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|Monday, February 12th, 2007|
So, there's been a lot of chaos in my life in the last year and half or so, and it's finally coming to a head. On Saturday, when I got back from 6 weeks working in Los Angeles (with that small break for The Cruise), Scott and I decided to finally move ahead with our divorce. I know that he's come to terms with the decision because he's showing signs that he's moving on in his life. That makes me glad for him and also sad.
We agreed that our marriage wasn't a bad thing. It was a good part of our lives and we don't wish that it never happened. There were a lot of things we'd have done differently along the way and we'll take those lessons to our future relationships.
We each told our families yesterday. We also had a discussion about practical issues. We want this to be amicable. I had made tentative plans to move out next month, but I think we're gonna see how things are right now. We're making our living spaces much more separate than they had been (we'd been sleeping apart, but still sharing the master bathroom and closet/dresser, etc). He's got an apartment he can borrow for the semester if things get too tense. We've talked some about division of assets and I'm going to get a storage space nearby and start separating my stuff out and decluttering in preparation for putting the house on the market. We'll be filing the divorce papers soon.
I have a lot of other larger question issues to resolve about what's next for me in my life, but the one that has been plaguing me for a while is one of identity. My relationship with him has been constant throughout most of my adult life. It's woven through things like my name and my online identity, like this username. I still haven't decided what to do about my surname yet, do I want to keep my ex-husband's name or go back to my ex-father's name? Scott suggested I come up with a new name entirely, but it took me long enough to find a replacement for "luvmoose".
But I have. I hearby introduce amybang
. That's the new me. Friend me. Say hello.
|Monday, January 22nd, 2007|
|Stop the world?
So, the cruise happened. It was fun, but I was also depressed and lonely the whole time. The rest of my life needs to even out, but I don't see that happening anytime soon.
I'm back at work, back to the grind.
Everyone is saying how the world is still swaying for them, but I haven't been affected by it at all. I didn't have any motion sickness on the boat. For most of it, it was like floating on an air mattress in a pool with your eyes closed. And when I got off I was fine. Not having any residual world-moving effects. I'm wondering if we always detect a certain amount of motion in the world, but our bodies tune it out normally. But we were so focused on it while we were on the boat that now people are having a hard time ignoring it.
|Thursday, December 28th, 2006|
|What I'm doing
Playing waaaayyy too much FizzBall
. It's an updated version of Pong/Breakout crossed with Katamari and a side dish of cute fuzzy animals. Download the demo (Mac or PC), get addicted, and then support the developers by buying it.
|Monday, December 11th, 2006|
|Sunday, December 10th, 2006|
|I should totally be scamming...
Tonight is the 3rd night of not-even-lukewarm tub. And as I went out to check it, it suddenly dawned on me that this hotel rents out their function rooms for fancy parties and that I should go buy a cheap cocktail dress and crash the parties. I look like someone associated with the Arthritis Institute, right?
|Friday, December 8th, 2006|
|Perils of the Business Traveler
Today was a very long day on site. Followed by a long and somewhat frustrating evening meeting. Things got better when I took my Boston co-workers to Souplantation and amazed them. I stopped at Target to buy new undies (I packed a bunch this time, but knew I wouldn't have enough for the whole trip, so the deal was laundromat if I ran out on a weekend, or new ones if I ran out on a weekday). I got the undies, had a fascinating discussion about the different cuts with a woman shopping there (bikini vs. low-rise brief vs. boy short vs. thong, etc.). Couldn't find new socks, so I'm definitely in for the laundromat this weekend. Was stymied by a cool looking purple bra I would have taken a risk on if they'd had my size (it was purple and $15, how could it be wrong?). Found some really neat $2 pedicure spa slides.
Got back to the hotel and decided that the best way to wind down would be a dip in the hot tub. Changed into my swimsuit, put my hair in a clip, grabbed my trashy novel, and put on my spa slides. Padded around to the hot tub, set up towels and my book at the edge. Turned on the bubbles. And put my foot in. COLD!!!! Grr.
At least I have cool pedicure spa slides:
|Monday, December 4th, 2006|
|How do I fashion jewelry out of this?
Forget picks and sticks, you want one of these:
The short story is that we noticed them in Portland. letters_to_ed
brought a spare and traded Ed for his in Phoenix. I bought a package of new ones yesterday on the way to San Diego and, after ascertaining that he no longer had hers, I traded with Ed for this one last night. i_iambe
had to work a little harder for hers, even though her trader Sharpie had a sexy boobie drawing on it. The Reverb guy said no, Tiny said no, Fin said no, Kevin didn't have one, but finally, she got Steve's.
And for those who keep track, there are now BLAM tour picks. They're very dark grey. I first noticed that there might be new picks in Seattle. I finally got my eyes on one last night.
More later, but quote of the night: "Are you guys having a boob fight?" Why yes, Ed, we were. *shifty eyes*
|Saturday, December 2nd, 2006|
|I wish I could cry, I'm stuck in a permanent smile
Tonight I started carving up some of the shows I got on Stick recently. And then I got to what was probably my favorite performance of this tour, and I just had to share it. Right in front of me and owlmoose
, Steve belted it out, emotion all over his face. Rage. Jealousy. Impotence. Pain. Futility.
I know you must have loved me sometime, but now I'm just a toy
|Thursday, November 30th, 2006|
|"4 shows in a row" or "I'm getting too old for this"
Yesterday was a rush day. Up at 4:45 to get to the airport. Walked in the dark from owlmoose
's to Market Street to catch BART to SFO. Napped on the plane. Got a decent rental car but sadly, no convertible. Popped in at my hotel but they wouldn't let me check in yet. Went to work. Worked. At lunch, checked into my hotel. Worked more. Played phone tag with my hairdresser all day (even called her from BNL, which I know she was at), but I think I have an appointment to see her. Had my evening meeting. Then I stopped at the new Manhattan Beach Borders to pick up something that the Seattle Borders lied to me about being in print, stopped for some hotel groceries, and then drove up to Universal Citywalk for BNL. Saw the show, waited for my Stick, chatted with the locals, and then drove back south. Got waylaid on the 101 due to some midnight construction. Was in bed by 1am. ( About the showCollapse )
So tonight is going to be devoted to nothing but sloth. I'm going to have a healthy yummy dinner at Souplantation. I'm in my favorite hotel. My room is stocked with snacks and yummy dark chocolate caramels. I'll probably go lounge in the hot tub for a bit. Then I'll curl up in the snuggly king-sized bed and sleep. Maybe this weekend I'll get a pedicure just for fun.
|Wednesday, November 29th, 2006|
|Tuesday, November 28th, 2006|
|After Sleeping in Seattle
(oh the curse of west coast travel -- I stay up until west coast late, but somehow I'm always awake at east coast early)
Woke up on Monday with the realization that there would be no show that night and that The Tickets were no longer travelling with us. The only consolation would be little tiny donuts at Pike Place Market. ( Read more...Collapse )
|Sunday, November 26th, 2006|
|Saturday, November 25th, 2006|
|Thursday, November 9th, 2006|
|Partying like it's 1987!
Something caused me to look at Ticketmaster the other night and I noticed Pet Shop Boys and wondered where they were touring when. Most of you know about my obsessions with Duran Duran and Depeche Mode, but PSB is another band where I have been collecting their music since I was a wee teen. I had tickets to go see them in 1987 but the show got cancelled (don't remember why), and I've never managed to see them.
Well, it turned out they were playing in Los Angeles tonight. But I couldn't find any tickets on Ticketmaster today. So after I left work at 6:30pm, I decided to drive to the theater to see if I could get in. I got front row balcony (I chose balcony seats over GA floor so that I could actually see). And I ended up in a pod of about a half-dozen people who were actually dancing (most of the place wasn't, even on the floor). Me, I was dancing my ass off. You know how I am during Upside Down? I was that way for the whole damned show. Man was that fun.
PSB is all about the spectacle. They had a pile of sexy male dancers, a fun versitile set, more costume changes than you can shake a stick at, and cool lights everywhere. And Neil Tennant looks like he's having the time of his life. And still damned fine in a top hat and tails. It was a good mix of songs. Quite a few numbers from Fundamental, their most recent album. The Sodom and Gomorrah Show was an amazing closer. All the expected hits: Suburbia, West End Girls, Left to My Own Devices, Go West, Always On My Mind, Shopping, Rent, It's A Sin. And a few things I found unexpected that were just pure joy: Heart, Home and Dry (with Neil on an acoustic guitar), Can You Forgive Her?, and a somber Dreaming Of The Queen (in front of footage of Princess Diana's funeral procession). I'm sure I'm forgetting some.
A show with this kind of production and choreography will probably be the same every night. But I think I'm gonna go back tomorrow.
|Tuesday, November 7th, 2006|
|More work travel
I remembered underwear this time. I also packed all of my 3oz toiletries in a ziplock baggie. Shampoo, conditioned, body wash, toothpaste. But I forgot a toothbrush. *sigh*
|Monday, September 11th, 2006|
|Veronica Mars, redux
Okay, so I've made it through 4 disks of season one so far and well, I think I'll continue. I have to agree with peachespig
, Logan is probably my favorite character now. Is he good? Is he bad? Do I hate him? Do I like him? Such a minx.
But I have to say, the show's creators must have some deep-seated mother issues.
|Thursday, August 17th, 2006|
|Life, in a nutshell
My mother called yesterday and, despite knowing little about technology, managed to trip up some setting on my cell's voicemail that marked her call urgent. Turns out that my grandfather is in the hospital and not doing so well. He was doing okay at the recent family reunion (which I skipped because I'd already committed to doing the 3-Day and because I was avoiding some other issues) but woke up with trouble breathing on Monday and was admitted to the hospital. He took a turn for the worse on Tuesday. The additional factor in all of this is that he and Grandma were staying at my Uncle's in the wilds of Northern Michigan. So the turn for the worse involved transferring him yesterday to the "big" hospital in Marquette. They are still doing more tests but there's fluid in his lungs (and a blood clot maybe) and his heart isn't beating right. He's 81, overweight, and not very active, with mid-stage Alzheimer's. So, treatment options aren't many and prognosis isn't good. But if you have a spare moment, think good thoughts for George A. Bush (my mother wanted me to make sure to use his middle initial so the hospital wouldn't be confused...like any other George Bushs would be there!).
I was already home sick and I spent parts of yesterday crying and trying to figure out how to swing a visit. Today I committed and bought a plane ticket and will be flying to Detroit early tomorrow. There's an 8-hour drive to Marquette on Saturday, a visit on Sunday, a return drive on Monday, and I fly back here Tuesday. All of this could change depending on his status.
I'm taking my laptop because I have some work meetings I have to call into. Of course, my parents only use dial-up and I've never used the modem in my laptop, don't even know what the work dial-up number might be. So I don't know if I will be checking mail or here or what.
Now I have to wrap things up here so I can go home and do some laundry and not pack toiletries. Many thanks to letters_to_ed
for getting me a Mixfest ticket.
|Sunday, August 13th, 2006|
|Hey, remember when I walked 60 miles for breast cancer?
Hard to believe when walking 4 miles today just about killed me.
After I paper edited all the documents I have to finish by Tuesday COB, I decided that I deserved a break while the sun was shining. And, reinvigorated after working crew with orangey
at last weekend's Boston 3-Day Walk, I decided that throwing on my shoes and hitting the Minuteman trail would do me some good.
First thing, I put on my shoes. Then I dug out my waist pack which has been neglected since last year's walk and packed it with water and iPod and cell phone and a snack. Then I tried to put it on. Then I had to adjust the strap so that it was bigger. D'oh!
Finally, I hit the road. And by mile 1, my knee was hurting. By mile 2, my opposite hip was hurting. By mile 3, my feet were just laughing at me. I staggered up the hill to my house, dripping with sweat, and did my ending stretches. I'm afeared at how I'll feel tomorrow.
I decided last weekend that I want to walk another Walk next year. Good thing I'm starting training now. Sheesh!