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Song of the day for March 31, 2010

2010-03-31T12:29:00.000-07:00

Today marks the 15 year anniversary of the death of Selena. So, in honor of her memory, one of my favorite songs (because pretty much every song I like is one of my favorites).

Missing My Baby - Selena

Song of the day for March 26, 2010

2010-03-26T16:07:00.000-07:00

This is the song of the day because no matter how hard I try, I can't get this song out of my head. Which is fine because I don't really want to anyway. Best song on Rated R. :)

Rude Boy by Rihanna

Song of the day for March 24, 2010

2010-03-24T15:21:00.001-07:00

I love this song. I can listen to it 50 times in a row.

Make Her Say by Kid Cudi featuring Kanye West and Common

Song of the day for March 14, 2010

2010-03-14T12:36:00.001-07:00

I freaking love the people at the Apple Store in Hillsdale Mall in San Mateo, CA. Why? Because they felt my pain of my super clean but wet iPhone. In fact, they gave me a 50% discount. All is right in my world again and it's really true. Baby Jesus loves us all.

So my song for today is Thank You by Dido.

Song of the day for March 13, 2010

2010-03-13T20:23:00.000-08:00

I am completely heart broken. I dropped my three day old iPhone into the washing machine by mistake.

So the song of the day is Taps.

Perhaps this is a bit dramatic for you non iPhone users. But once you have one, your life changes. I cannot imagine going back to a regular cell phone. Yes, after only 3 days.

So what do you do? Well according to one Apple Genius at the Apple Store in Hillsdale Mall in San Mateo, CA - you put it in a bowl of dry rice and let the rice absorb the water naturally. And if that doesn't work, the "good news" is I can buy a replacement iPhone for "only" $199. I guess the only real good news out of that statement is that I can upgrade my 8gb 3G iPhone with a 16gb or 32gb 3GS iPhone for $199. Because...everyone has $200 just laying around everywhere right?

Please pray to the Apple Gods, Jesus, Buddah, Allah, and whoever else is out there for the recovery of my iPhone.

And now, a moment of silence.

Songs of the Day for March 9, 2010

2010-03-09T09:17:00.000-08:00

Today is the 13th anniversary of Biggie's Death. To honor him, I'm posting two songs.

First, is obviously Juicy. If you don't have this in your music collection...shame on you.

Next is Nasty Girl which was released (I think) in 2007. One of my favorite songs. This should also be in your music library.

Song of the day for March 8, 2010

2010-03-08T16:22:00.000-08:00

This is quick because I'm lazy and haven't blogged for three weeks. I'd do the whole word of the day and all that shit...but no one reads my blog anyway and I'm out of work in 7 minutes. Woohoo!!!!

Song of the day for today is Say Something by Timbaland featuring Drake. Enjoy!!

Song of the day for Feb. 8, 2010

2010-02-08T22:59:00.000-08:00

Don't Mess With My Man by Nivea

Song of the day for Feb. 4, 2010

2010-02-04T11:01:00.000-08:00

OK, so clearly I have commitment issues even when it comes to blogging. Sorry.

I'm home sick. AGAIN. So I figured I'd do a quick little blog just to pop in and get it done for the day. Since I've been sick all week, I really don't have much worthwhile to discuss. Except that I think the latest season of Nip/Tuck is stupid. But that's not even really worth discussion.

So here it is. My song of the day for today is.....

The Doug Song from the movie Hangover. Why? Because it's awesome. That's why.

don't park here. ever. never ever.

2010-02-02T15:21:00.000-08:00

Watching: Tenn Cribs (no, I'm not a little bit jealous)
Eating: nothing
Drinking: water
Location: sick in bed
Quote of the Day: That orange bronzer looks good on your face but it would look better on my sheets. - Bobby Bottleservice
Dictionary Word of the Day: gelid
adjective; 1. Extremely cold; icy.

Only in San Francisco do I find things that I think are so friggin' cool that I have to share with you all. Well, not only in San Francisco. But primarily in San Francisco. This is just off Mississippi and 17th Ave.

Song of the day for Feb. 1, 2010

2010-02-01T21:30:00.000-08:00

Watching: Oprah
Eating: nothing
Drinking: Hi-C Orange
Location: sick in bed
Quote of the Day: I'm not a husband stealer. - Denise Richards
Dictionary Word of the Day: mondegreen
noun; 1. A word or phrase resulting from a misinterpretation of a word or phrase that has been heard.

If you know me, you know I love Ne-Yo. So it's only fitting I put Ne-Yo up here. :)

When You're Mad by Ne-Yo

Song of the day for Jan. 30, 2010

2010-01-30T22:24:00.000-08:00

Watching: 48 Hours Mystery
Eating: nothing
Drinking: about to chug some NyQuil
Location: in the comforts of my bed.
Quote of the Day: The opposite of consumption isn’t thrift—it’s generosity. -Raj Patel
Dictionary Word of the Day: rapacious
adjective; 1. Given to plunder; seizing by force. 2.Subsisting on prey. 3.Grasping; greedy.

Sorry, it's been awhile since I posted. I've been crazy busy. And now I'm getting sick. Hopefully not crazy sick.

Here's my song of the day.

Forever by Rascal Flatts

Song of the day for Jan. 24, 2010

2010-01-24T19:45:00.000-08:00

Watching: Paper Heart
Eating: nothing
Drinking: cranberry juice
Location: on my couch
Quote of the Day: It's all true. -Eddie Izzard
Dictionary Word of the Day: frangible
-adjective 1. Capable of being broken; brittle; fragile; easily broken.
Sentence of the day: I think everybody feels that way.

Another one of my favorite songs. Maybe I should just spend the next several days getting all those out??

Oh, and sorry I didn't post on Friday. I had full intentions of doing it Friday night after I came home from hanging out with friends. But then I got really drunk and went bowling until like 12:30. And then I didn't get home until 2:00. I was pretty sober by then, but it was Saturday. So it wasn't the same. And then of course I was sleeping off and on during the day yesterday just because I could and went and saw Eddie Izzard last night. Which was pretty f**king great, I must say.

Anyway....song of the day!!

Stellar by Incubus

Where I'll be tonight.

2010-01-23T10:00:00.000-08:00

Yay!!!

Song of the day for Jan. 21, 2010

2010-01-21T16:09:00.000-08:00

Watching: the seconds tick by seems like an hour in between each one
Eating: nothing
Drinking: Coca-Cola (with a smile)
Location: work
Quote of the Day: I think I'm going nuts. -unnamed coworker
Dictionary Word of the Day: bibelot
-noun 1.A small decorative object without practical utility; a trinket.
Sentence of the day: Lies!!!

I'm so excited for today's song of the day. One of my favorite songs. But be warned, I'll probably tell you that a lot. I have lots of favorite songs.

Here it is!! I LOVE THIS SONG!!! Although I don't think it was ever released as a single since there doesn't seem to be a music video for it.

Butterflies by Michael Jackson

Song of the day for Jan. 20, 2010

2010-01-20T13:37:00.000-08:00

Watching: the letters go across the monitor as I type
Eating: Bubble Mint gum
Drinking: nothing
Location: work
Quote of the Day: Be Yourself. Everyone else is taken. (Oscar Wilde)
Dictionary Word of the Day: lacuna
noun 1.A blank space; a missing part; a gap.
Sentence of the day: Why won't the power just go out already???

I love this song. No, I hate this song. I just don't know how I feel about this one.

Tik Tok - by Ke$ha

Song of the day for Jan. 19, 2010

2010-01-19T12:15:00.000-08:00

Watching: The sun shining brightly even though this storm is supposed to be horrendous.
Eating: nothing
Drinking: water
Location: work
Quote of the Day: Call me Mr. Flintstone, I can make your bed rock. - Young Money
Dictionary Word of the Day: perambulate
intransitive verb;
1.To walk about; to roam; to stroll; as, "he perambulated in the park."transitive verb: 1.To walk through or over.2.To travel over for the purpose of surveying or inspecting.
Sentence of the Day: No, I don't know who Eddie Izzard is.

And today's song of the day is................

Pants on the Ground by General Larry Platt. (I figured I'd better jump on the band wagon since I've been singing this song since last week anyway.)

Song of the day for Jan. 18, 2010

2010-01-18T09:27:00.000-08:00

Watching: the rain pour down outside from my desk at work
Eating: nothing
Drinking: water
Location: work
Quote of the Day: We're turning into white trash. - my coworker
Dictionary Word of the Day: ACCORD
-noun
1. To be in agreement or harmony; agree.
-transitive verb
1. To cause to conform or agree; bring into harmony.

Sentence of the Day: I'll let the gods know how you feel.

Good morning Blog people! So far today, I don't really have much to say. Still in need of some creativity. But how about a song of the day instead? I love music. It's a necessity in my life. I think maybe if I give you a song of the day, that might encourage my to blog more. Song of the day is....(drum roll please)

Two Occasions by The Deele. I love this song. I couldn't even tell you how old it is, but as you can see from the video, it's gotta be from the 80's....right? Aside from the video, the song is timeless. I hope you love it as much as I do.

I need creativity

2010-01-10T12:53:00.001-08:00

Watching: my collegiate career flash before my eyes
Eating: nothing
Drinking: water
Location: in my bed but not far enough under the covers
Quote of the Day: You know what? You’re excluded from dinner, then. You’re excluded from Surf-and-Turf Night. You’re excluded from Ravioli Night. You’re excluded from Chicken-Cutlet Night. - Mike "The Situation" Sorrentino
Dictionary Word of the Day: ONUS OH-nuhs
- noun
1. a burden; an obligation; a disagreeable necessity.
-noun
1. a: A stigma. b: blame
-noun
1. The burden of proof.
Sentence of the Day: Toodaloo muthafuckalalalalalalalalalalala!!

Alright, so obviously my resolution to blog daily is down the shitter. I haven't been able to because of time constraints, lack of a topic (or lack of a topic I wish to discuss), or just quite simply...lack of motivation.

Just a little bit ago I was surfing Facebook. Looking at friends of friends and so on and so forth. One of these friends of friends has a blog so I checked it out. He hasn't blogged in months, but I thought the concept was pretty cool. And therefore, I plan to try to incorporate his idea into mine.

The beginning of his blogs all list the following:

Watching:
Eating:
Drinking:
Location:
Quote of the Day:
Dictionary Word of the Day:
Sentence of the Day:

So yeah, I think that's cool. And I'm going to do it. Actually, I guess you could say I'm stealing it because I didn't ask him if it was cool to do it. But I don't know this guy. He's friends of a guy I went to high school with....so yeah....OK, I'm a stealer.

ANYWAY -

that's really all I have to blog about at this particular moment in time. Unless you can tell me the answers to these algebra questions.

1. A cellular phone company offers a contract for which the cost C, in dollars, of t minutes of telephoning is given by C=.025(t-300)+53.95, where it is assumed that t is greater than or equal to 300 minutes. What times will keep costs between $95.70 and $122.20?

2. Solve by elimination method.
5x+6y=1
10x+12y=2
What is the solution of the system?
a. The solution is ____ (type an ordered pair. Use integers or fractions for any numbers is the expression.)
b. There are infinitely many solutions.
c. There is no solution.
3. Soybean meal is 14% protein; cornmeal is 7% protein. How many pounds of each should be mixed together in order to get 280-lb. mixture that is 9% protein?

there are a lot of stories in photos

2010-01-06T18:18:00.000-08:00

Alright, so here's the deal. I'm going through some stuff in my life that I care not to blog about. As a result of that, I have no motivation to take pictures of anything. Instead, maybe I'll Google something cool and share it with you here like I did for yesterday's post. So with that being said, here is my picture of the day. I won't tell you what I put in to Google to find it, but I'll just let you have your own interpretation. However, I think it's really interesting considering what I typed in to Google to find it. If I could find this in a print in a store, I most likely would buy it framed and display it in my home.

my new point of view

2010-01-05T20:03:00.001-08:00

20/20 List

2010-01-04T10:00:00.000-08:00

20/20 List

Very simple. Of course, I stole the idea from Danielle*. C'mon. Do you really think I have an ounce of originality? HA!

OK, so here goes.

20 things that are awesome:
1. Applebee's new "under 550 calories" menu. Because it's good stuff under 550 calories.
2. Old Navy "The Dreamer" boot cut jeans because they are a little stretchy, but not too stretchy. And the front panel slims the tummy. What girl doesn't love that?
3. My iPod because quite simply, I cannot function without it. Seriously.
4. DirecTV because it's everything that Dish Network isn't.
5. Water because it helps fill your tummy, is good for you, if you drink enough it purifies your skin, and because of every other reason that we need water. Water rocks.
6. Gmail because I can sort all my email and pull up stuff that people said 6 months ago if I feel like pulling the bullshit card.
7. Giraffes. Because they're awesome. That's why.
8. Skype because I can talk to my best friend face to face even though she's some odd thousands of miles away.
9. Facebook because I can laugh at people without doing it to their faces.
10. Texting because I hate talking on the phone.
11. Danny because he has my back.
12. Work because as much as it sucks sometimes, it's somewhere to go during the day.
13. Stephenie Meyer because she wrote the Twilight Saga and I love love love it.
14. Jay-Z because he's a lyrical genius.
15. The San Francisco Bay Area because as much as I hate it sometimes, I don't want to live anywhere else.
16. Audio books because I don't always have an attention span long enough to read.
17. Jersey Shore because guidos are just awesome and nonexistent on the west coast.
18. Military people because they do shit I know I'd never be brave enough to do.
19. Bear Naked Vanilla Almond Crunch granola because it's yummy.
20. Play Station 3 because not only can I play video games, I can also watch DVD's, Blu-Rays, chat with friends, and surf the internet on it (if I need to).

20 things that are not so awesome:
1. The war. Bring home our troops.
2. Obama for misleading me. (although, he IS a politician and still the better option)
3. The San Francisco Bay Area because as much as I love it, it's too damn expensive to live here.
4. MTV for never playing music videos.
5. Dishes because they don't wash themselves.
6. Worms, slugs, snails, snakes...anything that slithers because it's gross.
7. Dish Network because it's retarded.
8. Flip flops in the rain for obvious reasons.
9. The fact that my dad never answers his phone.
10. The fact that I've lost the majority of my friends because I moved to the other side of the Bay.
11. UFC because there are two pay per views in the month of February. Neither of which I feel are pay per view worthy. But I'll be getting them regardless.
12. School because it's not as easy as I hoped it would be.
13. When I don't put the clothes away right away because they get wrinkled.
14. Farmville because I spent like an hour harvesting, plowing, and replanting only for it to not be saved for some crazy reason.
15. People that don't control their children....because they don't control their children.
16. Andrew on The Real World DC because I can't stand his face.
17. How slow people drive on The Peninsula. Seriously...wtf??
18. Motorcycles because they scare the hell out of me.
19. Prawns because when they're uncooked then kinda gray and I don't like that.
20. Half hour lunches at work because, really, what's the point?

* Danielle had a 50/50 list. I prefer 20/20. :)

OMG, I heart Applebee's

2010-01-03T17:38:00.000-08:00

As you may recall, one of my resolutions is to lose weight. I've been doing really well in saying no to my favorite foods. And saying no to...well...just about everything.

Today was the ultimate challenge. Lunch with Nini and Danny at Applebee's. When Applebee's was mentioned to me, I immediately thought of a big fat burger with bacon and cheddar cheese and bbq sauce. mmmm..and french fries.....and a Dr. Pepper.

NO.

I am really trying to do this for real. OK, what are my options?

And then I saw this:

Marinated chicken breast grilled and topped with roasted red peppers, portobello mushrooms, Dijon sauce, and aged cheddar cheese. Served with steamed herb potatoes and seasonal vegetables.

Amazing. So much food I couldn't even eat it all. And the best part? The entire plate of food is only 450 calories.

Amazing. I love Applebee's.

I have bad luck with iPods

2010-01-03T17:30:00.000-08:00

I know. I forgot to blog yesterday. I know, I know. The second day of the New Year and I already missed a day. Sorry! This one makes up for yesterday.

The picture is Danny's brand spanking new iPod. No. Not the one I got him for Christmas. A brand spanking new one. Less than 4 hours old. Why?

Because iPods don't like me. I have a magnet for defective iPods. I probably should stop talking about it so that my iPod doesn't go bad on me. Although, I did have a really bad day with it.

So..I bought Danny an 8gb 5th generation iPod Nano for Christmas. All was fine and dandy until last night. The entire screen went white and there was nothing to change it. I restored....no help.

I panicked because I couldn't find the receipt. I just had it on Wednesday. WTF did I do with it? So I went online to the Best Buy Reward Zone thing and printed my reward thing hoping that would suffice as a receipt. Surprisingly it did.

At Best Buy, I told the woman behind the counter what was going on and all we had to do was go get a new one and bring it back. Woohoo!! So moral of the story, Best Buy is awesome. And don't let me go to the store and select an iPod off the shelf because I will select the only one that is defective.

Happy New Year!!

2010-01-01T12:26:00.000-08:00

Since one of my resolutions is to blog every day, I thought I would share this with you as a kick off to the new year. For the record, I do have the coolest son ever. :) Enjoy!

New Year's Resolutions

2009-12-26T22:24:00.001-08:00

Typically, I only have one New Year's Resolution. And that is to not give in to having a New Year's Resolution. I have this issue with going with the standard of everything. Literally everything. Not to say that I am a difficult person and fight against everything because that's not me either. I just don't believe that I should believe in something or do something because everyone else does. ANYWAY.... I never have a New Year's Resolution. But this year I have a few.

1. to actually blog every day. There's always something for me to blog about. I just get too lazy. You should hear about what happened on Tuesday on my lunch. That was pretty fucking funny.

2. Lose a tremendous amount of weight. Seriously. I'm so over this whole tired walking up the stairs thing. I'm doing it for real this time. And I'm not even waiting for New Year's. I made a conscious decision weeks ago and for the most part have been doing well. Except for yesterday and today of course (tons of left overs).

3. I'm going to really evaluate my life and figure out what I plan to do for the rest of it. This of course will be an ongoing thing that will literally take the rest of my life to do. I need to start thinking about myself. I lack majorly in that.

4. I want to become a full fledged runner by the end of the year. No, I don't expect to run a marathon is 3 hours, but I would like to be able to run at least 25% of the Nike Run Like A Girl half marathon in October next year.

5. I AM going to see Danielle next year. Whether she likes it or not.

And that its all I have for now. So even if I don't blog for the rest of this week, you will see me here January 1st.

Merry Christmas

2009-12-26T21:48:00.001-08:00

Brittney: "Hey James, I bet you can't fit 7 dinner rolls in your mouth at once and then swallow them all without the assistance of a drink!"

James: "How much?"

Jessica: "I got $5."

Me: "HAHA! You'll never do it. I'll give you $50 if you do it."

James: "Let's do it!!"

And now I'm out $50.

New Moon!!

2009-11-21T14:23:00.000-08:00

Was amazing!! I loved it. I can't wait to see it 500 more times. Seriously!

Anyway, here's my photo blog for the day. Took the pic this morning at the theater while waiting for New Moon.

Esteban Ochocinco iPhone App

2009-11-19T19:27:00.000-08:00

OK, so I follow a lot of people on Twitter. Including Chad Johnson aka Chad Ochocinco aka Esteban Ochocinco. This morning he was tweeting about his iPhone app. And I'm thinking, "wtf does he have an app for?". So I went to iTunes on my iPod and checked it out. And it's pretty funny. So I bought it. And I think you should too. It doesn't disappoint for $0.99.

As a result, I have a little itty bitty crush on him. Do I think he's hot? umm..no. Although, I was watching the videos on this app and in one he was kind enough to show his chest and abs. Not bad, not bad. But I think he's pretty damn funny. And because I that, I think I have an itty bitty crush.

Niiiiinnnnneeeerrrrsss!!

2009-11-18T19:07:00.000-08:00

So James' birthday was a couple weeks ago. My friend Sami always makes cakes for everyone. I'm not a huge fan of cake, but I am a huge fan on fondant.

And this is allll minnnnneeeee. :)

these are a few of my favorite things

2009-11-17T13:57:00.000-08:00

*chocolate covered pretzels
*a good book
*a stamp that is self stamping (I'm not really into having ink pad ink all up and down my arm)
*hand sanitizer
*lotion
*Yes To Carrots C Me Smile Lip Butter
*Post It Notes

about me. times 100 (if I make it that far)

2009-11-17T09:00:00.000-08:00

1. It's 9:07 pm and I feel like it's 2 am.
2. Getting old is not cool.
3. I should be watching Desperate Housewives right now instead of doing this.
4. I'm going to set this blog to post sometime tomorrow because I blogged twice today.
5. But I hadn't posted for almost a month prior to the two today.
6. Apparently I have commitment issues.
7. I love love love giraffes.
8. If I could find a way to cheat in my online math classes, I totally would.
9. I stole this idea from Danielle, who stole it from this blog.
10. I bought lime green flannel sheets on Friday night and I absolutely love them.
11. I'm addicted to Farmville on Facebook.
12. And Cafe World.
13. And Happy Aquarium. I know. All three are pathetic.
14. I lied to my friend and told her I was going to read the Twilight series again this week because I really just wanted her to give me my book back so I could see all four books sitting in order on my shelf.
15. My bowling average is 108. Which is actually really good for me.
16. I know that because I'm in a league on Monday nights.
17. I really hate shopping. It makes me really angry and cranky.
18. I have a hand bag addiction.
19. Last week I was so cold I went to sleep in my robe and gloves. It was the best night of sleep I'd had in awhile.
20. I can fall asleep any time any where.
21. My job is really boring.
22. In the last week I've decided that Tori Spelling is friggin' awesome.
23. I've had the same hair brush for about 5 years.
24. I quit doing this last night because I decided to watch Ghost Adventures instead.
25. I still plan on setting it up to post at a later date though. Just because.
26. I'm sneaking at work right now doing this.
27. I'm wearing a sweater today that I think is really ugly. But it's warm so I don't care.
28. When I'm at work, I steal another company's wifi for my iPod.
29. I need to lose weight but I hate dieting.
30. I'm thinking about buying that stuff at GNC that the Kardashians take.
31. No, I don't expect to look like a Kardashian if it works.
32. Sometimes I can't read my own writing.
33. I took one year of Spanish and one year of French in high school. That was the beginning of my commitment issues.
34. I always have Purel in my purse, on my desk, and in the bathroom.
35. I keep looking out the window thinking I'll get the other 65 answers for this.
36. I love Jay-Z's music.
37. I think he's the best rapper ever....maybe even better than Tupac.
38. I feel like I should never say that since I'm from the west coast. (sorry)
39. I wish Temple would blog again.
40. I think that Kanye West is a musical genius.
41. But I also think he's a douche bag.
42. I rarely log on to MySpace anymore.
43. mmm...Dr. Pepper.
44. I recently discovered the brand Yes To Carrots and I like the C Me Smile Lip Butter better than Burt's Beeswax.
45. That's a big deal because I've been a huge advocate of Burt's Bees for years.
46. I've had the misfortune of learning that most of the people I work with don't wash their hands after using the rest room.
47. I really want to dye my hair a dark brown. Mostly because I'm pretty sure I'd never have to dye it again if I did.
48. But then I think that if I do, I'll fall into the crowd.
49. But I truly do not like attention on me anyway.
50. I'd like to know what the point of unsubscribing to emails is, because no one ever honors it anyway.
51. I really hope that Forrest Griffin beats Tito Ortiz's ass on Saturday night.
52. I have to hurry up and rush home from San Ramon after seeing New Moon on Saturday to watch UFC 106 because I like to Twitter and watch UFC at the same time.
53. I have a couple hundred followers on Twitter, but only 15 on Blogger.
54. I think my blog is way cooler that my tweets, so I don't get why I have so few followers on it.
55. I can't believe I'm only at fiftyfuckingfive.
56. The owners of the company I work for refer to a Ford F-150 as a Redneck Cadillac. I think that's pretty funny.
57. But then again, wait.... if I was gonna buy a truck it might be a Ford F-150.
58. Actually, it wouldn't. I'll never buy a Ford again.
59. I don't think that Diddy is really a good rapper. He should stick to producing.
60. I've noticed that now that I'm working again, I watch the news again. Maybe I feel like since I'm working, I should once again care about what's going on in the world? hmmm...
61. One of my friends is always trying to get "the hook up" on something and it drives me crazy.
62. I have an addiction to make up. I have more eye shadows than I have dollars in my bank account.
63. I haven't worn 80% of the eye shadows because when I buy them, I forget that I'm not a professional make up artist. If I wear them, I'll look like a clown.
64. I am absolutely dying to go back to Vegas.
65. I really want my next Vegas trip to be girls only since the last time I went I was the only girl in the group.
66. I've always wished I had curly hair.
67. I'm thinking about making some Amish friendship bread soon. I haven't made it in months.
68. I wish I could cook as well as I can bake.
69. I think my days of Patron shots are over.
70. I've read more books in the last 4 months than I've read in the last 6 years combined.
71. I secretly like the Peninsula better than the East Bay. Even though my roots are in the East Bay.
72. I think my days of clubbing are over too.
73. Or maybe I just need to broaden my horizons.
74. Woohoo! Only 26 more to go.
75. I'd like to know why Lil' Wayne is on so many songs. I like him, but enough already.
76. My niece thinks Lil' Wayne is hot. I threw up in my mouth a little bit when she told me that.
77. I can't wait for Thanksgiving. I just wanna see everyone.
78. I will not be Black Friday shopping. Fuck that.
79. My skin is really sensitive. One time I had an allergic reaction to laundry soap and had to go to urgent care.
80. Then another time I had an allergic reaction to an antibiotic I was taking and wound up in ER on New Year's Money. Happy fucking New Year.
81. The only reason I'm looking forward to my company party for Christmas is because there will be an open bar.
82. I'm way over qualified for my job. But I took it because I really wanted to get back to work.
83. I have a black thumb. I kill all plants.
84. My favorite cereal is Oh's.
85. I'm not happy that Taco Bell took the 89 cent chicken randch gorditas away.
86. I still have an hour and 7 minutes left of work.
87. I have a mental breakdown when someone abruptly changes plans that involve me.
88. I need constant organization....
89. But my purse is a complete mess inside.
90. I love Bank of America because you get a picture of the check you deposit into the ATM on your receipt.
91. I chew so much of the brand 5 gum, that I feel they should give me some stock.
92. Mimi's Cafe has the best salads. I wish I was there right now.
93. Every morning after I shower, I have to turn the light on that goes down the stairs to my living room.
94. That's just one of my many OCD quirks.
95. I'm scared of raccoons.
96. I think that Ordinary People by John Legend is one of the best written songs I've ever heard.
97. I had the grossest ingrown finger nail about 3 weeks ago.
98. James and I have decided to spend $5 a week to win the lotto.
99. I truly believe it is my destiny to be rich. I've believed it for as long as I can remember. I just don't know how it will manifest.
100. When I'm alone and I need to fill up the gas tank, I use regular instead of premium. James tells me to use premium, but regular is cheaper.

iPod, for the first time I'm mad at you!

2009-11-16T14:40:00.001-08:00

Oh, so you say I still have 3.6 gigs open to add to my music, movies, photos, or apps that I so desperately need to get me through the day? That's interesting.

Then why do you also tell me this??

Thanks for nothing. Happy friggin' Monday to you too iPod. :(

where I'll be next Saturday

2009-11-15T20:26:00.001-08:00

made with love

2009-11-15T20:17:00.000-08:00

This past Friday I was doing homework when my son made me lunch. It's possible that he might be the next Bobby Flay.

He came up with this quesadilla with mushrooms. But he butters the tortilla before putting in the mushrooms and cheese. If that wasn't tasty enough, he opted to serve it with tangerine slices. Yeah. Tangerine slices. And it all came together really really well. It was hella good.

I don't know where he gets the culinary skills from because it surely isn't me. But I like it!

It's been a long time, I shouldn't of left you without a dope beat to step to

2009-10-25T12:26:00.000-07:00

Sorry I've been gone! As you know, I came up with this idea to do a photo blog a day. But....it didn't happen. So I'm starting fresh right now. I thought I'd try to make up for all the days lost, but that's about two weeks and it'll never happen.

I started my new job (woohoo!) a couple weeks ago. Between James hogging the laptop when I suddenly want to use it and me falling asleep at 8:00 or 8:30, it's been hard. But I'm ready to go.

So: here is my photo blog for Sunday, October 25th.

These pictures are actually from last Sunday, October 18th. As you know, I decided to once again partake in the Nike Women's Marathon in San Francisco. I did the half marathon. All for the beloved Tiffany's necklace.

This year I was planning on taking a pic of all the mile markers again, but I got bored with that around 10.

I was better prepared this year. And my better preparation consisted of my cool shoes and Dri Fit Socks. Nothing more. I didn't train. I got lazy. Again. BUT the shoes and Dri Fit Socks completely prevented any blisters (unlike last year) which therefore decreased my total time by about 19 minutes. :)

Of course, my name was once again displayed on the window at Nike Town.

As a result of this being my second year doing this, I am now addicted. I plan to register for next year as well. Anyone else wanna do it with me?

We can have $1250 delivered today

2009-10-11T21:18:00.000-07:00

Thank the Google Gods for a good spam filter on GMail. Because if these somehow got through to my inbox, I seriously might take my laptop out to the highest deck in my house and throw it into the back yard. What the picture doesn't show is that these are coming in every 12-17 minutes. In fact, another just came in!! And if this wasn't bad enough, my spam folder had over 130 of these earlier today.

the best $7.49 I ever spent (photo blog for Saturday)

2009-10-11T10:20:00.000-07:00

I have the driest itchiest skin on the planet. I have been on a mission for years trying to find a lotion that is not greasy, helps make my legs not so itchy, and has a nice smell to it.

I promise you I have tried just about everything that is stocked at Target, Wal-Mart, Bath and Body Works, The Body Shop, Safeway, and Walgreens. Nothing has worked.

Now my search is over. I bought this at Target last night and so far it is my favorite possession surpassing my iPod and my Coach. All because my legs stopped itching almost instantly from the minute I put it on, it smells nice, and my skin is soft and not greasy.

Those crazy uff da speakers are geniuses when it comes to lotion. Thank you Norwegians!

I'm addicted

2009-10-09T17:22:00.000-07:00

to the Belmont Library. I have gone there every day for the past four days. Why? Because there are soooo many books I want to read.

This year I have started approximately nine books. I have finished four. The four that I finished probably shouldn't even count because it's the four that make up the Twilight Saga.

Now I have these three books. And they're all due between October 29th through the 31st. What the hell am I gonna do??

7 (more) things (I hate about Miley Cyrus)

2009-10-08T22:18:00.001-07:00

I would like to know who's idea it was to give this skankzilla her own clothing line. Although, I really shouldn't be so surprised. After all, it is at Wal-Mart (click here!!!). No, I'm not saying that Wal-Mart is trashy. I'm just saying that a good amount of people that shop there are. However, people I know and myself are obviously excluded from that "good amount".

Feast your eyes on these amazing pieces.

I really wish I had the balls to take pictures of the clothes on the racks today when I went to Wal-Mart. I was just afraid that Miley Cyrus would pop out and sing Party in the USA and confiscate my camera.

all is quiet on the home front (photo blog)

2009-10-07T22:06:00.001-07:00

This is a picture of my inbox on my cell phone. I know it's a bit blurry, but you get the idea.

No messages.

OK, so maybe you probably are thinking "so?". But that means I didn't talk to my bff today.

So I just wanted to take the opportunity to say "hey hooker! i'll text you tomorrow!".

Belmont rocks

2009-10-06T16:22:00.000-07:00

Man, I love this little city I live in. At first I only liked it. That's because there's a lot of people with money here. And I don't have any.

But then Danny started school. And he has what I never had. An entire set of school books just for home. I know that might not be a big deal to most people because they didn't grow up in Hayward where we sometimes couldn't take the sadly outdated books out of the class room because there weren't enough for all the students.

Then today was the icing on the cake. I went to the Belmont Library to check out a book for my sociology final. After I got my new library card, I saw tons of CD's. Sweet! I kinda almost forgot that libraries have DVD's and CD's.

The Belmont library has an impressive catalog to say the least. The DVD's range from educational crap to Nip/Tuck, Queer As Folk, and Sex and the City.

The CD's are just as cool. I tried not to act like a kid in a candy store and grab everything I wanted. So here's what I came out with. :) Go Belmont and your high tax payers!!

WTF "101"

2009-10-06T15:54:00.000-07:00

As you know, I've been unemployed since February. Since then, I've gone to countless interviews with little to no luck. It's been a little hard on my ego.

Yesterday I had an interview at a company in South City (South San Francisco for you non Bay Area folks) with little hopes. I was just exhausted from going to so many interviews with nothing cool in return.

I was directed to sit in the conference room and the interviewer would be in shortly. I knew this was going to be a cool company because this was on the white board:

The interview went well, just like the others. So I didn't put any hope into it.

But today they called me and I got the job. Woohoo!!

And that concludes my photo blog of the day - for yesterday. :)

yay!! (photo blog)

2009-10-04T18:20:00.000-07:00

I love love love make up. Sometimes I buy eye shadows knowing they're not my color and I will probably never wear them. But then I think that maybe I'll learn how to do make up in a cool way and someday I'll be able to use them.

I just brought this home.

I got really excited when I went to Ulta and saw it because it looks even better in person than in the ad!

Here's the inside. oooohhh....ahhh.....

I am in love.

Ulta.com describes it as, "Find everything you need to create any look in one kit. Choose from pink, bronze or black. Kit includes: 32 eyeshadows, 12 lip colors, 6 cheek colors, 4 full size lipsticks, 2 mini lipglosses, 2 pot glosses, 2 shimmer powders, 2 eye shadow quads, 2 concealers, 2 dual ended liners, 2 brushes, train case with mirror and applicators."

If you want more to buy one, go here. The best part is it's only $25 or $20 if you have the $5 off coupon. :) Happy shopping!

Obama-ized

2009-10-03T21:17:00.000-07:00

There's a cool app on Facebook that lets you Obama-ize your pics.

And since I haven't done anything today that's cool enough for a photo blog, this is what you get.

I'll be leaving soon to go see Paranormal Activity. :)

Until tomorrow...

Paranormal Activity

2009-10-03T00:06:00.000-07:00

This is my ticket for two to see Paranormal Activity at the Metreon in The City tomorrow night.

Billed to be "the scariest movie ever", it better be good.

I'll let you on Sunday. If it's really scary, my photo blog will probably be of a pair of peed in pants.

PS, it's bullshit that this posted as Saturday. Because I didn't go to sleep yet, so it's still TECHNICALLY Friday night.

brotherly love

2009-10-01T22:20:00.001-07:00

As you know, Cameron moved last weekend. Tonight he called us asking to help him go shopping for some furniture. After an extensive amount of time spent at Ikea, we decided it was time to eat.

You'd think there would be a million restaurants down El Camino Real..considering in runs from somewhere north of San Francisco all the way down to San Diego. But no. There are a million bars.

As we were driving, we see the sign for Jack's Prime. I said, "Hey! Let's go there."

Cameron starts laughing and says his sister works there. And sure enough, she's working.

So we flip around, park, and go in. When she saw him she got all excited. It was cute. Anyway - we order our burgers and soda and talk for a little bit.

When we're done, she apologizes to us for not being about to get us a better discount. We laugh because we didn't come for the free food.

Our bill was $25.00 and some change. Cameron decided he wanted to tip her well. So he left a $100 bill in the bill thing and we walked out.

That is brotherly love. It made me smile to know that he did that for her. :)

The end.

ouch, that's gotta hurt

2009-09-30T22:06:00.000-07:00

Where do I start with this one...

Danny asked me if he could go to a friend's house after school today. They have a "skateboarding team" that consists of 3 or 4 kids with no competitors.

In order to get to pretty much anyone's house from ours, it requires going up a massive hill (in any direction). Danny has always walked up the hills with skateboard in hand or walking his bike.

Today, he decided to skateboard down one. Around 4:00 today, I get a phone call from him.

Danny: "Mom, can you come pick me up?"
me: "Where are you?"
Danny: "At the corner of Barclay and Monserat."
me: "Why do you need me to come get you? You're just down the street."
Danny: "Because I fell and I can hardly walk."
me: (thinking) fuck....
me: "OK, I'll be there in a minute."

I drive up the hill and see Danny sitting on the curb with his helmet on and his skateboard next to him. He gets up, walks to my car and throws his skateboard and helmet in the back seat then gets in next to me in the front seat. Immediately I scan him from knees up looking for the damage. Small little scrape on the knee. No big deal. Wondering why he's being such a drama queen.

Then I see this on his elbow.

Now mind you, this is the cleaned up version. When he got in the car, him elbow was covered in blood.

He didn't even realize what happened to his elbow. When I pointed it out, he went into a slight panic at the sight of the blood.

We came home, I cleaned it up, we went to Blockbuster, got some pizza, and now he's good to go.

one of my favorite things ever

2009-09-30T21:59:00.000-07:00

I was feeling pretty crappy by yesterday afternoon. (No Danielle, I will not drink your crazy garlic honey tea concoction) And since James took the car to work, I was stuck at home with no where to go and nothing cool to see.

So my photo blog for yesterday will be of what you've seen previously. My giraffe blanket.

I'm 31 years old. Never in my life have I felt an attachment to a blanket. Apparently a lot of kids go through this sort of thing, but I just never got into it. But now I have this blanket that I love so much.

So much, that I seriously get really cranky if I don't have it to sleep with. Even if it's like 98 degrees outside, I need this blanket.

Monday's photo blog

2009-09-29T09:25:00.000-07:00

You know what's funny, I hate when people are late. I try really hard not to be late for anything. But apparently my punctuality only applies to work, interviews, and doctor's appointments. Ugh.

So here is my photo blog for yesterday.

I was planning on taking a picture of my bowling ball and brag about my bowling skiillz. But, I didn't get a chance to take the picture. And my "skillz" are not nearly as good as people who bowl for real.

So instead, I'll just tell you about my two other favorite things from yesterday.

Big week in music for me.

Mariah's album is released today as well as the new Paramore.

A quick thanks goes out to Perez Hilton for badmouthing Mariah on his blog. I was able to cancel my preorder on iTunes and download her new album yesterday afternoon for a very inexpensive $5.99.

After bowling last night, we followed the routine and went to Marcos and Ed's. I was checking my email and was so excited to see that my Paramore preorder was ready for download. I was not happy to find that my preorder on iTunes for some reason was not linked to my iTunes account in a way that I could have been able to download it right from my iPod Touch. Made me really annoyed. I hope that is something that Apple works on in the future.

As soon as I got home last night/the wee hours of this morning, I opened up my laptop and began the download and synced my iPod.

All is good in my music world again.

I've been listening to both albums back and forth this morning. I tend to get lost in music. Don't be surprised if I make myself scarce for a few days. Sorry.

Buy both albums. They're awesome. :)

origin of stupidity

2009-09-28T12:06:00.000-07:00

You know how I feel about this kind of thing. I ran across this on Twitter via Joe Rogan and decided to share.

why I didn't blog yesterday (photo blog for today)

2009-09-27T22:23:00.001-07:00

This is the view from Cameron's new patio in his new apartment in San Bruno/South San Francisco/Pacifica. We helped him move yesterday. Yes, that is the Pacific Ocean. Am I jealous? No. Why? Because it's foggy there 359 days of the year. I just got lucky and happened to be there on a clear day.

PETA strikes again

2009-09-27T12:32:00.000-07:00

I drive past this every morning going back to 280 on 6th street in downtown SF. I know the subject matter is not intended to be funny, but it makes me laugh. And the reason it makes me laugh is because less than a block before this PETA sign on the opposite side of the street is a McDonald's billboard for a chicken sandwich and of course it said "I'm Lovin' It." And a block before that billboard is a McDonald's. I don't know, I just see humor in shit like that.

The Hugo Hotel

2009-09-27T12:12:00.000-07:00

Sorry, I've completely lagged on the pics a day thing for the last two days. It's a little my fault, but mostly not. Like 10% my fault. OK, maybe 20%. But whatever. It doesn't matter.

Here's the pic from Friday. This is where else, downtown San Francisco.

This building was a hotel at one point in time. After a fire over twenty years ago it apparently had some extensive damage and has been nonoperational ever since. But the owner of the building has been paying the property taxes and whatnot on it. Financially, it is in good standing.

The city wants to tear down this hotel and build low cost housing in its place. I'll keep you posted.

Oh shit

2009-09-25T23:26:00.000-07:00

Sorry for not posting a pic of the day blog. It's gonna have to wait till tomorrow because James has the laptop and I'm working off my iPod Touch right now. But for the record, I took a few cool pics today. You'll see. Tomorrow. :).

Kings of Paramore

2009-09-24T22:48:00.000-07:00

I didn't do anything worthy of a picture today.

But, I have to take a moment to mention this. Last week I was reading Perez Hilton and there was a link to Paramore singing the Kings Of Leon song "Use Somebody". I like the original. But I love the Paramore version.

So here's a pic of both groups and a a link to the Kings of Leon video as well as a the Paramore version.

Click here for the Kings of Leon version

Paramore Version

I'm so tired of baked chicken

2009-09-23T22:05:00.000-07:00

I bought this about 6 or 7 months ago thinking it would broaden my culinary abilities.

It says there are 22 recipes for chicken. So cool. Surely, I should be able to find something to make, right? Nope.

Dinner ended up like this. :(

I'm so so so tired of baked chicken.

Isis The Goddess

2009-09-22T14:32:00.000-07:00

After bowling, we went back to Marcos and Ed's (my almost home away from home) to hang out and watch Eddie Izzard. Marcos has a cat named Isis who absolutely hates me. I'm not quite sure why especially because most animals really like me. Every time I go there, I try to pet her and be her friend and she runs from me. Even if I feed her.

Next to the couch there's this huge cat jungle gym thing that she likes to climb on and sit way at the top. I was sitting on the couch next to her "throne". All the sudden she starts getting all crazy making noise and jumping around like a chimpanzee. I look at and realize that she is staring me down. Her pupils are getting larger by the minute and she has this crazed look in her eyes. We all start laughing. James gets up to get her. She's fine until he sits next to me with her and she pretty much goes limp in his arms like she's playing dead. He holds her and she stares me down and tries to sloooowly back away. haha! Expect more blogs about this cat. I know it's just a matter of time before she attempts to rip my throat out.

aahhh...Mondays.

2009-09-22T14:04:00.000-07:00

If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I was in a "mood" last night. I picked up James from work in downtown San Francisco. Normally, I don't really do this, but last week we started bowling in a winter league at a bowling alley in Daly City.

Anyway, I get there at 3:30 or so in the afternoon. We have to go to the bank, then we're gonna hang out at Marcos and Ed's (down by the beach in San Francisco) until it's time to go to Daly City to go to the bowling alley. As we're driving to the bank, I tell James that I am starving and do not want to wait until bowling over over to eat. Makes sense, no?

So the bank comes and goes. Restaurants and fast food fly past me as the car goes. Then we're at Marcos and Ed's. OK, I think to myself. We'll get the guys and then go eat. No big deal.

When we get to their apartment, I notice this sign on the door. I don't have a story behind it, I just thought it was funny, yet informative. Even though it wasn't intended to be funny. Although, I think Ed's comment in black is humorous.

Yeah, that doesn't happen. And I get super cranky. As we're leaving for the bowling alley, I express my unhappiness...ok, I got bitchy. I said, "I want to eat. I told you that two hours ago and now we don't even have time to drive through somewhere." And the James says the unthinkable: "Why don't you just get something at the bowling alley to hold you over? Then we'll go to In-N-Out after?"

Of course, I am a screaming raging bitch inside at this point. But I smile and agree because I suppose that's what a real lady does.

I go to the little food thing and stare at the menu for about 2 minutes. Freschetta Pizza - $17.95. Wait, is that the pizza you buy for like $6 in the frozen food section? Outrageous. Chicken strips and fries. Last time I ordered that, it was too crunchy to chew yet greasy at the same time. Chili cheese fries. Yes!! Yes, that's what I'll have.

$3.95 later and 5 minutes later, the guy at the food stand regrets to inform me that they're out of chili. Funny, because he's the one who took my order. But ok, whatever. How about just cheese fries? Sure. Nothing better than that. Except chili cheese fries.

And then.....this is what he gives me.

French fries in nacho cheese. Which I'm pretty sure is not really cheese at all. No, it's some sort of melted plastic in the color of cheese and kinda tastes like cheese. I ate it and let me tell you, I had hell to pay for it about 1 am.

And there you have it. This is my photo blog for the day. So far. :)

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too much information (my 1st daily photo blog)

2009-09-21T11:29:00.000-07:00

Here's my photo of the day. Although, I might end up doing another one later. Who knows! I'm a fly by the seat of my pants kinda girl.

OK, so I took this picture at the corner of El Camino Real and Ralston in Belmont this morning around 9 am. I know the picture could be a lot better. But I was at a green light and couldn't get it coming back either.

There is a woman who goes to this corner every single day. She wears a paper dress that has writing all over it much like these banners sitting in the pic. It's so much information, that I doubt anyone really knows what her solo protest is even about.

I try to read a line when I go past and pick up on the next line the next time I see her, but its too much and she has a poor location. However, she is there every day rain or shine.

Rumor has it, she used to have a house somewhere locally on the Peninsula and started writing all over her house, including the roof, before neighbors pitched a fit and she was eventually evicted. I have no proof as to whether any of that is true or not though.

All I know is she calls the U.S. government the United States Mafia and refers to propaganda.

And there is my photo blog for the day. :)

Dude....

2009-09-20T20:50:00.001-07:00

it is taking me forever to tell this story. I'll keep writing, but it might never see the light of the blog. ugh.

Seriously-it's about 9 pm now and this blog is 2 pages long and not even half way done yet. I don't know about you guys, but I know I don't read shit that long. Unless it's really really good. And I'm getting bored typing it. I'll save it for another day. Or not. The past is the past, right? Moving on!!

New blog tomorrow. And hopefully every day thereafter. :)

I have been so lazy

2009-09-20T19:10:00.000-07:00

that I didn't even tell you about the crazy stuff that happened. Danielle told me to blog and I really intended to, but yeah...lazy. So now, I have at least two...no wait...three stories that were blogging about. I'm just not sure if anyone really cares now. Especially since the first two all happened within three days of each other in the beginning of August. They're pretty f**king funny...ah, what the hell. I'll start with the first story. If I'm not bored with the typing by the time I'm done with it, I'll be on to the next and then to the next. It's nothing against you guys. I have the attention span of an 8 year old. Right now I'm thinking about lighting up a hookah. And I just started the blog!

Oh, but before I even start the first of the three stories, let me just say one thing. I just thought of a fun way to blog. I'm sure there are other people doing it as well, but it's the first time I thought of it. So there. Every day, for at least the next.....month - I'll do a picture blog. I'll take a picture of something going on in my life that day. Maybe it will be somewhere I'm at during the day, maybe it will be some amazing food (clearly not made by me), maybe it will be some crazy ass in the City...who knows!? One picture a day for - well ideally a year, but you know me - probably a week with a brief (or not so brief) description. How fun!!! I can't believe I'm so excited about it. I kinda wanna run outside and take a picture right now of something just so I can start it today. But I won't because I still have these three totally blog worthy stories.

Actually, I'll end this one right here. These stories are completely deserving of their own titles.

and now a message from DOUCHE BAG

2009-07-23T10:04:00.001-07:00

Alright, let me lay down the foundation for you. A long time ago in a far away land, a girl (me) was in a relationship with the ultimate douche bag. Seriously...ULTIMATE DOUCHE BAG. I could write hundreds of blogs about how lame this guy is, but I'll spare you the stories. However, I will spill just a couple now to give you a bit of back ground.

This guy worked on the dock in a department store that shall remain nameless. I worked in the same store and that's how we met. Not long after we met, he did something to his arm and hurt it at work. Yeah, it was more than a sprain. But less than an amputation. But let me tell you....this guy drug that shit out FOOORREEVVVVEEERRRR (think of forever in The Sandlot). And by forever, I mean present time. And this all happened probably like 10 years ago.

One time I kicked him out of my house. Danielle was so happy. And so was the rest of the world apparently. But Danielle told me if I promised her I would not let him back, she'd buy me furniture for my place. I promised and she followed through. But I was a fucktard and let him back. Moral of that story is if your bff bribes you with furniture, your significant other is probably not right for you.

Time passed and I eventually kicked him out for good, laughed like the little people in The Wizard of Oz when the house fell on the Wicked Witch of the West, and got on with my life. I moved back to my "homeland" of Cali, and have been thriving ever since.

Flash forward about 6 1/2 years to this morning. I do my usual morning routine. Play my games on Facebook. Log on to My Space....oh wait a minute. New Message. And it says from: Douche Bag*.

I immediately text Danielle. I'm feeling so floored/amused/shocked/arrogant that I accidentally text her with just "O" when I was trying to say something along the lines of "OMFG CALL ME RIGHT NOW". So I open it, and read the message. Then Danielle calls me. I say, "GUESS WHO FUCKING MYSPACE ME." And she gives me a couple of names of people that I don't hate (because it's too exhausting to hate) but that I don't like as close to hate as possible. Finally I blurt out: "DOUCHE BAG." Danielle's response is classic: ".........SHUT.........UP......" hahahaha! So then I can't stop laughing at her response. And I read it to her because I don't get it. And she doesn't get it.

Later on in the morning she texted me and told me to blog about it because we don't get it. Maybe you can figure this out? It's gotta be a riddle, right?

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From:
To: Tiffany
Date: Jul 23, 2009 2:49 AM
Subject: you wouldn't believe it if you heard it from me.

hi. i have a favor...really requires nothing out of you. but it is a large favor...involving my left arm. and possibly the end of my taking pain killers. let me know if you'll be willing to help. no pressure.

My response was:

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Tiffany
To:
Date: Jul 23, 2009 8:45 AM
Subject: RE: you wouldn't believe it if you heard it from me.

what does that even mean? is that like some riddle??

i'm not promising anything, but what do you need?

Input please!!

*not his real name as I am trying to protect MYSELF in case anyone knows this DOUCHE BAG and agrees that I was a fucktard for being involved with him.

is anyone there?

2009-07-15T14:40:00.000-07:00

I'm just wondering if any of my family reads this and if so, who. I need to vent. haha!

Sacramento Doggy Dash

2009-05-19T12:31:00.000-07:00

As most of you know, I kinda got into this whole "K" thing. K meaning kilometers and actually walking/brisk walking/lightly jogging them. I just signed up to do a small 2K thing with the Sacramento SPCA next weekend. And I would really really appreciate it, if you could just donate a little bit of money. I'll be your best friend forever. Just don't tell Danielle. :)

Go here: Tiffany's Doggy Dash Fundraising Page

Thanks and I love you all!!

TMZ is convinced that Tupac is alive

2009-04-30T08:20:00.000-07:00

and well and living in New Orleans. I think this guy does look similar to Pac...but there's no way he's alive and living in New Orleans. He wouldn't be able to walk around anywhere in the US without being seen (like now).

Thoughts? Comments?

I'm thinking this guy is an impersonator as his profession.

Run Forrest Run!!

2009-04-07T08:52:00.000-07:00

So as you know I told you guys a couple weeks ago that I am trying to train myself for the Nike Run Like A Girl Half Marathon in October. By doing so, I got the sensor for my shoe so that I can do the whole Nike Plus thing. Yeah, it's pretty cool. I also broke down last week and bought a new pair of shoes.

I now know that I don't suck at walking because I'm no longer getting blisters. So that makes my shoes pretty cool. But what's even cooler is that they have a spot under the cushion for the Nike + iPod sensor.

I seriously love these shoes. It feels like walking on jello. Minus the cold and sticky.
And I love Nikeplus.com. My iPod syncs all my runs to the website so I can compete with people I don't know as well as people I do know. Like Danielle. She got it too. And, Brittany...we're still waiting on you. I have this cool little widget so that I can show everyone how much "running" I've done.

I say that in quotations because I don't actually run. I walk. As briskly as I can. I'm hoping to eventually do into a run, but for now it's walking. So check it out. And if any of you have this whole get up, let me know and we can compete. Just for fun of course.

Extra! Extra! Read All About It!

2009-04-07T08:35:00.000-07:00

Hello Blogger people! Where do I begin..oh! So I was just looking at my list of followers (and for the one of you that's secretly following me, can you just let me know who you are? I'm nosy. Thanks) and I saw this option where you can befriend people on Blogger. I'm not sure why, but...mmkay. So...add me I guess? I'm not sure what the point is, but whatever.

Anyway! So much going on! We are finally moving out of this hell hole apartment complex. I'm fucking stoked. And where are we moving you ask? Across The Bay to The Peninsula! Woohoo! The last time I lived on a peninsula I lived in Florida. And a good chunk of time I lived there, I lived in a nudist colony. Ahh...gotta love my hippy parents. The older I get, the more I realize I'm like them. Not in the naked sense. You couldn't pay me enough to live in a nudist colony now. But in the sense of going around and seeing new places and things and all that.

I've lived here in the bay off and on for most of my 30 years. But it's always been here in the East Bay. From Oakland all the way down to Fremont - most of the time in Hayward which is kinda in the middle of the two cities. So The Peninsula is pretty much uncharted territory for me. I know my way to Ikea, a couple of family member's houses...SFO Airport..and yeah...that's about it over there.

What's so cool about moving? Well, for one, I will have many purposely lost road trips to find my way around. I wish that Danielle was there. We're notorious for those. Second, I will no longer have to pay bridge toll to go to San Francisco. Woohoo! Coming up with $4 to cross a bridge is a major annoyance. Not a pocket book breaker, just an annoyance. I've seen the Sopranos. I know they only pay like $.50 or $.75 to go through a tunnel. So why do I have to pay $4 to cross a bridge?

In other news, James has FINALLY decided to sell the Tran Am. That means we are going to get rid of my bucket little Honda and hopefully get two (new to us) used cars. Oh happy day! It's kinda bittersweet for me. I love my little bucket Honda. But it's days are numbered.

I have to give our notice to these apartments today. We're planning on moving on the 25th. Although I'm sure they'll make us prorate our rent until 30 days from today. Whatever. I just want out.

That gives me 3 weeks to pack everything. Oh lord. I have a trip to Tahoe this weekend which I'm sadly considering cancelling, going to Tawnya's next weekend for Martin's birthday, and the weekend after that is our moving weekend. So much to do and so little time.

And that's all. Actually it's not. But it's all for this blog. I'm gonna post another in a minute. :) Happy Tuesday folks!

just stuff

2009-03-27T14:13:00.000-07:00

Have you ever had this like pent up aggression where instead of feeling like you need to beat the shit out of a bag (or a person), you just want to vent and write? I get that sometimes. I was feeling pretty well...grr...earlier today. And good ol' Danielle got me through it via texts while I was working my ass off in the gym (another day, another blog). But there's still stuff I need to get out. Most likely will not make sense to you, but that's ok.

Every week, I forget about that guy on American Idol. I can't even remember his name or what he sang this week, but I like him. And I always forget. Maybe he got voted off last night? I dunno, because it's still on my tivo.

I hate writing letters because I never know what to say. And I hate the fact that my hand starts to cramp after writing half of a paragraph. I'm not a writer. I'm a typer.

I avoid calling my dad for reasons similar to the above statement. I never know what to say. And I don't want him to think that he's an obligation to me.

I got selected to do the Nike Run Like a Girl Half Marathon again. This time I'm going balls to the wall. I even bought the Nike sensor for my iPod Touch. So far this week, I have logged in 21.20 miles, or 34.13 kilometers since Monday, March 24rd. Crazy right? (OK, so I guess the "another day, another blog" thing was today and this blog).

I have a gamer tag or whatever it's called on the PS3, but no games to play.

One of the episodes of Nip/Tuck that I watched last night reinforced a fear that I've always had in the back of my mind.

My Wii Fit made my Mii fat. So fuck the Wii Fit.

There is stuff that I've been pondering over the last week.
*On MySpace, I did a survey this week, and one of the questions was, "Have you ever been the other woman?" And that got me to thinking, what exactly is the other woman? Are you only the other woman if you know the man you're involved with is married? What if you don't know that he's married? Does that still make you the other woman? What if you have a bond with this man so deeply, and it's mutual, does it make you the other woman? Or does it make the wife the other woman?
*How many face lifts has Smokey Robinson had? I think he'd be a good patient at McNamara/Troy.
*What is my obsession with competition? Why do I always get overly caught up in it?
*It's crazy that I make more on unemployment than some people with jobs do.
*When money is given to a loved one, is it truly given? Or is there an underlying IDon'tEvenKnowWhatTheWordIsI'mLookingForHere thing where...well, you know. Are you expected to give up your first born? Or what?
*Why, if I eat just one hamburger after a week of working out and eating healthy, do I automatically put back on the weight that I lost the week before?
*How do you find the right pair of shoes to walk/run in? I have blisters from hell. Is it the shoes, or am I that bad at walking?
*Why does it seem like no one is doing anything about what's going on in Mexico? My very good friend was kidnapped there last month. He got out ok, thank God (Allah, Xenu, Buddah, whatever). Get those fuckers already! It's happening, but it's not happening fast enough.
*Is death not a big enough issue to be deemed worthy of a phone call?
*Since when did being in the 5th grade turn into an episode of 90210 that should instead be called 94538?

These dishes don't put themselves away.
Neither does the laundry.

Thanks for letting me get some of the stuff out. I'm gonna go watch American Idol now.

Oh, and one more.

I hate Twitter. I signed up for it 2 or 3 weeks ago. And it consumed my whole day for like 2 days. I hate it. I haven't deleted my account yet though, because I'm nosy and I wanna see what Rihanna is up to today. So this morning, I spent like 45 minutes on it, when I should have been getting ready to go see my mom and sister. But I didn't. I totally pissed all the time away looking at who follows who on Twitter. I hate it. Sometimes I go days without going on there and I don't care if I don't update my status. Then sometimes, I feel the urge to go there and tell people that I'm doing shit, that honestly, no one cares about anyway. I hate Twitter. But I'm sure I won't be deleting my account anytime soon.

fin.

narcissistic personality disorder

2009-03-16T14:02:00.000-07:00

For the last week or so, I've been hearing about Twitter like every 7.5 minutes. Crazy, because I'm still not employed, so it's not like I'm getting an overload on social interaction. Finally today, I broke down to see what the hell it is. And...well, it's retarded (no offense to my mentally challenged peeps). If you have MySpace or Facebook, you already "twitter". Or whatever it's technically called. Twitter is a website where you post what you're doing right now. But minus the apps and comments or what have you. Just your status.

It's lame. But, since I've signed on this morning, I have updated at least 4 times. Maybe even 5. And it's really lame because I only have three followers. And I don't have any idea who one of them is. But it's cool. Whatever.

As I was leaving lunch with Sami, I was thinking, I need to go home and update my Twitter thingy saying that I'm home now. Seriously? Who cares that I went to Wendy's and came home?

And so that got me to thinking that Twitter is a bunch of narcissistic bullshit. You might need to be pretty self involved to think that people actually care that you just brewed a pot of coffee or you are watching High School Stories on MTV2.

Now, those of you that know me, know that my mind tends to wander. Or rather, run at lightening fast speed. One thing leads to another to another and before I know it, I'm talking about people licking goats on Cheaters. Hmm..

In my quest to blog and inform you, if you care, that I am now on Twitter and you too can cyber stalk me if you choose to do so, I googled narcissistic so that I could properly spell it for you all. (Or should I say, "y'all" because I've always wanted to say that) ANYWAY...did you know that there is a such thing as "Narcissistic Personality Disorder"? Yeah!! There is!

Of course, I had to click on the link to see what it is. Here's a brief synopsis (no, I didn't have to google the spelling on synopsis)

Narcissistic personality disorder is a condition characterized by an inflated sense of self-importance, need for admiration, extreme self-involvement, and lack of empathy for others. Individuals with this disorder are usually arrogantly self-assured and confident. They expect to be noticed as superior. Many highly successful individuals might be considered narcissistic. However, this disorder is only diagnosed when these behaviors become persistent and very disabling or distressing.

OMG. I think that's me. Except, minus the whole disorder thing. I'm not a hypochondriac. However, I did have to text Danielle to find that word because I forgot what it was.

I'm a narcissist! I kinda expect everyone to realize how superior I am. I mean...I am right 99% of the time. I am self involved...then again, who isn't. I am self assured and confident. Possibly obnoxiously so. But the biggest thing here is that I lack empathy for others. Well, not everyone. Just for dumb people. Hmm...are these qualities of a strong woman? I wonder.

I got so lost in the shuffle...

2009-02-23T15:02:00.000-08:00

that I forgot to tell you guys that my iPod broke a few weeks ago. Yeah, I know. Most of you don't care. But to know me is to know the significance of an iPod in my life. I need an iPod like I need oxygen. No joke. So after fighting tears of frustration and talking to my good buddies at the Apple Tech Support team, I came to realize that the cost of repairing my iPod would be ALMOST as much as buying a new one. Everyone already knows how cool Apple is. Well, to reinforce their coolness to me, they told me that if I purchased my new iPod at an Apple store, I could recycle my old one and get 10% off of my new one.

So I did it.

I bought a new one.

And this is not your run of the mill iPod either.

Oh no.

It's a 32GB iPod Touch. Queue angels singing here.

This thing is hands down the new love of my life. Yeah yeah, I love you and everyone else too. But no offense, there is no comparison to the euphoria I experience with my iPod. Genius play list without having to use iTunes? Check. Free apps? Check. You Tube? Check. Maps? Check. Email? Check? MySpace and Facebook? Check check. Anything I want..it's all on this little glass and stainless steel wonder. Dude...I ♥ this thing. Seriously.

And since I no longer have a job to go to every day, I've been spending lots of quality time with my iPod. And I have revisited music that I haven't listened to in forever as well as stuff that I currently cannot get enough of. I thought maybe, since I have so much time on my hands, that I could just list random lines from songs that I like that make me laugh, are cool, I can relate to, or just other stuff I wish I had written myself.

*And of course I'm slappin' hoes, mackin' hoes up and down the avenues.

*Who you know fresher than HOV? Riddle me that.

*His Pinto was sitting there is the parking lot...well that shoulda been a warning. I had no clue what I was getting into so I blame it on the Cuervo.

*"Blah blah blah blah" that's how the fuck you sound, you drunk and hot girl.

*Slow down my spit so you squares can understand it.

*Who you tryin' to get crazy with esa? Don't you know I'm loco?

*I like my beats funky. I'm spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy.

*I'm insistin' you chill for real before you come up missin'.

*I don't like living under your spotlight.

*You ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama. Hood rat hood rat hoochie mama!

*They say money don't make the man, but man I'm makin' money.

*Why spend an arm and a leg when we can kick it for free?

And that's all I've got for now. Off to the DMV. Yay.

I'm so bored, that I forget that I'm bored

2009-02-17T21:43:00.000-08:00

As some of you know, I was "laid off" last week. I'll spare you all the details, but it's really a bunch of bullshit.

So tomorrow will be one week since I've been laid off. I figured that this might be kinda cool in some weird way. Because I cannot remember the last time I've had an entire week off. I've been actually reading all the material I need to for school. I get to be a mom and drop off and pick up Danny from school every day. I can cook dinner at a decent hour. I can take as long of a lunch break as I want. I can watch all my shows on my DVR. More importantly, I can watch all the Nip/Tuck on DVD that I want.

But..

I'm so fucking bored.

So far, I have sent my resume to at least 25 places. I've turned in one late assignment. I've deleted shows on my DVR because I now kinda feel that The City is a waste of my time. I forget to take the meat out of the freezer to make dinner on time. And Danny asks me to drop him off around the corner from school because my Honda with a different colored hood from the rest of the car is too embarrassing. But, I have watched OODLES of Nip/Tuck on DVD.

I'm so bored, I forget that I'm bored. Seriously. Right now, I'm watching American Idol. And I'm bored. So I was playing Texas Hold'Em on My Space. And I was still bored. Commercial break comes on, and I thought "Hey! I'll watch Grey's Anatomy on my DVR! because I'm bored." Then I remember that I'm watching American Idol.

Being unemployed is like being high. Only without the Mary Jane, coughing, and munchies. Too much time on your hands to do things that are mostly irrelevant and you can't decide what to do first. So you end up staring at the TV with your eyes glazed over and wonder where your whole day went.

Things That Have Amused Me In The Past Week

2009-02-09T22:08:00.000-08:00

1. Being told that being a bitch is OK as long as you're not discriminating who you are a bitch to.
2. Going to City Beach and listening to music such as Come Baby Come by K7 and Back to the Hotel by N2Deep.
3. A-Rod apologizing (ahem. DEEPLY SORRY) for taking steroids.......even though he claims he doesn't know where he got them, what they were, or why he took them.
4. Danny being STOKED about his evening at WWE Monday Night Raw tonight.
5. My brand spanking new 32GB iPod Touch and the pick up lines app I downloaded on it.
6. Those weed commercials where the girl says, "I made my mom cry."
7. The Jonas Brothers performing with Stevie Wonder on the Grammys.
8. The cop eating a donut in City Beach.

That's all I can think of right now. I gotta finish my white mocha from Starbucks to keep myself awake. :)

I Hella Love The Bay

2009-01-26T19:53:00.000-08:00

because it's only in The Bay that you can ride a BART train (Bay Area Rapid Transit)and witness this en route to the South Hayward Station.

Yes, SHE is standing up and pissing on the train.

Here is the story.

Last Friday night, James was coming home from his friend's house after work. When he got on the train, the woman we now see standing up and bare-assed was dead asleep in a seat. He moved past her and sat in the corner. Then out of nowhere, she wakes up about 45 minutes into the ride and realizes she has to relieve her bladder. So she gets up, grabs herself, pulls down her pants and does "the damn thing". If you will notice you will see there are a few people in front of her. As she is "doing the damn thing", one of the guys in front of her yelled back to James, "Yo- what the fuck is she doing? Is she pissing?" James replies, "Oh yeah! She's pissing!".

Then the winner of the classiest woman award kinda snaps out of her daze and realizes that there are other people around and everyone just say her pissing on the BART train. She got off at the next exit.

Never a dull moment in the San Francisco Bay Area.

4 cute kittens +1 psycho bitch + 1 Barack Obama - G. Dubbya = the truth shall set you free

2009-01-26T10:06:00.001-08:00

A few weeks ago I was having dreams about 4 kittens. The first night of the dream, James and I were somewhere that I'm guessing was our new home and it was Texas of all places. On the patio, there were four sweet little kittens. Two were orange tabbies and two were the black and grey striped kind (whatever those are called). One of the orange ones and I completely clicked. I wanted to keep it so bad but I knew that I couldn't. A couple days later, I dreamed about them again, but this time they were older and a little bigger, but still kittens. I don't remember the circumstance, but the orange kitten was there and came up to me and I was sad I couldn't keep it. The third time I had the dream, they were like teenager kittens. Older, not fully grown, and in that awkward stage of growth. But the orange one and I still really clicked.

Dude...these dreams were bugging me because I could not figure out what they meant or why they were growing each time I dreamed about them. So I texted Danielle and asked her to break out the dream book because I wanted to know WTF was going on. She told me that cats mean you're going to have a huge fight with someone, the growing symbolizes an ongoing issue, and then she asked me if there was a storm brewing any where. And there wasn't that I could think of. Then I started to worry that it was going to be Sami because in the third dream I had, Kenny (Sami's boyfriend) had the kittens and he was trying to give them away.

Flash forward to last Tuesday (weird that I'm asking you to flash forward to the past, but go with it). Happy inauguration day!! Woohoo! All will be right with the world. My cool friend Tom posted a funny little story about people throwing shoes at a blown up doll of Dubbya on inauguration day. I reposted it and my fucking psycho "friend", who is a Republican because she took 3 quizzes on the internet that told her so, emailed me and told me how disturbing it was.

Now, if you feel like going back through my blog, you will see that her and I had some problems after election day. From that point forward, I decided I will no longer discuss politics with her because she is ignorant and doesn't know what she's talking about because she has not done any research aside from 3 quizzes on like...I dunno...fucking Pyzam or some stupid shit like that.

It all rolled into a giant ball of fury on Wednesday. I will spare you the details of the ridiculously looooooong emails she sent me full of bullshit lies but I will say this: she really should be on meds. I told her never to contact me again. Do you think she listened?? OF COURSE NOT!

Of course I kept Danielle in the loop the whole day. She's my bff and there will never be another. She was laughing with me and could not get over the fact that 3 quizzes can actually determine your political party affiliation. Then I brought up the cats again and she kinda freaked out (not like the psycho Republican) and said she had completely forgotten about the cat dream and we decided that yes, in fact, the cats referred to the psycho bitch who's name I will not mention.

What's even crazier though is that I was talking to Sami about it last Wednesday and told her the dreams. She said that the cat was orange and spotted because psycho bitch has strawberry blonde hair that is kinda orange-y and she has freckles.

OK, this is getting to be too crazy.

OK, so long story short, I'm done with this crazy bitch. But she can't seem to let it go. She went as far as to email me this morning to tell me what a shitty person I am and how she bought me a Tiffany's necklace for my birthday blah blah blah. A gift is a gift. I didn't ask for it, I certainly wasn't expecting it. The email goes on to say that I don't need to bother replying to her because she's blocking me again. LOL

I texted psycho path to get her address so I can send it back to her. She told me to grow up.

?

How am I the immature one here?

So let's get immature!

Anyone wanna buy a Tiffany's necklace from me? Best offer. :)

Being an immature bitch feels so good.

Have a beautiful week Lovlies!

In the words of Biggie

2009-01-20T12:02:00.001-08:00

"If you don't know, now ya know"

I got this from my friend Corrina over at My Space. I like doing these because I never really know what to say about myself, and these help everyone understand my nonsensical self. Enjoy!

Hi, my name is:
Tiffany

Never in my life have I been:
normal

The one person who can drive me nuts is:
Danny

High school:
I would love to do it again knowing what I know now.

When I'm nervous:
I get really sick to my stomach and if I'm really really nervous, I'll break out in hives too. Sexy huh?

The last song I listened to was:
Home by Staind

If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor:
I wouldn't get married right now. Or ever for that matter. I'm not into the whole "legal paperwork to make it official" thing.

My hair is:
in desperate need of a cut

When I was 5:.
I lived in a nudist colony in Florida.

Last Christmas:
Danny and I were home by ourselves because he had strep.

I should be:
working.

When I look down I see:
work that I have that makes me look busy..when I really should be busy - not just looking like it.

The happiest recent event was:
I finally got my pink Nintendo DS yesterday!

If I were a character on 'Friends' I'd be:
Phoebe

By this time next year:
I will most likely be living in Redwood City or somewhere else on The Peninsula.

My current gripe is:
I would much rather be playing Mario Bros. on my new DS right now.

I have a hard time understanding:
why my iPod feels the need to pick the 50 stupid songs on my iPod first when I put it on shuffle.

There's this girl I know that:
has her car in the shop and is borrowing a car from someone else...yet still asked for a ride home from one of our male coworkers. I'll let you guess who this girl is.

You know I like you when:
I call you a hooker or a bitch

If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be:
James, Danielle, and Sami all via text.

Take my advice:
the grass really isn't greener on the other side.

The thing I want to buy:
a new laptop.

If you visited the place I was born:
you would notice how the city almost defines my personality. Kinda hippy and chill.

I plan to visit:
Lake Berryessa this summer in hopes of not repeating the hellacious sunburn I got there last summer.

I'd stop my wedding if:
I started planning one.

The world could do without:
people who think their way is the only way

I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than:
nothing. I don't want to lick the belly of a cockroach.

Most recent thing I've bought myself:
A Nintendo DS and Super Mario Bros. Well, technically James bought it for me with his gift card. But he let me make the purchase because he loves me.

Most recent thing someone else bought me:
Pride Fighting Bushido 12 DVD

My favorite blonde is:
me

My favorite brunette is:
all my bitches

My favorite black hair is:
Barack Obama. :D

My middle name is..
Lorraine. Horrible, isn't it?

In the morning I:
woke up at 4:15 because I fell asleep shortly after 9 last night.

The animals I would like to see flying besides birds are:
I dunno...that's a little too weird for me.

Once, at a bar:
I was waiting to meet with someone and the two bartenders said, "Don't we know you?" Then I realized that they were Lawrence and Eddie. I went to school with them. Further, Eddie and I had a few make out sessions in high school. I didn't recognize either of them.

Last night I was:
playing the DS!

There's this guy I know who:
I love more than myself. Sometimes I forget though.

If I was an animal I'd be:
a cat

A better name for me would be:
Tiffany is good for me.

Tomorrow I am:
working. Shocking, right?

Tonight I am:
cooking dinner, doing homework, watching the inauguration on my DVR, watching American Idol, and doing laundry in between all that

My birthday is:
August 30th. Buy me something nice please! :) I have a wish list. lol

I can't get to sleep without?
the TV on

If I were a doll, the accessories packaged with me would be:
iPod, cell phone, Nintendo DS, washer and dryer, stove, and a lap top. I'd be do it all Barbie.

I have an irrational fear of:
snakes, worms, slugs, snails....again...basically anything with less than 1 leg(excluding people).

What type of food do you eat at your grandparents house?
my grandparents are all dead. But it used to be lots of baked goodies, kick ass home made lasagna, stuff bell peppers (because I hate cabbage), and my grandma used to make the best ham sandwiches. I can't explain why they were the best; they just were.

What weight were you when you were born?
I have no idea.

I am most opposed to:
organized religion.

Do you stalk anyone on myspace?
No. I don't have time for all that.

I am too old to be:
Involved in drama.

I find the thought of childbirth:
pretty fucking awesome. I really wanted to get my degree in health care to become a labor and delivery nurse. Then I realized that I have a lot of doors open for my in the corporate world, so I switched my major. Oh well. Maybe next lifetime.

Next door to my house is:
I live in an apartment.

My feet are:
in need of a pedicure.

My preferred style of jeans is:
bootcut

I know how to cook:
anything with the right recipe. But without a recipe, I'm not that good of a cook.

I am annoyed at:
not much really. Can't think of anything. Actually, I take it back. I'm just not gonna go there.

Men should always:
clean up the mess they see instead of saying "we need to do XXXX".

Women should never:
let a man cost them their smile. I promise you, it's not worth it.

What child-related smell do you not like?
paste

What sea creature scares you?
giant squids

What color hair do most of the people you are around have?
black.

What object have you broken most recently?
magnets on my fridge

Name one of the Spice Girls?
Posh...that bitch has my fantasy man.

What was the last thing to make you cry?
The Family Guy because I was laughing so hard.

I would like to be in an advertisement for:
not sure. I know I would not like to be in advertisement for some STD related medicine. Remember Joey on Friends? No thank you.

What are the stems of wine glasses for?
to make you feel like you're not an alcoholic because you're drinking out of a pretty glass.

My favorite shoes are:
flip flops

My mothers' greatest fear is:
I don't know exactly, but I'm pretty sure it was that I would take the same path in life that she did.

Can you use chopsticks?
to stab at my sweet and sour chicken with

Do you prefer beaches or forests?
beaches

how f**ked up is this?

2009-01-16T21:49:00.000-08:00

Everyone that knows me, knows how easily distracted I am. You all know that I seriously have an undiagnosed case of ADD.

So here I am writing my cultural diversity paper for finals this weekend. I didn't realize that I need to reference the text in my paper. I didn't know that till like....right now.

As I was flipping through it, I realized how much I didn't read. One chapter speaks of different forms of prejudice. And there's a photo similar to this, with this caption below it.

Preserving culture or
expressing pride can
sometimes cross the
line and intimidate
others.
In Laurens,
South Carolina, one
finds the “World
Famous Redneck Shop
and Klan Museum”
where one can pick up
souvenirs that often
carry symbolism that
is regarded as racist
by many.

Ummm...wtf? There are really places like this? REALLY? Gotta love Google because I googled The World Famous Redneck Shop and would you believe this place has a MySpace page?? Seriously, I'm not kidding.

www. myspace. com/theredneckshop

So of course I click on it. And honestly, I don't know what disgusts me more...the fact that there is a store and people actually shop there and support it, or the fact that people actually shop there, support it, and befriend the store ON MYSPACE!

Curiosity always gets the best of me. So I start reading the comments on the page. And as one would guess, the people are generally as fucked up as the store and the concept behind it.

I expected the white trash.

I didn't expect this guy.

www. myspace. com/black_whitekid

Further, his comment blew my mind.

"how you doin long time no see guess what i am bout to be the first black guy in this ferturnity at school
thats what sothern prides all about
SAE
..whitepower "

I would just love to show you the picture of him sitting in front of a confederate flag doing this whole white power hand salute thing but I can't copy it. It's disgusting.

Now please don't get me wrong. I think that EVERYONE has the right to be proud of their heritage and what they believe in. I do not think that the way these people go about it is ok.

I am not trying to start a racial MySpace war or anything like that. But dude...this is just crazy. I had to share it with all of you.

And if by some crazy chance, I happen to have closeted racist friends and blog readers who think this shit is ok, stop reading my blogs from now on. I want nothing to do with you.

I'm. Never. Drinking. Again.

2009-01-12T07:14:00.000-08:00

In celebration of Chris coming home from New York, we had a bit of a party on Saturday night at Sami's house. Well, Sami lives in a very small one bedroom apartment. Having over the number of people she did, meant that I could not sleep off anything I decided to drink and come home on Sunday morning. And of course I was going to drink. Why wouldn't I? James had a bottle of Grey Goose. I can't sit by and watch him drink Grey Goose and keep myself sober. I knew that I'd have to cut myself off early so I could sober up enough to go home. Or just drink something other than my beloved tequila.

I thought I was so smart.

I bought Malibu and some Dole Pineapple/Orange juice. Let me tell you, this is one delicious concoction for those of you who have never tried it. But if you know me, you know that I'm too lazy to continue to mix drinks for myself. Even if it consists of simply two liquids in one cup. So I only had one glass of whatever this drink would be called in a bar. I moved on to Corona.

mmmm...Corona....

Then Kenny, Sami's boyfriend calls and says he's coming home and asks if we need anything. Of course we do! We need Cazadores tequila!! Why you ask? Because Chris and James are taking shots of Grey Goose. And I'm not taking shots of anything. And shots are the best. Plus, I have to hurry up and get drunk so I can sober up before I have to drive home.

Duh.

A short time later, I have a bottle of Cazadores. Yum.

And so everyone can learn from my mistakes: 5 shots of tequila, a glass of Malibu with juice, and 4 Coronas over what I think is a three hour period, is a really bad idea. Extra word to the wise: do not chase shots with beer.

I ended up doing the purge over the porcelain God. So I figured, OK. I'm gonna go lay on Sami's bed for a little bit because I need to drive home.

Everything's going good. The bed stopped spinning like Hef's round bed. I was in the middle of a blissful nap. Then the unexpected happened.

James decided he wanted to go home. And he wanted to go home right now.

I'd be lying to all of you if I told you I was sober enough to drive home. But I wanted to go home too. Kyle followed us and we made it.

I woke up yesterday morning still drunk and with the worst hangover of my life.

I can still taste the tequila.

I'm never drinking again.

At least I didn't look like this girl.

Taylor Swift

2009-01-07T18:11:00.000-08:00

In my efforts to avoid writing this paper that still hasn't magically gone away, I turned on my TV in my room and flipped it over to E!. I was just in time to watch E! True Hollywood Story - Young Hollywood: A to Zac. And the first half hour is about Taylor Swift.

Now I've been curious about this girl for awhile. I hear about her and her putting guys on blast in her songs and not seeming to think like a celebrity. She also frequently blogs on her My Space.

So I decided to sit down and watch.

Turns out, she seems like a pretty cool and down to earth chick. Well as cool as one can be for being 18 years old. Haha! Anyway, one of the things they discussed was these videos that she makes to songs from home videos via her cell phone. So I went to check it out.

And now I kinda like Taylor Swift.

I think I found what to spend my iTunes gift card on.

#1 with a bullet.

fuuuuck mannnnn....

2009-01-06T20:40:00.000-08:00

So I'm coming off a 2 week break from school for the holidays. I have this paper that I have to write for Cultural Diversity. It was due yesterday. I haven't done it. I was planning on working on it this past Thursday - Sunday but I didn't because as you know, I was sick.

My problem is that I was really looking forward to this class. Now I hate this class. And I cannot get myself together to write this paper. I'm screwed. :(

So if by some crazy chance one of you just loves to write papers....here's the assignment.

• Write a 1,050- to 1,400-word research paper identifying the linguistic, political, social, economic, religious, and familial conventions and/or statuses of four Hispanic groups living in the United States. Your paper should cover Mexican Americans, Puerto Ricans, and two groups of your choice from Ch. 9 of the text.

• Dedicate an equal portion of your paper to each Hispanic group.

• Conclude your essay by summarizing major differences and commonalties apparent among the groups.

• Format your paper according to APA requirements.

• Post your paper as an attachment.

help!!!

Crazy Chick does it again

2009-01-05T22:04:00.000-08:00

The long lost cousin of La Princessa is just going to be called Crazy Chick. Because I'm not cool enough to think of a witty name.

Crazy Chick strikes again! Today, my friend/coworker sent me a Skype message asking if Crazy Chick was at my building because she's been gone for 20 minutes and her car is MIA.

I took a look around - nope. Haven't seen her.

Time passes and Crazy Chick pops back up at her desk at the main building. Turns out, she had a problem.

She unexpectedly got her period and left without saying anything to go get "supplies"....actually - here's her response.

Enjoy!

I got my period, and had to go get “supplies” I thought it was a 5 minute thing, but I got really lost and totally fucked and couldn’t find my way back. I am soo sorry, I thought it was 5 minutes. I will stay the extra time. I am so stressed, I was totally lost

Google says...

2009-01-05T13:25:00.000-08:00

OK, well I told you earlier that I've been hella sick. And I thought I was doing better today minus the lightheaded dizzy thing I have going on. But it now appears that I'm not. I should be at home sleeping because I'm just about to fall asleep right here at my desk.

Since I don't feel like "Do Work Son", I decided that I'm gonna do the Tiffany + Google thing that Temple did. Only hers was Temple + Google. Obviously. I'm thinking if I keep shamelessly stealing cool stuff from her that maybe someday I too, will be graced with a kick ass blog award.

So here goes:

1. Tiffany needs bigger breasts.
* No I don't. Any bigger and I won't be able to breathe. Thank you very much.
2. Tiffany needs love and support.
* Thanks for reminding me that I'm a needy person. :) But I do love attention and support. Especially support in the breast area. Not joking...I really don't need them bigger.
3. Tiffany needs to pray.
* To whom? I don't get down like that.
4. Tiffany needs to be stopped.
* Fuck that. The year has just begun and so have I.
5. Tiffany needs a dream house.
* I believe I've been mistaken for Barbie.
6. Tiffany needs an epiphany.
* Well yeah..those are always cool.
7. Tiffany needs some reminders and supervision with regard to self-care activities and taking care of her personal belongings.
* I'm not sure who this Tiffany is, but she sounds kinda fucked up.
8. Tiffany needs to be placed in a loving and caring home environment.
* They must still be talking about Tiffany in #7.
9. Tiffany needs to be checked for weaknesses by a muscle testing chiropractor.
* I scoff in weakness's face. Weakness is for sissy cry babies.
and last but not least...
10. Tiffany needs plastic surgery sooo badly, and Tiffany should start wearing a paper bag if she won't.
* ouch

And here's a cool "Tiffany needs" picture courtesy of Google just for shits and gigs.

La Princessa's long lost cousin

2009-01-05T08:54:00.000-08:00

It is currently 9:10 am on Monday morning. I get in to work at 7 am. So far today, I've accomplished absolutely nothing. Part of it has to do with that I have no work to do. The other part is that I've been sicker than a dog for the past five days and I'm lightheaded. I'm sure I could drum up something that looks like work if I could just think clearly. Anyway...

the last two weeks, my company decided to close down the sales department so that they could cut back on some payroll expenses. One of our sales assistants seems to be quite a bit like La Princessa from Temple's blog. I won't name names for fear that the crazy bitch will somehow come across my blog.

There are many stories about this girl who is yet to be named. Should anyone have suggestions, please feel free to fill me in.

Let me give you a little background on this girl. At first she seemed really nice. Then it was revealed that she might need to be on meds. The stories range from the police coming to our work to question her, to her telling us horrid stories about restraining orders on her parents, to her coming to work early and falling asleep in her car causing her to be an hour late to work.

And now for the first story of the year:

She told everyone how Big of Rob and Big fame bought her a drink in Reno over the holiday. "You know...the big guy from Rob and Big....what's his name?"

Flashback Friday

2009-01-02T12:57:00.000-08:00

It is Friday, isn't it?

I got this from Temple. Here's how it goes.

Go here for a random date. Then go here for the Top 40 charts from the week of your random date.

Then tell the whole world via your blog a story about the song you chose.

First of all, let me just say that my Top 40 week is pretty freakin' hilarious. I think that music during this week was kinda crappy and shallow. But I like and remember almost every song on the list.

My random date is July 24, 2000.

During this time I lived in Minnesota and had a live in boyfriend that I really didn't care much for. But since I am not one for change, I sucked it up and dealt with it for another 2 years. Another story another blog.

The song I selected is It's Gonna Be Me by N 'Sync.

My son was 2...almost 3 years old at this time. He got the music gene from his mama. No, we're not musically talented. We just love lots of music. And he loved N 'Sync. So much so that Danielle bought him an N 'Sync action figure and he thought it was the coolest thing ever.

My loser boyfriend at the time had twin younger siblings; Katie and Bobby. I remember Katie being a bit more mature for her age than a typical girl. And Bobby being the typical teenager. We'd go to the family's house and they'd be watching TRL. But whenever N 'Sync came on, it seemed like everyone was drawn to the TV. I'm not sure if it was just because of the time we were in - pop music was dominated by teenagers and boy bands. Or if they were really a talented group. I mean, all these years later, we can only account for Justin Timberlake, right?

Anyway, I don't really have a crazy story for any of these songs on the Top 40 for that week because all I really did at that time was work. But I remember that N 'Sync just kinda took over that whole summer.

it really makes me wonder...

2008-12-31T09:28:00.000-08:00

1. Why did Mariah Carey marry Nick Cannon?
2. Why are my teaspoons from Ikea so ridiculously small?
3. Why does my son watch WWE on the internet?
4. What is the appeal to golf?
5. Why do I seem to always fall ill on New Year's?
6. Why does anyone care about Brad and Angelina?
7. Who the hell is Cash Warren and how did he get to marry Jessica Alba?
7a. Further, what's the big fucking deal with Jessica Alba?
8. If there are generics for medicines, who chooses to purchase the brand name?
9. How do I get all these stains out of my carpet?
10. Why do men say "we" when they really mean "you"?
11. Why can't I just inherit like a million dollars so I don't have to work?
12. Where are Carmen Sandiego and Waldo?
13. Why would someone with no job spend their days fishing instead of looking for a new job?
14. Why is David Beckham married to Posh Spice instead of just hooking up with me?
15. Why is it that now I have $30 in iTunes credit, but can't think of anything to buy with it?
16. Why does my iPod say it's 4:12 am when it's really 9:36 am?
17. Why am I still checking work email on my day off?
18. Do you have answers to any of these questions?
19. Is it just me, or does the new Kanye album kinda suck?
20. Does anyone really like I Kissed A Girl by Katy Perry or does everyone just sing it because it's so damn catchy?
21. Why do I wake up every morning at 4 am on the dot..but only for about 3 or 4 minutes?
22. If termites eat wood, then why are there balls of wood left behind?
23. Why doesn't spell check on the computer recognize the word internet?

I was tagged a month and a half ago....

2008-12-30T16:56:00.000-08:00

I've been tagged by Danielle! This means that I have to tell you eight random facts about myself and then tag eight other people. Yay! So, here it goes:

1. I've been avoiding Blogger for the past month and a half because I didn't get a good turn out for my internet BFF search and didn't feel like explaining it to anyone. Sorry.

2. I hate the Yankees. Hate them hate them hate them.

3. I'm currently on a mission to find a pink Nintendo DS for myself. Actually...I'd settle for any color except blue. But I really really want a pink one.

4. When I'm excited I don't just say yeah. I say yeah yeah yeah yeah. I didn't notice this until someone pointed it out to me a couple months ago and everyone in the room laughed and said that I do.

5. I am maybe one of the most impatient people on the planet.

6. My dream job is to be a "cut man" - scratch that - "cut chick" for UFC fighters. I want to wrap hands before fights and stick gobs of Vaseline onto fighter's faces in between rounds when they have 3 inch gashes on their foreheads.

7. I have recently realized that I don't really give a shit about anything serious that most adults care about. Meaning as long as my family and I have a roof over our head and food in our stomachs, that's all I really care about. I don't care if I own the roof or rent it hourly. I just care that it's there. You come into the world with nothing. You can't take it with you when you die, so who cares. Everything is replaceable. Material shit is just that. I think people forget that.

8. I love to eat fondant right out of the box. There's no need to put it on cake.

Now that you know 8 random facts about me, I want to know some about you! Here are the fellow bloggers I've tagged:

http://pmc40.blogspot.com/
http://hawk052.blogspot.com/
http://alwayschasingcars.blogspot.com/
http://chichiluv2.blogspot.com/

Ok, so the tag rules are as follows: Each player starts with eight random fact/habits about themselves. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. At the end of your blog post, you need to tag eight people and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’ve been tagged and to read your blog.

how fucking cool is this?

2008-12-30T16:39:00.000-08:00

So here's the story. Way back in like..I dunno, March I think, James, his uncle Kenny, his aunt Lisa(who is a very good friend of mine) and I happened upon a hookah bar in Foster City. None of us had ever smoked hookah, so we kinda sorta ditched the family for a little bit to go check it out. We all loved it. Flash forward to August of this year when Sami, Debi, and Shawn all bought me a hookah for my birthday. I was stoked. And I freely share the hookah wealth.

I brought the hookah to a family gathering for Thanksgiving where Lisa and I chilled and smoked the hookah. I thought..how cool would it be to buy her one for Christmas? So I did. Then she emailed me a couple days before Christmas telling me that Kenny gave her an early gift and it's a hookah. Great. Just great. Then James says, "Why don't you just send one to Danielle?" Duh! Why didn't I think of that?

So I spread the good news to Danielle. And she's stoked. Today, she sends me a text telling me that she's going to send an iTunes gift card to me via email to thank me for the hookah because I refuse to let her pay me for it.

This is where the story gets cool.

Danielle sent it to the wrong email address. And the guy, who's name is Tom, was nice and honest enough to email her back and tell her he's not me. Even better, he asked her to have me email him because he's been getting my email for months.

I emailed Tom and thanked him for not being a total douche by not stealing my iTunes gift card. Then, because I'm so unashamedly nosy, I looked him up on My Space and realized that he just might be the male version of Danielle and me. So we chit chatted back and forth over email for a little bit and found out that there is a small possibility that we could be related.

How fucking cool is that?

so....the bff search

2008-12-30T16:37:00.000-08:00

I'm over it. I only had two people volunteer. Thanks Temple and Angie. It's done and over. Moving on...

Flashback Friday on Sunday

2008-11-16T13:51:00.000-08:00

So my Blogger friend Temple has this cool thing she does called Flashback Friday. I asked her if I could steal and and she said yes. Then I got lazy and didn't even do it. But she did it again, and that makes me officially behind, so OK. I'm gonna do it right now.

(I copy and pasted all of this from her.)
So, this is how the game is played, kiddos. Use the "random date generator" (seriously, this exists) at

http://sqa.fyicenter.com/Online_Test_Tools/Random_Date_Time_Value_Generator.php

to pick a random date (I limited my search from 1990 through today) and then I took the random date and plugged it in to Google with "top 40 hits" and voila, I got the Top 10 Songs on that date. The idea is to choose one of the Top 10 Songs from your random date and then have a "flashback"!
(end of copy and paste from Temple's blog)

OK, well I'm not as smart as her. I tried to do the google thing and there were way too many options. So I pulled my random date,which was December 8, 1990 and then I googled "December 8, 1990 music" and I found a link to Billboard. ANYWAY....my song is Because I Love You by Stevie B.

So here's the scene. It's 7th grade in Manteca, CA. At this particular point in time, I've got a group of girlfriends and we all run like a pack of wolves. Angie, Jennifer, Beth, Priscilla, Selena, Dana, and me. We rolled deep. We were at the winter dance that I had absolutely no interest in going to. At that time, I only danced in Angie's bedroom or in Priscilla's living room or in my room. I didn't want to take my dancing skills (or lack of) public. But the girls went to the dance, so of course I had to go.

Much like now, I had to be different. I wasn't the prissy girl, but I wasn't some freak of nature kid either. I just felt like if I was going to waste my time going to a dance, then something cool had better happen. Well, nothing cool happened. All the girls were holding up the wall on one side of the cafeteria and the boys were holding up the wall at the other end of the cafeteria. I'm not joking when I say that it went on like this for at least a half an hour. It was lame. Finally, Amy and Charlie (two people I have no idea where they are now) met in the middle and slow dance to probably New Kids on the Block or something. Me and the girls snickered. Priscilla knew I was ready to head for the door. So she dared me. Back in those days, I couldn't say no to a dare.

She dared me to dance with the nerdiest kid in school. I can't remember his name name, but he had read hair and he was super smart. And he kinda smelled like pee and he always had pink eye. So I told her I'd ask him to dance when the next slow song came on. And of course, it had to be Stevie B., Because I Love You. Ugh. So I asked him and he got all excited and said yeah. Great.

According to iTunes, this song is 4 minutes and 20 seconds. I can tell you that in 7th grade, this song is 37 minutes and 42 seconds.

The nerd kid was shaking while he had his hands around my waist and we walked in a circle for 37 minutes and 42 seconds. By the time the song was over, his hormones went into overdrive and he smelled of B.O. and I had sweat marks on my shirt from where his hands were.

Gross.

I hated all of my girls for the rest of the night.

New Internet Best Friend Part II

2008-11-16T12:54:00.000-08:00

Happy Sunday folks. Here's an update and the official start of the bff search. Let me just say that I have a serious case of ADD and Danielle gave me a swift kick in the ass to get me moving on this. So, here it goes.

Every Sunday, I'll post a new "challenge" or request for something that I need you to do. Danielle will be THE judge. We figured we didn't really want to do something that requires a lot of work, because if you're like me, you're already bored too. Haha! OK, so this week I'm asking a very basic thing from you. Add me to your My Space and/or Facebook. The link to my My Space page is here and my Facebook is here.

All you have to do is send me a friend's request and let me know you're from Blogger. Then Danielle and I will scour your pages and next Sunday we'll let you know who is in and who is out.

Sundays will be the big days for the New Internet Best Friend. I'll post a new challenge every Sunday and also follow up on the week previous.

So what do you get for winning the internet best friend? I will pimp your blog on My Space, on Facebook, as well as here on Blogger. And if you really want, I'll send you a signed picture of me. :)

So this is officially the the start of Round One. Imagine the sound of a bell ringing.

imitation is the sincerest form of flattery

2008-11-13T08:50:00.000-08:00

However, from this minute forward if you see something on my blog that you deem worthy of being on your blog, please let me know. Otherwise I kinda feel like you just ripped my tongue out of my mouth so you could speak. Thank you and Happy Thursday readers!!

Tagged for tidbits

2008-11-12T18:23:00.000-08:00

I got this from a fellow blogger. She didn't actually tag me, but her blog invited any and all readers to do it too, and so I am. Maybe this will even come in handy for my potential new best friend.

Here goes....

Tidbit No. 1: I'm really white. So white that I don't tan. I just burn, blister, peel, and then I'm white again. One time in high school I tried using tanning lotion and turned orange. So after that faded away, I thought I'd use foundation to add some color to my legs. In case you are not aware, foundation should ONLY be applied on the face. Unless you want make up rings on your socks.

Tidbit No. 2: I'm really competitive. I've been that way my whole life, but have only recently realized it. It doesn't matter what's going on. I always have to win whatever game I'm playing. If I don't, then the game sucks and I'm not friends with whoever kicked my ass for at least 5 minutes.

Tidbit No. 3: I really hate when the window is open when I'm sleeping if it's less than say, 70 degrees or so outside. I wake up with a horrific sore throat every time. James and I have tried to find a happy medium, but the sore throat results in me snoring and then him rolling me around the bed to shut me up. I don't win that battle. So every night, I don't like him for at least 5 minutes.

Tidbit No. 4: I really really really hate it when clocks are set to the wrong time. Right now, my computer clock says 6:32 pm, so I can promise you that every clock in my apartment says 6:32 pm right now as well. I don't know where this comes from, but I really cannot stand it when clocks say different times. If every clock is wrong, that's fine. But they all need to be in sync (not like the boy band). I might be a little OCD and I'm totally cool with that.

Tidbit No. 5: I typically don't care what people think of me. I don't care if someone sees me out shopping with my hair a ratted mess, make up all down my face, and wearing sweats that are 2 sizes too big for me. But if someone doesn't laugh at something funny I said, I take it very personally. Call me ugly, call me lazy, don't call me unfunny.

Tidbit No. 6: I can fall asleep at any time I want to and anywhere I want to. Doesn't matter the time of day, what's going on, or who's there. Give me 3 minutes with my eyes closed and I'll be dreaming in 4.

Tidbit No. 7: Whenever Danny and James are gone and I have the apartment to myself, I always plan to watch TV, read a book, pluck my eyebrows, and other assorted things that one can think of to get done when no one else is home. But almost every time I have the time to myself, I sit in front of my computer and waste my day away on MySpace, TMZ and Perez Hilton.

OK, so there it is. I'm not tagging anyone though. It's not that I'm too lazy, it's that I don't know how. Alright, I'm too lazy to take the time to learn how.

It's your turn.

Go.

New Internet Best Friend Part I

2008-11-12T17:46:00.000-08:00

OK, two followers, one person I know who reads my blog but isn't a follower, and any and everyone else. I have an update. If you read the post that I did last night, you'll know that I was pondering what makes one qualify as a best friend. Damn Paris Hilton. I half jokingly mentioned maybe starting a BFF friend search like Paris Hilton. Minus the skanks and parties and MTV camera crew. However, I have received 2 comments on people who said they'd be down to do it. Danielle thinks it's fucking hilarious (I might have over exaggerated a little), so we're doing it. We were just talking on the phone and started throwing around some ideas to get the ball rolling. She said I need to make a list of things I love and things I hate. So off the top of my head, here's what I have so far.

Things I Love:
*Sex and the City
*UFC
*chocolate
*bad music (bad meaning Britney Spears. If you're laughing, you're automatically DQ'd)
*kool aid
*lasagna
*Desperate Housewives
*The Real Housewives of (fill in city here, except New York. I hate those bitches)
*ok....most reality TV

And now on to..

Things I Hate:
*when clocks are wrong
*germs
*The Real Housewives of New York
*worms, slugs, snails - basically all things that have less than one leg (people excluded) and things that have more than six legs
*drama queens
*Hannah Montana

Alright. So there's the rough draft of the list. I'm sure it will change a million times because as I previously mentioned, I'm really forgetful and I can't think of anything else right now.

Danielle and I also discussed what does it mean to be an internet best friend. Like, what does the winner get out of it. I was thinking big and thought that the winner can have an all expenses unpaid trip to San Francisco and we can have lunch (of your choice because you're paying). She thought that was cool. Then she said that maybe the winner can also have an autographed picture of yours truly. Insert obvious one liner here (Save it because it'll be worth money some day).

We also need to come up with a list of challenges that can all be done online. So no, I won't ask anyone to eat a fetal pig's no no parts. I might ask you to post videos. Ohh...that one just came to me! Maybe you can even do my homework! Happy day! I dunno. We shall see.

And as if all this isn't already cool enough, Danielle's gonna do it too! I know you guys are jumping off your chairs and screaming like you just saw Brangelina walk into your living room. It's exciting, I know. I'm stoked too.

OK, so there it is. The stupid Paris Hilton idea runs through my mind onto my fingertips and onto Blogger. Should be fun and definitely interesting. :)

email joke of the day

2008-11-12T07:12:00.000-08:00

One sunny day late in January 2009, an old man approached the White House from across Pennsylvania Avenue , where he'd been sitting on a park bench.

He spoke to the U. S. Marine standing guard and said, 'I would like to go in and meet with President Bush.'

The Marine looked at the man and said, 'Sir, Mr. Bush is no longer president and no longer resides here.'

The old man said, 'Okay' and walked away.

The following day, the same man approached the White House and said to the same Marine, 'I would like to go in and meet with President Bush.'

The Marine again told the man, 'Sir, as I said yesterday, Mr. Bush is no longer president and no longer resides here.'

The man thanked him and, again, just walked away.

The third day, the same man approached the White House and spoke to the very same U. S. Marine, saying 'I would like to go in and meet with President Bush.'

The Marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and said, 'Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to speak to Mr Bush. I've told you already that Mr. Bush is no longer the president and no longer resides here. Don't you understand?'

The old man looked at the Marine and said, 'Oh, I understand. I just love hearing it.'

The Marine snapped to attention, saluted, and said, 'See you tomorrow!!!!!'.

Originality for $500 please, Alex

2008-11-11T18:29:00.000-08:00

Despite my keen sense of adaptability (is that even a word?), I'm not really much one for change. I used to like Facebook. Until they changed the layout. But yesterday, MySpace launched this new 2.0 thing or whatever it's called. I took to it quite well. In fact, I kinda love it. And I took down my Barack Obama layout for something less political and maybe more cute. Not saying he's ugly..I'm just saying something different that the seriousness of politics. Anyway, I like my MySpace layout so much that I have now made it my blog layout. There's a gazillion layouts out www.pyzam.com if you're interested. Just don't use this one.

I wasn't planning on discussing this, but the TV is on for background noise. And Paris Hilton is auditioning people for a new best friend. So it makes me wonder, 1. WTF happened to Nicole Ritchie? 2. Why would anyone want to be Paris Hilton's bff? 3. Why do they just keep giving reality shows to any and everyone?

I'm thinking, what would the criteria be to find a new best friend? Do people actually go out and meet friends with a mental check list of what their friends should or should not be? What makes your regular friends different from good friends and different from best friends?

No, I'm not the girl that doesn't have any friends. I have friends. And I have my best friend. Who I didn't like when I first met, by the way. I'm just curious what makes people decide who is who and what is what.

And I'm thinking that I should have a blogger best friend search! How cool would that be? But Danielle, you can't play. Read the fine print. It's not for friends and family. You're already employed here.

I think that when I figure out how to pimp out my blog and get more than 2 followers (thanks for the pity, Brittany) maybe we can make a game and have new internet best friends that we don't know. Thoughts?

FINE PRINT: Danielle cannot play this game.

bitterness is not becoming

2008-11-07T20:30:00.000-08:00

If you know me, you know that I have the worst memory ever. Truth be told, in my 30 years of life, I've been through more than most people at the age of 50. And I'm OK with that. The past is what made me who I am today. I'm writing this blog now to rant and to rave about a couple different things in no particular order. I know I warned you guys before about my bad formatting in blogs and whatever else I decide to write. But you're a smart person, you can figure it all out. Well, most of you are smart people. I won't name names....but you, you know who you are, you really are an idiot. No nice way to say it.

Back to the topic at hand, this week has been one of the most memorable weeks in my lifetime. And there aren't really many that I can remember. I remember the week my mom died, I remember the week of my son's birth, I remember the week my dad's life changed forever, I remember the week of 9/11, I remember the week I left Minnesota to come back home to California, and I remember the week that James and I became one. I know that's kinda cheesy, but we're not married and I don't want to say we starting going "steady" because that's even more cheesy. But this week we as a country made history. And I didn't think it could be done.

****For the record, I did NOT vote for Barack Obama based on the fact that he is black.****

I voted for Barack Obama because I want the troops to come home and stop fighting a war that is not ours, I believe that a woman has the right to choose what she wants to do with a fetus that is growing within her, I believe that we need to come together as a country and help each other to get ourselves out of this mess that Dubbya put us in.

I have friends that are Republican. I respect every one's opinions. I also like to tease and joke with people and people always tease me and joke back with me. On election night, a friend of mine and I had a bit of a political comment war on My Space. All in good fun. But then, Barack Obama was announced the projected winner. And then all the sudden, this particular Republican friend of mine was no longer in the mood for teasing and joking. Apparently, no Republican was in the mood for happiness or positivity of any sort. Poor John McCain trying to give his concession speech had to tell his followers numerous times to stop booing and be proud and to give support to the new president elect. McCain's speech gave me more respect for him because he was such a supporter for the country that he loves so much, he was just honored to make the presidential ballot and honored that he still has the opportunity to serve the country he loves. He was very gracious in his loss.

I wish I could say the same for the majority of Republicans that I've encountered who took the loss with him.

Within hours, I was seeing people posting My Space bulletins saying how the country is going to hell. Our president elect supports terrorism. If he's not white, he's not right. He's Muslim. He's this he's that. Every American that voted for him is an ignorant person who voted for him JUST BECAUSE HE IS BLACK.

It amazes me how people are. I can guarantee you that if McCain had won the election, there wouldn't be all this trash talking. In my disgust for the way people are talking and posting these bulletins chalk full of lies, I changed my status on My Space to "Tiffany wonders why people can't lose gracefully". This caused a bit of friction with my friend as she thought I was taking target directly at her. We went back and forth with a few messages and I eventually was indirectly accused of believing views other than my own are not of value. I never said anything like that. I just am really disappointed in the way this is all being handled.

I read an article yesterday on ktvu.com that really saddened me. A black family in Pleasanton, CA with a Barack Obama sign in front of their home, woke up to slashed tires and the front door spray painted with threats. Can anyone please tell me what year it is?

I am disgusted by the way people are acting. I didn't vote for George W. Bush in either election. I didn't act the way these people are acting now. No one did. So it makes me wonder, since you damn Republicans keep pulling the race card, would the loss have been softer for you if Barack Obama's name was Bill Olson, he was white, and a Bible thumping Christian? Because that's all you seem to talk about. Does his religion really matter? Since when did being Muslim make you a terrorist? Does that mean that every Pakistani, every Afghani, every Iraqi is a terrorist too? Of course not. And for one to think that way, you'd have to have your head so far up your prejudiced ass that you smell shit for a week. I don't personally know anyone that voted for Barack Obama based solely on the fact that he is half black. Half!! The other half is white! But that doesn't matter either. He could have been blue with orange stripes and silver polka dots and I would not have cared less. His race is simply an added bonus to the package. I am excited for and proud of our country for electing him president despite his race. I never thought I'd see the day when we would have someone of color (black, Hispanic, Asian, Indian, etc.) in the White House. And you should be proud too.

I cannot wait for January 20th.

Barack Obama is MY PRESIDENT!

2008-11-04T20:07:00.000-08:00

WOW! I am so proud to be an American. I honest to blog didn't think that in my lifetime I'd see a black president. I am so happy that we have come so far, even though clearly, we have so far to go. I've never been so excited for an election. This is definitely one for the history books. I literally have tears of joy. So to everyone, thank you. Everyone's vote counts. We did it. My faith is officially restored.

Publish Post

Nike Run Like a Girl 2008

2008-11-03T11:40:00.000-08:00

I was going to blog about it like 2 weeks ago and I never did. I forgot. OK. I didn't forget. I got lazy. Blogging can be time consuming. And I have the attention span of a 4 year old drinking Red Bull.

I completed the Nike Run Like a Girl Half Marathon in San Francisco on October 19th. How you ask? I don't know exactly, but when I find out, I'll let you know. I didn't really train for it. I went to the gym avidly for the first few months after I signed up for it (I signed up in like...I dunno. March). The last 3 months I drove past the gym, smiled, waved, and kept on going about my business.

Someone in that sort of condition really has no business trying to complete a half marathon. 13.1 miles is a looooong way. Especially is San Francisco where the hills are HELLACIOUS. But I did. And my total time was 4 hours 35 minutes and 21 seconds. I did not run or job a single step of it. However, I did get some pretty bad ass blisters on my feet and tendonitis. What's even cooler is that I got a Tiffany's necklace for completing it. That certainly was my motivation to finish.

As I was going through the course, I noticed photographers in random areas. I figured they were just from local papers. Oh no. I was wrong. Turns out Nike was "nice" enough to have photographers take our pictures so they could spead them all over the internet. Since I did not even attempt to train or lose weight or do anything to actually resemble someone that runs, I'm not exactly overjoyed by these photos. Perhaps I'm being overly critical of myself. Perhaps I'm not. I figured maybe I should post a few of the pics here so that if anyone is going to make fun of me, you have the opportunity to do so to my face via my blog.....and now I'm realizing that I can't post them. So here's the link.

http://www.brightroom.com/view_user_event.asp?EVENTID=41309&BIB=9855&LNSEARCH=1&PWD=

Here's my mile markers to prove I did it.

My name was also on the window of Nike Town (sans phone number for a good time).

Am I supposed to be mad or laugh?

2008-10-22T19:15:00.000-07:00

Anyone that has children or raises other people's children knows that there are many many obstacles to overcome in trying to teach these kids what's right and what's wrong amongst the 5 gazillion other things we need to instill in them. Today, Danny taught me again that it is hard to lecture, nag, and/or discipline when what he does is probably the same thing I would do....as an adult.

Case in point: As we were trying to get out of the Safeway parking lot, some idiot in front of me decided that he wanted to turn left onto Fremont Blvd. Fremont Blvd. is a very busy intersection. You'd be lucky if you can even go right out of this particular driveway. So he had at least 6 cars plus the Burger King drive thru backed up while we all waited for him to get his stupid ass out of the way. Some other dumb ass starts honking his horn behind me as if that will solve the world's problems. Finally there's a brief moment where he can gun it and make it across. I move out to the right and get into the far left turning lane (it makes sense if you've seen the intersection) and the honking guy pulls up next to me in the outside turning lane.

And he's staring at me. Like I'm the one that caused everyone to sit and wait. Now typically, I'd yell out the window and tell him to fuck off and what not. But this guy was just strange. He held eye contact with me for like 6 seconds and it creeped me out. So I looked away.

Danny is sitting in the passenger's seat and hears me mumble to myself what a fucking freak show this guy is.

So we're sitting at the light for what seems to be an eternity. If you know me, you know that I most likely have a mild case of ADD. We sat there for so long, that I'm not kidding you, I forgot about the freak staring me down. Then....

"HEY!"

I look over and freak show is talking to me.

"WHAT?" WTF does this jerk off want?

"You better look at your kid and tell him to get his hand in the car."

I look at him like he's out of his mind. Don't tell me what to do with my kid. Then my mind starts thinking about what I'd do if I was a kid and some honking freak show was staring at my mom. So I say:

"What are you talking about? What did he do?"

"He's flipping me off."

Now...as a parent..how do I handle this? Do I have five Danny because that's really what I want to do? Do I tell him that freak show might have a gun and it's not cool to flip off people? You have to know who's the right candidate after all...

So I tell Danny loudly (so that freak show hears), "Keep your hands in the car. You can't flip off people, they might be FUCKING CRAZY."

And I really try so hard not to smile or laugh while telling Danny this. I did pretty good. But now poor Danny probably thinks I was mad at him. I just can't tell him that it was funny because then he'll do it all the time. Ha..like he doesn't do it now.

I am such a bad liar

2008-10-22T18:58:00.000-07:00

A couple of weeks ago, my festive neighbors put two pumpkins outside their door. Not carved, not decorated, just two pumpkins sitting on the hallway floor looking for attention. I've been looking at them every day thinking of ways to spice them up. Use a Sharpee for expletives...no, I don't know them well enough for them to see my humor. Roll then down the stairs...could be funny, but not nice. Carve them....hell no. Make them into pumpkin pie...too much work. So there they sat. Lonely. Boring. Plain. Kinda like some creepy lady that has 50 cats and collects finger nails in a jar. Blah.

Angee flew out from Minnesota on Thursday night. My friend Sami let Danny sleep over on Saturday night so that Angee and I could do the half marathon on Sunday (another blog, another time). Sami asked Danny if he wanted to carve pumpkins on Sunday and he said ok. Then I remembered that a couple years ago, I got some Halloween stuff on clearance. So I pulled it out of the drawer thinking in was those pokey pattern things. Well they weren't. Instead, they were those stickers you put on pumpkins when you're too lazy to carve.

Ding ding ding! I had a brilliant idea. Let's kidnap the neighbor's pumpkins and decorate them with stickers! And so we did on Friday morning.

We put them back in their respective places in the hallway looking way cooler than cat ladies that collect finger nails. Now they're like the guy at the club that hits on every girl because he has too much confidence but still goes home alone. Hey, at least it's an upgrade, right?

Angee and I were so proud of ourselves. The neighbors had no idea who pulled this massive trick on them and their pumpkins.

By Saturday morning, the stickers were falling off. But I noticed that someone was putting them back on. Over the past few days I've seen the steps repeated. Stickers fall off and someone puts them back on.

Tonight as I was walking up the stairs to my apartment, my neighbor, one half of the pumpkin owners asked me if I did that to their pumpkins. I tried to lie. Actually, I believe my head was shaking "no" as my mouth said "yes". He laughed and thanked me and said that they really like them.

No good deed goes unnoticed.

And that is just one of my stories for today.