Musings on life, work, health, and emotions.

November 19, 2003

Dave Matthews Band, I’m such a fool for you.

Yesterday I purchased the 3-CD “Central Park Concert” set from Sam Goody. (Only $13.99, which blew me away. I was expecting at least $20.00. Could this be the RIAA trying to play nice?) It’s 3 hours of live music. All songs I’ve heard from you before (except Cortez the Killer, which I never even HEARD of before). Yet I eagerly lapped it up anyway. Why? Because I buy every album. Even the live ones of concerts I haven’t seen where you sing songs I’ve heard before.

This purchase pushes DMB past New Kids on the Block (laugh and I’ll punch you) to earn the title of “Kim’s most-owned band.” Which clues you in to how long it’s been since I’ve had a favorite band.

By the way, DMB, if you’re reading – I love that version of Crush. Track 5. Disc 1. It’s very drool-worthy, and beats the acoustic Dave-and-Tim version that I previously lusted over. Crush is my most favorite song. It dries out my mouth and makes me weak in the knees.

Mood: Depressed. Last night I realized that there is very little that is the same in my life from last year. Consider:

  • Saturday, 11/22 will mark 1 year since we lost my grandmother. The glue of our family. The center of our holidays.
  • That same date will mark 6 months since the loss of Mickey. I’m still tortured by how sick he was. I still miss his snuffles. Yes, I have Max, but right now he’s a round peg trying to fill an elliptical hole. It helps, but there are still gaps of emptiness.
  • This summer was overshadowed by non-blogable-worries and rain. I only made it to my beloved beach twice.
  • The one constant through all of this crap was my job. Now that’s all changing too.

    Remember all of that fun-fun kum-ba-ya poetic “winds of change” crap from yesterday? Screw it. I’m just a cork being tossed helplessly around by the tumultuous tidal waves of change. Bobbing along…bobbing along…in the beautiful briny sea. I realized last night that all I do anymore is eat and sleep. Kind of like that sad little scribbled oval in the Zoloft commercials.

    OK, where was I?

    Work docket: God only knows. I’ve been hammered left and right with issues about online classified ads. Here’s a tip about writing an ad — if you want a word to be your internet search term, put it in your ad! Selling a car? Don’t screw with the make and model in your ad if you want people to be able to search for it. ‘Nuff said. Besides that, I have to do the weekly hit report for the Wednesday OC meeting (to which we have no representative)
    Afternoon plans: Rousing walk with Max, who has been exceptionally behaved lately. I think he’s planning something.
    Evening: Yoga at 7:30, but I’m headed to the gym at 6:45 to get some cardio work in before hand. To make up for the Mexican Pizza I had yesterday. And the candy I just had for breakfast. And the Mrs. Fields cookies yesterday. And the chocolate milk I’m about to buy. And…..(tbc)

  • November 17, 2003 – evening

    AstareiKim’s definition of unfair: Seeing women at the YMCA come out of a grueling hour-long aerobics class with not only their makeup still on, but their ponytails still sporting perky little flips. On a GOOD day, my hair bears a striking resemblance to Phyllis Diller. And that’s before gym. If I could only get my lazy @$$ out of bed an hour earlier, I could effectively STYLE my hair before work. Imagine that!

    Speaking of my @$$, do you know how it hurts to see Britney Spears writhe and shimmy all over the TV whilst I puff away on the YMCA elliptical machine? (30 minutes, burned 287 calories, baby!) It sucks to be 31 years old and want to look like Britney Spears.

    And speaking of a hawtie, the little vixen you see up there is Astarei, my level 7 White Mage in Final Fantasy XI. The game takes my breath away, but it’s not very soloable (for me as a mage at least) and that may be what causes me to cancel my sub. I still have until 12/7 to decide if it’s the game for me. Astarei has great hair.

    A big ‘congratulations’ to my brother John (who’s almost 24 and available, ladies) for picking up his college cap and gown today. He’s graduating college on 1/30. The party starts on 1/31. John will be interviewing for jobs, and we’ll STILL be hung over. That’s how much we’re going to party. 😉

    November 14, 2003

    Crib notes for today:

  • I will not get overly emotional on Boss’ last day. It’s a job. People come and go all of the time and it’s not like I’ll never hear from him again.
  • I will not fret about my yearly review. I do good work and play well with others. I will get a raise and all will be well.
  • I will not lay down when I go home.

    Wt: Didn’t weigh. Had a cheesesteak for dinner last night. Am a self-saboteur.
    Mood: Melancholy and appreshensive, which violates my first two crib notes for today.
    Work docket: Hot properties (ads converting now) and coupon product
    Lunch: Lunch with Erin. Yay!!!! 🙂
    Afternoon plans: Rousing walk with Max, then I have some shopping (Mainly food) to do before…
    Evening: Tricia’s 31st birthday celebration (a week early) at the Olive!
    Weekend: Nothing, really. David mentioned perhaps going to dinner tomorrow night. All I feel like doing is rolling myself up in blankets.
    CookieCam status: I downloaded TinCam last night because it can manage two webcams. The first one’s uploding just fine. Now I need a USB extension cord (do they even make those?) so I can rig up the second shot.

    And now, because I haven’t babbled enough (honestly, it only takes me a few minutes to do this — less time than a cigarette break) it’s the Friday Five!

    1. Using one adjective, describe your current living space.

    2. Using two adjectives, describe your current employer.
    complacent, inert

    3. Using three adjectives, describe your favorite hobby/pasttime.
    literary, verbal, didactic

    4. Using four adjectives, describe your typical day.
    hectic, frustrating, quiet, isolated (can you which words describe work?)

    5. Using five adjectives, describe your ideal life.
    loving, comfortable, self-directed, stimulating, warm

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