Domestication

So the new roomie starts moving his new stuff in tonight. I’m excited. It’s been some time since I had a roommate and I’m really looking forward to it. The fact I’ve known the hussy for years only adds to the comfort level.

The bad news is I STILL haven’t moved my desk, the dresser, or the bed frame yet. *sigh* I’ve been so lazy lately. Even my normal domestic chores have piled up. Today, I cleaned the kitchen and I had so many dirty dishes in the sink the dishwashwer was full. Hello! I’m one person. You can imagine how long the dishes had been piling up. In a way, the roomie moving in will help. Knowing someone else will see your mess can be very motivating. hehehe.

I’m sure you were just dying to hear all that but no one reads on the weekends anyway. I’m bound to have something new to say by Monday.

Housekeeping?

So Chad Fox came over last night w/his cousin from Chi’town. Little did I know they were just trying to ‘shart’ up my furniture.

*mental note – put out furniture covers when bloggers visit*

Actually, he came by after I got off work to return my helmet. I gave Chaddie boy a ride home the other night to the bowels of Northbeach aka crackaville. Like a good little boy, I made him wear a helmet. But I had nowhere to put it afterwards so he was kind enough to drag it with him last night from bar to bar until I got off work.

And if I were anywhere remotely close to being a chickenhawk, I would have been all over his little cousin. Cute and sweet, what a combo. Fortunately, the only chicken I’m into comes from Tyson. Hell, I never liked young boys even when I was one.

799 to 802

One of our regular callers died this past week. Harmless lady, just a bit addled by life and a little fuzzy in the logic dept. She would call us almost daily w/some new story about her husband or son stealing from her. (Both of which have been dead for years.)

The way the system works here is even if we know you are a complete loon, we have to send out the first call of the day to confirm you are, in fact, ok. The beat units know them just as well if not better than we. So, it was a bit of a surprise to see a medical call instead of PD at her address. Sadly, they discovered our dear 799 (senile person) was in fact an 802 (dead). All natural mind you. Nothing suspicious. But still very much 802. It upset several of my coworkers. Besides the obvious surprise, we were all very sad. We talk to her so much she almost felt like family. In the end, we decided to send flowers as a form of respect.

We actually have a whole contingent of crazies who call us often. Some worse than others. We have the “voodoo puppet victim” who is the worst offender and always spews obscenities. The lady who claims the KGB is running sex gadget all over her body as a form of mind control. Another sweet lady albeit loony as a jaybird. Then there is the guy who complains about the automated voice on muni buses harassing him wherever he goes. These are just a few of the more noteworthy ones. Sometimes, if we aren’t too busy, we spend time talking to them. Nothing revealing just casual conversation. Usually this serves to calm’em down and life goes on.

So, what’s your crazy person story?

Twinkle, Twinkle…

I’m in good spirits this morning. Even though, I got accused of being a fake today too! Honest Abe! Of course, it doesn’t matter that most of my favorites on the blogroll have already met me. ‘Cause, they are all fakes too. Riiiiiight. The emailer thought his attempt at being anonymous was clever but he sent it from the same IP he normally sends me email from. Tsk tsk tsk. It did give me a laugh though. (I kept thinking of an episode of Star Trek where this Admiral is out to find spies amongst the crew. She even accuses Picard of being one. I know, what a geek.)

In less dramatic developments, I finally cleaned off my desk. OY! What a chore that was. I’d let so much mail and stuff pile up it took me 2 and 1/2 hours to sort thru all of it. Course, I still have to move it into my room. The new roomie is moving in soon and I have to start shifting stuff around. Not really fair of me to dominate the living room w/my desk full of gadgets, gizmos, and mail. I also have to put away the air mattress. It’s still inflated from when brettcajun and homer were here. (was that subtle enough? *giggle*) Before I forget, anyone local need a dresser drawer set or a full size bed frame?

I’m getting back into my gym schedule again. Everytime I get a steady rhythm something happens it seems. It’s driving me nuts. My schedule is slowing down thankfully. yay! And speaking of, I know I haven’t posted the rest of the work out tips. I’m working on it.

Oh, don’t you hate when you forget to return a video? Especially, when the video store is only 3 blocks away!

In Other Sins…

So now that I’ve crawled down off the cross a bit, I could touch on other mindless updates. Chad Fox is coming over tonight to watch a mooovie with me. I’m making him wash the dishes in payment for standing me up yesterday. That’ll teach him.

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The weather here has been beautiful this week. Today was no exception. I went for a nice ride this morning along the beach. Very nice. It gave me a chance to clear my head a bit. Now that I’ve got a little experience under my belt, I’ll have to start looking for a riding buddy.

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I have another ride along w/the same medic crew scheduled for this next week. I can’t wait! They commented to my instructor that I was quick, eager, and competent!

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Did I mention we finally got a raise in our contract for work? It’s only 7% but added to the 8% we got last year it’s a good start. We are still way behind other cities in the area but it’s nice to see all my (our) hard work paying off. (Yeah, a 15% increase and we are STILL not up to par. How pathetic is that?) The 7% is only for a year w/a line opener in the contract however, it’s far easier to keep something than gain something when you’re dealing w/a city-gov. Our staffing won’t improve anywhere near enough for them to argue it away so I’m not worried. It’s effective July 1st. Yippeeee!!! (of course, I still can’t afford a condo in the city. *sigh*)

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In tivo world, I’m still loving the new Doctor Who on scifi. It rocks! And the series finale of Charmed is driving me nuts w/anticipation. They killed off two of the three sisters but Leo is back. OMG! The last episode is coming up soon and I can’t wait.

Told ya, I was back….Did ya miss me?

Drama 102

*Today’s little rant involves high school shinanigans so if you are above such things, feel free to skip it.*

I figured it was time to put my two cents in since everyone has been pounding my inbox for my views on it. I’m flattered so many of you value my thoughts. However, I encourage you to make up your own minds.

Some drama has been occuring in the blogworld as of late. And you know my feelings on drama. I stayed out of it as I felt it wasn’t really my fight. However, the fallout over it has involved me in a very real world way and I’m compelled to speak up. In a nutshell this little drama started over God of Biscuits feeling slighted by comments on Bent Collective’s blog. So, in return, he felt the need to strike back w/allegations of his own. Allegations that BC is a complete farse, it’s writers are one person and the blog itself is all lies. A tale w/all the makings of a high school bitch fight wouldn’t you say?
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At It Again

I didn’t really think people pay attention to post times but apparently they do. After a flurry of emails wondering why I was posting at 4 in the morning, I stand corrected.

No bitches it’s not THAT. Get your mind out of my gutter. *g* Every now and then, I get restless at night and I find sitting in front of the computer calms me and helps me get sleepy. Sure enough, after about 30 minutes of mindless surfing, I feel my eyes getting heavy and I’m off to bed again. I didn’t get up till almost noon so I guess I was tired.

Chad Fox stood me up for lunch today too. That rat bastard! I waited by the phone…I lost 15lbs….I’m so over him. NEXT! lol Just kidding of course, even though he did stand me up. Story of my life I guess. *sigh* That’s ok, Dan turning 40 is meeting me at the Eagle to help console me over a beer. And I can’t remember if I mentioned this but apparently a local porn star thinks I’m THE moby. Chaddie boy had a hand it that as well. I’m not sure if I should be flattered or not. I’m way cuter than THE moby. Or so I like to think. Although, at least he can sing. I couldn’t carry a note if my life depended on it. Oh, and I’m not very good at pulling off a british accent. That’s ok though, I’ll wait until aftewards to break the news to him. *eg*

What else? Uh…hum…Let’s see. I think there is a scandal brewing in the blogworld. Only time will tell where it leads but yours truly is optimistic as always.

And with that in mind, I’m off to be a dirty whore at the Eagle.

Collective *sigh*

All is right w/the world again. My funk has passed and after a long overdue conversation w/a certain blogger, I’m back to my old self again. I know, I’ve been a bit muggish this past week. Well, I’m all better…honest abe!

What does that mean? More of my madness dolled out by the spoonful.