Exhausted

Hoot Owl's beach — wish I was still back there.

It's been a very busy couple of days.

First off, this week I started training at the JoAnn frame shop, which has been fun, but exhausting. Not only am I going there straight after 8 hours of work at Fibre-Craft, but it's mostly standing around, which can be tiring on its own. Luckily, no more JoAnn until next Thursday.

Happily, this weekend should be fun & relaxing. Baking tonight (pineapple upside-down cake, potato salad, and chocolate frogs); then helping my mom with her garage sale Saturday, followed by Diane & Rob's luau dinner party; then Sunday it's the Long Grove Strawberry Festival and a production of "Fiddler on the Roof" with Andy & Jo. Andy's mom is apparently starring in "Fiddler!"

As an aside, I'm very ashamed of myself. I have joined MySpace. (Shudder.) This is not because Faron has been bugging me to for months, but rather because I see it as an opportunity to connect with people from former lives that I don't get to see very often. Already I've found some high school people and hooked up with Planned Parenthood alerts online, so I figure MySpace can't be all bad. (I'm still ashamed, though.) I won't really be posting on that blog, though — just this one.

I have a couple of random thoughts today.

1) Did I mention I think I got poison ivy while in Minnesota? Previously I had thought I was not allergic to it, but I definitely was exposed to poison something. Great.

2) Does anyone else think that spammers are getting really lazy, lately? It used to be whole paragraphs and essays about the wondrous ways in which penis enlargement would improve your life. Then it went down to spam with no message body, only a subject line like: "U not like Ur short d!ck?" Lately I have been receiving spam with no subject at all — and sometimes no identifiable sender. Weird.

3) Someone should write a book about office bathroom etiquette. Really, I have enough material on this to write a post all its own, but I will spare the masses from the horror. I'll just say this: When you walk into a bathroom and a coworker is zipping up her pants in front of the communal mirror, things have just crossed the line.

4) Has anyone ever noticed the odd prevalence of J.R.R. Tolkien references in Led Zeppelin songs? "The Misty Mountain Hop," Gollum...the list goes on. Expect a post on this in the coming months. Needless to say, I have been listening to the Zepp boys lately, and I am enjoying it.

5) There are some really, really weird groups in MySpace. "Bring me my Kool-Aid, b!tch" is one that comes to mind; I really don't know what that group represents, and I'm not sure I want to know. So far, I've joined Planned Parenthood, The Left, and The Grammar Geeks. I seriously gave thought to joining "President Bush is an Ass," but I guess that one is just too self-explanatory.

Word of the Day:

Littoral: Of, relating to, or on a coastal or shore region, especially a seashore.