Well, I've not done terribly well on most of my resolutions, especially this one. I have lost about 8 pounds, and I've not worn jeans a single time, in fact I've only work pants in public two, maybe three, times.
I've not saved any money, partly due to my own irresponsible spending habits, partly due to Pitchfork's work making lots o' cutbacks. Back in November of last year, they cut everyone's hours by a day a week. His department went back up in April, but was cut again at the beginning of May, and then his hourly wage was cut by 20%. We're not suffering, but we're not saving and we're certainly not increasing our standard of living.
So, all in all, I'm totally failing on 2 of my resolutions, half-succeeding on one, and succeeding 100% on the fourth. Actually, now I think of it, that's not terrible. And if I stick with the "I have until the end of the year to make good...", then I'm doing even better than that!
2.12.2009
CL #2- PostingID: 1032665227, with commentary
bad roommate
Reply to: pers-1032665227@craigslist.org [?]
Date: 2009-02-12, 7:27PM PST
my snobby roommate insisted on getting a dog, begged her boy friend, (my original roommate) to get one. Like a child she swore up and down she would take care of it. A month has past and he is now the one taking care of the dog
My question is, when they leave for long periods of time, should I feel responsible or obligated to take the dog out to relieve itself. I never wanted the dog, I told them I don't want the dog. They got the dog anyways. I feel bad but at the same time they shouldn't have it in the first place if they can keep it and I kinda want them to come home and step in a pile. No I don't want the dog using the house as a toilet but I think they need to realize they don't have the means.
And at this point I don't really care I am out of here next week. Let the dog use the house as a toilet. They are the ones who get to live with it not me. Fuckers
PostingID: 1032665227My question is, when they leave for long periods of time, should I feel responsible or obligated to take the dog out to relieve itself. I never wanted the dog, I told them I don't want the dog. They got the dog anyways. I feel bad but at the same time they shouldn't have it in the first place if they can keep it and I kinda want them to come home and step in a pile. No I don't want the dog using the house as a toilet but I think they need to realize they don't have the means.
And at this point I don't really care I am out of here next week. Let the dog use the house as a toilet. They are the ones who get to live with it not me. Fuckers
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So, this post is describing almost exactly a situation I lived through a few years ago, except the folks had the dog before I moved in. I have some pretty stern opinions about people who get dogs who cannot or will not take care of them. I know a couple of dogs that I don't mind, but only because their folks actually care for them, and spend time with them playing and walking and cuddling. The people I lived with were more interested in getting hammered all day, and coming home and yelling at their dos for crapping on the floor when no one was around to take him outside. I think that bad dog people should be punished somehow.
2.10.2009
Entry the 7th: Darnit! I did it again!
Well, missed another week. I suppose I can handle it, just gotta try harder. Or at all.
It is winter, and that means the dark times are here. Which in turn means that I lose all motivation. It seems to go into hibernation, not to return until the sunlight is a bit longer.
Since this is the first post of the month, I thought we should check in on those resolutions. As we already know, this blog hasn't been terribly successful, in terms of frequency of posts, but meh. I can still rationalize it.
As far as the cliche weight loss, I don't think I've made any headway. I'm going to chalk that up to the weather as well. Sausage seems much more seductive when the mornings are grey and cold. Much more...
Financially, I've kept to the letter of the resolution. I currently have about a hundred extra bucks. But I don't feel like I've kept to the spirit of this resolution. I should have more. I must exercise more restraint, especially considering that the economy is looking pretty bleak.
Style-wise, I've done a bang-up job at not wearing jeans more than twice a week. Actually, I don't have any, and I've worn pants in public twice since Christmas. Those pants being a nice pair of corduroy pants from Old Navy that I bought on clearance. I was going to buy jeans, too, but I changed my mind at the last minute. So, go me! Or I guess the case could be made that I'm cheating on this one.
Well, have a good day, and be safe!
It is winter, and that means the dark times are here. Which in turn means that I lose all motivation. It seems to go into hibernation, not to return until the sunlight is a bit longer.
Since this is the first post of the month, I thought we should check in on those resolutions. As we already know, this blog hasn't been terribly successful, in terms of frequency of posts, but meh. I can still rationalize it.
As far as the cliche weight loss, I don't think I've made any headway. I'm going to chalk that up to the weather as well. Sausage seems much more seductive when the mornings are grey and cold. Much more...
Financially, I've kept to the letter of the resolution. I currently have about a hundred extra bucks. But I don't feel like I've kept to the spirit of this resolution. I should have more. I must exercise more restraint, especially considering that the economy is looking pretty bleak.
Style-wise, I've done a bang-up job at not wearing jeans more than twice a week. Actually, I don't have any, and I've worn pants in public twice since Christmas. Those pants being a nice pair of corduroy pants from Old Navy that I bought on clearance. I was going to buy jeans, too, but I changed my mind at the last minute. So, go me! Or I guess the case could be made that I'm cheating on this one.
Well, have a good day, and be safe!
1.26.2009
Entry the 6th: Whoops! I missed a week! How about an update?
Ok- So I already slipped up on a resolution, but, hey- It's early... I have all year to get in the habit, right?
It has been ten days since i have blogged. In that time, I have transplanted some spinach and parsley into larger containers. I think it went well, at least with the spinach. I may have traumatized the parsley, but it's my first time gardening, and I'm sure they won't be the last plants to fall under my harsh regime.
I'm working on a portfolio for my costume work. I'd really love to have a job in which I do not handle cash monies. Or credit cards, really... Money is a terrible thing. I'm going to try with DreamWeaver, but I may resort to another blog. It seems easier, and the format would perhaps make sense, right?
We now have a new president. HOORAY! Now we can go about cleaning up. Maybe. If bureaucracy and nasty politics don't gum up the works. I think there's probably resentment on both sides, and I think that tends to make people stubborn and contrary.
So, there you have it. The last ten of my days in a nutshell. I did other things, yes. But some of that is a story for another day, and you don't want to hear about my dastardly and evil works.
Enjoy your days, kiddos... Ciao!
It has been ten days since i have blogged. In that time, I have transplanted some spinach and parsley into larger containers. I think it went well, at least with the spinach. I may have traumatized the parsley, but it's my first time gardening, and I'm sure they won't be the last plants to fall under my harsh regime.
I'm working on a portfolio for my costume work. I'd really love to have a job in which I do not handle cash monies. Or credit cards, really... Money is a terrible thing. I'm going to try with DreamWeaver, but I may resort to another blog. It seems easier, and the format would perhaps make sense, right?
We now have a new president. HOORAY! Now we can go about cleaning up. Maybe. If bureaucracy and nasty politics don't gum up the works. I think there's probably resentment on both sides, and I think that tends to make people stubborn and contrary.
So, there you have it. The last ten of my days in a nutshell. I did other things, yes. But some of that is a story for another day, and you don't want to hear about my dastardly and evil works.
Enjoy your days, kiddos... Ciao!
1.15.2009
Entry the 5th: Plant Update
Sometime today, my seed trays started showing minute traces of green plant-life! Not much, but a teensy tiny bit.
The biggest example is one of the spinach pots. I'm going to call this plant Harvey, after John Crichton's neural clone of Scorpius. Here's what Harvey looks like on his very first day on the surface world:
And the parsley, oregano and basil are starting to come out, too! Check it, yo!
The biggest example is one of the spinach pots. I'm going to call this plant Harvey, after John Crichton's neural clone of Scorpius. Here's what Harvey looks like on his very first day on the surface world:
And the parsley, oregano and basil are starting to come out, too! Check it, yo!
It appears that I'm not a total black thumbed failure. Huzzah for me! I sort of feel all proud. Like they're my babies...
1.12.2009
CL #1- PostingID: 989712240
Learnin',,,, DUH (Our world)
Reply to: pers-989712240@craigslist.org [?]
Date: 2009-01-12, 7:56AM PST
I am assuming that at least a few of you have attented at least the first 6 years of school. Did everybody miss the basics of the English language?
Where the hell did you learn to write.
Has anybody heard of seperating sentences with a period ? Has any one heard of a comma.
Without those 2 points, your sentences don't make sense. Theyjustrunintoeachotherlikebumpercars. OMG
PostingID: 989712240
Where the hell did you learn to write.
Has anybody heard of seperating sentences with a period ? Has any one heard of a comma.
Without those 2 points, your sentences don't make sense. Theyjustrunintoeachotherlikebumpercars. OMG
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Entry the 4th: My Filthy Relationship with CL
Many mornings, I can be found in front of the computer, soaking up my daily dose of hate and bitter idiocy, compliments of Craigslist Rants and Raves. From time to time, I really, really want to respond to some of them. I'm compelled by a powerful force: my natural, human drive to prove my mental and ethical superiority to these yokels, whom I will never have to meet. Not that I necessarily believe in my moral and cranial high-grounds, but everyone has an 'ego' (the colloquial, not the Freudian) and mine, at times, is a handful.
However, it is my policy to not to reply to these posts. Firstus, while you post anonymously, you do have to put in an email address, and answer an email before you can actually post. I know this because of a recent lost and found ad. Since this is the case, I'd still potentially get bombarded with emails from hateful people if my post was suffiencently clever and contrary. And then there's the thought that I will be caught out in an error, either factual or grammatical, or I will grossly misspell the easiest of monosyllabic words. This is an issue, because I am internally proud of my fairly tight grasp upon the English Language. I do make mistakes. Oh, yeah. Not immune to those. But I do hate to do it in a public forum, even anonymously.
Long story short- Occasionally, when there is a CraigsList post I am especially drawn to responding to, I will be posting it here. Sometimes I will provide commentary as to why a post made it, but there are others I will let speak for themselves. I hope you enjoy them, the way I enjoy them.
However, it is my policy to not to reply to these posts. Firstus, while you post anonymously, you do have to put in an email address, and answer an email before you can actually post. I know this because of a recent lost and found ad. Since this is the case, I'd still potentially get bombarded with emails from hateful people if my post was suffiencently clever and contrary. And then there's the thought that I will be caught out in an error, either factual or grammatical, or I will grossly misspell the easiest of monosyllabic words. This is an issue, because I am internally proud of my fairly tight grasp upon the English Language. I do make mistakes. Oh, yeah. Not immune to those. But I do hate to do it in a public forum, even anonymously.
Long story short- Occasionally, when there is a CraigsList post I am especially drawn to responding to, I will be posting it here. Sometimes I will provide commentary as to why a post made it, but there are others I will let speak for themselves. I hope you enjoy them, the way I enjoy them.
1.11.2009
Entry the 3rd: A (teensy) Step Toward Self Sufficiency?
For some years, I've wanted to grow some food plants. Several years, actually, and this seems to be the one. In the past, I've had minor success/failure with both a philodendron and a spider plant, and a major, 100% fail with a hydrangea. The difference between then and now? Age. And those plants were already growing when I got them, most of these I'm starting from seeds. Sure, I think I'm going to try both seeds and starts with tomatoes, but that just to ensure more success. I hear they're hard to start.
Some of the veggies I'm planning on cultivating are: carrots, tomatoes, spinach and other leafy-greens, zucchini and summer squash, garlic, and leeks. I'll likely try more, but I will definitely be attempting these.
Today, I planted my first seeds. Two different kinds of spinach, fennel, oregano and basil. Most of the herbs are staying inside, but eventually I'll move the spinach outside. To start with, I got these eco-friendly greenhouse seed starting kits from Burpee. I think they're really new, because I haven't found anything on the interwebs about them. Here's what the packaging looks like:
The kit contains 25 biodegradable planting cells, 25 disks or pellets of dehydrated growing medium, a biodegradable bamboo watering tray, a biodegradable 'greenhouse' cover (which is some kind of clear film, presumably made from plant life), and six wooden stake markers.
I set the trays, cells, and pellets up on my counter and prepared to add the warm water.
I added water. Talk about Mad Science!
Some of the veggies I'm planning on cultivating are: carrots, tomatoes, spinach and other leafy-greens, zucchini and summer squash, garlic, and leeks. I'll likely try more, but I will definitely be attempting these.
Today, I planted my first seeds. Two different kinds of spinach, fennel, oregano and basil. Most of the herbs are staying inside, but eventually I'll move the spinach outside. To start with, I got these eco-friendly greenhouse seed starting kits from Burpee. I think they're really new, because I haven't found anything on the interwebs about them. Here's what the packaging looks like:
The kit contains 25 biodegradable planting cells, 25 disks or pellets of dehydrated growing medium, a biodegradable bamboo watering tray, a biodegradable 'greenhouse' cover (which is some kind of clear film, presumably made from plant life), and six wooden stake markers.I set the trays, cells, and pellets up on my counter and prepared to add the warm water.
I added water. Talk about Mad Science!
I spread out the 'dirt' and planted my seeds according to the package directions, and then I took a picture!
I didn't take a picture of the whole shebang with the greenhouse cover on it, because there was too much glare in both the flash and flashless images. Just think of the picture above with a square of plastic wrap place over it, pinned down at the corners with quilting pins.
And then I did the whole thing over with the second kit. The nifty bit? Once the seedlings are ready to transplant, I can just transplant the whole cell. You know, since it's biodegradable!
I'll take more pictures, just as soon as it looks any different. So, stay tuned for garden updates, and wish me luck! I hope to have grown a modest bounty of produce by the time Autumn rolls around. Who knows? Maybe I will prove to be a gardener-savant...
And then I did the whole thing over with the second kit. The nifty bit? Once the seedlings are ready to transplant, I can just transplant the whole cell. You know, since it's biodegradable!
I'll take more pictures, just as soon as it looks any different. So, stay tuned for garden updates, and wish me luck! I hope to have grown a modest bounty of produce by the time Autumn rolls around. Who knows? Maybe I will prove to be a gardener-savant...
1.08.2009
Entry the 2nd: An Introduction
Hello, friends! I just thought I should take a moment to introduce myself to any readers who do not actually know me.
I am Bloody Ethel Bonnie. Obviously, it's not the name my ma and pa gave me, nor is it the name I use on a daily basis. Even so, almost anyone who knows me would probably know who you were talking about if you brought it up. This is what I look like all the time-
Usually, my goggles are not quite that askew, but it was the ten year reunion of the class of '23 from the Mad Science Institute of ChronoPlasm Studies, and I'd had a few flutes of the bubbly.
This is my boy-wench (see, that's what we she-pirates call our boyfriends). We (I) call him Pitchfork.
He doesn't normally wear this much make-up, but it would be okay if he did. This image was captured during a 2008 presidential campaign party for The Joker. Pitchfork is, as far as boyfriends go, excellent! I loves him strong.
And the final member of our little pirascientist consortium is Mo-tato. Sometimes, most of the time, he goes by any number of pseudonyms. There is a long list of AKAs on his post office most wanted posters. Look for them in future postings. He is a savage beast who sometimes does not know what is best for him as he allows his baser self to rule his actions. There are times I wish I could purge him from our partnership, but there are some ties, much like Gordian knots, which can never be broken.
See- I told you he was savage! That is the head of one of his strongest, fiercest mortal enemies. Mo-* brutally beat his enemy into submission before finally gutting him alive and making a hat out of his head. It was a viscious sight, indeed.
Now you are familiar with the regular cast of characters in my blog. There will be guest stars, of course, and that will be glorious. You would not believe the people I know. You know about the Joker, but did you know I also have witchy friends? Cowgirl compadres? Robot relationships? So, stay tuned for the further adventures of Bloody Ethel Bonnie's Blog o' the 7 Seas!
And keep in touch sweet things!
I am Bloody Ethel Bonnie. Obviously, it's not the name my ma and pa gave me, nor is it the name I use on a daily basis. Even so, almost anyone who knows me would probably know who you were talking about if you brought it up. This is what I look like all the time-
Usually, my goggles are not quite that askew, but it was the ten year reunion of the class of '23 from the Mad Science Institute of ChronoPlasm Studies, and I'd had a few flutes of the bubbly. This is my boy-wench (see, that's what we she-pirates call our boyfriends). We (I) call him Pitchfork.
He doesn't normally wear this much make-up, but it would be okay if he did. This image was captured during a 2008 presidential campaign party for The Joker. Pitchfork is, as far as boyfriends go, excellent! I loves him strong.
And the final member of our little pirascientist consortium is Mo-tato. Sometimes, most of the time, he goes by any number of pseudonyms. There is a long list of AKAs on his post office most wanted posters. Look for them in future postings. He is a savage beast who sometimes does not know what is best for him as he allows his baser self to rule his actions. There are times I wish I could purge him from our partnership, but there are some ties, much like Gordian knots, which can never be broken.
See- I told you he was savage! That is the head of one of his strongest, fiercest mortal enemies. Mo-* brutally beat his enemy into submission before finally gutting him alive and making a hat out of his head. It was a viscious sight, indeed.
Now you are familiar with the regular cast of characters in my blog. There will be guest stars, of course, and that will be glorious. You would not believe the people I know. You know about the Joker, but did you know I also have witchy friends? Cowgirl compadres? Robot relationships? So, stay tuned for the further adventures of Bloody Ethel Bonnie's Blog o' the 7 Seas!
And keep in touch sweet things!
1.07.2009
Entry the 1st: New Year's Resolutions
Ahhhh, where would we be if there were no New Year's Resolutions?
I'm sure there are some thin folks out there who would still be chunky, or some ex-smoker who may be having a 'hack-attack' if not for the resolve a New Year invariably ushers in. I feel it's high time for me to cement my resolutions for 2009, and what better way than listing them in a brand new blog, which is itself, one of those resolutions.
Aaaaand here they are, for your consideration, THE RESOLUTIONS!
Number 1- Create and maintain a new blog, writing a new entry at least once a week. No particular subject matter at the beginning, but who know what it will evolve into.
Number 2- Obviously, lose some pounds, say 40. I know that's a wussy goal, but it's a start. This is the one I figure is sure to fail, but in the interests of health, I sure will try.
Number 3- Wear jeans for the majority of the day no more than 2 times a week. Maybe it sounds a little silly for a resolution, but I feel it's necessary. Of course, this resolution is null and void during high-volume periods of manual labor. No reason to ruin a perfectly good pair of tights when I'm working on the chain gang, eh?
Number 4- Actually save some money. At least a hundred dollars a month. I also know that's not a lofty goal, but this is really going to be taxing on my psyche. I spend money. On all sorts of things. Things I don't really need to spend all my money on. Like luxury food, and a variety of useless things. I started last year with this same resolution. I currently have about $38 dollars, a sure sign of resolution FAIL.
So, there they are folks, your 2009 resolutions! I may add more, even up until February 24. That's my birthday, and the true beginning of my New Year. Any additional resolutions will be in some different color, or font, or will otherwise be distinguishable from the original items.
Stay tuned for Entry the 2nd: An Introduction. Until then, my pretties, stay safe and drive carefully.
I'm sure there are some thin folks out there who would still be chunky, or some ex-smoker who may be having a 'hack-attack' if not for the resolve a New Year invariably ushers in. I feel it's high time for me to cement my resolutions for 2009, and what better way than listing them in a brand new blog, which is itself, one of those resolutions.
Aaaaand here they are, for your consideration, THE RESOLUTIONS!
Number 1- Create and maintain a new blog, writing a new entry at least once a week. No particular subject matter at the beginning, but who know what it will evolve into.
Number 2- Obviously, lose some pounds, say 40. I know that's a wussy goal, but it's a start. This is the one I figure is sure to fail, but in the interests of health, I sure will try.
Number 3- Wear jeans for the majority of the day no more than 2 times a week. Maybe it sounds a little silly for a resolution, but I feel it's necessary. Of course, this resolution is null and void during high-volume periods of manual labor. No reason to ruin a perfectly good pair of tights when I'm working on the chain gang, eh?
Number 4- Actually save some money. At least a hundred dollars a month. I also know that's not a lofty goal, but this is really going to be taxing on my psyche. I spend money. On all sorts of things. Things I don't really need to spend all my money on. Like luxury food, and a variety of useless things. I started last year with this same resolution. I currently have about $38 dollars, a sure sign of resolution FAIL.
So, there they are folks, your 2009 resolutions! I may add more, even up until February 24. That's my birthday, and the true beginning of my New Year. Any additional resolutions will be in some different color, or font, or will otherwise be distinguishable from the original items.
Stay tuned for Entry the 2nd: An Introduction. Until then, my pretties, stay safe and drive carefully.
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