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(no subject) [May. 24th, 2002|09:23 pm]
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Wednesday was my last day of teaching. It was interesting. On Monday, one boy tried, for the second time, to print a picture that he was in and therefore couldn't have taken. I told the teacher about it at lunch, and she looked at his negatives and found out they were indeed hers. We confronted him about it and he didn't even try to defend himself. Then she sent him in to work on printing one of his own pictures (which the teacher still thinks is hers anyway) and he said to a couple of girls "yeah, I got caught stealing someone else's negatives, so I gotta print my own now, huh huh." I told him not to be so proud of that. Justice was served, however, when he got the lowest test grade in his class. I had fun teaching, though I did complain a bit and get frustrated with the inattention of some of the kids. And one of the teachers and I had a nice talk after school on Wednesday, and she gave me advice about teaching, and we talked about our animals, and so on.

Today I went to court to deal with my speeding ticket. While I was in the court room, this guy in front of me kept turning around and looking at me, made eye contact with me when I was walking back from the judge, then again as I came back from the clerk's desk. Then, when I got into the right line for the cashier, he was again in front of me, and he again kept turning around to look at me. It made me a tad uncomfortable. I pointedly ignored him, wishing I had the courage to say "if you want to talk to me, talk to me, so I can tell you you don't have a chance in hell and get it over with." Shit, what is with people? Oh well.

I'm spending the weekend with Jeff at his house. His parents are in Europe, so we're "playing house" as he put it. He called me Tuesday from the grocery store to ask what several cooking terms meant, leading to the revelation that he was buying stuff to practice making dinner for me. He made the real dinner last night. It was fried tofu with this orangey sauce. It was yummy. The sauce was a bit rich, though. And he made strawberry daiquiris, too. Then tonight he had dinner ready when I got home from court. It was shake-n-baked tofu and green beans, and he had arranged the green beans on my plate in the shape of a heart. I told him he was a good little housewife. I love him.

Oh, and we've set a date for the wedding. It'll be on my birthday, October 6. And we got Jackson Square for it, too. I'm so getting into this whole wedding thing. 00goddess looked online for unusual wedding dresses and I got a few ideas for my dress. It won't be a contemporary sleeveless, big-skirted thing. I'm gonna do something Renaissance-y. Jeff and I are both starting to try to get back in shape for the wedding. He's started working out, and I'm cutting back on my sweets. He's even limiting himself to 2 Cokes a day, down from at least 5 or 6. I was impressed.

Dr Mark called and left me a message about Miss Guinevere's ear. He said there's a bit of a staph infection, some yeast and some neoplastic-looking cells. I'm going to call him again tomorrow at gallyndur's request to see if he'll call me back to tell me what needs to be done. I'm also going to photograph a fund raising event for the Green Party tomorrow. One of my neighbor friends heads the local chapter and he asked me if I wanted to take digital pictures for the web site. So that'll be cool, as it's at the Last Concert Cafe, and he's a nice guy and such.

I brought Zeke and Guinevere with me, since they're both pretty high-maintenance. We gave Zeke free reign of the house, and he's loving it. He and Mojo are getting along, somewhat. Mojo trots around after Zeke, wanting to play, and Zeke turns around and boxes with Mojo's head. It's really funny to watch, because Mojo doesn't do anything but just stand there and take it. And occasionally Zeke will get it into his head that Mojo's tail is a toy/enemy. Okay, that's about all I feel like typing now.
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my sweet man [May. 20th, 2002|10:47 pm]
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Jeffrey just called me and all he said was "We're getting married and I love you." Then he giggled gleefully, then he said "That's all. I love you, pretty."
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(no subject) [May. 20th, 2002|12:13 am]
Here's a coupla pictures of various cats. The kittens have now moved to burgundy's mom's house, so I took farewell pics of them with 00goddess.
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yayness [May. 19th, 2002|04:47 pm]
[Current Mood |lovedloved]

Jeff and I had a discussion the other night. He said that he's been saying that he wants to go ahead and start the next part of his life, but he's also been waiting until I get a job to do that. He realized recently that that's bullshit (his words). As he said it, he'd spend his entire savings to make me happy. So what he wants to do is start planning the wedding. And he said that whatever I want is what the wedding will be, and that whenever anyone questions what we're doing or how we're doing it, the answer is "it's our wedding." I love my sweet man. He makes me so very happy.
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cats [May. 17th, 2002|12:25 am]
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These kittens have been the source of much drama around the complex. First off, Ariana, the mamma cat, has the maternal instincts of a can opener. We're constantly having to extract kittens from odd places to which she's relocated them. Then, one of the neighbors just had words with 00goddess. It doesn't help that he was drunk. For some insane and un-thought out reason, I went down to see what could be done about it, and enlisted the help of another neighbor who is close with the first neighbor. I ended up rather nonplussed and displeased with first neighbor. You know, I don't remember the last time I saw first neighbor sober. He's really nice when he's sober. When drunk, he is inconsiderate, often rude, and sometimes hard to respect. This is the mode he was in when I tried to talk to him. It doesn't help that I am uber-non-confrontational. I had to leave his apartment and ended up crying a little. So that was fun. Dammit.
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(no subject) [May. 16th, 2002|02:50 am]
[Current Mood |glad the scary movie is over]

Oh my gods. 00goddess and I just watched The Others. Holy crap. that was a fucking scary, bizarre movie. We kept snuggling together and squeezing each other's hands. At one point I asked her if she wanted to sleep in here tonight. ;) I'm very glad that Zeke chose to stay in the window and not pounce down on us. I think I would have screamed and/or peed. We should not have watched this at night. Yo digo shiver.
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(no subject) [May. 14th, 2002|01:57 am]
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Poor Miss Guinevere now has, in addition to her freakishly fast-growing teeth and other general health problems, a growth in her ear. Well, it starts in her ear and sticks out of it. It looks like a very tiny corn cob almost. She's going to see Dr Mark tomorrow. Then Dr Mark is going on vacation. I didn't know that before, so it is fortuitous that I called him tonight instead of waiting until tomorrow morning, else someone else would have gotten squeezed in. The fact that my vet, who is on my speed dial twice, is going on vacation makes me frighteningly nervous. I feel like Tweak from South Park knowing that Dr Mark will be even more inaccessible than usual (the man's extremely busy, and I'm a mobile client and go through his pager to reach him; sometimes he can't call back for days). But he deserves a vacation. He usually only has like 5 minutes at best for lunch and doesn't leave the clinic sometimes until 9 pm. And some of his clients are a bit off the wall. But still, what if someone sneezes? What will I do? Aa! The pressure! *twitches*

I'm going to my doctor tomorrow morning to discuss the results of my recent ultrasound. They found an area that looks like either a fibroid tumor (which is benign) on my uterus or part of my intestines that wasn't contracting properly. Mom says fibroid tumors run in the family so that doesn't surprise her at all. The doctor wants me to get an MRI (I called last week after wondering for days what the results were) and then we can figure out what to do from there.

I'm still teaching. Today we made contact sheets. Each group, upon coming into the classroom, was instructed to copy down the procedure from the board; then I explained it to them; then I demo-ed it in the darkroom; then I showed them the diagram above the darkroom sink detailing which trays were which chemicals, the times and order in which the paper needs to be in each one. Still, every 5 seconds it was "Miss Jamie, what do I do now? Which one is next? How long?" etc. And I still have two or three girls in my second class who can't manage to get a decent exposure. One roll had one exposure completely black and the rest completely clear, and the other roll had half an exposure that was taken at the part of the roll that was exposed to the light while I loaded it into the cartridge. And there are only 3 or 4 more days in which I will actually be working with them, and I don't foresee printing actual pictures going incredibly smoothly. And my legs and feet ache, and I have painful knots all around my right shoulder blade. But oh well. Now I have to call the temp agencies back and all that. I had one working on finding me a job, and I'd emailed my resume to another one, and I haven't heard from either in weeks. Oy. I'm so willing to be a kept woman, provided my keeper (Jeff) had the means to keep me in the lifestyle in which I'd like to be kept.

Burgundy and 00goddess are fiddling around in the kitchen, and what bits of dialog I'm catching aren't reassuring. A minute ago burgundy said that 00goddess broke the house. I'ma go investigate, maybe grab some food while I'm in there. G'night.
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I have internet again! HEE! [May. 11th, 2002|05:49 pm]
[Current Mood |reconnected]

Ah, reconnected at last.... And now, because I couldn't do it in smaller chunks, all the pictures I've accumulated in the past 2 days must spill forth all at once.

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more pictures [May. 5th, 2002|01:40 pm]

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(no subject) [May. 5th, 2002|03:53 am]
I never knew a sneeze could make my legs hurt. Sumbitch.
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