I'm going to try to start bloggin again...

So I decided to subscribe to Clearwire, which is $29.99 a month and much cheaper than Comcast. It came with a modem and an ethernet cable, but no wireless adapt or (or whatever they're called), and the signal is only so-so. But it works, anyway, and is faster than dial-up for sure. Most of the time. My computer is also about 5 years old, and very slow anyway.

Matt and I went to the Brewhouse for happy hour after work today. We do this less than once a month -- I really don't like drinking much anymore. I'm over that phase. But the weather was really nice and they had their patio open -- it was pretty lovely. I drank a few white russians. Should that be capitalized? White Russians. The Dude's drink, right? So good.

Matt's sitting next to me, fiddling on his bass. I'm on the couch...wondering what to make for dinner. We got some potato skins earlier, so how hungry am I, anyway? Maybe some brautwurst and macaroni and cheese? Yum. Or...I don't know.

Looks like it's down to one post per month.

Though I don't think I wrote at all in February.  But no matter.

I'm here doing laundry again.  I've given up on hauling my laptop around to coffee shops with free WiFi because the computer's too bulky and slow.  Right now it's on top of the cookbook/stereo shelf in the kitchen and functions almost entirely as a jukebox.  The only program we ever run is iTunes, since there's no use for Mozilla anymore.  Though I suppose there would be if I took it to a coffee shop.  

Andre, our third manager at work, put in his two weeks' notice a week ago and then decided last Saturday not to work it out.  It's definitely happened before and it will certainly happen again.  Anyway, this means that Mark and I are working six days a week (I worked a double on Monday and he's working a double on Sunday).  And of course we're the only two on salary, so we can work as many hours as we want!  John-o's not allowing overtime right now, though they did make an exception for us this week because someone else quit, too.  

But at least I have a job.  Financial stress is definitely not anything I want to deal with.  

In other news....  We've been working out now for almost a month.  Matt bought this set of DVDs called Power90X (I put spaces in originally, but it looks cooler this way).  You work a different set of muscles every day for a six days, rest a day, then start over.  Basically.  Like, shoulders and back, plus abs is the first day.  Then plyometrics the second day.  Yoga one day, legs and back another day, etc.  My whole body was sore the first two weeks.  I haven't really been able to tell huge changes yet, but mentally I'm more disciplined and I believe that I can do more than I could before.  Plus, it's a much better way to spend time than watching the Simpons.  

Mind you, it was all Matt's idea and I'm doing it because he wanted us to both do it.  But it was a good decision, of course.  It's very gratifying.  And they're DVDs, so we can do it at home.  I don't think either of us would be doing them otherwise.  :)

It's getting close to 3pm...I hope Matt's parents don't get home while I'm here.  Heh heh.  Better go see how the washer's doing.

it's been 3 months...

I know.  We still don't have internet at our house, though we're sort of looking into Clearwire instead of Comcast.  'Cause Comcast sucks.  

I doubt anyone reads this anymore....  I have about 5 minutes to kill before the washing machine stops and I can load everything into the drier.  Thankfully (and yes, I know I'm misusing the word) Matt's parents live about 2 blocks from us, so we've been doing laundry here and occasionally take advantage of their internet.  Actually, Matt's here every day, playing online chess.  I check Facebook from my phone every day, but that's it.

I'm becoming quite happy in my narrow existence.  Being around people has its benefits, but usually they just make me really tired.  

Matt bought us tickets to the Loudon Wainwright III concert at the Belcourt last Sunday.  His daughter Lucy opened for him, and she had a great voice too.  About 4 songs into his set, though, my bronchial tubes decided that they'd had enough of this breathing shit, and decided to close up.  It's terribly hard to concentrate on anything other than breathing when you can't, so we left a few songs later.  It was disappointing, but he'd blown out his voice a couple days ago in Atlanta, he said, so he wasn't in tip-top shape, anyway.

I hear the washer spinning.  Sometimes it takes a minute, though.

We might take a road trip to Asheville a week from this Saturday.  I have the weekend off, Dawn (Matt's best friend) was going down anyway for an Ani DiFranco show (which sold out before we could afford tickets, which is just as well since we really can't afford tickets)...and Asheville's just a good city.  I like traveling -- in moderation.  Sometimes I just need a break from Nashville.  I've lived here since 2002, which will be 7 years come August.  That's kind of a lot, come to think of it.  I don't like getting older, which is something I shouldn't be complaining about since I'm only 25.

The washer just stopped.  I'm going to Bread and Company for breakfast now.  Yum.

 

Okay, here's the finished tree. Complete with a star.

my christmas tree in 2008

It's a rather dark-themed tree by default (dark red apples, brown sleigh bells -- which are really cute). I might drop by Target today to get some lighter ornaments. The bed skirt is a pillow case, by the way. So far the cats are leaving it alone, though I did just have to yell at Hobbes for trying to mess with the apple on the bottom right. Stupid cats.

ruminating while i burn CDs

I'm starting to feel festive. We went to get a Christmas tree last night and picked a cute 4' tall tree -- one that will be easily transportable when we move.

Did I mention that we're moving? We've been looking for a duplex in the area, and I need to make a few phone calls today about some on Cherokee Rd -- right down the street. This place is getting to be too expensive. :(

So anyway, I partially decorated the tree last night, but put off the rest for today when Matt will be at work. I swear to God. He can be so annoying...but he doesn't mean to be. I think I'm about to start my period or something -- I'm not usually this touchy. But it does make me sad that he won't enjoy Christmas with me. He says he doesn't like it because for 6 weeks out of the year, everybody goes crazy with buying and decorating and other festive things, and it doesn't make any sense to him. I mean, it doesn't make much sense to me, either, but why does it have to make sense??? PLENTY of other things don't make sense. I guess I've come easily to terms with that, but maybe Matt can't. Whatever. It still makes me sad.

So anyway. I'm listening to John Rutter's the Holly and the Ivy. I can't get it to stop being bold. Okay, now the "B" is pressed up on top, but it's not bold. See? Another thing that doesn't make sense -- but that's okay. I don't care.

And I'm burning Anonymous 4's Wolcum Yule, my second favorite Christmas CD. I think I'll shower after I'm finished with this blog, then maybe a trip to Provence? Or maybe I should go there for lunch. I guess I could spend the morning cleaning. It's rather messy around here.

Wow, I haven't posted in a while. I sorta just forget. I'm lying on the couch right now, grey fleece blanket keeping me warm (I'm going to try not to turn the heat up much more than the 63 it's set to right now...cheaper gas bills and all). Matt's in the bedroom, fiddling around on his bass. I really ought to be cleaning the kitchen right now, but the couch is so much more comfortable!

Today was the first Black Friday that I've actually ventured out to do some shopping. I've just been afraid of the crowds before and thought this year might not be so bad. Well, we went to Michael's first, because I needed more drawing paper. Then to Old Navy (on a whim) where we both got a new pair of jeans! I mean, they were 50% off! Went to McKays last. He got some chess books, I got the Frugal Gourmet Cooks Italian, or something very close to that. It looked too good to pass up. ...Oh yes, then grocery shopping.

I need to make some coffee. I'm feeling extremely groggy.... Maybe I'll do that as I'm cleaning the kitchen up.