I made pirate panty icons and a few text icons. Woo hoo!

Iconses! )

Other items of note (or that I feel like sharing, noteworthy or not):

- Today is my 11th wedding anniversary. Obviously didn't celebrate it, as James and I are separated.
- Went to see Iron Man with Mom, Kenny, James, and Mer. Enjoyed it, although I'm not as rapturous over it as a lot of people.
- Elephants have moved in above me. Graceless elephants. Wish they would learn how to walk without shaking the freaking building. Seriously, I never heard my previous upstairs neighbors. The new ones are clomping around 24/7. Annoying. Might have to say something.
- I do not understand the appeal of Rod Stewart. Can't stand his music.
- I'm out of milk again. I bought two gallons last weekend. Apparently we are some serious milk drinkers. Not really a surprise. Ovaltine FTW!
- I think I'm going to take a 401K loan and pay off the personal loan I have. On the one hand, I hate to deplete my 401K, but on the other hand, it's trading a ridiculously high interest rate for a very low one. The 401K loan is repaid directly out of my paycheck in an amount of time I get to select, AND it doesn't show up on my credit report. Not to mention that I'm paying the interest to myself, essentially, with a 401K loan. Decision: Benefits outweigh the drawbacks.
- I want to scene more. Who wants to scene with me? In Caliga I've got Susan, Romy, Miles, and Sam. In Muove I've got Susan, Romy, and Emma. They're all looking at you with puppy eyes. Play with them.
- Speaking of scening, I'm planning to audition another Caliga character. Yeah, I know. I know.
- Continuing to speak of RPGs, if you aren't playing, are you reading? Why not? Go, read. It's fun! [livejournal.com profile] caliga_rpg and [livejournal.com profile] si_muove_rpg. Check 'em out.
- Need to send out snail mail. Badly. Am a bad friend.
mugglechump: (Jaded road sign)
( Feb. 20th, 2008 02:20 pm)
Yep. Second spam post of the day.

Do you ever read something random and have a very personal reaction to it? Today I pulled into the parking lot at work and the car in front of me had a license plate that said 'LKYNLUV'. Completely unbidden, my mind supplied, 'Screw you, braggy bitch.'


No, I'm not bitter. Why do you ask?.

In other news, I didn't get to work until one o'clock today because this morning I noticed my tire was really low. I don't change tires. I just don't. Make fun if you like, it's still not happening. Becky and I have a long standing tradition of her looking at me with incredulity and saying, "You can't change a tire?" and I respond with, "So what, you can't do your own taxes." It's a priorities thing. And kind of a girl thing. There are boys who can change tires generally within easy distance, I don't need to know how to do it. I don't want to do it. So I don't.

Anyway, this really was not meant to be a rant about my lack of automotive skills. Back on track.

So, I decided that there was enough air in the tire to drive it the mile up the road to the tire shop, since I knew the tires were in pretty bad shape anyway. In the end, I bought two new tires and front brakes, spent ~$350, and watched the last half of a Jimmy Stewart/Audie Murphy movie and the first half of The Searchers while I waited. Gotta love old westerns. An older man who was waiting for his car, too, told me that Jimmy Stewart used to have it included in his contract for westerns that he'd get a certain amount of time to play his accordian during the film. I don't know if that's true or not, but he did play it in this one.

And I don't really want to be at work this afternoon. It's snowing. It's supposed to continue snowing for most of the week, I think. Off and on, of course, but enough that it'll make traffic a bear. Good thing I already have the milk, bread, and eggs at home. Everybody knows you can't get through a snowstorm without french toast fixins. Woohoo! White Death 2008 Part III: Tundra of Terror! (James and I like to make up bad horror film titles for each snowstorm in mocking tribute to the morons who flock to the grocery store like we won't be able to get out of the house for weeks. His favorite is White Death (pick a year) Part (pick a number): Arctic Armageddon, while I prefer Tundra of Terror. Seriously folks, ever heard of a snow plow? And this is Northern Virginia for Pete's sake, not North Dakota! We don't get a lot of snow.)

Also, my lateness to work means I missed out on the Project Control lunch at Famous Dave's. I'm irritated that I missed a free lunch, but beyond that I'm apathetic. I'd really rather be home in bed, or staring at my own computer. Or watching The Notebook, which I rented on [livejournal.com profile] seegrim's recommendation. Stop gasping, I know you've all seen it already.

In Caliga world, I'm excited about the Romy/Terence scene I have to post. Their relationship is unusual, to say the least. Romy's an odd girl. She keeps relationships very compartmentalized. I like her, and other people are starting to, too, which is kind of nice. Now that I have Miles, I really need to figure him out. He's not acting like I think he should. I suppose he'll take awhile to get to know. Susan... Yeah. I'd like to rent her a room in someone else's head for awhile. And one of these days I'll finish my Sam audition and get that turned in.
mugglechump: (Default)
( Aug. 7th, 2007 09:42 pm)
Ok, so I was able to secure the needed cash so that *hopefully* I won't bounce any checks unless the rent goes through tonight (because my deposit was made after hours and will be counted as a deposit made tomorrow). Phew. I'm much calmer now. I still have very little to live on for the next week and a half, but I'll survive. I did return my two pairs of slacks, but I kept the dresses. :P

Also, in re-reading the soccer information I realized that I was looking at the estimate for both fall and spring. It's still going to be about $700 for the fall, $150 of which is because the uniform our league had been using has been discontinued so we all have to get new ones. The reason there is such disparity between the cost of spring and fall is that we actually don't play in the league in the spring. We pay a fee to hold our spot, but the high schools around here have their girls' soccer season in the spring and it's hard to get enough girls to commit to the travel team when they're playing at school, too. We do participate in a few spring tournaments and have Saturday practices to stay in shape. That's the other thing. One of the spring tourneys we're supposed to participate in is in Las Vegas. o.O I mean, the Florida tourney is about a 14-15 hour drive, but VEGAS? Hello, other side of the country? On the other hand, I've never been to Las Vegas so if I can get the money together I'm totally not willing to miss that trip. Stupid wanderlust. Maybe I can visit Heidi Fleiss's planned male whorehouse - that's supposed to be somewhere in Nevada, right? I'm kidding, of course. Unless the guys are really hot. >.> *snickers*

I had been wondering how the team got a hold of two tickets to the Redskins/Cowboys game to raffle off because that is a big deal around here. Those tickets don't come cheap and they don't last long. It finally occurred to me that the father of one of the girls on the team was (is?) the trainer for the Redskins. Duh. Connections are a good thing. Now I just have to sell a bunch of tickets. Maybe we should do that in front of a grocery store. *thinks* Or maybe in front of Walmart. White trash forever, y'all! Walmartians love them some football!

Last night I was reading The Complete Idiot's Guide to Prayer (Yes, I am serious. It's actually a very good, informative, and illuminating book!) and I came across a prayer by St. Patrick:

Christ as a light, illumine and guide me. Christ as a shield, overshadow and cover me. Christ be under me. Christ be over me. Christ be beside me, on left hand and right. Christ be before me, behind me, about me. Christ, this day, be within and without me.

Anyway, first off, I like this prayer. I like its thoroughness. However, it started me giggling. Why, you ask? Because I got this vision in my head of an old Sesame Street episode where they were teaching about over, under, around, and through. Imagining Jesus on Sesame Street was a bit of a kick. Probably funnier in my head than on LJ, but it made me laugh.

Another prayer I'll share just because I feel like it is this Orthodox prayer for the Lenten season:

O Lord and master of my life, take from me the spirit of sloth, faint-heartedness, lust of power, and idle talk. But give rather the spirit of chastity, humility, patience, and love to thy servant. Yea, O Lord and King, grant me to see my own errors and not to judge my brother, for thou art blessed from all ages to all ages.

That one speaks to me very personally. I'm not really lustful for power, but the spirit of sloth and idle talk are pretty big parts of my life that I need to work on. That chastity bit would be useful about now, too.

Oh, and Emmie - did you notice the repitition in these prayers? I was thinking of our conversation when I was reading them.
mugglechump: (OMG)
( Aug. 7th, 2007 12:55 pm)
Finding out that the fall soccer season is going to run about $900 sucks. Hopefully fundraising will seriously offset that cost. A lot. A whole lot. Who wants to buy a raffle ticket for 2 tickets and free parking at the Redskins/Cowboys game in DC? Anyone? Anyone?

You know what sucks even worse?

Discovering that the rent check you wrote over the weekend is about $525 more than you currently have in your checking account despite the fact that you got paid last Friday. WTF? How did that happen?

So, tonight I'll be running from one bank to another trying to scare up several hundred dollars. I'll probably have to return the new clothes I bought yesterday. At least the two pairs of pants, maybe not all the dresses. It depends on what I find in savings.

Part of the problem is I didn't realize (because I'm not really vigilante about checking my account) that since Rob changed jobs at the beginning of July I haven't gotten any child support. It can take up to six weeks for Social Services to synch up with a new employer.

The other part of the problem is all these damned deposits and fees I've had to pay since I moved in the apartment. Hopefully those are all done now. I'll have to sit down and really work out a budget. I'm about to start paying for health insurance. We have been on James' plan, but his open enrollment is going on so we'll lose coverage on September 1st. Once Meredith gets her license my car insurance will go up again. Fuuucccccckkkkkk.
So, this weekend I didn't accomplish anything towards my goal of moving in three weeks. Go me. This means that frantic packing will ensue shortly. The frantic packing will be hindered by the necessary sorting of Things That Belong To Me and Things That Belong To James, combined with the Things I Really Should Have Mailed Ages Ago, Things That Salvation Army Will Get and Things That Not Even Salvation Army Would Want. Procrastination IS my life. Again, go me.

Along the same vein, maybe I can finish my [livejournal.com profile] dgficexchange fic tonight. Wouldn't that be handy? Thank God for the extension to June 1st because I would be seriously screwed if it hadn't been given.

Oh, and Mer needs a haircut and a pair of silvery shoes for prom - which is next Saturday. Also need to make her hair appointment now that I a timeline for her activities next weekend. Let's hope there is an available appointment somewhere. We are lucky that all the local proms are over and done with, and it's unlikely that anyone in our town will be attending the prom that Mer's going to since it's about an hour away. Hopefully that will translate into at least one available hairdresser.

I heard from my current landlord that he'll prorate our June rent since we're moving out before the end of the month AND I have a $160 credit, so that further reduces the money to be paid. I don't know what to expect as far as our security deposit. We could potentially get back all $2100, but that seems unlikely. So, my take will somewhere between $0-$1050. I need to get two windows re-screened and have the carpets professionally cleaned according to my lease. Boo for those expenses. Also, I need to reserve a box truck for the move weekend - and also my BIL's help and maybe Manny's too. James and I made one move all by ourselves and I literally cried before it was over. Not doing that again. Also, need to arrange for utilities at the new place. So many things! I hate moving!

I've discovered that the high school in our new school district is filled with MS-13 and other gangs. Joy of joys. So, Meredith will be homeschooled for the next year at least. I've found a correspondence school I like with reasonable fees, and will get her started as soon as we move. Hopefully this will allow her to catch up to where she is supposed to be in school. Keep your fingers crossed that she'll make the most of it.

James and I went to BIL's place yesterday. They had the couple from next door over, too, and we ate and chatted and played games until nearly 10:00. Lots of fun.

While we were over there it was mentioned that Sheridan, my nine year old niece who is finishing up the third grade, was told by her teacher that she's now reading at nearly an 11th grade level (10th grade + 9 months). *pats the little brainiac* This is not really a surprise to those of us who know her. This is the child who has been able to define 'financial freedom' since the age of two. "It's when your passive income exceeds your expenses." She's a trip.

That's all for now.
Spent most of the weekend getting the living/dining rooms clean. Seriously, that's all. Still have the entire rest of the house to clean. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkkkkk. Real Estate Lady wants to come out, so I've got to get this crap done asap. I can only stall for so long.

James has probably found a place and will begin moving his things out as soon as he gets the keys.

I have to call the apartment complex I put in an application with to make sure I was accepted and see if any further deposit is required.

I need to send an official 'I'm moving out' email to Real Estate Lady.

Work is insane, nothing is going smoothly, I'm ticked at my boss and generally want to scream.

I have to leave early today to go see the Victims' Advocate with Mer re: the upcoming trial against Stalker Boy, who probably won't even show for court since it's believed he jumped bail.

Large expenses looming:

*Potential deposit for apartment.
*Rent overlap for moving period.
*$260 for Mer's behind the wheel class.
*Prom dress & hair, and possibly shoes.
*June is the big birthday month. My brother Chris, Mer, James, and Manny. Also Lys and *Delaney, Pud, and possibly others who I'm forgetting at the moment. (Haven't forgotten you Emmie, still working on getting to the PO.)

Good thing - James will be paying me back this week for the suit I bought him for Jessica's wedding and the rent he owes me for this month.

It would be really nice if Robbie's tax check would appear in my account very soon, though. Really. Nice.

Also I have an exchange fic due the 25th! Yikes!
Taken from Joanna:
<td align="center"> Kate --

Like in nature to a banana peel

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com</td>

I’m similar to a banana peel? What on Earth does that mean? I wanna be a reminiscent of a turnip, like Joanna! *pout*

Taken from EmpressVesica:

How evil are you?

I’m a little disappointed not to be classified as even a bit twisted, but I suppose you can’t expect much from survey makers that refer to Canada as a European country. *double pout*

Stupid memes.

In other news, I went to the dentist for my check-up today. Apparently, it is too much to ask to have two good check-ups in a row. I go back next week for two new crowns. The filling I lost a month or two ago was not actually a filling, but a decayed part of my tooth. The only consolation is that I am quickly running out of molars to crown, and my other teeth don’t seem to have as many problems. My dentist is a wonderful man, though, and he’ll let me make payments if I need to – which I very well might, given that my out of pocket costs will run somewhere around $900.

You know how there’s one person you’d want with you in a catastrophic event? That one person that you KNOW could keep a cool head and somehow see you through a bank robbery or abduction or some other horrible thing? Yeah, I’m not her. Today I fishtailed badly as I was taking a turn. It was very unexpected, the road was wet, but I’ve never had a problem with the truck doing that sort of thing before. In my head, I was calmly thinking ‘turn in the direction of the skid’. In actuality? I was turning the wrong way, making the truck’s back end swing around wildly, all the while making a ‘woo woo woo’ noise, similar to one I’ve heard Curly of the Three Stooges make countless times. Logical thought is great, but if you can’t translate it into logical action, it’s not worth a hill of beans.


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