Thursday, August 30, 2001

TEEN ANGST ANYONE?

Last night I was looking through my first diary. The first entry is Christmas day, 1985. I was 8 years old, and what strikes me... as strange is I was more boy crazy when I was a CHILD then I am now... all I talk about is boys I like. Well, that and I go over every angle of the WWF (world wrestling federation). Needless to say, I was a bit obsessed. I go over episodes, and who likes who, and who's enemies... I forgot about most of the characters... Superfly Joe, Wendy Superstar, Captain Lou Albano, King Kong Bundy, Bobby the Brain Heenan, Rowdy Roddy Piper, and of course Hulk Hogan and Andre the Giant. (the Hulk was my hero). I am laughing though, because in one entry I am totally happy that Hulk Hogan body slammed Andre the Giant... then I have these pictures I drew of hulk Hogan with hearts and I love Hulk written in... gross!!! I also drew a picture of my sister kissing pee wee herman, apparently we had issues back then.

Here is a Poem my bad self wrote on December 27, 1986
"As the days go by and by
the birds just seem to fly and fly.
They wave their wings as they stand
without slipping in the soft sand.
As they sing and sing
it's sound is ting-a-ling.
Oh how Wonderful,
Oh look, oh look, here
comes a seagull."

Wow, I really had a flair for poetry didn't I? That's nothing, after reading my work of art, I went digging and found my book of poetry (all original thank you) from high school. I had a great laugh about this stuff...I remember being so serious about my "art" back then, and now when I read some of them... it's embarrassing!!! Anyhoo, if you want to check out some teen angstclick heretill next time...

Monday, August 27, 2001

IT FLICKERS

Sometimes I feel like my life is like a tunnel. Some days I can make out the light waaaayyy down at the end, and it appears to get closer with every step I take. As it flickers and dances in the dark, it gets stronger and brighter as I get near. I am filled with hope and warmth at the sight. But there are also days, when the tunnel is cloaked in darkness, a darkness so thick and cold, I feel as though I am choking on it. It's lonely and miserable, and hard to keep going, as I feel aimless and unmotivated. I have to rely on the memory of that light to keep me moving, and I pray to see it again, constantly squinting, searching for that tiny flickering ray of light. And I pray that it'll get bigger with each passing minute.

I am having some personal problems right now; and it's really hindering my positive side (yes, yes, I do have one). I hate conflict; though I am good at it, and occasionally enjoy a heated debate... I don't like being at odds with anyone, or feeling tension in friendshipl. I avoid it. I hate it. I am experiencing it now. I am always the one to cave first when I'm in a fight with someone. It's just easier to get it done and over with and go back to normal. I wish I could hold out longer; but it's too much effort. I'd rather keep my convictions but concede a bit to keep the peace.

I hate it when tragedy strikes... I hate it especially when it's in your life. But it seems that when something terrible happens to a celebrity, it shakes you up a bit; because you don't feel as safe. If that can happen to someone famous, then surely it can happen to you. I am of course, referring to the airplane crash that took place on saturday, killing the musician Aaliyah. Horrible things like that shouldn't happen... it sucks.

Wednesday, August 22, 2001

PIMENTO ROSEMARY

Hey there, Hi there, Ho there...well I'm in a surprisingly awesome mood... after yesterday's dark tone. (more about that in a moment) I am excited and motivated about something... a certain project I am working on, and I clue you in at a later date.

As for baby news.... On my lunch break I went to the Burien Library and visited an old buddy of mine, we used to work together at the Daycare... (eons ago...) gosh, I've known her for almost...7 years. YIKES! Anyhoo, she is due to have a baby girl on September 19, so I wanted to stop in and say hi. Poor Choni, she is having contractions on and off all day, and has been experiencing them for a week now. Her doctor wants her to hang in for at least a week more, so who know's by this time next week little Pimento Botello could be here!!!

Yesterday was one hell of a day. I had a headache, and was just kinda grumpy. My project had not been going very well and I was losing motivation fast. Then I had to go to work down at Safeco, and damn if I couldn't find a parking spot. There were none to be found, I drove around, all too aware of the time, and finally found a space... (I refuse to pay to park just to go to work). Then the prick at the door to the team store wouldn't let me in, and I had to go all the way around the stadium to the back entrance. By the time I got there,I was soaked. (You would think, being a Seattle native my entire life, that a little rain wouldn't scathe me... but I hate it! It ruins everything!) anyhoo, I missed the elevator and had to pee really bad. There's no rest rooms down on the bottom level, so I had to just wait. 10 minutes later, the elevator finally arrived. I got up to the 300 level, changed and combed my hair. I was 20 minutes late clocking into work; and I was worried about where I left my car. (I wasn't sure if it was a legal space, but there were other cars there, so I took a chance.) My time working went well; and I actually got to meet up with my friends Quyen and Cathy (both of whom are going to Europe at the end of September! I am so envious!!!!) I got off a bit early and was able to visit with them before I went home. The whole day wasn't a total loss, It was just frustrating... oh yeah, and I didn't get towed or a ticket. (God is good.) Keep your fingers crossed that tonight I'll be just as lucky.

Peace Out

Monday, August 20, 2001

MAKE NEW FRIENDS, BUT KEEP THE OLD

What an interesting weekend. I spent most of Saturday reuniting with old friends from high school. I met up with my good friends Cathy and Jessica at Cathy's house, and we drove up to Everett to have lunch with another good friend from high school, Chloe. We got to watch Jessica's son Andrew play with Chloe's son Nolan, (it was interesting; because we all played together as kids at Hilltop Elementary... anyway, I digress) and we met Chloe's 4 month old daughter Megan (who is a doll!) It was nice talking and reminiscing... catching up on the gossip. Then we went to a birthday party down on capital hill; it was in one of those really old houses, two stories and really intricate frame work. it was kinda cool; I loved the french doors and huge windows. It was a girl from high school's birthday, I saw a lot of other people from high school as well; it was nice to talk and catch up; even when we weren't that close. I am looking forward to the reunion in a few years.

Friday, August 17, 2001

Um, there's a needle in my nose

Well, I did it; what I've been talking about for months. I paid someone to shove a needle into my nose; and affix a really cute little gem "nose screw" there. I just took two ibuprofen, because as we speek, I can feel my heartbeat in my nose... but I'm really glad I did it, and i like the way it looks. Lori got her nose pierced too, she was soooo freaked out! Bouncing off the walls from adrenaline before she had it done... talking a mile a minute and basically freaking out. My little sister, the girl I pushed into getting her ears pierced at age 17 because she never believed in it... she looks really cute with hers, also; if you see her; tell her she looks really bad ass. She's really self conscious about looking like a ten year old, and part of the reason she got pierced was to look a bit older. (and badass)

I'm off to rent movies; gonna have a movie fest tonight...(haven't done that forever)... check movie reviews on monday; i'm bound to have rented some new releases!
al

Thursday, August 16, 2001

Baby Season

I swear, I know more people who are pregnant now; or have just had a baby in the last year, than I know people who aren't and haven't! My family received some VERY good news last night, my cousin is pregnant! ( I for one am VERY excited about this; because her daughters are some of my very favorite people in the whole world.) She's also due on my birthday, so I'm sending lots of good thoughts her way. My friend choni is due to have her baby any day... actually september, but she told me she's praying for an early delivery; she's tired of being so pregnant.:-)

In other news, Kelly just finished her externship; she is now a certified M.A. (Medical Assistant) Way to go Kel!!! I am thinking of getting my nose pierced; in fact I think I'm going friday night down to broadway to have it done. I am excited to have it done, but honestly the thought of a needle going through my nostril makes me nauseous. But, I did ok when had my eyebrow done so... it should be all good. I am just going to get a tiny little gem nosescrew; I don't want a ring, and I don't want a big ol stud. I want it to be subtle. Lori is thinking of doing it too...

The pump in dad's stomach: big ol P.O.S. doesn't work, doesn't help... basically a big hunk of metal sitting in my dad's gut just chillin. So I am assuming they are going to take it out... we'll see though. I'm not sure what's going on. Anyhoo, that's about all the news I got... just haven't been in much of a writing mood lately, peace out!

Monday, August 13, 2001

WHY I IDENTIFY WITH THE SOUP NAZI

I always considered myself a "people person"... that is until I started working in customer service. Especially since I have started working at the Garlic Fries stand at Safeco Field. It's not so bad when the people who irritate you aren't standing in front of you; but when they are, there are certain moments (for everyone, whether they want to acknowledge it or not) when they want to reach across the countertop and strangle the offending customer. The people who tend to drive me up the wall are your run of the mill ...john and jane doe's. It has occurred to me, that I very much identify with "The Soup Nazi" from Seinfeld. I share his hostility for customers who are completely ignorant to the basic protocol for ordering and paying for food. I mean seriously, how hard is it to follow the basic guidelines? Sometimes I really wish I could slam down my hand on the counter and scream into someone's unsuspecting face: NO FRIES FOR YOU!

Thursday, August 09, 2001

Ok, I spent my lunch break at Alki; went for a walk; got some sun... it was nice. I was going through some old journals last night, from 1997 and 1998... my life was so different back then... in more ways than one. I was partying all the time and completely boy crazy. I had forgotten about some of the people who were "high priority" back then. I was also completely head over heels in love with much of the mariners baseball team. That was back when my best friend Tatum and I would "stalk" these poor men, in hopes of a glimpse, a greeting... who knows. We staked out Joey Cora's house one night, we were going to "break down" in front of it, and see if we could use his phone. We ended up getting lost, then almost running out of gas; and where he lived was way off the beaten path so... we could've had some trouble on our hands there. Then there was the time we stood outside the Elliot Bay Bookstore for HOURS to get Cal Ripken's autograph...he was there for a signing that afternoon. We got there at 6 am, dressed to the hilts; and were 4th in line if I remember correctly. It was a thrill though; to meet him. The year before my dreams had come true when I met Ken Griffey Jr, Joey Cora and Jay Buhner (among others); my dad drove freight trucks, and when he picked up the umpire gear, we would wait outside the locker rooms. If I ever get my stupid scanner fixed, I'll scan the pics of me and them in. Then there was the time we staked out the hotel where the Baltimore Orioles stayed, in the hopes of seeing Cal Ripken and Brady Anderson. We didn't see them that night; but we did meet Rafael Palmeiro and Manny Alexander. We were obsessed. We bought tickets in 97 to the Joey Cora Salsa Ball (a charity event), we took salsa lessons, and lost weight and bought evening gowns... went tanning; we went all out. Did we even get to meet anyone cool? No. Instead we danced with a big fat man named walter a couple times. Juan Gonzales was there, as well as Ivan "pudge" rodriguez. Tatum swears that Jose Cruz was staring at her chest at one point, but ... we went home without meeting anyone cool. When the sonics were in the championships back in 96 or 97 (can't remember) The Chicago Bulls were in town, and were staying at the four seasons. So we decided to go down there and see if we could get Dennis Rodman to sign our bras. Don't even ask me what I was thinking... so we sneak in; under the guise that we are staying there (if anyone asked we were "nieces of phil jackson".) We are standing there dressed in jeans, t-shirts and sandals among people dressed in suits and nice dresses. Then through a side entrance comes a group of people and in the middle it's Dennis Rodman. There was no way to approach him; he was covered on all sides, but who should come in right after him? The one and only Michael Jordan. Everyone is applauding (though doing so with restraint and reserve) and here's tatum and I screaming our heads off. Michael Jordan stood less than 4 feet away from us, we are going absolutely apeshit... lol, then scottie pippen and luc longley walked in; we just about passed out. They were all ushered quite quickly to the elevators, and almost as soon as it started, the excitement ended. We were bummed, we REALLY wanted to meet them! So as we are starting to leave, I look over by the elevator and see NBC's sports guy Bob Costas standing there, and I got his autograph... it wasn't Dennis Rodmans... but at the time... it was something. ;-) I miss those days... we were such adventurers (to be totally honest, I had to be talked into most of our stunts.. but once I did it; I had a blast). Tatum's mom used to refer to us as Lucy and Ethel... and as we would leave she would always remind us... "now girls, I don't do bail". The last adventurous thing we did was before they tore the kingdome down. Tatum and I walked all around the fenced in area around it; trying to gather the courage to go in and grab a hunk of the dome. There were police in the area as well as construction crews. I wasn't down for getting arrested, tatum (she is a lot braver than me) shimmied under the fence and ran in. She managed to escape with two chunks of cement from the Kingdome. We managed to escape the area without a ticket for trespassing or anything...lol... we had a lot of fun back then.

Thursday, August 02, 2001

Man, there is something about hearing the Blue Angels scream above you, that just makes life a little bit sweeter.

Wednesday, August 01, 2001

Well, we finally got a digital camera... and though it costs way too much, and we don't need it, I will say it does a damn fine job. I am actually very impressed at the quality of the pictures. If you want to see for yourself, go to my site AllisonRuth.com and check out the picture of the cutest baby in the world (not that I'm biased or anything), Kylie Nykole. I set up her own page with her pictures; she has captured all our hearts, and we are putty in those tiny litte hands... ok; enough about babies, (before I start whining about wanting one).

Back to the digital camera, I also updated my regular photo album, and will attempt to change the photo on the main screen about once a week; if not more. I am also working on another page to put on the site; that one will probably debut on August 2nd or 3rd. Ben turns 5 on the 3rd; damn... can't believe it; he's almost middle aged. Mom's birthday is sunday the 5th; can't tell you how old she'll be or I'll have a knuckle sandwich waiting for me when she reads this. (If she reads this.) I stayed up extra late last night; trying to install a certain driver on mom's computer for the new camera... I finally figured it out; and got into bed around 12:45 (after working on the problem since 9:30 pm) I was determined to say the least.

I can't decide whether or not to get seat covers with my next safeco check or get another tattoo... was going to get my nose pierced, but I have since thought twice about that. Am thinking of getting a tribal sun on my ankle; can't decide though. I really want hawaiian print seat covers.

anyhoo, I am outta here for today, talk to you later,
peace out
al