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Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Off to see the wizard

We're off to see the wizard! Seriously, a taxi's picking us up in like 20 minutes to take us to the airport as we're leaving on a jet plane for the Sunflower State in a couple of hours. I'll try to update somewhat regularly while we're there - how often depends on internet access at the 'rents and the family frustration level.

Don't I look excited:

(Note to self: Do you have to look 33? Use more concealer!)

Saturday, December 09, 2006

My new toy...

I did it - I went out and bought myself a little digital camera so as to finally be a part of the 21st century. I'm still figuring things out with it, but so far I like it. Here's one of the first pictures I took:

It's at my new favorite cafe around the corner, a great place for wine or coffee.
And here's a beautiful one of me (yay me for getting rid of the red eyes):

I hope to God I look a bit more awake after the latte.

Friday, December 08, 2006

Grow up, 33-year-old bitch...

The Doctor's just celebrated a Schnapszahl, as they say in German, and the 3 glasses of white wine are currently inhibiting any rational thought. I've had a great birthday. But still having deep thoughts, as I'm currently listening to Ben Folds Five's Brick, which always brings back the deep thoughts. Should spend more time listening to the other stuff on the ole player. Like Alan Parsons. I'll leave my music taste open to my reader's (or is it readers'?!) comments...

Sunday, December 03, 2006

I'm productive. Yay me!

Whilst having the apartment to myself this weekend, I actually managed to get a lot of shit done. Some of it was boring, like filing 2 months of mail, but some of it was fun: I sorted out 5 bags of clothes from my closet. It felt so good to say don't wear it, don't need it. My closet now actually looks like it belongs to a non-crazy person. As non-crazy people do not need 8 black tank tops; 5 will do in a pinch. I also completed another sewing project (this time without any hotlines being contacted). I altered an old blouse so that it fits, following the instructions provided by the Aug./Sept. issue of the brilliant Bust magazine. Even though my seams aren't the most even (because I suck, suck, suck at following lines), it's still wearable. And my sewing machine and I are getting to know and like each other better.

At any rate, I feel ready for the next 9 days before we head off to merry old Kansas. And man, they are packed. I have to work, go to one office Christmas party, bake something to take to another office get-together, bake a cake to take to the office on my birthday (yes, I'll be 21 in a few days!), buy Christmas gifts and chocolate for my family, clean the apartment so our cat sitter doesn't have to live in our filth for three weeks, figure out what I'm taking with me to Kansas, pack it, re-pack when I change my mind, and, oh yeah, buy a digital camera. Because there's one out there crying out for me, saying "Buy me, oh buy me, Dr. Cocoa Puffs. Buy me now!". Now if only I could figure out which one it is...