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April 01 MovingI'm now on Blogger, should anyone feel like following me. The URL is http://bipolarphotographer.blogspot.com/ Should be better because I can add photos to my posts and not just to the photo album. Maybe it will encourage me to take more photos, too. Hope to see you all there! March 29 DisgustedI'm so disgusted at the article I read recently (I posted it in my last post) that I can hardly think of anything else. Really, I can only hope it isn't true. It's just too horrible if it's true. However, China isn't exactly known for kindness to animals. There was another article I read that was just as disturbing to me as this one, only I didn't post that one. Again, it involved China and animals. I just think this needs to get more airplay than it's gotten. I hadn't even heard of this until a friend sent it to me in an e-mail. Has anyone else seen this on the news? I certainly haven't. I sent the article to some news stations here in town and to the national news. Hopefully they'll at least look into it. I also sent it to the SPCA. Please, let someone do something about this. I only wish I could be a vegetarian. For one thing, I can't eat soy. Sucks, but there you go. I have a thyroid condition and soy is bad for me. Second, I really can't stand a lot of veggies. I try to be adventurous, but I don't like the taste of some of them, especially broccoli. It's hard to be a vegetarian when you don't like the taste of veggies. It would be easier if I could at least eat tofu or something. But, I don't know how I'd get enough protein without soy or nuts. Kinda tough. Really, I hope someday I can work it out. I also gotta get calcium, etc., so somewhere I'm always eating animal products. I don't like it, but at this point, I don't have the luxury of thinking where my food is coming from. Hopefully there are other products out there that I can try without soy, but right now I haven't seen many, if at all. Anyway, that's just me lamenting again, as usual. I guess I don't have much going on otherwise that it's hard to relax when I hear some of these terrible things. It just stays with me for a long time. I did have a good dream with J.D. Fortune the other night. I was actually dating him in the dream and we were moving into a new apartment together. So awesome. I even got to make out with him in the dream. Not as good as the real thing, I'm sure, but that will never happen to me. I'm not really very hot. I'm not fooling myself. Well, I'd better go. Dinner will be ready in a little bit and I've got other business on the computer that I have to take care of first. Job-hunting and all that, you know? Boring, boring, boring... March 27 Very, very sadIs your fake fur really cat fur?By ANDREA THOMPSON - More by this author » Last updated at 16:43pm on 26th March 2007It sounds too grotesque for words. But pelts from slaughtered cats and dogs are being passed off as 'ethical' fur. Last week, the US fashion industry cracked down on dubious ladelling, not good news for British shoppers as fashion insiders predict a flood of rejects from the US The short video would have made even the most hardened fur-lover recoil. A grey longhaired German shepherd puppy is hauled from its cage by the neck before being strung up by a wire noose, which slowly strangles it to within an inch of its life. It is then skinned alive whilst blinking helplessly and moaning in agony. A PR disaster for the fur trade, this video is part of a huge campaign by the Humane Society of the United States. It culminated last week in the international animal rights charity exposing shocking new evidence that coats purchased from the top-end US designer store, Nordstrom, which stocks designer labels including Calvin Klein and Tommy Hilfiger, were found to be trimmed with fur from domestic dogs, even though the fur was advertised as fake. There was public outrage and the fashion industry in New York is still feeling the shockwaves. Panic set in as top names Calvin Klein, DKNY and Rocawear, and celebrities including Beyonce and P-Diddy whose fashion lines were stocked instore, rushed out statements expressing disgust. Described in shock news headlines as the ‘biggest industry-wide deception’ in recent years, it began after a tip-off from a customer who bought a surprisingly soft coat marked ‘faux fur’. DNA tests revealed it to be domestic dog originating in China, which supplies well over half of the fur to the global market and is renowned for its inhumane killing methods. Other coats were found to be the skins of similarly banned members of the canine family, such as Racoon dog and wolf. There have been whispers for some time about the increase in dog and cat fur entering the global fur chain. But last week’s news finally blew the lid off the scandal. And those naïve enough to believe that this is an isolated incident are in for a wake up call. In America importing cat and dog furs into the country has been outlawed since 2000. But in the UK – a nation famed for its animal lovers – there is no law banning the import of cat and dog fur at all, making it even more likely that a similar scandal could emerge. The Britsh Fur Association has signed up to a voluntary EU labelling scheme in a bid to reassure shoppers that its pelts are not tainted by cat and dog fur, and this autumn it plans to launch the Origin Assured (AO) label which will confirm that ‘a product comes from a country where national or local regulations or standards governing fur production are in force'. But unlike Australia, New Zealand and 5 other EU countries, the UK government has so far refused calls to sign up to a blanket ban on such imports. “Because fur is often dyed and treated, it is almost impossible to establish with 100 per cent certainty the true origin of the fur in our stores and markets,” says Mark Glover, UK Director of Humane Society International. “With DNA testing proving expensive and time consuming, and garments needing to be sent abroad for analysis, it is also impossible to check every garment that enters the market. "It is now widely established that much of the exceptionally real feeling faux fur on sale in street market stalls across the country, like that in the US, is actually real.” Last week’s US clampdown is also expected to have a huge knock on effect globally - with imports of dog and cat fur now flooding the European market where legislation is more lax and demand for fur is equally high. But with most high street retailers and several top designer brands moving production to China in a bid to keep costs down, how long will it be before a major UK fashion chain is caught out? And when a cat pelt, can be bought in china for less than two dollars (compared with $6 for a dog) it is not suprising that many retailers turn a blind eye to its origins. Cat fur is soft and luxurious enabling it to be passed off as any number of more expensive furs. While German Shepherd is the most popular breed of dog because its long fur so closely resembles that of wild animals such as coyote or racoon. Labrador and Alsatian pelts have also been found. Recent figures reveal that China slaughters over two million cat and dogs every year to satisfy Western demand - supplying 50% of the fur in America. “How much of this is cat and dog pelt is impossible to tell but official figures reveal that 5,400 cats and dogs are slaughtered across China every day with the majority shipped to the West- someone has to be buying them,” adds Glover. While campaigners are pushing for EU-wide measures to ban the sale of cat and dog in all 25 member nations, the RSPCA says there is a strong likelihood that cat and dog fur is being worn by unsuspecting customers in a variety of fur trims. One major high street chain was even also forced to withdraw all fur from its collections after jackets trimmed with ‘coyote’ were found to be dog fur. Wander through Covent Garden’s jubilee market or celebrity favourite Portobello Road any afternoon and you are confronted by a vast array of fur lined gloves, coats, hats and accessories priced at rock bottom prices, such as £10 for a pair of leather fur lined gloves. Some are labelled ‘genuine fur’, others simply ‘made in china’ but because most of these garmets fall outside the usual mink or fox labels, they are imported under the ‘Other fur’ category, which means retailers are not legally obliged to state which animal they come from. “The demand for fur this winter has been so high that I’ve struggled to keep up,” said one retailer in Covent Garden’s Jubilee Market this week. Asked if he knew the origin of the fur on a pair of black leather gloves he was selling he shrugged his shoulders. Such demand inevitably means buyers are less discerning about its source. Posing as potential buyers, animal charity Care for the Wild International (CWI) went undercover in London and Hong Kong to reveal the extent to which Chinese fur is flooding the UK market. They were offered a range of skins including leopard and domestic cats skins. While many originate from Spain, the vast majority are Chinese. The vast majority of ‘rabbit’ pom pom scarves – popular for the past two winters, and a snip at £5 is available in markets up and down the UK - were exposed as cat fur. The Humane Society International first revealed Europe’s role in the dog and cat fur back in 1998. As part of the original inquiry, investigators followed pelts across the world to France and Germany, where the fur was being made into coats, clothing trim, glove linings, and children’s toys. The fur was also found in Spain, Austria, Belgium, Denmark, Italy, and the Netherlands. Sickening evidence collected included a blanket made out of 4 golden retrievers bought in Copenhagen, individual cat skins complete with eye holes, paws and tales in Barcelona and a full length coat made out of up to 42 Alsatian puppies bought in Berlin. And in spite of anti-fur campaigners, the demand for fur in general on our high streets this winter was higher than ever before. Sales in the UK topped 50 million for the first time – up 30 per cent on two years ago. But because of dubious labelling, there is no official data on the trade. “It is the importer of the fur garment who chooses how the product is to be labelled,” says Glover. “We have recordings of Chinese factory owners admitting to us during undercover investigations that they are happy to attach any label to garments to make them more marketable.” The fur industry’s new labelling initiatives have been seen by many as a step in the right direction. Regulations include guidelines that protect the environment and ensure sustainable wildlife programs and humane farming practices. “The labelling programme is part of a commitment to openness and transparency,” says Andrea Martin of the British Fur Association. “As an industry, we deplore and work against the mistreatment of all animals.” But it is the people who operate outside the official fur industry who are the worry, as investigations by PETA reveal. Footage shows dogs and cats in cramped factories or being rounded up on the street where they are sold for their skin. Many still have their collars on at the time of slaughter – a sign they were domesticated pets. Dogs can be seen cowering in dark cold unsanitary rooms surrounded by the bodies of dead skinned dogs suspended from hooks. Cats are strangled with nooses one by one in wooden cages. This summer the EU will decide whether to impose a blanket ban on the imports of all cat and dog pelts, which at least is a step in the right direction. But the Internet is set to be the next hurdle. The rise in web shopping means that hundreds of China-based companies can carry on passing off cat and dog fur under various guises to customers and fashion retailers online - no questions asked. So, next time you're tempted by a 'faux fur' trimmed parka, or a suprisingly cheap pair of fur-lined gloves, you might want to think twice about whether the mittens are kitten and the hood is hound. Chances are it is. March 25 Another SaturdayI had another good day yesterday. Been having those, though. Still, I got my car's brakes looked at. They were squealing and I was afraid they wore out, but they were fine. There was a little bit of brake dust on them, but that was all. We went to El Chapparral again. I got some yummy carne guisada. I hadn't had any in a while, but it was a cloudy day and it seemed a good day for it. I just love Tex-Mex food here. I haven't been able to find any decent Tex-Mex anywhere outside of San Antonio, unfortunately. That would suck if I had to move. We'll see what happens. It was a heavy traffic day for some reason. It seemed like everywhere we went there was traffic. But we still had a good day. I got some rye bread at the bread store. It's just so cool that they have so many different types of bread there and it's all cheap. I'm looking forward to having some sandwiches with it, even though I don't usually like sandwiches. I'm a freak, I know. But it makes a difference to have good bread to me. I'm sure you can get all sorts of bread in Paris at the bakeries there, but here it's just white or wheat sliced bread. Not much of a variety. So the bread store is awesome. It was a specialty bread, plus Dad's box of pies (normally $5 or $6, I'm sure), for only $3 at the bread store. Kick-ass! Also, since I've been cooking, there are more leftovers and I didn't need as many groceries this week. Pretty cool. I'm just mad because I forgot to get some female-type supplies. Stupid of me, really. Anyway, I shall go and find something to eat. I'm pretty hungry right now. Didn't have much of a breakfast. March 23 InterviewToday, I had an interview for a position as an intern. Sounds great. I'm so happy to have an interview, I can't even tell you. It's a magazine located in this cool artsy building called the Finesilver Building. There's a gallery in the same building, along with other creative-type offices and studios. It's one of the older buildings in town and looks like a converted warehouse, with cool old wood floors and polished concrete. The doors are these huge heavy wood doors. I don't know. It's just cool. The people there seem really nice and I liked the work they do. I'd love to work there. Pleeeeaaase, let me get this job. Well, it's unpaid, but it's good experience and they sound like they don't mind doing some training and instruction, which is great. Maybe they'd hire me on as a permanent employee afterwards. Pleeeeeaase. Of course, I had on these really cute shoes that I got at Burlington. Believe it or not, I found them on clearance for $3.50. They're adorable. They're pink with silver embroidery and some beading. I'm surprised I didn't get a compliment, to be honest. They're that cute. After I'd gone home and changed, I took Bucky to Petco because he needed a new harness. I may have discussed this in a previous post. But the one he had was this adjustable one that tightens around the neck when it needs more room for the body. That's just bad, in my opinion. I'd always intended it to be temporary because they didn't make them small enough for him when he was a puppy. But the ones at Petco were either expensive or they were just the same as the one he had. So I took him to Petsmart and got one there. It was fairly inexpensive and simple. Nothing fancy. He got a couple of compliments and they actually recognized him as a papillon, which was weird. No one ever knows what he is. One lady that worked there actually gave him a couple of treats, which he liked. Then I took him to Starbucks to read. He liked it there and just lay in my lap. He got a couple more compliments there, too. What can I say? He's adorable. Obviously, I didn't sleep well last night because I was anticipating the interview. I'm exhausted right now. It's only 7:25 and I could go to sleep right now. Actually, I felt like I could go to sleep about an hour ago. I'm sooooo sleepy. I think Bucky is pretty worn out, too. He's passed out right now. He's probably been bored with me lately, so I'm glad he got out today. Well, that's it for me. I don't know how long I can stay awake. Hope everyone is well. Leave a comment now and then so I don't get lonely. : ) March 20 SaturdayMy life is pretty boring, so I apologize that this is all I have to write about. But this Saturday, Dad and I went to El Chapparral, my favorite Tex-Mex place. We'd been going to Chacho's, but Chacho's is really a fast-food Mexican place and not really a regular restaurant. So, it was good to go back there and see that the food was still good. I was afraid they'd change it or something, as most of them do when they get really busy. They start using stuff out of a can or something. But it was good. I had tamales, which I'd forgotten they serve there. Dad had enchiladas as usual. Luckily I didn't need a prescription, although the expensive one comes next weekend. Sucks, but what can I do. I'm trying like hell to get a job. Anyway, Dad wanted to see if he could get me some more clothes at Ross, but they didn't really have anything this time. It was really crowded, being a Saturday, and they didn't have shorts or anything. That would be what I'd get more use out of. Then, we looked around at Target and Payless Shoes since we were nearby. Dad had his car at the shop and we went to pick it up after that. They'd over-charged him by over $100, and he managed to get a refund. That put is in a better mood for sure. At Starbucks, I got an iced caramel macchiato. Yum. The decaf for the day was the breakfast blend, which Dad liked. I'd never tried that one before, so I had no idea if it was good or not. We had our usual trips to Walmart and H.E.B. (although H.E.B. was right before I went home). But we went to the bread store again. I got this honey 7 grain bread that looked good, and some hamburger buns because I wanted to get some lean burgers at H.E.B. (Turns out they didn't have the lean burgers, so we got regular burgers--oh well). Dad got some pecan rolls. But when we rang up, it wasn't $5, and Dad wanted that free item, so he went and got another box of pies. I remember that from when I was a kid. Sometimes we'd get so much stuff and it wouldn't yet be $5. We'd keep going back to get more stuff. It seems to last a long time, too, as compared to getting the store brand at the grocery store. Sometimes that bread would only last a few days before getting moldy. This other bread seems to last longer than that. Woohoo. : ) Well, I'd better go. I'm getting hungry and I should make lunch. Take care everyone. March 16 Signs that summer isn't quite here yetFirst, the grass isn't dead yet. There's still a little green out there. It's starting to turn brown, but we've had some rain recently. That won't happen over the summer. So for now, there's a little green left and things look a little more pleasant. Then, in another month or so, there will be no rain for a few months and everything will die. Obviously, you know I hate summer, so this is sad to me. Second, it still cools down at night. That's not to say it's cold. It's not. It's comfortable. In the summer, it would be hot all the time. Mom wears a sweater at night to walk the dog. I don't think it's quite that cool, but it's nice to have some time of day when it's not hot. I'm not back to eating salads yet, but I'll probably eat more of them over the summer. The only thing is that I like spinach salad and baby spinach spoils really fast. IP says Romaine lasts longer. I'm sure that's true, but it has a different flavor. Maybe I'll just have to eat Romaine. I still like Romaine better than iceberg lettuce. Iceberg lettuce is nasty. No flavor at all. I really hate bland food. Last, people still do stuff outdoors. It's hot, but you can still get out and go hiking or go to the park or barbecue in the backyard. In the summer, you have heat warnings, etc. and it's not so pleasant to be outdoors. To barbecue would be awful. I mean, when it's over 100F out, do you really want to stand by a fire? I certainly don't. So, for now, things are tolerable weatherwise. I just hope summer waits until May to arrive for real and not come around April. We'll see. March 15 Summer's practically hereOkay, it's not like we've only just come out of winter, but there are a few signs that summer is here in San Antonio already. One, more and more wasps are showing up. It won't be long until we're fighting to keep the nests out of the stairwells and off the balconies. Seems like they can pop up in just a few hours. I hate wasps. I actually am afraid of pain, so that makes wasps up there with needles for me. It's a nervous time for me. I actually had a panic attack while hiking once because I had this hyper-sensitivity to sound and could hear all the wasps around the forest where we were. Really. I know it sounds like I just thought I could hear them, but I kept hearing these noises and finally found out it was wasps munching on leaves. It had been so loud to me, that I was sure it was a cat or dog or something stomping through the underbrush. But no. I saw one close up and the sound went along with it. That was when I realized they were all around and I freaked out. Of course, poor R was attacked by wasps when we were only about 3 or 4 years old, so I doubt she likes them much more than I do. Second, my underarms smell more than usual. Yes, it's hot and I'm sweating. No deodorant can compete with it. I've yet to try one that works better than the one I use already. Still, I wish there was something that worked longer and didn't give out after a couple of hours. I hate perfume-y ones because all you smell is deodorant and in the heat it just gets really strong and overpowering. It makes me nauseous. Yuck, yuck, yuck. So, it's either stinky underarms or perfume. Either way it's not a good choice. Personally, I'd rather smell like something from Bath and Body Works. Next, I hear the blenders going all the time at Starbucks. For a while, people were getting hot coffee, even though it didn't really stay cold very long. I think everyone just wanted it to be cold and getting hot coffee made it seem like it was cold outside. But now, it's Frappuccino time. It's too hot out to pretend anymore. Need that iced coffee. Lastly, everyone's wearing shorts. Sometimes, they'll wear jeans at least until it gets to 90, just for variety, but it's too hot already. They're all in shorts everywhere you go. I'm doing the same thing, of course. I just don't like hot weather. After a certain point, there's only so many clothing items you can take off (and still be decent), and after that you're not getting any cooler. You can wear next-to-nothing in 100 degree heat, but it doesn't make any difference. There's nothing you can do to cool down except stay indoors (and hope the a/c doesn't go out--they're on year-round, they don't last long that way). Well, I'm going to get my 5th or 6th glass of water for the day. I'll go over 8 glasses for the day for sure. I don't really drink anything else, except a cup of coffee 2 or 3 times a week. Anyhoo, that's it for now. Take care everyone. Hope I didn't scare you off with my ranting last time. That jerk just made me mad. I'm feeling a little more normal now. : ) March 13 Something's really bugging me...It's something the head of the continuing education department said on the phone. I was in the classroom across from his office and overheard him. The first comment I don't remember, but it was bad and at first I thought that maybe I hadn't heard him right or that he was only playing along with some jerk he was talking to. Then, he said, "There's Muslims over by [where I live], too. You've got to be careful." That last part of the comment says it all. "You've got to be careful," like if they're Muslims they must be up to something bad. I have to say that I felt hurt because I had believed him to be a nice guy after what he did for me. But after that, I really didn't feel comfortable around him. I know I wasn't supposed to overhear him, but he was speaking rather loudly. It's just that prejudice makes me angry. I've been the victim of it many times. Stereotypes, even if it's a good one, are hurtful. I guess I expected more from someone who works in education. Everyone at UTSA seemed so open-minded. But that comment may as well be aimed at Hispanics, African-Americans, or any other group. It's just as bad as if someone assumed I was probably going to shoplift because I'm Hispanic, or that I'm dealing drugs, or involved with gangs, or any number of other things. It's ignorant. You condemn a large population of people for the actions of a few. It's the same thing with the Mexican border. To say that it's a national security risk is ridiculous. The Canadian border is much less secure. But no one is saying to build a wall up there. I heard of someone recently saying that Mexicans come here carrying drugs and committing crimes. The vast majority of them simply come across the border looking for work. Even the low-paying jobs over here are better than they could get at home. They're just trying to feed their families. It's easy for an American to condemn him when we've never had the same living conditions, economic conditions, etc. that Mexicans have to deal with. Who's to say we wouldn't risk our lives to cross the border if we were in the same circumstances. You wouldn't know what it's like at all. And here's another thing. I'm sick of people assuming that, because I'm part-Hispanic, that my family are illegal immigrants. They're not. They came here legally. My grandmother and aunt and uncles were all born in the United States. My dad was the only one of the children born in Mexico, yet he had to get a Green Card. That's not racist? Someone I know of in California was working in a factory when government officials came in and started asking all the Hispanics for proof that they were authorized to work in the United States. This person stood up to them and said, "If you're going to check I.D.s, check everyone's and not just the Hispanics." Sure enough, the only 3 illegals were white and from Europe. It's a double standard. If you're going to complain about illegals taking your jobs, think about the white ones. They can get better jobs and could actually get jobs Americans would want. Mexicans, however, aren't much of a threat. They don't speak very good English sometimes and have to take jobs where that doesn't matter. I mean, how many times have Americans gone after jobs as a day laborer, a housekeeper, or a gardener? Really? Not that many. Sure, maybe a few of them might commit crimes. But there are criminals in every population. It's not like these militia types are doing background checks. They want to stop everyone from coming across, not just the few "bad apples". You can't condemn the whole population just for the actions of a few. I mean, it's not like I have a fear of educated, middle-aged, white guys just because serial killers come from that profile. Really. That's just absurd and childish. Grow up people. And don't say you're not racist. The statistics don't back up your statements. March 11 Getting to know you e-mail
1. What time did you get up this morning? 7:00
2. Diamonds or pearls? Pearls 3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Eragon 4. What is your favorite TV show? 24, The Shield, Prison Break 5. What do you usually have for breakfast? Cereal 7. What is your middle name? Jean 8. What food do you dislike? Broccoli 9. What is your favorite CD at the moment? Crowded House self-titled 10. What kind of car do you drive? Mercury Tracer 11. Favorite sandwich? Philly Cheesesteak 12. What characteristic do you despise? Meanness 13. Favorite item of clothing? Shoes 14. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Paris, duh 15. What color is your bathroom? Beige and cream, but I have a multi-colored shower curtain 16. Favorite brand of clothing? Polo Ralph Lauren (from Ross, so I can afford it) 17. Where would you retire to? France or Hawai'i 18. What was your most recent memorable birthday? When I was 17 and we went on this road trip. We crossed the state line on my birthday and it was the first time I ever left TX 19. Favorite sport to watch? basketball.....go Spurs :) 20. Farthest place you are sending this? England 21. Who do you least expect to send this back to you? The lame people 22. Person you expect to send it back first? The ones who already did. 23. Favorite saying? "Yield, Asshole" and various other profanities while I'm driving 24. When is your birthday? June 25 25. Are you a morning person or a night person? Night person 26. What is your shoe size? 5 or sometimes 5 1/2 27. Pets? My papillon, Starbuck 28. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? Crowded House are getting back together! 29. What did you want to be when you were little? Teacher or a singer 30. How are you today? Fine. How are you? 31. What is your favorite candy? Lindt Lindor truffles 32. What is your favorite flower? Tulips 33. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? Tamale Day 34. What church do you attend? The church of Me 33. What is your full name? XXXXXX XXXX XXXX 34. What are you listening to right now? Eukanuba Tournament of Champions 35. What was the last thing you ate? Cereal 36. Do you wish on stars? used to 37. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Lavender probably. Everything always ends up being a shade of purple 38. How is the weather right now? Hot and sunny 39. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Sis, M 40. Do you like the person who sent this to you? No, people who I hate always e-mail me 41. Favorite soft drink? none. I don't care for soda unless I'm airsick or something 42. Favorite restaurant? Sompong's, Chacho's, Bei Fang 43. Hair color? reddish brown 44. Sibling? 2 sisters, 2 brothers-in-law 45. Favorite day of the year? Tamale Day 46. What was your favorite toy as a child? A brown stuffed rabbit 47. Summer or winter? Winter in Texas--spring or summer elsewhere, I suppose. 48. Hugs or kisses? Depends on who it's from 49. Chocolate or Vanilla? Are we talking ice cream? Candy? What? 50. Do you want your friends to email you back? No, I like wondering if they still like me. 51. When was the last time you cried? An animal abuse story on the news. 52. What is under your bed? A box of some kind 53. Who is the friend you have had the longest? IP 54. What did you do last night? Watched the Spurs win and talked to Mom 55. Favorite smell? Maybe fresh plumeria or the smell of a French bakery 56. What are you afraid of? Everything 57. Plain, buttered, or salted Popcorn? Buttery and salty! 58. How many keys on your key ring? 2, plus numerous key chains 59. How many years at your current job? I've been searching for a job for 3 years now 60. Favorite day of the week? Any day I have company 61. How many towns have you lived in? Just 1. Yawn. 62. Do you make friends easily? Not really or I'd have more of them by now. 63. How many people will you be sending this to? 8, I think. Could be wrong. There we are. My intensely interesting responses to a getting to know you e-mail. The questions were rather dull, and I'm not very creative. Hope this was worth it to post it. Go get some coffee and wake up now. : ) March 10 Budgeting bonusesA couple of good surprises today, even though Dad wasn't in a good mood. He just seemed a little distracted or tired. But, we went to this cool bakery outlet store. It's the Mrs. Baird's ones that we used to go to when I was a kid. Well, there's one not too far from here. I had to look it up on the computer, but it's not too far. Not really close either, but you can't have everything. Anyway, got a loaf of raisin bread, a loaf of French bread (not a real baguette, but the American kind of French bread), a couple of honey buns, and Dad's box of cherry pies for $5! Then, because we spent $5, we got an extra item for FREE! Yes, so I got bagels. Bagels ain't cheap, so I'll take a relatively expensive item please. I think we'll be going to this store more often from now on. Our budget is going to be pretty tight for a while as Mom isn't sure she's ready to go back to work for a while. Sucks, being that I want a job and can't get one and she doesn't want one but could probably get one. Anyway... Then, later, we went to the pharmacy. I had to pick up 2 prescriptions. One was Synthroid (really, I like Levoxyl better, but doc thinks Synthroid is better and keeps trying to get me to take it--it's okay if he gives me free samples, but I have to pay, Levoxyl is cheaper). Synthroid normally runs at $30 or so. With the CareNow card, it was $20. Not a huge difference, but the prescription isn't that expensive. Then, I had to pick up Zoloft. Zoloft is actually not much more expensive than the generic, but I'll take savings wherever they come. Generic is $116 for 45 pills. But with the CareNow card, it was around $80 last month. For some crazy, surreal reason, it was $22.60 today. It's got to be a mistake. I even double-checked that it said 45 pills, just to be sure. But, hey, I ain't complaining. Did the price go DOWN? Usually, they just go UP, like gas prices. Did it actually go down? I'll just be floored if that's the case. I just can't imagine that happened. So, not much going on otherwise. I was just excited by my bargains, I got to tell ya. Today, we went to Red Lobster for lunch. Hadn't done that in a while, and lunch prices are reasonable. If you haven't had the fried flounder, you've got to try it. It's great broiled, but I always crave the fried. Really bad for you, I know. I'm supposed to be dieting, but I have to pick up some items from R before I can really be conscientious about it. It's hard to keep track sometimes. Plus, they have these beef and bean burritos at H.E.B. that are 10 for $2.50. You can't beat that. Again, we're trying to save money here. I promise I won't eat them every day. I swear. Well, I'd better get going. There's a Spurs game that's going to be on in about 10 minutes. They've actually been winning, so I can watch again. It's just too painful to watch when they're on a losing streak. They're lucky I didn't run into any of them around then because I'd have yelled at them worse than the coach. I'd even use swear words. Yeah, that bad. They'd better get past the first round of the playoffs, too, or they may yet hear from me after all. March 08 Finished Illustrator!Okay, not completely. There is another chapter I have to read about printing, but since I couldn't print anything at school, I left that chapter to read at home. Pretty cool that I don't have to go over there anymore. Still don't know if I'll end up getting a job as a result of this, but it can't hurt to try. Still no interviews, but I keep applying daily. Eventually, someone's gotta want an interview, right? They can't say "no" to my resume forever. Of course, I need to spice up my portfolio. Not much in there at present. D sent me a copy of the software! Yippee! Hopefully I won't have any problems installing it on my PC. Then, I can work on my portfolio, maybe even at Starbucks next week. Mmmm. That would be sweet. : ) Not much going on lately. That's why I haven't been posting. It would be pretty dull if I did it every day. Actually, maybe I shouldn't say that. My posts probably aren't interesting NOW. I guess I'm not good at coming up with stuff lately. R said my "weird stuff about me" things weren't really weird enough. Well, that's all you're gonna get. I'm sure there's other stuff I could post in there, but it ain't gonna happen! Well, maybe I'll include additional posts with other trivia, but you're not going to learn anything really embarrassing about me. Bucky's pretty bored of me lately, too. I guess I've been gone a lot, going to school. Then, I've been on the computer a lot. Some of it's because I've been looking at videos on YouTube. It sucks to be an American fan of some bands because their videos don't air here. So, I've been watching videos and interviews of Crowded House and Neil Finn. I know I've mentioned the Finns as being one of my favorite artists and that Crowded House is getting back together. I can't say how happy I am about this. That means there's an album coming out soon and possibly a tour. They're great live. I don't know how I'm going to get tickets without a job, but I'll figure something out. I HAVE TO GO. I mean it. They're doing a warm-up show in England, but the tickets sold out as soon as they went on sale. I just hope I can actually GET tickets. Could be a problem as they sell out everywhere they play. But, I just can't miss it. Did I say I HAVE TO GO? I'd even be willing to buy overpriced tix on eBay. Whatever. Anyway, I guess it's dinner time and I'd better take my meds, too. Kinda can't skip it, you know? Hope I sleep better tonight than I did last night. Too many nightmares. Awful. Well, that's it for now. Take care everyone. March 03 More weird stuff about meI'm sure you didn't get enough of this in the other post, so here's more weird stuff you might not know about me. I'M AFRAID OF FLYING. Well, actually, just climbing on top of furniture can make me nervous, but flying just seems to me to go against the laws of physics. Of course, I'll admit I didn't do as well as I would have liked to in physics class and of course, the plane has to go with the laws of physics or else they wouldn't actually fly, but it just doesn't seem right to me. Plus, if you're in a plane crash you aren't likely to survive. That's scary. However, I'll still fly somewhere rather than cruise, because you're in the plane for less time than you'd be on the boat and the boat could always sink. You never know. But, I'm white knuckled the entire 9 hours from here to Paris, I assure you. I WANT TO LIVE OVERSEAS BEFORE I DIE. Preferably Paris, but I'll take somewhere else, maybe the south of France. I've always wanted to do this. When I was in high school I wanted to live in London. But that was before I'd been overseas and before I'd been to Paris. Now, it's Paris all the way, Baby! I READ A LOT. I'm not talking about those textbooks that I've been going over lately. I mean, I read a LOT. I'm not as fast at it as Mom, but in high school I'd be reading a book for English class, plus another book that I'd read for fun. I always had lots of books with me. Yes, I'm a nerd. At first, I thought I'd be an English major in college. Really. In jr. high R and I would read Mom's college textbooks for fun. I could read Hamlet over and over again. I USED TO SING IN CHOIR. This was jr. high. I was a first soprano (no ties to the mob). I loved it and wanted to be a singer. I would get addicted to the stage fright that came before a show. I had an A+ average. I wanted to take choir in high school, but the uniforms and other expenses were pretty high and I knew Mom couldn't afford it. Of course, then, I got out of practice and my voice is nowhere near as good as it used to be. I wish I could still sing, but I made my choice and I don't think I could have done anything differently, except to train on my own. But depression set in and I hardly felt like singing or doing anything else I enjoyed. In that way, it would have been better to be in the class because it would have forced me to keep up my training. I'M AN ATHEIST. Don't try to convert me please. It gets really old, when everyone always tells you, "Well, you haven't heard my (preacher, priest, minister, etc.)". It's not that I doubt my religious upbringing. It's that I've come to believe something else. So, being an atheist isn't the same as not believing in God. It's that I believe there can be no such thing as a god. There's a subtle difference. It just goes against everything I've learned in my life and everything that I believe. So, I have a religion, please respect it. If I were any other religion you'd be respectful (i.e. not try to convert me). So please, understand that it is a system of beliefs (a religion by definition). I wouldn't disrespect you by trying to convert you. I LOVE FILM PHOTOGRAPHY. If I could set up this darkroom equipment I have, I would love to. That's not to say I don't think digital photography is great. Since I photograph in color, it would be great to be able to manipulate the images so that they're the way I'd print them myself instead of trying to get a lab to do it. Color is harder and more expensive to do than black-and-white because you need a big machine to do the prints (the chemicals can be toxic if you breathe the fumes--you want it all contained in the machine). But black-and-white is simple enough. I even got to where I liked the way the chemicals stank, like an addiction or something. I loved working in the darkroom. Someone would have to force me to take a break at times. It's kind-of a shame that people are doing less film photography now. Personally, I'd love to have a big, old viewcamera even. Well, that's going to be it for now. Hope I didn't embarrass myself too much. Some stuff I'll keep private so as not to be blackmailed or whatever. Well, I doubt I can be blackmailed since I have no money or anything. Plus, I doubt any of my secrets are that important. Anyway, I'm still a somewhat private person, although I do have this blog for all to see. I doubt I get that much traffic. : ) Job searchI have been looking for a job for a while, as some of you may know. I left my last job in March of '03, took about 18 months for psychiatric help and diagnosis, then went back to searching for a new job. I've been looking ever since then. Of course, I can't say in an interview that I took time off for psychiatric treatment. I'm still working on how to handle that one. But there's this now 4 year gap in my employment history that I know looks really bad. They see it on my resume before I even get in there for an interview. If it weren't for that, I know I'm a good candidate for a lot of jobs, so that's the only thing holding me back (that I can think of). So, calls for interviews are very few and far-between. I'd like to think I'm good in interviews. That's the only question I have trouble answering. "What about this gap?" What about the gap? What can I say? Anyway, I sent my resume to several companies already, now with a little more education under my belt. One asked for samples of my portfolio. Imagine my scrambling, as I didn't have a portfolio. Well, I had samples of photography, but that wasn't really relevant. So, for a couple of days, instead of doing lessons at school, I simply worked on making a small portfolio. I'm not really proficient enough to come up with a large portfolio in so short a time, but I came up with a couple of samples. I did a Flash banner that, for some reason, won't e-mail. I burned it to CD and it opens on the CD, but trying to e-mail it is a problem. I worked hard on that one, though. Anyway, I also came up with a banner for R's blog. There's an alternate version as well. Then, I did a logo for a fictitious coffee house, as well as a simple ad. We'll see if any of these get me anywhere. Still, I was hopeful that someone wanted samples to begin with. Pretty cool. The company is in Dallas, though, and I really wanted to stay in San Antonio, but beggars can't be choosers. Thursday, H wanted to hang out, so I took some time off. We went to Starbucks and shared a cranberry orange scone. Fantastic. But, she paid for it, so I tried to leave most of it for her. It was hard to do, but next time I'll get one of my own. My drink of choice has been the passion tea lemonade. It just seems light and summery, and easy on the budget. Then we shopped at Hobby Lobby for a bit, where I found yet another charm I wanted to put on my bracelet, but I wanted to solder them on so they don't catch and come off. I lost a couple of them that way. We did find a soldering gun there, but it was $50! Crazy. It didn't look that fancy to be $50 either. It just looked like a regular soldering gun. I was sure I could find one somewhere else cheaper. But, I bought the solder there, because I wanted it for silver jewelry and not electronics or something. Then, we went to Lowe's where I found one for $15! Wow. Quite a large jump from $50. It was battery powered, though, and I was wary, but you can't beat the price. They didn't really have any others, so there wasn't any choice. When I got home, I was anxious to try it out. I managed to solder 2 of my charms, then the gun stopped heating up enough to melt the solder. It was hot, just not hot enough. Crap. So, I had to take it back yesterday. I know Dad has one, so maybe I'll borrow his if he hasn't lost it or given it away or something. I'll just use the money for something else. I tried on this cute knit dress at Target that I liked. I had a knit dress a couple of times before and always loved them. They're so comfortable, especially for summer. One, I wore so many times that it wore out. So, maybe I'll get the dress from Target. Anyway, sis is probably in Hot Springs by now. She and hubby were going on an anniversary trip. It's been 5 years and seems like it's been much shorter. Time really flies. Hope they're having a good time, although I know Hot Springs wasn't their first choice. C's Mom booked it as a surprise for them before they'd really decided. R wanted to go to Colorado, Chicago, or New York. Well, it's still time to themselves, which is important. C's mom is watching little E, so it's a few days to just be married and not be parents. R will probably go crazy with worry, but they're only there until Monday. H thinks maybe we'll make a weekend trip up to FW and visit R when she gets her tax return. That would be fun. : ) February 27 Weird things about meSo, R can do this, I can, too. I know I need to post a link to her blog, but I just keep forgetting. I'm stupid like that. Anyway, here goes... I can't stand teddy bears. I must be the only person on the planet, besides R, who doesn't like them. I can't explain it. There's no real reason or anything. I just like puppies and bunnies more. Teddy bears just don't strike me as being as cute as aforementioned cuddlie I HATE bugs. This isn't limited to the ones that bite or sting. Just something about their alien physiologies strike me as disgusting and creepy. Too many legs, antenae...you know. It just seems otherworldly or supernatural that they are so hard to kill. (okay, sorry about the mixup on colors. It won't let me change it again. I'm stuck on red) I have a weakness for animals. I can't stand seeing bad things happen to them. I can't stand hearing about abuse cases on the news. I'll switch channels to avoid it, or else I'm up all night crying about it. It can stay with me for days. I want to live in Paris. I've been other places and not loved them as much as I love Paris. I've never been anywhere I felt I wanted to live in until then. I'll admit I haven't done as much traveling as I'd like to and I haven't been that many places to compare. But, I love Paris and I still want to live there. I love bread. I tried the Atkins diet. It didn't last more than 2 weeks. Maybe it's a bread addiction, I don't know. I just can't avoid it for any length of time. I wish I loved veggies that much. I'm sure there's more I could list, but the red text is really bugging me. I never intended for it to be more than just a phrase or two. Goodness. Anyway, that's it for now. I've had problems getting text attributes to change in the past, but I guess I thought it was a one-time quirk. Oh well. Take care everyone. February 24 ScaryOn the news, there was a story about a poor woman who was raped on the college campus that I go to. She was raped in the parking lot near where I park, and in the evening, when I'm there. Of course, this is very unnerving to me as I'm already nervous going there. The college isn't in a good part of town. I'm going there when there aren't as many people there. I'm very petite. I'm sure I look like a good target. So, now I have to be even more alert than I was before. I'll probably get an escort to my car. I just hope I can finish my lessons quickly and not have to go there anymore. I wish I could do my lessons at home so I wouldn't have to go there at all. Other than that, there's not much going on. Got lunch with Dad in a little bit. Thursday, I took Bucky to Petsmart and got him some chew sticks, which he likes and are good for his teeth. Then, I took him to Starbucks and I sat outside so he could sit with me. Can't really take him inside. If I was in Paris, I could take him inside. Ahh, Paris. But alas, I had to sit outside and I read for a while, before some smoker came and lit up. Then I had to go. The wind was blowing it right toward me and I felt like I couldn't breathe. It's not like there wasn't a huge fire near our apartment that's been blowing smoke at me for months now. I mean, I think I get enough smoke inhalation just staying home. I don't need to get it when I go out, too. Plus, I've had my allergies giving me hell and I didn't need a smoker to make them worse. That afternoon I went to school and managed to get through 2 chapters, so I was very pleased. I am now more than halfway through the textbook. So, I hope it's not too much longer that I have to go over there. IP called me last night. I'd tried to call her last weekend, but she wasn't there. I guess she was just returning my call. I was really glad to hear from her, though. She was telling me about the weather there in NJ, which is a far cry from what we've got here. She's looking forward to summer, while I'm dreading it. I wish it would stay cool a little longer here. I mean, we've got 80s and it's only February. It's just getting hotter from here on. Well, I'd better go. Dad's going to be here any minute. I'm really hungry, too. : ) Keep in touch, people. : ) February 21 Went to school againThe director of the continuing education department said I could come at 2 pm instead of coming in the morning because someone wasn't always there in the morning, but they were usually there in the afternoon. I was just hoping there would be parking when classes ended. I went to the library first, because I was almost finished with my book and I was sure I'd finish it that day and then have nothing to read. I picked up a couple of books and went to look at CDs, but they didn't have much. A lot of them were checked out already. Then, I went to the grocery store near the library for some cereal and bagels. The bagels I got on Saturday were the light ones and I didn't read the packaging very well, so I didn't know. They tasted like cardboard. Anyway, so I got some different ones. Then, I went to Starbucks and drank a passion tea lemonade while I finished my book. They let me know when it was 2 pm because my phone died and I don't have a watch. When I got to school, there was plenty of parking and I got to spend the entire 2 hours at the computer, which worked great. I think I'll go at that time from now on. I had fun playing with the pen tool and drawing curves and such, then played with coloring images with the paintbucket and the texture swatches. It took me twice as long to get home in rush hour traffic as it took me to get to school in the first place. But then, I had dinner and played with my puppy. Not much, but I was glad to finally get to work on Illustrator. I'd like to go to school again today, but I may stay and bathe the dog, brush him, etc. I could also wash my bedspread. It's pretty nasty. We'll see. : ) February 19 Do notebooks just suck?This is the second one I've had and now there's an audio problem. At first, it was the defective memory stick. Well, at least that was fixed. But ever since I got my computer back, the audio doesn't work. The last one, of course, I fried. Maybe it was really my fault and not the computer's, but so far I've had bad luck. Mom's computer, her ancient PC from 1998, is still hanging in there. But it's a desktop. Do notebooks just not last as long? I'm starting to wonder. R's desktop is lasting pretty well. Dad's is almost as old as Mom's and it's working okay, too, albeit slow. Is it a notebook thing? I was going to take my computer back to the shop today. I don't want to because I need my computer. But I need the audio, too. Whaddayagonnado? I just hope they don't reformat the drive again. It just seems like when they don't know what to do, they just reformat the drive. Kind of annoying to have to download Mozilla over and over again. However, the computer has to wait because the smoke alarms are chirping. They tend to wait until 2 am to start up. But it hasn't stopped and we're thinking the batteries are low. But, we have these high ceilings and can't do it ourselves. Mom called the office to come do it today, but they don't know when maintenance can get here to do it, so I'm stuck here waiting all day. It's not like I don't have things to do around here. I could study. I could read. I could check the job listings for the hundredth time. You know? Stuff. But, I wanted to go to the library and check out some CDs. Getting kinda bored of the ones I got. I kinda wanted to go to Starbucks. Kinda wanted to go to the store to get some new bagels since I don't like the ones I got last time. They taste kind-of cardboard-ish. You know? Stuff. Gotta find a way to stay occupied and not just turn into a recluse. Well, that's it. Just had to gripe a little. I suppose I'll go back to those job listings again. Woohoo. Fun. Yeah right. February 18 SaturdayNothing much going on lately. My life is pretty dull anyway. But the latest thing is that they want me to call before heading to school to work on the computer because someone's not always there to let me in. However, if I wait until someone's there, it's past 8:00 am and the parking spaces are gone! I've gone later and there's no one leaving, there's no one going to lunch, there's no visitor spaces, there's no spaces on the street, nothing. So, I don't know how this will work out, but I'll have to think of something. Yesterday, Dad and I went for Chinese food. I was so hungry by then that I ate my entire plate of food. Usually, I take half of it home for later because they give you so much food, but I ate it all yesterday. Sadly, I wasn't painfully full afterward either. Dad had a cold last time I'd seen him, but he said he was feeling better and was still just trying to get over the cough. Sucks. But at least he's feeling better. We did a little shopping, then went to pick up my prescription. I was relieved because I now had this CareNow thing that I'd signed up for in Fort Worth when I went to the emergency clinic that also offered discounts on my prescriptions. The Trileptal was $220 or $230 and with the card it was supposed to be $160. Great, right? Well, when we picked up my prescription, they'd raised the prices on it to where it was $233 with the discount! The regular price was $261 or something. It wasn't that high before. So, I was pretty pissed that they could raise the price and not care about people who already can't afford the things. I know it wasn't my pharmacy that's responsible because I looked up the prices at other pharmacies and it was the same everywhere. It SUCKS! If I had insurance I could only hope the copay would stay the same, but some of them have pretty high copays anyway. I just wish I didn't have to rely on these people so much. I HATE taking so many prescriptions. I wish I was normal. They just take advantage of people who are ill. At Starbucks they were pretty busy, so we didn't get to chat very much, but Dad got another Americano and said he liked it better than the regular brewed coffee. I'm sure that's true. Espresso is awesome. I got an iced white mocha, which I hadn't had in a while and probably shouldn't have had if I want to lose weight, but I was in a bad mood after the pharmacy. It was a nice day and the weather wasn't too hot outside, so I could actually take my jacket off and be comfortable but not hot. Supposed to be similar weather all week, although we might have a little rain one day. We'll see. It's been a while. Well, that's pretty much it. Mom and I watched a little of the NBA All-Star stuff on TV. I read a little from my book. The smoke alarms went off again. They probably need batteries, but I'm sure the smoke from that fire doesn't help any. Don't know when that fire will ever get put out. It's been burning since Christmas. We'd change the batteries in the alarms ourselves, but the ceiling is pretty high and they told us not to try to do stuff like that. We don't happen to have a ladder anyway, so we couldn't do it even though we'd like to just to shut the things up. Hope everyone else is doing well. Keep in touch. : ) February 13 24Why can't Lennox be wearing a wire? I just think that would be great. Or at least carrying a mini-recorder. Of course, he seems like just the sort of jerk to follow the secret plan. Then, why is it that whenever a person is being coerced, they go along with it and don't tell someone about it? Why didn't Karen Hayes rat out the weasel? Now, with terrorists threatening the country, Jack's sister-in-law doesn't tell him someone's got her son (Jack's father) before they pass the house they need to find? This Russian guy is disturbed if he wants to blow up those nukes just out of spite. I mean, I know finding him would probably mean the show is over and that's why the sister-in-law didn't tell anyone about it. But, really, can that be realistic? Wouldn't she want someone to help get her son back? I know it was hinted at in the preview of the next episode that she tells Jack. But it would be better to tell someone before they passed the Russian's house? Also, aren't there people who can be tortured and not say or do what they're being asked to say or do? How many thousands of lives are threatened because Morris did what he was asked to do? Speaking of Morris, wasn't Chloe's last name already O'Brian? I thought Morris was her boyfriend or something and not a family member. Or is it just a coincidence that his last name is the same as hers? I know it's possible I could date someone with the same last name as mine as it's a pretty common name, but it's just weird if it happens on TV. I'm sure there are other things I could rant about and don't take my ranting for not liking the show. We're always yelling at the TV during it and it's fun to watch, even if there are weird things that bother us. Now, I suppose I'd better go eat as I can finally eat. I have to wait 2 hours after taking my Synthroid before I can eat. Oh well. I'm hungry. I look forward to next weeks' 24. : ) |
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