:45). I tell her no way am I going back up there, I probably won't even make it in 30 minutes. She says she won't come to Thanksgiving without makeup. I ask why she can't use the handheld in her purse that she uses whenever she's out. She says it won't look right. So then she starts crying saying she needs this makeup mirror. I call my dad (who had gotten home at 1:30, but was out when I got back home a little after 2:30). His cell phone is off. I call my mom at work and she says I'll probably just make it up there in 30 minutes. I leave and go up there, it takes 20 minutes. The lady was helping some guy, but literally walked away from him while he was talking, mid-sentence, and shoves the mirror in my face without saying a word. I took it home, and I told my dad he had to take it up to her. Then my dad and I went to Costco and return the lenses in my new glasses, bought this new Clive Cussler book (that he's obessed with) and a carving board for our turkey. On the way home (it was 5:30) we went to drop the mirror off in her room. She should have been eating dinner, but she didn't go downstairs. Then, she calls today at noon and says she has a cold and isn't coming over for Thanksgiving. She had her daughter-in-law, who just drove in today, call at 4:00 and say that they're coming over earlier than planned, so they can make her a plate and take it back there! Of course, it's too late to just stick the food in the oven and have it ready on time. But that's what she's told us is going to happen. posted by Jenny on 11/27/2003 05:03:00 PM |
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wWednesday, November 26, 2003 | |
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How I entertain myself Jenny walks in to a bar... "Do you have Disaronno sours?" "No." "Disaronno martinis?" "No." "So what is it that you're out of, the martini part?" I am so sick of the Disaronno commercial they run every 10 minutes on Bravo and every 5 minutes during Queer Eye for the Straight guy! posted by Jenny on 11/26/2003 12:39:00 AM |
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wSunday, November 23, 2003 | |
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Where are you going? I was going to make espresso. Today Costco had boxes and boxes of video games. Some where even for Gamecube! I got someone to buy me Pac Man World 2 for $12.89. I am so happy. They had a ton of Crazy Taxi, my favorite game so far. But I already dropped $20 on it. Pac Man Vs sounds interesting. But it comes with a game I already own. Still, so happy. I filled my new ativan (lorazepam) prescription today. He gave me 90 pills because he wants me to take 3 per day. The thing is, before when he said it was ok to take a double dose, I assumed he meant take 2 in the morning and 2 at night if I needed them. Not just take them both at the same time. But even then he was giving me 30 pills per month. Now I get 90. He told me to call when I run out of refills for another appointment, and that should take 4 months. But not with 360 pills! Anyway, I took one as we were leaving costco. Then we went to the market (which I really didn't want to do, but I got lots of carbs to eat this week, so it's ok). I wanted coffee before we shopped, but my mom said no. Then she wanted coffee after we shopped, but everyone else wanted dinner. They went out, and I said I was going to eat something we just bought at home. Instead I went to lie down for a minute and ended up sleeping for 6 hours until my mom came to wake me up. So I just took another pill to go back to sleep, hopefully. Yesterday I went to Starbucks for breakfast. I was sitting in the parking lot scrounging around for my wallet. Kevin and Bean were playing a sex video claiming it was 2 of the people on their show. Anyway, I was sitting in the car listening to it. Laughing, but not overtly. Anyway, when I was ready to get out of the car, I looked up and a woman was standing on the driver's side looking in the car. And that's when I realized that you can hear my speakers outside the car. So I turned off the radio and waited a little bit before getting breakfast. Also, when I was drinking the latte, I realized just how much some other places I've gotten coffee this week need to change the coffee in their filters. You know how they brew your cup, but they don't change the grinds in the little espresso filter after every cup. Well, I've actually been tasting the tap water lately, because the espresso is so weak. Blech. posted by Jenny on 11/23/2003 12:03:00 AM |
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wThursday, November 20, 2003 | |
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Forgot to mention I stopped watching TV around noon today because of the Michael Jackson thing. I don't find it at all interesting or newsworthy that 40 camera crews were camped out in front of the police station. One of the women was saying that the roads were closed to non-residents. So all the media was there walked up the hill, and carried their equiptment. Like she wants some kind of medal or something. If I want to know about Michael Jackson, I'll watch Court TV when the hearings/trial start. Until then, put soap operas and syndicated reruns back on the air. posted by Jenny on 11/20/2003 09:04:00 PM |
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Norton Personal Firewall just tracked the person who tried to attack my computer to an AOL user in Santa Clara. And I got the IP. That was kind of cool. Haha, an AOL hacker. Must be pretty sad. posted by Jenny on 11/20/2003 01:18:00 PM |
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wTuesday, November 18, 2003 | |
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I was driving towards one of the few major intersections in my city today when I saw a DWP guy sitting on the sidewalk, legs spread over a small hole in the concrete. He had a pile of wires in his lap, and was scratching his head. Meanwhile the signals were out. Some other guys in orange vests were standing in the street by the curb, doing nothing. I went to Home Depot, bought my gardening supplies, and drove home. On the way back it was about 12:05. And the guys were all sitting on coolers in the middle of the street, eating sandwiches. The signals were still out. Also, my boss called me this morning. See, on Wednesday I had to work with the girl involved in this entry. She was an hour late. And not only did I have to cover for her, but I had to give up my position when she got there, because having arrived last, she got the crappy position (which I had been doing until that point, on top of what I was assigned to do). But I refused to hand over my paperwork, which had my name on it as the person who was responsible for the information. The supervisor had another copy, though. He gave me some crap about seniority. I was so tempted to point out that she had seniority over him, so why didn't he do my position and she could supervise. On top of that, she didn't even do it. So I still had to keep doing both positions. And, when there was descrepency in the paperwork, I got lectured on it. But not her. Later that night one of her friends confronted me, because alledgedly I told our boss that she was playing spin the bottle in a restaurant with some other people after work. First of all, there were 10 other people there. And someone was taking pictures. And there were people there that are much better friends with our boss than I am. Including the guy this girl was making out with. Because he hooked up with the boss later that same week. Then on Thursday someone was talking about me at work. And not even far enough away from me that I couldn't hear it. I was doing my paperwork at the time. But I was tempted to shout out, "Um hey, you might want to walk about 5 feet more down that way, because I can hear everything you're saying!" She was talking to some people I'd never even met. But they clearly like her. So I decided I didn't care. I also didn't call my boss or anything. Because I don't want to complain all the time. Then this morning I get a phone call from my big boss (my bosses' boss, and the one who can actually fire me). And the first thing she says is, "It's come to my attention that you've been talking about other people from work." I told her not to my knowledge. She asked if I was sure. So I told her that on Wednesday someone accused me of telling on her for something that happened in September. But that I hadn't told on her, and so I told her that it wasn't me. She asked if I could think of any other time I talked about people. I said no. She asked if I was sure. I said as far as I can remember, yes. And she said she'd get back to me if she needed any more information for her investigation. And then she hung up. posted by Jenny on 11/18/2003 12:22:00 PM |
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wMonday, November 17, 2003 | |
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There's a more complete thought to be had here. But by the time I got home from work I had forgotten what I was thinking when I heard the speech. And then by the time I made the away message I was just plain tired. posted by Jenny on 11/17/2003 08:41:00 PM |
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wSaturday, November 15, 2003 | |
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The guy behind us at the UCLA game today spent a good portion of the 2nd quarter yapping. He was bragging about how the ticket agent gave him some deal and they didn't have to make the $1200 donation you're supposed to make to sit in our section. But everyone around him made the donation. So he should shut the fuck up. Being a cheap bastard and not supporting the team but claiming to be a booster anyway isn't something to brag about. Also, the squeeling lady behind us was a total bitch to some Oregon fans. They were sitting in the seats next to me, directly in front of her. She and her husband had brought someone with them, and he was sitting in the seats when the Oregon fans got there. Then, one of the Oregon fans couldn't figure out the seat numbers (most people get confused by them, including this squeeling bitch). So then just before half time some of her friends show up, and the Oregon fans were sitting in one of their seats. So she starts hitting him in the back and saying, "You have to move right now, you're in our seats! Hey you! move, you're in our seats! This isn't your section, you shouldn't be here! I said move!" Also, she was leaning forward to make sure that when she squeeled it was right in the guy's ear. Anyway, at half time her friends scooted down to be in front of her. Then when the Oregon guy came back, he just stood there, right in front of me (and as it is my knees hit the seats in front of me. So with him, and his girlfriend, they were standing on top of me and my sister and my aunt while these people refused to move. Finally I asked the guy to move. And the woman behind told the Oregon guy he didn't have the right to ask them to move in our section. So then after he sat down, I turned to the Oregon and said that I thought it was rude of that woman in the first place to ask him to scoot over (because the whole row was empty on that side). And then even worse, they turned around and did the same thing a few minutes later. I told him not all UCLA fans are like that woman. Plus, the guy wasn't doing anything. He was clapping when UCLA made a good play. And he didn't have one of the annoying duck calls that he blows in people's face after every play like a lot of Oregon fans do. He did finally turn to the woman and say, "look at the scoreboard, that's all I have to say." But she said that that comment didn't make any sense. In the second half, UCLA came back enough to only lose by 18 points. posted by Jenny on 11/15/2003 07:58:00 PM |
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wMonday, November 10, 2003 | |
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And people swear it's good stuff. I bought a wallet yesterday at the $99 Cents Only Store. First, I get it home and my ID is wider than the space that's supposed to hold it. So I cut it off. Next, I put my change in the coin part. But when I went to open it, the snap ripped right off. And then tonight, I was getting money out of it, and a hold the size of a quarter opened up at the seam. So it didn't matter than the thing was stuck shut. Now, using this as a guide, if I were to pay $30 for a wallet, I would need a new one every month. On Saturday I saw "Elf": You stink. You smell like beef and cheese. You don't smell like Santa. posted by Jenny on 11/10/2003 10:49:00 PM |
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wSunday, November 09, 2003 | |
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Just now I felt something itchy moving down my forehead. Naturally I brought my hand up to it... and it was an ant crawling down my face. posted by Jenny on 11/09/2003 12:02:00 AM |
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wThursday, November 06, 2003 | |
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Right now My mother left work on her lunch hour to get me In N Out for lunch. This is what I have to say to everyone else out there:  posted by Jenny on 11/06/2003 12:16:00 PM |
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wMonday, November 03, 2003 | |
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So last night this girl calls me at like 6:00 while my grandma was here. She says they're going to some bar up at CityWalk and I should meet them there at 10:30. I don't want to but my mom is there saying that I should go. Then she calls me back not 5 minutes later and says I should call another friend and see if we can carpool. She tells me I've been anti-social lately, so I should come. By her definition, my being anti-social is her not calling or emailing me for a month. Anyway, I call my other friend and she tells me she thinks we should leave earlier because we're supposed to be meeting at my bosses' apartment. She says we're going because a friend is back in town after having to fly home for a funeral and missing their Halloween party. Which I was never invited to in the first place. (Their original Halloween plans, or the party they ended up having.) Anyway, we get to the bar at 10:30, and they don't show up until after 11:00. Then they go to the bar to get drinks, while we continue to hold their table. They stayed at the bar for 20 minutes, drank drinks, then ordered more. And, my boss, her roommate (the one who called me) and another friend of theirs didn't talk to me all night. Probably because I was being anti-social. posted by Jenny on 11/03/2003 11:28:00 AM |
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Which Greek Goddess Are You? posted by Jenny on 11/03/2003 10:02:00 AM |
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