July 02, 2007

Sarah: Domo Arigoto

Every young working girl needs a cleaning robot for her apartment.
On a completely unrelated note, my birthday is in a week and a half.

Just saying.

July 05, 2007

Sarah: Perhaps this is my tarot cards' fault.

As if it knew that I was busy at work and needed some peace and quiet, my brain's music-player has been singing JoJo's "Leave" all morning.
Except for a brief respite, when my brain changed tracks to Akon. But instead of singing the lyrics as written by the artist, I was instructed to "Shake your body like a Necromancer".

When college english courses and pop music collide, people.

July 06, 2007

Sarah: Flight of the Conchords

My brother Dave gave me the link to this new show on HBO. Funny stuff.

See? There are plenty more video clips at the site. Check them out. Now if only I had HBO...

Sarah: Afraid

I have a deep and abiding fear of peeping toms.

It's inexplicable, really. I'm less afraid of them breaking into my house, stealing my belongings, and terrorizing me.
I'm not afraid of bodily harm or the loss of property. I'm simply afraid that they'll stand still and watch me.

Just needed to get that out.

July 07, 2007

Lisa: you can have what's left of me

A little bird named Sarah told me that SOME people have been complaining that I never blog anymore. That is because I have forced my usually razor sharp brain to become banal and empty.

There are important things I could be thinking (and blogging) about, but I choose not to. Delivering a baby? Avoid. Breast-feeding, or worse, breast PUMPING? Avoid. Finding a way to reduce my work hours? Figuring out a childcare plan? Changing my entire life to become a parent? Avoid, avoid, avoid. Why? Because these things are simultaneously the most stressful (to me) and most boring (to you) subjects in the universe.

Here are a few things that are left among the cobwebs. Worth blogging about? Maybe I'll let you decide.

  • Finding a comfortable position on the couch while watching a movie was the highlight of my week--possibly my month.

  • I spaced out in front of the bathroom mirror at work thinking about my pretty, pretty hair.

  • I have a constant nagging fear of not getting my projects for class done in time.

  • I have found my true nemesis, and that nemesis is ants. Ants are the zombies of the insect world. No matter how many you kill, there are always more ants. No matter how many possible entrances you find and spray full of ant poison, the ants find a new weak point to breach. You can't demoralize them by killing a bunch of their friends. If you break the trail and clean with bleach, the ants will not shrug their shoulders in confusion and head home. But I digress.

  • I bought a cruiser, which I can't ride until after the baby's born and can't tote her around on/behind until she's a year old. BUT IT IS SO PRETTY! (I'll post pictures once I put the fenders on!)

  • Celgene is flying Blake first class to New Jersey to interview for a job.

  • I have noticed I'm not alone in thinking So You Think You Can Dance is the best show on television, and Mary Murphy is one of the best things about it. You can see my nerdy boyfriend Benji from last season dancing with Xtina in the awesome Candyman video.

  • July 09, 2007

    Sarah: Break from Work

    Birthday week! It's birthday week! Doot-doot-doot, birthday weeeeeeeeeek!

    You can't see me, but I'm doing a little dance. With jazz hands.

    July 10, 2007

    Sarah: Trying to be Obtuse

    Jeremy: People are playing tennis outside my window. I wish they were dead.
    J: There's a court across the street, Sarah. Does that help explain things?
    S: I can't believe that you work at a tennis court.
    J: I DON'T. I work across the street from a development with a tennis court. I work inside a business building with three floors.
    S: OHMYGOSH Mally just told me that you work at a cemetery. A CEMETERY WITH TENNIS COURTS! THAT'S CRIZZAZY!
    J: I work on the top floor by a window that affords a stunning view of the mountainside and a little development with a tennis court. The cemetery is on the hillside, not by the development.
    S: You have the craziest job I've ever heard of.
    J: Here's my view.
    S: Aww. I feel like I'm there!
    J: Hahaha
    S: Right there at the tennicemetery.
    J: I call it DeadLuv.

    July 11, 2007

    Sarah: Lunch Date

    He's just such a good listener.

    Thanks Marci!

    July 13, 2007

    Sarah: From the Conference Room

    Putting together an event for work takes a fair amount of effort.
    Putting together that event in heels just makes things a little more interesting.

    July 14, 2007

    Sarah: Done!

    I wouldn't say it went off without a hitch, but I would say that we survived. My bosses are happy (though they haven't gotten the bill yet) and I'm still employed. Success!

    Now I promise to be more entertaining and to stop quizzing you about which hors d'oeuvres you would prefer if you were a software professional.

    July 16, 2007

    Lisa: I just don't know how to feel

    I just got poked in the stomach repeatedly by a 13-year-old boy.

    Him: (POKE.) Are you pregnant?
    Me: Ha! Yes.
    Him: (POKE. POKE.) Can you help me on the computer?

    July 17, 2007

    July 18, 2007

    Lisa: practical knowledge

    I was in Provo last week for another children's literature symposium, and here's what I wrote in my notes:

    Venison is the least nutritious meat you can eat. It is 11% protein at best, and always wormy. Beaver is the most nutritious meat you can catch in the wild--it's very high in protein, and tastes a lot like beef.

    I would trust Gary Paulsen on that.

    Sarah: Survival


    See for yourself here.

    July 19, 2007

    Lisa: Jack Bauer would get this all straightened out.

    When Gabrielle's good friend Anne flew to Oregon to visit her parents last month, her husband (a German citizen and a Muslim) was detained by U.S. Customs and then sent back to Germany with no explanation. Anne and her family have no rights here, and the situation may never be resolved. Please spread the word if you can.

    Here's the article from the local paper in Eugene.

    July 20, 2007

    Sarah: Listen to Feist

    When I told my brother how much Feist was rocking my world, he said it best when he responded "I know. She owns me."

    I love her.

    July 24, 2007

    Sarah: Goodbye, savings.

    It's 2:30 am and instead of sleeping, I am researching new Urban Outfitters locations.

    And, um. I'm excited.

    July 27, 2007

    Lisa: you'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll ride your cruiser to the grocery store

    Find out the Walk Score of your neighborhood (via not martha). Our neighborhood got a 65, which I figure is pretty good for the suburbs. This is a fun tool, but I think that (like the Hotspotr wifi map) its accuracy and ultimate usefulness depends a lot on individual businesses updating their listings.

    I didn't know I needed to read a presidential debate in YouTube comments, but I did. You do too. Thank you to the always hilarious Matt from Defective Yeti, who inspired me to start this blog in the first place.

    And thanks to Mallory, who emailed me this awesomely horrible fan art and poetry. Yes, the evil Hot Topic-managing hag Carissa's nemesis is now a published writer.

    And this is here mostly so that I don't lose the links before I get around to these projects, but maybe they'll be of interest to you, too: How to Digitize Cassette Tapes, and a few software possibilities for making photomosaics, all on Lifehacker.

    July 31, 2007

    Lisa: hooked on phonics

    Back in June I mentioned that I bought some letter hooks for the baby's room. I got them hung on the wall over the crib soon after that post, but it's taken me a month and a half to download the pictures from my camera. AT LONG LAST, here are the hooks in their natural habitat:

    Here's a closeup of the hooks. I want to get some prettier hangers, but these work for now.

    And this is why everyone keeps asking me if I'm having twins: