i’m also way busier at work and at home than i used to be, and don’t have time to write three entries a day, or even one well thought out entry. the things i have to say are not unique or revolutionary, and you can find 27 other bloggers saying exactly what i would say about any given topic. i don’t feel that i’m adding to the discourse.

plus, it would save us some money if we got rid of our hosting. so, there is that consideration.

at any rate, i’ll be shutting this thing down in a week or so. the email address associated with this domain will go away when i drop my hosting, so if you’d like a way to contact me besides that, leave a comment here and i’ll give you an email address. those of you that have my personal yahoo or gmail address already don’t need to drop a line. or, if you’d like to be notified if i start blogging somewhere else at some point in the future, leave a comment and i’ll email you if i rejoin the legions of bloggers.

i am a bit sad to be leaving the whole scene, because “blogger” was one of the top five ways that i identified myself. there has been way too much expansion and i no longer have a network of blogging friends to whom i relate and who relate to me. people quit blogging or their main topics changed or they got pregnant or they went crazy. and it’s too much effort to search for new people that i might like because there are so many millions of sites to sift through. so the reasons for my enjoyment of blogging are mostly gone, so i figure it’s a good time to bow out semi-gracefully.

This is a list of my favorite movies for every year I’ve been alive.  There may be things missing from the list because I consulted Wikipedia’s list of years in film rather than trying to do this all from memory.

1980. the empire strikes back, obvs.
1981. raiders of the lost ark (closely followed by the fox and the hound)
1982. e.t.
1983. dude, this was a good year for movies! i couldn’t decide between the big chill, mickey’s christmas carol, return of the jedi, trading places, and wargames.
1984. terminator (which doesn’t hold up as well as sixteen candles does)
1985. breakfast club. or back to the future. or rocky iv. or young sherlock holmes. another good year!
1986. ferris bueller’s day off
1987. dirty dancing
1988. land before time
1989. back to the future ii, dead poet’s society, indiana jones and the last crusade, the little mermaid, say anything (wow, another good year!)
1990. rocky v (not a great year in movies...)
1991. the addams family, robin hood, silence of the lambs, terminator 2, thelma & louise
1992. aladdin, batman returns, a few good men, a league of their own, sister act, sneakers
1993. jurassic park, dave, sister act 2, the three musketeers
1994. blown away, the client, interview with the vampire, the lion king, the shawshank redemption
1995. babe, batman forever, dolores claiborne, se7en, toy story
i’ve been alive a long time. more later.
1996.
1997.
1998.
1999.
2000.
2001.
2002.
2003.
2004.
2005.
2006.
2007.
2008.

what did you do this weekend?

i worked on a quilt, worked on a sweater, watched mrs. miniver, and read. 

“our first quarter results were significantly lower than budget and past years...giving pay increases is not a prudent step for our business this year.”

so, no cost of living increases AND no merit-based increases.

yep. great. that really gives me incentive to work hard.

i mean, i found out my insurance has me put down as “male” and that’s why my birth control was denied. i didn’t even get pissed or yell! i was very polite. i’m still completely baffled (sarah is such a common male name in some cultures, you know). i guess ibc doesn’t get the same-sex domestic partner benefits.

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i’ve been feeling very ugly lately, so i took some time this morning and put on my face and wore a nice-ish shirt and a necklace. it’s the perfect outfit to go out dancing and drinking with pants and missdirected. alas, they’re in houston.

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i’ve only eaten out once this week. that’s very good for me! the last couple weeks i’ve eaten out almost every day. mooooo. so just once is pretty good.

so, how often do you shave your pits? i used to shave mine every day, even in winter. then i shaved every day during warm weather, but a couple times a week in the winter. now, i shave about 1-2 times a week. frankly, this isn’t enough. 2 days’ growth is too much for me, especially when i wear a tank and i feel like people can see it. i know this is very anti-feminist of me, but i do not like armpit hair. it collects bacteria and ups the stank factor. it itches. i wish i could shave every day, but my pits are just too sensitive now.

do other people look at my pits? i mean, i look at other people’s pits when they’re all in my face (on the bus or something). but then again, i’m very judgemental, even if i keep my mouth shut about it most of the time.

oh, also, it is SO FREAKING HARD to cut in a straight line. none of my fabric squares or rectangles have a 90° angle at the corners and it’s really driving me crazy.

yes, it was a kids book, but it read like an adult book. it didn’t use the type of language that most kids books written for this level of reader uses; as an adult i totally appreciate that and as a young reader i would have too.

the protagonist was a girl in her early teens and it was told from her pov. basically, philadelphia started falling apart around her as the yellow fever started killing more and more people. we learned about the “treatments” for and supposed causes of the sickness and we got to see what the city looked like after most of the population had cleared out and only those too sick, poor, or stubborn to leave were left.  it was some interesting stuff.

there was an appendix at the end of the book that gave brief information about the True Facts of the plague and info on the Real People that were mentioned in passing (like Benjamin Rush and George Washington). frankly, as the dorky, pretentious kid i was, i would have really dug the appendix. hell, i dug it as an adult.

so, i’d say that if you have any kids who are interested in this type of stuff or who just kind of enjoy historical stuff, give ‘em this book. it’s marketed at 10 and up, but it’s an intelligent 10 and up.

*i can’t link to my “review” of the book, because it was written before i deleted all my blog entries. ah well.

this weekend was decent. hung out with caitlin for part of saturday and sunday. saw mama mia (cute and funny) and wall-e (cute and adorable and wonderful). finished one knitting project (pictured above) and started another.

i am VERY tired today for some reason and i wish it were okay to fall asleep at my desk. alas.

also, i hate working with people who are in india and who speak/type the queen’s english with all the formality. it’s nearly impossible to figure out what the fuck they’re saying or what their meaning is and it just makes us seem more like clumsy americans.

and we now need to drop our rent check off in person because of the epic fail fuck up in july and august. but they don’t have hours that we can get to. and they only accept payment in check form, no direct debit or anything like that.

why must everything be so inconvenient?

i have a very high standard, and no one ever meets it. argh.