How I love you. An unforgettable arch, wide play pen for my toes, and your simple coloring and design. You have been through much with me, I dare not dispose of you until your last thread wear thin. Oh so hole-y, dirty, you carry much internal memories that we alone share. Mud, ash, bark, gravel, dust, oceans, cactus, spiders, valley fever, we've trudged through it all and here we are still. Something to you is lovely, mesmerizing.
-Gingavitis
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Absinthe
Today I was disappointed.
Very, disappointed.
A very long time ago, I learned of this fancy and special drink, and wanted to try it. Then of course, I learned that it was outlawed in the states and I could not have it. This made me want the drink only so much more, of course.
Now that it is legal again, I had not tried it due to it being very expensive. Until today.
Nobody ever told me that it tasted like licorice. Nobody told me it was like a weak taste of Yeager. That it tasted terrible. Who the hell is sane and likes that flavor?
I recall asking people what the taste was like, and they never told me this, leading me to believe that it was a new flavor all it's own, and I imagined it more like just alcohol tasting. Just almost a vodka-ish with a.....I don't know... green? flavor? The color was green, it must be earthy flavored. Maybe it tasted like dirt with alcohol poured on in. Or grass? I didn't expect that. It actually smelled quite interesting. Smelled fruitful, and not in the 'wine' type of fruitful. It smelled more like food.
And yet when I smell whiskey I suddenly feel very hungry. With this smell I did not feel hungry. I tasted. I assumed that if it tasted bad, I would not go back for more no matter how hard I wanted to like it, so I better take a good big sip. But not so much that I want to spit it all back out.
Down it goes. And open mouth.
And oh my god my throat wants to close off, it is biting unlike whiskey, but still biting. At first it tasted ok. Then as I exhaled again, the taste morphed from interesting and unfamiliar to licorice. And almost a minty refreshing after-bite.
It was still biting. It hurt to swallow. God, was this what it was like the first time I had whiskey? I don't think so, as I recall it was love at first taste with whiskey. It really felt like my throat was closing up, am I allergic to something in it, something I have never had before in my life until now? I am not allergic to anything. I talked myself out of that one. I will not be allergic to anything, never. It just really must be a harsh bite that I am very unfamiliar with.
So gross. I suffered with the taste in my mouth all the way until I got home. If I am ever to like it again some day, I may as well suffer a short time to "savor" the taste and maybe I could like it? Until then, if you out there make some absinthe without the damn licorice flavor, I will give it another go. The boys all told me it was to cover up the nasty bitterness of the wormwood and such, but who's to say I wouldn't prefer that to licorice? Besides, isn't that what the sugar cube is for, to help balance the bitterness?
I guess I won't like everything. Not if it tastes like Yeager, anyways.
So for those of you out there who are/were just as fascinated by this drink and would really like to try it, remember what I have said here. It is closest in flavor to Yeager, yet almost has a refreshing zest to it that is indescribable. As mothers tend to say, you should try everything at least once.
Gingavitis
Very, disappointed.
A very long time ago, I learned of this fancy and special drink, and wanted to try it. Then of course, I learned that it was outlawed in the states and I could not have it. This made me want the drink only so much more, of course.
Now that it is legal again, I had not tried it due to it being very expensive. Until today.
Nobody ever told me that it tasted like licorice. Nobody told me it was like a weak taste of Yeager. That it tasted terrible. Who the hell is sane and likes that flavor?
I recall asking people what the taste was like, and they never told me this, leading me to believe that it was a new flavor all it's own, and I imagined it more like just alcohol tasting. Just almost a vodka-ish with a.....I don't know... green? flavor? The color was green, it must be earthy flavored. Maybe it tasted like dirt with alcohol poured on in. Or grass? I didn't expect that. It actually smelled quite interesting. Smelled fruitful, and not in the 'wine' type of fruitful. It smelled more like food.
And yet when I smell whiskey I suddenly feel very hungry. With this smell I did not feel hungry. I tasted. I assumed that if it tasted bad, I would not go back for more no matter how hard I wanted to like it, so I better take a good big sip. But not so much that I want to spit it all back out.
Down it goes. And open mouth.
And oh my god my throat wants to close off, it is biting unlike whiskey, but still biting. At first it tasted ok. Then as I exhaled again, the taste morphed from interesting and unfamiliar to licorice. And almost a minty refreshing after-bite.
It was still biting. It hurt to swallow. God, was this what it was like the first time I had whiskey? I don't think so, as I recall it was love at first taste with whiskey. It really felt like my throat was closing up, am I allergic to something in it, something I have never had before in my life until now? I am not allergic to anything. I talked myself out of that one. I will not be allergic to anything, never. It just really must be a harsh bite that I am very unfamiliar with.
So gross. I suffered with the taste in my mouth all the way until I got home. If I am ever to like it again some day, I may as well suffer a short time to "savor" the taste and maybe I could like it? Until then, if you out there make some absinthe without the damn licorice flavor, I will give it another go. The boys all told me it was to cover up the nasty bitterness of the wormwood and such, but who's to say I wouldn't prefer that to licorice? Besides, isn't that what the sugar cube is for, to help balance the bitterness?
I guess I won't like everything. Not if it tastes like Yeager, anyways.
So for those of you out there who are/were just as fascinated by this drink and would really like to try it, remember what I have said here. It is closest in flavor to Yeager, yet almost has a refreshing zest to it that is indescribable. As mothers tend to say, you should try everything at least once.
Gingavitis
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
New Blogger Updates
Hello readers!
I just became aware of all the new changes to blogger, and am amazed! More people seem to read this than I ever thought. Some people over in South Korea... wonder who that could be... couldn't be my brother! And there are various countries looking too. I do not know if you actually read, but if you do, I am fascinated!
So tell me world, what would you rather hear from me? I don't really have much to talk about, but perhaps with some input I could rant about it for who knows how long. Like my mother always did about the postman... "he's supposed to get here by 11am so I can go to the bank and such. Yesterday he came at 1pm, the day before noon, and last week he didn't come until FOUR! The post office here is nothing compared to the good postman who comes to my mom's house, they are always done delivering HER mail by 10am. Usually they come there at nine, good god nine in the morning! I hardly even have my outgoing mail to the box before nine, that would be really nice, but NO, I can't have that can I, instead I get stuck with 11, noon, and four schedules. That's just stupid...."
Sorry, I could hear her and even though it has been years since I heard her rant about the post man, you have to understand that I heard it an awful lot growing up and felt bad for the postal service and the terrible things she said about them frequently.
That's all for today I suppose. I'm going to go check out what else is new!
Ginger
I just became aware of all the new changes to blogger, and am amazed! More people seem to read this than I ever thought. Some people over in South Korea... wonder who that could be... couldn't be my brother! And there are various countries looking too. I do not know if you actually read, but if you do, I am fascinated!
So tell me world, what would you rather hear from me? I don't really have much to talk about, but perhaps with some input I could rant about it for who knows how long. Like my mother always did about the postman... "he's supposed to get here by 11am so I can go to the bank and such. Yesterday he came at 1pm, the day before noon, and last week he didn't come until FOUR! The post office here is nothing compared to the good postman who comes to my mom's house, they are always done delivering HER mail by 10am. Usually they come there at nine, good god nine in the morning! I hardly even have my outgoing mail to the box before nine, that would be really nice, but NO, I can't have that can I, instead I get stuck with 11, noon, and four schedules. That's just stupid...."
Sorry, I could hear her and even though it has been years since I heard her rant about the post man, you have to understand that I heard it an awful lot growing up and felt bad for the postal service and the terrible things she said about them frequently.
That's all for today I suppose. I'm going to go check out what else is new!
Ginger
Monday, September 13, 2010
Screaming Inside, Ant Wars
Life is crap. More likely, as ma always said, Life's a bitch and then ya die.
So much paperwork to be done, and I am so sick of paperwork. Prove this, prove that, oh you filled out the wrong form, you want this one that is three times as long... oh and we want copies of everyone in your blood line's birth certificates dating back to 500 BC... we don't care if they didn't exist then, you have to have them to complete the form. Figure it out.
That's what it feels like. The mind numbing of race cars and games does not help completely, just slows the pain.
Now that the rains have came back, the ants are back too. I had just enough borax to mix up one healthy bowlful of powdered sugar and borax for them to dine on, such a feast. Just right so they would feed the queen and all die. Alas, for apparantly I did not mix it right. The pressing troops ceased, and a week went by without one scout seen. Then I did something stupid. I made popcorn, and left my cup with butter residue on the counter overnight. I awoke in the morning to a full army bringing the findings back to the queen! At that point, there was only one soldier on my side, me. I killed as many as I could, took care of the one item they wanted, and was amazed they were not choosing to dine on my feast that I still had out for them.
Turned out, ants get sick of sugar and need protein, so it was mixed with peanut butter on a plate. Unfortunately, the last of the borax. And by then, by mixing it again, it would no longer be enough to kill the queen. We tried anyways. It worked, they liked their new meal plan, and we found a few places to block off their entering of the house. That worked for a short amount of time, as they apparantly have many ways to get inside.
Anything left behind was found and consumed. Seemingly, even their dead soldiers. An amazing power that kills is dish soap mixed with water. In a spray bottle. It is lethal to them. On hand at all times of course. Recently we moved anything that could be eaten from to a new area they have not discovered, thankfully - it is obvious where the previous tenants kept certain things. I keep my sugar and cooking oil in a safe place where they apparantly never kept food. A year later, it has never been found by them.
Currently, my kitchen is spotless, I have removed the remaining borax / peanut butter mix, and they have slowly been not coming back. Occasionally I make a mistake and maybe leave behind that same butter cup for popcorn (more than once...) or a shred of cheese all alone on the counter... even once when we had treated our wooden handled knives with oil, they attacked them while they were in the block, clean. Man they love oil. They have stopped the attack on the knives, they have been washed enough times to have lost their appeal.
But for now... I watch closely. This morning I saw two. They were killed in the line of duty. Another thing they hate? Lime juice. So glad we bought some one day, randomly. Haven't ever used it other than the ants. We just both know it is a requirement for a fridge's door. They won't cross the line of lime juice if it is wet still. They run from it, terrified. I know the queen is still out there, alive and hungry, but I will not feed her. I will taint and kill her brood until there are not enough to serve her, perhaps she will die without slaves feeding her.
This concludes my story on Ant Wars.
I really have nothing better to talk about than that. I hate them ants! Otherwise, life goes as follows: barely surviving on unemployment, car is way messed up and hardly drives (but will drive a short very short distance), and as mentioned above, dealing with lots of paperwork. So much paperwork I just wish there were a fast forward button. I don't want to live through this time, I just want to skip it and it to be over.
That is all for now. Until next time~
Gingavitis
So much paperwork to be done, and I am so sick of paperwork. Prove this, prove that, oh you filled out the wrong form, you want this one that is three times as long... oh and we want copies of everyone in your blood line's birth certificates dating back to 500 BC... we don't care if they didn't exist then, you have to have them to complete the form. Figure it out.
That's what it feels like. The mind numbing of race cars and games does not help completely, just slows the pain.
Now that the rains have came back, the ants are back too. I had just enough borax to mix up one healthy bowlful of powdered sugar and borax for them to dine on, such a feast. Just right so they would feed the queen and all die. Alas, for apparantly I did not mix it right. The pressing troops ceased, and a week went by without one scout seen. Then I did something stupid. I made popcorn, and left my cup with butter residue on the counter overnight. I awoke in the morning to a full army bringing the findings back to the queen! At that point, there was only one soldier on my side, me. I killed as many as I could, took care of the one item they wanted, and was amazed they were not choosing to dine on my feast that I still had out for them.
Turned out, ants get sick of sugar and need protein, so it was mixed with peanut butter on a plate. Unfortunately, the last of the borax. And by then, by mixing it again, it would no longer be enough to kill the queen. We tried anyways. It worked, they liked their new meal plan, and we found a few places to block off their entering of the house. That worked for a short amount of time, as they apparantly have many ways to get inside.
Anything left behind was found and consumed. Seemingly, even their dead soldiers. An amazing power that kills is dish soap mixed with water. In a spray bottle. It is lethal to them. On hand at all times of course. Recently we moved anything that could be eaten from to a new area they have not discovered, thankfully - it is obvious where the previous tenants kept certain things. I keep my sugar and cooking oil in a safe place where they apparantly never kept food. A year later, it has never been found by them.
Currently, my kitchen is spotless, I have removed the remaining borax / peanut butter mix, and they have slowly been not coming back. Occasionally I make a mistake and maybe leave behind that same butter cup for popcorn (more than once...) or a shred of cheese all alone on the counter... even once when we had treated our wooden handled knives with oil, they attacked them while they were in the block, clean. Man they love oil. They have stopped the attack on the knives, they have been washed enough times to have lost their appeal.
But for now... I watch closely. This morning I saw two. They were killed in the line of duty. Another thing they hate? Lime juice. So glad we bought some one day, randomly. Haven't ever used it other than the ants. We just both know it is a requirement for a fridge's door. They won't cross the line of lime juice if it is wet still. They run from it, terrified. I know the queen is still out there, alive and hungry, but I will not feed her. I will taint and kill her brood until there are not enough to serve her, perhaps she will die without slaves feeding her.
This concludes my story on Ant Wars.
I really have nothing better to talk about than that. I hate them ants! Otherwise, life goes as follows: barely surviving on unemployment, car is way messed up and hardly drives (but will drive a short very short distance), and as mentioned above, dealing with lots of paperwork. So much paperwork I just wish there were a fast forward button. I don't want to live through this time, I just want to skip it and it to be over.
That is all for now. Until next time~
Gingavitis
Friday, June 11, 2010
Work Fun and Car Issues Again...
Yeah, I know. You are all probably tired of hearing me say that there is something the matter with my car. Well, I like to think back on these moments and recall that I am glad in the end that I no longer have the problem and that I survived it... One day, while at work... I took my volunteer from home with me. He worked on a project all day while I worked my regular day. At end of day, he went out and went to hook up the battery. (For those of you not knowing, my car has a bad ground somewhere, and until we find it we disconnect the negative to the battery every time we stop for a while). I went out a few minutes later, and he had his tools out working on something. Uh oh.....
Turned out, for whatever reason, the hood latch broke. After trying to alter it and figure the problem out for a long time... about 6 hours in the parking lot of work.... we decided that it was not fixable and we needed to tie the hood down somehow so we could go home. But first.... we find out the battery is now dead, and at 11pm at night we must find a jump start... in the middle of the desert... yeah. Fun.
So we got a jump, went home. Shared a beer, we couldn't even finish it we were so tired - between the both of us! So I have no idea when we will get to fix it, but it is not a fun thing, don't ever let your hood latch break - I have to drive real slow or it wants to go up, and even though there is a clip there to catch it from going all the way, I am scared to death that that clip will fail and the bunjis won't hold and I will get crushed by my hood.
Otherwise... to the fun part of the story...
I have been waiting for this event at work since about October or November. It has finally come. Pet Expo, it is going to be a blast! We got to drive down into the Phoenix Stadium to unload, and then we set up, which took much longer than I thought - and now tomorrow we get to bring the last of our random little things and dogs from work and we will be ready to go! It will be so very very awesome! I want to go to bed to make the night go quicker!
Now I know before a lot of people commented on this, and it is bothering me again, so I wanted to get another opinion. At my work we have volunteers and staff. If we see volunteers doing things they should not, we are in our rights as staff to correct them. Now here is my issue: it's another religion thing. This time it is not staff, but a volunteer. She helps at the front desk, and after EVERY phone call, which is a lot at my business - she says "god bless". We are not a church. We are not a religious business. We are a non-profit animal shelter. So I make a complaint to the bosslady - remember, she is a full on christian - and she just tells me to shut it because "christians are getting stepped on everywhere these days".
What is the right thing to do? Labor board? Just deal with it? Commit murder because it's driving me quickly to insanity? Some other agency that I don't know about?
Otherwise... I will think happy thoughts today, and think about the event I get to go to tomorrow. :)
Gingavitis
Turned out, for whatever reason, the hood latch broke. After trying to alter it and figure the problem out for a long time... about 6 hours in the parking lot of work.... we decided that it was not fixable and we needed to tie the hood down somehow so we could go home. But first.... we find out the battery is now dead, and at 11pm at night we must find a jump start... in the middle of the desert... yeah. Fun.
So we got a jump, went home. Shared a beer, we couldn't even finish it we were so tired - between the both of us! So I have no idea when we will get to fix it, but it is not a fun thing, don't ever let your hood latch break - I have to drive real slow or it wants to go up, and even though there is a clip there to catch it from going all the way, I am scared to death that that clip will fail and the bunjis won't hold and I will get crushed by my hood.
Otherwise... to the fun part of the story...
I have been waiting for this event at work since about October or November. It has finally come. Pet Expo, it is going to be a blast! We got to drive down into the Phoenix Stadium to unload, and then we set up, which took much longer than I thought - and now tomorrow we get to bring the last of our random little things and dogs from work and we will be ready to go! It will be so very very awesome! I want to go to bed to make the night go quicker!
Now I know before a lot of people commented on this, and it is bothering me again, so I wanted to get another opinion. At my work we have volunteers and staff. If we see volunteers doing things they should not, we are in our rights as staff to correct them. Now here is my issue: it's another religion thing. This time it is not staff, but a volunteer. She helps at the front desk, and after EVERY phone call, which is a lot at my business - she says "god bless". We are not a church. We are not a religious business. We are a non-profit animal shelter. So I make a complaint to the bosslady - remember, she is a full on christian - and she just tells me to shut it because "christians are getting stepped on everywhere these days".
What is the right thing to do? Labor board? Just deal with it? Commit murder because it's driving me quickly to insanity? Some other agency that I don't know about?
Otherwise... I will think happy thoughts today, and think about the event I get to go to tomorrow. :)
Gingavitis
Thursday, May 20, 2010
This year has begun anew
So according to my LIFE, today is a new year. As of 4:02 am, this is a new year, the 24th year in the making. Here is something to think about:
Last year, just after my birthday, my wisdom teeth started moving in, causing lots of pain. It went on for a couple months, and then I got half of them removed in a study (and got paid for it!) in November. Until about February this year, about 3 months later, I was finally able to (at least not be afraid to) eat on that side of my mouth again. The gums still are weak and feel thinned out, and it hurts every now and then when I eat something sharp and it gets back there (like pizza crust). Otherwise, I try to eat on that side now, as sometimes I get food stuck under the gums on the side that still has the teeth impacted.
Now, the day BEFORE my birthday, (19th) my teeth on that side started moving. After a year of them stopping hurting alot, minus the every other day food under gums... the pain came back. They started doing their thing, moving, causing a ruckus. Having a party in there, whatever they are doing. It hurts! Dang it!
So here is my thought... to the year. This happens to me to the year. My body is starting the year anew and saying "hey, let's get busy on that project, remember when we met our deadline early last year and hit her with all this pain for her teeth? well let's start gettin' busy and move those other ones around some more to where i would like them. pronto! the year is almost upon us!"
Yeah I know, I'm crazy thinking that my body talks like that... or am I? It is really trippin' me out that it does this to the year, or appx within a couple weeks of the new year according to my lifespan.
So think about that one. Think about if anything similar has ever happened to you.
That's all for today. *Another day older and deeper in debt*
Gingavitis
Last year, just after my birthday, my wisdom teeth started moving in, causing lots of pain. It went on for a couple months, and then I got half of them removed in a study (and got paid for it!) in November. Until about February this year, about 3 months later, I was finally able to (at least not be afraid to) eat on that side of my mouth again. The gums still are weak and feel thinned out, and it hurts every now and then when I eat something sharp and it gets back there (like pizza crust). Otherwise, I try to eat on that side now, as sometimes I get food stuck under the gums on the side that still has the teeth impacted.
Now, the day BEFORE my birthday, (19th) my teeth on that side started moving. After a year of them stopping hurting alot, minus the every other day food under gums... the pain came back. They started doing their thing, moving, causing a ruckus. Having a party in there, whatever they are doing. It hurts! Dang it!
So here is my thought... to the year. This happens to me to the year. My body is starting the year anew and saying "hey, let's get busy on that project, remember when we met our deadline early last year and hit her with all this pain for her teeth? well let's start gettin' busy and move those other ones around some more to where i would like them. pronto! the year is almost upon us!"
Yeah I know, I'm crazy thinking that my body talks like that... or am I? It is really trippin' me out that it does this to the year, or appx within a couple weeks of the new year according to my lifespan.
So think about that one. Think about if anything similar has ever happened to you.
That's all for today. *Another day older and deeper in debt*
Gingavitis
Monday, March 15, 2010
Update, pretty boring
Lately I've been doing a whole lot of cleaning. Excluding this weekend of course, I felt like only cleaning what I absolutely needed to. My house has remained almost spotless... excluding of course a few rooms that do not count in the overall "house" that is...
I have been wanting to plant some flowers lately, I have a bunch of seeds for flowers, but I have no gardening tools. Someone is letting me borrow their tools so I will be planting them soon, hopefully this week.
New in the world of GingaVitis, I have to smog check my car this month. Kinda scared, because I have an oil leak... they don't let you pass if anything is leaking during testing... also, 4 feet of my exhaust is gone... (i have a long long long car, 4 feet AFTER the muffler is the end of the car). hopefully they won't care about that since it's just a bit of pipe, not like the muffler is missing!
Saturday I attended an event for work all by myself. It wasn't fun, as I was alone. Normally I have a volunteer with me, but as the event snuck up on all of us this year, we did not have enough time to ask around for help. So my dumb ass was all alone. Oh well, I still got a little help setting up first thing from Susan (she enjoyed herself too, as she got to have treats and bought herself some cool items while there, and took her time going back to work of course :)). I ended up having a sun burnt arm (just one...) and I was exhausted afterwards. Maybe that's why I didn't accomplish anything this weekend. I was catching up from the one day I went to the event.
Otherwise, not a whole lot going on. Pretty dull lately.
Gingavitis
I have been wanting to plant some flowers lately, I have a bunch of seeds for flowers, but I have no gardening tools. Someone is letting me borrow their tools so I will be planting them soon, hopefully this week.
New in the world of GingaVitis, I have to smog check my car this month. Kinda scared, because I have an oil leak... they don't let you pass if anything is leaking during testing... also, 4 feet of my exhaust is gone... (i have a long long long car, 4 feet AFTER the muffler is the end of the car). hopefully they won't care about that since it's just a bit of pipe, not like the muffler is missing!
Saturday I attended an event for work all by myself. It wasn't fun, as I was alone. Normally I have a volunteer with me, but as the event snuck up on all of us this year, we did not have enough time to ask around for help. So my dumb ass was all alone. Oh well, I still got a little help setting up first thing from Susan (she enjoyed herself too, as she got to have treats and bought herself some cool items while there, and took her time going back to work of course :)). I ended up having a sun burnt arm (just one...) and I was exhausted afterwards. Maybe that's why I didn't accomplish anything this weekend. I was catching up from the one day I went to the event.
Otherwise, not a whole lot going on. Pretty dull lately.
Gingavitis
Dear Asteroids
You may not reign as King of video games any more, but you still live on with an amazing story. Many folk have you entertained, many folk have you made enemies. Once, many years past, you terrified me, once you gave me nightmares. Your hyperspace was an illogical place, your intensity was too great. Gone are the days of bloody noses, of nightmares from you, for I have conquered you. Your guts be in my tread, for I have squashed you in all your might. And I shall fear you no more, for I have scored high on your treacherous warfield.
May you now be put to rest, and your name uttered never more.
~Gingavitis
May you now be put to rest, and your name uttered never more.
~Gingavitis
Friday, January 22, 2010
Excellent Day!
Ok... aside from all the crazy flooding around here.... today was pretty good compared to any other day lately.
I had court. For my cracked windshield. I had to sit through an hour or more of people and their disputing of tickets - most all of them were for speeding or for not making a complete stop. Actually... all of them were those two.
I sat and sat, listening to everyone's sad attempts to argue with the cop while in front of a judge. Watching all the people disrespectfully dressed... and just wondering... what the hell were they thinking coming into court like that? And the way they are interrupting the judge? People are so stupid!!!
Needless to say, everyone before me had to pay their fines, they were all found responsible. I was getting nervous, thinking I would have a hard time justmaking a simple statement of "i don't feel it is fair to pay for both fine and repair..."
Oh, and btw... my officer's name was Officer MANLY. if that wasn't bad enough.
It was my turn. She asked our names - officer and I - and then told me that normally with these cases, she just asks for proof that it was fixed. If it is fixed, I have $0 fine. I was in such shock of her saying that - that I muttered a confused response - explaining why i was there - "well the front desk person said i had to pay the..." she interrupted me with "a yes or no will do."
YES YOUR HONOR!
Ok then! Sign out with the clerk.
YAY! So I ran home all excited! Changed out of my court clothes - I was dressed appropriately compared to all idiots, excluding one man.... technically there were two but I don't count the other guy because his dress shirt was really wrinkled....
Changed and went to work. [yay, work... bleh.] I was in such a good mood that I lasted the whole day with answering the phone (not every call, thankfully..) and not letting any of it get to me... until the very end of the day. Enjoyed my day at work, took care of lots of random little things, and came home! Oh, and it was payday too, which makes the day even better!
The end of good day! Hopefully tomorrow is close to as good of a day, to end my work week well.
-They lived happily ever after!-
GingaVitis
I had court. For my cracked windshield. I had to sit through an hour or more of people and their disputing of tickets - most all of them were for speeding or for not making a complete stop. Actually... all of them were those two.
I sat and sat, listening to everyone's sad attempts to argue with the cop while in front of a judge. Watching all the people disrespectfully dressed... and just wondering... what the hell were they thinking coming into court like that? And the way they are interrupting the judge? People are so stupid!!!
Needless to say, everyone before me had to pay their fines, they were all found responsible. I was getting nervous, thinking I would have a hard time justmaking a simple statement of "i don't feel it is fair to pay for both fine and repair..."
Oh, and btw... my officer's name was Officer MANLY. if that wasn't bad enough.
It was my turn. She asked our names - officer and I - and then told me that normally with these cases, she just asks for proof that it was fixed. If it is fixed, I have $0 fine. I was in such shock of her saying that - that I muttered a confused response - explaining why i was there - "well the front desk person said i had to pay the..." she interrupted me with "a yes or no will do."
YES YOUR HONOR!
Ok then! Sign out with the clerk.
YAY! So I ran home all excited! Changed out of my court clothes - I was dressed appropriately compared to all idiots, excluding one man.... technically there were two but I don't count the other guy because his dress shirt was really wrinkled....
Changed and went to work. [yay, work... bleh.] I was in such a good mood that I lasted the whole day with answering the phone (not every call, thankfully..) and not letting any of it get to me... until the very end of the day. Enjoyed my day at work, took care of lots of random little things, and came home! Oh, and it was payday too, which makes the day even better!
The end of good day! Hopefully tomorrow is close to as good of a day, to end my work week well.
-They lived happily ever after!-
GingaVitis
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Compass Scan and Car
Once again... It's been a while, I know.
It seems like we've been working on the car almost frequently lately. Not such a good thing. First we had to keep jumping my car until one day, it would not let us jump it. I was at work with Susan (and her lovely 2008 Challenger...red...with a little drool from me on it...) trying to jump my car. The men came to the rescue with a brand new battery, and we drove home. Then things strted acting funny, we thought maybe there was a bad ground, as when the concrete was wet, we lost charge. We thought we fixed it by fixing what seemed to be a terrible wiring rig under the hood, i did not have to unhook my new battery every time i was driving anymore. I started slow, daring to only leave it connected at places i knew I had a jump at. It survived a week, and so i figured it had to be fine now.
We fixed the radio, yay, cd player!! took a long time for us to do, but i'm glad it's done. then one day..... my car didn't want to start again. this time i knew it wasn't the battery, although i did kill it in the process of trying to turn it over.
Long story short... the starter is held on by two bolts. Guess what......one bold was almost completely out, the other was half way. The starter was just hanging there, all floppy and ready to fall off - not to mention, not level. We altered the position of it, but by that time the battery was too dead and we had to jump it anyways. We tightened the bolts, and now it goes 'vrrrrrmm!' with maybe two cranks. before it went on and on like the battery was dead "ra ruh ra ruh ra ruh raaa ruuuhh ra ? ruh? VRRRRMM!" i was so used to it we never thought about a problem.
So needless to say, I will eventually need a new starter since the guts to mine are probably well warped from trying to turn in the condition it was in. Also... it rained today. I had to jump my car again, both going and leaving to/from work. So I disconnected the battery tonight... hopefully that fixes it for now, meaning we still have a bad ground somewhere.
Something interesting happened recently. We had a free "compass scan". Now most of you reading might say "what's that ginger?" Well, if I understood correctly, and I might not have, it was kinda weird.. it works off of the magnetic signature that your body provides. You place your hand on this thing that reads your magnetic signature, and goes for about 5 minutes, and it tells you what your body most needs for better health. Such items could include mineral deficiencies, vitamin deficiencies, or it showing things you need to fix your system.... David's first item we saw and laughed. It said he needs 5HTP very bad! That's so true, because of his sleep problems! He hasn't been taking it lately because it's costly.
His said many things. Mine was very repetitive..... It said I needed stuff that is muscle relief as well as anti-inflammatory, and also i needed lavender and other things for the anti-stress remedies. There were I think 8 items listed for what you needed.... and all of mine related to anti-inflammatory, pain, and de-stressing.
Isn't that interesting? I thought so. I need to have valium prescribed with my job.
That's all for now!
-Gingavitis
It seems like we've been working on the car almost frequently lately. Not such a good thing. First we had to keep jumping my car until one day, it would not let us jump it. I was at work with Susan (and her lovely 2008 Challenger...red...with a little drool from me on it...) trying to jump my car. The men came to the rescue with a brand new battery, and we drove home. Then things strted acting funny, we thought maybe there was a bad ground, as when the concrete was wet, we lost charge. We thought we fixed it by fixing what seemed to be a terrible wiring rig under the hood, i did not have to unhook my new battery every time i was driving anymore. I started slow, daring to only leave it connected at places i knew I had a jump at. It survived a week, and so i figured it had to be fine now.
We fixed the radio, yay, cd player!! took a long time for us to do, but i'm glad it's done. then one day..... my car didn't want to start again. this time i knew it wasn't the battery, although i did kill it in the process of trying to turn it over.
Long story short... the starter is held on by two bolts. Guess what......one bold was almost completely out, the other was half way. The starter was just hanging there, all floppy and ready to fall off - not to mention, not level. We altered the position of it, but by that time the battery was too dead and we had to jump it anyways. We tightened the bolts, and now it goes 'vrrrrrmm!' with maybe two cranks. before it went on and on like the battery was dead "ra ruh ra ruh ra ruh raaa ruuuhh ra ? ruh? VRRRRMM!" i was so used to it we never thought about a problem.
So needless to say, I will eventually need a new starter since the guts to mine are probably well warped from trying to turn in the condition it was in. Also... it rained today. I had to jump my car again, both going and leaving to/from work. So I disconnected the battery tonight... hopefully that fixes it for now, meaning we still have a bad ground somewhere.
Something interesting happened recently. We had a free "compass scan". Now most of you reading might say "what's that ginger?" Well, if I understood correctly, and I might not have, it was kinda weird.. it works off of the magnetic signature that your body provides. You place your hand on this thing that reads your magnetic signature, and goes for about 5 minutes, and it tells you what your body most needs for better health. Such items could include mineral deficiencies, vitamin deficiencies, or it showing things you need to fix your system.... David's first item we saw and laughed. It said he needs 5HTP very bad! That's so true, because of his sleep problems! He hasn't been taking it lately because it's costly.
His said many things. Mine was very repetitive..... It said I needed stuff that is muscle relief as well as anti-inflammatory, and also i needed lavender and other things for the anti-stress remedies. There were I think 8 items listed for what you needed.... and all of mine related to anti-inflammatory, pain, and de-stressing.
Isn't that interesting? I thought so. I need to have valium prescribed with my job.
That's all for now!
-Gingavitis
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