the tundrah blog

it's late and i should really be going home instead of still on my computer sos i'm making this short and sweet. i'm finally in a good mood cause i ignored my real job today and instead worked on graphics for our accessories. much more fun than telling people no i dont want to give your ghetto mag ad dollars...... fun, fun. maybe i shoulda been an artiste, but then again, i do find it disturbingly fulfilling telling other people how to do their art (advertising/etc.). sad but true.

thats about it. i have no life.......

blugh.

munDaye. mundane. i was talking to eRon on the phone last night and he told me i shouldn't do anything at work today. just exist and do what i want. so far, i have taken heed his recommendation. i'm listenin to 50 Cent. my message light is blinking 4 messages, i think i will wait til lunch for those.

this weekend was quite mellow, just what i needed. i spent a good amount of time outside in the yard, got some sun to temporarily quell my tanorexia fits. i'm planting a bunch of stuff which i'm really excited about. it's funny, when i was younger and lived at the beach house, i pretty much killed all plants with in my power. then for some reason when i moved to La Mirada all of a sudden i was the only one who would take care of the yard, and next thing i know i'm planting and buying things right and left. it must be some sort of biological/hereditary thing. both my mom and grandmother are gardeners extraordinaire, now i'm kicking in.

on a totally different subject, have you ever been sent round in endless circles of computerized answering services trying to get something done with no way to talk to a real person to solve whatever problem it is youre dealing with? between my mortgage company (which has now sold both of my loans to two totally different companies) and my unbelievably fucked up doctors office which doesn't run for shit, i almost came to tears trying to get a bill paid today. you'd think with the organizational technology we have today that these things could get taken care of. anyways, i will stop. and cry. at the atrocity that is the business world of today. are we just expected to do so much that nothing ever gets done?

sigh.

what's up bloggers and blog readers?

i survived my 2 and a half days of meetings and non-stop-party-action, thank god it's over. i'm posting to my blog and then am retiring for the weekend. what a long week it's been. actually we were mercifully cut short of a few hours today by the impending weather. all the reps had to bail town early, speeding off in the directions of Salt Lake and Boise, since no flights are coming in. Bad Weather Wreaks Havoc Against Small Town Once Again!

anyways, i'm off to the doctor in search of drugs to kick my week-and-a-half cold. this weekend will be spent under the covers. maybe i'll go pick out a new book....

until monday chitlins, be good.

love,
me.

it is tuesday.

'til tuesday was a bad 80's band whom had lead singer Aimee Mann who was nominated for a Grammy/Oscar (?) a few years back for one of my favorite movies Magnolia. today's random association/useless babble....

i finally feel like things may thankfully be slowing down a bit. we're still really busy, we have a bunch of reps coming in from all over the country tonite and have meetings for the next few days, but as far as my job goes, i feel like i can breathe a bit. or maybe i'm just ignoring things i should be doing..... hmmmm.

i can't wait to go see A Mighty Wind..... I think I might have already posted this, but Christopher Guest's production people called me a month or two ago asking for product for his new movie! We are so amped.... it apparently has to do about trailer parks and such. Sweet!!!

and, to anyone who hasn't heard the full length album by the now-defunct Killingtons of OC, it still rocks. i might try to swipe a song for our new snow movie...... i figure since the band was undiscovered to begin with, and now is extinct, we could probably sneak it in with out getting sued. or maybe i'm presumptuous....

so, yesterday was the Easter Soire. It turned out quite smashingly. I figured out that my house's capacity for a sit down dinner is probably ten at best. We fit seven pretty comfortably, many more would have been tight. Good food, good peeps, it was quite fun overall. The weekend was a whirlwind between getting ready for the dinner and other assorted events. Was also the closing weekend at the hill. I cried, really. Well, maybe not. Jen and I went up for two runs and were over it, hung out briefly at the street party and were over it. That kinda sums up my baditudeness about this place, over it. But, my house is great, got lots of compliments on it last night, which made me feel good. So thats all. I'm tired as ususal with circles under my eyes. Yay.

i want to go here. now.

sickly me. i would love to burrow under the covers for an entire afternoon and have no obligations whatsoever. it was snowing enormous near-cotton ball size flakes this morning on the drive up to work. everyone here likes to bug me about "the drive." "so, how's the drive been treating you?," wink-wink-poke-poke. as in "weren't we right? isn't living 12 miles away from work a trek beyond all reason?" actually, the drive could quite possibly be one of the things that is keeping me sane here.

the alarm goes off at about 6:15, and i hit the snooze button multiple times. when i start to stir the cat comes up to my end of the bed to roll around and act all cute-like, as if in her sleep she's suddenly become appreciative of the ridiculously priviledged life she leads. i flop downstairs, shower, when the cat hears the water turn off she bangs on the door to be let in the bathroom. she watches me do my elaborate 5 minute makeup and hair routine. get dressed. if i'm not lagging too badly, i'll try to make something to eat. get in freezing car, cruise to coffeeshop, leave engine running. order tall nonfat classic cappucino (idaho is the only place i've been where you have to specify between five different types of cappucinos). jump back in car and head north through town and on to the highway. the road cruises up through the Sawtooths, between national forest and horse property and absentee rich people houses. i ususally am taking my time, everyone careens by me in the left lane but i'm usually not in a hurry. or maybe they just see my CA plates and think they have to outdrive me. i listen to NPR, drink my coffee and check out the scenery. appreciate the calmness before the storm that is my job. i like my drive, maybe its that i was raised on the streets and freeways of southern CA and take my time in the car as an opportunity for quiet/think/talk/rock out time. not so bad.

hmmm. so excited to be back in the office. really. back to people who don't know me from a hole in the ground asking for free product. back to stressing about money matters. back to a huge freaking stack of bills that i left unattended. blugh. and, as usual, now that i've made it home in one piece, my body is rapidly disintegrating into sick mode. never fails. i guess that's better than getting sick while out touring the world.

other than a minor debacle involving a forgotten passport, all went well. nyc was cool, hung out with some great people, had some fun dinners. it went by very quick. whistler was great. it was so nice just to feel "in my element" again. a bunch of friends were there--had a good time riding pow with people that were way better than me, sat through some interesting seminars, and busted some serious moves on the dance floor at the last night party. it was cool. ended up driving to Ptown with my bud Greg, then met up with Kip and got to spend some quality time. got home late monday night. whirlwind and exhausting, but good.

this weekend is Easter. i was planning a big shindig, but after this last week, expension of large amounts of energy may not be in the cards. i need to get my ass in gear and decide what i'm going to do.....

so tired.

sos, it's Sunday, and here i am merrily working away in the office. while i am being sarcastic, i am simultaneously overjoyed at the fact that i won't be sitting in this chair again for eight days. hip hip hooray! i have lots of organizing to do here at work, then more of the same at home.

yesterday, went riding for a bit with a friend from work, then went to the Goldmine (SV thrift store) and scored big. Found this amazing 100% silk Chanel-knockoff suit that is awesome. I'm going to wear the jacket with jeans and my Vintage snakeskin Ferragamo's when i have to meet the fashion editors on Wednesday. I'm stoked. Also found another gorgeous designer silk dress that doesn't really fit me, but it was so beautiful i had to rescue it anyways. I'll keep it until i find the perfect person, or just figure out how to make it work. I was thinking yesterday, that while I have probably saved gobs and gobs of money over the course of my lifetime from not purchasing drugs, other substances, minimal booze etc., I'm also sure i have much more than made up for it in my clothing addiction.......

and so it goes. off to the NYC.

it snows it's sunny it snows it doesnt stick. annoying.

i have plenty to do at work, but am not doing such a good job at getting it all done. i'd rather mindlessly surf the internet or stare out the window at my not-so-shabby view. i'd probably be 100x more efficient if they suck me in a windowless cube without internet access.

i leave for NY on Monday for a few days, then to Vancouver/Whistler, then to Seattle. Am very excited cause while i will more or less be working i will get to see my sister and various friends along the route. Alex in NY, my shredder-type-friends in Canada, and one of my very dearest best buds in Seattle, with whom i haven't hung out with in quite a while.

i feel somewhat lifeless right now, just going through the motions. next week will be great, just to get out of here (again!), and i'll be ready to come home and relax by the end of it. nothing really interesting in me today..........

blogger is fucking gay sometimes.

here's the link......

recipe cards for special minds

First of all, as much as I bitch and moan about work and ski town, I will be the first to say that I really love the people I work with. We have at least a few really good laughs on a daily basis. We also like to send fun internet finds to each other. We all revel in the endless archives of randomness that exist on the world wide web.

This was our latest find, and it had me in freaking tears.

posted by group Y  # 10:46 AM

So. It's a gray and dreary day out here in BFE. I just found out that my second speeding ticket (recieved here in BFE-i have gotten 3 in my lifetime, still not one in CA) is costing me an extra grand a year on my auto insurance - SWEET.

But other than that, things are goin'. I talked to my best bud eRon last nite, and felt much less dismal after our conversation. He's good at that. He's also the best analogist I know. He came up with something about a boat and jumping ship or just hanging out for the ride and waiting for it to change course on it's own. Quite right, as always.

The new boy did tell me to "stay up, rock steady, and be patient," not such bad advice, and not so unhopeful either. Actually I never felt totally crushed or that there weren't/aren't future possiblities, just discouragement in the fact that not everything is going to happen NOW. I'll get over it, I always do. In lieu of the gym I think I might finally get in the cajuzzi--it's all sparkly clean and toasty warm now, have a G&T and a pity party for myself. Well maybe not so much a pity party as a glammy movie-star-drama-worthy tipsy soak in the tub.

And the world marches on.....