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I am such a twit.

Jenn — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 04:11:01 +0000

Autopilot is evil. I find myself doing it with minor things, but it still sucks when something goes wrong. Like now, for instance. I have photos of my hair that I’m dying to process and upload, but guess who lost her memory card as a result of being on autopilot? Grrr. I last had it when I took it out of my digital camera, which was in the bedroom. At the time, Alyssa and Ryan were in our bed with Dan, and the three of them were reading a story. I pounced on Dan, and that’s the last thing I remember in relation to me having possession of the damn card. It’s probably in the bed with him, but since he has to be up before the crack of dawn, I’m not going to go rifling through the bed to find it. I’ll just have to wait until morning.

Anyway, I do have photos via my cell phone & my laptop’s webcam, so here you go:

It’s definitely a dark reddish cherry brown, with a distinct dark pink sheen. I love it. Of course it isn’t the bright, vibrant pink depicted from the description and photos I’ve seen elsewhere, but I wasn’t expecting that kind of result since I didn’t bleach my hair beforehand. I briefly thought about just going ahead and doing so, but I want to protect what hair I do have left, and I don’t want to deal with the hassle of roots and having to use special ultra-moisturizing shampoos and conditioners. That’s just a little too much hassle for me right now, thank you very much.

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Pink

Jenn — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 20:25:28 +0000

I just rinsed Manic Panic Hot Hot Pink out of my hair. If my hair is anywhere near as pink as our bathtub, shower wall and shower curtain are, I’ll be a very happy girl!

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Parenthood is killing my youth

Jenn — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 04:47:29 +0000

Tonight I feel like I’m 25 going on 47. I’ve been ready for bed since 10:30pm (on a Friday night!), but I’ve forced myself to stay up to catch up on email and maybe do just a tiny bit of work. Hah. I’ve sat here in a daze for the last hour. So I’m going to show you the before & after photos of my hair (I got it cut today!), and then call it a night.

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New phone, take two

Jenn — Fri, 12 Mar 2010 03:08:47 +0000

This morning I woke up to a cell phone that froze up, restarted after five minutes of a gray screen, and then launched into the setup mode, as if it was a phone fresh from the production line. When I tried running through the setup mode, it kept freezing up, throwing up crash notifications from the few apps I had installed since the weekend, then froze up and restarted again with the same bullshit. I came to the conclusion that the phone was defective, as it has been randomly crashing and freezing since I purchased it last Sunday morning, called the local T-Mobile store to see if I could exchange it and how long it would take, and then ran over there to exchange it. Of course the sales rep couldn’t just exchange it, he had to run through the system’s troubleshooting process. I understand that, and I’m not bashing that. But I told him when I got there that I really couldn’t be there for more than a half hour, as I had to get back home to get my son from his school bus. He’s all, “Okay, no problem!” and goes right into the troubleshooting process, but stops every two minutes or so to answer the phone. The fifth time he did that I was like, “Is there someone else who could do that…? Please? When I called this morning you told me the exchange process would take ten minutes or less!” He let the phone ring after that, and finished up in less than five minutes, and Alyssa and I were on our way back home. We made it seven minutes before Ryan’s bus pulled up. Whew!

So here I go again with a brand new T-Mobile myTouch 3G. This one has been perfect right out of the box, so I’m crossing my fingers and hoping that the issues I experienced with the last phone were related to just that particular phone. A dud, I suppose. I really love this phone, by the way. I didn’t think I would acclimate so quickly to a touchscreen keyboard (I got lazy with my G1 and usually reverted to the slide-out keyboard), but I did. Of course, the awesome Swype has helped tremendously. Seriously, playing connect-the-dots by dragging my finger from letter to letter to spell out words? Fucking brilliant. It works like a charm 99.9999% of the time, too.

So now Dan wants to upgrade to the myTouch — in black, of course (I opted for white). No problem, right? He can sell his phone on eBay like I did mine, and since his doesn’t have any issues (my G1’s call button worked inconsistently, and Ryan chewed off the USB port cover), he’d be able to get a bit more for it. He could then turn around and use the money to buy the myTouch, and essentially not spend a dime on it. Whoo.

But then my mom asked if she could possibly use his upgrade, since her T-Mobile account isn’t eligible for one (and never will be, unless she pays off the charged-off back balance she owes on an older T-Mobile account). I told her I’d ask him — this is before he played with my myTouch and decided he wanted one too — and let her know. So I did, he said he wanted the myTouch, and we came up with the brilliant idea of her selling her iPhone (something she has been wanting to do because of its network inconsistencies), buying Dan’s G1 off of him for $150 (the cost to upgrade to the myTouch), and then she has a G1, which she has sorta-kinda-wanted, and he has his myTouch. This was all worked out on Tuesday, but she hasn’t bothered to get her ass over here so I can take pictures of her iPhone and accessories, and of course she hasn’t done it either. And I’m getting tired of waiting, and I know Dan is too. Grrrrrrr.

I haven’t blogged much this week, and I’ve been hiding from AIM and MSN a lot of the time. What can I say? I’ve thrown myself into my new job 100%. With what they’re paying me, and the cool perks that go along with the job, there’s no way I wouldn’t give it my all. And I’m still working on my freelancing stuff in between. The last few days have been brutal. Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday… I was up until midnight working every single night, and then back up early the next morning. Oy. It won’t be so bad now though, now that I’ve gotten on top of a lot of stuff, and it’s just a matter of keeping up with things.

Thank you for all of the hair style suggestions. I think I’m going to go with Olivia Wilde’s look in House, since it’s nice and long and all layer-a-licious, and I’m going to use Special Effects to add some fun color. I’m thinking Cherry Bomb or Pimpin’ Purple. I haven’t quite decided which one yet. I’ll hopefully get my hair cut and styled tomorrow, and if I order the Special Effects tomorrow (or maybe buy it? Does Hot Topic (ugh, I cringe at the idea of going into that store) sell it?), I can hopefully get my hair colored early next week! Ahh I’m so excited!!!

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I don’t know what to do with my hair

Jenn — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 21:34:09 +0000

I love how long my hair has gotten, but I need to do something with it. I haven’t had a hair cut since last summer. I have split ends, and overall my hair is lacking any kind of “shape”. I just don’t know what to do with it. I’m not going to dye it or even add blonde streaks (though I’d love to) because my protein/nutritional deficiency is causing some hair loss, and the last thing I’m going to do is damage it further. So no color changes. I want to keep my hair long, as I like it better that way, but… gah. I need to do something.

Here’s what it looks like:

Please give me your recommendations or ideas!

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Vengeful uterus

Jenn — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 14:51:59 +0000

There’s nothing quite like waking up to the sensation of your uterus crunching itself up like a ball of aluminum foil, over and over and over. I’ve been up and moving for nearly two hours now, but despite a hot shower, two doses of liquid Tylenol and a painfully hot heated corn sack against my stomach, relief has not been even glimpsed.

Right now I’m curled up in bed, basking in the 2.5 hours of blissful silence I get to enjoy every Monday and Wednesday. I’m already looking forward to next fall, when Alyssa will be in kindergarten five days a week, and Ryan will be in preschool five days a week (three days at the regular preschool, since he’ll be old enough to be in the 3 day class; and two days at the intermediate preschool). WHOO. I’m so glad that I forced myself to get into the habit of going to bed early and getting up early last fall, when the kids first went back to preschool. Last year I didn’t, and a lot of times I’d come home from dropping them off and take a nap, and wake up just in time to go pick them up. At least by breaking out of the night owl routine I get to enjoy the peace and quiet in the mornings.

Speaking of my night owl nature, I was up late the last few nights, because there was — and still is — just so much to do with Eden Fantasys. But I love the job. It’s great to be interactive with other people, instead of locking myself away with SEO writing, Demand Studios articles, or web design. I still do those things, of course, but not in such huge condensed blocks like before.

While I would like nothing more than to lounge around all day, the truth is that I have a little less than two hours to catch up on emails, write a few blogs, and get started on a writing project that has been sitting in my inbox for nearly a month (eek). Then I’m going to pick up the kids from preschool and take them over to my mom’s for lunch. My brothers are coming over for a three hour visit (they’re weekly now :)), and my mom is making tacos. Nom. My brothers love nachos, so I plan on re-creating my awesome nachos. I’ve been craving nachos for over two weeks now, but since I seem to be more sensitive than ever to sodium (hello water weight), I’ve been avoiding them and other salty foods like the plague. I know it’s just water weight, and it’ll come off, but I enjoy seeing the numbers go down, dammit. Speaking of which, I’m 226.2 today. My lowest was 224.8, but PMS (not that I even knew I had it, thank you whacked out hormones) added nearly two pounds to that number. Blah. :/

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Can you hear me now?

Jenn — Mon, 08 Mar 2010 03:25:48 +0000

Back in January my T-Mobile G1’s call button crapped out on me. Half the time I can answer phone calls, but only if I really mash down on the call button. The other half of the time? It’s a no-go. I have to send the caller straight to voicemail, then call them back. Dan and my mom were aware of the issue and would just call and quickly hang up, or text me; other people had no idea, of course, so I’d have to call them back right away and sound like a moron.

At that time, I wasn’t yet eligible for a phone upgrade, so I bided my time. And bided some more. And last night, after missing yet another call, I logged into my T-Mobile account and squealed happily when I saw that I was eligible for an upgrade. I planned on just getting another white G1, but the T-Mobile myTouch 3G was almost $75 cheaper, so I opted for that instead. I put the G1 up for sale on eBay (and yes, I highlighted the fact that the call button does not consistently work), and it amazingly sold in twelve minutes.

This morning, after Ryan and I met my mom for breakfast at a local buffet (I know, post-op gastric bypass fat chick at a buffet, laugh it up! I ate a few bites of a ham & cheese omelette, a bite of Ryan’s sausage, and a few spoonfuls of grits. I then went to the bathroom and threw up about a third of what I ate. Not nearly worth the $6.99 I paid for breakfast, but oh well.), I went straight to the local T-Mobile store, and got there just minutes after they opened. I got there so soon not because I was excited about getting a new phone (though I was), but because that store seems like it’s ALWAYS so freaking busy, and Ryan tends to spazz out in stores that are full of loud, wandering people. The last time I was there was last year to pick up a black G1 for Dan, and Ryan nearly screamed the place down during the half hour I had to wait to be waited on. I got plenty of dirty looks and death glares, but not person offered to let me go ahead so I could get Ryan the hell out of there. Figures.

Whoops, major tangent there. Anyway, despite getting there a few minutes after the store opened, all three reps were busy with customers. But we didn’t have to wait long, and within fifteen minutes or so I had my new T-Mobile myTouch 3G in my hands. It’s sexy. Rawr.

Just for kicks, I took the time to look up all of the cell phones I’ve had in the past ten years. My first one was something like the Motorola V120. I don’t think that’s the exact one, but it’s close. I remember getting it from VoiceStream in the fall of 2000, and using pre-paid cards with it. It was purple, and it had a radio. Ooh!

My second phone was a refurb Motorola V60, picked up for $50 from a Verizon Wireless store in the spring of 2003. Ooh, flip phone! Jenn’s movin’ on up in the world.

My dad co-signed with me on a contract account with T-Mobile in the early summer of 2004, since he was worried about me driving back and forth to work, what with being pregnant with Alyssa and all that. Say hello to the Nokia 3595.

In the winter of 2005 I used a small portion of our tax return to upgrade to the uber sexy Samsung E315. Color screen, spiffy LED indicator light on the outside of the flip phone… I had it made!

Tax Return ‘06 enabled me to upgrade to the Motorola Razr v3. I went to the T-Mobile store with no idea of what I wanted, and walked out with the Razr. I called my mom, only to find out she picked up the same phone the day before. She lorded my supposed “copycatting” over me for years. Literally, years.

In the winter of 2007 I purchased two used T-Moble Sidekick IIs from from Anna. I kept one, and sold the other to my mom. That phone forever spoiled me with a QWERTY keyboard.

In the summer of 2007 I absolutely drooled over the T-Mobile Dash, and used my unused ‘07 upgrade to get it for $100. Sa-weet! I loved that phone, until the battery started to die, that is. It gave out after nine months, and ceased to hold a charge for longer than a half hour.

Finally, winter of 2009. Yes, I managed to hang onto a phone for more than a year. Imagine that! I was totally sold on the T-Mobile G1 after checking out Jason’s, and made it my own. In white. I mention the color because at that point, the G1s had just come on the market, and white was a very hard color to find it in. I had to drove down to Philadelphia and hit up four different stores before I found one!

And here we are, winter of 2010. The need-for-a-new-phone bug hit again, but at least this time I had an excuse to act on it. And since I sold my G1 first, I only had a $18 difference to make up. Hello T-Mobile myTouch 3G! We’re going to become very good friends.

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