My new blog

teriana.blogspot.com. Creative, huh? Took me hours to come up with that.

New blog

I'm working on a new blog right now based on the high demand of two or three people. Gonna be all customized and whatnot, instead of another blogger template. It should be up in a couple days. I'll try to post on it several times a week. Hopefully it will be more successful than this one. After a year's worth of posting, my blog is still worth nothing.

My blog is worth $0.00.
How much is your blog worth?

Look at me!!

This could very well be my last post for this blog. Almost exactly one year after I started it. I'm no longer a Fudgie in Juneau, but this pertains. I'm on the Field & Stream website. Photo number 11. I can't believe they used my whole name and my home town. Someone's gonna see that and start stalking me. I actually sent in the photo for their Women in the Outdoors piece. If they feature me in the magazine I get a free Surefire flashlight.

Best photos of 2008

New poll

What to do when a Mt. Lion attacks. In a landslide victory, 75% of you turn and run without telling your hiking partner.

Here's the bar graph

All Christmas Post

Your Elf Name Is...

Pixie Mince Meat

What's Your Elf Name?

You Were Pretty Average This Year

You Were 55% Naughty, 45% Nice You tried to be a good girl this year... But as you know, being good isn't that fun! If you're extra sweet, you may have enough time to get on that nice list.

Were You a Naughty Girl or Nice Girl this Year?

You Are Vixen

Sexy and sultry, you're the one all the other reindeer dream about. Why You're Naughty: That fur pulling spat you got into with Dancer over Santa. Why You're Nice: Because even when you're nice, you're still delightfully naughty!

Which of Santa's Reindeer Are You?

You Are a Losing Lottery Ticket!

Full of hope and promise. But in the end, a cheap letdown.

What Crappy Christmas Gift Are You?

Your Christmas Stocking Will Be Filled With Little Wrapped Presents

You've made Santa a very happy fellow this year. Don't worry - what happens at the North Pole stays at the North Pole!

What Will Be In Your Christmas Stocking?

Toenail Poll

The results are in and there's no hanging chads. I'm sure you always wanted to know what others do with the clippings from their toenails. Well now you know.

43% of you leave them there on the floor as God intended
29% Photograph them and sell them on eBay
No one seems to have a collection of toenail clippings
And a small percentage of weirdos carry them to the trash and throw them away

Click here to see the official results. A new poll will be coming soon right after I think one up.

Pics from my trip home

Here's the albums for my trip home. Did it in 7 days this time instead of 5. That includes a day and a half long ferry ride from JNU to Prince Rupert, CAN (Canada...grumble, grumble). I stopped off in Bozeman, MT to visit the Museum of the Rockies. I was going to visit Mount Rushmore, but had to cut my trip short do to Toyota troubles (see note under my list of Things I Could Do Without). I figure it will still be there the next time I travel the country so I can see it later. It's not like they're going to remodel it and replace President Lincoln with Bill Clinton or Millard Fillmore.

Trip Home 1
Trip Home 2
Trip Home 3

O cruel fate, why dost thou tempt me?

On my trip up to Alaska I had many songs burned onto CDs. I thought for sure that I had plenty for the trip. The only problem was that I didn't ever want to stop to switch the CDs in my disk changer. I only bothered to do it once. So I ended up listening to the same CDs over and over 16 hours a day. I now have a strong contempt for many of those songs, one of which was "Free And Easy" by Dierks Bentley. It wasn't one of my all-time favorites to begin with, and it certainly wasn't after listening to it 37 times. Whose evil trick was it to have that song be in the top 10 on the radio at the same time as my trip back to Michigan? Let me know so I can kick their @$$.

In My Room (Sung in High Octave Falsetto)

Since I'm now moved out I thought it would be a good idea to finally post how my room in Alaska looked.

My room

My room from a different angle

My bed

My entertainment system

My library

My walk in closet sideways

My moose

My Christmas decorations I leave up all year

My miniatures collection

I'm back

As most of you know, I'm back in MI now. If you didn't...surprise! Not sure what I'm going to do about this blog. I'm not a Fudgie in Juneau anymore. Pretty soon I'll post the harrowing tale of my trip here along with the photos I took driving by at highway speeds.

Until then, I'll post my everyday ramblings that you've grown so fond of. This morning I brushed my teeth. Then I ate my leftover subway sammich. Then I...no, just kidding.

I applied for three jobs this morning. One as a bank teller, heh heh. One as a van driver for what I can assume is the elderly and infirm. And one at a carbide cutting manufacturing plant in Lewiston. That one was the hardest. I was trying to print out a nice envelope to mail my resume (pronounced reh-zoom). I wasted at least 5 good envelopes. The first few were lost to paper jams until I figured out how to load it properly. I printed the next one and realized I'd spelled 'carbine' instead of 'carbide'. When I printed the next one and thought I had it all worked out and was ready to mail, I realized I spelled the lady's name wrong that it was attention to. Who spells their name Triscia anyway? Hookers and cesspool salesmen, that's who.

Side note: this evening I'm applying for more jobs online. I was checking the Bay City Tribune for listings. I looked at all the jobs. Just for funsies I checked out all the apartments for rent, homes for rent, homes for sales, RV and trailer lots for rent, et cetera. After I was all done and satisfied I noticed the tag after the title of the newspaper. "Matagorda County's Leading News Source Since 1845." Matagorda County? There's no Matagorda County in MI. I had been looking at the Bay City, TX newspaper.

Special Holloween Post

Your Monster Profile

War Slimer You Feast On: Grass You Lurk Around In: Wal-mart You Especially Like to Torment: Your Exes

What's Your Monster Name?

Your Halloween Costume Should Be

Candy Corn

What Should You Be For Halloween?

Your Unique Halloween Costume is a Birthday Stripper

Shocking? Maybe...

What Totally Unique Halloween Costume Should You Wear?

Your Vampire Name Is...

Lenore of Scandinavia

What's Your Vampire Name?

Butterfinger

They call you sticky fingers for a reason!

What Kind of Candy Are You?

You Are

A Distressed Pumpkin Face You would make a good pumpkin pickle.

What's Your Pumpkin Face?

You Are Apple Cider

Smooth and comforting. But downright nasty when cold.

What Part of Fall Are You?

Par-tay

So I was invited to a party yesterday. The hostess said show up around 9ish. I got there a little after nine and we were the only ones there. But I still wrote my name on my beer to make sure it didn't get confused with any of the other drinks. It was at least 45 minutes before the other hostess even showed up. Finally at 10 another person came. They were all calling people begging them to come 'cause it's not really a party with only 4 people. It's more like a really sad book club or something. Eventually around 11 or so more people came. We played a couple silly drinking games. There was a photo taken of me popping the ID back into the pants pocket of some girl after it came out. At the end of the night we ate at Pelminis, which serves pelminis (Russian dumplings). They were just a little meatball wrapped in dough, boiled, then sprinkled with McCormic's seasoned salt that they charge $5 for.

Funniest 'Whose Line' Clip of All Time

This has nothing to do with me or Alaska, but I just had to blog it. I was hard at work at the gun store when I found this clip.

My Anti-Climactic Future

Your Anti Climactic Fortune

Deep into your future, I forsee: Human stupidity

The Anti Climactic Fortune Teller

Trans-Am-O-Meter

Thanks to a few extra deposits to my Trans Am savings account and my mutual funds doing so well, I reached my goal a lot sooner than I expected. So much sooner, in fact, that I decided to increase my goal to $14,000 so I can spring for one with lower miles. Awesome, huh?

Moose Trip

Here's the photos from my moose trip. A few photos I'd like to point out are in album 2. They actually bothered to put a stop sign up at the intersection of 2 unmarked roads that lead to popular hunting trails.

The second one is the photo of the prized grouse my dad shot strapped to the roof of our Explorer.

Moose Trip

Moose Trip 2

Yippee!

My Trans-Am-O-Meter has hit $10,000! Only $2,000 more to go.

Yakutraz Day IV

I triumphantly finished the vault sheet only to discover the next day that my calculator was adding decimal places wrong. This was, of course, after I announced to my manager and the VP of Operations that I discovered all these errors carried over from the previous days. I blame it on Yakutat. My IQ dropped 30 points when the plane touched down. It wasn't me, I swear. It was the calculator. I thought about taking it home just so everyone would believe me. I was gonna put it at my desk at work along with my other nic nacs and put up a little sign. "The Amazing Calculator That Doesn't Calculate! Do Not Feed!"

The new girl showed up that day nearly 30 minutes late. I had to enter the branch by myself and call around to see who could come in. She moseyed in just as I was getting off the phone w/ the VP of Ops. The girl did her teller studies all day and refused to answer the phone even when I was with a member. And even tho I showed her how. She didn't mind using the phone to make personal calls tho.

Amazingly, nothing else went wrong the rest of the day. I got out of there on time for the first time that week. I went to my room, ate one of my $5 TV dinners and watched my favorite of the Gene Hackman movies which I thought was going to be my most hated, Heartbreakers. Also starred Sigourney Weaver and Jennifer Love Hugeboobs. I found that I didn't much care for getting out of work on time since that left me with oodles of free time and nothing to do. I made a call to the gun store to make sure they got my email about faxing the FFL for the AR I was purchasing. The guy on the other end said, "I hope you're not calling from where it sounds like you're calling.... Prison." "Close enough," I said. "Yakutat."

Yakutraz Day III

The day started out nice enough. The sun was out, but I could tell it had rained the night before since the windows in my Expedition were dirty. And of course, the wipers worked on the windshield, but there was no washer fluid. The fluid worked on the back window, but not the wiper. Unrelated to those problems but still annoying was the fact that the cartridge for the CD player was missing. It wouldn't be so bad if Yakutat got more than one radio station. It played a variety of genres, including modern country, 40s blues and broadcasts of local committee meetings. Most of the time I opted to be alone with my thoughts than listen to it.

The morning was fairly slow at the CU. I had the chance to complain to the admin assistant about my room and the infestation there. She hopped on the phone and apparently gave the owners a good tongue lashing. The owners of the lodge called me and offered to set off a bug bomb and give me some more movies to watch.

The afternoon brought 3 people in all at once wanting to open new accounts. And w/ the snails pace computers it took forever. We had bunches, no, bushels of people waiting in line. They must have backed a whole foot out the door. The vault was off again that night and I had to stay until after 7. I couldn't figure it out so I took it home to stew over. At home I had a TV dinner and watched another Gene Hackman movie. The new selection of movies they brought wasn't very appealing. It included an instructional line dancing video, Kickerboxer II and a host of other titles even more forgettable. I snapped some photos of my room and of all the dead spiders I found after they set off the bug bomb. At least they're dead. Now all I have to worry about is irreversable chromosome damage.

Yakutat

Yakutraz Day II

I woke up the next morning and looked in the cupboards for some breakfast. Doritos and beef jerky. I was listening to my headphones after changing my clothes and went back into the kitchen. I jumped back and yelped when I saw a ginormous spider in the sink. It had been there the whole time I was rummaging around for food. After collecting myself I slowly reached for the Dawn soap. I snuck around to the other side of the sink and doused it so it couldn't escape. After he was sufficiently immobilized I flushed him down the drain. I then searched all of the crevasses for more spiders lurking. When I was certain the infestation had been quelled I set out for the day.

I headed for Canon Beach, which is apparently the only attraction in Yakutat since three people told me to visit it. I snapped a few photos while keeping a watchful eye out for bears, which I knew must number in the millions in this part of Alaska. Though I wasn't mulled this time, I wasn't taking any chances. Travelling back to town I passed a sign that was much more appropriate then the two "Welcome to Yakutat" signs just up the road. It said Middle of Nowhere. The second day at the credit union wasnt nearly so stressful, but I had to help all the members myself since the teller with all the 3 weeks experience wasn't working that day. I was still there until almost 7pm trying to work out all the vault problems. I'd like to say I got in some good overtime, but since the branch doesn't open up until late I wasn't even making my 8 hours some days.

I bought some groceries alt Mallot's General Store, the biggest business for the Yakutat CU. Marie Calendar TV dinners were $5 each. That's more than the inflated prices in Juneau. I can't wait until Wal-Mart opens. I miss Sam's Choice. I did find some itty bitty Hagen-Daz ice creams, tho. $1.49 for 4.23 oz. So I ate my ice cream and watched one of my Gene Hackman movies. With no alarm clock I set the timer on the kitchen stove to wake my up the next day.