My Soundtrack; My Life

"Dreamer"...Ozzy Osbourne

2009-04-23T17:28:00.001-05:00

"Gazing through the window at the world outside
Wondering will mother earth survive
Hoping that mankind will stop abusing her sometime
After all there's only just the two of us
And here we are still fighting for our lives
Watching all of history repeat itself
Time after time

I'm just a dreamer
I dream my life away
I'm just a dreamer
Who dreams of better days

I watch the sun go down like everyone of us
I'm hoping that the dawn will bring a sign
A better place for those Who will come after us ...
This time

I'm just a dreamer
I dream my life away oh yeah
I'm just a dreamer
Who dreams of better days

Your higher power may be God or Jesus Christ
It doesn't really matter much to me
Without each others help there ain't no hope for us
I'm living in a dream of fantasy
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

If only we could all just find serenity
It would be nice if we could live as one
When will all this anger, hate and biggotry ...
Be gone?

I'm just a dreamer
I dream my life away
Today
I'm just a dreamer
Who dreams of better days
Okay
I'm just a dreamer
Who's searching for the way
Today
I'm just a dreamer
Dreaming my life away
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah"

"Gravel Pit"...Wu-Tang Clan

2009-04-22T18:18:00.002-05:00

"...Check out my gravel pit
A mystery unraveling
Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with
Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it

Ha, holla cross from the land of the lost
Behold the pale horse, off course (off course)
Follow me, Wu-Tang gotta be
The best thing since stocks in Clark Wallabees [ZZZH]
African killers bees black watch (black watch)
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts [ZZZH]
From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill [BOOM!]
Elbow grease, and elbow room
Baby play me, baby fall down, go boom [BOOM!]
Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse [3, 2, 1...]..."

FW: Why I was fired...

For the last company picnic, management decided that, due to liability issues, we could have alcohol, but only one (1) drink per person.

I was fired for ordering the cups.

"My Swag"...T.I

2009-04-22T18:12:00.001-05:00

"...I'm the man from Atlanta, to way out in Cali
Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to Miami
I be in Hawaii, then catch me in Paris
I be at home barely, I'll sleep when I'm buried
What I need some sleep for?
This dope got me geeked up
I went to Japan and made a mil' in a week bruh
These ni**az can't keep up cause they see me in London
Or out in Ibiza, that time I ain't sleep for
Bout three days maybe, you see me in Haiti
With Wyclef Jean and a selection of ladies
But my folk got that work in like they back in the 80's
See the money's what move me, conversation don't phase me

Been around the worrrrrld
Traveled the seven seas (and I be)
Poppin bottles with celebrities (so you can find me)
Flyin high, smokin better trees (ay, oh-ay-ay)
Girls around the worrrrrld (yo, yo)
They keep callin me (they call me)
Paparazzi they be follow me (they all be)
Hopin that they get a shot of me
It's my swaaaaag (they wonder what's so special 'bout him)
(Why they ain't sellin records like him, tell 'em)
It's my swaaaaag (how he always look so cool)
(That why e'rybody do what he do, tell 'em)
Gotta be my swaaaaag (they wonder why he wear his hat like that)
(When girls see him why they act like that, ay, I don't know)
It's my swaaaaag (for some reason all the real ni**az love him)
(Even though they girlfriend wanna fu*k him, I guess)
Gotta be my swaaaaag..."

The past weekend with IL Buddy in town for the annual poker tourney, was what was expected; full of mischief, kraziness, drinking and fun. I had planned on meeting up with the gang the Friday evening that IL Buddy and others arrived. Although because of mis-communication between WB, IL Buddy and myself it didn’t occur, so I hung out at my place. It was probably a Godsend, since the evening even without going out was drama. In the end, after a conversation with a more than buzzed WB, a conversation with a very drunk IL Buddy and some angry texts from WB, WB called – asking for a place to crash – in fear of Detached Buddy and moreso, because he didn’t want to deal with him.

So- despite the angry texts I had received from WB, I changed the pillowcase, got his bed ready on the couch and stayed up for his late arrival. I found out, after WB arrived about the drama between the others that had occurred and decided that after the evening he had, the fact that he was blitzed and it was late, I couldn’t be mad but felt thankful for not being out.

The next day, I met up w/IL Buddy and AsianKid for some quick drinks in the neighborhood before we headed off. It was good to catch up. Maybe because WB wasn’t around or maybe because IL Buddy was sober, he was himself and it conversation was good. The drinks were quick, since time was short til we were due at the tourney. I had originally accepted the invite for the tourney, since I decided I had played in the 5 previous ones. But after thinking about it and knowing I wasn’t going to make it to the final table, the money would be lost and it could prove to be more costly than what it was worth. No such luck, since after speaking w/ the tourney’s host, I was in – they had counted enough people with me and needed the body (or my money, ha)

I’ve made it to the final table twice in my previous years playing but not this year. Though, I have to say I feel good about how I played, with the exception of one good hand I really should’ve bet more. The tourney started around 5:15 and I managed to stay in the game til a quarter to 11 – most impressive for me! It seemed that everytime I was close to being out, I got lucky and had a good hand – it saved me twice in the game! But alas, I was out, the final table to start and it was time to go out on the town.

I might has well have gone out by myself. It was IL Buddy’s ‘grand idea’ to head back to our old dance/bar from college days, downtown. And though it was fun to be back at the old club, I was way too old and after the first drink we all had together, I don’t think I saw any of them for the rest of the night. So, I ended up making friends w/randoms in the bar and as usual met some interesting (using ‘interesting’ loosely) people. By the end of the night, my feet were hurting and I was ready to jet. Of course, not everyone was gathered and in the chaos of closing time and me getting impatient, I left them at the bar, dancing or whatnot – while I retreated my old self back to my place and bed… ha

"Mercy, Mercy Me"...Marvin Gaye

2009-04-22T17:55:00.002-05:00

"Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Where did all the blue sky go?
Poison is the wind that blows
From the north, east, south, and sea
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas
Fish full of mercury
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no..."

Man, it’s hard to keep up with a blog when you’re not a true ‘writer’ and time is limited… ha The past couple of weeks have been mostly fun filled. Although, it wasn’t fun to go to my grandpa’s funeral – it was fun to see the kids! An unexpected and unfortunate way to see the nieces and nephews but no matter, it brought a lot of enjoyment. We headed down south for the visitation on Friday and came back Sat evening, after the funeral – w/the kids. It was sad since my grandpa was my last grandparent but more difficult to see the tears shed from my mom, whom – up until then, I had only seen my mom cry once (not even when her mom passed). One of the most memorable moments was sitting next to my 6 yr old niece at the funeral and when she saw her name in the service bulletin, she announced she was famous, ah – kids, so cute ha. That and on the ride back from the south to my rents – I sat next to Olivia. In the last 10 minutes, my youngest niece (1 yr old) started screaming and the first thing Olivia said, was that that the screaming was definitely something she had to blog about. I love it, my 6 yr old niece can keep up w/her blog better than I, ha.

"Double Vision"...Foreigner

2009-04-01T17:50:00.002-05:00

"Feeling down 'n' dirty, feeling kinda mean
I've been from one to another extreme
This time I had a good time, ain't got time to wait
I wanna stick around 'till I can't see straight

Fill my eyes with that double vision
No disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me,
it's always new to me
My double vision gets the best of me

Never do more than I, I really need
My mind is racing, but my body's in the lead
Tonight's the night, I'm gonna push it to the limit
I live all of my years in a single minute..."

True Answers...

What kind of shopping do you hate doing most?
All of it!!! (grocery, clothes, etc)

In your opinion, what is your biggest character flaw?
I relate too many things back to myself – not because I’m self centered but in trying to understand the other person better

Cotton Candy; Delicious treat or disgusting mess?
Uh….delicious treat!!!!! Yum….I’ll take it over flowers or chocolates any day!

If you woke up the opposite gender for one day, what would be the biggest downside to that for you?
I probably wouldn’t be able to talk as much as I do… ha ha ha

* WRITE EXACTLY WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND, AND DON'T CHANGE IT *

I'm tired of: working

Maybe I should: be more responsible

I Wish:i was richChocolate is: yummers!

Right now I'm craving: mountain dew

I will always remember: my great, great AuntLove is: dumbToday is: long!

Tomorrow: is my Friday!

"All The Young Dudes"...Ozzy Osbourne

2009-04-01T17:41:00.002-05:00

"...Now jimmy looking sweet though he dresses like a queen
He can kick like a mule
It's a real mean team
We can love
We can love
And my brother's back at home
With his beatles and his stones
We never got if off on that revolution stuff
It was such a drag, too many snags
Well I drunk a lot of wine
And I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed
Is this concrete all around me, or is it in my head?

All the young dudes (hey dudes)
Carry the news (where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (I want to hear ya)
Carry the news (I want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (and I want to relate to you)
Carry the news..."

FW: A New Community College Course

Spring Classes for Men @ the ADULT LEARNING CENTER

REGISTRATION MUST BE COMPLETED By Thursday April 8th, 2009
NOTE: DUE TO THE COMPLEXITY AND DIFFICULTY LEVEL OF THEIR CONTENTS, CLASS SIZES WILL BE LIMITED TO 8 PARTICIPANTS MAXIMUM

Class 1
How To Fill Up The Ice Cube Trays--Step by Step, with Slide Presentation. Meets 4 weeks, Monday and Wednesday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.

Class 2
The Toilet Paper Roll--Does It Change Itself? Round Table Discussion. Meets 2 weeks, Saturday 12:00 for 2 hours.

Class 3
Is It Possible To Urinate Using The Technique Of Lifting The Seat and Avoiding The Floor, Walls and Nearby Bathtub?--Group Practice Meets 4 weeks, Saturday 10:00 PM for 2 hours.

Class 4
Fundamental Differences Between The Laundry Hamper and The Floor--Pictures and Explanatory Graphics. Meets Saturdays at 2:00 PM for 3 weeks.

Class 5
Dinner Dishes--Can They Levitate and Fly Into The Kitchen Sink? Examples on Video. Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning At 7:00 PM

Class 6
Loss Of Identity--Losing The Remote To Your Significant Other. Help Line Support and Support Groups. Meets 4 Weeks, Friday and Sunday 7:00 PM

Class 7
Learning How To Find Things--Starting With Looking In The Right Places And Not Turning The House Upside Down While Screaming. Open Forum Monday at 8:00 PM, 2 hours.

Class 8
Health Watch--Bringing Her Flowers Is Not Harmful To Your Health. Graphics and Audio Tapes. Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.

Class 9
Real Men Ask For Directions When Lost--Real Life Testimonials. Tuesdays at 6:00 PM Location to be determined

Class 10
Is It Genetically Impossible To Sit Quietly While She Parallel Parks? Driving Simulations. 4 weeks, Saturday's noon, 2 hours.

Class 11
Learning to Live--Basic Differences Between Mother and Wife. Online Classes and role-playing Tuesdays at 7:00 PM, location to be determined

Class 12
How to be the Ideal Shopping Companion Relaxation Exercises, Meditation and Breathing Techniques. Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.

Class 13
How to Fight Cerebral Atrophy--Remembering Birthdays, Anniversaries and Other Important Dates and Calling When You're Going To Be Late.. Cerebral Shock Therapy Sessions and Full Lobotomies Offered. Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.

Class 14
The Stove/Oven--What It Is and How It Is Used..Live Demonstration. Tuesdays at 6:00 PM, location to be determined.

Upon completion of any of the above courses, diplomas will be issued to the survivors.

"I'm Bad"...LL Cool J

2009-04-01T17:38:00.000-05:00

"...I'm bad
(Cool J)
(Cool J)
(Cool J)
(C C C C Cool J J)
(Cool J)
(C C C C C C C Cool J J J J J)

I'm like Tyson icin'
I'm a soldier at war
I'm makin' sure you don't try to battle me no more
Got concrete rhymes been rappin' for ten years and
Even when I'm braggin'
I'm bein' sincere
MC's can't win I make 'em rust like tin
They call me Jaws my hat is like a shark's fin
Because I'm bad as can be got my voice on wax
Some brothers think he's making records now he must have relaxed...."

So the weekend turned out to be fun, minus a couple of incidents. Friday, I skipped the college group gathering had fit in my afternoon nap. And after, was the man hunt w/ CuteK. We didn’t end up meeting til pretty late that night, so I think it took some pressure off the night. We arrived at a jam packed local bar. Deciding that it was too crowded and the environment was not conducive to meeting people, we headed to the next venue. Unfortunately, while in the midst of CuteK picking me up and deciding where we were headed, WB texted several times and called. In the end, it became a text argument between WB and I. I found myself over irritated with the situation but being a better person than I am normally, I invited him out to meet up with us, which seemed to be the gist of the texts.

When CuteK and I arrived at the 2nd bar, we found a good spot by the bar and ended up talking to several yahoos. Yahoo#1 had to have been quite drunk, as we discussed topics that should never be discussed drunk or sober. Entertaining as it was, I hoped that CuteK would take the lead in the conversation, as it was her who seemed to want to meet the lads that evening. It didn’t occur but for what it was, at least she spoke to someone new. Yahoo#2, wearing some kind of alternative top hat and missing a tooth – apparently from his occupation – travelling around the world doing stunts and such on a bike. I never did receive a reply if the missing tooth was due to the stunt riding or what. Again though, entertaining and I think while I was speaking w/Yahoo#2 – CuteK was speaking to another new lad, so in the end – despite her walking out without any numbers, she had a good time. And as for WB – he never showed up, to which I received a text the next day, advising he had passed out. Thank goodness he was drunk while he was sending the texts.

Sat was the other ‘big’ evening out. With L-Y back, heartbroken and needing entertainment also, she had planned a ‘big’ night out. I met up w/L-Y and her 2 very young friends out at my favorite bar down the street. Staying for a very short time, we headed to the next place so the girls could do shots. Obviously that was not on my agenda, so while I waited outside (as it was strictly business – order, drink and leave), I ran into K*Bliss and her mom. They were in the neighborhood after leaving a comedy show that K*Bliss’s husband was to attend instead of mom, for his b-day. But just like K*Bliss’s husband, true to his crap behavior, decided that attending a friend’s son’s hockey game was more important than going through w/K*Bliss’s plans for his big day – opted out.

It was good to see K*Bliss since I hadn’t seen her since he recent news of expecting a new baby boy. Congratulations, she has built a new house, gotten engaged, married and now expecting all in a year. I can’t wait to see if she’ll try and top the next year, ha. Even so, after shots were completed, the greetings and good bye with K*Bliss and the others were done, we headed to the next place; a b-day party of one of L-Y’s friends.

The b-day party was normal, nothing over the top and fun. The 2 Young’ns headed out early, since they had a b-day party of their own to attend which left L-Y and I headed w/the rest of the b-day party to the next ‘trendy’ locale. L-Y and I stayed for a total of 6 minutes at the trendy club and headed to meet up w/the Young’ns at their party – despite the fact that their friend was turning a 10 decade younger than ourselves, ha.

I’m pretty sure it was the most entertaining part of the evening. With a bar full of college kids, cheap drinks and music, you can only imagine. Though it’s not my scene, I definitely got into it, when a young lad asked what year I was in. My gosh – I was mistaken for a college kid and I luved it! I went with it, explaining where I went and my major – thankfully it was dark, so they were unable to see the wrinkles and age my face very definitely show, ha. As if I wasn’t already riding high from the awesome compliment, I was asked by another young lad – what year I was again and as he carried on about his internship he asked if I had one yet. As a matter of fact, I did have an internship, an internship that has apparently lasted 8 years, ha. By the end of the conversation, I found myself making friends w/the young lads, trying to krump – very unsuccessfully of course and enjoying the very young scene. And yes, I came clean and revealed my actual age, * gasp *.

It had been a fun evening and while L-Y and myself walked back into my place, I discovered that I had left my wallet in the cab. My gosh, how could I do something so silly! Args – the rest of the evening, I called companies to cancel cards and prayed that the wallet would show up. Thankfully, the next day – I received a call – my wallet had been not only found but driven back w/everything in it!!! There are honest people out there! All was well….

"Twisted Transistor"...Korn

2009-03-26T17:51:00.000-05:00

"Hey you, hey you,
Devil's little sister
Listening to your Twisted Transistor
Hold it between your legs
Turn it up, turn it up
Low end is coming through
Can't get enough
A lonely life, where no one understands you
But don't give up, because the music do
Music do [x6]

Because the music do
And then it's reaching
Inside you forever preaching
F*ck you too
Your scream's a whisper
Hang on you
Twisted Transistor..."

FW: In honor of Octup. mom

In honor of Nadya Suleman, the mother of the octuplets, Denny's is offering a new breakfast meal: "The Octo-Slam".

You get fourteen eggs, without a sausage, and the people next to you have to pay the bill.

"It's Gonna Be Me"...N'Sync

2009-03-26T17:42:00.001-05:00

"...Every little thing I do
Never seems enough for you
You don't wanna lose it again
But I'm not like them
Baby, when you finally
Get to love somebody
Guess what, it's gonna be me

You've got no choice, babe
But to move on,and you know
There ain't no time to waste,
You're just
Too blind, to see
But in the end you know it's gonna be me
You can't deny
So just tell me why..."

taken from my sister-in-laws blog... I luv it! :)

Sorry Buddy

in school last month around presidents' day the kids learned that money has pictures of presidents on it...so yesterday i'm at meijer with garrett, ryan and josie. ryan found a penny out in the parking lot and wanted to "carry" it around the store. "drop it every30 seconds" around the store was more like it.at one point garrett picked up the penny for ryan. before he handed it back to ryan, he stared at it for a few seconds. he shrugged his shoulders and with a totally disappointed look on his face said to ryan, "sorry buddy, it's not barack obama."

"Enjoy The Silence"...Depeche Mode

2009-03-26T17:40:00.000-05:00

"...All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable..."

So I haven’t felt much liking posting anything- sometimes, it seems more like work. But I think it’s a good thing – since the blog was created for me to vent; I must not have that much to vent about, ha. Regardless, it isn’t because I haven’t been doing anything or that there were lack of deep thoughts and feelings lately.

With the advent of L-Y’s return from the other side of the earth has come entertaining stories, dinner at her place and back to the old stomping grounds, where we found ourselves getting into trouble, more times than not. It was good to hear her stories though she did what I expected; saved face and decided she ‘knew’ that nothing was going to occur between her and her far away love. But she was sweet enough to bring back gifts, a pair of earrings and a cute Asian keychain, much too large but it got put on the keychain anyways. And with her return comes drama, or what she is hoping for – come this weekend. Knowing L-Y, when she drinks, drama is involved; I can’t wait, pfff.

I’ve consistently met up w/WB – whom I am working on initiating plans with more instead of waiting or always accepting an invite. And always we’ve had good conversations, mostly about the future, relationships – seriously, it seems that coupledom is becoming the new epidemic – so sad, and some drinks either with Detached Buddy, who I’ve found, nice as he is – speaks entirely too much about the same topic or WB#2 – who brought along the half gf. The first time I met WB#2’s half gf, half because he keeps her around but isn’t working for the entire relationship, ha – I thought she sweet and full of nice compliments, maybe it was the drinks at the time. The last time I met her, I wasn’t too enthused. I found her a little abrasive and most definitely too needy. I suppose it doesn’t matter, she’s not my half gf.

I’ve gently declined an invite this weekend with my old college roommates. Though I think it would be fun to catch up and actually see them face-to-face vs using the social networking site, I can’t bring myself to go. Mainly because they all of kids and they are coming. And even though it’s fun to hear about what’s transpired in the past what 8 yrs (omg!), I’m not interested in rekindling friendships when are at completely different stages in our life. I like kids but it’s painful to listen speak about their kids, complaining about good night’s sleeps, naps and having to listen to them scold or discuss their child’s behavioral issues. I don’t have anything to bring to the table but random weird guys I’ve met, bar nights, relaxation and TV shows, big woop. I realize that I’m not giving my old college roommates credit for maybe caring but I foresee that it’s not going to be any different than what I imagine it. My Friday afternoon nap and going out is just more important; selfish, I know. In my defense, if they weren’t bringing their kids (probably full of snot and germs, ha), I’d go in a heartbeat.

And other than hanging out randomly w/Small Town Girl – whom I am starting to agree w/WB – isn’t the best person for me to hang out with or meeting up w/CuteK, I’ve done the usual and watched TV, including a documentary where a transgender guy, with no morphine or pain killers cut off his 2 ‘oranges’ and then at a different point, cut off his banana, again with no pain killers; it was beyond krazy, ha.
But this weekend will be no krazy shows as that, since I’m again meeting up w/CuteK and honestly, kind of dreading it – mostly because she wants help finding a guy (which is ridiculous to come to me for) but includes going over her online dating profile to proofread!? and what she hopes for, some numbers. I just don’t think I’m good enough or qualified enough to help her. It shall be interesting. And then the next night to entertain and go along w/L-Y’s antics, I’m assuming I’ll be dead if not from physical exhaustion but emotional, ha. I’m hoping for the best with both scenarios.

"Breathe, Stretch, Shake"...Mase

2009-03-17T16:52:00.001-05:00

"Before 99 I was born again
5 years later and I'm on again
Man I think I'm born to win
Mase broke, that's a oxy moron
Forget a bus, I bought a drop to tour on
G-4's What I soar on, uh
You thinkin I ain't hot you so wrong
Sorry for the prolong
But now life goes on
Long list of hits and it goes on
I wake up, and I don't even feel like a star
And man I'm getting a million a bar
Indeed I need not take no lie
Man, ya'll gone make me cry
It's kinda eerie when you hear me
Ya hairs stand up
Been a change of plan
Rip your old plan up
Instead of hatin
Help me lift the big man up
(As we proceed...come on....yeah)

Awake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe Stretch Shake,
Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake,
Let it Go
Wake these people up and show them they keep dreamin'
(Betha I love this one...endeavor, for real, Bad Boy)
Breathe Stretch Shake,
Let it Go
Breathe Stretch Shake,
Let it Go..."

It feels like spring here, finally! The temperature yesterday was in the mid 60’s and today – high 50’s with sun. Krazy – since just last week, we had a snow storm and Thurs – it was minus 4 degrees, gotta luv the north! So with spring like temperatures, it seems I’m starting to come out of hibernation, starting to. Friday – I didn’t do anything but nap and watch TV and as usual, it was awesome! Ha Sat, I decided that since L-Y was still away and Small Town Girl wanted to go out, we’d meet up for some low key drinks.

I should know by now, that if we meet up on a weekend – low key will not be low key, especially when there are 2-for-1’s involved and w/Small Town Girl. Because neither of us could really decide where to go, we ended up meeting semi in the middle of us, so we could both walk. My walk, though it was only 20 minutes, seemed to be a little bit farther – but decided that with a nice and friendly bartender and drink deals, the walk was worth it. A nice a friendly bartender indeed – as he bought us several shots (neither Small Town Girl nor I had either of them, ha) but nice anyways and good service, amongst the busy bar.

As the night carried on, I found myself talking to randoms in the bar, mostly frequent patrons – as they all seemed to live in the area, while Small Town Girl sat or would make weird faces at other people. For the most part, I had a great time talking and hanging out w/ her but at the end of the day, she’s a nice girl – entertaining but a lousy wingman. I wasn’t searching for anyone and I wasn’t interested in picking any guys up or vice versa, just some low key drinks. However, the more Small Town Girl started drinking, the more it seemed like it was the goal (her goal) for the evening.

While we would sit at the bar, me telling her a story or explaining something, Small Town Girl’s eyes wondered, looking at the different boys walking by and either made a disgruntled face, sneered (yes actually sneering) or coyly smiling hoping to get the attention of the tall guy walking by. And towards the end of the evening, it was Small Town Girl – turning and staring at random boys saying embarrassing comments (making me want to hide – seriously!), I’m thinking though she was picking them up?

The rest of the evening was odd. I met some interesting people, ended up going to another bar, despite it being bar close and taking the cab back to my place. I did play cupid a bit and if it wasn’t for the cancellation from the guy tonight – Small Town Girl and the random guy would be going on a date right about now! Ha Alas, it wasn’t meant to be though…

I had also, semi plans to meet up w/Church Boy that night. Church Boy is someone who located me via Facebook. I didn’t know him too well as he came and went from church. The last I remember of him, we went to summer church camp together, maybe 3rd or 4th grade and then – he was kicked out (I think maybe for stealing). Regardless, apparently I always – even at my young 4th grade age, liked the bad boys. So, we would talk on the phone (like you did as middle schoolers) back in the day, talking about who knows what and then, never heard from him til Sat.

Church Boy and I ended up texting a little, as he lives about an hour away and since he was going to be in town for the weekend, thought it would be fun to catch up. I still think it would be fun to catch up, want to and hopefully will. However, I am leery. Church Boy that day changed his status from ‘single’ to ‘in a relationship’ – no worries. But Church Boy’s texts, not necessarily naughty were not the kind of texts, a dating man would and should send. Hence, I did some investigating.

He was tagged in a photo, so I went to that photo album, since the lady’s profile was open. The album was listed on the lines of ‘baby’ with all pics of Church Boy and she together. No biggie, except for again – the texts received and short conversation we had Sat were again, not appropriate. And researching further, I noticed that the lady’s profile was listed as engaged. Ha So, I plan to meet, say hi and catch up. And if the behavior changes or my gut tells me there are other motives – I’ll blind him with the knowledge I’ve learned! Ha (jk)

"Summertime"...NKOTB

2009-03-12T17:48:00.001-05:00

"Do you remember,
Or should I rewind,
To that summer when you caught my eye,
I played it cool,
The weather was hot,
You had the beauty and the beach on lock.

With your flip flops, half shirt, short shorts, mini skirt,
Walkin' on the beach, so pretty,
You wasn't lookin' for a man,
When you saw me in the sand,
But you fell for the boy from the city.

I was like, "hey, girl, can I get your number"
I remember what you told me too, "Don't call after ten"
But you know that I did,
'Cause I couldn't stop thinkin' 'bout you.

I think about you in the summertime, (Oh oh)
And all the good times we had, baby,
Been a few years and I can't deny, (Oh oh)
The thought of you still makes me crazy,
I think about you in the summertime, (Oh oh)
I'm sittin' here in the sun with you on my mind.
You're my, my summertime..."

Last night, I met up w/Perfect Ten and J*. For the most part, it was a blast; catching up, some good laughs and walking down memory lane. If it weren’t for J*’s incessant non stop ridiculous stories, it would have been awesome, ha. J* has a history of talking too much, sharing ridiculous stories that are most likely exaggerated if not sometimes flat out lies and all in all, showcasing her insecurities about herself, life and status. A good friend and yes, semi-entertaining but most definitely is a friend that should be hung out with in small doses, for sure. But it wasn’t even her stories that killed me but it was supposed to be Perfect Ten’s night, updating us about her engagement, trip down south and her new ‘status’. What it was, was J* or myself inquiring for more details from Perfect Ten and then J* jumping in about stories that remotely had to do with what we were discussing and then going off on tangents about this and that. Again, for the most part – fun but slightly annoying and it got worse when J* invited her bf for ‘the show’. It just became the ‘J*’ show…. Oh well, at least we were drinking and overall was fun to see both girls.

So, I think I have a crush. I have heard of man-crushes, the kind that men get when they respect, like and sometimes want to be ‘that guy’. I think I have a girl crush, ha. Not the kind that you want to date (straight lady here, ha) or the kind that interestingly enough or maybe not interestingly, Tyra B had on her show this week (I saw a preview for it on my day off, ha) about straight girls wanting to go lesbian for another girl. But it’s the kind of crush where you emulate her, want to know more about and have a general fascination with. In all honesty, I think I’ve had 1 before. I’ll reiterate again, not interested in romantic affairs but just interested in who she is, what kind of person she is, what she does and wears, etc - weird.

The first interest was a bubbly, care free, cute and friendly girl. I didn’t know her well but from what I knew of her and the small times we interacted, she fascinated me. There was a general aura about her that drew people to her; that’s cool. The most recent is a girl who is just ‘that girl’. She is put together, disciplined, also care free, intelligent, easy going and both cute and beautiful (a rare find in girls, in my opinion). I think I’m fascinated either because these ladies possess what I want to be or have similar traits as me, I haven’t decided yet.

As a very off note, I received an email from Older Brother stating that my niece who is 6 yrs old, now has a blog. Seriously, since when do 6 yr olds have blogs!? She named the blog herself, which of course has to do w/ fashion, seriously – that girl is going to be a SJP from SATC when she gets older, she lives for fashion now and she’s 6!? (the girl has gone to bed in ‘fashion’!) And, she writes her own posts, clearly – as the words are mis-spelled and in all honesty, I’m not even sure what she is saying in some of her posts, ha. But it’s cute, all pink – of course and she has some cute pics posted of her and her friends, it’s krazy and maybe just might the ‘sign of the times’. ha

"Protect Ya Neck"...Wu-Tang Clan

2009-03-10T18:41:00.003-05:00

"...I smoke on the mic like smokin Joe Frazier
The hell raiser, raisin hell with the flavor
Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan
Swingin through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman
So uhh, tic toc and keep tickin
While I get ya flippin off the sh*t I'm kickin
The Lone Ranger, code red, danger!
Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart
The vandal, too hot to handle
Ya battle, you're sayin
Goodbye like Tevin Campbell
Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set
The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal

The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back relax won't smile
Rae got it goin on pal, call me the rap assassinator
Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger
And I'm a get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
Then take all your assets
Cause I came to shake the frame in half
With the thoughts that bomb, sh*t like math!
So if ya wanna try to flip go flip on the next man
Cause I grab the clip and
Hit ya with sixteen shots and more I got
Goin to war with the meltin pot hot..."

Questions, ?s....

What brings out the worst in you?
lack of sleep...I can get pretty crabby, ha ha

Do you think long distance relationships work? Have you ever been in one before? I've never been in one and no, I don't think they work....

If you were to be reincarnated as an inanimate object, what would you choose to come back as? a house, how cool to see who lives in you, what they do and watching memories made :)

Do you drive with your hands at 10 and 2 on the wheel?
uh no...more like 5 and sometimes 8

How long do you keep cards given to you on birthdays and holidays before throwing them away? If you don't throw them out, what do you do with them?
I actually keep them in a shoe box...once it gets full, I go through them and decide to keep or throw. I have some that date back to when I was way young!

If you made a New Year's Resolution, did you break it already?
ha, I kind of haven't really started them! ha ha ...

If you had to changed lives with a friend from your real life for a day, which would you choose and why?
Perfect Ten, it must be so easy to be her! ha ha

Do you think it's okay to lie to spare someone's feelings? Why?
yes, I don't think there's any reason to be hurt someone's feelings...you shouldn't go overboard w/it...but why go there?

What is something that you wish you had a better understanding of?
life and math (not necessarily together)

Would you rather direct a porn or star in one?
direct, most definitely...

On a scale of 1 to 10, how gullible of a person would you say you are?
9

Do you ever wish you were someone else?
yep :)

Do you consider yourself a leader or a follower?
follower...

What company makes your favorite brand of shoes? What makes them your favorite?
Steve Madden...they are cute and they fit great! (which is hard to find!)

Have you ever faked static, loss of cell phone reception or anything else on the telephone line to get out of a conversation?
yes... ha

Anyone from your past come to mind often?
yep....

"Ladies and Gentleman"...Saliva

2009-03-10T18:03:00.001-05:00

"Ladies and gentlemen please
Would you bring your attention to me?
For a feast for your eyes to see
An explosion of catastrophe
Like nothing you've ever seen before
Watch closely as I open this door
Your jaws will be on the floor
After this you'll be begging for more

Welcome to the show
Please come inside
Ladies and gentlemen

Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?

Boom
Let me hear it
Ladies and gentlemen

Boom
Do you want it?
Boom
Do you need it?
Boom
Let me hear it

Ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen good evening
You've seen that seeing is believing
Your ears and your eyes will be bleeding
Please check to see if you're still breathing..."

FW: Obama

"Gives You Hell"...All American Rejects

2009-03-10T17:56:00.001-05:00

"...When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell

Now where's your picket fence love
And where's that shiny car,
And did it ever get you far
You've never seem so tense love
I've never seen you fall so hard,
Do you know where you are?

And truth be told I miss you
And truth be told I'm lying..."

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything, not because nothing has occurred but because I just haven’t felt it. For the most part, it’s been the same the past couple of weeks with some late night drinking, bad decisions made and the same some relaxing and hanging out. I’ve met up w/WB several times, doing the same but with a twist, drinking in his heated garage so he can smoke the cigar or randomly running into some bartenders from my favorite bar and spending the night drinking while watching them get severely intoxicated. I haven’t hung out w/L-Y as she is on the other side of the earth, visiting her dream man in his motherland. It sounds as though it’s going well and who knows she might end up coming back for her stuff and dog and head back again, for good – ha. Randomly here and there, I’ve met up w/WB and The Youngin, still the same. Though The Youngin does ‘everything right’, I’m still not feeling it but I’m thinking lately, he’s getting the hint. And I’ve hung out w/SmallTown Gal, which is good and bad. Fun some times and the other times gotten myself into trouble, not the legal kind but the kind you shouldn’t get into at my age. Regardless, all fun and games but more thought provoking…

I suppose it’s been hitting me lately with all the fun and games I’ve gotten myself into as of recent. And so, I find myself wondering if I’m wasting my time. If I’ll look back at these years and wondered what I was doing, instead of searching for ‘the one’ I was partying, spending time with good friends, and relaxing. In my honest opinion, I feel 84% of the time, I’m happy with how life has panned out so far and feel no missing out on the couple life. About 12% of me feels the pressure not from others but from my parents to find someone. They’ve always been supportive and advised that if I’m happy it doesn’t matter but that 12% of me wishes I could be that one to give them more grandkids; grandkids that live in the area. The 12% also includes the friends that I hear or see that have gotten married, have kids and ‘live the dream’. That leaves me with 4% of the time, that I think I should be active in my search for love or something of the like. I fear that the 4% will increase as I get older and wonder if I should get into ‘the scene’ and be proactive to lessen any worries and regrets when I get older.

"Labels Or Love"...Fergie

2009-02-19T18:41:00.002-06:00

"...Love’s like a runway but which one do I love more
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love’s like a runway, so what’s all the fussing for
Let’s stop chasing them boys and shop some more

I know I might come off as negative
I be looking for labels, I ain’t looking for love
Relationships are often so hard to tame
A Prada dress has never broken my heart before
And, ballin’s something that I’m fed up with
I’mma do the damn thing, watch me do the damn thing
Cause I know that my credit card will help me put out the flames
I’m guessing Supercalifragi-sexy, nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him, tryna to walk a mile in my kicks..."

FW: These Are Actually Funny

My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping the channels. She asked, 'What's on TV?'
I said, 'Dust.'
And then the fight started...

My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 200 in about 3 seconds..'
I bought her a scale.
And then the fight started...

When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive....
so, I took her to a gas station...
And then the fight started....

My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.
My wife asked, 'Do you know her?
''Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend.. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.'
'My Gosh!' says my wife, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'
And then the fight started...

When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the truck, the car, playing golf. Always something more important to me. Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.
I said, 'When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway..'
That's when the fight started...
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.

A woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She is not happy with what she sees and says to her husband, 'I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'
The husband replies, 'Your eyesight's near perfect.'
And then the fight started...

I was out shopping the other day when I saw six women beating my mother-in-law up.
As I stood there and watched, her neighbor, who knew me, said, "Well, aren't you going to help?"
I replied, "No. Six of them is enough."
That's when the fight started...

Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day. I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.
I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."
My loving wife of 10 years replied, "Can you believe my husband is out fishing in that?"
And then the fight started .....

"Spotlight"...Jennifer Hudson

2009-02-19T18:05:00.001-06:00

"...Well, I don’t like living under your spotlight
Just because you think I might
find somebody worthy oh oh oh
Well, I don’t like living under your spotlight
Baby if you treat me right,
you won’t have to worry

Is this a relationship, fulfilling your needs as well as mine
Is that you?
Is that you?
Is that you? yeah
Or is this just my sentence, am I doing time?
Is that you?
Is that you?
Is that you? yeah
Oh if this is love, real, real love, then I’m staying no doubt
Is that you?
Is that you?
Is that you? yeah
But if I’m just loves prisoner, then I’m busting out
Is that you?
Is that you?
Is that you? yeah

Oh, you oughta be ashamed of yourself
What the hell do you think you’re doing?
Loving me, loving me, so wrong
Baby, all I do is try (Try)
To show you that you’re my (my) one and only guy (only guy)
No matter who may come along
Open your eyes cuz baby I don’t like..."

I didn’t realize, it’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything. If it wasn’t for my friend, who recently reminded me via email, I’m sure I might have forgotten altogether, at least for another couple of days. Sad that I would forget, as I’ve been doing nothing, really. Since the last post – I’ve met up with a friend whom I met at the college toga party a couple of weeks ago, the same one that I fell on my tailbone after. Though it was fun and we had some drinks and I completely tooled him in Silver Bowling, ha – I wasn’t feeling anything and really feeling more like an older sister of some sorts. The actual plan was to go salsa dancing but since my tailbone and backside were still in pain, that and I could barely sit or stand longer than a half hour, it wasn’t a good idea.

And of course, I’ve hung out w/WB a few times which has been good. Not just because we had good conversations but because it wasn’t painful as it has been the last few times, in planning the times and places. The times weren’t changed after already confirming the time and the place remained the same, after the initial decision, yay.

One day, I also hung out w/L-Y, so I could go with her to her ‘weave’ appointment, another detail added for her love journey to NZ. Since she received the okay to book the flight, it’s been non stop preparation to see her ex/luv interest/on and off again friend. Her ex lived in our area for awhile and L-Y dated for 6 or so months, until his Visa ran out and he moved back to what I hear, the beautiful country land of NZ. So, now with less than a week to go, she’s in full swing – coloring the hair, borrowing cute clothes from friends, shopping, getting clothes tailored all on top of already detoxing, dieting – no alcohol and working out 3 times a day. Things we do for luv and to feel good about ourselves, I suppose, ha.

Since I had a day off this week, I headed w/ her to this sketchy appointment so she could have thicker/fuller hair. It was sketch and thankfully it didn’t work out. When we walked in, it was nothing but a large carpeted room, 5 full length mirrors against the wall and in front, 5 office chairs. There were no sinks, no hair appliances (straighteners, curling irons, etc) and most surprisingly, no stylists. It was only a man behind a desk, sitting in front of the computer. The man advised L-Y that he had to go and pick up her stylist (wtf!?) and he’d be back, leaving us to an empty room for almost 45 minutes. When he finally did come back, there was no stylist accompanying him. Instead, the owner advised that the stylist had gone to a suburb (nearly 40 minutes away) to a storage facility to retrieve the tools needed for the weave. The man was ‘kind enough’ to ask us to wait another half hour or L-Y could re-schedule. Obviously we were no fools and we headed out. We set off to find a random place for L-Y to get a weave done and we found one, less than 3 minutes away from my place in another sketch area. But it worked, after 25 minutes, the weave was in place. Of course only for L-Y to take out minutes later, as something wasn’t placed right, ha. Even so… it turned out to be an entertaining day.

Other than hanging out w/WB or L-Y, or doing who knows what, it’s the same – status quo, which I won’t complain about. Although, speaking of complaining – I will complain about my backside/tailbone. My low note of the past couple of days: For almost 2 weeks, my tailbone has been painful, whether I’m sitting, standing, coughing, sneezing, walking or sleeping. It’s ridiculous. People have advised to get it checked out but honestly, I see no need. Whether it’s broken (which I’m 96% sure it’s not) or bruised, the doc isn’t going to do much for me but maybe prescribe some pain meds or if it comes to it, shoot some soothing stuff in the region. There’s no brace or wrap that they give you. So, to sum up – I now ‘semi know’ what it feels like to have chronic back pain or to be arthritic because it’s a constant pain and honestly, the consistency of it is making me crabby. Ha

On a high note – I accomplished a huge feat and through the pain of my backside, still plunged my way to a clog free toilet! It’s disgusting to write more or get into details but having a clogged toilet (by the way from over use of toilet paper, stuffing paper towels and q-tips, ha), is a major inconvenience and embarrassment. I was going to give up and call the apt complex but decided to see if I could brave it and fix it. And, dandy that – I was my own toolman Taylor, wahoo!

"My Life Would Suck Without You"...Kelly Clarkson

2009-02-11T19:47:00.003-06:00

"...Cuz we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me
And honestly
My life (my life)
would suck (would suck)
without you

Maybe I was stupid
For telling you goodbye
Maybe I was wrong
For tryin' to pick a fight
I know that I've got issues
But you're pretty messed up too
Either way I found out
I'm nothing without you..."

FW: When Someone Steals Your Kodak Moment

"Becoming The Bull"...Atreyu

2009-02-11T19:17:00.000-06:00

"Grab the bull by the horns the old addage goes.
Nobody tells you where to go from here.
Seems like fate's pulling you.
Decisions have to be made.
The the best path is the hardest earned.

Back and forth the struggle consumes us all.
Trying to keep a level head.
In the most unsettling of times.
Today I become the bull.

There is so much at stake.
I stumble, I lose my place.
Pride and arrogance surrounded by sin.
Destiny takes its hold.
Fight it or let it go.
But I choose how today will end..."

Tuesday morning at work might as well have been a Monday. For the past week or so, I’ve been using various computers around the office because mine was on the fritz and finally blew out. I had become accustomed to the rather annoying routine of logging in, locating all the files needed, getting the applications needed and feeling rather off – since working from different desks. Tuesday was no exception, except for the fact that I had a VM advising that my computer was ready. Suh-weet! Except that I couldn’t get a hold of the person, so meanwhile, I was to sit at the desk I was going to use that day and try to carry on, arg. The problem was that the computer I was using somehow wouldn’t allow me to locate the applications needed and the client’s email box (separate from my personal email) wasn’t to be found anywhere. Annoying because really, I have my routine and this was throwing me off. But the most annoying part was the email from my back up here at work.

My Back Up has covered me maybe 3 or so times. I don’t want to explain everything because in the end it doesn’t matter. But she’s messed up a couple of times and not the mess up, when you aren’t sure what you are doing and guess or the simple errors that are over looked, by accident. But the mess up when she changes the rules for my client (which was obviously brought to the attention of the other team members, it wasn’t cool) and also, messing up passwords, getting locked out and re-assigning passwords. I basically have 2 passwords for the email. Again, details aren’t needed but when I finally got my email to work on Tuesday, I saw one from my Back Up saying again that she changed the password, which irritated me already. Seriously, how hard is it to enter a password!? But this time, she changed the password to T’s name, are you kidding me!?

This wouldn’t be a big deal, had I not had discussed with her in the past the ups and downs w/T and she wasn’t so OCD that she asked me (and to this day asks me) everyday how T is. Seriously, it is what it is. Also, the fact that there have been a thousand other things here at work that has occurred that has lead me to ignore her daily texts, her silly emails and trying to avoid her for lunch. Albeit, she is probably one of the nicest people, seriously. She goes above and beyond for people and she really is a thoughtful person. But the lack of listening skills, asking the same question not twice but three times in a matter of 8 minutes (no joke) and the drama that is caused (work related) around her, it was though everything that I passed off and got over was exploding at that minute.

But just as every thing does, the day got better – after a fiasco of getting the computer (finally), being busy after missing almost half the day to not having a computer and I eventually got over the password, even if me and everyone else agreed, it was for the drama and to cause a stir. I can’t give her the satisfaction that it really matters. (I just hate that when people purposely want to be antagonistic).

After working a long day, I left, purchased some beer and watched TV about the losers and some Netflix. A bad day always gets better, right…(knock on wood).

"Confessions Part III"...Weird Al Yankovich

2009-02-11T18:54:00.002-06:00

"....These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I could say I needed to get some things off my chest right away These are my confessions
Slipped my mind the last two times, silly me, I guess I gotta give you part three of my confessions

I threw up on your dog last time I had too much to drink
There have been times when I've peed in your sink
Don't know why, but you and I should agree that belongs in part three of my confessions
Baby forgive me I'm still trying to figure out why I used your toothbrush to clean off the bathroom grought
Oh and sometimes in private, I really like to dress up as Shirley Temple and spank myself with a hockey stick
(hockey stick)
My boss thinks I'm a jerk, I didn't get that raise.
I haven't changed my underwear in twenty-seven days!
And when I'm kissing you I fantasize you as a midget
I'm so sorry Debbi! I mean Bridget!..."

FW: Pictures Taken At Exactly the Wrong Time

"The Way You Make Me Feel"...Michael Jackson

2009-02-11T18:41:00.002-06:00

"Hey pretty baby with the
high heels on
You give me fever
Like I've never, ever known
You're just a product of
Loveliness
I like the groove of
Your walk,
Your talk,
Your dress
I feel your fever
From miles around
I'll pick you up in my car
And we'll paint the town
Just kiss me maby
And tell me twice
That you're the one
For me

The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)..."

Sunday I awoke definitely too early. My back was killing me and I felt ill. Funny, since I had decided that I would maybe ‘magically’ be ill for Sister and Younger Brother’s b-day lunch that day. But, I did plan on going. But the thought of slithering out of bed, getting ready all to listen to Sister and the bf discuss boring topics while my back ached was not appealing. I texted both, advising that I wasn’t going to make it but wished them both a happy b-day. And then I called the rents as I knew they were wondering if I was going to appear or not. The conversation, maybe because I was writhing in pain or because I actually felt like I had a sinus infection didn’t go well. Though at the end of the conversation, all was well – I was left to lay in pain. I did, as dramatic as it is. It was only 8:45 but I couldn’t fall back to sleep because of it. That for me, is unheard of. Regardless, I spent the rest of the day nursing my sore back and relaxing, trying to find a good position that didn’t create any more agony than I was already in. I did that afternoon, call both siblings and in the conversation with Sister, we decided to meet up for lunch the next day. We, as luck would have it – both had the day off.

It is awesome having the day off and not only a day off but to have a Monday off! I luv it. Sister and I had planned that I would pick her up and we’d head out for lunch. It’d be the first time we had contact, since the ‘calling her out’ conversation but assumed that it’d go well, as it did. Lunch was cool, almost fun – especially since it was my sister. Maybe the rents did talk to her about the issues I had with her as none of them appeared during lunch and again, it was actually almost a bonding experience.

After dropping Sister off at her place, I headed off to the theatre. Perfect 10, L-Y, L-Y’s roommate and I had decided that since we didn’t make the movie Friday, we’d try for a Monday, surely it couldn’t be sold out. I arrived at the theatre well before the movie began but I had thought that I would head to the bookstore in the same mall that the theatre was in. Arg – the bookstore was closed so with an hour to kill, I headed to the restaurant/bar that was also in the same mall for a drink. Not bad for a Monday afternoon! Ha

I had a short conversation with the very-happy-yippity-and- pretty-sure-gay bartender and the aggressive and what seemed to be very independent gal sitting next to me. We spoke a little about the movie that we were going to see. Her review was that the book was better but the movie was entertaining, hmm. Shortly after, the other 3 ladies arrived and we were headed into the theatre. The movie, as sad as it is that we were going to see, the one about the why’s and what to do’s if the boy doesn’t call you back one, was pretty good. I assumed it’d be cheesy, maybe funny but definitely a not so serious movie. However with some big names in the movie, I figured it couldn’t be bad. Honestly, I’d see it again, not because I learned any lessons – I’ve learned those from WB, AC and my other guy pals but because it was actually…. Good.

That night, after dropping Perfect10 off, course not before I got us lost – which took us out of the city, back into the city and then back out again to her city – good heavens, ha – I started a book that L-Y lent to me as I was out of reading material and watched some TV and then invited WB to grab some drinks. It was another good time w/WB. We spoke about the movie, the lessons learned, or not learned from it, people and the recap from Saturday night’s fun. It had been a perfect day off – minus the rainy weather and, it was a ‘9’ day! Ha

"I Love College"...Asher Roth

2009-02-11T17:52:00.000-06:00

"...That party last night was awfully crazy
I wish we taped it
I danced my a** off and had this one girl completely naked
Drink my beer and smoke my weed
But my good friends is all I need
Pass out at 3 wake up at 10
Go out to eat then do it again

I wanna go to college for the rest of my life
Sip bankers club and drink Miller Lite
On thirsty Thursday and Tuesday night ice
And I can get pizza a dollar a slice
So fill up my cup
Let’s get f**ked up
I’m next on the table
Who want what
I am champion at beer pong
Allen Iverson Hakeem Olajuwon
Don’t even bounce, not in my house
Better hope you make it
Otherwise you naked

Time isn’t wasted when you’re getting wasted
Woke up today and all I could say is..."

I’ll skip Thursday, since I don’t recall what it was that I did which was more than likely nothing, ha. Friday, I did not get my nap. Instead, I headed off to pick up Perfect10, since she, L-Y and myself were going to see a movie. It had been awhile since I had seen Perfect10, so even though there was heavy traffic to the theatre, it gave us some time to catch up. Unfortunately, as we were ready to purchase the tickets, we were advised that the movie, not showing for over an hour – was sold out. So, since none of us ate – we headed to a local sandwich shop, sat – caught up a little more, listened to a little girl sing some karaoke and called it a night. Since I was back earlier than what I had expected, I dropped Perfect10 off and headed to the grocery store! And then… I was back at my place ready to relax and excited for my long weekend!

I had received a call from my dad on Thursday night (while out w/WB, I remembered what it was I did, ha), inviting me for lunch and cake to celebrate Younger Brother’s and Sister’s birthday on Sunday. Having not spoke w/Sister or had any contact since the last time, when I tried to smooth things over with a nice text, I was still a little rigid, not wanting to participate but definitely not wanting to prolong any frustration or resentments. In my Thursday conversation w/my dad, I advised that if I hadn’t heard from Sister, I most likely would be ‘magically’ sick that day. But of course, I received a text on Saturday from Sister – stating that she’ll see me on Sunday. I decided it was good enough, definitely not what I was looking for but again to not prolong the anger, I decided I’d make an appearance on Sunday.

So, since I was heading the next day for a birthday party for the siblings, I needed to purchase some gifts. And since WB had texted earlier in the day about getting drinks (seriously, 1:30?!, ha), and I’ve heard about how great he is at shopping (his self proclamation), I thought it’d be a perfect opportunity to see his skills at work and me completing the dubious, fun task at hand. Since there are several shops in the neighborhood, we decided on the 2 stores to find the gifts. Unfortunately a less than enthused WB showed up and after shopping at the 2 stores, I was not even remotely impressed with his skills at shopping. But I was successful by myself and found some clothing for the sibs; task completed.

After the 2 stores, we had compromised and headed to the cigar stores for some smoking where WB advised that because of his very heavy (and in my opinion not needed backpack), he couldn’t concentrate while shopping. While smoking we had the usual conversation and later, he showed some interesting sites and non-interesting profiles on his laptop he so needed to carry around. I had originally planned that night to have an evening in doing the same, watch TV, relax and be warm. But WB invited me to a party of sorts that evening w/WB2 and some of his friends. And since I had heard of the names, the stories that went along w/the names and never met them, I thought that it would be an opportunity to match the faces with the names, so I accepted the invite.

I headed back, quickly took a shower and got myself ready to meet up w/WB. Of course not without another mis-communication between WB and I but it panned out and I found myself walking 3 blocks with a white sheet (one that I had never used and would never use) in hand. Yes, the sheet was for WB, for a Toga –seriously. When I arrived, a bit skeptical and more apprehensive, WB greeted me at the door and introduced me to the 6 or so others, all with very unique names, that had already gathered. Within minutes, we headed out to the party. Honestly, I thought that was the party and was ready to heave a sigh of relief.

When we arrived at house #2, we were early arrivals with only the hostesses (the young ladies who lived there) and a few randoms hanging about. While standing in the kitchen in awe at the number of people dressed in togas (after all, it WAS optional), one of the hostesses offered me a very ugly sheet that I could wear, to be ‘a part’ of the event. Because I already felt much older than the other guests, I decided to not stick out even more and gracefully and shockingly accepted the sheet. OMG, I’m wearing a freakin toga, I’m dying!

If it wasn’t enough that I have wrapped myself in a sheet, seriously – I was now standing in the kitchen while WB was working on 2 other ladies while the group next to me (not the group I arrived with) were having a discussion in French. I couldn’t try to make conversation, even if I wanted to. The group we arrived with had immediately ventured upstairs to a mysterious room that was shut. I wasn’t about to enter when I didn’t know any of them, ha. But now, as I stood feeling a bit odd, the ‘keg’ – oh yes, no college party is complete w/o that, was now ready for service. It definitely wasn’t my choice of drink but I just needed something!

I stood outside fumbling with the keg, not remembering how to use it. I understand it’s not technology and nothing needs to be plugged in, it should be easy – but it’s been at least 4 years since I’ve worked one and everyone knows, at the start of it, it’s all foam. So I stood, trying to swallow my foam as I helped the hostess prepare her baked goods (I needed something to do, the French were still speaking French and there weren’t many around to speak with, ha).

As the evening carried on, it got a lot better. More and more people piled in, I spoke to more people, was feeling a little more at ease and the dance floor (the living room) was hoppin. I spent some time speaking w/ one of the French – obviously in English. He was Asian and my ignorance believed that he was here for studies, coming from the Orient. But as he spoke, he clearly didn’t have an ‘Asian’ accent. I learned that he was here for a semester, moved from Bejing when he was 3 to Paris and wanted to come to America for a short bit. He needed at least a bottle of Whiskey to dance and if he danced he preferred dancing to Beethoven, Mozart and someone’s 16th symphony. Of course, I asked him how he danced to the classical, to which he replied, it was hard. Hmmm…

For what it was, the evening turned out to be fun and I was glad that I was able to meet or at least see some of the faces to match with the stories. But alas, it was after 2 and WB had to work the next day, me – I’m just too old to stay out too long now, so we headed back. If I didn’t feel old at the party, I felt older afterwards. After WB dropped me off, I hopped over the bank of snow, only to fall on the ice. I fell hard on my back and it knocked the wind out of me. Some nice ladies across the street asked if I was okay, but all I could do was sit, catch my breath and then on all fours, gather my belongings that I had dropped. Oh gal, I’ve just been to a college toga party with a keg and now I’ve fallen on the ice and I can barely get up. Awesome….

"Pretty In Pink"...The Psychedelic Furs

2009-02-10T18:12:00.001-06:00

"Caroline laughs and
It's raining all day
She loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the place
In the side of our lives
Where nothing is
Ever put straight
She turns herself round
And she smiles and she says
'This is it'
'That's the end of the joke'
And loses herself
In her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk
Through in their coats

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?..."

Ha, it’s been awhile since I’ve written anything….sometimes life just gets too busy. Even so my ‘OCD’ gets the best of me, so I ‘must’ document my ongoing in the past week, mundane as they might be, ha. Superbowl, despite being hung over and tired was fun. I ended up going to L-Y’s parents place, since they were having an ‘actual’ party complete w/food and drinks vs hanging out at L-Y’s place, just she and I. Although it was fun, we might as well have ended up going to L-Y’s place, as L-Y didn’t feel like socializing w/the others downstairs by the food, so we ended upstairs by ourselves anyways, ha. For the record, I wasn’t impressed w/the commercials but by far my favorite was for the career builder – it is how I feel all too often about work! Ha

The rest of the week was quite uneventful, if I remember correctly. I had drinks w/WB Monday night and as usual good conversations, good insights and good drinks; good stuff. Tuesday was nothing but relaxation and Wed, I met up w/CuteK for some drinks. She walked in still wearing her WeightWatchers sticker, which I politely asked if she wanted to take off, ha. And then for the next 20 minutes was catch up time but it felt more like an interview. And then the next 10 minutes, discussing her social life, how to meet guys, etc – a bit uncomfortable but somehow we managed to move off the pity talk and discuss krazy families; definitely less uncomfortable. All the while we spoke, despite having come from her WW meeting, she downed her huge cheeseburger topped w/bacon and other sorts and her all of her fries, ha. I don’t judge, I thought it was kind of humorous actually, ha.

I assumed we were going to call it a night but CuteK had received an invite to listen to a local band, which one of her ‘friends’ was playing in, at a bar not too far away. I took her up on the invite, thinking it would be something new, fun and to ‘build experiences’ w/CuteK. It was interesting, definitely not a crowd I’m used to but just the same, entertaining. For the most part, I spoke w/ a woman, her daughter being a singer/songwriter as I found out later, just one of the many that were at the bar. The daughter seemed nice and again not to judge but ‘wore the part’ w/ feathered bangs, long bushy hair in a scrunchie and dangling Native American earrings, don’t get me started on the outfit, ha. Again, the evening was entertaining though. I met some other randoms, friends of friends who also like CuteK, were interested in the local band scene and more singer/songwriters. I’m glad I ventured out to listen to some off the wall interesting music and that I met some new people.

"Dancing With Myself"...Billy Idol

2009-02-02T17:32:00.001-06:00

"...Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove
I'll be dancing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be dancing with myself..."

FW: 25 Random Things About Me

1 - I like writing with markers

2 - I watch almost everything but the news on Netflix (I luv watching documentaries!)

3 - I have a few irrational fears: mice, dried soap, dried food and frogs

4 - I’ve been fortunate enough to have been to the Orient (Korea and Japan), Europe (London, Venice, Germany & Belgium), Bahamas, Mexico (I never drank once while I was there!) and Hawaii… would luv to make it somewhere in Africa and Australia!

5 - I don’t see the point in owning a house, really

6 - I’ve worked at the same company for 8 years – a ‘lifer’ compared to most my age (and of course, who knows for how much longer – ha)

7 – I still sleep til noon on Saturdays, no problem

8 - I’ve mailed cash in the mail, more than once (most when I was younger – I wanted someone to really decipher my handwriting, ha). I never got anything back, duh

9 - I’ll always root for an Asian in a competition despite their nationality

10 - I’ve most likely single handedly have increased Pepsi’s net profits with my daily intake of 20oz Mt Dews (sometimes more than 1 a day)

11 - Yes, I voted for Bush

12 - I luv the spring, I’m like a kid on Prozac, eating cotton candy while opening Christmas gifts

13 - I see no point in celebrating people’s anniversaries – to congratulate someone because they’ve stayed together is dumb

14 - I haven’t rode a bike since I’ve had a license to drive

15 - my all time favorite music groups: U2, Lionel Richie, Carpenters, Bone-Thugs-n-Harmony, Michael W Smith, Linkin Park and Mariah Carey (I luv to hate her, but she has good music, I can’t help it, ha ha)

16 - when I was younger, I always wanted Crystal Gayle’s hair

17 - I hate conflicts and confrontations (almost as much as I hate the snow, cold and ice)

18 - I constantly ask questions, I’ll never know answers to (ex: probability that I’ve seen a stranger twice, the most expensive car on the road in my city – driving at the same time as myself, the number of people in the mall – at the same time as me – that have been on TV,… useless questions….)

19 - I collect pennies

20 - I haven’t ‘ran’ in since college (that was a loo-ong time ago)

21 - if I could own any animal, it’d be either a lion (male) or pig

22 - my dad is my hero

23 - my middle name is my given Korean name

24 - I’ve never made coffee (a non drinker) or eggs – prepared in any way (I don’t like eggs). If you asked me to make coffee or eggs, I wouldn’t a clue on how… ha

25 – 9 is my favorite number and any day that ends in a ‘9’ – I try to make it a good day

"Rehab"...Rihanna

2009-02-02T16:57:00.001-06:00

"...And I'll never give myself to another
The way I gave it to you
Don't even recognize
The ways you hurt me
Do you?
It's gonna take a miracle to bring me back
And you're the one to blame

And now I feel like, oh
You're the reason
Why I'm thinking
I don't wanna smoke on
These cigarettes no more
I guess that's what I get
For wishful thinkingI should've never let you enter my door
Next time you wanna go on and leave
I should just let you go on and do it
Cause now I'm using like I bleed

It's like I checked into rehab and
Baby, you're my disease
It's like I checked into rehab and
Baby, you're my disease
I gotta check into rehab
'Cause baby you're my disease
I gotta check into rehab
'Cause baby you're my disease..."

I’m quite sure I did nothing on Thursday and if I did anything, it’s isn’t worth documenting, since I can’t remember. Fri, I left work and relaxed all night, watching TV, napping and cleaning – again, it was awesome. Once of the shows I watched was about a man, whom had recently been laid off as his job was outsourced to a company in India. And for the next month, he moved to India to learn about how and why they are raining jobs and while America’s unemployment levels continue to increase. It was actually quite interesting mostly because the guy who was being documented was hilarious; a larger, nerdy white man with a weird but yet very goofy sense of humor. It never did answer the question of how far is too far, when it comes to outsourcing but the show definitely captured my attention, made me think more about what it is there and what we are left with here.

Saturday evening, I met up w/ L-Y. Surprisingly she met up with me, in my neck of the woods. I think the last time that happened, it was the end of the summer and leaves were starting to turn color. It was a pretty fun night though, even if others didn’t show up. Other than my fall, while walking to the bar (no alcohol involved yet), which actually scraped and bruised my knee pretty badly; surefooted, I am not – the night was a blast. We ended up going to my favorite bar, thinking we’d stay for a drink and head to the next venue. But the place got busier and since we had prime seats at the bar, we decided not to leave.

Of course, if you sit at the bar, you’re bound to meet random people, like the guy who had been playing hockey all day, seemed to be promising (not for me), until we decided he might be dumb, not understanding the simplest of jokes or sarcasm, ha. Or the blond chic, whom I ordered drinks for – as she wasn’t able to get the bartender’s attention and incessantly throughout the entire rest of the evening thanked me, told me about her evening (which I didn’t really care about, ha) and even after she walked away, came back to thank me and then once again to thank me for being so nice, ha. And the other dudes who seemed to have 4 or more different tabs going, trying to discuss the latest in the news, talk about alcohol and acted the ‘frat boys’ role too well. Clearly L-Y and I are not trying to listen to and carried on, maybe rude but I can’t hi-five anyone for drinking alcohol, it’s dumb.

"All Dressed In Love"...Jennifer Hudson

2009-01-29T17:51:00.002-06:00

"When you can wear
What you feel
What do you wanna say?
Now love Is a little number
That you can
Wear each day
As long as you let me
Be the accessory
Simply send me
On my way
Style of love
I look good in love

When it's been
Out of sight
And out of mind
For such a long time
That's how one forgets
So I reached
In the back
Of my closet
And pulled it out
And tried it on
And it still fits ..."

FW: Andy Rooney

They're written by Andy Rooney, a man who has the gift of saying so much with so few words.

I've learned.... That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.

I've learned.... That when you're in love, it shows.

I've learned.... That just one person saying to me, 'You've made my day!' makes my day.

I've learned.... That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world.

I've learned.... That being kind is more important than being right.

I've learned.... That you should never say no to a gift from a child.

I've learned.... That I can always pray for someone when I don't have the strength to help him in some other way.

I've learned.... That no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.

I've learned.... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.

I've learned.... That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.

I've learned.... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.

I've learned.... That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.

I've learned.... That money doesn't buy class.

I've learned.... That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.

I've learned... That under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.

I've learned.... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.

I 've learned.... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.

I've learned.... That love, not time, heals all wounds.

I've learned.... That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.

I've learned... That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.

I've learned.... That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.

I've learned... That life is tough, but I'm tougher.

I've learned.... That opportunities are never lost, someone will take the ones you miss.

I've learned.... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.

I've learned.... That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before she passed away.

I've learned.... That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.

I've learned.... That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.

I've learned.... That when your newly born grandchild holds your little finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.

I've learned.... That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.

I've learned.... That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.

"Forever"...Mariah Carey

2009-01-29T17:42:00.000-06:00

"Those days of love are gone
Our time is through
Still I burn on and on
All of my life
Only for you

From now
Until forever
And ever, my darling
Forever
You will always be the only one
You will always be the only one

As long as I shall live
I'll hold you dear
And I will reminisce
Of our love all through the years..."

Tuesday, I did nothing but leave work in time to watch a show, I’m trying to get into about weight. I don’t watch TV but I thought that it’d be a semi-motivating show to try and get into. So far, it’s been kind of interesting – not too much drama, so that’s good and something to talk about at the water cooler at work, ha. And after watching my show – I relaxed as usual, and it was nice, ha.

Wednesday, I was prepared to have a similar evening, come back from work, relax and do nothing. However, later Wednesday evening, I received a text invite again from J* who again, was in my neck of the woods at my favorite bar w/ the bf. I wasn’t in the mood but after some enticing – I found myself sitting at the bar at 10:30. For what it was and who I was with, it was pretty good and as usual w/ J*, entertaining. The bf, an older gentleman (older meaning well into the 40’s if not 50’s) seemed to be very nice, patient, a slow talker (arg) but kind towards J*. And since J* seemed happy, I guess I’m all for it. Thankfully, the stories that J* told weren’t as extreme as last week’s and not as exaggerated as they have been in the past, so I didn’t find myself too aggravated. Other than her ‘insight’ on women vs men and relationships and of course as she always does – pulling the ‘age card’, it was a rather enjoyable evening for what it was – the whole hour and a half, ha.

I came back to my place, hoping to fall asleep quickly due to the alcohol intake. But at 2:45am, I was still going. For an entire 2 and a half hours, I spent my time either listening to music, rockin out at my place or downloading songs, embarrassingly enough to say, mostly M. Carey’s, eeks. So today, I’m a bit slow and pretty tired but the night was fun, even if it was just me – jamming to some oldie but goodie ballads, ha.

"Somebody's Gettin' On My Nerves"...Salt N Pepa

2009-01-29T14:46:00.001-06:00

"...Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves

(Show 'em what ya got)
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show 'em what ya got)
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
(Show-show 'em what ya got)
Somebody's gettin' on my nerves
Forget that you're a lady, and give 'em what they deserve..."

I left work early on Monday, since Sister, Younger Brother and I were getting together for dinner and so I could give them their Christmas gifts, late – I know. I’m always late. We had planned to meet at 6:30. However, while I was driving my sister texted me saying that they were there (it was 5:45pm) and having drinks. I replied, advising that I wasn’t even close yet and that I thought we said 6:30. It shouldn’t have bothered me, which it didn’t really. But the next text did annoy me, greatly. She texted advising that they were to get drinks, weren’t eating had a show that started 7:30 and were going to stay til 7 but that Younger Brother would stay and watch me eat, oh and that they were on a budget, so no eating for them. It’s amazing that I was able to drive, given the rare but serious anger pumping in my veins.

So I pulled over, texted saying that we had planned a specific time, she had texted the night earlier confirming, as did Younger Brother, that we were going to the restaurant we had chosen, as I had a gift card (a place that most of the people I know, wouldn’t have wanted to go to), so dinner would be cheap and that had she had advised in our emails the week earlier, while making the plans – that they had a show that started at 7:30, I would have accommodated.

Sister called and I was more than furious. Not only had she changed time on me, was going to plan to be there for a half hour with me and leave for a show but she had invited her bf, someone I had not invited. Sister advised that she had called mom and she had said I might have a meeting but to call at work. When I told Sister I had no VM at my work number, she quickly tried to defend herself, saying that she didn’t know I was at work. I gave it to her, informing her that we had emailed the week before. If I wasn’t at work, she’d see an out of office or, if anything – hel-l-o, I always have my mobile on me and she could’ve either called or texted. I laid it in on her, saying that as much as I enjoyed the bf, he wasn’t invited. Again, she quick to defend him, saying they came from work and didn’t know if they’d have time to drop him off (they carpool). Lame-o excuse. They live in a suburb right next to the suburb we were meeting in, definitely not 45 minutes worth of traffic in between. Regardless, Sister caved – apologized but I had had enough. I informed her, that the gift would be at the rents and I wasn’t meeting them after all, she was rude and it was the last straw.

So with that, since I had plans to meet up w/WB after dinner, I called – still fuming and po’ed asking to meet earlier. It worked out, we met up – ordered some drinks and apps that were on special and had a good time. Of course, again – it wasn’t easy trying to decide where to meet. If I choose one place, WB wants to go to another place and if I choose that place, he wants to go somewhere else, it never fails. Since I wasn’t in the mood – he ever so kindly adhered to my suggestion and after some drinks, headed to my favorite bar for more drink specials.

At the favorite bar, I noticed my parents had called. Well, I had in the heat of the moment, I had left them a VM and updated them with the scenario – requesting that they reprimand the selfish behavior and that in actuality, this has gone on for awhile. Time spent w/Sister is usually good but there are always, guaranteed some temper tantrums thrown – whether while driving to and back from Older Brother’s place, or down south w/the entire family or if not a temper tantrum, she can (as I suppose we all can) acts selfish. So needless to say Monday night’s fiasco was the last straw.

Sister relationships are always different. With my sister, for the most part we do get along – mostly because I keep my mouth shut when she’s being unreasonable and am there for her, when she comes. But it gets more complicated and no need to get into details but I wonder when or if we’ll become friends, as my aunt and my mom are. I honestly hope that the silver lining to the last situation is that it will bring us closer, eventually….

"Viva La White Girl"...Gym Class Heroes

2009-01-28T19:22:00.001-06:00

"...We'll do whatever you want to.
Girl I'll make a movie star of you.
You know that I could,
If you let me be your Hollywood.
We'll get high, and hide.
We all lust to the glamorous,white girl so fine.
Going up on the downtown line.
We'll get high, and hide.
We all lust to the glamorous,white girl so fine.
Going up on the downtown line.
Take your razor, break down my line.
Put your nose to the speaker.
Now breathe in, breathe in..."

FW: Dirty Mind

"Mr Brownstone"...Guns N' Roses

2009-01-28T18:40:00.000-06:00

"...We been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone
He's been knockin'
He won't leave me alone
No, no ,no, he won't leave me alone
I used ta do a little but a little wouldn't do
So the little got more and more
I just keep tryin' ta get a little better
Said the little better than before
I used ta do a little but a little wouldn't do
So the little got more and more
I just keep tryin' ta get a little better
Said the little better than before..."

It’s been awhile and I haven’t had much to write about, which is probably a good thing. Friday I met up w/WB for some drinks. Of course once again, not after some irritating texts sent and received. It seems there is always some miscommunication, a time/place must be changed, etc. But it worked out in the end, and after meeting up w/WB for a few drinks in a crowded but yet upbeat bar, I was in for the night. Sat, I did nothing all day and I luved it. I had no plans, didn’t have to be anywhere or do anything. It is my perfect kind of day. I had previously been in contact w/CuteK about going out Sat but I secretly hoped she wouldn’t contact me. It was cold and sadly I was still in my comfy clothes and wanted to chill.

Sunday was nothing but going to the rents. It was a typical day at the rents, my mom shoving ‘salmonella free’ peanut butter in my face, in case I didn’t have any jars, ha – my dad informing me in detail how stains can be removed and watching figure skating in the background?... I guess I love the rents too much to be annoyed but sometimes, it’s over kill – ha.

Top 5 Things I’m Thankful For:
1 – job (again, so far…ha)
2 – safety
3 – good parents
4 – sense of humor
5 – NetFlix

Top 5 Things I’m Praying For:
1 – safety
2 – job
3 – AC’s situation
4 – friends
5 – less brutal winter (seriously)

"It's Five O'Clock Somewhere"...Alan Jackson

2009-01-26T17:20:00.000-06:00

"The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow,
An' so am I.
Work day passes like molasses in wintertime,
But it's July.
I'm gettin' paid by the hour, an' older by the minute.
My boss just pushed me over the limit.
I'd like to call him somethin',
I think I'll just call it a day.

Pour me somethin' tall an' strong,
Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane.
It's only half-past twelve but I don't care.
It's five o'clock somewhere..."

Wednesday I decided would be my night to relax, stay in and try to get some decent shut eye. Interestingly enough, almost the same time – just as I was sitting down to relax, I received a text again from J* - inviting me to the same bar but this time to meet Silver Fox. Thinking about the night before and the stories that were told, I opted to stay in. Though I am quite curious to meet the new or semi-new guy, I apprehensive with what would come of it and again, as much as I enjoy the one-on-one time w/J* (she’s not nearly as excessive in her story telling), I wasn’t interested in hearing part II of the J* show, ha. So, I relaxed and it was awesome, as usual – ha.

Thursday, I had plans to meet up w/Sister and Younger Brother, since I had not yet given them their Christmas gifts. We had decided to exchange later, after Older Brother left town, as he for some odd reason gets offended that we still exchange gifts? But, as predicted I received an email that day from Sister, advising that she was cancelling. Honestly, I was most certainly fine with it as work was loading up and I was more interested in getting that done, than leaving early. And so, Thursday after work was just the same, a duplicate of the evening before – relaxation, dishes and watching some good shows. Bor-ring but I think that’s what I’ve become in my old(er) age, ha.

"Just My Imagination"...The Temptations

2009-01-26T17:02:00.000-06:00

"...Every night, on my knees I pray,
"Dear Lord, hear my plea
don't ever let another take her love from me or I will surely die
"Ooh, her love is heavenly;
when her arms enfold me,
I hear a tender rhapsody
but in reality, she doesn't even know me

Just my imagination
once again running away with me.
Tell you it was just my imagination
running away with me.
I never met her, but I can't forget her.
Just my imagination..."

Mmm, so last Tuesday – after leaving work I thought I would have the night to relax and most importantly stay warm. However, just as I sat down to start watching the only show I watch (if I can catch it) on actual TV, I received a text invite to the bar down the street from J*. It was completely random, since I hadn’t seen her in awhile but thought it might be fun to catch up. I sat for a minute at the bar, drinking my beer – that the sweet bartender (not my favorite but becoming a favorite) provided, I started watching the inauguration ball on TV when J* and her male friend walked in.

The last I had seen of J* was awhile ago and at that time she was dating the Silver Fox, so I was a little confused, wondering if this might be a new leading man in her life. After we all became acquainted again, I learned that he was a friend from last semester. The Male Student was young, apparently looking for love and hadn’t been in my area – the ‘trendy’ bar night life area of the city before. Thankfully, after I made it relatively clear that I wasn’t looking and definitely not interested in being anyone’s sugar momma, J* stopped with the dating pressure.

So, we enjoyed our drinks while feasting on some chili and nachos and listened to J*’s as usual, completely exaggerated stories. Maybe she did used to work out with Kristi Yamaguchi but knowing J*’s past history of exaggerated stories, I took that and the other stories with a grain of salt. And so, for the duration of our drinks at my favorite bar, it was the J* show and I started wondering if it was worth the drinks, ha.

After we completed our drinks, Male Student trying several new drinks, as he was a ‘newbie’ to alcohol, ha – I thought we’d be terminating the night. But J* wanting to continue on and me, reminding myself that all I had to do was walk a block to my warm abode, we headed to the next venue for more drinks. While J* took her time in the restroom, Male Student and I had good discussion about his last girlfriend (again, he’s on the hunt) but mostly again – as usual – centering around relationships in general. Sad to say, but it was kind of nice without J* around, stealing thunder after every story told and just having a regular conversation, without competition. Thankfully, they only wanted to stay for a drink or two – so after our conversation, a bit more relaxed than at the first venue, we said good-byes and I headed back to thaw out.

"God Bless The USA"...Lee Greenwood

2009-01-21T19:55:00.002-06:00

"...And I'm proud to be an American,

Where at least I know I'm free.

And I won't forget the men who died,

Who gave that right to me.

And I gladly stand up,

Next to you and defend her still today.

Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land,

God bless the USA.

From the lakes of Minnesota,

To the hills of Tennessee.

Across the plains of Texas,

From sea to shining sea.

From Detroit down to Houston,

And New York to L.A.

Well there's pride in every American heart,

And it's time we stand and say..."

Tuesday morning, just like everyone else – I headed to the café at work, to watch the broadcast of the inauguration. Here at work, they had sent emails several times, noting the different areas that would be set up for viewing and encouraging people to watch, as they stated ‘no matter what side you were on, it would be a historical moment’. I arrived to see the ‘important parts’ – Aretha Franklin singing while wearing a very ‘colorful’ hat and may I add, ‘awesome’ – ha, Biden being sworn in and alas – after a lengthy prayer, Obama be sworn in and his speech. And of course, I’ll give ‘a shout out’ to the large mass of people who stood in the freezing cold, amidst thousands of others – to witness the event. Seriously, kudos to the patriotic scrunchies and do-rags – ‘God Bless the USA’, ha.

I was feeling quite patriotic, not necessarily because of the speech but due to the overwhelming amount of people that showed up to watch (and watching some people’s very tearful responses) and my reading about it on the net – earlier. I came back and wanted to hear/see other people’s responses to the inauguration. Below are some random quotes from people about the historical event.

1 - Our country is so vulnerable and we elect a man with very little political experience

2 - It's sad that many people still think that America is only America if a white man is president

3 - Obama is not our savior. He is just a man with no experience

4 - This is the saddest day ever

5 - Whether you voted for him or not, shouldn't every American want Obama to succeed?

6 - History in the making? I don't see it. Just another day

7 - Race makes no difference. It's what we do together that counts for our nation

8 - I will pray for and respect this man because he is president. I hope he comes through on his promises

9 - President Obama is such an inspiration to ALL OF US. He brings us hope for our future

10 - He can talk the talk, can he walk the walk?

11 - No one is a miracle-worker, not even Obama. But I do believe he can change things for the better

12 - Just want it over with! Didn't vote for him, but wish him well

13 - Didn't vote for him, but I think he'll make some good changes for the nation

14 - For all those who thought Bush was horrible, just wait

15 - This is a day for global unification and celebration! Here's to healing, hope, peace & progress!

I was surprised to see what those, who opposed Obama had written. In the end, I agree with many of the statements above, having some doubt but yet also feeling somewhat inspired . I’m definitely not one who involves themselves much in politics. And I rarely take too much interest in the nitty gritty details of what seems to be a scandalous and mud throwing world. But watching the event, after all has been said and done; campaigning and more campaigning, elections and more elections, I’m glad it’s done and insert #13.

"Motownphilly"...Boyz II Men

2009-01-21T19:23:00.002-06:00

"Motownphilly back again
Doin' a little east coast swing
Boyz II men going off
Not too hard, not too soft

It's long overdue but now
Philly's slammin'
Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD
The east coast family
Never skipped a beat, na
While cooling on south street
Jet black benz, plenty of friends
And all the philly steaks you can eat

Back in school
We used to dream about this everyday
Could it really happen?
Or do dreams fade away, yeah
Then we started singin'
They said it sounded smooth
So we started a group and here we are
Kickin' it just for you..."

Sunday, after having such a bad day Saturday – was almost awesome. I slept in, relaxed, even found an old discman, after cleaning and sorting through things and later – met up w/ L-Y to get my hair done. And when I say my hair done, I mean – uh-hum – I got a perm! Ha I won’t and haven’t been wearing it curly because that is simply ridiculous but it was done mostly because L-Y, being unemployed for awhile was bored and because it would give my hair some body. It was fun(ny) – sitting with rollers in my hair, smelling the extra strong scent of the perming solution and better yet, seeing the end result; me with bouncy curly hair, yech. Thankfully, L-Y straightened it right away. The process brought back memories, those of being in middle school – sitting at the beauty salon to get my hair curly, again – so ridiculous! ha It was just the icing on the cake, since earlier – after having found my discman, I rocked out to some old cds I had; I guess I still love the 80’s – ha.

I had taken Monday off – so Sunday evening I chilled, stayed up way too late and got up at noon. It was awesome! I managed to do nothing Monday but again – sit around, straighten and watch TV all day. I’m thinking I might start taking more Mondays off. That night, I met up w/ WB for drinks. It turned out, since Detached Buddy was out for the week on a trip to Mexico (lucky!), he had the place to himself. So instead of bickering about what bar we were going to meet at, I could just walk to his place – a block away.

While drinking (maybe a little too much on my part), we re-hashed Saturday’s texts both understanding each other sides and thankfully – letting it die. I had, while on the phone w/ AC earlier that day packed my back pack w/WB’s gaming system. Even though it was against my better judgment – after all, I still believed it was his responsibility to retrieve it, ha and was ready to give it back, simply because I was not interested in having another aggravating text conversation about it, ha. So all was well, WB got his dear and precious gaming system and I got some free beer, it worked out in the end, ha.

"Gimme, Gimme, Gimme"...Mamma Mia Soundtrack

2009-01-20T18:23:00.000-06:00

"...Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!
A man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away?
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!
A man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day..."

I left work early Friday and headed straight for my afternoon nap. That evening, since I had no plans – I met up w/ WB for Asian cuisine and drinks after. It was the usual but good times still, always catching up with life and sometimes laughs, ha. After drinks, I headed back to my place since I was staying the night at the rents. My grandpa had had a stroke a couple of weeks ago and now that he was doing better, we were heading early, down south, the next day to visit.

So since I refused to get up earlier than what I needed to – to drive the extra distance from my place to the rents, I settled into my old bedroom (not even close to what it was when I lived there) and tried to fall asleep. The wake up call was 7, nearly an hour and a half earlier than my normal wake up time on the weekday and I was not happy about it.

From the time I awoke to almost the time we got back (thank heavens, it was only a day trip), I found myself feeling like I was in jr high again. Not being a morning person ever, I grumpily got out of bed, after hearing my mom twice ask if I was awake, arg and headed to the bathroom, to find that I had forgotten my make up. Annoyed, I texted Sister to bring over what she could, and really more what I would use of hers, ha so I could get the ‘game face’ put on. Thankfully, sister provided me with some things and being half satisfied, I headed to kitchen to find that my mom, like in high school had warmed up some breakfast – coffee cake and then, we – Sister, Younger Brother, the rents and myself were out the door.

My dad had gotten rid of the suburban, what he drove back in the day w/ all of us kids, so we ended up taking the truck. At 7:30, half awake, I sat in the back, smushed in between sleeping Younger Brother and coughing and hacking (again to broadcast that she’s still sick) Sister. The original plan was to sleep most of the way. But with the road conditions and seat position, it was nearly impossible.

Though the city’s weather seemed fine while driving out – the country was not. Winds were stronger than ever and with the blowing snow, drifts on the highway and slippery interstates, it was treacherous, so bad that my parents actually contemplated turning around. I wish they would have. After about an hour til when we arrived (about 4 hrs total), I heard nothing but my mother every 5 or 6 minutes, advising my dad that she either saw ice coming up, there was a car in the ditch coming up, or she saw flashing lights on the side. To give her a break, I think we did see 22 cars in the ditch (mostly going there and some coming back) but after the 4th time of my mother warning my dad of the conditions, I was in awe – how my dad could and did take it. And not even the weather, but my mom actually asked us not once but twice, if we had to use the restroom! I’m thinking I’m old enough to tell her, if I needed to use the restroom – but knowing my mom – I knew it was her way of stressing out, not handling anything well and wanting an excuse to get off the road. So I politely advised that we were fine and to carry on… good heavens!!!

If it wasn’t my mom constantly giving my dad the weather and road updates, it was the music. I had decided not to bring music (actually, I didn’t even think about it) for the ride, since I didn’t want to feel even more like a teenager, listening away to my hard core rap or rock, ha. And I didn’t necessarily mind the music but I definitely didn’t see how I was going to fall asleep to it. So, for the ride – I listened as my mom played DJ to The Lion King Musical Soundtrack, Mamma Mia – The Movie soundtrack, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat Soundtrack and not 1 but 2 Beach Boys cds, awesome…

We finally arrived, amazingly not too late at my grandpa’s assisted living facility. And when we pulled up, I realized I had been duped. What I originally thought we were doing, was visiting grandpa, having lunch w/ my uncle and 2 aunts and then heading back. What it was, was my rents informing me that we were here to help as in help pack his entire apartment as he was moving from the assisted living apartments to a nursing home. It was mayhem.

I walked in the apartment to see my 2 aunts, my uncle and my cousin (the same age as myself) w/her 2 4 yr old twin boys, packing, sorting and shouting. It seemed that since my grandpa, by the way a packrat (I never knew!), was moving – it was a free for all and deciding who was taking what and what was going into storage and what he still might use at the nursing home; the process was ridiculous, actually recockulous!

Already being slightly annoyed, mostly due to lack of sleep, I was growing increasingly annoyed with what was going on; packing, sorting; listening to a bossy sister, my mom getting stressed, my aunt getting even more stressed causing my mom to get upset, and 2 very energetic and albeit very cute and animated 4 yr olds running around. Oh, and there was a baby crying too – as cousin had brought her 7 month old girl along. The cousin’s husband wasn’t much help either, as he sat – trying to occupy the kids but really doing nothing but just observing and taking up room.

Thankfully, we all took a break – maybe to regroup ourselves and headed off for lunch at the small town’s pizza joint. Conversation wasn’t much better at the table than dinner had been Thursday night as it was filled with the usual and boring, how life is in the ‘big city’, what we’re doing and once again, listening to Sister try to cough and hack stuff up to again, confirm that she’s been sick. Regardless, at least the pizza – despite being thin crusted pizza was pretty good and I got my full share of Mt Dew; caffeine to try to keep me going through the bad and long day trip.

When we left lunch, we headed over to the nursing home where grandpa had been moved to, to greet, say hi and wish well. Of course again, Sister asked if she needed to get her ‘mask’ out because she was sick. At this point, I’m ready to scratch someone’s eyes out, but I let it roll, as we walked down the hall.

The stroke had left my grandpa paralyzed on his right side, including his right eye, which was patched up and the right side of his mouth, making it difficult to understand – that and his dentures were not in, so he was gumming it. I’m not and haven’t been close to my grandpa, maybe because he never liked my dad much and sometimes (or maybe just once) he showed it by throwing a magnet at my dad, telling him to get out his house. But even so, I was still slightly moved to see my grandpa laying so helplessly and ill on the bed. I did tear up but it wasn’t because of my grandpa but it all of the sudden struck me, as my mom was speaking to her dad, that there might be a time when I will have to take care of, pack and move my rents due to illness and old age. That thought still kind of haunts me…

Our visiting time was short and we headed back to the apartment to finish packing and sorting. Had my aunt not have been so stressed and frustrated, I’m guessing we would have stayed longer w/ grandpa but with my mom’s concern that she was stressing out, we left in a hurry.

Packing and more packing and finally – after almost 4 hours of packing, the place was almost cleaned up. Aside from the furniture – which other cousins, aunts and uncles were coming for the next week, we had pretty much gotten the place done. Because of the bad weather, my rents wanted to get out in a hurry to avoid the time we’d have to drive in the bad weather in the dark.

So, it was back to the truck – again being squeezed in between my 2 siblings, listening to interesting music and my mom now upset about my aunt (her sister) being upset w/ her and of course, the road conditions! Thankfully the weather on the ride back was for the most part much better, with less wind and smaller drifts. And even better, we made it back much sooner than expected.

Of course, once we were back – Sister and I helped unload the truck which was full of boxes of grandpa’s stuff that had been loaded. I spent the next half hour, going up and down stairs. I won’t complain since it was means of some exercise and I won’t lie – not being one who exercises ever, my legs were actually sore on Sunday! Sad… Even so, after everything was unloaded, I was off on my way to my place for a very much needed shower (as I hadn’t taken a shower since the night before when I met up w/ WB) and feeling dirty from packing – I couldn’t wait!

If the day hadn’t been annoying enough w/ the ride, surprise of packing and stress of the family, I was now being pestered with WB’s texts for his gaming system. I had twice during the day replied to his text, advising that I wasn’t going to be home til later and that since I hadn’t driven and weather was bad, I wasn’t sure when we were getting back and when he’d be able to pick up his gaming system; the gaming system that had sat on the living room floor for the past almost 2 weeks when AC had been here.

But I think sometimes, when it rains it truly does pour. WB ‘needed’ the gaming system and wasn’t shy in trying to get it. I advised while driving back to my place, that I would text him when I was close and he could walk the block to my place to retrieve it. And after dutifully texting WB – informing him I was only 10 minutes away, I received a text – asking if I would drop it off for him. Had it had been a normal day and I wasn’t already annoyed, I would have thought about it. But it wasn’t and after receiving a 3rd text from WB- even trying to entice me to bring it over w/ money – I had had enough.

It might seem that only a block wasn’t a big deal for me to walk to WB’s and give the system back. But it wasn’t because WB was at a B*’s place, only a block or 2 away from WB’s. But already sitting in traffic to get to my place, feeling dirty, tired, annoyed – and the justification that I didn’t think it was my responsibility, I advised he had 10 minutes and then I was in the shower. It didn’t stop there – as questions of how long the shower would take, etc were being sent.

Whatever. I got out of the shower and for the rest of the night, literally for almost 2 hours – we texted about who was coming to get the gaming system, what their plans were, if I would bring the gaming system – the whole thing was out of control; OC! In the end, the gaming system sat, packed by the door and I watched my tv show; prepared to relax.

Later that evening, finally cooled off and feeling almost no residual annoyances, I received a text from T – asking if we could chat. I thought that since the day had been bad, that I might as well talk on the phone. If we fight – it would be the icing on the cake and if not, it would be a delightful end to a bad day. It was the former. Not even 5 minutes into the conversation we were arguing and of course, about something stupid. Feeling heated again, we hung up and I tried to enjoy the rest of my show. T did call later that night, after he had let the anger die and though we actually spoke only but 5 minutes, at least another argument didn’t come about.

I stayed up Sat night til early Sun – as in 4am – watching what is now a favorite show of mine, The Wire. I rarely, other than the names of the songs for the posts, write titles of shows or even write people’s real names – for fear that someone will google it and find the blog, ha. But this show, The Wire is too good and if someone does come across the blog because of it – I hope it’s good advertisement for… If you haven’t seen the show, I highly recommend it!!! So… it was a bad, long, annoying day. But the good part, I finished watching a good show and could sleep in til my heart’s desire on Sunday!

"Look At Me, I'm Sandra Dee"...Stockard Channing

2009-01-20T17:30:00.001-06:00

"...I don't drink or swear, I won't rat my hair,
I get ill from one cigarette
Keep your filthy paws off my silky drawers.
Would you pull that crap with Annette?
As for you, Troy Donahue, I know what you wanna do
You got your crust, I'm no object of lust,
I'm just plain Sandra Dee Elvis,
Elvis, let me be, keep that pelvis far from me
Just keep your cool, now you're starting to drool
Hey, fungu, I'm Sandra Dee..."

Thursday I left work to meet up w/ the fam at one of those undesirable, ‘healthy’ restaurants. I think we only went, since my mom had received a gift card, or at least I hope! Regardless, I arrived in a somewhat annoyed mood and ended up leaving in the same mood if not more annoyed and irritated than I had arrived in.

For the most part, what I ordered was surprisingly good but the company not so much. Though I wasn’t upset at the rents, it was Sister and the bf that somewhat aggravated me. Not to get me wrong, I do like the bf but whenever we have ‘family dinners’ it seems that conversation is dominated around silly subjects that the bf brings up (ie birds, growing vegetables - * yawn *). This time around it wasn’t birds or gardening but listening to Sister inform us not once but nearly 6 times that she’s been sick since Oct (a cold). While it is a long time to be sick, I’ve gone through it myself before (after Chicago trip w/L-Y) and I don’t recall complaining nearly as much.

I sat most of the time filling up with water, since the cold had severely dehydrated me and listening semi-angrily about conversation about movies and politics and not being able to get a word in edge wise. Didn’t matter much though, since we left sooner than what I anticipating and before I knew it, I was opening Christmas gifts from Younger Brother and Sister (we exchanged late, after Older Brother left town, to avoid any confusion and debacle that it caused 2 years ago). Of course, being last minute, I hadn’t planned on bringing gifts (gifts that haven’t been purchased yet) for the siblings but enjoyed what they both had gotten me, yay! Ha

After getting home, again freezing and petrified of the black ice, I stepped out of my hot shower to see a text invite for drinks that night. So, I met up w/ fellow friend for some drinks and conversation, mostly about their roommate situation and the pending financial situation they were in. It was a good time, despite again being freezing but since it was 2-for-1’s, I warmed up quickly, ha ha. I couldn’t wait til the arctic blast let up and I could finally walk somewhere without getting frost bite, ha

"Mad"...Ne-yo

2009-01-14T18:23:00.001-06:00

"She's starin' at me,
I'm sittin', wonderin' what she's thinkin'.
Mmmmm nobody's talkin',
'Cause talkin' just turns into screamin'.
Ohhh... And now I'm yellin' over her,
She's yellin' over me.
All that that means
Is neither of us is listening, (And what's even worse).
That we don't even remember why were fighting.
So both of us are mad for

Nothin' (Fighting for).
Nothin' (Crying for).
Nothin' (Whoahhh).
But we won't let it go for
Nothin' (No not for)
Nothin'.
This should be nothin' to a love like what we got.

Ohhh, baby... I know sometimes
It's gonna rain
But baby, can we make up now
'Cause I can't sleep through the pain (Can't sleep through the pain).

Girl, I don't wanna go to bed (Mad at you),
And I don't want you to go to bed (Mad at me).
No, I don't wanna go to bed (Mad at you),
And I don't want you to go to bed (Mad at me)
Ohhh no no no

And it gets me upset, girl
When you're constantly accusing.
(Askin' questions like you've already known).
We're fighting this war, baby
When both of us are losing.
(This ain't the way that love is supposed to go)..."

Tuesday night was another bitter below 0 frigid night, but it didn’t stop me from going out. With the urge of L-Y, I wasn’t going to let the cold air get me down. Since, I had advised my favorite bartender that I’d come up and say hi and since it had been awhile since I had gone, I walked the block – a long block in the freezing cold to the bar.

I said hi to the favorite bartender and said hi to his wife, also an employee (part time) at the place and bellied up to the bar. I asked the guy to the right, if anyone was sitting in the chair and low and behold it was one of the regulars, one the last time I had seen him, we had gone to 2 other bars afterward and from there, him inviting me into his place to ‘listen to music’ – which I had gently declined. Even so, it was cool to say hi, catch up from last time and have a beer.

It turned out, since the last time I saw the Hawt Old Guy, that he had gone back to visit his family in the south and more importantly saw the ex. He advised that the ex was krazy and emotionally draining, which he focused on in great detail. When I had originally sat at the bar, there was another fellow to my left – whom it seemed that Hawt Old Guy had been speaking to before my presence. As the night progressed, the 3 of us ended having conversation, laughs and some drinks.

The conversation between the 3 of us was rather entertaining in that it centered around men vs women, relationships – the goods and bads and the underlying tone of the night – women are krazy and men are stupid. I found it rather amusing as I just had a very similar conversation with WB the night earlier. Though the men I was speaking to last night were much older, or seemed to be at least, it seems that relationships, people – women and men never really change, no matter what age. And per Hawt Old Guy, apparently the older women get, the krazier they become.

I found out more from the 2. The man to the left had been in relationship, one he met online for 3 years. She stuck it through the good times and very bad times w/the Left Guy and so, it seemed to Left Guy – she was the perfect catch, despite her somewhat krazy attitude. And Hawt Old Guy, whom I had learned last time is a semi-womanizer, enjoying beautiful inside and out the female companionship. Hence, with this attitude and semi-problem has left him a divorcee and going through girlfriend after girlfriend. I wasn’t feeling that he was ‘trying’ with me but I made some clear statements that I was simply interested in talking with new people, making new friends and leaving it at the bar, ha.

When we finally got off the subject of men and women, we discussed the present; technology and the demise of. It was nice to talk to people who also don’t enjoy the new technology, don’t have a need for it and also – agree, that it’s causes more headaches than advantages. Though the men were, again – older than I and in that generation where most feel the same as they do, I was still smitten that I wasn’t the only one who hated uploading photos from their camera, despised the IM correspondence and never felt the need to download any songs off a site.

After my 3 beers, (all a dollar except for the last one, which Hawt Old Guy purchased for me), I headed back to my place – reflecting on the conversation. I decided that though both men had been married and divorced – they were as silly as the guys I know, making silly mistakes, doing silly things and agreed, that men can be really stupid when it comes to relationships, ha. (and to be fair – women can be krazy also, ha) But I still believe that women wouldn’t be krazy if the men didn’t do stupid and silly things! Ha

"Could I Have This Kiss Forever"...Enrique Iglesias

2009-01-13T18:55:00.002-06:00

"Over and over I look in your eyes
you are all I desire
you have captured me
I want to hold you
I want to be close to you
I never want to let go
I wish that this night would never end
I need to know

Could I hold you for for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever.."

FW: This Is Why Men Don't Decorate The House

This is an oldie and not in season but since people still have their lights on... why not?

"Ride Wit Me (remix)"...Nelly

2009-01-13T18:51:00.000-06:00

"...I wanna know if you wanna ride
wanna go and take a ride with me
I know a place where we can just chill girl
and don't worry, I got plenty money

We on the club on the late night
we feelin right
Lookin for a couple of shorties that's gon' do me right
they can be 21 or 20 years old
long as they got I.D.
Man I don't need no troubles
there might be two walkin over nice and real slow
they said they liked the way I looked in my last video
"is there somewhere Nelly all three of us can go?"
I thought about it for a minute and I said, "hmm"..."

Sunday I started the day off watching a very disappointing football game. Though my team is out of the play offs, I thought for the end of the season, I’d pull for the Giants. But it seemed that the team I wanted to win would lose and now, I’m stuck with no favorite team to take it all. arg

That evening, I after getting the car scraped off and heading to the grocery store for some grub, I headed over to L-Y’s place to watch the Golden Globes and enjoy some catch up time. I had planned to bring my bean dip, but having eaten it for the past couple of days, I ended up w/ some Twins malt cups; supposedly to remind us of summer, ha. It was a good time, catching up – both of us though with little to discuss as we’ve both decided to hibernate in the cold and snowy winter. But just the same, it was fun to see the red carpet and at least catch up on some celebrity talk.

Monday, after a bad day at work – mostly due to the again, wintery weather – I left work earlier since I had forgotten my mobile and knowing the amount of accidents due to road conditions, I wanted to be around someone w/ a possible mobile to use, in the case I found myself in the ditch. I didn’t though and made it safely, whew and got ready to meet up w/ WB.

Since I can walk to the meeting place, I didn’t dread going out as much. It was a good time w/WB also, listening to the lessons learned from past relationships and discussing what makes a great relationship in the future. And even a better night since there was a deal on mugs – my favorite! Ha I had managed to down almost 2 mugs and was feeling good; not tipsy but comfortable. So by the time I was back at my place, I was ready for a hot shower and in bed at the early time of 11:30! Despite the bad weather and bad day at work, it had ended well…

"Crack A Bottle"...Eminem

2009-01-12T16:50:00.000-06:00

"...They see that low rider go by there, like “Oh my!”
You ain’t got to tell me why you’re sick cuz I know why.
I dip through in that six trey like sick ‘em Dre.
I’m an itch that they can’t scratch, they’re sick of me.
But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.
Cuz over and above all, it’s just another day
And this one begins where the last one ends.
Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.
I’ll be dammed, just ****** around and crashed my Benz.
Driving around with a smashed front end.
Let’s cash that one in.
Grab another one from out the stable.
The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Derado.
The hell if I know do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions, decisions. Garage looks like precision collision
Or maico beats quake like Waco.
Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though..."

I don’t remember what I ended up doing Wed but I’m sure it was a whole lot of nothing but relaxation and watching TV, ha. Thursday, I left work quite early in time to pick up L-Y and head to a normal time happy hour, normal time being 4:30 and not my usual 9pm happy hours. L-Y and I met up w/ E* and later on Perfect Ten for some drinks, yummy burgers and good catch up talk. And even though I was still suffering through a cold, one that came about suddenly again while enjoying my beer – I still had a good time with the girls. It had been awhile since I saw Perfect Ten and though E* and I aren’t great friends, I was entertained by her stories about being spoiled for Christmas, her complaining about her live-in Hells Angels boyfriend and constant need of attention; it’s rather amusing actually, ha.

I had already frequented the restroom several times since being at the bar but it didn’t matter, as soon as I dropped L-Y off, I was need again. Unfortunately, they had closed the tunnel – a certain area that I am close by to, enough so that there was a parking lot on the highway for nearly as far as you could see. I was dying, so much that I had already unbuckled, so that the pressure of the seat belt wouldn’t make me squirt, had unbuttoned my pants, so I could exhale and again relieve any pressure in that region and opened my empty water bottle next to me, in case I just couldn’t hold it any longer. Needless to say, after I cut off several people to take an earlier exit, to be on my way – I finally made it to my place. After parking, I could barely run in – w/the pain of what felt like a tumor in my lower region and finally when I relieved myself, it was actually almost orgasmic, ha. What a pain…

Both Friday and Saturday, I stayed in doors and did nothing. I left work Fri – headed to the bulls eye store for some food and a good mag to hold me over for the weekend and hibernated. Mostly because it was cold but also because I still wasn’t feeling well. With a painful throbbing behind my eyes and clicking of sinuses (yes, clicking?), I wasn’t in the mood for any kind of entertainment or adventure. So with that, I spent the evening having another great, funny and fun conversation w/ AC and headed to bed, at the early time of 1, omigosh. Saturday was the same – sleeping all day, relaxing and not feeling well. It was Detached Buddy’s b-day but still not feeling up to par, I passed and again, found myself in bed before 2, again – omigosh. If it wasn’t that I had a cold and didn’t feel well, I’d say I’m getting old. ha

"Just In Case"...Forester Sisters

2009-01-07T18:42:00.002-06:00

"... Just in case, you ever change your mind
If you suddenly decide to give me one more try
I'll be waitin' in the wings,
just lookin' for a sign
Just in case you change your mind

What can I say darling, what can I do
Well I've gotta find some way to change your point of view
I've always loved you and that's a natural fact
If you could only find it in your heart to take me back..."

Q to the A:

People who still have their outside Christmas lights up. Festive or Lazy?
lazy...

What is the last annoying song that got trapped in your head?
the above song...I actually do like it but when you can't get a song out of your head, no matter what song - it's annoying!

If you could do one bad thing and get away with it, what would you do and why?
read people's minds, no doubt!

Why do you keep a blog?
now, just for fun - for me to read back someday and see what I did?... ha

Who is one long lost blogger you wish would come back?
I don't read many people's blogs, so no one... ha

If you were not related to your cousins, are they people you would pick as friends?
in a nice way, absa-f'ng-lutely not! ha ha ...nice people yes, but drastically different

When was your last awkward moment? What happened?
just a minute ago ...I was in the restroom and a co-worker, someone I don't know too well was saying something to me while I was walking in the stall. I couldn't hear and I had to re-open the door, words were said and an awkward, huh?..slipped out ha

Is there anyone you know, that if they turned out to be a serial killer you would not be surprised?
ya...

If you saw a video of your celebrity crush picking their nose, would that change your opinion of their hotness?
mmm...probably not - unless they did it all the time or they ATE it after, nast...

Do you have an addiction?
yep, ha ha

Have you ever been on a house boat?
I don't think so...?

Do you have a favorite cartoon character?
not really but I've always really like Disney's Lion King :)

Do you hold grudges?
usually not but I don't forget either, ha ha

Do you talk a lot?
depends on who you ask, ha ha ha

"Miss Independent"...Ne-Yo

2009-01-07T18:39:00.001-06:00

"...She got her own thing
That's why I love her
Miss independent
Won't you come
And spend a little time
She got her own thing
That's why I love her
Miss independent
Ooh
The way you shine
Miss independent

...There's something
About kinda woman
That can do
It for herself
I look at her
And it makes me proud
There's something
About her
There something
Ooh
So sexy
About the kinda women
That don't even
Need my help
She says she got it
She got it
No doubt
There's something
About her..."

Monday – I was back to my old routine: work late, get back to my place, relax – hang out and late bedtime. For one day, it was nice to just do nothing – do jack. Honestly, sometimes – I wish I involved myself in more. I’ve made some feeble attempts. Awhile back, I thought I would volunteer at a local training center for dogs training to aid the blind. But the big issue there, was that the volunteers needed for what I wanted to do (walk, bathe, feed, etc) were limited as most of the time, the owners had friends, neighbors, etc that would do these for them. And the volunteers needed were for roles that I couldn’t – such as training a dog for a year or roles that I didn’t want to do, like working a booth at a local fair or charity event. But, I am still a ‘registered’ volunteer at the center, so if I decide to change my mind or that I am able to train a dog for a year, they’ve got my info! Ha

I also thought about joining a group of some kind, whether a similar interest group, church group or social gathering. I think that joining an archery group would be quite fun and different and fun – especially in the warmer weather – since there are targets close by. It’s something I’ll still think about. I had tried a church group awhile back and it wasn’t my thing. I’m definitely religious, spiritual, etc but I definitely had a ‘cruder’ sense of humor, enjoyed beer a little more than the others and all in all – felt like I stuck out like sore thumb. That and the drive was almost 45 minutes and once I was finally there – it was just filled with lame jokes, too much religious talk and again, just wasn’t my thing.

So with that, Monday – I did jack and I luved it! ha ha

Tuesday evening, after working late again – I met up w/ WB at my fav local bar. I was actually surprised that WB agreed, since he isn’t much of a fan of the place but delighted that he was cool with it. When I walked in, who should I see but the favorite bartender. It’s been months, back in Oct – the last time I saw him. I know because we had a ‘fantasy political game going’ since every time I was up at the bar, they had new state elections and preliminary discussions about who would be the future president. And for the record – he won but somehow, the last time I saw him on a busy evening in Nov (I don’t count seeing him then – since it was uber busy Fri and I was 2 people back from the bar, ha) – I came out the winner w/ 2 free drinks, ha.

It was good time re-capping the weekend w/ WB, catching up on his latest affairs and hearing of his surprising and very cool achievements on some of his resolutions. I’ve come to this bar regularly for awhile and last night was the first that they started a ‘movie’ – an actual movie at the bar?...

I didn’t get to watch it though, since everytime I looked back to check it out – I’d feel WB’s piercing eyes on my back, ‘hm’. Ha. And it didn’t matter much anyways, since as WB predicted, they were closing early due to less than desirable numbers in the bar. It’s occurred once before while I was w/WB, which is why he semi-banned the place. This time, he wasn’t any happier and requested the manager for information about the pre-closing.

After listening to WB and the manager’s ‘intriguing discussion’ – I can see both sides. If there are less than 20 people in the bar, no signs that new people were coming in – it’s bad for business; you have to make money somehow. But as WB advised, if you do close early, the sign should read that – because people might expect that it will remain open til the time read on the sign. Even so, we had to leave. The movie was cut short, I slammed my last $1 drink and walked out w/an extremely annoyed (and rightfully so) WB.

"Coming Undone"...Korn

2009-01-06T19:15:00.002-06:00

"...Wait
I'm coming undone
Irate
I'm coming undone
Too late
I'm coming undone

One looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate...

...I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like I'm not getting better
Not getting better..."

FW: Laughs A Little

I was depressed last night so I called Lifeline.

Got a call center in Pakistan. I told them I was suicidal. They got all excited and asked if I could drive a truck.

"Cool"...Gwen Stefani

2009-01-06T19:10:00.001-06:00

"It's hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life...
Passes things get more comfortable
Everything is going right

And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain

Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool..."

Sunday morning, I awoke w/ to WB’s text – inviting me to meet up w/ others for brunch down the street. Though once again, I looked rough – I dawned my hat on and met up w/WB, AC, Detached Buddy and his gf. Conversation was slow but it didn’t matter since I was still trying to wake up. I definitely don’t like breakfast foods but with the spread that the restaurant had, I thought I’d have a couple of bites to go with my Mimosas. What it ended up being was paying $20 for maybe 3 Mimosas, 6 bites of hash browns, 8 bites of a pasta salad and no bites of the mashed potatoes I had eagerly dumped on my place. This is why I don’t do brunch – I don’t eat in the morning, it’s not worth my money – ha. But again, with AC in town, I thought I’d say another last good bye and try to enjoy some ‘adult time’ meaning, no party or bar time and make it real. ha

After I annoyingly paid my $20 – we all headed back to WB and Detached Buddy’s place for some football and low key time til AC had to leave. I had kind of thought that there was an underlying motive from WB – when he invited me over and I was semi right. WB requested my services and my apparently ‘free’ afternoon to take AC to the airport. But with the home town team playing right in the afternoon, my head already drooping from fatigue and the fact that I hadn’t driven my car since Wed (I’d have to scrape ice and snow off), I gently declined. Usually, I’d feel guilty but since it was one of my resolutions to not feel that way or not to dwell on it, I gave WB my very good reasons for not agreeing to drive AC. And with that, plopped myself on the couch and watched Miami lose in the first round of play offs.

I headed back to my place near half time, after saying good bye to AC for a good, warm nap before game time. But it never happened. I ended up watching the rest of the Miami game, watching my home team also lose in the first round, which sucked hard core and then for the remainder of the day – dinked around, trying not to do much of anything. I did watch a movie – Foregetting Sarah Marshall, which I had heard only good things about. Though the first part had me rolling, it didn’t turn out to be as funny as I thought it would be. But it did the job and entertained me for the night and at least helped me forget about the pending long work day I had ahead of me the next day, arg… ha

"No One Else Comes Close"...Backstreet Boys

2009-01-06T18:06:00.000-06:00

"When we turn out the lights
The two of us alone together
Something's just not right
But girl you know that I would never
Ever let another's touch, come between the two of us
Cuz no one else will ever take your place

No one else comes close to you
No one makes me feel the way you do
You're so special girl to me
And you'll always be eternally
Every time I hold you near
You always say the words I love to hear
Girl with just a touch you can do so much
No one else comes close..."

Again, surprisingly waking up Sat I felt no hang over but just the remnants of the cold/sinus infection I was fighting. I thought that since it had worked well the past couple of days of sleeping and resting, I’d do the same, to gear up for another evening out. But sooner than what I expected, I received a call from WB – requesting the use of a TV, as Detached Buddy had decided to invite B* over for some football time and WB and AC needed it for some good video gaming time. I wasn’t too keen, as I still had a shower to take and waking up after a night out, still feeling slightly ill and still in my pj’s – I requested another plan. Disappointed, WB complied and it was set, I’d get myself cleaned up, game face on and head over for a cigar and resolution time.

Ha – after getting ready and going to head out the door, I saw some angry, annoyed texts from WB – requesting the use of the TV again. So, since I decided I could use some extra rest, since it was still afternoon time – I agreed to let them over.

It was just like old times, back in the college days and almost 4 years after. Me, hanging out – watching them play, trying to figure out the scenarios and who was winning and them, hard core into the action with extreme concentration going on. It was almost too funny but it definitely worked out in the end. While they frantically played against the computer and I’ll add, only a couple of times actually succeeding (ha), I ‘rebooted and reloaded’ myself, trying to take a snooze in between the cries of help from the zombies (or maybe them, I couldn’t tell – ha) and gun shots.

Interestingly enough, the call to quit from AC and WB came quicker than what I intended, since I assumed they’d play into the evening, as they did in the past. But it turned out, whether it was because of age, the intensity of the game or the combination, they were done. And just in time, as PastK called, another friend from college and dinner plans were made.

PastK and I have been friends since college but not good friends. There’s always been an unsaid competition, most (meaning WB and AC) think of over boys but actually – just an odd chemistry flow that makes the friendship seem weird. It could be that it’s all in my head but I think that there are just some people you get that 6th sense about – girls get it. But despite all the past comments, silent arguments or nonsense in my head, I truly do appreciate her as a person and have learned some good lessons from her, mostly spiritual but life lessons also. We’ll never be ‘bff’ but for what it was, I was kind of excited to say hi and catch up.
Especially since the latest news she had; her announcement of being a mommy soon!

PastK picked us up and we headed to a local restaurant bar, another one I haven’t been to – ha and there we sat, the four of us – as we had done in the past. But this time, conversation was much more interesting and albeit sincere. She updated us with the baby info, relationship situation and the ongoing battle of her sister’s health. It was a good time and I’m glad that though WB and AC sat across from us, PastK and I had time on our own also to catch up.

I left near the end to make a call or to call back a missed call from T. I wanted to apologize for my drunk dialing, thank him for even answering and being nice; listening to me tearfully being upset and being cool about it. As soon as I headed in, we headed out. PastK dropped us off at the cigar store after the good byes and ‘best wishes’ for the sister.

As WB, AC and I have done since 06 – we sat down and each did our resolutions for the new year. But we didn’t start the new ones without looking over the past ones from the 2 years before. Me, the pack rat – somehow managed to keep the folded napkin from 06 w/ the 07 resolutions and also the paper w/the 08 resolutions. I wasn’t too impressed with my past resolutions. For the most part, they seemed to me pretty trivial and generic but I suppose at the time, they were what I thought I truly needed to work on.

We didn’t get to stay long at the cigar store, since they close at an earlier time, so we headed across the way for some drinks and to finish off the resolutions. As done in the past, we started with one person, making the list and then from there – took turns, deciding what would make us better people in the new year and things to improve on.

I understand the differences between guys and girls so it shouldn’t be surprising that for the most part, the lists of others are more career focused, money driven and business like. It’s not to say ladies cannot and are not this way but generally speaking – at some age after college, it seems the importance of the career or the ambition for promotion tends to get lost with other things – making it a lower priority on the list of resolutions. For me, I would have personally loved to hear even just one resolution regarding interpersonal growth from them. But I guess if you think you’re perfect, why resolve to try and change anything?.. ha ha

What I find very funny and but pretty cool – is WB’s insistence of not only making the resolutions list but making the list of the how’s; how we’ll achieve and measure our goals. As soon as we finished our lists and listening to each others lists, we headed off to the next venue – another local bar for some fun and more entertainment.

Since AC has moved – about 4 yrs ago, he’s visited usually once a year, around the holidays. And in the past 4 years, I believe that this was the first time that we had several nights that it was just WB, AC and myself. I suppose it’s because other college friends have moved away, or gotten married or simply just drifted a part. But this time around, I really thought it was cool to spend so much quality time with 2 good friends. So for the last night of AC’s visit, it was cool to just relax, recap, enjoy some apps and drinks at the low key local bar.

"Girls"...Beastie Boys

2009-01-06T18:03:00.000-06:00

"Girls, all I really want is girls
And in the morning it's girls
Cause in the evening it's girls

I like the way that they walk
And it's chill to hear them talk
And I can always make them smile
From White Castle to the Nile...

...Girls - to do the dishes
Girls - to clean up my room
Girls - to do the laundry
Girls - and in the bathroom

Girls, that's all I really want is girls
Two at a time I want girls
With new wave hairdos I want girls
I ought to whip out my girls, girls, girls, girls, girls!..."

Once again, I slept for most of the day Friday and by the time I was to meet up w/the others – I was feeling almost completely better. B* had received some box tickets for the local basketball team, so B*, WB, AC, Detached Buddy and myself headed downtown for some sports time and fun. The seats were pretty good, complete with a complimentary buffet and drinks – making them even better, ha.

While WB and AC sat in the row behind, giggling and gossiping like school gals, B*, Detached Buddy and myself sat over looking the below crowd, trying to cheer the home team on and them, checking out the female cheerleaders – ha. With the game nearing an end, we headed out early – to get some good seats at the local ‘men’s’ club- another fav of WB’s, ha.

I hadn’t been to the S in quite awhile, mostly because it was WB inviting me and knowing his interest in conversation with the workers, I’d assume to be left, hanging out on my own – looking at the women strutting around; not my idea of a good time. But also, because unfortunately there are still some scars from the past w/ T and not wanting to go there, I advised myself it was better to stay home than go and work through the residual feelings that stem from.

However, for the most part – it was a great time. I sat close by to AC, one who usually favors conversation or some conversation at least, so I don’t end up sitting on my own for the night. And to be a good sport, I even purchased both AC and WB their Christmas gifts that night, of course – w/the ladies I chose of course, ha.

As the night got later, I found myself having more fun but also, drinking more –which lead to my over emotional state. It wasn’t a scene but I ended up calling T, while at the S. T was quite kind and maybe not understanding but at least not agitated with my call and though the conversation was short, I did feel a little better after talking to him. Of course, when I rejoined the group, I was still a little over come, but for what it was – it was short, maybe a bit dramatic but done in minutes; crisis semi-averted, ha. Of course, the later the night got – the more intoxicated I felt. But it was a good evening, we were cabbing it back and I can say now, the demons have been semi-faced, dealt with and things are much better on that front.

"Rock The Bells"...LL Cool J

2009-01-05T18:16:00.002-06:00

v"...You've been waitin' and debatin' for oh so long
Just starvin' like Marvin for a Cool J. song
If you cried and thought I died, you definitely was wrong
It took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record of course
I'm a tower full of power with rain and hail
Cut Creator scratch the record with his fingernail
Rock the bells

The king of crowd rockers finally is back
My voice is your choice as the hottest wax
True as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with your girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator on the fader, my right-hand man
We rock the bells so very well cause that's the name of this jam
Rock the bells..."

It was a late night on Wed and sure enough, as I predicted whatever ‘illness’ I had earlier in the week was coming back, in full force. I felt like my body weighed double what it was and even though I surprisingly had no hang over, my head was throbbing and was coupled with a good solid runny nose all day. For most of Thursday, I slept – knowing that rest and fluids are the keys to rejuvenation if not just for the re-hydration.

Of course though, when WB and AC picked me up for dinner again, I felt miserable. But I wasn’t going to allow it to keep me in, not with an ‘out of towner’ ready to start the night. Dinner, minus my very dry and not good chicken entrée was again fun. And trying to keep my cold at bay (the runny nose is just not cool), I left the alcohol alone and listened, conserving energy for the good conversations for later in the night. Though, I’m sure if WB and AC had their way, I’d behave that way more often, ha.

While at dinner, I received a call from CuteK advising that she was in my neighborhood and because of failed plans, had a free night and wanted to hang out. What I thought was okay, was to invite her – which I did. But after conversation ended, a very upset and angered WB – advised that it wasn’t in the plan. Not wanting to ‘uninvite’ I figured we’d work it out later, as CuteK had informed me that she wouldn’t be arriving til later.

After finishing up dinner, the 3 of us headed to an old favorite local bar, close to an old duplex once occupied by both WB and AC. So for old times sake, we drove by the old complex – reminding us of old memories and random antics that went on in their place. One my favorites of course, was when I had to use a Wendy’s bag as toilet paper because both AC and WB had nothing else to provide or the many naps that took on the weathered couch – while I sat cheering our home football team on, ha!

Once at the favorite local bar, we enjoyed our beer, while I listened to long boring stories – an audio documentary if you will, about space and the many Apollos that had been sent off and the Russian death count from space, all while I sat – wiping my nose constantly and feeling almost miserable, ha. But the night picked up – thankfully to the change in conversation and it turned out to be another good time spent w/ WB and AC.

CuteK had not texted, so I assumed she wasn’t arriving but while coming out of the restroom – there she stood. But it was fun as the 4 of us had a good time, while eating a very interesting and fattening chocolate piece of cake and finishing our beers. And WB didn't seem to be too mad any more about it and entertainment and conversation were high, so it all worked out.

After we left the old favorite bar, WB decided we’d stop in at an old strip joint, one we had frequented the last time AC was in town – the one w/what seemed to be more gay then straight female patrons. What more could a girl want when you don’t feel well, but to sit, sip on some Red Bull and watch the ladies dance, ha. All was well, though and for the most part, AC and I joked about the other patrons, mostly complete tools – trying ‘be all that’ w/their $1 bills in the air and one lesbian who ‘lost’ her seat in sniffers row, ha. Thankfully it was a lower key night, so when I got back to my place, I could sleep peacefully, in hopes to get over the awful cold and misery of.

"Addicted"...Simple Plan

2009-01-05T17:54:00.001-06:00

"...I'm trying to forget that
I'm addicted to you
But I want it and I need it
I'm addicted to you
Now it's over
Can't forget what you said
And I never wanna do this again
Heartbreaker
Heartbreaker
Heartbreaker

Since the day I met you
And after all we've been through
I'm still a dick
I'm addicted to you
I think you know that it's true
I'd run a thousand miles to get you
Do you think I deserve this?

I tried to make you happy
I did all that I could
Just to keep you
But you left anyway..."

Wednesday couldn’t come soon enough! I had taken the Friday off, which meant I had a whole 4 days off from work! That and it was the day of AC’s arrival. After leaving work early Wed, I took my ritual ‘Friday nap’ and then was picked up by WB and AC for dinner. It’s always weird for the first couple of seconds I hang out w/ AC – since we only speak on the phone and see each other annually. But it was like old times, as I expected. For the duration of dinner, it was the WB and AC show – making jokes constantly, WB mistakenly asking for some Flager, to which of course does not exist and listening to AC moan and complain about the very cold climates that his now petite frame and thin southern blood cannot take. It was a great meal and good times w/ the boys, I always call ‘SD soulmates’.

WB had texted some people earlier in the week about having a NYE party. So after eating, we headed to the local upscale grocery store so he could provide his guests with some light apps or more, ‘stuff to snack on’ and then headed back to his place to freshen the place up and get ready for the night to start.

It ended up to be a lower key party then what was expected but still fun. WB’s sister and her roommate stopped by, in full dress attire – providing some fun and light hearted entertainment. And later on, after the 2 ladies had left, it was WB, AC, B* (WB’s friend from the apartment complex), a local buddy of AC and WB’s from the hometown in SD and me, ready to bring in the new year. Though there were few at the party, it was still fun – other than me, slightly buzzed- having to weigh myself in for all to see (for the record – not my idea and definitely not a way to build the esteem!) and the odd conversation w/the local friend – about ways people ‘off’ themselves. I still don’t know how to reply to comments about shooting your brain out?... But all in all fun…

After midnight hit, we decided to go to the peanut bar for some more drinking, celebrate with others and for the guys to scope out the ‘talent’ at the bar. It was a successful night w/ more drinking and celebrating but for the guys, it seemed to be a failed night w/ the ladies. Most likely due to the excessive drinking or maybe because of B*’s apparent altercation he got in, causing us to have to leave. No worries though, as it was close to bar close anyways… and there were certainly several more nights ahead of us to party.

"What You Own"...Rent

2009-01-05T17:25:00.002-06:00

"...You're living in America
At the end of the millenium
You're living in America
Where it's like the twilight zone

And when you're living in America
At the end of the millenium
You're what you own
So I own not a notion
I escape an ape content
I don't own emotion- I rent..."

Thank goodness for holidays! Even if I don’t like them, I definitely enjoy the time off (company paid!)… Tuesday after work, despite the frigid temps again, light snow falling and not feeling real well, I met up at a local comedy club. It was L-Y’s roommate’s b-day and instead of heading to a trashy, college bar/dance place –as she’s done in the past – she decided to do a lower key and more ‘mature’ party. With the rough weather, it turned out to be only L-Y, her roommate, a friend of her roommate’s and the friend’s brother, so small in number but just the same, since we’d only really be sitting and watching the comedy routines of comics who we had believed would be funny. Or maybe who I believed would be funny.

I generally find that the comedy clubs are hits or misses. I’ve witnessed the worse, when there are few people in the audience, no people laughing and all the comedian can do is talk about how horribly he failed; uncomfortable! And I’ve witnessed the best, with a roomful of laughing people and the comedian can say no wrong. Tuesday night’s show was in between the 2 extremes. Though the place was pretty packed, again rare for a Tuesday night and especially in such drastic weather – I was lead to believe that with a full audience, the comedians – at least the last of the 3 would be good, if not hopefully hilarious.

Not so much. The first guy was awful and thank goodness that L-Y and the roommate arrived late, enough so that we were not seated til mid way through his act and late enough where I could start drinking a beer. The second guy was not any better, except one joke about how his dad was trying to be ‘hip/cool’. I think on some level everyone can relate to that topic. And the third guy, the ‘headliner’ was awful. I might have smiled only to seem polite, as the other party members would look over. But I don’t find jokes about bad dreams involving kangaroos – filling up for beer and then riding out in their pocket funny. Nor do I find jokes about sticking gummy bears on windows while driving and being pulled over funny. Call me crude, but I was hoping for the ‘real stuff’; the jokes that make fun of the ‘pink elephant’ in the room. I tend to believe that comics are the most honest because they call it like it is, whether about religion, race, opinions of, etc – any ‘societal’ issue – and of course adding the humorous spin to it. None of the 3 were even close and there might have been a couple of moments, I wanted to throw pepper in my eye, for something more entertaining to do. But, for what it was worth I was glad I met up for the roommate’s b-day, since others had cancelled.

"Hand of Providence"...Michael W Smith

2009-01-05T16:51:00.001-06:00

"...Oh, the Hand of Providence
Is guiding us through choices that we make
Oh, the Hand of Providence
Is reaching out to help us on our way

Providence, ever since
Any thesis ever entered man
The Hand of Providence
Has been our best defense
Tho' his ways are sometimes hard to understand
From the dying of a heartbeat
To another soul reborn
From in between and circling
Our thoughts of love and war..."

"Just Like Me"...Jamie Foxx feat: T.I

2008-12-30T18:29:00.002-06:00

"...You, been seeing him, and I know
And I was with her, and you knew about it
But I was too bli-I-ind to see it baby
And you was out here doing the same thing as me
I wanna ask, has he been by the crib?
Has he been in our, car?
And did you let him, drive?
Cause she's been by the house
She's been in the car
I've even let her push the Porsche around a couple times
Ohh, we were so the same
I don't know why I can't see it baby
And it ain't a point to feeling blue
You're just like me and I'm just like you

You're just like me
Shorty all up in the club
Popping bottles of that Bud
Giving all them dudes hugs
And you just like me
She don't know how to act
On the floor back in the back
Man I can't be mad
She just like me-e-ee-e-e
She just like me-e-ee-e-e
She just like me-e-ee-e-e
She just like me..."

FW: Purple Irises

"People with a heart for God have a heart for people"

There comes a point in your life when you realize:
Who matters,
Who never did,
Who won't anymore...
And who always will.

So, don't worry about people from your past,
there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.
Give these flowers to everyone you don't want to lose in 2009

"Soak Up The Sun"...Sheryl Crow

2008-12-30T18:26:00.001-06:00

"...I'm gonna soak up the sun
Gonna tell everyone
To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that)
I've got no one to blame
For every time I feel lame
I'm looking up
I'm gonna soak up the sun
I'm gonna soak up the sun
I've got a crummy job
It don't pay near enough
To buy the things it takes
To win me some of your love
Every time I turn around
I'm looking up, you're looking down
Maybe something's wrong with you
That makes you act the way you do
Maybe I am crazy too

I'm gonna soak up the sun
While it's still free
I'm gonna soak up the sun
Before it goes out on me
Don't have no master suite
I'm still the king of me
You have a fancy ride, but baby
I'm the one who has the key
Every time I turn around
I'm looking up, you're looking down
Maybe something's wrong with you
That makes you act the way you do
Maybe I am crazy too ..."

I had received a call from Childhood Friend on Sunday, just after the home team won the football game. I was a little alarmed, as we usually do not talk on the phone, or at least anymore. And since I had just received several texts from others – advising that we won the game (I had updated others – saying I could bare to watch) – it really caught me off guard. But Childhood Friend did not call to update me about the winning team or to vent, as it seems she usually calls for that (if she calls) but inform me of her early child she had early on Sat morning. The baby was 22 days early but all seemed well, mom and baby were healthy and she would be in the hospital until Tuesday.

So after working – which flew by, maybe because I spent almost 2 hours at the car dealership to get my oil changed (desperately needed it!) – I headed off to get a gift for the child and mom – since Monday was also her b-day. When I finally meandered my way to the hospital (it sounds simple but there are 3 adjoining hospitals and figuring out which ramp to park in, during construction, that leads to the correct building was annoying in itself – ha), it was Childhood Friend in bed and her parents sitting and enjoying the new baby.

Because it had been Childhood Friend’s b-day also, they had cupcakes and other desserts, which I politely declined, due to the overwhelming food still sitting in the office. I had a good conversation w/ her rents and Childhood Friend – catching up with each other’s families (since after all we have been friends since the age of 5, ha) and learned more about the pregnancy and birth of the new child.

Unfortunately, I had to cut it short – as I was off to meet up w/WB. Since Childhood Friend was set to start nursing from the other side, I made my exit – hoping to make it in time to catch up w/ WB. WB and I met up soon after at my local bar, which was unusually packed and caught up about each other’s holidays, family stories – the pains of and other random tidbits. It was a good time, especially since happy hour was still going on and good to catch up w/ole WB… ha

"Come On Eileen"...Dexy's Midnight Runners

2008-12-29T17:12:00.000-06:00

"... Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear what he means (what he means)
At this moment you mean everything
You in that dress
My thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Oh, come on Eileen

(Come On Eileen)

These people round here
Wear beaten down eyes sunk
In smoke dried faces
They're so resigned to what their fate is
But not us (no not ever)
But not us (not ever)
We are far too young and clever
(Remember)
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye
And you'll hum this tune forever..."

Sunday I slept in. As much as I love more than anything playing with them – I needed rest to recoup my fatigued self. So, after awaking, I watched the home football team try to take down the opposing team and…they did! In the last second! Grueling as it was, it was awesome - …or if you’re like my dad, ‘we are just prolonging the agony’ ha. Even so, I got myself ready and headed back to the rents to say good bye to the kids and watch the Cowboys in a very heart wrenching game, lose terribly…

When the kids arrived back from a family friend’s house, I played a little with them and then said my good byes. I always get a little sad saying good bye. And even though I know I’ll be traveling out there in the spring, it seems so long and they’ll have grown up so much more in the missed days…. I love those kids…. Sad stuff, ha

"Waterloo"...ABBA

2008-12-29T16:47:00.001-06:00

"...Waterloo - I was defeated, you won the war
Waterloo - Promise to love you for ever more
Waterloo - Couldn't escape if I wanted to
Waterloo - Knowing my fate is to be with you
Waterloo - Finally facing my Waterloo

My, my, I tried to hold you back but you were stronger
Oh yeah, and now it seems my only chance is giving up the fight
And how could I ever refuse I feel like I win when I lose..."

Since Tuesday after work, I’ve done nothing but play with the kids. Older Brother and his family arrived late Monday night from a long almost 13 hour drive w/4 tired kids. But Tuesday, they were rested and ready to go. It was more than fun to spend time playing ‘fashion’ (doing everyone’s hair and taking ‘fashion/model’ pics, ha), building things with Legos, drawing holiday pictures, coloring in princess coloring books and trying to keep up with them! Even since the last time I saw them – early Nov, the 6, 4, 2 and 10 month yr old kids have grown! I’m quite happy and pleased to say that G-man (4 yrs) has finally developed his own personality, separate to Olivia (6 yrs old) and has no problem standing up to her, even maybe throwing a punch or kick here or there (ha).

After snacks, pj time and finally bedtime, we, (Older Brother, Younger Brother, Sister and Sister-in-law) played some games of Scrabble. The last time I played, I couldn’t even tell you and honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever played a full game – and it showed! Ha Out of the 3 games we played during the week, I came in 2nd to last every time, bummer! But I chalk it up to inexperience and not inability to spell, ha! At one point, while after the kids were in bed and playing Scrabble again, we put in ‘Mamma Mia’ a gift (odd, if you ask me) – that was given to the rents. If you haven’t seen it, I wouldn’t and I’ll leave it at that. Maybe I don’t suggest it because I’ve seen it twice in 2 days (or maybe because it’s just weird, ha).

Sat night, after the kids were in bed – I headed off to meet up w/L-Y and Chicago Girl. Chicago Girl was in town, as surprise for her family. But just like the rest of us, family is family and a break is always needed! We ended up meeting at L-Y’s parents house (they were supposed to be out of town) and feeling nostalgic, L-Y suggested watching a movie and eating some Chinese food at her rents, like the good old high school days. Turned out the rents were there, but no worries – as we still watched ‘Mamma Mia’ (arg) and got to catch up after…

"All I Want For Christmas Is You"...Mariah Carey

2008-12-23T12:48:00.002-06:00

"I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
And I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree

I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you..."

FW: Feel The Love

This Christmas I'm putting mistletoe in my back pocket so all the people who annoy me can kiss my a**!

"Somebody Told Me"...The Killers

2008-12-22T17:16:00.001-06:00

"Breaking my back just to know your name
Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game
I'm breaking my back just to know your name
But heaven ain't close in a place like this
Anything goes but don't blink you might miss
Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumor ruin my moonlight

Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential

Ready? Let's roll onto something new
Taking its toll and I'm leaving without you
I'm ready, let's roll onto something new..."

All I wanted to do Sunday was sleep, stay in and be warm and watch the home football team play. But unfortunately, I didn’t plan things out right; actually double booking myself. Childhood Friend and I had emailed about getting together. It hadn’t been since her son’s last birthday about 3 months ago that we had seen each other and since, as we both always are – were late in celebrating my Aug b-day, we figured we’d try to catch up before the holidays.

Honestly, I was kind of dreading the dinner. Mostly because I wanted to watch the game, didn’t want to scrape off the 3 or 4 inches off snow off the car, didn’t want to drive on frozen snow and sometimes, though she’s a good friend, Childhood Friend can be a bit negative; bringing my mood down. But it turned out to be very enjoyable. We went to a restaurant close by to her w/ the game on, sat and had dinner and drank some beer (only me, as Childhood Friend is due in Jan, ha). The last couple of times we have spoke on the phone or seen each other, it’s been very awkward, almost like we grew too much a part. But dinner was good – no awkward silences and it was like we were back to normal, having not skipped a day. Unfortunately the home team lost but at least I had had a good meal and good company and received a b-day gift (not that it matters but it was a nice one, ha).

Since I had already made plans w/L-Y for Sunday evening along w/Twin2 and others, I decided that having not seen L-Y for awhile, I’d spend the evening w/she and SmallTown Girl, who was over getting her hair done. It was also a good time, just relaxing, joking and catching up as we always do. I had told L-Y, after she very kindly offered to touch up my hair, that we’d do it that night. But while receiving texts from WB and Twin2 about the plans for the evening, time was limited. After hanging out w/the girls for awhile, I decided that though AGAIN – it was negative degrees, I would suit up and meet up w/them, despite it being a school night AND that it was downtown, arg.

I left L-Y’s at 11 Sunday and after meandering myself through downtown, paid my $7.50 to park, bellied up to the bar to enjoy some beer w/WB, Twin2 and Twin2’s bro to de-thaw a bit. The first bar was low key, quiet and exactly what I was hoping the night would be. But, it soon was not that. We headed to the next bar where the dance floor was jumping (including stripper poles!?), the bar was full with drunken and krazy college kids and the beer pong games were going.

I’m not even sure who group was there other than Twin2’s cousin, her bf, a brother of the bf and an outgoing blonde friend of the cousin. Again, the night was entertaining, if not fun. However, I think had I known the bar was a ‘dance club’ – I might not have dressed like I was in Antarctica, ha. Even so, I made the small talk w/the group, played very unsuccessfully some beer pong – thankfully the blonde friend drank the beer for team WB and I, and danced a little. But it again, was nearing closing time, I was out on a school night and had to drive back in the freezing cold so WB and I decided to head out. (although I’m not sure if we had much of a choice as the lights were coming on soon and they were going to kick us out anyways, ha) So all in all, I believe the past couple of days have semi-made up for my very boring and hibernated nights. And I’m pretty sure, I’ve had my fill; I’m good – or at least til AC arrives at the end of the month, ha.

"All Falls Down"...Kanye West

2008-12-22T16:53:00.000-06:00

"...It seems we living the American dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a'stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a ni**a in a coop/coupe

Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down..."

An earlier boring yet mentionable item from Friday…a high note, my parents sent a spontaneous email Friday at work, inviting me out for dinner and shopping afterwards. Usually, I need a nap but since I could tell, they wanted me to meet up, I accepted. So instead of taking my nap, I headed to meet the rents at a Chinese restaurant down south. After a little shopping w/my mom – we all met up at the restaurant and enjoyed our chicken meals and stuffed potstickers – yummy! Afterwards, despite being fatigued, I headed over w/the rents to do some shopping. I don’t know what for, but I soon found out – for them to find some holiday gifts for me. how nice! Not being a holiday luver, I could care less if they purchased any gifts for me but my very caring and uber kind parents weren’t having it and insisted I pick some thing out. So, after an hour of walking around, I walked out w/ 2 pairs of boots, a shirt and (hopefully) a subscription to a star studded mag! Ha …. I finally got my very much needed nap at 7:30 that night!

Saturday, the weather outside was frightful! It snowed all day while the temps plummeted once again. Crappy, I hate the snow, I hate the cold temps and I hate more – everything that winter brings! Thankfully, I had nothing on the agenda and had prepared myself for hibernation mode, having left over food from Friday night’s meal w/mom and dad, a case of Woodpecker, in case I’d crave some kind of alcoholic beverage and several Netflix discs to enjoy!

The first part of the day, I did nothing but enjoy my food, watch some guilty pleasure TV shows and slept, it was awesome! That evening, after being well rested and having cleaned a little, I received a text from Twin2 – advising he was in town til Monday. Knowing the snow amounts and the fact of how much I hate driving in it, I advised that if he was willing to drive to my neck of the woods, I’d meet up. Krazy as it was, since the temps had dropped way below 0 and it had been snowing all day, I guess again – I needed to catch up from having a boring week.

That night, WB and I met up w/ Twin2 for some drinks. It was a good time and since Twin2 talks a lot, almost excessively – there was no room for awkward silences. And once again, maybe the theme that night was excess: excess in snow, excess talking and excess drinking on my part, once again. It was 2-for-1’s and I wasn’t about to let the deal pass me by. I’m not sure how many I actually had but sadly enough, it was almost enough for me to not even feel the cold! Although, running back to my place despite my drunkenness, I started feeling the cold. (seriously temps in double digits below freezing!) Unfortunately, Twin2 was unable to get a cab, whether because there were less of them because of the weather or more krazy people out, I’m not sure. But not having a place to go – since the bars were closing and kicking him out, I soon let him in to hang out and be warm.

"Don't Go Breaking My Heart"...Elton John & Kiki Dee

2008-12-22T16:35:00.000-06:00

"Don't go breaking my heart
I couldn't if I tried
Ah, Honey, if I get restless
Baby, you're not that kind

Don't go breaking my heart
You take the weight off of me
Ah, Honey, when you knock on my door
Ooh, I gave you my key

Ooh-hoo, and nobody knows it
When I was down
I was your clown
Ooh-hoo, and nobody knows it
Right from the start
I gave you my heart
Ooh-hoo.. I gave you my heart

So don't go breaking my heart
I won't go breaking your heart
Don't go breaking my heart..."

So from last week Monday to Wednesday, I did nothing. Each day was a duplicate from the day before – get up, work, come back, be warm, watch TV and repeat. Thursday night, I met up w/ WB which although the location wasn’t my favorite, it was a good time. Surprisingly, WB informed me that he too – had not been out too much and was having a hard time getting up in the morning, even arriving later to work than I do! Ha With that, I didn’t feel so badly about my boring, hibernating attitude the previous days, ha.

I guess I wanted to make up lost time, despite the frigid temps and frightful weather outside. I had received an invite earlier that week from Detached Buddy, advising he was going out Friday in the area with some friends. I didn’t take it too seriously but having been inside for the majority of the week and knowing I could walk there and back, again in the freezing temps, I took him and WB up on the invite.

I met up Friday evening at the peanut bar w/WB, a very wasted Detached Buddy and other randoms. For the most part, honestly – I found the ‘others’ to be rather boring so I spent most of the time, drinking my free beer from the bartender (a long time friend of T’s – nice hook up, ha!) and talking w/WB and Detached Buddy’s gf. Until the wasted Detached Buddy came over.

From the conversations I had w/him that night, I learned that he could be a line backer w/his height and weight he was carrying, that he adored WB like a brother and again said all in drunken stupor what a good friend I and WB have been through the divorce, only a year ago. After listening to Detached Buddy’s intoxicated speech, I decided I needed another drink, to carry me through the night and catch up w/ the rest. I didn’t need much to catch up and walking to the next bar, WB and I decided to head out. The night, though I’d only been there a couple of hours, had been long – not too entertaining and I, again had drank a bit more than what I needed or planned. So of course, I sent a couple of unfortunate texts to T and later, calling – finding out he was in bed and then, I think I might have just passed out…. Ha

"The Enemy"...Godsmack

2008-12-16T18:42:00.005-06:00

"...I am realizing that everybody's lost their simple ways
and now that it's here I see it all so clearly
I've come face to face with the enemy, the enemy.

You, your another sh*t talkin' punk to me.
You're a living inspiration for what I never wanna be,
and I see you've been blinded by what you believe
And now back up and sit down, shut up and act like you need to be..."

FW: What the Heck Pics

"Fishin' In The Dark"...Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

2008-12-16T18:35:00.001-06:00

"...You and me go fishin' in the dark
Lyin' on our backs and countin' the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moonlight
We'll be fallin in love
In the middle of the night
Just movin' slow
Stayin' the whole night through
It feels so good to be with you!

Spring is almost over and the summer's come
And the days are gettin' long
Waited all winter for the time to be right
Just to take you along
Baby get ready
And it don't matter if we sit forever
And the fish don't bite
We'll jump in the river and cool ourselves
From the heat of the night
Baby get ready
Ooooh - Ooh!..."

Surprisingly, Sun I awoke w/no hang over. For the bad condition I was in, I was amazed, ha. I didn’t do anything on Sun and it was awesome! So, I just spent the day, watching the game (again the home town team winning – yay) and nothing more, nothing less.

Random TidbitsD*

It’s been freezing lately and I am not happy. Not just what we, up north are ‘used to’ but below 0 for the highs. And to make matters worse, it’s now been snowing on and off for the past couple of days. I say it every year but I seriously live in the wrong state. I could care less if there was snow for the holidays and was wearing a T-shirt or better yet tank. Heck, I’d even dawn on a holiday tank just because I could and that says a lot – since I also hate the holiday season. So, with that said – being that it’s been snowing, frigid and the holidays are coming up, I’ve been kind of a hibernated grinch. Screw the snow, I guess I’m a sucka for never leaving the state…or at least yet

On a high note – I’m excited for the kids and Older Brother to arrive into town next week! Though I feel like I just saw the kids, it’s never too much. That and now that they are all at the ages where they grow up so fast, I feel like I miss so much. It’s probably the only thing about the holidays I like, being able to see the kids (either for Turkey day or Christmas – every other year)….

Top 5 Things I’m Thankful For:
1 – nice and understanding rents
2 – safety thus far in the treacherous snow and ice
3 – a job and a warm place to go back to
4 – my hair – I would look awful bald
5 – my quirks – it is what makes me, me

Top 5 Things I’m Praying For:
1 – better weather!
2 – safety
3 – no more lay offs, at least for awhile!
4 – happiness
5 – me

“Dogs have Owners, Cats have Staff”

"Some people are only alive because it is illegal to kill."

"Last night I played a blank tape at full blast. The mime next door went nuts !"

"There are basically three kinds of men. There are the ones who learn by reading. Then there are the few who learn by observation. The rest just have to pee on the electric fence for themselves."

"I don't think America will have really made it until we have our own salad dressing. Until then we're stuck behind the French, Italians, Russians and Caesarians."

“I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it”

“Put on your seatbelt… I wanna try something”

"Head Over Feet"...Alanis Morissette

2008-12-15T18:45:00.001-06:00

"...You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met
You're my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long

I've never felt this healthy before
I've never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now..."

FW: Never Argue With a Woman

One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap. Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and reads her book. Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, 'Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?
''Reading a book,' she replies, (thinking, 'Isn't that obvious?')
'You're in a Restricted Fishing Area,' he informs her
'I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading.
''Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up.'
'If you do that, I'll have to charge you with Sexual assault,' says the woman.
'But I haven't even touched you,' says the game warden.
'That's true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment.
''Have a nice day ma'am,' and he left.

MORAL: Never argue with a woman

"Get Up"...50 Cent

2008-12-15T18:38:00.001-06:00

"Man I'm gonna do my thing,
it's crazy in the club when I'm in there, man
trust me homie, I'm not playin'
the dance floor of the chain I say (Get Up!)

I came to bring you that California Love
in the middle of New York,
haters all of the above.
I'm not playin' I said I'm off the chain
you ni**ers better follow instructions, I say (Get up!)

I ball 'till I fall
I stunt 'till I drop
I'm off the showroom floor, not the used car lot.
You buy a bottle, I bought the bar.
I make any other week feel like Mardi Gras...."

Sat night after spending the entire day doing nothing but watching TV – ha, I got ready and met up w/WB at the cigar store. After he finished, we headed off to a bar to discuss the updates and Friday affairs, the past relationship and the plans for the evening. Neither of us dressed to the nines with holiday gear but from what it sounded like, it wouldn’t be a problem. I did not heed the advice from others, to dress up as a ‘tiny elf’ or a present. I’m not high maintenance but there is a line that I draw in my dress for downtown.

After drinks and apps, WB and I headed to his place to drop off some things, to invite Detached Buddy and his gf, and finish the last minute touches on our very meagerly holiday outfits. We then headed off for downtown for the pub crawl to start. It had actually started over an hour before hand but at what age do you start drinking at 7 and go til 2 – 31, I think not!

When we arrived, 2 of WB’s buddies excitedly greeted him while we stood around, ordering drinks and taking in the affair. For the most part, the rather large crowd that were also a part of the pub crawl were also less than over done on the holiday dress with only a few people (nerds) going all out, ha. There were 4 bars total that the herd was to attend. I think we made it to 3, which was fine as the last bar we weren’t supposed to arrive til 1 – which wasn’t in my plan to be around at that time.

It was fun though, hanging out w/Detached Buddy, his gf, the random friends that WB knew and meeting others. And as the evening progressed, so did my intake of alcohol, which also meant by the end of the evening, I wasn’t sure what was going on. Recalling what I knew from the evening, I don’t think I was too sloppy but I remembered making some new friends and gathering numbers I knew I wouldn’t be using, ha.

At the 3rd bar, WB got my attention in the midst of my making new friends- advising that we were heading out for some pizza and then calling it a night. I barely recall sitting at the table and eating, but I know I ordered 2 slices and then, WB and I were off in the cab on the way back – while the others headed off in their cab.

It’s been awhile since I’ve consumed the amount of alcohol I did and though I feel kind of old, I can honestly say I had fun and don’t regret it. Like I said, I wasn’t causing drama, I wasn’t getting into fights and I wasn’t (again from what I can remember) too sloppy; it was all just to have fun and let loose and I think I needed it. Unfortunately what comes with fun and drinking in excess comes the evening, when you pass out. I fell asleep on the couch, after I managed to brush my teeth (while gagging) and slip on my pj’s. ha It was a fun evening though and I think what I needed..?

"Live To Tell"...Madonna

2008-12-15T18:15:00.000-06:00

"I have a tale to tell
Sometimes it gets so hard to hide it wel
lI was not ready for the fall
Too blind to see the writing on the wall

A man can tell a thousand lies
I've learned my lesson well
Hope I live to tell
The secret I have learned, 'till then
It will burn inside of me

I know where beauty lives
I've seen it once, I know the warm she gives
The light that you could never see
It shines inside, you can't take that from me..."

As a semi-addendum to my post regarding T…a friend asked me what the reason was as to why the no contact; was it the moving on part on the new site or the past, the wounds that haven’t healed. Sorry for the confusion – it was both. I was prepared and learning to put things in the past, despite some of the issues still coming up – even when he was over 1500 miles away. But with the moving on part, I couldn’t deal with both. I didn’t want to feel like I wasn’t getting anything back and still giving, when it would be (assuming) hard knowing he was finally ‘back out there’.

My short update: I haven’t spoken with T except for a late night/early morning call Sat, when I was still intoxicated from my outing. I don’t recall what was said but I remember T not being happy and hanging up the phone. Regardless, I did send a text the following day Sun – advising as to why and apologizing for the unanswered the calls and that the moving on part was a necessity.

"Oh What A Night"...Billy Joel

2008-12-15T18:08:00.000-06:00

"Oh, what a night.
Late December back in '63.
What a very special time for me,
'Cause I remember what a night.

Oh, what a night.
You know, I didn't even know her name,
But I was never gonna be the same.
What a lady.
What a night.

Oh, I.
I got a funny feeling when she walked
In the room and I,
As I recall it ended much too soon.

Oh, what a night,
Hypnotizing, mesmerizing me.
She was everything I dreamed she'd be.
Sweet surrender, what a night!..."

Friday after work, I didn’t get my nap but headed to the local mall instead. During the day, I had received an invite for the following day that required a holiday costume (whatever that is). It wasn’t a definite requirement but if you wanted to get in, without paying over – a holiday outfit was needed. So, unsure of what I was looking for, I set out trying to find some small item, whether a headband, hat and some red top that I could use. I refused to pay the $40 some dollars I saw for a Mrs Claus or reindeer outfit. I didn’t find much but a red top and decided I’d dress it up w/some Christmas bows. I was running late again, and being on the phone w/AC the duration didn’t help much in my search.

Friday evening, after purchasing my holiday top – I headed south to Ms K’s place as he was having L-Y and myself over, the first non-family to his new town home, I was pretty flattered. Arriving late but not too late – Ms K showed us the new place, the work he had put into it and the next plans and projects for the house. And then he revealed the food. I’ve been to Ms K’s dinner parties before, back when he and his partner had them at the old place and was always impressed. He didn’t fail to impress this time either.

Appetizers were served, complete with 3 different cheeses, home made crab dip, home made sausages, home made stuffed olives and more. We hadn’t even gotten to the main course and I was full. I should have taken pictures of the place, as again – as maybe the ‘gay do’ the decorating was outstanding and the presentation again, was impressive.

Despite my full stomach, I munched more on the salad and bread. Usually not a fan of salad but w/Ms K’s home made dressing, which was awesome and the bread again complete with an olive oil mixture for dipping, I couldn’t help myself. After was the palate cleansing again – a home made pomegranate sorbet and then the main course, the over stuffed meat and cheese lasagna.

While eating the delicious foods, raving about the place and the presentation, L-Y, Ms K and I had a good time discussing the randoms of our lives, work and updates about each other – all while laughing and gorging ourselves. Of course, later in the evening Ms K brought out some specialty ice cream complete with cute holiday desserts. It was a great evening with lots of laughs, low key and warm and very filling!

"Click Click Boom"...Saliva

2008-12-12T15:33:00.002-06:00

"...Click Click Boom!
I'm comin' down on the stereo, hear me on the radio
Click Click Boom!
I'm comin' down with the new style and you know it's buck wild
Click Click Boom!
I'm on the radio station
Tour around the nation,
Leavin' the scene in devastation

Why have I clouded up my mind
Why's my mother always right
And will I make it to the end
Or will I crawl away and die

Click click boom
click click boom
click click boom
click click boom

All those Saturdays, when kids go out and play
Yo I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze
Those Saturdays, when kids go out and play
Yo I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze..."

I've used the song before, but I heard it again and still like it..so there, ha :)

FW: Your Chrismas Gift

My dear friends and beloved family, somewhat embarrassing to admit, Christmas is tight this year. I will be making bedroom slippers for you all as gifts. Please let me knowyour sizes. You'll most likely agree that it's a splendid idea, and should you wish to do the same.

I've included the instructions below.

How to make bedroom slippers out of maxi pads:
You need four maxi pads to make a pair.
Two of them get laid out flat, for the foot part.
The other two wrap around the toe area to form the top.
Tape or glue each side of the top pieces to the bottom of the foot part.
Decorate the tops with whatever you desire, silk flowers (this is most aesthetically appealing), etc.

These slippers are:
* Soft and Hygienic
* Non-slip grip strips on the soles
* Built in deodorant feature keeps feet smelling fresh
* No more bending over to mop up spills
* Disposable and biodegradable
* Environmentally safe
* Three convenient sizes: (1.) Regular, (2.) Light and (3.)

Get out the Sand Bags. I've attached a photo of the first pair I made so that you can see the nifty slippers for yourself....Awaiting your response.

It's crucial that I get the right size for each one of you. If you would like a theme other than Christmas, I can individualize. Ho ho ho!

"Some Day, One Day"...Queen

2008-12-12T15:28:00.000-06:00

"You never heard my song before, the music was too loud
But now I think you hear me well, for now we both know how
No star can light our way, in this cloud of dark and fear
But someday one day...

Funny how the pages turn, and hold us in between
A misty castle waits for you, and you shall be a queen
Today the cloud it hangs, over us and all is grey
But someday one day... "

Wednesday I left work early due to less sleep and feeling low. And since I was meeting up w/ the rents that night for dinner and shopping, it was a good to get out of the office sooner than later. I had received a gift card from work awhile back for way more than what I would use and to a restaurant that most people I know, do not favor. I wanted to treat the rents to a dinner for the time, patience and extra care they had provided to me lately. They didn’t fail, while we sat at the restaurant, listening to a corny (per my dad – ha) waiter, they listened quietly as I tearfully explained the updates. I wasn’t going to go there but since they called me out on my unusual silent and low behavior, I couldn’t hold it in. Always thoughtful and willing to listen, they aided me in my ‘woes’ and offered helpful advice.

I wasn’t sure what we were shopping for and since I was near dead from exhaustion, we decided after dinner, to drive a little around the neighborhood to look at the holiday lights. I’m not a fan of the holidays. I for the most part, dislike the treats, the holiday cheer, the process of the whole time and yes, even gifts! Ha But not wanting to be a scrooge, I agreed to ride along as we looked at the lights and the holiday festivities in the area, at least it was warm in the car! Ha

T did call a couple of times but I missed them. And by the time I had a chance to call back, I decided to not, since I just couldn’t fight or argue anymore and I wasn’t sure what would be the point but to say good bye again, once more; I didn’t have it in me. ha So I spent the evening, relaxing – watching some nature shows and catching up on some others; a quiet, warm night in- a definite plus!

"The Reason"...Hoobastank

2008-12-10T13:58:00.000-06:00

"I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
Thats why I need you to hear

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is You [x4]

I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you "

In the words of SJP on SATC, ‘this is my attempt to reboot’….

I’m doing what I know I probably shouldn’t but I believe that it in the long run it is good for me. Instead of letting it fester and become a bigger infection, I need to air it out (in my usual very dramatic fashion, ha) and let the wound heal; my attempt to carry on.

I was up last night til 4 am, after having a rather disturbing conversation with T. T advised that he was officially moving on, joining a site for the singles to look for love. It shouldn’t bother me but it did. Maybe because I was having one of those days, days that I don’t have too frequently but where I really missed having T around. But the feelings changed quickly and after hanging up, it was only resentment, frustration and hurt; very familiar feelings the past 2 and a half years.

What the worst is, is that we aren’t dating and haven’t for some time. But the feelings are still there and again, as previously posted – this hasn’t been a normal friendship and hasn’t been in awhile. So it might seem silly, that I write as if we just broke up. However, on some level – I feel as though we did. Without that defining line of being just friends and more than, there’s a gray relationship area. Unfortunately it aligned with the heart instead of the head. And though T last night via IM – advised that I shouldn’t be in the place I was because we were over 1,500 miles a part, distance doesn’t cure all and doesn’t stop the good and bad memories from occurring.

This morning, I expected him to call – as he advised last night he would. Not having heard from him, I rang him – as again, I didn’t want to miss the call while way from the desk and knowing what I had to say, I wanted to get it over with. What I wanted and hoped for was an easy going, uplifting conversation. But instead, he asked ‘what I wanted’ when I called – too immediate in the conversation and again, didn’t bother to ask why I was up late or take interest in my feelings. It’s probably what I needed to hear because it gave me what I needed to say, good bye and without the tears.

With that said, being up til the early dawn – I thought about all the resentments, what went wrong and what I learned. There are several over arching themes but the biggest is the selfishness, what started and has continually become deepened resentments. What can’t be undone, I can learn from.

T~
I’ve written a thousand emails, notes and letters filled with my feelings, emotions and thoughts. So let this be my last, another unrequited heartfelt attempt to reveal my thoughts and innermost feelings; me. And as usual, I won’t expect you to understand, ‘you’re you and I’m me’; apparently never on the same emotional page.

It didn’t have to be this way. I tried everyday and in almost every possible way to have a working friendship with you. In the end, I think it only bit me in the backside instead of making anything better. While you lived here in ‘the tundra’, I made terrible mistakes, hoping it would make things better but knowing it would do nothing to gain your respect.

Your words became nothing to me, after numerously being promised that candy time would occur but only to be let down because of fatigue, personal excuses or anything else that was more important. I hate that I lost so many tears because you simply didn’t care and were too selfish to do something for me. And now knowing, that your sweet tooth is stronger, magically, while I’m no longer in the vicinity – the resentment inside is like acid, burning in every vein.

It should’ve been a sign when you told me at ‘our favorite restaurant/bar’ – that it was better that I just sat in silence, as I didn’t need to speak. I sat – in silence, while you played on your phone. I watched you at night play video games, research on the computer for hours, IMng others – while I sat next to you, dying to have a conversation. When you headed out west, I dared to believe that we could have a conversation, other than me asking you questions and you replying. Though you started asking me questions, they were boring questions. If you ask boring questions, you’ll get boring answers. I tried to answer in my ‘k’ style but there was nothing but dead air on the other end. I started initiating conversation about ongoings with me and still, dead air. Silence isn’t always golden, especially if you’re on the phone.

I thought it would help the friendship out, by being there for you and doing things for you. Whether it was spending long hours at a store to research items with you, sweep and mop, fold clothes, take time off to let Nanook out, weeding the yard, picking up poo, I thought any little thing or task I did could make things better and because I wanted to do it for you, to make you better but all along really knowing that you’re respect for me would never change.

When emotionally down, I’d write caring notes, emails with prayers and texts of hope for the future. For your interviews or tests, I’ve done the same – praying and hoping that things would pan out for you. Though you didn’t want it, I always offered a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen and a heart that cared.

I don’t regret any emotional support offered, hopeful cards or notes. But I am left to wonder what it is, how I was important to you and who I was to you. If you didn’t appreciate the physical part – candy time, you didn’t want to hear me talk or didn’t appreciate what I had to say- what was it then that you wanted me around for. I feel like a place card, holding a spot until the next shiny and new person enters your life.

I didn’t lie when I told you repeatedly that I gave everything I was and had, for you and our friendship. And I also didn’t lie when I told you I cared for you and about you. I just did too much.

You should know from your past how it feels, to give and receive little. And to know that no matter how hard you try, it won’t get better without the changing of another person.

To play fair since I’ve candidly been open with your faults, I know and acknowledge that I also have things that need some fine tuning. With the friendship and times we’ve had, I have learned some valuable lessons about myself and how I can be better.

You may go on now, meeting new lady friends and crushing after your co-worker, w/o being bombarded with questions, whining or dramatic antics from me. I ask nothing more and request no attention back.

Take care,
k

"When I Grow Up"...Pussycat Dolls

2008-12-09T19:08:00.003-06:00

"...But I ain't complaining
We all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say
What you wanna say
You know what it's like
To be famous
When everybody know
What your name is
Cause see
When I was younger
I would say

When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have b**bies
When I grow up
I wanna see me
Me on TV
People know me
Be on magazines
When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick
Wanna step out
On the scene..."

After meeting up again w/ WB last night to discuss the latest of his romantic comedy of sorts, I headed back to my place for a warm shower and relaxation. I received a call from T – a good one as it seemed we both had something interesting to contribute. Having had a recent conversation with one of his co-workers, he received a text, listing the top 5 – ‘the top 5’ that everyone or most have; people if you had the opportunity you were able to get to know on the intimate level.

I’ve always thought of people I would add on my list and jokingly last night, I had made mine to T. But, thinking again about it again, I couldn’t actually think of a good top 5, the top 5 you research and laminate.

After reading T’s – which he so kindly emailed to me, with the reasons why – ha, and I’ll also say quite drastically different than mine (other than 1 – whom I actually forgot about but stole from him, ha) - I still couldn’t narrow it down. So, for what it is – the rough draft, albeit …here are my lists.

As a major side note, clearly I would not on any level be intimate with the ladies, but girls know – you can have a list of ladies who you know are beauty-ful and hawt….and be okay, ha.

Another side note: somehow, the below pictures didn’t end up in order, so with that said, I just let it ride and numbered them – in a non-sequenced arrangement ha

oh and I'm missing a #5 for the guys...I just can't think of that 1 more guy, who's THAT hawt to make the list... again, it's my rough draft

#4: because those eyes are too gorgeous, even if he does cheesy movies! ha

random: I'm not interested in 3-somes but the below..I could maybe handle..ha ha KIDDIN?

#3: King of New York City...enough said, ha

#2: the tats, the skills, those eyes - oh my!!!

#1: Rescue me baby :) he he he (seriously, he takes my breath away)

#2:

#2: just like wine - gotten better as she's aged #5: she's so adorable on and off the ice, plus - I had to represent the Asians, ha ha

#3: I forgot about her, til I stole her from someone else's list..in Sopranos and the L Word, she's gorgeous!

#4: you can't beat the light eyes and dark hair combo...hawtie!

#1: N Lachey definitely upgraded!...and D Jeter lost out.. she's beauty-ful!

"It's Like That"...Run DMC

2008-12-08T18:08:00.002-06:00

"Unemployment at a record highs
People coming, people going, people born to die
Don't ask me, because I don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is

People in the world tryin to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard, you want to compete
It's like that, and that's the way it is Huh!

Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell me the last time that love bought you clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is

Bills rise higher every day
We receive much lower pay
I'd rather stay young, go out and play
It's like that, and that's the way it is Huh!

Wars going on across the sea
Street soldiers killing the elderly
Whatever happened to unity?
It's like that, and that's the way it is ..."

Answers For Your Questions:

Are you a morning person or a night owl?
definitely the latter!!!

What are your favorite comfort foods? spaghetti!

Would you rather direct a porn or star in one? most certainly direct over starring in one!

On a scale of 1 to 10, how gullible of a person would you say you are?
probably 8.5...eeks

When was your last visit to an emergency room? What happened?
2 years ago, with a severe jaw, ear and tooth pains

What sounds annoy you?
I hate the sound of chip bags (the plastic ones, like Doritos, Tostitos, etc)...people digging in them, rolling it up, etc...even when I open them, I cringe. I usually open the bag and put them in a bowl...so I don't have to hear it!

Do you ever wish you were someone else?
sadly but ya...

What's the last sporting event you watched?
the football game - thank goodness the home team pulled it off! it was way too close :)

Do you consider yourself a leader or a follower?
the latter...:(

What is your most favorite holiday? Why?
Easter, means - spring, pastels, chocolate... and winter is almost over!!!

Do you ever save alcohol bottles once they are empty?
no, I think that is gross! ha

Have you ever faked static, loss of cell phone reception or anything else on the telephone line to get out of a conversation?
ya, just this past Sat - when the rents were driving back...I couldn't actually hear them but I think they were asking questions, I didn't want to answer...so I just kept saying 'what, what' and then hung up...thankfully - they actually did lose cell service for a little but they called me back..eeks ha

Have you ever been at a weight you are happy with?
ya, right when I graduated from college - oh, the good 'ole days ha ha

If you could change or eliminate one wedding tradition, what would it be? What is your favorite wedding tradition?
the throwing of the garder and the bouquet..it's lame... no favorite tradition, not a fan of weddings, ha

What are three movies could you(or have you) watch(ed) over and over and still love?
I rarely watch movies and even more rarely watch them over and over...but I guess - SATC - the Movie, love it!... The Lion King, 25th hour and My Best Friend's Wedding

Do you know all of the words to the National Anthem and The Pledge of Allegiance?
yep!

What company makes your favorite brand of shoes? What makes them your favorite?
Steve Madden...they fit me pretty good :)

Do you think you are more intelligent than your significant other?
I don't have one...but regarding the ex - sadly, no (and he reminded me of it too - ha ha)

Mashed Potatoes or Sweet Potatoes?
mashed anyday!!!

"Bust Your Windows"...Jazmine Sullivan

2008-12-08T18:00:00.001-06:00

"I bust the windows out ya car
And no it didn’t mend my broken heart
I’ll probably always have these ugly scars
But right now I don’t care about that part

I bust the windows out ya car
After I saw you laying next to her
I didn’t wanna but I took my turn
I’m glad I did it cause you had to learn…

I must admit it helped a little bit
To think of how you’d feel when you saw it
I didn’t know that I had that much strength
But I’m glad you see what happens when…

You see can’t just play with people’s feelings
Tell them you love them and don’t mean it
You’ll probably say that it was juvenile
But I think that I deserve to smile..."

I already used this song, but I kind of like it...the tune and melody, that is ...ha ha

Sunday was good day. I spent the day watching the home team win, yay – still in first place in the division – at least for another week, ha – and other favorite TV shows while I clipped things out of magazines for my inspirational book. I’ve kept an inspirational book for a couple of years now, clipping small articles out that are useful, good quotes and sometimes good fortunes from fortune good cookies.

Sunday evening, I met up w/WB for a couple of quick drinks, again discussing the recent updates of his luv affair. It got me thinking a lot of the days when w/T. And in my contemplative moods the past couple of days, I came to several conclusions.

Discussing with WB about his relationship, I am reminded of the problems, issues and communication barriers that were such when T and I hung out. And contemplating it all, I decided that I was not and still am not, insecure because of who I was but because of the situation. For the many months that we hung out, almost every night and the things we did – when we did them, sleeping over and doing what ‘couples’ would do – we weren’t. In the long run, it made me feel like that place card; him not wanting to date or commit to me yet us doing things as if we were dating. It was me, feeling like I was holding a spot, being there til something better or more compatible with him came along. Thus, it became me becoming insecure – wondering when he would meet that new person and when I would be replaced. Because in the end, how we were together, was not a friendship but more than one, but w/o the commitment from T. I don’t regret spending the time together and doing things together but I regret asking what our status was; if we were dating, or more so – requesting a commitment from T. I didn’t want to at the time, because I didn’t want to ask what could be a fatal question and honestly, I already knew; that he wasn’t interested in dating me.

I’ve thought about some other things along the way but to not re-has the past, I’m learning to grow and learn from them – for the next maybe relationship I get into, if I choose to go that way. I’m also learning that some things will never be resolved and learning that, that is okay.

"Way Down In The Hole"...The Blind Boys of Alabama

2008-12-08T16:55:00.001-06:00

"When you walk through the garden
You gotta watch your back
Well I beg your pardon
Walk the straight and narrow track
If you walk with Jesus
He’s gonna save your sou
lYou gotta keep the devil
Way down in the hole

He’s got the fire and the fury
At his command
Well you don’t have to worry
If you hold on to Jesus hand
We’ll all be safe from satan
When the thunder rolls
Just gotta help me keep the devil
Way down in the hole..."

Friday night, WB informed me that reading the past posts, it looked as thought nothing really had happened with me. For the most part – pretty true but I am taking that as a good thing. The past week or so has been pretty boring, full busy days at work and some good hard core relaxation on nights.

Tuesday I stayed home from work. Not feeling well when I awoke, I decided to take the full day and relax some. As I predicted, I felt better mid afternoon but since it was too late to try to go into work, I played hooky and watched TV. It was awesome! That evening, I met up w/ WB to gave some input on his relationship; things to do, things he has done and things to learn from his recent change of dating status.

Wednesday, I’m sure was fine – since I don’t remember and Thursday, after working longer hours Wed night, headed out early from work to meet up w/L-Y and her roommate for some Bingo at the small town, hole-in-the-wall bar amidst the bigger city. The past times we’ve gone, we’ve never gotten there early enough to get a good seat, ie – on the ‘bar’ side where apparently all the entertainment goes on. We found ourselves there in plenty of time, on the bar side – just in time to watch the 5:30 news they were playing at the bar. It was a good, entertaining time – despite the constant discussion of L-Y’s recent drama, that being the argument and blocking of each between she and her sister. Unfortunately, no one at our table were Bingo winners, but with good food and beer, the time was well spent – the 4.5 hours that we were there! ha

I left work early Friday, not feeling well again –for whatever silly reason and took my long snoozer of a nap. And after being well rested – I met up w/WB for some fake sushi (he had sushi – I call it fake, as I order the rolls w/out the fish, I’m a ‘bad Asian’ – I know, ha) and some beer. Again, all discussion and talk focused on WB’s plight and need of opinions regarding the status and ups and downs of his relationship. But it was a good low key evening; something I was definitely in the mood for – ha

Nothing out of the ordinary for Sat, but sleeping in – laundry at the rents and then again – after unloading clean laundry at my place and taking a nap, I was back at their place later that evening. Since I was headed to L-Y’s parents holiday party which was less than 5 minutes away from my rents, I had the short snack and talk w/the rents before meeting up w/ L-Y and Small Town Girl for some parent supervised fun. Fun it was, other than a small run in between L-Y and her sister. A feud never actually broke out but tension was in the air. For parents, L-Y’s are pretty fun to hang with and I was glad that I opted to head there vs going to a concert w/J* downtown on the east side!

"Waiting All Day For Sunday Night"...Faith Hill

2008-12-01T18:52:00.000-06:00

"All right Sunday Night where are you?
Just kicking back from the things that you do
You want the Big Game, we want it too!
Hey Jack it's a fact, the show's back in town,
The stadium's rockin', time to crank up the sound
The NFL's best have come to play
For every fan there's just one thing left to say
I've been waiting all day for Sunday Night
The tough get rough in a primetime fight
The last one standing gets to turn out the lights
Cause I been waiting all day for Sunday Night
Sunday Night Football on NBC
Al & John are the best on TV
Players are ready, kick that ball off the tee
Cause the NFL rocks on NBC..."

Friday I didn’t do anything and I loved it! I spent the day organizing things and then later that evening watching my newly purchased Sex and the City movie and some good mags to read, it was awesome!

Sat, I met up w/ L-Y for a movie and dinner, a perfect little date, ha. We saw 4 Christmases. Luckily, we saw a matinee, cuz I’m glad I didn’t pay full price. It wasn’t awful but from someone who rarely sees movies, I’d say I should have passed. But it was fun to spend time w/ L-Y, as we ate our overpriced Thai food after and more laughs about her krazy weekend so far and the other rather lame but humorous topics. I was to meet up w/CuteK but with the weather being as frigid as it was and me, too comfortable on the couch, it wasn’t going happen.

Sunday wasn’t good. I figured it was a perfect way to end a rather hectic and not so good month (i.e tooth/gum pain and swelling, phone problems and other such things). Hindsight, I believe the bad, cranky mood was spurred due to WB’s mysterious behavior about plans that didn’t occur Sun night and a rather quick and self-involved text sent from L-Y. But in the end, I’m hoping that it was just a case of hormones and not wanting to go back to work on Monday. I hate feeling bitter, kranky and upset about things but I couldn’t shake it the whole day. arg… which has led me to do some deep thinking about the going ons in my life, in me and my krazy irritated thoughts, where I want to be and how to get there…

As a high note for Sunday: the home team won on national TV – and against the rival, wahoo! Sunday night football’s theme song was right, I had been waiting all day for some Sun night football! Ha Despite me being quite upset and emotionally shutting down from stresses and annoyances, I received a nice call from T about it. And though I believe he’ll never be able to fully care or rather show his care in the way I need, it was nice that he made the effort.

"Lamu"...Michael W Smith

2008-12-01T17:54:00.000-06:00

"Here we are on a boat out on the sea
Off the coast of Africa
Heading for peaceful shores
With a cast of strangers
To an island hideaway
I hear you telling me
Of the place we soon will be
A rebirth from life's demise
Where the world is still--it's ideal
Anything you dream is real
It's Hotel Paradise
And you say it's nice(when you run to)

Lamu--far away
Leave the pain far behind you
Hoping it won't find you in
Lamu--far away
You say it's there that you can run
From the one inside of you

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la..."

I was looking forward to sleeping in on Thanksgiving morning but since the rents were requesting my company earlier than what I expected, I got myself up and arrived almost promptly at noon. It was scheduled to be a small Thanksgiving, as my sister was at her bf’s and Older Brother and his family were coming for Christmas instead. However, my dad had met an international student at work and learning that she had never been to an American house before, took the opportunity to invite her and a friend for the Thanksgiving meal (with Younger Brother and mine’s permission of course). While getting the house ready, I spoke again w/ AC who gloated about sitting on the beach, while I was freezing in the frozen tundra and wasting time til his rents flew in very late that evening. And then, it was time to go pick up the Chinese. My dad requested I come along, first because of my amazing ‘people and conversation skills’ ha and also in the case that Chinese’s girl’s friend was a female, he didn’t want them to feel uncomfortable.

After a couple of minutes sitting in the parking lot of the dorm, where Chinese girl lived – out came Chinese Girl and her friend, Chinese Boy. They seemed quite nice but quiet – understandably and for most of the ride back to the rent’s place – it was the Chinese people speaking Cantonese and my dad and I conversing about nonsense. Once we arrived at the rent’s my mom was in full effect with her overwhelming need to welcome and be hospitable. But dinner was soon served and for what it was, it was a good Thanksgiving day.

I was assuming that since they had been here for awhile – that they would have been a little more up to speed with the American culture. But I soon found out, while I was giving them a tour of the rent’s garage (ha) and explaining how the dishwasher worked, that it wasn’t the case. Chinese Girl spoke English well with only a few slip ups and not knowing some words, again understandable. Chinese Boy seemed a little less comfortable speaking, not necessarily out of shyness but that his English wasn’t as strong; often looking to Chinese Girl to translate what he was trying to say.

Dinner was good with the traditional fixings and entertaining, watching the Chinese friends try certain foods for the first time and certain pops/sodas for the first time. While we watched and listened to Chinese Boy slurp his food, including peas, ha – we learned much about their backgrounds and the Chinese culture. I know little but found it interesting: to know that Chinese Girl went to a school with 70 classmates and one teacher, that she lived in a northern area where pets were not allowed, she was an only child and was majoring in Politics. Chinese Boy grew up in a ‘small town’ in China with only 5700 people, had a younger brother, dearly missed his dog and was majoring in Engineering. Neither had been to the US before and both had arrived at the end of August, knowing no one. I was very impressed.

Throughout the meal and dessert, we also learned: that the paintings my parents purchased while in Korea, were actually written in Chinese (which isn’t unusual, I guess?), that they had never tried Root Beer and strongly disliked it, along w/ Pumpkin pie – which they also thought tasted like Root Beer (I gave them reassurance that they are both gross, as I don’t like them either, ha) and that Chinese Boy was heading back to China for the holidays, while Chinese Girl wouldn’t be going back until Christmas of 09. They both informed us a little of the Chinese culture regarding the ‘year (as in the snake, mouse, etc), traditions in China for the New Year celebration and schooling in China vs schooling here. Chinese Girl even made a joke, a funny one about the Koreans and apparently ‘our’ lower intellects, ha.

It was a good time, learning and talking with our Chinese friends, so much though – that I asked my dad if we could invite Chinese Girl for the holiday (as she wouldn’t have anywhere to go), we’ll see… After my dad dropped them off, we spent the day either napping or watching TV. I love those Thanksgivings! As I was about to leave, it seemed the rents were afraid it was too early and conned me into staying with more food and some quality TV watching time; a definite rare occasion for my dad! I left about 10 hours later with a fully belly, grateful for good parents, good food and a good Thanksgiving.

"You Remind Me"...R Kelly

2008-12-01T17:27:00.000-06:00

"...You remind me of my jeep, I wanna ride it
Something like my sound, I wanna pump it
Girl you look just like my cars, I wanna wax it
And something like my bank account
I wanna spend it, baby

It's something about your love that's got me going crazy
Baby, you know I want you real bad
And girl I really like your freaky style
How can I be down with you?
So get a little closer to my ride
I wanna get to know you lady
And hip me up on how to get inside you
Listen, pretty baby..."

Tuesday night was quiet and slow yet slightly interesting. I took a trip downtown to the library so I could check out the PostSecret exhibit. After finally finding the place, meanwhile having another riveting and entertaining conversation w/AC – I found I had to pay to park. What bull – for a public library, really? Even so, again, after finally figuring out how to get into the exhibit (which in case you’re interested, you actually have to enter the library itself) I submersed myself among the anonymous postcards filled with secrets. I found that after reading many of them, it wasn’t so uplifting then depressing, reading about peoples thoughts and secrets about affairs, divorce, abortion, etc. A couple were funny and more light hearted but walking around the very quiet exhibit left me feeling a bit down. Doesn’t matter anyways because as soon as I paid and left, I got myself lost again, trying to navigate myself back to my place. It’s sad when the exhibit you are seeing is in the same city in which you live, yet you still end up going outside your city, around and then back through the city to get back to your place. What a waste of gas! Ha (as a sad side note, I had printed out directions to get back to my place but once I was on the one way street, I was too overwhelmed to pull over and read them)

Thank goodness it was a short week last week! Wed was Friday and since it was a day before a holiday, our work lets us out an hour and a half early, paid and without using vacation, wahoo. Ha I would normally use the time to get back to my place and take a long snoozer but since L-Y had texted, requesting that I let her dog out and then later that evening, pick her up from the airport (the lucky gal went to Vegas, ha) – I thought I’d head right to her place.

L-Y had texted informing me of where the key was left. I found the key but was unable to get into the house. Poor L-Y’s dog – was completely befuddled and going krazy as to why I was there, why L-Y was not and why I could not get into her place. After 15 minutes of trying in the mild yet still chilly temps, I contacted her roommate, who had left the key. We spoke and after discussing my issue w/ the key, I started to feel like an idiot. I know how to open doors w/ keys, have done it many times before, yet this key would not budge! I took a breather to compose myself and fill up with gas and went back to try again. Again, no such luck and now, I have an hour and a half to spare til L-Y arrives in. I had already spent over an hour in traffic (which I’m sure was due to the holiday), and wasn’t about to go back in it – only to drive away within minutes to pick her up. So, after advising the roommate that I wasn’t able to get in – I headed to the rents place, who live only minutes from the airport. Thankfully, I received a text from the roommate stating that the other roommate was on her way back and the stir krazy dog would be let out.

While drifting off, AC called again and for the next hour, we joked about life and all and then I was off for a good, short but very well needed nap. I picked up L-Y at the very busy airport, seriously wondering what my problem was with the key. When I handed L-Y the key and started updating her with my moronic skills if that, to open a door – she informed me that the roommate had left the incorrect key. It was her sister’s house key. Whew – thank goodness, I am not that silly after all! (other than yes, getting lost in my own city the previous night), ha. For the duration of that night, while L-Y prepared a yummy dinner – we caught up from the past days, including the wedding and her trip. I had originally been invited to go along on trip but instead used my ticket to visit T out west and thankfully so. From the updates I heard, it sounded that the trip to Vegas wasn’t the usual and was moreso a ‘family’ trip w/ Chicago Girl’s mom and sister, gambling fools and Chicago Girl – who wanted to be in bed by 11, ha. I’m glad I used a ticket for out west instead of that! ha

"The Struggle Within"...Metallica

2008-11-25T18:07:00.002-06:00

"Reaching out for something you've got to feel
while clutching to what you had thought was real

kicking at a dead horse pleases you
no way of showing your gratitude
so many things you don't want to do
what is it? what have you got to lose

what the hell
what is you think you're gonna find?
hypocrite
boredom sets into the boring mind
struggle within it suits you fine
struggle within your ruin
struggle within you seal your own coffin
struggle within the struggling within

home is not a home it becomes a hell
turning it into your prison cell
advantages are taken, not handed out
while you struggle inside your hell..."

FW: Thanksgiving

Just think...if the Indians had given the Pilgrim Fathers a donkey instead of a turkey we would all be having a piece of a** for Thanksgiving

Fw: TURKEY STORY

One year at Thanksgiving, my mom went to my sister's house for the traditional feast. Knowing how gullible my sister is, my mom decided to play a trick. She told my sister that she needed something from the store. When my sister left, my mom took the turkey out of the oven. She removed the stuffing, stuffed a Cornish hen, inserted it into the turkey, and re-stuffed the turkey. She then placed the bird(s) back in the oven. When it was time for dinner, my sister pulled the turkey out of the oven and proceeded to remove the stuffing. When her serving spoon hit something, she reached in and pulled out the little bird. With a look of total shock on her face, my mother exclaimed, 'Patricia, you've cooked a pregnant bird!'

At the reality of this horrifying news, my sister started to cry. It took the family two hours to convince her that turkeys lay eggs!

Yep..................SHE'S BLONDE!

"Losing My Religion"...R.E.M

2008-11-24T19:12:00.001-06:00

"Life is bigger
It’s bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I’ve said too much
I set it up

That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I’m
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I’ve said too much
I set it up..."

The high note from Sunday was that the home football team won, yay!

The low note from Sunday: was my mood. Sat after the wedding, while driving back I received an IM via mobile phone from T. After several back and forth, he advised he didn’t want to chat. In a normal circumstance, I would have let it go and gone about my night. But I too, was also upset, confused and hurting and wanted to speak w/ someone for comfort. Maybe my reaction was harsh or maybe I was fed up also, being the mood I was in – but I advised that maybe the friendship should just cease. Of course I received an IM back and later a text with some hasty and frustrated words, ending with the ‘now be gone’. I didn’t reply but just laid in bed, upset and sad about my previous thoughts and now worse off with the last text received.
Sunday, despite my desires to want to text or call – to see how T was doing, knowing he was frustrated and stressed, I let it go – thinking of what it might start and what cans would be open. I didn’t have the energy to argue, didn’t want to rehash my feelings and didn’t just want to go through the motions again. And so, I didn’t contact him but instead prayed.
I received a text late last night/early this morning from T – a random statement, I’m not sure what to do with. So as it stands, I’m still working on the best decision for me and have not replied to the text.

Another low note of Sunday: it started off fun, hanging out w/ WB – drinking and eating at the what used to be T and I’s favorite restaurant/bar. But after an hour or so, WB advised that he was leaving, (I was going with, as he had picked me up) as he needed to see a movie and have relations w/his gf – as it had been a week, due to her family in town. I wasn’t interested in divulging my feelings or articulating my concerns from the weekend but I needed a little more uplifting then listening to his random stories from the past week and getting little reply about anything with me. Again, maybe I was down or maybe I was just in a bad mood, but decided to take it in stride, head back to my place and feel bad for myself, ha.

Since I was already down and out from not hearing from T and being ‘abandoned’ by WB, I thought it’d be the perfect time to watch one of the shows I’d been saving, about dogs in shelters. It did the trick, not necessarily uplifting my spirits but taking my mind off my issues, and allowing me to be sad – but over neglected dogs, not me.

"U + Ur Hand"...Pink

2008-11-24T18:45:00.002-06:00

"...I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really want to mess with me tonight
Just stop and take a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
Cause you know it's over
Before it began
Keep your drink just give me the money
It's just you and your hand tonight..."

FW: Weddings

When I was younger I hated going to weddings.
It seemed that all of my aunts and the grandmotherly types used to come up to me, poke me in the ribs and cackle, telling me, 'YOU'RE NEXT'.

They stopped that sh*t after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

"Wishin' And Hopin"...Ani DiFranco

2008-11-24T18:42:00.000-06:00

"Wishin', and hopin', and thinkin', and prayin',

Planning and dreamin' each night of his charms.

That won't get you into his arms

So if your're looking for love you can share

All you gotta to is hold him, and kiss him, and love him,

And show him that you care.

Show him that you care, just for him.

Do the things that he likes to do.

Wear your hair just for him, 'cause,

You won't get him, thinkin' and a prayin',

Wishin' and hopin'..."

Sat morning, of course I over slept my alarm, an hour to be exact. But it still worked itself out, even after brushing off the first snowfall I’d seen (I was out of town the technical first snowfall, yay) – I got to the mall, purchased the last items I needed, along with the gift and was back 20 minutes before I had to actually get ready for the wedding. Along the way and back, I had a good conversation w/ AC – lightening my stressed mood, as I am adept to when weddings are involved, arg.

After I was ready, amped up in the newly purchased dress and old shoes that killed my feet, I picked up Ms K, my date and we headed off to the ceremony. Minus the communion (which I am not a fan of at weddings) and the groom making a complete arse of himself – as he stood in front of the congregation mimicking the singer and giving air hi-fives to his groomsmen (seriously – as the ceremony was still going!), the ceremony went fine and the bride – K*Bliss looked lovely in her very long dress and veil that equaled the length.

When we arrived at the reception, it was nice that they had hors devours to serve as it was quite some time before the food arrived and with an open bar, things could get ugly (and entertaining!) ha. I was seated next to Ms K and an old high school classmate of mine, so it was good to say hi, catch up and share some laughs – though he seemed to think he was funnier than what he was but I still gave him some polite laughs, ha. When the wedding party finally arrived, the semi-okay what seemed to be boxed food was served and the reception/party was beginning. With that meant the speeches from the maid of honor, L-Y and the 2 best men (yes 2- and even better, he only allowed his wife to have 1 maid of honor so as not to outshine his best men – pfff but with 20 groomsman and bridesmaids, it didn’t really matter anyways!). L-Y started off shaky, as we weren’t sure if she was crying or nervous or what was going on but ended up okay, with some laughs and chuckles and not being mean towards the groom – whom she severely detests. Again, the 2 best men and the brother all managed to make arses of themselves again whether with it was their frat boy chuckles about rather stupid drunken stories or statements like they weren’t surprised that the groom had managed to pick up another blonde on the street (those words are verbatim!), they stood up there laughing while the rest of the visitors either gasped in disbelief or sat with their mouths open.

The rest of the evening, we danced to the live band, caught up w/the L-Y, her parents and other random people I semi-knew and sat, watching others greet and dance with each other. It was supposed to be the ‘event of the year’ with the maid of honor detesting the groom, the bride to be – ecstatic about her princess day and the fratboyish groom who’s never sober. But with those things considered, the wedding was more fun than expected, less dramatic than what I anticipated and it seemed that the bride was still krazy ecstatic about being a princess. And in the end, I guess that is all that matters.

"I'm Yours Lord"...Brenda Lee

2008-11-24T17:48:00.000-06:00

"Hey, I'm yours Lord
Everything I've got
Everything I am
Everything I'm not.I
'm yours Lord
Try me now and see
See if I can be
Completely yours.

My life and my love
You hold in your hand
And I'll gladly devote
And enjoy your command.
Now, I know it's not much
Your gift to repay
But its all that I got
And it's all I can say..."

Friday was most frustrating. Since my co-worker was out Friday, it meant I was covering for her – which always sucks. But even so, after the long annoying day, I set out to get myself a new phone and other items. It seems me and cell phones haven’t worked out well lately. After breaking my archaic phone, I’ve been borrowing L-Y’s phone, who’s been kind enough to let me use her old one, so I have means of communication. But it’s been most frustrating, not having my phone book/contacts, having to answer unknown numbers (which were most likely in my contacts list but not hers) or replying blindly to texts, again not knowing the numbers. And, as most people who have cell phones, your phone is your phone – w/the personalization, contacts, etc in it. I haven’t felt like I’ve had a phone in ages, so I was excited to say the least that the new phone, that I had long been awaiting was finally out in stores and that I would have a cell phone again to call my own.

At the store, I ended up with a sales guy, one that T and I had had this past year, while looking at phones. The display for the new phone had only 2 actual phones that came out, so I had to wait in line. The sales guy advised that they had already sold out and that shipping would start early Dec. I was bummed already. But, after I waited my turn, I played around with the new phone and found myself even more bummed. It’s a touch screen but not applicable to long nails. As vain as it is, I refuse to cut my nails for a phone but thought that I could maybe get used to it, since there were different screens – with bigger keys. However, the more I played around with it, the more frustrated I became. Maybe because I know nothing about technology and Blackberries but navigating myself from one screen to another had me confused right there, let alone the different options and specs of the model was too much.

I felt overwhelmed and wanted assistance from someone I trusted, and who else to call but T. Unfortunately, T was working and even more unfortunate, the phone I was borrowing from L-Y was not out of battery, arg – which meant there was no way for me to get a hold of him but to use the phones in the store. I left to take a breather at the nearby bulls eye store, came back to the store – and started texting from one phone to another to T – asking for the opinion. I knew, having spoke w/him earlier – that he was in favor of the new phone and even though he’s one of a gazillion who has the new ‘fun phone’ – he said there were options not even available on his phone, that this phone had. Even so, after a very long painful process, I ended up with the phone I had purchased earlier this year w/T. At the end of the ordeal, I felt good about my selection. The phone still was touch screen, had options I liked, most importantly was user friendly to me and only had 2 downfalls, which I decided I could live with. I spoke w/ T about it later, while driving to the mall – on my new cell. Honestly, I felt a little guilty for not purchasing the new arrived phone because I knew T had put a lot of research in it and also, I had waited for so long for it. But with that said, if I can’t text or input on it, the cell is no good for me.

After my long night at the cell store, I was off to the mall to purchase a dress or anything else I could find for the wedding Sat. The mall was another long process, which in hindsight was really because I wasn’t in the mood to shop and definitely not in the mood to shop for a wedding and in my indecisive mode, where the smallest decision was taking too much brainpower. But in the end, I drove away at mall close time with a dress, something to wear over and fanatic as I realized I forgot to purchase other important items, most important being the wedding gift and the crabby with the realization I had to go back to the mall the next morning; no sleeping in for me! arg…. It hadn’t been a good day but at least I had a cell phone!

"This Kiss"...Faith Hill

2008-11-24T17:30:00.000-06:00

"...It's the way you love me
It's a feeling like this
It's centrifugal motion
It's perpetual bliss
It's that pivotal moment
It's, ah, impossible
This kiss, this kiss
Unstoppable
This kiss, this kiss

Cinderella said to Snow White
How does love get so off course
All I wanted was a white knight
With a good heart, soft touch, fast horse
Ride me off into the sunset
Baby I'm forever yours..."

Lots of nothing has been going on since last Thursday. Thursday night, I left work to meet up w/ the fam – at a restaurant/bar close to me. Kind of odd, since the rents rarely frequent my uptown neighborhood but it was definitely nice to see them out and even better to see them sipping on beer when I arrived; an extreme rareity, ha. My sister had set up a dinner in the area, as she will be out west visiting her bf’s family for the upcoming holiday and wanted to have a meal altogether. So there sat the rents, Younger Brother, my sister and her bf. It was actually pretty fun and entertaining, especially after the day I had had.

Thursday and the previous day, my company decided to lay off more people. It’s always a dreadful time as you see your friends/co-workers being walked out, wondering if you’re the next, not knowing who and how many have been laid off. So goes the economy but seeing this occur almost 8 times, it’s never easy and always scary and upsetting. Needless to say, I had myself 2 beers that night w/ the fam along w/some sketchy food.

Afterwards, my dad, Younger Brother, sister and her bf came to my place to pick up some random items I had, that needed to get out of my place – including a large do-it-yourself treadmill, similar to a Nordictrack. Since they were already there and were much braver than I, I had them scope out my place, looking for mice, any droppings or signs that they or it was still there. Thankfully, no signs of any living creature showed up and per my dad, they probably were never there or if they were – not even long enough to leave remnants, yay!

Later that evening, I was to get together w/WB but w/the 2 beers in me, a long day at work – I was so tuckered, I took a cat nap – as WB was calling for plans. It worked out in the end, as he had prior obligations and so, I headed to bed, ready to rest up.

"IZ U"...Nelly

2008-11-19T19:43:00.004-06:00

"She said iz u iz or you ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't

She said iz you iz or iz u ain't
Gon' give me a ride
She said iz that 'chu wit the lamborgini
Iz that yo car parked outside
I said Yeah that's my car girl
And if you won't to you could go (go on)
But lemme know if its getting too late
And if not then I could catch me anotha..."

Some pics from out west...

from the first time, I headed out west - after helping move (I'm lookin kind of chubby :( )

I just like this one, ha

on the ferry boat...

ahhhh, Nanook - luv him!

I'm a sucker for brown eyes, ha