I am ready to undergo the "change". There are many definitions for this. Menopause is one that comes to mind. I'm not ready for that one, yet. The change I'm referring to is an illogical fantasy. Yeah, I am ready to become a vampire.
Why the sudden interest in this less-traveled path? Well, I am quickly approaching my quarter-life crisis (although I've already reached crisis mode in life, so I highly doubt the age-change will make much of a difference). I like being young. No real responsibilities besides paying off loans. What more could I ask for? Except for eternal youth, nothing comes to mind. World peace? How about world tolerance...that's a little more feasible. They're never going to get along in the middle east.
Besides, I could really go for a romantic relationship where I get to fall in love. There is no better way to do it than with an illegitimate fantasy. Seriously, it does not exist for me in real life. So why can't I dream about my sexy pale vampire boyfriend/fiance/husband? I've got a great imagination, and it would be a waste not to use it. Although I'd have to say I'd make my vampire angel tall, with dark eyes and hair. So I guess pale doesn't cut it. Maybe I should marry a werewolf. Jacob, anyone? ;)
I just saw the Twilight movie (TERRIBLE), and re-read the whole first book (WONDERFUL), all in the span of about 16 hours...yeah, I'm ridiculous. But reading about Bella and Edward makes me yearn for such an exciting and intense relationship. It is, however, creepy how much time Edward has to watch Bella. I think I could do with a little space. I'll just keep reminding myself that he doesn't sleep. That makes it better.
I guess the whole point of this blog is that is really sucks when you are single and every one of your friends have "in a relationship" as their facebook status. LAME!!!! Brian Regan says it best in his comedy when he quotes "she's lonely".
Many thanks to Edward Cullen for fulfilling my dream much more quickly that he did for Bella. I am moving onto immortality. Peace out, suckas!!!
Monday, November 24, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
3-ply
Whoever invented 2-ply toilet paper is a genius, but the inventor of 3-ply is a MORON!!!!! Did you know you can clog your toilet with 6 squares of 3-ply toilet paper? Well, you can.
Benefit: Silky smooth cotton feeling against your skin.
NOT WORTH THE HASSLE IT TAKES TO UNCLOG YOUR TOILET...and all I did was pee!
GEEZZZZZZ...
Benefit: Silky smooth cotton feeling against your skin.
NOT WORTH THE HASSLE IT TAKES TO UNCLOG YOUR TOILET...and all I did was pee!
GEEZZZZZZ...
Monday, November 10, 2008
D is for Vendetta
Dog: a despicable man or youth. (dictionary.com)
Just kidding, that is not the kind of dog I am talking about today.
Dog: a domesticated canid, Canis familiaris, bred in many varieties. (dictionary.com)
And to be specific, a black Labrador retriever named Gabie. She's been a part of my life for 12 years now, and I've loved her for as long as she's been in our family. However, she's beginning to show her passive-aggressive side in a serious vendetta against me. Here's the background.
Cat: a domesticated canid, Canis familiaris, bred in many varieties.(dictionary.com )
I happen to have a mixed Siamese/tabby with a raccoon tail and blue eyes. His name is Echo. I've had him for a year (but he's a year and a half). He's pretty much an a**hole and a baller rolled up into a ball of fur. When first introducing him to Gabie, she growled and freaked him out, but he is such a bad a** that she now succumbs to his mischief. They have known each other for about 6 months now, and even sleep near each other on her bed, but never cuddled.
Problem #1: On Halloween, I stepped out to get some last minute accessories for my costume. Upon my return, I smell a horrible stench in the house. I call out to my mother, only to find her in my room cleaning up a huge pile of dog droppings off of my floor. Apparently, she decided to take her frustration about the cat out on my floor! Either that or I was the one who forgot to let her out to use the restroom before leaving. Yeah, that was my fault.
Problem #2: I get home from a fun weekend with my college buddies to find a huge gash in my bed sheets. Immediately, I assumed Echo was the culprit since he constantly scratches the couch and my box spring. Upon closer examination, I discovered black dog fur all over my bed. I was too quick to point fingers; Gabie was the actual criminal (if you could ever call my sweet dog that). She'd slept on my bed!!! That just does not happen! When she "makes" her bed, she likes to scrunch up the sheets, and in doing that to mine, she ripped them. Geez!
In conclusion, I realize that Echo may not be the reason Gabie is pooing in my room and sleeping on my bed. She may just be old. And I still love her to death!
Just kidding, that is not the kind of dog I am talking about today.
Dog: a domesticated canid, Canis familiaris, bred in many varieties. (dictionary.com)
And to be specific, a black Labrador retriever named Gabie. She's been a part of my life for 12 years now, and I've loved her for as long as she's been in our family. However, she's beginning to show her passive-aggressive side in a serious vendetta against me. Here's the background.
Cat: a domesticated canid, Canis familiaris, bred in many varieties.(dictionary.com )
I happen to have a mixed Siamese/tabby with a raccoon tail and blue eyes. His name is Echo. I've had him for a year (but he's a year and a half). He's pretty much an a**hole and a baller rolled up into a ball of fur. When first introducing him to Gabie, she growled and freaked him out, but he is such a bad a** that she now succumbs to his mischief. They have known each other for about 6 months now, and even sleep near each other on her bed, but never cuddled.
Problem #1: On Halloween, I stepped out to get some last minute accessories for my costume. Upon my return, I smell a horrible stench in the house. I call out to my mother, only to find her in my room cleaning up a huge pile of dog droppings off of my floor. Apparently, she decided to take her frustration about the cat out on my floor! Either that or I was the one who forgot to let her out to use the restroom before leaving. Yeah, that was my fault.
Problem #2: I get home from a fun weekend with my college buddies to find a huge gash in my bed sheets. Immediately, I assumed Echo was the culprit since he constantly scratches the couch and my box spring. Upon closer examination, I discovered black dog fur all over my bed. I was too quick to point fingers; Gabie was the actual criminal (if you could ever call my sweet dog that). She'd slept on my bed!!! That just does not happen! When she "makes" her bed, she likes to scrunch up the sheets, and in doing that to mine, she ripped them. Geez!
In conclusion, I realize that Echo may not be the reason Gabie is pooing in my room and sleeping on my bed. She may just be old. And I still love her to death!
Monday, November 3, 2008
Some thoughts on the election...
1. Please vote for Obama. Obviously I am not a fan of McCain, but I am even less of a fan of Palin. And seeing that McCain is 72 and looks like an unhealthy actor in a cardiovascular advertisement (meaning he could die at any moment), we will be stuck with an incompetent vice president turned president by LUCK (or the inevitable forces of life).
2. Why would anyone in their right mind vote yes on Prop. 8? Isn't the point of living in America to have equal rights and not be discriminated against? That's exactly what Prop. 8 does, discriminate against gays. They've had enough discrimination, it's time for equal rights. Plus, most of the funding for the No on 8 campaign comes from out-of-state funding...does anyone else see a problem with that?
3. Please vote no on Prop. 4. Yes, I think girls should confide in their parents regarding a huge life decision like abortion, but I do not think that should be mandatory. You don't know what some girls' family lives are like. Parents could potentially abuse their child for being pregnant or kick them out on the street. Plus, we will probably see a rise in back-street abortions, which will increase the amount of medical care these girls could need if it is preformed incorrectly. And maybe we should try teaching sex education in schools instead of abstinence to help prevent these teenage pregnancies in the first place. O.M.G... A PROACTIVE SOLUTION!!??!! Who would have thought? Yeah, we really need to get the republicans out of the White House...grrr.
All in all, I hope that everyone exercises their right to vote (like me)! It's fun and you get a cool sticker to wear all day at work in front of your 3rd graders.
Speaking of 3rd graders, I had a couple of interesting experiences last week in my third grade class I subbed in for 4 days.
a) The first day I was in there one of the little girls asked if I was going to vote. I told her yes, and she proceeded to ask if I was going to vote yes on Prop. 8. Being that I am of the opinion that it is not my place to influence these kids in politics, I told her it was personal. She then told me her parents had her make them a bumper sticker supporting Prop. 8. How sad! These people are teaching a 7 year old how to be intolerant of people considered "different".
b) The next day, a different girl came up to ask me if god created the earth and all the stuff on it or if the earth created god. What an interesting question! Basically, she was asking me if we made up god or if he made up us. For those of you who know me, I do not believe in god and I think the whole concept was made up by humans (or the earth, in this child's question). Once again, I am of the opinion it is not my place to influence these children in their religious or political beliefs, so I stated that she will have to ask her parents that question. Well, another little girl proceeded to start preaching the bible to the first little girl, and the first girl said that the boy next to her told her there is no god, and there were lots of hurt feelings and I wanted to pull my hair out! Needless to say I terminated that conversation quickly...ASK YOUR PARENTS!!!
2. Why would anyone in their right mind vote yes on Prop. 8? Isn't the point of living in America to have equal rights and not be discriminated against? That's exactly what Prop. 8 does, discriminate against gays. They've had enough discrimination, it's time for equal rights. Plus, most of the funding for the No on 8 campaign comes from out-of-state funding...does anyone else see a problem with that?
3. Please vote no on Prop. 4. Yes, I think girls should confide in their parents regarding a huge life decision like abortion, but I do not think that should be mandatory. You don't know what some girls' family lives are like. Parents could potentially abuse their child for being pregnant or kick them out on the street. Plus, we will probably see a rise in back-street abortions, which will increase the amount of medical care these girls could need if it is preformed incorrectly. And maybe we should try teaching sex education in schools instead of abstinence to help prevent these teenage pregnancies in the first place. O.M.G... A PROACTIVE SOLUTION!!??!! Who would have thought? Yeah, we really need to get the republicans out of the White House...grrr.
All in all, I hope that everyone exercises their right to vote (like me)! It's fun and you get a cool sticker to wear all day at work in front of your 3rd graders.
Speaking of 3rd graders, I had a couple of interesting experiences last week in my third grade class I subbed in for 4 days.
a) The first day I was in there one of the little girls asked if I was going to vote. I told her yes, and she proceeded to ask if I was going to vote yes on Prop. 8. Being that I am of the opinion that it is not my place to influence these kids in politics, I told her it was personal. She then told me her parents had her make them a bumper sticker supporting Prop. 8. How sad! These people are teaching a 7 year old how to be intolerant of people considered "different".
b) The next day, a different girl came up to ask me if god created the earth and all the stuff on it or if the earth created god. What an interesting question! Basically, she was asking me if we made up god or if he made up us. For those of you who know me, I do not believe in god and I think the whole concept was made up by humans (or the earth, in this child's question). Once again, I am of the opinion it is not my place to influence these children in their religious or political beliefs, so I stated that she will have to ask her parents that question. Well, another little girl proceeded to start preaching the bible to the first little girl, and the first girl said that the boy next to her told her there is no god, and there were lots of hurt feelings and I wanted to pull my hair out! Needless to say I terminated that conversation quickly...ASK YOUR PARENTS!!!
Monday, October 20, 2008
One good thing about McCain becoming president
I was thinking about how I really do not want McCain and Palin to win the election. There are so many negative reasons, and I decided I'm too negative about the pair. Thus I spent countless hours trying to decide on something positive that would occur if the pair were elected into office. Here's what I came up with:
1. Saturday Night Live would be endlessly entertaining. Think about how hilarious it is when they make fun of the republican party.
That's all I could think of. Pretty good, right?
1. Saturday Night Live would be endlessly entertaining. Think about how hilarious it is when they make fun of the republican party.
That's all I could think of. Pretty good, right?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Isn't it ironic...
I worked for the middle school today (and will again tomorrow). The secretary asked me how old I was so I told her, and she proceeded to tell me I looked really young and would have to wear a bright pink SUBSTITUTE sticker for the day. Seriously. This is more funny because Emily always says I have the personality of a permanent 7th grader. Sweet.
Don't believe me? See below.
Also, I like middle school. They don't really listen either but you get a prep period. WOOT!!!
Don't believe me? See below.
Also, I like middle school. They don't really listen either but you get a prep period. WOOT!!!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Things are much more pleasent ;)
Subbing has been much better since my last post. I am actually enjoying it!!!! Must have been the first day, lol. I have learned that kids love talking but you just have to be really strict with them and don't let them get away with anything and you CAN get them quiet for 30mins to do their math assignment. Sweet!!!!!!!
P.S. It scares me how well I teach math. I would have never guessed it!
Onto more exciting life news: oh wait, there is none. I have two midterms next week and am pulling my hair out over physiology b/c I really really really (exponentially) want to get an A in that class after successfully completing my first midterm. Thus I have been studying A LOT! Otherwise I spend my life trying to motivate myself to work out and not eat so much junk as well as getting purred and sat on at 3:30am by my cat Echo b/c he's hungry. Bastard.
Now onto Halloween. I am vehemently against dressing slutty. I think everyone does it so I strive in the years past to not succumb to the pressure of letting my ass hang out (which is not hard for me to do). Sadly, I have been conned (sort of) to dress as a mafia chick with a couple of my girlfriends. We don't even know what we're doing. I got this sweet cheap outfit to wear that's cute, but I'm pretty sure my buttocks will hang out. DANG IT!!!
Solution: Tights (yes, I have no shame).
P.S. It scares me how well I teach math. I would have never guessed it!
Onto more exciting life news: oh wait, there is none. I have two midterms next week and am pulling my hair out over physiology b/c I really really really (exponentially) want to get an A in that class after successfully completing my first midterm. Thus I have been studying A LOT! Otherwise I spend my life trying to motivate myself to work out and not eat so much junk as well as getting purred and sat on at 3:30am by my cat Echo b/c he's hungry. Bastard.
Now onto Halloween. I am vehemently against dressing slutty. I think everyone does it so I strive in the years past to not succumb to the pressure of letting my ass hang out (which is not hard for me to do). Sadly, I have been conned (sort of) to dress as a mafia chick with a couple of my girlfriends. We don't even know what we're doing. I got this sweet cheap outfit to wear that's cute, but I'm pretty sure my buttocks will hang out. DANG IT!!!
Solution: Tights (yes, I have no shame).
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Some reflections on substituting
My first day of work in 6 months...wow. I am uber motivated to get my phlebotomy licence so I do not have to manage an out of control classroom of 32 kids until I get into nursing school. If there was ever any signs stating that I should go into teaching, they are gone now and replaced whole-heartedly with my desire to become a nurse.
It's not that the experience was so horrible (it wasn't), it's just that being the substitute makes it really hard to control the kids. It's really hard not knowing names or what to expect. It'd be better if they were my own class.
Reflections:
1. Kids think I look twenty.
2. They also think I'm married (wth).
3. I have a ridiculous amount of "you're the best" and "we <3 you Ms. Martin" notes in my bag. Apparently, even though they don't listen, they like me.
4. I was better than their sub yesterday (score!).
5. My old middle school is now an elementary school. I taught in my 7th grade science classroom. Weird.
Any control suggestions would be appreciated greatly!
<3
P.S. I am coming down with something...ick.
It's not that the experience was so horrible (it wasn't), it's just that being the substitute makes it really hard to control the kids. It's really hard not knowing names or what to expect. It'd be better if they were my own class.
Reflections:
1. Kids think I look twenty.
2. They also think I'm married (wth).
3. I have a ridiculous amount of "you're the best" and "we <3 you Ms. Martin" notes in my bag. Apparently, even though they don't listen, they like me.
4. I was better than their sub yesterday (score!).
5. My old middle school is now an elementary school. I taught in my 7th grade science classroom. Weird.
Any control suggestions would be appreciated greatly!
<3
P.S. I am coming down with something...ick.
Monday, October 6, 2008
The lamest update ever
I am so excited to potentially get to substitute teach at my old elementary school! That'll be awesome! I am now registered in 2 districts, and a third school is potentially in the process of reviewing my application. Yay for work!
I am tired...fyi.
I am tired...fyi.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Just as long as we're together...
Yeah, I decided to regress to a fourth grade reading level last night and read one of my favorite childhood authors. Judy Blume. Ah, how I loved her. I could relate so well to all of her characters because we were so close in age and had such similar problems...usually. I think my favorite book by her was Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing but last night I read Just as long as We're Together. It was good (and it only took me 1.5 hours to finish...how I miss easy reading levels).
It's funny because when I read that book as a kid, I related to how 7th grade girls are interested in boys and trying to figure out how to be cool in school. Who would have thought that I'd related to it at this time in my life!?!? It's funny how moving home forces me to finally deal with my parent's divorce and then I read a book where her parents separate. I completely felt for the character in not wanting to interact with either parent.
It's interesting how good books really can span lifetimes...I guess I'll read it again when I'm 50 and see what I think then (if the pages haven't fallen apart yet).
It's funny because when I read that book as a kid, I related to how 7th grade girls are interested in boys and trying to figure out how to be cool in school. Who would have thought that I'd related to it at this time in my life!?!? It's funny how moving home forces me to finally deal with my parent's divorce and then I read a book where her parents separate. I completely felt for the character in not wanting to interact with either parent.
It's interesting how good books really can span lifetimes...I guess I'll read it again when I'm 50 and see what I think then (if the pages haven't fallen apart yet).
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Yay for good grades and blonde moments
1. 97.5% on 1st physiology test...not freaking bad ;)
2. Went to return office season 4 to blockbuster(my mom had rented them) but didn't know where it was. Finally found it and went inside to make sure it was the right one. Was informed by the blockbuster guy that the videos were from Hollywood...woops.
3. Excited for fall weather!!!!!!!!!
2. Went to return office season 4 to blockbuster(my mom had rented them) but didn't know where it was. Finally found it and went inside to make sure it was the right one. Was informed by the blockbuster guy that the videos were from Hollywood...woops.
3. Excited for fall weather!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
An intimidating job interview
And I'm going to do it even though it scares the shiz out of me! I have to bring a 10-20 minute presentation describing a research project I have worked on. SCARY!!! I HATE public speaking with a passion, but since I'm seriously trying to make some changes about myself, I think it's time for me to face my fear head on. Besides, I don't really care if I get the job b/c I already have subbing to fall back on. So what do I have to lose? NOTHING!!! All I have to gain is a little more confidence in my abilities as an interviewee...
P.S. I am soooo sick of studying! Physiology test tomorrow (shouldn't be too hard) but I have mounds of other crap to catch up on, and now I have to work on this presentation, study for my phlebotomy exam, and write my nursing personal statement. Whew, what a mind work out. I am looking forward to my second mind unwind tonight at yoga...
P.S. I am soooo sick of studying! Physiology test tomorrow (shouldn't be too hard) but I have mounds of other crap to catch up on, and now I have to work on this presentation, study for my phlebotomy exam, and write my nursing personal statement. Whew, what a mind work out. I am looking forward to my second mind unwind tonight at yoga...
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I am SOOOOOOO busy!!!
So I decided that blogging would be a great idea. Nothing better than procrastinating when you are swamped! Some updates...
1. I have about 150 pages of Pharmacology to catch up on before my exam next week, physiology test is Thurs, and interpersonal communications SUCKS!
2. I'm taking my phlebotomy certification test next Monday and I really need to study for that.
3. My nursing application is due on Nov. 1st. All I have left to finish are my personal statements and I'm waiting on one letter of rec.
4. I have a new love for sweating like a pig during Bikram Yoga.
I'd like to touch on number 4. I had my first yoga experience last night and I loved it. I looked at the clock about 20 minutes into the session and was thinking "OMG I can't believe I have another hour and ten minutes of this". I literally was soaked with sweat. The next time I looked at the clock there was only 15 minutes left. Basically, I got lost in the serenity of the yoga experience and was really able to clear my mind. It was amazing and I think this is something I am going to use in order to do some soul searching. Excellent.
Credit goes to Pat for introducing me to this wonderful new form of exercise.
Random note of the day: When male dogs use the bathroom, they lift their leg for more comfortable urination. However, male cats do not do this. I was wondering why and I think I have come up with an answer. It all lies in the size of the urinary device. Or it could be when the cat uses the litter box, if he lifted his leg, it would spray the walls instead of the cat litter. Yeah, that second answer makes more sense.
P.S. I am officially hired on as a substitute teacher. YIPPIE!!!
1. I have about 150 pages of Pharmacology to catch up on before my exam next week, physiology test is Thurs, and interpersonal communications SUCKS!
2. I'm taking my phlebotomy certification test next Monday and I really need to study for that.
3. My nursing application is due on Nov. 1st. All I have left to finish are my personal statements and I'm waiting on one letter of rec.
4. I have a new love for sweating like a pig during Bikram Yoga.
I'd like to touch on number 4. I had my first yoga experience last night and I loved it. I looked at the clock about 20 minutes into the session and was thinking "OMG I can't believe I have another hour and ten minutes of this". I literally was soaked with sweat. The next time I looked at the clock there was only 15 minutes left. Basically, I got lost in the serenity of the yoga experience and was really able to clear my mind. It was amazing and I think this is something I am going to use in order to do some soul searching. Excellent.
Credit goes to Pat for introducing me to this wonderful new form of exercise.
Random note of the day: When male dogs use the bathroom, they lift their leg for more comfortable urination. However, male cats do not do this. I was wondering why and I think I have come up with an answer. It all lies in the size of the urinary device. Or it could be when the cat uses the litter box, if he lifted his leg, it would spray the walls instead of the cat litter. Yeah, that second answer makes more sense.
P.S. I am officially hired on as a substitute teacher. YIPPIE!!!
Friday, September 19, 2008
Rachel and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
And it's only ten am!!!!! Seriously, I am (well was) very upset this morning. I went to the gym and on my drive home this little dog ran out in front of my car and I almost hit him (I'll bet you thought I was going to say I did hit him). Luckily I didn't, so I pulled over and chased him back onto the sidewalk in order to keep him from harms way. Finally I caught him and he had not collar, so I proceeded to walk around to all the houses in the general area to see if anyone had any idea where he belonged. I know this doesn't sound that bad, but here's where I got upset. Some fat lady was on a walk with her friend(1) and she screamed across the street "No stopping stupid!" Seriously? She called me stupid and she doesn't even know me. So I so nicely screamed back "You're really mean. I'm saving this dog. How would you like it if I ran over your dog?" What I really wanted to say was "You are such a b*tch, you don't even know me and I am not doing anything to hurt you. What's your f*cking problem cow...etc, etc" but that's just not me. It's my internal fury unleashing itself in my mind. But I would never be that rude to someone, ever (at least to their face). I have consideration for other people's feelings. Ever heard of the golden rule?
Anyway, I actually cried when I got home and told my mom the story. She laughed at me, but I was really hurt that she called me stupid. I'm not stupid, and obviously she doesn't know me so why did I let her get to me? Some people are really unhappy with their lives, and there is nothing I can do to change that. I guess this proves the statement "you can only control your own actions".
I thought of how that conversation should have gone in a perfect world.
Rude lady: "Excuse me, did you realized you pulled over in a no stopping zone?"
Whiny girl (me): "Yes I know that, however I almost ran over this little dog so I was just trying to return him to safety."
Rude lady: "Oh I see. Maybe next time you could try to pull over a little further or park down the side street where there is actually parking."
Whiny girl: "That's a great suggestion. I will do that so I don't get in the way of traffic."
Rude lady: "Did you want to get some coffee sometime. I feel we could be great friends."
Whiny girl: "That sounds great. How about right now?"
*Rude lady and Whiny girl frolic off to the nearest non-chain coffee shop and become great friends over 2 wonderful cafe Au Laits.*
Yeah freaking right, but it sounds good!
(1) I don't know why anyone would want to be friends with this lady.
P.S. Does anyone actually remember the book "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day" by Judith Viorst? I was shocked that today's experience reminded me of that wonderful children's book, thus I named my blog in honor of it (using my name, of course)!
Anyway, I actually cried when I got home and told my mom the story. She laughed at me, but I was really hurt that she called me stupid. I'm not stupid, and obviously she doesn't know me so why did I let her get to me? Some people are really unhappy with their lives, and there is nothing I can do to change that. I guess this proves the statement "you can only control your own actions".
I thought of how that conversation should have gone in a perfect world.
Rude lady: "Excuse me, did you realized you pulled over in a no stopping zone?"
Whiny girl (me): "Yes I know that, however I almost ran over this little dog so I was just trying to return him to safety."
Rude lady: "Oh I see. Maybe next time you could try to pull over a little further or park down the side street where there is actually parking."
Whiny girl: "That's a great suggestion. I will do that so I don't get in the way of traffic."
Rude lady: "Did you want to get some coffee sometime. I feel we could be great friends."
Whiny girl: "That sounds great. How about right now?"
*Rude lady and Whiny girl frolic off to the nearest non-chain coffee shop and become great friends over 2 wonderful cafe Au Laits.*
Yeah freaking right, but it sounds good!
(1) I don't know why anyone would want to be friends with this lady.
P.S. Does anyone actually remember the book "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day" by Judith Viorst? I was shocked that today's experience reminded me of that wonderful children's book, thus I named my blog in honor of it (using my name, of course)!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Fat Azzzzzzz
Last night I came to the realization that I am the proud owner of a Fat Cat. How did it come to this? He was so lean and athletic before I moved up to the bay. The number one cause must be that I turned him into an indoor cat. Personally, I think outdoor cats are more prone to disease and injury because they have so much exposure to other cats and animals (duh). That's why I decided to move him indoors and turn him into the King Kong of kitties.
How can I change this devastating problem? I have a couple of ideas. First, I am going to reduce his food intake from 1 cup/ day to 2/3 cup/day. Secondly, I am going to look into feeding him a healthier brand. Lastly, I think I'll make sure to chase him around and throw a tow for 30 minutes cumulative per day so he can get some exercise. Poor fatty :(
How can I change this devastating problem? I have a couple of ideas. First, I am going to reduce his food intake from 1 cup/ day to 2/3 cup/day. Secondly, I am going to look into feeding him a healthier brand. Lastly, I think I'll make sure to chase him around and throw a tow for 30 minutes cumulative per day so he can get some exercise. Poor fatty :(
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Name brands can't beat this!
I ran a little errand to pick up tampons at Rite Aid this morning. Usually I buy the Tampax Pearl because they are the most comfortable, but I couldn't help but notice the nice price on the Rite Aid brand. $4.59 is a great price for 36 tampons, and it's a multi pack! But what really got me was the name of the Rite Aid brand...get ready...Opalescent! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I was literally laughing out loud like an idiot in the store because that is so hilarious. I guess they always try to make their brand a knock off of the name brand.
Pearl or Opalescent. Who would know the difference?
Pearl or Opalescent. Who would know the difference?
Thursday, September 4, 2008
A yawn can do WHAT?
For those of you who don't know, I am taking a pharmacology class as a prerequisite for nursing school. I just learned of a very interesting, albeit rare, side effect of clomipramine (med for depression). It's called a YAWNGASM and is defined as "a spontaneous orgasm that occurs when yawning". Well shoot, if that's a side effect, I'd be interested in trying the drug. I wonder what it's like...
The book goes on to say that this is a good or bad thing, depending on your views. Then they say one patient actually asked how long he/she could stay on the drug b/c he/she liked the side effect so much. I'll bet it was a male ;)
The book goes on to say that this is a good or bad thing, depending on your views. Then they say one patient actually asked how long he/she could stay on the drug b/c he/she liked the side effect so much. I'll bet it was a male ;)
Ah, the little things...
I went for a nice little run this morning, and in the first 2 minutes, I ran by one of those sprinklers that was sticking up. Initially, I ran past it, but after two steps further into my run, I had to turn around and push it down with my right foot. For some odd reason, I love doing that. Or maybe I just can't stand to see them up.
I also tripped over a huge crack in the cement on a busy street. I felt pretty stupid, but at least I stopped myself from falling. Singing to music and not paying attention to where you're going is NOT a good idea. Lesson learned. Hopefully someone got a good laugh out of it. I sure did.
I also tripped over a huge crack in the cement on a busy street. I felt pretty stupid, but at least I stopped myself from falling. Singing to music and not paying attention to where you're going is NOT a good idea. Lesson learned. Hopefully someone got a good laugh out of it. I sure did.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Some thoughts on the local JC
So I spent the large majority of yesterday crashing Physiology classes at good old West Valley. 10, I repeat, 10 hours in class. I did the same lab and listened to the same lecture 2X. If I don't understand the basics of homeostasis after that, then I should not ever be allowed to apply to nursing school. Some interesting observations:
1. 7:45am is really early for a class. Not even Cal Poly has Chemistry classes that early. We wait until 8am. The sun is up at that point.
2. I am surprised how well I fit in with the 18-21 year old population. I guess approaching 25 does not mean you are uncool/look old. Whew, I was worried about that.
3. $200 is a ridiculous amount for books. I bought the text used and a huge stack of printed paper for $60. No joke, it was a stack of printer paper with my labs printed on them. I could have printed that out myself for the cost of a stack of paper. Wow.
4. I prefer night classes. The people in the night classes are in the same boat. Most of us work full time* and then somehow balance school on top of that, family, friends, and life.
5. I actually was enrolled into the night class (which is what I wanted because I can then work full time...see above/below).
6. One of my lab partners is a soccer player and he may have a hook up to a pick up game in the area. Nice...
7. My teacher may play in the same soccer league as I do. While that seems cool, I wonder if she would lower my grade if our team beat hers.
Today I officially dropped the $2000 physiology class up in Oak-town and will get a full refund (including books)! Awesome...watch that credit card debt drop :) As of now, I am signed up for 11 units. Sadly, that does not actually constitute a full load (at least by Cal Poly standards) but that is plenty of work to keep me busy the next 3.5 months.
I need a vacation.
*Yes, you read correctly. I am about to start working full time again. Basically, I cannot wait to have a real income. YIPPIE!!!!!
P.S. Yippie is not in the dictionary. Some options are as follows : hippie, Kppie, yuppie, yippee...oh, that would be the word I am looking for...grrrrrrrrrrrrr
1. 7:45am is really early for a class. Not even Cal Poly has Chemistry classes that early. We wait until 8am. The sun is up at that point.
2. I am surprised how well I fit in with the 18-21 year old population. I guess approaching 25 does not mean you are uncool/look old. Whew, I was worried about that.
3. $200 is a ridiculous amount for books. I bought the text used and a huge stack of printed paper for $60. No joke, it was a stack of printer paper with my labs printed on them. I could have printed that out myself for the cost of a stack of paper. Wow.
4. I prefer night classes. The people in the night classes are in the same boat. Most of us work full time* and then somehow balance school on top of that, family, friends, and life.
5. I actually was enrolled into the night class (which is what I wanted because I can then work full time...see above/below).
6. One of my lab partners is a soccer player and he may have a hook up to a pick up game in the area. Nice...
7. My teacher may play in the same soccer league as I do. While that seems cool, I wonder if she would lower my grade if our team beat hers.
Today I officially dropped the $2000 physiology class up in Oak-town and will get a full refund (including books)! Awesome...watch that credit card debt drop :) As of now, I am signed up for 11 units. Sadly, that does not actually constitute a full load (at least by Cal Poly standards) but that is plenty of work to keep me busy the next 3.5 months.
I need a vacation.
*Yes, you read correctly. I am about to start working full time again. Basically, I cannot wait to have a real income. YIPPIE!!!!!
P.S. Yippie is not in the dictionary. Some options are as follows : hippie, Kppie, yuppie, yippee...oh, that would be the word I am looking for...grrrrrrrrrrrrr
Friday, August 29, 2008
I floss daily...
And so should you. It's great for stopping cavities, getting rid of bad breath, and even using as a cat toy. However, you should never floss while driving. Flossing takes two hands, and so does driving. I guess you could drive with one hand but that doesn't stop the fact that flossing takes two hands.
True story: I sat behind some idiot this morning in downtown Berkeley who thought it was acceptable to floss his teeth in his car. No joke. And he wasn't paying attention to the light so he made us sit behind him. Eek.
P.S. This has nothing to do with flossing. It's abnormally hot this week. I am dying due to broken AC in my car. I travel a lot. I feel sorry for anyone who has to ride in my car w/o AC. It's miserable.
True story: I sat behind some idiot this morning in downtown Berkeley who thought it was acceptable to floss his teeth in his car. No joke. And he wasn't paying attention to the light so he made us sit behind him. Eek.
P.S. This has nothing to do with flossing. It's abnormally hot this week. I am dying due to broken AC in my car. I travel a lot. I feel sorry for anyone who has to ride in my car w/o AC. It's miserable.
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