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Jaime: I love Gram’s scones.  She makes the best scones in the world.  When I get to my mom’s tonight I’m gonna be all like ‘bitch, get in the kitchen and make me some scones’.  But I won’t really say it like that.  And she’ll do it.
Mike: I’m sure she will.
Jaime: Yeah but it sucks ’cause you only get like 5 scones out of one batch.  *grumble*
Mike: You know what?  5 scones would be enough for most people, but not you.  Not you.

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Mikey Pop seems to be Hell bent on the notion that the two of us, with our powers combined, could out-geek Wil Wheaton.

I’m not too sure about that.

In fact, I’m 100% positive I’m not sure at all about it.

I like to think that Wil Wheaton (@wilw) is the king of all nerds.  Supreme Nerd Ruler of Nerdom, if you wil (<- lolz for me!  Do you see what I just did there?  ^^).

While I’m proud to take nerditude to a whole new level as a female (do I get points for that?), and I can admit that I have extensive knowledge of all things Star Wars, Star Trek, Lord of the Rings, and really bad 80’s movies most people wouldn’t watch if you paid them, I don’t think I’ve got it in me to out-geek the nerdtastic Supreme Nerd Ruler of Nerdom.

With anyone’s help.

Not that I wouldn’t enjoy trying.  Like I said to Mike the other day, it would probably be the greatest day of my life, the day I spend trying to out-geek @wilw.  But I have faith in the leader of my people.

What, you don’t want to read me anymore?  You know how to unsubscribe.  :D

Also, is that not the greatest picture of all time?

I was going to blog about my crappy night’s sleep, but I don’t want to bore you all with it.  Instead you get bullets because I’m lazy and have nothing profound to say, but still have things to say.

• I don’t understand why some nights I can sleep really well, and why other nights I don’t sleep at all.  For two nights I slept like a freaking log.  I slept the whole night through and even overslept (which felt so good!).  I’m not one of those people who can fall asleep whenever they want, sleep whenever, for however long they feel like it.  I have to have a set sleeping schedule or I’m all messed up.   Well, last night I wasn’t really stressed out, not that I noticed at least.  I was kind of tired when I laid down, but I kept waking up every 2-3 hours just to roll over and try again.  I wasn’t uncomfortable, I just couldn’t stay asleep.  I guess I did bore you with last night’s crappy sleeping story…. Now I want to take a nap.  At my desk.  It’s probably not a good idea.
  
• Last night I laid in bed thinking about next month’s NaNoWriMo story.  I came up with a lot of great ideas but forgot a few of them.  I have decided to sleep with a notebook next to my bed from now on.  I’m very excited about this year, because I’m really going to finish it this time!  50′000 words, here I come!
• I need to learn how to clear my mind before bed, but it always feels like the only time my brain can work uninterrupted to solve all the world’s problems.  My brain is all like “She has assumed the position, overdrive ACTIVATED!” and I’m bombarded with ideas and thoughts and aggravations.  Can I file for assault against my brain?  Is that even legal?
• Yesterday at work we found out when our last day is going to be.  I’m relieved to finally have a set date.  Sad too, but most of the sadness has evaporated and I’m left now with relief and still some stress.  It’s going to be hard turning our customers over to new people, so we want to make it as easy for them as possible.  The only suckiest part about losing this job is that it’s the best job with the best group of people I’ve ever worked with.
• I sang at karaoke last Friday.  Yeah, you read me right.  It was only me and Mike and Tim and Sarah and Jeff there, and I was embarrassed and my heart was pounding, but Mike tricked me and made me sing.  If he ever puts in an Africa song, don’t believe him when he says he’s singing it.  That was the most insulting thing I’ve ever heard in my life.  I’m just sayin’.  I hope he doesn’t think he can do that every time, ’cause next time I’ll leave him to make a fool of himself by himself!
• I’m still trying to decide whether or not I want to continue with “What If?” Wednesdays.  Any input?  Keep it or forget it?  I don’t care either way, perhaps that’s a good indication that I should find something else to do with my Wednesdays….
• I miss Walter.
  

That’s about it.  I hope your Tuesday (and mine) is very un-Tuesdaylike.

I LOVE…  being me.  It’s not always glamorous (ever, actually) and it’s usually pretty nerve wracking, but I feel like I’m finally coming to learn and understand who I am.  Take that, Uncertainty!  I’m kicking your booty to the curb!

I LOVE…  that Halloween is on a Saturday this year and I get to go trick-or-treating with Sarah and my nephew.  Don’t know what he’s going to be, yet, but I’m sure it’ll be cute!

I LOVE…  that I got home from work yesterday after an emotionally taxing day to find a gift from Walter waiting in the mail.  He bought me 3 Casting Crowns CD’s and sent them via Amazon.  I didn’t even ask for them!  It was like… wow.  I never got a present just because like that before.

I LOVE…  that this weekend I’m going to have someone to play WoW with!  w00t Franco!

I LOVE…  Last.fm.  Unlike Pandora, they have Wizard Rock.  I can flip on that site and type in Wizard Rock and actually listen to The Parselmouths, Ministry of Magic, Harry & The Potters, etc.  EFF YOU, PANDORA!  You don’t got the goods.

I LOVE…  that Alli and I caught the last five minutes of Overboard last weekend at my mom’s clam bake and we both knew all the words.  That movie kicks ass.

I LOVE…  calling Alli a ho.  For us it is a term of endearment.  “Look, you dumb ho.” actually translates to “Look, I love you but you are being rather dumb.”

I LOVE…  green and pink.  Not always together, they’re just my favorite colors.

I LOVE…  that Walter is awesome enough to want to read my blogs, and that I don’t have to force him to or even ask him to.  He’s usually read them before I know it, and is often first to comment.  It’s amazing that he actually has an interest in something that means so much to me.

I LOVE…  when my dad tries to be intimidating and just ends up being cute.

I LOVE…  My Chemical Romance.  The Black Parade is one of my all time favorite albums on the planet.  It’s right up there with Dookie, American Idiot, The Anatomy Of The Tongue In Cheek, and Let Go.  I love listening to albums one song at a time, all the way through.  When I find a CD I can do that with, I fall in love with it.

I LOVE…  The Time Traveler’s Wife.  I can’t imagine it having ended any differently.  Yes, it was sad, but not all stories end happily.  This book was an exceptional example of that.

I LOVE…  Walter.  My darling, hilarious Walter.

Walter says:
Okay.
He wears dentures and hugs his daughter.
…I’m dead. lol
He prolly has a spare set of vampire fangs!
< jaime > says:
Chocolate mike
almost just came out my nose.
*milk
Walter says:
milk?
LOL!
< jaime > says:
My dad isn’t into vampires.
Walter says:
That’s nowhere even CLOSE!
< jaime > says:
He likes LOTR and Star Trek
Walter says:
Mike
Milk.
That’s totally bad.
LOTR has sauron!
< jaime > says:
look, it’s dark in here and I can’t see!
Walter says:
And Trek has Borgs.
< jaime > says:
My dad hates Sauron.
Walter says:
You don’t need to see to type.
< jaime > says:
I do.
lolz
Walter says:
You look at the keyboard?
< jaime > says:
Look, when you’re concerned with milk coming out your nose everything else is secondary!
Walter says:
That’s true.
I guess.
That’s the third time this week I think I’ve made you squirt from your nose.
< jaime > says:
It didn’t actually come out.
Walter says:
Darn.
:(

Don’t forget to go check out Walter’s, Lauren’s, and PQ’s I LOVE…Fridays posts!  I need to get a Mr. Linky-type thing, I wonder if it’s WP compatible?

What do YOU love today?  :D

So far today is actually a pretty tame Tuesday.  I’ve got no picture of me from this morning since I was lazy and didn’t feel like rushing, so here is this picture of me and Biggie (Kokomo) from 2004 after I got my new glasses.

I miss having nails.  And being able to wear my class ring (my fingers are fatter now).  And having cute blonde highlights in my hair.  And having muscle in my arms.  I can’t wear that necklace anymore either, since I’ve gained 25-30 pounds since then.  But I DO, however, still have and wear both that shirt and the pants (the pants I’ve had since high school and they’re my favorite comfy pants EVAR!).  Huzzah for stretchy waist cotton pants from dELiA*s!

That is Biggie before she got fat.  The vet has been literally yelling at my mom because she’s 5 pounds overweight.  Poor Biggie, she’s on a serious diet.

SQUEE!!  I talked to Walter for almost two hours on the phone last night *dances* so I slept pretty well and didn’t have any freaky dreams (that = good times for me!).  I’m picking Mikey Pop up at the airport later on tonight ’cause he’s FINALLY coming home *more dancing*.  And I have an eye doctor appointment this afternoon to get some new glasses and new contacts!  w00t w00t!

I started reading The Time Traveler’s Wife yesterday.  I didn’t want to put it down, but I knew that if I didn’t I wouldn’t have anything to read today after I get through my Google reader and I would have been bored out of my mind.  I can’t have that.  I’m halfway through it though, I expect I’ll finish it today.

Walter will be here in a little more than three weeks.  THREE WEEKS!  I’m planning on taking him to the Boston Museum of Science, Clyde’s Apple Cider Mill, and dinner at Fuji with my family.  I’m so excited!  I’ve kind of been slacking on sending him letters lately.  I’ve gotta get back on that.

Oh!  Speaking of writing letters… I have a pen pal!  Dot Com Katie is hosting a pen pal event thing and she paired a bunch of us up to write letters to each other!  I’m writing my first letter to my new pen pal today.

You don’t hear this from me all that often, but HAPPY TUESDAY!

Have you ever had a pen pal?
Any overweight pets?
Can you still fit into clothes you wore in high school?
Have you read The Time Traveler’s Wife?
What are you looking forward to this month?
Do you love me?

WHAT?!!

*****UPDATE!*****

I joined NaBloPoMo today.  w00t w00t.  This is blog numero uno for me!

Today is Walter’s birthday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY WALTER!

I went to bed early last night so I hope I don’t look as tired today as I did yesterday.  Man, stress is so stupid.  It really affects like everything about me from my eating and my sleeping habits to my personality.  Stupid stress.  YOU ARE LAME.  Seriously.  Take a hike plz.

I’m very happy with the positive response I’m getting about my new layout!  I’m going to make a few touch-ups over the weekend, but all in all I really like how it came out.  This is all I have to say today, with an extra HAPPY BIRTHDAY WALTER, I LOVE YOU!!!! added in there.  And because today’s blog is lame and short, I’ll share with you a conversation I had with Mike last week.  It went a little (ok, exactly) like this…

Me: I was going to go to a blogger meetup, but now I’m not sure I want to go
Mike: go
be bloggy!
Me: I don’t want to go alone
the prospect is frightening, and I might not have any fun
Mike: isn’t that the point of going!
?
Me: not having any fun?
Mike: no
Me: that’s not the point
Mike: not that part silly goose
Me: the being frightened part?
Mike: the gloggers unite part
bloggers are lonely, get some of you all togethers and fun things will happen
give it a shot, make me pround
Me: pround?
is that like proud but extra special with an n in it?
Mike: i have contacted your typo sickenss
:[
Me: I’m so pround!
:D
Mike: :D
Me: I’m definitely putting that in my blog next week
Mike: o fcourse you will
Me: :D:D:D

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PS  -  Don’t forget to check out yesterday’s blog and leave a comment if you want to be entered in the giveaway contest for My Sister’s Keeper!

I LOVE… that Walter had ONE MINUTE left on his calling card, and called me this morning to tell me that he made it in OK and that he loves me.  I don’t just LOVE it.  I’m grateful for it.

I LOVE… sending Walter letters, but not packages too much because the ordeal at the post office is ridiculous just to give someone a birthday present.  Eff customs.  Eff Iraq.  Next year I’m giving him his birthday present in person.  Take that, Iraq.

I LOVE… Mikey Pop.  I miss him when he’s far away in stupid Washington with mountains and Harry Potter but not me.  *pout*  He always makes me feel better when things are bad, and things haven’t been very good lately.

I LOVE… that Jeff is going to DJ my mom’s wedding at the end of the month.  I love Jeff.  I love that I’ve known him for about two years now, maybe two and a half, and he thinks that’s “a long time”.  He so cute.

I LOVE… taking pictures of myself on dailybooth and putting them in my blogs every day.

I LOVE… watching movies with my nephew.  Thomas and the Magic Railroad is a good one.

I LOVE… that last night Sarah and I watched my favorite episode of Dr. Quinn ever, it’s what I call “the Boston episode”.  I was so bouncy on the bed and I had to keep stopping while I was knitting because I was so excited (I KNOW!!!)!  And Sarah wanted to stab me for being too excited and giving stuff away the whole time.  I used to know all the words to this episode, and while I still remembered a lot of ‘em, there’s also a lot of ‘em I forgot (my mom had it on a VHS tape from when it originally aired, and I used to watch it all the time).  I didn’t even know that episode was coming on so soon in the series, I was so excited and surprised!!!!  I’m a dork, shut up.

I LOVE… that I’m a dork.  :D  *waves from high up in the great kingdom of Nerdom*

I LOVE… the way the series finale of Eli Stone ended.  It was so positive, and much better than I expected.  I’m not too happy that it had to end though.  Stupid ABC.

I LOVE… Artisteer 2, the program I recently got for WordPress blog design.**

I LOVE… Dead Like Me.  I recently started watching it, and I think it’s a great TV show.

I LOVE… the dress I’m wearing to my mother’s wedding.  It’s the same dress I wore to Drew’s wedding earlier this year in Mississippi.  It’s yellow and sparkly.

I LOVE… my mom.  I don’t say it much, not on my blog, but I love her (and don’t worry, I tell her so every time I talk to her).  Even though she’s stressful and difficult and the hastiest person I know, I love her because she’s my mom.  And she’s getting married.  And I actually get to go this time instead of getting left behind!

**On Monday my blog will have an entirely new look and feel!  Call it a makeover, if you will, but it’s a necessary makeover.  Now that I have this blog design program I can make my blog look just the way I want it to.  I’ve been struggling with finding just the right layout since PQ gave me my own blog page back in September, and with this program I’ve been able to create it myself!  So come back on Monday to see just what I’ve done to the place.  Oh!  And before I forget… there’s going to be a surprise too!

Happy Friday everyone!  What do you love today?  :D

I miss Walter.

There has been a lot of comment spam sneaking it’s sneaky way through my spam filter lately.  I get all excited because I have 10 new comments instead of 3, only to find that the extra 7 are spam.  And it makes me sad.  Stupid spam.

I have a few new books, but I don’t really feel like reading them.  I’m too sad about not having any more Harry Potter books left.  I really love the Harry Potter universe and I’m kind of stuck there for the time being.  So while I do have books on my bookshelf that I haven’t read yet, I just don’t feel like reading anything new.  In fact, I might read The Deathly Hallows again, because it was that good and I want to make sure I didn’t miss anything.  You know, since I was dead tired when I forced myself to stay up until 3:30am to finish the book.

I don’t have any pictures to insert into this blog to make it pretty.

Aside from Dr. Quinn, I’ve been watching Legend Of The Seeker on Hulu.  Has anyone seen that show?  Has anyone read the book it’s based off of (Wizard’s First Rule by Terry Goodkind)?  It’s not a bad show, but it’s nothing like the book.  There’s too much extra stuff in the show that’s just WRONG.  If you’ve read the books and haven’t seen the show, I don’t recommend that you watch it.  Ever.  If you’ve never read the books but you’re looking for something to watch, go ahead.  It’s entertaining.

OK, so Mike just told me to blog about babies.  lolz.  I don’t know what to say about them except that I WANT ONE.  I love babies.  I want to get married and have babies.

And lastly, in this blog of random crap you’re being fed today, I need to announce that today I listened to something other than Wizard Rock for the first time in about a month.

PS  -  I love cheese.

I am currently so deep into reading Harry Potter that I can’t even begin to formulate a blog at the moment, so the following blog is a repost from my Myspace blogging days.  It’s one of my favorite blogs I ever wrote.  Enjoy!!!

(for storytelling clarification: I am Irish, and Alli is Miss Hugs)

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We interrupt your daily lives to bring you Today’s Top Story!

Today’s Top Story: Irish Sets Cars Aflame, Gets Electrocuted!

I’m reporting to you live on this cold weather day (it is 24 degrees out) to inform you of the insane happenings at the yellow house on the hill.

Let me set the scene, people.

It was about 10:30 am and I had just gotten home with my grandmother from a morning of stress tests at the local hospital (the tests were for grams, not me). Miss Hugs’ van is still parked in the driveway, but the hood is up. She is late for work. Grams and I come in the house and Miss Hugs says “I need you to jump start my van!” to which I replied, “Ok! Mikey Pop showed me how to do this a couple weeks ago!” 

Miss Hugs and I go outside and I start my car. Good car. I pop the hood and the trunk and retrieve the jumper cables from the trunk. Then Miss Hugs and I get in my car while I untie my jumper cables (sue me, I’m a neat freak) because it’s warm in there and it’s effing COLD outside. She’s stupid first, it’s important for all y’all to remember that. We’re each holding a side of the cables and she opens her door, thinking that somehow we’re going to each get out our respective doors with an end of the cable. Its ok, I told her she was a dummy. So I get the cables and I hook the red up to the negative and the black up to the positive (shut up you don’t know anything yet!!!). Then I go over to her car and do the same thing. Once the black up to the positive side I feel a jolt that throws me back some inches and flames start to flicker on the battery. I GOT ELECTROCUTED, PEOPLE. 

Oops!!! 

Miss Hugs leaves me to fend for myself as smoke arises from both cars. I run around, rip my car keys out of the ignition and hightail it in the house into the living room where Miss Hugs has the phone and she’s screaming “should I call 911?!” and grams is yelling at us for screaming and calling us stupid for making the cars smoke. 

“Call Daddy!” I tell my sister, and she throws the phone at me, it is dialing. I take the phone and head outside, the cars are still smoking very badly and I run back inside to the safety of my house and I tell my dad what happened and he tells me to get the cables off of at least one of the cars.

OMFG IS HE KIDDING ME?! 

I go out and Miss Hugs points out that the yellow cord had melted off the wires and the wires were all exposed. My dad says get some rubber gloves, pull the wires off, he’ll he here in twenty minutes and don’t let Miss Hugs start her car.

But he wants me to start my car. Yeah right. 

So Miss Hugs grabs two rubber dishwashing gloves, we each wear one and try and get the cables off her van since her car was not the one all charged up. The cables are hot to the touch even through the gloves (let’s face it, people: dishwashing gloves aren’t all that thick) but I manage to get them both off with minimal help from Miss Hugs.

Sometimes she’s just good for comedic value, and moral support.

We grab our cameras because, of course, I need to blog about this and I need pictures to do it! I call my dad, he’s on the way. He’s not happy at all. We take all the pictures we can and only then realize that when Miss Hugs grabbed the dishwashing gloves she grabbed two left handed gloves. Both sets are ruined now. But that’s ok, they’re just dishwashing gloves.

I had to tell someone. And Lo! my friend PQ is online so I tell her how it all went down. She probably thinks I’m some kind of stupid freak now, but I guess that can’t be helped. And then my dad got here. Whew, was he angry. He was beyond angry, he was growling. That means he’s mad, people. He looked at my car and then at Miss Hugs’, he orders me to take my car to my uncle Uncle’s garage to have him make sure I didn’t fry something. He tells Miss Hugs she’s S.O.L. until Uncle can come down here and take a look at her van. That thing still ain’t going anywhere, it isn’t a battery thing.

Daddy says Jerry isn’t allowed to touch the van! And my mother isn’t allowed anywhere near the building! My poor daddy. He has to save one of us like once a week. It’s only Monday and this is the second time he’s had to come to the rescue this week. I’m not kidding when I say he’s the greatest dad in all of existence. The poor man. In the meantime I’m in hysterics, laughing my head off like a crazy hyena. I’ve realized that it wasn’t even noon yet and I’d already started two cars on fire and gotten electrocuted.

So I called work. I called out of work. I can’t go in like this! Louise got a good laugh out of it, and I need to take my car to my uncle’s shop. Miss Hugs is so coming with me and she knows it. I can’t face Uncle without her since she’s my accomplice. Especially not when Uncle thinks I’m car-tarded in the first place. I’m determined to not be the only car-tarded person getting the blame here!

So that’s my story. It’s sad but true. Don’t hate. 

It’s only fair to tell you all that her van escaped unscathed, with just minor bruising.  But it still won’t start.  HA HA.

I LOVE… that Mike is home from WA for the rest of the month.
I LOVE… Seven Moons (om nom nom).  Going there this weekend with Mike and Erik to celebrate my birthday.
I LOVE… MY BIRTHDAY!  It’s in two days!!!!!

I LOVE… watching Grey’s Anatomy and Lost with my sister at the computer.  Less commercials and more fun.  Can’t wait for tonight so we can watch them both!
I LOVE… doing laundry.  I know.  I’m a freak.  Whatev.  I love doing laundry.
I LOVE… the weird pictures I take and the fact that I’m proud of the most ridiculous things.

I LOVE… this program I downloaded called Poladroid (thanks @Daniel_Gardner for the tip!) because it makes said pictures look awesomer.  Plus it has the word ‘droid’ in the name.  So effing cool.

I LOVE… blogging and all of my blogging friends.  I seriously love logging in every day and reading everyone’s blogs.  It’s kind of like spending time with 40-50 different people every day all over the world.  It feels great!
I LOVE… listening to KLOVE on the way into work every day.  Some of the stories people call in with are so uplifting that it makes me happy other people believe so strongly in something.

I LOVE… Sebastian’s blogs.  He’s seriously so funny and so geeky that it’s awesome.  I look forward to his blogs every day, and whenever he doesn’t post I get sad.  Also he takes amazing pictures.
I LOVE… chocolate milk first thing in the morning.  It’s the most delicious breakfast ever!
I LOVE… every other weekend when I’m home alone.  Even though I love spending time with Sarah and John, when I’m home alone I can be as bizarre and silly as I want.

How’s that mental image for ya?!  lolz @ you!

I LOVE… ridiculous Pick 5’s on Facebook that take up a huge chunk of my day.  So what if it has no effect on real life?  I don’t care!  It’s fun while I’m doing it!
I LOVE… that I’m in love, that I let myself be in love with my best friend in the entire universe.  Nothing in the world has ever felt so right.  Nothing is holding me back anymore.  I’m so in love it makes me stupid.  I’m stupid for Walter.