Wednesday, March 26, 2008

A novel way to start a day

What's better than having no hot water when it's 30 degrees outside and having to boil water to quickly give yourself a sponge bath (don't worry, I wore lots of deodorant)? Calling your building engineer dude to have him basically tell you that yes you're an idiot and yes he knows there's no hot water. Guess that's why we're moving. Note to the renters out there, stay away from Eagle Realty.

Monday, March 24, 2008

My Two Cents

It's interesting to me how biased the news media can be. I was watching Real Time with Bill Maher yesterday and the panel was discussing Obama and Rev. Wright. Rep. Barney Frank (D-MA) made comments about Wright's sermon's, particularly his 9/11 sermon where he talks about violence begetting violence. I'm sure you've heard some of the sound bites from his sermon, but have you heard the whole thing? You can here. I have a hard time believing the Rep. Frank and Maher haven't heard the whole thing. And yet they insist on taking things he said out of context - Rep. Barney said he didn't agree with Rev. Wright's statement about America being murderer's (which, in my mind, doesn't even matter if it is taken out of context - it's still correct if you're talking about our foreign policy which Wright was - but that's another blog for another day). Rep. Barney didn't give the full flavor of the sermon and Maher did correct him. Maybe most people watching Real Time have already heard the full sermons and so know what the context behind Rev. Wright's "contorversial" statements is. But I doubt that most of the people watching Fox and all the other news channels that picked up on the original story have. I hadn't until I went and looked them up on the internet. Are there things he said I don't agree with, sure. There are things Mr. H. says I don't agree with. It's not the end of the world. And it certainly shouldn't be the end of Obama's candidacy. What it should be the end of are people unwilling to say anything about a media that no only skews the news (in the case of Fox) but take the easy route out (in the case of all the others) and don't report the whole story.

Thursday, March 20, 2008


You know that feeling when you're at Starbucks ordering a venti vanilla latte and you go into your wallet to pay for your over-priced caffeine fix and you realize that your ATM card isn't in the handy dandy spot it's supposed to be in, and so you spend the next few anxiety-filled minutes while you hand the cashier a 20 mentally reviewing the last several days to figure out when the last time you used your ATM card finally realizing as your change is handed back to you that you used it on Monday night at the ATM across the street from your office to get money for the cab you were going to have to take (and expense later) home from the "work dinner" you were going to, so barring Mr. H. going into your wallet and taking out your ATM card - and why would he do that since he has his own - you're pretty sure you left it in the ATM on Monday (it's now Thursday) but you looked at your bank account yesterday and didn't notice any weird transactions so you hop on over to the bank across the street from your office and hoping against hope that they have it, walk in to find out that sure enough they found on it Tuesday morning and destroyed it so, whew, you're safe. You know that feeling? No? Just me?

Thursday, March 13, 2008


Believe me, I don't want to move because moving is a pain in the butt. But I want to move cause I'm just not happy where I am. So we're moving. We found a place in North Center and I'm actually excited because it's a good neighborhood and a nice apartment. It would be great if we weren't paying so much in rent (it's not crazy amounts, but less is always more in rent - except when you move into a neighborhood that makes you sad and then less is less).

Our landlord, Jim, seems like a nice guy. He liked us right away and said we could even pick out paint colors for the walls. So, if you know of any great colors we should paint our place, let me know.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Not trying to be a martyr, but...

I wonder sometimes what you feel, my loyal readers, when you come to my blog and there's nothing new. It is sadness? Anger? Rage? As I've said in several blogs this last month, things at work have been rather hectic. Who knew that something I started to fill up the little spare time I had during a work day, would be decimated when I no longer had any spare time and even some of my home time was being taken up by work. Who knew that it would become something I feel guilty about because I want you, my loyal readers, to be entertained by my musings and I just have not been able to deliver lately. If it makes you feel better I haven't been able to do much of anything else either. No reading the Consumerist Blog, or the Trib. Very little TV watching and only cleaning and ironing on a needs basis. It's a good thing I have Mr. H. or the house would be a total mess, I'd have no clean clothes and I'd have to go out to lunch every day.

Because I've been so busy, it's been difficult to get to the gym. On top of work, Mr. H. and I are, unfortunately, moving again. We're not as enamored with our neighborhood as we would like to be, so we've spent the last two evenings going to look at apartments. As you know from last year's entries, it's so much fun. Anyway, not going to the gym just makes me sad and even more stressed. So it's become a vicious cycle I'm hoping to break soon. As a matter of fact, I was going to break it today by going to Yoga at noon, but I just got a call from an IT guy saying we need to send an email out company wide within the next half hour so yoga probably is out.

Ah, such is the life of a high-powered internal communication peon.

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