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I buy items from the distressed pile, of course! Today's impulse buys included a bag of cat food with a rip in it (half price, and it doesn't expire till next year, so I'm sure it's fine) and just-add-water mix for the spiced chai I used to get at the Koffee Klatch in Laguna Beach. Mmm, nostalgia. It's not as good as the kind I make from scratch (less spice, more sweetness), but it's good enough to take to work and mix with hot water for deliciousness. Awww, yeah. Also at the hardware store I got a new reflective goes-under-the-burner pan thingy for the stove, to replace the one that wouldn't stop getting all icky and rusty (this kind of thing I ignored when I was renting, but I care deeply now that it's my stove I can't keep clean) and gloves to protect my dainty little hands from the scariness that is oven cleaner.

Speaking of spring cleaning, it's a lovely enough day outside that I'm opening windows all over the house and airing things out. Yay for fresh air! And perhaps in the bestest news of all, the hippie home and garden place has red currant plants!

Okay, I thought I had more to say but then I got distracted by other stuff for half an hour so I'm going to go ahead and post this. Life is good.

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The garlic I planted is sprouting! Yay! Also, my dad is 64 years old today! Yay! And I got a phone call from my friend Sarah, who is hopefully no longer locked out of her car at the time of this writing. And I went to Wild Oats and bought a case of 80¢ Luna Bars, which will hopefully last for longer than a week, but um, yeah. And now I have a pot of Earl Grey Blue, and the special features of The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension to watch. My cat is still really cute, and in general, life is good.

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In fact, the quiz loves me almost a little too much. )

Now to see if tea and beautiful weather love me, too... oh, wait. It is a beautiful fall day outside and I have a nice big mug of Irish breakfast. Also my cat is super-cute. Yay!

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So. I got up a little over 12 hours ago (too early) and got dressed and went to work. I finally clocked out of work a little under 2 hours ago, which means that yes, I worked almost 10 hours today, which is too long. Feh. I even got to work before the other guy scheduled at 6 AM, but he cut himself during the morning's prep grind, so because I am a very nice person I let him go before me. The lunch rush was kinda brutal today, too. It's very good to be home and to have taken a shower and to be drinking tea and eating biscuits and generally relaxing. Also, I do not have to work again until Saturday at 8 AM. Yay!

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I burned myself at work on Sunday --- not too badly, I thought, just barely on the sucky side of second-degree, but unfortunately I broke the skin and turned it into an oozy/scabby mess instead of a blistery thing --- and I've been improvising bandages and stuff for it on and off all week, mostly by using lots of Band-Aids since that's what we've got in the house. But this is lame, and it's brought to my attention the fact that it'd be good to have more comprehensive first aid supplies at home.

So. What should I get for my home first aid kit? The obvious stuff (stuff I would've liked to have this week) includes gauze pads and tape, as well as something of the bactine/iodine/peroxide persuasion for cleaning up scrapes and stuff. But that's just the stuff that's glaringly missing right now because it's what I wish I had for this stupid burn (which is itchy and occasionally the skin around it gets all swollen and red and makes me worry that it's infected, although I'm not yet worried enough to go to urgent care or anything like that). Which reminds me: antibiotic ointment of some sort should probably be on my list. We've got aspirin and ibuprofen and acetaminophen for painkillers, and of course lots of duct tape. But for the rest I'm striking out and feeling stupid, so yeah. Advise me, kids. What else might I want or need?

My other random medical question is the old "advise me on how to find a doctor" thing. Really, what I want is a health clinic like Planned Parenthood, where I can walk in and ask a doctor or nurse or EMT or whatever (I'm not fixated on having to per se see an M.D., or even the same practitioner person every time) "is this broken?" or "is this infected?" without having to do all the urgent care type paperwork. Really what I want is access to a team of pharmacists with EMT training who can prescribe drugs if I need them. (Also I want a pony.) But so far the best I've got is my health insurance company's list of area providers taking on new patients, and I really don't relish the thought of making appointments and waiting weeks and most of all shelling out fees just to interview doctors and decide which one I want. Hmm. Maybe I'll email the doctor I went to in my hometown and ask her if she knows anybody in the Eugene area. Bleh. Responsibility sucks.

And on that note, I'm going to go relax and drink tea until I have to be at work at noon. Woo!

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Well, they're in full swing. Right now I'm taking a break from the major cleaning project. I started with the range and the grimy grease-catching area underneath the burners (turns out the stovetop lifts up, but by the look of things no one had ever done so until Peter showed me how), and have just begun to clean the even grimier area underneath that (i.e. the oven). My hands are already cramped and the skin on them is all tender and wrinkly. But at least I have me some tea (made before I dismantled the stove, so it's cooled to an extremely drinkable temperature). At the rate I'm cleaning, though, we're probably going to have to go out for dinner, because first of all I might not be done by the time people are hungry, and secondly it's my night to cook and I'm already pretty sick of our stove, oh yes.


Oct. 15th, 2003 09:57 am
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[livejournal.com profile] leech, apparently you're not the only one whose Friends list is obsessed with breakfast. Apparently everyone's an expert where oatmeal is concerned =).

In other news, I need to start getting up earlier so I can have more than one cup of tea before leaving the house to go tutoring. Especially when my throat is all icky and sore and needs the hot liquid desperately. Sigh. And rain can suck it. Have I mentioned how much I need fenders for my bike? Someday my jeans will dry... I hope.


Sep. 20th, 2003 11:04 am
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So this morning Peter and I got up at 7:30 to be part of the Eugene Celebration parade. We rode a recumbent tandem (sorry, [livejournal.com profile] flamingweasel) from Paul's Bicycle Way of Life and it was alternately terrifying and way cool. As the back rider, I had handlebars to hold onto, but they didn't steer, brake, or shift, so I spent a lot of time waving and clapping and hot diggety if/when we do this next year I'm so bringing along a musical instrument and maybe a costume; at times it felt like everybody else was fabulously attired and I was totally underdressed. Everybody else was in their pajamas, since the parade is kind of early for a Saturday morning.

Now I think it's time to head out to Saturday Market for our CSA veggies and more breakfast (I had a little granola and yogurt before we left and a chai while we were waiting for the bike shop to open, but now I'm hungry again).

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LiveJournal Mood Ring results: funny! )

It's also pretty true. I've been feeling pretty energetic lately (with the exception of Friday, when I was the Amazing Zombie Girl at work until Charlie the best waiter ever made me some crazy magic coffee-chai concoction that would've kept me hopped up all day on any other day, but instead only brought me up to normal energy levels --- I was fried because Peter and I stayed up way past my bedtime watching Amélie the night before, but I digress). I think it's because I've been getting more exercise, consistently riding my bike home the long way from work and whatnot. Oh, and did I mention I worked today? And that I have my birthday and the day afterwards off (because I traded my Friday 7 AM shift for somebody's Wednesday 7 AM)? Clearly, I should have me some birthday fun that involves staying up way too late, since I'm not going to have to get up early the next day.... but what? Oh, my life is so hard and so full of dilemmas. Okay, maybe not, but it certainly is going to be full of laundry in a bit, and after that probably dinner at Pizza Research Institute. Yum.

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Well, that would be because last week's schedule change is really and truly permanent, even though my boss didn't bother to tell me and it didn't make it into paper form until the schedule for next week (I actually called in last night to double-check my schedule for today, and they told me I had work at 7, not 11... sigh.) On the upside, I now have his home phone number, and it only took me two harassing calls (with a nice, calming bike ride in between) to get a very contrite apology and a promise that I'm going to be working more soon (seeing as I'm now down to 13 hours a week, which is kinda pathetic really). Here's hoping for the best.

In the meantime, I feel like I should be writing more, sending out more query letters (blah blah blah), and thinking more long term plannish. There's a nagging voice in my head that says I should be thinking about grad school, but it usually gets drowned out by a rousing chorus of "Oh yeah? And in what field, huh?" But enough about that --- for now, anyway; I'm sure I'll get back to it the next time I'm feeling grumpy about work (update, 8:56: click on the link for related comic hilarity!) Time to drink me some chai; I'm sure it's been steeping for long enough by now (only 1/2 an hour!)

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Today I worked the 11 AM shift instead of the 7 AM. I found out about the change in scheduling at kind of the last minute (10 PM last night), but it looks like the switch is semi-permanent, at least according to the guy I traded shifts with (i.e. who used to be Thursday's 11 o'clocker). The net effect is I work fewer hours, but do less prep and more actual cooking on Thursdays, which is way okay by me. I even got to run the whole line by myself for about half an hour today, which is to say I was the only cook in the kitchen, running the show. Of course, this was at around 3:30 PM, so it was really slow: I made two sandwiches and a burger and then there were no more orders until I went home at around 4, but whatever! I got to run the line! Go me!

Today I also found out that pretty much everyone I work with has wrist problems. While this doesn't do much to get me psyched about the long-term health effects of cooking as a career, it is kind of reassuring to know that the problems are endemic among cooks, and not the result of me doing something horribly, freakishly wrong with my hands.

Tonight: hot and sour soup for dinner. Yum. I'm home alone at the moment (Kelly left on a bike ride just as I got home from work, and Peter just headed over to a friend's house to continue yesterday's bike maintenance and repair adventures) but I've just realized I'm hungry enough that I might go ahead and start on food now, or at least soon. In any case I'm going to make myself some soymilk chai, I think, since I hardly had any caffeine at work today and that's just silly of me, really.


Jun. 10th, 2003 11:13 pm
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Ok, so one of my goals for today was to harass the Glenwood for more hours, but I ended up putting that off since I wasn't technically done tutoring yet. Tonight I was finishing up my laundry goal and the phone rang. It's my boss at the Glenwood, asking if I can come in Thursday and Friday mornings. Hell yeah I can! It's going to be bitch-ass early, but I'm gonna do it! Woo more hours!

Now I'm going to bed, since I'm meeting my student stupid early tomorrow (where "stupid early" is defined as 9 AM, which is not too early to cook but may be too early for number theory... I just hope I'm not completely useless).

I'm currently finishing my third pot of tea for the day. I don't think it will keep me up all night, seeing as right now I can hardly keep my eyes open.

I haven't made any progress in the packing to move department, but hey. We've got two weeks to move in, and as long as we get the big unwieldy furniture and heavy books done this weekend, the rest is relatively easy, with of course the big fat attention-demanding meowy exception that is Iggy Pop. Oh, life is nothing if not interesting. I'm tired, but I'm still feeling pretty good about that.

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Ok, so right now I'm reading Pattern Recognition by William Gibson, and it's eating my brain. Considering that I've been up for an hour and a half, it's amazing I haven't read more yet today, but I've been being all communicative, writing email to [livejournal.com profile] beanworks, only to get distracted by IM with [livejournal.com profile] joyquality and [livejournal.com profile] siobhan1. Also I've been drinking tea (mmm, Earl Grey) and forgetting to have breakfast, but I'll fix that last problem soon, really I will. In fact...

Tracy wanders off to get herself a bowl of granola and yogurt

Ok, now that that's taken care of, where was I? Oh yes: reading. The last book I finished was [livejournal.com profile] springbok1's sister's first novel, Fires of the Faithful, which I enjoyed quite a bit, and I'm not just saying that because I know [livejournal.com profile] springbok1 will read this. Since National Novel Writing Month last year, I've been reluctant to say anything bad about other people's fiction, and especially first novels, because there's a voice in my head that says, "Oh yeah? Where's your book?" that shuts me up pretty right quick in the literary criticism department. Sigh. I really don't know if I'm ever going to finish The Witchworld, let alone how. Mostly I think the problem is I'm sick of my viewpoint character and kind of dread writing the chapters and scenes I haven't written yet from her perspective, but on the other hand I don't want to switch viewpoint characters too much because that's a recipe for disaster (and I've got enough problems with characters knowing things they shouldn't as it is). So I'm not sure what to do. Also there's a few characters I really don't know well enough to write more about them, and blah blah blah...

But speaking of fantasies with strong female characters and other worlds where imagination reigns supreme, I got Alan Moore's Promethea out of the library a while back and I've been rereading it every few days ever since. I love it. In case it wasn't clear from the first sentence of this paragraph, this comic panders to me in every way, and I love it. (It also makes me a little embarrassed that I tried to write a novel pandering to myself when surprise! Alan freaking Moore already did it, and he's ever so much more the master of story... on the one hand it makes me wonder why I even try, and on the other hand it makes me feel like hey, my story idea must be pretty okay, even if I centered it around a setting rather than a whole host of interesting characters that give everything layers and depth and whatnot...) Anyway, I recommend Promethea a lot. (I also liked that [livejournal.com profile] pants_of_doom mentioned her in one of her "5 question interview" entries.)

Ok, time to read now. I have a student at 3:30, and I don't think I can finish Pattern Recognition by then, but we'll see.

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I meant chai. Soymilk chai, to be exact. And yes, it does taste like chai Luna Bars. Woo!
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...is a very, very good breakfast. It's also incredibly hippy and D-I-Y, but really, that's what makes it so good for me. I can't believe I went for so long thinking applesauce involved some kind of long, complicated process. But no! Apples, water, rice cooker, potato masher... and like an hour later I'm all set! Woo! Anyway, I got up this morning and tried to work on the rental application for the place we looked at on Wednesday, but I got all freaky-stressed out about it (that'll teach me to try to be productive before breakfast). I'm feeling much better (although still a little nervous) now that I've showered and had my tasty, tasty breakfast treat. Mmmm. All I need now is a pot of tea and I'll be ready to give the paperwork another shot.

In other news, I got paid yesterday! Woo! This tutoring thing is, like, a real job! Woo! My second student (the one I accidentally ditched on Tuesday) was totally cool about the fact that I stood her up, but I apologized about a million times anyway. And conic sections are my bitch. So if/when I get sick of working on the rental application or my renter's resume or the cover letter (we really like this place we're applying for, so we're going kind of buck wild trying to impress the landlord and lady) I might switch to working on business cards and/or posters advertising my tutoring services. Anything to distract me from stressing about my first day at the Glenwood tomorrow. I'm so nervous... ack! Must stop thinking about it! I know, I'll go make some tea...

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...because I made almond biscotti and they're really good. Mmmm, biscotti. Once again, Moosewood Restaurant New Classics provides me with instructions for generating tasty goodness. Rock!

(I also made roasted red pepper hummus, but I already knew how to make that.)

Ok, should probably finish the pot of tea and sleep now. New student to meet, another student to teach, and a potential employer to impress tomorrow! Whee!

Updated to add: Ok, that "accomplished" mood icon is frrrreaky.


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