Right Now

wearing: Black skirt, black top, white stockings, mary janes. I don't think there's any real surprise here.
music: The sounds coming from the conference room.
thinking of: what I can do on my break
feeling: uninspired. covered this.

Last thing you…

bought: A diet coke for Fancy McClientpants
did: found this meme.
read: The Black Table
watched on tv: A little bit of “Rock Star” on VH1 last night. I think it's funny.

Either/Or

club or house party: House.
tea or coffee: Depends on what kind of boost I need. Coffee is for more dire situations.
high achiever or easy-going: How are these opposites? I'd like to think I'm fairly easy going without being TOTALLY unmotivated. But then again, who knows? I'm certainly not motivated in this office.
cats or dogs: I like both. I've always had cats so it's hard to say. I would like a dog at some point when I have a yard.
pen or pencil: pen
gloves or mittens: Gloves. I don't need anything hindering my dexterity. I'm lacking in that area enough as it is.
food or candy: This is stupid. No one eats candy INSTEAD of food. If they do, they probably won't live that long.
cassette or cd: I finally gave up on making people mix tapes. But there will always be a special place in my heart for cassettes. I still have two boxes of the things and they aren't going anywhere.
snuff or cigarettes: Eh?
coke or pepsi: coke
matches or a lighter: Lighter. I need to get one of these.
Sunset Beach or The Bold And The Beautiful: Um…I watched Days Of Our Lives for a bit in college. Every once in a while, I read the headlines on the covers of the magazines at grocery stores and it looks like the plot hasn't advanced at all.
Ricki Lake or Oprah Winfrey: How old is this thing? The Tony Danza Show.

Who Do You Want to…

kill: Whoever convinced Trey and Matt to re-make Cannibal: The Musical.
hear from: Pegg and Wright after this Thursday.
look like: A slightly smaller-boobed version of me.
be like: Lil Bow Wow.

LAST

last movie you saw: “Invincible” by Werner Hertzog. Meh.
last movie you saw on the big screen: Still Anchorman. But it looks like Faye and I may finally succumb to the Napoleon Dynamite craze.
last phone number you called: I tried to call home yesterday and misdialed my number. I got a very confused guy.
last thing you had to drink: Water, Helen. Water.
last thing you ate: My grandma's potato chowder.
last time you showered: This morning.
last time you cried: When the rats came home from summer camp and I thought they hated it at the new house.
last time you smiled: When I thought about Faye's suggestion of advertising Shakyface.com with stickers. A picture of Gene on there posted on every phone poll and bus stop in town is just the trick!
last time you laughed: When I saw the “sticker” Faye made for Shakyface.com
last thing you said: “Ken's in a meeting right now. Would you like his voicemail?” Ugh!
last person you talked to online: Jacob, ages ago. I don't chat on line very often.
last thing you smelled: Your mom.

Do you…

have a dream that keeps coming back: Not an exact dream but I have common anxiety dreams wherein things, people, aliens, ex-boyfriends and spider man are trying to kill me.
believe there is life on other planets: I believe it's possible . Don't tell Gene.
read the newspaper: Just on the internet. I suck.
have any gay or lesbian friends: Of course. What is this, this 50's? Everyone probably has at least one gay friend whether they know it or not. It's just statistics.
believe in miracles: Where you from, you sexy thing?
believe it's possible to remain faithful forever: Yes, but I'm sure it's not easy.
consider yourself tolerant of others: Define “tolerant”.
consider police a friend or foe: Mostly foe, although I wish it weren't so. I'm looking at you, Eastern Washington Cops.
like the taste of alcohol: All too well, my cruel mistress.
have a favorite Stooge: Not really.
believe in astrology: It's seems pretty odd that all virgos are anal like that, but my logic dictates that it shouldn't be so. I don't know, ok!
believe in magic: Only in a young girl's heart. I'll stop using song lyrics as answers now.
pray: Hell no. Hell being the operative word.
go to church: See above.
have a degree: Yes. But you wouldn't know it by my job.
talk to strangers who instant message you: No, because they will always end up asking me what I'm wearing and I just know they'd be so disappointed to find out that I'm over 18.
wear hats: Only if it's so cold that I have to. Because I have a small head and they make me look like a tool.
wish on stars: No. But I do wish on Link and 11:11.
like your handwriting: My chicken scratch is very endearing. Plus, I can pretend I'm a boy
believe in witches: I'd like to, but no.
believe in Satan: George W. seems like a likely candidate.
believe in ghosts: When Faye tells me her stories I do.
trust others easily: If I get a good vibe from them.
like sarcasm: If it's done correctly. (i.e. NOT Chandler on Friends)
take walks in the rain: I live in Seattle and don't have a car so the answer is yes.
kiss with your eyes closed: Yes.
sing in the shower: If the mood strikes me.

August 10, 2004
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1. Take your LJ username and replace each letter with the corresponding number (A=1, B=2, etc…).

the_baxter = 20 8 5 2 1 24 20 5 18

2.Add all of the numbers together to create a kind of super number.
103

3. Make a note of the first digit of this number, then add the digits of the number together.
First digit is 1.

1 + 0 + 3 = 4.

4. Find the post of this number in your LJ. If you don't have that many posts, add the digits together again. Keep doing so until the number is smaller than your number of posts.
My fourth post was entitled “Mutilated Muffins!”, posted on Tuesday July 6th, 2004.

5. Take the digit you noted in step 3, and count that many words into the post.
My word is Tired

6. Use the resulting word in a Google Image Search, and select a picture from the first page.
Post the results for us all to see.

August 9, 2004
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This one might be fun and mindless. And I'm definitely in that mindframe right now. Let's have a go, shall we?

FIRSTS
First job: If babysitting doesn't count, my first job was as a housekeeper in a bed and breakfast in Tacoma. The best thing about it was the tips. Rich people stayed there and left me anywhere from $5-20 for cleaning their rooms. The worst part was that sometimes really old people would stay there for extended periods of time and made the room smell like death. That sounds mean, but it was a really bad smell.

First screen name: It was LintIsGod on AOL. I was really into Rancid and Operation Ivy at the time and that was Tim Armstrong's nickname. And I was a freak. That account might still work cos it was a sub-account under my dad's and he still uses his.

First self-purchased CD: It was In Utero by Nirvana. I didn't make the switch from cassette to CD for a long time. Even after that, I held on the to beauty of the mix tape until a few years ago. I made one too many tapes for people who said “Oh, thanks, but I don't have a tape player”. All that work and they wouldn't even listen to it! That hurts. So I gave up the lost art of tape making. CD making is almost as cool, but since tape making is so much work, I always thought it was one of the most heartfelt gifts you could give or receive. I still have ALL the tapes anyone ever made me.

First piercing/tattoo: I got my ears pierced when I was 12. I didn't really want it and I never wear earrings so I think my holes have closed up by now. I got my first tattoo on my 19th birthday after putting a LOT of thought into what I was going to get. I got a shooting star on my lower back to remind me that life is fleeting. That's just the sort of cheesy thing a 19-year-old would do. But I don't regret it cos I still like the look of the thing.

First true love: I thought I was in love twice before I had my first long-term relationship at 19. Who knows, though. Does “true love” mean they aren't bastards to you? Cos in that case it was definitely when I was 19.

First enemy: Hehe. This makes me laugh. When I was a sophomore in high school, I had been doing the “rebel” image for 2 years. I was the only one in my school with a pair of Doc Martens. I can say that with confidence because there were only about 1000 people in my school. Only 500 in grades 9-12. One day, I noticed an 8th grader wearing a pair of docs. She had little red streaks in her hair like mine as well. I started calling her “My Clone”. She caught wind of it and was PISSED. Turns out before then she thought I was cool. But after she heard I called her “My Clone” she decided she hated me and I had to pay. One day, we were at the same rock show. She came up to me and said she wanted to “kick my ass”. I had never been in a fight and certainly didn't intend to start with this little kid. I said “I'm not going to fight you, little girl.” This made her even more angry and she kept trying to get me to go outside. But me and my friends just kept laughing at her and finally she gave up. I think she was pretty embarassed after that and never talked to me again. I don't know if she's my first “enemy” but that's what I thought of when I read that question, so there it is.

LASTS

Last big car ride: Stabbin' Cabbin!

Last kiss: This morning when Dom and I left for work. Awwww! [barf]

Last library book checked out: “The Martian Chronicles”. I'm reading it right now and loving it! I read it when I was a kid and thought it was boring but reading it now, I understand why. It's pretty chock full of socialist metaphor.

Last movie seen: Anchorpoop.

Last beverage drank: Water. Boring.

Last food consumed: Some really gross rice crackers that were badly in need of some MSG.

Last phone call: Does my job count? A co-worker in Portland asking me to fax some documents to him. If that doesn't count then…I don't know. Who cares?

Last CD played: Pulp “This Is Hardcore”. The older I get, the more I relate to that album. Is that scary?

Last annoyance: Being at work.

Last pop drank: Safeway Select Cola at some point over the weekend. I've really been curbing my soda intake. Good for me.

Last ice cream eaten: A little homemade sundae last week.

Last time scolded: I don't know, but I'm sure it had to do with something at work and I'm sure it was by the 'Lilest Dictator.

Last shirt worn: The one that's on me.

I…
I am: bored.

I want: To be at home.

I have: A lot of work to do.

I wish: I didn't have a lot of work to do.

I hate: this job

I fear: Getting caught not doing work.

I hear: “Band on the Run” on the radio. I hear it at least once a day as well. Hooray for radio rotation.

I search: For another word for “chums”.

I regret: Trying to talk down the price of that Crispin Glover painting.

I love: Sleeping in.

I always: Eat breakfast

I never: Vote Republican

I dance: Like the wave of the ocean romance.

I sing: Like a lark.

I cry: At certain episodes of Buffy The Vampire Slayer

YES or NO:

You keep a diary: Does this thing count? Cos if not, I have my jounals full of terribly poetry from when I was depressed as well.

You like to cook: Yes

You have a secret you have not shared with anyone: I'm sure there must be something, but it's not intentional. I don't like to keep secrets. They make me feel dirty. And not in that good, Xtina Aguliera kinda way.

DO YOU…?

Have a crush: Many. I'm a very lusty person. I also have lots of non-sexual crushes.

Want to get married: Not especially.

Get motion sickness: Sometimes, but I'm usually asking for it by reading in the car.

You’re a health freak: “Do you you're a health freak”. That doesn't make any sense, but ok. I'm becoming one as I age and my body starts falling apart. I dont like it though. The ice cream calleth.

FAVORITES
Number: The one that means I won.

Color: Red

Day: We've covered this. The ones where I don't have to work.

Month: They're all good in their own way.

Songs: The ones that I like.

Season: See question about months.

Drink: The good thing about drinks is that there are so many of them and they all serve a different function. Milk is very different from water but I love them both. Take that, meme.

Alcohol: The kind that doesn't give me a horrible raging hangover in the morning.

PREFERENCES
Cuddle or make out: Both are pretty good.

Chocolate milk or hot chocolate: Cocoa.

Milk, dark, or white chocolate: Milk.

Vanilla or chocolate: Depends on what the vanilla is in.

IN THE LAST 24 HRS, HAVE YOU…

Cried? I got a little misty when I got an email from my friend who told me his father had passed away. I never met his father, but the email itself was a sort of eulogy and it was very beautiful.

Helped someone? I made Dom some toast last night. Not exactly nobel prize winning stuff but it's something.

Bought something? Of course. It's pretty hard to get through a day w/o money changing hands for something or other. I bought some orange juice this morning.

Gotten sick? Just got over something, actually.

Gone to the movies? Sadly, no.

Said ‘I love you’?: Yes.

Written a real letter: Not yet, but I'm about to write my PETA action letters.

Talked to an ex?: Yes.

Missed an ex?: Yes but not like that. We're friends now.

Written in a journal?: Does this count?

Had a serious talk?: How serious? Only if “we're poor” counts.

Missed someone? Yes.

Hugged someone? Yes

Is that the end? That ended up being kinda long. But only because I feel the need to expound on everything. Hopefully some of you will enjoy this one.

August 4, 2004
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Here's 10 questions that have nothing to do with anything or each other. Rawk!

1. An artist paints your portrait while you are engaging in one of your favorite activities…what would you be doing? What would the title of the portrait be? I would be lazing out on the couch watching “Best Week Ever” on VH1. It would be called “Wasted Youth”.

2. You come in a bottle and you have magical properties, what are you? Examples: genie, pancake syrup, etc… What would be on your instruction label? Coming in a bottle gives you magic properties?! Wow! But seriously, I would be HP sauce. Those who consume me (preferably on beans on toast) would become British. My bottle would say “Now with 50% more carbs. Shake well before each use.”

3. You've just been selected as a poster child for a make-believe organization. What is the organization and why have they specifically chosen you? I am the poster child for pretending I'm working when I'm actually filling out memes. It would be the Association for Apathetic Society.

4. “You can fly, you can fly, you can fly”! …and you are NOT Peter Pan! Who or what are you? Richard Branson.

5. If you had a vanity horn on your vehicle (one which plays a song) what song would your horn blow to announce your arrival? Eye of the Tiger.

6. You have the opportunity to make a movie with your favorite star, who would the star be and what would the title and the tag line be? Example: Richard Dreyfuss :: Jaws :: Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water Obviously I would make a movie with Crispin Glover in it. It would be called “Rice Crispy's” and the tagline would be “Crap, snackle and mop”. It would be a documentary wherein I eat brunch with Crispy at Werner Hertzog's house. Jeff Goldblum would also be there.

7. The lead story on the Eleven O'Clock News is about you … what have you done? “Filmmakers Baz Luhrman and M. Night Shlamalalalan have been bludgeoned to death by an unidentified assassin. The only clues to this horrible murder are in a polemic letter left by the assassin at the scene of the crime, wherein the killer claimed the filmmakers films were actually “turds dressed up as christmas presents” and they were “shitting in the mouths of America and calling it a sundae”. The manhunt is on to find the murder of these two beloved artists. We will bring you updates as they arrive.

8. Blue laws are absolutely ridiculous laws that are still in law books across the nation. Example: In Devon, Connecticut, it is unlawful to walk backwards after sunset. Pick something that annoys the heck out of you and write the law against it. It is unlawful to wear those goddamned little “O.C.” frilly skirts that barely cover your ass and make you look sluttier than a drunken Paris Hilton. Especially if you are over 20 or under 18.

9. If you were in the story Alice In Wonderland, what character would you be and why? The dormouse. I like to sleep in teapots.

10. If it did make a sound, what sound would your head make when you shake it? It would make pooping sounds because pooping sounds are funny.

August 2, 2004
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There is a movie being made about your life. Cast all the following parts. You can pick any actor or actress dead or alive, young or old. (I am going to make this specific to the people reading this blog to make it more interesting…to me. In your own responses, feel free to change family members and friends to people relevent to you)

1. You? Why? Fat Thora Birch because we are similar looking (or so I’m told). And I already know that she can play dorky.

2. your love interest? Why? Dom would be played by Tobey Maguire because that is funny to me. And then Dominic Monaghan playing himself would show up and fall in love with me and I’d have to let him down easy.

3. your best friend? Why? Faye would be played by young Jane Curtain because they are similar looking and Jane Curtain is witty and funny enough.

4. your enemy? Why? Lucy Liu. Cos she can be pretty damned evil if she wants to be. And also spoiled.

5. other friends? Why? Jacob would be played by his doppleganger on Queer Eye because, duh. Frank would be played by young Elvis. Elyse would be played by Marisa Tomei because she’s Italian (and she would win an oscar for it as well). Gene would be played by James Spader. I’m having a really hard time casting my friends which is weird considering that Faye and I used to sit around and decide who would play our friends in movies all the time. I might come back and add more friends later. Pam: Miranda Otto. Sherrard: Young Paul Simon or Rick Moranis :p

6. family members? Why?
My Mom would be played by Debbie Harry in her current age because they look somewhat similar and I think Debbie could do the crazy.
My dad would be played by Dr. Drew.
My brother would be played by Corey Feldman in his “most traumatic role ever”. Only Faye is going to get that.
My stepmom would be played by Katherine Zeta Jones because Hollywood is like that.
My dad’s mom would be played by that sweet old lady that played Happy’s grandmother in Happy Gilmore because she plays all the nice old ladies in Hollywood (as well as scary old ladies in David Lynch movies).

July 30, 2004
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=====Freshman in College=====
I was still gun shy around people because of high school. So I assumed that everyone would hate me automatically. Therefore, I walked around with a scowl on my face as a “don't fuck with me” defense mechanism, even though I was actually very nice. Therefore, Faye, who lived right down the hall from me in my dorm, was afraid of me. She was further freaked out by the fact that my dysfunctional boyfriend at the time liked to pick fights and yell at me in the hallway in the middle of night. I think a lot of other people were too. A good memory of freshman year would be meeting my friend Kristie at “Passages” and us being anti-social and wandering around talking and makeing fun of other people. Amazing how college is so like high school in a lot of ways.

=====Sophomore in College=====
Hanging out every day and night at “The Halfway House”, where 4 of my friends lived together on campus. Getting high and drinking and crashing and just feeling generally like a part of something. I also met my first long-term boyfriend there and that courtship was pretty fun.

=====Junior in College=====
Living with Kristie in “The Hovel” which was an on-campus “house” converted from a storage shed. They tore it down at the end of the year. Kristie and I would bake brunch every Sunday and invite people over. Skipping class to hang out with Frank. Funny how none of my memories involve academics.

=====Senior in College=====
Once again becoming a part of a group in “Posse House”. Becoming friends with Faye (through a mutual dysfunctional friend), meeting Jacob and various other people, hanging out every day at Posse House. Barry Bauska's classes. Having my first panic attack over graduating (which didn't stop after graduation). Walking around all of Tacoma after graduation with Faye looking at all the places we'd lived whilst there, too many memories to write down. Happy and sad. Someday college will be the same as elemenary school is for me in the sense that I will be able to boil it all down to one or two defining moments. But for now, I think it's all too fresh to do that. Somehow it still bleeds into my every day life. Probably has a lot to do with the fact that I still hang out with college friends.

Other people can add new categories if they want. Like post graduate etc. But I think I'm done for now because this meme is making me sad.

July 28, 2004
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==SCHOOL AFTER HIGH SCHOOL==

Rediculous. That is way too broad. Especially since I've been to two colleges now. So I'll just say this: I miss school. I miss having very little responsibility and being able to stay up late drinking on a Wednesday and make it to my 8:00am class the next morning with no hangover. I miss Spring Break. Being an adult sucks.

==DESCRIBE TWO MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY PARTIES OF YOURS==

1)My 16th. I smoked my first joint and I made a vow to lose my virginity by the end of the year, which I did.
2)My 21st, of course. I went to The Owl & Thisle, everyone bought me drinks, and I had a fantastic time. Drinking in a bar was every bit as cool as I'd suspected it was.

==DESCRIBE GETTING YOUR DRIVERS’ LICENSE==

Rather anticlimactic, actually. I was a year younger than everyone in my grade so I took driver's ed a year before I could take my test. I got my learner's when I was 16 and my parents told me that I wouldn't be able to take the car out by myself till my senior year anyway, so I figured there was no point getting my license till then. So I was 17 when I got my license and everyone else had been driving for 2 years. Turns out I'm a terrible driver anyway so now I do it as little as possible

==EVER DONE ANYTHING CRAZY TO GET YOUR CRUSH’S ATTENTION? IF SO, WHAT?==

I was dropping hints like crazy to this guy in college. I had just broken up with a boyfriend of two years (and by “just broken up” I mean it was several months later and I had finally been able to stop crying long enough to try and find a rebound. I found one in this silly little freshman, thinking it would be pretty easy. I just wanted to make out with him a few times and be done with it. Well, my hinting was fruitless, so finally, I just told everyone I knew to tell him that if he wanted, I would make out with him, no strings. He started flirting with me all the time but STILL nothing ever happened and he avoided all situations in which we could be alone together. So I gave up. Just about that time, my senior year was almost over and he came to a graduation party at my friend's house. After everyone was asleep, and we were lying on the couch, he made his move. It was a horrible disaster and was over in 10 minutes (I might be being liberal with the time). Luckily, I never really had to see him again after that. Worst. Rebound. Ever.

==DESCRIBE A FUN VACATION YOU’VE TAKEN==

Just had a blast in Eastern Washington at the Stabbin' Cabbin. See previous journal entry.

==WHAT CITIES HAVE YOU LIVED IN?==

Dallas, TX (baby), Beaverton, OR (2-4), Huntsville, AL (4-8), Flower Mount, TX (8), Richmond, VA (9-17), Tacoma, WA (17-22), London, UK (22), Seattle, WA (23-present).

==HOW DID YOU MEET ALL YOUR FRIENDS?==

Mostly through college or through film projects. Come on, you all know how I met you guys.

==ACTIVITIES==

Yes.

==FIRST KISS==

My first organized kiss was playing spin the bottle at Hippie Camp. I was 14. His name was Daniel. He liked my friend. A few days later, a 13 year old named Robbie kissed me on his own accord after the square dance. He later gave me poison ivy.

==JOBS==

Jesus. This won't be fun for anyone to read so I'll try to keep in breif. I babysat in high school. I worked at a B&B my freshman year of college. I worked for food services in college. I tempted at a billion places after college, including whilst in London, I worked for 5 minutes at a TV production company in Seattle that makes stupid reality shows. Then I got the sack and now I work in my present version of hell.

I liked part 1 of this a lot better.

July 27, 2004
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