Friday! (thats all I could come up with)

So, today I write in a good mood b/c it's Friday..but also a bit sad b/c Randy Pausch died this morning. Have you heard his "last lecture" or seen it on youtube? You should. It's really long, though. I prefer the book personally...

I dont wanna be debbie downer here, but he was a pretty kick ass guy. The world will miss him. We need more Randy Pausch's in today's world.. That's all I'm sayin...

Things I did last night that MADE my night: :)
1. cleaned my room. I feel like a kid saying that, but it was getting out of control. Seriously.
2. took a nap. It was lovely. Sleep at 5:30. Awake at 7. PERFECT.
3. Played with Gracie. She slept on my tummy and then we both got up and played. She's kinda awesome like that.
4. Worked out. I didnt do a WHOLE lot, but every little bit helps. And my shoulder doesnt hurt when I lift anymore! :) Hooray healing!
5. made dinner. Yum.
6. did laundry. Not a lot.. but just enough to not have to wear the ugly underwear anymore.. lol!

Getting caught up feels so good.... I've been busy lately.. and not because I'm a crazy social animal (reference last weeks post), but b/c I started the week seeing Batman, then my boss and I went to dinner when she came in town on Tuesday..then my whole team went to dinner on Wed. I was just needing some rest.

Oh, and I'll have you know that I voted for SYTYCD about...oh...70 times the other night. And the two people I voted for STAYED! They were in the bottom and they're the ones who stayed! I feel like my votes counted. No one can make fun of me now.. I'm changing people's lives damnit. I feel very powerful here... hahaha!

Bring on the weekend! :) I have a hair appt tomorrow. I will likely make a "drastic" change that no one will notice but me. I'm kinda like that with my hair, huh? Whatever. hahaha!

TAG!!

Carrie tagged me.

six quirky things about me...

1. I honestly believe there are dead bodies in dark water and typically refuse to swim in the same. We've gone over this.

2. I cant stand dry skin. Like so much that you'll prolly find lotion in every room of my apartment...and my purse. I am one moisturized bitch.

3. I save my most recent plane ticket from visiting Aaron until the next time we see each other. I dont know why; I just kinda do it.

4. I hate my feet. I actually hate feet period. Dont touch mine and dont touch me with yours. I wont freak out or anything, but I just dont like them.

5. My closet and clothes rack (I have a tiny closet so I have a standing rack as well) are color coded.

6. I'm addicted to the remote. Dont take it from me or I will kill you. I might not...b/c I was raised to be polite...but I will want to kill you. At your place, it's your remote. At my place, it's MINE. MIIIINE.

Now it is my turn to pass the torch. I tag:
* Jenny (b/c you havent blogged in awhile, lover)
* Blaze (b/c I can)
* Sarah G (b/c you had a funny venting post today and it seems like a good day to list your quirky things)
* Melissa (b/c you havent blogged in awhile either-damn you) ;)

Ready? Go. :)

The squirrel

The other day, I went to my mom's to drop something off. Being the nice person that I am (haha), I got some cute little outfits for my cousin's babies and was giving them to my mom to take on her trip to visit the fam in Virginia.

So, I pull up, Children's Place bag in tow, and witness a murder. Well, more like a murder victim.

A squirrel.

It was dangling from my mom's attic window...by it's neck..from a trap. A TRAP. I was SO angry that this little animal's life had been sacrificed for the sake of the wires in the attic. It looked like he'd committed squirrel-icide. Boo.

So, I went inside, found the trapper card (for the person I assumed it was) and left a message along the lines of "Hello. I'm house sitting for my mom at **** (address). There is a squirrel dangling.dead.from her attic and it's not only disturbing but also horribly sad. I'm assuming this animal was killed by one of your traps. I'm unfamiliar with the removal process, but it needs to occur pronto. Please call me back at ******. Thanks."

From there, I found a ladder.

I took myself...heels and all..to the side of the house...in the 100 degree weather...blowing the blonde bangs out of my face with every other move...and attempted to cut Mr. Squirrel free from his death trap. His little contorted face made me sick. I couldn't do it. The wire was too thick.

With tears in my eyes, I climbed down and rec'd a call from the trapper. He said he'd be out asap...and asked how long I'd be house-sitting. (I dont think he likes me).

I called my mother a murderer when she got home. She was unaffected.

I think I've convinced her to find a more humane trapping system.

I need to join PETA.

Why so serious?

Have you seen the movie? It's good. You should. I went. I liked. I'm tired. Aimed for the 7 something or 8:30 show and got in the 9pm...We lined up at 8pm for the damn thing. It was THAT busy on a MONDAY.

Heath was maniacal, hilarious, creepy, scary...He was just good. Period. And not just b/c everyone said he was..or bc/ of the obvious...but just plain awesome in his own right. Christian Bale was hot-as usual. Although, today, I heard he got in trouble for kicking some ass...as in his sister's and his mothers. Great. Way to ruin another celebrity crush for me.

I had an issue (or 15) sleeping last night after the knife-wielding Joker and numerous murderous creepos in the movie. So, I played n facebook til I felt like I was about to pass out and would therefore be safe from the Joker in my dreams.

It was a really well-written movie, but it was dark. I told my co-worker to not let his kid see it (age 10). It's really smart, too, and I enjoy that, but if you miss an underlying plot, you've just missed it. They dont hand it to you later. I like movies that make me think, so I enjoyed.

Go see it. NOW.

Thank you.

PS.. work has been insane so I shall blog more tomorrow. :)

Are you ready for some FOOTBALL?!

Alright, so not really..but that's what they say on Mondays...and it's Monday.. so. whatever.

Anyway, I tried that "blogroll" thing, but I find it annoying so I kept my links as well. It's confusing until I make a decision. Sorry. But, deal with it. :)

This weekend was good. It involved ice cream with Carrie and Matt, karaoke with Jenny, a visit from Kelli, relaxing pool time and sushi. I think I've caught up on sleep! Woo hoo!

I also have a hair appt this weekend.. I want to go a bit darker. Sorry if you dont agree, but I need some low lighting before I start looking like Anna Nicole. Maybe. I cant decide. Hell.

A tropical storm is hitting the south. This concerns us where I work.

I'm soo behind on pictures. I barely even took any this weekend. Who am I, right?!

I have my "yearly" today. Ew. At least it's at the end of the day so I dont have to come back... Ill go ahead and bet you a beer that (1) a student will come watch and (2) she'll talk to me ab0ut strange things that would never take my mind off what she's doing. Just sayin.

From the palm.. I LOVE this...

I took this yesterday when I was stressed out. Seriously.. these guys cant see in b/c it's too tinted, but I can see them and it freaks me out. I hear a "thump thump" and turn to see two nice men conversing in spanish outside my window while cleaning. They were loud. I was annoyed. I also waved at them and jumped up and down.

Just to test.

Confirmed. They cant see me.

Or maybe they're just rude. I dunno.

Please note: This was before the security lady came by (everyday at 1pm) and closes my blinds to conserve energy. I get it.. I do.. But do you know how HORRIBLE it is to have no natural light all day? I will suffer a vitamin D deficiency and therefore become depressed and therefore not be productive. Just sayin. (see how I went to law school, people? Yeah). Anway, I open them up after she leaves. I dont get direct sun anyway.

Sleep calms a body down...

Thanks for all your support during my cranky mood yesterday. I love you all. *happy face* I got some sleep and watched some SYTYCD and now, I'm all better...Dance therapy I call it.

So, to lighten the mood, go call this number. I'm SERIOUS. It's a recording. Go call now. NOW. 773-509-5027. Dont ask questions, just call...and listen to the whole thing. (and no, it doesnt charge you).

I have too much work for a Friday. TOO MUCH. Shall blog more later. Love love!

Conference calls on a Friday should be banned. Just sayin...

Touchy people.

Dude. Maybe I've been touchy this week. Maybe others have been. I dont know. Whatever the case, I'm so over it. OVER. IT.

I'm gonna rant. Warning. Sometimes I feel as though *some people* (I'm likely not referring to you. If you think I am, maybe I am...hahahaha..but likely not) make me feel badly that I go out on the weekends. My response is basically (1) I like it (2) I live by myself..and my boyfriend doesnt live here, so if I wasnt social, I'd be completely alone. all.the.time. Not that people think about that aspect. They'd rather just think I'm swinging from chandeliers all the time. Whatever.

I'm not defending myself b/c I dont feel like I need to...But, long and short is that it hurts my feelings when comments are made b/c it's as though other aspects of my personality and character go ignored just b/c I'm social. If someone's going to make comments, then I dont want to be around you. B/c why be around someone who you feel is judging your lifestyle, ya know?

Point is, there are days I'd give anything to just have Aaron here to...I dunno.. go to the grocery store with me...or rent a movie with me. But, that cant happen right now. And I'm alright with that. B/c I have to be. Since I cant do "everyday" things with anyone, I like going out...to dinner...to happy hour..whatever.

*sigh* See, this is ME being touchy...but whatever. I'm on my period. TMI? Yeah..not really caring so much... haha...

Oh..and I'm off to happy hour with Blaze. Just sayin.

;)

Straight from the palm...

Oh yeah, people.. Maria rocks my world. She was like "Why dont you just sent the pic from your phone to your blog?" My eyes were as wide as a kid of friggin Christmas! So, I created an email address (with her instructional help) and WOO HOO! Shout out to Maria for helping me insult poor fashion decisions.

Alright, you've read the story..now see what I meant. First of all, see how close I was to them? Yeah..b/c they CUT ME OFF on the walkway then proceeded to walk slowly in front of me. I walk fast, people. I always walk fast. I have places to be, speeches to write. Damnit.

Maria pointed out that I also should note the awesome panty line on her friend. I concur. HAUTE. So, here's today's lesson. NO backpack purses. I shall look for fashion mistakes everywhere now. I realize I likely make some of them, especially on the weekends, but I'm biased, so whatever. My personal fashion mistake that I KNOW is a mistake is wearing my short workout shorts on the weekend when I'm running an errand before the gym. I realize my ass isnt where it was when I was 18. I get it. And. I. DONT. CARE. It saves time to not have to run the errand then change THEN go to the gym. Whatever.

And, I prolly dont shower as much as I should. *sniffs armpit here* (Kidding btw).

Dinner last night was fun! Glad I got to see Carrie and Sarah and Brooke and Maria and and and... Good group. Good times. :) I took pics, but I'm obviously behind on all this picture posting. I dont know what happened to me. *sigh*

I need to figure out how to turn off the picture sound on my phone camera. That could give me away.. hmmm.....

My new phone

The palm centro gives me all kinds of freedom....

...to take pictures of people making bad fashion decisions. Like today's backpack purse lady.

After I took it, I kinda felt badly....until she was all "I need to see your badge or I cant open the door for you.." (she was walking in front of me and actually was going to let the door slam in my face)

Then, I felt vindicated in my photo-ing of the backpack purseage. Afterall, if she's that in the dark about purses, she must also be in the dark about the fact that I have a DRESS and HEELS on and am walking into my office building. Um.. unless I chose some weirdass form of fun, I obviously work here.

Picture to be posted when I figure out how. This shall be a new installment on the blog.

Things that happen in the bathroom

Alright, do you work in a large office? My office has 1,000 people. Granted, we have multiple bathrooms, but basically you're getting the point that you're never alone in there.

That said, people do some weird stuff in the bathroom. Some people hum.. (WHY ON EARTH DO YOU HUM?!) Some people check voicemail...on speaker. Some people actually talk on their cell phones.

But, none of these things are as uncomfortable as when someone is...ahem...doing their business.. I mean...business...I mean...you work 8 hours a day and odds are you gotta go sometime...so there's no fault there. But, gosh, it's awkward. For all parties involved. Awkward.

I just came out of the bathroom where two people were doing their business....almost in chorus. Too much information? Yeah, well.. shoulda been there. Just sayin.

And on that note..why is it that you always get an upset tummy when you're getting ready to....go to work...board a plane...go to a party... It's like some sick, twisted little game. It is. Damnit.

And please, dont hum in the bathroom. All of you. Dont. It's just weird.

Finally, on a better note, I'm pumped to see Carrrrrrrrrrie tonight! And to meet Matt! And to see Brooke! And Maria! Good dinner plans. There might even be some rapping later... (haha...Sarah?)

Alright. Back to work.

PS...

I know I've mentioned how young Barack's speech writer is, but..check him out:



http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/20/fashion/20speechwriter.html?ref=style