March 2, 2010
LIBRA HOROSCOPE (from astrology.com): You're a natural at striking that balance between work and home life -- and now you need to spread yourself out a bit more. It's easy -- and fun -- for you to juggle responsibilities, so go for it!
Laura’s Log:
This temping work has taken my focus off looking for a more permanent position. I need to set a goal of sending out a certain number of résumés each week. Of course, I have to be strategic as well. Mailing out a hundred to companies that aren’t hiring is just a waste of postage…and paper. Wish I had a better idea where to look.
I thought Theodore would be more subdued today for the funeral of Mr. Hauerstrom. Nothing doing. He was the one laughing too loudly in the atrium before the service, joking about Betty White being in no rush for a “Golden Girls” reunion. Guests eyed him warily and decided to warm the pews well in advance of the service’s start time. That left Theodore to pass a few fidgety minutes by giving me a play-by-play of the bodily function and sex jokes from last night’s “Two and a Half Men”, a show which I think should be renamed “Three Boys”.
The viewing this afternoon for the young woman in the weekend car accident was brutal. Even Theodore had to put away his toothy smile. So much grief in the form of all-out wailing. I’m already feeling emotional about the service tomorrow and I never even knew the woman, a grade two teacher. Thankfully, however, there was no sign of the flirty plumber.
I’m heading over to Lucy & Carl(a)’s this evening. Fresh from their stint in the Tent City, they’re hosting a lesbian poetry slam event in their apartment. And I wonder why I’m still single. Lucy tells me she’s serving a vegan chocolate mousse made with avocados. I’m not sure if she shared that to entice me or repel me. She is promising she’ll go easy on the incense this time so I get the feeling I am welcome. Nonetheless, I will load up on Tylenol and Immodium ahead of time.
KEN’S JOURNAL (via BlackBerry):
AFTER A DISMAL MORNING RUN, I DECIDED MISERY LOVES COMPANY. I CALLED FORERUNNERS AND JOINED A WEDNESDAY NIGHT RUNNING CLINIC. I NEED TO STEP IT UP AFTER AN OLYMPIC-SIZED BEER AND SNACK BINGE ON THE WEEKEND, ERASING ANY PROGRESS ON BELLY CONTROL. IT’S TIME TO CREATE SOME SOCIAL PRESSURE. I’M SURE THIS RUNNING GROUP WILL BE FILLED W/THOSE CRAZED RUNNERS W/GAUNT FACES AND BODY-HUGGING LYCRA WORKOUT GEAR. NOTHING WORKS LIKE THE SHAME DIET.
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Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
TEST RUN DONE...NOW ON WITH THE SHOW!
February 12, 2010
LIBRA HOROSCOPE (from astrology.com): You need to get out there and try something new -- your energy is driving you to make a change! You may find that your people have ideas, but if you think for a few minutes, you're sure to come up with your own.
Laura’s Log:
In light of yesterday’s unfortunate meeting with the ex—so close to V-Day only makes it worse—I decided to change my running schedule this morning. Actually, Tupper had a paw in it. He kept making licking sounds and his bladder noises were louder than his snores so I got up at 5:30 to walk him. Bad precedent perhaps—the Dog Whisperer would not be happy—but I didn’t want to start out cleaning up dog barf yet again. Kinda sets the tone for the day.
By 6 a.m., I was running toward the Granville Street Bridge. Decided the new route could take in all the fenced off Olympic venues around David Lam Park and toward Science World. More runners than I expected, a few hobbling and limping more than jogging. Sad, but you do what you can. So glad it’s not raining considering all the media and tourists in town for the Opening Ceremonies tonight. Forecast calls for rain all weekend. Perfect weather for V-Day—keeps The Haves off the streets!—but not a great Welcome, World! for the Olympics. It is what it is.
Will go to Mom and Dad’s tonight to watch the ceremonies on TV. Plan to carpool with Estelle and Curtis. Mom will need support if Lucy shows up on television in a protest. Obviously, Lucy being Lucy, she’ll be out there screaming about how the Olympics are a corporate glam event, maybe throwing in a Stop the Seal Hunt rant if the cameras find her. A little off topic but, well, that’s Lucy. Mom is worried that all her friends will see video of her daughter arrested and thrown in a police van. As if the way Lucy is happens to be a reflection on Mom’s parenting! I think people will be shocked if Lucy DOESN’T get arrested at some point during the Games. A night in jail is Lucy’s version of a medal.
Don’t know about Marella. As usual, she hasn’t returned anyone’s calls. I’m betting she’s going to the ceremony and keeping it hush-hush under the delusional thinking that you can keep some things from the family. Can’t imagine she’ll stick a Canada flag tattoo on her cheek, but wouldn’t it be nice if there’s a flash of her on screen to counterbalance the imminent Lucy Incident? Mom may be anxious, but I’m looking forward to the show!
KEN’S JOURNAL (via BlackBerry):
MADE ANOTHER GO OF JOGGING THIS A.M. NOT PRETTY. GLAD IT’S STILL DARK AT 6 A.M. LEFT KNEE WAS ONLY MILDLY ANNOYING FOR THE 1ST HALF K. THEN THE PAIN CAME BACK IN FULL FORCE. MANAGED TO DO A LIMP-JOG À LA TERRY FOX, STOPPED & STRETCHED & RAN A BIT MORE. I KNOW IT SOUNDS SEXIST BUT IT STINGS EVERY TIME A WOMAN PASSES ME UP. HEY, MY MALE PRIDE IS VULNERABLE THESE DAYS.
NOT SURE ABOUT THE CEREMONIES TONITE. ARTHUR & LEW ARE DROPPING BY, MARTY TOO. WE MAY WATCH @ THE CONDO BUT CLD BE COOL TO SHAKE UP THE CANUCK VIEWING ROUTINE & TAKE IN THINGS @ DAVID LAM, NOW KNOWN AS “LiveCity YALETOWN”. STILL REMEMBER WATCHING ON TV THE DAY VANCOUVER GOT THE BID. IT’S HERE. LET THE GAMES BEGIN!
LIBRA HOROSCOPE (from astrology.com): You need to get out there and try something new -- your energy is driving you to make a change! You may find that your people have ideas, but if you think for a few minutes, you're sure to come up with your own.
Laura’s Log:
In light of yesterday’s unfortunate meeting with the ex—so close to V-Day only makes it worse—I decided to change my running schedule this morning. Actually, Tupper had a paw in it. He kept making licking sounds and his bladder noises were louder than his snores so I got up at 5:30 to walk him. Bad precedent perhaps—the Dog Whisperer would not be happy—but I didn’t want to start out cleaning up dog barf yet again. Kinda sets the tone for the day.
By 6 a.m., I was running toward the Granville Street Bridge. Decided the new route could take in all the fenced off Olympic venues around David Lam Park and toward Science World. More runners than I expected, a few hobbling and limping more than jogging. Sad, but you do what you can. So glad it’s not raining considering all the media and tourists in town for the Opening Ceremonies tonight. Forecast calls for rain all weekend. Perfect weather for V-Day—keeps The Haves off the streets!—but not a great Welcome, World! for the Olympics. It is what it is.
Will go to Mom and Dad’s tonight to watch the ceremonies on TV. Plan to carpool with Estelle and Curtis. Mom will need support if Lucy shows up on television in a protest. Obviously, Lucy being Lucy, she’ll be out there screaming about how the Olympics are a corporate glam event, maybe throwing in a Stop the Seal Hunt rant if the cameras find her. A little off topic but, well, that’s Lucy. Mom is worried that all her friends will see video of her daughter arrested and thrown in a police van. As if the way Lucy is happens to be a reflection on Mom’s parenting! I think people will be shocked if Lucy DOESN’T get arrested at some point during the Games. A night in jail is Lucy’s version of a medal.
Don’t know about Marella. As usual, she hasn’t returned anyone’s calls. I’m betting she’s going to the ceremony and keeping it hush-hush under the delusional thinking that you can keep some things from the family. Can’t imagine she’ll stick a Canada flag tattoo on her cheek, but wouldn’t it be nice if there’s a flash of her on screen to counterbalance the imminent Lucy Incident? Mom may be anxious, but I’m looking forward to the show!
KEN’S JOURNAL (via BlackBerry):
MADE ANOTHER GO OF JOGGING THIS A.M. NOT PRETTY. GLAD IT’S STILL DARK AT 6 A.M. LEFT KNEE WAS ONLY MILDLY ANNOYING FOR THE 1ST HALF K. THEN THE PAIN CAME BACK IN FULL FORCE. MANAGED TO DO A LIMP-JOG À LA TERRY FOX, STOPPED & STRETCHED & RAN A BIT MORE. I KNOW IT SOUNDS SEXIST BUT IT STINGS EVERY TIME A WOMAN PASSES ME UP. HEY, MY MALE PRIDE IS VULNERABLE THESE DAYS.
NOT SURE ABOUT THE CEREMONIES TONITE. ARTHUR & LEW ARE DROPPING BY, MARTY TOO. WE MAY WATCH @ THE CONDO BUT CLD BE COOL TO SHAKE UP THE CANUCK VIEWING ROUTINE & TAKE IN THINGS @ DAVID LAM, NOW KNOWN AS “LiveCity YALETOWN”. STILL REMEMBER WATCHING ON TV THE DAY VANCOUVER GOT THE BID. IT’S HERE. LET THE GAMES BEGIN!
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