bitterdiva

Medieval Bummer

Inside Beardslee's Castle

Kris and I went to the Medieval Faire at Beardslee's Castle, it wasn't as large as I would have imagined it to be but I did purchase a necklace and a bowl.

Outside of the purchases, the highlight was being able to freely roam the castle's three floors. If one were to go to dinner there, you would be stuck in either the dungeon or the main floor. If I were to have a reception there, I would want to take the main floor and not the banquet hall as it was too white - damn whitewash.

2 prayers | 11:33 AM

The Pine Hills Toucher

Geocaching is a +1 event, especially if you're a female. And whereas all of my friends who partake in this activity all live with their +1, I have no one. My +1 crapped out on me in this hobby so I must rely on being a +2. Being a +2 is decent enough, but when 0 and +1 are holding hands and being all couply, my +2 ass is wishing there was something that I could do as a 0.

I say this because my groundzero has become an area where it's unsafe for a woman to be alone. I've given up on walking in the neighborhood by myself since in May, one girl was abducted right in front of her place; Monday a woman was carjacked, robbed, & raped. When I moved into the apartment, a loony was trying to abduct women, and my coworker today tells me that there used to be the "Pine Hills Toucher". When did the Pine Hills Albany area turn into a playground for Sexual Deviancy? It makes a girl want to take a self-defense class. And you know what the worst part of all of this is? These two most recent crimes happened less than a block away from the Police Station - that takes some massively big cojones.

6 prayers | 10:47 AM

This summer != Slow

Usually I get my reading in during the summer, but with the rediscovery of my soaps: Angel & Charmed, I've been able to only read Satan Burger. It was only 200 pages, but took me a month to read. It's good, but just extremely odd. I think I'm going to work on Invisible Monsters by Chuck next. Afterwards, The Thief Lord; and hopefully Kris has an Eddings' book lined up for me.

Next weekend I had wanted to go to a Renn fair but instead I'm going to CT/Gloucester. We're going to Ommegang on August 21st for their Belgian festival. I've booked the room for Brewstock during Labor Day weekend. I have to book the room for NYC, my birthday present to Kristian. I hope that the Smiling Pumpkin Ale will be up at Hearland Brewery during that time. We're going to hit up the American Museum of Natural History and a comic book shop (they have a frog exhibit that i'm excited to go to).

I wanted to hit up Montreal for my birthday in October but I don't believe Kris is going to go for that. Maybe we'll go to Toronto instead. Perhaps Kris just doesn't want to let me loose in Canada - he knows what trouble I can get into. Especially during Hockey season.

Work's driving me insane in the brain, in the frontal lobe, and in cerebral cortex. I've been feeling off for the past two weeks, due to new meds that I'm taking, though I read that after a month the whole nausea thing disappears. Stupid body chemistry.

I haven't been writing as much, but being that I'm busy at work, it's understandable. I haven't even been playing the Sims, or Frankenstein pinball. Speaking of pinball, the Malta Diner has South Park pinball; the next time I'm there, I'm packing a wad of $1s.

No prayers | 04:24 PM

Brown's brewing possible identity theft

During last evening's perpetual room cleaning I was throwing out old receipts and for some unknown reason I stared down at a Brown's receipt and wondered which digits of my card did they show. It turns out they printed the entire card number on the receipt; but not only that, they also printed out the expiration number and my full name as it appears on the card. I was completely shocked and dismayed that my entire bank account could be annihilated should I have been neglectful and tossed out the receipt or simply dropped it.

The Pump Station wasn't as big of an offender of the disclosure of account information, however, they did print the card number. Call it paranoia but I like to keep all of my account info to myself and cut/burn the receipts. Consider this a warning to all you plastic savvy diners.

3 prayers | 01:37 PM