1. I'll take it back if, in the next five minutes, everybody in the web cafe catches Smooth Jazz Fever and they launch a spontaneous, island beat-inspired orgy under the sultry blue glow of their laptops. But, barring such an occurrence, I maintain that, with the exception of "Smooth Operator," Sade kind of sucks.
2. I confess, I had a really hard time taking the temp agency seriously. For some reason the way I want to describe it is as seeming "small-town," but what I mean to say is that their standards weren't exactly off the charts. I tried to come at it with a professional approach, but the girls in the office were so diffident/procedurally indoctrinated, and the testing so redundant/pointless, and the Welcome Aboard Video so painfully directed to the lowest common denominator/dimmest temp-to-perm bulbs that I could hardly bother to stifle or apologize for my egregious yawning. Yet, I speak English! Fluently! And I have experience- with actual employment! Prior to going in I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get a job at all, but by the end of my "interview" ("Are you willing to show up for work? Name something you enjoy about showing up for work. In the case that you were to show up for work, would you be willing to do actual work once you got there? Really? Good! Okay, name a skill- it doesn't need to be one you HAVE- just whatever you can think of....") I felt confidant enough to start saying things like, "So it looks like I've got a little room to be choosy here, right?" and, "You'll work with me on that then, Kirsten?" So if all my tax crap and paperwork go through it seems as though I've got a few assignments to choose from, and of course they are TEMP jobs, but that's kind of what I'm after right now and I'm (knocking on wood while optimistically) thinking that I may begin to garner actual income sometime in the sort-of-near future huzzah!
3. The other day I sat down to pee, then started trying to multitask and forgot what I was doing there in the first place. About halfway through trimming my nails I said aloud, "Pee." in the imperative like that, and thought What the hell am I talking about? Why did I say that? and then I remembered- ah! I have to pee. So I peed. True story!
4. Moving along, then.
5. I'm kind of disappointed with how the Iraqi tribunal is going. I'm not a real rabid news junkie, but I used to be getting a kick out of the trial and now it's really hard to give a crap without sulky Saddam getting all truculent and bawling around bitching about his dinner not being yummy enough or whatever.
6. This kind of game we used to play consisted of laughing about how "sleeping bag" sounds really funny to say, but is also great because that's what it is! It's a bag! And you sleep in it! Then we'd think of other kinds of things you could claim were for sleeping and which could or could not actually make sense for that function but were required to sound funny like, "...and over here is my sleeping pole," or, "Do you need to borrow my sleeping slice?" Anyway I had forgotten about this game but then the other day I watched An Officer and a Gentleman which has one line that goes something like, "Meet me in five minutes- in the blimp hangar!" which made me laff all by itself, but also reminded me of the game and since then I have been thinking, "This is my sleeping blimp!" and crack myself up every time.
7. Apparently my "fans" in "Alabama" weren't really fans at all. That, or they were offended by my "reply" to their email because they never wrote me again and all my Googling for the "Church of Spleen" they claimed to have founded has proved fruitless. I think it may be because I told their leader his name sounds like luggage. Oh "well". It was fun while it lasted!
This is going to drive me nuts all day, trying to think of these things!
Posted by: badgerbag | February 22, 2006 at 11:33 AM
Tu me manques! Come back to da syyy-eeet!
Posted by: MonoCerdo | February 21, 2006 at 11:11 PM
My dear! After an intense blogger house party, can you actually say it's been two weeks since you last blogged??
Posted by: Sarah Dopp | February 20, 2006 at 01:39 PM
I've always been fond of "baking soda" and "curling iron." also "basketball shoes."
and "spanking mitre."
Posted by: scrawj | February 20, 2006 at 01:04 PM
We have no television either. Thank God for Netflix.
Posted by: Couch | February 14, 2006 at 01:49 AM
You know wut, Mom? I CAN'T. We huv not got teluffission, except the kind you can rent on DVD. I think we might get some sometime, like when we get internetch and electricity at the haus, put on top hats and call ourselves civilizzized.
Posted by: Em | February 07, 2006 at 07:25 PM
sade sucks utter ass, except for Smoove Operator, as noted, which is OK enough. however, let me take this moment to say that the music on Gray's Anatomy is grayt! and who has been featured multitudinously but our own "we were there" little band, the dittie bops. also not to be missed from aforementioned superfine tv series soundtrack is rachael yamagata (album is Happenstance). you can listen to these things on your television pipe.
Posted by: SpleenMa | February 07, 2006 at 02:48 PM