Jul 19 2007
so…i’ve found a house i want to buy. now i just have to figure out how to make it happen.
i’ll be poor, but it will be something i own. something that paul and i do together. now i just have to figure out where to get the money…
anyone got any good ideas? grand schemes? $25k they’d like to give a poor gal? /wink.
i need some good financial karma.
Jul 19 2007
I am attempting to get “hired” to blog for the Utah Jazz.
“hired”= no pay
I love the Jazz. I love going to games, talking the talk, and drinking the beer. I do have a designated driver btw… My mom.
I might mention that this is Jess’ idea. She knows how much of a Jazz fan I am.
So… I applied for the position. I sent an email with why I love the Jazz, and why I want to blog for them. Wish me luck!
Jul 17 2007
friends, romans, countrymen (and countrywomen)…lend me your ears!
please do me a personal favor and go here to vote for my friend and colleague’s band, acuna… they’ll be playing a live show at the gallivan center tomorrow night in an effort to win a spot in the world-famous (ok, state famous) big ass show, sponsored by x-96. if you are in the greater salt lake area tomorrow night and you are free, GO SEE THIS CONCERT! it’s FREE!! kids are welcome! it starts at 7 p.m., with acuna taking the stage at 9:15 p.m. vote for acuna!
here’s how you vote. click the link. scroll down. fill out the form… just the required fields. you don’t have to put your real phone number or email (but it has to look real to validate). VOTE FOR ACUNA… so riley will shut the hell up and leave me alone. he is the dude on the far left in that picture if you care. i taught him everything he knows about his job. he owes his career to me.
thank you, thank you, thank you! oh…and vote more than once!! check them out on myspace, too. you can listen to their tunes there and add them to your friends.
wtf does acuna mean? no one seems to know. leave us a comment…and tell us what acuna means!!!
Jul 16 2007
I currently hate the month of July. It is HOT as (insert four letter word here), and I am busy.
Shoot me now.
What I wanted to do all week was actually just take the week off. I planned for this week to be a vacation and I didn’t do any relaxing at all. I can’t wait to work tomorrow. It will be a break.
Jul 15 2007
I now have a reputation, possibly, in the well drilling world for being a complete and total bitch who complains about every little thing that the driller and drill crew do that I don’t like.
Turns out that the last driller I worked with was fired because a co-worker and myself complained, legitimately, about some problems we had with him and his crew.
What it came down to was that he made inappropriate comments directed towards us but not TO us. He also verbally expressed discontent with us and our project.
Between you and I, the project wasn’t all that great. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a cool project but we had some problems with the drilling that neither us (the geologists) nor them (the drillers) had any sort of control over. They were things we had to work around, and working with a driller who had a bad attitude (but great sense of humor) and was nothing less than hormonal exacerbated the problems.
But that doesn’t make me feel any better about this guy getting fired because we had issues. I feel like a total ass!
Have you ever gotten, unintentionally or not, anyone fired? If so, how did you feel about it? Am I just extra sensitive?
Jul 14 2007
or something of the like. I’m not sure exactly what is going on with it but maybe all this running/biking is making my ass look fabulous and it wants to be seen by all. I say this because of 2 recent side-splitting (ahem… pants ripping) events.
If only I had pictures, this post would be SOOOO much better and my ass’s dream would be realized.
EVENT 1-
Tom and I are hiking north of Pike’s Peak (maybe you’ve heard of it?) which culminates in a glacial cirque (are there any other kind?). After a difficult but exhilarating hike through the snow and up the glacial valley we get to the “top” and decide to wander around for awhile and have a few beers.
As the sun began to wane, we decided it was time to head for the bottom of the hill and so started searching for the elusive ‘best way down.’ I decided to head down at a certain spot that seemed quite promising. All was well until I stepped on a gently sloping (about 10 degrees) slab of wet Pike’s Peak Granite. I’m sure you can guess what happened next… I slipped and slid on my ass down the final 10 ft of this slab.
I almost lost 1/2 of my shorts! The rip was that big! Ok, I exaggerate, slightly. But the ripped flap, held open, showed the world my ass. And we had a 6 mile hike back down to the train stop… and LOTS of people who would ALL see my ass!
Luckily, I have a great guy who remedied the situation by lending me his boxer shorts to cover the ass.
You should’ve seen the customer service guy’s face at REI when I returned the shorts (they were new, damnit!) when I told him how they ripped. He was trying really hard not to laugh but didn’t succeed very well.
EVENT 2-
I’m out in the field earlier this week, and it’s HOT, methinks it was approximately 99 degrees. I squat down to open up a well head and RRRRRIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPP!
I thought, to myself, did my pants just effing rip?
And then I felt the breeze on my ass. I quickly stood up and must’ve had this ‘HOLY SHIT MY ASS IS HANGING OUT’ look on my face because the guy I was working with knew, immediately, what had happened.
He was almost rolling on the ground laughing, as he should. And then, after almost composing himself, asked if my shirt was long enough to cover the rip.
It wasn’t.
So he lent me his shirt (he had 2 on) which was a bit longer than mine. And then continued to make jokes and laugh (as he should). Luckily for me (again) I had a spare pair of pants in my car.
When I switched out the pants and was able to SEE the rip, I about cried, I was laughing so hard. The rip was about 8 inches long and went all the way to the waist hem!
The best part… I was, of course, wearing very revealing panties (read: g-string).
Jul 12 2007
thanks to jm bell for this.
here’s my score:
what are you? go here to find out!
p.s. it’s just for fun! it’s not science…
**edit** here’s another test. i am still a left-winged libertarian…closest to ghandi’s political beliefs and a polar opposite of george w. bush. entertaining! warning: that test has big words. 
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