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Friday, July 22, 2005

Ye olde story

My Godson turned 11. (11! Holy crap. How old am I?) We celebrated amongst the knights and wenches at Medieval Times. I really love my Godson. I think I demonstrated it well by only complaining a little bit about the two hours it took me to drive 45 miles. 10 miles in 60 minutes. I love DC traffic. I love everything about DC. So, there I am. Moving in first gear, talking on the cell phone (Yeah, I am THAT girl) to my friend whom I am going to meet. She tells me her folks are running late, too. I tell her I will call when I am close to Medieval Times (MT). I figure I will get there before her folks. I am wrong. So I get to MT and call. No answer. I stand in front looking around like an idiot. No one there. I call again. No answer. Now, you should know that you need a ticket to get into this event. I do not have one. I stood around calling her cell for 15 minutes. Yep, that's how long it took her to answer. I love her, but once she gets things situated for herself, she tends to forget about anyone else. But I finally got in and got to enjoy a super cool show with dancing Andalusian horses and jousting and swordfights and a falconer. The horses were unbelievable. The food was pretty good, too. We had chicken and a rib and everything was very greasy. They only supplied us each with one napkin and a wetnap. not enough, my friends. Especially when the feisty 14 month old pulls the grog mug down and pours the contents out on his mother.
The end.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Apparently, these are the keys to my heart. Hope they look like the Mercedes key. That is a cool looking key.











The Keys to Your Heart



You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

I have some comments about this:
You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. I like people who are their own people. And unmarried and unattached is good. So yeah, I guess this is true.
In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell. No. I hate this. That is just they way my relationships always seem to be. (Hmm, is it me? Oh God, what if I do like it? No. I don't. I don't.)

All the rest of it is true to a tee. Let's find me a date. He's gotta be a hottie too. Actually, no blind dates for me, thanks.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

They must be using me as their model for the sign of cancer

I spent over a grand on my computer yesterday... Hmm.

My horoscope today:
If only you could solve the mystery of the empty wallet! The bills seem to disappear as fast as they're put in. It's not a ghost, but your evil impulse-buying twin. Control this side of yourself for the sake of your bank account.

Hi-Ho the derry-O. The Buggie and the Dell.

I am trying to buy a laptop computer. I went to the usual sites and perused the offerings. At some point I picked Dell to be the supplier of my take-with-me-everywhere-and-do-really-cool-things-with toy, probably because my company uses Dell and if something goes awry, I can beg for help from our crack computer staff. So I spent the whole day configuring different models with the help of two very computer savvy friends. (Thanks!!!)
A couple of important things to know about me is that
1. I am not great with choices. I have a minor panic attack when trying to pick an ice cream flavor from Baskin Robbins 31 flavors to choose from!! It is too hard. What if I get the mint chocolate chip, but as soon as I taste it I realize that the peanut butter fudge ripple would actually suit my palette better? I guess, to summarize, I over-think EVERYTHING!
2. I consult my friends because I really just want them to tell me that the one I picked out is perfect and woo-hoo, way to pick ‘em, baby! But instead, I have intelligent friends. And I usually pick the ones who have an interest in whatever it is I am seeking help on and therefore, they have all sorts of ideas. And I come unglued and don’t buy anything at all. I am exceptionally bad when it comes to buying expensive things, because my over-thinking ways have a tendency of making me sweat and then decide that AUGH! It’s too hard. Never mind! I can’t be allowed too many choices. I need to pick what I want and go with it so that I don’t regret it later. But while an over-thinker I may be, once I make my mind up about something, I am usually set. (Stubborn German!) So my wish for today is that I would not be an over-thinker. Life would be sooo much easier. (Yeah, I’m neurotic. Lemme alone.)

I did finally buy one last night. It is HIGH END! And I think I got a good deal. only issue... I won't get it until middle of August. Dernit. I want my stinking toy now!

Sunday, July 17, 2005

I'm just not a good sale shopper.

Aw man! I got up early to do some damage on Bluefly this morning and nothing that I want is on sale. I got an email saying that www.bluefly.com was having a private 30% off sale that started at 7am today and went until 6am tomorrow. BUT I LIKED NOTHING! Guess I will save my money for those cowboy boots. And go back to bed...