Trapped at the Drive Thru

It's been boring at work lately and so co-workers and I were watching this while waiting for patients to show up...what free time does to people. I swear.

Goodbye Summer (Almost)

Since I'm too lazy to do an actual post, I'm just going to list things that I should've posted, but didn't...until now that is. Summer fun stuff:

1. Northern California trip for Lola Mary's 100th - which I kept calling Lola Mary's wedding. Hrm.

2. Training with Mr. T - I don't really know if this actually counts as "fun" but I'll put it in for all the suffering I've been through.

3. Lobsterfest at San Pedro - we used an older lady so we could cut in line. Sadness. The things ppl do to get food.

4. Justin Timberlake's Future Sex Love Sound Concert - who knew that it would be awesome?!

5. Angel's Game - I just went for the hot dogs and nachos...oh and the 7th inning stretch! Brends got us free seats that were really, really close to the field.

6. Spa Hopping for some tranquility.

7. Mark & Grace's Wedding :) I can't find my camera, so I don't actually own pics of this :/

Knotty by Nature

Life. Not fair.

I know this how? Well, let's see: All the hot boys I meet are GAY. (Unless you're gay. Then they're just straight). Chocolates are bad for you. And, massages, which should be deemed a necessity, are far too expensive to get regularly.

I recently went to Burke Williams to get a massage. Yes, the wondrous hands of well qualified massage therapists can transport you to otherwordly places that'll just make you doze off and drool. (Not that I did that). Although, the massage was awesome, I think I have a problem relaxing 'cause my body is chronically contracted. Oh wells. It still felt nice. Plus, the lighting was nice a low and there was a fireplace where I could read my lil' book. It was such a Harry-Potter-common-room-moment.

Then, I went to the jacuzzi. But, all I could think about was how I could potentially get trichomoniasis by having direct contact with the surfaces that are contaminated by the parasite. It could potentially survive in moist environments for several hours---places like a wet towel, a bathing suit, or a toilet seat. I know these modes of transmission are rare, but still. Nasties man. Cochino! So, I got out of the jacuzzi and rinsed myself off in the shower.

Anyways, my next spa stop is at Wine and Roses in August. I'm getting the Wellness massage, so hopefully by then I've learned how to relax & stop thinking about stupid diseases.

Cheese's Bicycle Accident

Cheese had a bicycle accident last Memorial Day weekend. I told her I would commemorate a post about her. So, here's to you Cheesey!

Because I'm actually too lazy to post about the incident & things that I've done with my life lately, you ppl should just check out Cheese's blog. And, you will know that I'm not really a complete waste of time. Only a partial waste of time. Productivity is so overrated anyway.

Running

I am one week & two days strong.

One hundred & six more to go....

Sigh

Sadness.

I think I have PMDD like in the commercials.

I hate this.

I shall period soon...eeeew!

"The path I am walking I must go alone
I must take baby steps until I'm full grown."

"You must try the things you think you cannot do"
~Eleanor Roosevelt

Scariness

My anthropologies to all three of my blog readers for the lack of posts lately. It's 'cause I haven't been on the internet in eons! Anyway, it's storytime. Okaaay. Today I found out my body fat percentage & for the first time since freakin' high school I checked my weight. Holy crapola! I was walking around thinking I'm cute. Apparently not! This is getting me really tachycardic. Must find a fluffy pillow and situate myself at the corner of my bed in fetal position and rock away this scariness...

Weird Dreams Again

A few days ago I had this weird dream that I had worms in my body. And, they were coming out of my eyes and me-ass!!! Hehe. It was really disgusting. But, for some unknown reason, I wanted to analyze the worms and figure out what kind of worms they were. Hrm...the remnants of microbiology applied. At least these dreams are just gross. They're much better than the recurring ones I have of me running after someone and wanting to beat the crap outta them...so much anger.

Dreaming of Tattoos

A few days ago I had this dream I got a tattoo on my right arm. It was a colored tattoo of an ugly samurai girl surrounded by flowers that went all the way up to my shoulder. I dreamt that getting the tattoo didn't hurt at all. In fact, I didnt even feel anything. Then, the person charged me $225 dollars for it. Why? I dunno. After getting the tattoo, I was saying, "Oh my gosh!!! Why would I get it on my arm?! I can never go to any formal events! There's a stupid samurai on my arm! Why didn't I get it on my lower back?!?! I knew I should've stuck to getting a rose!" Gosh, so much regret. Now, I know...don't get a tattoo of an ugly samurai girl with flowers on my right arm.

Back Home

Yay! I'm back home :) It's kinda weird to be here, but at the same time it's like I never left. I am still sans a car and still without half my clothes. I lost my phone charger, so I can't call anyone because my phone ran out of batteries and no one at home has a charger like mine. Well, at least no one that lives with me. I'm rambling again. But, this is what I do best people! You should know this by now.

Anyway, belated Happy Easter to those I didn't say happy Easter to. My Easter composed of going to mass with Cheese, Ballzee, and the parents. I had to borrow a dress from Ballzee 'cause my flight arrived pretty late 'cause I was delayed at Vegas for three hours. Ballz gave me this sixties type clubbing dress for Easter with this huge belt that wrapped around just below my kumquats. Yeeeah. I wore it to church. I didn't have a choice. We were gonna be late! And, I didn't want to search my luggage for a dress. Oh well...some outfit days are just meant to be off.

'Twas good to have easter with the family and all the good food. Those miniature empanadas and lobsters were the bane of my existence. Yesterday, I ate so much that I passed out on the couch while people were playing Wii. And, then today I woke up all early to workout and I was putting my shoes on in the family room and I passed out on the couch again until 2 in the afternoon. Honestly, sometimes I wonder if I have mono. Maybe I'm anemic. Maybe I'm suffering from one of those unknown illnesses: passing out sober. Who knows?!?! I'm just trying to update this blog that I've ignored for a looong time.

Today is the beginning of a new era people!!!! Should I commemorate it by starting a new blog? Or should I just continue on with this one? Whatcha think? Click on comments please...

Something For You to Look At

Dreams of Paradise

So much snow here...wishing I was in Hawaii...

Photos by Kim Taylor Reece.

Chicago

I love how these pictures capture the spirit of the city. It's kind of odd how many times I've driven to the city this past month. Gosh, what a little free time does to me huh? I'll miss you Chicago. Pictures from www.chicagouncommon.com.

Psychic To the Future

Vince: Hey, you wanna go see a psychic?

Me: Heck ya!

Vince: Google one up and let's go!

Me: Okaaaay.

Vince and I drive far, far, away to a city called Naperville at 9 o'clock at night. And, we get to this house. Not a commercial building, but a freakin' house to see a psychic. So, I park my car in a position that's best for a clean get-a-way in case we get abducted by these psychics. And, I make Vince ring the doorbell because I don't wanna be the one who gets grabbed by the neck once the door opens....

Then, the door opens and there's this lady that looks like a gypsy and a scrawny dog that clearly needs to be neutered. I'm like, hi we called Steve and he said he can do a psychic reading for us tonight. And the lady is like, come in. In my head, I'm like, crap...we are so gonna get abducted, but I want a psychic reading! Hrm...psychic reading or abducted? Psychic reading it is!!!!

So, Vince and I are in the house and then Gypsy lady calls Steve to get his bum down the stairs 'cause there's two people here for a psychic reading. And, I'm thinking in my head. This is so funny and so not real.

So, Steve and Gypsy lady separate me and Vince 'cause we can't do our reading together 'cause they said our thoughts will interfere with their reading. Gypsy lady tells Vince to go in this little room with a bunch of these pyschic clutter in it. And, I'm just happy that I wasn't the one sent in a little room. I got to sit in the dining room with Steve who was gonna read my mind and do tarot cards.

So, Steve tells me to say my first name three times and my birthday once. And he's suppose to be reading my mind or something. I really wasn't sure. And then he tells me a bunch of things.
And he's like, you like to work with your mind and hands. Hrm...thanks Steve. You are a happy person who likes...say it with me..friendship, honesty, love, communication. Hrm...

And then we do the tarot cards. And he makes me cut the deck once towards me. He's like you want to hear good and bad yes? I'm like of course. Whatevers. So, Steve goes on with the mind and hands again. You like to work with your mind and hands he says. Thank you Steve.

So, we're reading the cards and here's what he basically said:

1. I will have two kids

2. I will marry someone with a j or an m in their name (and I still don't know if it's starting with a j or m or whatever. But, yeah that sure narrows some people down)

3. I will marry someone who is not a doctor or a lawyer, but is not a blue collar worker...someone educated who can take care of me...someone between the height of 5'6'' to 5'9'' (So specific Steve. lol)

4. I should take more walks. Not only in life he says, but along a body of water. Hrm.

5. I should buy a car that's not black

6. I have an eye for color and I like to work with my mind and hands (What's up with the mind & hands?)

7. I will get a job in 60 days

8. Summer will be a time of huge, huge decisions for me

9. I like friendship, but I don't have lots of friends (lol)

10. And then I got a key for my last card and he's like doors are opening.

At the end of my psychic session Steve was like, you will have a question for me on or before Wednesday. Give me a call no charge. Can you say scary? And he's like write an emergency number down here. And I'm thinking crap! I'm gonna die soon. Why must it be an emergency number?!?! He's like, I will meditate on you and I will call you if something crucial comes up. Yikes!

Vince's experience was a little different and freakier. He was holding some kind of crystal ball and Gypsy lady was closing her eyes and holding this crystal wand and everytime he thought about something, she stopped twitching, opened her eyes and said his thoughts out loud. I'm just happy I didn't get her. I wouldn't be able to sleep.