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Tuesday, March 25, 2003

.hello? is.this.thing.on?

i've been randomly posting insignificant ramblings. well, what else is new you say? not much, i guess, it's just now i really don't have time to write anything down. there will be times when i'm testing, and i think of some tangent or i start wondering about something that i must have been thinking of in my sleep or in the shower. that's when we decided today to go makeup shopping tomorrow. since we don't get any photosynthesis up in here, we must attempt to look like we do. let me introduce benetint by benefit. i hear they make a mean gel blush thingy that you just brush on your cheeks or wherever you need that extra cherry complexion. makes you look like you just worked out. i'm all for that. i've been just a big lump the past week. i will have to catch up this weekend, for sure. maybe not 2 group workouts in a row, but defo 2 times this weekend.

so now that i actually have some time to write about the birds and the bees and this wonderful spring weather, i can't think of a darned thing to say. say wha? that's right, i'm speechless. what the frick was i thinking about today?

i miss my american idol. i missed kelly clarkson last week. damn. why oh why must i work for a living?

so since i haven't been updating this thing regularly, i'm surprised i've been getting a decent amount of traffic going through here. i'm sure people were just perusing the internet and somehow found this site. you know...the usual search for pictures of frenchie and her boobies usually leads the searcher here...but to the regulars (bob, marcel, marcel, & marcel) here's a big shout out...woohoo!

it's almost 1AM...what the hell am i doing writing?! i'm outtie.


Saturday, March 22, 2003

.damn.picks.

i thought that since i basically knew nothing about college basketball, i would have a good chance at picking the right teams to win. i got roped into joining my project pool, and of course started talkin shit to some of my coworkers. and you know when you start doing that, you're just dooming yourself to failure...here's my picks...:

.click.it.

yeah, so as you can see, i'm not doing so well. ah well...better luck next year?

Tuesday, March 18, 2003

.crappy.mood.

today was just an all around crappy day. i didn't eat the right thing or i'm not doing something that i should, because my mood swings were all over the place today. i don't really know what was up with it. i haven't updated this thing in a while, but it's because of all this damn work. this week should be the hell week, and hopefully it will get better next week. but who knows. nothing works right now. so who's to say that it'll all end up working next week?

didja see punk'd last night? it was an ok show. i thoroughly enjoyed justin's prank though. classic.

i'm not much for words right now. blame it on the test cases and the phones that just are not working with me today.






Wednesday, March 12, 2003

.punk'd.

have you seen that commercial on mtv for their new show punk'd? it's hilarious. the plot? ashton kutcher plays a practical joke on another star. and the first episode's victim? justin timberlake. something about jt's car having a 10,000+ fine to it. and the best part of it? jt looks so flustered when he hears about this fine he has to take a seat on the porch. classic.

the premiere date is monday march 17th at 10:30PM EST. check it out.

.mad.steve.

i must give a huge shout out to steve madden. even though i think he's in jail, he's got the right designers and advertising people working for him. those designers know what's up for sure. every time i go in one of their stores, there's some new style goin on that i just have to have. i got these cute ass shoes at steve yesterday. i know i'm on a buying freeze and all, but these were a defo must have. i mean, my work boots will be worn out soon, if i don't switch it up. and those damn boots are a pain in butt when i go through airport security. the business men must think i'm some hoochie mama with the 'hooker boots'. but those boots look quite nice with pants. nine west makes good shoes too and very comfortable. i've definitely gotten my money's worth from those boots. anyways, i'm wearing my new throwback-to-the-40s-style-mary-janes. and i was wearing a skirt yesterday, so when i tried these suckers on, they looked even cuter. now i just have to starve myself to get back on the money track. i guess it's good that my roll off date won't be until june...

i'm sure in two weeks, i'll be sorry i wrote that...

oh, check out how cute these are (but keep in mind that i got these in black leather, not whatever material they have showing here):


Tuesday, March 11, 2003

.nothing.really.

i really have nothing to say. i'm just bored at work. you ever get that way? i don't want to surf. i don't want to work. what do i want to do? sleep. just sleep. go back to the hotel, watch some tv and then sleep. i used to have some kinda drive in me to accomplish things. but it has slowly left me. i know next week we're gonna be hella busy. and i won't know how i can do anything else except work. but for now, i'm just sluggish. restless. blech.

i'm trying to update this site a bit. took out those jt pics, in case you didn't notice (i'm sure you did, marcel) i want to put up some nice pictures from this website i found, but i'm not sure if i'm allowed. anyone know the copyright laws of copying someone else's photography work and putting it up on your own site? anyways, i want to put up new pictures, but i don't want to do this while i'm at work. it'll have to wait until this weekend.

there is this loud discussion occurring on the other side of my cube. woman and man discussion. talking about some other project here. it's getting a little heated. i just wanna stand up and yell 'fight! fight!' and see what happens. i really need a more exciting job. my mind has just about had it. what happened to me?




Sunday, March 09, 2003

.go.to.bed.NOW.

so i am going to attempt to go to bed within one hour. i think this is the only way i will ever wake up at 3:45AM to catch my 7:08AM flight. i know it's a little early and all to be waking up, but i am not a morning person. i can barely stand it. so i don't like rushing. i take my sweet ass time curling every layer of my hair, just so it can be smushed as i lay my head back on the airplane headrest. although, if this plane tomorrow is going to be a fokker 100, those things don't have the customer friendly, adjustable headrest. and it's damn loud in the back a da bus there. last tuesday morning, i thought something might be the matter with the plane, because of all that buzzing noise, and then i realized it's just because i'm sitting in row 19 and not 8. i hope i remember to get a front seat when i reserved this flight.

kk is on vacation this week, so i get a luxury embassy suites hotel all to myself. yay me! it will be lonely, but i will remember to bring my journal and 4 magazines so i will not be bored. american idol should be good this week too, so i'll be plenty busy. work hours should be exceeding the usual 9 hour days, so there won't be much time for hanky panky.

we did some more spring cleaning today. all our christmas stuff is FINALLY put away. they weren't still acting like decorations; they were all in these 2 big rubbermaid containers, out in the open, and we just needed to find some room in the closets to stuff it in. so i threw out a lot of these shopping bags that i usually keep 'just in case,' just to make some room. do you tend to be a pack rat? i used to be much worse than i am today, but i still could use some help. i keep way too many boxes and bags for those 'just in case' situations, but until those situations arise, i'm stuck with extra things that just take up room and have no purpose. but it's getting better. promise.

i actually have some work to do before i go to bed. gotta skim these test plans, etc. wha? i don't know either. i guess i'll find out when i sit myself down and actually read these things. peace out yo.

Friday, March 07, 2003

.the.god.thing.

this week was pretty busy at work. it started out pretty bad, but got better as the week went on. first, i missed my flight tuesday morning. i knew something was wrong in my dream, because i felt like i had too much sleep. i really don't think my alarm went off (and archie tried to tell me not to blame electronics). i know there is a small chance that my arm reached over and shut it off without me remembering, but i don't think i sleep that deep anymore. anyways. i woke up at 6AM instead of 3:45AM. my flight was at 7:08AM. yeah. there was no way i was going to make it. so i freaked out, woke up archie, and said 'what do i do?'..then i took a deep breath, said sorry to archie for waking him up, picked up my laptop and cell phone, and called am ex travel to reschedule my flight. i ended up getting the last seat on the next flight at 9:56AM, which would get me into detroit at noon. it doesn't seem like that big of a deal, but i did actually have work to do and catch up on. anyways, i get to detroit and take the bus over to hertz, and my reserved car had jacked up brakes. i was debating whether to ask for a pt cruiser or not (just to see what it's like), but i didn't and they gave me a mercury sable. big and reliable. i feel like lately, i've had horrible luck with traveling. i better not miss my flights for the time that i'm here. or else i won't be getting any kind of raise anytime soon. wait a second. i forgot, we're not getting any raises this year. even better.

had dinner with one of my high school friends last night. we went out to bahama breeze in livonia. good times. karen came with me and told her typical kk stories. it was nice seeing reneelyn again, after 2 months. dental school is treating that girl well.

since we're on the topic of dental work. i went to the oral surgeon on monday. i know everyone gets their wisdom teeth pulled, and when people tell me, i cringe for them. but no one ever gets into the 'dangers of getting your wisdom teeth pulled'. that's some scary shit right there. i didn't know there were a lot of things that could go wrong and so many ways the doctor can mess up. and now i'm scared shitless. doomsday is scheduled for friday, april 25th. i can't chicken out either because it just needs to get done. and people will do everything they need to do. and if i wait, who knows what will happen? the doc said i can get them pulled one at a time. but he recommended getting them all done at once, since the pain will only increase, at most, by 1/2, not by 4. so i'm just doing it all at once. and i'm getting knocked out. i don't want to hear any drilling or cutting open of my precious gums. and i really really hope i don't get dry socket. i'm at high risk for it (except for the smoking part), but hopefully it won't happen. god help me.

i know i have a ton more to talk about, but i'm at a loss right now. can't remember a damn thing.

what i'm giving up for lent: my road rage. maybe this will make me a better person. god help me on that one too. just breathe and sing a john mayer song.





Sunday, March 02, 2003

.random.

at lunch one day last week, my coworkers and i decided to get some thai food. it's supposedly one of the better thai restaurants in the area...however, it's the only one my coworkers have been to, in the past 5 months. anyways... we get seated, peruse over the huge menu and then give our order to the waitress. now in the past, i've ordered hot spicy pad se-eiw, and it wasn't spicy enough for me. yes, this was in rosemont, and not troy, but still. i was feeling brave that day and wanting to try something new. so i order the spicy. i got my food and 5 bites later, i was sitting there wondering if i'd have to go to the hospital because i couldn't feel my tongue. ok, so i could feel it. but all i could really feel was my mouth being engulfed in flames. lesson for that day? order the medium hot dish, and add that spicy red stuff in the tiny container on your table, if the dish isn't setting fires off in your mouth. oh, and one more lesson. look around the restaurant for signs that say "We are not responsible if your dish is too spicy or not spicy enough. Thank you, Management". i asked my friend if i could send the dish back and get a less spicy one. she said no, because there's this so called sign by the cashier. had i known about this sign, i would have ordered the mild.

in a related issue, if you go to an asian restaurant and you are asian and you order your dish spicy hot, will they give you a hotter spicy dish than they would an american/european customer? my other coworker - who is not asian, but not completely european-american (she's argentinean) - ordered her pad thai spicy hot also. but you couldn't see those red spices like you could on my noodles. hers was actually not too hot at all. so did the waitress take note that since i was asian, i would be able to handle eating the hottest red peppers this side of the mississippi? who knows. but i know next time i go there, i'm getting the mild. i was in serious pain that day. but i was laughing my ass off later that day as i pictured what my face looked like as i was trying to tough it out and eat as much as i could. i was damn hungry.

it was nice being home thursday night and all friday. ran my damn errands and got my car tuned up. cost me an arm to get my rear brake pads replaced. but it's got to be done, right? then i indulged myself and got me some red highlights and a trim. i love getting my hair cut. my hairdresser and i just chitchat the whole time and catch up on the last 2 months of our lives. she just broke up with her bf of 4 1/2 years, and it wasn't pretty. i hope they work things out though. she's a nice girl. kinda ghetto, but we all can't be perfect, can we?

ooooo, i went to the coach outlet in michigan city today, with abby, her mom, and abby's cousin. can we say mad house?! women are just ridiculous for coach. i may have been one of them, but one woman walked out of there with 2 huge bags FILLED TO THE TOP with coach purses. as we were driving back from the outlet mall, i realized i should have bought all i could too. not for selfish reasons, but to sell on ebay and make a little extra moolah. i mean, that's probably where everyone on ebay gets their stuff. they buy it for real cheap and sell it on auction sites. damn. i coulda used that money too. they had a mad sale on clearance items, an extra 20% off. and everything was 20% off anyways, so if you found something cute on those empty clearance tables, you got yourself 40% off the factory price. i tried to remain good, and i did find a dope
ass purse from the mercer collection, but i also let myself buy a shoulder bag from the mercer collection too. damn. moment of weakness. but you can bet your sweet dresser drawer penny that i will be enjoying that bag till i'm old and gray. it's classic. and it was on clearance. that's my saving grace.

now i just can't shop anymore. damn mortgage.