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25 September 2006

Oh Shaw's, I'll never stray again...

So I have been experimenting with new grocers since I moved to Enfield. By experimenting, I mean going to Big Y because it's the closest. I had virtually no previous experience with Big Y, and I was unimpressed, to say the least. But I thought, oh well, I guess they can't all be Safeway...sigh...or even Super Walmart...Anyways, my point is that I went to Shaw's today, and holy crap. It is even awesomer than I remembered. I mean, I only went to Shaw's in Vernon because it was the closest major supermarket to my house. I liked it, don't get me wrong, but I guess I just didn't realize how spoiled I was. First of all, the produce section is very well organized, much like Safeway. Most importantly, though, it had everything I wanted (minus the tiny cans of coke, but those aren't really for me). Check it: malt vinegar, baked cheetos, pasta fagioli, eggplant & parmesan pasta sauce on sale, low cal orange creme bars, red grape juice on sale, double chocolate low cal pudding, scallion hummus, and Thai kitchen noodles. Really though the vinegar and cheetos were enough to totally blow my mind. I also saw that they had turkey bologna, but I didn't need it at this time. On the other hand, freakin' gay Big Y sold me ice cream bars that had gone bad. Yeah, I didn't even know that could happen. Like, bad. Like, all sour like bad milk. WTF?

In other news, today was a very successful M.D. visit day. I went to Dr. Bevelacqua this morning for my wisdom teeth consultation, and even though I was 20 min late, they didn't even say anything about it. It wasn't my fault I was late though. I had to go all the way to West Hartford for the appointment, and the traffic was hellish. The doctor was nice though, and he explained to me that there is no possible way he could hurt my facial nerve, which is what I had been fearing all along. Apparently the dentist I saw in Tucson that implied I would be paralyzed for life was a hack. I don't remember his name, but if you're ever going to a dentist in Tucson, tell me and I'll let you know if it was him. I think I'd remember the name if I heard it. So the operation is scheduled for the day before Thanksgiving. I will have to miss out on my favourite meat of all time, but I won't have to take more than 1 day off of work for the whole wisdom teeth thing, which is cool. So I'll have, like, 5 days to recover.

Then I went to my new doctor, Dr. Adler in Enfield. At first, I thought it was going to suck because I couldn't find the office. It was ridiculously well hidden...no signs or even the address number on the building. To top it all off, the office was actually in the back of the building. I was seriously pissed by the time I got there, but I tried really hard to not be a B-word. I said something to the girl at the desk that it was really hard to find the place, and she was like "yeah, I know. They should put the number on the building." And I was like, "Yeah, there's not even a sign with the office name on it or anything." And she was like, "There is as soon as you walk in the building, but not outside." Yeah, how's that gonna help me when I'm driving down the road? It's not. Whatever. I was really impressed with Dr. Adler, though. She spent, like, an hour talking to me, which is just really unheard of in doctor-world. She took a full health history, like, big time, then she did my whole annual (ewww) and stuff. Then she referred me to an allergist and dermatologist per my request. So coming attractions: Oct 4 at my lunch hour - allergist, Oct 14: reptile show, Nov 17 in the morning - dermatologist, Nov 22 in the morning: wisdom teeth removal. Can't wait! Now I have to go write those in my planner, finish putting groceries away, and maybe put some more stuff away in my apt, which is STILL not completely in order by the way. I am such a lazy bum. That's the other thing, Dr. Adler told me to exercise. She's a good M.D., unlike other M.D.'s I've had/heard of that don't say anything about exercising, perhaps because they're overweight themselves...? Ok, bye.

24 September 2006

The Big E...and other stuff..

Well, I must say the Eastern States Exposition this year was fantastic. You have to go into it knowing what it is though. It's not going to blow your mind if you have super high expectations. Unless those expectations include soup in a bread bowl, awesome Vermont cheese, and apple cider because if they do, they will be totally fulfilled...as they were for me. I went twice. My last visit ended with me purchasing a gallon of (heavy) cider and some Old Vermonter extra sharp cheddar cheese. Now I can kind of enjoy the Big E daily...at least until those things are gone. And if they're gone before Oct 1, I may just go back and revisit those stands. Other food I ate at the Big E: pierogis, corn on the cob, kettle corn, strawberry shortcake, Maine baked potato, macaroon, Ben y Jerry's, and some samples of maple products (cotton candy included) and samples of (non-real) Italian ice. I think that about covers it.

Ok, what other stuff can I discuss...? Well, I have two M.D. appointments on Monday that I'm real excited about. First I will be having a consultation for the removal of my wisdom teeth (finally!!! woooooo hoo!), and then I will be seeing a new M.D. for my annual. I don't have to go to work all day. Maybe I can also get the final apt. organization stuff done, too. I don't want to get too ahead of myself here though because the appointments just may tire me right out.

I watched the Sarah Silverman stand-up movie the other day, and it was moderately funny. I totally agreed with her that butt sex is disgusting and unnatural, of course. The main thing I wanted to mention, though, is that she said something my friend Gene had already said to me. Remember when I talked about how Gene said that if a guy and a girl take a shower together, the girl is always going to end up with sparkling clean breasts? Well, she said that too, and it was almost exactly the same wording Gene used and everything. I'm concluding that she stole that from Gene. I will have to mention that to him when I talk to him again someday.

I have nothing else to talk about really, except maybe that I'm spending way too much time and money on iTunes. That has to stop at some point. Um, what else? Oh, J.Ray and Melissa should be at the knitting festival of love in Boston today. Hahaha...dorks...

12 September 2006

New Pictures

Here's some new pictures that were too large to upload onto myspace apparently (losers). I'm just gonna post them and get back to watching Dancing with the Stars, aight?



I wish J.Ray would send me some pictures...if only...

01 September 2006

I guess you can call me Ma'am now...audible sigh...

I'm totally an adult now. I'm on my lunch at work on hold with the bank, and I've put them on speaker phone until they decide to actually pick up. As I typing this now, it sounds kind of crazy, but whatever. Me in an office on hold with the bank on speakerphone totally makes me feel like a grown-up. Maybe cause my mom does stuff like that all the time. Anyways, I guess blogging (at work, ha) makes me feel slightly less grown up. So I take that back. Still, never call me "Ma'am."

So I have high speed internet now. woo hoo. And cable. And a phone, theoretically, though no physical phone, actually. My life is going really well, though. I thought my life was going good before...now I'm really hoping something doesn't strike me down. Like a car...or cancer (knock on various types of fake wood because I can never seem to find anything made of real wood...?). It really would be the perfect time for something bad to happen. Good thing my life isn't really one of those depressing movies I love so well. What? I just think sad things often have the capacity to be deeper in terms of content, theme, etc...ok?

I'll have to check again, but I think the weather's going to be real crappy this (long) weekend. I guess that kind of throws a crimp into my life (right, cancer? I mean, right??). I was originally going to hit up the beach as well as Seis Banderas this weekend, but we'll see how it goes. Actually, I know I'm not going to hit up the beach because J. Ray really only has enough free play time for, like, apple picking, and not New Hampshire (or the beach) like originally planned. But it's ok. We'll get there...eventually...Also, the Woodstock Fair is the weekend. So, there're a lot of potential balls up in the air as far as weekend plans.

OH! At work today, I was asked to make a form letter for jury duty. Like if people have too much hearing loss to do jury duty, they ask us for a letter to give to the jury duty police re: their hearing loss. I was asked to type it up 'cause I'm the best typist (and the smartest, prettiest girl) at work. My point is this: I made the best f-ing form letter imaginable. I put in pull down boxes and free form boxes and locked the form and everything. I should TEACH classes on how to do kick-ass forms. But I'm not going to. Well, I will for a small fee, I guess, should the demand arise. I'm not gonna say never, that's all I'm saying.

So my apt. rocks, but all the useless crap I insist on saving for no reason and now have no where to put unrocks. I guess I'll acquiesce to my mother's insatiable desire to drag me to Bob's Pit. I'll see what kind of desks/bookcases are available. It can't hurt, right? And if it's going to rain this weekend anyways, I might as well.

Also, I may house/dog sit for my dad. I wish Columbia wasn't so far from civilization. I guess that's it appeal, though (to others, not me).

I would post some pictures up here, afterall I have a ton, but they're all located on Emily's camera. Pictures from Plimoth Plantation and all kinds of stuff. She's being a real tool about getting them to me though. About as much of a tool as she's being about getting me that 2nd Nintendo controller, which is about as much of a tool as my mom was for losing the original 2nd Nintendo controller in the first place. Argh...