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Happy New Year!

Monday, December 31st, 2007

Oh, 2007. It was quite an interesting year. A lot of events and people have changed my life. I fell in love, and felt my first real heartbreak. I made new friends, and lost touch with others. I celebrated my 1,000th day of being cancer-free. I discovered Apples to Apples, Seamless Web, Philadelphia rolls, PaperbackSwap.com and Cover Girl LashExact mascara. I traveled far and (U.S.) wide, and discovered places like San Francisco, Hoboken and Port Henry. I finally got my new bedroom after years of planning, and painted it to match my blog (seriously, I tested out the color scheme here first). I learned that I am a really good bullshitter, yet I still can’t hide my emotions. I finally let my sister cut and color my hair. I watched my favorite band can yet another lead singer and find #6… off of YouTube, no less.

I turned 25 -Â quarter of a century – and no longer have to pay crazy age-based premiums on car rentals. I’ve found it to be an otherwise uneventful age. But, yikes, I’m in my mid-twenties. My friends are getting engaged, married and having babies. When did I get so old?

2008. Will it be even better? I know I have lots of things to work on, but I’m not going to make any resolutions (wait, is saying that I’m not going to make any resolutions a resolution?), just to set myself up for disappointment like I did in 2007, 2006, 2005 … all the way until 1988 (I figure that’s the first year I actually understood what resolutions are). But I really should work on getting healthier, more organized and maintain better relationships with my family and friends. And maybe update this blog more.

Happy New Year!

Happy Thanksgiving

Thursday, November 22nd, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone – I hope you have a wonderful day and stuff yourself silly!

I am thankful for:

  • My family and friends, who’ve shaped me in to whom I’ve become
  • My pets, who never fail to put a smile on my face
  • My health, and that I’ve been cancer-free for two years
  • My job, which  introduces me to fascinating people and places
  • My home, though crazy, is a haven I can come home to each day
  • My books, which take me to places I might never get to go
  • My music, the background to many important times in my life
  • My imagination, which has gotten me far in life
  • And chocolate, which has always been there to help out in any situation

Alphabet Soup

Monday, August 13th, 2007

So, I spoke to soon with the bronchitis and went in to work today, coughing up a storm. Wound up leaving a few hours early because I couldn’t take it anymore.

When I was there, however, one of my co-workers – another frequent sufferer of bronchitis – asked why the doctor hadn’t prescribed Levaquin verus the Zitrhomax for an antibiotic. I said thanks and that I would ask the doctor tomorrow. So, I walked back to my desk, pulled up Google, and typed in L-E-V – and promptly forgot the rest of the name. Suddenly the name came to me – Levitra! So I typed that in, and instead got pop-ups (no pun intended) for erectile dysfunction medication. Whoops.

Why do so many medications sound the same? It’s like all the drug companies shake up a box of Scrabble tiles, pick out a few letters and then name the medication. When I had cancer, I used to take Neulasta, a white blood cell booster injection, after every treatment. My mom would ask the nurses if they remembered to give me Lunesta. The nurses then would ask, “Amanda’s taking Lunesta? That’s not on the presciption list.” Then Mom would argue that it was. Then I’d have to straighten it out, but at that point, I would get my Ls and Ns mixed up.

Here’s a list of soundalike drug names. There were even more than I imagined!

The Crashdown of Crabula

Sunday, August 12th, 2007

My bronchitis is almost gone. It’s been a strange bout, since it did not gradually build up and gradually go away. However, I’m glad it’s over for the most part, because I have a business trip in Florida from Wednesday to Saturday and don’t want to be sick.

It was quite hot today, and after finding out that the Metro New York Ballon & Music Festival would put us back at least $75 with admission and the cost of food, Lexcie and I decided to go to the beach instead. We couldn’t find the sand toys before we left, so we went to CVS to buy some new ones. However, CVS’ stock was cheaply made and expensive, so we decided to buy a $1 spatula and $1.49 tumbler instead. Lexcie wanted some cardboard to stabalize sandcastle tunnels, so we hijacked some boxes from behind Boston Market.

The drive to the beach took an hour instead of 15 minutes, due to an accident and subsequent congestion on the Robert Moses Causeway. We had planned on going to Robert Moses Field 5 to meet my sister and her family, but by then, Field 5 was closed to overcrowding and we had to go to Field 4. (Turns out my sister was at Field 4 anyways, but we walked in the opposite direction.) We set up camp near the water, and began building the transit-oriented village of Crabula. While Lexcie dug a foot-and-a-half subway tunnel using a tunnel boring machine (the spatula), I built condos using the tumbler. When finished, the sand-village was made up of two subway tunnels, an open subway station (complete with a platform), three tumbler townhomes on top of the right-of-way and thre high-rise tumbler condos. A moat and a levy protected the village, which was aptly named after I found a singular blue crab leg while swimming and put it on top of one of the townhomes.

The tide started rising, so it was time to see what the Village of Crabula was made of. It survived about five waves before the moat became oversaturated and stopped channeling water away from the village perimeter. However, the subway station prevailed, and even as the lowest point in the village, it did not collect water (take that, New York City Transit).  One of the tunnels, however, did get blocked by a wayward Ziplock bag.

We then dug some more holes and built up the levy a little more, which worked for about three waves. But then one tidal wave proved too strong for the levy, which then washed away. We decided to stop building and hoped for the best. And the little subway station, townhouses and condos held strong.

But the tide kept getting higher, and water began gushing into the station, collapsing both tunnels. Then the condos sucummbed. That was followed by a tsunami, which totally wiped out the subway station and two of the townhomes. The Little Crabula Townhome That Could, which proudly held the abandoned crab leg, held on until the very last moment, when it slowly washed away as the wave pulled back into the sea.

And that’s what you get when a transit planner and real estate journalist build sandcastles.

The Village of Crabula  The Village of Crabula  The Crabula Subway Tunnel

The Crabula Subway Tunnel  The Mote Protects Crabula

Curse Thy Bronchial Tubes!

Saturday, August 11th, 2007

So, I am down and out with my third case of bronchitis this year. Although not as bad as last’s bout, which was originally misdiagnosed as walking pneumonia and kept me out of the office for five days, this one did send me to the emergency room Thursday night. At least the lymph nodes are all right. But all this medicine is making me drowsy. Roar.