Monday, December 29, 2003


I've been having insomnia. It'll be painful today.

Random bits

Been busy with the holidays...
Had a successful housewarming party:

Everyone loved the spiked cider.

I was telling John how funny it sounds to tell people that I got a power sander and an Ugly Doll for Christmas. But that's what he gave me and I love them! I got John a dvd and a National Geographic photo book.

Tommorrow I pack for the trip to SF for NYE. Gotta clean my car so that it will be acceptable for John's parents to use while we are gone. (Yes, his parents are staying with us. It is a full house.)

So much to do with so little time. John and I will have a blast.

After some searching, I am relieved to find out that both Crossroads and Buffalo Exchange exist in LA. I can continue dressing oh-so-fashionably at bargain rates! Woohoo! I bought a couple of pairs of pants that I have been wearing just a little too often- almost every other day. Thank God I'm not in highschool, I'd be lynched!

Tuesday, December 9, 2003


After a nice yoga class at yoga works the other day, I decided to try on some yoga pants. Incidentally, there was a lady also trying on clothes right next to me. Well today I was going through my yoga clothes when I came upon an unfamiliar used piece of clothing. I screamed, "Oh my God!" when I realized that they belonged to that poor, unsuspecting woman. I had snatched her pants so she ended up pantsless (or is it pantless?) and was probably forced to buy new yoga pants just so that she could make it home! Oops!

Too Much Excitement

I finally got a call from one of my photo assistant ads that I have posted. When I called the person back after listening to the message, I was asked a few questions:

Guy: "Well we already found someone, but I'll keep you on file. Are you strong?"

Me: "Yes, I'm pretty strong."

Guy: "You're a strong girl, huh?"

Me: (More brightly) "Yeah, I'm pretty strong."

Guy: "Can you move couches around?"

Me: "I can move things around just not lift large objects over my head."

Guy: "Are you open to working in the adult pornographic film industry?"

For a sec, I'm wondering if he is kidding, but I realize he is serious.

Me: (chuckling) "Yeah, I suppose so."

I think to myself, "It is okay as long as I'm on the other side of the camera and NOT in front of it. Hell, it might be interesting. There would be stories to tell! Would I ever be bored at work? Probably not!"

Guy: "So and so," (he says a woman's name here. I forgot it already.) "Is really nice and fun to work with. We treat the women nicely and there isn't anything too crazy going on- just a lot of bouncing around."

"So I'll keep your card for future reference."

Me: "Yeah, I'll give you my cell number."

The cell phone is becoming useful already.

Right after that conversation I decided to check on my chestnuts roasting in the toaster oven. I was in mid phone conversation with Jessie while cutting a chestnut open when *BAM* the nut exploded in my face! I screamed and accidentally hung up on Jessie. When I confirmed that my eyes were okay, I looked around to see chestnut shrapnel all over the place. A sticky, pulverized mess that got on everything including the postcards on the refrigerator. I looked over at the oven with the other chestnut sitting in there like a ticking time bomb and started laughing.

Holiday cooking tip:

ALWAYS pierce chestnuts before roasting them.

Sunday, December 7, 2003


Yay! I'm very excited...A print from my Beach series sold at SF Camerawork's auction! I donated the print so I don't get any money, but it is nice to know that someone was willing to shell out a few hundred bucks for one of my photographs.

I wonder where it will hang?

Friday, December 5, 2003

Dancing and Singing

My roommate at the last place I lived had a cute orange cat named Prudence. Prudence took a liking to me immediately. Maybe she only adored me because I had a sunny bedroom that contained a soft bed with a fuzzy blanket. It was also the warmest room in the house. Since Pru was always in my room, we developed a relationship. I'd sing to her, pet her, run up and down the hallway with a red string for her to chase, squish her nose, and tease her. (One of the things I liked to do was to run around the house shaking her can of treats while she ran behind me squeaking out her broken meows.) She in turn greeted me when I came home, and wanted to be wherever I was in the house. It was a very interactive person-to-pet friendship.

Here, in Playa del Rey, John and I have 2 fish. The star attraction is the bright orange and white clownfish that has a cute, wiggly swimming pattern. His name is Gilgamesh, but I insist on calling him Geronimo or Gargamel. The other fish is a boring blue damsel. He doesn’t have a name. He’s “the blue fish”.

I’ve taken up the fun task of feeding them twice a day. I sing to them whenever it’s feeding time (and sometimes when it’s not), say hello to them, and when I’m in a really good mood, I jump around the tank and do a little dance, sometimes mimicking Gilgamesh’s wiggle.

I think that this scares the fish. They look nervous and Gilgamesh gets in his guarding-his-territory position.

No matter how cute the fish are, and no matter how much I want them to be interactive, I will not get that much entertainment out of them. I know this. I really do. 

So now I have gotten John to place bets with me on which fish gets the big red flake first when I feed them. I’m not giving up on the fish yet!

Thursday, December 4, 2003

The Sound

I was painting in my room the other night when I noticed a sort of whooshing sound outside. Cars? Didn't sound like cars. It was a bit late for what sounded like a regular passage of vehicles.

And then I realized what it was. The whooshing was the crashing of the waves on the beach that is only 2 blocks from my house.

I have never heard that sound from my home before.

Wednesday, December 3, 2003

I've Joined the Masses!

Wow, I finally got a cell phone! I have managed to be without one for such a long time. (Although I've often used my friends' phones.) Now watch, I'm going to become dependent on that thing and feel lost and empty if I go anywhere without it. I just better not become one of those annoying drivers rolling around dangerously on the streets while chatting on their damn phones.
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