Monthly Archives: February 2006

Zapped

The Zeno Zit Zapper was delivered today! This is probably the first time in my entire life I wish I had a pimple brewing so I could ZAP IT! As it is, my face is pretty clear. Oh well!

Last night I had the craziest dreams. I dreamt I was in an episode of 24 but it wasn’t just 24. There were elements of a Fellini movie, The Towering Inferno, and the Batman TV series. It was so cool but it’s completely indescribable.

Lemon Crisp Cookies

1 package (18.25) lemon cake mix
1 cup crisp Rice Krispies cereal
1 teaspoon grated lemon peel
1/2 cup butter, melted
1 egg, beaten
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

In a large bowl combine the cake mix, Rice Krispies and grated lemon peel.
Add the butter and egg and mix well. The dough will be crumbly.
Shape dough into 1-inch balls and place 2 inches apart on ungreased cookie
sheets. Bake at 350 degrees for 10-12 minutes or until set. Allow cookies
to cool on cookie sheets for 5 minutes. Use a spatula to remove cookies
from cookie sheets and place on wire racks to cool completely.
Yield: 3 1/2 dozen cookies.

These Lemon Crisp cookies are great! Very lemony and refreshing with a nice crunch. Perfect for summer or when you are dreaming of summer. My only deviation from the recipe is that I used lemon cake mix that contained pudding. Oh, and I threw in a couple drops of water because the dough was really, really dry. The cookies were very soft when they came out of the oven and at first I wondered if I should bake them longer but the edges were getting brown so I took them out. Once they cooled they became nice and crisp.

Wonderment

Lisa came into my bedroom right before leaving for work.
“Look Donna! I’m dressed like Stevie Wonder!”
“Huh?”
She wore a black tiered skirt with black slouchy boots. She spun in a circle and began to sing, “I climbed a mountain and I turned around!”
“Lisa, that’s not Stevie Wonder, that’s Stevie Nicks.”
“Same thing.”
“No, not at all.”

Today’s Lesson:
wonder.jpg Stevie WONDER

nicks.jpg Stevie NICKS

ISS RULES

When my backlight went out, my stomach sank. I don’t need anymore big ticket items! Without a doubt an inverter would set me back 500.00, I figured. Toshiba gave me the name of a nearby company that could do the no longer warranted repair. I took my laptop to ISS Solutions and the onsite tech said it was definitely the backlight and he ordered the part. When the part came in a few days later, he gave me a call and told me to bring back my laptop. This morning, I brought the laptop in and the guy did the repair while I waited. When he finished, he showed me how the screen once again lights up and he asked for 75.00! That’s all! I am beside myself in joy! THANK YOU ISS SOLUTIONS!

FINI

I signed the severance agreement and sent it back yesterday. I also submitted the unemployment application. I am now completely and utterly free from my ex-company. Yesterday I truly started my job search. I had been doing a little here and there but yesterday I really dove in head first. I talked to recruiters and poured through job Web sites. The real issue I see is being able to differentiate the real jobs from the crap. Let me tell you, there is a lot of crap out there.

All will be fine.

Jean Cocteau’s Orphic Trilogy

The Blood of a Poet
A factory chimney starts to collapse. A young poet in a room sketching a series of faces is shocked when the mouth of one of the faces comes alive. The poet rubs off the mouth on to his hand. After an erotic interlude with the transplanted mouth, the young poet wipes the mouth on to a statue, which then comes to life and forces the poet to walk within a mirror in the room, which leads to the corridor of a mysterious hotel. After witnessing a number of shocking scenes in the hotel, the poet is forced to commit ritual suicide. Crowned in laurel leaves, the now resurrected poet flees the mirror, destroys the statue, and becomes a statue himself. In a courtyard, a group of schoolboys stage a snowball fight. One of the boys is killed with a snowball which has a rock hidden in its center. The poet, now a society cardsharp, plays a game of cards in which he cheats and loses. In disgrace, he again shoots himself in the head. A glittering group of celebrities watch these events, and applaud the suicide. The woman with whom he had been playing tears up the cards, leaves the courtyard, and is finally seen in an improvised coffin, residing in the state of the “mortal tedium of immortality.” The factory chimney collapses entirely; the entire film has thus taken place in an instant.

Testament of Orpheus
Outside time and reality, the experiences of a poet. The judgement of the young poet by Heurtebise and the Princess, the Gypsies, the palace of Pallas Athena, the spear of the Goddess which pierces the poet’s heart, the temptation of the Sphinx, the flight of Oedipus and the final Assumption.

Lolly

I ended up just going to bed. I had terrific dreams about Isaac Mizrahi! He was helping me pull together outfits and he promised to make me a beautiful dress that I could wear anywhere! The only outfit I actually remember him showing me was a white t-shirt with jeans and a motorcycle jacket. Doesn’t sound very Mizrahi or feminine.

Last night that “Informational Meeting” was rather silly. I drove all the way to Chalfont and found myself the lone sucker in a large room with a table full of snacks and sodas. An old fat man took me through a PowerPoint presentation. He said after a 2-year training program I could be an agent! I feel I already put in 10 years with one company, I shouldn’t have to start at the lowest rung at another company. I also think he wasn’t quite aware of my age. He asked me, “So what types of activities were you involved in during college?” My answer, “That was 10 years ago, how about instead I tell you about the Customer Service department I ran last year.” At least it got me out of the house and I am trying– which is better than sitting home all day, eating cornchips and… (If you were a Kids in the Hall fan, you should remember the next word)

My BMI is 19.5. I think Dannon Activia Pro is to blame.

UPDATE
BMI does not stand for Bowel Movement Index! It stands for Body Mass Index which is an estimation of body fat based on height and weight. Goodness! You people have such filthy minds!