August 2005
AUGUST 24, 2005 :: 12:23AM Power of the Rice Rocket
Jammin' to ... feelin'It's been two years since I've owned a fixed up rice rocket, and I'd forgotten how much of a chick magnet they were. My brother and I switched cars, so I'm driving his MK4 GTi. It's not too flashy; it's dropped, has some nice rims and annoyingly dark tint. While driving home in traffic on the 405, a silver GTi was hovering next to me in the next lane. I could only see the back of his head, and occasionally the side of his face each time he tried to look back and catch a glimpse of me. Unfortunately for him, his lane was moving faster, and I couldn't move because I was about to exit. There was one point where he deliberately waited for me to catch up, leaving a good 15-20 car distance in front of him! The car in front of me was driving too slow, and by the time I caught up I had to exit. Not like anything would've happened, us being in the middle of the freeway and all, but I would've liked to see what he looked like and flash him an evil smile.
In the Porsche, I hardly ever get any looks except from old men in convertible Jaguars. In the Prelude and GS-R? Oooh, all the freakin' time, and it started to get old. Of course if they were all cute guys trying to get my attention, I wouldn't have minded it so much. Occasionally, but twas not always the case.
Hmmm... maybe if I leave the office around the same time tomorrow, freeway boy and I will meet again. Muahahaha.
AUGUST 22, 2005 :: 10:13AM One of those UNTITLED days.
Jammin' to ... feelin'Breaking news: I think I may be slightly lactose intolerant. Is there such a thing as "slightly"? In fact, I'm not even sure what the symptoms of intolerance are, so forget I said anything. I just finished my cup of cereal (the bowls are being held hostage by the inhabitants of the kitchen/conference room) and my stomach is feeling funny. But, I guess I'm just a funny girl.
This weekend felt very long. Not that I'm complaining. We watched many movies this weekend, surprise, surprise. Between my Netflix account and his need to always stay in, that's really all we do. But this weekend we actually left my domicile to attend movies. Alright, let's see if I remember them all... we watched Rushmore, Ray and I <3 Huckabees on DVD, then 40-year-old Virgin and Wedding Crashers at the theatre. Last night was the series finale of Six Feet Under, boo hoo. BUT! Season 4 finally comes out on DVD tomorrow so I can fill in the gaping story hole I made for myself by watching season 5 right after season 3. My company plays a small part in the storyline in one of the season 4 episodes! Nate takes his daughter Maya to a "mommy & me program" (which is my company). Yep, they even paid us money for that exposure!
Ok, back to reality. Friday morning I heard my sister crying on the phone, but like the loving sister that I am, I ignored it. Meh, if she really needs me for something, she'll tell me. I'm not one to force my shoulder for crying on. Later that night she told me her bf decided to move back to his home town. Ahh, so that explains the water works. Last night I was getting ready to go grocery shopping and she wanted to come along. "I don't want to be alone," she said. Hmm..ok. The entire time she was 5 paces behind me, drudging along with the most depressing look on her face. I managed to eek out a "you're not gonna cry on me are you?" as my form of consolation. She knows me, so it wasn't as cold as it sounds. I sort of feel bad for her, but not really, because she already knew this was a possibility. She'll live!
AUGUST 14, 2005 :: 12:58AM And now, a word from our sponsor
Jammin' to ... feelin'Musical break!! I was doing some cleaning outage of the laptop and came across this .wav that was intended for the Hoosier. It's sung to the tune of the Hoover vacuum jingle, one of my all-time favorites. Some of you may know that I'm kind of a freak and like to sing commercial jingles.
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AUGUST 08, 2005 :: 09:53PM I'm losing my patience.
Jammin' to ... feelin'Once, sure. Another time, when I was going to do my own, fine I guess. But on a regular basis? Fuck no. What the hell am I talking about? My sister's boyfriend's laundry. When he first brought some over, I was trying to be nice (since he already thinks I hate him. I don't, I'm indifferent.) so I looked the other way. Then it happened again, and again. Now, he's got MY SISTER doing it for him! WTF. He doesn't pay my fucking water and gas bill. Shit, SHE doesn't even fucking pay her share. I don't know exactly how much it's affecting my bill, it's probably dollars and cents, but where does one draw the line?? I don't care if he does it here once in a blue moon when he's out of quarters, but if he thinks that he's got free reign of my laundry room whenever he wants, he's quite mistaken.
Just typing this is making my blood boil. This relationship he and my sister have is dysfunctional and built on dishonesty. My sister is the most selfish person I know, and while it seems like she'll do anything for him, it's only so that she can keep him around. She's never had a serious relationship like this, so she's putting all her eggs in his basket. I've sat back and watched her manipulate her way into his heart, and frankly it's quite sickening. I don't feel sorry for him for being too stupid to see through her bullshit.
It's disgusting watching her waste her life away on this guy, whom she admits will never marry her and definitely doesn't want kids. I'm not judging him for that, since I don't even know if I want marriage or kids, but she does. On the other hand, I'm hoping they do stay together so HE can be her crutch to lean on and I can finally be free. No matter how much I bitch about her, she's still my sister and I won't let her fall flat on her face (yet). Maybe next year, she can move in with him and I can finally get a place of my own again. Ahhh...freedom. I can almost taste it.
Bah... I've been in an off mood the past couple days. Just a funk, I'll be out of it soon.
AUGUST 04, 2005 :: 09:08AM It's still temporary.
Jammin' to ... feelin'The gray was getting depressing. This is by far not an original idea, the whole desktop thing, but what is original anymore? I took the picture at midnight last night and sloppily photoshopped it. Like how I just blur-erased everything out that I didn't need? Haha... I was originally going to use the iPod as a jukebox section, the digicam as a picture-of-the-moment section and my cell phone as a contact me section, but I got lazy. Maybe I'll add them later on. This'll do for now.
AUGUST 02, 2005 :: 10:35AM It's friggin' freezing in here.
Jammin' to ... feelin'In the summertime, temperatures here in the valley will average 100°. In my office, the A/C blasts at a cold 65. I don't mind it so much, except I have to dress for office weather instead of regular weather. Last night I left the office fairly early, around 6:45, and the sweater/blouse thing I wore was killing me. This is why I never leave the office during the day and I don't get off work until the sun has gone down already.
The seminar went well. There was only one major fubar, and it wasn't my fault (course not!). In the midst of unpacking all the boxes I sent to the hotel, someone misplaced a group of handouts I had printed, which also included some signage and ballots for an election we were holding. Luckily there was an OfficeMax right across the street.
The weather on the second day was HORRIBLE. Overcast, hot, and raining volkswagens and civic hatchbacks. The rest of the time it was pretty humid, but I hardly left the hotel the entire time I was there. Seminars are usually a breeze for me, but there was so much shit going on, and I was working everyday from 7am to 6pm in the evening. By the time I was done, I wanted nothing more than to sleep on my king-sized bed. Man, the hotel was nice. My room was awesome... (pics 1, 2, 3, 4) and ya'll know how much I love hotel rooms!! The only thing that sucked about the hotel was the food selection. I had to eat from the children's buffet (bland chicken fingers and overly-seasoned fries) during the dinner/dance/gala/party.
Overall it was a hit. The franchisees were happy and finally realized how hard we work to put this together for them every year. I certainly busted my ass, as did everyone else in the company. Sadly, the turnout rate wasn't what we'd hoped, and we'll most likely bring the seminar back to California next year. I think the corporate office put up an extra 40K to hold it in Chicago. I don't know, I haven't seen the bill yet.
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