So when Bluebert moved out she gave me a pair of her boots.
I've never worn boots before, but have desperately tried. It always seems though, that the calves on boots are made for stick people. So I've never been able to wear them.
Well today is my day!! I decided to wear a long black skirt with my black boots. I feel very...S&M today. Like I should be walking around with a whip and a pair of handcuffs.
So needless to say...I likeee.
Happy Freakin Friday!!!
Friday, March 31, 2006
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Where do we go from here?
Life has been interesting lately, to say the least.
My emotions range from depressed to giddy to dazed and confused.
The first couple of days after hubby lost his job, I was numb. I didn't want to talk to anyone. But I didn't feel scared or depressed.
Then hubby got depressed and this made me sad. He would just work in front of the computer. During these times I been in kind of a, "What does it all mean?" state of mind.
Yesterday, we found out he won't even be getting unemployment benefits. THAT made me a bit nervous.
Today, he finally got an interview. It was over the phone, but I could hear a bit of hope in his voice. This settled me a bit.
Other than that...I'm just tired. I'm not sad, but it just seems that when everything is going smoothly, something sideswipes you.
Granted we could have a lot worse happen to us. But I just keep wondering, when will he get a job? will we be able to pay bills? when will he get out of this funk? when will I?
Anyway, just a tip...Brazil may have been funky, but if you're not in a cheerful mood to begin with, don't watch The Weatherman. It's a bit American Beauty....but more depressing.
My emotions range from depressed to giddy to dazed and confused.
The first couple of days after hubby lost his job, I was numb. I didn't want to talk to anyone. But I didn't feel scared or depressed.
Then hubby got depressed and this made me sad. He would just work in front of the computer. During these times I been in kind of a, "What does it all mean?" state of mind.
Yesterday, we found out he won't even be getting unemployment benefits. THAT made me a bit nervous.
Today, he finally got an interview. It was over the phone, but I could hear a bit of hope in his voice. This settled me a bit.
Other than that...I'm just tired. I'm not sad, but it just seems that when everything is going smoothly, something sideswipes you.
Granted we could have a lot worse happen to us. But I just keep wondering, when will he get a job? will we be able to pay bills? when will he get out of this funk? when will I?
Anyway, just a tip...Brazil may have been funky, but if you're not in a cheerful mood to begin with, don't watch The Weatherman. It's a bit American Beauty....but more depressing.
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
23 Questions
1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18 and find line 4.
The Catcher in the Rye:
There were two chairs in every room.
2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can, what do you find?
Olay Body Quench lotion (I'm dry)
3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Teachers on NBC. Not bad, not that great.
4. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
My Launchcast: currently Tiny Little Fractures by Snow Patrol. Me, typing. The building's air conditioning. My cube mate coughing.
5. When did you last step outside?
About 20 minutes ago when I came into work.
6. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
My Yahoo email and the comment left by Mark. Then the tag.
7. What are you wearing?
Kinky, aren't you? Okay, well seeing as how I'm at work, this won't be too interesting. A pink blouse, a brown, pink-pin striped pants, toeless with heel sandals, and a small barrette for my bangs.
8. Did you dream last night?
Hmmm, I know this. Give me a second. I vaguely remember something about attempting to have sex with someone famous, but knowing they were my husband. I don't remember much else about the dream.
9. When did you last laugh?
Good question. Laugh, or good laugh? Hmmm, I laughed plenty of times yesterday, but I think my LAST laugh was probably right before I wnet to bed watching Teachers.
10. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Walls? Oh, you mean those fabric covered bits of panels called a cubicle? I have a calendar, a few Dilbert cartoons, a poster print out of Albert Einstein saying "Imagination is more important than knowledge.", some reporting procedures, my husbands artwork from school, a menu, and another calendar. Oh, and my name tag.
11. Seen anything weird lately?
Coming into work today, there were three people on the sidewalk acting very zombie-ish. To the point were I had to do a double-take because it looked right out of the movie "Sean of the Dead."
12. What do you think of this quiz?
It's responsible, but doesn't call me enough lately.
13. What is the last film you saw?
In whole? Ummm, Brazil.
14. If you turned a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
What wouldn't I buy? Umm, a nicer house, houses for my family, a Mercedes-Benz, lots of toys for my animals, a personal chef, a cleaning crew for the house, Beatles collectibles, a personal trainer, maybe a boob lift.
15. Tell me something about you that I don’t know.
Oh I always hate this question. When I was younger, my step-sister and I were going to be lawyers, and open up a law firm, because it's the career that makes money. now we're both in the healthcare industry. (Don't you curse at me!)
16. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt and politics, what would you do?
Only one thing, huh? I would create a better educational system for all countries and all ages. People could learn anything they want, from qualified teachers, for free. This would include handling money, sex education, medical advice, how to grow plants, etc..
Second to that would be a better healthcare system.
17. Do you like to dance?
Hell yeah!!
18. George Bush.
This survey was going so well. *sigh* I admire his ability to stand up for what HE believes in. However, I beleive he is a hyprocrite and an idiot. He's too focused on foreign matters that don't have anything to do with us. I can't wait until next election when NO ONE can vote for him. But I fear Jeb Bush is inevitable. *sigh*
19. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Jordan Ashley
20. Imagine your first child is a boy, what would you call him?
Robert Martin (after Martin Luther, Martin Luther King Jr, and hubby's grandfather)
21. Would you ever consider living abroad?
Hell yeah!! If it weren't for our animals, we would be already.
22. What would you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?
You worry too much. By the way, all you ever wanted to know is in the Heavenly library, you're still married while you're up here, and all the crap about animals not having souls is a bunch of bull. You're past pets are all waiting for you. Oh, and between you and me, I think Bush is full of crap too.
23. 4 people who must also do this meme.
(1) Hippo-pepperpot
(2) Bluebert
(3) Ms. Adventure
(4) Cloudy
(5) It would be nice if all my other online buddies would do this too. All my littermates!! :-)
The Catcher in the Rye:
There were two chairs in every room.
2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can, what do you find?
Olay Body Quench lotion (I'm dry)
3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Teachers on NBC. Not bad, not that great.
4. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
My Launchcast: currently Tiny Little Fractures by Snow Patrol. Me, typing. The building's air conditioning. My cube mate coughing.
5. When did you last step outside?
About 20 minutes ago when I came into work.
6. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
My Yahoo email and the comment left by Mark. Then the tag.
7. What are you wearing?
Kinky, aren't you? Okay, well seeing as how I'm at work, this won't be too interesting. A pink blouse, a brown, pink-pin striped pants, toeless with heel sandals, and a small barrette for my bangs.
8. Did you dream last night?
Hmmm, I know this. Give me a second. I vaguely remember something about attempting to have sex with someone famous, but knowing they were my husband. I don't remember much else about the dream.
9. When did you last laugh?
Good question. Laugh, or good laugh? Hmmm, I laughed plenty of times yesterday, but I think my LAST laugh was probably right before I wnet to bed watching Teachers.
10. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Walls? Oh, you mean those fabric covered bits of panels called a cubicle? I have a calendar, a few Dilbert cartoons, a poster print out of Albert Einstein saying "Imagination is more important than knowledge.", some reporting procedures, my husbands artwork from school, a menu, and another calendar. Oh, and my name tag.
11. Seen anything weird lately?
Coming into work today, there were three people on the sidewalk acting very zombie-ish. To the point were I had to do a double-take because it looked right out of the movie "Sean of the Dead."
12. What do you think of this quiz?
It's responsible, but doesn't call me enough lately.
13. What is the last film you saw?
In whole? Ummm, Brazil.
14. If you turned a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
What wouldn't I buy? Umm, a nicer house, houses for my family, a Mercedes-Benz, lots of toys for my animals, a personal chef, a cleaning crew for the house, Beatles collectibles, a personal trainer, maybe a boob lift.
15. Tell me something about you that I don’t know.
Oh I always hate this question. When I was younger, my step-sister and I were going to be lawyers, and open up a law firm, because it's the career that makes money. now we're both in the healthcare industry. (Don't you curse at me!)
16. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt and politics, what would you do?
Only one thing, huh? I would create a better educational system for all countries and all ages. People could learn anything they want, from qualified teachers, for free. This would include handling money, sex education, medical advice, how to grow plants, etc..
Second to that would be a better healthcare system.
17. Do you like to dance?
Hell yeah!!
18. George Bush.
This survey was going so well. *sigh* I admire his ability to stand up for what HE believes in. However, I beleive he is a hyprocrite and an idiot. He's too focused on foreign matters that don't have anything to do with us. I can't wait until next election when NO ONE can vote for him. But I fear Jeb Bush is inevitable. *sigh*
19. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Jordan Ashley
20. Imagine your first child is a boy, what would you call him?
Robert Martin (after Martin Luther, Martin Luther King Jr, and hubby's grandfather)
21. Would you ever consider living abroad?
Hell yeah!! If it weren't for our animals, we would be already.
22. What would you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?
You worry too much. By the way, all you ever wanted to know is in the Heavenly library, you're still married while you're up here, and all the crap about animals not having souls is a bunch of bull. You're past pets are all waiting for you. Oh, and between you and me, I think Bush is full of crap too.
23. 4 people who must also do this meme.
(1) Hippo-pepperpot
(2) Bluebert
(3) Ms. Adventure
(4) Cloudy
(5) It would be nice if all my other online buddies would do this too. All my littermates!! :-)
Monday, March 27, 2006
Weight of the world on my shoulders
Well, at least it's not on my ass, huh?
Hmmm, couldn't resist.
Anyway, it's been a tough year. And it just keeps getting shittier. Oddly enough, I don't really feel depressed, or spastic. Just...tired. Tired of it all. All the crap I've had to put up with this year.
I neither have a grin or a frown on my face. Just blank. Just a straight expression.
I guess I'm questioning where to go from here?
Since hubby has been laid off, I feel a lack of control over things. At least I'm still losing weight, and I think I take comfort in that being the only thing I really feel in control over right now.
We'll be fine, but when you have stress continually for months, it starts to wear on you.
I guess maybe it wasn't the best time this weekend to finally decide to watch Brazil. Poor guy. How fucked is that movie?? Good movie though. Very 1984-ish.
I'm sure things will get better later, but I felt the need to share with my blog. I mean that's what a blog is REALLY about, yes? Not only sharing the good, but the bad too?
Hmmm, couldn't resist.
Anyway, it's been a tough year. And it just keeps getting shittier. Oddly enough, I don't really feel depressed, or spastic. Just...tired. Tired of it all. All the crap I've had to put up with this year.
I neither have a grin or a frown on my face. Just blank. Just a straight expression.
I guess I'm questioning where to go from here?
Since hubby has been laid off, I feel a lack of control over things. At least I'm still losing weight, and I think I take comfort in that being the only thing I really feel in control over right now.
We'll be fine, but when you have stress continually for months, it starts to wear on you.
I guess maybe it wasn't the best time this weekend to finally decide to watch Brazil. Poor guy. How fucked is that movie?? Good movie though. Very 1984-ish.
I'm sure things will get better later, but I felt the need to share with my blog. I mean that's what a blog is REALLY about, yes? Not only sharing the good, but the bad too?
Friday, March 24, 2006
My Day was GREAT! How was yours?
So today, during our Employee Appreciation Day...
I received an Employee Of The Year award for my department,
along with the certificate, I also received $100 in American Express gift cards,
then I won a $25 gift certificate to a resteraunt for submitting a crosswword puzzle,
then I took my money and got my car's oil changed,
then I picked up my husband at work,
then he told me he was laid off.
Happy Friday everyone. Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah...
I received an Employee Of The Year award for my department,
along with the certificate, I also received $100 in American Express gift cards,
then I won a $25 gift certificate to a resteraunt for submitting a crosswword puzzle,
then I took my money and got my car's oil changed,
then I picked up my husband at work,
then he told me he was laid off.
Happy Friday everyone. Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah...
Happy Mardi Gras!!!
Okay, yes, I know it's not Mardi Gras Day, but tell that to my employer. They've set up Employee Appreciation Day with a Mardi Gras theme today.
So here I sit, for the first time ever in jeans at work, and full of beads. No...I didn't have to show anything for them, well, except for my wondorous reporting abilities.
I am feeling better today. I got my nails done last night, and a pedicure.
I will catch up to all of your blogs soon here. I miss you guys so much, but thanks for the comments.
So here I sit, for the first time ever in jeans at work, and full of beads. No...I didn't have to show anything for them, well, except for my wondorous reporting abilities.
I am feeling better today. I got my nails done last night, and a pedicure.
I will catch up to all of your blogs soon here. I miss you guys so much, but thanks for the comments.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
A lot of things have happened...
Blueberri graduated last night. We were so proud of her. She totally looks like her family, but a slimmer, city-fied version of them.
Her mother reminds me of the chick from Napolean Dynomite. Remember, his girlfriend who was approached by the uncle for breast enhancement?
Anyway, we went to eat Chinese food afterwards (I'm sure I'll pay for that eventually).
Hubby and I got into a fight on the way there, but I think it was a good fight. Let us air out some things. I do feel better today after it, but exhausted. I can't wait until Friday.
There's just so much to do, and I still feel punky.
Wel, have to get back to work. *sigh*
Her mother reminds me of the chick from Napolean Dynomite. Remember, his girlfriend who was approached by the uncle for breast enhancement?
Anyway, we went to eat Chinese food afterwards (I'm sure I'll pay for that eventually).
Hubby and I got into a fight on the way there, but I think it was a good fight. Let us air out some things. I do feel better today after it, but exhausted. I can't wait until Friday.
There's just so much to do, and I still feel punky.
Wel, have to get back to work. *sigh*
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Wal-Mart
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/11957536/from/RS.5/
So I saw this article on msnbc.com. Apaprently Wal-Mart is trying to bring in more customers who hate Wal-Mart but love Target and Costco (e.g. moi)
But they're attempting to do this backasswards.
I wouldn't go to them for high-priced items for the same reason I don't go to McDonalds for yogurt parfaits. It's not the product people, it's the experience!!!
I don't mind the product at Wal-Mart. I love the prices. The quality isn't that good, but you get what you pay for. Why don't I go to Wal-Mart?
The freakin people!!!
It's like a third world country down there. People step in front of you, behind you, yell in your ear, get in your way. Then after hiking miles to get two things you came for, you have to stand in line for half an hour just to check out. Then make your way through a hundred more slow people and be subjected to verifying the contents of your bag is really what you paid for.
Getting higher end products is not going to help this. As a matter of fact if it brings more people into that freakin store, it'll be worse.
Stop trying to doll up a hooker, and just sell the goods. How much more market share do they need?! Geesh!!
So I saw this article on msnbc.com. Apaprently Wal-Mart is trying to bring in more customers who hate Wal-Mart but love Target and Costco (e.g. moi)
But they're attempting to do this backasswards.
I wouldn't go to them for high-priced items for the same reason I don't go to McDonalds for yogurt parfaits. It's not the product people, it's the experience!!!
I don't mind the product at Wal-Mart. I love the prices. The quality isn't that good, but you get what you pay for. Why don't I go to Wal-Mart?
The freakin people!!!
It's like a third world country down there. People step in front of you, behind you, yell in your ear, get in your way. Then after hiking miles to get two things you came for, you have to stand in line for half an hour just to check out. Then make your way through a hundred more slow people and be subjected to verifying the contents of your bag is really what you paid for.
Getting higher end products is not going to help this. As a matter of fact if it brings more people into that freakin store, it'll be worse.
Stop trying to doll up a hooker, and just sell the goods. How much more market share do they need?! Geesh!!
Ever feel like *this* is it?
Yeah, I'm in a bummer of a mood today.
I'm in debt up to my ears. I like my job, but it's not what I visualized where I'd be by thirty. Can't seem to get pregnant. Having difficulties losing weight.
You know what?!
Fuck it!!
I'm not writing this entry. It's too freakin depressing. I'd rather be angry than bummed!!!
I need some freakin chocolate. Or a cigarette!!
...
By the way Blueberri,
I'm in debt up to my ears. I like my job, but it's not what I visualized where I'd be by thirty. Can't seem to get pregnant. Having difficulties losing weight.
You know what?!
Fuck it!!
I'm not writing this entry. It's too freakin depressing. I'd rather be angry than bummed!!!
I need some freakin chocolate. Or a cigarette!!
...
By the way Blueberri,
HAPPY GRADUATION DAY!!!
Yeah, that was pathetic. I'm sorry. Have a happy day though...really. Go watch some Odd Todd or somethin. Have some coffay. :-)
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Working from home today
So as you all know, I haven't been feeling well lately. Woke up this morning and felt like crap. (Big surprise, huh?)
So I decided to work from home today. It's a little slower than usual, but I'm comfy and if I need to double-over in pain, I don't have to worry about one of my co-workers sneaking up on me.
It's not that bad...well not anymore. I do feel better, but it comes and goes in waves. I'll be better by tomorrow.
I am comfortable at home though. Nothing personal against Blueberri, but I think one roommate is our max. I moved all of hubby's stuff and the extra bed back into the 'guest' bedroom, so now I have plenty of room in my bedroom. Me and the cats are just kickin back in bed today. I flung open the drapes, so every once in awhile Onyx starts up and visually hunts the doves out back.
Anyway, starting to feel punky again and hubby is buggin me over IM.
Take care everyone and thanks for the kind words!!
So I decided to work from home today. It's a little slower than usual, but I'm comfy and if I need to double-over in pain, I don't have to worry about one of my co-workers sneaking up on me.
It's not that bad...well not anymore. I do feel better, but it comes and goes in waves. I'll be better by tomorrow.
I am comfortable at home though. Nothing personal against Blueberri, but I think one roommate is our max. I moved all of hubby's stuff and the extra bed back into the 'guest' bedroom, so now I have plenty of room in my bedroom. Me and the cats are just kickin back in bed today. I flung open the drapes, so every once in awhile Onyx starts up and visually hunts the doves out back.
Anyway, starting to feel punky again and hubby is buggin me over IM.
Take care everyone and thanks for the kind words!!
Monday, March 20, 2006
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Sunday, March 19, 2006
WHAT a weekend!!!
So Saturday we helped move Blueberri out of our house. I'm hapy for her new independence, however sad as we now have one less sane person in the house.
My shoulder aches from moving everything, which was a bit of a circu act to begin with. Blueberri called U-Haul a little late, therefore no truck was available until 4 p.m. Weather called for a few showers and one mover/friend had to leave by 3 p.m.
So, two girls, five guys, two mini-SUVs, and three cars. I can't believe we got it all moved. Oh, and did I mention one and a half flights of stairs multiplied by about twenty?
Oh, not for me. I think I walked up about five times. I'm a lazy ass. Or rather a current smoker. Smokers and stairs just don't mix...well...without a set of paramedics on standby.
I think I did pretty well. I wasn't altogether lazy. But I just wasn't diggin those stairs.
Once we finished up, Blueberri bought pizza and I moved all of hubby's things back into her old room. The house feels semi-normal now (unless you count the crazy couple, the spiritual mexican, the begging cats, and the muddy dogs).
As of today, well, it hasn't gone well. As it sits right now, I have a nagging cough, a headache, and some muffins in which the timer just beeped...gotta go. Have a good weekend, or what's left of it, all!!!
My shoulder aches from moving everything, which was a bit of a circu act to begin with. Blueberri called U-Haul a little late, therefore no truck was available until 4 p.m. Weather called for a few showers and one mover/friend had to leave by 3 p.m.
So, two girls, five guys, two mini-SUVs, and three cars. I can't believe we got it all moved. Oh, and did I mention one and a half flights of stairs multiplied by about twenty?
Oh, not for me. I think I walked up about five times. I'm a lazy ass. Or rather a current smoker. Smokers and stairs just don't mix...well...without a set of paramedics on standby.
I think I did pretty well. I wasn't altogether lazy. But I just wasn't diggin those stairs.
Once we finished up, Blueberri bought pizza and I moved all of hubby's things back into her old room. The house feels semi-normal now (unless you count the crazy couple, the spiritual mexican, the begging cats, and the muddy dogs).
As of today, well, it hasn't gone well. As it sits right now, I have a nagging cough, a headache, and some muffins in which the timer just beeped...gotta go. Have a good weekend, or what's left of it, all!!!
Friday, March 17, 2006
The small things in life
Do you ever enjoy doing odd tasks which don't really mean much, but you take enjoyment in the steps it takes to do that task?
Making coffee is for me one of these things. At work, when I used to drink coffee, I would bitch and complain when no one refilled the carafes.
Now I don't drink coffee at work (because the water here is on straight tap from Mexico apparently), but I still like to bitch and complain about empty carafes and refill them.
I was doing this yesterday, when I realized I like just making coffee. Something about emptying out the old grinds, putting in a new filter, filling it up with new coffee, and pushing the little 'Brew' button makes me feel better.
I've noticed this about a few things. Like doing laundry. Or vacuuming. I don't like the thought of doing it, but once I get into it, I enjoy it.
There's something comforting and feminine in doing these things that apparently I appreciate. Why can't my husband?
Making coffee is for me one of these things. At work, when I used to drink coffee, I would bitch and complain when no one refilled the carafes.
Now I don't drink coffee at work (because the water here is on straight tap from Mexico apparently), but I still like to bitch and complain about empty carafes and refill them.
I was doing this yesterday, when I realized I like just making coffee. Something about emptying out the old grinds, putting in a new filter, filling it up with new coffee, and pushing the little 'Brew' button makes me feel better.
I've noticed this about a few things. Like doing laundry. Or vacuuming. I don't like the thought of doing it, but once I get into it, I enjoy it.
There's something comforting and feminine in doing these things that apparently I appreciate. Why can't my husband?
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Life Is Too Complex Sometimes
I didn't realize how much I craved alone time until I got a taste.
The other day was great, even if for a few minutes. And now today, I got home around 4:30 p.m. Blueberri still hasn't gotten home. And hubby got home around 7 p.m.
By then, I had accomplished two loads of laundry, raked the backyard, swept the back porch, did dishes and made fried rice from scratch.
Whew!!
In a way, I was happy yet sad when my hubby came home. I was enjoying. I think humans don't get enough alone time as it is. Or if we do, it's too much.
Anyway, I saw a kick ass Mercedes the other day. Unlike some idiots who buy sports cars for only their looks and end up going 5 miles under the speed limit, this guy put the pedal to the medal. This thing went from 0-60 in about 5 seconds. It was schweet!!!
I love it when I see people driving sportscars the way they should.
I know...disjointed log. I'm scatter brained.
I'm going before I get anymore confusing. Hasta!
The other day was great, even if for a few minutes. And now today, I got home around 4:30 p.m. Blueberri still hasn't gotten home. And hubby got home around 7 p.m.
By then, I had accomplished two loads of laundry, raked the backyard, swept the back porch, did dishes and made fried rice from scratch.
Whew!!
In a way, I was happy yet sad when my hubby came home. I was enjoying. I think humans don't get enough alone time as it is. Or if we do, it's too much.
Anyway, I saw a kick ass Mercedes the other day. Unlike some idiots who buy sports cars for only their looks and end up going 5 miles under the speed limit, this guy put the pedal to the medal. This thing went from 0-60 in about 5 seconds. It was schweet!!!
I love it when I see people driving sportscars the way they should.
I know...disjointed log. I'm scatter brained.
I'm going before I get anymore confusing. Hasta!
Life Is Too Complex Sometimes
I didn't realize how much I craved alone time until I got a taste.
The other day was great, even if for a few minutes. And now today, I got home around 4:30 p.m. Blueberri still hasn't gotten home. And hubby got home around 7 p.m.
By then, I had accomplished two loads of laundry, raked the backyard, swept the back porch, did dishes and made fried rice from scratch.
Whew!!
In a way, I was happy yet sad when my hubby came home. I was enjoying. I think humans don't get enough alone time as it is. Or if we do, it's too much.
Anyway, I saw a kick ass Mercedes the other day. Unlike some idiots who buy sports cars for only their looks and end up going 5 miles under the speed limit, this guy put the pedal to the medal. This thing went from 0-60 in about 5 seconds. It was schweet!!!
I love it when I see people driving sportscars the way they should.
I know...disjointed log. I'm scatter brained.
I'm going before I get anymore confusing. Hasta!
The other day was great, even if for a few minutes. And now today, I got home around 4:30 p.m. Blueberri still hasn't gotten home. And hubby got home around 7 p.m.
By then, I had accomplished two loads of laundry, raked the backyard, swept the back porch, did dishes and made fried rice from scratch.
Whew!!
In a way, I was happy yet sad when my hubby came home. I was enjoying. I think humans don't get enough alone time as it is. Or if we do, it's too much.
Anyway, I saw a kick ass Mercedes the other day. Unlike some idiots who buy sports cars for only their looks and end up going 5 miles under the speed limit, this guy put the pedal to the medal. This thing went from 0-60 in about 5 seconds. It was schweet!!!
I love it when I see people driving sportscars the way they should.
I know...disjointed log. I'm scatter brained.
I'm going before I get anymore confusing. Hasta!
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Too Much Input
As I sit here with no one home, I realize how desperately I needed a little peace and quiet.
Nothing against roommates or husband, but rarely do I get the chance to solely focus on one or two things at a time.
Right now? I'm blogging and watching television.
Oops, hubby just got home. That was short.
See ya later. Let the confusion and stress begin.
Nothing against roommates or husband, but rarely do I get the chance to solely focus on one or two things at a time.
Right now? I'm blogging and watching television.
Oops, hubby just got home. That was short.
See ya later. Let the confusion and stress begin.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Day FROM hell
Holy moly, what a freakin day!!!
First tons of reports having to be redone, then I find out my prescription isn't covered by my health insurance. A-holes!!!!
Wanna know how much?
400 freakin dollars for a month's worth. What the hell?!?!?!
For that much money, I've decided to consult the street pharmacist. Pot is much cheaper and less side effects.
Well at least I'm feeling better. Will update more later too. Been really busy.
Love you guys and thanks for all the support.
BTW, yay, hippo!!! (for getting some!!) lol
Disclaimer: No, I'm not really going to go out and smoke a the dope. But seriously how can they make that stuff illegal and charge that much for a less effective drug? *CoughHypocritesCough*
First tons of reports having to be redone, then I find out my prescription isn't covered by my health insurance. A-holes!!!!
Wanna know how much?
400 freakin dollars for a month's worth. What the hell?!?!?!
For that much money, I've decided to consult the street pharmacist. Pot is much cheaper and less side effects.
Well at least I'm feeling better. Will update more later too. Been really busy.
Love you guys and thanks for all the support.
BTW, yay, hippo!!! (for getting some!!) lol
Disclaimer: No, I'm not really going to go out and smoke a the dope. But seriously how can they make that stuff illegal and charge that much for a less effective drug? *CoughHypocritesCough*
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Lazy Saturday
Watched a movie, well a couple of movies, and my lazy ass has not left the couch except to go get Quiktrip sodas and a pack of cigarettes (on temporary haitus from the baby making again, just for about a month.)
It started to rain the other day, which in Phoenix, Arizona is a miracle. No...literally...it has not rained here for about 140 days. So this rain is virtually the Apocolypse for us. I anticipate flying pigs soon.
But it has made me feel better. I think the rain is symbolic of "everything is going to be okay."
So my laziness is kind of like a coke addict coming off his high.
It's also freakin freezing. But being the weekend, I'm taking advantage of not having to leave my warm, cozy post. I'm snuggling with small furry things and chillin' out.
After a stressful week, this is just what I needed.
Also, I lost another 1.4 lbs. Very proud of myself. Now I just have to avoid the celebratory pig-out fest that sometimes follow it.
Well I have an agenda. I'm going to continue my laziness.
Have a good weekend all!!
It started to rain the other day, which in Phoenix, Arizona is a miracle. No...literally...it has not rained here for about 140 days. So this rain is virtually the Apocolypse for us. I anticipate flying pigs soon.
But it has made me feel better. I think the rain is symbolic of "everything is going to be okay."
So my laziness is kind of like a coke addict coming off his high.
It's also freakin freezing. But being the weekend, I'm taking advantage of not having to leave my warm, cozy post. I'm snuggling with small furry things and chillin' out.
After a stressful week, this is just what I needed.
Also, I lost another 1.4 lbs. Very proud of myself. Now I just have to avoid the celebratory pig-out fest that sometimes follow it.
Well I have an agenda. I'm going to continue my laziness.
Have a good weekend all!!
Thursday, March 09, 2006
So...what's been happening?
Nothing, yet everything.
Been really busy. I've been meaning to visit y'all, but just haven't had time lately.
Work has been going full steam. As you may all know though, I prefer not to talk about work considering all the stupid lawsuits lately. Heaven forbid I mention a co-worker is a dumbass and get slapped with slander.
Home life has been equally busy, although for the life of me I can't figure out why.
Yesterday i did have to work at home. And in doing so, I felt so...what's the word? Swamped? no time for anything. Barely time for dinner. At one point during the night, I wanted to ask Blueberri if she wanted to go to QT with me to get our Coke jones fixed, however i had work to do, then lost came on, then work, then Projet Runway.
By the time I was ready to go, it was 10 p.m. and she was locked up in her room. *sigh*
Anyway, I'll give a better update lately.
Good news? Still losing weight.
Bad news? No time for anything else.
Been really busy. I've been meaning to visit y'all, but just haven't had time lately.
Work has been going full steam. As you may all know though, I prefer not to talk about work considering all the stupid lawsuits lately. Heaven forbid I mention a co-worker is a dumbass and get slapped with slander.
Home life has been equally busy, although for the life of me I can't figure out why.
Yesterday i did have to work at home. And in doing so, I felt so...what's the word? Swamped? no time for anything. Barely time for dinner. At one point during the night, I wanted to ask Blueberri if she wanted to go to QT with me to get our Coke jones fixed, however i had work to do, then lost came on, then work, then Projet Runway.
By the time I was ready to go, it was 10 p.m. and she was locked up in her room. *sigh*
Anyway, I'll give a better update lately.
Good news? Still losing weight.
Bad news? No time for anything else.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Three Days?!?!
I think it's a record!! 3 whole days without a post. I would have posted sooner, but I've been in a bit of a funk and I didn't feel like sharing.
My misery doesn't like company. It likes to wallow by itself and then say, "See?! No one gives a shit!"
Anyway, feeling a bit better now.
Watched the Oscars last night. I'll just say this and leave it as probably every other blog is talking about the Oscars:
"It's hard out there to be a pimp."
Didn't get much accomplished this weekend. Everyone helped clean up and then the dogs promptly shat all over the kicthen when we came home tonight. It's like one big vicious cycle. Dirty, clean, dirty, clean. Why can't I leave the house untouched and have it stay clean instead of dirty?? Damn you desert dirt!!!
Our roommate left Friday for Mexico to pick up his truck that had been stolen. The bastards (e.g. mexican government) wouldn't let him have his truck back. You tell ME who's the criminal here. He drove all the way from Phoenix, Arizona to Mexico to pick up his truck that the assholes had said was in good working order. Then when he got there they said he had to fill out a whole bunch of paperwork that had to be signed in triplicate and notorized. Then they said some treaty was broken because they didn't inform him of the paperwork process. Then...they said he couldn't have his truck back. So now he's on his way back. One lost weekend, and a work day, and no truck. Bendejos.
I hope I spelled that right.
You get the point.
My misery doesn't like company. It likes to wallow by itself and then say, "See?! No one gives a shit!"
Anyway, feeling a bit better now.
Watched the Oscars last night. I'll just say this and leave it as probably every other blog is talking about the Oscars:
"It's hard out there to be a pimp."
Didn't get much accomplished this weekend. Everyone helped clean up and then the dogs promptly shat all over the kicthen when we came home tonight. It's like one big vicious cycle. Dirty, clean, dirty, clean. Why can't I leave the house untouched and have it stay clean instead of dirty?? Damn you desert dirt!!!
Our roommate left Friday for Mexico to pick up his truck that had been stolen. The bastards (e.g. mexican government) wouldn't let him have his truck back. You tell ME who's the criminal here. He drove all the way from Phoenix, Arizona to Mexico to pick up his truck that the assholes had said was in good working order. Then when he got there they said he had to fill out a whole bunch of paperwork that had to be signed in triplicate and notorized. Then they said some treaty was broken because they didn't inform him of the paperwork process. Then...they said he couldn't have his truck back. So now he's on his way back. One lost weekend, and a work day, and no truck. Bendejos.
I hope I spelled that right.
You get the point.
Friday, March 03, 2006
Should have been born a man
Not that I have penis envy. It's just that my mental processes seem much more aligned to male traits then female.
For example, when I focus on something...I really focus. I can remember sitting in class working on code freverently. Finally I reached a break in my work and I gave myself a mental break. Looking up and around, I found both my friends on either side staring and smiling at me.
"What?!" I would exclaim.
"We've been yelling at you for like the past 15 minutes, " they would explain.
That happens to me all the time. People usually ask me what's wrong when I'm watching television. Usually it takes them a few times to get my attention. i have to explain nothing is wrong, I'm just "into" my show. Can I just watch a program in peace?
I'm like this with books too. I'm almost physically exhausted after reading a book from all the excitement and drama.
I also don't like to "fluff" things up. I think it's bullshit we have to reconsider everything we say in fear that someone will be offended. I mean, it's not the words that matter, but the intention. Duh!
Okay maybe that really doesn't prove my masculinity but quite frankly I usually enjoy the companionship of male company then female. Sometimes women can just be so catty and emotional. I just want to shoot the shit and discuss topics objectively. Geez!
For example, when I focus on something...I really focus. I can remember sitting in class working on code freverently. Finally I reached a break in my work and I gave myself a mental break. Looking up and around, I found both my friends on either side staring and smiling at me.
"What?!" I would exclaim.
"We've been yelling at you for like the past 15 minutes, " they would explain.
That happens to me all the time. People usually ask me what's wrong when I'm watching television. Usually it takes them a few times to get my attention. i have to explain nothing is wrong, I'm just "into" my show. Can I just watch a program in peace?
I'm like this with books too. I'm almost physically exhausted after reading a book from all the excitement and drama.
I also don't like to "fluff" things up. I think it's bullshit we have to reconsider everything we say in fear that someone will be offended. I mean, it's not the words that matter, but the intention. Duh!
Okay maybe that really doesn't prove my masculinity but quite frankly I usually enjoy the companionship of male company then female. Sometimes women can just be so catty and emotional. I just want to shoot the shit and discuss topics objectively. Geez!
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Oops, I did it again...
Yes, I got my hair cut again. Well specifically all of them (yuk, yuk, yuk)
I just couldn't stand that horrible haircut anymore. I did plan on getting it cut, just maybe not last night.
Around 8 p.m. Blueberri announced she wa going to get her haircut. In my usual calm and calculated demeanor, I exclaimed, "Hold up and I'll go with you!"
So we get into the car and she informs me that she's going to Great Clips about a few blocks away. Now, I'm not a great fan of these clip joints. I feel like most of the so-called 'stylists' there only know how to do bowl cuts and buzz tops, but I figured after a $65 shitty haircut, what could it hurt?
I'd rather pay $11 dollars for a shitty haircut then $65.
So we head over and apparently Joe Blow and his forty cousins decided that night they would get their mullets trimmed. So we decide to head over to Supercuts.
There's only one lady and two customers, but those girls were getting their highlights done, so it's off to find another shop yet again. (Who knew it was so hard to get a bad haircut?)
Third stop and we strike gold!! One customer, two stylists and an hour left before the shop closes.
A russian lady takes me back and asks, "Vat do you vant for your haircut?"
I point to two photos. With the incredibly short bangs the she-devil gave me, I could only opt for a short haircut or else look like a throwback from the eighties or a Roseanne extra. The russian gives me a dubious look.
"I no think this is good. Too short."
"Well, what do you suggest?" I ask. Figuring if she didn't think this was the way to go, then surely she had a suggestion on what would work.
"I no think this is good. Too short."
Um, okay. "Then just give me this one in the corner." She is none too pleased.
But she chops, and cuts, and shears. It actually came out fairly good. I mean, I would prefer my hair long, but what choice was I given?
At one point she stops, calls over Blueberry and says, "See, this length is good. Any shorter and uh..." gives a russian impression of Seinfeld. "Her face to, uh, round for shorter hair. This good, no?"
I reply, "Yeah, my face is too fat for shorter hair. I get it. This is good." I hate it when people pad the truth.
But all in all we agree this is better than the last cut. So I gave her a big tip and wondered why the hell a foreigner working for almost minimum wage did a better job than Ms. Classy at Classy Hair Is Us.
I just couldn't stand that horrible haircut anymore. I did plan on getting it cut, just maybe not last night.
Around 8 p.m. Blueberri announced she wa going to get her haircut. In my usual calm and calculated demeanor, I exclaimed, "Hold up and I'll go with you!"
So we get into the car and she informs me that she's going to Great Clips about a few blocks away. Now, I'm not a great fan of these clip joints. I feel like most of the so-called 'stylists' there only know how to do bowl cuts and buzz tops, but I figured after a $65 shitty haircut, what could it hurt?
I'd rather pay $11 dollars for a shitty haircut then $65.
So we head over and apparently Joe Blow and his forty cousins decided that night they would get their mullets trimmed. So we decide to head over to Supercuts.
There's only one lady and two customers, but those girls were getting their highlights done, so it's off to find another shop yet again. (Who knew it was so hard to get a bad haircut?)
Third stop and we strike gold!! One customer, two stylists and an hour left before the shop closes.
A russian lady takes me back and asks, "Vat do you vant for your haircut?"
I point to two photos. With the incredibly short bangs the she-devil gave me, I could only opt for a short haircut or else look like a throwback from the eighties or a Roseanne extra. The russian gives me a dubious look.
"I no think this is good. Too short."
"Well, what do you suggest?" I ask. Figuring if she didn't think this was the way to go, then surely she had a suggestion on what would work.
"I no think this is good. Too short."
Um, okay. "Then just give me this one in the corner." She is none too pleased.
But she chops, and cuts, and shears. It actually came out fairly good. I mean, I would prefer my hair long, but what choice was I given?
At one point she stops, calls over Blueberry and says, "See, this length is good. Any shorter and uh..." gives a russian impression of Seinfeld. "Her face to, uh, round for shorter hair. This good, no?"
I reply, "Yeah, my face is too fat for shorter hair. I get it. This is good." I hate it when people pad the truth.
But all in all we agree this is better than the last cut. So I gave her a big tip and wondered why the hell a foreigner working for almost minimum wage did a better job than Ms. Classy at Classy Hair Is Us.
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