cheers and jeers

pet peeves of the day
1. If you're a vegetarian, that means that you don't eat meat. Hence, VEGEtarian. This includes turkey, chicken and seafood. If you want to call yourself something else and still eat turkey/chicken/seafood/kangaroo/whatever, go ahead. But if you call yourself a vegetarian and you eat chicken/etc., this makes other people assume that I will eat chicken/etc. And I WON'T. And I SHOULDN'T have to explain that. Because it's not like 'vegetarian' is an overly uncommon or new term. It's been around since the Greeks at least. I realize that vegetarianism is the new black, or whatever, and it makes you look trendy and kewl, but if you don't comply I will KILL YOU and mount your head on a SPIKE outside my DOOR until the NEIGHBORS complain from the SMELL.

2. I should not have to wake up to a Bush press conference. There's my RDA of lying cheating scum right there and it's not even nine in the morning.

3. If you're in Gresham and I say I'm in SE Portland and need babysitting Tuesdays and Thursdays, this probably means that you're going to have to travel. Maybe, just maybe, you should think before you click 'reply' if that's a problem for you.

and now for something completely different
Just to prove this entry is not entirely about me bitching, I am very, very grateful for Halls Defense losenges. Apparently my immune system won the battle and has not yet won the war. I am also grateful that (even despite the Gresham person) we have several promising leads in our quest for babysitting Sir Bubbynerrs on Tuesday-and-Thursday nights (I have a class, tallin has a class) even after only putting the ad up last evening. Yay Craigslist. I am grateful that I at least partly managed to break through my writers' block last night, because I am always bitchy to live with when that happens, and speaking of bitchy, I am also grateful for Estroven PMS vitamins. And Zicam. And nice fresh coffee that comes in the mail, and my Sad Girls in Snow Megatokyo blanket.

rant the second: on spelling

If you're applying for a job, the phrase 'k, may i ask where u r located?' is going to make me shove your application WAY down the pile. WAY down. Right into the round pile at the bottom.

all hail craigslist

Found our evening babysitter - she's a student at the local montessori training college (a path I have occasionally considered for myself) and also does light housecleaning as well as babysitting. Woo. And she can SPELL. So we have now straightened out childcare for the coming semester; a combination of his usual group and two babysitters.

the things we said today

weird people live here - if you lived here you'd be home right now
You remember that urban legend about the klingon language interpreter and the department of human services? It wasn't an urban legend: it happened here. I found this out while reading the wikipedia on klingon language. (I am utterly convinced that wikipedia is God.) There is also an interpreted computer language based on the Klingon language structure. And Deusche Welle has a Klingon language webportal. I wonder if they do broadcasts.
To say nothing of the guy that tried to raise his child bilingually ... but read the wiki.

time sink OF DEATH
You can make your own kaleidoscope. (from dandelion_diva.)
And I should probably read Harry Potter book 5, seeing as she's now finished book 6. And the second and third Lemony Snicket books. *eyes stack of unread library books* Right.

five more days 'til Christmas ...
For the knitters out there (something else I should probably be doing, but I'm slow and I frustrate myself, thus cultivating a vicious spiral: I really need to find some victims to assimilate nice people to knit and talk with.) how much is a reasonable gift certificate at a LYS? I was thinking $30 - it's for our babysitter, she's such a sweetie and I want to get her something nice.

the conspiracy continues
Some evil bastard has sandpapered my throat.

doppelganger

A few months ago I ran across a kolys clone in the driveway. The clones seem to be multiplying, because apartment 5 (upstairs and around the corner - our building is an L-shape) contains a kareila-clone. About the same height, build, and almost exactly the same colour and style of hair (although a little bit brighter, but not much.) And to top it off, she's a new mommy.
Weird.