My Luck Could Change

Death and Free Shit

My day started off great..While out walking, Oscar's leash in one hand and Jeremy's hand in the other, we came within an INCH of getting hit by a car...we were crossing the street at a 4 way intersection and the only thing I can think of is that the guy thought he could beat us across...but we were over the yellow line on his side when he blew by us...Oscar was out ahead and I jerked him back to me while screaming...he hit my legs so hard I thought he had gotten hit, but I guess it was just the force of me pulling him back cuz he was OK even though from my angle he and the car were one for a second...I threw Jeremy back to the other end of my arm, but I was weak in the knees and crying the whole way home thinking how bad it would have been had I been one more step out...either Oscar would have died, I would have gotten really fucked up or...Jeremy would have gone right under the wheel...instead of stopping to see if we were OK the guy just punched the gas after hearing me scream.  What a fucking champ.  I was shaking uncontrollably for over an hour.

But, good karma saved my life and gave me a free jogging stroller tonight!  Frank came over tonight for lasagna and A Mighty Wind and after he left I drove up to nowhereville Rancho Bernardo (supposedly, even though I lived there for months and never knew of this bumblefuck place).  So there's $100 or more I never would have spent but should have...now I can go for long walks in the morning instead of just down to the deadly 4 way stop and back.  My last stroller, after 500 miles and having its wheels held on with twist ties for about the last 100, finally died last summer and I've gotten nothing but fatter since.  I needs my morning walks.

So, meh, good with bad.  Tomorrow's Jeremy's school and my first class of the semester.  I'm taking an honors Spanish class, Spanish through film?  Algo asi.  Hopefully it'll help get my fluency back cuz seriously...looking back at the papers I wrote last semester...I was horrible.

So, we'll see how all that goes.  Right now the only thing I wanna see is the inside of my eyelids....

Shit Fire on a Hell Biscuit Part Deux

I've told you before, I'm telling you again, Anna.  If you're drinking top-shelfish stuff, you need to start making your drinks last you more than 5 minutes.  I don't know why I can't learn this.  I can't wait for today to be over so that my brain (let's pray) starts working again.

Went out with Chris, Jimmy, and Bonnie last night to Chasers and the Zombie for a bit.  Saw some guy who opened for us the last time I played there, and the Homelessexuals (Rob and Drew's new band)...they lured me in with a really decent opening song, some odd brand of fastpunk, but when I saw the singer whip out a ketchup bottle and drench himself in it - at Chaser's - I should have turned tails and ran.  Instead my arm got ketchuped and in one of his many leaps off the stage (right where I played my first show in San Diego, but now, raised 2 inches on a classy plywood platform), he knocked my entire drink into my shirt and I left the room before any further damage could be done.  It made for a conversation starter outside, my ketchup smell and wet t-shirt contest getup.  I started talking to this girl, named Anna, and eventually got a faceful of titty.  Don't know how I do it. 

Drunken blur, bla...Jimmy drove us back to Chris' and after Bon and Jimmy passed out Chris stayed up talking to me until I was sober enough to drive...at like 5:30 AM.  Woke up on my own before 10 today and couldn't get back to sleep.  So I'm sleep deprived and extremely hungover and now have to go make dinner :(  It was supposed to be lasagna but I'm lazy and it's Hamburger Helper all the way tonight...at least if the Hamburger Helper kills my family, I know their bodies will be forever preserved with all the chemicals cleverly marketed as the food I'm about to feed them.

Pooped!

I've been so exhausted!!  Now that my lazy ass got a dog I've been walking 3 or 4 miles a day on top of my hectic schedule.  Oscar sleeps under the covers in Jeremy's bed, so since Oscar wakes up around 6:30/7 Jeremy's up and giggling then too.  And today I had both his preschool AND soccer taking up my entire day, fajitas for dinner taking up the rest of it and now it's 7:30 at night and my first chance to relax.  Too bad I'm too tired to do anything other than write for a bit and watch TV.

We've been spoiling Oscar rotten.  Took him down to dog beach last Saturday and since David lives a block away he came and joined us after getting us un-lost.  On the way back Adam noticed a park 4 blocks from here...turns out to be one of 10 dog parks in San Diego.  So close that Jeremy and I can walk there...Oscar can get his butt-sniffing on, Jeremy can get his swing and slide action on, I've got a gorgeous canyon view, everyone leaves happy.  And today I found another park, opposite direction, about 4 blocks away, too.  No dog park, but new playground equiptment and a big grassy area surrounded by cliffy houses and lush near-canyon.  I think I'm going to try to convince Adam to come picnic there with me for lunch tomorrow.  It's too pretty not to share.

Sunday Jeremy and I went to the zoo with my friend Mona, her two sisters and her sister's two boys.  At the bug show Jeremy was brave enough to volunteer to eat the bugs but not brave enough for any actual follow-through.  Still cute to watch him squirm with the inner debate of being able to stay up on stage vs. not having to eat insects...it took him a few seconds, even with the mealworms right in front of his face.  Here's him cute in the petting zoo:

On Tuesday I went down to the Zombie Lounge to see Chris and hang out with Frank and Matt.  Matt was nice enough to take this lovely picture of Frank and me:

Here's what Matt thinks of us:

Chris was bartending that night and got me wasted for cheap.  We weren't there long at all, but MAN did I get my mid-week obnoxious on!  Atta girl!

Yesterday was a tired blur.  I got home early enough the night before but then after waking up a hundred times during the night, I was up by 6.  Stayed in my pyjamas til the afternoon cleaning house and snuggling with Jeremy as much as he would let me since I didn't feel like moving much after 6 loads of laundry, etc etc.  It was my turn to put Jeremy to bed, and after that I laid down on the floor and could barely force myself to get back up to give the dog a walk.  I never believe myself when I'm trying to convince me to get off my butt, but no matter how tired or shitty I feel, after 15 minutes of walking I'm instantly awake, in a great mood, and could keep walking forever.  I came home feeling fabulous (probably worked some of those Crown toxins out of my system), hung out with the Adam and fell asleep the second I shut my eyes, something I've never been able to do.  All this fresh air and dog is doing me wonders!  I've lost a noticeable amount of chub, too, after only a week.  Sometimes it's so good being me.

Today was lost in the sinkhole of motherhood.  Jeremy got a new soccer coach that, instead of talking for 45 minutes of the hour we're there, actually taught the kids stuff and played fun games with them (kinda why I signed Jeremy up).  When the kids were taking turns being goalie Jeremy was giggling so hard he kept falling over.  The coach had to look back at me to tell me that Jeremy's laugh was "classic."  When I say that Jeremy's laugh is my favorite thing in the world to hear I'm not having some tender mothering moment.  It's just that fucking goofy.

Fuhgytas fer dinner.  Num.  Then my James called me since, for some strange reason, a cozy night in by the fire reminded him of me.  Very strange considering the closest we've gotten to anything like that was his bonfire...that must be it.  I get it now.

And now it's time for that aforementioned TV watching and Oscar snuggling time.  Couch ahoy!

My Tax Dollars Hard at Work

Mexico yesterday was great fun, and I was planning on blogging all about it and sharing my photos, but I'm wrapped up spying on my neighbors instead.  Tomorrow?

Tomorrow afternoon Oscar comes!  You'll for sure be getting more pictures tomorow night if I ever get him to settle down, but for now, here's a crap camera phone shot of me while I was still sober in Puerto Nuevo, before the GLASS of Patron, before all my drinks involved fire somehow:

YEEEEEEEEEEEE

I get an Oscar doggy Monday!  I get an Oscar doggy Monday!!

Sayonara

Just saw that my projected bandwidth useage this month is at about 35 gigs...a bit over the 3 gigs I'm alloted.  So, I've gone back and killed a bunch of old pictures and MP3s like I said I was going to months ago.  Dead links abound.  You've been warned.

Thursday I'm in Love

I've neglected to mention how sick I've been.  Sick with a fever.  Puppy fever that is!!

Ever since we moved into the house, it feels too lonely here with all this space and yard and I can't sleep at night for imagining a dog running around in the grass with Jeremy.  I tried to deny myself, by thinking about getting a kitten instead and by trying to volunteer at the central animal shelter, but they told me that they'd LOVE to have me at the north or south county shelters, both an hour from here.  F that shizz.  So, I finally broke down and called the leasing office to see if we could even get a dog and was told it was fine so long as it was over a year (there goes the kitten idea) and not a rott or a pitt.  So, Beagles are in.  And I adore beagles.  And, as luck would have it, someone posted an ad on Craigslist today looking for a new home for Oscar, their 4 year old beagle.  They came down tonight all the way from San Marcos to meet us and check out Oscar's potential new house.  And I love Oscar.  He was running around here, sniffing everything, peeing on my trees...we were standing around talking outside and I realized that it was too quiet...Jeremy and the dog had disappeared.  Jeremy had Oscar locked in his room and was "showing him his toys."  Lord knows what really happened in there, but both Jeremy and the dog came out unscathed.  It seemed like the people really liked the idea of him having a stay-at-home dog mommy who loves to go for walks, plus we have a much bigger yard than they do.  It's great for us because all they want is for Oscar to have a good home, so we'd be getting his kennel, dog run, etc for free.  Which is good cuz the $250 deposit is all we can handle comfortably right now, with Adam's clutch needing work.  I mean, there's always emergency funds, but I don't think I could convince myself that getting a dog is a justifiable emergency expense, no matter how hot my fever. I am getting the $400 for my domain name next week, though, so Oscar can be the jackpot of my nerd lottery.  Or something.

I've got dog fever.  Bad.  James tried calling me today and it just didn't work.  I'm pathetic.  Here's Oscar:

Random Act of Kindness

On the way back from my first trainer date at the Y, I heard that 94.9 was going to be at the Mira Mesa mall, all of 4 blocks from my house.  So Jeremy and I headed over there...the guy who got picked 2 before me got the Gomez tickets I was hoping for, but I did get the Napoleon Dynamite soundtrack for Frank.  And this cute picture of Jeremy when he was helping pick names for prizes.  I'm pissed he doesn't know how to read yet :)

Was supposed to go to the Zombie Lounge with Matt tonight since Chris is working and I've still got to get him his Christmas present, but first I was going to go to yoga, and now I'm just going to bed early so I can get my workout on after I drive Adam to work before 7 tomorrow morning since his clutch blew and we're down to one car.  I'm a total loser going to bed early, but it's been waay too long since I took good care of myself.  Girl's gatta do.

After having so many people here this weekend I've been lonely since.  But this weekend's already shaping up to be pretty interesting, so it's alleving my pain.  Friday night I might go ice skating, then Saturday it's a day trip across the border to Puerto Nuevo, Sunday it's the animal shelter, where I might be volunteering soon, and I'm going to try to fit the zoo in there somewhere, too.  Totally forgot it's a holiday weekend coming up.  First, he changes American culture and millions of people's lives, then the gov't gives me a day off to remember the fact.  Thank you, thank you, Martin Luther King, Jr.

Housewarmapalooza!

Last night went off without a hitch.  Beyond the fact that Matt passed out and couldn't make it after working a 36-hour shift and Chris and Jimmy couldn't make it since they got all drunk doing an interview with City Beat , everyone I wanted to show did.  It started slower than I thought, since the damn playoff game went into overtime, but by 10 it was on and Ana was already waaasted!  I spent the majority of my pre-midnight time busy with meet and greet kinda stuff since, out of the 50 or so people that showed I had never met almost half, but after 12 the gloves came off and it was ON!  Jeff spun 'til the neighbors complained at 2 and said today when he came back to pick up his equipment that the pleasure was all his...hopefully that means he'll come back and spin for us again...I was really impressed.  I guess word got out about the party cuz around 1 a group of highschool kids tried to walk through my door, but David quickly stopped that nonsense.  The food was great and tons of people brought stuff to share...Ana brought a grip of tamales and Nishant brought a TON of chicken tikka...'twas a FEAST.  I'm pissed I can't find my camera cuz the majority of the pictures are now floating around on god-knows-who's phone.  We had the biggest game of P&A EVAH!  What is usually a 4-6 player game turned into a massive 15 player mess.  My garage is the shizz!!  There's so much space here!  And, beyond the hour I need to spend cleaning my garage and kitchen, my house came out totally unscathed.  No carpet stains, no broken nada.  Everything in it's right place.

I finally crashed out a bit before 5...woke up gray at 10 this morning.  Some angel had bagged up all the garbage in my kitchen, so I was able to wade through the wreckage and get some tamales for breakfast.  After a shower that didn't wake me up nearly as much as I was hoping it would, James and I went down to PB to walk by the ocean and grab some lunch at Denny's.  I had to tell him...that even though on the outside I was quiet and braindead, on the inside my heart was skipping for joy to see him.  He left to stop by a new friend's house he met last night and make his way back to OC for his flight tomorrow.  Since then, I've been snuggling with Jeremy and watching the Discovery channel since that's all I'm really capable of right now.

I've got work to do...my windows are still covered in the foam/cardboard soundproofing screens we put up.  I dubbed it 'crack-couture.'  But it's gatta go, so so do I.

Like I said, barely any photos.  Mad I didn't get one of Jeff spinning.  But, I leave you with a pic of James, me, and Mandy...horrible of me (wasn't even drinking yet since it was still before 9, but does show how I looked after 12), but cute of them.  And a pic of part of our P&A circle with everyone's drunken intense card game looks on...if anyone's got any pics, please send them!!  I'm so bad at that!

200th post!!

This Could Get Ugly

At our housewarming last year we were expecting about 15 people, but by 10 I had over 30 people jammed into half of my tiny apartment.  My housewarming is this Saturday, and I just did some scary math.  Even if every single 'maybe' can't make it, and even if only half of our 'yeses' bring one guest, we're still going to have like 40 people here.  I guess the next time I'm feeling lonely, all I have to do is throw a party with a DJ and actually call the people I've been missing.

So, now I've got to plan for an army.  On top of still being off from the stomach flu.  If I weren't going to be so busy, I'd SO make these.