Archive for April, 2008

Melting Point of Jess = approximately 90ºF

Hooomigosh. It has been unbelievably hot the past couple of days. Just for comparison, the average high around here right now is about 75F. And that’s in Hollywood, which is pretty far inland, meaning there’s not really much of an ocean breeze to be felt.

The past three days have been consistently in the mid 90s. As in, only a few degrees away from the record highs for the area. This is not Death Valley. This is not Pasadena. This is not Vegas. This is Los Angeles. Remember, we’re the ones with the good weather? The laughably good weather that makes us soft and unable to deal with sudden extremes?

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Pardon the Interruption…

Aiya. Why didn’t anyone ever tell me that .nu domains (at least when registered through GoDaddy) need to be renewed by the 20th of the month prior to their expiration date? Yeah, I never got that memo. And so Lianhua was down for a couple days, and I was freaking out. But GoDaddy fixed it, and pretty quickly, and it’s back, so… I can’t complain, I guess!

It’s been kind of a rough couple of days. Derek’s been working on editing this video for a metal guitarist he has worked with previously, and so most of Saturday and Sunday they were sitting at his computer doing that while I was desperately trying to find things to entertain myself.

I had class Saturday morning and went to the Santa Monica Pier afterwards, since I’ve chosen the Pier as my site for my Visualizing the Urban Landscape class, but the Pier was a complete bust… There wasn’t anything interesting going on, and there are only so many photos I can actually come up with when the lighting conditions are exactly the same as the previous two visits. It’s only a 1600 foot pier. There’s only so much there. Maybe I’m just a little jaded from Saturday, though. I’m hoping for some cloudy weather within the next few days… We’ll see, I guess. I think I’m the only person in the world who actually wishes for cloudy weather in Southern California. Even worse, I always said I’d never hope for it to rain, either…

And then Sunday I just kind of sat around all day doing nothing, recovering from walking too much on Saturday and being crapped on by life. (I was also supposed to hang out with a friend on Saturday but she had family emergency things going on… so we were both pretty bummed by that.)

Day in the life of Jess, eh? Pretty boring. :P

Tomorrow, though, is my birthday. My 22nd birthday, to be exact… And I’m kind of less than enthused about it. I kind of feel like the only people who really care that its my birthday are my family members, my best friend Lauren and Derek. And I’ll probably get some Facebook wall posts or something because people can see it on there. Now, don’t get me wrong, I appreciate what I can get, but it’d be nice to get a phone call or something from someone other than the usuals, yknow?

I don’t know. I guess I’m being too picky/high maintenance. I just feel like there’s a huge difference between a “happy birthday” Facebook wall post/MySpace comment and an actual phone call, where I can hear someone actually saying “happy birthday.” But people have busy lives… I should understand that better, I guess.

I can’t say I don’t miss being ten or eleven years old, and feeling like the whole world stopped to celebrate my birthday, though. Nothing’s really going to stop here… Derek has work, my parents have work, I have class… Hm… It’s strange how things have changed. Last year was my last “milestone” birthday… I turned 21, and was finally able to do pretty much anything I wanted, within legal limits. I don’t think I’ll ever have another “milestone.” Well, at least not until I’m 30, and that’s only a personal milestone (I’ll be old enough to adopt a child from China). That’s sort of depressing…

Enough of this depressing talk! I’m going to have a good birthday. It might be delayed a little bit, but it’s going to be good. Derek’s taking me somewhere for dinner (it’s a surprise!) on Saturday night, and he’s going to spend all of Saturday (after my class) with me, I think. I have a wonderful, amazing boyfriend who I love very dearly and who loves me just as much. And we’re in a beautiful city, where all I can complain about is that it’s too sunny. Or too warm. It’s 67F in APRIL, for crying out loud! And Friday it’s going to be 78F! I have no reason to be depressed, or sad, or upset, or anything!

Us (by ?? [jess h.])

Honestly, life is good.

Sad Meow…

When I was two years old, my parents got an adorable little dark grey kitty and named him Shadow.
While I was growing up, Shadow used to sleep with me every night, usually on top of my blanket cuddled up next to my legs. When I was upset, he was always there to snuggle.
When I got my cats, I wanted them to be just like him, and was pretty disappointed when their personalities just weren’t the same. I still loved them, of course, but I secretly wished that they’d let me hold them when I was upset or snuggle up next to me at night.

Shadow passed away this morning. He was 20 years old, and the best cat any girl could have ever had in her life.