Adventures with Dr. Lady Cutie Troublemaker

Internet is back on. HOORAY! HOORAY! I’m so freakin’ happy! I am one with the Internet. It is an extension of my brain, of my fingers. These fingers were made for surfing. That’s just what they do…

ANYWAY…

I’m very excited about the wedding pictures I got today from Poornima and Nanu. Man, GORGEOUS! I’m so bummed I couldn’t go, but it was kinda outta the price range! It’s so funny, because they don’t usually look so traditionally Indian. I left them a voice mail earlier that said, “You guys are all Indian ‘n’ shit.” I knew they’d think that was funny, but then I got really worried, because I said it walking around my office, and I was worried for a minute that someone might have heard and thought I was completely offensive! Luckily, I was safe. Phew!

In celebration of the pictures, I made Poha, another one of the many Indian recipes Sunitha taught me. I know Poha isn’t exactly wedding food, but it was all I could really manage!

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There are so many reasons why I love the Internet. Yes, it’s me, coming at you live from Otherlands Coffee Shop AGAIN! Road Runner is still down. It’s been three and a half days now. WTF?! They better give me a refund for all these days with no service. Seriously! So I’m here again, checking on my Bloglines. So far, I found a fine opportunity to debate… I commented on Mick’s blog. Mick is one of the bloggers I met at the Blogger Bash on Wednesday night. Next, I read an extremely amusing Boing Boing story about how people are messing with the new Microsoft blog platform to see which blog titles it will ban and which it won’t.

Next on the list for Internet activities are purchasing a few Christmas presents, paying bills online, and sending a couple of e-mails. I’ve been keeping a running list of things I needed to do online, and it’s LONG! Man, they had better fix this soon.

Oh… don’t forget… It’s Moo at a Stranger Day. Do your best!

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I’m here at Otherlands Coffee Shop to drink coffee and use the WiFi, as my new speedy Road Runner cable modem is, sadly, down. It was a very busy morning testing one kid at one school and doing therapy with another across town. Ah, the exciting nomadic life of an almost-School Psychologist!

I’m going to sit here until I get a spectacular cover letter written for another job possibility in Boston. I can’t believe how busy I’ve been this week. I seem to work 15 hours a day. When I do new things (like write Psych reports using new LD criteria, for example), I tend to take forever the first few times, until I’m really confident I’m doing a damn good job. I want it done correctly! Working in the schools might frustrate me if I do it long-term for a few reasons, one being that I like to do really thorough assessments, and in the schools, they want quick and dirty testing, and reports that aren’t too long. I prefer the opposite, but I will say that having to do it their way is probably really good for me. Damn perfectionism!

They have Sirius radio on. You know, the station that got Howard Stern. Anyway, it’s this 80s alt-pop hits, and I of course know every word. "Noone Is to Blame" by Howard Jones (the Howard post!). So I say that I love this song, and Aaron says, "Isn’t it ironic?" His point is that "Noone Is to Blame" and "Isn’t It Ironic?" by Alanis Morisette have similarly bizarre lyrics… Which reminds me of the worst lyrics ever written in pop song lyrics… And the winner is…

"It’s like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife."

I mean… WHAT?! Alanis is an idiot. I’m sorry. The only reason that "You Oughtta Know" was good was Flea and Dave Navarro. The rest of her career has just been a sad fluke.

So anyway, what I was going to say about that Howard Jones song is that in high school, I have the most vivid memory of driving my boyfriend Tristan crazy with that song in the back of Algebra II class. My friend Malcolm and I were both bored out of our minds with the work our "teacher" had given us, so we were singing and living it up, and Tristan was so focused! I recall really pissing him off with it that day. Wonder how they’re both doing. Last I heard, Tristan was expecting his second child and working in a corporate law firm and Malcolm was some bigwig at JP Morgan. Go them!

OK, I’m clearly on a ramble-fest. If you read all of this. If you get even half of it, then good on ya!

Off to chart my future from the local coffee shop…

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Don’t forget your Cutiegear for the holidays! Come on. You know you want it!!

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Tonight I was lucky enough to have joined in on the Blogger Bash at Cafe Francisco. Lots of local Memphis bloggers in attendance. Aaron joined me and was ridiculed enough by the other guests to actually post on his nearly dead blog!

Above are Mark and Brock

Me with my BLT (oddly, the price of tomatoes is so high that the T on my BLT cost an extra 75 cents!)

Here we have Peggy and Mick, who brought all of us party favors! I got a yo-yo!

Brock ‘n’ Mike (who is actually on a blogging hiatus at present)

Here’s the host of this thing, Eric, who wore a Blogger sweatshirt so we could identify the group!

And here’s me, plugging Tribe.net like it’s Amway, or at least Quixtar!

I apologize for not sharing pictures of everyone. The one I have of Len looks kind of like the pictures of people in The Ring after they watch that video and hear the phone ring. Sadly, Rachel was a no-show. Maybe next time. Aaron was there, but he was holding the camera, and the only picture of him was in that same one with the Ring Len one! Phil was there, too, but the pictures of him turned out really blurry. Maybe I need to get over my fear of flash photography.

Folks, I’d say more, but it’s been a helluva day of scoring assessments, dissertating, updating my CV, writing cover letters, and hanging out IRL with the blogfolk. It’s midnight, and the alarm’s going off at 6:30am… well, maybe 7am. I’ve gotta amscray to edbay. Witticisms will have to wait until tomorrow.

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