Entries from February 2007 ↓

So, the midwest was hit with a big storm last night (and it was still snowing lightly just a few hours ago). I could feel the cabin fever growing—feeling like I was stuck in my apartment with nothing but homework to do. Rebecca encouraged me to get out of my house and go take some photos. So I did. How long has it been since I’ve posted photos? Too long.

When I came home, Ellipses and I promptly curled up for a nap. He’s been very cuddly this weekend, which I like. He’s a lovely little kitty when he’s not all whiny and annoying.

Almost time for the Academy Awards! I think I better keep working on the homework. (I’m redesigning the materials for Trivial Pursuit—board, cards, pawns, scoring pieces—which involves a lot typing. Who knew?)

Wolfman Jack Burgers are the invention of a particularly fantastic burger joint in Austin called Hut’s. Eric made a version of them with green chiles, Monterey Jack cheese, sour cream, bacon, and mayonnaise. Once, long before the Project, Eric fed a Wolfman Jack Burger to a friend of his from college who had not eaten meat in three years. His friend vomited for two days straight, which is the kind of thing that happens to you when you do something stupid like not eating meat. Anyway, we were enjoying them.

Julie & Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously by Julie Powell

This book makes me laugh out loud! It makes me want to cook, and write, and be generally awesome like Julie Powell.

I promise that someday, when my body stops hating me, I will stop whining about things. Not today, though.

I’ve had the cold that everyone has been having for about a week now. Last night my ears started popping in some sort of effort to get my head decongested. It just gave me a headache. This morning the headache was pounding, but I took some ibuprofen and that seemed to do the trick. After taking a shower, my nose started running with some reddish liquid—not a lot, but enough to freak me out. So then I was feeling light-headed. I laid down and the headache came back. That’s when I became hysterical and called my mom and my sister. Karyn drove me to a clinic, where they checked me out, shrugged and gave me some more drugs.

In the last month I have purchased at least 7 different kinds of prescription drugs from pharmacies. That’s quite excessive, and it needs to stop. (But, hey, thank goodness for insurance!)

In other news, I’m quite excited to make my own version of Trivial Pursuit. (Same rules, different materials.) I visited The Source (beware: terrible website) in Roseville last night for materials. That place is funny: so many cool things and so many nerdy things. But maybe the cool things are nerdy, too…

Ok, I lied when I typed “I’m hesitant to do things that aren’t free.”

There are two money-spending occaisions that I am a fool for:

• Brunch.
• Happy Hour.

Tonight I met Kristi at the 8th Street Grill and we drank Blue Moon and ate Nacho Chili Cheese Fries. Delicious!

Here is my problem with living alone: I don’t mind being alone, especially now that I’ve got Ellipses in my home. This winter I’ve been such a hermit and it’s irritating me. Last night I caught myself thinking, “When did I stop being fun?” I felt especially un-fun after Rebecca sent me photos and told how awesome it was at Noise! (fashion show held on UMN campus this past Saturday). Of course, I have my reasons for not going (one of them being that tickets were sold out), but I still felt bad for being at home instead.

Aside from not minding the alone time, there are a couple other things holding me back:

Bills. I have been surviving okay every month for a while, but my income and my bills rely on each other. Of course, I have to buy food and junk, too. Money has been tight, which is why I’m hesitant to do anything that isn’t free. After reading this article, Karyn suggested I should keep a financial blog to keep myself in check. I just don’t think a blog will somehow make my money multiply.

Transportation. I am so sick of waiting for the bus. It’s cold outside. I can’t afford a car (payments, insurance, gas, etc.), either. So it’s the bus or my legs or making my friends pick me up. The last option gives me huge guilt trips because I don’t live near anyone. I owe a lot of people a lot of rides and gas money.

Someday I will be free from some of my financial obligations, but I guess, for the unforeseeable future, I’ll be at home.