04 November 2009 @ 01:14 am
Poll #1480599 Happy Friggen Election Dday

At my polling place today, I...

voted using an old school paper ballot.
voted electronically.
voted by absentee ballot or voted early.
failed to actually show up, and should be shunned.
live in another country, way to be inclusive.

The 53% of Maine citizens who voted to repeal gay marriage should be

individually hunted down and forced to wear camo with SEQUINS.
forced to get a gay marriage. (it's like eating your vegetables!)
banned from using the pot they probably voted to legalize.
packed into crates and mailed to Utah.
bitch slapped.

When this entry appeared on my friends list I

nearly passed out from shock because Chelsea updated.
could not remember who this person was.
yelled "TICKY".

But everything is going to be okay, and here's why:

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06 May 2009 @ 11:34 pm
Who wants to get gay married!?!?

That's right, we have finally joined the ranks.  And I can finally fake marry my fake facebook fiancee!!  (There are already rumblings from the religious community about a referendum to say "gross! make it stop!" this fall, but until then: rainbows for everyone!)

Um, in other news, I kind of love Cupid, but I'm not entirely sure why.  I don't think it's really anything special, but I'm seriously enjoying it.  Everything I've heard says the original was better, but that shit is hard to find.

I've switched over to my regular work schedule of three 12 hour days, and I think this is going to work just fine.  I have to dress and act like an adult for three days, and then I get four days to recover.  :)  I was thinking about getting a part time job, but guess what?  No one's hiring.  With any luck, once it gets a little closer to summer and the tourists start appearing, there will be people willing to give me money.  Until then, I'm going to spend some time in the school library, talking about books.

And even though I'm a day behind the Red Sox Continuously Updating Canon, I would still like to say: suck it, Joba Chamberlain.

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07 April 2009 @ 11:02 pm
1. Reply to this post, and I will pick six of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon glee.

cold_campbells gave me:

the actual meme bit and another six behind hereCollapse )

See, the things I do so you will feel guilty about skipping over this next section where I talk about baseball.  Don't think I missed how neither of you chose any of my 10 Sox icons.

BASEBALL. SHINY NEW TOTALLY-COUNTS BASEBALL WITH REAL PLAYERS. Josh Beckett being completely smoking hot and striking bitches out. Jason Varitek reminding everyone that the real power is in his thighs - long live the thighs! Dustin Pedroia taking a moment to shine his MVP trophy and hit a home run into the Monster seats as a bonus. Kevin Youkilis and Jed Lowrie and Justin Masterson and Jacoby Ellsbury, on my tv, all of them, for real.  The promise of another game tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after. The Yankees getting their asses handed to them by the Orioles!  (And, because I'm not completely biased: some dude on the Marlins hitting an inside the park home run!  JI JIM THOME hitting a game winning home run off Farnsworth!  Other baseball highlights that I enjoyed this morning on MLB Network but can't remember now!)  (If you click that link, there's a random reference to Drake and Josh among all the baseball.  For serious.)

I had to commandeer the radio at work so I could listen to the first hour, and got harassed about it.  Chicks, man.

My friend S texted me after it was all over: "15 texts per game conservatively and at least 172 games left. [ed. note: assuming they sweep the ALDS, ALCS, and the World Series, that is.] i think i have to sign up for unlimited" Good call.

Um, I think I might have accidentally become an iCarly fan this weekend, and I need some fic recs moral support.  Sam/Freddie for evah, yes?

Current Music: Sigur Ros - Hoppipolla
First, from the wonderful and terrifying mind of moirariordan: a meme!

Comment to this entry and I will give you a word. Type the word into your iTunes/WMP/whatever search and upload five songs with that word in the title. (Or artist. Or album. Or genre or whatever, if you have trouble.)

Mine was "move".

Move You - Anya Marina
She Wants To Move - N.E.R.D.
Dare You To Move - Switchfoot
She Moves In Mysterious Ways - KMFDM
I'm Not Over You Yet - Kevin Devine (from the album Make the Clocks Move)

... I had trouble.

My day consisted of work being a bitch, and everyone I know being pissed that the Sox got rained out.  (Dammit, it is baseball time.  More on that in a minute.)  My boss made it very clear today that she wants all of us there ten minutes before opening, as some people (who shall remain nameless, Chelsea) have been cutting it very close lately.  That I have no problem with.  I'd have everyone show up 15 minutes early, for what it's worth.  My issue is that we aren't allowed to clock in before 8:53, and she wants us there at 8:50.  They're strict about us not clocking in early because the time clock rounds in 7 minute increments, which means that if we clock in at 8:52, we get credit for being there at 8:45.  People might take advantage, I get it.  As far as I'm concerned, I might be in the building by 8:50, but damn if I'm going to get ready for my day until after I've clocked in.  I don't expect them to pay me when I'm not working, but I sure as hell don't get paid enough to be working when I'm not on the clock.

I don't know whose stupid idea it was to be all "let's play baseball in Boston on April 6!", but I hope they got fired.  An extra week of spring thaw while the boys opened in Tampa Bay never hurt anyone.  So instead of shiny new baseball that actually counts, I have to console myself with this:
baseball boyfriendsCollapse )

There were multiple, serious conversations at work today re: the chances that we could get Opening Day off for religious reasons (nil) and the possibility that we could change the station on the television from CNBC (boring) to NESN (baseballicious) without the manager noticing (slim).

The rain has made it up here, too, and I left my movie star umbrella at H's house.  It's one of those gorgeous clear bubble style umbrellas, and it always makes me feel like Audrey Hepburn.  But tomorrow I will be Hepburn-less.  WOE.

Could someone remind me to stop playing Snood and go to bed?  Say, two hours ago?
Current Music: Dirty Water - Dropkick Murphys
23 March 2009 @ 07:27 pm
I trained a new girl at work today, which was kind of fun, but mostly just boring. Everything gets way more difficult when I have to stop, think about what I'm doing, and then narrate. Also, by the end of this week, I will have freaking lost my voice, because OH MY GOD do I talk a lot. The most important thing, however, is that training = $1 more an hour = AWESOME. (Actually, it'll most likely = extra payment to my student loan, because I am basically a rock star.)

Speaking of rock stars: why are there never any good concerts up here in the Arctic? I'm all psyched because apparently Ben Folds is going to be in the state next month. But he's on the UMO campus, and half of those concerts end up being "student have first dibs", and so I get no tickets. What's with the discrimination, huh?

Also speaking of rock stars: in possibly the least controversial statement he has ever made, Curt Schilling officially retired from baseball today (like, 18 months after the last time he threw a pitch, but who's counting). And I admit, I'll kind of miss the old bastard. He did some unbelievably bad ass mound heroics for us, both in '04, which he will certainly be remembered for, and in '07, which he might not be. I'd love to see him in the Hall, but it'll be interesting to see just how many people he's pissed off over the years.

For those who don't care: he announced it on his blog, because he is a big dork.

I could have sworn I posted this last week, and yet, it popped up as my saved draft when I started to type this one up, so, here it is, a look back into the past. *does the old school wavy-tv-screen-means-time-travel thing*

what have we learned? apparently I"ve recently become obsessed with my student loans.Collapse )

and, finally, I leave you with a baseball player making a funny face.

Justin Masterson, how so tall and gangly?Collapse )

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24 February 2009 @ 07:39 pm
I started an epic post on Justin Masterson (HOW SO ADORABLE?), and then the apocalypse hit, and we lost power, and that was the end of that. Some other day. We finally got power back this afternoon, meaning it was gone less than two days, but those were two long damn days. I'm all for, say, two nights a winter with no power, because that means I get two nights curled up in front of the wood stove reading and making people play dominoes with me by candlelight. Good times. But when it intefers with my morning shower, well, fuck that domestic picture. I wanna wash my hair.

I desperately want to put a sign up on the door of the credit union where I work, and it's one of those things that I would absolutely do if it were a business I owned, but they will never let me do. I'm still working on the wording, because it needs to be short and to the point, which isn't how I usually think, but it would go something like this: If you enter the lobby wearing sunglasses, a hat, and your hood over your head, you look like a bank robber, and we will react accordingly. Personally, I think this is pretty self-explanatory, because THEY LOOK LIKE A FUCKING BANK ROBBER. But a certain group of our members seem to have trouble with this concept - I am looking at you, none-too-bright employees of the extremely large business directly across the street from us. *vagues out*

(To make the whole thing worse, not only have there been 12 robberies in our area in the last couple months - which is a full on HOLY SHIT kind of number - but we also had our annual "What To Do In Case of a Robbery" training last week, so we're what you might call hyper-alert.)

(I am also the kind of person who would seriously consider adding various asides to the bottom of the side - like, say, "This means you, John Smith" - to see how long it would take people to notice. I guarantee it would take a very long time. I would also refuse service to people on cell phones. Alas, my credit union is full-on company sized, and would not appreciate my take on customer service.)

In other news, Kevin Youkilis got bored this weekend, and did this:
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The upside: not only will Surviving Grady have to come up with a new nickname for him (previously: The One Whose Beard Frightens Small Children), but my man is getting some serious blog coverage. I expect to see a full on trend, a la Giambi's mustache.

Spring training games start tomorrow, and I am freaking psyched. I'll miss the traditional afternoon game against Boston College (though I am extremely amused by the thought of the poor kids from BC not getting any sleep tonight because they will be trying to hit off Josh Motherfucking Beckett tomorrow), but I will catch the game against the Twins at 7, and have already made beer and pizza plans with my brother.

Just a reminder: If you want to see pictures of something in my life (other than my baseball husband's kick ass facial hair), go to this post and ask.  Otherwise you are looking at a post with a lot of pictures of my Red Sox shirts.

And, finally: HA HA SARAH PALIN.  The nice thing is that I don't have to link to anything, because all of the embarrassing Sarah Palin stories make the national news.  HA HA.

15 February 2009 @ 07:27 pm
I failed to mention in my last entry that the other reason I'm stressed out and bitchy is because I'm in the middle of switching bedrooms.  Which involves packing up everything, weeding things out, and a completely new set up; that is, cleaning, getting rid of my possessions, and change, NONE of which I like.  ARGH.

So, in celebration of the high point of my day - finding my camera cord! - I'm doing one of those memes that I always mean to but never actually do.  Ask me for a picture of something and you will get it.  My headband collection?  My current toenail polish?  My camera?  Well, that one might be a little more difficult.  The one thing you probably shouldn't ask for: picture of my bedroom, as it will be a picture of a bunch of boxes in front of a white wall.  Unless you're into that kind of thing...

I'm an open book, folks.
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06 February 2009 @ 12:19 am
Snagged from moirariordan , as so many of my memes are.

Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 40 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3: Strike through the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!
Step 5: If you like the game post your own.

this meme will never get oldCollapse )
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04 February 2009 @ 10:09 pm
This is not a post.  If this were a real post, there would be content.

Today I:

got a Wii!  (and can no longer feel my shoulder.)

did not get a promotion.  (they chose the girl with years of experience to take my boss' job, rather than me with my five months.  damn you, corporate logic!)

did not go off the road into a snowbank.  (that was yesterday.)

did wear my new sweater.  (gray cashmere, gorgeous, on sale.)

updated my lj.  (and felt totally accomplished.)

felt like spring was maybe only months away, rather than years.  (because, you see, Jon Lester is already in Florida, ready for spring training.)

went to bed.  (now.)
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27 January 2009 @ 09:18 pm
I had a mighty fine glass of wine with dinner, and I am feeling it (which is ridiculous, by the way, as I have a glass of wine with dinner every fricken night.  but this is a new wine, and it is fantastic.), so bear with me.

1. I had Chinese a couple nights ago, and when I opened my fortune cookie it said "You look pretty".  Which was nice, but the cookie was full of shit, because I hadn't showered that day and had spent part of the afternoon helping to move furniture.  NICE TRY.  But I totally kept it.

2. I forgot to put on a belt yesterday, and felt naked and uncomfortable all day.  So, I'm curious.

Poll #1338818 Belts: An Existential Question


When I can find one.
I think there should be more polls in my life.
You look pretty!
I'm checking every box you give me to check, for the record.
3. John Updike died today, as I'm sure everyone knows by now.  I've never read any of the books he was, you know, famous for or anything.  But one of my favorite essays of all time is, naturally, Hub Fans Bid Kid Adieu, and my subject is one of my favorite lines.  It's about Ted Williams - specifically his last game, and his parting shot: a home run, because that's how Ted Williams rolled.  (I'm thrilled to find that it's online and available, but I'm disappointed because my copy of the essay came in a collection of baseball writings, and it includes a footnote discussing his .404 season average that begins "The sweet saga of this beautiful decimal must be sung once more." - for those of you who don't know, that was his season average in 1941, and the closest anyone has come since is .390, with last year's winner coming in at .328, if that helps any.  Oh, Teddy, I love you best, you old bastard.)  I have some beat up copies of his novels around here somewhere, but I think they've fallen into the same category as Kurt Vonnegut - I'm totally going to read them someday, but there's this shiny new young adult novel calling my name right now.

4. So there's this shiny new young adult novel calling my name - The Thief, by Megan Whalen Turner, because snowfire has been all about them.  I went looking for Jellicoe Road today, because it won the Printz, but it seems to only be out in hardcover, and I hate hardcover books; I can only carry one at a time.  I'm disappointed that Hunger Games didn't even get an Honor, but I'm intrigued by Octavian Nothing, as I keep meaning to read the first one and now I need to read the second as well.

5. I am not a salesperson, and I wish they would stop asking me to be one at work.

6. Everyone should go here and write porn.  Yay!

7. It turns out that I get the MLB Network, which is: a) cool, because of course I need more baseball in my life, b) awesome, because they just hired everyone's favorite former Red Sox back up firstbaseman, Sean Casey, and now I will hopefully get to watch half an hour a week of him interviewing baseball players with in depth questions like "Who's the worst spread killer?" and "How awesome is pro wrestling?' and then giggling like a little girl, and then telling everyone about his new haircut and how bad he is at fantasy football, or c) awful, because I have a job I have to go to, and so a 24-hour baseball channel is really just the world taunting me.

8. Guys!  Rachel Maddow!  Totally adorable!  Completely serious and bad ass journalist.  Um, I kind of have a girl crush.

(pitchers and catchers report in 15 days, 12 hours, 46 minutes.  not that we're counting or anything.)

ETA: Um, why did no one mention the giant typo/deleted section in the middle of my post?  I didn't have that much wine, honest.  Fixed now.

Current Music: Sean Casey's Best Dressed List