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January 30, 2005
Revised recipe
So, I cooked crepes again today and revised the recipe a little more. It worked out tastier, so I made the necessary revisions in the recipe on my page. You can find the Raspberry and Blueberry Crepes Recipe here.
In other news, my aunt is arriving soon, and is going to stay with us until Wednesday. She lives in Alaska, but came down to visit a whole bunch of great aunts and great uncles of mine (mostly in Yuma) and is coming to Phoenix. She sounds really good, which was nice, because Christmas was hard for her given the loss of my uncle/her husband. I'm excited to see her. =)
Posted by Kelli Little at 10:57 AM | Comments (2)
January 29, 2005
This is NOT work safe.
Thanks to a very sick, demented, and treasured friend, I give you Wack Your Boss Dot Com. Here you may find several different ways to vent your frustration and anger that in real life you would otherwise be smart to avoid at all costs. As the title suggests, it is a violent little gig, so if you can't take it in good humor, avoid it. I recommend listening all the way through the first time, and then just repeatedly killing the piss outta the boss. =)
Posted by Kelli Little at 07:13 AM
January 27, 2005
WOO!
I was called back for a second interview today by Scottsdale Insurance Company (Cindy). We've set it up for next Wednesday at 12 pm again, and yet again I've told work that it's for a doc's appointment. Not tomorrow, but next Friday is when I actually go and see the Doc again. Anyhow, this woman was super cool and the job sounded ideal - may not be my field, but there's so much exposure and many benefits that'll it'll be a definite start. Plus, the pay bracket is decent.
Me = excited. And nervous. Holy shit. Because I have to go in front of a panel. I'll be over in there corner now, deciding whether or not to piddle in fear or bounce with excitement. Ahem.
Posted by Kelli Little at 09:59 AM
January 26, 2005
Interview
I'm kind of proud of myself. I actually think I sported a decent interview today. I hate the feeling of tooting my own horn, though. I'll find out sometime this week whether or not I was selected for the Underwriting position, and this interview (Business Tech) I'll find out if I make the second set of interviews sometime this week. The other one could be three weeks, and I'm not terribly thrilled about. The other two women seemed like they could be very cool to work for.
Feeling less disoriented on the whole throughout the day; I think my body's adjusting. I can definitely tell, though, when I take my medicine for the inflammation of the blood stuff. I think that's probably what I feel mostly throughout the day. I know when I take the other stuff at night, not only am I out, but when I wake up to pee or do something similar, I'm so barely coherent it's like I'm in a dreamworld. Doc warned me about that, so. Anyhow.
Now it's time for me to take a bath. I'm stinky from my trainer bit today.
Posted by Kelli Little at 07:11 PM
January 24, 2005
Blood Trouble = Rear Trouble
I went to the doctor today. The night sweats, dizziness, nausea, constant and intense headaches day and night without relief (even with pain killers), pain in the legs, numbness of limbs, and severe and frequent heart palpitations made me go. Three weeks is way too long.
Initially, they did the usual information-gathering. Weight. Height. Blood pressure. Heart Rate. And this weird little finger-thingy-test that rates how well and sufficient oxygen gets to the tip of your finger from your heart. I scored 98 out of 100, which I was told means pretty good, but with room for improvement.
While I was waiting that entire hour before I could see the doctor(she had a patient die and spent a little extra time consoling the daughter), I sat in a room and perused these huge charts. The charts went over all sorts of different things that could be wrong with the blood and what they looked like in slides. Pretty cool. When she came in, we went over this intensive and thorough background and health packet I filled out prior to coming. Did a lot of question and answer stuff, did a quick glycemic test - which rated mediocre - and different blood slides.
The first slide that we looked at was a live, active blood slide of mine. The microscope was hooked up to a big television, so I could everything that she could see, which was pretty damn cool. You know how blood cells are supposed to be seperately floating about, all happy and singular?
Mine weren't. In fact, I didn't have one detached blood cell. It turns out, I have inflamation of the blood... so badly, that it took two attempts at oxygenization in order to loosen the blood cells and see what the hell was wrong with me. (Outside of the inflamation, which is probably what's causing all this shit.)
And lo, a ton of fungus and bacteria were revealed. (Those little buggars were cool looking too. The fungus looked like tiny potatoes with the eyes grown out of them, and the bacteria were in strings.) Got to see a white blood cell killing the fuck out of a bacteria too. That was neat =)
It also revealed that I have something going wrong with my liver. I'm not digesting things correctly. I have these spider veins through my blood. I also got to see metal particles - they were angular and shiny light blue sorta. I could go on and on and on, but I'm a fucking mess. Nice to know I wasn't hallucinating these weird fucking symptoms. Bad to find out some severe shit is happening, though.
Oh, and severe anemia, too. The B-12 deficiency variety, despite my supplements.
In the end, I was told to come back in two weeks, told to go to the emergency room immediately if I got sharp pains in my chest or legs (she said it's only because I have strong red cells that I haven't had a heart attack yet from the inflammation), and received a big ol' shot of Super Antibiotics in my ass that I'm still loopy from. And I've been put on stuff. There's more, but like I said, I'm loopy. Brain doesn't want to work. But that's my update.
Posted by Kelli Little at 06:38 PM | Comments (4)
Congratulations!!
Congratulations goes out to the most beautiful, fun, sassy, and awesome woman I know outside the US (and did we have the chance to hang out often, I'm sure you'd kick butt here too!), Nicola Brown... Who has allowed the man who's been gooshing over her to steal her Zim-rated heart and accepted his proposal in marriage.
YAY =)
Damn. Good excuse to go Down Under. =)
Posted by Kelli Little at 06:33 PM
Needs
Anyone need a GMAIL account?
Posted by Kelli Little at 10:08 AM
January 23, 2005
Recipe Stuff
Ok folks. I finally convinced Joe, who is the system administrator and ultimately the only one who is given privileges to set this up, to set up a shell for my recipe page. It's up, and I'm beginning to transfer recipes over from my old site, with a new addition: Crepes. Just tried out a recipe today, liked it, put it as my first entry. There will eventually be a thematic graphic to head the page, and probably the layout will change, but it's there for the use if you'd like. Woo!
Anyhow, This is my recipe page. I've added it to my sidebar, under Other Destrukto Foo, where soon I will be adding my link to my Flickr photo page. (Still in the works.)
Posted by Kelli Little at 08:09 PM
January 22, 2005
Interviews and Pampering
Yesterday morning began with my ass up at 7:30 a.m. After a little house cleaning, I left for the spa (Arizona Skin and Body Treatment, I think is what it is called.) Naja - my coworker and best friend here - and I had in October purchased for the minimal sum of $40 a day at the spa: facials, microdermabrasion, an hour massage, eye brow waxing, and a shampoo and haircut. It was extremely relaxing, of course, and just what I needed before I went to my interviews.
My interview(s) actually took place at one time, in one setting. Two people from different departments showed up to interview me, and it took about an hour and a half until we finished. They certainly aren't glory jobs - one starts at $24,000 and one starts at $28,500 - but at least I would get everything my job doesn't have: vacation time, sick leave, personal days, 401K, benefits, location (it's closer to my house), and someone who isn't a fucktard for a boss. My boss is a nice guy, don't get me wrong - he's just a bad boss.
I have another interview on Wednesday. This is going to raise eyebrows. I took days off this last week (Tuesday and Wednesday), I'm leaving Monday afternoon to go to a Doctor's appointment, and then of course there is my interview on Wednesday at 12 pm.... Which means I have to leave work at 11:15, and won't be back probably until 1:45.
But yay me. I can't seem to muster the confidence Joe has that I'll actually get a job there, but I'm sure as hell praying.
Posted by Kelli Little at 06:42 AM
January 20, 2005
Toughest Cowboy Joke
Thanks to my dad, I'm spammed on a daily basis with jokes, political foo, yadda yadda, and yackety schmackety. Depending on the subject line and the time I have available to peruse, I will usually devote at least a little attention to his spam email. Especially if it isn't politically motivated. And as you know I like Alaskan jokes...
The Toughest Cowboy
Three cowboys are sitting around a campfire, out on the lonesome prairie, each with the bravado for which they are famous. A night of tall tales begins...
The guy from Montana says, "I must be the strongest, meanest, toughest cowboy there is. Why, just the other day, a bull got loose in the corral. It had gored six men before I wrestled it to the ground by the horns with my bare hands and castrated that sucker with my teeth."
The guy from Oklahoma can't stand to be bested. "That's nothing. I was walking down the trail yesterday and a fifteen foot rattler slid out from under a rock and made a move for me. I grabbed that bastard with my bare hands, and bit it's head off, and sucked the poison down in one gulp, and I'm still here today."
The Alaskan remained silent, slowly stirring the coals with his penis.
Posted by Kelli Little at 07:58 AM | Comments (1)
January 19, 2005
Dumb Grammar Dreams
Ok. How retarded is this? Last night I had a full dream of being chastised for using an apostrophe in "its" incorrectly.
Reality: Its = it (owns)
Reality: It's = it (is)
In my dream, I was doing the opposite (which I never do, thanks) and at work. It's kinda funny, because I think I was working at the job that I am, in waking life, being interviewed for this Friday: Technical Underwriter at Scottsdale Insurance Company.
Posted by Kelli Little at 09:17 AM
January 17, 2005
Doctors and Work Foo
I am taking half a day off work next Monday to visit the doctor's. I finally broke down to do it, but the initial visit squeezes my netherregions in terror: $250. Fuck. Me. It needs to get done though. My body's freaking out and I gotta figure out what's up, yo. And stuff. I did bother to ask Teh PITA (Pain In The Ass) if it worked with her (a yes), but my boss'll just have to deal with it.
In another work-related story, one of the positions I applied for at Scottsdale Insurance Company closed. Without me, obviously, getting the position. 1 down, 4 more to go.
Posted by Kelli Little at 03:32 PM
Alaska on fire?!
Ok, people in Fairbanks...
Last night I saw through the nifty web cam linked to the Fairbanks Daily News Miner website a fire going on in downtown Fairbanks. Big flames. Long time. What happened?
Posted by Kelli Little at 03:29 PM
January 14, 2005
Dreams
My dreams have been scarce in vividness as of recent, perhaps because I have been so desparate for sleep, and pinned to the habits of work.
Last night was different. A night long (read: continuous) dream of being in a concentration/work camp. Note the slash. It alternated back and forth - and yes, there is a significant enough of a difference between the two to be noted.
Mmm, yes. And suddenly I don't have enough mental energy to describe it in full.
Posted by Kelli Little at 08:51 AM
January 13, 2005
"Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age, and start bragging about it."
Yes, that was the longest title to a post I have ever done, compliments of my father's spam email he sent me this morning. At least it wasn't about how if I don't lick Bush's shoes, I'm going to Hell. Hee.
Today began very silly-ly. (Yes, folks, I am more than aware that silly-ly is not even close to being a word. Work with me, here.) My alarm went off at 5:10 a.m. (as it usually does) this morning, and I vaguely remember turning it off and laying there and saying to myself, "Ok self, just a feewwwww more minutes."
Which turned into 6 a.m. The time, ladies and gentlemen, I have to leave my house to get to work on time. Fifteen minutes later I was skyrocketing out the door, zooming down the highway in a magnifiscently dangerous manner, thinking to myself, "I shouldn't be driving. I'm not cognizant of anything... Did I remember to wear a bra?"
So here I am, at work. As I was going to babble about yesterday but didn't, we did triple production yesterday than our average day - which means everyone was grumpy for having to work through lunch and stay late and be harried and.... So Boss Man gave us each a $1 goober, movie tickets I order for our patients, and $25 to the Macaroni Grill. On the one hand, ok. On the other, he should have been handing us money. But whatever.
So, I signed myself on for a three-day weekend in Burbank, CA to attend a To Shin Do seminar taught by an 8th Don instructor. I'll be bunking up with Joe and our sensai Mr. Stinsen. (I think I spelled his name wrong.)Should be interesting. It's February 11-13.
Posted by Kelli Little at 06:28 AM
January 09, 2005
The Requisite Update on Life
Joe, as fortold, as fix0red my shit and transferred our sights to his own server. I have been a rather negligent lil' lady in updates and posts, so here I go:
1. New Year's Eve was a blast. Pictures will eventually be posted. I am considering going back to my old photo page format on Modzer0 if for no other reason than I can't figure out what I really want to do with my design. Or, I might just make it all MT happy and stuff. Hrm. I digress. Doug, his girl Nikki, and his cousin Jared came down for a little visit, and we hit the streets of Scottsdale. Initially we left our apartment around 11:15 or so, and scoped Martini Ranch, but the $20 cover charge without a live band was nigh ridiculous. A few blocks and laughs later, we decided not to enter the Scottsdale block party either: $40 half an hour before midnight too is ridiculous. At last we ended up at Stingray's, a cool little Japanese place with fantastic ambience and awesome people. Ate a little sushi and sunamono, drank some sake, and partied it up with the club owner, chefs, and some of their wives and close friends.
... And a few tools, but let's just forget about those, ok? It was my best New Years.
2. I officially applied to work at Joe's place of employment, and apparently they nearly pissed themselves with my high scores. (They make you take typing and alphanumeric tests, as well as mathmatical, linguistic, and another basic comprehension test.) Sadly, they said that all of my scores were the highest they have ever seen. I'm not a brilliant person; while this news makes me happy in so much as I'm pretty much guaranteed a job here, it makes me fear for the rest of humanity. I'm still applying at the University, but these jobs are - generally speaking - better. Scottsdale Insurance pays more, has better vacation/sick leave and medical benefits, also pays for schooling, and is ten minutes from where I live. -And- I actually have a chance to progress through the ranks, if I so choose.
3. I finally took my Christmas tree and all the decor down, much to Joe's relief.
4. I'm turning Less Than Thirty in a few days.
5. I'm tired suddenly, and going to head back to bed. I promise I will update more. Hee.
Posted by Kelli Little at 09:33 AM | Comments (2)