Ack!

Feb. 16th, 2013 01:16 am
synnoveaevael: (Mama & me)
I got bit by the "new" format for LJ. FEH.

Oh well, I've gotten used to every other farkin' change they've thrown at me over the years. Hopefully this one doesn't make me nutso.

I just told my mother that we're gonna head on over to her neck of the woods for my spring break. I think she had a fit. She said she'd been really down lately, so now she's super happy. Huzzah for that.

The goal is to get there Monday March 11th, and then leave Friday the 15th. We're gonna drive down, and stay at a hotel to keep the bedlam down in her world. Cause she lives with crazy people. I mean, my roomies are nutbar, but they're not certifiable, lol.

So that is good. And should be fun. I get to see my aunt & uncle, along with Mouser. Should be fun times :)

St. Augustine, I shall see you in a few weeks :)

Whee!

Feb. 7th, 2013 01:57 am
synnoveaevael: (Circles)
I have been quite ambitious today.

After Latin & Psychology of Aging, I vacuumed my dining room, kitchen, the walls in the kitchen (wts is that about, yo?!), downstairs bathroom and then the stairs coming up, along with both landings. First I FOUND the landing. It's a dumping ground of crap.

Then I washed laundry and the bathroom rug and washed that floor and the outside of the toilet since the men have no aim and Swiffer wet jetted the rest of the surfaces. All my laundry is put away and folded and I studied my AbbyNormalPsych for a good hour or two. I'm doing flash cards online with Quizlet.com too.

Oh, and I did my shitty Latin homework.

Oh, and I made a yum yum dinner. Balsamic Chicken with tomatoes, mozzarella, and angel hair pasta. With crescent rolls!

Oh, and I ordered another oven rack (we only have one, that's no good.).

Oh, and I did a crapton of dishes!

Oh, and I cleaned door knobs and hand prints off walls and light switches! Yay Lysol!

Oh and I paid bills! Registration (EEGADS), a bill for my pap back in like, August (way to send me a bill SUPER LATE) and my dentist. WHOMMMMMMMMMMM I may also say, fixed my balance. They were double charging me some months. Bad accounting system is bad.

My TeeFury shirt came in. It's another Dark Tower one :D It says "Serving the Beam since 1999". Squee, dawg.

My FitBit says I walked up 17 flights of stairs on Feb 6th. I've walked up 2 flights so far on the 7th. It's amazing what having to go up two flights of stairs for laundry will do for that. Lolz. Not to mention vacuuming the stairs twice.

Today was productive.

At some point, and soon, I'm going to need to go through my closet. There are a ton of dress clothes that don't fit me anymore, and quite honestly, some of them are quite old. If I ever lose the weight to fit into those sizes again, I deserve to get a few new clothes. And it's not like I really need these kinds of clothes anyways.

I have to find someone to give them too. Hm.
synnoveaevael: (Firefly - Mal dancing)
I has oven.

I came home from class, and Andrew was baking brownies.

It smelled. Amazing. OMFG.

It's amazing.

And the kitchen is so much warmer! lol :D

*glee*

Ah life.

Jan. 21st, 2013 02:51 am
synnoveaevael: (Circles)
I don't have work till Friday. We're entering our slow season after the Super Bowl, so all our hours are reduced. Which is a bummer.

However, school starts this week. So maybe it's okay. Abnormal Psych meets once on Monday night, Psychology of Aging is Monday & Wednesdays, and Latin is still Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I made sure to keep Tuesdays off so Danni & I can still chill, and I figured it'd be a good idea to have one whole frickin' day off. Unlike last semester, where that was problematic.

Tomorrow! Andrew and I (WHO IS OFF THE SAME TIME AS ME *shockshock*) are going to run many errands.

OH! And I cleaned my side of the room. Holy hell. So much shit has been chucked. So much cleaner. All the happy. :) I really cleaned out shelves and the such, so hopefully it'll be easier to maintain this time.

And I did my taxes. Getting about $2000 back in total. Wewt! Thank you Earned Income Credit. Though, this means I can going to Portugal with Z and her family. The flight is about $1200. It's cool because Lenice invited Tami, so when they all lapse into Portuguese, we can talk to each other at least. Heh. Although I did order a level 1 of Brazilian Portuguese from Rosetta Stone, and Tami & I are going to share it so we're not so fucking lost.

I've also decided to go to Florida to see my mother. It's gonna be a pricey trip, because we can't stay with her (not that I would with Charlie still drawing breath) because there is no ROOM to do so, so that means a hotel and she has no car, so that means a rental. I thought about driving. It's only about 12 hours. Which isn't much, really. So, we'll see. Cause that would save the cost of renting a car AND a plane, so it might make fiscal sense.

I'm quite excited to switch up my vacation this year. Should be good times! :D

Crap. W H Y A M I H U N G R Y?!?! I had dinner. Arg.
synnoveaevael: (Dr. Horrible - shoulder shimmie)
So Paul the cat guy came over. He could not help. I nearly wept. He recommended me to call Gilbert's Restaurant supply. Now, I'm pretty sure these people were on the list of humans for Andrew to call back in the day, but that was so long ago, I am unsure.

I called. Some nice guy was like "Oh, I got a guy for you."

Then I call and leave a message for Matt.

Matt responds with EVERYTHING HE KNOWS about The Oven. Which, heh, is extensive.

Matt's coming over Friday.

My oven might be fixed by Tuesday.

I'm not holding my breath, but if I had just called Gilbert's myself years ago, this shit might have been taken care of then.

I'm a wee bit frustrated, that I have to always be the proactive one. But maybe I should just resign myself to the fact that if I want anything done in a manner that isn't going to take until I move, I should just do it myself.

That being said.

FUCKING OVEN.

I MAY HAVE A FUCKING OVEN.
synnoveaevael: (TBC - Neomaxiezoomdweebie)
I came home from work. And here were Nico, and her friends Chris & Deb in my living room. Chris & Deb used to own "Dragonfly" which was an adorable little art shop downtown. But business sucked, and lo. No more Dragonfly. Which makes me sad. Alas, they are awesome people.

Deb & Nico were looking at weird Tumblr sites and Chris was in my recliner with his head tilted back. Apparently the only way he could breathe. The sick happens to us all.

We all get to chatting and at some point, The Oven (mine is not so clean) comes up. I have lived here for 3 years. And I have never been able to use that damned thing. Steph could tell stories of the sad time we tried to cook a turkey. Oh god, the humanity.

Anyrate, Chris gets up, and starts to smack it around. Asks some questions. And he goes, as serious as one can:

Chris: "What ya should do here is.. well, if you go down East Street and make a left onto South Street, at some point you'll see a sign that says Peace and Plenty. Go in there, and ask the guy with the cat about help with the oven."

....

That's the most sound advice I've gotten on it. See, people won't come to the house to check it out because it's a commercial oven in a residential house. Doesn't matter that we're all coded and have renters insurance and they have business insurance, they are just assholes about it.

I thank him. And consider it. Then I send Danni the following exchange.

Me: We have a weird errand to run tomorrow.

Danni: ....elaborate please.

Me: We're gonna see the man with a cat about the stove.

Danni: ...you want I should call in some muscle? I know a guy.

Heh.

I tell Andrew. He goes into the reserves and shoves $400 into my hands and says "WHATEVER IS NECESSARY." Oh, lolz. It's never worked, have I mentioned that? Gas shuts off. Some regulator somewhere is rusted open, so I am told.

The following day is Danni-Synn Tuesday, so we lunch and go on this errand. We chat with Brian, the proprietor of the clearly used washer/dryer/oven/fridge store and he is pleasant. He has birds. Unfortunately, the guy with the cat (Paul) is out on an errand. So we feed and come back.

And there is Paul. And his cat, who is named Boots. He's a black and white creature of extreme affection towards Danni.

Paul has clearly had some head trauma in his life. He is missing part of his head. Danni thinks it's just his skull, but I'm not so sure it stops there. There's a large softball sized crater in his head that his very thin hair barely covers. He seems well enough. He chats to us about the oven. He scratches a few days worth of beard stubble and is not quite sure he can do anything with this oven of mine, but he'll certainly give it a looksie on Thursday.

That. My friends. Aside from a chef dude who fell off the face of the earth, is the closest I have had ANYONE say they could help me. The chef (named Alan) was like "Oh, this thingie is rusted open! Should be a snap to fix!" and we offered him cash rewards to do so, and then he moved to Baltimore and I haven't seen him since.

If Paul the Oven Dude with the Cat can't help. I don't know. My next step is a plumber. Kate the Wicked recommended it (along with a couple other peoples) and it make sense since they have to know how to deal with gas lines.

But, this story needed to be put down. Cause. Yeah.

Tomorrow, I assume I will wake up and hear from Paul. Who will be waiting at my house. To smack around my oven.

Cross some things, kiddies.

Further, if this pans out, I'm getting Chris & Deb a goddamned gift certificate to friggin Home Depot (they do contractor work too).

Stolen

Jan. 5th, 2013 12:00 am
synnoveaevael: (Empire - Shock me)
From several.

Buh bye 2012 )

Aah.

Dec. 26th, 2012 01:38 am
synnoveaevael: (Rudolph)
Christmas went smashingly.

So much food was consumed. Many gifts were exchanged. Children were excited. In laws were well received and enjoyed food and socialization.

Ahhhh :D

So happy.

And Andrew adores his electric blanket. LOL! :D

So.

Dec. 21st, 2012 04:54 pm
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Dec. 20th, 2012 07:01 pm
synnoveaevael: (Dr. Horrible - shoulder shimmie)
I made the Dean's list. I got a B+ in Elementary Statistics of Psychology and an A in Latin 101. :) My overall GPA is 3.53 (this includes my grades from Willie P). Let's hope next semester goes as well, eh?

*sigh*

Dec. 16th, 2012 11:11 pm
synnoveaevael: (Corpse Bride - Sad)
We lost Firenze today.

I'm just sad. So much death lately..
synnoveaevael: (Kittie - Sometimes I purr)
At work today, we're puttering around, like ya do, and in a lull, Tiffany (my 5 foot nuffin' assistant manager) was outside having a cigarette. A man in a brown coat and hat, possibly of Hispanic descent, came up to her and had his hands in his pockets.

Now, our store has been robbed before. And this guy wasn't saying anything, just slowly and steadily coming up to Tiffany, not really looking at her. She opened the door and saw me and called for me.

The man had handed her what looked like a silverish dream catcher necklace on a black cord and motioned to his mouth like he was eating. Then he started to sign. He wasn't talking because he was deaf. None of us at this store happen to know ASL, so we kind of just did hand motions back and forth.

I called over our general manager, Reva and we all started to realized what was going on.

Turns out, he was trying to trade this necklace for food.

Once our brains took over, we ran to the heat rack. We had just had a fuck up (i.e., made one too many) of a plain cheese pizza, so it was fresh. We gave it to him, and then Ronnie, Reva's husband, got him a soda.

And we handed the necklace back to him. He took all these things with tears in his eyes, and signed thank you several times.

After we all came back inside, Ronnie went outside after the guy who walked a ways down and sat in the icy grass to eat his pizza. He handed him a $20.

He went off, and I didn't see him again. Before that though, I realize it was him I saw laying in the grass. He looked very meditative. I was like "why would someone lay in the cold ass grass waiting for the bus??" Still not sure why he was laying there.

But I'm glad he got some dinner.

I work with some good people.

We now have a policy that if he comes back, he gets fed. No questions asked.
synnoveaevael: (Juliet - Joo Lay)
Feline:

This past Wednesday, we had to take Miss Juliet to the vet for her teeth cleaned. Now, we tried to do this ages ago, but her blood work came back that she had hypothyroidism. So we put her on the medication for that, and then we needed to do MORE blood work after 30 days because apparently hypothyroidism can hide kidney disorders in cats. Awesome. The 30 days comes and we get her tested and lo, she is still awesomesauce. Another appointment is made to keep her happy butt up on her teeth.

She hasn't been put under anesthesia in twelve friggin years. She got fixed, and that was pretty much it. We try to keep her life trauma free, since we molest her all the time. Well, we dropped her off at 7:30 and we were able to get her back by 4! The vet we go to is sort of awesome if not pricey. But alas. Only the best for my girl. (ask me when I last went to the doctor, hahahah)

She has been super snuggly and affectionate and sweet since. Sleepin' like a boss. She has a lil' shaved area on her arm from the IV, but she's pretty boss. Her teeth are in pretty good shape too. The vet was all "hey, for the first dental visit in 14 years, she rocked it." Huzzah.

~~

Edumacation:

My adviser was Dr. K., but she's like. Leaving. I didn't really know her anyways. But she is teaching a class next semester? Oh I don't even know. So whatever. I go to the registrar today to be like "uh. so. registering for classes, eh?" and they're all "that started awhile ago" and I'm all "DAMMIT I HAVE NO ADVISER!!" and I give her my name and shizz and she's like "oh, you've been transferred to Dr. Boyle." and I was like "Dr. Boyle. Dr. Bob Boyle. Like. Whose class I JUST CAME FROM!?" and she's like "Uhm. Yep!" Hahahaha...

Alas, I scampered on back and he was still there helping some girl and I was like HEY YOU IS MAH ADVISER, MANG. and he was like "husha chil' I know." (vernacular mine.)

He signed my advisement card, which I don't really understand since I came home and registered for shit online. Whatever. I guess it's just proof that you talked to your dude. So I get to drop that shit off tomorrow after Latin.

I'm taking Latin 102 *weeps* and Psychology of Aging. I'm waitlisted for Abnormal Psychology. Heee :D

My schedule, if all goes well, will be MWF with Latin, MW, with Aging and M with Abby Normal. Monday would be a long ass day, with school from 12:30 to 7:30 in all three subjects, but I got this. I can hang. I'm a tough chick. (remember to go back and read that after your brain blows up)

~~

Fiance creature:

Saturday is our "official" anniversary. We kinda count Pennsic since that's where we met and whatever, but Saturday is the day we arbitrarily picked for an anniversary. SOOOO! We're going to a hotel in Hagerstown that has a whirlpool tub. That was my only request. WANT SWISHY TUB. Then! The boy found a Bavarian restaurant that looks pretty neat in town, and we're gonna hit that shit up. Prolly even take a taxi so we can both drink. It'll be nice. Sunday I don't know what we're gonna do. But it'll be nice! We've never really planned anything like this before. We're usually "what you wanna do?" "I don't know. What you wanna do?" "I dunno." So! Heheh :D I'm excited. :)

~~

Craftaholica:

I'm making this ginormous granny square blanket. Well, I'm using Lion Brand Homespun and I think the yarn is too thick to actually chain 2 in the corners, so it's doing this weird peaking thing. I looked it up and they call it "curling" but it is more peaking. So, I undid a 12 row square and I'm redoing it with ONE chain between the shells in the corners to see if this helps. I really really really really really don't want to redo the 36 row square, but if I have to, I will. We'll see. *inhales and exhales* I HAVE THE POWER. I think part of the reason I haven't worked on this for so long is because deep down I knew I'd have to fix the motherfucker. I have a huge basket full of blanket bits. This will be excruciating.

Alas. I have a season of How I Met Your Mother to watch, so I think it will help. This show is adorable.

[Wedding]

Nov. 3rd, 2012 12:30 am
synnoveaevael: (Andrew & I at Wickerman)
Hi. I'm planning a wedding. Suck it. Eggplant or plum or wine for the main bridesmaids dresses. Highlight color, burnt orange. Gold as an accent on the purple.

Looking at all this shit.

Aah. This is fun.

Dang.

Oct. 19th, 2012 02:37 am
synnoveaevael: (Andrew & I at Wickerman)
I love this man of mine. He's completely amazing.
synnoveaevael: (Dark Tower - Go Then)
Closing this bitch Friday. :)

OMFG.

Oct. 13th, 2012 02:31 am
synnoveaevael: (Circles)
STATISTICS.

My brain hurts with this damned midterm. LAST QUESTION!!! Which will wait till tomorrow. Eff this man.

I have a big fat gay wedding to attend, and now I shall sleep.
synnoveaevael: (Juliet - Joo Lay)
So Juliet had a vet visit the other day, and they told us she had gingivitis and to bring her in for a cleaning, but they needed to do blood work since they put them under for cleanings. Okay, sure.

Tuesday, Andrew calls and finds out about the times we need to stop feeding her, watering her, etc. They tell him "Oh... the doctor will call you about her blood work." Andrew smartly didn't tell me this since I was on my way to class.

No teeth cleaning for her! But the vet calls back and it turns out Juliet has hyperthyroidism. She's now on meds! Half a pill twice a day. I was a wee bit nervous on how to give her a pill, so we went out and got a thousand treats to stuff the pill in.

When it was time for her first one, we folded it up in a treat she liked and snarfed it right down. SERIOUSLY???

Same thing this afternoon.

However. Ha. Tonight.

Andrew folds the pill in the treat. So, she was chewing on her drugged treat and it broke apart and the pill fell out. So Andrew jammed it in the next treat. And it fell out of her mouth. So I took another treat and smeared the now soggy treat on it and all the crumbles of the leftovers in my hand. She licked the treat off my hand and then made the most AMAZING FACE.

HAHAHAHAHHA.

Guess that tasted bad. So I gave her a couple different treats to compensate for the taste. She's awesome. This was a lot easier this afternoon.

Heh.

Further. WHY AM I WATCHING THIS?!?!? This season finale of Grey's is fucking depressing.

NYRF!!!

Sep. 21st, 2012 04:02 am
synnoveaevael: (Orly?  me)
I am thrilled to be going to NYRF this weekend. I am far more excited than one should be. The weather is gonna be COLD too. 73 on Saturday and 64(!!) on Sunday. Time to bring the warm. Which is sort of exciting. :)

My statistics professor changed our homework from being due Thursday to TUESDAY. So I just finished that up. I feel mostly confident. I got an 85 on my last assignment, which EASILY could have been a 90, but I was retarded about a process that I didn't fuck up on another question. DAMN YOU BRAIN. I asked a girl next to me a question today and I noticed her homework was out and she got a 69. I felt real bad. :(

Latin is Latin. I do a lot of "let's look that up in the book." I feel like I'm just learning the concepts, and I'm not even memorizing them. I'm prolly gonna end up doing some exercises on my own. Might take a Wednesday off to do that (the rest of my week seems to be work + school and not a lot of in between).

Last night I had some WEIRD ass dreams. Post apocalyptic stuff. Alien invasion stuff. My brain is weird. I haven't been feeling 100% so I have been drugging myself with intense amounts of zinc. Heh. Maybe that causes some fucked up dreams.

Anyyyyrate. Time for sleeps. I have school at 12:30 and then work at 4, then as soon as I get out of there, I'm OFF to NY!!! Poor everyone at Bill's. We're gonna be landing SO fucking late. I hope I get out of work around 9. Assume an hour to put everything in the car and pack what Andrew doesn't, get food, gas. Leave around 10. Get there 2ish. *siiiigh* I begged Tiffany tonight to let me out as soon as she can. We'll see. :D :D

I AM EXCITED TO GO!!!

Okay okay.

Sep. 18th, 2012 03:33 am
synnoveaevael: (Can't Hardly Wait - No legs)
I get it now.

I finished all Buffy and all the Angel. Watched them in chronological order, too. Which turned out to be a good thing.

Alan would be proud, lol... All a million years later.

Did I mention his autopsy results came back inconclusive? He'd have hated that.

But yes. All in all. What a couple series. Some REALLY RETARDED plot lines. But some awesome dialog and camaraderie and amazing characters.

Am pleased. I feel like... a war hero. If war heroes sat on their asses and watched hundreds of hours of teevee.

HOLY SHIT. I WATCHED HUNDREDS OF HOURS OF TEEVEE.

*faceplants*

*points to icon*

*sleeps*

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