The bulging eye of death

Long time I know everything is crazy right now. As an apology presenting himself for the very first time is the hep-est cat GUS.

I finally finished HP scarf for my bestest friends daughter. I know one wouldn't picture me as a softy but there it is. I have an interview tomorrow for a new job. Of course that means that my eye has decided to do this bloodshot thing. The whole eye. Bright red. Yep just the other one is crystal clear. And unfortunatly after a terrible made for tv movie I have an unnatural fear of eye drops. I swear I look like that teacher from Daria- you know the one with the bulging eye. I look like I have pink eye.
"Hello, I would like to join your team."

I have a trip with my girls to DC in a couple of weekends, unfortunately I have to give up my last vacation to get my new job. Blech.

I am beat and yet I still have so much to do. I need to shower tonight so that my hair is completely dry by tomorrow. Just the start of all of the preparations for what will be most likely a 15 minute interview.

bonzi!

It is one in the morning and I am officially running on a adrenaline high. I- Stephanie Kurze, with the courage of a small yipping dog, just took on the death metal band.... Thats right take it in, I'll give you a moment.... Okay now that everyone has started breathing again let me admit that it wasn't the actual band that was playing come to find out and after I beat on the door I found that everyone over there is probably to drunk (or something else) to actually remember it in the morning. BUT I WILL!

Let me set the scene. I am exhausted. I have spent the better part of my vacation moving in very large pieces of furniture and actually getting rid of all the piles in my room. I know illusions of grandeur right? Lindsay is sleeping in the living room, here for the girly movie night that will take place tomorrow. I spent the entire day in the car with Jeanne a woman I work with, going to a show for work (yes on my vacation, which I will not get paid for). A good portion of that looking for the mall of NH which we never did find. We left at 10 this morning and I got back around 830. Needless to say I am beat. I actually went to bed around 11 I was so tired.

Fast forward to 1AM. I am woken out of a deep sleep by what I assumed to be the Death Metal Band that lives next door. I am incensed. Let me tell you they have been working my last nerve ever since they got those amps. Amps in a condo, you ask? Yes ma'am amps. I have decided that I had enough. I go down stairs and bang on the wall. (Sometimes this lulls them into a temporary quiet.) No luck.

I say to myself-Self what is staying over here, not saying anything getting you? Same old thing, that's what. If you don't set boundary's, they can't know that they are crossing them. So I crammed some sneakers on my feet, searched for a sweater to wear over the gross top I was wearing ( I may have been very anger but I still thought about how I looked).

Then I did it. I stomped over there banged on the door, and when it opened-smoke poring out- I said, "Turn it down!" Yep that was me. They then asked me if I wanted to party I wanted to party with them. Um,yeah cause it looks like I am ready to party in my flowered Pjs. I turned around and left.

Of course afterwards the mom came over, I do like her, I do. She told me that her son had gotten married and this was the overflow party. So not the actually metal band (something should have tipped me off when I didn't hate what was blaring through the walls, I just resented that it was blaring and at 1am.) but this is the home of the metal band and these are the metal band people, so I am hoping that the message sinks through, or that this will start a dialogs about appropriate noise levels for a condo.

Of course that is if they remember it in the morning.

Congrats on the wedding Rory.

Have I turned into a grumpy old man? Or was I merely born that way?

Good lord, now there is brawling in the parking lot.
I hate neighbors.

You Are Edward From "Edward Scissorhands." You are very shy and often misunderstood. Innocent, sweet, and artistic, you like to pass your days by daydreaming and expressing yourself through the arts. You are a truly unique individual. Unfortunately, you are quite lonely, and few people truly understand you.

Take The Johnny Depp Quiz!

I love these little quizzes. Lets see I have taken 'Find out which west winger you are', 'Find out which house you would be sorted into', 'Which Lord of the Rings caracter are you?', and last but not least 'Are you a Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte, or a Samantha?" How can you go wrong- find out exactly who I am in six easy questions.

And for anyone wondering: Sam (until I cheated to be more like CJ)
Gyphendor
Legolas
Miranda
I dont know I might have to take another crack out of the JD one, with my latest fetish for Rum I think I might be channeling Jack Sparrow himself.

Gadzoinks!

Finally my internet is working again! Kate and I have found out that we don't know what to do without it. I had done all that I could do by jiggling some wires to no avail. Today I was so anger I was just looking for something to be angrier about so I thought I would try again and what do you know--it worked.

Ah so much to think about. On Friday Kate and I went to the premiere of Hansel and Gretel at the Pine Tree elementary School. Is it wrong to heckle little kids? Oh well I was probably going to hell anyway. Who knew that kids that little could remember so many lines. 2 hours. That's all I have to say. Talia (the girl we were there to see) she and I say this with no bias at all, was the best of the whole bunch. I don't know what was funny- watching her ham it up, or watching her mother trying to snap pictures.

I had to tell off my roommate tonight. I am generally one who says from any sort of confrontation, however I am not carrying his sorry ass any more. After about three days of ducking me, I caught him. I couldn't believe how well I did. Now if only I could do the same for the death metal band next door. You would think that a condo would be very un-metal but there they are.

I started my vacation today! I plan to work very hard during it though. I am determined to get this house into order. I have already started by shoving the television into the armoire that Graydon brough over today. It is decorated in a southwestern style and that paired with the southwestern patterned couch Kates parents donated to the cause, it seems as though we are being dragged kicking and screaming into a total makeover. I will try to refrain myself from putting one of those big painting of a dead cow scull.

I have been trying to get my Ireland slide show burned to a dvd all evening. I am going to dive it one more evening. Geek-like I know, but if I comfort myself in the knowledge that if I were a real geek, I would have had it done a long time ago. There is hope for me yet
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