Rabbit Style News

To Have, Hold and Cherish, until Bedtime

I like falling asleep cuddled up together.  I like waking up to find him in bed with me and wrapping myself around him before falling back asleep.  I like having someone to help me wake up in the morning.  I like a reasonable companion to reassure my sleeping self when I leap from the bed in a panic or kick my legs at an imaginary assailant or try to pull the blankets to the floor during sleepwalking (sleep-punching, sleep-jumping, etc) incidents. 

I’ve been sleeping alone for the past week while Steve has been in San Francisco for the Game Developers Conference, and I’ve had some confusing episodes.  The first night I remember hallucinating but I don’t think I got out of bed so it doesn’t really count as sleepwalking.  I opened my eyes to find somebody (completely imaginary, it turned out) standing near the bed.  I bolted upright in a panic, then realized it was just a visitor bringing a bouquet of flowers for me and there was nothing to worry about.  I stared at the wall for another minute, pretty sure that this wasn’t real but I could still see the yellow flowers so maybe it was, and decided that I would go back to sleep and deal with it the morning.

Several mornings I had trouble with the alarm clock.  The first time the radio on Monday morning, I turned it off completely and closed my eyes again for sleep.  A moment later I realized, wait, no, I needed to hit snooze, not turn it off, or else I wouldn’t wake up again for work..  So I did that, even though the radio was already off so nothing happened.  Hm… oh yeah I can turn the alarm back on, which I did.  So it was set for the original time, which by now was a minute prior.  Ok, I got this, somehow I need to make the alarm go off again in a few minutes… Oh!  I can set the alarm for a few minutes in the future!  Which I did, successfully, and then hit the snooze button a few more times.  The same thing happened the next morning.  On Wednesday I heard the radio say something about 7:35 so I leaped to the floor, thinking I had somehow overslept and I needed to leave in ten minutes to make it to my dentist appointment on time.  But the clock said 6:45, and I confirmed it on my cell phone in case I had mistakenly changed the clock’s time or something.  I’m still not sure what happened. 

11AM Could Be the Year He Moves Out of His Parents’ Basement

Clerk: You know, the adult videos are ‘Buy two, get a third free.’
Best girlfriend evar: Really? Honey, go get that one we were looking at.
Boyfriend: What, the one with the two blondes on the cover?
BGE: No, no — the pirates one.
Boyfriend: Okay, be right back.
BGE, as soon as he’s out of earshot: Quick, while he’s gone can you box up that Spiderman statue behind you, too?

Minneapolis, Minnesota

http://www.overheardintheoffice.com/archives/003733.html

I wonder who overheard the above conversation - probably a coworker, or perhaps another customer? 

I just discovered this website,
It has a sister site, overheardinnewyork.com.  I just read the following exchange and it made me laugh out loud, I’m not sure why.  Maybe the innocence and hope of the question.

Teacher: When you grow up you can be anything you want!
Second grader: I can be an elephant?!

I had an interview yesterday for a senior funder position in my office (currently I am a funder, the regular kind, so this would be a step up).  It was with my current manager and was pretty ridiculous.  She had to ask the questions from the interview sheet anyway.  Here is an approximation of how it went.
Manager: Why do you want to become a senior funder?
Me:  I am one of the senior funders in a general sense and I would like to make it official.  I’ve been in the office longer than anybody who isn’t management, I’ve been funding longer than any of the other funders, I know the process extremely well, I already act as a team lead and a contact for anybody with questions, I consistently have good reviews.  I’d like to get the official title and recognition.
Manager:  And the salary, you want that too.
Me:  Yes, I want more money.
Manager:  How would you manage the additional responsibilities as a senior funder?
Me:  Would I have any additional responsibilities compared to now?
Manager:  No, you really wouldn’t.  Yeah, you’re doing everything already.  Let me write that down… “already doing it”, got it.

Unless something completely unexpected happens, I should be offered the job next week and the pay raise will probably take effect a few weeks after that.

That is how much I spent at the grocery store this evening.  I think I spend too much money on food - I’m by myself for a week and a half while Steve is in San Francisco for the Game Developers Conference and that seems like a lot of money for just me.  Sure, I bought a few staples like $10 of toilet paper and a whole stack of the Michelinas frozen dinners that were on sale for a dollar, but that doesn’t explain that whole amount.

It’s probably all the fresh fruit and vegetables.  I try to buy only what’s on sale, but sometimes I don’t stick to that, or the sale prices themselves aren’t very good.  For example, I’ve been eating a lot of grapefruits that at 99 cents per pound are about a dollar each.  I fill a bag every time, which usually holds 5 or 6. 

I’ve always loved grocery shopping.  When I was in high school after I got my drivers license in 10th grade my mom would often give me a blank check made out to the supermarket, hand me a basic list, and send me on my way.  I liked being able to choose the foods that I liked and pick which brand and style of list-items to buy, and I was always looking for a bargain.  For our family of five the weekly total was often around $140.  Why does my own personal bill come to half that amount for one-fifth the number of people?  Inflation is a factor, I’m sure.  And the school doesn’t feed us our mid-day meals anymore.   Also, I buy more expensive things now than I did when I was shopping for our family.  I like being able to splurge on expensive foods we couldn’t buy when I was younger, like fresh fruits that aren’t in season, or fancy desserts simply because I’m craving them.

My latest craving, along with grapefruit, is the kind of chocolate ice cream bar with the crunchy outer coating.  I couldn’t find any Crunch bars so the first time I bought the generic brand (soggy rice bits instead of toffee, not so good) and then I bought a Heath bar on a stick which was delicious.  This time I got Klondike bars that have Heath bits but no stick.  It’s weird - I’ve never been a big fan of ice cream and certainly not chocolate ice cream.  At work, when management brings in ice cream sandwiches and Fudgesicles I always pass.  I don’t even like orange Dreamsicles - why do they have to ruin a perfectly good orange popsicle with that gross ice cream?  And here I am actively seeking out vanilla ice cream bars with a chocolatey coating.  So good!