Woohoo! According to Felicia Day's twitter, Dr. Horrible won an Emmy! Yay for quality "film" making being recognized.

I'm really cranky with a particular group of people on Ravelry because they're bashing a designer's hat and that's just rude and distasteful. They think they can do better? Design something and submit it to various magazines, see how far they get. Rudeness just pisses me off, I shouldn't be surprised but apparently I am.

Anyway, happier things, the weather today has been rather fantastic! It's been rainy or overcast all day, which wasn't so lovely, but the temperature was super cool. Last I checked, it was about 49 degrees. I am a happy Panda. I've got socks and a sweatshirt on (because I've still got the windows open) and had some hot cocoa.

I'm watching the first disc of the Dollhouse dvds and all I can think is "OI, Fox." Ugh. The sooner I get done with disc one, the sooner I can send it back and get the third one, which has the "real" first episode and the 13th ep.

Vera has decided that if my lap is available she must be in it. Which would be fine, except that I like to be able to reach my laptop keyboard and not have to balance it on my knees to make room for the fuzzy.

Watched the first episode of the Vampire Diaries. Haven't read the books, but I don't really know what I think of the show so far. Good soundtrack: Silversun Pickups, Placebo, others. I don't get the broody guy appeal—I tend to prefer guys that laugh and make me laugh, so I don't get the serious and broody business. But apparently it works for other girls? I also watched Glee, and I really think they could have done a more contemporary song for the assembly, but whatever. I loved the "Golddigger" version. I didn't recognize the last song. And my DVR didn't record the first episode of So You Think You Can Dance—sadface.

Time for more knitting!

I have requested that Chrysta bring Joe Flanigan back from DragonCon for me. I cannot think of a better souvenir. Sadly, I fear that I may be let down on this request (though I'm sure Chrysta will give it her best shot).

This weekend has been a doozy. Thursday was a super stressful day, between some work stuff and then some dog stuff. Poor Kaylo made himself so stressed out over his parents' going away that he made himself sick, and as I was so swamped with work stuffs, poor Chrysta and Corey had to try to make arrangements for him to get to a vet and get checked out from the airport in Atlanta. He's doing much, much better now. I just think maybe he has some abandonment issues or something. Also, apparently my jeans has a flavor, as he is determined to lick them to death. Do not want. These are my new jeans!

I made plans to go on a Saturday morning hike with a co-worker, forgetting all about New Belgium's Tour de Fat. So I missed out on that, but had a brilliant time hiking up a little trail in the Roosevelt National Forest. We also stopped in the Colorado Cherry Company store (so much damage to be done there) and the Dam Store (less damage). And then we grabbed lunch at 3 Margaritas in Loveland and I returned to Fort Collins to do a little shopping, visit with the Vera, and then return to the doggies.

I bought purple Urban Decay eyeliner and mascara (and now I want this Book of Shadows business, too... darn you website!), as well as some silver nail polish at Sephora. Have I mentioned that there's a Sephora and an Ulta within walking distance of one another? It's no good, people. no good. And then I went to Lambspun and managed to walk out of there with only a lighter drop spindle (25g as opposed to my 79g spindle -- hopefully I can get some thinner plies with this one) and a niddy noddy and buttons for the sweater I'm working on. That store is a dangerous store. Okay, most yarn stores are pretty dangerous to me.

Today I had big plans for getting up, chilling with the dogs for a while before heading back to my house to hang out with Vera and get some stuff done. All was well until I got home, around 10:30, at which point I promptly passed out for about four hours. Vera napped with me, so I guess that was quality time. I eventually got up, watched last week's Project Runway (IMO, wrong person won, but right person went home).

So now I'm back over with the dogs and after a couple of hours of random barking and general doggie behavior, they're both sleeping on the couch behind me. One of them is snoring. I had brought my True Blood Season 1 DVDs with me, intending to knit and listen to the commentaries...but I didn't bring any yarn. I had yarn in my purse for a project that I need to work on, but didn't bring my purse (only my wallet). And I have a project here that I have been working on, but forgot to grab another ball of yarn. So I may have to actually just sit and watch the show... or figure out some other way to entertain myself because I don't think my hands can stay still that long.

edit: Chrysta, I borrowed your Zombie Survival Guide. Maggie curled up next to me while I was reading it, and then Kaylo got bored and laid half on me and Maggie and kept his back legs on the floor. I'm sure you wanted to know that.

I may go into Boulder tomorrow to hit up a shopping center with another co-worker. Gotta find a replacement khaki skirt, and I may buy some bright yellow cropped pants at Gap if they have them. Yellow pants are so in right now--go pick up the latest copy of Lucky and you'll see. *nods*

Oh snap! Apparently season 4 DVDs of Criminal Minds come out soon. *happy dance*

Coming at you live from the new apartment. My bed has rarely looked so appealing.

Today was the day where almost nothing went according to schedule.

Exhibit A, 7:45 AM: Waiting in line for the driver's license bureau to open, I got a call from the salon where I was getting my hair cut. My appointment was for 10, but the stylist I was originally going to see called in sick, so the receptionist called to see if I could go in at 9. I was about half an hour away from the salon, and not sure how long the driver's license office, but I told her I'd call her back if I thought I could make the 9:00 appointment.

Exhibit B, 8:45 AM: Driver's license goes quickly and I get finished around 8:20, call the receptionist, start driving to the salon, and get another phone call.
Man: This is so-and-so from the cable company, I finishing up my appointments early and was hoping I could come by a little before 9.
Me: Uh... I'm not at home.
Man: Oh, did you forget about your appointment time from 9 to 11? (not as rudely as this might sound in writing, I just can't remember exactly what he said.)
Me: O RLY? This is the first I've heard about having an appointment.
Man: ...Oh.
Me: Uh, I should be home by 11?
Man: Well, uh, just call me and I'll see if I can work you into the afternoon, or we'll reschedule.

I'm thinking the gal who does the contracts for the apartment complex forgot to call me back when she'd scheduled the appointment. She'd told me she'd call me back, but she probably got busy or something. Anyway.

Exhibit C, 9:45ish AM: Sitting in the stylist's chair (my hair looks FAB by the way, I'm hoping I can get close to replicating it on my own), my phone starts vibrating in my pocket. But as a very nice lady has scissors near my head, I'm not about to answer it and put things in her way. It rings again in a little while, and again I don't answer it. Finally, when the appointment is done, I listen to the message and it's the movers.

Mover: Hi, this is so-and-so, I know you were scheduled for an unload at 11 but we got done with our morning appointment early and were hoping we could start on your stuff, so give me a call.

Please note: I had written down that they were showing up at 12, not 11. Anyway, I call him back, explaining that I'm not at home but that I can be there in half an hour and he's like "no problem, we won't start the clock until we start working."

So I got all my stuff unloaded into my house before I had even figured they'd show up, I have a paper saying I'm getting a driver's license, and my hair looks awesome. I didn't get a chance to get started on my registration, but I figure I can do that after work one Friday while we have the summer hours.

And then amazonsun came over in the afternoon and helped me unpack and she's so awesome you all are so jealous! My living room is pretty much entirely set up, as is my kitchen, and much of it is due in part to Tia's amazingness while I was busy sorting boxes and figuring out what boxes belonged in which room and putting together my new fabulous chair from Ikea. So now the big thing that's left is figuring out what needs to stay in boxes until I can get the bookshelf situation sorted (short version: I have to figure out what new bookshelves I'm getting) and hang up some shelves, which I'm doing tomorrow with the help of myras_girls and Corey.

After the unpacking fun, Tia and I went downtown so I could buy a few birthday cards for my August birthday friends, and wandered around Ace Hardware (this Ace Hardware store is actually pretty awesome) and then grabbed some beers and food at Old Chicago before I decided I wanted ice cream from Cold Stone.

Tia and I parted ways, and then I picked up the Veranator and discussed Chrysta's filthy living situations (none of which were Chrysta's fault, fyi), and now she's checking out the house and I'm sitting on the floor because I haven't found the wireless router yet and the ethernet cord is incredibly short and very soon I'm going to go sleep in my bed and it's going to be awesome. Assuming that I can sleep after all this excitement today.

HELLO WORLD. Man, it feels weird to not post as frequently as I'm used to. I got a bit out of the habit when I was packing/moving/internet-less, but now it's just kind of weird. The job is going extremely well, keeping me super busy and occupied and I LOVE IT. My brain has been hurting every evening, because I'm literally not used to using it as much (I mean, it was definitely not taxed for a year and a half).

I've been keeping pretty busy still. ( My adventures in Colorado, so far. )

THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR ALL OF THE HAPPY, SUPPORTIVE WORDS. I'm really excited, although right now I'm really just exhausted.

Some details: My title will be Assistant Editor, and I'll be working on a variety of projects in different forms of media (print, TV, electronic). My last day with this company is June 30, and my first day with at the new job is July 13. THAT'S NOT FAR AWAY. I literally have 2 weeks to get everything packed and ready to move before I start driving out there. Of course, in the mean time, I still have to go to work every day for 4 more days--okay, 3 and a half as of this posting--, go to Orlando on Sunday to see some friends who are visiting from out of state, go back to Orlando on Monday night for the Jenny Lewis concert with turalu_21 (a more prudent person than I would skip it, but I need some C-time, I've been looking forward to this show for months, and I've never seen Jenny on her own), take Vera to the vet to get her shots up to date, drive across the state to my parents' house for my grandmother's memorial service and family time, and then drive back and load the pod. All told, I'll have three full days of packing, and that's it. Obviously I have evenings and half days here and there, but whew.

My mother is coming over this Saturday to help with the packing efforts, and I've already started a bit myself, but man. A smidge overwhelmed.

Thankfully I don't have to immediately worry about finding a place to live, because myras_girls and her delightful hubby have volunteered some space at their domicile. The one concern I have with that is the fact that Vera is a diva and she gets riled up around other animals, but hopefully she will either a) learn to coexist peacefully with other beings or b) learn to love being cooped up in one room.

I've been trying to make a mental list of things that are going to have to go in the car with me (and my mom and Vera). I'm torn, because I won't have a lot of room for yarn paraphernalia, but I am also going to have to go at least a few weeks without access to any of the stuff I put in the pod, so... I have to plan that carefully. I'm thinking about taking the yarn and magazine for the next large project I have in mind (the Elemental Boatneck pullover from the Summer IK issue), as well as the yarn for my mom's blanket (note to self: wind yarn) and a couple of skeins for socks (one sock I'm test knitting, one sock I'm "re-designing", whatever is still on the needles at the time). Money will be tight so I can't just buy more yarn until I can get to my stash! Clearly I'm going to need more projects in the project box. Meep.

I also am figuring out the reading material situation. I plan on setting aside whatever Harry Potter books I don't finish before I leave, but as I just finished Chamber of Secrets last night and will likely start on Prisoner of Azkaban today at lunch or dinner before knit night... well, at least Goblet of Fire, Order of the Phoenix, and Half-Blood Prince are fairly long.

See, this would be a good time to have a Kindle. They take up much less space.

Please, when I lament about the fact that I have all of this stuff with me, everyone just keep your mouths shut and don't point out the fact that it's really only about 3 and a half days of trading off driving with my mother and I'm packing entertainment items like it's 3 months. The yarn is the important thing, though, I'm sure I can find other entertainment for myself until I can access my boxes.

I'm leaning towards throwing in my Sandman volumes. They're skinny.

( entirely unrelated MGG pics )

+ Five more working days until I'm on a plane to Colorado.
+ Tomorrow is pay day.
+ I bought a book full of crochet square patterns, despite the fact that the only crochet squares I've made involves a lot of single crochet.
+ Finished knitting myras_girls' shawl and I'm in love with it. Not so in love with it that I'm going to keep it for myself, but I am super proud of it and I hope Chrysta finds many occasions to wear it. Because sparkly, lacy shawls are totally for every day wear. :D
+ New Criminal Minds and CSI: New York tonight. I opted to come upstairs and save them for another day (and avoid commercials).
+ First disc of CSI: New York came in today (along with Alvin and the Chipmunks, shut up). I watched the first two episodes, and I have to say, I'm really glad they abandoned the dark filter they either shot or processed with. Blech.
+ The other skein of yarn that I won came in the mail today, and it's pretty. I'd post a picture but I'm a bit lazy. Maybe tomorrow.
+ Vera is softly snoring at the end of the bed. I tell you, small creatures, like cats, dogs, and babies, are adorable when they snore. Full grown humans, not so much.

I do have to share one negative thing, and that is this: my mother's idea of covering up my knee while wearing pants was a good one, in that it kept my pants from scraping against my wound. However, this needs to be modified somewhat, because pulling off said bandage this afternoon? Not fun.

Yesterday I watched The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou. Usually Wes Anderson movies are not my favorite. I don't dislike them by any means, but they sort of just leave me thinking "...okay then." Which isn't a bad thing. Anyway, I did enjoy The Life Aquatic a lot more than I thought I would. (Matthew Gray Gubler's appearance with an Art Garfunkel-like hair-style didn't hurt. Or Willem Dafoe--he's just awesome.) I had to laugh while watching one of the featurettes. The actors were trying to describe the plot and kept going on and on. People. It's Moby Dick as told by Wes Anderson. Not difficult.

I still need to see Rushmore and Bottle Rocket.

I've been reading Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, though I haven't quite had the time to just sit and read the whole thing. I tried to read it yesterday while waiting for an oil change, but I had trouble tuning out the other people in the waiting room.

So so so excited for May. First up, X:Men Origins. WOLVERINE, BABIES. And then Star Trek. And then COLORADO AND MARITAL BLISS FOR CHRYSTA AND COREY.

Realized today as I was sweeping my kitchen that my treatise on the evils of flooring, specifically cleaning said flooring, was deleted, and that makes me sad. I thought I could have mass-produced it and begun a real movement to end the tyranny, or something.

I walked to the grocery store today, and when I got back, Vera managed to slip out the front door without my immediately noticing. I knew that I had heard her near the door, but hadn't realized that she'd snuck out. It was okay, because my brilliant baby made it one foot out the door before she flopped down on the cement and started rolling all around.

It is possible that I could be more boring, but I'm afraid I'll just have to leave you all semi-comatose.