whew! so, i had a very long day yesterday, and i blogged a bunch anyway, so whatever. now i'm home, bathed, wearing clean clothes (deliciously ugly 70s polyester shirt, "dig it" tshirt, red bandanna, jeans!), and eating a veggie burger with hummus, mm. so now that i have awhile before i need to depart for the DAY OF THE DEAD SHOW, i will write a little bit!

yes, so. kevin called from the freeway between 4 and 4:30, but i had foolishly neglected to turn the ringer on, so i didn't hear it. i called him back when i got the message at 4:30, and he said he was stuck in tacoma traffic. this made me laugh, because... it's tacoma. on a friday night. traffic? no way! hee. anyway, he eventually picked me up around 6 and we went back to his new place, where his dad and sister were waiting, and unpacked his car and the trailer. then we got sushi, which was quite good. probably the best sushi i've bothered to eat, ever, and i'm not usually too keen on sushi, honestly.

anyway, i slept over at kevin's new place and woke up a lot because my body sucks, so neither of us were especially well-rested. we unpacked his dad's van in the morning, then took a long and fruitless walk around the neighborhood in hopes of finding food. no such luck. he made me a cup of soup that was quite good anyway, though. then his dad and sister showed up and we decided to go to the giant ballard fred meyer, which is where we spent several hours and kevin spent a lot of money on things and stuff. it was exciting. then we ate out and it was good because i had COFFEE which i NEEDED so badly. :D

this writing is TERRIBLE. but hey.

so i was grimy and gross and after we did some things around his house, kevin's dad and sister left and kevin took me home. the three of them are off to a soccer game tonight at safeco field. how exciting. they asked if i wanted to go, and i was actually kinda glad i had other plans. besides my total disinterest in soccer, i don't like butting in on family stuff, really. families need some time to just be families, i think. anyway, jason webley is gonna die and my friends are cool so yay!

these veggie burgers are so damn good. on a related tangent, i have actually decided to go veggie as a general rule, though i make a few exceptions. i will try stuff that has meat in it if other people offer it, or it's cooked for me, or whatever; i will give in to the occasional teriyaki chicken craving; i will eat fish, duh. basically i plan to be generally very careful with how i cook my own stuff, which i've been doing at least all summer anyway, and fairly conscientious about eating out as well.

g'looooooooord. i should go soon. hope you're all having the times of your lives and whatnot. i love you all. especially my mom who probably doesn't read this.

listening: guided by voices - mag earwhig! lp

it is SO cold this morning. frosty, cold, cold inside, cold outside, cold. i am wearing a stupid wool sweater that doesn't fit me right and isn't nearly warm enough for inside fuzzies, so clearly i regret not just wearing my trustly black angora sweater that totally doesn't go. this sweater expects me to have very narrow shoulder and short arms. this is what i get occasionally for thrifting, though.

it's only quarter after 9 in the goddamn morning, and time is ticking by at inexplicable intervals. sometimes i look at the time and ten minutes have gone by; others, only a minute. i'm trying to keep warmish by doing that annoying shaky leg thing, but since i'm not sharing the table with anyone, it's probably not a huge annoyance. also, i definitely need coffee.

ohhhh, trusty black angora. dammit. what a fool i have been.

so what if it gives me a mild allergic reaction! it's warm and fuzzy and perfect.

yeah, all that sleeping-well shit isn't helping a ricockulous amount this morning. i still have another hour and 40 minutes to sit here and hope nothing fucks up that i can't fix since i'm here all alone and tired and cold and have only my labgirl prowess to rely upon. you know, the prowess that enables you to fix computer mishaps with your mere presence. it becomes instinct. the equipment smells labgirl hormones and immediately ceases to fuck the fuck up. one of these days jane goodall'll be here to observe my behavior. "labgirl in her natural habitat... she eats paper jams for a snack."

my eyes are twitchy from not sleeping enough or something. i hate that.

TIME DOES NOT MOVE QUICKLY ENOUGH SOMETIMES. i swear it's not a standard unit.

kevin will be here tonight. that's crazy talk. i hope he doesn't get here too early when i'm at work and has to sit around twiddling his thumbs waiting for me to get off work so he can get into his house.

so cold!@$

so, before this entry, the entries on my main page were not long enough to fill the length of the page, so there's a lovely yellow spot, at least in my browser.

i almost typed that "bwowser" like an adorable small child. kill me now.

so i don't have much to say at the moment. i think i slept one insomnia-free night for the first time in i don't recall how long. i went to bed around 10 and woke up at 6 with my alarm--as i do every friday--and feel pretty well-rested. of course, i am also trying to hold off on the mass consumption of coffee now, after that disturbing day of 5+ cups, so i may just be thinking that so i don't desperately want a cup.

i'll probably get one at lunch, anyway. let's be honest. i can be a zombie for the first few hours of the day. not that many people require my coherence.

i think my boss is gone today, which means no amusements. alas. surely i can find ways to distract myself. i'm good at that, usually.

halloween was full of thrills and excitement, if you count going to josie's house and eating spaghetti and watching the addams family for the zillionth time with christine, chris, josie, and graylan thrilling and exciting. yesterday was also tit-freezing cold.

chris started at imdb (typed "christ" at first), which was interesting. it might be hard to not act the way we normally do when interacting at the office, because that is both confusing to other people and in general probably not appropriate office manners, even in their casual office. anyway, we both have to learn this new system for doing what we're doing, chris because heather doesn't want to teach him the old way, and me because it is quickly replacing the old way i have come to know and love (*cough*). it has its good points and its bad points. i had my own handy system for the old way, but i can see how this will be faster when, you know, it works all the time for all the things it needs to do.

shoes time, i must leave in less than 10 minutes for work... um um um...

so... today is work, break, class, small break, work, home again, probably promptly leaving with kevin, back sometime tomorrow in time for jason webley's death. sure is a good thing i slept last night.

and paul? "you kissed a girl? that is SOOOO gay!"

clearly, paul is my a. birch steen, since he is so fond of wanton criticism. at least he never says i am "too gay."

until i have more to say today, here is the sleep score. i am keeping this alone for my own benefit, to track my kinda-insomnia and general tiredness for, you know, health reasons. anyway, put on wilco's yankee foxtrot hotel (46:27) at 11pm with canssa's wierd's ugly but honest (an hour) to follow. did not fall asleep until after the latter had ended. much tossing and turning. woke up at 7, slept againg until 8, am now quite awake. may actually feel rested, but sometimes i feel that and it passes.

aight, here's the score:

today's sleep: 2am-7:30; 9:15-9:55.
coffee intake: approximately 5 cups of varying sizes throughout the day.
food: small bowl of cereal, california veggie burger patty with hummus, last of the ciabatta with marinara, tsugaru apple, chocolate chip clif bar, slice of super mushroom pizza, pagliaccio salad, several graham crackers and a few chocolate-covered raisins.
mood: good following those last two cups of coffee.
movie: branded to kill with chris, who thought it sucked, while i found it amusing. visuals were fabulous. also, boiling rice fetish. watched north by northwest last night.
lp: guided by voices' mag earwhig! stuck in my head. all of it.
other music today: the long winters' the worst you can do is harm and bjork's telegram.
looking forward to: chris as a coworker at imdb! kevin in seattle! jason webley's death!
prettiness: deep shadowy oranges of trees set against the deep chilly blue of dusk.
work-related peeve: people who ask where they can use the
internet but mean the web. are confused by email being web-based and general terminology and technophobia. silly people.
lyrics: this time i really mean it.
sleepy?: fuck. no. coffee. so awake.
homework: new group project in psych. wrote a crappy beat article on psi chi to turn in tomorrow. must do better in the future. why must my department be so boring.
weather: fucking cold.
halloween plans: class, imdb, dinner and a video at josie's with whomever decides to show.
feelings on the outdoors: it's fucking cold INSIDE. even with the heat on. i can feel my nipples.
roommate quote of the day: "fuck lakes!"
are you done yet?: yes.

i wrote yesterday. didn't post it. 'twas a bit busy at work. now i don't recall anything i had to say. i had two hours between class and work instead of 40 minutes, so i was a bit lost. i sat in the cafeteria for over an hour and wrote on, um... this guy who cleans the tables, and coffee, because i was drinking a large cup of coffee.

cereal is good. so is prescription nasal spray that prevents my sneeziness.

i really have nothing to say *now*... yeesh.

my boss lent me more dvds. i watched truly madly deeply last night, which made me sad, but it was good. i am saving branded to kill for a time chris can watch it with me, and the other two are north by northwest and stop making sense. i am on a total talking heads kick lately and i don't know how i've managed to not see that film yet. hmmph.

also, so, on saturday, bowling for columbine was good, you know, in the way that michael moore is good. that michael moore exists and does what he does gives me hope for this country, even if i think he's an asshole and he can be sloppy and stuff. it's great. after that, chris and i rented man bites dog and boondock saints, both of which are pretty darn violent films. what a day of filmed carnage. it was lovely. (however, i didn't think the latter film lived up to some recommendations; the storytelling was done with a lot of flashbacks, which is *shoddy* storytelling in most cases, and it was basically a pulp fiction rip-off... oh well, it had its merits, like willem dafoe, who is always good.)

jeez. i don't spend too much time watching movies or anything, not at all. i love film.

yup...i really have nothing else to report. dododo. i may have actually not slept like total crap last night; i am not desperate for coffee yet. probably after class, but i should go pick out a book from the library. excitement and thrills.

now for toothbrushing. nothing like morning breath + oatmealy crunch cereal to make my teeth crave a good scrubbing.