Big Brother continued....

The car is back. I'm scared someone hold me.

Big Brother is watching (insert creepy music is here)

so two days after I post about the car that sits on the road on my way to work and the misspelled sign, guess what? Yup, they're gone. The car was gone Monday morning (I've been waiting to see if it came back). The sign got removed sometime mid-week. Someone important must be reading my blog. Maybe I stumbled onto some super top-secret government conspiracy. I'll have to check my car before I get in it from now on, make sure they aren't gonna try and off me.

What Kind of Girlfriend are You? The perfect girlfriend you love to just hang with your boyfriend and his friends. you don't mind being around guys, infact i bet that most of your friends are guys. your boyfriend should be comfortable with you being around all of his friends because he knows that you can take care of yourself and are very loyal to his love.

pretty accurate I'd say. I dunno, Daniel what do you think?

you know what.....

nevermind, I'm better now.

The Daily Commute

The only bad part about my new job is all the driving I have to do. I teach in Newport Beach in the mornings (a 20-30 minutes drive south from my house), then drive to Santa Ana to teach in the afternoon/evenings (a 20 minutes drive north from my house). This week has offered some interesting observations.....

On my way south, I drive past the UCI campus (Universit of California, Irvine). I've noticed the same blue station wagon parked on the side of the road everyday. In fact, I recall it being there three years ago when I taught there before. Now, in Irvine, cars don't just sit on the side of the roads for years to rot. You can get a ticket for leaving a car more than three days. Besides, it's not rotting, it's in pretty good shape. It's also not a streeet you'd park on. There's a field and drainage ditch next to it and a hill across the street leading up to a walled off apartment complex. My thoughts are that it's part of some university observation thing but I have no idea what the heck it could be observing. The car is always in the exact same place, but it doesn't look like it's been abandoned.

On my way home yesterday I noticed a screw-up that left me sitting in my car howling with laughter the rest of the way home. The major street by my house is Bryan. They've been doing construction on one of the other major roads that interesects it because of all the new housng developments going up. In Irvine, they like to post little signs telling you the name of the street you're approaching about 50 feet ahead of time or so. They just put up a new one for Bryan. However, the new sign says the street is Brian. Hehe. Well, I found it funny.

One last thng, and this part sucks. When I was in Oklahoma, even when I was working full time, I was filling my gas tank about every two weeks, sometimes even only once a month at about $1.40 a gal. or so. I stopped for gas on Monday morning on my way to work and paid $2.15 a gal. I had to fill it up again last night. This sucks.

But, I made it through my first week back at work. I'm tired and sore and I'm losing my voice but I love it and wouldn't trade my job for anything. Except maybe not working at all, but then I'd be bored. Maybe just teaching jazz...or maybe just...nevermind.

who says blogs are useless?

woohoo! I got my super cool cake pan back!!!!!!!

Yay Daniel read my last post and brought my pan with him when he visited me this weekend. I knew I left it somewhere in Oklahoma.

I took baby on her first trip to the zoo on Sunday. We went to the San Diego Zoo. I forgot how big it is! We were there for about 4 hours and barely saw half.

I also saw "What the Bleep Do We Know." Very interesting. Who would have thought that a movie about quantum physics would be interesting? I was pretty fascinated by the one talking head who kept rubbing his fingers together in a very mad-scientist/rob_church kind of way. I couldn't take my eyes off it! Another one kept talking with his teeth together the whole time. I got enthralled watching to see if he would ever speak normally. He didn't.

It all seemed very esoteric and over my head and somewhat beleivable until they showed the credentials of the talking heads at the end. Most of them were very cool, Stanford, Harvard, Yale and whatnot. Except for the cult leader from Washington and the chiropractor. Yes, that's right, a cult leader and a chiropractor talking about quantum physics. Yeah, I don't get it either.

Most of the movie was pretty over my head and not very believable, but they did make one interesting point: Our emotions are triggered/controlled by peptides produced by our brains. The more you feel a certain emotion, the more your brain produces that peptide and the more responsive your body becomes to it. Basically, you become addicted to that emotion and have to get a "high" off it more and more often. I've seen this happen in people I know often eough to give it some credit.

That got me thinking about whether there's any emotion I'm addicted to. Sadly, I can't think of any which leads me to think that I'm addicted to a lack of emotion. I have a really hard time getting myself excited about things and feeling very emotional at all. Aside from when I was pregnant, I have a really hard time recalling instances where I felt very emotional about something. It's not an everyday thing for me. Sometimes it worries me. Am I some unfeeling robot-type person? Should I be more emotional? But then I think about how less stressful my life is because of it and how I have so little drama in my life because of it and I think mthat maybe I'm better off this way. I don't know. Too much quantum physics for me, my brain hurts now.

I need to stop losing stuff

I bought myself this cool cake pan about a year or so ago, but managed to lose it somewhere in Oklahoma City. This makes me sad. I'm tempted to buy myself this pan or this pan. Unless someone wants to buy it for me....

I lose lots of things, sunglasses, socks, clothes.... I ususally find it again, but never when I need it. I always seem to find stuff after I've bought a replacement for it, grrr. I need those cool locator thingamabobers on all my stuff. Someone invent that, ok?