You Are 36% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well. In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.

You Are Austin

A little bit country, a little bit rock and roll. You’re totally weird and very proud of it. Artistic and freaky, you still seem to fit in… in your own strange way. Famous Austin residents: Lance Armstrong, Sandra Bullock, Andy Roddick

(how ’bout that, orb? )

i’m too down to blog lately. i don’t even feel like ranting or whining. there are a few private posts you may not have checked yet, or perhaps you haven’t told me about myself.

if you’ve already done all that, i’ll just go ahead and sum up life lately, in a nutshell:

- my “vacation” to tallahassee pretty much sucked, as i spent the whole time in our (crappy) hotel room, bored to tears
- my husband has decided to be a total asshole about nearly everything, and that, also, i shouldn’t call him at work anymore for any reason
- my job satisfaction is swiftly reaching the zero mark
- i was insanely sick last night, and still pretty much feel like shit today

and, like i said, i don’t even feel like blogging about it. i don’t feel like being on the computer at all, as the sound still isn’t working, due to someone fucking with it and never putting anything back the way it was. because, you know, he’s the only person that matters.

i was in tallahassee from thursday – saturday, and i’ll be happy to complain about it later, but for now, tell me all about myself. then go tell me how much i suck.

thanks.

omg, i want this soooo bad. hey, it’s only a couple days’ pay.

[edit:] i want this, too! oh, why can’t it be my birthday?

i haven’t really updated much lately… mostly, i’ve been busy with school. work’s been kind of a pain, and i haven’t really wanted to talk about it. thank goodness for my boss is all i have to say.

sohei and i celebrated valentines day on friday and saturday, so we’re not really doing anything tomorrow, i assume. on friday, he took me to my favorite restaurant (carmelita’s) and i got to drink all the margaritas i wanted and the flautas were so, so good. and i’m not going to talk about saturday. but it was a very nice valentines weekend. and on thursday, we’re going to tallahassee to check out his law school, since there’s some special kind of invite-only thing going on, friday. and on saturday, we’re going to check out the town. brumby’s coming along, so that should be fun. but we’ll have to leave him in the room friday. unless i can’t go to the orientation, in which case we’ll be spending the day in the room doing nothing. which is totally okay. i have to call a couple of hotels tomorrow, and i hate making phone calls. meh.

and i want to go to bed now. that was short.

is democracy dead in america? should we even bother to vote anymore?

i provide the link, you decide.

yesterday was just… surreal. i finally have my internet back, so i can write about it.

it started when i woke up late. like five minutes after i was supposed to leave, late. i got dressed and put my makeup on in the car. (thank goodness for casual day.) so i was only a couple of minutes late to work.

then it started raining.

and raining.

and raining.

sohei called around 11 to tell me he might not be able to pick me up til he got off work, since the area outside his building was flooded. i told him that i didn’t have anything to eat, or really anywhere to go, so i wanted him to try to come get me, since the rain didn’t look like it was going to stop, and he might not have any better luck at 5. when i got off work at 1, he called to tell me he wasn’t going to come get me, and i informed him that my colleague had managed to get there – from tampa – right on time. and the parking lot at work wasn’t flooded anymore, so it might not be so bad. and he said he’d try. so he managed to come get me, but the usual road was completely submerged, so we had to find a less dangerous way to go. he said he didn’t want to drive all the way back home, so i had to go back to work with him, instead.

i sat by the window for three hours, reading, and i took this picture at one point. it just kept lightning and raining, then it stopped for a little bit at 4, so we left. we had to find a different way home, due to more road flooding, but we got back, only to find this blocking our way. so we figured we’d just park at the rec center and walk home, but then it started pouring again. so we went to the chinese buffet down the street instead.

so we ate for a while, and there were these people there that might have been homeless, but who knows? they didn’t bother me too much, until sohei pointed out that one of them had been leafing through the seafood delight with her fingers. i wasn’t too hungry after that, and in fact had been feeling icky anyway, due to the stomach bug that won’t die. (i missed work on wednesday and thursday because of it.) so i was telling sohei we should leave when the woman who had been picking through the food collapsed on the floor nearby. just fell flat on her back. we paid our check and left.

thankfully, it was only sprinkling when we got back, so we parked at the rec center and walked home. the street in front of our house was completely flooded, so we had to walk across lawns. some lovely dumbass a few doors down had their ginormous truck blocking up the whole driveway, so i had the choice of wading through flood water to get past their driveway, or sqeeze between the truck and their garage door. at this point, i was seriously considering “accidentally” scratching the hell out of fucking thing with the zipper on my sweater, but i just wanted to take a shower and go to bed. (at 6.)

so we got home, and i had my shower and nap, and we watched spirited away (again) and march of the penguins. then i went back to bed.

and woke up at 7 this morning to the storm raging outside. thanks a lot, global warming.

anyway, sohei and i could only laugh at what a bizarre day we had. it wasn’t all that long ago that we would have been cursing our luck at every turn, but we don’t really think like that anymore. so we laughed until our heads fell off.

the end.

Outside sohei’s office window – trapped!

miles cable claws
driller killer
ripping holes
of tattered the cloth stained
regaining the weather acid rains
so sweet
sweat streaks
downpour on humidity
colder time talking hints watching tests the heat
mangled meat
retaliate
no blaming
in future dreams could you have stopped it
from happening
best left
spectator
spectacle
time spaced fast paced
farther down all that trigger
guaging
cause kills at will
melted prophets book
burning
how undone written slurs
the meaning
the past they will repeat
hard to hit
so unbeat
melting prophets the past
melting
undone
misted fable role
altogether
mutating
chains rattle happy to perform
either war or famine
no where arid food growing
warming trends a place
passive cows to feed the weak
product waste give back
nothing orders come in
make a million living things
suffer hidden glad garbage
body bag what
of that change that could save everything
that paper shredder patent tender
puts us back in time again
exxon
your black heart
makes me
sick
budgets that burst
with oil crude gas in purse
no compassion
common criminals
seek asylum
concrete pillow exxon dreams
hidden hiarchy
no one in power taking blame

skinny puppy – hexonxonx