Wednesday, March 23, 2005

I am DYING...

I'm currently on a conference call, and the guy holding the meeting is Aussie.

Not only is his accent the same as Chase's, his voice is too.

Dr. Robert Chase, Security Auditor.


(Yes, I've been watching House too much and sleeping too little.)

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Pulling a Dr. House

mood: exhausted but happy
last, no, THIS nights sleep rating: D

The time stamp does not lie. It is indeed 4:45 in the morning. I've actually been awake since 1:45.

I went to bed at 10:30, planning on getting a full night's sleep. I feel asleep quickly, but was woken at 1:45 by my neighbor's SURROUND SOUND SYSTEM. Yeah, the same one that didn't think to himself, "Self, maybe I shouldn't use the drill past midnight." I banged on the part of the wall we share and he turned it off, but I couldn't fall back asleep. Want to know why?

I found a new apartment!

It's a corner apartment. The bedroom? Shares no walls with anyone else. In fact, there's not one but two walls between me and my next-door neighbor. The wall? My living room, their bedroom. There is an upstairs neighbor, but the thick wall-to-wall carpeting should take care of it. Also? It has a private balcony. With a view. (I am at the back of my building right now and have one window which looks onto a brick wall.) And a full-size kitchen instead of the sad kitchenette I have now. And? Although not in Boston, is across the street from the subway.

If I don't like it? I have 30 days to tell them and can move out without breaking my lease. Also? It's on the fourth floor but if a corner apartment on a higher floor opens up before I move in it's mine.

I'm so excited that even the thought of the hassles of moving doesn't bother me.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

My First House Icon

I'm so proud.

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Please do NOT steal. I will be happy to make you your own, especially if you provide a picture.

What the HELL is wrong with people?

mood: foul and exhausted
last night's sleep rating: D-

Okay, to reiterate, what the hell is wrong with people? My new neighbors moved into the renovated apartment next door yesterday. They seemed like nice guys; a couple years younger than me.

Anyway, I go out for drinks with friends, come back and they're still banging around a bit. No biggie - they're moving in. I settle in to watch House, chat with Saskia for a while and head to bed around eleven.

Shortly after I turn off the light and close my eyes I hear the muffled "bang...bang...bang" of a hammer. I figure they lost track of time and maybe are just quickly hanging a picture up.

Two hours later, there's been enough hammering to build Noah's Ark. I debate asking them to stop the taping of "This Old Apartment" but don't want to stir shit up the first night they move in.

At 1:30, they bring out a power drill. A power drill. AT ONE THIRTY IN THE MORNING ON A WEDNESDAY. I finally bang on the door (in pajamas and all) and tell them I don't want to be a bitchy neighbor on their first night there, but...not so much with the power tools please. They apologize and say "We weren't sure anyone would hear it." Not that this stops them from hammering and banging around until 2:30.

Okay...people? If you live in an apartment complex comprised of lofts the size of your crotch? THE NEIGHBORS WILL HEAR YOU IF YOU USE POWER TOOLS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING NIGHT.

I mean, my GOD.

Was I supposed to send out a memo?

Tuesday, March 15, 2005


I am speechless. I was going to do the usual live blog but got far too sucked into the episode to tear myself away (plus Saskia's back at long last). I'll do it on the rewatch.

I just want to say - House rocking out to The Who? LOVE!

I am an IDIOT

mood: annoyed at my own stupidity

I am a complete and utter moron. I forgot to watch Hugh on Dennis Miller last night. The worst part? It wasn' t like I was busy (I got home from TKD just before nine) or watching something else (there was NOTHING on). I just...forgot. And I usually just skip by the block of news channels when channel surfing. Plus I was going to tape it for Auditrix since she doesn't have cable.

Idiot. (me, not Auditrix)

Saturday, March 12, 2005


mood: crabby
last night's sleep rating: C-


Yeah, I stole Auditrix's format. She can come up here and sue me. ;-)

Item 1: I am woken up at 8:00 after not getting to bed till 2:30 by contractors installing hardwood floors in the next-door apartment. Not the nice "just snap them together" Pergo floors but the good ol' "cut and nail down each floorboard" wood floors. Table fucking saw? Check. Hammer? Check. They couldn't do this, say, DURING THE WORK WEEK? (And I know they're not because I get home as early as 3:30 and not a peep.)

Item 2: I am unable to procure tickets for the second round of U2 concerts in Boston because two shows sell out in TEN GODDAMN MINUTES. What, are they offering twelve seats per show?

Item 3: I type out this entire post and Blogger eats it. FUCK YOU, BLOGGER!

*head explodes*


Because I can't seem to publish new posts...

Friday, March 11, 2005

23 Hours till (Hopefully) Ecstacy

At 10:00 tomorrow tickets for U2's SECOND visit to Boston (in October) go on sale. I was unsuccessful in wrangling tickets for the May concerts, so hopefully I'll have more luck this time.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Live Blog of "Occam's Razor"

8:59 - I have no plans to blog a rerun
9:00 - The sex scene warning amuses me.
9:02 - Amusement turns to disbelief at the edited sex scene and I run for Blogspot. I don't know why it bugs me, but I find it completely unnecessary, especially with the warning. This edited version didn't even NEED a warning.
9:06 - Hee. House has said "testicles" two weeks in a row. Drink?
9:09 - "I could run home" "No you couldn't." HAHAHAHAHA
9:10 - Waiting Room speech. SO glad I now have this on tape.
9:19 - I could see having to wait a while on a test for sinus infection, but a thyroid test is pretty damn fast to not wait for results before treating. At least, I always get mine quickly.
9:28 - Chase's expression during Cameron's sex speech SLAYS me.
9:30 - Having air force-blown on my naked body does NOT strike me as a pleasant experience. However, with Chase next to me...
9:45 - "Page Dr. Occam." *LOL*
9:48 - I'm not a doctor, but why is Foreman, a NEUROLOGIST, running a heart catheter?
9:52 - I forgot how much Vicodin House pops in these early episodes.
9:56 - Love the pharmacist's expression while House is tearing apart the pharmacy.