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You know there are some obvious reasons why being a girl sucks sometimes. Periods, birth control, lesser pay scales etc.
But the latest one is of course bachelor parties! Jack is having a bachelor party in Chicago, and Nina is having a bridal luncheon in Indy. I love Nina and all, but come on! Which one of those sounds cooler? Nina and I are gonna hang out afterward which will be nice. But I wanna get drunk and rowdy in Chicago :(. |
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Mar. 25th, 2009 @ 12:14 am
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In 1998 the company that makes Pyrex sold its consumer products division. Instead of the thermal shock resistant borosilicate glass, Pyrex is now made with tempered soda lime glass.
I was pouring hot butter into my measuring cup, and it exploded. Isn't it exciting when a product that is produced under a brand name for years changes its production method to something cheaper that is less safe? Tomorrow I'm tracking down an actual borosilicate glass measuring cup. |
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Feb. 21st, 2009 @ 11:03 am
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Last night my boyfriend totally defended my honor.
Tim (my boss) called me a slut last week, even though he's slept with twice as many boys. I told Mark he should beat Tim up. Mark declined because he didn't want to commit a hate crime. So then I suggested they make D&D characters instead and have a duel. Last night they met on the field of battle. Tim's half-elf sorcerer dished out quite a bit of damage, but Mark's dwarf ranger withstood it and emerged triumphant.
Also Tim took me out to dinner at Le Petit Cafe last night. Sooooo good. |
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Jan. 17th, 2009 @ 12:41 pm
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The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you.
This offer does have some restrictions and limitations: - I make no guarantees that you will like what I make! - What I create will be just for you. - It'll be done this year. - You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure! - I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
The catch? Oh, the catch is that you have to put this in your journal as well. We all can make stuff! |
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Dec. 20th, 2008 @ 12:03 pm
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Con: Dating a guy who lives with his parents. Pro: Hot tub access. |
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The kitchen is usable for the first time in a long time...can't wait to trash it tomorrow :).
Nov. 26th, 2008 @ 11:05 pm
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I have a headache.
Nov. 23rd, 2008 @ 05:36 pm
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Nov. 6th, 2008 @ 12:01 am
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"George Bush has fucked up so bad he's made it hard for a white man to run for president." - Chris Rock
Oct. 25th, 2008 @ 11:50 pm
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Things have been pretty chill for the past few days. Being released from the vigil was a good thing. My relatives are finally getting some rest. A family friend was kind enough to arrange the memorial service tonight at the Colombia Club; so that's saved everyone some energy. I'm still really tired though. I went out last ngiht with Solomon and Matt. There was a moderate amount of raging; Solomon beat me soundly at pool.
I dunno what else I'm just tired and not looking forward to cleaning or selling or really anything involving the house.
Oct. 24th, 2008 @ 02:33 pm
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Dad died.
Oct. 20th, 2008 @ 09:13 pm
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Grab the nearest book. * Open the book to page 56. * Find the fifth sentence. * Post the text of the next seven sentences in your journal along with these instructions. * Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
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Oct. 10th, 2008 @ 01:14 pm
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Supposed to have gone to Indy today, but I was too sick. On the other hand I've definitely got a job now. :)
Oct. 4th, 2008 @ 02:15 am
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Aug. 19th, 2008 @ 03:12 pm
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Sean: Hey Bridget you can sew. Will you make this kimono for me? I want it as a costume but realized I wasn't going to have time to finish it. I'll bribe you. Me: Sure Sean: I did some cutting, and I decided to cut the back as one piece. Cause I didn't want to sew it. Me. Ok. I guess that will make it easier.
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Me at 4:30am. After an already stressful week. Thinking as loud as I can: OMG, WHY WOULD YOU CHANGE THE PATTERN NOW THE ENTIRE NECKLINE IS OFF BY OVER AN INCH AND A HALF. WHY?
The lesson: I may sew something for someone again, but only if they haven't messed with it in anyway. Also because Sean cut the back and front in one giant piece it meant there wasn't enough fabric to properly cut one of the pieces that needed to be cut on the fold.
Aug. 10th, 2008 @ 05:01 am
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Dad is back in the hospital. He has labored breathing and his fingertips are blue. He's supposed to go into surgery Tuesday for a hepatic arterial chemoembolization. I'm heading up to Indy tomorrow.
Aug. 3rd, 2008 @ 06:41 pm
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I'm trying to figure out why guitars make guys seem attractive. I was just watching a Cars video on youtube and was thinking Ric Ocasek was kind of cute. Seriously though he's not at all. What the hell?
I made zucchini parmesan last night and called Dave an asshole when he told me "its no worse than eggplant parmesan." For the record he loves eggplant parmesan. Sometimes I think he is just incapable of complimenting me.
Chicago was rad. My Dad is making up stuff in his head. He told several people that I was in a dress reherasal for a play last weekend.
Jul. 31st, 2008 @ 02:26 pm
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So Jill, Jacob, Clara, Ursula, and Steve left this week...umm WTF?
Jul. 31st, 2008 @ 05:01 am
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At least I'm back home now with the kitties.
Jul. 24th, 2008 @ 03:56 pm
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So it looks like I'm in Indy until tomorrow afternoon. My Dad is on a heparin drip to break up the blood clot in his lung. He got in a shouting match with his sister Carol today and told her not to call back. Evidently, she said something to the effect of "you should be getting up every 30 mins and walking." Dad can't even get up and walk to the bathroom; it exhausts him and the pain shoots up to a 9/10 when he tries to stand. Its clear Carol is just trying to be helpful, but she's driving him crazy with all her suggestions.
My Dad is getting the roof fixed, and I woke up this morning to loud banging above me. Apparently the section of roof right above my bedroom was the last bit to be done. Totally creepy waking up and seeing a silhouette of a guy on the venetian blinds (my bedroom is on the second floor).
I miss the kitties.
Jul. 23rd, 2008 @ 03:42 pm
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