Friday, September 28, 2007

It's Friday...

...and my living room is being overrun by ants.

They appear to be coming from the outside through the outlet we have on an exterior wall (which in and of itself is a little strange), and I woke up this morning to hear that the dining table was covered in ants this morning, which were dispatched before I stumbled from my room. The outlet has been taped up around the box a few times over, sealed as much as possible and we're hoping that the ants will stop their invasion.

In other news, a week ago I fell off my bike. I was going downhill down Bryant street on my way home from getting a backpack at Ross. Getting ready to make a left turn, I was riding down the middle between the two yellow lines separating the two directions of traffic and trying to avoid the little reflectors on the road. While doing my little cautious dance I completely underestimated how low below the road a manhole was, and when I hit it my bike jerked, I hit the front breaks, which made the front of the bike stop, but the back kept going, catapulting me over the handlebars. Luckily all I did was hyperextend my 2nd, 3rd and 4th metacarpophalangeal joints. I.E. I fucked my knuckles up good by landing on my fingers and bending them backwards too far. Other injuries? A scraped left knee and a bruise on my left thigh. It's taken me a week to post about this because I haven't been up to full typing speed up until yesterday.

And in more recent injury news, I pulled a muscle loading laundry into the car last night, which was a very strange feeling, I was lifting (without my legs, bad Asha, bad, bad, bad!) the bag into the back seat when I felt a weird sort of popping sensation in my back and immediate PAIN. Ugh, great stuff, and what i really needed right now.

Luckily I was already going to the chiropractor today, but not until the afternoon and I had a meeting in the morning, two hours sitting in the same position listening to other people talk was not my idea of a good time. At least I got free coffee, orange juice and pastries out of it.

Like I wrote on Maya's facebook today, 23 and my body's already falling apart. What the heck's happening to me?

Monday, September 17, 2007


Okay I almost just fell over sideways trying to reach the outlet to charge my ipod.

I guess I'm just that smart where I don't figure actually getting on the floor is a faster, less accident-prone way to get the job done.

I haven't posted in a while and there's a reason to it, I really don't have anything interesting to post. I have stuff I do at school, stuff I do at home and basically whatever happens to fall in between...which is usually me biking from home to school and back.

But I have been changing up my music selections as of late. I get these emails from Apple telling me all the "hot new music" they've got in the itunes store, and most of the email I tend to ignore, except for that little part that says "single of the week". That's when the cheapskate in me comes out, and runs, chitterchatting around the computer with glee. Because see, I've given in and decided I should (probably) pay for the music that I get, because if I like the artist enough to actually get their music, I should probably go ahead and pay them for it. Well, sometimes it's stuff I don't like, so I download the song and delete it after the first listen, but sometimes I strike gold. Like Sara Bareilles' "Love Song", just a good song to turn up and hop around the room to when you're feeling in the shitty mood. On the opposite side of the spectrum, there's Colbie Caillat's "Bubbly", who is supposedly the female version of Jack Johnson, and sorry Colbie, but that's a bit too much of a compliment to be compared to the genius of the Johnson, but that song is very good song to turn on in the car or on a bike ride on a sunny day when you're feeling particularly euphoric. And Ledisi's "Alright"? Just good grooviness.

And then there's the other stuff that I tend to play. Shamefully, I must admit that I buy those generic cheapy "Lifescape" CDs at Target that have titles like Easy Listening Guitar and Totally Maui or whatever it was called. But even I'll admit that some of them are good, like Relaxing Classical and Elegant Jazz are great because they don't have words and I can actually study to them. They provide enough background noise so that everyone else is drowned out, but no words so that I'm distracted and suddenly I'm singing to the song instead of reading about the root language of the world 'dwelling'. Stupid architectural philosophy and their massive amounts of writing and reading.

Either way, I hope all around all the time, the other thing playing on my itunes? Astrud Gilberto's "Beach Samba". Seriously classic and happy music.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Frickin' Frack A Rack!

Everytime I think I have a handle on my spending, I take a look at my bank account and I'm floored. Honestly, where is all this money going? $3.50 for coffee at Starbucks? I need to master making my own coffee, but then I'll have to buy a thermos to keep the coffee in so I can transport it to school, and I need to get a dandy milk steamer so that my coffee tastes as good as the one at a coffee place, and I need to find the time in the morning while I'm stumbling around to make said coffee to take in said thermos to take with me to school. And it has to be a thermos not that coffee cup type thing with a lid that people can take in their cars (which we actually already have two of) because now I'm biking to school.

Sheesh. I haven't even spent a dime on the thermos OR milk steamer and I practically feel the money floating out of my bank account. I bought a small water bottle yesterday, but wait, I can hear you thinking "But she bought a water bottle a few months ago, a handy dandy camelbak that she was so proud of..." Yes, but it's huge, and heavy when full of water, so now I have a smaller one that I'll take with me to school. What's going to happen to the big one? It'll probably sit on my desk to I make sure I get my daily water needs. What else did I spend money on this weekend?

Oh yeah, the router. And then I spent $30 at Whole Foods today on shrimp, salmon and pork loin chops. As well as two small plants (one thyme and one oregano) and some orange juice. I've decided to minimize my beef eating and start sticking to the white meat and seafood, probably better for my digestion. And then I spent an additional $10 on mini corn dogs at Smart & Final. Not a word about cholesterol, no one likes a know-it-all.

Okay seriously? I probably will back track in a few days, but I'm putting limits. No more shoes, clothes or superfluous items for at least until the end of the month. So no purchasing random impulse shit except for food until the end of September. Unless it has to do with school. Or I really need it. Again, not a word, no one like a tattler.

Router Issues

So I'm sure if you're either on facebook or have me on your msn messenger, you may or may not know that I've been having severe issues with wireless routers. First our Linksys pooped out, wired was fine, but the wireless was simply worthless. Come labor day and some sales, I walked over to Best Buy and picked up a cheapie Belkin G router for $30-something bucks, the lowest speed and price. Bad idea. Brought it home and hooked it up, was great to have wireless, unfortunately, the trade off with the price was that it was very dodgy wireless. And I don't mean dodgy like sleazy or weird, I mean like, it dodged like a ninja! My computer could barely pick it up. Finally, a whole week late I relented and packed the Belkin up, walked back over to Best Buy, picked up a Netgear model which apparently had 10X the speed of the Belkin G, paid an additional $40, and walked home with my $80 router, praying that it would work.

So I'm hooking it up, gotten through the whole setup process and my computer has yet to even locate this new router, meanwhile it's connected to some unsecured apple network, which was driving me nuts because I was unable to unconnect from it. Finally gave in and called Netgear's customer service number and after about half an hour of talking to a tech, got my wireless to work. Have yet to really test it by downloading something, but I've actually been able to watch a whole youtube video, which was a rare thing with the Belkin, so things are already looking up *knock on wood*.

The only way we will see is with time...

Not much other news to report, school starting soon and I actually managed to find four usable properties for the four different locations of my thesis, quite a feat when you think about the fact that I basically can't get plans unless I know someone who knows someone who owns the plans to a building. Security thing, totally understandable, but completely irritating.

Friday, September 07, 2007

New Comforter

Should I be disturbed or saddened by the fact that getting a new comforter brings me so much joy I can't stop talking about it?

Formally had a white one that had texture on it, but being the stain-prone person that I am, there are now quite a few dubious spots on it, which really takes away from the pristine-ness that the color was supposed to project. Well, now a plethora of color has exploded in my room, reds, oranges, maroons and purples which for whatever reason just makes me feel happy when I look at it. Moo has taken a liking to it as well and is presently snoozing on it...

Not much else going on, school, thesis, the usual...took a nice long nap and woke up to find Moo next to me...good times...

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

It's 4AM And I'm Awake... you know there's already something going on. Unfortunately, I don't know what that is.

Yesterday I had a long, weird day, with some happy things and some not-so-happy things. So let me prattle of the happy things and summarize the not-so.

Yesterday I managed to do the wiggle, which is this route that goes from the Mission to the Haight (which is usually up a very steep hill if you actually take Haight from Market), of a series of slowly inclining roads, which requires alot of turning and hence looks like a "wiggle" (well, more of a squiggle) on a map.

I will be completely honest in my lack of fitness, and will say that at a few points during the ride, I was near the point of vomiting, but not quite there. The best would be when I'd be going up a road that didn't even look like it had an incline, the wind would be blowing, I would be pedaling with all my might and barely moving. Classic. But when I made it, it was glorious, Panhandle park is beautiful, quiet and quaint (that long park that I ride alongside in the upper lefthand corner of my route) and as my sister said, I really did forget how bad the ride was all the way up when I rode through the Panhandle.

So I mean, the good part was that I made it up to the Haight successfully, made it back down to the hardware store on Market and 14th, made it back home (down some very steep hills mind you), and when I finally did get home, I promptly fell off my bike right in front of my door. I was too busy concentrating on singing Edelweiss from The Sound of Music.

Also, I bought some really nice discounted shirts on the Haight. A much-needed purchase. And installed (after some time) a new rail for the kitchen drawer which has actually been broken since we moved in a year ago, I just never got around to doing anything about it. I mean, the best part of the day was that I survived a long bike ride, which was basically preparation for my endeavor to ride my bike to school on school days since now my classes are in a different building, way closer to home, and not across the street from a gaggle of tourists speed walking to see the passed-out "Seals of Pier 39" that probably don't even know they're alive.

And now onto the iffy stuff. Let's just say I had a lunch date with a few friends, none of whom showed up, and even though I think I've matured over the years, when this happened I totally catapulted back to high school and could not just let it roll off my back. Maybe I was too generous to think of some of them as friends, whatever the reason, I've learned from it, but it did put a damper on the day. Next on the shitlist is the damn fucking drawer rails.

I purchased then from the hardware store after finding them fast and easily (should have known), went home, opened the packaging, INSTALLED THE RAILS, went to the put the drawer in and realized that it doesn't fit!!! The stupid drawer was made for under mounted rails not side mounted rails. Now this would have been a no brainer for any normal DIY-er, but obviously not to me. So this is what happened: The old rail system had two rails with one roller missing, which meant the whole drawer weight would rest on the one roller on one side and with the imbalance of weight, the roller would pop off the rail causing the whole drawer to shift and jam. So over the last year we've gotten used to being very careful when pulling out that drawer. Go to the hardware store and see there's a two rail system, which are side mounted, and a single rail undermount system. So what do I go for? A match in quantity, not style. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

So I had to take all the screws out of the wrong system, pack it up, haul ass to the hardware store, on my bike, no less, with a small messenger bag which meant the rails were sticking out of the bag at an angle which would explain why I was standing there, on the street, supporting my bike with my legs while trying to reach the one rail that I dropped (I'm still thanking goodness that it didn't go through the spokes when it fell, otherwise I would be flat on the ground, crawling towards the dropped rail).

Back to the hardware store, purchase the single undermount rail, get home and install that one. The drawer makes a weird noise when pulling out and pushing in right when it's close to the cabinet, but I was so fed up with life at that point that I just left the damn thing be. It works.

Oh did I mention that some weird guy started talking to me while I was waiting at an intersection on the way back from the hardware store the second time? Yeah, it weirded me out.

Oh, oh and on top of that, I'm awake for no good reason except that when I got up to check on the weird scratching noises Moo was making, I discovered some kitty-diarrhea on my bedroom floor (damn carpet). Weirdly enough I wasn't mad, I mean, she can't help it right? I'm just glad she didn't poo on my bed. Plus, she seem apologetic enough.

So after that whole sordid story, I think it's time to give sleep a try, and hope that tomorrow (or really, today) is a better one.

Turns out that the "present" that Moo left for me in my room was probably a hairball, which makes me feel better. At least she's probably not sick.