ammogirl

In your FACE, doubters!  

…okay now that I’ve dispensed with the faux tuff-ness, let’s carry on.  I will tell you with complete honesty that my offer to do people’s quizzes was a not very well thought out one and really sucked.  While it wasn’t HARD, per se, to analyze them, it was just…time consuming and frustrating, because I would look at your answer sheet, compare it to the key to get the correct symbol, and then add it to my hand-drawn tally sheet, and NOT ONCE did I do a test without putting one in the wrong block and having to start all the way over.  But I’m done!  And now that I’ve said that, if you want me to do yours, I will with absolutely no hesitation on my part, I’d love to (really), but if you DO send it to me, don’t hold your breath on getting results back in a timely manner.  For you will not.

I was in the bathroom at work today and there has been a used band-aid…have I already told this story?  I feel like I have.  Hm.  Maybe I’ll skip it for now until I do some research.

Hmmm…oh I know.  I had to go to a meeting yesterday where I was EASILY the youngest person by about 20 years and also the lowest ranking person by, as I told my boss, about a million.  I was SO out of my league, and the bad thing was that I went there not expecting to do anything but furrow my brown at appropriate times and nod my head when required…a few shocked eyebrow raises here and there…but NO.  NOOOOOO! Instead I ended up having to give a briefing, and that briefing resulted in questions, and they were questions I DO NOT KNOW THE ANSWER TO, therefore leading me to say a lot of job-specific jargon in long, rambling sentences designed to confuse them all into thinking I knew what I was talking about.  I AM NOT KIDDING.  It was the WORST THING EVER.  Yet somehow I managed to do what I was supposed to and secure our position on the thing the meeting was about.  I…think.  I didn’t stick around to verify because this girl needed to run away quickly.  Run away!  Run away!

Remember how like, LAST WEEK I was talking about sunshine and warmer temperatures and thank god spring is finally here?  Yeah.  This morning we woke up to snow.  WTF!  I don’t like this at all.  You know what would be really cool?  If somehow our next base was in Hawaii.  Or the sun.  That would be warm enough, I think.  But we’ll probably end up getting North Dakota or somewhere equally…north.  I’m not that great with north.  NorthWEST I’m good with, or like, NorthERN California, but I’m more of a south-type girl at heart.  Which is different than a Southern girl, because I’m definitely not that.

Okay bye.

Tschuss!!

TOMORROW, I will do the personality quizzes!  Needle in the eye!  Swears!

I would’ve have done it this weekend (seriously) but instead I was busy finishing up my current classes, meaning this term is over, and my next papers aren’t due until NEXT term’s classes’ first due date, which is not until DUN DUN DUNNNNN…27 April.  WHICH MEANS, I have OVER A MONTH BREAK FROM SCHOOL.  Giddiness!

Anyhow, some random observations:

Today on the radio the dj or host or reporter–whatever–was talking about Mt. Redoubt erupting.  She said that it “Injected ash into the atmosphere explosively.”  That struck me ENORMOUSLY funny for some reason, I mean, could she not have just said it erupted?  That it blew ash into the sky?  Or even that it explosively injected ash into the atmosphere, had she felt determined to use those particular words?  Scratch that.  When you are talking about an ERUPTING VOLCANO, explosiveness IS A GIVEN.  Nobody will think it weakly injected ash into the atmosphere.  And injected?  Really?  INJECTED?  Was the sky inoculated with ash?  AGH.  I hated that whole sentence.  I know I said it struck me funny, but in retrospect I don’t think I meant “funny ha-ha” as much as “funny that is a really clunky and awful sentence for a journalist”.

Also funny, was the ad I found while looking at the yardsale website for our base.  An individual placed the following ad:  

25 cans of stage 2 baby meat

my daughter refuses to eat it, so please take them! 
check out my other items as well….very cheap items!

Well, of COURSE her daughter refuses to eat it.  It’s BABY MEAT!  

Funny AGAIN, was the level of shit scared out of me by the phone that had it’s ring tone programmed as “Yeah.  Did you get that memo?”  Not frightening in the least unless you are walking out of a dark, empty, and silent office.  Then it’s frightening. 

Not funny, but completely disgusting was the USED and DISCARDED band-aid on the counter in the restroom at work.  JESUS GOD, people, GROSS. Band-aids are completely vomit-inducing to me, to the point of I won’t even use them unless I, like, have gangrene.  Bleh.  And USED band-aids? Just laying around?  What the FUCK, that FREAKS ME OUT.  If I ever meet you in person, unless you just amputated your finger like, three seconds ago, please do not try to shake my hand while wearing a band-aid.  I will try to not think about it but secretly I will be faking it if I act excited to see you, because really I will just be hoping your band-aid doesn’t touch me.  

And no, I don’t know why.

Tschuss!!

It was above 50 today and actually tolerable sans jacket, and that was awesome.  The bad thing:  because I work on and with classified all day long, we have these stupid reflective blinds that make it look perpetually stormy outside and yes, block all the sun.  In between classified moments I open my window’s blind but it’s just not enough right now.  

Okay.  So WHAT do you THINK of AI this season?  I seriously canNOT decide who my favorite is!  Everytime somebody comes up to sing I say, THAT’S my favorite!  and then the next person comes up and…yeah.  It’s like, I don’t necessarily have any one person I absolutely want to win this year, because: Allison, Anoop, Megan, Adam, Alexis, Matt G., Lil, Danny…Scott…and…I guess those are the people I like because I can’t remember anybody else and I JUST watched Tuesday’s show.  Anoop and Megan have always been early favorites of mine, and Matt G is seriously awesome, but Allison…I think she is actually my favorite now.  And I actually LIKED Adam’s version of Ring of Fire.  I just don’t know who I would vote for, if I lived in the States and could vote!  

Paula, on the other hand, is seriously chalkboard to my ears.  It makes me feel ill to listen to her talk.  Randy is not too much better this year. God I love this show.  I wish I had that ability, I mean, no matter how bad these people sound at that particular moment on that stage, they are still better than so many of the population, and I can’t imagine what it would be like to open my mouth and have something like that come out of it.  

I never did find a plugin that fit what I wanted exactly, i.e. a space to showcase items that I am currently digging.  Actually, I never did find it because I would give up within 19 seconds of searching the WordPress plugin page because that shit is hard to navigate.  First, what do you call a tool that lists stuff you like?  I tried searching for ‘favorite’ and ‘highlight’ and ‘like’ and ‘love’ and even the highly creative ‘i want’ but nothing materialized.  I did a search by category…nothing.  And then I gave up, because of the aforementioned hard navigating.  And boredom.  Instead I think I’m going to make a new page, but it might take awhile because I want to add pictures and remember, I am not so good with the inserting pictures thing.  Also because I suck at following through on my promises (recipe updates).  

I’m currently obsessed with making from scratch as much of the stuff that we eat as possible.  My latest endeavour, after buying yet ANOTHER box of Quaker Chewy granola bars (variety pack) just for the two Oatmeal Raisin bars in said box, which Taylor LOVES, is…Quaker Chewy granola bars, Oatmeal Raisin flavor.  How I go about this is first searching the interwebs for similar recipes, and once I find a recipe that seems similar to what I want, I’ll take it and modify it until it works.   For example, today I thought what the fuck, how can I be so high-horsey* over the crap my coworkers eat, if I cannot make it through the morning without my coffee and beloved creamer?  Non-dairy, totally fake creamer?  Made of fake?  So I searched for a recipe and found…one or two, and then after about 37 seconds of serious consideration I thought come on now.  GRINDING RICE?  To put in MY COFFEE?  Seriously.  

*In my defense, I’m not REALLY high-horsey about the food my coworkers eat, unless it is things like a Little Debbie Nutty Buddy washed down with a Mr. Goodbar.  THEN I will say, WTF, fatty?  Damnnnn.  But it’s all in good fun.

Tschuss!!