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Jun. 6th, 2008 | 05:57 pm

I officially hate training people.
It is hell, pure and utter hell.
Everyone can go suck it.
Did I mention I'm sniffle-y
and my throat hurts?
Suck it, suck it I say.

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May. 16th, 2008 | 06:36 pm

Son of a brain dead whore! I haven't been this burnt in years. I am such a fucking moron! But it was worth it. Called in 'sick' to work, went to the beach for B's birthday. Mid 90s in Portland, and probably somewhere in the 80s at the beach. The Oregon Beach was 80s or higher! So beautiful, hot, oh so great. But wearing a swimsuit means parts of my that rarely see sun were exposed. Yeah...I'm red. It looks like I didn't even wear sunscreen, but I swear I did! Stupid non effective sunscreen! And stupid me for not reapplying until way to late! Now as I moan in pain I must remind myself of how wonderful the day was. I will heal. Though it would have been nice if I had not been quite so moronically sunbathing. Oy. This is what happens when it goes from 60s to 90s in 3 days. Seriously weather, what the fuck?

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Apr. 9th, 2008 | 06:01 pm

How did I spend my first two hours of work? Why, writing up a description of last night's My Chem concert, of course! What else would I be doing? This was far more important than 'work'. I did wait until I got home to post, that's something, right? So here goes, somehow it got really long.

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Feb. 20th, 2008 | 07:10 pm

Stupid on demand. All of a sudden it's not working, and I have no idea why. Sometimes I want to kick things.

But then I remember MCR at the Crystal!!! Bouncy floor! Hopefully separate are for over 21ers! Not a stadium!

I'm not excited, no, not at all.

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Feb. 10th, 2008 | 10:36 am
music: Once

So fun!

It's crazy to think that the ground is 10 to 20 feet BELOW my feet. I'm walking around the tops of trees, and sometimes on top of them! It was so beautiful, so white, just a great experience. And I'm not very sore today at all, which means I'm in pretty good shape. We did stop to take pictures a lot, so it wasn't as strenuous as it could have been, but still. I think I did well, leader of the pack and all that. Except my knee towards the end. I really need to figure out what's going on, and what I can do about it.

So I'm pretty much the clumsiest person ever. I fell probably around 10 times all told. tripping over my own feet and all that. If my show tipped a little on a ridge, I would try to step differently, and step on the other shoe, and down I went. And my poles didn't do jack because I didn't get bigger baskets for them, so they were more of a liability than anything.

I really managed to scare people one time. As a set up, whenever there was a stream the snow built up on the banks up to 20 feet or so. Just look at my pic to see evidence. Beautiful. So one time we were walking along a narrow ridge above a similar stream. I think what happened was my pole sank into the snow, and so I toppled over as a result. heading downward towards the stream about 20 feet below us. The person behind me grabbed my shoe, and I was basically lying on my side, head down towards the water. I was able to pull out my pole, which was so far into the snow I had to reach into it to pull it out. I was lying there trying to figure out how to get onto my feet, and whatever I did made me slide farther down the slope. The woman holding my feet had to let go, so I could get them under me, which so was loath to do because she didn't want me to slide farther. Understandably. But I was eventually able to get them under me, and the guide reminded me to make an x with the poles so I could push myself up, and up I got.

It was interesting because I was completely calm, but everyone else was freaking out, yelling for the guide to turn around. I felt bad. So that was my most exciting fall. Snowshoes are just so damn awkward and I stumble at the best of times. Add big boats to my feet and poles that just sink if I lean of them, and I found myself sitting or kneeling on the snow a lot.

But still awesome! I want to go again, so long as I can figure out a way to not hurt my knee. Hopefully next weekend B and I are going rock climbing. I love having a person I can do this stuff with!

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Feb. 9th, 2008 | 05:46 pm

It has been quite the Weekend. I think I need to do this in 2 parts.

I feel the need to write up my reaction to the Cobra show.

Wow. The funny thing about going to a show where it's basically a bunch of kids is that you're surrounded by kids. It was so bizarre! Although, the great thing is that they're all so short that I can stand in the back, where they're room to move around, and I can see just fine. I must say, a lot of them are going to look back at pictures of themselves 10 years down the line and think 'what the fuck was I wearing?!' Seriously! I have no words for some of the outfits. I really enjoyed myself before Cobra started just watching people. And the parents were awesome as well, very tolerant.

I only saw the end of We the Kings, and the group just before Cobra, can't remember their names. I actually enjoyed both, but when I was watching Kings I was thinking how freaking young they looked. And for both groups, the whole long hair in the face? Makes me want to grab a rubber band so the poor boys can see what they're doing. And the tapered jeans don't look good on anyone, I don't care how pretty you are. Anyway, enough about their looks cracking me up. I thought they did a pretty good job for openers. And the best thing about where I was standing was that the boys would walk by on their way to the back where the merch was. I loved watching them getting stopped by kids wanting them to take pictures with them and sign shirts. And then the kids would run off screaming or squealing. So damn cute. And some of the parents would indulge by taking pictures, or in one case posing with one of the guys. I couldn't help it, I was giggling watching the antics. So great when one of the kids would all of a sudden realize that some member was standing Right Over There!

There was this little girl, who was maybe 4ft She looked about 10, with blue hair, weaving in and out of people, disappearing into the 'pit' and then back out texting away. Every time she showed up I watched her because she was hilarious.

Ok, and Cobra. So freaking awesome! Since I was standing to the back (which wasn't that far back)I had room to move. It was so much fun, just dancing away. I felt a little strange at first, because I was obviously one of the few people there over 15 who was there to enjoy the show, not just chaperon. But once Cobra started, I just let it go and started grooving.

The crazy thing about the venue was that mid way through Cobra's set the windows were completely fogged up, and everything was covered with condensation. Including the ceiling, which started dripping! A little gross, but also pretty funny.

For my lovely bandom people, the antics: Gabe was adorable, so much energy. The eye is definitely drawn to him, he's having so much fun up there. One of my favorite things was that every time he wasn't singing and Victoria was, he was in her face, trying to distract her. It was very cute, he was constantly molesting her. When they came back for the encore (which was 3 songs, very respectable) she wasn't up there for the first 2, then came back for the last song. When she came out, Gabe said something like 'the sexy has returned to the stage'. Adorable. Another one you might like, late in the set, Gabe was talking about how hot they were, and turned to Alex and said 'I haven't been this wet since we shared a bath'. Yep.

The whole 'fangs up' thing? That is just great. Having an entire room of kids doing this symbol without coaching? It's a cult, a cult I say. At one part, I can't remember which song it was, there's a part that Gabe was going to have the crowd sing, and we started it without him saying anything. He paused with this bemused grin on his face and told us that he was going to teach us that part, but it was not necessary.

So yeah, great night. And the great thing is that a 15 minute walk later, and I was back at home. Excellent.

Next post: snowshoeing and falling down a lot.

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Just shake your head

Jan. 6th, 2008 | 08:59 am
mood: amusedamused
music: Cobra

Life is a vast conspiracy. I had my first encounter with an ex client outside of work. Not ok with that. I only saw the one who I knew, but Beth saw three different clients from three different treatment centers she's worked at. And then the theater smelled like pee and Beth and I left without seeing the movie. Just say no to the Avalon. In order to recover from the shock we went and bought supplies to make mulled wine and watch Twin Peaks. It helped soothe us. The show is definitely getting fucked up. But I need to stop watching it late at night while drinking wine. I get the feeling I'm not following it as I should be.

Vast conspiracy the second: I was invited out to karaoke for the express purpose of hooking Jeremiah and me up. And sister o mine knew! Don't know how I feel about that. But I did a whole lot of blushing yesterday with Beth and Bert. Dirty girls!

Oy and Vey.

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hi ho hi ho hi ho

Dec. 26th, 2007 | 09:18 am

Being sick and prepping for a backpacking trip. Good times. Why does my body decide it doesn't need sleep when sick? I don't understand. I know if I could just sleep for a full night, the stupid cold would evaporate.

Today is the day for decisions. Tent, poles, food. Or at least borrow if I don't want to make a decision. The exciting thins is that after this little trip, backpacking will be a reality. It won't be something that I've done once, and then a bunch of day-trips. Speak with authority, know what I need. Happy times. It might be miserable, but it'll be good.

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mind blown

Oct. 12th, 2007 | 05:59 pm

Oh, life is a very strange thing. You're going along, pretty happy, then everything changes. I was just saying that I've come to the realization that I actually like my job, and am actually fairly content. Then bam, union! Will we? Won't we? Purple shirt gang, weirdness. Now my contentedness is no more. It's a non-profit, what's with the aggressive attitude?

So yeah, that happens, and then my lovely sister blows my mind. Quit my job and go hike the Pacific Crest Trail. And the crazy thing is I really think I might do it. I have the slightly hyperventilating feeling I get when I'm really excited and can't stop thinking about it. This has never been me, except now I guess it kind of is. When did I get outdoorsy? I think back to all the years of my adolescence, when my mom kept pushing me to be physically active, why did my form of teenage rebellion need to be refusing to do anything physical? One of the many reasons why my 20s have been so much better than my teens. One of many, many, many!

And now off to Indian Heaven.

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Oct. 7th, 2007 | 11:10 am

Look at me actually posting. I have no idea the last time I actually wasn't just responding to someone else's post, but whatever. I'm a loser, I don't care.

I was going to insert a picture from the top of Hunchback Mountain, looking at Mount Hood, but looks like I need to upgrade my subscription to do that, and I'm cheap and won't. It's all about the free!

So during the summer I went hiking a bit with the momma to some beautiful places around the gorge and elsewhere. But now it's cloudy and rainy quite often, and I'm much less willing to go hiking when I'm going to have the added discomfort of rain and cold and ickiness. So now comes the guilt of saying no. Of course, I haven't really hiked in the rain and cold, maybe it would be fun. Mom seems to enjoy it quite a bit, but then she's a little strange. Of course, so am I, so maybe I would as well.

Maybe next week I'll say yes, since Tl and I decided we are never shopping on the weekend again. Way too many freaking people! She can't get her roll going, always has to dodge around people. So I guess maybe I'll stop by after work sometime and we can go. It's times like this when I miss having days off during the week. We used to spend so much time together, now not so much. Stupid work.

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