i don’t want to be a trader to my gender, but n.o.w. does not necessarily represent me. i know they do some good work. but, they need to change their name to n.o.s.w. the national organization of some women. or the national organization of some women, part of the time, when we don’t act like idiots and release our tv ratings report. what’s that… the n.o.s.w.,p.o.t.t.,w.w.d.a.k.i.a.r.o.t.r.r. go ahead and try to make a catchy acronym out of that. so they will probably stick with n.o.w.
if you don’t know what i am talking about, the national organization of women released their Watch Out, Listen up!! 2002 Feminist Primetime Report. it’s a big old pdf of their opinions on tv. i hate it when people tell me what i am supposed to like or not like, support or not support. because i am a women. now i ask, honestly, how can i respect a primetime report that gives dawson’s fucking creek a b minus, but buffy the vampire slayer a c minus. i imagine it’s the violence that hurt buffy. but when you know why joss whedon wanted to create buffy, it’s kind of funny. he created the character because he was tired of the little blond girl, in scary movies, who always walked down the alley alone and got killed. or had sex and got killed. just once, he wanted the little blond girl to kick the bad thing’s ass.
but, by all means, give dawson’s creek a higher rating. because who doesn’t love a show about beautiful, privileged teenagers, who swap partners constantly, and have totally unrealistic and surprisingly adult relationships, while still in high school. did i mention they were all unbelievably good looking? where is the value in that show? in what capacity does it set a good example for teen age girls? granted, i’ve had limited exposure to it. but please! give me a fucking break. it’s a walking advertisement for eating disorders.
this report is a joke. some of the shows that got a’s, are totally crap shows. but that wasn’t part of the scoring process. quality of shows. you definitely got bonus points for lesbians. in fact, on their list of characters they wanted to see more of, they listed willow, the lesbian wiccan from buffy the vampire slayer. good choice, she’s an awesome powerful character. of course, last year she went evil, beat up her friends, flayed that warren guy, and almost destroyed the entire world. but hey, warren did deserve it, he killed her lesbian lover, and his own ex girlfriend.

i love it when a plan comes together. my stepdad is buying my iBook for his girlfriend’s daughter. and i am getting a $100 more than i expected. of course, i am throwing in my usb cd burner. but i don’t need it. i’ve firewire one now, and a burner at work. i’m getting rid of some of the computer equipment and software i don’t use, more room in the house for me. someone is getting a laptop she’s really excited about [they already told her] and i get money!! wait, that’s two things for me. oh well… more for me!! and i was working on a for sale sign today too. deleting that.
one of the places i applied to, the candle store, just called and left me a message. but, they called from the downtown seattle store. i was hoping to work at the store by my house.AND they want to schedule a group interview. that sounds like bullshit to me. or, to be more precise, it sounds annoying. but maybe this karen girl does the hiring for all the stores. but man, i don’t want to be in a group interview with a bunch of high school kids! cuz you know that’s what it is. at least no one over 20. i suppose that could make me look more desirable, as a part time holiday employment candidate. but isn’t this whole thing humiliating enough for me, as it is? yes. but… money. what harm is there in a group interview. if it’s crap, so what. ok. i’ll call back. hang on…. ok. they are dumb. i applied for bellevue, she was calling for seattle. she said that if i wanted to work in bellevue, i should apply there. but… i did. it also explains, on the application that i work during the day. she wanted me to come in friday at 2. i don’t know how she got my application. i suppose i could call the manager at the bellevue store, and see if there are openings there. but ….they are dumb.
you know, i never talk about anything serious in my journal, do i? i never talk about society, or politics, or economics, or philosophy. i only talk about myself.
HOLD ON A TICK!! i was about to explain my internally focused outlook on life, and why i never think outside my environment lately, when i decided to look in the want ads for part time work. the love pantry has another ad!! they are hiring again!! forget the serious stuff, here comes my job experience in the sex industry!!! whooooo-hoooo. they are closed now. but i am so going in tomorrow afternoon to apply! no stupid mall, no damn xmas shoppers. oh man, that would rule! i’m so excited. they’d better love me. i’m damn lovable. and i could probably sell a dildo like no one’s business.
funny note: there is an ad for something like “secret shoppers” for jack in the box. eat free food, write reports about the restaurant, get paid $12 an hour. i’d do it, but i don’t know how much jack in the box i could take.
this is such a good evening for me. sold the iBook, and the love pantry is hiring again.
actually… i do sort of have a rant. but i will post that separately.

so, the wondrous kam has agreed to go down to the virgin megasuperuber store, in west hollywood, on nov. 26th to see eddie izzard for me. bless her heart. she has not yet watched dress to kill, so at this point, she’s agreeing out of the kindness of that very heart. [she’s going to watch it this weekend, then she’ll want to go for herself!] i don’t know what it is i want her to do when she does go down there. get something signed? take a picture? ask him to marry me? i don’t know. i guess if i can’t go to the dvd signing, someone i know has to go for me. that’s the next best thing. so hooray for kam. now go visit her website.
so you maybe wondering how my trip to the porn store went. well, mr. moon and i did not get a chance to go until last night. after disappointing returns on the items sold to half price books, i’m even more eager to get that second job. mr. moon was trying, fervently , to get me to pick up an application. but i had to see how it felt, once i was inside, before i agreed to that. the nanosecond i walked in, i knew i couldn’t work there. i just started laughing. it’s a very nice place, but the pictures on the tape boxes and the titles were just killing me. women, fondling male members to their cheeks, with secretions of said member running down their faces. i’m sorry, but if some guy walked up to rent “down the hatch” i’d just start laughing. and we saw no women working there either. so no, it’s a no go. so said. i think i’d be more comfortable around toys, at say love pantry or toys in babe land than i would be around the videos and magazines. cuz see, vibrators… i understand that.

only because it includes baskets of kittens!

i was funny. i’m working on a scanning project, and i have to share this picture of me and my dad, d. arthur hamilton. nobody ever called him arthur. if they used his first name, it was don. but they mostly called him hamilton. however, HE liked to refer to himself as d. arthur hamilton. anyway, here i am, cracking my dad up. see? funny.

i have famous friends. well, not really. but kam is on the south park web site. which is pretty cool. and so many many people could see her picture there and she could become famous. and we are friends. and then, ipso facto… i have a famous friend.
a coworker of mine is going to europe soon. in a couple of days, actually. i told him to bring me back a sugar daddy. so far, the requirements are that he be 5’8″ or taller and have eyes. i’m open-minded. i told him no smelly italians, but i only said that because he’s italian. so it was yet another opportunity to make fun of tony.
this was sent out to the mr snotty mail list today. at first it made me laugh…but then it started to upset me, because the baby looked so upset. now it creeps me out. and so… i share it with you. 🙂 frankly, i much prefered this because it has kittens. and kittens RULE.

i love this years hello kitty calendar. next month is russian. privet december! next year, the theme is color. so every month she says hello to a different color. it’s pretty cool. we’ll see if tops this one, tho.
i am currently obsessed with a flaming lips song, “do you realize.” these are the lyrics.
Do You Realize?
Do You Realize – that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize – we’re floating in space –
Do You Realize – that happiness makes you cry
Do You Realize – that everyone you know someday will die
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes – let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It’s hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn’t go down
It’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize – Oh – Oh – Oh
Do You Realize – that everyone you know
Someday will die –
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes – let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It’s hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn’t go down
It’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize – that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize
but really, if you want to know why i love it so much, go listen to it. you can listen to the entire album online. i love that. i want this album very much. even tho i listen to it online all the time. i still want it. but i listened to this song, do you realize, over and over and over in the days after mo¸r mo¸r died. if i were the singing type, i’d sing it next spring, when we bury her ashes in grand junction.
i told my mom about plan b. she freaked out about the bartending. she seems to think that if work around alcohol, that i will become an alcoholic. her father, brother, 1st husband and son are/were alcoholics. so i understand her issues with alcohol. after all, my grandfathers, uncle, father and brother were/are alcoholics. i, however, am not. so working around alcohol is not likely to change that. but she scared me, she sorta reacted the way she did when i got my tongue pierced.* but i think, by the end of the afternoon, she realized why i wanted to do it. and i think she was proud that i am being proactive about my debt issues.
* i didn’t really get my tongue pierced. it was a joke. my mom is a dental hygienist who has made me promise not to get my tongue pierced every time she cleans my teeth. especially since i’ve gotten my nose pierced. i have no intention of getting my tongue pierced. it chips the enamel on your teeth. i like my teeth. but i did have every intention of playing a prank on pattie. she is the consummate prankster. i was looking forward to pulling one on her. but when i showed it to her, she just crumpled…the saddest look came on her face, like her puppy just died, and she just said, “no!” in this tiny, pathetic voice. i showed her almost instantly that it was a joke. she was relieved and then i yelled at her for peeing all over my FABULOUS joke by getting all pathetic. i expected her to yell at me, like she did when i got my nose pierced. dammit. however, she did admit that it was a good joke and told everyone what i did. still… she didn’t have to go all sad on me like that. dag nabbit.

for those of you who are wondering about my career in porn… whatever happened with the opening at The Love Pantry. that position was filled before i even started to consider it. now, there was another opportunity to get porn on my resume [always a life goal of mine] and that was blue video. a porn video superstore. supposedly upscale. the moons were very much in favor of me applying there. but i was afraid to walk in there, for the first time. i’m not afraid to work there, if it’s not skeezy. but i am afraid to go there for the first time to find out if it IS skeezy. but i struck a deal with mr. moon on the phone today. i’m taking him to half price books so he can sell a mountain of books. and then we are going to blue video together. he might pick up an application as well. there may be a chance i can avoid the mall! we’ll see. the second half of plan B is still in the works. i am definitely going to bartending school, after the new year. and tending bars is going to be the way i pay off my scary debts and maybe get some savings going. just imagine if i can do that, AND get my goal of work experience in the porn industry out of the way!
by the way, our hello kitty/hello satan pumpkin won first place in the pumpkin carving contest! although, to be honest, there was not that much competition this year. not that i should take any credit. i had very little to do with the actual carving of said pumpkin. i brought candy to the pumpkin carving meeting, and sat around visiting. that was my contribution. but only so many people can carve a pumpkin at once. tony scooped it out, because he wanted the seeds. and i told him, “you scoop it, you keep it.” i don’t like the scooping part.
follow this link to play with the creepy eyeball.

happy halloween!
here at work, all the managers in my dept. had treats for us today, so we could go trick or treating. my favorite one is pam, because she had homemade sugar cookies with frosting. mmmmm….cookies. later on, we are having a party. it’s very much like being in grade school again. i’ve not been here at halloween, since i started working here. usually i’m on vacation, it seems. in southern california. some people are in costumes, i am not. i am wearing a halo, since my teammate molly is wearing devil horns.
since there is so much candy about, it’s like grade school in another way as well. it’s impossible to concentrate on work when you know you have a halloween party in a couple of hours. remember that feeling? we have a pumpkin carving contest as well. my team did a hello kitty pumpkin. on one side, she’s good and has a halo and looks normal. on the other side, she is evil and have horns and a scar. we are lighting her up with a bike light, only we are using a flashing red one for the scar. tin foil will isolate the red flashing light to just the scar, so it’s a THROBBING scar. pretty clever. not my idea.
here is a little halloween cartoon for you. it’s been going around work, so of course it’s computerish in nature.

i have found the perfect part time job. seriously, this is the best idea ever! i was looking through the part time listings in the online want ads. seeing nothing. then i came across this: “Participants for surveys and studies. Earn $17/hour. No exp nec. Flexible hrs.” i have no experience!! so i called the number, and there is this recording about what the studies are, and what to do if you want more info. it’s drug studies. for large drug companies. they aren’t preliminary studies or anything, but final studies. and they have to be done for the drug to be considered “safe.” and so the drug companies are willing to pay up to $4,000 a month to participants!! so naturally i asked for more information because i already take prescription medicine. i’m good at it. i’m going to sell my soul to science!! this will be awesome! after the initial one day visit or orientation or whatnot, you only have to go in 3-4 times a week for a half an hour. i can do that! i can take drugs for money! the way i i figure it, i’m perfect for an allergy medication study.
some of you might say, “now, jodi…. this is not a good idea. this is a bad idea! being a test subject for drug companies!” but some of you take all kinds of drugs that don’t come from a pharmacy, if you know what i mean. wink wink. so… ummm… don’t judge. besides, we all know what the side effects will be: dry mouth, headache, fatigue. that’s what they always are! and i’m already tired and headachey. so who cares? for $4,000 a month i wouldn’t’ care. you know how quickly i could pay off my tax debt with that? well, to know that, you’d have to know how enormous my tax debt is, and i am ashamed to tell you. so, no, you don’t. but it would be really really cool to even make a quarter of that a month. it would help a lot. come on!! let me test drugs!! please?
i’m not putting all of my eggs in the drug testing basket, however. i have another plan. Plan B. but we’ll discuss that later.