Monthly Archives: April 2008

Someone has a case of the Tuesdays!

Remember that classic line in Office Space? The one about having a case of the Mondays? Well, that’s how I feel. Except it’s not Monday. It’s Tuesday.

Let me explain.

It is my contention that Tuesday, not Monday is the worst day of the week. “Why?, ” you ask. Well… because everyone expects Mondays to be shit. So on Sunday night you mentally prepare for Monday morning. Tuesdays, on the other hand, come out of the blue. You make it through the Miserable Monday and you think to yourself “hey, that wasn’t so bad.”

And then you wake up on Tuesday and realize you still still have FOUR more work days. Ugh.

Take this morning for example… I had an uber-productive Monday– work was okay, went to the gym, made some healthy food for the week. Then I woke up this morning to NO POWER. Shit!

I decided that I would go to the gym to shower. And, if I’m gonna shower at the gym I might as well get a workout in. So I packed a bag, went to the gym, worked out, showered, etc. When it was time to get dressed and leave I realized I left my work shoes at home. Crap! So, I had to go home, get my shoes and make it to work. I was only 8 mins late, but my plan was foiled.

After work, I went to a visitation and had dinner with my mom. All in all, a fairly productive day, but still a classic case of the Tuesdays!

Freewriting Frenzy

Monday. Ugh. I considered calling in, but that will just throw off my productivity for the rest of the week. Plus, I’m pretty sure I can’t spend another day on the couch. I wasn’t even tired last night so I took some Tylenol p.m. I went to sleep, but it wasn’t exactly “quality” sleep. Oh, well… now I’ll have some on hand for those sleepless nights.

Another week. I need to get lots of stuff done this week at work. It probably helps that I’m leaving on Sunday. I always tend to get more stuff done before I leave. I’m looking forward to happy hour on Friday. Genuinely looking forward to it, not just for something to do. It’s work peeps and I’m excited to hang out with one of my coworkers and his wife, who I’ve never met.

I’ve decided that I’m probably not gonna have enough money for my road trip. That sucks. Damn this economy. I’m also not going to be able to have my house painted. I’m gonna look into some landscaping options, but that’s not looking too promising. Again, damn this economy. I’m not even sure I’m feeling the pinch myself, but I keep hearing about it and thinking maybe I should be a little thriftier. Plus, I have debt I should pay down first.

I need to work on a relationship post sometime this week. As I’ve mentioned before, I really don’t have one right now, but there are lots of priors I can learn some. And maybe it will bring me some boyfriend karma. Who knows?

I’m having a really hard time writing for 15 mins straight. Maybe because I can’t think of anything to say, or maybe because I know I need to get ready and start my week, but I honestly don’t know how I’m going to fill the next 5 mins. Maybe I’ll just stop here.

(ps: I picked the Maxine cartoon above b/c my co-worker forwarded me a bunch of ridiculous Maxine cartoons the other day… I thought it was hilarious because it’s sooooooooo not me!!)

Weight Loss TV

So, after writing the extremely lame last post, I plopped my fat ass on the couch to watch TV.  I was flipping back and forth between VH1s Celebrity Fit Club Boot Camp (or whatever it’s called) and the National Body Challengeon the Discovery Channel.   I’ve also watched The Biggest Loser sporadically over the last few years.

I can’t quite decide how I feel about these shows.  On one hand, they’re supposed to be inspirational.  And sometimes are.  On the other hand it’s kinda like watching an anti-smoking commercial and getting the craving for a cigarette.

Celebrity Fit Club is by far the worst of the bunch.  These are spoiled quasi-celebs who are just doing it for a) the paycheck or b) the notoriety.  I haven’t really followed this latest season and I’m not 100% sure who the “celebrities” are, but one of them admitted to doing it for the money and another for the fame.  Except Tina Youthers.  She rocks.

This is the first time I’ve watched National Body Challenge, but it seems to have fairly good advice and realistic goals.  They’re doing a twin thing right now.  Wonder if my brother would want to go on.  He’s packed on the pounds recently and I *guarantee* this is something I could do better than him…ahahah!

As for The Biggest Loser, well… it’s inspirational alright.  EVERYONE on that show starts out bigger than I am and I figure if they can do it, so can I.  But if past seasons are any indicator, they don’t have a whole lot of success keeping the weight off once they leave the “ranch” or the “campus” or whatever they’re calling it these days.

At any rate, I have one week before leaving for a business trip, so I’ll just make it my goal to work out at least 5 times.  This should a) ensure I get my ass off the couch and b) drag me out of my current funk.

I’ve got nothing to say…

So, I gave up on my “morning freewrites” this weekend because yesterday I was too hungover to write coherently and today I couldn’t think of anything to write.

I’ve been hanging out all day thinking that I’d have some sort of epiphany and the perfect post would just pop into my head. Don’t get me wrong, I have plenty of “deep” stuff to write about. But I tried that yesterday and it didn’t work so well for me. I think I have to be in the right mood for deep.

I’m also still waiting for the funny post that I know I have in me. I’m generally a funny person. And I’ve even been capable of writing funny stuff, but for some reason, humor has escaped me since starting this blog.

However, I’m committed to writing something–anything– at least daily, so here goes nothing…

Things I’ve done today (in no particular order)

  • Watched a marathon of America’s Next Top Model. The season where Eva wins. I’ve seen it at least 4 times
  • Ordered pizza online. I’ve had pizza delivered to my house maybe 3 times since I’ve lived here and I’ve never ordered it online. Talk about a new level of laziness.
  • Talked to my grandma on the phone. She called me, so I don’t get brownie points
  • Did the dishes, laundry is 2/3 done
  • Uploaded pix from the weekend to mySpace
  • Left the house once– to get ice cream. Again, lazy. And horrible food choices.

Things I haven’t done today

  • Work out
  • Shower (as of 9 pm, I showered… so it goes in the list above!)
  • Finish paying bills
  • Sweep/mom the floors
  • Read my book
  • Consult my to-do list

There you have it… my not-so-exciting day in a nutshell. Time to get back on the couch. I’m sure there’s a re-run I haven’t seen, and I know there are unwatched Netflix lying around. But, honestly, I won’t watch them, either. Too much of a time commitment (not that 5 hours of ANTM wasn’t a time commitment, but, well– it’s different!)

Friday Freewrite

Just rolled out of bed. I think I slept better last night. Thank God. Thoughts of Jason Bateman this morning. hmmmmm….

I need to be productive today. Work stuff and personal stuff. Got a call fromt he cable company last night that I hadn’t paid my bill. Oops. I really thought I had. The guy was super rude and hung up on me. I need to resolve this. Yes, I need to pay the bill, but I also need to let them know how rude he was.

WHat else… Lost last night was great! i’m so glad it’s back. I can’t wait to dissect it today. But, again, I need to get some work done.

Fun plans for today/tonight. Lunch w/girls and then Bunco. Animal print. I like my outfit. Should be fun.;

Got a pkg in the mail from my dad yesterday. Its a collection of poems written by his girlfriend. As you may recall, I HATE poetry. But my dad designed the cover, so it’s cool. I’m proud.

I broke a chair last night. Sitting in it. Not even sitting down in it. Just sitting there on the computer and the slats broke. It’s a cheap chair. I mean, I’m not stick thin but there’s no reason I should break a chair. Yuk.

I’m hoping to get some more stuff done this weekend. I have zero plans for Sat./Sun. so hopefully I can get some stuff done around here. Oh, and I got an estimate on the house painting. It’s really high. I’m thinking I’ll probably do it myself. I don’t WANT to do it myself, but, well….

I need to get myself on a spending plan. Especially now that I have a car payment. I really need to be more aware of what I’m spending and actively work to pay down my debt. Especially if I want to move/make a change in my life. I can’t do that with debt hanging over my head.

Maybe this weekend I can find some time to do some research on writing. I’m not 100% convinced that it has to be completely fictitious. I was chatting with a friend yesterday and realized i have TONS of stories to tell. Yes, i could make them a little more interesting. Maybe _______________ (that word i can’t think of that’s like a fictional autobiography… why can’t i think of it?) creative nonfiction is more my game.

15 mins are up. This was actually kinda hard this morning. I didn’t have much to say/write/think about. Maybe after my shower.

Thank God for Lost!


After a 5 (?) week hiatus, Lost  returned to TV tonight.  I’ve been looking forward to it all week.  The past few episodes I’ve been taking notes.  This time instead of writing them on paper, I’ll use my still-kinda-new laptop.  Eventually I’ll get wireless and do some live blogging…..  Baby steps.

Oh, yeah… the last ep “revealed” that Michael was Ben’s man on the boat and that Russeau and  Carl were killed.  Or were they?

  • Kate… always hot.  Smiling at Jack.  Gag me.
  • Ohhh… is this the start of Jack’s pill-poppiing?  Hmmm…  or was he popping pre-island?
  • Antibiotics?  Yeah right.

    (this is the first episode they filmed after the end of the writers strike)

  • Vincent, Bernard. Guy in ocean
  • Another new person?  Who is it?  Michowski?   No.  But hes def a guy from the boat.  The doctor! That’s right.  Slit neck.
  • Sawyer.  Hurley. Locke.    Ahahah… playing risk.  Good fake out.
  • Alex is skinny.   Who are her captors?  Richard Alpert, etc?  “the hostiles?”  More new characters?????
  • Phone rings. Code 14J.
  • Ben is so cultured. Playing piano.
  • “they’re here”    Who?  Freighter people?  Whitmore?  Obviously whoever captured Alex.
  • Ben in Sahara?????   Sick.  Is he having the time travel sickness?   When is this?  He has on a dharma coat.  Are we gonna see the polar bear?  Tunisia?  Why is he wearing a parka?
  • Holy shit!  Ben’s going badass.  Does this have something to do with him hiring Sayid as a contract killer?
  • No time for Claire?  Why does john need to survive? Why is it important.  Why won’t they hurt Locke?
  • “When? When is kind of a relative term”—Daniel Faraday
  • Ooh… are we gonna find out how Claire comes to not make it?
  • Sawyer is not gonna come back.
  • Who was the guy with the firewood?  And in the pink shirt?
  • DAMN!  I’m gonna be pissed if sawyer dies……..
  • Holy shit…. October 21, 2005.  Sayid’s wife is dead. Is this nadia? Or someone from the island?
  • Jacob/cabin/hurley
  • Hurley lets sawyer/Claire in.  why didn’t locke want them to come in?
  • Seriously? They rang the doorbell.  Is this some kind of reverse psychology from ben?
  • They wanna talk?
  • It’s halfway thru the episode and so far no flash backs/forwards.  Or are we supposed to think Ben’s is a forward? It’s obvious he doesn’t 100% know WHEN he is.  I guess we didn’t have one last episode either.
  • Was that a picture of Nadia they were carrying? Is this Sayid’s wife?
  • Ben looks like Indiana Jones.
  • Who is the bald guy?  Sayid is a pall bearer.  He sees Ben.  Ben still looks like Indiana Jones.  Maybe he’ll get in a fight on the street.
  • Desmond’s boat=Elizabeth. Fiji. Chartered a plane.  All lies.
  • Ishmael Baki (?) = Bald guy.
  • LaBrea and Santa Monica.  Where Nadia was killed.
  • Ben DOES know… and is lying about how he got there.  Clearly.  Is this how he gets Sayid to kill for him.
  • What did he say his name was?  Martin Keemy?  Uganda.  Mercenary missions.
  • Ben is CREEP-y.  She’s not my daughter.  Stolen from an insane woman.
  • Holy shit. He did it.  He actually killed Alex.

    (the Will Smith movie looks stupid.  “how many handbags does a woman really need? One more than she has now…”  hahah)

  • Ben has a soul.  Or maybe not. “he changed the rules”  Is this a reference to the game of Risk?  Surely it’s significant.
  • Is this room the time machine????  Magic box?  Jacob?????  It’s obviously the portal to the “current” time.
  • Bald guy.  Ben gives him the real name.  Sayid kills bald guy.   Bald guy working for Whidmore.
  • “once you let your grief become anger, it will never go away. I know from personal experience”  — Ben to Sayid.
  • “8 years searching for woman he loved.   Found her. Married her. Buried her.”
  • Oh…. So Sayid initiates the killing partnership?   Ben Smirks.  He knew what would happen. He intentionally set it up that way.
  • Ben is back.  The room is the portal to the time travel.   Did ben make the earth shake?  Is this part of the
  • Oh, shit.  It’s smokey.  Does Ben control the monster?
  • Does smokey come out every time there Is a break in the space/time continuum?
  • Lights.  Noise.   Smokey gets the bad guys.   Does this mean Ecko was bad?  Who were the other people who were killed by smokey?
  • Ben has to say goodbye to his daughter. He has a soul.  He’s capable of love.
  • What happened to the doctor?  Helicopters coming back in the morning?  Bernard knows morose code.
  • Daniel is a bad liar.  
  • What does Juliette know?  Why is jack sick? from the pills????
  • Miles is becoming one of them.
  • Again, avoid answers.  Wait till we see Jacob to find out about monster.  Claire, Aaron and sawyer break off.  Locke insists that Hurley stays.  To find cabin.  Why does Hurley agree to this?  “I’ll catch up sooner or later”—hurley.
  • We know Claire doesn’t make it.  Aaron does.  This isn’t a good sign for Sawyer.
  • Ben in London.
  • Mr and Mrs Kendrick in 4E.
  • Hmm… was that some kind of code? (key thing)  Does 4E somehow relate to 14J.
  • Ben has a key to Whidmore’s house?  Are they in cahoots?
  • Whidmore… nightmares.
  • Why ‘can’t’ he kill whidmore?  Same reason locke can’t kill his dad?
  • Blames Ben for alex’s death
  • “I know who you are, boy… what you are.  Everything you have you took from me.”  Is Whidmore Ben’s dad?
  • “I’m hear to tell you I’m going to kill your daughter… Penny”
  • Are Charles Whitmore and Richard Alpert the same.
  • What rules have been changed?
  • “you’ll never find her”
  • “that island is mine.  Always was.  Will be again.”
  • “hunt is on for both of us.”

** I can’t wait to read the blogs/Doc Jensen on this one**

It Happened to Me: I was a witness

There used to be a column in Jane magazine called “It Happened to Me.”  In it, a Jane “reader” would write an article about something that happened to them: cancer survivors, cult members, rape victims, etc.  I always really liked that column because it seemed like *everyone* had a more exciting story to tell than I did.  They were oftentimes horrendous and tragic, but that somehow escaped me. And now there’s no more Jane magazine.  Hmmm.

Well, today it happened to me:  I witnessed a case of child endangerment/possible neglect. I was leaving the mall when I heard a baby screaming.  I recently got a new car so I was wondering the aisles aimlessly looking for my vehicle and the crying got louder and louder.  Suddenly, I realized it was coming from inside a car.

I looked over to see a small blue car with the windows rolled down. In the back seat was the crying infant, sitting in her car seat with her brother (?), who was no older than 5.   I didn’t know what to do so I took pictures of the license plate and the children with my cell phone.  Then I called my friend who used to work in protective services.

After I got off the phone with her, another shopper happens by and hears the child screaming. I tell her it’s okay and that I’ve called the cops (I hadn’t actually called them yet. I thought my friend was calling them).  As she’s trying to get the baby out of the car, another woman comes over and asks what’s going on.

We tell her and discover that she’s the mom.  She said she left the kids in the car while she “ran in” to get her pictures.   The boy was ASLEEP on the car seat and the baby was crying and sweating profusely.  I had been there for at least 5 minutes.  The other shopper says “sorry” and just walks away.

I stand there dumbfounded for a while and then head back to my car where I promptly call the cops.  At this point, the mom is standing OUTSIDE of her car holding the baby.  She’s not attempting to drive off or anything.  I watch her closely and I think she knows something is up.

I give the dispatcher all the information I have and she tells me to pretend I’m driving away.   She doesn’t want me to scare her into leaving.  The dispatcher calls mall security.  As I’m circling back around I see the mall security truck.  Thank goodness!   But, once I get to the spot, I notice that the car is gone.

Either I scared the mom or she moved her kids to another location.  I’m thankful that the kids are (supposedly) safe now that the mom is with them and that they’re no longer alone in the car.  But what if it happens again?  Why didn’t the mom take the kids in with her?  And why didn’t she leave immediately?

It’s just a hunch, but I wonder if she doesn’t work at the mall.  She was fairly well dressed and didn’t look like she was just “running errands.”  I hope this was a one-shot deal and that she doesn’t make a habit of leaving her kids in the car.  I know that childcare is expensive, but something terrible could have happened to those kids.

As I think back on this, there are plenty of things I wish I would have done differently. I wish I would have called the cops immediately. I wish I would have stayed instead of driving off. I wish I would have confronted the woman about WHY she just left her children in the car on an 80 degree day.

In the end, I’m glad I did *something* instead of just walking away, but I’ll be worrying about those kids a lot in the next few weeks.

April is National Poetry Month–and I don’t care!!

Here’s the thing… I don’t like poetry. I know I’m “supposed” to.  But I don’t.  I try to think of myself as a writer (although what that means is beyond me).  I work for an educational association devoted to literacy. People at work are ga-ga over poetry, literature, etc.  My dad’s girlfriend is even a published poet.

But I have never been able to get into it.  I can appreciate a beautifully written piece of prose that has “poetic” qualities.  I love song lyrics. I like dirty limericks (ha ha), but the whole idea of poetry just makes me cringe a little.  Maybe I haven’t read enough of it.  Or maybe it’s too intimidating, with all the metaphors, interpretation, etc.  I can understand complex issues in novels, though, so what is it about verse that makes me want to pull my hair out??

Freewriting, part 2

Well, I guess we’ll try this again. I had two ideas for blogs yesterday. One was my theory on Tuesdays, which is no longer timely (but look for it next week!) and the other I can’t remember… I’ve been racking my brains to try to come up with it. No luck.

So, today is my vacation day and I’ve been up since 5. Woke up with horrible stomach pains and can’t get back to sleep. I have a mile-long list of things to do today. I’m thinking “take a nap” might be one of them. It’s supposed to be super nice so hopefully I can take advantage of it.

Last night was the Backyard Tire Fire show.

The show was good. I was annoyed ‘cuz my friend was already drunk when I got there and I was ridiculously tired, so I had some catching up to do. Strangely enough, I actually had fun with his brother. We generally don’t get along but he was a lot more fun, talkative, energetic than my friend. I really, really, really hate babysitting. And moodiness. Unless it’s my own moodiness!

As usual, Backyard Tire Fire was awesome. I love that they’re a local. I need to download some of their new stuff. I love live music. When its good, it’s REALLY good. Maybe I should try to see some shows during my yet-to-be-determined road trip.

I got a lil drunk, but not too bad. We left the show during the headlining act, got some McDonalds (thus the stomach problems) and came home.

What else? Oh, I’m grossed out by how much smoking I’ve done lately. My lungs need a break and I’m afraid I smell.

This has to be the lamest freewrite in the history of the world. Seriously. I generally have four thousand thoughts streaming through my head. Maybe it’s because I’ve been up too long and my emotions have been effectively repressed. Or maybe I’m just tired.

Oh, wait. I just remembered my other post…. time to write it. I guarantee this isn’t gonna do much for my hit count–ahaha!!

Five Finger Discount

My blog stats have been WAY up the last few days so I was trying to think of something to write to keep up the momentum. For inspiration, I used my trusty friend the tag surfer and happened upon this blog and decided to do my own version. Maybe I’ll be inspired to write something more “meaty” later, but I wouldn’t count on it.

5 things in my bag

(yes, more than 5, but I’m not exactly a ‘rule follower’ am I?)

The bag– a fake Gucci I got at a purse party a couple months ago and have been carrying ever since. I love it. It’s deep red/almost burgundy and fits a lot of shit (as you’ll soon see)


The Contents:

Since this is the “5 item game” I’ll just point out the highlights:

1) Cigarettes-– I haven’t been smoking much lately but on my way out of town I bought a pack. In the spirit of honesty, I left those in, although I am NOT proud of it!

2) A Lint Roller— No matter what, I’m *always* finding lint, fuzz, dog hair, etc. on my pants, so I’ve been carrying it around with me

3) My camera— You can’t see it in the picture (because, duh, it was taking the picture), but I almost always have my digital camera on me in case a photo op arises.

4) Various lipglosses/chap stick. There are a total of 7 lip products in my bag. SEVEN! Seriously.

5) Random papers— including a written warning for speeding that I got back in July. I was using the back of it for my to-do list

5 favorite things in my room

I honestly don’t have a lot of fun stuff in my room, but here’s what I came up with

1) This great necklace I’ve been wearing everywhere. It came from Silpada or Lia Sophia or something but it’s exactly the right length and it’s a little quirkier than the rest of my jewelry

2) My “Wall of Shoes”-– I especially like the black Nine West’s, but they’ve seen better days!

3) My Old Crow and I Heart New York stickers— they usually live on my mirror, but I put them on the dresser for better a better pic

4) My “piggy bank”— It’s actually an old milk bottle, but I love it. I’ve had it since I was a kid!

5) Gap Messenger Bag— I got this in college and I’ve carried it EVERYWHERE– to school, to work, on vacation. Its an all purpose bag. I think I paid $10 for it!

5 things I’m currently into:

1) Reading— I’ve always been a reader, but right now I’m on one of my reading “spurts”

2) Kelly Green and Lemon Yellow— I’m kinda transitioning from the green to yellow, but couldn’t find a good yellow object to photograph

3) Self-Reflection: This is a poster I made a while ago about “who I am,” but I feel I’ve grown since then

4) This awesome weather— It has been SO NICE here the last couple of days. I’m finally able to wear my sunglasses!

5) Handlebars by the Flobots. I can’t get enough of this song!

flobots video

5 things I’ve always wanted to do

1) Go skiing. I’ve tried to water ski w/no luck and I’ve NEVER been snow skiing

2) Join the Peace Corps

3) Get paid to write

4) Be a man for a day

5) Be famous