Bumbershoot! (Mostly sucks, but at least there's comedy!)

So the Bumbershoot Schedule is now online . Once again the music is pathetic (apart from the Pixies, of course) but the comedy stage is OUTSTANDING! So undoubtedly, Faye and I will be comedy groupies for the 3rd year in a row. Fred Armisen! (best known for being the funniest guy no one knows on Saturday Night Live) Chris Hardwick! (sadly best known as the host of MTV's Singled Out) And of course, our personal favorite: Zach Galifianakis! (Best known as the guy who's totally slumming on TV's Tru Calling). Maybe we can meet Zach again, or ask Chris Hardwick to be in our zombie movie (or at least tell him we loved his work in House of 1000 Corpses). Hooray for comedy!

Meme coming soon.

Denial Climactic Asocial

So I just slammed my thumb in a drawer. How delightful.

Don't have much to say this morning which is probably for the best because I have to make a bunch of brochures before 3:00. This is a job which is needlessly time consuming (I say needlessly because we COULD just bring these things to kinkos and get them copied and bound), but no, I have to print them off one by one, collate them because there's some weird glich that won't allow the printer to do it manually, hole punch each page, and bind them myself. The whole process takes about 3 hours for me to make 10 books because the phone keeps ringing and people keep giving me other jobs that need to be done NOW! This is why I had previously delegated this task to the intern. But since the bitch quit with NO notice whatsoever, I am back to doing them myself. I am not pleased.

Anyway, after I finish this crap and go get my bangs trimmed I will be back with a lovely little meme you all adore so much.

My thumb is now swollen and purple. Hooray!

50 short questions to get through the afternoon

1. Your name spelled backwards.
Acissej. Or Ssej for short.

2. Where were your parents born?
Da: Rochester, NY. Mum: Somewheres, Maryland

3. What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?
Some guy's screenplay that I have to edit.

4. What's your favorite restaurant?
I like too many different foods to say for sure but some favorites include: Annapurna, that Pho place on Broadway, Golden Singha, Roti, and new favorite Queen Sheba.

5. Last time you swam in a pool?
When I first moved into my last apartment.

6. Have you ever been in a school play?
I was in Alice In Wonderland in 6th grade. I wore an adorable duck suit.

7. How many kids do you want?
As few as possible.

8. Type of music you dislike most?
Modern Country.

9.Are you registered to vote?
AbsolFUCKINGlutely.

10. Do you have cable?
AbsoFUCKINGlutely.

11. Have you ever ridden on a moped?
No. But I did ride on the back of a honda bike once.

12. Ever prank call anybody?
In middle school. Lame.

13. Ever get a parking ticket?
Yes. I live in Capital Hill and I had a car. It's impossible not too. Goddamned parking facists.

14. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
Maybe if I was drunk…

15. Furthest place you ever traveled.
Prague.

16. Do you have a garden?
There are a few house plants. If I put them outside, would that be a garden?

17. What's your favorite comic strip?
Outland/Bloom County

18. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?
Doesn't every American? It's ingrained into our little heads from Kindergarden on. I think a better question would be “Do you know funny alternative words to the national anthem?”

19. Bath or Shower, morning or night?
Shower morning.

20. Best movie you've seen in the past month?
“Abre Los Ohos”

21. Favorite pizza topping?
This one's been done. Pineapple, mushrooms and jalapenos.

22. Chips or popcorn?
Depends, but I crave popcorn more often.

23. What color lipstick do you usually wear?
Cheap and slutty.

24. Have you ever smoked peanut shells?
Do people do that? I tried smoking banana peels (in between meals) and catnip.

25. Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?
hahahahahaha

26. Orange Juice or apple?
I like both. Sue me. I mean it.

27. Who was the last person you went out to dinner with and where did you dine?
I went to the Canterbury with Faye. We'd only been there once before and didn't like it. It was probably the company then because this time it was AWESOME! They have Strongbow on tap and breakfast all day!

28. Favorite type chocolate bar?
I…don't…know! Why do you keep asking me about food?!

29. When was the last time you voted at the polls?
I vote every time I can, but it's always by absentee because I'm lazy.

30. Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?
I have NO idea.

31. Have you ever won a trophy?
No. There aren't many sports leagues for gimps and my IQ is too high to be in the Special olympics.

32. Are you a good cook?
Yes but I'm lazy.

33. Do you know how to pump your own gas?
Put the thing in the hole!

34. Ever order an article from an infomercial?
YES!!! My ab slide (used it every day since, for 4 years), the Sounds of The 80's collection from Time Life (rules!), the Handistitch (broke after one use) and I'm THIS close to ordering the goddamned Magic Bullet. “Dinnah is such a production!”.

35. Sprite or 7-up?
Sprite.

36. Have you ever had to wear a uniform to work?
University of Puget Sound Dining Services.

37. Last thing you bought at a pharmacy?
Everything. Mostly stockings.

38. Ever throw up in public?
Yes, but I had just had knee surgery and was reacting badly to the anesthesia so I think it was justified.

39. Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love?
Aw…can't I have both?!

40. Do you believe in love at first sight?
No, but I do believe in crazy monkey sex desire at first site!

41. Ever call a 1-900 number?
Only the 800 numbers that look like free porn until they say “To hear more from Tabby, please enter your credit card number now”.

42. Can ex's be friends?
Yes!

43. Have you ever been admitted into a hostpital? When?
Surgery surgery surgery.

44. Did you have a lot of hair when you were a baby?
Not a LOT but a lot for a baby.

45. What message is on your answering machine?
Boring.

46. What's your all time favorite Saturday Night Live Character?
Time Travellin' Scott Joplin.

47. What was the name of your first pet?
Cinderella. I was 4.

48. What is in your purse?
It's a satchel. Um…book, book of puzzels, pens, chapstick, compact, suncreen/bug repellant, keys, cell phone, day planner, plethora of pharmaceuticals, sunglasses, eyeglasses. I like to be prepared.

49. Favorite thing to do before bedtime?
Monkey sex.

50. What is one thing you are grateful for today?
That I'm not pregnant.

Gladness News

I am officially a mess. As much as I try to separate myself from my mother, I am my mother's daughter and therefore have her genes which means that since, as she grew older, she got weirder and weirder ailments, so shall I. That is why today I have a damned lumpy thing in my throat that makes it hurt when I swollow. It's not a sore throat. It's just a lump that showed up on fever day and has gotten more and more prevalent. I'm hoping it has something to do with the fact that my neck and shoulders are totally locked up because that means that when I go to the chiropractor today: all better! Only time will tell, I guess.

In other news, I finally encountered that Living Peter Pan guy that everyone's been talking about. He was on Conan. And while I am happy that he is doing what he wants to be doing and that he is full of joy and attempting to spread his joy to other people, I find the whole thing a little sad. Not sad in a “pathetic” way. Sad in the sense that I can't imagine him ever finding the life partner that he so truly desires. On his website he has an ISO ad for the “Tinkerbell” to his “Peter Pan”. All he's really asking for is someone who's nice and open minded and can love him for him. He doesn't specify appearance in any way. He's a Christian, but he doesn't say the person has to be Christian as well. It's in stark contract to the superficial, very specific demands of the 10K 4 a wife guy . So unlike the latter, I am really rooting for this Peter Pan dude and hoping he finds someone to love him. But it's hard enough for good people who don't run around town in sparkly costumes. How is this guy supposed to fair any better in the cruel mistress of love? He was all smiles on Conan so maybe it doesn't bother him that much. Still, I might be projecting, but there is an air of deep lonliness to this whole thing that makes me sad. Good luck out there, Fifty-Year-Old Peter Pan Guy! I'm pulling for you!

And we're back

Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says.
“Every conversation I had was with people mumbling something as they blew past me in the hallway”.

Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?
My old clock radio playing “I don't wanna work, I just wanna bang on the drum all day”. Amen to that!

What is the last thing you watched on TV?
“I love the 90's”, I think. It's too soon!

WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what time it is.
4:01

Now look at the clock; what is the actual time?
3:58. Is this fair? I look at the clock all the time anyway, so I could never be too far off.

With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
The radio, my co-workers having a meeting and my boss getting excited about mundane things, traffic outside. Boring boring boring.

When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
About half an hour ago. I went to pick up some tranparencies from Kinkos for my boss and then I snuck on over to Bartell because I'm addicted to shopping at drug stores.

Before you came to this website, what did you look at?
My email for the bazillionth time.

What are you wearing?
Why? Do you want to fuck me? I'll tell you one thing. It's not black!!!

Did you dream last night?
Don't remember, but I'm sure it was either sexual or disturbing or both.

When did you last laugh?
When Faye said “Tell me more about your swollen glands”.

What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Boring office artwork.

Seen anything weird lately?
I saw this retarded asian guy of undetermined age wearing a blue and white checkered jumpsuit and a fanny pack as I walked to work this morning. He had a big gash on his forehead as well. Is that weird or just sad?

What is the last film you saw?
“Igby Goes Down”. Sadly, it wasn't gay porn. If it has been, it probably would have helped. Kieran is by far the hottest Culkin though.

If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?
A house on Capitol Hill with a yard so that I can live there forever and Dom can get a dog.

If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
Get rid of all the hate. I sound like a damned hippie, but it's true. If GW didn't hate, he wouldn't have been able to fuck things up so badly. I don't understand what they mean by “regardless of guilt or politics” so I might have answered this question incorrectly.

Do you like to dance?
Yes, but I look a fool when I do it. Bring on the booze!

Cranelike

So I guess I can't really blame the paint for my illness yesterday. It was just some weird, out of the blue fever/cold. As the day wore on, I got more sore and weak. By the time we got back from shopping, all I could do was lay on the couch and shiver. So finally, I got the idea that I should take my temperature. When I did, it was 99.9. So I took some Tylenol PM and went to bed (at 7:00), having Dom take my temperature every once in a while after that until he went to bed. My temperature climbed to 100.8 at the last check. That's not terribly high for a fever, but generally, my body temperature is pretty low (around 98.1). My whole body ached and I kept thrashing around in my bed, trying to get comfortable and warm. Finally, the tylenol PM kicked in and I was able to sleep. Until the walls started to shake and I woke up in delerium thinking “What the fuck? Am I dreaming?” Then I went out into the living room and Dom was using the power drill to put together our new dinette table. After that, I slept pretty well all night. This morning my fever was gone so I didn't call in sick to work. But I do still feel pretty weak and sore and my glands are pretty swollen still. WHERE DID THIS COME FROM?! I have no idea!! I've got my little space heater on and my hands are still cold so I don't know if it's going to come back or not.
Blah blah blah. I realize this is probably the most boring/whiny post ever. Sorry about that. I'll come back later with (hopefully) something interesting to say.

Metamorphic

Ugh. I feel like crap. This time it wasn't from alcohol either. While I did spend a great deal of my day yesterday pretty damned hungover from Friday (it went away when I had a beer with dinner…naturally), I do beleive my current state was caused by paint fumes. I helped Faye paint her new apartment yesterday and became aware, after a few hours in there, that I was high as a kite. I had to go upstairs and lay down on the carpet, and eventually I had to get out of there. But I don't think I got out of there soon enough. When I went to bed last night (at 11:00!) I fell asleep immediately and proceeded to have the WEIRDEST damn dreams. They weren't exactly scary (me putting the moves on Daniel Radcliffe…ok, that's a little scary. But only because of the potential jail time) but there were some definite disturbing parts (some guy running some sort of amusement park scam wherein he lures children into slavery with clowns). I got wise to his scheme and tried to stop him but I got kidnapped as well and even though Wesley from the Buffyverse was there, he could do nothing to help either. When I woke up, I was still trying to escape. It wasn't working. And now I have a really bad sore throat/cough. I only hope Faye is doing OK cos she has to spend all day today painting as well.
Sorry about that dream recount. I've heard people say one of their least favorite things is hearing about other people's dreams. Hopefully that's not the case. I personally love hearing other people's dreams.
ANYWHO, Friday night was Hedwig and it was amazing. Without Goth Girl's presence, it was easily the best theatrical performance I have ever seen. It is so multi-layered. It's hilarious and the songs rock, but it's also a story about feeling lonely and finding peace within yourself. I think we can all relate to that at least a little bit. (Actually, when I describe it like that, it sounds kinda lame…)
Today Dom and I are going to be “all domestic and shit” and go to Ikea and Target. I hate shopping and I don't relish the notion of going to Ikea, but we really need to go. But first I have to get over these damned paint fumes!

Unopened (fwd) Gushing Squirting jessica

It always creeps me out when my name is in the subject line of a piece of spam email. Especially when I'm apparently both gushing and squirting.

Anywho, as irritating as the phrase “T.G.I.F.” is (as well as the chain), I'm beginning to understand the origin all too well. There is definitely genuine relief when I wake up on Friday morning, knowing I won't have to be back in this place for two days. Especially when this Friday has started off pretty badly. I bought cupcakes for my boss's birthday and the frosting melted and slid off. They look pretty horrorshow at this point. Happy Birthday, boss. Here are some nasty looking cupcakes from your street urchin of an assistant. I found a giant run in my stockings on the way here as well so I had to stop at the drug store to get some replacements. And then I got here, knowing all the work I had to do, feeling relieved that the intern could help me with some of the more mundane tasks, and I found out that she quit yesterday. Threw in the damn towel and she's moving to New York to persue her dream of being a cake decorator. I am not joking. It's strange how she never mentioned this dream in her interview when she was telling me how excited she was about learning more about finance. She told my boss that this internship was “boring”. Well, duh, honey. What did they teach you in business school that made it sound interesting?

I really think this job is making me less clever. It's frustrating. I also realized today that even though it's less painful than most jobs I've had, as far as my day to day duties, it's still a desk job. And since I don't have ANY friends in this office (most people I know have at least one co-worker they can talk to), it's pretty fucking lonely here too. Thank god I have you, livejournal. You're not as nurturing as I would like and you never offer any advice, but you always listen and you never make me feel inferior.

Hedwig is tonight!

n/a

1. Who do you admire the most and why?
I admire lots of different people for lots of different reasons. But one person who comes to mind is my friend Kristie who joined the Peace Corpse and was stationed in Uzbekistan where she was pelted with rocks every day by men who called her a whore, and then she got a stomach parasite and lost 20 pounds (she was very thin to begin with) and she still didn't leave until her village was invaded and evacuated.

2. What would you have as your last meal if you were on death row?
I would say Daal, Garlic Naan and papadums. But it's so hard to find good curry in America that I would be afraid that it would be a waste of a last meal. So maybe just the classic pasta with tomato sauce and garlic bread. That's pretty hard to screw up and always delcious. Especially if the sauce has a loaded gun in it with which I can break out of prison and go on the lam. I'm INNOCENT, I tell you!

3. What is your earliest memory?
It's either watching The Dark Crystal in the theatre or sitting on the front steps of my house in Oregon with my brother. I don't know which came first.

4. If you had 3 wishes, what would your 3rd wish be?
My third wish? Why my third wish? Whatever. Probably for my brother to have a normal life. He pretty much got shat on by a vengeful god.

5. If you had to be blind or deaf, which would you choose?
I'm already losing both and so far the vision is more troublesome. So I'm gonna go with that. Besides, if I were deaf, I would never have to hear another Creed song as long as I lived, so that's gotta be a blessing in disguise.

6. Have you ever been dared to do something where the risk exceeded the reward (ie. jump off a building for a penny)?
I'm not one for doing things that endanger my own life. Especially not for a penny. I'll leave that stuff to the Jackass guys.

7. If you had a superpower, which superpower would it be and why?
I've ALWAYS wanted to be able to stop time like that girl from “Out of This World”. And then I could sleep in every day and still make it to work on time.

8. What is your favourite vegetable?
Can't really go wrong with red peppers.

9. In how many different languages do you know the meaning of at least one word?
Do items on a menu count? Cos that would increase the number. Before menus: 11
After menus: 13

10. What did you want to be when you were a child?
A boy.

11. What one event (if any) would you change in your personal past if you had the power to do it once? Can't think of one specific turning point that I would have changed but I might have told my 7-year-old self to take it easy on the knees.

12. What’s the one question you want to be asked of you in an interview?
Is $500,000 enough for a starting salary?

13. Have you ever cheated death?
Apparently during my first knee surgery, they had a hard time waking me up from general anesthesia. But I obviously don't remember that so it wasn't that scary.

14. What was the most important decision you’ve ever had to make?
Deciding where to go to college. It didn't seem THAT important at the time, but my life would be 100% different if I'd gone to Emerson in Boston instead of UPS in Tacoma.

15. Which sports team do you support the most, and why?
The one with your mom on it.

16. Mobile phones (cellphones) – evil or good?
Both. That's kind of a dumb question to end this meme on. So I'll add one.

Bonus: What movie do they show 24-7 in your own personal hell?
Moulin Rouge.

What the devil does

So my job description is pretty vast. I get to do a lot of random things like plan parties and seminars I won't attend and order the fancy food I won't eat. Today I am looking for an apartment that I will never live in or even see. We have clients in Alaska and we are trying to get more so my boss told me to look for a studio apartment in Anchorage and someone from the office will go up there for a week once a month and stay in this apartment. It's really strange looking for an apartment in a city you've never even been to. I have no idea what a good price for an apartment is, where the good parts of town are or anything like that. I just have to take the ad's word, which makes me nervous. It seems like there aren't NEARLY as many apartments for rent in Anchorage than there are here in Seattle (or even in Tacoma, for that matter).
I also don't like the fact that for every single rental site I go to, (including the Anchorage Daily News Classifieds), I have to register before I can even see what they have. Why do you need to know my gender or date of birth when all I want to know is if you have any furnished studios available?! I've never considered myself a conspiracy theorist, but I can't help but think that somewhere there's a file on me to which they're adding “searched for apartments in Anchorage on July 15, 2004”.