Stone Sour...I likes it I heard Bother on the radio and I was intrigued. I thought it was a moving song and that the singer sounded hot (yeah, I know. Hotness has nothing to do with real music, but whatever.) So when I saw that I could get the CD as a freebie from Columbia House, I jumped at the chance. For all those who thought the whole CD was slow and rather mellow sounding (like Bother), hahahahaha sorry to disappoint you. I was pleasantly surprised when I popped in the disc, hit number one and was assaulted with a hard-driving, thumping screamfest. Masterful. I am very happy with my "purchase." And I was right, the singer is hot. In other music news, my mom's obession with Kid Rock peaked today when she came home to find that her CD had also arrived. That's right, my mom purchased Kid's latest, Cocky. Just to let you know, my mom is inching toward 60. When she was young she had a hugh love for Alice Cooper. She loved Alice, but wouldn't listen to The Doors because "they were too out there." Um, okay. That being said, my mom now primarily listens to country music with some Rod Stewart thrown in. She doesn't say the F word....ever. If she does, run. Run far, run fast. I explained that Kid Rock's favorite word is fuck, but she got the CD anyway. She likes his slower, more country-like songs like Picture and The Lonely Road of Faith. I promised to make her a CD of his mellow non-fuck using songs. She's okay with his harder songs, even gets her head bopping a little as she sings along. She has decided that she can handle the songs where he only uses the dreaded word 5 times or so. She can listen to over half of the disc so she is happy. My mom. That must be where I get it from. posted by Beth 6:32 PM . . . Death of a Salesman Well, I'm unemployed again. I can't drive until June and the company wanted me to go to people's homes and demonstrate products. The employer is extremely greedy. He'll tell you that himself. I just don't think I have that salesman killer instinct. I don't like talking to people. He said I got the job because I have good eye contact.....says I looked him straight in the eye the whole time during my interview. I know that's wrong. When do I ever look anyone in the eye?? I don't like that "they're looking at me" feeling. It was fun while it lasted. Well, okay, it wasn't really fun at all. I can still smell the various fragrances I had to put into the machine during training. The odor has clung to my hair. A good washing should help that. Mulberry, orange, and eucalyptus do not blend nicely. And since the fragrances were oil based, it took a bit of effort to wash it off my skin. That's not so bad tho. The bad part is that now I have an owie, red patch on my face were I was burned by a high wattage bulb. Remember how I am supposed to avoid bright light until the 28th?? Yeah. See, in the demonstration we used a high powered lamp to show dust particles floating through the air. Fine and dandy as long as the lamp is pointing down at the floor and not aimed directly at my face. Unfortunately, one of the trainees tipped the lamp up too high and blasted my skin. It didn't even shine on me long, but it was long enough to cause a slight burn and make me nauseous. It feels like a mild sunburn or possibly wind burn. A little tender, but it doesn't really hurt unless I'm washing my face. Now I'm job hunting again. Too bad someone has already taken the job at the Adult Bookstore. Anyhoo, the eye drops the doctor gave me are icky. About an hour after I take them, the medicine seeps into my nasal passages and goes down my throat. It's a really nasty taste. posted by Beth 11:44 AM . . . Sunday, February 23, 2003 The eyes have it Or maybe that should be the eye has had it. I had my PDT on Friday. For those of you who aren't in "the know," PDT stands for Photodynamic Therapy. Basically, there is an IV inserted into my happy arm, a photosensitizing drug called Visudyne is pumped through my veins for exactly 15 minutes. At the end of the 15 minutes, a non-thermal (cold) laser is aimed at the dysfunctional bloodvessel in my eye for exactly 86 seconds. Fun stuff. All went well with that. I love alliteraton, don't you?? Now I get to be Vampira again. I get to wear a nifty yellow bracelet informing others that I received Visudyne and that I must avoid sunlight and bright light until 2-28-03. If I do venture out into the daylight, then I have to be incognito. Covered from head to toe and wearing dark glases. When I wear my big hooded sweatshirt jacket, I look not unlike the Unabomber. The doc gave me something new tho. He gave me steroid eye drops that I have to take four times a day. It's kinda milky looking. For those of you who have seen Fire in the Sky or whatever that alien movie was called with the ever fine D.B. Sweeney, the drops look alot like the fluid that the aliens flood his eyes with during the examination. Anyhoo, in two weeks I get to go back and the doc is going to insert something into my eye. Another form of steroid I think. I'm not looking forward to things being injected into my eye. posted by Beth 12:31 PM . . .
Death of a Salesman Well, I'm unemployed again. I can't drive until June and the company wanted me to go to people's homes and demonstrate products. The employer is extremely greedy. He'll tell you that himself. I just don't think I have that salesman killer instinct. I don't like talking to people. He said I got the job because I have good eye contact.....says I looked him straight in the eye the whole time during my interview. I know that's wrong. When do I ever look anyone in the eye?? I don't like that "they're looking at me" feeling. It was fun while it lasted. Well, okay, it wasn't really fun at all. I can still smell the various fragrances I had to put into the machine during training. The odor has clung to my hair. A good washing should help that. Mulberry, orange, and eucalyptus do not blend nicely. And since the fragrances were oil based, it took a bit of effort to wash it off my skin. That's not so bad tho. The bad part is that now I have an owie, red patch on my face were I was burned by a high wattage bulb. Remember how I am supposed to avoid bright light until the 28th?? Yeah. See, in the demonstration we used a high powered lamp to show dust particles floating through the air. Fine and dandy as long as the lamp is pointing down at the floor and not aimed directly at my face. Unfortunately, one of the trainees tipped the lamp up too high and blasted my skin. It didn't even shine on me long, but it was long enough to cause a slight burn and make me nauseous. It feels like a mild sunburn or possibly wind burn. A little tender, but it doesn't really hurt unless I'm washing my face. Now I'm job hunting again. Too bad someone has already taken the job at the Adult Bookstore. Anyhoo, the eye drops the doctor gave me are icky. About an hour after I take them, the medicine seeps into my nasal passages and goes down my throat. It's a really nasty taste. posted by Beth 11:44 AM . . . Sunday, February 23, 2003 The eyes have it Or maybe that should be the eye has had it. I had my PDT on Friday. For those of you who aren't in "the know," PDT stands for Photodynamic Therapy. Basically, there is an IV inserted into my happy arm, a photosensitizing drug called Visudyne is pumped through my veins for exactly 15 minutes. At the end of the 15 minutes, a non-thermal (cold) laser is aimed at the dysfunctional bloodvessel in my eye for exactly 86 seconds. Fun stuff. All went well with that. I love alliteraton, don't you?? Now I get to be Vampira again. I get to wear a nifty yellow bracelet informing others that I received Visudyne and that I must avoid sunlight and bright light until 2-28-03. If I do venture out into the daylight, then I have to be incognito. Covered from head to toe and wearing dark glases. When I wear my big hooded sweatshirt jacket, I look not unlike the Unabomber. The doc gave me something new tho. He gave me steroid eye drops that I have to take four times a day. It's kinda milky looking. For those of you who have seen Fire in the Sky or whatever that alien movie was called with the ever fine D.B. Sweeney, the drops look alot like the fluid that the aliens flood his eyes with during the examination. Anyhoo, in two weeks I get to go back and the doc is going to insert something into my eye. Another form of steroid I think. I'm not looking forward to things being injected into my eye. posted by Beth 12:31 PM . . .
The eyes have it Or maybe that should be the eye has had it. I had my PDT on Friday. For those of you who aren't in "the know," PDT stands for Photodynamic Therapy. Basically, there is an IV inserted into my happy arm, a photosensitizing drug called Visudyne is pumped through my veins for exactly 15 minutes. At the end of the 15 minutes, a non-thermal (cold) laser is aimed at the dysfunctional bloodvessel in my eye for exactly 86 seconds. Fun stuff. All went well with that. I love alliteraton, don't you?? Now I get to be Vampira again. I get to wear a nifty yellow bracelet informing others that I received Visudyne and that I must avoid sunlight and bright light until 2-28-03. If I do venture out into the daylight, then I have to be incognito. Covered from head to toe and wearing dark glases. When I wear my big hooded sweatshirt jacket, I look not unlike the Unabomber. The doc gave me something new tho. He gave me steroid eye drops that I have to take four times a day. It's kinda milky looking. For those of you who have seen Fire in the Sky or whatever that alien movie was called with the ever fine D.B. Sweeney, the drops look alot like the fluid that the aliens flood his eyes with during the examination. Anyhoo, in two weeks I get to go back and the doc is going to insert something into my eye. Another form of steroid I think. I'm not looking forward to things being injected into my eye. posted by Beth 12:31 PM . . .
