Dyzzy

I'm not dead yet!

2006-07-03T01:27:36Z

It's been a while since an update, but I'm still doin' okay. Still workin', still caffinated, still liking the folks I work with, still in love with Ryan, still fretting over money, and still haven't found the Jade Monkey.

dyzzyah @ 2006-04-16T23:52:00

2006-04-17T04:09:56Z

Today I saw Spamalot in New York. It was, how do they say, "teh awesome." However, the whole trip was very insightful, and I shall share some of the wisdom I gained.

1. New York is not Washington, or Orlando, or Atlanta. New York is more claustrophobic than I am used to, and it has a distinct set of smells. New York City streets, depending on where you stand, smell like coffee, fish, baked goods, stale urine, tobacco smoke, and ass. Standing on a slightly different block of concrete on the same sidewalk will change the scent pattern completely. Chinatown smells more like incense and less like urine and ass than Broadway does.

2. Chinatown is full of shiny things. It's only by sheer act of God I was able to escape from the shiny things.

C. It was a very zen experience for me, riding in a New York taxi. I am very unused to claustrophobic city streets...or any city, really, and whenever I'm actually in a city, travelling is more at a crawl pace than anything else. Speedy turns and unexpected lane changes caused me to realize, were I to die in that cab, everything would still be fine. Then I realized I had just accepted death in a taxi, and I became afraid; had I not, I might have reached nirvana on seventh avenue today.

16/5. My Aunt Carol will not only stare at a couple making out in line for the ticket counter, she will provide commentary. That commentary will be humerous. This is the way of the universe.

Five. King Arthur needs a Jew.

Elephant. The real purpose for the bus ride home is to try to justify the stuff you bought on your trip. I am convinced of this.

Bwee. Fat-bottomed girls may make the rockin' world go 'round, but they are obviously not the behinds that Broadway theater seats are intended for...

dyzzyah @ 2006-04-13T01:58:00

2006-04-13T06:10:14Z

Surrender the Cadburry Eggs, and nobody gets hurt.

dyzzyah @ 2006-03-06T18:48:00

2006-03-06T23:48:53Z

The machine used for pelvic sonograms is a very scary thing.

dyzzyah @ 2006-01-21T20:49:00

2006-01-22T01:53:29Z

(.........)

Whoo...been a while. Job's going well, but the pay ain't great. Benefits are kinda blah, but I really like where I work and the flexibility it gives me. Still, I gotta find something that pays more, or I'll never be able to move out.

I've been menstruating for nine days. Steadily. This can't be right...

dyzzyah @ 2005-12-01T22:23:00

2005-12-02T03:25:19Z

http://www.gamebrink.com/?news=81

you realize, I'm going to have to buy some on principle.

The job's going pretty well, though it doesn't offer as many hours as I would like, it does offer enough for now, and I can wear my funky nail colors. Plus, I'm surrounded by hippies. Not a day has gone by when I didn't get a kiss on my forehead or cheek from my boss; I'm meant to understand that she does this to everyone--but I know for certain she does it to everyone in the clinic. Patients, clinicians, janitors...

dyzzyah @ 2005-11-22T20:38:00

2005-11-23T01:39:23Z

I got a job!!

dyzzyah @ 2005-11-06T22:56:00

2005-11-07T04:21:06Z

(.)

For the record, flounder roe tastes more or less like the rest of the fish, but the texture is really weird, and makes my teeth stick together. I wonder why?

...yeah, I need a job.

dyzzyah @ 2005-11-01T13:47:00

2005-11-01T19:24:37Z

As I flipped through the channels this morning, I came across what I took to be a news program. I wasn't paying attention to what channel I was on at the time, but it was Fox Family. They were running some sort of clip about a town that was disputing whether or not Intelligent Design should be taught or omitted as part of the cirriculum. A few moments of the channel and I realized that I was not watching news; I was watching a program delivered by the 700 Club. However, it did get me thinking...maybe everyone would be appeased if we included religious theories as well. However, I will not settle for Evolution and Genesis. Oh no, you all know me better than that. I want fair and equal time for ALL theories on the creation of the Human species. Evolution and Genesis...ehh, a decent start, but I want to see everything from the Eddas to Sky Woman and Turtle who supports the land; from when Prajapati birthed himself from his own mind, to Raven who plucked the first humans from a clamshell; From the chaos of Nu to Gaia who birthed all things. If even one gets left out, I say we re-evaluate the whole system.

Come, get sued with me!

2005-10-19T00:55:40Z

Jack Thompson is a bloody twit.

http://gr.bolt.com/articles/jack/jack.htm

If you also think Jack Thompson is a bloody twit, post this in your LJ.

dyzzyah @ 2005-10-03T15:16:00

2005-10-03T19:18:08Z

I rolled a 3000 meter katamari. I rolled up GOD. Raise da roof!

On a somewhat unrelated note, happy Rosh Hashanah to all.

dyzzyah @ 2005-09-14T22:15:00

2005-09-15T02:21:48Z

(.)

Really irritable today, been off one of my scrips for a few days, on account of my insurance not being activated yet. I pay over $300/month so I can get the meds that keep me from re-clotting, but since it's inactive, I have the dubious honor of paying for each scrip by myself, in the hopes that my insurance will pay me back later on. You ever tried to get meds out-of-pocket? It ain't cheap!

dyzzyah @ 2005-09-12T21:24:00

2005-09-13T01:25:58Z

Last Monday, Dad told me he'd had a dream the previous night that he had won the lottery, and thus he sent me to purchase lotto tickets for the whole week.

Sure enough, he was right. We won the princely sum of...two bucks. Still, we're getting closer!

Well, anyway, I've got a job interview tomorrow...wish me luck, everybody!

dyzzyah @ 2005-09-09T23:41:00

2005-09-10T03:40:00Z

Okay, anchovy onigiri do NOT work.

dyzzyah @ 2005-08-25T19:30:00

2005-08-25T23:30:40Z

Yesterday ended a beautiful week of my sweetheart living in my basement. That wasn't a metaphor or anything, he was living in my basement for the week he stayed here. I wish he could come back and live in my basement again ._.

dyzzyah @ 2005-08-17T14:25:00

2005-08-17T18:26:16Z

Well, damn. I really did get fired.

dyzzyah @ 2005-08-13T18:17:00

2005-08-13T22:20:02Z

Ooooh, but I hate cleaning. I don't like being messy, but I hate cleaning. *sigh* Oh well...off to do battle with the forces of clutter once again.

dyzzyah @ 2005-08-02T21:44:00

2005-08-03T01:45:25Z

I got my coin belt today~! *shimmy shimmy*

dyzzyah @ 2005-07-27T19:31:00

2005-07-27T23:31:44Z

Brownies make everything better!

dyzzyah @ 2005-07-20T20:29:00

2005-07-21T00:29:42Z

I kid you not...my rear-view mirror melted off O_o

dyzzyah @ 2005-07-10T22:35:00

2005-07-11T02:38:39Z

Weekends are entirely too short. I have a sneaking suspicion that, unless I find some way to re-energize myself, I may have to take a couple of "mental health days" pretty soon...

dyzzyah @ 2005-07-07T19:10:00

2005-07-07T23:34:18Z

For the record, I have devised an elaborate code for when I talk about work. If, somehow, you manage to figure out who's who in this code, I'd really appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone. Thanks.

So today I was running (okay, waddling) between our offices to get some medical charts, when I run into Flower, one of the therapists who was sick yesterday. I asked her if she was feeling better today. Flower has a history of calling out sick, and she replied that she was feeling better, but still pretty crummy. I said that I hoped she felt better very soon, and she had kind of an odd look on her face, and said that Purplefish, the clinic director, never says "I hope you feel better," but rather asks "are you okay?" in a way that conveys a sense of "are you going to drop dead, and thus require a replacement?" That kinda surprised me, because it seems like such a simple and natural thing to do, wishing someone well. It takes no time to say, it requires no effort, and it makes people feel like others care for them. Unfortunately, there's a lot about the clinic that I'd like to change, just things that would improve morale a bit, but I know I'll never get that chance. *rant-mode* Heck, I'm probably going to get fired, anyway. I've got two write-ups lodged against me, both from Prawn, the medical director, and things just look dismal. For instance, Pink, who's 19 and, from what I can tell, perfect office manager material, is only the TEMPORARY office manager. When we couldn't get another office manager after the last one left (after only one month on the job), she took over, and has been doing a great job. Pink thought she had the job in the bag, and even quit college to become office manager, and instead they'e intervewing outside the company for the position. Pink has done the work, she knows what to do, and she doesn't require much training, unlike a new body would. They were SUPPOSED to just be looking for a part-time evening receptionist, but instead they're going to replace a perfectly good office manager candidate? I hear that they promised her a full-time job, though...but there aren't any full-time openings...unless they fire me. I say "me" because Purple has been with the company so long and knows so much (and thereby has such job security) and the receptionist across the street is doing a swell job and there aren't any other full-time jobs left to replace...except mine. It doesn't bode well. And me, with two formal write-ups on my record...

...the write-ups. That's a whole bucket of fish right there. Or is that kettle? Whatever it is, it's a big rotting mess that's costing me plenty to clean up, and it stinks. I've gone back onto Concerta to try to improve my job performance, and boy, am I getting all the side effects...dizzyness, nausea, loss of appetite, insomnia...fun, ne? On top of it, it costs me $20 to see the doctor to get the scrip/do a follow-up, $20 for the scrip itself, and $20 each time I have my blood drawn to make sure the Concerta isn't interfering with the bloodthinners too much. I normally have to go once a month, but now it's once weekly, making it $60 extra in blood tests, or an extra $100 a month or more just to clean up this mess. Hopefully, it'll stall my impending layoff for a while (and I really, really hope I'm just being paranoid about the layoff...I got no reall proof, but the vibe in there is toxic)

At least tomorrow Orangefish, the therapist, will be back from her surgical leave. I missed her. She has a wacky sense of humor and awesome hats. Hatty hat hat.

dyzzyah @ 2005-06-21T22:39:00

2005-06-22T02:54:28Z

(...)

Third week of doing this belly dance stuff, and I'm seriously digging it. I caught myself shimmying (shimmiing?) in an elevator today. Between yesterday's great hunting excursion (bohemean skirts and blue nailpolish!) and today's sudden flash of fasion (a bohemean skirt and blue nails! imagine that...) plus dance class, today was a pretty awesome day. It'd be awesommer if Ryan gets a job soon, or I win the lotto, or sommat...but hey, I got my vacation approved so the convention's a go, and the airline tickets are reserved to bring my dahling curly-haired pounce-point back home, albeit for only a far-too-brief time.

I'm kind of proud of myself, as a not-too-long-ago-time-thing I finally got the nerve to admit to Mom that I intend to live with the aforementioned dahling curly-haired pouncepoint. I was relieved that Mom didn't think less of me for it, though Mom's rationality and inconveniently-timed practicality kind of threw me off. I got a lecture, instead, on how both partners have to have equal power and contribution in a relationship or one will start to resent the other, and the former might feel like they're taking the role of the latter's parent, rather than lover. Then, for some reason, she started rambling about my brother getting a job, and things just got weird from there. My Mom is weird, though. Anybody who sings the "I have to PEEE!" song when they don't actually have to pee is weird.

Speaking of rambling, (though I'm not completely sure anymore that I WAS speaking of rambling) I need a choli top at some point. I'm ordering my hip scarf, the website my dance teacher recommended for coin belts only suit up to a 42 inch waist (BOOOO!), although, I will say, the belts were gorgeous. Regarless, ain't no way I'm gonna be able to squish 48 inch hips into something designed for a 36-42 inch body. No way, no how. But a choli top would be cute, and I have an excuse to get more dangle earrings (w00t) and bangles (w00t w00t).

I like shineys. Yeah, I know it's suppposed to be S-H-I-N-Y, and that it's an adjective rather than a noun, but shoot, other people get warm fuzzies, or the hots, or things like that. Shineys is a word now, because I said so. So there, nyah.

Oh, one last thing, in case Ryan wanders by and reads this blog, I have only to tell you one thing.

Aardvark.

dyzzyah @ 2005-06-08T21:55:00

2005-06-09T01:58:05Z

Well, I finally did it. Last night, I attended my first belly dancing class. It was fun! I know it's gonna be awkward for a while, but if I'm lucky, I'll cultivate a little bit of grace soon.

dyzzyah @ 2005-06-02T22:11:00

2005-06-03T02:16:17Z

Well, it's been kinda rough lately. Work has been difficult, one of my favorite necklaces (given to me back in high school) broke, my computer needs to be reformatted or reinstalled or some word I don't entirely understand once my files are copied over onto my brother's comp, and I managed to break a pair of pants. Not rip, not tear, but break. How do you break pants? I'm sure I must be rather skilled to have broken pants, but the shame is, those pants fit me best. Ten bucks to fix, I pick 'em up tomorrow.

Going over the numbers, I've realized that I had grossly overestimated the amount of money I can save up in a month. This means dissappointing things as far as the moving-out situation is concerned...and I really, really want to move out soon. This house ain't big enough for two alpha females, and Mom called dibs on this place, so if one of us is going to go, it's gonna have to be me.

In happier news, I make a damn good onigiri.