Great Thai and talk of art.

August 23rd, 2008 Nichole

Mary and I went to eat at Five Star Thai this afternoon after a little bit of shopping. This place is seriously my favorite Thai restaurant, and I’ve been to plenty in Chicago (though the Duck Walk is pretty tasty as well). I love Thai iced tea. I need to learn how to make it on my own so I can have an endless supply.

Anyhow, our server Jillian overheard Mary and I talking about art and told us about a show of sorts that was to be happening in the region very early next year. It was “region themed” meaning anything I could probably snap a picture of in Northwest Indiana, but stemmed more from an activist mindset. She pointed us in the direction of the Local 219 page on myspace for more information.

I’m not a stunning, visual artist by any stretch of the imagination, but I thought I would throw that out there for those people who are. Spread the good word and all that jazz.

In other news, I have a nice smattering of mosquito bites all up my arm. There’s even one on my forehead, which looks rather lovely and pink. Why were mosquitoes even made? To test human will?

Most likely.

1 MORE DAY TO PASS AND THEN D&D OMG YAY.


At the edge of the world… there is D&D!

August 22nd, 2008 Nichole

Life has settled down for us in the geek, game squad.  Thus, we are going to start a new D&D campaign on Monday, fresh and chock-full of version 4 goodness.  I never liked playing gnomes anyway!

Zach will be running the campaign, which should be fun.  I hope Shaun and Brad don’t conspire to sabotage it again.  In retrospect, it was pretty sweet.  We all had fun cheating with the Deck of Many Things.  Oh lord, did we ever.

There will be four other people playing this time around which… I’m not too sure about.  I don’t like role playing with a ton of people only because the sessions get less and less intimate the more chairs you fill at the table.  I think 1 DM and 4 players is plenty.  This time we will have the 1 DM but 7 other people. I sort of hope they all won’t come every single time.  I’m horrible, I know.

I can’t wait.  Seriously.  I fricken cannot wait.

I need to decide what sort of character to make.  Any suggestions, guys?


My car is alive.

August 20th, 2008 Nichole

I took my car in for an oil change today. Also had the guys look at my brakes, since they’ve been squeaking a lot lately. To make a long story short, I had to have my brakes done. Brake jobs are not cheap, let me tell you.

I keep telling myself that in the long run this is better. Address the problem before it can get any worse. I don’t want my car to be sick.

I know it sounds really childish and sort of batshit insane but a tiny part of me likes to think my car is alive. It’s ludicrous, I know. It’s a piece of metal. Cold. Unfeeling. Much like many of the people I’ve met in my life. Ha ha.

Joke aside, I have Diane Duane’s book So You Want to be a Wizard to thank partially for this mindset. The other half has to do with the Brave Little Toaster, but more-so it’s that Lotus in Duane’s book that got me to loving my car the way Kit loved that Lotus.

I talk to it if it stopped amazingly well in a not-so favorable situation. I always praise it, saying that it’s such a good car. I even rub its gearshift as though I were rubbing a dog behind its ear. I know how it drives and I’d like to think it knows how I am as a driver. We rock in the snow.

My car has never given me any problems.

So yes, batshit insane? Not really. This is batshit insane. I’m just a girl who loves her car a little more than most.


Redirection in your direction.

August 19th, 2008 Nichole

If you pay any attention to the address bar in your browser, you’ll notice that I’ve moved from a directory to a subdomain on my server. Why I hadn’t done this a million years ago (aka 8 months ago) is beyond me. I think it looks a little neater.

I redirected the feeds too, so if you subscribe you should still get all your wonderful, wholesome, lesbian-Nichole goodness packaged in your handy RSS reader. I will get one of those one day. Ben thinks they’re great. Maybe I would too.

Anywho… hot water is fixed and I’m glad that it’s not the heater malfunctioning. NIPSCO had to come out and turn the power off on the water heater for something unknown. Sucks to you NIPSCO!

So yeah. Nothing exciting going on in these parts this evening. I’m still trying to catch up on all my housework since I was down in Indy at BlogIndiana for the weekend.

Ta ta.


Am I really a lesbian?

August 18th, 2008 Nichole

A co-worker of mine asked me not too long ago if I would never be interested in guys. If I had just given up on one half of the world’s population.

This is a question I ask myself often. The thought of having actual, penetrative intercourse right now at this point in my life is just not appealing at all. However, who is to say that five years down the road I won’t meet a man who changes all that?

I’m a firm believer in the Kinsey Scale. There are shades of gay; there are shades of straight. In my life right now I find myself more sexually attracted to women. There is hardly a man in this world I would consider dragging to bed with me. (It’s sad to say but the ones I do find delicious in that sort of way are not real, which is probably why I find them attractive. No chance of a sexual encounter at all. But that’s a whole other story.)

I may find a man one day. I will never say never because it’s such a strong word. It’s so… final. Unchanging. And I like to think that humans change. We’ve all told ourselves that we would never do such a thing before, and then wake up in that never-in-this-lifetime situation.  In short, shit happens.

Yes, I am a lesbian, but I will not completely close the door on men.

I’ll go where the tide takes me because sometimes the journey getting there is fricken’ awesome.