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Friday, January 30
Seen in a document tonight:
"As provided in the Phasing Plan, Owner shall convey to Town the Public Land ho."
(It was supposed to say "the Public Land for a fire station." This way is funnier, but I fixed it anyway.)
On an unrelated note, I think I'm getting sick. Ick. :( Labels: proofreading
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I didn't get my mail for a couple of days because of the big snow that we received, so I had a lot of mail today. Among those postal goodies were a care package from my grandmother (some of my favorite candy bars and a new candle) and a full-page hand-written letter . . . from a Jehovah's Witness who apparently has been stopping by my apartment (and always missing me because I work evenings) and was concerned enough about my well-being to write me a letter. I found it amusing (given my feelings toward religion) but also interesting, considering how long it's been since I've sent or received a hand-written letter. Interesting indeed . . .
On an unrelated note, it is really damn cold . . .
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Wednesday, January 28
Catching Up
Okay, it's been awhile since I've written anything. I've been a bit stressed and worn out and haven't really felt like writing. Sorry about that. But I figured it's about time to jump back on the wagon. So . . . where have I been?
I've been having occasional dizzy spells (of a sort - they aren't actually dizzy spells, but rather a momentary sense of euphoria and deja vu) for about eight months. Turns out these "dizzy spells" were not caused by low blood sugar (as I'd thought), but rather were actually miniature seizures. I found this out after I had a full-blown grand mal seizure (complete with frothing at the mouth and loss of consciousness) about a week and a half ago. Luckily for me I had it in the living room of one of my friends (and not while driving), and she witnessed it and made me go to the ER (I actually don't remember it). Two days of tests, a CAT scan, an MRI, an EEG and a visit with a neurologist later, I was diagnosed with epilepsy. According to the neurologist, I likely have a bit of scar tissue from a previous head injury that has begun to interfere with the neurons in my temporal lobe. He's put me on anti-seizure medication that has (so far) controlled the seizures, but I'm still adjusting to it. It's having some unfortunate side effects, not the least of which is that I'm hearing everything a half-pitch lower than I used to. I actually spent half-an-hour trying to figure out what was wrong with the speakers on my computer the day after I started taking the medication before my phone rang and I realized it sounded odd, too. Now pretty much everything that has a constant pitch (phones, elevators, computer sounds, the promotional song for the radio, etc.) sounds odd to me (like it's running on batteries and the batteries are running low). But I guess it's preferably to having seizures.
One of the other unfortunate side effects is that I'm not allowed to drive for 3 months! You should have seen my jaw drop in the doctor's office. That's something of an inconvenience. But I can see the Department of Motor Vehicles' point: they obviously don't want people who are having seizures having one on the Interstate. So I have to be seizure-free for three months before I'm allowed to drive. What fun. All of my friends have been great about pitching in and helping me get around (we'll see how many of them are still my friends in three months . . .).
I've also learned a lesson about telling your family about things. I had intended on not telling anyone in my family and just casually dropping it at next Thanksgiving that I was on anti-seizure medication. But . . . I decided to call my aunt (a former nurse) to ask some questions about my family medical history and any history of seizures. I said "Sherry, I need you to sit down." She said "Oh, you're getting married!" I said "Um, no, it's not good news." Ten minutes later she informed me that she was on her way to Omaha to go to my tests with me, and she wanted to bring my mother. But . . . to do that I had to tell my mother. So, I called my mother and said "Mom, I need you to sit down." She said "Oh, you're getting married!" I said "Um, no, it's not good news." She started crying. I've since learned not to say "I need you to sit down" to anyone. So my mother and my aunt left my hometown at 11:00 p.m. and arrived at my apartment at 3:30 a.m. on the day of my exam, and then they spent the next day with me (we went shopping). I have good family. I did, however, get a lecture about "telling your mother about things."
So, I've been a little stressed and worn out lately, but I'm adjusting. Not being allowed to drive is a pain, but I figure once that's over and once I (hopefully) get acclimated to the medication, it'll just be an inconvenience. Thanks again to all of my friends who have expressed sympathy and pitched in to help me out. I really appreciate it.
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Friday, January 23
Foggy Nights
Pictures from a week ago today (it was a really foggy Friday night). Enjoy. :)
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Wednesday, January 21
Update
Hi all. It's been awhile since I've updated this. Sorry. I've had a rough week (I'll talk about it later, once I've gotten some sleep). I hope everyone is doing well.
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Wednesday, January 14
Commenting
By the way, BlogSpeak appears to have crashed (I saw one message from the owner about his account being suspended and now even that page is gone), so I've temporarily set up a new commenting system that doesn't look quite as cool as the old one, but it works. All the old comments appear to have been lost. :(
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There Can Be Only One
Looks like another Immortal visited Omaha a few days ago. Good thing he didn't find me, 'cause I didn't have my sword with me, but it sounds like he was drunk anyway, so I probably would have won.
If you have no idea what I'm talking about, you must not be a Highlander fan. (In my case, the definition of "fan" leans slightly toward what most people would call "zealot," but it's all semantics. Don't laugh at me. I have a sword.)
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Monday, January 12
Childhood Memories
While visiting my parents at Christmas, I went through several of the many photo albums that my mother has assembled over the years, including an album specifically of photos from Christmases, starting when I was one. I was quite amused to find some pictures of me unwrapping my Kermit the Frog when I was almost two, mostly because that Kermit the Frog has been perched on top of the bookshelf in my bedroom since I moved to Omaha. I honestly hadn't thought about how long I'd had it or how many places I've taken it. It's just always been there. Kermit (my Kermit, anyway) turned 25 on Christmas Day, 2003. He's a bit fuzzy and the Velcro doesn't hold his hands against his body anymore, but he's in remarkably good shape. Maybe I'll give him to one of my kids someday.
On an unrelated note, I've been hankering for Jell-O Pudding Pops (the kind Bill Cosby used to hawk) for awhile, but I didn't realize until I looked for them that they were discontinued years ago. They were my favorite frozen treat when I was a kid (although they were just that, a treat; my mom didn't buy them very often). I was bummed when I found out they didn't make them anymore. *But*, in true MacGyver fashion, I figured out that these new Hershey's Portable Pudding tube thingies in the refrigerated pudding section of the grocery store, when frozen for half-an-hour or so, are a pretty good approximation of Pudding Pops. Not *quite* the same, but close enough that I've eaten five over the last two days.
Ah, childhood memories.
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Thursday, January 8
Shell Shock
So Lisa and I were at Taco Bell tonight, picking up orders for the department. So while we're standing at the counter waiting for the order to come up (which doesn't take very long - the Taco Bell in Council Bluffs is very well-run; try it and see), a guy comes into the Taco Bell carrying a bag of Taco Bell food. So he comes up to the counter where we're standing and asks to speak to someone. Turns out he went through the drive-through and ordered food and was horribly scarred for life on an emotional level, so much so that he felt compelled by primal urges to park his vehicle and come into the restaurant, because the shell on his taco salad was broken. Oh, the humanity! So the Taco Bell employee takes the defiled food and simply throws the order in the trash! They gave the guy a new, unblemished taco salad and he went on his way. Come on, pal. Like you weren't going to break the thing up to eat it anyway. And come on, Taco Bell. We'd have been happy to take the "unacceptable" meal with us and give it to someone on the street who didn't really care whether the shell was in a completely pristine state. Look at the big picture, people.
On an unrelated note, I found out today that the complete first season of Undergrads is out on DVD. The "complete first season," unfortunately, translates as "all there is," 'cause it didn't make it to a second season, but I'm still excited. If you haven't seen it yet, go do so now. The page will be here when you get back.
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Tuesday, January 6
Breaking Bounds
It's officially 2004 at the office now, so I could finally put up my new calendar (I bought it way back in October and it's been sitting on my bookshelf behind one of my Calvin and Hobbes books). I took down my Tolkien calendar from last year and I didn't buy a new one this year (I wasn't really all that happy with last year's Tolkien calendar and this year's was even worse - they need to get new artists). Instead, I found myself absolutely fascinated with the Lois Greenfield "Breaking Bounds" calendar at Borders (here's the back cover which has small versions of all the months). I've always been interested in kinesthetics and the artistic interpretations of the human form (even though I can't dance at all), so this calendar was right up my alley. I'm already fascinated by January's picture (it's a black-and-white version of the picture on the right here; warning to people on work computers - there's mild nudity, although obviously not on my calendar at work) every time I look up (I may frame it for my apartment at the end of the year). I should use the gift certificate Cris gave me for my birthday to go buy the book done by the same photographer (who uses no trick photography or touch-ups; all the shots are actual photographs). I spent a half-hour on her Web site while writing this post, where I found a lot more of her work (all of it fascinating). It's definitely worth a look (although again, there's mild nudity throughout the site, so people on work computers beware).
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I haven't posted much lately (I've been busy), what with traveling and cleaning and sitting around wasting time playing computer games . . .
New Years was good. I babysat (which is such an odd-sounding word, but it sounds much less-odd than "babysitted") for some friends and then pretty much wasted a 4-day weekend being lazy (go me!). I *did* spend a day cleaning (I put away all the Christmas presents, sorted through my kitchen cupboards, discovered a drawer under my oven that I didn't know existed, sorted out two boxes for Goodwill and pitched another two boxes of junk). I still need to do the bathroom and go through all my closets and sort out another couple of boxes for Goodwill, but the apartment looks a lot better than it did the weekend after Christmas. I wasn't all that enthused with the snow and extreme cold today, but it's supposed to warm back up by the end of the week (at which point I'll be cursing the water instead of the snow).
Don't miss the new photos from Mars! (Yeah, I'm a science geek.)
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