Thursday, September 28, 2006

Last week I gave a presentation to class, reading off my notes on my MacBook. About two minutes in, *fffftt*! It spontaneously shut down. Man, that was crappy. The class had to wait while I found an outlet for the power cord, move the desk closer to the wall because my cord wasn't long enough, plugged my computer in, booted it back up, and then started up Word for my notes. The teacher handled it well and had the class talking throughout.

Well, I just did some searching around the Apple web site and it turns out I'm eligible for a battery exchange, so that's what I did. I hope that takes care of it.

Last week, I went to one of the few movie theaters in town that show foreign/indie flicks so I could see Quinceanera. It's that theater located in the bottom of an office complex with a myriad of parking structures and things, and I always get lost there, and this time was no exception. The only person around to ask directions was a Mexican guy emptying the trash, who, as it turned out, couldn't speak English. Through pantomime, I conveyed what I was looking for and he pointed in the general direction.

Then you know what I said? I said, "Danke schoen."

"Danke Schoen"?!

Maybe my brain capacity, at one-and-a-half languages, is full.

Oh, the movie was terrific.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

OMG. Oh. My. GAWD. This describes my ex to a T. And Eduard too, that sot.

I stole it from P'Nut, hope you don't mind. I want to copy the article in its entirety in case the link dies a death one day.

14/09/2006 4:10:00 PM


It's the question I am most often asked by readers. How do you spot a jerk before you start dating him (or her?) There are ways to detect jerks. Here's how.

It's the question I am most often asked by readers. How do you spot a jerk before you start dating him (or her?)

He always "forgets his wallet" and sticks your friends with the dinner tab. She screeches at the shampoo boy for using the ylang ylang essence instead of lavender, and it's obvious only to them that there's not another competent driver within a 50-mile radius.

You're offended, you're humiliated, you're walking on eggshells: somehow you've ended up dating a jerk.

There are the classic signs, of course. Conventional wisdom suggests you look at the way someone treats people they perceive as "don't matter" people -- a waitress, the ice cream store guy, the woman who cleans his apartment. If he's snotty to wait staff, condescending to strangers, mean to people he's not trying to impress, it's only a matter of time before you're on the receiving end of all that irritation and condescension. That's right: today his steak is overcooked and the only acceptable solution is the waitress's public humiliation and immediate dismissal. Tomorrow, you're the incompetent, disappointing moron.

John Van Epp, author of a new book called How to Avoid Marrying A Jerk

says, "Jerks have no gender, the only difference is the package they come in."

How Do You Spot a Jerk?

Other than a wake of tearful customer service managers and shaky restaurant staff, how can you spot a jerk? According to Van Epp, there are three tell-tale signs:

1. A Habit of Breaking Boundaries

Van Epp says, "These include players and [personal] space-invaders (What is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.)" This immediately struck me, since I spent a good part of last Saturday night watching a big drunk guy in an orange shirt pawing a succession of strange women on the dance floor like a grizzly in heat. Jerk? I think so.

2. The Utter Inability to See Anything from Anyone Else's Perspective

The other guy was rude, the donut guy was an incompetent, the Democrats or Republicans (or Liberals or Conservatives, take your pick) are ruining the world. It's often hard to see from someone else's perspective, but a non-jerk will try. Van Epp says, "In time, you will realize that you are invisible to your partner."

3. Dangerous Lack of Emotional Controls and Balance

According to Van Epp, "Emotionally unstable people live on the extreme right or the extreme left of center. The people on the left are flat-liners, with no emotional pulse. At first they appear easygoing, but later you realize that they are cold and detached. On the other side are the overreacting types who are the life of the party, known for their enthusiastic and entertaining personalities, addicted to captivating and fast-paced romances that mask their deeper problems under a shroud of attentiveness and passion. With time and exposure, their dark side emerges."

Are You A Jerk-Magnet?

You might be. Van Epp says, "Good hearted people have the greatest risk for staying in a relationship with a jerk because good-hearted people so quickly forgive, overlook problems, minimize shortcomings and give second chances."

Of course, some of these traits are necessary to keep a relationship on track. But if you find that you're on the giving end of forgiveness more often that the receiving end, you might be setting yourself up for jerk after jerk after jerk.

Another common mistake is love (and relationship) at first sight. "One of the most common ways you become set up to get involved with a jerk is by accelerating the pace of your relationship." Oprah recently had several women on her show who had all married or been engaged to the same guy, frequently at the same time. With nearly all of them, Mr. Romantic had proposed within just a few short weeks or months of dating them, and would end a blowout with one by proposing to another.

Van Epp says, "Only after some time do narcissists reveal their extreme demands -- a kind of 'buy now, pay later arrangement.'

"Once one disappointment blemishes the relationship, the narcissist can never retrieve the fantasy feeling of true love."

Lisa Earle McLeod, author of Forget Perfect says, "Jerkiness is related to narcissism. A jerk usually has a long history of failed relationships, and they'll always tell you why it was the other person's fault. The relationship gets really serious really fast, they get infatuated, but the second the jerk finds out that you're not perfect and you no longer see them as perfect, they become demanding and critical."

The Road to Jerkville

Obviously, none of us would go for a second date if a jerk showed his (or her) true colors before the appetizers arrived. But some jerks can be quite charming in the beginning.

And sure, we all act like jerks once in a while. We scream in traffic, we lose it when the carpet cleaners ruin our drapes by tying them in a knot with their grimy hands, we freak out when our partner says something that strikes a nerve. But, according to Van Epp, "The most fundamental, identifying feature of true jerks is their persistent resistance to ever changing their core jerk qualities."

Jerks aren't usually jerky in the beginning of a relationship. But a fast-paced, head-over-heels romance can be enough to cloud anyone's judgment.

Van Epp says, "Resolving your emotional necessities is the first step to avoid a marriage to a jerk. It is also an indispensable step to avoid becoming the jerk."

According to Van Epp, people who always end up with jerks, "consistently lack a 'head' knowledge of what to look for in a perspective partner"

In this day and age, we choose our partners on your own whereas in the past, your family and friends were all involved in the process. So even if you were all gaga and starry-eyed, Great Aunt Leona was still keeping a clear head and an eye on your future.

And McLeod says, "The old saying goes, 'Think with your heart, not your head,' but before you go moving in together or blowing two months salary on a ring or worse, wasting seven years of your life with a loser, try ignoring your heart and taking your brain out for a spin."

Dr. Molly Barrow, author of Matchlines: A Revolutionary New Way of Looking at Relationships and Making the Right Choices in Love says, "Listen to your girlfriends! Better yet, listen your mom! Another source to turn to are your kids. Your children are very sensitive, and although they will not always like all the new men (or women) in your life, they will really hate someone who is a jerk."

According to Van Epp, there are five universal human bonding dynamics: Know, trust, rely, commit and sex. He suggests that "you should never go farther in one bonding dynamic than you have gone in the previous."

In other words, don't go swinging naked from a trapeze on the third date if the rest of the categories are still stuck in "Hi, nice to meet you." And don't fall in love with someone you barely know. Balance in all five categories is key.

Welcome to Jerks Anonymous. Can a Jerk be Reformed?

According to Van Epp, usually not. He says, "No matter how many times they have been confronted by you or others, they still persist in their hurtful pattern. If it is possible to reform a jerk, it will almost always require a major life crisis or life-transforming event, but the longer the track record, the lower the likelihood for improvement."

So, unless he gets struck by lightning or abducted by aliens, the jerk is probably here to stay.

Dating Expert Lisa Daily is the author of Stop Getting Dumped!


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Friday, September 22, 2006

Man, this would be so cool! It would be perfect for me, someone who has no horizontal space and needs to keep fish in an environment safe from the cats.

But $450?!?! That's criminal! Bite me!

Saturday, September 16, 2006

I'm somewhat dismayed to see the return of skin-tight jeans. I remember wearing them in high school, jeans so tight that they pressed on your stomach all day and gave you gas. Dude. There's no way I'll ever wear those again. I'm afraid Levi's 501's are it for me, or else cargo pants.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Ah. Sadie did write back. Turns out she was out of town on business. Well, that's cool. Now I feel silly for fussing. I admit, I have an abandonment complex. I had a shrink say as much (not to my face, but written in my file).

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Alright, here's the thing. In fifth and sixth grades, I used to hang around with a girl named Sadie, who was my age and lived on my street. We got along well overall, although we got into a couple of spats like kids will do. After sixth grade she moved and we wrote faithfully for a couple of years until it kinda died off. Even so, I've wondered about her often over the years.

Well, surprise of surprises, a few weeks ago she writes me! She tells me a brief history of her life and seems very happy to be in contact with me, and says she can't wait to hear from me again. So, I write her an email, and then I don't hear from her. What gives? I sent her a brief how's-it-going email today and still no reply. Have I offended her somehow?

Why does this always happen to me? I mean, Liz contacted me and then, after I replied I never heard back. Do I smell bad? What?

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Stolen from Wil Wheaten's blog:

A guy walks into a bar, and orders six shots. The bartender pours them, and he slams them back as fast as he can.

"Woah, buddy!" The bartender says, "why are you drinking so fast?"

"You'd be drinking fast too, if you had what I have," the guy says, gravely.

"Oh," the bartender says, "what do you have?"

"Seventy-five cents."


Hehehehehehe.

I loved Stand by Me. However, I wasn't a huge fan of Wesley Crusher. Nevertheless, I'm enjoying reading Wheaton's blog; I think he's a talented writer.

I'm going over to Bro's house today to visit with him and Niecey. SIL is at a ball game. I'm going to have to ask Bro, what gives? Why am I only invited when SIL is away? And I don't care if I'm stepping in it, either.

Oh, let me show you a Blythe pic:

The poor girl no longer looks like that--I've scalped her. She'll be my first customization project. Matte face, new eye chips, new lashes, new makeup, and new hair. She's going to be a platinum. I plan to do another Blythe in emulation of Hollywood, who's too expensive to buy.

Oh, oh, and guess what? I saw Shay at school the other day. I was somewhat surprised, as it was in the English building and she's not an English major. Additionally, I thought she might have graduated by now. Anyway. She looked about the same, although there wasn't time for an inspection. We just passed each other in the crowded hallway. I said, "how's it going," and she said, "hey, Newpeep," and that was it. I don't guess I hold her in ill will, but I don't miss her.

Friday, September 08, 2006

I'm baaaaa-aaaaack! My DSL modem crapped out and I got the replacement today. Thank gawd. Going to catch a movie since I took a shower today and I don't want it to go to waste. Later.


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