Just spastic enough to be charming
2004-03-23 || Haggle this.
Feeling: cold
Hearing: "Queen Of My Double Wide Trailer" Sammy Kershaw
Reading: The Lake House James Patterson

"This is the queen of my double wide trailer, with the polyester curtains and the redwood deck, sometimes shes runs and I've got to trail her, dang her black heart and her pretty red neck"

The books have to go back to the library today, at least some of them. I think I need to renew The Lake House and Bitch in the House. I would've finished the latter except the entries can occasionally be so damned depressing, I can only read it in small doses. Who knew so many men left their supportive, sexy and talented girlfriends for old hags that they already had married once? The fact that it's such an occurrence (at least you'd think so by reading this book, two stories in one book!) is a moot point, I just don't need to read about it because, well, I lived it, k? As for the Patterson novel, I just started it the other night and I've been sporadically (read: in the bathroom) reading it throughout yesterday and today. Today I won't get much of it done because I have to finish cleaning the kitchen floor and then the living room (anyone know how to get sweet and sour sauce out of a beige carpet without stain remover? The Stupid Whore of an Ex Roommate spilled her sweet and sour sauce way back when we first moved in and never cleaned it up.) and that's all after I go to my training at 9a. Thankfully, it's casual dress for orientation, just no jeans, so I can throw on some black slacks and a camisole with a cardigan and get the hell out of here. Another thing to be thankful for is the fact that the nursing home is just down the street from the apartment.

I interviewed for a doctor's office job yesterday and again, it's just down the street (the apartment is 1.22 miles away from the hospital, at least so says MapQuest, so all the doctors offices, nursing homes and rehab centers are within a few miles of it). It went pretty damn well, they use MediTech and I've been certified for MediTech for a few years now, just never found a place that actually used it besides the hospital. It's pretty much a Monday through Friday job, 9-5 with the occasional (once a month) Saturday. Good benefits, I can wear scrubs every day and I know how to do the job. She stated that she'd love to hire me but has more interviews and I said I understand and she said she'd get back to me by Friday so we'll see. There was an elderly lady in a wool skirt with eyeglasses on a chain filling out an application when I left so if I lose out to the geriatric, I may have to contemplate a career change.

To the culinary field!

Sorry. It'd be nice though, wouldn't it? Well, at least for me and that's all that matters. I made my stuffed chicken breasts last night and we're going to eat them tonight. I was busy cleaning and he was starving so he picked up gyros at Tasty Dawg (that's the name of the joint, stop making that face) and that was dinner. I still have one in the fridge, in fact. Yum. But the nursing home is providing us with pizza and soda for lunch so I'll keep the gyro for breakfast or something. Yeah, I'm one of those "weird" people who will eat dinner foods for breakfast and occasionally, breakfast foods for dinner. In fact, we ate the gyros pretty early last night (5:30-6-ish?) and I'd only ate one of mine so later around 10:30, I was hungry and decided waffles would be the ideal snack. But anyway, back to my breasts (there's a Google search in the making...) - I mixed gorgonzola cheese (domestic because I can't get the S/O to justify 9 dollars a pound for the imported really good stuff) with frozen spinach and some basil and pepper and shoved it into a slit I made in the chicken breasts. There was a bunch of the cheese-spinach mixture left so I topped the chicken breasts with it as well, figure it'll melt and make em all ooey and gooey and stuff. I topped em with a little olive oil, pepper and white wine and I'll cook them once I get home from work tonight. Easy food is the best damn kind and this was incredibly easy, considering. I don't know what the hell I'm going to do for tomorrow. We have a LOT of chicken (it was like 1.88 a lb at Dominick's so the meat-loving S/O picked up two or three or four packages) so I guess I should think up a chicken recipe. It's too bad we don't have any bacon... lots of asparagus though. Not that there's any correlation between bacon and asparagus, I just love them both a lot.

My big purchase of the day yesterday was a spice rack. Wal-Mart had a Kammenstein 16 jar filled spice rack on the clearance rack for seven bucks. It was out of it's box though and when I looked at it, it had a small dent in the top. I put it back in it's box, went on with the rest of my shopping (cat litter, Vo5 Tangerine Tickle shampoo, big white bowls for a dollar, Dr Thunder, and a chef's knife also on clearance for a buck) and headed towards the register. When I got there, I haggled. That's right, I haggled with the lady at the register at Wal-Mart over my seven dollar spice rack. It was an adorable little spice rack but since it was out of it's package and ANYONE could've damaged it, I wanted the price knocked down. The lady didn't agree with me and tried to inform me that all clearance items are marked as such and besides, it was a 23 dollar spice rack marked down to seven dollars, what more did I want? I wanted five dollars for it, that's what I wanted. I got her and a manager to agree to five fifty. The manager actually agreed with me about the fact that anyone could've taken it out the box and damaged it and said if it wasn't on clearance, I would've got it free. Yeah, but if it wasn't on clearance I never would've looked twice at it. I just picked it up because the S/O has mentioned wanting a spice rack with the spices already in it for a while now and it was a cheap price so why not?

I guess I should haul my naked ass into the living room and find my black slacks in the laundry basket. Hope the day doesn't drag by.



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