Every year for Lent, I usually forgo the Sunday rule because I feel like it's cheating. Sure The Bible or something says it's okay, and if we're living life by some type of rule book, I suppose The Bible is the book of rules that it would be . . . but still . . . if you're going to give something up for 40 days, it should be for 40 actual days . . . right?
But candy has some kind of evil hold over me. It might very well be made by the Devil* himself. So my point is, that last Sunday I ate candy . . . like, a lot of candy. But it's not really about how much candy I ate, ( although I'm pretty sure it's more than that German kid from the original Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory would eat in one day) it's the fact that I ate it.
Also, I've already had some today . . . but the point is that I wanted to confess. I know you all kind of view me as some sort of Super Woman who is amazing at everything she attempts . . . and usually that is the case. However, if you ever found yourself in a situation where we had to battle each other in some sort of "to the death" type match, all you would have to do is bring a bowl of candy and set it between us. I would eat the whole thing, and you could either kill me while I was eating it (which would kind of be considered a sucker kill) or you could wait until I'm done and make me fight you on a stomach full of candy . . . and if you've ever exercised on a stomach full of candy, like I myself have . . . several times . . . you would know, that defeat would be quick, and quite embarrassing on my part.
Okay, I feel a little better. Now if you'll excuse me, I only have 12 hours of designated candy eating left.
*Should devil be capitalized? Seems like kind of a blow to the capitalization of G in God. Am I right?
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Mein Kampf
Is this title inappropriate? I can't decide.
Anyway, I wanted to give you all a little update on how "MY STRUGGLE" with Lent is going. I can honestly say I've never had so much trouble with something I've given up for Lent.
I thought sugar would be like nicotine. After three days it would be out of my system and it wouldn't be nearly as difficult after that. I was wrong. Dead wrong.
I long for it everyday. Every time I'm at the grocery store, I think "hey, maybe I'll get some candy" . . . because like I said before it is EVERYWHERE, and I love it. Not to mention they package it in bright pretty colors leaving me completely helpless in it's presence.
But then I am quickly reminded of the stupid mistake I made when I decided to give it up for Lent. Why couldn't I just pick going to the gym . . . or paying my bills?
Hindsight is twenty-twenty I guess.
In other news I have officially decided on my departure date . . . from Nevada that is . . . I will be leaving on the 15th of May. My brother lured me with tickets to a Brian Regan show . . . who could say no to that? Only an idiot.
That leaves me here for another month and a half. Yes, I have begun to panic. There is much to be done, and once again my laziness is severely exceeding my potential.
Anyway, I wanted to give you all a little update on how "MY STRUGGLE" with Lent is going. I can honestly say I've never had so much trouble with something I've given up for Lent.
I thought sugar would be like nicotine. After three days it would be out of my system and it wouldn't be nearly as difficult after that. I was wrong. Dead wrong.
I long for it everyday. Every time I'm at the grocery store, I think "hey, maybe I'll get some candy" . . . because like I said before it is EVERYWHERE, and I love it. Not to mention they package it in bright pretty colors leaving me completely helpless in it's presence.
But then I am quickly reminded of the stupid mistake I made when I decided to give it up for Lent. Why couldn't I just pick going to the gym . . . or paying my bills?
Hindsight is twenty-twenty I guess.
In other news I have officially decided on my departure date . . . from Nevada that is . . . I will be leaving on the 15th of May. My brother lured me with tickets to a Brian Regan show . . . who could say no to that? Only an idiot.
That leaves me here for another month and a half. Yes, I have begun to panic. There is much to be done, and once again my laziness is severely exceeding my potential.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Lent
It's that time of year again. Just about 40 days before Easter.
Although I haven't been to church in . . . I don't know how long . . . I usually like to participate in Lent.
Why?
I think self discipline is a good practice for anyone. I also like to participate in Yom Kippur if I'm given proper notice of what date it actually falls on. Maybe it's stupid . . . I don't know. I just sort of think we live in a time and a place where everything is so easily accessible to us that if we don't deprive ourselves of some things, sometimes, we'll just end up even worse off than we already are.
For example, I work in a place where there is not an open WiFi network. Not because we don't want to be able to provide one, but because we can't provide one without effectively securing access to our . . . I'm not sure how to say this . . . private information, I guess you would call it. Which means, if we did have WiFi, people could easily hack into our computers and steal important information.
But that's not the point. The point is, every time someone asks me for the password and I tell them that we don't have open WiFi to the public, they get pissed. I think it's a little ridiculous that people can't spend an hour of their lives without internet access.
I almost wish we still lived in a time where you had to be home to receive a phone call.
Don't get me wrong, I love technology, but I wish we didn't know any better sometimes.
So anyway, this year for Lent I decided to give up my biggest weakness . . . sugar. I bet you all thought I was going to say the internet huh? Well, that wouldn't make much sense now would it? How could I possibly be writing this post if that were the case?
Now, when I say sugar, I don't mean sugar entirely . . . that would be a little ridiculous, because there is some sugar in just about everything we eat. So to be more specific, I have given up Candy, and dessert food items . . . pretty much anything that is completely sugar based. Excluding fruit of course, that would just be silly.
So far it's been 5 days and it has been extremely difficult. THERE IS CAKE AND CANDY EVERYWHERE! Especially with Easter only 35 days away. I think they put that stuff out a little bit too early.
But I'm not just talking about in grocery stores . . . there's ice cream shops, donut shops, frozen yogurt shops . . . they. are. everywhere.
Did any of you give something up for Lent?
Although I haven't been to church in . . . I don't know how long . . . I usually like to participate in Lent.
Why?
I think self discipline is a good practice for anyone. I also like to participate in Yom Kippur if I'm given proper notice of what date it actually falls on. Maybe it's stupid . . . I don't know. I just sort of think we live in a time and a place where everything is so easily accessible to us that if we don't deprive ourselves of some things, sometimes, we'll just end up even worse off than we already are.
For example, I work in a place where there is not an open WiFi network. Not because we don't want to be able to provide one, but because we can't provide one without effectively securing access to our . . . I'm not sure how to say this . . . private information, I guess you would call it. Which means, if we did have WiFi, people could easily hack into our computers and steal important information.
But that's not the point. The point is, every time someone asks me for the password and I tell them that we don't have open WiFi to the public, they get pissed. I think it's a little ridiculous that people can't spend an hour of their lives without internet access.
I almost wish we still lived in a time where you had to be home to receive a phone call.
Don't get me wrong, I love technology, but I wish we didn't know any better sometimes.
So anyway, this year for Lent I decided to give up my biggest weakness . . . sugar. I bet you all thought I was going to say the internet huh? Well, that wouldn't make much sense now would it? How could I possibly be writing this post if that were the case?
Now, when I say sugar, I don't mean sugar entirely . . . that would be a little ridiculous, because there is some sugar in just about everything we eat. So to be more specific, I have given up Candy, and dessert food items . . . pretty much anything that is completely sugar based. Excluding fruit of course, that would just be silly.
So far it's been 5 days and it has been extremely difficult. THERE IS CAKE AND CANDY EVERYWHERE! Especially with Easter only 35 days away. I think they put that stuff out a little bit too early.
But I'm not just talking about in grocery stores . . . there's ice cream shops, donut shops, frozen yogurt shops . . . they. are. everywhere.
Did any of you give something up for Lent?
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Neglection
Apologies to my fans for lack of posts. I was doing so well after NaBloPoMo too.
Now let's get down to me and what I've been up to . . .
1.) I've officially decided to move to Naperville, IL at the end of May. I know I announced this on twitter, but I'm sure some of you have trouble looking to the right.
Ever since I made this decision I've felt a lot better about my life. Don't get me wrong, living in Nevada is great . . . if you want to go nowhere and do nothing . . . but it's time to move on. I like/ (okay I'll say Love) all the people I've met here, but just not enough to stay permanently. And let's face it, my brother needs me. His life is just one big mess without me living in the same state and I can't let that go on any longer.
I know what you're thinking and don't worry, I'm aware of the weather situation over there. I know it will be unpleasant . . . the humidity . . . there's been some talk of wind . . . and the snow. Just calm down . . . I'm aware of it. That doesn't, however, mean I won't bitch and complain when I am actually living in it.
As for what I am taking with me . . . not much. Only what will fit in my car. Frankly, I have to much stuff anyway. It's time to clean out my room and say goodbye to a lot of craft supplies that have somehow accumulated. I'm sure goodwill will be excited though.
2.) I finally had to get new rotors ( and brake pads). My brakes were making a screeching noise when I stopped and for some reason, instead of letting this continue for several weeks, I took care of it right away. It was expensive, and I'm pissed that it happened in February, because I think this month is unfair and unreasonable when it comes to paying bills, but it's taken care of . . . for the most part. Let's just hope my clutch doesn't go out before I leave too.
One thing I do enjoy is the lack of violent shaking my car used to make when I would come to a stop.
3.) I got in trouble at work. Don't worry, they already hate me there anyway . . . so nothings really changed. Apparently, they don't appreciate the forging of signatures*. Who knew? So, I was unfairly punished and it seems as though they don't like me any less than they already did.
Why don't they like me in the first place you ask? . . . I think they're intimidated by my intelligence and beauty. It may also be because I don't kiss their asses on a regular basis./ I don't know what happened, I used to be so good at kissing ass. I guess as you get older things change.
4.) My bowling team is doing better. I believe we will be in second place tomorrow. Of course, I am the only remaining original team member left.
Two of my team members moved away in November, and were replaced by the amazing "Kingpin" (as he's known on the streets of Reno) and the super sweet T.R. . . . who, has little skill when it comes to bowling, but her handicap makes up for it.
Then, at the end of December, M.N. lost his job and could no longer afford the 15 dollar weekly fee. After a month of him not showing up, we replaced him with The Kingpins mother, who is slightly better than me.
Hopefully we will finish in first place and win lots of money that will contribute to my move.
5.) I got a new phone. I was out at a bar one night, and up to no good of course, when a drunken me reached for my phone in my pocket to text someone about something, when I dropped my old phone.
Usually you can drop a phone and it will still work.
Not this time. This time it would have none of that working again nonsense.
I took out the battery and let it rest, put it back together 30 minutes later . . . but nothing. Just a stripy screen . . . the kind a broken tv might have.
I yelled at the top of my lungs "WORK PHONE! WORK! . . . I'M SORRY I DROPPED YOU, BUT WE CAN WORK THIS OUT . . .IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN" I swore. But my phone didn't care. It didn't want to be hurt again, so it just gave up.
I panicked. You can't go from having an android phone to having an old piece of crap blackberry. My contract wasn't up for another year and a half, and I didn't have insurance.
So I talked to my brother, the gadget expert. . . . he said there was no hope.
The next day I went to T-Mobile and told them my phone had stopped working for some mysterious reason ( I left out the "I dropped it" part). They said that since there was no water damage it would be covered under warranty.
HOORAHHHHHHH! OH HAPPY DAY! ETCETERA, ETCETERA!
All I had to do was call a number and tell them what happened and they would send me a new phone.
Unfortunately they didn't have my old phone in stock anymore, so they sent me an LG Optimus T.
So far I like it. It's way better than having to use my old blackberry for the next year and a half.
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And that's all I can think of . . .
* I didn't forge a signature in order to get money from someone who didn't leave me money if that's what you were thinking I would never ever do that), it was much, much much much much much X 1000, stupider than that.
Now let's get down to me and what I've been up to . . .
1.) I've officially decided to move to Naperville, IL at the end of May. I know I announced this on twitter, but I'm sure some of you have trouble looking to the right.
Ever since I made this decision I've felt a lot better about my life. Don't get me wrong, living in Nevada is great . . . if you want to go nowhere and do nothing . . . but it's time to move on. I like/ (okay I'll say Love) all the people I've met here, but just not enough to stay permanently. And let's face it, my brother needs me. His life is just one big mess without me living in the same state and I can't let that go on any longer.
I know what you're thinking and don't worry, I'm aware of the weather situation over there. I know it will be unpleasant . . . the humidity . . . there's been some talk of wind . . . and the snow. Just calm down . . . I'm aware of it. That doesn't, however, mean I won't bitch and complain when I am actually living in it.
As for what I am taking with me . . . not much. Only what will fit in my car. Frankly, I have to much stuff anyway. It's time to clean out my room and say goodbye to a lot of craft supplies that have somehow accumulated. I'm sure goodwill will be excited though.
2.) I finally had to get new rotors ( and brake pads). My brakes were making a screeching noise when I stopped and for some reason, instead of letting this continue for several weeks, I took care of it right away. It was expensive, and I'm pissed that it happened in February, because I think this month is unfair and unreasonable when it comes to paying bills, but it's taken care of . . . for the most part. Let's just hope my clutch doesn't go out before I leave too.
One thing I do enjoy is the lack of violent shaking my car used to make when I would come to a stop.
3.) I got in trouble at work. Don't worry, they already hate me there anyway . . . so nothings really changed. Apparently, they don't appreciate the forging of signatures*. Who knew? So, I was unfairly punished and it seems as though they don't like me any less than they already did.
Why don't they like me in the first place you ask? . . . I think they're intimidated by my intelligence and beauty. It may also be because I don't kiss their asses on a regular basis./ I don't know what happened, I used to be so good at kissing ass. I guess as you get older things change.
4.) My bowling team is doing better. I believe we will be in second place tomorrow. Of course, I am the only remaining original team member left.
Two of my team members moved away in November, and were replaced by the amazing "Kingpin" (as he's known on the streets of Reno) and the super sweet T.R. . . . who, has little skill when it comes to bowling, but her handicap makes up for it.
Then, at the end of December, M.N. lost his job and could no longer afford the 15 dollar weekly fee. After a month of him not showing up, we replaced him with The Kingpins mother, who is slightly better than me.
Hopefully we will finish in first place and win lots of money that will contribute to my move.
5.) I got a new phone. I was out at a bar one night, and up to no good of course, when a drunken me reached for my phone in my pocket to text someone about something, when I dropped my old phone.
Usually you can drop a phone and it will still work.
Not this time. This time it would have none of that working again nonsense.
I took out the battery and let it rest, put it back together 30 minutes later . . . but nothing. Just a stripy screen . . . the kind a broken tv might have.
I yelled at the top of my lungs "WORK PHONE! WORK! . . . I'M SORRY I DROPPED YOU, BUT WE CAN WORK THIS OUT . . .IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN" I swore. But my phone didn't care. It didn't want to be hurt again, so it just gave up.
I panicked. You can't go from having an android phone to having an old piece of crap blackberry. My contract wasn't up for another year and a half, and I didn't have insurance.
So I talked to my brother, the gadget expert. . . . he said there was no hope.
The next day I went to T-Mobile and told them my phone had stopped working for some mysterious reason ( I left out the "I dropped it" part). They said that since there was no water damage it would be covered under warranty.
HOORAHHHHHHH! OH HAPPY DAY! ETCETERA, ETCETERA!
All I had to do was call a number and tell them what happened and they would send me a new phone.
Unfortunately they didn't have my old phone in stock anymore, so they sent me an LG Optimus T.
So far I like it. It's way better than having to use my old blackberry for the next year and a half.
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And that's all I can think of . . .
* I didn't forge a signature in order to get money from someone who didn't leave me money if that's what you were thinking I would never ever do that), it was much, much much much much much X 1000, stupider than that.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Progress
It's been a while and I think you've earned it.
Today at work there were some whole lemons sitting out. Before you start grilling me about why Top Secret agents have bowls of lemons sitting around, I'll just go ahead and tell you . . . that I can't tell you, because it's top secret. Instead I'll tell you what this bowl of lemons meant to me today . . . why they were more important to me today, than they have ever been on any other day with a bowl of lemons sitting out.
Juggling.
You saw my last video and how amazing I was right? Well I've only gotten better. Some of it was practice, but some of it was Cofo's technique of not practicing.
I saw the lemons at noon. Instantly I knew what I had to do. But I waited. I waited because I was busy with top secret things.
Finally around 2 o'clock my opportunity came. The opportunity to show the world what I could do. To show them that I'm so much more than just another top secret agent.
I grabbed three lemons and instantly felt a little nervous. Nervous because this time I wasn't just standing alone in my room practicing with actual juggling balls while nobody watched me.
I was using lemons. LEMONS! If I dropped one it would fall on the ground . . . and then what?! Would I have to throw the lemon away? Would my top secret agent boss get angry at me for inappropriate use of company property?
It didn't matter. The lemons were there and I had to juggle. Not only did I have to juggle, but I had to juggle where people could see. So after I grabbed the lemons I looked for the first person I could find and demanded that they watch.
And so I was on stage, sure, it was only one person, but they were looking at me. And guess what?
THEY WERE IMPRESSED! . . . SUCCESS!
I think it's safe to call myself a juggler. Time to break out the resume . . . some changes need to be made.
Today at work there were some whole lemons sitting out. Before you start grilling me about why Top Secret agents have bowls of lemons sitting around, I'll just go ahead and tell you . . . that I can't tell you, because it's top secret. Instead I'll tell you what this bowl of lemons meant to me today . . . why they were more important to me today, than they have ever been on any other day with a bowl of lemons sitting out.
Juggling.
You saw my last video and how amazing I was right? Well I've only gotten better. Some of it was practice, but some of it was Cofo's technique of not practicing.
I saw the lemons at noon. Instantly I knew what I had to do. But I waited. I waited because I was busy with top secret things.
Finally around 2 o'clock my opportunity came. The opportunity to show the world what I could do. To show them that I'm so much more than just another top secret agent.
I grabbed three lemons and instantly felt a little nervous. Nervous because this time I wasn't just standing alone in my room practicing with actual juggling balls while nobody watched me.
I was using lemons. LEMONS! If I dropped one it would fall on the ground . . . and then what?! Would I have to throw the lemon away? Would my top secret agent boss get angry at me for inappropriate use of company property?
It didn't matter. The lemons were there and I had to juggle. Not only did I have to juggle, but I had to juggle where people could see. So after I grabbed the lemons I looked for the first person I could find and demanded that they watch.
And so I was on stage, sure, it was only one person, but they were looking at me. And guess what?
THEY WERE IMPRESSED! . . . SUCCESS!
I think it's safe to call myself a juggler. Time to break out the resume . . . some changes need to be made.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Life altering decision - Help Please
Today I had an appointment to get my car stereo speaker fixed. The appointment was at 2, so I dropped it off at BestBuy and then headed over to Barnes and Noble to wait for it. I didn't expect it to take soooo long though.
After about three hours they called me and told me to call them back or just go in. So I put back the "Calvin and Hobbes" book I was reading (great stuff by the way) and went over. Guess what? They didn't even get to my freaking car. Somebody called in sick so they couldn't get to it and now I have to take it back in the morning.
Am I angry? Sort of.
However, during the waiting period I had some time to think.
As most of you may know, I have no idea what I'm doing with my life. All I know is that it seems to be going nowhere, and I know one thing is for sure, I don't want to stay in Nevada for much longer.
So here's where you guys come in. I need some advice.
Over the past few months I've been thinking about where I want to move to next. I moved to Reno on a whim, so I'm really trying to give this some thought.
I know I want to move where there is family close by, because I can't stand living so far away from all of them now. San Diego has always been in the mix, but I've lived there already and even though the weather was beautiful during Christmas and it was a pleasant change from the cold winter, I think I might miss the seasons too much.
So that's when I started considering the Chicago area, where my brother lives. I even talked to him about it while we were together for Christmas and he told me Cadiz has even brought it up to him.
But this would be a big move. It would be expensive, and I wouldn't necessarily have a job when I got there. However, it would be close to my brother, and the Beast would be a little bit closer as well. Not much, but closer.
Plus, if my brother has kids, I would get to be near them.
It's also less expensive to live in than Southern California.
So what are your thoughts?
I would plan on moving in May I think, because that's when my bowling league will be over. Nothing is set in stone, but a large part of me is ready to get the hell out of this town.
After about three hours they called me and told me to call them back or just go in. So I put back the "Calvin and Hobbes" book I was reading (great stuff by the way) and went over. Guess what? They didn't even get to my freaking car. Somebody called in sick so they couldn't get to it and now I have to take it back in the morning.
Am I angry? Sort of.
However, during the waiting period I had some time to think.
As most of you may know, I have no idea what I'm doing with my life. All I know is that it seems to be going nowhere, and I know one thing is for sure, I don't want to stay in Nevada for much longer.
So here's where you guys come in. I need some advice.
Over the past few months I've been thinking about where I want to move to next. I moved to Reno on a whim, so I'm really trying to give this some thought.
I know I want to move where there is family close by, because I can't stand living so far away from all of them now. San Diego has always been in the mix, but I've lived there already and even though the weather was beautiful during Christmas and it was a pleasant change from the cold winter, I think I might miss the seasons too much.
So that's when I started considering the Chicago area, where my brother lives. I even talked to him about it while we were together for Christmas and he told me Cadiz has even brought it up to him.
But this would be a big move. It would be expensive, and I wouldn't necessarily have a job when I got there. However, it would be close to my brother, and the Beast would be a little bit closer as well. Not much, but closer.
Plus, if my brother has kids, I would get to be near them.
It's also less expensive to live in than Southern California.
So what are your thoughts?
I would plan on moving in May I think, because that's when my bowling league will be over. Nothing is set in stone, but a large part of me is ready to get the hell out of this town.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Tuxedo dress
As most of you may remember from my last post, I am an awesome juggler!
You may also remember that my sisters and I are going to be in my brothers wedding.
After he asked us to stand up there, we (mainly the Beast and I) were overwhelmed with questions. My main one concerned the dress I would be wearing. Not because I hate wearing dresses, because it's my brothers wedding and I will wear whatever he wants me to wear, but because I wanted to know if it would be a tuxedo dress.
When I mentioned "tuxedo dress" I knew exactly what I was talking about because I could picture it in my head. However the rest of the Fam* was confused.
So today I came up with a preliminary drawing of what the hell I was talking about. It's not perfect, because I'm not exactly Michaelangelo (yes, I'm talking about the ninja turtle), but it covers the basic idea.
Soooo, what do you think? Pretty awesome right?!!?
* Yeah, I abbreviate the word family now.
FYI - Cadiz12 - I will of course wear whatever you want me to wear.
You may also remember that my sisters and I are going to be in my brothers wedding.
After he asked us to stand up there, we (mainly the Beast and I) were overwhelmed with questions. My main one concerned the dress I would be wearing. Not because I hate wearing dresses, because it's my brothers wedding and I will wear whatever he wants me to wear, but because I wanted to know if it would be a tuxedo dress.
When I mentioned "tuxedo dress" I knew exactly what I was talking about because I could picture it in my head. However the rest of the Fam* was confused.
So today I came up with a preliminary drawing of what the hell I was talking about. It's not perfect, because I'm not exactly Michaelangelo (yes, I'm talking about the ninja turtle), but it covers the basic idea.
Soooo, what do you think? Pretty awesome right?!!?
* Yeah, I abbreviate the word family now.
FYI - Cadiz12 - I will of course wear whatever you want me to wear.
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