do it. do it. do it.

See Starsky and Hutch. It's funny.

So much for that warm weather. I was even wearing shorts on Friday! Now it's Sunday and, what's that I see, is that SNOW? Lots of snow. Fine by me, all this mud and grey naked trees and yellow dead grass don't do much for me.  I'm glad I got to play with the Novi boys for a bit on Friday, it's been too long! Great bunch of guys, too bad that if I do end up moving, none of them will ever be able to visit - wives don't usually appreciate their husbands visiting other women across the US.

Man, there are some great movies coming out soon. Like Troy. Ok, I admit, I have this thing for muscular men in gladiator outfits (coughcoughGLADIATORcough). Troy is going to star Orlando Blume and Brad Pitt. And then Von Helsing with Hugh Jackman, it's even got Kate Beckinsale for you men out there.

I was supposed to have a hockey game tonite, but I am just feeling so run down and tired, I can hardly speak correctly. Slurrringmywords. All for now.

late nite delirium

no surprise that i'm up at 4 am writing a stupid little journal entry instead of sleeping. for some reason, it made me smile to see that the goldfish was also up with me and that i am not the only nocturnal animal in the house. if there is one thing i look forward to about moving out - besides getting a dog - is getting my own nice big huge comfortable bed. i may own used couches and dressers and microwaves, but there will be none of that when it comes to a matress. i figure i spend enough time in bed, and have a history of sleeping poorly (tonite), that i am allowed to indulge in the best that my money can buy. one day, i will no longer have to envy jenna and her gourmet pimpin' bed!

yeah so this is what i apparently write about in the middle of the bloody night. someone needs to take this computer away from me; i might hurt myself with my own lameness. heh heh.

at least i was asleep and just woke up, and not like a few months ago when i had 3 weeks of the worst insomnia ever. and i've had it bad before. no matter what i did, i could not sleep any more than 3 hrs, if at all. i was not tired one bit, but it is so boring to be awake all night when the rest of the world is at a stop. it was really driving me nuts. i was apprehensive just thinking about having to try and go to sleep, because inevitably i would wind up with my eyes wide open, blinking at the dark ceiling and nearly to tears in misery. sleeping pills couldn't even help. man, that was miserable.

besides that, i'm happy i have great friends that are there to pull you out of a slump when you need it. i was pretty downtrodden about my perpetual state of unemployment and feeling pretty useless, but kirk and heather made me laugh until i was ready to throw up, and i think that's a good thing?? nothing like loud, politically incorrect ranting and raunchiness to perk me up! then the next night, had a fun time with the two steves, and tonite i got to play with my favorite novi boys. i think i'll take it easy this weekend; i can't really afford to do this anymore! but it was the pick-me-up i needed to help me get back on my feet and find a job.

oh, got a haircut. i feel so trendy and hip! i'm a little upset because she took off a bit more than she said she would ("let's leave your bangs long"...snip snip.... 2 inches gone...) and i like my hair really long, but i admit that it looks pretty hot. ;)

the next jeff corwin

Well, I'm exactly where I started 6 months ago - no hopes for a job anywhere in sight, unless I scrape my way by on $10/hr in Montana.

That's not to say that I don't think my interview went well at the zoo. On the contrary, my friends. It went fine. I went so far as to wear my nice interview pants and dressy professional shirt (not only do they look nice, but they also show off my T & A for the male bosses! If they can do it on the Apprentice, I can too!), filled my pleather interview folder with crisp new resumes on fancy hemp paper, and printed up a copy of the research paper I wrote on Colobus monkies in the zoo. "Lookin', smellin', feelin' like a million bucks-ah!" couldn't have said it better than Luda.

All this effort, to sit for 15 minutes and answer questions that are already on the fancy hemp paper resume I gave them (what are your last 5 jobs and what did you do blah blah blah) and then 3 little questions that had a tad more importance, and then told me how the hiring works: they rank people according to the test we originally took and how we rate on experience (i wonder if "charming" and "nice butt" count in that category?) and this ranking system forms a big fat list. From this list, they fill jobs as they open up. The good news, is that thay have 8 vacancies and plan on filling 4-6. The bad news, is that the soonest we will even be ranked is 4-6 weeks. Keep in mind I applied in Dec, took the test in Jan, and they said the job was going to start in March.

So either I sit and exhaust the rest of my unemployment and then take some crap summer job, or move to Bozeman and see how frugal I really can be. This doesn't even take into consideration that there is still some chance, no matter how slight, that I may get funding for grad school out there at Montana State. At this point I don't even want to do grad school, I just want to move dirt and carry heavy things. Screw anything that needs a degree!

Off to play in Ann Arbor! Maybe they can cheer me up. I also bought some bubble bath - I may be bored and miserable, but at least I'll smell good and have soft skin. ;)

nothing like a good run

Nothing like a good hard run into the wind to get the blood pumping, eh? I've decided that anybody who is into any kind of serious sport must be at least a tad masochistic. But the hurt feels so good... hee hee

Had a nice drive down to Detroit today, I really love that city. I know, it's got a bad reputation and certainly parts of the city aren't safe, but I'm excited to see the progress that's going on. For example, the new park they are building by Hard Rock Cafe/Compuware Building, that has a big statue and supposidly an outdoor ice skating rink. I can't wait - watch the Lions whoop @ss at Ford Field, get hammered at the Bleu Club or Hard Rock, then stumble around drunkenly on ice skates in the park. Sounds like a good time to me!

Oh yeah, and here's a link where my mom got her silly little "Daisy Dog". Although I've never been fond of little lap dogs, I gotta admit that Tiny is one little fireball of terror and I love her for it.

Yes, I am one of those lame people that likes to take lame surveys and post their lame results on their lame journal. So here's the latest:

Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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Wet dogs

I'm one of those people that has the most energy after dark, lately I've been reading a lot before bed. Finally finished Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix - I liked it enough that I read the whole 900 page thing in a week! I've already read nearly 10 books this year, some of which were really good! My recommendations:

- "Road Fever" by Tim Cahill. Funny travel story about an crazy road trip. One of my favorite books right now!

- "Into Thin Air" by Jon Krakauer. About Everest disaster in '96. I also really liked "Into the Wild".

Also read "Deep Survival" about who and why some people survive wilderness disasters, and other don't. The first part was pretty intense with regards to brain and body physiology and functioning, but the second half of the book has more survival stories, and what characteristics make a survivor. I'm waiting to get a Peter Jenkins book in the mail; gotta love Amazon.com's option to buy used books! So much cheaper than buying new!

I was thinking about how wicked cool it would be to get that zookeeper job. I mean, I've always thought about being a wildlife rehabilitator, but the biggest problem is that you need experience to be one - and usually getting experience involves a long period of low or non-existent wages. I mean, seriously low. The one internship I applied for a few years ago paid $100/wk. Yikes. But this zoo job pays better (still not great considering the knowledge and training you need to have) and I'd love to work with animals. Yes, even crazy little Lisa has a soft, nurturing side. HA! You'll never hear me say that again! I don't feel quite that soft or nurturing right now though, while I'm listening to Lil Jon! "Move b**** get out the way ho, f*** that sh**! get out the way ho!"

I let the mutts out today in the rain... and forgot about them for an hour. Woops. Tiny is about 3 lbs of scrawny skin and bone, so she looked like a shivering white sewer rat. She wasn't very happy with me, especially since I had to giver her a second bath within two days. Poor thing, but it really was funny. Can't wait til I move out and get my own dog - a REAL dog that doesn't melt in the rain, probably something over 100 lbs. I've seen squirrels bigger than my mom's dog. That's just wrong!!