Saturday, February 14, 2004

Thinkin' Outloud...


Here I am, Margerita in hand, hungry but refusing to break down and order food, thinkin' about the gals dancing.

Damn this Margerita is good.

So, have I mentioned that I've lost some weight? Yes, yes, people. The belly that formed during my year long hiatus I took from work is now slowly disappearing. I sometimes don't have time to eat lunch at work and I am constantly running around, so that has helped in the weight loss process. Soon, Sean and I will have an elliptical machine in the living room so I'll be able to tone my ass up.

Today is Valentine's day. Sean gave me a Vermont Teddy Bear dressed in prison clothes which he sent to work yesterday. I was kind of embarrassed because today is actually Valentines day and I thought maybe my two officemates thought I was showing off or something. It was a nice present, though.

I'm hungry, but it's too late to order Sushi. I DON'T want fast food. I should just fire up the stove and eat some Ramen.




Thursday, February 12, 2004

Thinkin' Outloud...


Hello everyone...how have you been? Work has been kicking my ass. I first want to apologize to anyone I've promised anything to. I'm just so tired when I get home. I haven't really enjoyed my new toy either.

Three day weekend is just around the corner, though I feel I will be dropping by the office because of the many deadlines next week.

Valentine's Day is also this weekend. It used to be that Sean and I would celebrate this day but all I can say now is, Valentine's Day? What's that? I think I'll be out dancing with the gals, (weather permitting). P.S. I'd like to play Trivial Pursuit again, but I'd like to be able to THINK about my answers. I think I'll bring T.P over to Kay's and have some T.P fun.

Happy Birthday to Marianne. It's her birthday tomorrow! (2.13) Mare, I bet you thought I forgot, huh?

Happeh Birthday, to yeeew.

Happeh Birthday, toooo yeeeeew.

Happeh Biiirthhhday, dear Marianne...

Happeh Biiiirthday, to yeeew!

Happy Birthday Marianne!!!

(That was my Marilyn Monroe impression)




Tuesday, February 10, 2004

Thinkin' Outloud...


Frodo Throdo Baggins the 3rd has been found. The bastard escaped by hoofing it up the turtle hammock, and falling about 3 1/2 feet down outside the tank. I'm such a bad mother. He's fine. His shell is still intact. I'm sure he enjoyed his adventure under the futon couch. Sean found him and gave him a good scolding.


I'm in pain. I have been on my feet from 7:30 AM till about 4:30 P.M My legs feel like they are going through growing pains. IT HURTS, MOMMY!

I have a new toy. It's still in the box but won't be for long. I'm afraid to open it. I'll show you guys a picture when I'm done setting it up.

Ta ta for now.




Thinkin' Outloud...


FRODO BAGGIN'S HAS ESCAPED!!!




Monday, February 09, 2004

Thinkin' Outloud...


There's nothing more comforting than the feeling of warm rice sitting in my tummy...along with some sort of Asian dish. Beef with broccoli to be exact.

I had a bad day, ya'll...The day felt even worse because this was my first day back since my training and I felt like crap.

I'm not sure how to handle the situation. I just know that I feel like a big zero when I'm lectured over tedious things.

I'm sorry but I don't have the time to strategically place an envelope the way she wants it.

Tomorrow my horoscope says that I will be having a very low career day. Very low. Oh goodie. I wonder what is in store for me.




Sunday, February 08, 2004

Thinkin' Outloud...


Note to self: (and I'm talkin' big ass bright yellow post it note plastered to my forehead) Next time you are sickly, just pretend that people whose ego's are bigger than the blue banana don't exist and you'll be fine, even though your tolerancy level has dropped and your patience being tried.

This weekend was...

Sucky. And why? It just was. I mean, I still don't have the super powers I requested. But anyway...

I'm sick. I had been fighting a cold on Friday while in class, then had dinner with Meg and Sean while my nose drained. Woke up Saturday with major cloggage, went into work for an hour or so, then went home to clean the master bedroom, then went to dinner with friends (which was enjoyable-especially when this very tall dark and handsome man sat at the table directly in front of me, man was he handsome - not as handsome as my lovely Training Officer though), then we were off to play some Trivial Pursuit and have Margerita like drinks. - That's when shit started to hit the fan for me. I thought Trivial Pursuit was suppose to be fun? I mean, it was at some points for me, but not the entire game (like it was for everyone else). I mean, I quit because I was super annoyed and I usually don't get super annoyed.

Eh, I'll blame it on my cold.

We ended the night by speaking of our past childhoods and I finally let the secret out I've been hiding for almost five years. (I'll explain more later)

I'm afraid of waking up tomorrow the way I did today. Congested, glands swollen and miserable. I have a pile of tissues next to me taller than Mt. Vesuvias. I have the option of calling in sick, but I think I'll be leaving early instead - which I would never have thought to do - Thanx El, that's why they pay you the big bucks.

Okay, I'm off to have some chinese food that Sean was kind enough to pick up.