Domestic Geek

Speaking of my car, I got it back from the mechanic yesterday. My air conditioning pump seized up, so I've had no cool air during these record-setting heat days we've had this summer. (Don't forget I also deliver steaming-hot pizzas.) I used to laugh at people with air conditioning and called them wimps. Now I am one!

So, I was leaving school today and I noticed a yellow stickie note on my driver's side mirror. The note read something like "Please call me about your car!" with a phone number and some initials. Upon seeing this handwritten note, I panic and think someone has munched my car. I get out and do the inspection - nothing. The initals looked a little like the financial aid person's, so I went in and asked her about it. It wasn't her and, after checking the school's registry, she determined that it was not a student, she let me use the phone to call the number. I said, "Watch it try to be somebody trying to sell me something." Sure enough, it was some glass company wanting to replace my cracked windshield. Well, guess what? I don't want to replace it right now and when I am ready, I sure as hell am not going to use someone as unprofessional as you, dickwad! Have you heard of flyers, or busness cards? Assmunch.

So, I spent a good portion of this week reading "Shelters of Stone" by Jean Auel this week. I picked it up last Wednesday when Mike went to the Apple Store to buy himself an iSight. I finished it yesterday morning. Yay!! I haven't really read much the way I used to, so I decided I needed to start again. I just read Stephen King's "Everything's Eventual" a couple of weeks ago. I missed reading. There used to be a time when I read myself to sleep every evening.

I'm intrigued by an artist that I've found. Karen Rossi has been around awhile, apparently, but I didn't know a thing about her until I saw the most bizarre piece at a Carlton Cards store I was in. I'm really intrigued by her style. It reminds me a little of the paintings that Zehava does. I really want to learn to paint correctly. My teacher told me the Art Students League of Denver is a good place to learn. I'll have to look into it.

Marcus and I went to the Renaissance Festival today. I know he really didn't want to go, but I think he had a good time anyway. The comedians/jugglers Throw Up were very funny. I was a little bit disappointed in the jousting since I've been to Medieval Times and the ones here were just plain hokey in comparisson. Now we're both just really tired. Especially since I think Marcus had a heat stroke on his diasterous biking trip he and Mikey took yesterday.

I really need a nap.

I was just going through some books in my bookshelf looking for something when I came across an old yearbook (1991-92) from when I was teaching. It got me to pondering what the hell has happened to me since then.

I used to consider myself to be pretty. I've always been heavy, but I took care of myself and I felt good. True, I hated the whole teaching situation (I liked working with kids, but I HATED the whole organized education institution), but I still liked me. I don't even know if I like me anymore. I've gotten lazy, selfish, and even a bit mean to some people (as was pointed out by Marcus the other day). I thought then that he was full of it, but just yesterday I caught myself being a total bitch to someone I really don't know that well.

I have so much potential, but yet I fail to realize it. Why?

Current mood: hot
It was a record-breaking 100°F today. Oh, Boy!!! No wonder I didn't get squat done today. Marcus actually mowed the lawn in this. That boy is insane. Thank goodness we have an awesome swamp cooler. It's still in the low 80's right now. Ick.

We went to The Armadillo for dinner tonight. I have been absolutely craving Burritos Supreme all day. Marcus ordered some of their Shrimp Poppers. I was hesitant to try one as they had jalapenos in them and I'm a total wuss, but I did and it was sooooo yummay! I might have to have some of them again. They had some guy dressed up in an armadillo suit that was wandering around the restaurant. It was cute for awhile, but by the time he came to our table the 10th time, it got a little old. He would mess up your hair, or try to pick a fight, or pretend he was picking lice out of your hair and eat it, or karate chop your neck. The dude even knocked Marcus' food (in the take-home box) on the floor. Good thing it didn't open up or something. I mean, Marcus and I were trying to have nice dinner conversation and the guy would not just let you ignore him. *sigh*

I know I'm weird, but one of my favorite songs in the whole world is "Barbie Girl" by Aqua. I've had a version that I downloaded on Limewire a long time ago, but I decided to go ahead and download it legit from Apple Music. I was looking at the cover art and I said to myself, "Dang, that cover looks really familiar." I check my CD collection and sure enough, I already own the darned thing. Who knew? So, that begun a heavy duty session of ripping cd's I own into my iTunes. That is one cool program. So is iPhoto. I just love my Mac. Now I just need more money so I can buy an iPod and take my music and data with me everywhere.

Well, I begin classes again this week. I'm a little disappointed because I haven't accomplished squat (except think) in the seven weeks I've taken off. Maybe I needed that, though. Fortunatley, the class I have this module is only on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so I have got time to get myself in gear and do some things before the next module (which will be the class I should've just taken and it is five days per week).

OK, well, I guess I'd better finish this up. I've been washing bedding and I still need to put the bed back together so I can get some sleep. I've got lots to do tomorrow.