For a quiet weekend, it did start off quite nicely. Madame, my french teacher from high school in San Francisco, finally responded to a letter I sent her. I was so moved that she responded and the wonderful things she said made me tear up. She lives in Napa now and has invited Ralph and I to visit and go wine-tasting.

We also took the motorcycle out for a ride. Not, as you would expect, on the warm day this weekend. We waited until it was bitter cold again. Either way, Ralph still needs to remember to do that little wave thing (must ask blaw his opinion regarding that) to the other riders. I do it, but I’m sure Ralph still needs to as well.

Other than that it was just a lot of errand running and me battling with the juicer. A few times it started acting up and I literally had to bearhug it to keep it still. As soon as I finish all the veggies in the fridge, that SOB is getting chucked. Preferrably at a specific client I am working with.

If i don’t get anything interesting to write this week, the weekend should provide some interesting fodder. Ralph and I will be in the Bay Area (home to both of us) and I plan on taking the digital camera as well as my Lomo and Holga. I feel really dumb writing this because it’s not really interesting, but having only one post (and that for a friend who didn’t get my email more than to post for all readers) made me feel a bit loserish.

lifeinbinary: i just learned the meaning of the word dialogism. i must use it in a sentence.

me: why do i have a feeling that it’s a made-up word that has been accepted
by the mainstream of society because it’s “new” and “cutting edge”?

lifeinbinary: apparently its a concept invented by Russian theorist Mikhail Bakhtin.
not sure when he was around or any other helpful detail.

the things one learns while hitting on english majors.

me: what is the exact definition? i’ll bet you a burrito it’s basically the
word DIALOGUE. As in “these bouts of dialogue are not helping.”

lifeinbinary: it means an imaginary dialogue with two or more people.

me: yeah? well “dialogue-izzle” could also be used in that case.

[no emails for a few minutes]

me: HAHAHAHHAhahahahahaa please tell me you guys are laughing at
dialogue-izzle?!!?!??? I’m cracking myself up here, repeating it. It’s
wrong in so many ways. EVEN SLANG!

lifeinbinary: HAHAHHAHA! gosh we’re all such dorks.

the crush comment was meant for you showing you another example of the
using this newly acquired word.

me: HAHAHAHHAHAhaahhaahHHAHAHAHAHHAHAhahahahaHHAHAHAHAHaa

I’ve been going to all the guys in the office because i’m hearing
someone call my name. I’m running from office to office until all the
guys tell me that they haven’t been calling out my name. So i start
muttering to myself that “great, i have a new voice to add to the ones
already in my head.”

Then, my Production Manager is walking by as I am giggling about
“dialogue-izzle.” I hear my PM tell the Big G, “Great, now that new
voice is telling her jokes.”

lifeinbinary: i just learned the meaning of the word dialogism. i must use it in a sentence.

me: why do i have a feeling that it’s a made-up word that has been accepted
by the mainstream of society because it’s “new” and “cutting edge”?

lifeinbinary: apparently its a concept invented by Russian theorist Mikhail Bakhtin.
not sure when he was around or any other helpful detail.

the things one learns while hitting on english majors.

me: what is the exact definition? i’ll bet you a burrito it’s basically the
word DIALOGUE. As in “these bouts of dialogue are not helping.”

lifeinbinary: it means an imaginary dialogue with two or more people.

me: yeah? well “dialogue-izzle” could also be used in that case.

[no emails for a few minutes]

me: HAHAHAHHAhahahahahaa please tell me you guys are laughing at
dialogue-izzle?!!?!??? I’m cracking myself up here, repeating it. It’s
wrong in so many ways. EVEN SLANG!

lifeinbinary: HAHAHHAHA! gosh we’re all such dorks.

the crush comment was meant for you showing you another example of the
using this newly acquired word.

me: HAHAHAHHAHAhaahhaahHHAHAHAHAHHAHAhahahahaHHAHAHAHAHaa

I’ve been going to all the guys in the office because i’m hearing
someone call my name. I’m running from office to office until all the
guys tell me that they haven’t been calling out my name. So i start
muttering to myself that “great, i have a new voice to add to the ones
already in my head.”

Then, my Production Manager is walking by as I am giggling about
“dialogue-izzle.” I hear my PM tell the Big G, “Great, now that new
voice is telling her jokes.”

I’m about to commit a hate crime. I’ve not technically graduated from community college because my credits from University didn’t transfer as seamlessly as they’d like you to believe. So, being employed in the field my degree would be in, it easily slipped my mind when I didn’t graduate…4 years ago. I’m okay with it looking like I was a bit slow if someone were to look at my records because I can explain what happened and, if not, I was employed in that field during that time.

HOWEVER, when the teacher who told me that he wished me and my designs “would burn in Hell” tells me to send in the app in after Tax Day to ensure that his paperwork gets filed first (thus making things easier) after I had to argue with him about all my credits being there, and then, not only was Tax Day the cut off to not pay a late fee for graduating in Spring, but HIS PAPERWORK IS NOT TURNED IN YET, that’s enough to turn me into Urban Girlfriend Mayo and punch his face off.