A flash in the pan
My week has been quiet so far. Work has been peaceful, due to my boss’ current vacationing status. My days are running together now, but are punctuated with long bike rides. Tim and I went on this huge, long loop today, all around Denver. I love riding my bike, especially down shady paths with a nice breeze going. Aahh… This is the life.
We had dinner with Tim's good friend Phil at the Cricket tonight. (I didn’t even splurge; I had a bun-less turkey burger and a salad) But the conversation was food enough. He is a tall thin guy with a shock of black crazy hair. He wears more rubber bracelets than Madonna in 84. This guy has mad style... :) Phil has been friends with Tim for years and years, but I’m relatively new to his idiosyncrasies. He used to live on Tim’s couch for bit back when he lived in his apartment. But then Phil got some sort of settlement, and now he’s living the high life. Well, kind of high. I think he stays up all night playing video games, even though he professes to be “plowing” woman. That remains debatable. Anyway, he’s a riot. He eyeballed every single woman that came in the place, old, young, didn’t matter…then he would randomly say…”aahhhh….I love sluts.” Hahahaa…… cracks me up every time.
I’m learning Flash right now. Well, learning is a strong word… I learned Director once and did a few projects, but never got into it enough to really learn the lingo. So, now I’m working on picking up Flash. It’s harder than it looks and the frustrating thing about it is, I can see where it’s going. I can see what I should be doing, but I can’t execute any of my ideas yet. It’s like having a great big sandwich that you wanna eat, but no thumbs. I am thumb-less. At least, that is how I feel….
I just realized that Tim and I forgot to eat our wedding cake on our anniversary. I think subconsciously I am avoiding it. I don’t even like to eat spaghetti from a day ago, let alone food that has been in the freezer for a year. Maybe if I get really drunk first or something…
It makes me crazy that I can’t blog at work. Now, I know you are thinking, “but Erin, Work is for work, not blogging…” But sometimes funny stuff happens that I want to share and then by the time I get home, I forget it. Oh wait, I remember now. I was staring out our window today… We work in a one story building with a huge floor to ceiling window in our office. While I was staring, I noticed this little prairie dog came and put his two paws and his nose on the glass and stared at me. For like 10 minutes. I felt like we were having a staring contest. His little black pebble eyes staring hardly through the glass, I felt like he was blaming me for something. When I left work today I checked under my tires to make sure I hadn’t killed one of his kids or something, but there was nothing… Maybe he was just jealous of our air conditioning.
p.s. My new dress below is a size 6. I know I promised that I wouldn't talk about the size of my hiney any more, but I'm wearing a size 6 now and I'm really proud of myself. :)
We had dinner with Tim's good friend Phil at the Cricket tonight. (I didn’t even splurge; I had a bun-less turkey burger and a salad) But the conversation was food enough. He is a tall thin guy with a shock of black crazy hair. He wears more rubber bracelets than Madonna in 84. This guy has mad style... :) Phil has been friends with Tim for years and years, but I’m relatively new to his idiosyncrasies. He used to live on Tim’s couch for bit back when he lived in his apartment. But then Phil got some sort of settlement, and now he’s living the high life. Well, kind of high. I think he stays up all night playing video games, even though he professes to be “plowing” woman. That remains debatable. Anyway, he’s a riot. He eyeballed every single woman that came in the place, old, young, didn’t matter…then he would randomly say…”aahhhh….I love sluts.” Hahahaa…… cracks me up every time.
I’m learning Flash right now. Well, learning is a strong word… I learned Director once and did a few projects, but never got into it enough to really learn the lingo. So, now I’m working on picking up Flash. It’s harder than it looks and the frustrating thing about it is, I can see where it’s going. I can see what I should be doing, but I can’t execute any of my ideas yet. It’s like having a great big sandwich that you wanna eat, but no thumbs. I am thumb-less. At least, that is how I feel….
I just realized that Tim and I forgot to eat our wedding cake on our anniversary. I think subconsciously I am avoiding it. I don’t even like to eat spaghetti from a day ago, let alone food that has been in the freezer for a year. Maybe if I get really drunk first or something…
It makes me crazy that I can’t blog at work. Now, I know you are thinking, “but Erin, Work is for work, not blogging…” But sometimes funny stuff happens that I want to share and then by the time I get home, I forget it. Oh wait, I remember now. I was staring out our window today… We work in a one story building with a huge floor to ceiling window in our office. While I was staring, I noticed this little prairie dog came and put his two paws and his nose on the glass and stared at me. For like 10 minutes. I felt like we were having a staring contest. His little black pebble eyes staring hardly through the glass, I felt like he was blaming me for something. When I left work today I checked under my tires to make sure I hadn’t killed one of his kids or something, but there was nothing… Maybe he was just jealous of our air conditioning.
p.s. My new dress below is a size 6. I know I promised that I wouldn't talk about the size of my hiney any more, but I'm wearing a size 6 now and I'm really proud of myself. :)
posted by saucybritches at
7/07/2005 07:15:00 PM
1 Comments:
i love the dress and the shoes...as for size 6 good for you. i'm also happy the i seem to be steady at a similar size, nothing like getting in better shape the longer your married rather than the other way around. you think your bad with wedding cake...ours is still in my mom's fridge and its been 2 years and counting. we have to eat it this summer or its really going to be bad.
xoxoxoxo
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