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random musings of a crazy cat lady

Monday, May 31, 2010

The Pussy Wagon: An introduction

Yes, it's true.  I'm taking a cross country road trip in the Pussy Wagon.  Unlike the infamous Pussy Wagons from the "Kill Bill" movies, or the Lady Gaga video, my pussy wagon will contain actual cats, as well as my mom and myself. 
The pussy wagon departs in less than 3 days.  I will document its progress here.

Old Biddy Movie Review: Sex and the City 2

Tonight Judy and I went to go see Sex and the City 2.  When we got to the theater, the digital sign above the door had a limited number of letters, so it just read "Sex and T" If there ever was a time that a camera phone would be useful, this was it. Unfortunately, I still have my cheap-ass phone and Judy's camera doesn't work, so we were shit out of luck and you'll just have to take my work for it. Nonetheless, we got a good laugh out of it.
Anyway, it's simple.  What I like about the show is the friendship between the four women and the humor.  Sure, the clothes, the shoes and the men are nice eye candy too, not necessarily in that order.  The first movie was pretty dark and it was lacking in humor, even though the other elements were there.  The new movie is completely over the top and completely politically incorrect, but the humor returned, so I enjoyed it.  That ends the movie review portion of this blog post.
And now for the sappy sentimental portion of the blog..  To paraphrase one of the SATC ladies, "Men come and go, but friends are forever".  I feel the same way about you guys.  Thank you all for your friendship throughout the years. It's meant the world to me.

*And yes, if we're playing the "Which Sex and the City character are you?" game, I'm a total Miranda.  You knew that already, of course.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

I'm a free bitch, baby!

My emotions have been all over the map lately.  I know this is mainly due to the stress of my upcoming move, but of course it manifested as moping about T.  Today I had one of those moments that smacked me in the face and made me get my head out of my ass.

It's just in time, too, since I'm having dinner with T tomorrow night.  I'm planning on being calm, cool, collected, and fabulous.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

A bit too close to the truth

This is me, being unemployed

Point Reyes Dayhike

I went to Point Reyes today.  If you haven't been there, you should go.  It's one of my favorite places, even though I don't go there often and have only explored a small fraction of it.
I walked to Arch Rock.  If you're only going to do one hike there, this is the one you should do. It's about 4 miles each way.  The trail is wide and smooth, and meanders through a ferny forest next to a creek. 

About halfway there, the trail passes through a meadow.  The trail ends by a craggy cliff that juts out into the ocean.  Arch Rock itself is next to the cliff.  You can see it if you scramble down to the beach, which I've never done sue to my bad knees.  After I got home, I realized that if I had continued about a mile north, I could have taken a real trail down to Arch Rock Beach.  Oh well.  But really, it's about sitting on the rock, relaxing, and looking at the ocean.  If you bring lunch, that's even better.  I had a homemade almond croissant, some beef jerky, trail mix, and celery.  (Yes, my fridge is pretty bare, but it all tasted great even if it was a mismatched assortment.)
It's kind of weird to think that I won't see Point Reyes again for a while.  I have this response to a lot of things these days. I can't think about it too much, or I get sad, even though I know there will be tons of good places to go hiking once I get to Ithaca.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Saturday, May 8, 2010

packing up the really valuable stuff

That's right, I packed up my perfumes and a lot of the bath stuff/toiletries today.  Any remaining illusions of being a minimalist were summarily banished.  Heaven forbid I throw away any of my half full bottles of bubble bath or perfumes!  Oh no, the horrors!  Leave a whole set of dishes for my dad - no problem!  Give away clothes and shoes - no worries, dude.
It's crazy, but there is some reason to it.  I'm not going to rush out and replace those dishes, and those clothes are out of style and/or don't fit, but I sure would replace those bath products in no time flat.
I have started interspersing my packing days with day trips.  It's too boring otherwise, and I waste a lot of time goofing off on the internet.  I went to Monterey yesterday and walked along the ocean for about five hours.  It was very, very nice.  I saw a lot of seals and sea lions.  It was about 65F and there was a little bit of wind, so it was good walking weather.  The iceplant was in full bloom.  It doesn't have much of a scent, but when whole embankments of it are covered in flowers, it does give off a slightly almond-like odor. 
It was the first time I've been to Monterey since T broke up with me.  I avoided it for a while, because of all the memories, as well as the possibility that I might run into him down there.  Anyway, it was ok.  There were some memories, of course, but I walked the sadness into submission and felt much better.

Saturday LOLcat

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Cranky Old Biddy, Packing Edition

I'm cranky.  This may have something to do with the fact that I had lots of beer and fried food last night and didn't sleep well, but the sheer amount of junk I have isn't helping.  90% of it is kitchen or decorative stuff my mom gives me, that seems sort of nice so I take it, and then I stick it in a cabinet somewhere and forget about it. I am going to miss living here and being in the same city as my mom, but I am NOT going to miss all the garage sale stuff she foists on me.  Between having a bigger place and not having a continual influx of crap, it's going to be a lot easier to keep my place clean.

Anyway, here's the packing report.
1 (S) box of CD's + DVD's.
1 (S) box of books.
1 (M) box of sweatshirts and clothes
1 (L) box of candles and decorative shit from the living room

Lots of stuff discarded or bagged up for Goodwill

I am taking consolation in the fact that even though I have a lot of crap, I have a lot less crap than T, who is also moving now.  Granted, he only has to do a local move, but he hasn't moved or done a substantial culling in 18 years.  I am glad I don't have to help or listen to him complain about that.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

escape from "shoulda, coulda, woulda" land

Last night I went to dinner with some people from my former company.  One of the people there, Z., is a chemical engineer.  In fact, he's a very good chemical engineer.  His last day is in a few weeks.  After that he'll move to Sacramento to start a new job.
His story is not that unusual except in the context of the strange microcosm that is my former company.  He has a wife and a kid, with another kid on the way. He needs a job.  He interviewed on the East Coast and Midwest, as well as in Sacramento.  The job in Sacramento made the most sense.
It was a strange relief to meet someone else who will be relocating, instead of just getting a job at a company with ties to my former company.  The vast majority of the chemists and chemical engineers have done just that and are staying local.  Even the ones who are still unemployed are pretty dead set on staying in the area.
Outside of this microcosm, though, the job market is pretty brutal. 

packing scorecard, day 2

Packed up
so far
9 boxes of books
2 plastic toter containers of camping/sports stuff
1 box (med.) of shoes
down comforter shoved into empty nightstand cabinet which previously contained my Playgirl stash + sex books/toys

for Goodwill
1 large shopping bag of shoes
2 large shopping bags of books

for food drive
2 plastic grocery bags of canned goods

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

you know you're on the internet too much if...

you're surfing the LOLcat page while your cats are glaring at you waiting to be fed, and you think "Wouldn't it be funny if there were a LOLcat picture about that," and then you see one.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Bad news for the biddy family

My brother got laid off on Friday.  So now both of us siblings are unemployed at the same time.  He's a programmer, so layoffs are par for the course for him.  Nonetheless, it still sucks.
He said he could tell something was up at work.  I know he seemed stressed and was having trouble sleeping when I visited him a week ago.
He hasn't told our parents yet.  Not like I should talk - I waited two months to tell my mom.