Okay, if you haven't seen South Park then that's going to sound extremely rude to you.
But I am going home. Just got the okay from the boss man!! Woohoo!!! Hasta la vista little cubicle. See you next year!!!!!
Friday, December 30, 2005
Things are slowly getting better...
although I'm a little stressed out about the money. Hubby is sans job right now. It's for the best though as the last job stressed him out...big time.
But I keep reminding myself that we'll get through it. I DO NOT need to spend at whim as we have done in the past. It's all good.
Other than that, not much has happened. Just trying to get better. Nothing too exciting to report on.
Oh well, other than I missed my sister from HI while she was in town for the holidays. I'm sure she's pissed. We haven't seen eachother in like five years...if that. I do miss her. But I was sooooo sick, I completely forgot she was in town. Then by the time I had realized it, she had left. Bummer.
Hopefully when hubby starts working again, we can save some greenbacks for a nice little trip out there.
Well take care all and have a happy and SAFE New Years!!
But I keep reminding myself that we'll get through it. I DO NOT need to spend at whim as we have done in the past. It's all good.
Other than that, not much has happened. Just trying to get better. Nothing too exciting to report on.
Oh well, other than I missed my sister from HI while she was in town for the holidays. I'm sure she's pissed. We haven't seen eachother in like five years...if that. I do miss her. But I was sooooo sick, I completely forgot she was in town. Then by the time I had realized it, she had left. Bummer.
Hopefully when hubby starts working again, we can save some greenbacks for a nice little trip out there.
Well take care all and have a happy and SAFE New Years!!
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Who in their right mind emails about free tamales at 8 a.m.??
Hmmm, I just realized that most of you may not know what a tamale is. It's the best in hispanic cuisine. Usually shredded beef cooked in a wrapping of cornmeal. And sometimes served with a red enchilada-like sauce poured all over it. Very yummy. But definately not breakfast food.
Yes, I'm feeling better today. Although very tired and annoyed with my nose. How can it be congested and dry at the same time? Ugh!!!! Of course, I'm sure it doesn't help my professional career to give off weird looks to my boss every five minutes because the inside of my nose tickles horrendously before sneezing all over his germ-free environment.
If you are planning on visiting the States, don't bother. We're all sick over here. ALL OF US!!!
I thought I may have escaped it this time, but something felt very ominous to me all last week. I would get a sniffle here, a tickle in my throat there, but then it soon went away and I would continue on about my business.
Wednesday, the day before my vacation started, I just remember walking around the office like Scarlett walking through that field of battered soldiers. Everyone was moaning and sniffling. I couldn't locate one healthy person. Right before I left for my vacation, my cohort and I stopped by a certain gay guy's cubicle to thank him personally for not staying at home and sharing the viral wealth at the office.
Thursday, I had to take hubby to the doctor's. I remember sitting in that waiting room, just surrounded by sickies. I knew I was in trouble the moment I reached for the communal tissue box myself. And that's when it started. I envisioned myself busting into the office with hubby declaring they can do a two-fer because I was coming down with what hubby has. However, instead I patiently waiting for hubby in the 'wading' (through diseases) room while trying to figure out if I would be charged an office AND ER copay if I passed out where I sat.
Finally hubby was done. We picked up food and medicine and I dropped him off at home. At this point we realized we wouldn't be going to California, so I had to do my XMas shopping at an alarming rate so dad could take the presents over to the next state.
I bolted out the door, then experienced the shear pleasure of being horrendously sick in the long lines created two days prior to the biggest fuckin money hungry holiday of the year. Every new line was a new adventure in what I call, "Just space out and try to guess when it's your turn" line waiting. I either felt like I was going to pass out or just stared at a speck on the wall until in my peripheral vision, I saw the lady motion for me to go forward. At this rate, I shouldn't have even been allowed to drive.
Finally I got home, wrapped gifts and passed out. Next thing I remember it was Tuesday and the holidays had passed.
Now I'm coughing in the comfort of my own cubicle at work. Yay!!
Yes, I'm feeling better today. Although very tired and annoyed with my nose. How can it be congested and dry at the same time? Ugh!!!! Of course, I'm sure it doesn't help my professional career to give off weird looks to my boss every five minutes because the inside of my nose tickles horrendously before sneezing all over his germ-free environment.
If you are planning on visiting the States, don't bother. We're all sick over here. ALL OF US!!!
I thought I may have escaped it this time, but something felt very ominous to me all last week. I would get a sniffle here, a tickle in my throat there, but then it soon went away and I would continue on about my business.
Wednesday, the day before my vacation started, I just remember walking around the office like Scarlett walking through that field of battered soldiers. Everyone was moaning and sniffling. I couldn't locate one healthy person. Right before I left for my vacation, my cohort and I stopped by a certain gay guy's cubicle to thank him personally for not staying at home and sharing the viral wealth at the office.
Thursday, I had to take hubby to the doctor's. I remember sitting in that waiting room, just surrounded by sickies. I knew I was in trouble the moment I reached for the communal tissue box myself. And that's when it started. I envisioned myself busting into the office with hubby declaring they can do a two-fer because I was coming down with what hubby has. However, instead I patiently waiting for hubby in the 'wading' (through diseases) room while trying to figure out if I would be charged an office AND ER copay if I passed out where I sat.
Finally hubby was done. We picked up food and medicine and I dropped him off at home. At this point we realized we wouldn't be going to California, so I had to do my XMas shopping at an alarming rate so dad could take the presents over to the next state.
I bolted out the door, then experienced the shear pleasure of being horrendously sick in the long lines created two days prior to the biggest fuckin money hungry holiday of the year. Every new line was a new adventure in what I call, "Just space out and try to guess when it's your turn" line waiting. I either felt like I was going to pass out or just stared at a speck on the wall until in my peripheral vision, I saw the lady motion for me to go forward. At this rate, I shouldn't have even been allowed to drive.
Finally I got home, wrapped gifts and passed out. Next thing I remember it was Tuesday and the holidays had passed.
Now I'm coughing in the comfort of my own cubicle at work. Yay!!
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
I Don't Wanna Go To Work Tomorrow!!!!
Okay, so I'm over my little pouty fest from earlier...but I still don't want to go back to work tomorrow. Bleh!
I hate the fuckin holidays...
No, don't give me that bullshit crap about how isn't it lovely the decorations and spending time with people...it's crap. It's a big commercial holiday in the middle of winter disguised as a christian holiday to those who want to try and fool everyne else that it isn't about the presents.
Think about it....do you know a single family that just spends time with the rest of the family? Like a Thanksgiving with maybe a little church involved? Doubt it.
The whole purpose, really, behind XMas is to celebrate Jesus' birthday, but he wasn't even born in winter. Come'on people!!!
So I've been sick for like the past five days. XMas rolls around. Around noon, we get a call from hubby's sister, swet as always. I did get two text messages from friends. And one more visit from mom-in-law who doesn't even call before coming over.
This woman PISSES ME THE HELL OFF!!!!
They always stop by without calling first. We both feel like crap. They know we're both sick, and even exclaim, "Oh no! So no XMas dinner or nothing?" Then they visit for about an hour and leave. This is HIS FREAKIN MOTHER people!!!!!!
Had my mother been up to the task (I found out she was sick as well on XMas), she would have at least brought over some soup. Or at the VERY LEAST called first.
Yeah, I know I probably sound scattered, but did I mention, I HATE THE FREAKIN HOLIDAYS?!?!?!
Okay, so what would it take for me not to hate the holidays?? Any one or combination of the following:
- No freakin holiday cards. They're a waste. Instead, just call me the day of, wish me well, or send me an email. Please don't waste a couple bucks on a card I'll have to save for the rest of my life for sentimental value (only to you) in which there is absolutely no personal worth at all because you signed all 50 cards you sent out the same way.
- No gifts!! This is so freakin commericial. Why do we do this? Or if you must give gifts, then let it be a donation to the organization of that person's choice. I would be much heppier knowing that $$ is going to someone who really needs it. We have sooooo many other holidays in which to get someone something nice, and on XMas everyone usually ends up with the same thing anyway...in debt up to their eyebrows. It's ridiculous.
- Just spend time with me. Let's have a nice dinner. Or even a BBQ. We can make it potluck. Or start some other inexpensive tradition like Scrabble unti lmidnight. Maybe go offer our time to some shelter together. Maybe switch cleaning eachother's houses a year. Pitch in and do something really meaningful with eachother.
- Just call me. Or text message me. Say Happy Holidays. Let me know you're thinking of me. I think the best gifts I got this year were those in which my buddies or family called us to wish us Merry XMas. It was the best!!! Especially this year because both of us were so out of it. We were huddled in our dark house with the sniffles and completely out of it. So each time someone called it was like a little ray of sunshine in our congested little day. You're comments were a nice little breath a friendly air today too.
That's all I want. Just a little warm greeting during the holiday to say we're thinking of eachother and appreciate our friendship. Maybe spend a little time with family, time with loved ones.
Anyway, I feel better now.
Hope you all had a Happy Holiday!!!!!
Think about it....do you know a single family that just spends time with the rest of the family? Like a Thanksgiving with maybe a little church involved? Doubt it.
The whole purpose, really, behind XMas is to celebrate Jesus' birthday, but he wasn't even born in winter. Come'on people!!!
So I've been sick for like the past five days. XMas rolls around. Around noon, we get a call from hubby's sister, swet as always. I did get two text messages from friends. And one more visit from mom-in-law who doesn't even call before coming over.
This woman PISSES ME THE HELL OFF!!!!
They always stop by without calling first. We both feel like crap. They know we're both sick, and even exclaim, "Oh no! So no XMas dinner or nothing?" Then they visit for about an hour and leave. This is HIS FREAKIN MOTHER people!!!!!!
Had my mother been up to the task (I found out she was sick as well on XMas), she would have at least brought over some soup. Or at the VERY LEAST called first.
Yeah, I know I probably sound scattered, but did I mention, I HATE THE FREAKIN HOLIDAYS?!?!?!
Okay, so what would it take for me not to hate the holidays?? Any one or combination of the following:
- No freakin holiday cards. They're a waste. Instead, just call me the day of, wish me well, or send me an email. Please don't waste a couple bucks on a card I'll have to save for the rest of my life for sentimental value (only to you) in which there is absolutely no personal worth at all because you signed all 50 cards you sent out the same way.
- No gifts!! This is so freakin commericial. Why do we do this? Or if you must give gifts, then let it be a donation to the organization of that person's choice. I would be much heppier knowing that $$ is going to someone who really needs it. We have sooooo many other holidays in which to get someone something nice, and on XMas everyone usually ends up with the same thing anyway...in debt up to their eyebrows. It's ridiculous.
- Just spend time with me. Let's have a nice dinner. Or even a BBQ. We can make it potluck. Or start some other inexpensive tradition like Scrabble unti lmidnight. Maybe go offer our time to some shelter together. Maybe switch cleaning eachother's houses a year. Pitch in and do something really meaningful with eachother.
- Just call me. Or text message me. Say Happy Holidays. Let me know you're thinking of me. I think the best gifts I got this year were those in which my buddies or family called us to wish us Merry XMas. It was the best!!! Especially this year because both of us were so out of it. We were huddled in our dark house with the sniffles and completely out of it. So each time someone called it was like a little ray of sunshine in our congested little day. You're comments were a nice little breath a friendly air today too.
That's all I want. Just a little warm greeting during the holiday to say we're thinking of eachother and appreciate our friendship. Maybe spend a little time with family, time with loved ones.
Anyway, I feel better now.
Hope you all had a Happy Holiday!!!!!
Saturday, December 24, 2005
He Appears Every Year Around This Time...
my freakin cold. Feel like death warmed over.
Happy Christmas!!
Happy Christmas!!
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Has It Only Been a Day...
since I last updated? It feels like so much more.
First off, I must apologize. I know I've been posting here and there, but not commenting on your guys' blogs. Life has just been so hectic lately.
Hubby has not been feeling well. I think he has some kind of bug. So I've been keeping him stocked up on hot tea and chicken noodle soup. I'm not sure if we're going out of town now. Perhaps if he feels better...
Perhaps if I feel better. I always get sick during the holidays. It's like a holiday tradition now. I think it's just all the stress. Bleh!!!
We did go see King Kong. It was a really good movie. The effects were really good and I ended up crying at the end. The harshness of humanity and the bad side of man really is well represented in this movie. Why is it that man destroys everything he discovers? Or at least it seems that way.
Well hubby just got out of the shower. Have a good holday everyone!!
First off, I must apologize. I know I've been posting here and there, but not commenting on your guys' blogs. Life has just been so hectic lately.
Hubby has not been feeling well. I think he has some kind of bug. So I've been keeping him stocked up on hot tea and chicken noodle soup. I'm not sure if we're going out of town now. Perhaps if he feels better...
Perhaps if I feel better. I always get sick during the holidays. It's like a holiday tradition now. I think it's just all the stress. Bleh!!!
We did go see King Kong. It was a really good movie. The effects were really good and I ended up crying at the end. The harshness of humanity and the bad side of man really is well represented in this movie. Why is it that man destroys everything he discovers? Or at least it seems that way.
Well hubby just got out of the shower. Have a good holday everyone!!
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Honey, don't stare, it's impolite
So everytime we're out hubby always asks me if he looks different because everyone is staring. To which I always reply: "Don't be silly honey. No one is staring."
I may have been wrong.
I been noticing people a lot more lately. And damned if he isn't right!!! Everywhere I look, people just blatantly stare at you. Even when you look back!!!
What has happened to good parenting, or just simple politeness? Didn't these folk's mothers tell them not to stare? WTF?
Next time I catch someone staring I'm going to stare them right back and say, "Don't stare, sweetie, it's impolite." or perhaps, "Excuse me, do I have a booger hanging out of my nose? Because you're staring at me like I'm the spawn of Satan."
I may have been wrong.
I been noticing people a lot more lately. And damned if he isn't right!!! Everywhere I look, people just blatantly stare at you. Even when you look back!!!
What has happened to good parenting, or just simple politeness? Didn't these folk's mothers tell them not to stare? WTF?
Next time I catch someone staring I'm going to stare them right back and say, "Don't stare, sweetie, it's impolite." or perhaps, "Excuse me, do I have a booger hanging out of my nose? Because you're staring at me like I'm the spawn of Satan."
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Get him off my tv!!!
I was enjoying my Sunday night Fox lineup, when BAM!!! I was assualted by stupidity and self-propaganda by Bush Jr himself.
Would somebody please stop him from invading MY space?
Would somebody please stop him from invading MY space?
Friday, December 16, 2005
Doesn't she look grown up???
Bluebert's final portfolio review. Doesn't she look all grown up?? Awwwwww....
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Been Awhile
Sorry ladies. I know it's been a little while since I last posted. Well at least it feels like a long time.
Hubby is taking a desperately needed vacation right now. So I've been busy spending time with him.
Work has been going well. I've been a little stressed, but that's normal for the holidays.
I may not update for awhile. I'm taking some time off too and we're going out of state to visit family for the holidays. It'll be a nice break.
Take care everyone and if I don't write til then, Happy Holidays!!
Hubby is taking a desperately needed vacation right now. So I've been busy spending time with him.
Work has been going well. I've been a little stressed, but that's normal for the holidays.
I may not update for awhile. I'm taking some time off too and we're going out of state to visit family for the holidays. It'll be a nice break.
Take care everyone and if I don't write til then, Happy Holidays!!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Good morning fellow bloggers!
So here I am, up at the crack of dawn. Actually BEFORE the crack of dawn. I can see out my office window and there is absolutely no crack to be found. Just pure darkness. Like the void that sucks out all of my life energy in the morning. Augh!!!!
Anyway, hubby wanted to get into work early today. And I let him. Believe me, this is such a stretch, I could have probably written this off as his next five Xmas gifts and still come out ahead. I am NOT an early riser. Never have been, never will be.
Even when I was born I was late. If one month wasn't late enough, I still refused to come out until Noon. I was born at 1 p.m. in the afternoon. And even then mom said I was a quiet baby.
At least I have a friend or two here. The building is not COMPLETELY empty today. That's always the worst. When you are like the first person there. Bleh!
Yeah, I know. I'm not very articulate today. Well give me a freakin break!! It's only 7 a.m. Take care and get plenty of rest!!
Anyway, hubby wanted to get into work early today. And I let him. Believe me, this is such a stretch, I could have probably written this off as his next five Xmas gifts and still come out ahead. I am NOT an early riser. Never have been, never will be.
Even when I was born I was late. If one month wasn't late enough, I still refused to come out until Noon. I was born at 1 p.m. in the afternoon. And even then mom said I was a quiet baby.
At least I have a friend or two here. The building is not COMPLETELY empty today. That's always the worst. When you are like the first person there. Bleh!
Yeah, I know. I'm not very articulate today. Well give me a freakin break!! It's only 7 a.m. Take care and get plenty of rest!!
Monday, December 12, 2005
Okay, okay, enough...
I'm just going to say one thing and leave it at that. I understand what Democracy means. I really do. It's means what the majority wants. Not whats right. Not what the intelligent think is right. Just the majority. I'm just not sure I want to live in a nation in which the majority don't know the meaning of respect.
So this weekend was jam packed with fun!! I'm freakin exhausted.
Saturday was WW (lost again), then hubby napped, I did laundry, cleaned up a little, then we headed out for coffee with some friends (including Bluebert).
We get to the coffee shop and it's freakin closed!!! All of us sitting out there saying, WTF?! because we're massive coffee drinkers. Half an hour later we decide to go bowling.
We had a lot of fun. I was a little concerned about Bluebert though. She got another cold and the poor thing wasn't bowling very well because of it. She kept on plopping down on the chairs and frowning. (Actually it was kind of funny.) She didn't bowl that badly. I've seen much worse.
We also were bowling with R&K. Poor thing was in the hospital last Wednesday, so I was surprised she was up for fun and such. But her and I were neck and neck for top bowlers. She took first game and I took 2nd. I scored around 150-160 the night, which is not bad for not bowling in at least two years.
Then we headed over to R&Ks for Trivial Pursuit Pop Edition. Such fun was had!! We didn't get home until 2:30 a.m.
Sunday I woke up at Noon, left to go visit my mom, then visited hubby's mom, then back home at about 9:30 p.m.
I'm exhausted. Ta, ta, loverlies!!
So this weekend was jam packed with fun!! I'm freakin exhausted.
Saturday was WW (lost again), then hubby napped, I did laundry, cleaned up a little, then we headed out for coffee with some friends (including Bluebert).
We get to the coffee shop and it's freakin closed!!! All of us sitting out there saying, WTF?! because we're massive coffee drinkers. Half an hour later we decide to go bowling.
We had a lot of fun. I was a little concerned about Bluebert though. She got another cold and the poor thing wasn't bowling very well because of it. She kept on plopping down on the chairs and frowning. (Actually it was kind of funny.) She didn't bowl that badly. I've seen much worse.
We also were bowling with R&K. Poor thing was in the hospital last Wednesday, so I was surprised she was up for fun and such. But her and I were neck and neck for top bowlers. She took first game and I took 2nd. I scored around 150-160 the night, which is not bad for not bowling in at least two years.
Then we headed over to R&Ks for Trivial Pursuit Pop Edition. Such fun was had!! We didn't get home until 2:30 a.m.
Sunday I woke up at Noon, left to go visit my mom, then visited hubby's mom, then back home at about 9:30 p.m.
I'm exhausted. Ta, ta, loverlies!!
Political Rant
Now most of you who know me, know that usually I don't go all political on this blog. However, today I am making an exception. Lemme give you a few reasons why I'm pissed off at good old America lately...
http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/business/national/13378291.htm
Granted I want to quit smoking some day. I do agree that smoking is bad for your health, but guess what? So is being overweight, watching too much television, getting drunk all the time. I can understand a company being concerned with health costs on smokers. I can see both sides of the picture. But ya know what? Last time I checked this was SUPPOSED to be a free country. If the smokers (and yes, that includes me at the moment) want to smoke, then let them. But if the company has to pay extra, then stop paying extra. Tell everyone at the company you're switching to a cafeteria style plan. Everyone gets x amount of dollars and the rest they have to pay for themselves. They chose to smoke, let them foot the extra cost. Don't go firing people for a FREAKIN LEGAL SUBSTANCE!!!!!
No wait, I changed my mind. Let's start firing overweight people, because it's proven that they too incur more costs. How about people with Diabetes? It's they're own damn fault they don't take care of themselves. And let's not cover family plans or maternity, because we all know that children have TONS of costs.
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-0512110424dec11,1,3433085.story?coll=chi-newsnationworld-hed
Damn that kid for being bilingual. I mean hey, if the kid wants to show off his skills then he should speak French or Latin. But espanol?! Damn him.
Oh wait, he does speak English? Yeah, but come'on he spoke spanish here. Doesn't he know that we hold an unequal bias against hispanics here in America?
As a matter of fact it's probably better to be black than brown these days. WTF?!?! In any other situation this kid would have been applauded for knowing two languages and speaking them fluently. But heaven forbid, the second language should be spanish!! What is wrong with you people?!
You know, I was going to find a few other news stories and put them up here and comment about them....but why bother? The state of the union is disgusting nowadays. Here's some general reasons why:
War - We're declared a war on a nation that didn't want our help. In doing so we've fostered a new culture that has actually taken away women's rights. Our boys are getting slaughtered by the minute and we've totally tanked our spending. We've spent so much on the war, that it has effected us double-fold with...
Katrina - It's been three months, and some neighborhoods still aren't open for people to go back and look at the devastation that was their homes. Funding has been restricted in some areas. The initial massacre was awful. And yes, I call what Brownie and the gov't did to our people down there a massacre.
Immigration - Does any one, any one, remember what the Statue of Liberty stands for in this nation? "Give us your" mean anything to you? How can you claim to be American and refuse rights to today's immigrants that were afforded your ancestors not too long ago? If it weren't for the immigrants, we wouldn't have an America. (Sidenote: No immigrants? No problem. We can easily resolve this. Everyone out but the native americans!! What? You don't like that? Tough shit, it wasn't ours to begin with. Dumb fucks!)
Accepted Bias - Okay, so let me get this straight. I can't treat anyone differently due to race, religion, age, political party, but I can be biased towards people on their personal choices, such as not eating healthy and smoking? Is that right? Hmmm, could you point me towards the fucker that said it was okay to treat anyone differently based on rights they were given in the first place? I mean we're not talking illegal substances here (and yes, that's a debate for another time). You're reprimanding them for a choice they made about a lifestyle that is legal and allowing big business (*cough insurance companies cough*) to run it all. Fuckers!
Okay, okay enough. I'm exhausted from all the disgust my poor little mind and heart has had to feel in response to all this crap. I could go further (*whisper by the way, women make less on average than men do since Bush started in office, and don't give me that whole manternity leave crap whisper*), but I won't, I can't.
Maybe it's time for good old Onyx to become politically active, huh? Try to make a change? Wait a second, is that maturity? Hmmmm....
Talk to guys later!!!
http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/business/national/13378291.htm
Granted I want to quit smoking some day. I do agree that smoking is bad for your health, but guess what? So is being overweight, watching too much television, getting drunk all the time. I can understand a company being concerned with health costs on smokers. I can see both sides of the picture. But ya know what? Last time I checked this was SUPPOSED to be a free country. If the smokers (and yes, that includes me at the moment) want to smoke, then let them. But if the company has to pay extra, then stop paying extra. Tell everyone at the company you're switching to a cafeteria style plan. Everyone gets x amount of dollars and the rest they have to pay for themselves. They chose to smoke, let them foot the extra cost. Don't go firing people for a FREAKIN LEGAL SUBSTANCE!!!!!
No wait, I changed my mind. Let's start firing overweight people, because it's proven that they too incur more costs. How about people with Diabetes? It's they're own damn fault they don't take care of themselves. And let's not cover family plans or maternity, because we all know that children have TONS of costs.
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-0512110424dec11,1,3433085.story?coll=chi-newsnationworld-hed
Damn that kid for being bilingual. I mean hey, if the kid wants to show off his skills then he should speak French or Latin. But espanol?! Damn him.
Oh wait, he does speak English? Yeah, but come'on he spoke spanish here. Doesn't he know that we hold an unequal bias against hispanics here in America?
As a matter of fact it's probably better to be black than brown these days. WTF?!?! In any other situation this kid would have been applauded for knowing two languages and speaking them fluently. But heaven forbid, the second language should be spanish!! What is wrong with you people?!
You know, I was going to find a few other news stories and put them up here and comment about them....but why bother? The state of the union is disgusting nowadays. Here's some general reasons why:
War - We're declared a war on a nation that didn't want our help. In doing so we've fostered a new culture that has actually taken away women's rights. Our boys are getting slaughtered by the minute and we've totally tanked our spending. We've spent so much on the war, that it has effected us double-fold with...
Katrina - It's been three months, and some neighborhoods still aren't open for people to go back and look at the devastation that was their homes. Funding has been restricted in some areas. The initial massacre was awful. And yes, I call what Brownie and the gov't did to our people down there a massacre.
Immigration - Does any one, any one, remember what the Statue of Liberty stands for in this nation? "Give us your" mean anything to you? How can you claim to be American and refuse rights to today's immigrants that were afforded your ancestors not too long ago? If it weren't for the immigrants, we wouldn't have an America. (Sidenote: No immigrants? No problem. We can easily resolve this. Everyone out but the native americans!! What? You don't like that? Tough shit, it wasn't ours to begin with. Dumb fucks!)
Accepted Bias - Okay, so let me get this straight. I can't treat anyone differently due to race, religion, age, political party, but I can be biased towards people on their personal choices, such as not eating healthy and smoking? Is that right? Hmmm, could you point me towards the fucker that said it was okay to treat anyone differently based on rights they were given in the first place? I mean we're not talking illegal substances here (and yes, that's a debate for another time). You're reprimanding them for a choice they made about a lifestyle that is legal and allowing big business (*cough insurance companies cough*) to run it all. Fuckers!
Okay, okay enough. I'm exhausted from all the disgust my poor little mind and heart has had to feel in response to all this crap. I could go further (*whisper by the way, women make less on average than men do since Bush started in office, and don't give me that whole manternity leave crap whisper*), but I won't, I can't.
Maybe it's time for good old Onyx to become politically active, huh? Try to make a change? Wait a second, is that maturity? Hmmmm....
Talk to guys later!!!
Friday, December 09, 2005
Shoes
You guys are funny!! I just naturally assumed everyone felt younger than their age. But to feel the same age always??
Okay, so did I tell you I got hooked on the Style network when I was out on vacation?? I watched and learned about the various concepts on putting together a fashionable ensemble. one thing I noticed was that the women ALWAYS...ALWAYS wore heels. Not pumps, heels.
So I decided I must follow this bit of fashion advice or risk being a fashion faux pas.
So one of the pair I got was these:
Aren't they adorable??
But what I didn't realize is that heels even a smidgen too big without straps is a very bad, if not just annoying, thing.
Everytime I walk, I look like a peg leg pirate because I'm trying to keep my right shoe on my heel.
I tried stuffing the toe with Kleenex, but it still slips. And now I've got this annoying padding wrapped around my toes.
But they are cute, aren't they??
Part of the whole reason I dressed up today is because I'm still losing weight. Not much, but enough. I put on an old pair of pants that were a bit too tight before and they fit perfectly now. So I figured I better show off my new svelte figure with leg enhancing heels.
Heels always make you look better. They slim the legs, lift the butt, lift the boobs. I have rarely seen a women look bad in heels. No matter what she looks like. (Although most larger women should avoid wearing bikinis with heels *shiver*)
So here I sit, all glammed up, afraid to move from my desk. Good thing I don't have any meetings.
Okay, so did I tell you I got hooked on the Style network when I was out on vacation?? I watched and learned about the various concepts on putting together a fashionable ensemble. one thing I noticed was that the women ALWAYS...ALWAYS wore heels. Not pumps, heels.
So I decided I must follow this bit of fashion advice or risk being a fashion faux pas.
So one of the pair I got was these:Aren't they adorable??
But what I didn't realize is that heels even a smidgen too big without straps is a very bad, if not just annoying, thing.
Everytime I walk, I look like a peg leg pirate because I'm trying to keep my right shoe on my heel.
I tried stuffing the toe with Kleenex, but it still slips. And now I've got this annoying padding wrapped around my toes.
But they are cute, aren't they??
Part of the whole reason I dressed up today is because I'm still losing weight. Not much, but enough. I put on an old pair of pants that were a bit too tight before and they fit perfectly now. So I figured I better show off my new svelte figure with leg enhancing heels.
Heels always make you look better. They slim the legs, lift the butt, lift the boobs. I have rarely seen a women look bad in heels. No matter what she looks like. (Although most larger women should avoid wearing bikinis with heels *shiver*)
So here I sit, all glammed up, afraid to move from my desk. Good thing I don't have any meetings.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
The Discussion
wasn't really a discussion, so much as me trying to painfully extract information from my hubby.
It went something like this:
Don't be fooled. He's doing this on purpose to annoy the crap outta me.
The discussion ended up with me rolling my eyes and swearing that I would get back at him somehow. Eventually he got the hint and said he wanted to finish his project first then start looking around. Men!!!
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So I've decided my ass prefers to be at work. I've felt the need to pee every five seconds, except once I get to work. Then it's somewhat bearable and by the time the afternoon rolls around, I feel right as rain again. How sad is that?
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I went to Einsteins again this morning. I didn't realize all the weird stuff that goes on there. Yesterday, Missy picked me up a little late. I was freezing my butt off waiting outside, when a horde (or perhaps a gaggle) of young'uns descended upon the courtyard in a frenzy of bubble-gum and Trapper Keepers.
I decided to stay and watch them. It reminded me of the days when me and my friends would wait outside the school, smoking and cursing. One girl there, had worn a skirt and everyone was giving her shit for it. Ahhhh, the good old days.
I started getting very remininscent, then reminded myself that I could do as I pleased now and didn't need a fake id to drink. You couldn't pay me money to go back to any age below 21.
Well have a fun Thursday!!!
It went something like this:
Me: "So honey, if you could move anywhere, where would
you move?"
Hubby: "The bathroom. Just set it up with a flat panel screen
and a laptop and I'd be set."
Me: "No seriously. If you could move anywhere in the United
States, where would it be?"
Hubby: "Well the office is moving a few blocks north, so I
guess that would be as good a place as any."
Don't be fooled. He's doing this on purpose to annoy the crap outta me.
The discussion ended up with me rolling my eyes and swearing that I would get back at him somehow. Eventually he got the hint and said he wanted to finish his project first then start looking around. Men!!!
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So I've decided my ass prefers to be at work. I've felt the need to pee every five seconds, except once I get to work. Then it's somewhat bearable and by the time the afternoon rolls around, I feel right as rain again. How sad is that?
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I went to Einsteins again this morning. I didn't realize all the weird stuff that goes on there. Yesterday, Missy picked me up a little late. I was freezing my butt off waiting outside, when a horde (or perhaps a gaggle) of young'uns descended upon the courtyard in a frenzy of bubble-gum and Trapper Keepers.
I decided to stay and watch them. It reminded me of the days when me and my friends would wait outside the school, smoking and cursing. One girl there, had worn a skirt and everyone was giving her shit for it. Ahhhh, the good old days.
I started getting very remininscent, then reminded myself that I could do as I pleased now and didn't need a fake id to drink. You couldn't pay me money to go back to any age below 21.
Well have a fun Thursday!!!
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
The Angst!!!
So I just recently learned at work that Elvis shall soon be leaving the building. Mr help Desk is moving on to bigger and better things.
But just a few minutes ago, I learned that one of my BEST buds at work is trying to apply for his position. oh happy days!!! It would be great!!!
So I do love working here. I don't wnat to leave. But (sigh) my hubby's happiness is of the utmost importance. Decisions, decisions.
I shall talk to him tonight about what would be the best solution. (cross fingers)
But just a few minutes ago, I learned that one of my BEST buds at work is trying to apply for his position. oh happy days!!! It would be great!!!
So I do love working here. I don't wnat to leave. But (sigh) my hubby's happiness is of the utmost importance. Decisions, decisions.
I shall talk to him tonight about what would be the best solution. (cross fingers)
Life Is Too Short
Hubby is miserable. His new job has absolutely no creative aspect to it whatsoever. They brought him on as a 'graphic designer' and quite frankly he's not designing anything.
Every day I get to hear him go on about how he's upset because this isn't what he wanted to do. He wants to work for a design firm.
I've had it.
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So, I'm going to ask him where he wants to move to, and go there. That's right, sell the house, get a new job, pack up the puppies, and go.
It's not like we have any obligations here. I love my job, but even I have to admit that this isn't exactly how I thought I'd be spending my Masters degree.
Life is too short to not live out your dreams. Or at least try to. If we fail, it's no big deal. We just come back to AZ.
So probably around March I'm going to try to talk him into doing this. It's ridiculous to at least not try. He's so miserable.
I'll let you know.
Every day I get to hear him go on about how he's upset because this isn't what he wanted to do. He wants to work for a design firm.
I've had it.
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So, I'm going to ask him where he wants to move to, and go there. That's right, sell the house, get a new job, pack up the puppies, and go.
It's not like we have any obligations here. I love my job, but even I have to admit that this isn't exactly how I thought I'd be spending my Masters degree.
Life is too short to not live out your dreams. Or at least try to. If we fail, it's no big deal. We just come back to AZ.
So probably around March I'm going to try to talk him into doing this. It's ridiculous to at least not try. He's so miserable.
I'll let you know.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
So Freakin Tired
Hmmm, I was going to write something specific but now I can't remember what it was...
Anyway, I've been really busy at work lately. Which is a good thing. But believe me, what i have to work on well exceeds my forty hours.
I tried to work from home yesterday, but they cut of access to everyone. So frustrated because I couldn't work, yet happy because I had an excuse not too.
Oh that's what I was going to write about!!! Found a great new resteraunt. However, it's only in Phoenix. It's called "Under Wraps". The guy who runs it was a chef at a resort in Paradise Valley. All of his stuff is really fresh. Hubby tried the butter nut squash soup and it was fantabulous!!! I had the Asian Chicken Wrap. Yum!!!!!!!
Anyway, if you're in Phoenix, and get the chance, Under Wraps at 23rd Ave and Dunlap!!! Scrumdillyumptious!!!
Well gotta go...busy week. Take care fellow bloggers!!
Anyway, I've been really busy at work lately. Which is a good thing. But believe me, what i have to work on well exceeds my forty hours.
I tried to work from home yesterday, but they cut of access to everyone. So frustrated because I couldn't work, yet happy because I had an excuse not too.
Oh that's what I was going to write about!!! Found a great new resteraunt. However, it's only in Phoenix. It's called "Under Wraps". The guy who runs it was a chef at a resort in Paradise Valley. All of his stuff is really fresh. Hubby tried the butter nut squash soup and it was fantabulous!!! I had the Asian Chicken Wrap. Yum!!!!!!!
Anyway, if you're in Phoenix, and get the chance, Under Wraps at 23rd Ave and Dunlap!!! Scrumdillyumptious!!!
Well gotta go...busy week. Take care fellow bloggers!!
Bluebert graduation countdown...10 days!!!!!
Monday, December 05, 2005
Another Busy Weekend!!!
Friday
It all started with Friday night. I had to get home early to meet up with hubby's friend to pay her some money. However, apparently she's a murphy's law follower too, because she didn't arrive until the exact moment hubby arrived home. Great!!
Then we had to head out to the company holiday party. This is my first year at work and therefore my first holiday party with them. So I already know...it's gonna suck. Just because I don't know a lot of people just yet. Okay, granted I have been there for a year, but it wasn't until I was at my other company's for about three years that I really started to feel comfortable with company gatherings.
It was pretty nice though. Steak dinner and free drinks. I hung out with my usual pals, which was cool. However, everyone else was so busy socializing with everyone else, we didn't get much time. There was one couple there, which hubby and I get along with greatly, which thankfully stayed and kept us company. I will call them R & K. Anyway, we were sitting outside, joking around, when R picks up a wax candle to relight it. He ended up tipping over the holder and spilled wax in some pretty precarious places. Okay, to be quite frank he ended up with a spooge mark right on his crotch.
He was soooo devastated, and I'm sure we didn't make it any better, laughing and pointing to his crotch. He was trying to devise a way to smoothly make his exit, he was so horrified. We kept on telling him to have fun with it. I said he should walk up to people, start talking, then get really excited. But to no avail. He ended up with K walking in front of him out the door. It was too funny.
Hubby and I headed out early. He was tired and I admit I was too.
Saturday
Bluebert came and got me for WW. I finally lost a decent amount of weight. (yay!) Then we hung out for the rest of the day. Got hubby glasses. The place normally does hour prescriptions, however since hubby is nearly blind, we'll have to wait about ten days for his.
Then we went to R's brother's coffee house. He manages the place and every once in awhile they have open mike night. It's pretty casual. And tons of fun. We get to hang out with a bunch of creatives and no one cares if your singing along to the songs off key.
Aftwerwards, we headed over to 5 & Diner and just talked and chilled. As always we park ourselves outside for the ability to smoke while we talk. Well, it's getting pretty chilly, but 5&D has those propane heaters. Unfortunately, the one nearest to moi is never on. Then the waitress fiddles with it for about an hour while I sit nervously wondering if smoking next to these gas bombs is a smart idea.
I (well, actually we, Bluebert and I because hubby went home before we left for 5&D) got home around 10:30 and watched the rest of SNL with hubby, roommate, and Bluebert.
Sunday
Pretty relaxing with the exception that hubby's mom and her husband said they were coming by in the afternoon. Usually this means right after church (Noon) so hubby and I had to discuss whether we were going to attempt to get breakfast quickly before they showed up.
We decided to be nice and wait it out.
We waited it out until 3 p.m. By that time we were hallucinating due to starvation and wondering where the hell they were. Finally we gave up and headed out for pizza and pigged out like Jabba the Hut at a Pizza Hut buffet. (Ewww, that's just a nasty visual. Sorry to have made you envision that.)
When we got back home, still no word from them. At about 5 p.m. they knocked on the door and informed us they needed to go to Costco first before they closed, but would be back soon. Thank God we didn't wait, but geez I hate waiting around for people all freakin day!!!!
Around 6:30 p.m. they showed back up again and camped for about an hour and a half, while we both slumped on the couch, eyes half open, trying to figure out how to politely guide them to the front door so we can finally get some relaxation before our weekend was completely over.
Watched some Simpsons, Family Guy, American Dad; then crashed in dream-filled bliss.
Monday
Had some morning delight then defurred my sweater for about half an hour at work.
Okay, you're all caught up. Have a good Monday!!
It all started with Friday night. I had to get home early to meet up with hubby's friend to pay her some money. However, apparently she's a murphy's law follower too, because she didn't arrive until the exact moment hubby arrived home. Great!!
Then we had to head out to the company holiday party. This is my first year at work and therefore my first holiday party with them. So I already know...it's gonna suck. Just because I don't know a lot of people just yet. Okay, granted I have been there for a year, but it wasn't until I was at my other company's for about three years that I really started to feel comfortable with company gatherings.
It was pretty nice though. Steak dinner and free drinks. I hung out with my usual pals, which was cool. However, everyone else was so busy socializing with everyone else, we didn't get much time. There was one couple there, which hubby and I get along with greatly, which thankfully stayed and kept us company. I will call them R & K. Anyway, we were sitting outside, joking around, when R picks up a wax candle to relight it. He ended up tipping over the holder and spilled wax in some pretty precarious places. Okay, to be quite frank he ended up with a spooge mark right on his crotch.
He was soooo devastated, and I'm sure we didn't make it any better, laughing and pointing to his crotch. He was trying to devise a way to smoothly make his exit, he was so horrified. We kept on telling him to have fun with it. I said he should walk up to people, start talking, then get really excited. But to no avail. He ended up with K walking in front of him out the door. It was too funny.
Hubby and I headed out early. He was tired and I admit I was too.
Saturday
Bluebert came and got me for WW. I finally lost a decent amount of weight. (yay!) Then we hung out for the rest of the day. Got hubby glasses. The place normally does hour prescriptions, however since hubby is nearly blind, we'll have to wait about ten days for his.
Then we went to R's brother's coffee house. He manages the place and every once in awhile they have open mike night. It's pretty casual. And tons of fun. We get to hang out with a bunch of creatives and no one cares if your singing along to the songs off key.
Aftwerwards, we headed over to 5 & Diner and just talked and chilled. As always we park ourselves outside for the ability to smoke while we talk. Well, it's getting pretty chilly, but 5&D has those propane heaters. Unfortunately, the one nearest to moi is never on. Then the waitress fiddles with it for about an hour while I sit nervously wondering if smoking next to these gas bombs is a smart idea.
I (well, actually we, Bluebert and I because hubby went home before we left for 5&D) got home around 10:30 and watched the rest of SNL with hubby, roommate, and Bluebert.
Sunday
Pretty relaxing with the exception that hubby's mom and her husband said they were coming by in the afternoon. Usually this means right after church (Noon) so hubby and I had to discuss whether we were going to attempt to get breakfast quickly before they showed up.
We decided to be nice and wait it out.
We waited it out until 3 p.m. By that time we were hallucinating due to starvation and wondering where the hell they were. Finally we gave up and headed out for pizza and pigged out like Jabba the Hut at a Pizza Hut buffet. (Ewww, that's just a nasty visual. Sorry to have made you envision that.)
When we got back home, still no word from them. At about 5 p.m. they knocked on the door and informed us they needed to go to Costco first before they closed, but would be back soon. Thank God we didn't wait, but geez I hate waiting around for people all freakin day!!!!
Around 6:30 p.m. they showed back up again and camped for about an hour and a half, while we both slumped on the couch, eyes half open, trying to figure out how to politely guide them to the front door so we can finally get some relaxation before our weekend was completely over.
Watched some Simpsons, Family Guy, American Dad; then crashed in dream-filled bliss.
Monday
Had some morning delight then defurred my sweater for about half an hour at work.
Okay, you're all caught up. Have a good Monday!!
Friday, December 02, 2005
Why am I so blessed?
So here is my typical day:
I hit the snooze button a few times, then finally decide to wake up after a few minutes of snuggling with my cat. I sluggishly make my way to the kitchen where I make fresh Seattle's Best coffee (with a french press) and a freshly made smoothie with pomengranate or Kern's fruit juice and frozen fruit with soy milk.
Then I go to take a shower fully loaded with all sorts of scented soaps and special facial cleansers, all under a piping hot full stream of water. I get out and put on my Loreal makeup choosing from a variety of colors and dry my hair with a warm blowdryer.
Then I go to my closet and peruse the selection of tons of shirts of pants. Finally deciding on something comfortable, I bring in my healthy dogs from the yard and set out for another day's adventure.
Hubby drives me to Circle K to meet up with my carpool mate. If I'm too cold or too warm, I adjust the temperature in the car. He finally drops me off, where I buy essentially anything I want but usually settle for a large Diet Coke and perhaps a pack of cigs.
My carpool mate picks me up. We smoke one on the way there, unworried about time, and we march in to work at a lazy pace. I sit down before my computer. Fully loaded and located in a building which is climate controlled and offers free coffee at any time of the day. Around lunchtime, we decide we're hungry and choose to order from a myriad of places ranging from chinese to american food.
At a time determined by me, I go home with my carpool mate who is gracious enough to drop me off at home every day. I let my dogs out who have been lazing around on various sleeping surfaces (such as the couch or my bed) and then change into more clothes that are comfortable and clean.
Hubby comes home. We decide on dinner. The food available is endless. We then come home, and check our computers via high speed internet, maybe play a few online games, pay bills online, and then sit ourselves in comfort in the living room to watch some 'reality' television show.
Around 9 p.m. we decide we're way to tired to finish the day, and head off to our seperate beds, filled with pillows and blankets, to sleep and start this all over again.
Now I know we probably don't live as lavishly as some. As a matter of fact we probably don't live as lavishly as some of you reading this. But in reality, we live a lot better than most.
I met a man the other day, begging for food. He said it had been months since a person last treated him kindly. I didn't ask what his story was. But he was relatively clean and certainly very nice.
There are so many ways in which my husband and I could have ended up that way. But through hard work and a little (okay, a lot) of help from family and friends, we managed to get to where we're at today. That's not saying it could all be taken away some day, say by a hurricane, a declined economy, a bomb, a tragic accident.
But today I am extremely grateful.
Grateful for my health, my realtionships, my animals, my family and friend's health, our happiness, our ability to get warm food and sleep in a warm bed.
It's unfathomable to me sometimes how I ended up being born in this day and age, with all these conveniences, with all my freedoms, with all the opportunities.
I know it's not Thanksgiving Day, but shouldn't every day be?
I hit the snooze button a few times, then finally decide to wake up after a few minutes of snuggling with my cat. I sluggishly make my way to the kitchen where I make fresh Seattle's Best coffee (with a french press) and a freshly made smoothie with pomengranate or Kern's fruit juice and frozen fruit with soy milk.
Then I go to take a shower fully loaded with all sorts of scented soaps and special facial cleansers, all under a piping hot full stream of water. I get out and put on my Loreal makeup choosing from a variety of colors and dry my hair with a warm blowdryer.
Then I go to my closet and peruse the selection of tons of shirts of pants. Finally deciding on something comfortable, I bring in my healthy dogs from the yard and set out for another day's adventure.
Hubby drives me to Circle K to meet up with my carpool mate. If I'm too cold or too warm, I adjust the temperature in the car. He finally drops me off, where I buy essentially anything I want but usually settle for a large Diet Coke and perhaps a pack of cigs.
My carpool mate picks me up. We smoke one on the way there, unworried about time, and we march in to work at a lazy pace. I sit down before my computer. Fully loaded and located in a building which is climate controlled and offers free coffee at any time of the day. Around lunchtime, we decide we're hungry and choose to order from a myriad of places ranging from chinese to american food.
At a time determined by me, I go home with my carpool mate who is gracious enough to drop me off at home every day. I let my dogs out who have been lazing around on various sleeping surfaces (such as the couch or my bed) and then change into more clothes that are comfortable and clean.
Hubby comes home. We decide on dinner. The food available is endless. We then come home, and check our computers via high speed internet, maybe play a few online games, pay bills online, and then sit ourselves in comfort in the living room to watch some 'reality' television show.
Around 9 p.m. we decide we're way to tired to finish the day, and head off to our seperate beds, filled with pillows and blankets, to sleep and start this all over again.
Now I know we probably don't live as lavishly as some. As a matter of fact we probably don't live as lavishly as some of you reading this. But in reality, we live a lot better than most.
I met a man the other day, begging for food. He said it had been months since a person last treated him kindly. I didn't ask what his story was. But he was relatively clean and certainly very nice.
There are so many ways in which my husband and I could have ended up that way. But through hard work and a little (okay, a lot) of help from family and friends, we managed to get to where we're at today. That's not saying it could all be taken away some day, say by a hurricane, a declined economy, a bomb, a tragic accident.
But today I am extremely grateful.
Grateful for my health, my realtionships, my animals, my family and friend's health, our happiness, our ability to get warm food and sleep in a warm bed.
It's unfathomable to me sometimes how I ended up being born in this day and age, with all these conveniences, with all my freedoms, with all the opportunities.
I know it's not Thanksgiving Day, but shouldn't every day be?
Thursday, December 01, 2005
I've had it with today!!
Hubby got paid his 2nd paycheck and it was MUCH less than anticipated.
I just had visions of us sitting around paste and newspaper, saying "Do you thinks grandma would prefer a clover or doggie mache pinata this year?"
After much frustration and reaming, I talked my husband into talking to his HR dept to find out what was going on. Apparently this is his "fun" check. That cracks me up. Just exactly what type of "fun" do they think we do? Apparently it's not drinking Dom and snacking on caviar. Which is okay, but Wild Vines and Ritz would be acceptable too.
I think this check was more like ketchup spaghetti and unfiltered water.
So now I have to move all our finances around to pay for the first edumacation monthly payment. Thank God I get paid three times this month or it would totally undoable.
In addition to all the money chaos, they did layoffs last week, therefore we're left with a whole bunch of people doing other people's job who have no clue. I've had one girl call me three times today to redo the same report.
Her: "Ummm, could have the same numbers, by by the person's left eyeball color, unless they're male, then I need it by their cousin's hour of birth. Sorry."
Ugh!!! I hate that. They feel bad for asking you. You feel bad for making them feel like a dumbshit. And in the end you both are dancing around the frustration, saying, "Sorry, so sorry. That's okay. Tee, hee, hee."
When is it time to go home? I've already worked forty hours this week and I have an "Apprentice" to catch tonight.
I just had visions of us sitting around paste and newspaper, saying "Do you thinks grandma would prefer a clover or doggie mache pinata this year?"
After much frustration and reaming, I talked my husband into talking to his HR dept to find out what was going on. Apparently this is his "fun" check. That cracks me up. Just exactly what type of "fun" do they think we do? Apparently it's not drinking Dom and snacking on caviar. Which is okay, but Wild Vines and Ritz would be acceptable too.
I think this check was more like ketchup spaghetti and unfiltered water.
So now I have to move all our finances around to pay for the first edumacation monthly payment. Thank God I get paid three times this month or it would totally undoable.
In addition to all the money chaos, they did layoffs last week, therefore we're left with a whole bunch of people doing other people's job who have no clue. I've had one girl call me three times today to redo the same report.
Her: "Ummm, could have the same numbers, by by the person's left eyeball color, unless they're male, then I need it by their cousin's hour of birth. Sorry."
Ugh!!! I hate that. They feel bad for asking you. You feel bad for making them feel like a dumbshit. And in the end you both are dancing around the frustration, saying, "Sorry, so sorry. That's okay. Tee, hee, hee."
When is it time to go home? I've already worked forty hours this week and I have an "Apprentice" to catch tonight.
Body Image
You knew I was going to write about this, didn't ya hippo?
So Hippo IMs me yesterday with worries about my current obsession over weight. I do have to admit that body image is much healthier in the UK than in America, however I must explain myself. Or at least feel the need to.
Since before time, I have struggled with my weight. I can never remember a time when I was happy with my body or even a normal weight. Well, I take that back.
When I was dating my husband, I was about 155 pounds. For my frame, it actually worked out well. I was working out all the time, a non-smoker, eating semi-healthy.
After I got married, I ballooned out. My husband eats like a horse and therefore I ate like a goat.
I am heavier now than I have ever been. I think my mental image of myself is probably a lot better than what I actually look like. I do think I'm attractive, but my main concerns are health.
It's simply not healthy to be this weight. I'm getting to the age where heart, diabetes, and other factors could come into play if I don't lose this weight. I don't think I'm being unrealistic. Currently according to the 'charts', I'm obese. I do have somewhat of a problem with these charts, but I am so well over the 'obese' mark, that I know I at least need to get under it.
I certainly know I don't look obese, but for health reasons I need to get my weight down. My immediate goal is to lose at least 20 pounds. I would feel so much better if I lost that much. Not only emotionally but physically as well.
I don't expect to look like Twiggy, or even Pamela Anderson. I just would like to get back down to that 155 I was when I got married.
So Hippo IMs me yesterday with worries about my current obsession over weight. I do have to admit that body image is much healthier in the UK than in America, however I must explain myself. Or at least feel the need to.
Since before time, I have struggled with my weight. I can never remember a time when I was happy with my body or even a normal weight. Well, I take that back.
When I was dating my husband, I was about 155 pounds. For my frame, it actually worked out well. I was working out all the time, a non-smoker, eating semi-healthy.
After I got married, I ballooned out. My husband eats like a horse and therefore I ate like a goat.
I am heavier now than I have ever been. I think my mental image of myself is probably a lot better than what I actually look like. I do think I'm attractive, but my main concerns are health.
It's simply not healthy to be this weight. I'm getting to the age where heart, diabetes, and other factors could come into play if I don't lose this weight. I don't think I'm being unrealistic. Currently according to the 'charts', I'm obese. I do have somewhat of a problem with these charts, but I am so well over the 'obese' mark, that I know I at least need to get under it.
I certainly know I don't look obese, but for health reasons I need to get my weight down. My immediate goal is to lose at least 20 pounds. I would feel so much better if I lost that much. Not only emotionally but physically as well.
I don't expect to look like Twiggy, or even Pamela Anderson. I just would like to get back down to that 155 I was when I got married.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Lazy
I'm in an extremely lazy mood today. Hubby and I just sat on our butts watching television last night. At one point he mentioned moving into the bedroom because he was so tired. To which I replied, "Let me get this straight. You are too tired to lay on the living room floor, so you'd like to move into the bedroom?"
And I thought I was lazy.
I pretty much spent the entire night watching the finale to The Biggest Loser. I love this show because it promotes healthy weight loss through diet and exercise. These people look fantastic. There was one man there who had essentially lost half of himself. 46+% of his body weight. From 401 pounds to about 200. Isn't that insane? Of course, the irony was that while getting all excited about these people's losses, I was sitting my fat ass on the couch watching it.
BTW, the reason why I thought these type of devices, Car Babys, were illegal in the UK: http://www.ofcom.org.uk/media/mofaq/rcomms/itrip/?a=87101
Well gotta go! Tons of work to do...hi, ho, hi, ho and all that.
And I thought I was lazy.
I pretty much spent the entire night watching the finale to The Biggest Loser. I love this show because it promotes healthy weight loss through diet and exercise. These people look fantastic. There was one man there who had essentially lost half of himself. 46+% of his body weight. From 401 pounds to about 200. Isn't that insane? Of course, the irony was that while getting all excited about these people's losses, I was sitting my fat ass on the couch watching it. BTW, the reason why I thought these type of devices, Car Babys, were illegal in the UK: http://www.ofcom.org.uk/media/mofaq/rcomms/itrip/?a=87101
Well gotta go! Tons of work to do...hi, ho, hi, ho and all that.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Darn it!!!
As if I don't work enough!!! They have decided to get me another computer at work!!
I started giving my boss shit for it (just joking around), but I don't think she took it very well. Oh well.
Anyway it is a good thing. I'm so sick and tired of waiting for my reports to finish, twiddling my thumbs, staring at the clock.
I had to work until 8 p.m. yesterday. Special project. It's sucked big time.
I know, not very exciting today. Just catching up to some relaxation after last night. Plus I'm a little concerned that my boss may not be all that happy with me. I think she is but I'm so paranoid.
Hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving.
Oh by the way, that damned Car Baby is illegal in the UK (I beleive). Here's a link if you are interested in what it is. http://store.yahoo.com/4onlinevalues/carbaby.html
I started giving my boss shit for it (just joking around), but I don't think she took it very well. Oh well.
Anyway it is a good thing. I'm so sick and tired of waiting for my reports to finish, twiddling my thumbs, staring at the clock.
I had to work until 8 p.m. yesterday. Special project. It's sucked big time.
I know, not very exciting today. Just catching up to some relaxation after last night. Plus I'm a little concerned that my boss may not be all that happy with me. I think she is but I'm so paranoid.
Hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving.
Oh by the way, that damned Car Baby is illegal in the UK (I beleive). Here's a link if you are interested in what it is. http://store.yahoo.com/4onlinevalues/carbaby.html
Monday, November 28, 2005
National Transportation Safety Board Statistics
The National Transportation Safety Board recently divulged they had covertly funded a project with the U.S. auto makers for the past 5 years, whereby the auto makers were installing black box voice recorders in four-wheel drive pickup trucks and SUV's in an effort to determine in fatal accidents, the circumstances in the last 15 seconds before the crash.
They were surprised to find in 41 of the 50 states the recorded last words of drivers in 61.2 percent of fatal crashes were, "Oh S**t !"
Only the states of South Carolina, Virginia, Tennessee, Louisiana, Oklahoma, Arkansas, Alabama, Georgia, and Texas were different, where 89.3 percent of the final words were: "Hold my beer, I'm gonna try somethin."
They were surprised to find in 41 of the 50 states the recorded last words of drivers in 61.2 percent of fatal crashes were, "Oh S**t !"
Only the states of South Carolina, Virginia, Tennessee, Louisiana, Oklahoma, Arkansas, Alabama, Georgia, and Texas were different, where 89.3 percent of the final words were: "Hold my beer, I'm gonna try somethin."
Do I Have To Go Back?!?!
I don't wanna go back to work today!!! Can't I just work from home??
Ugh!!! Of course, it doesn't help that I don't feel well again. It's not too bad, it's just that I feel the need to pee like every twenty minutes. Bleh!!!! If this doesn't stop soon, I'll have to schedule an appt with the doc.
Also, I got this acne medication that cleared up my skin from acne, but gave me funny little bumps that look like I got a sunburn and my skin has bubbled up....on my face. On my freakin face!!! Ugh!!!! It better not stay this way.
But oher than that I just really don't feel like goin back to work. Or even getting up. I would prefer just to sleep in. My hubby needs to start makin the bucks. LOL.
Have a good Monday everyone.
Ugh!!! Of course, it doesn't help that I don't feel well again. It's not too bad, it's just that I feel the need to pee like every twenty minutes. Bleh!!!! If this doesn't stop soon, I'll have to schedule an appt with the doc.
Also, I got this acne medication that cleared up my skin from acne, but gave me funny little bumps that look like I got a sunburn and my skin has bubbled up....on my face. On my freakin face!!! Ugh!!!! It better not stay this way.
But oher than that I just really don't feel like goin back to work. Or even getting up. I would prefer just to sleep in. My hubby needs to start makin the bucks. LOL.
Have a good Monday everyone.
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Hermit
I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Today I just feel like a hermit. I just want to snuggle with my animals and watch tv all day. But alas, I have things to do. Boring stuff like laundry and cleaning house. Plus I'm supposed to go out with my mother and grandmother for lunch. I do love them so, but as I said, I just want to be a hermit today. Bleh!!
I do feel better. Just tired.
Well talk atcha later!!
Today I just feel like a hermit. I just want to snuggle with my animals and watch tv all day. But alas, I have things to do. Boring stuff like laundry and cleaning house. Plus I'm supposed to go out with my mother and grandmother for lunch. I do love them so, but as I said, I just want to be a hermit today. Bleh!!
I do feel better. Just tired.
Well talk atcha later!!
Friday, November 25, 2005
Watch Out, Mama's on a Roll!!!
So thus far today, I have cancelled my non-working Micr-sucks email account and my newpaper subscription. I have been meaning to cancel these forever. Couldn't find phone numbers or time. However, joy oh joy, I was checking my bank statement and lo and behold there were actual customer service numbers associated with the billing lines.
So I called both of those bitches up and ended our relationship. Micro-sucks of course had to make a big deal out of it, "What did I do wrong?" he kept asking me. I had to reply, "I just don't feel like I'm getting as much as I'm giving. Sorry, the flame has died."
The newspaper was much nicer. He simply said, "I understand, but keep me in mind for weekends!"
Whew!!
I also finally called for hubby's eyeglass appointment. I found out our vision coverage is actually quite decent. So he's scheduled in one week!! Yay!!!
Hmmm, now what else can I do? I need to go kick some ass on a rappy product I just bought. It's called the Car Baby. Now I know why...it's fussier than hell, and only works in ways you don't need it to. But I checked the receipt today and it said "No refunds." WTH?!?! How do merchants get away with that?
So I'm gonna go down there and kick some ass. If he refused to refund my money for that crappy product I'm going to call the manufacturer. And then BBB. Three of us tried to get that damn thing to work. SOAB!!!
Anyway, I've been watching too much Style network lately. I'm going to go shower and pretty myself up, then ask three people to devastatingly tell me how it is with my funky fashion sense.
Ta, ta!!
So I called both of those bitches up and ended our relationship. Micro-sucks of course had to make a big deal out of it, "What did I do wrong?" he kept asking me. I had to reply, "I just don't feel like I'm getting as much as I'm giving. Sorry, the flame has died."
The newspaper was much nicer. He simply said, "I understand, but keep me in mind for weekends!"
Whew!!
I also finally called for hubby's eyeglass appointment. I found out our vision coverage is actually quite decent. So he's scheduled in one week!! Yay!!!
Hmmm, now what else can I do? I need to go kick some ass on a rappy product I just bought. It's called the Car Baby. Now I know why...it's fussier than hell, and only works in ways you don't need it to. But I checked the receipt today and it said "No refunds." WTH?!?! How do merchants get away with that?
So I'm gonna go down there and kick some ass. If he refused to refund my money for that crappy product I'm going to call the manufacturer. And then BBB. Three of us tried to get that damn thing to work. SOAB!!!
Anyway, I've been watching too much Style network lately. I'm going to go shower and pretty myself up, then ask three people to devastatingly tell me how it is with my funky fashion sense.
Ta, ta!!
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Happy Thanksgiving!!!
This will be brief as I don't feel very well.
We had a good Thanksgiving (still having it actually.) Bluebert came over and helped me cook my first full Thanksgiving dinner. Did the turkey, homemade stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry, and biscuits. It actually turned out very well. Everything came out perfect!!!
I was so worried, because it was my first Thanksgiving doing a turkey. But my boss gave me a recipe and it turned out very well!
As for myself though, I haven't been feeling well lately. I think it may be due in part to the REALLY BAD pollution we've had. I have a horrendous headache right now. And just feel uncomfortable in general. I took some clariton and that did make me feel better. However this headache has been hanging on. I took a few ibprofen and hopefully I'll be feeling much better soon.
Well I hope everyone else had a great Turkey Day!!!
Hmmm, before I leave I should probably write what I'm thankful for. Seems only appropriate:
I am thankful for:
1) Great friends
2) Great family
3) Great hubby
4) The health and happiness of those I love
5) That my Thanksgiving dinner turned out good
6) My job
7) My house and abundant food
8) My freedom
9) Hopefully my feeling better soon ;-)
Happy Thanksgiving!!!
We had a good Thanksgiving (still having it actually.) Bluebert came over and helped me cook my first full Thanksgiving dinner. Did the turkey, homemade stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry, and biscuits. It actually turned out very well. Everything came out perfect!!!
I was so worried, because it was my first Thanksgiving doing a turkey. But my boss gave me a recipe and it turned out very well!
As for myself though, I haven't been feeling well lately. I think it may be due in part to the REALLY BAD pollution we've had. I have a horrendous headache right now. And just feel uncomfortable in general. I took some clariton and that did make me feel better. However this headache has been hanging on. I took a few ibprofen and hopefully I'll be feeling much better soon.
Well I hope everyone else had a great Turkey Day!!!
Hmmm, before I leave I should probably write what I'm thankful for. Seems only appropriate:
I am thankful for:
1) Great friends
2) Great family
3) Great hubby
4) The health and happiness of those I love
5) That my Thanksgiving dinner turned out good
6) My job
7) My house and abundant food
8) My freedom
9) Hopefully my feeling better soon ;-)
Happy Thanksgiving!!!
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Busy Weekend...Kind Of
As of Friday afternoon, I started my vacation. Well only really started it because if I don't take it before Jan then I would lose it.
I didn't get laid off. I did know a few, but not any close friends got laid off. I did have one friend that was offered a demotion with the same pay, but she can't decide if she wants to take it or not.
Friday night we went to see Hairy Pooter. Actually it was pretty good. I think it was the best out of all the films shown thus far.
Saturday I went to WW (Don't even ask. Yes I lost but my overall loss has been pretty discouraging.) Then went over to a friends for her daughter's b-day party. What is wrong with teenagers today? She looks 18, not 14!!! Not that she was scantily clad, just well developed! Jeesh!!
Sunday was spent lazing around and getting turkey. Got a nice little 10 pounder. This will be my first year actually attempting to make a whole turkey. Hopefully I don't burn the house down.
Well I have to go. Have to catch up on all the lazing around I've missed out on since starting to write this entry.
Happy Thanksgiving Folks!!!
I didn't get laid off. I did know a few, but not any close friends got laid off. I did have one friend that was offered a demotion with the same pay, but she can't decide if she wants to take it or not.
Friday night we went to see Hairy Pooter. Actually it was pretty good. I think it was the best out of all the films shown thus far.
Saturday I went to WW (Don't even ask. Yes I lost but my overall loss has been pretty discouraging.) Then went over to a friends for her daughter's b-day party. What is wrong with teenagers today? She looks 18, not 14!!! Not that she was scantily clad, just well developed! Jeesh!!
Sunday was spent lazing around and getting turkey. Got a nice little 10 pounder. This will be my first year actually attempting to make a whole turkey. Hopefully I don't burn the house down.
Well I have to go. Have to catch up on all the lazing around I've missed out on since starting to write this entry.
Happy Thanksgiving Folks!!!
Friday, November 18, 2005
How does He do that?
Okay, I am talking the proverbial 'He'. 'He' could be a 'She'. Well rather an 'It.' But I digress...
This day was turning out so shitty. On top of everything else, I had called my friend K and she told me things were tight. Like, "I need $2000 or I'm going to lose my house" tight.
I was so worried for her. But hubby and I discussed it and we were going to try our damned hardest to help her out. She really has been a good friend, and we couldn't allow her to lose her house.
She has a car for sale, so I called her tonight and probed her about it. I was thinking maybe we could help her out with detailing and advertising it. But she's been doing that for about two months now to no avail.
Shit!!!
So she just called me back and Allah/God/Jehovah/Almighty Being be praised...her old boyfriend (who kinda got her in this spot in the first place) just received an inheritance and decided to give her back the entire $3k he owes her!!
I'm so psyched!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh...and I'm not fired. Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This day was turning out so shitty. On top of everything else, I had called my friend K and she told me things were tight. Like, "I need $2000 or I'm going to lose my house" tight.
I was so worried for her. But hubby and I discussed it and we were going to try our damned hardest to help her out. She really has been a good friend, and we couldn't allow her to lose her house.
She has a car for sale, so I called her tonight and probed her about it. I was thinking maybe we could help her out with detailing and advertising it. But she's been doing that for about two months now to no avail.
Shit!!!
So she just called me back and Allah/God/Jehovah/Almighty Being be praised...her old boyfriend (who kinda got her in this spot in the first place) just received an inheritance and decided to give her back the entire $3k he owes her!!
I'm so psyched!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh...and I'm not fired. Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Must be the full moon!!
What a freakin day!!!!
This morning I wake up and take my morning shower and BAM!!! I turn around and start to fall. I grasped the curtain (yeah, like that's gonna help), but kept on falling. My life flashed before my eyes. Well, not really. More like, "Oh shit, what an embarassing way to go!" flashed through my head as I continued my decent. Thankfully my enormous boobs broke my fall. The entire curtain fell down around me and the shower was spraying over my limp body. I felt like a Psycho scene reject. I heard the words, "Are you okay?!" yelled out. And I immediately replied that I was before the horror continued and my rommate burst in to see my flabby body covering the side of the tub.
But, wait, it doesn't stop there....
Hubby dropped me off at Circle K to meet up with Missy, my morning ride into work. I said my goodbyes and hellos and got into the her car. Rrrrriiiippppp!! Oh geez. My pants. My pants ripped in the most precarious of positions. From my front to back. Ugh!!! We quickly drove over to KMart (you know, the store with the utmost famous designer wear, yeah, that was sarcasm) to get a new outfit. Of course, the sizes there are miniscule, yet long. Joy!! Finally found an outfit and got into work.
Oh, but wait, it doesn't stop there...
Jump on the elevator and find out they're doing massive layoffs today.
WTF?!?!
No I didn't get laid off. Well yet. Rumor has it that they're done for the day in our department. But we'll all be on edge for quite some time to come.
When will this day end?!?!
Thank God I have vacation next week.
This morning I wake up and take my morning shower and BAM!!! I turn around and start to fall. I grasped the curtain (yeah, like that's gonna help), but kept on falling. My life flashed before my eyes. Well, not really. More like, "Oh shit, what an embarassing way to go!" flashed through my head as I continued my decent. Thankfully my enormous boobs broke my fall. The entire curtain fell down around me and the shower was spraying over my limp body. I felt like a Psycho scene reject. I heard the words, "Are you okay?!" yelled out. And I immediately replied that I was before the horror continued and my rommate burst in to see my flabby body covering the side of the tub.
But, wait, it doesn't stop there....
Hubby dropped me off at Circle K to meet up with Missy, my morning ride into work. I said my goodbyes and hellos and got into the her car. Rrrrriiiippppp!! Oh geez. My pants. My pants ripped in the most precarious of positions. From my front to back. Ugh!!! We quickly drove over to KMart (you know, the store with the utmost famous designer wear, yeah, that was sarcasm) to get a new outfit. Of course, the sizes there are miniscule, yet long. Joy!! Finally found an outfit and got into work.
Oh, but wait, it doesn't stop there...
Jump on the elevator and find out they're doing massive layoffs today.
WTF?!?!
No I didn't get laid off. Well yet. Rumor has it that they're done for the day in our department. But we'll all be on edge for quite some time to come.
When will this day end?!?!
Thank God I have vacation next week.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Thank you for your support.
Thank you to everyone for all of your moral support. I stepped on the scale today (I'm such an addict) and lost again!!! Yay!! It's finally working!!
Hippo - You're a Bush fan?!?! Shocking!!! I must admit I'm a liberal...not hard core, but still leaning more left than right. (That's right, isn't it?)
Anyway, had a fabulous night last night. Missy M and I went shopping. She has been wanting to stop off at the Tall Girl's shop across the street from my house. So we finally stopped in.
Of course, upon entering I feel like rushing up to the clerks and stating, "Okay, I realize I'm short and squat but as you can plainly see, I'm with my friend who meets your requirements for 'tall'. I hold no assumptions that I'm tall in any way. I'll just sit in the back and akwardly look at clothes declaring every once in awhile, '(sigh) I wish I was a slim Jolly Green Giant then I could wear these beautiful clothes."
I always feel so self-conscience when entering upscale boutiques. The only thing I can liken it to is Pretty Woman. I always want to go back loaded with Wal-Mart bags and tell the clerks, "You work on commission, right? Big mistake, big, humongous!" and walk away.
After that we went to My Sisters Closet. It's a wonderful second hand store (stores like that you DO NOT call thrift) that has gently worn designer name clothes.
We browsed the racks for awhile in search of the elusive 'big' sizes and finally found a few areas we could browse. I picked a couple of sweaters and shirts. However when I went to go try them on, they were a tad to short (and showed my bulky bits).
I decided on two sweaters (which my hubby declares are "men's sweaters", but I don't care because I love large comfy clothes) and Missy got a pullover. At one point while I was checking out she grabbed a pair of sunglasses and asked the clerk, "Are all the sunglasses on the rack $14.99?" "Yes, all of them." responded the clerk. So she put the pair on the counter to purchase, then the clerk looked at her and said, "That'll be $35.99, please."
Missy and I looked at eachother in that way, then Missy replied, "Uh, thanks but no thanks." and we walked out. Then bitched for the next five minutes about how if you're going to put a sign that says "Sunglasses $14.99" on a rack, then it should apply to ALL of the freakin sunglasses. I bet they snicker some innocent purchasers with that tactic.
All in all it was a lovely day. Afterwards, I went home and made chili with cornbread (no, not from scratch, what do I look like? Martha?) and some Diet Coke cupcakes. (Just take one package of cake mix and stir in 10 ounces of Diet Coke, it's makes for a scrumptious low-cal dessert and tastes the same as if you made it with eggs and oil.)
Then I forced the men to sit down and have a decent dinner. "Uh, no TV trays tonight!!! Set the 'TABLE'. You do remember that peice of furniture don't you? I beleive it's buried under some books and my laptop in the living room. Just keep on walking and when you bump into something on your way to the front door, you'll know it's the table."
They actually talked much longer than I thought they would. I was shocked!! So all in all, it was a nice night. I think I'm going to make lasagna tonight.
Hippo - You're a Bush fan?!?! Shocking!!! I must admit I'm a liberal...not hard core, but still leaning more left than right. (That's right, isn't it?)
Anyway, had a fabulous night last night. Missy M and I went shopping. She has been wanting to stop off at the Tall Girl's shop across the street from my house. So we finally stopped in.
Of course, upon entering I feel like rushing up to the clerks and stating, "Okay, I realize I'm short and squat but as you can plainly see, I'm with my friend who meets your requirements for 'tall'. I hold no assumptions that I'm tall in any way. I'll just sit in the back and akwardly look at clothes declaring every once in awhile, '(sigh) I wish I was a slim Jolly Green Giant then I could wear these beautiful clothes."
I always feel so self-conscience when entering upscale boutiques. The only thing I can liken it to is Pretty Woman. I always want to go back loaded with Wal-Mart bags and tell the clerks, "You work on commission, right? Big mistake, big, humongous!" and walk away.
After that we went to My Sisters Closet. It's a wonderful second hand store (stores like that you DO NOT call thrift) that has gently worn designer name clothes.
We browsed the racks for awhile in search of the elusive 'big' sizes and finally found a few areas we could browse. I picked a couple of sweaters and shirts. However when I went to go try them on, they were a tad to short (and showed my bulky bits).
I decided on two sweaters (which my hubby declares are "men's sweaters", but I don't care because I love large comfy clothes) and Missy got a pullover. At one point while I was checking out she grabbed a pair of sunglasses and asked the clerk, "Are all the sunglasses on the rack $14.99?" "Yes, all of them." responded the clerk. So she put the pair on the counter to purchase, then the clerk looked at her and said, "That'll be $35.99, please."
Missy and I looked at eachother in that way, then Missy replied, "Uh, thanks but no thanks." and we walked out. Then bitched for the next five minutes about how if you're going to put a sign that says "Sunglasses $14.99" on a rack, then it should apply to ALL of the freakin sunglasses. I bet they snicker some innocent purchasers with that tactic.
All in all it was a lovely day. Afterwards, I went home and made chili with cornbread (no, not from scratch, what do I look like? Martha?) and some Diet Coke cupcakes. (Just take one package of cake mix and stir in 10 ounces of Diet Coke, it's makes for a scrumptious low-cal dessert and tastes the same as if you made it with eggs and oil.)
Then I forced the men to sit down and have a decent dinner. "Uh, no TV trays tonight!!! Set the 'TABLE'. You do remember that peice of furniture don't you? I beleive it's buried under some books and my laptop in the living room. Just keep on walking and when you bump into something on your way to the front door, you'll know it's the table."
They actually talked much longer than I thought they would. I was shocked!! So all in all, it was a nice night. I think I'm going to make lasagna tonight.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Failure
Got this one from Danius Maximus. I couldn't resist posting it in my blog.
Go to google, type in "failure" and look at the first thing in search results. Shocking!!
Go to google, type in "failure" and look at the first thing in search results. Shocking!!
Remind me never to eat at Applebee's again...
So hubby and I went to Applebee's with Bluebert last night. (Poor Bluebert has come down with a cold. Everytime she coughed, I felt such sorrow for her. Poor thing.)
First we ordered potato skins for an appetizer. Now if you know Applebee's, you'll know that appetizers and drinks are their specialty. So they should have been good. However they were lukewarm at best. I figured, no problem, my meals a comin'.
I got a Weight Watchers meal to watch my calories. It was teriyaki steak skewers with rice and vegatables. At least the rice and vegetables were good, but those steak skewers were deplorable!!! They had all kinds of fat on them. I think I got the bits they trim off from the other GOOD steaks they serve the people who don't give a shit about calories too. It wasn't bad, but it certainly wasn't worth the $11 I paid for it.
A bit of good news today!! I actually lost some poundage. I can't help it. I just just stand up in front of a room full of people and declare, "Hi, my name is Onyx, and I'm a scale-aholic." I can't help myself. Every morning, before I eat, with only a shirt on panties on (stop it, you perv!) I step tentatively on the scale, ensuring that it is perfectly balanced on one saltillo tile. Thinking to myself, "God, I feel like a heifer," this thought is a must because I know my body. If I think, "I think I've lost some weight," it means I've definately gained. Then I look at the readout and try to determine if this is a loss or a gain from the day before.
And today was a loss of about a pound!! Yay!!! Only a few left to go until I hit below the 200 mark. I know, sounds ginormous, doesn't it? I think I'll throw myself a little party for when I get below 200. Then my next step is under 185. Why? you ask? (Yeah, I know you really didn't but tough shit because I'm going to tell you anyway.)
Years ago, upon visiting my doctor, he calculated my weight and uttered the words I feared the most. "You're clinically obese." Obese?! Obese?! Not even obtuse, or fluffy, or big-boned? Obese?!
Even the word itself is disgusting. Overweight I could live with, but freakin OBESE?!
After that I decided to go out and do a little calculation on what it would take to be not-obese. 185. That was my marker. 185 to be acceptable to society again. 185 to not feel like a hippo (a literal one, not the blog variety.) 185 to feel somewhat normal again and just another normal statistic in the news.
I don't mind being overweight. I think those statistics are skewed anyway. Everyone is different. My goal is to be 145. Long term though. I was 155 when I got married and I think I was a cutie-pie. I felt like a heifer back then. But after registering over the 200 mark, 155 would be a dream!!
So wanna know what a 200 pound girl looks like??
First we ordered potato skins for an appetizer. Now if you know Applebee's, you'll know that appetizers and drinks are their specialty. So they should have been good. However they were lukewarm at best. I figured, no problem, my meals a comin'.
I got a Weight Watchers meal to watch my calories. It was teriyaki steak skewers with rice and vegatables. At least the rice and vegetables were good, but those steak skewers were deplorable!!! They had all kinds of fat on them. I think I got the bits they trim off from the other GOOD steaks they serve the people who don't give a shit about calories too. It wasn't bad, but it certainly wasn't worth the $11 I paid for it.
A bit of good news today!! I actually lost some poundage. I can't help it. I just just stand up in front of a room full of people and declare, "Hi, my name is Onyx, and I'm a scale-aholic." I can't help myself. Every morning, before I eat, with only a shirt on panties on (stop it, you perv!) I step tentatively on the scale, ensuring that it is perfectly balanced on one saltillo tile. Thinking to myself, "God, I feel like a heifer," this thought is a must because I know my body. If I think, "I think I've lost some weight," it means I've definately gained. Then I look at the readout and try to determine if this is a loss or a gain from the day before.
And today was a loss of about a pound!! Yay!!! Only a few left to go until I hit below the 200 mark. I know, sounds ginormous, doesn't it? I think I'll throw myself a little party for when I get below 200. Then my next step is under 185. Why? you ask? (Yeah, I know you really didn't but tough shit because I'm going to tell you anyway.)
Years ago, upon visiting my doctor, he calculated my weight and uttered the words I feared the most. "You're clinically obese." Obese?! Obese?! Not even obtuse, or fluffy, or big-boned? Obese?!
Even the word itself is disgusting. Overweight I could live with, but freakin OBESE?!
After that I decided to go out and do a little calculation on what it would take to be not-obese. 185. That was my marker. 185 to be acceptable to society again. 185 to not feel like a hippo (a literal one, not the blog variety.) 185 to feel somewhat normal again and just another normal statistic in the news.
I don't mind being overweight. I think those statistics are skewed anyway. Everyone is different. My goal is to be 145. Long term though. I was 155 when I got married and I think I was a cutie-pie. I felt like a heifer back then. But after registering over the 200 mark, 155 would be a dream!!
So wanna know what a 200 pound girl looks like??
Yeah, not too bad. Actually this was probably a bit over 200.
But to be at the glorious "not obese" mark will definately be cause for celebration. I'll post pics of my journey to un-obesedom.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
I am not in a good mood
This diet is aggravating me. I have been staying on plan faithfully and the weight is STILL not coming off. I tried to make a promise to myself that I would not step on the scale, but I can't even do that!! I gained .2 pounds since yesterday!! No ryhme or reason. Lord knows I stayed faithful to my diet. I may give this another two weeks before I go talk to my doctor. Not losing weight while dieting is really getting to me psychologically.
Aside from that, I think I may have a slight bit of depression. Not sure if it's the weight or just the mundaneness of life during the week. All I seem to be is everyone's keeper.
I go through these periods. Especially during the holidays. I feel like a freakin hamster on a spinning wheel...wake up, go to work, go home, watch tv, clean the house, go to sleep, repeat...
I'm not sure what I need to do to kick myself out of this. I'll probably feel better in the afternoon.
I'm sure part of it is work. I asked someone for information to do a report and they were not in the least bit helpful. As a matter of fact they gave me the wrong information source to run the report and I came out looking like an ass!! Is it too much to ask for the same amount of support I give others?
In my frustration I haven't visited family at all. I need to visit some grandmothers. I need to visit my mother. I should write my father. But at the end of the day, I just want to mope. I sit on the couch and watch television while my husband plays games on the computer. (sigh)
I'm sure I'll get over this. Especially if I can lose some weight. Perhaps because of my slowed metabolism I should decrease my calories? I dunno.
Sorry for the bummer post, but with the lack of comments anyway, I'm sure no one is actually reading this. I can understand. It's a busy time of year.
Perhaps I'll post later when I feel better.
Aside from that, I think I may have a slight bit of depression. Not sure if it's the weight or just the mundaneness of life during the week. All I seem to be is everyone's keeper.
I go through these periods. Especially during the holidays. I feel like a freakin hamster on a spinning wheel...wake up, go to work, go home, watch tv, clean the house, go to sleep, repeat...
I'm not sure what I need to do to kick myself out of this. I'll probably feel better in the afternoon.
I'm sure part of it is work. I asked someone for information to do a report and they were not in the least bit helpful. As a matter of fact they gave me the wrong information source to run the report and I came out looking like an ass!! Is it too much to ask for the same amount of support I give others?
In my frustration I haven't visited family at all. I need to visit some grandmothers. I need to visit my mother. I should write my father. But at the end of the day, I just want to mope. I sit on the couch and watch television while my husband plays games on the computer. (sigh)
I'm sure I'll get over this. Especially if I can lose some weight. Perhaps because of my slowed metabolism I should decrease my calories? I dunno.
Sorry for the bummer post, but with the lack of comments anyway, I'm sure no one is actually reading this. I can understand. It's a busy time of year.
Perhaps I'll post later when I feel better.
Monday, November 14, 2005
Hetro/Metro/Homo/Bi...it's all the same to me!!
Something Euro said started my memory about something on Saturday night.
So we went this this great little coffee shop near our house. It was open mike night and there was a TON of guys there. But they all had great spikey hair and incredible fashion taste.
Funny thing is we went there to meet a freind who I admitted I thought was gay until I learned he had a girlfriend. Even he admits that all the girls think he is gay until they get to know him. Met his faternal twin that night....and once again, I thought he was definately flamboyantly gay. Nope...just a really nice straight guy.
So I started thinking about all the guys there and the new move towards "Metrosexuals". These are guys who dress and look like gay guys, but are incredibly straight. Now thank god, I'm married!! I would be in so much trouble if I wasn't. There could have been skads of straight guys there, but I'd never know because these "metros" are confusing the game. Sure they look great. but do I really want a guy who dresses more fashionably than me??
My poor single friends, they'll never score a guy in fear that none are available. I have no problem with these guys looking the way they do, but for God's sake, please wear some indication that says you're available to the opposite sex. Like a stain, or a union card or something.
So we went this this great little coffee shop near our house. It was open mike night and there was a TON of guys there. But they all had great spikey hair and incredible fashion taste.
Funny thing is we went there to meet a freind who I admitted I thought was gay until I learned he had a girlfriend. Even he admits that all the girls think he is gay until they get to know him. Met his faternal twin that night....and once again, I thought he was definately flamboyantly gay. Nope...just a really nice straight guy.
So I started thinking about all the guys there and the new move towards "Metrosexuals". These are guys who dress and look like gay guys, but are incredibly straight. Now thank god, I'm married!! I would be in so much trouble if I wasn't. There could have been skads of straight guys there, but I'd never know because these "metros" are confusing the game. Sure they look great. but do I really want a guy who dresses more fashionably than me??
My poor single friends, they'll never score a guy in fear that none are available. I have no problem with these guys looking the way they do, but for God's sake, please wear some indication that says you're available to the opposite sex. Like a stain, or a union card or something.
Another Weekend Come and Gone!!
*yawn* and another week at work has started. At least I have next week off. I can't wait!!!
So Saturday morning I went to Weight Watchers. Gained half a pound, which I was slightly surprised at. Worked my butt off exercising (apparently not literally). But I have noticed this always happens when I start exercising. I gain. Bleh!!!
So this week, I'm dedicated to eating less and also exercising less. Maybe every other day as opposed to every day.
Saturday night we went to go watch a friend sing at a local coffee shop. The coffee shop itself is definately the best in the neighborhood. We watched a lot of good singers and hung around outside discussing various topics. I'm sure I bored hubby and friend by discussing work. You know...random mumblings about the local kiss-asses and nepotisim that happens at any company.
Then we headed to 5 & Diner to talk some more. We were there until 1 am!!! I couldn't believe it!!! But I was so glad hubby got along with my friends. We even set a tentative date to play board games, such as Scrabble!! Yay!!!!
Sunday was spent pretty much lazing around. The house looks much better, but I wish I had gotten around to cleaning the bathroom. Not one of my favorite chores. The roommate finished the front yard. Looks great!!
Oh, and I guess we decided to stay at our house for another year. We have a penalty fee if we pay off the mortgage before then so hubby and I decided it would be in our best interests to stay a little while longer.
Not a very fun entry, I know, but it's only 8 a.m. and I'm still tired, therefore extremely boring.
Take care all!!
So Saturday morning I went to Weight Watchers. Gained half a pound, which I was slightly surprised at. Worked my butt off exercising (apparently not literally). But I have noticed this always happens when I start exercising. I gain. Bleh!!!
So this week, I'm dedicated to eating less and also exercising less. Maybe every other day as opposed to every day.
Saturday night we went to go watch a friend sing at a local coffee shop. The coffee shop itself is definately the best in the neighborhood. We watched a lot of good singers and hung around outside discussing various topics. I'm sure I bored hubby and friend by discussing work. You know...random mumblings about the local kiss-asses and nepotisim that happens at any company.
Then we headed to 5 & Diner to talk some more. We were there until 1 am!!! I couldn't believe it!!! But I was so glad hubby got along with my friends. We even set a tentative date to play board games, such as Scrabble!! Yay!!!!
Sunday was spent pretty much lazing around. The house looks much better, but I wish I had gotten around to cleaning the bathroom. Not one of my favorite chores. The roommate finished the front yard. Looks great!!
Oh, and I guess we decided to stay at our house for another year. We have a penalty fee if we pay off the mortgage before then so hubby and I decided it would be in our best interests to stay a little while longer.
Not a very fun entry, I know, but it's only 8 a.m. and I'm still tired, therefore extremely boring.
Take care all!!
Friday, November 11, 2005
My Life Score
I don't know how accurate it is...but hey, why not?
| This Is My Life, Rated | |
| Life: |  7.4 |
| Mind: | 7.5 |
| Body: |  5.5 |
| Spirit: |  6.8 |
| Friends/Family: |  6.3 |
| Love: |  9.1 |
| Finance: | 7.6 |
| Take the Rate My Life Quiz | |
Wonderful Birthday
Thanks guys for all the well wishes!!!!
Yesterday was a really good day.
First when I came into to work, my cubicle was all decorated and my friend, Missy M, had gotten me McDonalds for breakfast. Around 10 a.m. my boss and Missy M came round and gave me a couple of cards and a nice sweater.
11:30 we went out for Lenny's burgers. There were about 6 of us. Much fun ensued!!
Went home about 4 p.m. Hubby came home around 5:30 p.m. and gave me an obsidian etching he made at work just for me. On it was a rose and the words, "I love you. Happy birthday, Onyx". He's such a sweetie.
He offerred to go get us food, but I wasn't hungry. I did step aerobics for about 40 minutes and exercised a little (because of McDonalds and Lenny's burgers), then crashed on the couch with hubby to watch The Apprentice. (I can't believe these are supposedly the best Trump has to choose from in the U.S.)
Went to sleep around 9:30 p.m. I was freakin exhausted. But it was such a lovely day!!!
However this weekend will be even busier:
Saturday - Weight Watchers, take car into dealership for myriad of stuff
Sunday - lunch with mom and grandma
Somewhere in there, take out bulk trash and clean house. Ugh!!
Anyway, thank you everyone!!
Yesterday was a really good day.
First when I came into to work, my cubicle was all decorated and my friend, Missy M, had gotten me McDonalds for breakfast. Around 10 a.m. my boss and Missy M came round and gave me a couple of cards and a nice sweater.
11:30 we went out for Lenny's burgers. There were about 6 of us. Much fun ensued!!
Went home about 4 p.m. Hubby came home around 5:30 p.m. and gave me an obsidian etching he made at work just for me. On it was a rose and the words, "I love you. Happy birthday, Onyx". He's such a sweetie.
He offerred to go get us food, but I wasn't hungry. I did step aerobics for about 40 minutes and exercised a little (because of McDonalds and Lenny's burgers), then crashed on the couch with hubby to watch The Apprentice. (I can't believe these are supposedly the best Trump has to choose from in the U.S.)
Went to sleep around 9:30 p.m. I was freakin exhausted. But it was such a lovely day!!!
However this weekend will be even busier:
Saturday - Weight Watchers, take car into dealership for myriad of stuff
Sunday - lunch with mom and grandma
Somewhere in there, take out bulk trash and clean house. Ugh!!
Anyway, thank you everyone!!
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Onyx Needs...
Name of the game is: google your real name with "needs" and see what comes back. Here's mine:
Onyx Needs
1. Onyx needs a flu shot - like really really needs a flu shot.
2. Double Periods/Irregular Menstration, Onyx Needs Help!!!
3. Onyx needs to either wake up or start getting some extra will-power
4. Onyx needs to examine her motives
5. Onyx needs a drug-dealer's testimony to free a teenager wrongfully accused
6. Onyx needs a new pair of shoes From Google's lips to my credit card's ears.
7. Onyx needs to mend her ways8. Onyx Needs a New Name.
9. Onyx needs to get another facial expression for deep ponderance
10. Onyx's not a millionaire, but she needs to raise millions of dollars.
Onyx Needs
1. Onyx needs a flu shot - like really really needs a flu shot.
2. Double Periods/Irregular Menstration, Onyx Needs Help!!!
3. Onyx needs to either wake up or start getting some extra will-power
4. Onyx needs to examine her motives
5. Onyx needs a drug-dealer's testimony to free a teenager wrongfully accused
6. Onyx needs a new pair of shoes From Google's lips to my credit card's ears.
7. Onyx needs to mend her ways8. Onyx Needs a New Name.
9. Onyx needs to get another facial expression for deep ponderance
10. Onyx's not a millionaire, but she needs to raise millions of dollars.
Well it finally happened...
I turned three-oh. Thirty. Today is the day. Although, I wasn't officially born until around 1:30 p.m. So I guess I'm not thirty yet.
All this week I was trying to figure out what thirty meant to me. And you know what? I'm actually looking forward to it.
It seems to me that always in the past, I looked forward to my thirties. People in their thirties still seemed young, yet settled in their careers, had time and money to go out and have fun, started really living life.
My teen years were obsessed with finishing high school, twenties finishing college, now I really get the time to live it up!! Hubby and are going to purchase our first house in which we're not settling for less. A house we really love. We have a new car. Going to start having children. I AM going to lose this weight.
I think my thirties will become a period to me in which I really try to find myself. Figure out who I want to be and start cultivating relationships a little better.
So I suppose this is the point in which I lay down the goals I want by age forty. Here it goes:
1. Have at least one child.
2. Paid off student loans.
3. Spent more time with family and friends.
4. Have a really nice house that hubby and I can relax in.
5. Decide what I want out of my career.
6. Visit another country.
7. Vote.
I suppose that's enough for right now.
I came into work to this today.
All this week I was trying to figure out what thirty meant to me. And you know what? I'm actually looking forward to it.
It seems to me that always in the past, I looked forward to my thirties. People in their thirties still seemed young, yet settled in their careers, had time and money to go out and have fun, started really living life.
My teen years were obsessed with finishing high school, twenties finishing college, now I really get the time to live it up!! Hubby and are going to purchase our first house in which we're not settling for less. A house we really love. We have a new car. Going to start having children. I AM going to lose this weight.
I think my thirties will become a period to me in which I really try to find myself. Figure out who I want to be and start cultivating relationships a little better.
So I suppose this is the point in which I lay down the goals I want by age forty. Here it goes:
1. Have at least one child.
2. Paid off student loans.
3. Spent more time with family and friends.
4. Have a really nice house that hubby and I can relax in.
5. Decide what I want out of my career.
6. Visit another country.
7. Vote.
I suppose that's enough for right now.
I came into work to this today.
My freind Missy M did it. She's so wonderful!!
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Idiots
I couldn't figure out what to write today. A lot of things have been going through my mind lately (the fact that this darn weight is so hard to take off, my 30th birthday is just around the corner, how freakin young Danius looks, how I should called my friends), but none of that would really come out to a good posting (at least not for me.) So, I figured I'd talk about hubby's idiot friend, Spaz.
I think I referred to him by another name in one of my previous postings, but darn if I can remember what it was. This is the guy who always seems to just glide through life. He's always asking us for money. And...well...I guess his time has come.
Let me give you some background on this guy first.
Spaz is the type of guy that will only come over to borrow money or other goods from ya. When his life is doing good, you never hear from him. But when life is rteating him bad, he's over all the freakin time.
Spaz has a few bad habits. Most illegal. And his bad habits just keep getting worse, so we haven't been to happy lately when he stops by. With my luck, he'll be under surveillance and BAM! they bust him when he's at our house and bust us by association.
We pretty much cut off the relationship about a month ago when all respect was lost. He started getting involved in some scrupulous activities because he was gambling away all of his money. He kept on promising to stop, but it never happened. He kept coming over on the weekends (and weekdays) to borrow some money and then we wouldn't see him for a few weeks, when he'd come back apologizing but yet again asking for more money.
On top of that, he started missing a lot of work. Of course, he'd always come by explaining that he had back problems and couldn't go to work because he was in so much pain, but he could jump our back wall just fine. It is always something with him. But amazingly enough he was like a cat, always landed on his feet.
When his job realized he was missing a lot of time consistently they fired him. He fought back and said they should have offerred him counseling because of his gambling problem. The fucker actually got offerred his job back, and then promptly quit. Now he has a lawyer on retainer and plans on suing the freakin company for firing him. (We kept on saying, "But Spaz...you quit. *coughdumbasscough*"
Last we had heard he had a new job offer, making more money, and still had plans to sue the previous company.
Thenn hubby got a call last week. It was Spaz. Apparently he had a small misdemeanor on his record from years back, so the other company retracted their offer. Since then he's been sitting on his butt waiting for the lawsuit to bring him in some mighty cash. I guess the state did help him out a bit (I'm not sure how he got that arranged), but I guess the funds are running out now because he said he's due to lose both apartment and car next week.
I guess karma finally caught up with him. In a way, I do feel bad for him. He's the Eddie Haskall of our group. He can be a really nice guy, but he can be a dick also. In a way I'm actually glad this happened to him. I hope he's really hit rock bottom and straightens out soon.
We'll see.
I think I referred to him by another name in one of my previous postings, but darn if I can remember what it was. This is the guy who always seems to just glide through life. He's always asking us for money. And...well...I guess his time has come.
Let me give you some background on this guy first.
Spaz is the type of guy that will only come over to borrow money or other goods from ya. When his life is doing good, you never hear from him. But when life is rteating him bad, he's over all the freakin time.
Spaz has a few bad habits. Most illegal. And his bad habits just keep getting worse, so we haven't been to happy lately when he stops by. With my luck, he'll be under surveillance and BAM! they bust him when he's at our house and bust us by association.
We pretty much cut off the relationship about a month ago when all respect was lost. He started getting involved in some scrupulous activities because he was gambling away all of his money. He kept on promising to stop, but it never happened. He kept coming over on the weekends (and weekdays) to borrow some money and then we wouldn't see him for a few weeks, when he'd come back apologizing but yet again asking for more money.
On top of that, he started missing a lot of work. Of course, he'd always come by explaining that he had back problems and couldn't go to work because he was in so much pain, but he could jump our back wall just fine. It is always something with him. But amazingly enough he was like a cat, always landed on his feet.
When his job realized he was missing a lot of time consistently they fired him. He fought back and said they should have offerred him counseling because of his gambling problem. The fucker actually got offerred his job back, and then promptly quit. Now he has a lawyer on retainer and plans on suing the freakin company for firing him. (We kept on saying, "But Spaz...you quit. *coughdumbasscough*"
Last we had heard he had a new job offer, making more money, and still had plans to sue the previous company.
Thenn hubby got a call last week. It was Spaz. Apparently he had a small misdemeanor on his record from years back, so the other company retracted their offer. Since then he's been sitting on his butt waiting for the lawsuit to bring him in some mighty cash. I guess the state did help him out a bit (I'm not sure how he got that arranged), but I guess the funds are running out now because he said he's due to lose both apartment and car next week.
I guess karma finally caught up with him. In a way, I do feel bad for him. He's the Eddie Haskall of our group. He can be a really nice guy, but he can be a dick also. In a way I'm actually glad this happened to him. I hope he's really hit rock bottom and straightens out soon.
We'll see.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
I finally made it!!!
Came into work this morning and sitting on the printer in a stack was my new nameplate. I finally made it!!!
After eleven months, I finally got my nameplate. Maybe this is a sign of good things to come? I haven't had a company make me a namplate since the year 2000. Since then I've had to cart around my old one from place to place. My last job only did printouts and pinned them to the cubicles.
Woohoo!!!!!!
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I have been so freakin tired the past two days. Last night I just went home, snuggled into my goosedown comforter and read my book until hubby came home. Then I reluctantly went to go get Chinese food and watched Hitch with him. (BTW, much better than it looked. Will Smith and his coactor were so freakin adorable!!!)
Then we crashed around 9:30 p.m. I don't feel too bad though, because I was able to do dishes last night. It wasn't a complete bust.
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BTW, did you know several celebrities keep online blogs? Just google "celebrity blogs" and you'll find a list of them. I think the best could possible be Jeff Bridges and, well I forget, but you get the idea.
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Well back to work. Have a good day all!!!
After eleven months, I finally got my nameplate. Maybe this is a sign of good things to come? I haven't had a company make me a namplate since the year 2000. Since then I've had to cart around my old one from place to place. My last job only did printouts and pinned them to the cubicles.
Woohoo!!!!!!
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I have been so freakin tired the past two days. Last night I just went home, snuggled into my goosedown comforter and read my book until hubby came home. Then I reluctantly went to go get Chinese food and watched Hitch with him. (BTW, much better than it looked. Will Smith and his coactor were so freakin adorable!!!)
Then we crashed around 9:30 p.m. I don't feel too bad though, because I was able to do dishes last night. It wasn't a complete bust.
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BTW, did you know several celebrities keep online blogs? Just google "celebrity blogs" and you'll find a list of them. I think the best could possible be Jeff Bridges and, well I forget, but you get the idea.
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Well back to work. Have a good day all!!!
Monday, November 07, 2005
Never Should Have Watched That Damn Movie!!!!
So after watching Jarhead, we had an interesting conversation with the roomie about how a single person can affect the global issues in life, also how frustrating the simple questions in life can be.
I knew before watching that damn movie that I'd come out of it all reflective and philosophical. I just can't stop thinking about it and probably how idiotic some of the reviewers are about it. For the exact reason they don't like the movie is what makes it so great.
Anyway, I digress. As I have been all day with my many trains of thought on life in general. I start thinking about what I really want out of life, can I ever be truly happy, yada, yada.
I mean I do love my job. Can't complain about life in general. But I definately have slipped out of some moral and ethical standards I've set for myself. Well maybe not so much that, but small things (like talking to God on a regular basis) have stopped my daily routine and persona in general.
I have many things I want to do (such as starting my comic strip), but haven't really done them. I have many interests in life, but just haven't found the inspiration or time to follow through on them.
Needless to say, I'm a very frustrated and complicated kitty today. (sigh)
I think it's this time of year too. I always get so meldramtic around this time of year. I really need to start at least one inspirational goal in life. Like writing, drawing, something creative. I do have this blog, though. That helps.
Now if I could only be as brilliantly intelligent in written word as I am in my mental thoughts, I'd be good. Bleh!
I knew before watching that damn movie that I'd come out of it all reflective and philosophical. I just can't stop thinking about it and probably how idiotic some of the reviewers are about it. For the exact reason they don't like the movie is what makes it so great.
Anyway, I digress. As I have been all day with my many trains of thought on life in general. I start thinking about what I really want out of life, can I ever be truly happy, yada, yada.
I mean I do love my job. Can't complain about life in general. But I definately have slipped out of some moral and ethical standards I've set for myself. Well maybe not so much that, but small things (like talking to God on a regular basis) have stopped my daily routine and persona in general.
I have many things I want to do (such as starting my comic strip), but haven't really done them. I have many interests in life, but just haven't found the inspiration or time to follow through on them.
Needless to say, I'm a very frustrated and complicated kitty today. (sigh)
I think it's this time of year too. I always get so meldramtic around this time of year. I really need to start at least one inspirational goal in life. Like writing, drawing, something creative. I do have this blog, though. That helps.
Now if I could only be as brilliantly intelligent in written word as I am in my mental thoughts, I'd be good. Bleh!
Jarhead
I don't usually do movie write-ups, but feel the necessity to do so for this film.
The reason? I feel that what makes this film great, is the reason why most people won't like it.
Now remember, this is a film about Desert Storm. War of virtually no war. Most of our troops went over and did not really see any action. Mostly they babysat a bunch of oil wells.
Possible Spoiler - Run mouse over below area to highlight text and read
The reason that this movie is great is that when you leave the theater, you feel cheated. You think to yourself, "This is a war movie and as such there should be lots of gory violence and action going on. However, there was no action, and therefore this can not possibly be a good war movie."
Uh-uh my friends. That's the genius of it!! The whole point of the movie is the frustration of the main character in not being able to fire his gun. He's a sniper and he never got to use his skills. Imagine the frustration of actually going through all that training, actually going to war, and never being able to utilize those skills??
Anyway, for the most part this movie is about emotion and frustration. As with any movie about war, it's not the violence really that gets you, it's the mindfuck. Every soldier out there, once he gets into battle, he's completely fucked. Emotionally, mentally, psychologically. There's no way to avoid it.
I could never join the military, but have the utmost respect for those who do.
By the way, it's Veteran's Day this Friday. If you know anyone who was or is currently in the military, make sure to wish them a Happy Veteran's Day. And if you feel up to it, let them know how much you appreciate them putting their butts on the line for our freedoms and rights. Without them, we would be a completely different country.
The reason? I feel that what makes this film great, is the reason why most people won't like it.
Now remember, this is a film about Desert Storm. War of virtually no war. Most of our troops went over and did not really see any action. Mostly they babysat a bunch of oil wells.
Possible Spoiler - Run mouse over below area to highlight text and read
The reason that this movie is great is that when you leave the theater, you feel cheated. You think to yourself, "This is a war movie and as such there should be lots of gory violence and action going on. However, there was no action, and therefore this can not possibly be a good war movie."
Uh-uh my friends. That's the genius of it!! The whole point of the movie is the frustration of the main character in not being able to fire his gun. He's a sniper and he never got to use his skills. Imagine the frustration of actually going through all that training, actually going to war, and never being able to utilize those skills??
Anyway, for the most part this movie is about emotion and frustration. As with any movie about war, it's not the violence really that gets you, it's the mindfuck. Every soldier out there, once he gets into battle, he's completely fucked. Emotionally, mentally, psychologically. There's no way to avoid it.
I could never join the military, but have the utmost respect for those who do.
By the way, it's Veteran's Day this Friday. If you know anyone who was or is currently in the military, make sure to wish them a Happy Veteran's Day. And if you feel up to it, let them know how much you appreciate them putting their butts on the line for our freedoms and rights. Without them, we would be a completely different country.
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