Welcome To My Igloo

I havent been to work since Thursday.  The 28th.  I probably wont have work tomorrow because we have to dig out of this new storm.  I probably wont go to work until the day after tomorrow.  And then I have the day off on Friday.  And then Monday is a holiday.

I’m never going to work, again.

Lol.

I actually got to get out, yesterday.  And I have a doctor’s appointment, today… just as the new snow is supposed to start falling.  Life is interesting.

And ya know?  We probably wont see snowfall like this, again, for another 7 years.  That appears to be the cycle for DC.  And hopefully I wont be in DC in 7 years.  I’ll be in England.

Anyway.  I’m going fucking stir crazy.  Sure, I went outside yesterday, but that’s not enough.  Especially not when I spent all of last week going from a hotel to a building back to the hotel back to the building.  Boring!  Ugh.

I cant wait for spring.  I know, I love winter and how cold and snowy it is.  But I am seriously ready for spring.  I’m gonna take so many pictures of flowers!  Its gonna be great!  Gonna go to Monticello and the Botanical Gardens and the Cherry Blossoms.  Ooo.  Cant wait! 

So.  Yeah.  Welcome to my igloo.  *sigh*

Rawr! The Snow Monster Ate Us!

We ventured outside for all of maybe 20 minutes to dig a tunnel to the sidewalk and clear snow off the deck so it wouldnt collapse.  We took pictures, but seem to have lost the memory card reader.  At some point today, we’re gonna venture out to the road to see how it’s going.  The odds of work tomorrow are pretty low.  And then we’re supposed to get more snow on Tuesday and Wednesday.  Yay winter!

So, thats the past few days.  Haha.  Nothing much to update.

Start Spreadin the News…

I’m leaving tomorrow!

DC is supposed to get a Snowgasm of epic proportions on Friday, so us DCers get to leave tomorrow instead of tossing the dice and chancing getting stuck here in Kansas for the weekend.

So tomorrow is gonna be very long.

I have the training stuff from 6:30am till 4pm and then off to the airport, and then get back to DC around 11ish.  If I’m lucky.

I wont be going to work on Friday.  I’ll just be chillin on the couch with my husband, watching the snow fall and relaxing.  Trying to ignore the fact that I just spent all that time in Kansas, wanting to stab myself in the face.

Anywhoo… that’s tomorrow.  I’m gonna be ridiculously tired.  But at least I wont be stranded in the midwest.  WIN!

This Sucks.

So.

I’m in Kansas.

I got here at 10pm, local time.  After a series of delays, and sitting on the tarmac for forever, we finally took off almost 2 hours after we were supposed to.  I started in DC.  Right, because I live there.  My bags had nowhere to go but from the check-in to the plane.  Which sat there for 2 extra hours.  I got there 4 hours early.  So it had 6 hours to make it to the plane.

Guess what didnt make it to the plane?

My bags.

Did I mention that only 10% of all the passengers actually had their bags?  Ugh.

So, today I have to scramble to find a place to sell me something decent so that I dont look like a ragamuffin.

I also havent eaten since 3ish, yesterday.  I’m gonna throw on some clothes and go get food.

Yay Kansas.

“We’re On A Mission From God.”

Yesterday I ventured to the mall (*gasp*) to buy clothes.

Not just any clothes… but dressy clothes.

They’re for my often mentioned trip to Kansas.  My mission, which I had to choose to accept, was for me to find decent clothes so as not to embarrass my employer.  I found a kick ass pair of pin stripe pants (which M was kind enough to tell me were too long on me) and two button up shirts.

Yaaay for new clothes.  Boo for those clothes being dressy.

Its not that I dont like dressing up; I’ll rock the ball gown dress type thing for the important social occasions.  Its more like, I dont feel comfortable in those clothes.  I feel like I’m lying to people.  I’m so much more comfy and able to do my job when I dont have my shirt riding up my back every 5 minutes.  Dressy clothes are constricting, are made out of itchy, stiff fabric, and sit weirdly on your body.

I’m so much more relaxed in a pair of dark jeans, a “decent” top, and a hoodie for warmth.

What?

In the summer, I wear a pair of dark jeans (or capri’s), a “decent top”, and sandals.

What??

I still look more put together and professional than some of the people I see walking around here.

I just dont feel like playing the game, ya know?  The dog and pony show, where you have to wear a suit and bad shoes to impress someone.  I’d rather they know me for me, and let me skip the week and a half of trying to impress them through clothes.  Thats so effing superficial.

I think ya’lls know where I’m coming from, right?  Anyone out there agree with me?

Anyway.  This is only for a week.  I can do that.

I can.

Really.

Ew... a tie.

I Got “You Betcha”-ed!

So I had to call up Kansas and speak to the hotel dudes about my upcoming stay.  Dude was really nice, and in the end, I got “you betcha”-ed!  I didnt even know they said “you betcha” in Kansas!  I always thought it was a Minnesota thing.  Or Wisconsin thing.

Speaking of random states… I ended up spending a good minute and a half trying to figure out where Cincinnati was.  Its in Ohio.  Yeah.  M makes fun of me, but its not my fault I dont know where states are, or which cities belong where.  I was raised in Europe and South America and Egypt and Korea.  My geography consisted of where Pango Pango is, not which state has… … … see?  I cant even think of a random American city!  I need one of those block puzzles with the states on it that you have to put together.  The kind that little children have.  I need that.

Flying to the middle is gonna be fun.  The work I’m gonna do once I get there, I think, is a little out of my league.  I’ve been trying to ignore it as best as I can, but I seriously dont know how to use some of these extension.  I can make a map… but I dont know how to do much else besides that.  Hopefully no one notices.

I dunno.  Can I blend in?

Nah.  I didnt think so either.

So, Saturday I fly out.  Here’s to an interesting trip.  Hope its stress free.

The Un-Post

This is me writing a post because I feel like I need to, but I actually have nothing to say.

Scratch that.  I have something fantastic to say.  But I cant.  Because its bad luck.  Extrapolate as you will.

Mmm, yeah.  Hopefully I’ll have something cool to say later this week.  Like, about me going to Kansas or something.

Oo, enjoy a picture!

Pretty, right?

I Got Mah Baby Back (Ribs & Computer)

So, Apple called and I have my computer back.  Yaay!  Her lobotomy didnt cost me a penny.  And she even came with Snow Leopard.  Everything on the hard drive was wiped since I have a brand new one, but thankfully, every single one of my pictures gets uploaded to flickr.  Woot.

Oh, right.  Yeah.  I was supposed to go downtown and take pictures of the anti-abortionfest.  Yeah.  What with all the snow and rain and slush falling from the sky, I decided against it.  Smart move.  It was pretty soggy.

Anywho.  Tomorrow we’re gonna have some ribs.  I’ve been wanting them for a long long time, and M picked up two racks for tomorrow’s scarfing.  I also picked up some implements of cole slaw-ization.  We’ll see how that turns out.  Tomorrow is gonna be awesome.

In a week I’m gonna be headed to Kansas.  Its for a whole week, and lately I’ve been feeling like I just dont feel like it.  Lol.  But I’m sure it’ll all be cool.  Right?  Right.

Anywho.  That’s all the news for today.  Ok, not really, but I’m gonna hold off on the really good news for a little bit.  I’ve been bitten before, and I learned my lesson the hard way.

Growl.

Specifically, the growl that Cady Harron makes at Regina George in Mean Girls as she tackles her to the ground.

You remember how less than a year ago I bought that new mac?  Great, good for you, because I had to look it up.  Anyway, I finally got around to updating it last night, since I wanted to access the free digitial copy that Star Trek comes with for my iPod.  I’m working out at work, now and I like to watch movies instead of listening to music.  Anyway.  Right.  So I update it with all the juicy updates that it needs.

And it craps out.

Like, it wont ever actually load the main screen.

It boots and boots and boots and boots and then, 1 time out of 290, it’ll show the screen, but you cant do anything with it, and my background is completely missing.

Not.  Cool.

Especially not cool with the March coming up on Friday.

Which makes me wonder… why the hell is it that my computers crap out right before important photographic things?  I mean, srsly?  You cant pick any other time to have a hissy fit?

I’m not good with electronics.  They break on me at an astonishing rate.  Maybe because I “love them too much”.  Example.  When I was a little kid I had a cd player.  Everyone did.  I went through 4 of them before my dad got me one of those uber shock absorbant waterproof types that you can throw from a building and it wont skip a beat.  I was hot shit. 

Anyway, we’re gonna hit up a genius bar later on today, to try and see if they can revive my little girl.  Its not a big deal if they have to wipe it, since I back up all of my pictures onto Flickr.  The only things I’d lose are some blurry family pictures that I dont have to heart to delete.  Hmm.  And some iTunes songs.  But I can get those back, generally.  iTunes has a memory of whatcha download.

So, that’s my afternoon.  Fun.

Friday Is Gonna Be Interesting…

So.

Friday is the March for Life.  Yesterday I went around the house getting my bag ready, knowing that if I left it to Thursday, I’d be running around not able to find anything.  My NPPA id is ready, and my extra battery is charging.  I have all the essentials in my bag, and have a game plan worked out with M with regards to work.

I’m contemplating bringing my laptop so I can process and upload the pics at the site or right after the event, without having to trudge home and do it there.  But my laptop is heavy, and its gonna be a long enough day without 12 extra lbs in my sack.  Sooo… the jury’s still out on that one.

I’m also worried about my mouth.

Last time, I actually smarted off.  I mean, no one heard me, but I was definitely feeling bitchy about the whole thing.  You can only regret the first 3 abortions (out of 5) before you start to sound like a stupid whore who’s never heard of a condom, and even that is pushing it.

Mm… I need to keep my mouth shut.

Anyway, its supposed to be rainyish/snowyish on Friday.  Just what I need.  A bunch of giant posters of disembodied babies while I’m kneeling in the cold wet slush.  Sounds like fun.  Oo, another reason to not bring my laptop.

This past weekend M and I went to C-ville and chillaxed.  We also went to Woolen Mills, a section of Charlottesville that is mostly forgotten.  I’d always wanted to investigate the crumbling smoke stack that you can see from 64, and Sunday we actually did.  While we didnt get to the really big one on the other side of the creek that feeds into the Rivanna, we did hit up the smaller one next to the train tracks, and got some awesome urban decay shots, as well.

In the summer, I’m totally swimming across and investigating the bigger factory, as well as trespassing into the smaller one.  I couldnt the other day because it was drizzly and I wouldnt have been able to climb back down from the hill that takes you behind the factory.  Its kinda steep.

Anyway, enjoy the shots!

Old rail tracks