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(no subject) [Jan. 7th, 2005|03:52 pm]
I woke up in the middle of the night and walked straight into the bathroom door. Now there's a nice, painful bruise on my leg to match the one on my ass from when I slipped on the stairs. Please don't make me hold any babies this year.
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Belated Happy New Year [Jan. 3rd, 2005|11:32 am]
2004 really was great for me, but it looks like 2005 could top it. I'm looking forward to hikes in runyon canyon with my dog, Debbie's wedding, taking another step closer to 30, going on some sort of vacation with the bf, contractual pay increases and maybe a first trip to NYC. I'm also going to start saving for a house.
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The News in Brief [Nov. 29th, 2004|11:58 am]
I ate turkey (and duck and chicken) for the first time in at least 11 years this Thanksgiving. It was good, but I can't say that it was exciting, or that I've been missing out on something. I couldn't bring myself to eat any meat-related leftovers. What I am excited about is not being so limited in my daily meal decisions. Maybe meat will become attractive again in time.

I am going to do another limited edition t-shirt run for Christmas this year, but as with every shirt I do, I am seriously stumped about how to do the design. Year one was a combination of photocopy and drawing, year two was various photoshop filters (cut-out being predominant), and last year was half-tone. All of them featured my face.

Here are the color combinations I'm considering:
Fuschia on Army Green
Royal Blue on Army Green
Royal Blue on Baby Blue

mcgee thinks I should put my name and '2004' on the shirt, but I hate when things are dated.
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For those of you who haven't seen this a hundred times today: [Oct. 29th, 2004|02:15 pm]
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(no subject) [Oct. 17th, 2004|11:32 pm]
Does anyone know an awesome gift basket service? I guess it doesn't have to be a basket, but I want to have something delivered to my friend's office. Something nice. She's a lawyer and she did some free work for me....
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work work work [Sep. 26th, 2004|11:05 am]
I haven't updated for a long time, but with good reason. I'm at work right now. Yes. On a Sunday morning. This isn't uncommon for me right now, sadly. I'm busting my ass for this job, because a) I like to consider myself a hard worker in general and b) I'm trying to negotiate a pay raise. There's also an ungodly amount of work to get done in a limited amount of time. I spend all of my time during business hours in meetings and putting out fires, so all of my paperwork has to get done on nights and weekends. They really need to pay me more.

In other news, I want a MINI Cooper.
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(no subject) [Aug. 22nd, 2004|01:35 pm]
I spent a good nine hours by myself at work yesterday, so I was soooo happy to be at my friend Jon's birthday party afterwards. It was at his boyfriend, Roy's apartment, which is a huge place a block from the Grove. Hardwood floors, decorated with Eames furniture. Just plain gorgeous. And I don't think he's paying much, because he's been there for 10 years.

Last Thursday night, my downstairs neighbors had a party that culminated in me knocking on their door and yelling at them at 3:30 am for playing bad electric guitar. This is a completely different set of neighbors than the ones I shut down the previous week for making noise after hours. I don't want to be the 'old' person in the building that needs to 'sleep' because I have a 'job.' But I am. So, anyway, some time after the debacle, loud-guitar-guy (who lives directly below me on the first floor) posts a public apology for his bad behavior by the mailboxes. Fine. But then, Matt from the third floor wrote on the apology, "Hey, no problem man! Didn't hear a peep! Invite me over for a drink next time! :)" I want to shake Matt around and tell him not to encourage guitar-guy. Especially since Matt lives on the other side of the building, and couldn't possibly be bothered by guitar guy's noise.

Anyhow, I ended up getting a fine night of sleep. Thank god I don't have to be at work at 9am.
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Festivities [Aug. 15th, 2004|01:46 am]
I just got home from the awesomest birthday party at Amagi's. Check out the pictures below. Jeana, sorry I didn't get one of us and Jenny!!! I sang so many karaoke songs:

-Nothing Compares 2 U / Sinead O'Connor
-Superstar / The Carpenters
-Over at the Frankenstein Place / Soundtrack to The Rocky Horror Picture Show
-Eternal Flame / The Bangles
-Believe / Cher

It was all about good times with good friends. I even ate dinner there with my brother and his girlfriend before the singing got started. It was surprisingly good...

Birthday Party Pictures
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My Burfday [Aug. 9th, 2004|09:45 pm]
I'm not very good at keeping track of e-mail addresses. If any of you want to join me for some cheap karaoke on August 14th, I'll be at Amagi in Gower Gulch around 9pm, celebrating my 28th birthday. It's going to be a very, very low key affair. If you send me your e-mail address at dianne *at* diannemartinez *dot* com, I'll send you the Evite.
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The trouble upstairs [Aug. 5th, 2004|08:18 am]
I am going to kill my new neighbors. They moved in on Sunday and have:
blocked the driveway and my own personal parking space,
constructed their ikea furniture loudly and late at night,
left all of their windows open so that when they do make noise, everyone can hear it,
played really loud music late at night (Extreme's "More than Words").

Last night was the worst, though. It sounded like they invited some friends over. Those of you who have been to my place know that I have a long hallway...They have the same layout upstairs. Apparently, they think it's funny to use it as a slip and slide. Or maybe they're running and landing on a mattress or something. This might have been going on all night. I got home at 1:30 and didn't have energy to deal with them, after already having had a talk with them about the music the other day. So I put in some earplugs and calmed my rage.

On top of all that, I've had to listen to them talk loudly about all the auditions go to. Why do I live under actors again. 20 year old actors.
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