What’s The Deal, Guys?

October 22nd, 2008

So, what’s up with guys I went to high school with becoming devastatingly, heart-breakingly handsome - and then coming out of the closet? This has happened more than once!

No Poll Lines For This Fille

October 7th, 2008

Flexing my democratic muscle!

That’s right y’all, let’s hear it for the ease and convenience of absentee voting! I got to place my vote for Obama in the comfort of my own bedroom, almost a month before everyone else. Woohoo!

Best Weekend Evar!!!1

September 12th, 2008

Wow, I’m sitting here trying to think of how I want to start telling the story of The Best Weekend of My Life, but so many fun things happened that I think I’ve short-circuited my brain trying to pin down where to begin. I generally prefer my vacations to be well-planned with lots of down-time penciled in, but those of you who know Alex know that that is just not how he rolls. And I think the fact that I accepted and expected this ahead of time is what made the entire experience so enjoyable. I put the anal half (okay, 80%) of my brain on the back burner and let the good times roll, and the result was a ridiculous amount of enjoyment.

It also helps that I fully expected to gain at least 5 pounds over the course of the weekend, because the very first thing we did when I got in was stuff our faces full of delicious and fresh double-doubles from the hambuger mecca. And, as I had only slept about 3 hours the night before, this promptly put me into an irreversible food coma. But, LUCKY FOR ME, we ate more delicious food as soon as we got up the next morning! Actually y’all, if I tell you about all of the delicious food we ate during those three days you will probably stop reading long before I finish because the list could probably reach from my house to Cairo. (Why Cairo, you wonder? It just sounded far and exotic.) So suffice it to say that food was had, with great frequency and utter abandon.

Moving on to the entertainment portion.

We drove down to the San Diego Air and Space Museum to visit geek mecca, AKA Star Trek: The Exhibit. As soon as I opened the car door I heard the strains of the Star Trek: TNG theme, and literally jumped for joy. I guess I may not have previously mentioned this, but I am a huge nerd who loves her some Star Trek. I also kissed the portrait of Gene Roddenberry they had at the beginning of the exhibit. See previous disclaimer re: being a huge nerd. My only complaint is that you weren’t allowed to take pictures inside the exhibit, because people, I would have used up all the space on my memory card and anyone else’s I could have gotten my hands on. I was that excited. I am still excited, in case you hadn’t noticed. Instead, here is a poor quality webcam shot of the picture of me and Alex on the bridge of the Enterprise.

Captain, I've spotted an anomaly!

After the sad, sad end of the Star Trek action, Alex kicked so much ass in the museum’s flight simulator ride that we actually had a crowd gathered around us when we climbed out. That’s a sign of $8 well spent.

Ok, I know I said I wasn’t going to talk more about the food, but can I just say that we proceded to eat french fries drizzled in truffle oil and drink sparkling wine at four in the afternoon? Being a grown-up can be so awesome sometimes.

NOM

While we were sitting at the sidewalk cafe eating our classy snacks and drinking our classy drinks, two policemen rolled by on their Segways, checking the meters. Alex and I gaped at each other and thought simultaneously that THAT is how we needed to spend the next few hours of our lives - rolling effortlessly and shamelessly along on a two-wheeled contraption. iPhone to the rescue! We found a place that did Segway tours of historic downtown San Diego and what do you know, they had a tour starting in 45 minutes and they had room for two more! SOLD. The “educational” video they showed us before we started was narrated by a man with the most ridiculous Boston accent you can possibly imagine. He kept telling us not to do this or that, lest we crash wicked hahd. Yeah, we took that video REAL seriously. They made us wear helmets for safety, but luckily they had suction cup mohawks you could put on them because as the guide said, people were going to be staring at us, A LOT, and we may as well give them something to stare at.

Spartan Segway Army?

The tour was awesome and our guide was awesome and the Segways were like an instant extension of your body. After a minute of learning to “trust the Segway,” all I had to do was decide to move forward, and the damn thing just rolled forward. Does anyone know where I can get $6,000? Because obviously I need one of these things.

Segway Ballet, anyone?

The rest of the evening consisted of shopping and food, so I will spare you the (fantastic, but not necessarily interesting to you, my loyal audience) details of that. The next morning we had a Rock Band marathon and I got a perfect score on Dani California, which was kind of a fabulous start to the day as that is probably my favorite song to sing in the entire game. Then, it was time for “AQUATIC ADVENTURES 2008: EMILY AND ALEX VS. THE PACIFIC,” also known as surfing lessons! I ended up with abrasions on my leg, shoulder, and face, but I did manage to stand up on my board - TWICE. Alex got his knee wrenched by a rogue wave and had to call it quits before he got up (but I think he loved getting to legitimately use his flame cane for the next few days). Here we are after getting our respective asses handed to us by the Pacific Ocean, yet still smiling. Or at least I’m smiling, I can’t tell if Alex is smiling or grimacing.

We spent the remainder of the evening watching Star Trek and recuperating from our salty and sandy adventure. The next morning I got all packed up and we headed into the hills to the Wild Animal Park for yet another Segway adventure. I guess we just didn’t get enough of the two-wheeled goodness the first time around. This tour was on the “off-road” version, which was great for the whole zoo-seeing purpose, but I liked the city version better. Surprise, Emily likes urban things! I know, didn’t see that one coming, did ya?

Ironically, while I doused myself in SPF 45 for the beach, it did not occur to me that I also might need sun protection at the park. I ended up getting horribly sunburned in very strange patterns, namely a nice red ring around my neck where my shirt ended. I call Alex’s expression in the next picture “No, I do not have a terribly sprained knee that off-road Segway riding is exacerbating to very uncomfortable degrees.”

We did get to see the animals much more up-close and personal than the poor suckers on the tram tour. Here are a couple of awesome rhinos. Right after we snapped this picture, the one on the right POOPED ON the other one. I think maybe they were married and she wanted a baby rhino but he didn’t think it was the right time.

I love you, but sometimes I really hate you.

To squeeze as much excellence as possible into my last couple of hours in San Diego, we went to Ikea and then had In N Out again. I had to change clothes in the drive-through line if I was going to catch my plane in style, and I’m pretty sure the lady who came to the window to take our order while I had my pants off was caught a little bit off guard, but in true California style she just went with it and asked us if we would like fries with that. God bless her.

And now I would like to take the opportunity to give the biggest thank you ever to Alex, because without his amazing hosting skills this trip would not have happened in such an extravagant fashion. He even slept on the couch so I could take his bed. I would also like to thank Alex’s job; because of said job, he has too much money and not enough girlfriends to spend it on, so he spends it on his friends instead, and Alex, I appreciated every penny. Seriously. I owe you cookies.

Remember That Time?

September 2nd, 2008

Apparently being busy and happy is not conducive to blogging.  I have been to Austin and to San Diego, have eaten more delicious food than should be allowed, have snogged a smart boy more times than should be allowed, and had an amazing time doing it all.  I will post pictures of the San Diego trip (AKA The Most Awesome Weekend of My Life) soon, but at the moment I feel like I am coming down with a cough that may cause me to lose a lung, or at least call in sick tomorrow.

But I’m here, I’m alive, and I will be back soon!

Viva La Segway!

Apparently I Enjoy Projects

July 28th, 2008

So, let me tell y’all a story.  Once upon a time I worked horrible, wretched hours and hated life, so I begged my boss for a normal schedule and she, surprisingly, agreed.  Then on the first day of my wonderful new schedule, wherein I was only required to be at work for 9 short hours, I forgot to go home on time.  As in I, completely by accident, stayed 45 minutes late because I was so absorbed in my projects.  When did work become so enjoyable?

First, I used my sexy hot handywoman skills to turn this jumblage of parts:

into this shiny new bike:

and guys, I only had one screw left over and I know exactly where it went and made a conscious decision that it was unnecessary. I rock.

Then I got involved in an orgy of construction paper and glue sticks and markers that made me nostalgic for high school art projects.  I was so deeply absorbed that at 5:43 I looked up and asked Jessica why she hadn’t told me I was supposed to go home 45 minutes ago.  I guess I really did get used to living at that damn clinic!

Also: the spammers are getting more creative.  I got an enticing offer today to endow me with a “larger copulation organ in 3 weeks.”  I’ll be damned if those bastards didn’t go and get themselves some dictionaries.

This Made Me Completely Crack Up At Work

July 21st, 2008

FAIL

Still giggling.

Fun at Work? What?

July 19th, 2008

Yesterday I had fun at work. Actual fun, as in given the choice between working on my project and, say, watching a good movie, I probably would have chosen to keep working. What a strange feeling. My boss asked me to research some custom postcards to send out to patients on various occasions. After a few very lame and disheartening websites, I came across VistaPrint, which also has many lame templates to choose from, but many cute and modern ones as well.

Here is the “thanks for the referral” postcard I designed:

Referral Postcard

And the “welcome, new patient” postcard:

Welcome Postcard

And the birthday postcard:

Birthday Postcard

A lot of the designs I picked out were pretty girly, so I tried to go with gender-neutral colors. I hope the boss likes them!

And in other good news, I told her that my schedule was sucking the life out of me, and she was quite willing to change it!  Starting on the 28th, I will be at the office a normal 9 hours a day instead of a marathon 11.5.  Thank God.  Now if I could just get a bigger raise…