Archive for November, 2007
I’m so very happy that they’re finally making another X-Files movie. This also makes me aware of how out of the X-Files loop I’ve become. I used to be completely obsessed. I mean, far beyond what is healthy. Anyway, I’m stoked about his as long as it’s better than the last two seasons of the show, which it almost has to be.
Happy very late Thanksgiving. Zack made turkey for himself and my dad, and Tofurky for me, and there were mashed potatoes and deviled eggs and cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie…all the good stuff. In fact, a deviled egg sounds kind of good right now, and they need to be eaten pretty soon.
I am sitting here with two lizards on me right now. My laptop battery is about to die, so I need to get up and grab the cord, but I don’t want to disturb the girls because they look sleepy. They actually seem like they’ve been depressed since their mom has been away, so I hate to bother them when they seem content. My brother got married last week, and these bearded dragons are his wife’s babies. I never knew that lizards had personalities and got so attached to their owners, but it’s true! The big lizard is much more mellow, but the little one was a rescue lizard so I guess that’s understandable.
I’m taking care of these guys for a while longer, as their ‘parents’ are going to Pennsylvania for Thanksgiving and won’t be back here until Christmas. They dropped them off last week before they left for Hawaii for their wedding/honeymoon. The lizards seemed all depressed, but Matt & Katie came back this weekend before driving back home. They really perked up when Katie was here, so I felt bad for them when they left again. Poor little lizards. They’ve just got me to take care of them for now. Which reminds me, I need to go buy them some more superworms. Eew.
Zack and I have this sort of ongoing joke about getting him life insurance in case something ever “happens” to him. Of course, we’re just kidding 
but the truth is, it’s not a bad idea to give some consideration to these things. Ideally, we’ll both end up getting coverage through some sort of employee benefit package, but there’s no guarantee of that. I certainly hope we end up getting kick-ass jobs with great benefits. We’re really struggling right now, and it would be great to have it end up paying off that we both decided to go back and finish our education.
If this isn’t the case, or at least not right away, then maybe it would behoove us to see if we can get some cheap smoker insurance rates. I try and try to quit, and I’m successful for a while, but just when I think I’m done, I get sucked back in. Anyway, it’s not like I’m concerned enough with this yet to start looking for insurance quotes, but as I get older and especially as I get closer to finishing school and going back into the “real world”, it is sort of in the back of my mind. God, I feel old. And boring.
I am a terrible procrastinator. I always manage to find something to do other than what I’m supposed to be doing. So, I’m writing here instead of writing a 2500 word paper on careers in Environmental Health, which I have no interest in, but am required to do because it is worth 1/3 of my grade. I’ve found my entry-level position, but not the managerial one. Of course, I could just get started by writing about the job I did find, but I’m just…far too lazy.
Zack and I have been talking for some time now about our desire to someday own a house. He’s always told me about how cheap houses are in Montana, and when we visited his hometown this summer for his brother’s wedding, I really liked it there and the idea of living there someday started to really appeal to me (of course, we went during the summer when the weather there is actually nice, and if we visited in the winter, I might have second thoughts!) 
Even so, it may be worth living through the bitter cold winters to achieve the dream of home ownership. While we were there, I heard several stories from women several years younger than me who had bought houses when they were fresh out of high school, for as little as $40,000! That blew my mind, because we live in Southern California, where the houses are not cheap and the dream seems unattainable.
Even here in the Antelope Valley, houses are upwards of a quarter million dollars. With every new subdivision built, the prices get higher. We drove by a sign today for homes “starting in the low $300,000’s.” That’s just…wow. Even when we both finish our degrees and get good jobs, how could we ever afford something like that? And the thing is, more and more people have been moving here from L.A. because this is actually one of the cheaper areas to own a house in Southern California. But these people end up with interest-only mortgages and adjustable rates that they ultimately can’t afford. There have been several houses that have foreclosed recently in our neighborhood alone. My parents seem to receive and endless barrage of mail about mortgages, and they obviously aren’t the only ones around here that somehow ended up on a direct marketing mailing list. It’s just a shame that some companies try to push people into buying homes that they can’t really afford. If there were more companies like Red Clay Media using intelligent mortgage marketing tactics that target people that can actually afford to buy homes, maybe less people would end up with their dreams shattered.
Tick-tock. The day is almost over, and guess what? That’s right, there has yet to be a day in November in which I post before 11:30. It’s well after 11:30 right now. NaBloPoMo sounds easy enough. It’s not. I just am not into writing right now. We’re watching Criminal Minds, and I’m not very into that either. I think I’m more into sleeping, but I need to get the mattress pad out of the dryer and put some sheets on the bed.
I didn’t realize it was so late. I’ve been playing Soul Calibur III, and I’m getting extremely mad at this game. I know it’s not supposed to be easy, but it’s just ridiculous when you can’t seem to block anything, but your opponent can block almost everything. I’m playing as Zasalamel, and fighting versus myself right now. I probably would have ended up missing posting today altogether, but I needed a little break from this frustration. Playing versus the same character you’re playing sucks when you don’t really know how to do their special moves, and that’s all they do. Maybe I should go back to playing Star Ocean 2 (my all-time favorite video game), but now I’m so mad at this game that I just want to keep playing until I manage to beat this guy. 
I was going to post at school today. I swear I was. But then my battery died.
» Daily Posting is Hard
Okay, so it’s after 11 again, and it’s Daylight Savings time, so it should actually be after 12. But it’s not, so this post still counts for today! So actually, instead of posting earlier, I’m actually posting even later and getting even worse about this. I’m not sure I can last an entire month of posting every day. I’ll have to write something while I’m at school tomorrow, or that will end up being really late too. We have our Treasure Hunter’s Club meeting tomorrow after I get back from school, and then if we end up going somewhere else after, I may end up being too late altogether.My parents are supposed to be getting back any time now. They spent the week in Hawaii for their 30-something wedding anniversary. I should know, but I don’t off the top of my head. I could do the math and figure it out, but I don’t really feel like it and I highly doubt that anyone reading this would care very much. My mom’s little dog has been tripping this entire time. Samantha is a Bichon with severe separation anxiety, and she has been driving us insane this whole week. Little dogs are adorable, but a pain in the ass. Heather was cool. I miss Heather (she was my childhood dog, a Golden Retriever who lived to be 15 and had to be put to sleep earlier this year.)
I keep waiting until it’s really late to post, and then I don’t feel like writing anything. I think I need to start writing earlier in the day. Right now I’m watching The Toybox This is one of the better movies we’ve seen in a while, even if I don’t fully know what’s going on.
