Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Some photos from my trip:



Uncaptionable



Trapped inside a garbage compactor, or just sitting in the back of the Worst Car Ever?



The Worst Car Ever has a patch of rust instead of a sunroof



I wish we had gone to this!



The Worst Car Ever: external shot



Bread and Pen mustache



Mario and Wario



Tweedledee and Tweedledum

Is she standing up or sitting down? Haw haw!

Monday, November 19, 2007

Spockolate

Today I tried to ride the bus to work, which would have been a great success if the bus had actually shown up. After a pathetic chain of events involving a ticket machine that only spoke Spanish and a depressing sojourn at a bus stop located under an overpass, I finally walked home and begged Paul to drive me. From there, the day progressed into something that I would liken to a young adult novel where someone endures their first mortifying day at a new junior high school. I immediately made sure to sit on a giant chunk of chocolate, since the only thing that looks better than a wet, tired employee is a wet, tired employee with melted chocolate all over their ass. I was just getting over this when I noticed that my lunch had leaked all over my purse, which now smells like tuna and capers (though, as a bonus I may now enjoy new popularity with the neighborhood cats). The rest is just your typical laundry list of stupid embarrassments: food in teeth, zit on cheek, stuttering, tripping. I skinned my knee? I don't even know how that happened.

Fortunately, I found the chocolate incident to be so hilarious that I was in an A+ mood all day, which turned to A++ after I got home and unearthed this little gem:

Yeah, haw haw, go ahead and make your "some things never change!!!" joke. The point is, I vividly remember this trip because I sat in chocolate and got in all over that jacket! I feel a kinship with my younger self. The fact that I am posing with cardboard Star Trek characters makes it even more perfect.

Home in 2 1/2 days :)

Sunday, November 18, 2007

In Which Various Forms of Chicken Save the Day

Bugh. Ben left for Los Angeles today. The only good that can come from this is the fact that I now enjoy full custody of the chicken-shaped casserole dish that we found by the side of the road a few weeks ago. Luckily, Paul was able to provide hours of entertainment for me today by remaining in a death-like sleep in front of a half-eaten bucket of Popeye's chicken. It's the simple things, I tell you.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Portland, Cincinnati, Chicago, Indianapolis, Atlanta, Portland

Big news! But first, here's a photo of a weasel:



I don't think I'd ever really seen a weasel until the other day, when one happened to be on TV. I always thought they were badger-like, but... no! Weasels!

Anyway, the big news is that I'm coming home for Thanksgiving!

Portland to Cincinnati 11/21/07 11:55 pm - 7:07 am
Cincinnati to Chicago 11/22/07 9:15 am - 9:35 am
Chicago to Indianapolis 11/22/07 10:25 am - 12:25 pm

Indianapolis to Atlanta 11/25/07 2:25 pm - 3:59 pm
Atlanta to Portland 11/25/07 6:49 pm - 9:19 pm

Lalalalala!!!!!






















Sunday, November 04, 2007

Hallowhine

I almost forgot, I have Halloween photos! You can probably already guess what I dressed up as, since I've had the same costume for the past 5 years. I think this also marks five years in a row that I've vowed to dress as Wario (my mentor), without actually making any moves towards building the costume. Maybe next year? I know I'd look great with a foot wide cardboard mustache. Alex, you're obviously Mario.



We went to greatest Halloween party ever, which I've deemed "greatest" solely because it's the only costume party I've ever been to where nobody was dressed as a sexy nurse. LIFE IS WORTH LIVING AGAIN. Ben had no costume, so he borrowed a wolf mask from Kathleen and claimed to be Teen Wolf.


Haw haw!


Corinn, Paul, and Kathleen as Mexican wrestlers



The winners of the "least amount of effort" award pose for a photo



Bjork and "Crazy Eyez Killa" Olsen, having a grand time on the stairs


WHAT ARE YOU DRESSED AS, PINK LADY??



Ricardo en Fuego fears Teen Wolf while Gum studies her scarf.


Boy, did we have a great time.


Unfortunately, Paul's intense look of concentration got him nowhere. He was, as they say, "hosed." Teen Wolf wins again!

Saturday, November 03, 2007

A case of the mondays

This update has been a little late in coming, since after sitting at a computer all day, I really don't feel like sitting at a computer again and typing about how I sit at a computer all day. But anyway, about this job: uh, I have no idea. It's sort of impossible to tell what it's going to be like on a day-to-day basis, and I don't want to make any generalizations because they'll probably turn out to be wrong. However:

1) I'm not sure I actually know what I do for a living.
2) Office comedies are based in truth.
3) 5 cups of coffee a day is too much.
4) They're paying me to go there, and I already have benefits, so by default I LOVE IT SO MUCH.

The first few days I really had almost nothing to do, so I spent a lot of time getting hot drinks, shuffling papers around, and trying to figure out what my department actually does. Those were not good times. They've been keeping me pretty busy for the last few days, though, so things are looking up; once I understand what it is I'm actually supposed to be doing, I think the work itself will be kind of nice. I really, really really like learning about the book industry, and I'm one of those boring people who relishes solitary, detail-oriented tasks, so the job will probably be a good fit (and the management style is extremely hands-off, which is perfect). The people there are friendly but reserved, so I haven't been able to meet too many people, but I'm hoping it will get easier (unfortunately, some of my neighbors seem to be a bit stony-faced, even choosing to skip out on the Halloween party we had during work -- which was on the clock and had a ton of food -- to sit hunched in their cubicles). The people I have talked to have been very kind and willing to help, though.

Anyway, who cares. Last weekend Ben and I went to Forest Park, which is a 5,000 acre forest reserve inside Portland. You drive through downtown, then all of the sudden you're in the middle of an old-growth forest! Look:


Forest Park, by Dolce y Gabbana






PREFONTAINE LIVES!!!


This is the Willamette River, sort of. In the distance you can see all the fall colors of the city and on the horizon is the Cascade mountain range.

I didn't take this photo, but this is Mount Hood over downtown Portland. It's one of my favorite parts of living in Oregon. I see it every day (and it really is this visible, and even prettier in real life) and I still can't get over how beautiful it is. We can see Mount St. Helens from here, too. Sometimes it spews ash! Mountains are neat.