( ack )
Edit: I guess we'll be making the trip to Buffalo and back tonight to drop him off, after his open house, and after picking mechanchaos up from work. This makes the appointment in the morning much more bearable, but it keeps the stress on stressing tonight. Tomorrow afternoon I'm likely going to take a nice long bath, and slather myself in Chrysanthemum Moon. Yay for mostly-natural highs.
Right after Aidan got on the bus, I called my mom to ask her if my suspicions were correct. She said yes. I asked if it was the medical stuff last week that did it. She thought I very likely right. She said it had only been a few days, and she reassured me that she doesn't let him drive like that. (I think it's more likely that she doesn't let him drive like that when Aidan or anyone else is in the car. If he heads out alone, I doubt she could stop him.) She made a comment that she thinks he rewards himself for not drinking by drinking. I said that's like someone rewarding a diet by going out on a binge. She agreed.
I told her about my nightmare and said that I know it's just a dream. She apologized that it's having such an effect on me and asked that I try not to worry. I asked her to keep me updated. She said she would.
I know it was just a dream, but so much has actually happened like that. The real stuff was not in those exact words, but those words are what come out of it into my head. The sick part is that alcohol acts like a truth serum on me. So it's hard not to think of his drunken words as the underlying current of his psyche coming out.
Today I went to Brueggers Bagels for the first time. Unfortunatly, I'm coming away from it with more cynicism about how companies rip off their customers.
( A little background... )
So, I stand back and scan the menu. I know I'm interested in a sandwich, since I've been walking and havn't had much today. I like the idea of a meat and vegetable to go along with my bagel. I can tell them to hold the cream cheese, since that stuff vaguely reminds me of mayo. I mean, I eat it - rarely - but that's a recent phenomenon. I grew up slathering my bagels with butter or some butter-like spread.
Then a menu item catches my eye. Chicken Fajita Sandwich, more specifically "chunks of grilled chicken". My mouth waters picturing small cubes or strips of marinated chicken, some with little burn marks on them from the cooking. I order it, making sure to leave in the part about no cream cheese. Then I watch with horror as he picks up a scoop and places a huge dollop of chicken salad on my sun-dried tomato bagel. I hasten to ask him whether it has mayo in it. He assures me it does not, and points to the other bin with "chicken salad" in it. He calls the stuff on my bagel "dry chicken salad". That heap of scooped meat reminds me of every greying cafeteria I've ever been in. It is only one step away from being chicken salad with mayo. Its consistency has more in common with canned tuna than with grilled anything.
Maybe it's just me, but I'm having difficulty getting over the discrepancy between the menu description and what I got.
Yes, I ate the thing. Yes, it was edible. I didn't gag. It didn't taste yucky. But it bears very, very little resemblance to chicken fajitas. I had trouble not thinking about mayonnaise while I was eating it. Getting a customer in the mood for one kind of item and serving up that cheap facsimile creates a disharmonious experience. How much profit would they lose by putting the real thing in there? Aren't fajitas all about marinated and grilled meat, peppers, and onions? Jalapeno cream cheese and tomato relish does not turn "dry chicken salad" into "chunks of grilled chicken", not even with fresh sliced peppers, onions and lettuce. I doubt it would harm their profit margins much to keep a small, warm bin of pre-made "fajita filler" around.
I found a comment page on their website and have posted an abridged version of this rant.
Generally I like to let things like this go. Posting about it will help with that. I don't like false advertising, though. I don't like feeling like I've been taken for a ride, and I certainly don't want others to be taken for the same ride I have - if I can help it.
On a much more positive note, I got out of the house and into the sun today! dawnstar and I went window-shopping around Monroe. We did go inside too, but I was good and didn't buy anything. Not even in Archimage. It was a great walk, and it was my first major venture out and about since our automobile went caput. Thank you thank you thank you to dawnstar for the ride home too!
Equally positive, Aidan got his homework done in a reasonable time, so I got to walk outside some more. This time, I was not so good. Tops had a two-for-one sale on Breyers... At least I can share those with Aidan and mechanchaos!
Oh, and I got a letter from MCC. Saying that my A.S. in Liberal Arts General Studies will also bear the inscription "With Distinction," as will my student records. Tee hee! The down side is that I need to wait about two months before they mail it out. Eh, at least they sent me a letter letting me know my ducks are in a row. It stops me from getting antsy waiting.
Now the CD player doesn't turn on. AudioCatalyst has decided it will only rip cd's analog, and Winamp has decided that it won't play mp3s generated in such a fashion.
On the positive side, there is a smallish rental vehicle in my driveway, a red Pontaic something-or-other. Also, mechanchaos bought a new cordless phone / answering machine. He set it up late in the evening, after we opened two each of our larger xmas presents for one another so that we would have enough room for luggage, gifts, and three passengers in the car. I'm so much more used to a station wagon...
Then, this morning, before we'd had a chance to place a single call on the new phone, we found that the cats had chewed through it's power cord. mechanchaos spliced it right away, but DAMN, when will the meyham and destruction end!?!
Another goodness is a Zafu, which in addition to being an excellent cushion for meditation can double as an adapter to make the chair at out computer much more back-friendly.
( merry fucking xmas )
Edit: gray_wolf is my hero for 12/22/2005. I have a ride to my calc exam! There was one point earlier where I was thinking, "Gifts aside, all I want for Xmas is a ride to the exam!" A hearty thank-you to gray_wolf!
(Why, yes, I am spamming the exclamation points. This made me very happy.)
I came home today to see the answering machine blinking "04". Try as I might, I couldn't get them to play. One was saved. Another was my husband's team lead and has been addressed already. That leaves two blinkies that I have no clue about. If anyone on here happend to try to leave a message, let me know so I can put the mystery to rest. All the rest of you, kindly take note that any answering machine messages from now on will not get through (unless we purchase a new machine which is unlikely under current circumstances).
( Zen )
( holidays )
( online class tech rant )
I think the only thing that balances this out is knowing I had some kick-ass questions to the physics professor today about mystical connections with physical cosmology. That class is fun, and it goes surprisingly well with the Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance seminar.
I have a feeling the rescue effort would go more smoothly if a number of the victims would, say, cease taking pot shots at the rescuers with their (NRA-lobbied-for) guns. I think mobbing every helicopter and bus that comes in doesn't help either...
( local rantiness )
Noctus interruptus, 4:30 am:
Drip drip drip drip...
In about a half an hour one drip turned into several, including needing to rescue the dvd player, the vcr, and the clock (as well as just about everything that was on my dresser). Something about rapidly spreading drips did not lend itself to letting me go back to sleep.
8:00 am: called the landlady and tidied up the place
8:30 am: landlord was patching things up upstairs
For now the dripping has ceased. I'm just hoping that it won't come back if the rain starts up again in earnest.
Icky drips can go away now...
UGH! Why is it, that Target and Wegmans have both stopped selling flashlight bulbs? It's ludicrous. I mean, they seem to expect you to up and buy a new flashlight if your fucking bulb burns out. That's what one Wegmans worker said when I asked about the flashlight bulbs. "Buy a new one, it's cheaper." What an Earthforsaking waste! mechanchaos and I are going to Herkimer and the Adirondacks for a half-week of camping and prospecting goodness. It's not like we can just buy a new flashlight if the bulb burns out in a tent. I wouldn't want to even if I thought it was practical. I don't see the point in throwing out a perfectly good machine just because stores stopped selling the fucking bulbs, and I'm certainly not buying several "spare flashlights" in case one bulb burns out.
The thing is, I used to go camping as a teenager. Every time, I went loaded with batteries for my flashlight. What would go wrong? The bulb would burn out. At the worst fucking time too. It is not fun trying to find the TP in a latrine with no working flashlight at 3am in the morning when that piss just won't wait. Flashlight bulbs are not something I'm going to leave home without. If I hadn't had so many mudloving errands to go on today already, I would have tried several other places (which I will tomorrow).
Does anyone know of a place that sells flashlight bulbs? I'm going to try a couple local convenience marts, and then I'll try the camping specialty stores like EMS and Galyans (if I must). I just wish the capitalist pigs would realize that their kids' mansions will be built on landfill...
Now for a non sequitur... cat0ninetails posted a great quote:
"You can make more friends in two months by becoming interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get other people interested in you." - Dale Carnegie
( quizzlet )
-ganked from cat0ninetails
mysterious sex change
-ganked from the Circle of All Paths mailing list
Some Rochester city planner must be examining the patterns of shit clinging to the inside of his rectum rather than doing his job. Traffic is restricted at Lake and Driving park. Lake has been down to 2 lanes for ages. East and West 104 near the bridge are being worked on and extensively limited. Now 3 out of 4 Maplewood entrances / exits to 104 are closed. Traffic was backed up for almost a mile down Lake Ave. I don't know about ridge and ridgeway, but I doubt they're better. Good luck getting over the 104 bridge in less than 15 minutes. Most of this morning the cars were even bumper-to-bumper down our usually quiet little sidestreet with people confused and angry that their onramps were closed and their detours were assvaccuuming conflagrations of diseased suck.
I think the traffic has cleared somewhat on our street. I need to get out of here.