Memory

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

I'm in yoga class yesterday and completely out of the blue I remember another camp memory. WARNING: To super sensitive animal lovers following story may make you cry.

At my camp there were cabins and cabin tents. Each had (if food was left out) problems with critters. Mice specifically. And no matter how many times I told the campers that FOOD=MICE, eventually sometime during the week there would be an apperance of Cinderella's little friends.

The way the maintence guy used to get rid of the mice is disturbingly hilarious. He used a vacuum. He would suck thoes little vernmin right up like they were Cheerios. The most vivid part of the whole process was the sound that they made being sucked up into the vacuum. A very satisfying "THHHUUUUUUMMMMPPPPPP"

I started laughing out loud at this trip down memory lane and as expected my sanity is now in question. But it was 'effing hilarious, honestly.

Side Note

Oh, I forgot to mention that it's been snowing the last couple of days in Tahoe. Good times, eh?

And Little brother will be here in less than a week. I can't wait!

PMS

I hate being that girl that talks in excess about her moon cycle. I don't think I'm there yet but this is a warning. I'm having a hormonal crisis these last couple of days. I feel like a crazy person. I have the urge to decapitate anyone who pisses me off or does something stupid. The bagger at Safeway that put my steak in with the veggies--BEWARE! All I crave is meat and chocolate. I settled for a steak (medium rare, of course), but I really want blood sausage (WTF!). Who craves blood sausage, ever? I don't even know where to purchase such an item.

To top it all off I recieved an e-mail from my ex that contained a veiled ultimatium. In short it said that the trip that we were planning as friends has turned into: If you still come on this trip it means that you are still interested in me (romanticly). F*^%K! The ex is pitting my "friendship" with him against my love for wine and the fun of being drunk at 3pm. Apparently, he has a wish for bodily harm, dismemberment and/or a drowning in fermentation vat. I am seething.

I just thought of the most delicious plan. Agree to go on trip and bring along a new or old boy toy. Today, I feel just evil enough to do it.

Damn this steak is good. Tastes a little like revenge.

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One Dimension

Friday, June 01, 2007

Interesting: The minute the clouds come in Tahoe, everything looks flat.

Still no work. A little antsy about this. Taking off tomorrow for a wedding (former roomates-actually). The one whom (?) is never wrong. Not the one who like to have naked boys at our house ( I liked her soooo much better). However, I have been promised many cute employed only slightly alcoholic boys to talk to at this wedding. And a good group of people to get drunk in the middle of the afternoon. A couple questions though:

Who has a wedding at 1pm in the afternoon?

Who (in thier right mind) has a 'bring your own dish' buffet for 200+ people?

Needless to say that I will have stories, hopefully not of the food poisining variety. Please Goddess NOOOOO!!!!

Good News: Little brother might crash Tahoe for the summer. I hate to put bad karma out into blog land but I detest Michigan. I refer to the 9mo I lived there after college as "The Dark Years." It Sucked--Doesn't even begin to cover my horrible experience.

Only good thing was all the cool peeps I met at camp. Not even the camp. Just my internationals, few domestics and the crazy ass camp nurse. On a total side note I was just reminded of the coveted pink allergy medication we used in a borderline recreational manner. Ahhh, good memories.


Anyways, back to the little brother. He's going to school MI and can't find a job after searching for about a month. I told him if he came out here he had a job. He probably wouldn't even need to fill out paperwork and have an annoying interview. And I could get him a job pretty much anywhere he wanted. I'm not an all powerful big sister, I just live in a place where the labor force is so small (living expenses high) they take just about anyone. But of course they would be lucky to have my LB. And WoooooHooooo would we have some crazy fun!!!