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Why am I so damn hot? [Feb. 27th, 2005|08:55 pm]
Karalyg
Yeah, you heard me, what makes me so fuckin' sexy!? Just kidding . . . I mean *literally* hot . . . I've felt like a furnace all freaking day. Perhaps I'm getting sick. Or maybe, just maybe, it's because the acupuncturist I just started seeing told me that my symptoms are in line with too much internal heat and either a) I am noticing because I'm on the lookout, or b) it's psychosomatic. Whichever, I'm hot.

Now I have to go wash the knife I used to cut my little pizza before Nick has a heart attack. Marc may know what I'm talking about, though he won't comment because he's a lurker. Do you have a LJ??
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Bugs in our bed [Feb. 27th, 2005|08:54 pm]
Karalyg
I am waking up almost every day with a new bug bite. Ucky.
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The Cats Away and the Mice Will Play [Feb. 22nd, 2005|07:31 pm]
Karalyg
My boss is out this week. Thank god. I always feel like she is breathing down my neck, watching my every move, waiting to pounce and go for my jugular when the time is right. I think that might be paranoia resulting from holding the phone between my shoulder and my ear, but regardless of the cause, I'm glad she's gone.

Kendall Jackson Syrah is GOOD. Yum. Will that suffice to explain my typos?

I'm catching up on Lost tonight at Marc's house. Why can't I ever remember if it's a K or C? Anyhow, Nick decided Lost was much too fanciful for him, but go figure, he really like desperate housewives, which I find much too petty. Not that he has time for that either because if he's not at work or the gym he's playing WOW. Do you think I can hack in and kill his mount? No, that wouldn't be nice. I helped pick her out, anyway. Plus, she has a name. It would be like killing that tiny spider in the bathroom that I named Leggy. :(

Oh shit, I just remembered that I'm supposed to be finishing my clue so we can play test it tomorrow. Fooey. I guess I'll do it at work tomorrow. =P
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I could . . . [Feb. 18th, 2005|06:13 pm]
Karalyg
I could write a freaking novel here - if I have the content - in about a month, and all during work hours. Alas, I don't have the content. So instead I surf about my favorite online community (no, I'm not telling you what it is) and get in cat fights with middle-aged, ugly, bitter women who dislike me for no apparent reason. It's actually kind of fun - especially when other people come to my rescue in thorough and eloquent ways. Then the middle-aged, ugly, bitter women say "go figure, an intellectual being condescending". Better than a dim wit being condescending, don't you think?
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Drugs [Feb. 10th, 2005|07:01 pm]
Karalyg
You know how sometimes you just don't put the pieces together? Like when Erin was rolling forward in her car but just thought everyone else was rolling backwards? Well, I increased my dosage of fluoxetine two weeks ago but totally didn't put together the side effects until I was asked some *very* direct questions. I explained how I was feeling at work on Tuesday - really anxious, almost clostrophobic. And when asked "how have you been sleeping" it finally dawned on me that my absolute horror of a time sleeping has been happening since I upped my dose as well. I've been waking up early, throughout the night, and having super vivid dreams that I can't differentiate from reality the next day. On Linda's recommendation I'm going to make the switch to Lexapro. If it causes anorgasmia though I'm going to be *pissed*. The only thing good about that is the plethora of jokes revolving around the word "come". And I have to laugh because there really were quite a few. :)
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A Surreal Moment [Feb. 10th, 2005|06:58 pm]
Karalyg
I was driving a stretch of 405 tonight that I hadn't been on before. I could a stream of taillights, a stream of headlight, the midnight blue sky, and the siloquettes of fir trees lining the freeway, but nothing beyond them. NPR was playing loud enough that I could only hear the words if I focused on them and I was in a zone. I don't know what zone, but one of them. Anyhow, I had the flash sense of unreality. Of being in a lonely, foreign universe full of darkness from which I would never emerge. It was a cool feeling.
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Oh for the love! [Feb. 9th, 2005|01:51 pm]
Karalyg
No, not in refence to anything, I just think that's fun to say.

I really like sex in the middle of the day. I wish I didn't have exactly 60 minutes for lunch. Foo. Heh, I accidentally wrote "food" the first time.

I found a coupon for dance lessons in Otak's mail today - you know, one of those packets full or cheesy looking ads, most of which are of no interest to anyone unless you have a termite problem or no dentist to call your own. Nick and I have talked about taking dance lessons so I'm taking this one and putting it on the fridge. No time like the present, and in a few months our lives (more his than mine) will be rapidly and fully absorbed by The (MS Intern) Game.

Speaking of which, if you read this and you like puzzles (not jigsaw) and you're not Marc or Erin and want to "play test" (e.g. try out) a few before July and give us your opinion, let me know. We need to find more virgin Game folk.

Okay, that is all. Gotta go find someone to let me use the freaking bathroom. *grumble grumble*
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What to do [Feb. 4th, 2005|06:04 pm]
Karalyg
Maybe I should write here more often. This might be a good place to try and figure out what the hell I want to do with my life. For some reason writing makes things more valid for me. Maybe that's why I am better at making friends via e-mail than in person. I know that sounds really lame . . . it's not that I can't make friends, I think I'm just afraid of being that girl that people try to come up with excuses not to go out with. Not sure why I would be her, but I think I fear it anyway. Wow, that veered off path quickly. So, about what to do with myself . . .

Beef up my HR resume
Keep applying for jobs with growth into something other than Overlord of Admins
Go to law school full time
Work and go to law school part time
Make working out a habit (I've gone 13 times in less than 4 weeks - not a bad start)
Recruit people to work at Otak so I can get referral bonuses
Continue to pay down my debt
Paint my office? Lavendar or pink, I think.
Try to be more useful at work so I can be less paranoid about looking unuseful
Eat five fruits and vegetables a day
Keep writing my book (aka scrape for topics)
Advertise my freaking business already. Cripe.

http://www.calmfromchaos.com

Go there, refer me to people. My first five clients are half price.

More to come - perhaps my cab with a green onion aftertaste will inspire me.
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HIV [Jan. 21st, 2005|03:53 pm]
Karalyg
I found out today that someone I know has it. I'm sad and feeling edgy about it since it was my snooping that produced this knowledge and I'm betting no one else knows (at least not around here). It was supposed to be harmless snooping - I think you'd agree if I could explain the situation, but I can't. :(
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Chianti [Dec. 30th, 2004|04:44 pm]
Karalyg
I had forgotten how much I like Chianti Classico. As a rule I tend to like wines from Italy more than those from the states. There are a lot of local whites that I like, but as far as reds - excluding Snoqualmie Cab-Merlot which I always order at Chutney's - reds are best when imported.

Oh, and this morning I was the jackass at Starbucks with a crazy complicated order. I apologized to the woman behind me and she looked away and pretending I hadn't spoken to her. Bitch. But boy oh boy was my Venti shot in the dark three pump sugar free hazelnut 140 degree misto tasty! :)
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