If you're THAT bored...and this is me trying to be social...yeah, yeah, i'm a bad daughter, i know....
My_mom: hi bean, everything ok?
Me: yup
My_mom: good
My_mom: last week and this we got such nice weather, always sunny and for the rest of the week +13
My_mom: been busy spring cleaning
Me: nice
My_mom: trying to get everything out of the way so i'm free when its nice to sit outside
Me: okay
My_mom: shnoorly seems to be better, i think he hurt himself or something, he didnt want to jump on the bed and sleep close, he slept in the corner under my desk
Me: poor baby
My_mom: i know, and when i tried to pick him up he meowed
Me: take him to teh vet
My_mom: so i left him, today i lifted him on the bed and off again, so he doesnt have to make big jumps, but he is better i can see it
My_mom: its not bad enough for the vet, thats something he just have to bathe out himself
Me: poor baby
My_mom: a bit bruised or something, but we are watching him
My_mom: marma ok?
My_mom: and stashy pooh hehe
Me: The cats are fine.
My_mom: been thinking... remember u dont like to do anything with that space next to your house with that poor plant not doing well?
Me: that plant is doing fine
My_mom: oh, thought u said it didnt
My_mom: it looked poorly
Me: i don't know, it's still alive i guess
My_mom: anyway just an idea..... when u are ready for it maybe...
Me: it's been raining the past fwe days
My_mom: remove that plat, spray the earth with ant killer, cause u said there are ants cribbling around, top it with gravel or river stone, put a cement slab in the middle and put a big flower pot on it and plant something in it that likes shade
My_mom: plat <-- plant... hehe
Me: that seems like alot of unneccesary work for a plant no one sees
My_mom: i dont think so, when people sit on the patio, they can see
Me: i'm not too worried about it.
My_mom: or.... put gravel and cement blocks and store the waterhose u got there
Me: ok
My_mom: i know... just an idea when u feel like doing something with that space
Me: ok
My_mom: i really enjoyed sitting outside on that patio
Me: i'm glad
My_mom: anyway, i leave u alone, work is calling u, hug the cats for me, especially marma
My_mom: i really must say u and kraig tried your best to make me feel comfy ther, apart from that little temper of yours
My_mom: c u
Me: bye
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Girls! Girls! Girls!
The above, to a girl, translates to:
SHOES! SHOES! SHOES!
I finally deposited the check from my dog walking days so I could splurge on new workout shoes. See, here's the thing. Around 2 years ago I splurged on these Reeboks that were specifically designed for people who use cardio machines because eventually your feet go numb. I was SO excited (no more cross trainers!)...ummm riiigghtt. The Reeboks were effing horrible and within 10 minutes my feet go numb. How can you screw up exercise shoes?!
Anyway I had bought them off amazon so I wasn't in the mood to pay for shipping to send them back but they're pretty much brand new but I still use my old Mizunos when working out.
Yesterday....I finally got new shoes. Asics Gel-Solution. They're like a dark pewter and dark turquoise accent.
I know, you're thinking "uhhh those are some nasty colors Sabina".
Bear with me.
They're edgy! They're high tech! I take my workouts seriously and these shoes are like.....running shoes on steroids. I love them. (Okay i have serious over pronation and probably should have gotten something with more support but you try finding shoes that fit my mutantly-small feet!) Plus i hate white running shoes.
Shoe nirvana to say the least. I got to use them last night...and although I have a stretched ligament in my left leg, i managed to get 12 minutes of jogging in which is ALOT more than i've been able to do in the past (I could have gone longer, but when that pain sets in...i have no desire to damage it more and only jog once every 3 years on the treadmill).
Let's see...in other news...I'm going to San Jose this weekend for a long overdue trip to see my friends (and try to see my mother in law while i'm at it...I've been blessed to have a super awesome MIL).
In tv land...
Lost last night was FANTASTIC. I mind, mind blowingly fantastic. Some people have so-so background stories, but Locke's story is pretty tragic and you can't go wrong with that bad hairline of his in the flashbacks.
Real World: after a few crappy seasons, this one is really shaping up finally. There hasn't been a decent season since Las Vegas. I'm digging the token hot guy, I love the token psycho girl (which one? Exactly!) and the token gay guy is a true snob. I love it.
8th & Ocean: now realistically I probably wouldn't watch this if it wasn't on after Real World. It's about a group of male models and female models who live in this apartment complex in Florida. So you'd think that maybe, just maybe, models actually have...you know, deep thoughts and stuff. Real World casts always think they're SOOOO wise and worldly, but at least they have something to say. 8th & Ocean...oh heck no. There is NO hamster running on the wheel in their head. The only characters worth watching are Brit (because she's uber religious in a world clearly lacking morals) and Sabrina (because she's 2nd to her twin sister, who's a total bitch).
Okay that's pretty much all I have to say for now...like I said, I lead a boring, boring life! Maybe next time I'll bore everyone to tears with how I want to paint the kitchen a mushroom-ish kind of color and rent a deep carpet cleaner from Home Depot.
good times.
SHOES! SHOES! SHOES!
I finally deposited the check from my dog walking days so I could splurge on new workout shoes. See, here's the thing. Around 2 years ago I splurged on these Reeboks that were specifically designed for people who use cardio machines because eventually your feet go numb. I was SO excited (no more cross trainers!)...ummm riiigghtt. The Reeboks were effing horrible and within 10 minutes my feet go numb. How can you screw up exercise shoes?!
Anyway I had bought them off amazon so I wasn't in the mood to pay for shipping to send them back but they're pretty much brand new but I still use my old Mizunos when working out.
Yesterday....I finally got new shoes. Asics Gel-Solution. They're like a dark pewter and dark turquoise accent.
I know, you're thinking "uhhh those are some nasty colors Sabina".
Bear with me.
They're edgy! They're high tech! I take my workouts seriously and these shoes are like.....running shoes on steroids. I love them. (Okay i have serious over pronation and probably should have gotten something with more support but you try finding shoes that fit my mutantly-small feet!) Plus i hate white running shoes.
Shoe nirvana to say the least. I got to use them last night...and although I have a stretched ligament in my left leg, i managed to get 12 minutes of jogging in which is ALOT more than i've been able to do in the past (I could have gone longer, but when that pain sets in...i have no desire to damage it more and only jog once every 3 years on the treadmill).
Let's see...in other news...I'm going to San Jose this weekend for a long overdue trip to see my friends (and try to see my mother in law while i'm at it...I've been blessed to have a super awesome MIL).
In tv land...
Lost last night was FANTASTIC. I mind, mind blowingly fantastic. Some people have so-so background stories, but Locke's story is pretty tragic and you can't go wrong with that bad hairline of his in the flashbacks.
Real World: after a few crappy seasons, this one is really shaping up finally. There hasn't been a decent season since Las Vegas. I'm digging the token hot guy, I love the token psycho girl (which one? Exactly!) and the token gay guy is a true snob. I love it.
8th & Ocean: now realistically I probably wouldn't watch this if it wasn't on after Real World. It's about a group of male models and female models who live in this apartment complex in Florida. So you'd think that maybe, just maybe, models actually have...you know, deep thoughts and stuff. Real World casts always think they're SOOOO wise and worldly, but at least they have something to say. 8th & Ocean...oh heck no. There is NO hamster running on the wheel in their head. The only characters worth watching are Brit (because she's uber religious in a world clearly lacking morals) and Sabrina (because she's 2nd to her twin sister, who's a total bitch).
Okay that's pretty much all I have to say for now...like I said, I lead a boring, boring life! Maybe next time I'll bore everyone to tears with how I want to paint the kitchen a mushroom-ish kind of color and rent a deep carpet cleaner from Home Depot.
good times.
Woo hoo!
Check me out having a controversial subject generating comments on my blog...I love it!
On another note, i'll write more later, I realize i've been incognito. I lead a boring life, what can I say?!
On another note, i'll write more later, I realize i've been incognito. I lead a boring life, what can I say?!
Friday, March 24, 2006
WTF!!
This ((bleep)) seriously pisses me off: Illegal Immigration
Yeah we'd hate to impose rules to make it harder for people to just come here illegally....but as an educated Canadian, I got the f*cking 3rd degree each time i applied for a work visa LEGALLY...and I paid a ton into medicare and unemployment but was never eligible for it (contrary to what people think, if you're on a visa and you lose your job, you DON'T get unemployemnt...you get booted back to your country)...but it's okay for other people to just WALK across, pop out babies, put them in schools taht I'm paying taxes for and theyr'e not, and they can work under the table...
I know life is hard in 3rd world countries, but that's not MY problem. And it's not yours either. there's a ton of people in THIS country that need help first. Why would you give free healthcare to people who are here illegally but not to actual US citizens?! Hell, Canada has "free" healthcare but damn you have to show all your healthcare stuff to prove you're Canadian (your leg could be spurting blood but if you don't have your OHIP card...forget it, you're hosed)...
I only care about my neighbors once the people in MY house are taken care of first. You shoudln't give a sh*t about people in other countries if the peoplei n your own country aren't being taken care of.
AND...sure it sucks...but what if a poor homeless person broke into your home? Would you help them out? I'd call the cops in a heartbeat, i don't care how much help they need. Especially if i have kids. You protect your own FIRST...and then help others.
It's not your responsibility to help the world...and you only help when your loved ones are taken care of first. That's my rule.
Suck it.
Yeah we'd hate to impose rules to make it harder for people to just come here illegally....but as an educated Canadian, I got the f*cking 3rd degree each time i applied for a work visa LEGALLY...and I paid a ton into medicare and unemployment but was never eligible for it (contrary to what people think, if you're on a visa and you lose your job, you DON'T get unemployemnt...you get booted back to your country)...but it's okay for other people to just WALK across, pop out babies, put them in schools taht I'm paying taxes for and theyr'e not, and they can work under the table...
I know life is hard in 3rd world countries, but that's not MY problem. And it's not yours either. there's a ton of people in THIS country that need help first. Why would you give free healthcare to people who are here illegally but not to actual US citizens?! Hell, Canada has "free" healthcare but damn you have to show all your healthcare stuff to prove you're Canadian (your leg could be spurting blood but if you don't have your OHIP card...forget it, you're hosed)...
I only care about my neighbors once the people in MY house are taken care of first. You shoudln't give a sh*t about people in other countries if the peoplei n your own country aren't being taken care of.
AND...sure it sucks...but what if a poor homeless person broke into your home? Would you help them out? I'd call the cops in a heartbeat, i don't care how much help they need. Especially if i have kids. You protect your own FIRST...and then help others.
It's not your responsibility to help the world...and you only help when your loved ones are taken care of first. That's my rule.
Suck it.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Express blog
Is there any better joy in life than seeing a pic of Jessica Alba where she looks...not so pretty?
That should make anyone's day!
That should make anyone's day!
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Psycho Chicks demystified
Letter to the editor:
About complimenting a chix... I'll use radient only when they're single.
Attached girls need compliments too, probably more than single chicks! We fear we've let ourselves go and no one else would want us.
"... so it's not like when I get home i'm going to start doing shots by myself while I watch tv or something." Welcome to my world!!!... except replace "watch tv" with surf the internet
Ugh I have an intestinal track of steel, but drinking liquor at night, each night...forget it. Don't people just get...TIRED doing that? I get exhausted the day after a few drinks.
On another note....
I had somewhat of an epiphany...about us chicks and when we go mental. C'mon girls, we all do it. In my case, it starts off with the silent treatment, and by silent treatment I mean giving tons of small, snotty remarks...and then it full on escalates to everything but the kitchen sink...you know it's Psycho Girl behavior when the guy is like "umm...what? Where is this coming from? All i asked was where the scissors are!"...
All we chicks want in this case:
1. To know we are cared about (yeah bad English, suck it)
2. To know we're important in the dude's life
Those two things are key.
For #1:
It's not necessarily that we have to be LOVED. But we do need to know that there's emotion. Like, more than just a yeah you might feel a little sad if we get hit by a bus and DIE kind of emotion. More like a wow...my life wouldn't be as rosy if she weren't in it kind of emotion. Love is always good too, but it's not a requirement (depending where you are in the relationship).
It also falls in line with a chick's mantra, when we're upset, we want you to know WHY we're upset...and we want you to be concerned that we're upset.
Yes, we are somewhat high maintenance creatures. Too bad you can't bone your hamster.
As for #2:
Importance is key. When you dick us around with plans...when you're late...when you don't sell your effing mustang (cough cough)...when you don't call when you say you will...it makes us feel like we're not IMPORTANT.
If we truly, honestly, super duper felt like we were IMPORTANT in a dude's life, we wouldn't go half as psycho on the dude when he effs up. But if we feel like we're expendable...replaceable...unnoticeable...yeah, time to get all Psycho Chick when things go a little sour.
so what's my point?
When guys say "i'm sorry", usually that just doens't cut it...we still feel the need to rip them a new one.
BUT...if my husband were to say to me "I love you more than life itself, and it kills me so much to see you in pain over something I did. You are the most important person in my life. I'm so sorry"...well...I'm pretty sure the forgiveness factor would increase and Psycho CHick behavior would decrease.
Now if you're a dude reading ths, you're probably thinking Wtf. I shouldn't have to butter it up. She's lucky if she GETS an apology at all from me.. Well...true I guess. But the key is to reduce Psycho Chick behavior, and if that's what it takes, isn't it worth it?
Or for my more "suck it" chick answer: I shouldn't have to butter it up when i want a dude to say NOT leave plates everywhere, to take out the trash, to mop the floor. No one's buttering ME up when I gotta swiffer the floor, so no one's gonna butter you up either jackass. Don't tell me that unless I ask nicely, you won't take out the trash...you'll take out the trash because it has to get DONE, regardless.
So...I'll butter it up when I want the dishes done...and you butter it up when you're apologizing and stick to the Care/Importance format.
On an unrelated note, I've been watching the SATC reruns on tv late at night...some of them I haven't seen in ages...let us not forget, Big was NOT the one for her...she should have made it work with Aidan!
About complimenting a chix... I'll use radient only when they're single.
Attached girls need compliments too, probably more than single chicks! We fear we've let ourselves go and no one else would want us.
"... so it's not like when I get home i'm going to start doing shots by myself while I watch tv or something." Welcome to my world!!!... except replace "watch tv" with surf the internet
Ugh I have an intestinal track of steel, but drinking liquor at night, each night...forget it. Don't people just get...TIRED doing that? I get exhausted the day after a few drinks.
On another note....
I had somewhat of an epiphany...about us chicks and when we go mental. C'mon girls, we all do it. In my case, it starts off with the silent treatment, and by silent treatment I mean giving tons of small, snotty remarks...and then it full on escalates to everything but the kitchen sink...you know it's Psycho Girl behavior when the guy is like "umm...what? Where is this coming from? All i asked was where the scissors are!"...
All we chicks want in this case:
1. To know we are cared about (yeah bad English, suck it)
2. To know we're important in the dude's life
Those two things are key.
For #1:
It's not necessarily that we have to be LOVED. But we do need to know that there's emotion. Like, more than just a yeah you might feel a little sad if we get hit by a bus and DIE kind of emotion. More like a wow...my life wouldn't be as rosy if she weren't in it kind of emotion. Love is always good too, but it's not a requirement (depending where you are in the relationship).
It also falls in line with a chick's mantra, when we're upset, we want you to know WHY we're upset...and we want you to be concerned that we're upset.
Yes, we are somewhat high maintenance creatures. Too bad you can't bone your hamster.
As for #2:
Importance is key. When you dick us around with plans...when you're late...when you don't sell your effing mustang (cough cough)...when you don't call when you say you will...it makes us feel like we're not IMPORTANT.
If we truly, honestly, super duper felt like we were IMPORTANT in a dude's life, we wouldn't go half as psycho on the dude when he effs up. But if we feel like we're expendable...replaceable...unnoticeable...yeah, time to get all Psycho Chick when things go a little sour.
so what's my point?
When guys say "i'm sorry", usually that just doens't cut it...we still feel the need to rip them a new one.
BUT...if my husband were to say to me "I love you more than life itself, and it kills me so much to see you in pain over something I did. You are the most important person in my life. I'm so sorry"...well...I'm pretty sure the forgiveness factor would increase and Psycho CHick behavior would decrease.
Now if you're a dude reading ths, you're probably thinking Wtf. I shouldn't have to butter it up. She's lucky if she GETS an apology at all from me.. Well...true I guess. But the key is to reduce Psycho Chick behavior, and if that's what it takes, isn't it worth it?
Or for my more "suck it" chick answer: I shouldn't have to butter it up when i want a dude to say NOT leave plates everywhere, to take out the trash, to mop the floor. No one's buttering ME up when I gotta swiffer the floor, so no one's gonna butter you up either jackass. Don't tell me that unless I ask nicely, you won't take out the trash...you'll take out the trash because it has to get DONE, regardless.
So...I'll butter it up when I want the dishes done...and you butter it up when you're apologizing and stick to the Care/Importance format.
On an unrelated note, I've been watching the SATC reruns on tv late at night...some of them I haven't seen in ages...let us not forget, Big was NOT the one for her...she should have made it work with Aidan!
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Unless...
Watching Mr. & Mrs. Smith right now...
Unless your name is Angelina Jolie, you're too ugly to be on this earth. If you're lucky however, she might adopt you.
Unless your name is Angelina Jolie, you're too ugly to be on this earth. If you're lucky however, she might adopt you.
Quickie blog
Holy crap it's unreal how much I'm in love with Ryan Reynolds
Sigh, why Alanis? I'm from Ottawa! I had a friend that went to her highschool! I even have her first CASSETTE autographed. Isn't that good enough?!
On another note, you f*ckers called "men" take note, this is how you compliment a chick:
...but thinking back I can't remember a time where you've had bad skin, you've always been radiant... Or I just didn't take notice. :)
Note the use of the word "radiant". A+ goes to any guy who can use that in a compliment.
Quick movie review: V for Vendetta
I admit, I really just wanted to see this movie 'cause Natalie Portman shaved her head for it, and I support any woman who effs up her looks in the name of art. It's a pretty good movie, very dark, the only complaint I had was that the dude with the mask wears it the ENTIRE movie and not seeing someone's lips move when there's dialogue is kind of annoying.
I give it a 4 out of 5 stars.
Letter to the editor:
So when you take them... n' you drink will it f' you up? That's a positive!!
Actually alcohol makes no diff, i suppose if i take them within an hour of taking the pill then it'll act like food and negate the effects of the medication, that's it. So it's not like say taking vicodin and drinking, sadly!
that being said, even if it DID eff me up, I don't think i drink enough to make a diff.
If you're a beer or wine drinker, you can drink that stuff at home no problem...I don't drink either, so it's not like when I get home i'm going to start doing shots by myself while I watch tv or something....
Sigh, why Alanis? I'm from Ottawa! I had a friend that went to her highschool! I even have her first CASSETTE autographed. Isn't that good enough?!
On another note, you f*ckers called "men" take note, this is how you compliment a chick:
...but thinking back I can't remember a time where you've had bad skin, you've always been radiant... Or I just didn't take notice. :)
Note the use of the word "radiant". A+ goes to any guy who can use that in a compliment.
Quick movie review: V for Vendetta
I admit, I really just wanted to see this movie 'cause Natalie Portman shaved her head for it, and I support any woman who effs up her looks in the name of art. It's a pretty good movie, very dark, the only complaint I had was that the dude with the mask wears it the ENTIRE movie and not seeing someone's lips move when there's dialogue is kind of annoying.
I give it a 4 out of 5 stars.
Letter to the editor:
So when you take them... n' you drink will it f' you up? That's a positive!!
Actually alcohol makes no diff, i suppose if i take them within an hour of taking the pill then it'll act like food and negate the effects of the medication, that's it. So it's not like say taking vicodin and drinking, sadly!
that being said, even if it DID eff me up, I don't think i drink enough to make a diff.
If you're a beer or wine drinker, you can drink that stuff at home no problem...I don't drink either, so it's not like when I get home i'm going to start doing shots by myself while I watch tv or something....
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Letter to the Editor
I wouldn't complain too much Sabina, you've got an Aeron chair, I swear people drool over mine at work. And I've had a few friends try and talk me out of my Aeron chair in my home office.
You can HAVE my effing Aeon chair. It's actually jacked up my back. They have different sizes....well clearly i've got the "man size" chair, i feel like a little kid. The lumbar thing is all jacked up, and no setting doesn't cause extreme pain. I'd rather have my $19.99 chair that I've got at home here at work. All of the chicks in my department complain about them...maybe women's backs are differento r something.
All I know is that I've actually NEEDED massages and pressure point stuff done to me since I've sat in that chair for over 2 years...
Speaking of complaining...
Adam Corolla's morning show has a section where people call in and see if they can stump Adam on his complaining. Like someone called in and said: "galvanized tubing" and for a minute Adam went on a random complaint rant about galvanized tubing...
I swear, i could SOOO have a complaint-off with Adam Corolla....there isn't anything I won't complain about!
Except maybe Tetracycline...my beautiful, beautiful tetracycline that has cleared up my jacked up skin (which I think I blame on my husband...all it takes is ONE kiss from a guy who didn't shave and my skin just gets effed to hell).
That's a whole OTHER rant and gripe...guys not shaving...wtf. And that's NOT the same as when we dont' shave our legs...'cause unless you break out on your hands when you touch my unshaved legs, you can suck it...it actually causes physical PAIN to kiss a dude who hasn't shaved, let alone the breakout factor. I don't think any guy has ever had to take effing medication because his girlfriend didn't shave her legs, and here I am effing up my entire bloodstream just because kissing a man who's too lazy to shave sometimes makes my skin look like the Krusty Burger kid from the Simpson's....
You can HAVE my effing Aeon chair. It's actually jacked up my back. They have different sizes....well clearly i've got the "man size" chair, i feel like a little kid. The lumbar thing is all jacked up, and no setting doesn't cause extreme pain. I'd rather have my $19.99 chair that I've got at home here at work. All of the chicks in my department complain about them...maybe women's backs are differento r something.
All I know is that I've actually NEEDED massages and pressure point stuff done to me since I've sat in that chair for over 2 years...
Speaking of complaining...
Adam Corolla's morning show has a section where people call in and see if they can stump Adam on his complaining. Like someone called in and said: "galvanized tubing" and for a minute Adam went on a random complaint rant about galvanized tubing...
I swear, i could SOOO have a complaint-off with Adam Corolla....there isn't anything I won't complain about!
Except maybe Tetracycline...my beautiful, beautiful tetracycline that has cleared up my jacked up skin (which I think I blame on my husband...all it takes is ONE kiss from a guy who didn't shave and my skin just gets effed to hell).
That's a whole OTHER rant and gripe...guys not shaving...wtf. And that's NOT the same as when we dont' shave our legs...'cause unless you break out on your hands when you touch my unshaved legs, you can suck it...it actually causes physical PAIN to kiss a dude who hasn't shaved, let alone the breakout factor. I don't think any guy has ever had to take effing medication because his girlfriend didn't shave her legs, and here I am effing up my entire bloodstream just because kissing a man who's too lazy to shave sometimes makes my skin look like the Krusty Burger kid from the Simpson's....
Product Review: tetracycline
Sabina's review of her prescription: Tetracycline
Overview
So here's the deal.
My skin's been really jacked up the past few months. I mean, to the point of SCARRING. It's really upsetting. I'm going to be 29 for God's sakes, if I'm old enough to pay property taxes I should be old enough to not be dealing with this crap. The saving grace was when I got a bladder infection...the medication for that cleared up my skin like crazy (yay urinary tract infections!)
That being said, woman cannot survive on bladder infections alone for great skin.
So I went to the dermatologist finally, and he told me basically my two options for the rest of my life were to take something orally or topically (which sounds really perverse now that I'm typing that...). Since I'm all for blasting the hell out of my skin via every cell, I opted for the pills.
Yeah you heard me. REST OF MY LIFE. He said his wife has been taking it for 15 years and the instant she stops, she breaks out. Ahh well, the price you pay for beauty.
The Cons
The Cons pretty much lie in the strict rules surrounding it...
let's see:
1. Can't eat for 2 hours before...
2. Cant' eat for 1 hour after
3. Can't lie down for 30 minutes after taking it
4. Can't have anything with calcium/dairy/vit. supplements 2 hours before and after
5. Gotta take it 2x a day
Now all of the above wouldn't be so bad if it didn't make me ridiculously nauseous....can't lie down to feel better...can't ease the queasy stomach with food...these pills are crazy potent and it's taken serious willpower to not stop my car on the way to work, with my empty stomach, to not hurl up a lung.
The Pros
So after bitching about the nausea and all that, you'd think it wouldn't be worth it right?
Oh HELL no. This stuff is killing my intestinal track but DAMN my skin looks a trillion times better! I still get a few breakouts, but seriously I'm sooooo happy with my skin, you have no idea. Now i'm just applying scar cream like a mofo all over the old areas and hopefully I'll be good to go.
Survey Says:
Two very enthusiastic thumbs up. Fine holiday faire!
Side note: Not that any dude who would be bored enough to read this would want to know this TMI, but the ONE problem with medications like tetracycline, cipro, etc...they kill the good AND bad bacteria...which means that chicks are way more prone to yeast infections...ummm..yeah. That sucks. But did I mention that my skin looks SO MUCH BETTER?! Highly recommended if your skin is jacked up.
Overview
So here's the deal.
My skin's been really jacked up the past few months. I mean, to the point of SCARRING. It's really upsetting. I'm going to be 29 for God's sakes, if I'm old enough to pay property taxes I should be old enough to not be dealing with this crap. The saving grace was when I got a bladder infection...the medication for that cleared up my skin like crazy (yay urinary tract infections!)
That being said, woman cannot survive on bladder infections alone for great skin.
So I went to the dermatologist finally, and he told me basically my two options for the rest of my life were to take something orally or topically (which sounds really perverse now that I'm typing that...). Since I'm all for blasting the hell out of my skin via every cell, I opted for the pills.
Yeah you heard me. REST OF MY LIFE. He said his wife has been taking it for 15 years and the instant she stops, she breaks out. Ahh well, the price you pay for beauty.
The Cons
The Cons pretty much lie in the strict rules surrounding it...
let's see:
1. Can't eat for 2 hours before...
2. Cant' eat for 1 hour after
3. Can't lie down for 30 minutes after taking it
4. Can't have anything with calcium/dairy/vit. supplements 2 hours before and after
5. Gotta take it 2x a day
Now all of the above wouldn't be so bad if it didn't make me ridiculously nauseous....can't lie down to feel better...can't ease the queasy stomach with food...these pills are crazy potent and it's taken serious willpower to not stop my car on the way to work, with my empty stomach, to not hurl up a lung.
The Pros
So after bitching about the nausea and all that, you'd think it wouldn't be worth it right?
Oh HELL no. This stuff is killing my intestinal track but DAMN my skin looks a trillion times better! I still get a few breakouts, but seriously I'm sooooo happy with my skin, you have no idea. Now i'm just applying scar cream like a mofo all over the old areas and hopefully I'll be good to go.
Survey Says:
Two very enthusiastic thumbs up. Fine holiday faire!
Side note: Not that any dude who would be bored enough to read this would want to know this TMI, but the ONE problem with medications like tetracycline, cipro, etc...they kill the good AND bad bacteria...which means that chicks are way more prone to yeast infections...ummm..yeah. That sucks. But did I mention that my skin looks SO MUCH BETTER?! Highly recommended if your skin is jacked up.
Yeah...I know...
Yeah, I know. Haven't written much lately. Haven't been inspired.
A few random thoughts (as per...the title of this blog):
1. I'm starting to think that blogs are one notch down from MySpace...this whole "me me me" crap. Although to my defense, the only reason I've got a blog is 'cause people told me that I needed one, and I couldn't give a crap if people read it or not...I think I need a mental outlet for the ((bleep)) that goes through my mind.
2. Apparently blogs have become the new virtual forum to throw tomatoes at whoever's on stage...
3. America's Next Top Model is so brilliant, it's mind blowing. I've watched it from day 1 and it never gets old. The beauty of it (ha bad pun) is that it's all relative....
Relative to Dateline NBC, it's like mashed potatoes.
Relative to the Flavor of Love, it's rocket science.
I think it's safe to say that everyone loves Nnenna....
4. Recently I've been starting to form a love/hate relationship with Stash (the kitten that grew into a dairy cow of a cat)...but he's officially proven that he can earn his keep: he's brilliant at catching flying bugs. Which is great, since I'm pretty bug-a-phobic.
5. On a daily basis, I drive the ((bleep)) out of my coworkers by singing the Oscar Meyer weiner song, which is bizarre since I've never had an Oscar Meyer anything in my whole life.
A few random thoughts (as per...the title of this blog):
1. I'm starting to think that blogs are one notch down from MySpace...this whole "me me me" crap. Although to my defense, the only reason I've got a blog is 'cause people told me that I needed one, and I couldn't give a crap if people read it or not...I think I need a mental outlet for the ((bleep)) that goes through my mind.
2. Apparently blogs have become the new virtual forum to throw tomatoes at whoever's on stage...
3. America's Next Top Model is so brilliant, it's mind blowing. I've watched it from day 1 and it never gets old. The beauty of it (ha bad pun) is that it's all relative....
Relative to Dateline NBC, it's like mashed potatoes.
Relative to the Flavor of Love, it's rocket science.
I think it's safe to say that everyone loves Nnenna....
4. Recently I've been starting to form a love/hate relationship with Stash (the kitten that grew into a dairy cow of a cat)...but he's officially proven that he can earn his keep: he's brilliant at catching flying bugs. Which is great, since I'm pretty bug-a-phobic.
5. On a daily basis, I drive the ((bleep)) out of my coworkers by singing the Oscar Meyer weiner song, which is bizarre since I've never had an Oscar Meyer anything in my whole life.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Yeah...men frickin' SUCK
Male drivers waste more time
Yeahhhh boyyy! Sometimes, I just think men are effing useless. ALL of them.
Speaking of useless, American Idol is on right now...every now and then, I try to give it a chance...and then I hear that crappy ass singing...and I'm reminded WHY these people don't already have recording contracts. And I can't figure out who's more annoying...Ryan or Paula or Randy...Simon's the only one who looks just as unethused as I feel when I watch that show.
Yeahhhh boyyy! Sometimes, I just think men are effing useless. ALL of them.
Speaking of useless, American Idol is on right now...every now and then, I try to give it a chance...and then I hear that crappy ass singing...and I'm reminded WHY these people don't already have recording contracts. And I can't figure out who's more annoying...Ryan or Paula or Randy...Simon's the only one who looks just as unethused as I feel when I watch that show.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Don't have a blog man
Simpsons Intro, re-done
Pure brilliance!!
Gasp whatever will I watch on Mondays without Dr. 90210?!
Since I had nothing to do all weekend but park my ass in front of the tv, I ended up watching a TON of Food Network (plus...Armeggedon for the trillionth time...and Dogma, which I realized, i had never seen the end of)...
They had this one show that showed the "behind the scenes" of Food Network. It was actually super interesting.
Like obviously we all know that a given cooking show has a ton of people prepping the foods and all that, but the space used for the Food Network is astronimical. It seems like the chefs barely do anything.
That being said, take 30 Minute Meals...a few things to note:
1. Rachel Ray said she always gets asked if that's her house, and it's not (because the seasons never change outside)...which is funny, because I asked that when I saw her.
2. The oven is retro, but the fridge is brand new...they just created a custom retro-looking shell for it
3. She has a HUGE room of "pretty" servingware
4. Since they can't show labels, they make their own. That's key, 'cause it always bugged me that they had those bizarre labels on her products...turns out, one dude makes fake labels but they're super funny the hidden messages he's got on them...
5. There's a chick who cleans up at the "break"...yeah garbage bowl my ass, no wonder it looks clean...
6. What's fascinating is the choreography...i really didn't realize how much of it had to be orchestrated. Like "step here, step here, go here, get this from the fridge, come back here"...that blew me away, 'cause she films 4 episodes/day so that's alot to remember.
I used to wonder with Everyday Italian what the deal was with Giada's kitchen...it's too "homely" to be a set but it changes each season. Well turns out, i was kinda right...for 2 months straight they rent and supe up homes in Hollywood...the garage gets converted to a prep area...
The other thing I used to wonder was wtf was up with the filming, like there's always this haze...turns out, they use movie film instead of video film, which uses less frames per second.
And lastly...yes, those are her friends they show on TV.
What they didn't answer: I'm pretty sure Giada's had a boob job. I take her boobs seriously. In early seasons she was pretty flat...i mean, come ON...she's like 90lbs with boobage on her tiny frame...
So now you know!
Pure brilliance!!
Gasp whatever will I watch on Mondays without Dr. 90210?!
Since I had nothing to do all weekend but park my ass in front of the tv, I ended up watching a TON of Food Network (plus...Armeggedon for the trillionth time...and Dogma, which I realized, i had never seen the end of)...
They had this one show that showed the "behind the scenes" of Food Network. It was actually super interesting.
Like obviously we all know that a given cooking show has a ton of people prepping the foods and all that, but the space used for the Food Network is astronimical. It seems like the chefs barely do anything.
That being said, take 30 Minute Meals...a few things to note:
1. Rachel Ray said she always gets asked if that's her house, and it's not (because the seasons never change outside)...which is funny, because I asked that when I saw her.
2. The oven is retro, but the fridge is brand new...they just created a custom retro-looking shell for it
3. She has a HUGE room of "pretty" servingware
4. Since they can't show labels, they make their own. That's key, 'cause it always bugged me that they had those bizarre labels on her products...turns out, one dude makes fake labels but they're super funny the hidden messages he's got on them...
5. There's a chick who cleans up at the "break"...yeah garbage bowl my ass, no wonder it looks clean...
6. What's fascinating is the choreography...i really didn't realize how much of it had to be orchestrated. Like "step here, step here, go here, get this from the fridge, come back here"...that blew me away, 'cause she films 4 episodes/day so that's alot to remember.
I used to wonder with Everyday Italian what the deal was with Giada's kitchen...it's too "homely" to be a set but it changes each season. Well turns out, i was kinda right...for 2 months straight they rent and supe up homes in Hollywood...the garage gets converted to a prep area...
The other thing I used to wonder was wtf was up with the filming, like there's always this haze...turns out, they use movie film instead of video film, which uses less frames per second.
And lastly...yes, those are her friends they show on TV.
What they didn't answer: I'm pretty sure Giada's had a boob job. I take her boobs seriously. In early seasons she was pretty flat...i mean, come ON...she's like 90lbs with boobage on her tiny frame...
So now you know!
Just guess...
Go ahead...
try it...
Guess who's car is once again at the shop....
Oh oh I know! I know! MINE!!!
So I had my car for all of a few brief moments on Sunday...and that was it. Not having a car effing BLOWS!!!
try it...
Guess who's car is once again at the shop....
Oh oh I know! I know! MINE!!!
So I had my car for all of a few brief moments on Sunday...and that was it. Not having a car effing BLOWS!!!
Saturday, March 11, 2006
There and Back
Thanks to Nicole, I forced myself to watch the There & Back marathon (uh since I had no car and didn't feel compelled to do anything other than sit on the couch and eat crap all day...my "To Dos" for this weekend all required a CAR!!)
I always wondered what the deal was with that show but I never clued in as to who Ashley was....hell yeah, we're talkin' Ashley from O-Town! I loved Making The Band season 1!!! And I dug Ashley...so naturally I had to watch the marathon (well it was either that...or...some Cheech and Chong movie on Comedy Central. Seriously, there's NOTHING to do when you have no car!)....
In the episode where Ashley did some construction work (how bad does that suck, finding out that you're building the living room for a chick who used to listen to O-town...and that's not intentional), i was like "wow, now THAT'S a man who provides for his family"....and then I thought, "Can I do construction so that I can get myself a new frickin' car?!?!?!"...
Here's the thing. I don't "do" the huge long loans, I paid my car off in one year and if I get another car sometime soon, that would be my plan as well.
I'm telling you...if I had a half-decent body I'd spend a few amateur nights down at the strip club and work my way to getting a car paid in cash...damn you mother nature for not endowing me with nothing more than cellulite and a gut!
Okay well this whole post was useless, but the entire day was useless...other than fortunately the car costs are under $1000, which is always a refreshing change for my Once A Year Car Issue...
I always wondered what the deal was with that show but I never clued in as to who Ashley was....hell yeah, we're talkin' Ashley from O-Town! I loved Making The Band season 1!!! And I dug Ashley...so naturally I had to watch the marathon (well it was either that...or...some Cheech and Chong movie on Comedy Central. Seriously, there's NOTHING to do when you have no car!)....
In the episode where Ashley did some construction work (how bad does that suck, finding out that you're building the living room for a chick who used to listen to O-town...and that's not intentional), i was like "wow, now THAT'S a man who provides for his family"....and then I thought, "Can I do construction so that I can get myself a new frickin' car?!?!?!"...
Here's the thing. I don't "do" the huge long loans, I paid my car off in one year and if I get another car sometime soon, that would be my plan as well.
I'm telling you...if I had a half-decent body I'd spend a few amateur nights down at the strip club and work my way to getting a car paid in cash...damn you mother nature for not endowing me with nothing more than cellulite and a gut!
Okay well this whole post was useless, but the entire day was useless...other than fortunately the car costs are under $1000, which is always a refreshing change for my Once A Year Car Issue...
Another edition of....
Time to play another edition of, Where Does Sabina's Money Go?
Here's your first hint...I use it every day...
And the big clue: every year between Jan and March I spend money on it...
You guessed it! My ghetto-mobile of a car. Two days ago I heard a "clinging" noise in my car, but I thought it was something inside in the backseat or something.
Then at lunch yesterday the folks I was driving pointed out that it was coming from the brake area...
And then today, I couldn't start my car, ironically, when I was trying to take it in to fix the clanging noise.
From what Kraig could barely see, the belt around the alternator broke, which is what caused the battery to die (thank GOD...i replaced that mofo fairly recently)...but now he's worried the belt tied around the brake area, and why didn't i do something sooner blah blah (how much sooner can you get? Geezus).
So after much hoopla getting my car TOWED, because we had issues trying to jump it...it's in the shop, and in an hour I'll know just how broke I'm going to be.
Mother effer. Plus, I have no car for the day and I had a ton of stuff to do. MOTHER. EFFER.
We tried to figure out a way to afford another car payment...um yeah that's not happening (I refuse to do a 7 year loan that maybe yeah will only cost me $200 a month, but then if the car craps out like mine is now i'll end up owing more after the car is dead anyway).
MOTHER
EFFER
WHYYYY hasn't anyone invented teleportation yet?!?!
side note
Bryan: yeah i've done Pilates a ton, but that's not gonna help me with my splits endeavor.
Here's your first hint...I use it every day...
And the big clue: every year between Jan and March I spend money on it...
You guessed it! My ghetto-mobile of a car. Two days ago I heard a "clinging" noise in my car, but I thought it was something inside in the backseat or something.
Then at lunch yesterday the folks I was driving pointed out that it was coming from the brake area...
And then today, I couldn't start my car, ironically, when I was trying to take it in to fix the clanging noise.
From what Kraig could barely see, the belt around the alternator broke, which is what caused the battery to die (thank GOD...i replaced that mofo fairly recently)...but now he's worried the belt tied around the brake area, and why didn't i do something sooner blah blah (how much sooner can you get? Geezus).
So after much hoopla getting my car TOWED, because we had issues trying to jump it...it's in the shop, and in an hour I'll know just how broke I'm going to be.
Mother effer. Plus, I have no car for the day and I had a ton of stuff to do. MOTHER. EFFER.
We tried to figure out a way to afford another car payment...um yeah that's not happening (I refuse to do a 7 year loan that maybe yeah will only cost me $200 a month, but then if the car craps out like mine is now i'll end up owing more after the car is dead anyway).
MOTHER
EFFER
WHYYYY hasn't anyone invented teleportation yet?!?!
side note
Bryan: yeah i've done Pilates a ton, but that's not gonna help me with my splits endeavor.
Friday, March 10, 2006
Sleepy blog
Well I got a TON of these from MySpace so I figured I'd just post it here, 'cause you know...it's all about ME!!
A) Four jobs you have had in your life:
1. Ugh, McDonald's on 10th line, Orleans (Canada)
2. Le Chateau, Place D'Orleans...Orleans (Canada)
3. "SPecial Projects Assistant" (or something like that), Government Telecommunications & Informatics Services...Quebec (Canada)...basically programming their database in Access and surfing Ebay.
4. Product Developer, INSI Integrated Systems Inc, Ottawa (Canada)...my last programming job ever!
B) Four movies you would watch over and over:
1. Clueless
2. Running Man
3. Wedding Singer
4. Okay i don't have this on DVD, but every time The Sweetest Thing is on Comedy Network, i get sucked in and watch it, i really like it.
C) Four places you have lived:
Oh gee, just four?!
1. Orleans, Ontario, Canada
2. Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
3. Santa Clara, California, USA
4. Irvine, California, USA
D) Four TV shows you love to watch:
JUST four?!?!
1. The OC
2. The Office
3. Desperate Housewives
4. America's Next Top Model
4.1 Real World
4.2 Surreal Life
4.3 Celebrity Fit Club
4.4 Lost
4.5 My Name Is Earl
4.6 ER
4.7 Dr. 90210
4.8 Laguna Beach
4.9 Anything on Food Network
E) Four places you have been on vacation:
1. Waikiki
2. Cuba
3. Montreal (does a vacay count as just a weekend getaway?)
4. Florida
F) Four websites I visit daily:
1. Animal Rescue Site (gotta click those links!)
2. Blogger.com
3. On No They Didn't (celebrity gossip)
4. Eonline
G) Four of my favorite foods:
1. Poutine...omg...craving soo soooooooooooo bad (Johnny Pizza Poutine by Ottawa U, whcih i believe actually closed down...so sad!)
2. PIzza, or for flash...calzones
3. Ultimate comfort food that ihaven't had in decades: steak, mashed potatoes, and "green stuff" which i think was brocolli and cauliflower blended together
4. My grandmother's indian meatballs
H) Four places I would rather be right now:
1. ha at home, 10 years ago, taking my savings and buying a stock that's worth a ton right now
2. in bed, sleeping
3. on the couch, sleeping
4. getting ready to go to sleep
A) Four jobs you have had in your life:
1. Ugh, McDonald's on 10th line, Orleans (Canada)
2. Le Chateau, Place D'Orleans...Orleans (Canada)
3. "SPecial Projects Assistant" (or something like that), Government Telecommunications & Informatics Services...Quebec (Canada)...basically programming their database in Access and surfing Ebay.
4. Product Developer, INSI Integrated Systems Inc, Ottawa (Canada)...my last programming job ever!
B) Four movies you would watch over and over:
1. Clueless
2. Running Man
3. Wedding Singer
4. Okay i don't have this on DVD, but every time The Sweetest Thing is on Comedy Network, i get sucked in and watch it, i really like it.
C) Four places you have lived:
Oh gee, just four?!
1. Orleans, Ontario, Canada
2. Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
3. Santa Clara, California, USA
4. Irvine, California, USA
D) Four TV shows you love to watch:
JUST four?!?!
1. The OC
2. The Office
3. Desperate Housewives
4. America's Next Top Model
4.1 Real World
4.2 Surreal Life
4.3 Celebrity Fit Club
4.4 Lost
4.5 My Name Is Earl
4.6 ER
4.7 Dr. 90210
4.8 Laguna Beach
4.9 Anything on Food Network
E) Four places you have been on vacation:
1. Waikiki
2. Cuba
3. Montreal (does a vacay count as just a weekend getaway?)
4. Florida
F) Four websites I visit daily:
1. Animal Rescue Site (gotta click those links!)
2. Blogger.com
3. On No They Didn't (celebrity gossip)
4. Eonline
G) Four of my favorite foods:
1. Poutine...omg...craving soo soooooooooooo bad (Johnny Pizza Poutine by Ottawa U, whcih i believe actually closed down...so sad!)
2. PIzza, or for flash...calzones
3. Ultimate comfort food that ihaven't had in decades: steak, mashed potatoes, and "green stuff" which i think was brocolli and cauliflower blended together
4. My grandmother's indian meatballs
H) Four places I would rather be right now:
1. ha at home, 10 years ago, taking my savings and buying a stock that's worth a ton right now
2. in bed, sleeping
3. on the couch, sleeping
4. getting ready to go to sleep
My blog's got paneled walls
So thanks to Carrie's depressing link to Fortune magazine (Cubicles: The great mistake), I've been thinking about cube life more than normal.
The author in her native environment
I pretty much feel that cubes are a slap in the face of your employees. Ha ha, in order to have a roof over your head, ironically, we can slave-drive you in a box without a roof over your head.. You know the expression of a hundred monkeys typing away on a hundred typewriters...that's how I feel each day sitting in a cube.
Disclaimer: I love my job, I'm grateful I have a job, blah blah. This isn't job-centric. This is WORK-centric. No matter who my employer is, I still feel this way. /job security blurb.
I guess it could be worse. I briefly worked for a consulting company and was on location at Nortel...now as fantastic as Nortel was to work (every non-payday Friday was "TGIF" where they brought in ice cream, food, drinks....every Friday was fantastic!), they put their consultants in one of those "open concept" type of things. I guess it's good for productivity...you can't exactly surf the web easily...but that also meant if the jackass next to you was talking with another dude aobut something on his screen, you might as well have been involved in the conversation. Heck, we used to talk so much that it got to the point that we were notorious chatters...call me crazy, but if you put say a group of people at a wedding at the same dinner table...even without initially knowing each other....in the end, they WILL end up talking. You want to get people to shut up and work? Help them not SEE each other.
So yeah, it could be worse.
And I've only ever shared a cube once, which worked out well because it was with someone with just as little job ethics as I had (name withheld to protect the innocent...the STARR witness....)...
But in the end, unless you've got a DOOR...cubes just effing suck. The same job where I had to share a cube, the managers didn't even get offices...but ohhhh, to show seniority...they got little sliding doors. WTF. Who actually thinks "well the peons get cubes...the managers will get cubes and plexiglass doors...yes that'll show them who's got rank"....
I used to want to hang a shower curtain as a door....
Lemme tell you about HALF cube walls. First off, you can't hang JACK on the walls...everything gets knocked over because it's all at desk-level. And people ALWAYS hang over the side of the walls to chat, which not only makes things fall even more, but also makes it hard to get anything done. Don't get me wrong, i LOVE chatting with people, and I'm just as guilty...i'm blaming the cube walls, not the people. Heck, you can't even have a decent shelving system with half cube walls because the shelf ends up just sitting on your desk.
I pretty much think that the idiots who decide cube strategies all have OFFICES and know nothing about how people in cubes work.
You know who knows cube life? The guy who invented monitor mirrors. THAT DUDE deserves a nobel prize.
Another critical factor in the cubicle's rapid ascent was Uncle Sam. During the 1960s, to stimulate business spending, the Treasury created new rules for depreciating assets. The changes specified clearer ranges for depreciation and established a shorter life for furniture and equipment, vs. longer ranges assigned to buildings or leasehold improvements. (Today companies can depreciate office furniture in seven years, whereas permanent structures--that is, offices with walls--are assigned a 39.5-year rate.)
The upshot: A company could recover its costs quicker if it purchased cubes. When clients told Herman Miller of that unexpected benefit, it became a new selling point for the Action Office. After only two years on the market, sales soared. Competitors took notice.
I think my ASS is depreciating at a rate of 7 years. I should be able to write that off on my taxes too wtf.
The author in her native environment
I pretty much feel that cubes are a slap in the face of your employees. Ha ha, in order to have a roof over your head, ironically, we can slave-drive you in a box without a roof over your head.. You know the expression of a hundred monkeys typing away on a hundred typewriters...that's how I feel each day sitting in a cube.
Disclaimer: I love my job, I'm grateful I have a job, blah blah. This isn't job-centric. This is WORK-centric. No matter who my employer is, I still feel this way. /job security blurb.
I guess it could be worse. I briefly worked for a consulting company and was on location at Nortel...now as fantastic as Nortel was to work (every non-payday Friday was "TGIF" where they brought in ice cream, food, drinks....every Friday was fantastic!), they put their consultants in one of those "open concept" type of things. I guess it's good for productivity...you can't exactly surf the web easily...but that also meant if the jackass next to you was talking with another dude aobut something on his screen, you might as well have been involved in the conversation. Heck, we used to talk so much that it got to the point that we were notorious chatters...call me crazy, but if you put say a group of people at a wedding at the same dinner table...even without initially knowing each other....in the end, they WILL end up talking. You want to get people to shut up and work? Help them not SEE each other.
So yeah, it could be worse.
And I've only ever shared a cube once, which worked out well because it was with someone with just as little job ethics as I had (name withheld to protect the innocent...the STARR witness....)...
But in the end, unless you've got a DOOR...cubes just effing suck. The same job where I had to share a cube, the managers didn't even get offices...but ohhhh, to show seniority...they got little sliding doors. WTF. Who actually thinks "well the peons get cubes...the managers will get cubes and plexiglass doors...yes that'll show them who's got rank"....
I used to want to hang a shower curtain as a door....
Lemme tell you about HALF cube walls. First off, you can't hang JACK on the walls...everything gets knocked over because it's all at desk-level. And people ALWAYS hang over the side of the walls to chat, which not only makes things fall even more, but also makes it hard to get anything done. Don't get me wrong, i LOVE chatting with people, and I'm just as guilty...i'm blaming the cube walls, not the people. Heck, you can't even have a decent shelving system with half cube walls because the shelf ends up just sitting on your desk.
I pretty much think that the idiots who decide cube strategies all have OFFICES and know nothing about how people in cubes work.
You know who knows cube life? The guy who invented monitor mirrors. THAT DUDE deserves a nobel prize.
Another critical factor in the cubicle's rapid ascent was Uncle Sam. During the 1960s, to stimulate business spending, the Treasury created new rules for depreciating assets. The changes specified clearer ranges for depreciation and established a shorter life for furniture and equipment, vs. longer ranges assigned to buildings or leasehold improvements. (Today companies can depreciate office furniture in seven years, whereas permanent structures--that is, offices with walls--are assigned a 39.5-year rate.)
The upshot: A company could recover its costs quicker if it purchased cubes. When clients told Herman Miller of that unexpected benefit, it became a new selling point for the Action Office. After only two years on the market, sales soared. Competitors took notice.
I think my ASS is depreciating at a rate of 7 years. I should be able to write that off on my taxes too wtf.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Letter to the Editor
You don't know who John Stewart is? Are you retarded?
First off, it's JON stewart retard-boy...secondly, i was typing fast and I kept having Bill O'Reilly's name going through my head and I drew a mental blank.
Suck it.
First off, it's JON stewart retard-boy...secondly, i was typing fast and I kept having Bill O'Reilly's name going through my head and I drew a mental blank.
Suck it.
yeah yeah
I'll get to blogging something, however I lead such a boring life I haven't had much to say, although this deserves special mention since I had witnesses...
On another note, someone needs to invent a NapMobile. Like they have mobile carwashes that come to your work and clean your car while it's parked....why not have a mobile NapMobile so that when people want to nap during their lunchhour they can go into a little area and sleep? Basically you're paying for a bed, clean sheets, and silence. People don't need alot of room...they can be little pods or something, japanese-style.
Sorry...when I think of something witty and/or enlightening, i'll let you all know....
On another note, someone needs to invent a NapMobile. Like they have mobile carwashes that come to your work and clean your car while it's parked....why not have a mobile NapMobile so that when people want to nap during their lunchhour they can go into a little area and sleep? Basically you're paying for a bed, clean sheets, and silence. People don't need alot of room...they can be little pods or something, japanese-style.
Sorry...when I think of something witty and/or enlightening, i'll let you all know....
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Cranky sleepy tired blog
For more humorous pleasure ('cause i'm in a bad mood, bad self esteem, very sleepy, very "whoa is me" mood right now), I think hands-down That Maddox Site is the best site ever.
If you need a laugh, Here you go
If you need a laugh, Here you go
Monday, March 06, 2006
It's hard out here for a pimp!
Okay, i gotta buy SOMETHING from BustedTees...
These are the best ones:
(If yer a myspace user, you'd get that one)
If i wasn't somewhat religious, and anti-wearing anything that has a religious name or image on it, i would SOOOO get this one:
Just effing fabulous:
Ahhhh I swear, I need more money for random useless stuff that I can never wear or use.
These are the best ones:
(If yer a myspace user, you'd get that one)
If i wasn't somewhat religious, and anti-wearing anything that has a religious name or image on it, i would SOOOO get this one:
Just effing fabulous:
Ahhhh I swear, I need more money for random useless stuff that I can never wear or use.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
My blog would like to thank the Academy
Quick quick quick thoughts before the orchestra drowns me out...
1. I'm a BBQing grill-mastah! It's not like I've never BBQed before, but usually if Kraig is around I'd prefer that he do it (because i just don't LIKE it...the prepwork and all that)...but tonight, gasp, I actually BBQed all by my little ol' self while Kraig was out...and DAMN I made a mean, mean, MEAN mutha-effing chicken.
Okay really it came down to:
Anyone who's seen my pantry knows that I stock marinade like I'm stocking a bomb shelter. I keep buying marinades not realizing that I've got bottles and bottles of the same ones at home. Screw waiting for summer...i gotta start using this stuff up now. So I think Sundays are gonna be Marinated Chicken Night.
Mmm
mm
good
2. I didn't like Reese's dress.
3. I LOVED Keira's dress, Salma's dress, and Felicity's dress.
4. I think Ludacris was the best dressed guy, hands-down.
5. I never used to like George Clooney, but now that he's older and has grey hair, for some reason, this distinguished-look has piqued my interest.
6. I didn't think what's-his-face (the presenter, totally drawing a blank) was that funny,but it was a riot that he found it so hysterical that Three 6 Mafia were so hyped up by the win.
7. George Clooney's speech was PERFECT.
8. The chicken I made was really, really good.
9. Quite possibly, Jessica Alba is the most stunning gorgeous woman on the PLANET. Angelina looks hideous next to her even.
10. I think I'm going to start a "Let's Tell Sabina She Reminds People of Eva Longoria" fund....it's the hair! And I heard it again Friday. Now if only I had her money, her acting chops, her ass, her abs, and designers throwing their loot my way, I'd be SET. I guess I'll have to settle for the hair.
1. I'm a BBQing grill-mastah! It's not like I've never BBQed before, but usually if Kraig is around I'd prefer that he do it (because i just don't LIKE it...the prepwork and all that)...but tonight, gasp, I actually BBQed all by my little ol' self while Kraig was out...and DAMN I made a mean, mean, MEAN mutha-effing chicken.
Okay really it came down to:
Anyone who's seen my pantry knows that I stock marinade like I'm stocking a bomb shelter. I keep buying marinades not realizing that I've got bottles and bottles of the same ones at home. Screw waiting for summer...i gotta start using this stuff up now. So I think Sundays are gonna be Marinated Chicken Night.
Mmm
mm
good
2. I didn't like Reese's dress.
3. I LOVED Keira's dress, Salma's dress, and Felicity's dress.
4. I think Ludacris was the best dressed guy, hands-down.
5. I never used to like George Clooney, but now that he's older and has grey hair, for some reason, this distinguished-look has piqued my interest.
6. I didn't think what's-his-face (the presenter, totally drawing a blank) was that funny,but it was a riot that he found it so hysterical that Three 6 Mafia were so hyped up by the win.
7. George Clooney's speech was PERFECT.
8. The chicken I made was really, really good.
9. Quite possibly, Jessica Alba is the most stunning gorgeous woman on the PLANET. Angelina looks hideous next to her even.
10. I think I'm going to start a "Let's Tell Sabina She Reminds People of Eva Longoria" fund....it's the hair! And I heard it again Friday. Now if only I had her money, her acting chops, her ass, her abs, and designers throwing their loot my way, I'd be SET. I guess I'll have to settle for the hair.
Friday, March 03, 2006
The Office
Okay so hands-down, Thursday nights are probably the most amazing thing to happen to TV. First you've got the OC, but you've also got My Name is Earl and The Office.
I'm officially obsessed with THe Office. Enough to rent the original BBC version and have a mini-marathon.
I'm checking out their website and they've got a mock-Dunder Mifflin site......the best is the "Featured Product" and its sku....that is effing hilarious.
The best part is, we've all got those types in our office or have in the past...
Michael Scott (the boss) easily reminds me of a certain chicken-skinned boss I had in San Jose for my first job here (Tony, you know who i mean...)
Pam is the Every Girl...pretty much all of us chicks...the ones who have the jobs but clearly would rather be in the big house with the big bucks...
Jim is the guy that we've all had a bit of a crush on, but would never admit to. What's funny is that the actor isn't a good-looking actor...but if he was a real dude in my office, OMG i would so have a mini-crush on him.
The Indian chick is the one who hangs out at your cube and NEVER shuts up.
That blond chick who's always bitter.....mannnnnn every company has the sourpuss beotch. Fortunately the one that she reminds me of I no longer have to deal with, but overall i don't think it's possible to have a workplace without her.
It kinda makes me want to work for a paper company....'cause at least they have flatscreen monitors.
On another note...
The New Year's Resolutions have taken a sour note.
First off, because for awhile i was diggin' the refinery thing (okay, not massively...but...better) but now I'm very "ahhh f*ck it all....take my attitude and shove it up your ass". Seriously disgruntled lately at life.
Why don't you just get over life?
As for the being a better wife...umm...haven't cooked dinner lately...AND...to top it off, we had ordered a ton of pizza and by the next day, i ate ALL the leftover...Kraig was like "i'll just have pizza...". Not only was there no pizza, there was no wife making him an alternative dinner either. I didn't even get up to pop a microwave meal in the freezer for him.
As for the splits....this morning I was so depressed over my lack of flexibility that I"m thinking I'm better off if someone just breaks me at the joints. People, I can't even touch my knees. MY KNEES. Let alone my toes. So this splits thing...you can imagine how far away I am from that pipe dream. I'm one stiff mofo.
I'm officially obsessed with THe Office. Enough to rent the original BBC version and have a mini-marathon.
I'm checking out their website and they've got a mock-Dunder Mifflin site......the best is the "Featured Product" and its sku....that is effing hilarious.
The best part is, we've all got those types in our office or have in the past...
Michael Scott (the boss) easily reminds me of a certain chicken-skinned boss I had in San Jose for my first job here (Tony, you know who i mean...)
Pam is the Every Girl...pretty much all of us chicks...the ones who have the jobs but clearly would rather be in the big house with the big bucks...
Jim is the guy that we've all had a bit of a crush on, but would never admit to. What's funny is that the actor isn't a good-looking actor...but if he was a real dude in my office, OMG i would so have a mini-crush on him.
The Indian chick is the one who hangs out at your cube and NEVER shuts up.
That blond chick who's always bitter.....mannnnnn every company has the sourpuss beotch. Fortunately the one that she reminds me of I no longer have to deal with, but overall i don't think it's possible to have a workplace without her.
It kinda makes me want to work for a paper company....'cause at least they have flatscreen monitors.
On another note...
The New Year's Resolutions have taken a sour note.
First off, because for awhile i was diggin' the refinery thing (okay, not massively...but...better) but now I'm very "ahhh f*ck it all....take my attitude and shove it up your ass". Seriously disgruntled lately at life.
Why don't you just get over life?
As for the being a better wife...umm...haven't cooked dinner lately...AND...to top it off, we had ordered a ton of pizza and by the next day, i ate ALL the leftover...Kraig was like "i'll just have pizza...". Not only was there no pizza, there was no wife making him an alternative dinner either. I didn't even get up to pop a microwave meal in the freezer for him.
As for the splits....this morning I was so depressed over my lack of flexibility that I"m thinking I'm better off if someone just breaks me at the joints. People, I can't even touch my knees. MY KNEES. Let alone my toes. So this splits thing...you can imagine how far away I am from that pipe dream. I'm one stiff mofo.
Vocal tinkering with my future, one syllable at a time
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The Oscars are this weekend, and I've decided I've had it with award shows...anythingon VH1 or MTV is different, 'cause at least there's little mini skits or tons of music...plus formal stuff, forget it. All i need is my Red Carpet and I'm good to go. Especially now that Isaac Mizrahi is on E!.
I sure hope it rains on Sunday. That would be effing awesome.
In other news, this week I bought my first Girl Scout cookies. In canada they're "Girl Guides"...and there's 3 flavors...chocolate (two chocolate cookies with chocolate icing), vanilla (same deal), and then the "thin mint" kinds. That's IT. Although honestly, those Vanilla ones are to DIE for...i can't believe out of all the Girl Scout cookies they have here, they don't have the vanilla kind.
So in the US, Girl Scouts are seriously the reason for the rising waistlines....I can't begin to explain the number of cookies you can buy from them....things that shouldn't even be combined to form edible delectables are on the order sheet...
In other news, this is kind of a nerdy fun read....The history of the first Macs from teh guys who built them...they even have an entry for when they first presented a Mac to Mick Jagger.
And just 'cause I have not much to think of....(a particular person who shall remain nameless inspired me to write this)...Things that guys should either do or are responsible for....aka "Just be a f*cking man for God's sakes"
1. I'm sorry, but dammit, MEN EAT BURGERS. Round, ground up hunks of beef slapped between bread. And yes, they ahve to be round...if all you ate were White Castle burgers...well...you've got issues (moreso because your burgers have little holes in them)....And YES the bread is required. When i first met Kraig he was all Atkins before it was popular...and i was SO embarassed that he wouldn't eat the bun...I don't think I would have married him if eventually he didn't go back to eating burgers the normal, MANLY way.
2. Men should do the driving. Now don't get me wrong, there's plenty of times that I drive, especially when it's my car and i know where i'm going and he doesn't....but overall as a whole, if a group of people are going out...the majority of the time, the dude should drive. Not because it's the manly thing to do...but because, when asked, most guys will say "I'd probably drive...." because "I don't mind driving" or "I like driving"...
3. Men should do the BBQing. That includes all the prep work for it. Because they like raw meat and fire. I have no PROBLEMS barbequing...but do i really want raw meat steamed into my pores? I don't think so.
4. This one is Kraig's: it's the man's job to take out the trash. That being said, clearly to him that means only the kitchen trash because i'm the one running around from room to room wtf.
And a few more from said person, who shall remain nameless in case anyone wants to rip her a new one:
5. Opening car doors: so true...which also applies to regular doors....it's just SOOOO nice when a guy does that. I know you guys don't have to, but when you do...well...just know, we LOVE it.
6. Pay for taxi cabs: you know, i've never had a guy pay for a cab in full. WTF. Usually it's just a scramble for whoever's got cash.
7. Tip bellboys and other ancillary people that need to be tipped at hotels, valets, etc. ABSOLUTELY! I can't believe I didn't think of it myself, but yes, it's brilliant. I despise handing over the cash to another dude at a hotel, and it's usually a dude carrying your bags anyway...so it should be a man-to-man cash exchange.
8. Pump gas....yeah and I hate to admit this one, but deep down I do expect the dude to pump the gas. Especially since once time the gas totally leaked like crazy everywhere and if i've got open-toed shoes...that's just not right.
9. Mow the lawn: what's interesting is that growing up, my mom had this thing that I had to do dishes (not that often) and my brother had to mow the lawn (we lived in snow, that didn't happen much either)...i complained the mowing wasn't that bad so my brother and i switched for a week...OH MY GOD was I retarded?! My brother had teh dishes done in like 15 minutes and an hour later, i was still hauling that heavy ass thing around.
10. Wash the car: actually this one I kinda disagree with....I'm not sure why....i guess because I've never seen Kraig wash a car before, he always goes in to get it cleaned....i don't think i've EVER dated a guy who washed his own car....
11. Home improvement projects: ummm...well yeah that's good in theory....but if i want them done right (or really...done at ALL)...we know who's got the cordless drill in one hand, the hammer in the other....
So generally, here's what it comes down to...
I'm pretty independant, and I'm more than capable of doing anything on my own (whether it's grilling, wiring, or bellboy tipping)...but when a guy does it, it makes a chick feel super girly-girl and taken are of...if you like yer woman to have warm fuzzies when she's around you (i.e. increase your chances of getting laid)...suck it up and open the damn door.
The Oscars are this weekend, and I've decided I've had it with award shows...anythingon VH1 or MTV is different, 'cause at least there's little mini skits or tons of music...plus formal stuff, forget it. All i need is my Red Carpet and I'm good to go. Especially now that Isaac Mizrahi is on E!.
I sure hope it rains on Sunday. That would be effing awesome.
In other news, this week I bought my first Girl Scout cookies. In canada they're "Girl Guides"...and there's 3 flavors...chocolate (two chocolate cookies with chocolate icing), vanilla (same deal), and then the "thin mint" kinds. That's IT. Although honestly, those Vanilla ones are to DIE for...i can't believe out of all the Girl Scout cookies they have here, they don't have the vanilla kind.
So in the US, Girl Scouts are seriously the reason for the rising waistlines....I can't begin to explain the number of cookies you can buy from them....things that shouldn't even be combined to form edible delectables are on the order sheet...
In other news, this is kind of a nerdy fun read....The history of the first Macs from teh guys who built them...they even have an entry for when they first presented a Mac to Mick Jagger.
And just 'cause I have not much to think of....(a particular person who shall remain nameless inspired me to write this)...Things that guys should either do or are responsible for....aka "Just be a f*cking man for God's sakes"
1. I'm sorry, but dammit, MEN EAT BURGERS. Round, ground up hunks of beef slapped between bread. And yes, they ahve to be round...if all you ate were White Castle burgers...well...you've got issues (moreso because your burgers have little holes in them)....And YES the bread is required. When i first met Kraig he was all Atkins before it was popular...and i was SO embarassed that he wouldn't eat the bun...I don't think I would have married him if eventually he didn't go back to eating burgers the normal, MANLY way.
2. Men should do the driving. Now don't get me wrong, there's plenty of times that I drive, especially when it's my car and i know where i'm going and he doesn't....but overall as a whole, if a group of people are going out...the majority of the time, the dude should drive. Not because it's the manly thing to do...but because, when asked, most guys will say "I'd probably drive...." because "I don't mind driving" or "I like driving"...
3. Men should do the BBQing. That includes all the prep work for it. Because they like raw meat and fire. I have no PROBLEMS barbequing...but do i really want raw meat steamed into my pores? I don't think so.
4. This one is Kraig's: it's the man's job to take out the trash. That being said, clearly to him that means only the kitchen trash because i'm the one running around from room to room wtf.
And a few more from said person, who shall remain nameless in case anyone wants to rip her a new one:
5. Opening car doors: so true...which also applies to regular doors....it's just SOOOO nice when a guy does that. I know you guys don't have to, but when you do...well...just know, we LOVE it.
6. Pay for taxi cabs: you know, i've never had a guy pay for a cab in full. WTF. Usually it's just a scramble for whoever's got cash.
7. Tip bellboys and other ancillary people that need to be tipped at hotels, valets, etc. ABSOLUTELY! I can't believe I didn't think of it myself, but yes, it's brilliant. I despise handing over the cash to another dude at a hotel, and it's usually a dude carrying your bags anyway...so it should be a man-to-man cash exchange.
8. Pump gas....yeah and I hate to admit this one, but deep down I do expect the dude to pump the gas. Especially since once time the gas totally leaked like crazy everywhere and if i've got open-toed shoes...that's just not right.
9. Mow the lawn: what's interesting is that growing up, my mom had this thing that I had to do dishes (not that often) and my brother had to mow the lawn (we lived in snow, that didn't happen much either)...i complained the mowing wasn't that bad so my brother and i switched for a week...OH MY GOD was I retarded?! My brother had teh dishes done in like 15 minutes and an hour later, i was still hauling that heavy ass thing around.
10. Wash the car: actually this one I kinda disagree with....I'm not sure why....i guess because I've never seen Kraig wash a car before, he always goes in to get it cleaned....i don't think i've EVER dated a guy who washed his own car....
11. Home improvement projects: ummm...well yeah that's good in theory....but if i want them done right (or really...done at ALL)...we know who's got the cordless drill in one hand, the hammer in the other....
So generally, here's what it comes down to...
I'm pretty independant, and I'm more than capable of doing anything on my own (whether it's grilling, wiring, or bellboy tipping)...but when a guy does it, it makes a chick feel super girly-girl and taken are of...if you like yer woman to have warm fuzzies when she's around you (i.e. increase your chances of getting laid)...suck it up and open the damn door.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Porn Starr...
Gasp Porn Starr and his wife got a house...
Tony's blog
Movin' on up!! This house better have a big ass kitchen...plus room for that lifesize Cher cutout. I'd like to see your moving box marked "The Fist"....
Tony's blog
Movin' on up!! This house better have a big ass kitchen...plus room for that lifesize Cher cutout. I'd like to see your moving box marked "The Fist"....
Letter to the Editor
"I'm trying to be more refined this year, anyway, I'm not sure the best way to cup the nuts during a B.J....."
It's a tough decision every female must make!
It's a tough decision every female must make!
The Denver Crips
I don't know what it is about James Blunt, but there's something his face that I find captivating.
So let's get down to business...
1. American Idol
Quite truthfully, I hate this show. I only watch it when Kraig's watching it, and last night the way we had both TVs going with the DVRs, I didn't have much choice. To me it's nothing more than a flashy karaoke bar show. Now don't get me wrong...I dig the tall guy with the long hair (he reminds me of Smith from SATC)...and i REALLY like the bald guy, Chris....but wtf the judges are so retarded (If I hear the word "dawg" one more time, I'll stab either myself or the tv)....
PLUS...I hate that American Idol theme song. They play it ALL the frickin' time, i'd rather hear the drilling of a root canal.
2.America's Next Top Model
So they had a "where are they now" episode last night (got DVRed, I didn't see the whole thing)...all I gotta say is....DAMN I LOVE THAT SHOW. It's nowhere near as good without Janice Dickinson, but I'll take what I can get. There is nothing, NOTHING better than a show that is based purely on fluff. I love it.
3. Real World - Key West
I would just die to look like Svetlana (the Russian chick)....she's gorgeous and big-boobed...what more do you need in life? And when you've got looks and a body like that, you can be uber annoying...just like she is. But the annoying pretty girls always get their way, and I'm sure she does too. I wanna be that way! WTF!
And okay...I'll admit it. I dig the meat-head from this season. Normally I don't, but this frat boy...ohhh I dig him. Maybe it's his excessive arrogance. Maybe it's that he's definitely the Alpha Male. But what it probably is is that he brought his Inflatable Doll with him...and that's effing hilarious. Plus he's cute as hell.
That's my confession. He's super unlikeable, and yet, I wouldn't kick him out of my bed....
In other news, that Janelle girl works for MAC in San Jose....which means she works at the same location that Kraig's ex-girlfriend worked at. Good times.
is it bad that I laughed my ass off at a South Park rerun where Christopher Reeves was ripping fetuses' heads off and drinking their blood?
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Narcisism at it's best
Your senior year in High School is supposed to be
"The best year of your life."
Let's see how much you remember:
Year: 1996
1. Who was your best friend?
Geezus...Stacey, Erin, Katie, Christine, Sylvia, Bryan..."Immediate Family" we used to say....plus Jensen, Wendy, Ryan, Andrew, "Jeffy"....sigh my boy Anthony....
2. What sports did you play?
Uh...i played Girl's Touch Football in grade 9....
3. What kind of car did you drive?
My parents' Camry or my brother's crappy Mazda 323 (I'm sure CHris still remembers the license plates)....
4. It's Friday night, where were you at?
One of two places....either at the movies (Cineplex Odeon by Place lol) or in Hull getting my AuZone drinking/clubbing groove on....or a Daiglefest :P
5. Were you a party animal?
I was becoming one....
6. Were you in the "In Crowd"?
In grade 9, we were the coolest of the losers. By OAC/Grade 13, we were the Losers of the Cool People.
7. Ever skip school?
The beauty of being a nerd is that you can skip classes because teachers actually think you didn't want to miss class. I used Tom's death as an excuse...and then my dad's heart attack ("Miss....i have to take my dad for his physical..."...riiighhhttt...)
8. Ever smoke?
Uh, once in high school....a few more since then.
9. Were you a nerd?
When you argue with your teacher that your 98% should have been 100%, yeah i'd say you were up there.
10. Did you get suspended/expelled?
Obviously not. At Sir Wil (Bryan, refresh my memory), i think only one dude got expelled...for showing up massively drunk to a school dance.
11. Can you sing the Alma Mater?
The what now?
12. Who was your favorite teacher?
MR. McCartney....best inspiration ever...I wish i could hunt him down...
13. Favorite class?
All the sciences...
14. What was your school's full name?
Sir Wilfrid Laurier Secondary School
15. School mascot?
A lancer. Don't ask.
16. Did you go to Prom?
I went to like 6 proms.
17. If you could go back and do it over, would you?
HELL YEAH! I loved high school.
18. What do you remember most about graduation?
Well with grade 12 being graduation from high school vs. grade 13 just OAC graduation...the "real" grade 12 one was stupid because I knew i was going back...OAC I think I was like "get me out of this place already"....
19. Favorite memory of your Senior Year?
Daiglefests....thank GOD Ryan's parents liked to travel to Florida...all the movies almost every Friday/Sat night...rollerblading all the time with a certain boy who took my mind off the worst breakup of all time....
20. Were you ever posted up on the senior wall?
WTF does that mean? I don't get this american school jargon.
21. Did you have a job your senior year?
Geezus I've been working since I was 13. By then let's see...Le Chateau...National Trust (a bank that got bought by Scotia Bank)...and that job where I had to sell tutoring things to parents....
22. Who did you date?
Date...or..."date"....
23. Where did you go most often for lunch?
Ha other than the Caf....we'd pile into Stacey's LeBaron and head over to that Loeb area...or McD's....
24. Have you changed much since then?
Hell yeah...I was a confident motherf*cker back then, I figured I was going to rule the world. Now it's like...can I stab myself with a fork yet?!!!
25. What did you do after graduation?
Worked...then went to Ottawa U (and still worked). Hung out in ROckland (boonies!) alot...
Boy wasn't that fun....
"The best year of your life."
Let's see how much you remember:
Year: 1996
1. Who was your best friend?
Geezus...Stacey, Erin, Katie, Christine, Sylvia, Bryan..."Immediate Family" we used to say....plus Jensen, Wendy, Ryan, Andrew, "Jeffy"....sigh my boy Anthony....
2. What sports did you play?
Uh...i played Girl's Touch Football in grade 9....
3. What kind of car did you drive?
My parents' Camry or my brother's crappy Mazda 323 (I'm sure CHris still remembers the license plates)....
4. It's Friday night, where were you at?
One of two places....either at the movies (Cineplex Odeon by Place lol) or in Hull getting my AuZone drinking/clubbing groove on....or a Daiglefest :P
5. Were you a party animal?
I was becoming one....
6. Were you in the "In Crowd"?
In grade 9, we were the coolest of the losers. By OAC/Grade 13, we were the Losers of the Cool People.
7. Ever skip school?
The beauty of being a nerd is that you can skip classes because teachers actually think you didn't want to miss class. I used Tom's death as an excuse...and then my dad's heart attack ("Miss....i have to take my dad for his physical..."...riiighhhttt...)
8. Ever smoke?
Uh, once in high school....a few more since then.
9. Were you a nerd?
When you argue with your teacher that your 98% should have been 100%, yeah i'd say you were up there.
10. Did you get suspended/expelled?
Obviously not. At Sir Wil (Bryan, refresh my memory), i think only one dude got expelled...for showing up massively drunk to a school dance.
11. Can you sing the Alma Mater?
The what now?
12. Who was your favorite teacher?
MR. McCartney....best inspiration ever...I wish i could hunt him down...
13. Favorite class?
All the sciences...
14. What was your school's full name?
Sir Wilfrid Laurier Secondary School
15. School mascot?
A lancer. Don't ask.
16. Did you go to Prom?
I went to like 6 proms.
17. If you could go back and do it over, would you?
HELL YEAH! I loved high school.
18. What do you remember most about graduation?
Well with grade 12 being graduation from high school vs. grade 13 just OAC graduation...the "real" grade 12 one was stupid because I knew i was going back...OAC I think I was like "get me out of this place already"....
19. Favorite memory of your Senior Year?
Daiglefests....thank GOD Ryan's parents liked to travel to Florida...all the movies almost every Friday/Sat night...rollerblading all the time with a certain boy who took my mind off the worst breakup of all time....
20. Were you ever posted up on the senior wall?
WTF does that mean? I don't get this american school jargon.
21. Did you have a job your senior year?
Geezus I've been working since I was 13. By then let's see...Le Chateau...National Trust (a bank that got bought by Scotia Bank)...and that job where I had to sell tutoring things to parents....
22. Who did you date?
Date...or..."date"....
23. Where did you go most often for lunch?
Ha other than the Caf....we'd pile into Stacey's LeBaron and head over to that Loeb area...or McD's....
24. Have you changed much since then?
Hell yeah...I was a confident motherf*cker back then, I figured I was going to rule the world. Now it's like...can I stab myself with a fork yet?!!!
25. What did you do after graduation?
Worked...then went to Ottawa U (and still worked). Hung out in ROckland (boonies!) alot...
Boy wasn't that fun....
In N Out: my blog likes extra pickles
So on KFI this morning they talked about In N Out (because there's that crazy lawsuit, blah blah), and so I figured I would scope out the Secret Menu 'cause I had no idea what a "wishburger" was...
From http://www.zenlemur.com/innout.shtml
In N Out's Secret Menu
So for those of you non-Cali folks, In N Out is a burger chain that's like...a religion here, and it's jsut interesting because it's all fresh yummy stuff...but it's still a fast-food chain. Plus, the menu itself has like 4 items on it, buty ou can order things all bizarre (i.e. the Secret Menu, above)...which is so interesting to think of not presenting your full list of items on a menu (common sense) but that just adds to the allure of In N Out.
Side note: if you watch The OC, if you see the kids drinking soda out of a drink thingy that's white with red palm trees...yep, that's In N Out.
MMM
mmm
good....
From http://www.zenlemur.com/innout.shtml
In N Out's Secret Menu
- "Animal Style" - bun is grilled with mustard, sauteed onions instead of raw, pickles, extra "special sauce" - [this can also be applied to fries (Note: I recently tried this on fries, but don't personally recommend it / Nov. 2, 2003)]
- "Wish Burger" - no meat, i.e. veggie burger
- "Protein Style" - lettuce wrapped around the burger instead of a bun for all of you who are in "The Zone"
- Update 12/23/2003 - there is no such thing as "Old Fashioned Style" - originally I had this listed as "ketchup and mustard instead of the weird special sauce" but that is incorrect as a call from In-n-Out today revealed.
- "Flying Dutchman" - two meat patties with two slices of cheese. that's it.
- "Double Meat" - Double Double without cheese
- "4x4" - 4 meat patties with 4 slices of cheese. Are you SURE you can eat that?
- "2x4" - 2 meat patties with 4 slices of cheese for the fromage afficionado
- "Grilled Cheese" - cheeseburger, sans meat
- "Fries - well done" - get your fries extra crispy and brown the way you like them!
- "Choco-Vanilla Swirl Shake" - just what it sounds like Note: this is not an official secrent menu item, but at most In-n-Out Burgers they will make it if asked for... 12/23/2003
- "Neopolitan Shake" - a blend of chocolate, vanilla and strawberry shakes.
So for those of you non-Cali folks, In N Out is a burger chain that's like...a religion here, and it's jsut interesting because it's all fresh yummy stuff...but it's still a fast-food chain. Plus, the menu itself has like 4 items on it, buty ou can order things all bizarre (i.e. the Secret Menu, above)...which is so interesting to think of not presenting your full list of items on a menu (common sense) but that just adds to the allure of In N Out.
Side note: if you watch The OC, if you see the kids drinking soda out of a drink thingy that's white with red palm trees...yep, that's In N Out.
MMM
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good....
Dear Abby
Killing MORE time...
I present to you...Dating and Personals, Sabina's Opinion...all the questions come from MSN.COM, but you'll get MY opinion...
Dear Lynn,
I am a 22-year-old woman that has seen all of the sex that I want to see. I’ve seen the highs and lows and came to the conclusion that it is all pointless without your life partner, so I recently decided to become a "secondary virgin." My only problem is, how do I present this to the men that I date? I have tried to do so in the past, but they all think that it’s a joke. Any suggestions?
-Re-strapping On My Chastity Belt
If at 22 you've seen all the sex you want to see, you are either:
a) an idiot
b) a whore
c) all of the above
My suggestion is: go get yourself checked for STDs, call your pimp and give him the bad news, and close your frickin' legs.
Dear Lynn,
I've been dating this guy for nearly three years. It's mostly an Internet thing, but I've spent time with him twice and his family as well. They're really nice people that try their best to make me feel comfortable. My boyfriend says he's ready for the next step in our relationship: Me moving in with him. However, when we argue, he will ignore me for days at a time—and when he comes back around, he wants to act like things are fine, like nothing happened. How would he act if/when I do move in? Time and time again, I've apologized to him after he's hurt my feelings, just for the sake of keeping peace in the relationship. He knows I hate to argue and fight, but he throws out comments just to hurt me sometimes. I love this guy with all my heart. I want a future with him, and I keep hoping one day he'll wake up and change, but is this a futile hope?
-Tearful and Tired
So when he ignores you for days, does that mean you can go out with your friends...watch tv in silence...do the laundry...go out, get plastered, and come home without hearing him bitch about you probably went out to pick up? Sounds like a good deal to me. Otherwise...he's a guy...guys like simple...ask him "Are you giving me the silent treatment? That's what a girl would do. That's so gay. Are you gay? Holy sh*t you ARE gay..."...that'll get him to start speaking again and prove he's a man by letting you get your bitching out of your system, or at least, yelling which will get you the communication you clearly crave.
Hi Lynn,
During the past six years, I have been involved in an on-again, off-again relationship with my college sweetheart. Time after time, we've gotten together and then decided to call it quits because of different circumstances. The real issue now is that over the years, she has gained more than 40 pounds.
I love her and could see myself with her for the long haul; however, her weight gain has really been a major issue in my not wanting to make a commitment to her. I have spoken to her about this issue a few times within the past few years, and I’ve gone as far as to write her workout plans, offer nutritional advice and advocate her making a lifestyle change. She isn't offended by my complaints, but aside from an occasional modest weight loss, she has regained the weight. I’m not shallow or using the weight issue to get out of the relationship: I'm worried about both the potential long-term health risks and, quite honestly, have become less attracted to her physically. Do you have any advice?
Yeah i got advice you cheap bastard...if you truly love her, then spend the money on lipo. Then you both get what you want. So shut your pie hole and take her to Dr. Rey. Oh, this only applies if you've got the body of an Adonis.
>
Dear Lynn,
My boyfriend and I have been together for more than a year and we have a five-month-old child together. My problem is that he is still married. We live together, and he hasn't been with his wife for three years now. I love him very much and he says he loves me, too. He says that he wants the divorce, but still hasn't gotten it. Am I being a fool by staying in this situation? What would you advise?
First off, you should get off the crack you're snorting...because clearly you had to have been on that to have a kid with a guy who's got a wife. A WIFE YOU IDIOT. You know what that means? It means she still gets to make medical decisions if something happens to him. It means if she effs up her credit history, HIS credit history is effed up. It means you better hope that he changed his beneficiary to your kid on his bank statements, or else you're f*cked. What would I advise? Getting a good lawyer to make sure your kid is taken care of if something happens to him, 'cause if I were his wife I'd murder his lousy ass.
I present to you...Dating and Personals, Sabina's Opinion...all the questions come from MSN.COM, but you'll get MY opinion...
Dear Lynn,
I am a 22-year-old woman that has seen all of the sex that I want to see. I’ve seen the highs and lows and came to the conclusion that it is all pointless without your life partner, so I recently decided to become a "secondary virgin." My only problem is, how do I present this to the men that I date? I have tried to do so in the past, but they all think that it’s a joke. Any suggestions?
-Re-strapping On My Chastity Belt
If at 22 you've seen all the sex you want to see, you are either:
a) an idiot
b) a whore
c) all of the above
My suggestion is: go get yourself checked for STDs, call your pimp and give him the bad news, and close your frickin' legs.
Dear Lynn,
I've been dating this guy for nearly three years. It's mostly an Internet thing, but I've spent time with him twice and his family as well. They're really nice people that try their best to make me feel comfortable. My boyfriend says he's ready for the next step in our relationship: Me moving in with him. However, when we argue, he will ignore me for days at a time—and when he comes back around, he wants to act like things are fine, like nothing happened. How would he act if/when I do move in? Time and time again, I've apologized to him after he's hurt my feelings, just for the sake of keeping peace in the relationship. He knows I hate to argue and fight, but he throws out comments just to hurt me sometimes. I love this guy with all my heart. I want a future with him, and I keep hoping one day he'll wake up and change, but is this a futile hope?
-Tearful and Tired
So when he ignores you for days, does that mean you can go out with your friends...watch tv in silence...do the laundry...go out, get plastered, and come home without hearing him bitch about you probably went out to pick up? Sounds like a good deal to me. Otherwise...he's a guy...guys like simple...ask him "Are you giving me the silent treatment? That's what a girl would do. That's so gay. Are you gay? Holy sh*t you ARE gay..."...that'll get him to start speaking again and prove he's a man by letting you get your bitching out of your system, or at least, yelling which will get you the communication you clearly crave.
Hi Lynn,
During the past six years, I have been involved in an on-again, off-again relationship with my college sweetheart. Time after time, we've gotten together and then decided to call it quits because of different circumstances. The real issue now is that over the years, she has gained more than 40 pounds.
I love her and could see myself with her for the long haul; however, her weight gain has really been a major issue in my not wanting to make a commitment to her. I have spoken to her about this issue a few times within the past few years, and I’ve gone as far as to write her workout plans, offer nutritional advice and advocate her making a lifestyle change. She isn't offended by my complaints, but aside from an occasional modest weight loss, she has regained the weight. I’m not shallow or using the weight issue to get out of the relationship: I'm worried about both the potential long-term health risks and, quite honestly, have become less attracted to her physically. Do you have any advice?
Yeah i got advice you cheap bastard...if you truly love her, then spend the money on lipo. Then you both get what you want. So shut your pie hole and take her to Dr. Rey. Oh, this only applies if you've got the body of an Adonis.
>
Dear Lynn,
My boyfriend and I have been together for more than a year and we have a five-month-old child together. My problem is that he is still married. We live together, and he hasn't been with his wife for three years now. I love him very much and he says he loves me, too. He says that he wants the divorce, but still hasn't gotten it. Am I being a fool by staying in this situation? What would you advise?
First off, you should get off the crack you're snorting...because clearly you had to have been on that to have a kid with a guy who's got a wife. A WIFE YOU IDIOT. You know what that means? It means she still gets to make medical decisions if something happens to him. It means if she effs up her credit history, HIS credit history is effed up. It means you better hope that he changed his beneficiary to your kid on his bank statements, or else you're f*cked. What would I advise? Getting a good lawyer to make sure your kid is taken care of if something happens to him, 'cause if I were his wife I'd murder his lousy ass.
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