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On the Road Again
I suppose it's time for another update, lazy ass that I am.
Though, I must say, I aim to be a little less lazy, now. I finally got around to buying a new bike, to replace the one that was stolen last year.
Here's the new ride:
Though, I must say, I aim to be a little less lazy, now. I finally got around to buying a new bike, to replace the one that was stolen last year.
Here's the new ride:
Sharp, huh? I really like it.
I did buy a mother of a lock, too. It's a U-lock from Kryptonite called the New York Fahgettaboudit. This sucker must weigh five pounds. It's huge.
I did buy a mother of a lock, too. It's a U-lock from Kryptonite called the New York Fahgettaboudit. This sucker must weigh five pounds. It's huge.
Whoever wants to saw through this bad boy had better have a good hour on their hands.
Of course, I'm giving them much less opportunity to do that. I've been bringing it inside at night. This isn't the easiest task, as my stairs are very narrow and there's a switchback. I've clocked myself in the head with the handlebars once (I've had the bike one week, now). And I know that the first time I come close to taking a header down the stairs will be the last time I bring it in.
Of course, I'm giving them much less opportunity to do that. I've been bringing it inside at night. This isn't the easiest task, as my stairs are very narrow and there's a switchback. I've clocked myself in the head with the handlebars once (I've had the bike one week, now). And I know that the first time I come close to taking a header down the stairs will be the last time I bring it in.
Other activities... Last Sunday, I got talked into doing yoga. Outside. In 92-degree heat.
My new friend, Amanda, just got her certification to teach yoga, and I was among four people (including her boyfriend, who maybe shouldn't count) who made up her first class.
I was stiff and sore for three days, afterward. I'm that out of shape. Then again, yoga is a much more intense workout than you'd think from watching it.
I won't be able to make this Sunday's class, but I think I'll do it again.
My new friend, Amanda, just got her certification to teach yoga, and I was among four people (including her boyfriend, who maybe shouldn't count) who made up her first class.
I was stiff and sore for three days, afterward. I'm that out of shape. Then again, yoga is a much more intense workout than you'd think from watching it.
I won't be able to make this Sunday's class, but I think I'll do it again.
Yesterday, I had an Epic Fail in the yogurt-making arena. (Yes, there's actually an arena.) I thought to try making yogurt out of something other than cow juice. I'm not a huge fan of soy milk, though, so I decided to try using almond milk.
I started it up yesterday before going to work and checked on it as soon as I got home. I'm not sure, but I think maybe I've gleaned a little into the formation of the solar system.
The solids in the almond milk had completely coagulated into somewhat spherical masses, suspended in all the liquid remainder. It was like five tiny, yeasty planetoids in jars.
Gross.
I started it up yesterday before going to work and checked on it as soon as I got home. I'm not sure, but I think maybe I've gleaned a little into the formation of the solar system.
The solids in the almond milk had completely coagulated into somewhat spherical masses, suspended in all the liquid remainder. It was like five tiny, yeasty planetoids in jars.
Gross.
I've decided to take tomorrow and Monday as vacation days. Not for any real reason, other than that it's convenient. One of my bosses is on vacation today through Monday. Another one is in an all-day meeting tomorrow, and then vacation Monday. And the third... well, she rarely has anything for me to do. So I figured it was good timing for me to be out of the office, too.
Tomorrow, my Little Brother and I will go see the new Harry Potter flick. Saturday is the Shannon Curtis concert, as well as the grand opening of a second location of Temple Fine Coffee and Tea, here in Sacramento.
Somewhere in there, I still have a few pieces to read for my writing group, meeting on Tuesday night. And hell, maybe some writing, too!
Tomorrow, my Little Brother and I will go see the new Harry Potter flick. Saturday is the Shannon Curtis concert, as well as the grand opening of a second location of Temple Fine Coffee and Tea, here in Sacramento.
Somewhere in there, I still have a few pieces to read for my writing group, meeting on Tuesday night. And hell, maybe some writing, too!
Mmmmmmmm
WOot okay.
So I have a sweet bad ass sub.. and I shall describe it for you.
12" Monteray Cheddar bread.
Roasted Chicken Breast,
Monteray Jack cheese - toasted,
Red Onions, pickles, spinnach, cucumbers, black olives, bananna peppers, aaand... yeah that's it I think....
Vinnegar,
Mayo,
salt N peppa,
=
Fucking awesomeness. Yes.
So lastnight prettymuch panned out like this. Found out my lady-friend, whom I like dearly, was comming down fromthe cities and crap. We saw eachother for like... 10 minnutes. Awesome. *swoons* Gawsh I love her. I'm a fool, by the way.
Anyway, I was texting my friend cause she was going to barrow me Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince.... but it turns out she didn't have it.. She's kind of absent minded, I guess you could call her. uggghhh... So she didn't have it. That kind of upset me cause it was a really big deal and she had been grounded since I've finished the 5th one... Grr. Andrew, Shawn, Zach, and I ended up going out to go home, Andrew was giving us a ride home.. and I was bitching about HP the whole way. But we left Quick Trip, and I suggested I just go steal it.. Andrew was totally down and so we went to BnN.. Closed. Then we went to Target.. it was open!! So I stole it... hard cover and everything... then we went to Wal*Mart and I stole some Ipod headphones.. you know the 30 dollar ones. Yeah anyway.. 60 bucks.... I didn't spend. Good deal.
The night was sweet though. Went to Andrews, got trashed.. Saw the girl I like.. teeeheeee. Yeah but fuck... I am getting a little bored of this as of now.. Oh but my friend who didn't bring my book ended up getting really drunk and like hugging the toilet... puking and shit.. and then later she even puked in a cardboard box!! bahaha.. I was helping her but she was awfully reluctant... stupid whore. And it was sweet cause when she came back... to consciouness.. she said I was being an ass hole and for me not to talk to her. So that's awesome. I almsot felt good about her being fucked up and me helping.. whatever.. I got my HP book anyway. :). *BIG SMILE*
PSSTT: Oh you know who you are.. and I beat you to the second posting. Beat this beotch..... oh and I hope your kid is doing well... Ciao Bello.
PPSSSTT:I recently came back into contact with my long time friend whom I hadn't talked to for... 2 years almost.. but anyway it was sweet.. cause we're both back in conatct, and she and I have recently gotten back into blogging on here. I honestly I think it will help me get out a lot of feelings that I tend to keep inside... after all I am a...
PISCES >>
So I have a sweet bad ass sub.. and I shall describe it for you.
12" Monteray Cheddar bread.
Roasted Chicken Breast,
Monteray Jack cheese - toasted,
Red Onions, pickles, spinnach, cucumbers, black olives, bananna peppers, aaand... yeah that's it I think....
Vinnegar,
Mayo,
salt N peppa,
=
Fucking awesomeness. Yes.
So lastnight prettymuch panned out like this. Found out my lady-friend, whom I like dearly, was comming down fromthe cities and crap. We saw eachother for like... 10 minnutes. Awesome. *swoons* Gawsh I love her. I'm a fool, by the way.
Anyway, I was texting my friend cause she was going to barrow me Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince.... but it turns out she didn't have it.. She's kind of absent minded, I guess you could call her. uggghhh... So she didn't have it. That kind of upset me cause it was a really big deal and she had been grounded since I've finished the 5th one... Grr. Andrew, Shawn, Zach, and I ended up going out to go home, Andrew was giving us a ride home.. and I was bitching about HP the whole way. But we left Quick Trip, and I suggested I just go steal it.. Andrew was totally down and so we went to BnN.. Closed. Then we went to Target.. it was open!! So I stole it... hard cover and everything... then we went to Wal*Mart and I stole some Ipod headphones.. you know the 30 dollar ones. Yeah anyway.. 60 bucks.... I didn't spend. Good deal.
The night was sweet though. Went to Andrews, got trashed.. Saw the girl I like.. teeeheeee. Yeah but fuck... I am getting a little bored of this as of now.. Oh but my friend who didn't bring my book ended up getting really drunk and like hugging the toilet... puking and shit.. and then later she even puked in a cardboard box!! bahaha.. I was helping her but she was awfully reluctant... stupid whore. And it was sweet cause when she came back... to consciouness.. she said I was being an ass hole and for me not to talk to her. So that's awesome. I almsot felt good about her being fucked up and me helping.. whatever.. I got my HP book anyway. :). *BIG SMILE*
PSSTT: Oh you know who you are.. and I beat you to the second posting. Beat this beotch..... oh and I hope your kid is doing well... Ciao Bello.
PPSSSTT:I recently came back into contact with my long time friend whom I hadn't talked to for... 2 years almost.. but anyway it was sweet.. cause we're both back in conatct, and she and I have recently gotten back into blogging on here. I honestly I think it will help me get out a lot of feelings that I tend to keep inside... after all I am a...
PISCES >>
ALERT: GARETH (GARY) JOHN DAVIES 
British Citizen but possesses an Indiana Drivers License. CHECK HIM OUT ON INDIANA'S MOST WANTED
ONLINE ACTIVITIES: Gary usually hangs out on Pogo and other multi player card and cribbage type sites and meets people there.
This British man is currently known to be in the Montreal, Canada area. (as of Nov. 2008)
He has an expired U.S. visitor's visa from 5 years ago. He is a compulsive liar (possible Psychopath) and trolls for women in the online dating and other sites. He speaks with a British accent.
He has a warrants for domestic abuse, identity theft and is being looked for in Illinois, Indiana, Arizona and Europe as well.
Gary is a bigamist with a wife in Germany, a wife in England, and who knows how many in the United States. He is a Contract Tile and Granite floor type worker.
Because of his theft of one of his victim's Social Security number, he was able to get contract jobs laying tile.
Within 2 months of meeting a woman in Arizona, he had asked her to marry him, persuaded her to buy him a truck and then he went off to Vegas with stolen credit cards he applied for online in her name, and gambled a hefty 10 grand worth of money away. As well as purchasing a 2000 bracelet for another woman while in Vegas.
He has tons of tattoos over his whole body, has very rotten teeth and he is great at telling lies!
Gary has caused so much trouble. One victim is now fighting with the I.R.S. over income he made using her Social Security number. He also is very violent and controlling. He likes to say he was in the S.A.S. (special forces in Britain) and tells stories of killing an Irish Man and jumping from planes as a parachute person.
He can be charming as hell and can tell lies with the best of them. People all over the States have small claim suits against him for tile and granite jobs he was paid on that weren't completed.
He likes Ford Mustangs, the Taz cartoon Character, playing games online, Iron Maiden (he also says he was a body guard for the lead singer at one time) he drinks, smokes, and is horrible in bed.
Please help spread the word on this sociopath. He is ruining lives across North America and needs to be stopped!
Submitted by one of our readers
Gareth (Gary) John Davies
Age: 43-44
Age: 43-44
British Citizen but possesses an Indiana Drivers License. CHECK HIM OUT ON INDIANA'S MOST WANTED
ONLINE ACTIVITIES: Gary usually hangs out on Pogo and other multi player card and cribbage type sites and meets people there.
This British man is currently known to be in the Montreal, Canada area. (as of Nov. 2008)
He has an expired U.S. visitor's visa from 5 years ago. He is a compulsive liar (possible Psychopath) and trolls for women in the online dating and other sites. He speaks with a British accent.
He has a warrants for domestic abuse, identity theft and is being looked for in Illinois, Indiana, Arizona and Europe as well.
Gary is a bigamist with a wife in Germany, a wife in England, and who knows how many in the United States. He is a Contract Tile and Granite floor type worker.
Because of his theft of one of his victim's Social Security number, he was able to get contract jobs laying tile.
Within 2 months of meeting a woman in Arizona, he had asked her to marry him, persuaded her to buy him a truck and then he went off to Vegas with stolen credit cards he applied for online in her name, and gambled a hefty 10 grand worth of money away. As well as purchasing a 2000 bracelet for another woman while in Vegas.
He has tons of tattoos over his whole body, has very rotten teeth and he is great at telling lies!
Gary has caused so much trouble. One victim is now fighting with the I.R.S. over income he made using her Social Security number. He also is very violent and controlling. He likes to say he was in the S.A.S. (special forces in Britain) and tells stories of killing an Irish Man and jumping from planes as a parachute person.
WOMEN BEWARE!
He can be charming as hell and can tell lies with the best of them. People all over the States have small claim suits against him for tile and granite jobs he was paid on that weren't completed.
He likes Ford Mustangs, the Taz cartoon Character, playing games online, Iron Maiden (he also says he was a body guard for the lead singer at one time) he drinks, smokes, and is horrible in bed.
Please help spread the word on this sociopath. He is ruining lives across North America and needs to be stopped!
Submitted by one of our readers
Irony Check
I'm a bit surprised that I hadn't blogged about this, already. Guess my entries are too few and far between.
About a month ago, I received a late notice in the mail from one of my creditors. This surprised me, as I haven't been late on a payment in a long time. So I looked in my register and saw that, yes, I did mail it a bit late and sometimes those late notices are sent within 24 hours of the due date. But surely they had it by now.
A week or so later, I got a second late notice from them. WTF? So I go onto my bank's website and find, to my dismay, that the check has not been cashed. To my further dismay, I see some ugliness.
See... the outgoing mailbox here at our apartment does not lock. It's just a standard mailbox such as you might see atop a post at the side of the road. Evidently, some fucktard had stolen the contents of said mailbox one day... a day in which I happened to mail out four bills. (Yes, I do pay most of my bills online, but some of my creditors either aren't set up for that or charge for it.) This asshat then proceeded to make two payments via telephone to his credit card using my checking account number.
This was really stupid of him, since when you make a payment to your credit card, your name shows up in the information line on your bank statements. So yeah... I got the dude's name and proceeded to forward it to the police... who will probably do nothing about it.
Anyway, I was able to contest those charges and get them reversed. But of course, the credit didn't happen immediately, and in the intervening time, my rent check bounced. And all four of those other bills were late. And now I had to close the account and get a new one. Pain in my fat, hairy ass.
Now we get to the real point of this entry.
After getting my new account number, I ordered a box of checks. Because I knew I had rent coming due on the first of the month, I did the expedited order, figuring that if it didn't make it here by the first, the order would certainly be here by the fourth (today), in time for me to have the check ready for them tomorrow when they pick them up.
But as of my return from work today, no checks. So I immediately zipped off down to the bank to get a money order before they closed. Wasted that extra to expedite the checks, and now had to pay for a money order on top of that.
And of course, after returning from the bank, the delivered checks were sitting in front of my door.
About a month ago, I received a late notice in the mail from one of my creditors. This surprised me, as I haven't been late on a payment in a long time. So I looked in my register and saw that, yes, I did mail it a bit late and sometimes those late notices are sent within 24 hours of the due date. But surely they had it by now.
A week or so later, I got a second late notice from them. WTF? So I go onto my bank's website and find, to my dismay, that the check has not been cashed. To my further dismay, I see some ugliness.
See... the outgoing mailbox here at our apartment does not lock. It's just a standard mailbox such as you might see atop a post at the side of the road. Evidently, some fucktard had stolen the contents of said mailbox one day... a day in which I happened to mail out four bills. (Yes, I do pay most of my bills online, but some of my creditors either aren't set up for that or charge for it.) This asshat then proceeded to make two payments via telephone to his credit card using my checking account number.
This was really stupid of him, since when you make a payment to your credit card, your name shows up in the information line on your bank statements. So yeah... I got the dude's name and proceeded to forward it to the police... who will probably do nothing about it.
Anyway, I was able to contest those charges and get them reversed. But of course, the credit didn't happen immediately, and in the intervening time, my rent check bounced. And all four of those other bills were late. And now I had to close the account and get a new one. Pain in my fat, hairy ass.
Now we get to the real point of this entry.
After getting my new account number, I ordered a box of checks. Because I knew I had rent coming due on the first of the month, I did the expedited order, figuring that if it didn't make it here by the first, the order would certainly be here by the fourth (today), in time for me to have the check ready for them tomorrow when they pick them up.
But as of my return from work today, no checks. So I immediately zipped off down to the bank to get a money order before they closed. Wasted that extra to expedite the checks, and now had to pay for a money order on top of that.
And of course, after returning from the bank, the delivered checks were sitting in front of my door.
Ah, the Good Old Days
Yesterday, I was going to blog about the fact that someone tried to steal my bike.
I'd ridden down to Temple Coffee yesterday morning to do some writing, and when I came out, I noticed the cable lock had been tampered with. Like someone had tried to cut through it, but only succeeded in making it through the rubber coating. It surprised me that anyone would attempt this in broad daylight in a busy area. But since the damage was very close to the combination mechanism, I also couldn't imagine that I hadn't noticed it when unlocking the bike at home or locking it before going into the coffee shop.
This morning, I'm blogging about the fact that the motherfucker succeeded. I went out this morning and the bike was gone, the cable cut through and left dangling from the wrought iron railing.
And of course, there's not a damn thing I can do about it. It never occurred to me to have the bike added to my renter's insurance. (Mainly because this is the first time I've ever had renter's insurance in my life, and I really don't think about it.) **Edit... Turns out it wouldn't have mattered. My deductible is $500, which is about twice what the bike cost.**
It's said that in the Old West, horse thieves were shot.
Kinda feeling nostalgic right now...
I'd ridden down to Temple Coffee yesterday morning to do some writing, and when I came out, I noticed the cable lock had been tampered with. Like someone had tried to cut through it, but only succeeded in making it through the rubber coating. It surprised me that anyone would attempt this in broad daylight in a busy area. But since the damage was very close to the combination mechanism, I also couldn't imagine that I hadn't noticed it when unlocking the bike at home or locking it before going into the coffee shop.
This morning, I'm blogging about the fact that the motherfucker succeeded. I went out this morning and the bike was gone, the cable cut through and left dangling from the wrought iron railing.
And of course, there's not a damn thing I can do about it. It never occurred to me to have the bike added to my renter's insurance. (Mainly because this is the first time I've ever had renter's insurance in my life, and I really don't think about it.) **Edit... Turns out it wouldn't have mattered. My deductible is $500, which is about twice what the bike cost.**
It's said that in the Old West, horse thieves were shot.
Kinda feeling nostalgic right now...
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