Abnormal Moments

2010-07-30T09:04:00.001-07:00

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2010-06-04T06:36:00.001-07:00

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Louie's First Tree Climb

2009-07-23T14:22:00.001-07:00

Tough day

2009-07-07T14:09:00.001-07:00

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2009-06-30T16:37:00.001-07:00

Visiting the office in New York.

Cat Fight

2009-06-22T19:44:00.001-07:00

Switzerland -Schilthorn/Piz Gloria

2009-05-31T09:58:00.001-07:00

Oooh Girl

2009-05-26T12:33:00.000-07:00

Louie

2009-05-10T18:03:00.001-07:00

Punished. Can't go outside.

Louie

2009-03-09T22:04:00.001-07:00

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Dreams

2009-01-31T13:28:00.000-08:00

Dreams can be nice. Or sometimes they're just plain nightmares. How often do we have nightmares? I don't have many of them, but I do dream. Do I dream every night? Not really, but I do.

There are times where I dream the weirdest things and then the next day I try to analyze them. I'm walking down a long hallway, then I'm at a store picking out curtains. Next I'm jogging and I see a bunch of mountain bikers walking their bikes instead of riding them. Just weird.

But sometimes we dream things that tend to stick in our heads all day. And here's one dream that will stick in my mind for a long time before I can make peace with it.

A week ago I had a dream that I was home in New York and on the corner waiting to cross the street. Now in reality, I have done this a million times when I was living back home. It was the neighborhood I grew up in. And crossing this street was pretty rough there. So in my dream, I'm standing on the corner waiting to cross the street and a friend of mine and my family walks by me. He saw me and said hello! He said to me, "Long time no see." And I told him I was home visiting my parents. He said, "Very nice. You look good!" And I said thank you. He then said to take care and smiled as he walked towards his home. And I smiled and looked back at the light and continued to wait to cross. It was nice to see him, I thought.

That was it. The next day I remembered this dream. I don't usually think of him often, let alone dream of him, but I did. And several days later, my mother calls me to tell me that he died. I couldn't believe it. I asked how, cause he wasn't old. Was he sick? I couldn't believe it!

Then she told me that he was crossing the street. The same corner in my dream. He was crossing the street and a cab hit him really bad. They took him to the hospital where he was still alive for a few days, but unfortunately he didn't make it.

And so now I feel sad. I feel weird and I'm in shock. And I'm thinking he came to me to say hello before he died. Because it was around that time. And he was nice as always to me, for all the years I have known him. And to hear that this has happened. I'm truly sad. I really am. So was that a dream that I had? I could have seen him somewhere else. But I saw him there at the corner. What a coincidence. Or was this much more than a dream?

Garden of the Gods

2009-01-12T13:19:00.001-08:00

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Denver

2008-12-28T14:12:00.000-08:00

I enjoyed a great day of snowmobiling.

Booboo Ornament

2008-11-29T21:09:00.000-08:00

In Memory of my beloved Booboo.

Over The Weekend

2008-09-29T10:39:00.001-07:00

A Bit Foggy This Morning.

2008-08-31T09:44:00.001-07:00

Wanted

2008-08-22T05:29:00.000-07:00

I found myself walking the streets of Manhattan and I came across this sign. I think it's what I'm suppose to do. I feel the magic in me. I want to make things and people disappear and I HAVE!! But would that be called Magic , stealing or wacking? And let's make this clear now...I do not steal. Thank you.

Junk Yard Resturant

2008-08-13T21:58:00.000-07:00

So today my mother and I went shopping. After hitting a few stores, we decided to go over to this place and have a cup of coffee. Well, she had the coffee and I had mango juice, with a little dessert. So this was my first time at this resturant/cafe and we walked in and as soon as you walk in, this is what you see. It's called the Junk Yard. And hanging around the resturant are all sorts of things that you would most likely find in a junk yard. It looks pretty artsy. So we enjoyed our drinks and then left to buy some frames.

But when I walked in, I thought there was someone sitting there. It turns out she's plastic. ;)

Queens, NY

2008-08-12T08:56:00.000-07:00

I Like Room

2008-08-07T09:04:00.000-07:00

It's always nice when you're flying and you find that the seat next to you is empty and you're taking off. "SCORE!" I can now stretch out and fly for the next 3.5 hours with comfort. I like it. I like room when I fly. ;)

After Work Sunset

2008-07-30T19:32:00.001-07:00

An Exciting Moment at 11:42am

2008-07-29T15:22:00.000-07:00

I was sitting at my desk working when all of a sudden there was a bang. The floor shook. Then it happened again. "What the..." We all stopped working and stood still. Then we started shaking. It was an earthquake. I got up from my desk and grabbed my bag and my cell phone. I didn't know what I was doing, but I had to grab my bag. I was running around like a dog chasing his tail, until my co-worker went under his desk. "Ah!" I went under my desk and started to take off my shoes. I held onto my bag and my emergency earthquake bag as well. I tried to dial my sister in NY, but my cell phone wasn't working. My heart was pounding fast and my nerves had my entire body shaking. The earthquake was still going. My mind was racing a mile a minute. The building was swaying back and fourth hard. I wanted to hurl. Then it stopped.

It was happening for a while, because I was at my desk sitting, then I got up, then I ran around my cubicle a few times. Grabbed my bag. Grabbed my cell phone. Dialed two numbers and nothing went through. Looked around at the others standing there. Looked at my shoes under my desk and my emergency bag. Then I went under the desk. I did alot during this earthquake, so it shook for a bit.

I was scared. I didn't think how much worse it would be, but it was shaking hard enough to scare me. Good news is, there was no damage, but to the front of the building where a letter fell off a sign. And a plane getting ready to land here, came close to landing, when they told him to pull up. So there goes the plane. I can imagine that the passengers were freaking out.

What a start to my day.

The Lights Went Out!!

2008-06-20T16:40:00.001-07:00

I couldn't see a thing, until I found my headlamp. I had to feel around for it in my drawer. I felt a cold chill. "Who's there?" I ask. I heard a voice. A scary voice. He said he was going to touch me in the dark. I wondered how. But I didn't allow this to happen as I turned on my headlamp and saw my boyfriend standing there in his underwear.

DisneyLand

2008-06-08T14:58:00.000-07:00

Great new colors but I can't seem to get away from the Halloween theme. :(

But this will do for now.

Yesterday we went to Disneyland. My first time. I had fun. A must do ride is the Indiana Jones ride. Lots of jerking around in the jeep, bumps, turns and darkness. Loved it. Then out of nowhere the car stops and ahead you see the huge round boulder that Indiana Jones had to run from. I was thinking...okay what now? Is this just an illusion or what? But what I didn't expect had happened. And we all screamed. I got to sit in the drivers seat and hold on to the steering wheel. I got out of there all happy with a big smile on my face.

Then there was the runaway train. Fast, fun and lots of screaming.
You're always a kid at heart when you go to these parks. Next stop, Water Park!! ;)

Tuesday Morning

2008-06-03T10:26:00.001-07:00

Working along here. Nothing exciting. But, BUT...tonight is a new Moon, for all you moon lovers out there.

Go and enjoy it!!

Today

2008-05-24T10:49:00.001-07:00

It's nice out today. No rain...yet. I heard it was suppose to rain. Great, I just washed my car.

2008-05-23T09:44:00.000-07:00

Well the gym was good. And on the way up there, I found out that they're not gonna pave the road here today. It's raining. And man do I love today's weather!!

So I went into the office today after my workout and told them about a shade that was broken in the house here. Maybe they'll do something, but I doubt they will today or Monday. So if next week works for them, then that's fine too. Usually the guy at the office never seems to get my stuff done the first time I ask. So we'll see how this goes.

It's 10:30am and I just want to lay on the couch and watch The View. ;)

Missing The Bootie

2008-05-15T16:37:00.000-07:00

Bootie left today. There's a strange feeling floating at home. I'm alone. Scared to go to bed tonight. I'll hear sounds. Did I just see something in the dark?? I won't be able to breathe. It's only been a few hours since Bootie left and I already find myself depressed cause I'm alone. Am I dependent on snuggle time? Dependent on spooning? Oh god yes. Yes I am.

I don't know what to do with myself. I can't spend money, because that would be the solution to my not knowing what to do. There are stores out there!! A shit load of stores. I could shop to ease the pain of me being alone. Alone without Bootie. But I won't. I promised I wouldn't spend money unless I went raving mad and needed THAT Bratz doll!! No, no I won't. I will only spend money on something to eat, gas, perhaps a Cosmo magazine that talks about love, sex and how to deal when your bootie goes. Yeah, I could do that. But then it would only make me depressed. I then start to think...."cookies!" And then start to feel like cookies will ease my pain, finally.

Oh poo, forget the cookies. I can have a chocolate cake instead! Am I feeding my pain? No. I just want to have it. But I won't. I start to think of the horrible things that happen when cookies and cake are near by. How bad it is for you. Oh sooo good, who am I kidding?!! I start to think, "I should have gone to the supermarket. Crap!" But then start to remember the other side of me telling the other side, no. Cause you know, there are two sides of a person. Or maybe that's just me?

I'm alone. Well not alone. I have a few friends in the clo - what? I think it's time to go downstairs and eat a cookie.

I miss my Bootie. Oh Bootie, wherefore art thou Bootie? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love and I'll no longer be a Crazy ass.

Cookie time.

Friday Ramble - The First Beating

2008-05-09T15:14:00.000-07:00

You know, it's Friday. Which means that I can go home and not have to sleep early and get up tomorrow for work. I can do my laundry late tonight or hang out (which never happens, but I'll write it to look cool) or walk around and shoot some pictures. There's a snail by the gate. I think he's looking for some attention.

So I'm happy today is Friday. Yesterday I was really cranky. I got over it last night after I worked out at the gym. Good, now I know what I have to do when I'm upset and ready to beat someone. Normally that's Mas cause he bugs me alot. Like when I'm trying to watch tv and it's my favorite show. He'll dance in front of the tv purposely so that it'll get me angry and I'll start to yell at him. Then he looks at me like I'm crazy, and says..."I like you. I like your FIRE!" LOL...he's funny alright. But I do get upset and he IS in the line of fire. He's the only guy that I have not beaten yet. YET. But if I ever did, I would have to leave him cause it's not nice to beat your gf/bf or spouse. Whatever they are to you. You shouldn't beat the one you love.

My first beating was when I was 10 or 11 or 12. One of those. His name was Daniel. I don't know what was wrong with him, but he was always bugging me. I later came to understand that when boys bothered me, it was because they liked me. Which brings me to the realization that I was beating a flock of boys back then. Hmm... So I guess maybe he liked me?

Well I use to hit him all the time. In class, I took out my solid wooden ruler and I would wack him over the head. If he got too close....WACK! If he said something to me.....WACK! The day came that I didn't have my ruler and we were in the park. Daniel thought it would be funny to really bother me. So he went and grabbed my butt. Shocked, I said..."Did you just touch my butt?" While standing there with a smirk on his face, he said yes. So I grabbed him and well...I broke his arm and shoved him to the ground.

The boy was in pain. "Can you get up?" I ask. He said his arm was broken. Well scared that I had really hurt him, the only thing I could think of was to threaten him. "You tell the teacher I broke it and I'll break your other arm." Well poor Daniel never told anyone, except his friend David, who later thought he would "scare" me and let me know he knew. I gave him the look, but I knew he wouldn't do it. I would have waited for him in a dark corner after school if I had to, and gotten away with it. I had a special kind of innocense to me. I knew he was a punk cause one day his mother came to school and slapped him in front of the entire class and he cried. I knew his weakness. He wouldn't win.

And so no one ever found out. Although there was one girl who knew, but she kept her mouth shut as well. But I don't think he expected me to hurt him like that. Perhaps it was my navy seal training in the 2nd grade. You know, you don't really tell people you're a 007 in the 2nd grade. I took an oathe with the President of our crafts class.

So yeah, it's Friday. And I have 1 hour to go. Til then I'll just go over to the ladies room and brush my teeth. Wash my hands, chit chat with the receptionist, who I'll invite over to my place one weekend soon. And then it'll be time to go.

Have a great weekend.

Thursday Ramble

2008-05-08T15:06:00.000-07:00

Today sucks. I've been cranking ever since I read my boss's email to me. There was some blah blah blah followed by a "let's talk." Crap. What now? Yeah, I made a mistake somewhere, but I can't remember doing anything wrong. Perhaps it was the database, but no. She thinks it was me and I've been pissed off all day. What if it wasn't me?

I like my job, but working with 8 women is hard. You know how women can get. They're very catty. I was thinking earlier this morning, we wouldn't even speak to one another if I didn't work with them at all and I was some chick in the office. I'm sure they wouldn't bother. Sometimes there's someone who doesn't like me and I don't even know them. That's how girls are. They'll see a chick that stands out and is popular and knows everyone, and then they're sitting there hating on you.

That's right, I stand out. With this hair, are you kidding me? Have you seen my curls? Scroll down a couple of posts for that one. There isn't anyone ever in any office I'm at, that has hair like this. Crazy.

So where am I going? Okay, so today sucks. I had to leave and get some air. So I took off and went to Target. Bought myself a doll and some Twizzlers, oh and some 100 calories snacks for my desk draw here at work. So this week I bought bratz 4 dolls. I bought 3 last night. There's a sale for these dolls. Some were $6.88 and regularly they would be $14.99. Then there was one that was $13.88 when it's normally at $19.99. So you know, I had to rack up. I still collect these lovely dolls, yes. I am so addicited it's not anything to talk about anymore. For those of yous who thought I was a bit off. Some people collect toys too, like someone I know whose got his matchbox cars in the living room. I don't say anything, cause I like my dolls just as much as he likes his matchbox cars. Besides, he's got Playstation and Wii.

Trailer Mansion

2008-05-07T10:01:00.000-07:00

When I first heard of this. I was like "...a trailer mansion?" I started to think of this huge trailer. It being long and high ceilings. A couple of bathrooms, a few bedrooms, two or three kitchens. A second level. A computer room. I mean, these things all went through my mind. Okay probably not 3 kitchens. Just two. But when I saw this picture, man, I just thought, "Now that's........" See I don't know what that is.

But someone was very creative.

Tuesday Afternoon Ramble

2008-05-06T16:30:00.000-07:00

Well, the past two weeks were busy for me. Had a lot to do at work and I got it all done and everyone was happy. Great.

Today I went over to get my car's first Minor Maintenance check after 7500 milles. Although I'm only at 7,000 miles, it was okay to get a couple of things checked out. So my little baby went on it's way for a check up. It took an hour to do, so I waited inside and watched the news. Got to work at 10:30am and started working on a finance project right away. It was a long process so I didn't want to waste any time. Was it fun? No. Is work ever any fun? Probably not, but if you said yes...you sit on a throan of lies.

So the wife is at home cleaning and preparing our meal for this evening. Had to call during the day a couple of times to make sure he was vacuming the floors. I like to come home to a place without a hair out of place. I don't like to repeat words in a sentence. Just hate it.

I could have said, "I like to come home and not find a hair out of place." That sounded better.

Well now I'm waiting to leave work, as I have nothing to do. But since I got here at 10:30, I'm trying to be good and stay til at least.....5pm. Yeah, no reason to work til 6. Who the hell does that?

So on the drive home from work, I don't really ever sit in bad traffic. Sure there's traffic, but it's not like LA's traffic jams. Since I'm going south, it's not too bad. Although we have some seriously stupid drivers here. The other day I thought Tomas was gonna run us off the road cause of some asswipe chick pulling out of her lane in front of us. I started to get upset and right away wanted to shed blood. But I stood in control, for I was in the PASSENGER SEAT! I had to worry about Tomas as he's got this car that's super fast and he gets nuts when people do stupid things. He fingered, I mean, he FLIPPED the girl a bird and took off. The girl was stupid. She tried to catch up, but that's cause he slowed down at times. I was waiting for her to look over so I can pull out my water gun and squirt some serious poo crap onto her window. What? Do I carry a poo gun? Who would seriously do that? No, not me. But this is all ficitional and for your enjoyment. I'm just so freaking crazy. So creative that I amaze myself. Like for example....I manage to eliminate boob cleavege. Ask me how for 100 bucks.

Oh and by the way, here are some amazing photos.

Okay well that's enough for now. I'm ready to rock and roll.

Fallen Off The Wagon

2008-04-27T12:40:00.000-07:00

I've fallen off the wagon again and again. Since 2004 after losing the 16lbs and feeling back to my old self I didn't work out as much. But that was due to hurting myself and not being able to walk right. I had injuried myself on an 11 mile hiking trip in Upstate NY. So the pounds came back. But I'm not that bad. Just not use to the extra weight.

So I started back at the gym and hopefully this week I'll go over to the boxing place and join that gym. I'll be doing kick boxing and boxing. So let's see how this goes.

Today I got on my bike and rode for a bit. It was a good ride. But doing my usual mountain biking like in NY isn't the same here. For some reason, (mountain lions) I'm not into it anymore. I feel like turning in my mountain bike for a cruising bike with a basket up front. I want to ride it with a dress and heels and my hair blowing in the wind, instead of bike pants, a wind breaker, a helmet and gloves. I look like I'm into some serious riding and I was. But like I said, now, it's just not the same. I use to get excited, knowing that the trails would be fun and I'd see a view that you just don't see in Queens. But here, you have views too. You just have to watch out for the little mtn lions...if they happen to be around. And one was spotted not too long ago.

Oh well, today's ride was fun. Wasn't in the mtns much. Joggers were around and some people walking. I'll try and work my way up the mountain trails here. Just go in little by little. It's a bit different here. Can't fall into a bush much cause out will jump out a snake or two. Not fun. I mean, I wasn't always falling off, but I did the occasional flipping off my bike at some tricky points of the trail. I would fall off and get back on my bike with no problem. At times I came home banged up and bruised for days, but I enjoyed it. Now, I'm just afraid.

CNN Money With LJ - Seeing the silver lining

2008-04-21T14:30:00.000-07:00

http://money.cnn.com/galleries/2008/news/0803/gallery.real_stories/9.html

It Broke My Heart

2008-04-11T11:19:00.000-07:00

The dat started out sunny. I got in my car, opened the sun roof and off I went. I played some spanish jazz while I drove. Not actually playing it, you know, with instruments and all. I mean, how could I drive if I was playing?

So while I slowed down to stop at the red, I noticed a small dog running. Awww, he was cute. He looked like a Shitsho. Well, he was running very fast, up the sidewalk. And then he stopped and ran back down the sidewalk and around the corner. I figured he or she was running back to it's owner. But then the dog came back running up the hill again. And then back down. "What's he doing?" I ask myself. The dog kept running back and fourth and as I moved forward and got a closer look around the corner, there was no one around. He was alone and looking for his owner.

The light turned green and I started to drive and turn the corner. I got to see that the dog was coming around again and he stopped by the grass. I looked away, cause I'm drving here, but I looked down the block and saw no one around. It broke my heart that this dog was running around like that. I know a dog running like that is looking for their owner. I remember my dog use to run like the wind when he saw me or was looking for me. They get scared and start running looking for their owner.

I wanted to stop and rescue him. But I was going to work. What could I have done? I would have stopped if I was on my way home or if it were the weekend. My goodness, I hope he's not there anymore. But if he is when I come home, I'm going to pick him up and take him to the dog shelter. But maybe after a day or two. Who knows. Why anyone would just leave their dog like that, I won't ever understand. But perhaps this person was walking their dog and they dropped and had a heart attack? I hope not. I just hope the dog is home now and resting.

2008-04-10T09:56:00.000-07:00

It really bugs me when I park my car where there are plenty of spaces and some asswipe comes and parks right next to me. Why can’t he park a space away from me? And not only does he park next to me, he parks really close.

Does he/she not know the rules of parking?? The rule that says….okay Lani’s rule says, you DO NOT park next to another car when cars are parked every other space and there are still more spaces available.

And in this area, it’s never full. Right over the divider is where everyone parks. So all people have to do is turn left and park there, but it’s too far from the elevator, so the lazy people all turn right to park closer to it. But since I don’t like my car being next to some of these other cars, I park in this same area each day. It’s great. But when someone comes along and parks next to me and there’s a TON of space, why can’t they park a space away??

STOP DOING THIS PEOPLE!! I don’t like it. Grrrrr....

Oh well, we all have the right to park where we want, but you know that people do this, so why park next to them? Park over there!! Cause if I find a ding, I’m gonna wait for you!!

NewsFlash

2008-04-09T18:52:00.000-07:00

April 9th - LJ drove over to see the dentist after 3 months, for a quick check up. They cleaned her teeth and after that decided to discuss the two back teeth in back that were turning in. "Well your teeth are just great. They're all straight, except for these two in back. Let's talk about these. Let me call the Orthodontist."

Now, LJ knew about these two in back for the past two years, but never got around to seeing the Orthodontist in New York, so now she was going to take care of it.

News of what would happen if she didn't take care of it frightened her, but there was still hope. Taking care of your teeth are important and LJ always took care of her teeth, but was shocked last December when she was told she needed a root canal. The root canal was done, so now we waited for it to adjust.

"But as far as the teeth back there, you're going to need braces to help straight the up and over." The dentist said. "Yeah, I figured. Sure I'll do it. I don't want any problems with my teeth if I don't fix them." So in the end she said that I would have to have braces on for a good 18 to 24 months. She said that a lot of kids go through it and they're fine. It's the adults that have problems with it. Probably cause they don't want to look like dorks?

"Well I don't mind." I said. " I think it'll only make me cuter. " ;)

Tips

2008-04-09T14:15:00.000-07:00

Just came across these interesting tips:

Bed Sheets: After drying my sheets, put both sheets and one pillowcase in the other pillow case. Fold neatly in a square Next time you change sheets, you just take the one pillow case and all the sheets and pillow case are inside. No need to look for matches.

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Reheat Pizza: Heat up leftover pizza in a non-stick skillet on top of the stove, set heat to med-low and heat till warm. This keeps the crust crispy. No soggy micro pizza. I saw this on the cooking channel and it really works.

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Easy Deviled Eggs: Put cooked egg yolks in a zip lock bag. Seal, mash till they are all broken up. Add remainder of ingredients, reseal, keep mashing it up mixing thoroughly, cut the tip of the baggy, squeeze mixture into egg. Just throw bag away when done easy clean up.

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Expanding Frosting: When you buy a container of cake frosting from the store, whip it with your mixer for a few minutes. You can double it in size. You get to frost more cake/cupcakes with the same amount. You also eat less sugar/calories per serving.

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Reheating refrigerated bread: To warm biscuits, pancakes, or muffins that were refrigerated, place them in a microwave with a cup of water. The increased moisture will keep the food moist and help it reheat faster.

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Newspaper Weeds-Away: Start putting in your plants, work the nutrients in your soil. Wet newspapers, put layers around the plants overlapping as you go, cover with mulch and forget about weeds. Weeds will get through some of the gardening plastic, they will not get through wet newspapers.

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Broken Glass: Use a dry cotton ball to pick up little broken pieces of glass the fibers catch ones you can't see!

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No More Mosquitoes: Place a dryer sheet in your pocket. It will keep the mosquitoes away.

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Squirrel Away : To keep squirrels from eating your plants sprinkle your plants with cayenne pepper The cayenne pepper doesn't hurt the plant and the squirrels won't come near it.

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Easier thank you's: When you throw a bridal/baby shower, buy a pack of thank you cards for the guest of honor. During the party, pass out the envelopes and have everyone put their address on one. When the bride/new mother sends the thank you's, they're all addressed!

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Purchase new bike: If you purchase a new bike for your child, place their picture inside the handle bar before placing the grips on. If the bike is stolen and later recovered, remove the grip and there is your proof who owns the bike.

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Flexible vacuum: To get something out of a heat register or under the fridge add an empty paper towel roll or empty gift wrap roll to your vacuum. It can be bent or flattened to get in narrow openings.

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Reducing Static Cling: Pin a small safety pin to the seam of your slip and you will not have a clingy skirt or dress. Same thing works with slacks that cling when wearing panty hose. Place pin in seam of slacks and -- voila -- static is gone.

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Measuring Cups: Before you pour sticky substances into a measuring cup, fill it with hot water. Dump out the hot water, but don't dry the cup. Next, add your ingredient, such as peanut butter, and watch how easily it comes right out.

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Foggy Windshield : Hate foggy windshields? Buy a chalkboard eraser and keep it in the glove box of your car. When the windows fog, rub with the eraser! Works better than a cloth!

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Reopening envelope: If you seal an envelope and then realize you forgot to include something inside, just place your sealed envelope in the freezer for an hour or two. Voila! It unseals easily.

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Conditioner:Women, you can use your hair conditioner to shave your legs. It's a lot cheaper than shaving cream and leaves your legs really smooth. It's also a great way to use up the conditioner you bought but didn't like when you tried it in your hair... Good-bye Fruit Flies: To get rid of pesky fruit flies, take a small glass fill it 1/2" with Apple Cider Vinegar and 2 drops of dishwashing liquid, mix well. You will find those flies drawn to the cup and gone forever!

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Get Rid of Ants: Put small piles of cornmeal where you see ants. They eat it, take it "home," & can't digest it so it kills them. It may take a week or so, esp. if it rains, but it works & you don't have the worry about pets or small children being harmed!

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Take baby powder to the beach: Keep a small bottle of baby powder in your beach bag. When you're ready to leave the beach sprinkle yourself and kids with the powder and the sand will slide right off your skin

2008-04-08T14:08:00.000-07:00

I've talked about this before. Where your flying long hours and you want to relax. Don't pull on the chairs in front of you, cause you'll wake up the person in front of you.

One time I was sleeping and this jerk off pulled on my chair, pushing my head off the step and startling me. I cursed and turned around. The bitch didn't realize what she had done. So I was hoping the hubby would. I don't care if you're 6'4, I'll get up and beat the crap out of you. Or we'll just be arguing and I'll curse you out. Perhaps then I'll wait for you outside and push you in front of a moving cab.

Well travelling back home from Hong Kong was harder than travelling TO Hong Kong. I was sitting in the middle and I hate middles. But some dude was on the end and I would rather sit in the isle. Well that worked out much better than on the way home. I was a seat a way from this really big over weight (fat) man. That was close. I would have had issues. If I don't have space I'll start screaming.

Let's put the fat ppl in bigger seats. Not to keep them away from me, but so that they are more comfortable. Or maybe they should buy buiness class instead?

Whatever.... People don't pull on the seats when you are trying to get out of the row. Just use YOUR seat to hold on to. And stop kicking the seat with your knees. If you have long legs, you should have known better than to sit in the middle. What? You didn't pick out that seat? Well ask the front desk before boarding if you could change it. Just don't sit in a seat that you don't fit in and squish the person next to you.

Oh lord help me if I ever ride on a plan back home and I'm stuck sitting in between two huge people. One, that wil never happen cause I would try to change my seat. Or speak to someone over the phone to arrange for an isle seat. There's just no way i'm seating in the middle or by the window. If you're on the end and are sleeping, then I can't get up when I want. That sucks. So that's why I seat in the isle seat.........ALWAYS.

Jet Lag

2008-04-01T14:57:00.000-07:00

Oh lord. I have major jet lag. Right now i'm up here at work, but I can't stay awake. My eyes are heavy. My head is falling back. I think I just passed out for 5 seconds as I was writing this!!

I'm sleepy.

Hong Kong's JJ Hotel

2008-03-31T12:00:00.000-07:00

Privacy is so overrated.

NYers Can Understand

2008-03-05T10:49:00.001-08:00

Only those that grew up in NY can understand the meaning of this:

THERE IS NO NORTH AND SOUTH. IT'S 'UPTOWN' OR 'DOWNTOWN.' IF YOU'RE REALLY FROM NEW YORK, YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CONCEPT OF WHERE NORTH AND SOUTH ARE...AND EAST OR WEST IS 'CROSS-TOWN.'

YOU'RE 35 YEARS OLD AND DON'T HAVE A DRIVER'S LICENSE OR YOU HAVE ONE, BUT YOU DON'T OWN A CAR. WHO NEEDS ONE WHEN YOU WALK AND TAKE THE TRAINS EVERYWHERE??

YOU RIDE IN A SUBWAY CAR WITH NO AIR CONDITIONING JUST BECAUSE THERE ARE SEATS AVAILABLE.

YOU TAKE THE TRAIN HOME AND YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE ON THE PLATFORM THE DOORS WILL OPEN THAT WILL LEAVE YOU RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE EXIT STAIRWAY.

YOU KNOW WHAT A 'REGULAR' COFFEE IS.

IT'S NOT MANHATTAN...IT'S THE 'CITY.'

YOU CROSS THE STREET ANY WHERE BUT ON THE CORNERS AND YOU YELL AT CARS FOR NOT RESPECTING YOUR RIGHT TO DO IT.

YOU MOVE 3,000 MILES AWAY, SPEND 10 YEARS LEARNING THE LOCAL LANGUAGE AND PEOPLE STILL KNOW YOU'RE FROM BROOKLYN, LONG ISLAND OR THE BRONX THE MINUTE YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH.

YOU RETURN AFTER 10 YEARS AND THE FIRST FOODS YOU WANT ARE A 'REAL' PIZZA AND A 'REAL' BAGEL.

A 500 SQUARE FOOT APARTMENT IS LARGE.

YOU KNOW THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN ALL THE DIFFERENT RAY'S PIZZAS.

YOU ARE NOT UNDER THE MISTAKEN IMPRESSION THAT ANY HUMAN BEING WOULD BE ABLE TO ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND A P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT ON THE SUBWAY.

YOU WOULDN'T BOTHER ORDERING PIZZA IN ANY OTHER CITY.

YOU GET READY TO ORDER DINNER EVERY NIGHT AND MUST CHOOSE FROM THE MAJOR FOOD GROUPS WHICH ARE: CHINESE, ITALIAN, MEXICAN OR INDIAN.

YOU'RE NOT THE LEAST BIT INTERESTED IN GOING TO TIMES SQUARE ON NEW YEAR'S EVE.

YOUR INTERNAL CLOCK IS PERMANENTLY SET TO KNOW WHEN ALTERNATE SIDE OF THE STREET PARKING REGULATIONS IS IN EFFECT.

YOU KNOW WHAT A BODEGA IS.

SOMEONE BUMPS INTO YOU AND YOU CHECK FOR YOUR WALLET.

YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE THE LADY WALKING DOWN THE STREET HAVING A PERFECTLY NORMAL CONVERSATION WITH HERSELF.

YOU PAY 'ONLY' $230 A MONTH TO PARK YOUR CAR.

YOU CRINGE AT HEARING PEOPLE PRONOUNCE HOUSTON ST. LIKE THE CITY IN TEXAS.

THE PRESIDENTIAL VISIT IS A MAJOR TRAFFIC JAM, NOT AN HONOR.

YOU CAN NAP ON THE SUBWAY AND NEVER MISS YOUR STOP.

THE DELI GUY GIVES YOU A STRAW WITH ANY BEVERAGE YOU BUY, EVEN IF IT'S A BEER.

THAT'S NEW YORK, BABY! YA GOTTA LOVE IT.

The Transaction

2008-01-24T15:21:00.000-08:00

It was dark, cold and raining outside. The balloon outside my home had deflated. I stood there and looked at it. As I stood there, the lights on his fantastic car came right at me. A tall handsome man got out of his car and asked, “Are you ready?” I nodded yes and closed the door behind me.

We headed down the road where other cars drove carefully along side us, except for one guy who was speeding in the rain. “Show off.” He said. “He’ll run off the road for sure if he doesn’t stop.” I said. But we didn’t care. We had a mission to complete.

The rain was falling heavy on the road. The wipers racing back and fourth to keep our view clear. We enter a parking lot and park. The rain continues to pound on the car. We look at each other and then get out of the car. He races for the umbrella and covers me, the Queen, under it.

“Are you ready for this?” He asked once again. “ No. Why don’t you take me back home. I have to bake a cake now. Yes!! Let’s do this!” He pulls out a bag from the trunk and shuts the door. We walk away a few feet and stop. He turns around to make sure the car is locked.

We weren’t afraid of the rain or the puddles as everyone around us were. They were running all over to find a dry place. Punk looking skate boarders running with their skate boards in their hands. Young blond bimbos walking extremely fast in heels they can’t walk in. Two men holding a sweater over their mother to keep her from melting. But we were calm. We had our LL Bean gear on. California folks don’t understand this. You just knew we were from out of town.

We stop at the location Mas had set up. He set up a time and a place for the transaction to go down at. That’s right. Transaction. We didn’t want to look suspicious, but since we were cool looking, it was hard to get people to stop looking at us. We looked at our watches to make sure they were in sync. “Check?” “Check. Roger that.” Confirms LJ. It was 6:45pm. We were 15 minutes early. As he stood there protecting the bag, I looked around to see who would show up. Would this man be early or show up at 7pm. With the rain still coming down, we thought he might be late. This would be the one and only time we would be there for this……transaction. Mas didn’t care for him after 7:15.

“What if the rain has caused major delays? We should wait until 7:30.” LJ says. “This will go down between 7 and 7:15 and nothing more. It’s not my problem. “How could you say it’s not your problem? This is big money here.” Noise from the crowd next to us caused us to silence ourselves. “We need to stay focused and watch out for this person. We don’t know what he’ll look like.” Mas said. “ I bet he’s tall, thin with brown hair. Any man name Grant must look like this. You remember Grant Show?” Mas looks at LJ and says, “You know, you talk a lot. Why is this?” LJ gives him a soft punch to the gut. “I like to talk! Talking is good. You should try it sometime.” “Why are all these people here talking? What do they talk about? Why do they talk about crap?” LJ looks at him as if strange and says, “People talk about lots of things. It’s what we do.” Tomas looks at the crowd and looks back at LJ and says, “That is not necessary. Silence is better.” She shakes her head back and fourth. “ You know, Mas…you’re not human. Do you hang upside down when you pee?”

The wind blows. The air was getting colder. The time was approaching 7 and no sign of Grant. A man walks by and looks towards Mas. LJ eyeballs him to see if he is just walking by or looking for Mas. But he continues to walk by. “I didn’t like that guy.” LJ says. “Why?” LJ watches as he walks away further. “He looked too bulky, like he was hiding something under that jacket.” “Perhaps it was his big gut. Muaw ha ha ha haaa” Says Mas.

Time went by and it was 7:10pm. No one was walking by anymore. The crowd had left and only two girls and one guy stood there talking and smoking. The smoke was annoying LJ. But the wind quickly blew it away. She turned around and noticed the girl’s rear. There was a lot of rear in the girl’s pants. She could hear it screaming. Suffocating. She needed a bigger size.

It was 7:14. “One more minute and I’m going to walk away and eat a burrito by 7:18.” But out of the corner came a man. He was tall, but not taller than Mas. He was thin and had brown hair. LJ was correct.

“Tomas?” Asks Grant. He looked like the type of man that would be interested in the package. He had that look. The look that made us think he would be trouble for us. “I have the money.” Grant says. “I have the goods.” Says Mas. “And I’m cold.” LJ mumbles to herself sadly.

The security guard at the door watched and wondered what was going on. Did he notice Grant handing Mas money? Yes, he did.

“I have 75 here. It’s all there.” Says Grant. Mas hands him the bag and tells him he can check it out if he wanted to. But Grant trusted him. And Mas trusted that he had the 75 dollars in his hands.

“Thanks, good night.” Says Grant and he walks away into the night. “He wore a rain jacket. Did you notice? He’s not from California.” LJ says. “Yes, I noticed. It doesn’t rain that much in California, so California people don’t own any. Nor do they own umbrellas, like this magnificent umbrella you see here.” LJ looks up at Mas and says, “Oh yes. It’s big and magnificent.” They head over to Chipotle and order their burritos. Mas holds his burrito in his hand and slowly pulls it towards his mouth for that first great bite. But before he bites into it, he looks at his watch. “The transaction went down as planned and my burrito is in my hand.” It was 7:18 on the dot. “I think he’ll like the camera bag. I did. But I like my new one better.”

And Now We Return To The Dramatic Chipmunk

2008-01-12T16:42:00.001-08:00

The End

Wisdom

2008-01-10T16:14:00.000-08:00

The older I get, the more I understand what people and life are all about. People are full of shit and life is just a big ball rotating over and over again like fashion items that come back into play every so many years. When we're older and paying our bills, we look down to the kids and teenagers who are egar to grow up fast and think their stupid.

Lunch

2008-01-10T12:56:00.001-08:00

I went down to have lunch. I was looking forward to slow eating and quiet time. I'm afraid to chew, so I'm just swallowing my food. But after I cut it up into tiny pieces. Tinier than your averge tiny. :o
So I get to the cafe and it's noisy. Great. I can't watch All My Children cause all these guys are sitting yappy away. Then these two girls come by and one sits by me. She stinks. What the hell? Would LJ be able to eat her food with stinky sitting next to her? Well I managed to be okay, since someone came in and mircowaved their good smelling food. But there were times stinky's stink peek in.
One thing that bugs me the most is when I'm watching TV and someone talks and I miss out on what the person was saying. Here I have about 6 people talking and I'm thinking, can't they talk low? Group A in the corner have been talking low and I like them for that. Group B is talking loud in Japanese, freaking annoying. And group Stinky had the nerve to talk about other people when stinky was stinking.
The good food smelling lady sat on the other side of me and she behaved. She too thought everyone should shut the hell up, but she kept quiet and like me, watched the news. So from 15 different stories, I manage to hear about the following:

1. Tornado spotted on the ground in Washington, DC.

2. Man threw his two kids off a bridge.

3. Some dude resigns from running for President. I have no idea who that funny looking fool was.

4. Obama chosen as the next President by Kerry instead of what's his face.

5. Something about a wreck, pile up, somewhere in the US. Looked bad. But couldn't hear where this happened.

6. I can't believe I got this far. Perhaps I did hear with all that noise? How to take better care of your hair. Cutting the ends helps to prevent spilt ends to get worse.

I guess I didn't hear it all. So I was right the first time here. Now I'm back at my desk writing to you all, whoever you are. Oh, but I see you and you and I can't forget you! And well, I'm back here and the loud chick from S. Diego is back from her lunch. She was the one who decided on having a conf call at her desk. The nerve. So whenever she shows up, I frown, cause I know I'm gonna hear her annoying voice. Who does she sound like, so you'd have a better idea of how she sounds? I do not know, sorry. This will take some time. That's if i'm interested in wasting my time thinking of her when I'm home. Please spare me.

Attention Target Shoppers

2007-12-26T17:06:00.000-08:00

Well it's the day after Christmas and all through the house not a person was stirring, not even a mouse. It was 6:30 in the morning and we got up and threw on our pants and put on our shirts and out the door we went to Target by 7am.

Two days earlier...

"I just want to look for that Santa gnome you wanted." LJ walked over to the Christmas section of Target to scope out the goodies for the 50% off sale the day after Christmas. "THERE IT IS!" She ran over to the Santa and picked him up. It was $19.99 and on Wednesday it would be half the price. "I don't want it." Said Mas. "WHAT?! You said you wanted this the other day. But of course we weren't gonna pay $24.99 for it. So that's why I'm checking to see if they have it here and we can come back when the sale is on."

"Attention Target Shoppers. The store will be closing in 20 minutes. Please make your way up to the registers for check out."

"GREAT! It's closing now, so on Wednesday morning, I'm gonna be here when it opens and buy this for 10 bucks!" LJ then notice a woman feeling up on her Santa Knome. Her eyes grew wide. She started to growl. "..Grrrr..." And then noticed that the lady didn't pick it up. She just left it there. LJ walked off with Mas and his mother. "....you saw that woman?? She was EYE BALLING my gnome!!"

While at the check out, LJ notices the woman who was eye balling her gnome. "Hey Mas, did you notice if the woman behind you had the gnome in her cart?" Ask LJ. "Nope. I didn't see anything in there." "Good. Then it'll be there when I come back on Wednesday morning, 8am sharp!" Mas's mother then says, "Oh, no they open at 7am!"

Great!! One hour could have caused major problems for everyone that day, as LJ would have been upset that some bitch took her Santa gnome before she did. She would have knocked someone and dragged them to the back if they eye balled anything else LJ wanted. But luckily, there was a second gnome, styled differently, for her to purchase if her first choice was gone. But she wanted what she wanted.

"Did you find what you wanted?" Ask Mas's dad. "Yes I did. But I should have hidden it. I hope that lady doesn't come back to race me for it." They all look at me like I'm crazy. I had the crazy look in my eyes. I was determined to get it. And get it for TEN BUCKS!

Present day...

We get to the Target store and there were people already waiting to get in. There must have been 30 people standing there. Mas stood on line, but I crept my way up to the front a bit. I was cool. The doors then opened on the dot and everyone started their way in. "No running, please." Says the man holding the door open for the customers. I walk in and tell Mas to grab a cart while I fly to the back calmly but quickly. Everyone took a different direction. I walked with a group of girls who were laughing and walking at a nice fast but decent pace. Then out of nowhere comes a woman with a filled shopping cart and almost side swipes me. "Ahhh!" I was almost hit and I was waiting for a response from the woman. "Oh sorry, ha ha ha." Her apology was a few seconds late, but better late than never. I looked over to the girls as they look at me and laugh along with me with what just happened. But then I turn back on my focus.

Great. The voltrues are all by the ornaments, as I make my way to the gnome in the next two isles down. I spot one woman in the isle but it's not the woman I saw who was eye balling my gnome. The lady in the isle was looking at something else. I come around the corner and spot my Santa. I quickly go over and it's IN MY HANDS!! YES!! YES!! Just as I freaking planned! YES!!

Mas catches up to me with the cart and sees me smiling with the knome in my hands. I give it to him and he holds on to it, rather than put it in the cart. "I'll hold it. Wanna make sure no one takes it out of the cart." "Good plan, Mas! Good team work. High five." We slap each other.

Now that the mission was complete, I went over to the other isles to look at the ornaments I wanted and spotted on Monday. But before I did that, I spotted out of the corner of my eye, a wooden reindeer with lights on it. It wasn't like the white wired one where the head moves up and down. This one was cute. It would look nice during the day time. I put it in the cart and made my way to the ornaments.

After...wait, I was there two hours?? Yeah, wow. So after about 2 hours of checking stuff out, we made our way to the check out. I spent about 100 bucks on sale items. So you know I came home with a lot. I managed to buy a bunch of xmas stockings to hang. They were beautiful. Silk with sequence and the colors were nice.

We drove back with smiles on our faces. Well at least I did. We got back to his parents house and they stood there at the door way waiting for the big gnome news. "MISSION COMPLETE. We brought home the turkey!" They laughed. Wow, they said. "I can't believe you guys got up to go shopping that early." "Well, that gnome was there waiting for me. I went to so many targets and saw that they were all gone. So this was a sign for me. Either that or else I would have stabbed the girl with the stocking holder if she was putting my gnome in her cart." And I walked away content.

Tuesday

2007-12-18T16:05:00.000-08:00

It's Tuesday and I wanna know who Tila is gonna pick. Will it be Dani or Bobby? Dani is a female with lots to offer and Bobby is a guy who is just so freaking sweet, but is scared he'll get hurt again. They're both being friendly with each other, but they know the other is competition. So this is gonna be hard for Tila. If she picks Dani, will she have to fly out and live in Florida with Dani the fire woman? Will Bobby leave his home town to travel around the world with Tila? Damn it!! I gotta know!

The other day I wore my special 3 inch shoes to a company xmas party. They felt great. But now they're back in the closet. I use them once in a while. I couldn't stand walking in them everyday. But laying around, maybe.

Now that it's a bit nippy out here, I pulled out the boots and I'm happy I don't have to put on stockings. It's not always that cold, but at least I can still wear a skirt in the winter and not freeze to death. I hear it's freezing in New York now. Hee hee heeeee...

Well not much anything else is happening. It's just a boring Tuesday. Aren't all Tuesdays boring? You have Monday which everyone hates and hump day. Then Thursday, which to me is drinks after work and then Friday is, well anything can happen on Fridays. But Tuesdays? I think Tuesday is the day to get over Monday and it prepares you for the hump day, which is great cause you now have the feeling that the week is almost over. Then when it's Thursday, you start getting ready for what will happen Friday night. What that is...like I said. Friday is like what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. So what happens on Friday....no. What happens on Friday will be told to everyone on Monday. Yep, what you did Friday night, that girl is gonna tell the other chick what you did over by the corner with the funny looking dude. You're ruined. You can never show your face ever again at work. Now everyone will know your shame. You can't dance.

I'm LJ and I'm outta here!

Scarifice

2007-12-12T09:34:00.000-08:00

Eleven people were hanging on a rope, under a helicopter.
10 men and 1 woman.

The rope was not strong enough to carry them all, so they decided that one had to leave,
because otherwise they were all going to fall.

They weren't able to choose that person, until the woman gave a very touching speech.
She said that she would voluntarily let go of the rope, because, as a woman, she was used to giving up everything for her husband and kids or for men in general, and was used to always making sacrifices with little in return.

As soon as she finished her speech, all the men started clapping .............

THIS JUST IN!

2007-12-10T11:28:00.000-08:00

LJ has decided on changing her cell phone ring tone to a holiday tone. More details to come after these messages.

"When I'm cramping, I turn into an evil witch with a hatchet. But then I take Midol. Midol helps relieve my cramping and not only that, bloating as well. So I don't have to walk around the office with that extra large sweater that I've had for 10 years to hide my belly. It makes that evil witch with the hatchet, into a sweet loving lamb.

When I cramp, I choose Midol. "

While siting at her desk, LJ heard the sounds of Christmas coming from a near by cube station. That's when she thought changing her ring tone to a Christmas one would be ideal. "I'm just in the Christmas spirit this year." Says LJ. "...but then again, I'm always in the Christmas spirit year after year."

An LJ Rambling Moment

2007-12-08T21:23:00.000-08:00

Ahhh the cold. New York is cold. 20 something degrees out. A little snow fall, but not too much. And then here I am in California stepping out and I'm freezing! My teeth were chattering. I was shaking. And it was only a good 55 degrees out.

Today I spent the day shopping and bought myself a few things. Things geared towards keeping me warm. I bought a red robe to keep me warm when my naked body emerges from the shower. As well as other times like...umm...when I get out of bed and it's cold. I can quickly grab my red robe and warm myself up. Oh it's so soft. Oh it's so warm. Mmmmm....

Then I decided to buy 4 pairs of pajama pants. They're so soft. I love them. Along with that, I bought a pajama top and a pair of work pants with a black top. I believe I bought a few other things from my favorite store called "Bath and Body Works." I love all the scents in that store. Smells so sweet. I use to spend money going there almost everyday after work. I'd walk home and on my way home, I'd pass by the store and go inside.

Last time I bought a lotion that made me smell yummy. Everyone at work would get hungry and want a little something sweet. Sure I'm sweet, but come on. I almost wanted my own self a couple of times. It was just that good. My god, I just remembered. I still have two jars of that lotion!! I better lube up before bed time, if you know what I mean. ;)

Okay whatever. Back to what I bought today. So I am now wearing my new pj pants, my red robe and top. Along with that, a Santa hat I bought at my favorite store, Target. If I may say, I'm looking quite festive. I should call myself Lani Claus. Although I would be a mean one... I'm a bit moody. Okay that's not true. I'm happy. I'm just warm right now. Actually, as I write here, I'm not sure what I'm saying anymore. It's nothing knew. I sometimes go on a rambling rampage. I start out with one thing, then go into something totally different and my story telling becomes unstable. I am soooo not working it here. But I'm warm and I'm in red from top to bottom. I also drove home in the rain today after I bought all my PJs. :D

Okay, well i'm out, so have a good night. And just remember this wise old saying..."He who lays on a bed of needles will be in pain."

Good night!

Pain Pain Go Away

2007-12-02T10:33:00.000-08:00

It's been a stressful two weeks. I had this headache and tooth ache since the weekend before Thanksgiving. I went right over to the doctor after the holiday and he took care of a few things. But I'm still hurting, so I'll be back this week.

Then I went to a regular doctor to find out about my headaches and after that I went to the eye doctor. Well my vision has changed, but not by much since 2003. The headaches could be from the dental issues or from the tightness from my neck. So I'm glad it's nothing bad, at least he didn't think it was. I just have to go see a massage therapist to help with the headaches. Then I'll go back to the dentist. It's weird though, the dentist didn't do a full mouth x-ray in the first place, which I think would have been the process for a new patient. He just did the area I was having pain in. But seems like if the pain is in one place, it's referring pain through out the top left side of my mouth. Soooo back to the dentist I go for more checking.

The doctor gave me a muscle relaxer, which I don't think it worked Friday night, unless it took time to kick in, cause yesterday I spent much of the day feeling great. So tonight I will take the pill again. Umm...cause I woke up today in pain again. Not a lot of pain, but an annoying kind.

Well, after seeing the eye doctor yesterday, I'm excited to get myself a new pair of glasses. I wanted to get contacts, but with my astigmatism it might not be too clear, the doc says. Bummer... I want to stop wearing glasses cause I feel like a dork sometimes. :( But I guess I'll just have to wear a new pair and buy myself a pair of sunglass as well with my prescription in them. No big deal I guess. Saves me from having to stick my fingers in my eyes.

Well, other than that, tomorrow is work. (Lani throws up) Yeah Mondays suck. But I will be fine. Mondays are my busy days, but this week will be my busiest. This week I'll be going back to the dentist, then travel over to the other office for two days of boring meetings followed by a trip to a Partners house for a holiday party. Nice. I called up a limo service to come pick us up. A nice white stretch limo for 10 ladies. No, 9 ladies and one lucky man.

Happy Holidays

2007-11-29T14:50:00.001-08:00

Am I early??
Well I thought this was cute. It's never too early to send out Holiday wishes. Okay, now that's not true. If it's September, then Happy Holidays would be some time away. Like 3 months. But now it's okay cause it's after Thanksgiving. So don't worry my little elfs, I will post more holiday graphics for your viewing pleasures.

xoxo

Almost A Nightmare

2007-11-14T19:30:00.000-08:00

I was waiting at the light to change green. Then I would speed down the lane and merge onto the freeway. But something was wrong. I was low on gas. This I knew. But I still had 30 miles of gas left. I just needed to get to the gas station.

The car was choking. "Oh no, what's happening? Am I dying out here? Out here on the freeway?!!" I pulled over onto the shoulder and put on my hazard lights. I started to think about the possibility of having to call in the towing company. Or have someone come to me with gas. God dang this can't be happening. So I called Mas and told him what was going on. Then I decided to use the navigation to get me to the nearest gas station. Thank god one was close. I drove the car slowly off the freeway.

Now I'm driving down the block. It was nice that the folks around me were patient. They drove by me with caution. Then I get to a red light and look down. I can't freaking believe my eyes. I am such a dumbass. I'm blaming it on the fact that it was dark inside the car, cause I had it on manual!! How did I do that? No wonder it was choking!!

Freaking ay....
Well, I'm just glad I got home safe.

2007-11-01T13:57:00.000-07:00

Usually Thursdays are fun days. You have one more day and it's Friday. But not today. Today I'm stressed out. Work is bugging me, but I will maintain my cool.

Tonight I'm going for a massage. Can't wait.

Jack The Ripper...of Hearts

2007-10-17T20:40:00.000-07:00

Base on true events, The LJ Hour and Life Time Blogger Channel presents.

"Jack The Ripper... Of Hearts."

Pretend there was a last week's episode. Thanks.... :)

In last week's episode, Jack flew out to see a woman he has fallen in love with. They both find happiness in each other and are madly in love with one another. She believes he's the man of her dreams and he believes he has scored with yet another beautiful woman.

Jack: Happy? I can't be anymore happier. My life has been wonderful ever since you came into it. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. We fit.

Sarah: Oh Jack, you're so sweet. You haven't said one bad thing since the first day we met. You're always so sweet and so supportive of all my dreams.

Sarah: I mean, I've never had a man care so much like you do and do the things you do for me or DO to me. (hee ha) I sometimes wonder if you're too good to be true.

Jack: Will I sound silly saying that I think the same? I never had anyone care so much for me the way you do. I get scared sometimes too, when I think I'll get hurt again. I have to ask myself, does she really love me? Wow. I'm just your average guy and this breathtaklying beautiful woman loves me? But I know you do and that makes my heart fill with joy 100 times over.

Sarah: Sometimes I worry that one day I'll wake up and you won't be there. Or that you'll leave me for another woman.

Jack: Hey! Look at me. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. You're the only person that has ever understood me. You take me serious and you really care for me. That makes me f eel great. And you're great and you don't ever have to worry about us, because I'm here for you always. I can't stop loving you now. I've gone too far now.

Sarah: Oh you see? You're always saying the most romantic things. Oh Jack, I really love you and I'm so glad things didn't work out with your ex girlfriend. She was a fool to have hurt you the way she did. How anyone can be so cruel and put you in a headlock and choke you to the point where you we re barely breathing, is beyond me. I can never do that to you when all you were doing is loving me.

Jack: I know, but that's all in the past now. Listen. I just remembered. I need to call the office. I have a few things to square away and then we can go take a walk on the beach. Get some sand betw een our toes. You know, get all mushie and stuff. So wait here....and keep that sexy smile on your face.
Oh and by the way, I have a little something for you. So I'll be right back!

Sarah: Sure. Anything for you, Jack.

Jane: I know it was here. I was sitting here and I took it off. Then I ran upstairs real quick and left it on the seat here the other day. Something just ain't right.

(Phone rings)

Jane: Hello?

Jack: Hey beautiful. How's the love of my life doing? ---Um that's you. My wife. Hee hee.

Jane: Not great. I think I misplaced the ring you bought me. I thought I left it on the seat here. You know the chair we use to read our books on? Well, it's not here. It's no where to be found. And I know how much you put your heart and soul in buying me that ring. I'm just getting frustrated that I can't find it.

Jack: Oh no. Did you try sticking your hands down my pants, I mean in between the cushion?---Aww, I know it's not funny, sweetie. Okay, I see. Hmm....well don't worry so much. I know how much it means to you. I can always replace a ring, but I can't replace you. -----Sure, sure I understand. -----Well listen, I don't mean to interrupt you, but I'm staying here til Sunday. I'm gonna have dinner with the boss on Saturday, so I'll catch an early flight on Sunday.----Yeah, yeah. Sure, I miss you. I'm dying to come home and make love to you. This sucks that I have to keep coming down here every month. ---- I know. Well look, I can see your upset about the ring. Do me a favor. Go upstairs and fill the tub up with warm water. Go in the cabinet and get out Mr. Bubbles and push play on the cd player that I left there for you. Just close your eyes and listen to that song. It's a surprise. You're gonna love it. ----Okay, well I love you too. I'll see you soon. ---Huh? Oh who's there? Briana? Oh tell her I said hello. -----Well, okay my chocolate godiva, I gotta run. I love you. ----Okay, bye.

Jane: Well, he's not coming home tonight. He has to stay out there for a late dinner on Saturday night. He didn't seem so disappointed about the ring, though. Sort of took it lightly. Oh well.

Briana: I'm telling you, that ring is cursed. It keeps falling off everyday and it's your ring size. Explain that to me, please.
What? What's wrong? You got that look like he's up to no good again. Oh child, what am I gonna do with you? You thinking he's up to no good again? Girl, when you gonna learn?

Sarah: OH MY GOD IT'S BEAUTIFUL! Oh Jack, I love it. I love you so much. It's perfect. You're perfect!

Jack: No, you're perfect. You're perfect in every way. You deserve a man to pamper you. A man to take care of you in every way. And I want to be that man for the rest of our lives.

Sarah: Oh yes, Jack, yes!

Meanwhile, back home. Jane lays in bed wondering about her husband. She has a flashback to what Briana was saying earlier.

"You think he's up to no good again? Girl, when you gonna learn?"

To be continued?? Yes, no??

Life Time Blog Channel

2007-10-15T11:22:00.000-07:00

Over one weekend I was bored. I’m into photography, so I set out to take some pictures. They came out nice, but I wanted to do more. I wanted to do something creative. So I took out a few dolls that I collect and decided to start a little blog soap opera. It’ll air this week.

Stay tuned for the life time blog channel movie of the week. ;)

A Little LJ Message For Someone Special In My Life

2007-10-13T13:23:00.001-07:00

Hi Dumbass!! Oh how I miss my little one. Miss seeing her and pulling out my sword to whack her when she'd play with my ear and sit on my lap. That was gross. But she'll always be my little dumbass.

That sounded very sexual. Ekkk, gross!!

2007-10-08T16:20:00.000-07:00

64 percent of Americans say they spend more time with their computer than with their significant other.

It's true. I'm alone half the time. :(

LJ Photo of The Moment.

2007-10-05T16:06:00.000-07:00

Fire Drill or The Real Deal?

2007-10-04T11:59:00.001-07:00

Today there was a fire drill. A few days ago, there was an email that was sent out to let everyone know. And in this email it said to put on some comfortable shoes for the event. So of course I didn’t read this but I saw the first line saying there was gonna be a fire drill.

Okay, so I get to work and see a bunch of people outside. Did they start this already? I see the flashing bulbs go off and I start thinking about the flashes I saw that landed me a ticket. Whatever, I go in the lobby and the lights are flashing, so I go back out and wait. I didn’t see anyone from my office out there, so I called up to the receptionist. She was upstairs and no one from our floor had come down yet. So I go up and find that it wasn’t our turn yet. The other companies were ahead of us. Okay, so I set up my laptop and prepare to get my day started. I chat with the chick over the wall from me and begin to tell her about the ticket I just got. Then all of a sudden, the flashing lights go on. “THERE IS A FIRE IN THE BUILDING.” What?? There’s a fire in the building or is this a fire drill?? Someone needs to clarify this cause I never heard an announcement say there is a fire in the building if it’s only a fire drill. What if I never read the email? I would have run out the door. Ran down the stairs while everyone looks at me like I‘m nuts.

So we get down stairs and out the building to the parking lot. The people in front of me were jumping over a bush to continue walking instead of walking down the ramp and then walking up. I looked at it and said, “Not in my skirt and heels!” So I walked down the ramp and up the hill while everyone else stepped over the bush to avoid doing what I had done.

Whatever old lady….

Then I get to the grass and see that there is no path to walk on and notice that it’s muddy. WHAT?! Mud!! How am I going to walk through here with my heels?? So I walk on the side where I had to balance my way around the building and avoid stepping on the muddy lawn. Whose idea is this?? Why can’t we head down that way?? I mean if we have to be 300 feet away from the building, why not head that way, which gets us away from the building instead of go around it and walk away from it on the other side? F that! Next time I’m walking out down the other way.

A few minutes later I meet up with some chicks and start making them laugh as I tell them what I just experienced. “You didn’t see in the email that it said to wear low shoes?” Says this one chick with lipstick stains on her teeth. Well who the hell says to put on your sneakers during a fire drill? Isn’t a drill a practice run? I mean, I would rather practice in my heels than change and tie up my sneakers and then make a run for it. Don’t worry, I’m taking off my shoes for the real deal and I’ll be sure to jump over 100 bushes if I have to. I’m not trying to get killed. But can someone just change the message to, “This is a fire drill,” instead of “There is a fire in the building?” We don’t need fire drill fatalities.

One More Day To Go

2007-10-04T11:13:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I drove out to San Diego for a meeting. It was my first time driving out on the highway…oh excuse me...“freeway,” during rush hour since I got here. I did drive once before to go to Mas’s parent’s house, but driving that day and night was a bit overwhelming for me. So I took my time driving, as I needed time to adjust to this environment.

So while driving down to San Diego, I started to think about how things had changed in my life. A year ago I was on the train going to work. I remember when Tomas had left to live in California. I was alone for 7 months. I wondered if I would move out there or not and if and when I did, how I would adjust to life out there. Well, I knew I wouldn’t worry much. I had come to California many times before and always enjoyed being here. Living here would be different, but I was up for the challenge. So while I drove on the freeway, I was feeling confident and proud of myself. Proud that I was doing the things I never thought I would be doing. And now with a new job and one that allows me to travel, I'm feeling great. But working with a bunch of chicks…let’s see how long this gig will last.

I also got my first ticket. I ran a red light. Great, yeah. Totally true. This will be my first ticket ever in my entire life as a driver. But did I blow the light on purpose? No. The light had changed to green and by the time I got up there, it had changed again. But when I looked up, I couldn’t see the light too well since it was sunny. I then saw the yellow and said to myself, “Did it just turn yellow or is it going to turn red on me now?” The guy behind me was close, so to avoid him hitting me, I went through the yellow light. At least that’s what I thought. Everyone else was behind me. But in the picture, the guy behind me doesn’t appear. Had I been hallucinating? Or was he just closer than he really appeared?

F&%#!!! I saw the flashes. I knew right there that I had been caught. The light turned red on me. CRAP!!

Whatever, he probably saw the light from where he was and started to break. I would have had to break a bit hard to stop at that light. Well, I did what I thought was right. But no matter what, I just couldn’t tell what it was with the sun in my eyes.

So I received a letter in the mail and see that my car was behind the white line and the light was red. So clearly this picture is showing that I ran a red light. But had I seen that it was red, I would have never gone through it. So now I’m waiting for the second letter that will tell me how much I have to pay. It says I have to show up in court, blah blah blah. Can I fight this ticket? I don’t know if I have that option. But down below where you see the back of my car, you see the sun reflecting on it, which shows proof that it was sunny. Don’t know what’s gonna happen. But it sucks to have to pay up to 370 bucks. Well, it says I can go to traffic school to avoid points on my license, which I’ll do because I have a super clean record. Oh well, there’s always an expensive lesson to be learned.

Well, today is thursday. There's one more day to go and then it's the weekend. I can't wait.

An LJ Moment

2007-10-01T13:54:00.000-07:00

Mondays and working with chicks. They suck. But Monday nights are great. I get to watch my favorite show called Prison Break. Just need this work day to end now. Okay now. Okay now!!

Okay, in 3 more hours, fine.

An LJ Camera Phone Moment.

2007-09-28T17:53:00.001-07:00

Hiking in Big Bear.

2007-09-21T22:37:00.001-07:00

Ah yes, those were the days, when I would go out with friends and the table would be filled with many glasses and then more glasses, until we started seeing double and then there were more glasses.

I do miss my friends. I do miss the apple martinis and I miss the cherries. Sure I can get some of that out here, but my buddies are just far away. So for now, until I see them all again, I'll have my photos for memories and a bottle of Baileys in the frig. I don't know how to make a Martini....

In other news, I have made friends with a chatty cat name Buddy. Each day when I come home, he sneaks up behind me and scares the living crap out of me. Or I could be washing the dishes and he'll stand at the door way looking at me and meows loud. He meows a lot. It's what his owner said in the beginning. I have never heard a cat meow so much.

So after saying hi and petting him, I give him a few treats. I like doing that. I always enjoyed giving Booboo his "Booboo snacks." :)

Since my dog is gone, when I pass the dog food section, I feel like I need to pick up some treats. But then realize it's over. I still get the urge to go there to get his treats. It's such a natural thing for me to do as it was on the grocery list each time I went food shopping. But now, I go there and pick up some cat treats.

Now he walks right in everyday. It's cute. Later Buddy hangs out while I take photographs of him. But then there's always someone walking by scaring him away. The other day a dog and it's owner came walking by minding their own business and Buddy ran. The dog took off after Buddy and the owner was left running behind trying to catch her dog. It was actually amusing as Mas and I were standing on our patio when we saw them and Mas said out loud to Buddy, "Get him!" So we sort of felt like it was our fault and that we triggered all the running. Hee hee....

This has been an LJ moment. :)

I feel like this post sounds like a Jack Handey moment from SNL.

"If I could be a bird, I'd be a Flying Purple People Eater because then people would sing about me and I could fly down and eat them because I hate that song."

Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey.

Scam Proof Your Life

2007-09-19T21:38:00.000-07:00

So I was working from home one day and later in the day I decided to turn on the tv. It was 3pm and I was done with work. Actually, it was a quiet day and I didn't have much to do. Whatever, I either did work or didn't. Does this matter?

So I turn on the tv and there she is. My sister. And she was on the Oprah show. WHAT?? I know, right? WHAT?? I was in shock. But I heard about the story earlier in the year. What story? I'll tell ya.

I get on the train and there's my sister. We're rolling on the "R" train to Manhattan and we start chatting. "Blah blah blah...oh and I'm seeing this guy name Steve." I was like, "Oh really? Cool. How's that going?" She pulls out a picture of this guy. He was handsome. But my first reaction when I saw his pictures was me laughing a bit. "What? Why are you laughing?" My sister ask. "Oh nothing. It just looks like a fake picture. Is he a model or something, because most normal men don't photograph with their shirt open like that." Sure enough it was him. She had two pictures of him in her wallet. But to me it didn't seem right. "He's out in London right now working for some orphanage. He won't be here in NY for another 3 weeks. Then maybe you can meet him." She says. We get to our stop and say good bye and I would not see her for a month.

I'm walking down the block on my way home. I run into my sister and start talking to her. I eventually brought up Steve and ask if he had come to NY yet. She said no and once she said no, I had that weird feeling again. I just couldn't shake it.

Long story short, my sister had this relationship with this guy over the internet. They contacted each other and would talk over the phone. She could hear his voice. She got to know him more over the phone and through emails. She was falling in love and so was he. At least that's what he said to her.

Along the way, she started to think she was gonna end up marrying the guy and he would feed into it that he was going to. But he just needed to take care of a few things. That's when he ask her for some money. Yep, money. Now most men don't have to ask you for money, they can be lying to you just to get their jollies off, like...hmm a guy I know who is currently telling lies to an innocent, clueless woman. I'm not so sure how anyone can lie so much. I mean we all do, but come on. Anyway, this guy was lying to my sister and said he would come to NY and marry her. He made her wait 6 hours at the airport when he knew all along that he was never going to meet her.

In the end, he hurt her feelings and she was devastated. Several months later, she was on a few tv shows telling her story and then eventually ended up on Oprah. Oprah asked her some questions and my sister would tell her and the world her story.

At one point, Oprah looks at the camera and says how she wonders why anyone would think to send a stranger money, but hey, people get scammed everyday and these scammers are getting better by the day.

I felt really bad for her and feel bad for anyone out there who have gotten scammed before or who are currently getting scammed and don't know it yet. It's not always a good idea to fall in love with someone you meet on line, especially when you're in different times zones. Not that time has anything to do with it. Just that you're here and he's out there somewhere and you have no idea who this person is and their past. For all you know you think you're gonna marry the man of your dreams, but soon find out he's married and not planning on leaving his home town to live with you. It happens everyday. That's why we all need to be smart. It's not only young teenagers getting scammed. Grown women and men who are smart, get scammed. It's easy to get scammed when you think you're talking to a nice person. I mean it wasn't too long ago when a few women told me about a man that was lying to all of them. Telling them each how much he loved them and gave them some sort of hope for a relationship. It was terrible to hear how they were hurt. And til this day he is still doing the same and is currently lying to a woman in another state. I'm thinking one day, someone is gonna really hurt this man for all that he's done to them...that's if they get mad enough. If it ain't his wife that will do it, someone else will.

Be careful out there on line. There are so many wonderful people out there, but somewhere in that bunch is an asshole waiting for his prey. Just be smart. Scam Proof your life.

Build A Bear Says Sure

2007-09-19T10:04:00.000-07:00

So I emailed costomer service yesterday at Build a Bear and ask them if it was okay to put ashes in a bear. Would that be inappropriate? They responded that it was very common. That alot of people put things inside their bears, such as pictures, rings...any type of keep sake. And at the end of that email, I sat back in my chair and wondered if this would be the path I'd take with regards to his ashes.

Well, he's in his urn now. And that's a cute urn. When I saw it, it made me feel comfortable. Like he would be comfortable in that. And then I would walk by it and rub the little dog on top when I was missing him. Yeah, I know this sounds weird. I'm a grown woman talking about teddy bears and rubbing my doggie's urn. But he was the biggest part of my life for 17 years.
It's like being a mother in some way. You're responsible for a life, although it's an animal. But animals deserve to be treated well too. It's been 5 long months without my baby. The hardest thing I've done in a long time. I realized that dog was the one thing I loved the most out of anyone....aside from my parents and my muffin buns. Oh well...

Today is a slow day. Eveyone is out. I'm alone in the office. So what to do, what to do.....

Okay, I'm thinking about heading out for some shopping. Happy Hump Day!

Is This Strange Or What?

2007-09-18T14:51:00.000-07:00

My dog gets put to sleep. They cremate him, I have his ashes and I'm wondering what am I gonna do with them.

I was thinking, I can keep his ashes in his urn, in which I thought was just right for my baby. Or take his ashes and put it in a build a bear. Does this sound strange?

I'm thinking, when I want to hold him, holding my bear would make me feel good. I'd take care of it like it was alive. Although I know he's not alive anymore and it's not like I'm gonna talk to it. Okay, I might talk to it. I mean, it's been a month since he was put to sleep and I don't know what to do. I miss him so much and then I hear my mother saying we're gonna bury his ashes in the yard. And I'm like NO! I feel like I'd rather have him near me. So I think, being the mother of this dog, that I should have my say and do what I want with it.

So I've been thinking about it. I wonder if that's such a good idea. It might make me feel better, seeing the bear on my bed, knowing inside is a part of Booboo.

I mean, is this strange or what?

2007-09-18T13:13:00.000-07:00

I have yet to see anything that's so LA, other than tattoos. I went down to the fashion district over the weekend and found it to be nothing like NY's fashion districit. It was horrible. NY is so cool. I can't wait to get back there and walk around the city.

But it's cool here in LA. I came down hoping to work here and sure enough here I am. It's Tuesday and I'm not sure how I'm feeling today. Should I still be a bit cranky from Monday? I think once I get over the hump, they'll be brighter days. What the hell am I talking about??! I'm sitting here waiting for a meeting that was suppose to be held at 11 and it's 1:15 and still nothing. I need a coke for a little pep.

See? I was trying to be all nice and crap, now I'm upset.

Happy Tuesday.

Happy Freaking Monday

2007-09-17T09:16:00.000-07:00

I'm cranky today and it's Monday. Coincidence? Anyway, I have a shit load of work to do. My Mondays are always like that. I didn't dress up today. I just threw on a regular top and some pants that are comfy and brushed my hair back in a bun. Nope, I didn't wash my hair yesterday. I don't normally bun up the hair unless it's time for a washy wash. I was just tired yesterday. And today is an all work day and I don't see myself getting up walking the cat walk like I normally do. (I know, I know...sorry guys)

I can't seem to remember what I did this weekend, but it was more then I usually do. Oh!! Had family come down to Cali and we spent Saturday together. Lots of walking around and shopping and driving around and shopping. It was nice to see them. I only spent 78 bucks that day. I was in shock. Normally it's more like 2, 300 bucks cause I'm shopping at all these stores. No clothes, no shoes. Just spent money on food and perfume. I'm trying not to spend too much these days.

2007-09-13T09:21:00.000-07:00

I got upset this morning. I yelled at a chick. I was stuck driving behind a chick who was on the phone. You know I hate this with a passion. So her turn was slow and weak and I had a monster truck behind me on top of my ass. I look at her and she’s just driving along, la la laaa, and she’s talking. She looked really comfortable. But she needed to put the phone down and concentrate on her driving. I don’t think she realized the people behind her.

So she makes this right turn, then a left. She was still in front of me. We’re in the parking structure and she’s still yapping. So I flashed her and nothing. Now I have a pile up behind me and I get upset and yell at her. “GET OFF THE FUCKING PHONE AND DRIVE!” I’m usually not so mean, I swear. But this was just annoying the crap out of me and I’m sure it was doing the same to those behind me. I’m just so sick of people doing this, because this is one of the reasons accidents happen. You’re not paying attention to the most important thing. DRIVING!!

Driving is a privilege. If you’re a little yapper behind the wheel, you should not be driving. I can go on and on about this, but I won’t. I feel the need to contact Arnold about this. Waiting til July 2008 for the “No cell phone while driving” law to take into affect is ridiculous.

2007-09-11T22:22:00.001-07:00

So I was thinking of getting a tattoo. Finally after all these years, I'm digging the idea. But where will I get it?? I know where.

I think California is getting to me. People with tattoos out here are so much cooler than NYers with tattoos.

September 11th

2007-09-11T08:52:00.000-07:00

It was 6 years ago today. The air was cool. The sun was out and people were doing the norm. Then the plane hit. I was inside and heard about it from a girl who got a call from her sister and she just shrugged it off like it was nothing. Well sure enough, alot of people most likely did the same until they heard it was a bigger plane. Some thought it was a small engine plane. Then news of other places being hit was heard and people then started to scramble.

You know the story, but if you weren't there seeing this with your own eyes, you don't know what you saw in the streets. You didn't hear the silence while everyone looked up as the building fell. That's the part I will never forget. The faces. The silence and how every New Yorker put aside their attitude, the tough talk and helped each other. You made a friend, if only for that day or several hours, but not one person acted like an asshole. Every New Yorker protected one another and looked out for the bad guys. People from these countries who lived here and were good people got abused. They got those dirty looks, assaulted. I even got some. It was the one time I opened my mouth and sounded like a homegirl from the projects. "I'm a mother fucking Puerto Rican, what?" I don't speak that way. I'm a nice girl, but I had to let people know. Or at least I felt I had to let people know. I also stop wearing my scarf over my head. I use to keep it on so my hair didn't frizz up. I think that might have been the reason for some stares. Unless they thought I was hot, cause sometimes that happens. :)

Okay seriously, it's been 6 years and I'm wondering what the hell is going on with Osama. Is he alive? Is he dead? Why the hair dye if that's really him? And did he dye it to cover up some sort of weakness? Like he's really ill and it showed? Why can't people just get along? Why can't we just bring our troops home. Why can't the Iraqi police let the American soldiers come home and take it from there? Why do they STILL need the US in there? Don't they know how to protect and serve their own country now? How much longer do our brothers, sons, cousins and fathers have to fight this unnecessary war?

A Lovely Spider Waits For Me.

2007-09-07T19:48:00.000-07:00

I came home to find this little spider. Umm...wait. Little? No. In New York, the spiders I have seen were either so small you could see it if you didn't blink or a bit bigger than that. But not this big.

I'm going to spray it with some bug spray and watch it die. I'm mean, right? I know. Tonight I kill!!

Photo by me.

Bras: Part 3

2007-09-07T10:26:00.000-07:00

Today is a good day. It's Friday. The work load is light and I am not wearing a bra. YES!! Once I got into my car, I took it right off. When I put my seat belt on, it wrapped between my boobs and for a moment I looked down at them thinking how soft and funny they looked with this seat belt between them. Then I started to get paranoid. Some guy in a big truck is gonna look down and notice them. Out here, everyone is jacking up their trucks. Some are even scary looking. Whatever, but after that I snapped out of it and went on my way. I didn't care. I was comfortable and free.

As I was about to get onto the freeway, there was a guy in a truck next to me looking at me. I saw him out the corner of my eye. I looked over and he smiled at me. What? Why was he looking at me? Why?? Well I took off. Whatever, I needed to pay attention to the crazy drivers. And everything went free and well.

Okay so I went with a cami today. I usually wear them at home, but not to work. Then I found a shawl in my draw and I thought it was perfect. I had forgotten about it all this time. So today is a nice comfortable, chilly day. Man it's good. The bra can turn a woman evil and when taken off, she can be a cute little kitty. All I need right now is a blanket here at my desk and I'll feel like I'm at home.

Bras: Part 2

2007-09-06T16:40:00.000-07:00

After the meeting, I went over to the ladies room with my bag of new bras. I’m walking along down the hallway, bopping along passing the receptionist, as she knows what I’m about to do. I give her the look of frustration. You know, girls talk about their boobs and stuff to one another. Of course I needed to tell someone about my suffering. This would be the 3rd new bra I was about to put on.

Of course today may be a bad day to have them on, as I’m in my bloating days, but if I can’t feel comfortable during these days, then I should just go off and kill!

It’s 4:35pm. I’m thinking I’m about done here. Why not just go home? Soon enough I’ll prepare myself to leave and once I get into my car, THE BRA IS COMING OFF!!

I can relax and let the puppies loose. I love my personal time. I also love that I can drive home alone and not ride the train with my puppies loose. I mean, imagine being on the train and spotting a chick whose chilling? The poor girl would have all the guys on the train looking right at them.

Ha ha...I remember telling this guy to stop looking at me. He said, "I'm not looking at you." I said to him, "YES YOU ARE! NOW TURN THE FUCK AROUND!"

True story. I not only yell at bad men, but I beat them too.

Well I came down the stairs and he was facing the platform looking for the train. When he saw me, he turned his body completely around and started looking at me up and down. This upset me. I felt uncomfortable. What was I suppose to do? Let him look at me up and down and stand there like I was being sold? So I told him to turn around. Funny how he said he wasn't looking at me. Umm...him turning around and looking right at me was not proof enough?? Whatever. So his friend told him to calm down and leave me alone. I think he might of thought I was nuts, but I wasn't. I just didn't like what he was doing.

Okay, so I'm off to see the wizard. LET THE PIGEONS LOOSE!!

Bras

2007-09-06T14:24:00.000-07:00

I hate wearing them. Have I said so before? Yes, yes I’m sure I have. I detest them with a passion. But how else am I gonna keep these puppies in shape? Although they say that's a myth. That wearing a bra will help support your breast and keep them from sagging. I don't know about that.

I got dressed this morning. Boobs were a bit bloated yesterday. We all know why. Surprise!! You’re early. Okay, so I put on my fantastic bra and get dressed. I’m at work feeling crappy. I wanna take off this bra and put on my big sweater and let them hang loose. But I can’t. I couldn’t do any work. My mind was on how much pressure I was feeling from how tight my bra was feeling. Oh fuck! I can’t take it!!

I get up from my desk and head down the block for my car. I drive over to a store and try on a few bras. “Hmm…these feel nice…so far.” I buy 4 bras and head back to work. I walk over to the kitchen and microwave my lunch and head to the ladies room to change into a new bra.

Okay, so I walk out wearing my new bra. I get my food and go to my desk. I’m testing this out, see, and I gotta know if this bra is gonna make me nuts or if it’s gonna make me feel better. But somehow I don’t feel any better. As I sit wearing this new bra, I feel like it’s cutting off my air. Like I have some metal plate pressing against my chest between my boobs. Wire freaking bras SUCK!! Why can’t I just wear a training bra? I can’t. I have not worn one since I was 10. By 13, my boobs were a B-cup. It wasn’t fun, nor sexy. Although Johnny almost made me bend over again, after I bent over to pick up the pencil I had dropped. He noticed them.

So, I go back to the ladies room and change out of this bra and into another new one. I go back to my desk trying to figure out how I’m feeling. Jesus!! I bought the bras that I thought were a good fit. And here I am feeling like I have on a back brace!!

I…..can’t……breathe!

At this point, I was determined to just take it off and switch to the sweater I mentioned earlier. Wasn’t such a bad idea, except I had a meeting to go to and someone’s gonna notice the boobs. They always do. You men can’t just go through your presentation without staring at some boobs, huh? No you can’t.

So I decided to keep on the bra til after the meeting. I didn’t have time. All the frustration I was going through, threw me off the time. I felt it getting tighter and tighter. My back screaming for help as well. How much longer do I need to wear this?!!

To be continued……

Miss Teen USA gets a 2nd CHANCE!

2007-08-28T14:35:00.001-07:00

An LJ Moment

2007-08-28T10:07:00.000-07:00

So like, the people of America don't know about the maps because of Iraq and South Africa and we need education for the maps. Uhhh, but some of the maps are not good and then Amercian people get lost and can't find the troops in Iraq and some of the South Africans. But if we teached them about maps, they won't get lost too much and Iraq....the people who are American and are in Iraq would be able to find the places on the map.

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Tuesday

2007-08-28T09:11:00.001-07:00

So how do I feel about Tuesdays? I sure don't feel crappy on Tuesdays like I do on Mondays. I guess today will be a day of just me working and not talking to anyone. I usually don't anyway, when I'm busy that is. But the guys I sit next to, well, I don't talk to them much. When I first started, I tried making friends. But soon after that I saw they were sort of clickish. You know, in their own group. So I just didn't feel the love. So I decided not to pay attention to them. So I just come in and sit down and I don't say hi or bye. Rude right? Well if you find that you don't get along with someone, why be fake? And fake I am not. If I like you, I'll go out of my way to be nice. That is, if I get the same back. But one of the guys here, I can't stand. All he does is talk about himself. He's this pretty boy that I'm just dying to beat the crap out of. Well long story and no I do not like him. However, he does remind me of my ex boyfriend, from high school. Loser.

Anyway, let's see how my Tuesday ends up later today. It's only 9:15 now. :)

Happy Monday

2007-08-27T16:28:00.000-07:00

No one ever likes Mondays. So what's new. I say hi to you and you're like..."Yeah....it's monday. It sucks." Everyone says that. Everyone also says TGIF on fridays. Does it ever get old? "THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY, RIGHT?!!" Yeah, that God, alright. I mean, in two days it's gonna be Monday, so should I be happy?

Well my Monday morning sucked, but as the day went on, I got all my work done. Then at about 3pm, I started to work on this project that I got last week. There's no deadline, but I wanna get this done quick. Too many numbers to work with. That sucks.

Well, I have decided that I am going to leave work. I can't stand it anymore. That and I had too much chocolate today and now my bra is tight and killing me. THAT sucks.

LJ Sunday Post

2007-08-26T10:26:00.001-07:00

It looks like it's gonna rain today. And in all the months I've been out here in California, I haven't heard the sweet sounds of thunder since I was home in NY. It's pretty cool to hear them, cause we do need rain here. Oooooh just listen to them roar, wow. I'm all excited for some heavy down pouring rain. I wanna run in the rain and get soaked. Last time I did that, I was in Puerto Rico. I was 15. Wow, I think it's time for another trip back there, huh? I'm trying to remember exactly, but I think it started raining while we were inside. Then they said let's go out and walk in the rain. So we did. Or it could be that we got caught in the rain. So many years ago, I can't remember. Anyway, we all walked in the pouring rain. It was warm. I would walk through the puddles. It was fun.

Oh wait, that's not true. That wasn't the last time I got caught in the rain. I was running home, in Queens, because it was raining. I had on a white t-shirt. That's the reason. Can't wear a white t-shirt and get caught in the rain. Nope. Well, just hearing the thunder and having some rain would be nice.

Tried getting my laptop to work. Wanted to get some work done at home this weekend. It wasn't logging on to the company site. I almost drop kicked my laptop because there is no such thing as wireless on this laptop of mine. I'm gonna have to talk to the tech team tomorrow about it. Wireless?? Yeah right. I still have to connect a wire to the wireless router here. So don't give me that crap about me being able to go wireless, cause I'm stuck here at my desk and I'd rather be outside on the patio working WIRELESS!!

Excuse me while I curse like a sailor....

&*#)((&^#^&(#E* #^@#&()#*$^@#(**#$ @#^^#%*(@& $()@# @#*)@#)*(^@#(*@ stupid &#(#@#**^ @##@)_ lying *#*#@)(&#@^#*)(#!!!!

So, at some point today I must do my hair. I'm thinking I might just let it dry curly for the next couple of days. Then on Wednesday I'll straighten it out. Doing my hair is a job that I should pay myself for. Though I love my hair, my arms get tired of holding my awesome blow dryer.

So I think I'll head out to do some shopping now. Bored out of my mind. Today I'll just clean up at home, watch a movie and then stress out that tomorrow is Monday and I have a meeting first thing in the morning, which will get in the way of the work I need to do first thing in the morning!! $(*#@#)*!! I just hope it's not too long. At least it's not one of those all day meetings. I sort of wanna hang myself now for the ones that are coming up in October. *sigh* And the best part of it is, it's ALL WOMEN!!! Oh how I loathe working with women. But this job was cool. Many perks, room for growth, you know.... I just don't like working with women much. :(

2007-08-21T22:42:00.001-07:00

Booboo

2007-08-20T21:06:00.001-07:00

It's been a week now since my dog died. The one true love of my life. Your pet will always be loyal to you. He was everything to me. He always wanted to be held and fed. Ha. Several months ago, Booboo and I were home having dinner. Well he watched me eat mine while he let his get cold. It got annoying, but I always manage to give him a little something and mix it up with his food. He always ate it.

A week ago, he was alive. Today I ask my sister where he was and she said in the room. He was cremated this week. There lies a box with his remains inside. I'm not sure what to do about it. Should I bury him in the back yard or scatter him about the neighborhood? I was thinking we would keep him in an urn and just have a memorial area for him. I just don't know. This is my first time losing a pet. I wonder if I'll ever get another dog. I just know I miss him a lot.

My sister can't sleep. She's been crying and sleeping in the living room. I look down to find him and he's not there. It's just so strange. 17 years he's been with me. He was just great. He always manage to sniff out the bad boys I dated, by barking at them and then biting them on the ankle. I knew when he acted up, that I would soon be dumping that guy. They always turned out to be assholes anyway.

So instead of seeing this sad picture of him, I want to remember him this way.

Booboo 1990 - 2007

2007-08-13T00:25:00.001-07:00

2007-08-10T14:58:00.001-07:00

Sad week for me.

Found ants running all over my kitchen counter. Gross. Friend past away on Tuesday and news of my dog not doing well, just got me all sad.

Couldn't make it to NY for the funeral, but called everyone to talk to them. Today she was buried. But I'll fly down to NY shortly to see my family and her family and visit her grave. She was always there for me. I just feel bad I couldn't fly down for the funeral. But I'm sure she understands.

As for the dog, well he's 17 years old now. And my sister and I have had him since we were teen agers. So far he's been doing great. In all his years he had us and we treated him well. He was close to me and my younger sister. Although he took to me more than with anyone else. Now that I've been gone these past few months, I'm sure he misses me even though he has my sister to spend time with. He's been having sezuires lately and well, that's not a good thing. So now he's on another medication, which is 4 now and now we have to see how he does on it. Doctor says his kidneys and liver are well. His heart is still the same, with the murmur, but he may have a tumor which is causing the sezuires. He would have them, say twice a year, 3 tops. And now he's having them more often. Anyway, in all, he is now not looking so well. Falling down every now and then. It's happening now. So my sister and I are talking about the possibility of putting him to rest.

I love my dog more than anything and I know this has to be done. This is gonna hurt me deeply. :(

Miss riding the trains in NY. But I'm pretty happy here in California. I've always wanted to be here. It's like I knew this was the place for me to be. But I'm sure going home to NY will excite me. I'll have many things to do. Many people to see and possibly beat. Fun! Yay!

Today I'm working from home. My new job allows me to do so. Sweet. Things are looking up as far as work. Learning alot of things and the people here are pretty nice. Except for a few people that sit by me. They must have me pegged as a cranky bitchy girl. Cause I don't talk to them. I bet they even talk about me, saying I'm strange. But strange or not, I just feel like they're not my cup of tea. I could say hi, but when I did say good morning or night, I just felt like I was wasting my time. So I stop being nice and decided not to bother. Works. It's my idea of being real. Being who I truely am. Which is how I've been all my life. But at times I tried not to be rude and talk to people, but as you get older, you learn.

Just yapping along here. Looking forward to a good weekend and lots of sex. ;)

An LJ Moment in Medieval Times.

2007-08-01T12:29:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time in a land close by, a group of women contacted a girl with long dark beautiful flowing hair, about an evil man who was lerking around town telling many women lies and mushy love stuff. They were all hurt by this man as they found out he was telling each of them lies.

“He told me I was breathtakingly beautiful and that we fit perfect.” One said. “He told me the same and wrote a love story about me.” Another girl shouted, “OH MY HEAVEN’S LORD, HE DID THAT TO ME TOO! And that I was the love of his life…”

The women, all angry, spoke at once about the evil man going around hurting all the innocent women in the town.

“We were all told you had hurt him deeply, that you gave him beatings when he only wanted to brush your beautiful long dark flowing hair.” “Yes, yes, he said that he tried to make you feel better by massaging you and wrapping you up in a warm blanket afterwards, but you got up and slapped him and called him a liar when he was confused at your actions, for he had done nothing wrong but love you.” The women all quiet, waited for the girl to respond.

“Yes. I slapped him.” The women were now mumbling in shock to each other. “It is true, my friends, I have slapped him, for he had deceived me. He had deceived me many times deeply.” “What did he do?” One woman asked. “My dear friends, he had hidden a wife from me.” All the women shocked, could not believe this. “Oh my lord, a wife? Hidden?” The girl stepped down from the stage she was standing on, and walked in the middle of the crowd. There she approached a stool that just happened to be there and she sat down. She motioned with her hands for all the women to sit as well, on the dirty ground.

As the girl spoke about her bad experience with the evil man, the women were shocked. Their eyes opened wide. Some in tears after hearing how he made her hopes come crashing down in disappointment. How he lied and left her alone. How she had to deal with his wife and listen to her cry over her husband's repeated infidelities. And even after that, he would buy his wife an engagement ring for their anniversary, in which the wife would call the girl to tell her, while they were on their way to an anniversary vacation. Some angry at themselves for having fell for all his charming lies. “HE SHOULD BURN!” Shouts one woman. And all the women agreed, chanting over and over, “BURN, BURN, BURN, BURN!” “STICK HIM IN THE OL’ IRON CAGE! YEAH!” “BRING OUT THE GIBBET!”

The long haired beauty gets up. “Shhhhhh, my ladies, shhhhh. We must not retaliate this way, for it is wrong.” A woman in the crowd says, “But he did you wrong, my lady. You were wronged by this evil man. He made you look like you were the evil one. He hurt your feelings.” “.. and made you cry!” Shouted another. “I know my dear, I know. But what can we do? Burning him would be wrong and we would get into trouble. My dear friends, we must NOT let this man ruin our lives. We must forget what he has done, as one day all that he has done to us will come to him and when it does, justice would have been served.”

“What will happen, my queen?” The long haired girl smiles and laughs. “My dear, I am not your Queen, I am but a woman just as you. A women who was a victim just as you were all. I am with you and I feel your pain. But together we must get over the hurt that this evil man has cause us all and pray that he does not find another woman who will fall for his lies.” A woman gets up as asks, “But what if there is another victim and we are too late?” All the women sat quietly staring at the girl as she stood there in the middle of the crowd. “My dear women, if we are too late, we have no choice but to leave this in God’s hands.” The crowd boos. “LADIES, please. We must PRAY that no one gets hurt and that this evil man stops his lies before it is too late.”

The crowd gets silent as she stands looking around at everyone. “…but I must tell you all, we ARE too late. He has another and she is blind, of course, as she does not know the truth of this evil man.” The women all start speaking to one another. “Oh no, this can’t be true.” One said. “My pain is still so fresh from his lies. And if this is true…oh I can’t bare it.” Says another.

A woman leans over to the long dark haired beauty and asks, "My Queen, can we help this poor woman?" She sighs and says, "I think it's too late. She has fallen deep to this evil man and his false stories. She may not be ready to come to the realization of this. We'll have to see. But from what I've been told, she is indeed lost in his charms."

She turns to the crowd and says, “Ladies, I know this is hard to take, my dear women, but we must be strong. Remember there are other men out there who are true and not sick as this evil man. We must make it our mission to find them and ignore this evil man. He is looking for our attention with his lies. He will try to upset you. He will try to upset you deeply so that you can reach out to him. But you must NOT! You must ignore him when and if he contacts you. My women, you are not weak and if you do respond….”

A woman interrupted the long dark haired beauty by pulling on her dress. She looked down at the woman sitting there. The woman looks up and says, “I have responded to him, my Queen.” The crowd roars in disappointment. “….I answered him when he reached out to me, and after I was angry at him for lying to me. He was charming and he got to me! I’m sorry.”

The crowd growing loud and angry, she says, “My dear women, Shhhhhh, women please. Quiet. Do not be upset with her, for she was weak then, but is not now.” The long haired beauty looks back at the girl and asks, “…are you weak now, my dear?” She looked up at the Queen and said no. “I can not hear you, my dear. Are you weak?” Then the woman gets up from the dirt floor and shouts, “NO! I AM NOT WEAK! NOR SHALL I EVER BE!” And all the women all stand up and cheer.

“YOU ARE NOT WEAK, MY DEAR WOMEN! YOU ARE STRONG! YOU WILL NOT BE DEFEATED. YOU WILL MOVE ON AND FORGET ABOUT THIS EVIL MAN!” The women cheered and danced. Some even hugged each other. But as the long dark haired beauty walked through the crowd, shaking the hands of the happy women, she spotted a woman in a far corner, away from the crowd, looking at all the women. She looked curious, yet upset, as if she had disapproved all the women cheering. And soon enough, she had disappeared, leaving the long dark haired beauty to think who that was and if she was okay. Could that have been the evil man's next victim?

Women

2007-07-31T14:50:00.000-07:00

Women of all color, sizes, races and ages are in a room. Some of them in their 20s, some in their 30s and the others in their 40s and 50s. Women all together in a room for hours. Women talking, laughing, often one woman grabbing her boobs she talks.

To be in a room full of women, is an experience to be had….or not. But in this room, you will see the “strong and confident.” The “sexy, strong and confident.” The “sexy, funny and confident.” The “funny and not confident.” The “crabby, insecure, but comes off as confident” and the “insecure wise-ass” with the big hips. WHAT?!

The “sexy, funny and confident” woman talks to everyone. She gets along with everyone, but gets along the best with the “strong and confident,” the “sexy, strong and confident” and the “funny and not confident.” The “crabby, insecure, but comes off as confident,” gets along with the “strong and confident,” the “insecure wise-ass,” the “sexy, strong and confident and the “funny and not so confident.” But does not show the “sexy, funny, confident” woman any attention, especially when she speaks and says something funny. Everyone laughs except for the crabby insecures. One insecure gives off a fake laugh. It was obvious she was not digging this chick.

The “sexy, strong and confident” woman is in her late 40s…well everyone gets along with her. And of course, she’s the boss!! Everyone else, are all managers. The “sexy, funny and confident” woman is tall, while the insecures are short. Seems like all the confident woman are tall, including the wise-ass.

Why are some of the women giving off attitudes? Does any of this make sense?

Women are always competing with each other. A woman can be your best friend. The one that will protect you from the evils of this world (one example…men), or a woman can be your worst enemy. A full on nightmare.

Women are insecure beings. When a good looking woman walks by, 4 out of 6 women watching her go by will silently go through an insecure moment, while the other two will not care.

Women will get dressed up to impress other women. Women will post sexy pictures of themselves to not only attract a man, but to show other women how sexy they are. A woman will worry about her dress, even if she has to engage in an illegal act of perhaps pushing another woman, with the same dress, over the railing to her death, so that she would be the best looking woman at the party. Women have many issues. It’s why men can’t understand us. But the real question here, after I’ve written a novel here, is why are women not all very friendly with other women?

Of course I know the answer to that, but why do women act so silly?

2007-07-30T15:37:00.000-07:00

To My Dear Wife,

You will surely understand that I have certain needs that you, being 54years old, can no longer satisfy. I am very happy with you and I value you as a good wife. Therefore, after reading this letter, I hope that you will not wrongly interpret the fact that I will be spending the evening with my 18 year-old secretary at the Comfort Inn Hotel. Please don't be upset - I shall be home before midnight .

Yours truely...
_________________

When the man came home late that night, he found the following letter on the dining room table:

My Dear Husband,

I received your letter and thank you for your honesty about my being 54years old. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that you are also 54 years old. As you know, I am a math teacher at our local college. I would like to inform you that while you read this, I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with Michael, one of my students, who is also the assistant tennis coach. He is young, virile, and like your secretary, is 18 years old. As a successful businessman who has an excellent knowledge of Math, you will understand that we are in the same situation, although with one small difference - 18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 goes into 18.

Therefore, I will not be home until sometime tomorrow.

YOURS truely,

2007-07-23T11:29:00.000-07:00

Today it rained for the first time since I've been here. Maybe the second, as the first rain drops were drizzle. But today as I drove to work, I had the wipers wiping along as I drove WITHOUT MY NAVIGATION SYSTEM!!

WOO HOO!!

Yes, it's true. I drove to work without it. Sure, it's easy now, but having it with you is handy. I can tell it I want to go home and it'll show me the way. But if I want to make a right turn here and a left turn there, I don't worry about it, cause it's gonna tell me another way to get home.

Lovely.

Why didn't I have this back in New York? I could have visited people in the Bronx. Wait! Who do I know in the Bronx?

Buck Fush

2007-07-23T11:28:00.000-07:00

...that just made me laugh. ;)

2007-07-18T13:04:00.000-07:00

Well, today is a slow day at work. Everyone around me is off somewhere, so I don't hear them yapping. A co-worker is sick today and I have been having PMS symtoms for a week now and nothing has happened yet. So I found a few other women in the office here with the same problem. One said that perhaps it was our cycles finding it's way to come on the same week. Who said that to me before? Whatever the case, I found myself bloated beyond belief this weekend. I wanted to shoot myself. I was going nuts. By monday, I had lost all the water weight and found my body back to a slimmer look. Thank god. But it's back to being bloated once again.

I find myself getting angry as I drive now. I notice alot of people, and I mean A LOT of people, driving with their cell phone. People can't seem drive out of their parking space without talking on their cell phone. I can't understand that. If i'm backing up out of my space from in between two cars, I will not be on the phone chatting. I guess cause I can't do that to well. Ha! But that bothers me cause if they're not paying close attention, they could easily hit me. And I don't want that. I'm also not sure why women need to apply make up during the morning rush. I mean, can't you wait til you get in the office to do that? Are you that insecure that you would risk getting into an accident just so you can look pretty for people at work? Truth is, sometimes you don't look that pretty with make up on. So why do it at all? If I'm applying make up, I do this at home before I leave work. And if I don' t put on any, then I won't put any on at all. But if I really want to put on make up, I'll put on a little when I get to work and NOT while I'm in the car. I just don't understand you women. *sigh*

So far things have been okay, while drivng to work. It's so much better than walking 15 blocks in the summer heat or the winter and then getting on a crowded train. I can just sit nice and comfortable on my way to work. And the best part is, if I'm feeling crampy, I can turn on the seat warmer and warm away my buns and lower back. Ahhh....my car heating pad. I love it!! Love those leather seats too! Well this morning I turned it on and soon after that, I was in heaven. But was shortly interupted by a girl in a dirty pick up truck driving on my ass. I see lots of women drivers in the morning. And most of these women drive these trucks. But I can't see why you'd want to drive a dirty pick up truck to a corporate environment. GET A SMALLER CLEAN CAR, BITCH!! I know, I know. What do I know about her life and what she can and can't afford to drive, right? I shouldn't judge. No one should judge a person they don't know. But that dirty girl pissed me off.

A man in a pick up truck was driving on my ass yesterday. So while I was driving slow, he passed me and took off. Then I started to speed up, passing him. Don't you just get pissed off when a person does that? They drive slow in front of you and the minute you move lanes, they start to speed up? The best part is, you're trying to move over to the right lane so you can exit shortly. You see you have enough room to make the switch. So you signal and start to move, but the asshole starts to speed up, causing you to stay in your lane. Why do these fuckers do this? Man I so wanna beat the fuck out of someone just for that. Even if you don't own a car and just ride a bike, I just want to beat the living shit out of you.

Well, at the end of the day, I'm safe at work and safe at home. ;)

2007-07-05T21:59:00.000-07:00

I haven't felt the heat yet here. Although it's been hot, it hasn't been NY hot. I guess in NY it's different. You have all the cars, the trains, millions of hot sweaty people. It's hard to enjoy the weather when it's that hot. You gotta have a pool in your back yard. Take a dip in it and dry off naturally. If you get hot again, you can jump back into the pool.

That's the life I lead now. Hot? Let's jump in the pool. Where am I going with this? Don't know, but I do know I'm falling asleep and soon I won't make sense.

I mean, when do I really?

Celebration Of Her Life

2007-07-01T15:01:00.001-07:00

Tomorrow makes one year since my aunt had passed away. The months before her death was hard as we all hoped that she would be okay and pull out of it. One minute it was bad, then she woke up and smiled and we all thought that maybe she would be fine. But we all knew she wasn't going to get better. The cancer had gotten worse and seeing her fall apart was the worse thing I had ever seen with my own eyes.

Months earlier, the family was all together at a party. She was there smiling, laughing and joking with everyone. Being herself. I took pictures of her with my dad and my uncle. The 3 of them together. Always smiling and happy when they were all together. Then I had not seen her again, til we got the news that she was sick.

We couldn't understand how this all happened, as none of us knew what was truely wrong. But at the same time, I believe she didn't want to know what was wrong. I think she knew she would get bad news if she went in. But when she did, she was right. She had lung cancer. The minute we found out, my family went to see her. I was somewhere and could not make it out to see her. My parents came home and told me they saw her and that things were okay. But this was before we all knew what was wrong with her, so I was happy. She had come home, only to go back two weeks later. That was the last time she would see her home.

The months were tough. I had gone to see her and the minute I saw her, tears ran out of my eyes like a water facet. I stepped out quickly and held on to my sister as we both cried silently in the other room. My mother would motion to us to stay in the other room. It was bad. She had lost all her hair and she did not look well. I can't explain it all, but the visions will never leave my mind. This would be the first death in my life that would move me inside out, beside my uncle dying of Aids when I was 18 years old. This would open my eyes to knowing that soon my parents would be next. I got home that day and cried in my room. My stomach was upside down and empty, but I kept crying. She wasn't dead yet, but I knew this wouldn't turn around.

She was put under heavy medication because she was in a lot of pain. For weeks I wondered if she would wake up. And the more she was under, the more I regretted not coming out to see her that day when my family went up. I was dying inside. I would never see her again. I would never talk to her again. I didn't know what to do anymore.

One day the phone rang. My mother was on the other end telling me that she was up and talking. I got excited. I rushed out to see her. I walked inside and there she was, laying in bed looking out the window at the sunshine coming in. The image burned in my head as I see this once again a year later. I entered the room and she looked over to me and my dad and her eyes lit up and she smiled. "Hey babe!" She always said Babe. We walked over and gave her a kiss and spent time talking her. She was smiling and happy to see us. But she also knew that when the family came over like that, this was it. We had stayed for a long time, so we had to go. But before I left, I told her that I loved her and she said she loved me. I also said I'd see her later. But of course, she knew we wouldn't. I wonder how she must have felt watching me walk away. That, I'll never know.

And now it is one year later. I still miss her dearly and still hear her calling everyone babe. Tears are still in my eyes. I grew up always seeing her face. But this is life. Our dear ones will all leave us one day and we must all struggle to keep our heads up and move on. It's sad that this is how it is, but that's just life. And now when I see the fire works, to me, that will be a celebration of her life.

:)

2007-06-27T16:01:00.000-07:00

I'm walking down the hallway and I stop to look out the window. It's not the West Side Highway anymore and I can't see the statue of Liberty. I'm looking out to the streets and the highways of California. Umm, excuse me..."freeways."

I stop for a few seconds cause I don't wanna get caught looking out the window and not working, but it's amazing how I just packed up my things and left New York. People do it all the time, but this is a first for me and I'm glad I did it. So far things have been great. And I can't even imagine going back home to live in Queens. Not after I've had the pleasures of coming home to a lovely home and jumping into the pool each day. Sure, I can have that in New York, but can I look up and see palm trees like the ones out here?

So while I look out the window, I think to myself how all this is so amazing. I once drove down that street looking up at all these buildings saying to myself, "I wanna work right there." Sure enough, I'm looking back down on those streets smiling to myself. I had accomplished just that.

Ex-Wives Club

2007-06-18T21:24:00.000-07:00

"I'M NOT GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE!!" "I HATE YOU! I DON'T DESERVE THIS!!"

Here you see a group of women going through therapy because of their cheating husbands (And a few men, but mostly women). I'm sure there are many women out there that can use the help. Or maybe finally get a clue and do something about the dishonest ahole. Divorcing the bastard is one thing. Getting over all the hurt he caused you is the second. And this is why these 3 ladies, Angie, Star and Marla, think you'll need them.

They get to scream out their frustration. It's like a boot camp. The instructors try to get them upset to a point where they scream and come to realize how they've been badly mistreated.

Afterwards, they’ll sit and reflect on the many years they spent with the man that disrespected them over and over again.

Will this help women all around the world come to the realization of the disappointing male in their life? Will this bring the divorce rate up now? I hope so, only because there are millions of people out there getting their hearts stomped all over. These kinds of people need to be taught a lesson. Especially those that think it's okay to cheat on their wife over and over again.

Watch the show. Take charge of your life!

And now for a special message from LJ.

It Does Nothing For Me

2007-06-16T14:50:00.000-07:00

I'd like to be brutally honest here. The other day, I was out having lunch with a few girls. One of the girls was a friend of this co-worker. She came along to our lunch meeting. Though it was fun to chat up and eat some great food, I got annoyed and almost stuck my finger down my throat.

To make a long story short, she went on about herself the whole time. She does this, she does that. I have this, I have that. I get annoyed with people that like to brag. Sure, we all don't have what she has...or shall I speak for myself, cause I don't know the other girls that well yet. But the one thing she didn't have was a t.v. Well I have two right now and I love them. I can pretty much watch t.v. in my living room or in the bedroom if I wanted to. Shit, if I wanted to do my workout, which consists of jumping jacks and running up and down my stairs 10 times, I can keep BOTH my TVs on and watch a show when I'm upstairs and then when I'm downstairs. Am I bragging? Dang, I think I am.

Well, she went on about how she doesn't bother watching t.v. Apparently she's too good to watch it. She would rather spend time in her home cooking, reading, cleaning and doing her Thai Chi. Wow, I'm impressed....NOT. Come on, I really don't care if you don't watch t.v. But I do and I enjoy it. What is she trying to say? Is she better than all of us who watch t.v.? Does that mean that people who like to watch t.v. are beneath her? Are not as smart as she thinks she is? Does that make me less than you cause you don't watch it or own one?

Whatever. Why don't you go fly a kite, while I watch my fucking shows. And bite me too.

I'm cranky, yes. Hope I don't ever see her again.

What I Thought Would Be Hard, Was Easy.

2007-06-06T14:07:00.000-07:00

So being that I'm from NY, I rarely had to drive a lot. Where I once lived, it was hard to get a parking space. And if you had a car, you'd go nuts trying to find a garage to rent each month. Then if you found one, it was probably full of crap and it made you worry that your car would get damage. That's what happen with Tomas and his car. For about two months we were worried that the old man's tools would fall over and scratch his brand new car. On top of that, he had a shelf hanging above the car and it looked like it was gonna fall over.

We found another garage which was two garages down from the old man's and this one was clean and empty. It was a 3 car garage, but it was only Tomas' car and some other guy's car on the other side. So the middle was empty and we loved it. I sometimes planted a beach chair in the spot and watched Tomas work on his car. Or was it a dream I had?

Well, out here in California, Tomas has his car in a garage as well. The garage is attached to the house. But it's only a one car garage. I have to find a spot out in the street. Boo hoo. But not so boo hoo. The spots are right out in front of the house, so it's not a big deal. I look out my window and there's my baby.

Enough about garages, let's get to the point of my post here. I didn't bother buying a car cause you could walk, take a bus or ride the train. And if you had a bike, you rode that too. If I wanted to go somewhere, most likely I had someone drive me around or I'd borrow my dad's car. I lived in NY all my life and I would still get lost there. So what I thought would be hard, turned out to be easy. What was that? Well I thought driving around california would be hard. Now I wasn't doing cross country driving. I just drove over to the next town.

This morning I had to drive my car back to the dealership. I had to fix something...which was nothing...(a spot on the trunk) and then I headed over to where I will be working. I avoided the highway today, so that I can see what other routes I could take to work. I used a navigation system. It was wonderful. It took me where I needed to go and back home, without me wondering where the hell I was and what if I got lost and never got back home. Leave it to me and I'll keep driving on and on and won't look up to read the signs. But with my navigator, I just listen to the chick speak.

"Lani dear, in .3 miles you'll need to turn right on BlackJack road." Sweet!! She let's me know ahead of time. So I turn left. "Uhh Lani sweetheart, I said right on BlackJack road, not left. Allow me to recalculate." Then she recalculates and tells me, "Okay sweetheart, make a Uturn and do it quick. There's a coppa on it's way and it's illegal to do it here. TURN NOW!" So I make the Uturn real quick, feeling the handling of the car. I smile. It felt good. I felt like I was driving a BMW, racing down the road.

Anyway, my point is, what I thought was gonna be hard, turned out to be easy. I listened to the chick and followed her instructions. I got to my destinations without any problems. I'm proud of myself. (Tears forming in her eyes) Though everyone is use to this kind of stuff, to me it's all brand new. I do, however, miss taking the train to Delancy street in New York. Especially Clinton Avenue. Anyway, kudos to me for using the navigation system. ;)

La Nouvelle Voiture de Lani.

2007-06-01T16:12:00.000-07:00

I can't be any happier. I have finally bought myself a car! Yeah!! I love it. Straight out the show room, I drove my baby home. Tomas and I were gonna share his car for a while, but after having tried to drive stick shift, I said forget it. I want a car that's automatic. I will eventually learn how to drive stick, but for now, learning to drive stick before I start my job...well that's pressure. And driving here in California is crazy. You thought New York was tough. Forget 'bout it.

So last night, Tomas and I drove out to the beach. It was a nice drive over. We wound up going to Laguna beach and to the top of the hills. "This is Laguna, huh?" Well I've visited Laguna before, but this time I got to go up the hills. I believe it's called the Top of the World. Well maybe the locals call it that. When you get to the top, you see everything. It's beautiful. So we were driving along and we came across this street. It was a steep up hill road. We both looked up like we were deers caught in headlights. "We're going up THAT street?!" I ask. Well yes we were.

So we waited our turn to go up the hill. This hill was a monster hill, so each person waited til the car in front of them made it to the top. Now it was our turn. Tomas says go and I ask if I really had to. So I stepped on the gas and off we went. "Ahhhhhhh......" Tomas and I were as we drove up the road. Man, what a rush that was. But after we got to the top, I said I wasn't going down that hill. No freaking way. I wasn't gonna risk messing up my brand new car just to go down some hill. Crazy. No freaking way.

So I kept driving up. Up, up, up. Does this ever stop? Okay, finally we get to a park and I enter the parking lot and park away from all the cars. Come on, it was late and there was only 3 cars. But of course, I'll park away from all cars when I go to Target and other stores. ha ha ha

So we park, take pictures of the car and walk off to view the sites. Wow, this sure isn't Queens. Do I miss Queens? No. I stood there and looked out and this is what I saw. Down below were some mtn bikers. There was a bike trail near by. Will I ride it? Don't know. I don't have a bike anymore. And now that I bought a car, when will I spend 2k for a bike? I guess I'll figure that out shortly.

So while we were looking out, a man and his dog walked by us. They stopped by us to drink some water. We were standing next to a water fountain and below was a doggie bowl. You don't see that in New York. So he walks over and places fresh clean water in the bowl for his dog. We stand there watching the lovely dog and then looking out into the sunset. The man looks at Tomas and asks, "Do you know her?" I looked over at the man and then Tomas. It was a strange question, but we both laughed and I ask Tomas if I knew him. Then Tomas said to the man, "Yes, she's my girlfriend." We all smiled. He said to Tomas, "She is beautiful." I blushed and I said thank you. His voice was sexy. He looked like some movie star. Wish I knew the guy's name. An older gentlemen. And he continues to talk to Tomas and asks if he's in college. He responds by saying no and tells him his age and if he notices his gray hairs. There was some more chit chat as he stood there waiting for his dog to finish and then he said good night and we all parted ways.

California people are so nice, or so they seem. Or was he trying to lour us in and make us shoot porn videos? Was he attracted to my curly hair and boobies? We weren't sure, but somehow it was strange that the man started talking to us by asking Tomas who I was. Is this how you California people act? Cause if it's yes, I'm going to find myself more parnoid than I was in NY when I kept watching over my shoulder for some psycho man to pop out from behind the peed on garbage cans.

Well, I bought a car, yes. And I now feel like a woman. Although with these boobs I have felt like a woman since I was 15, but now that I have more responsibilities, it's just so different. Well, I'm gonna stop now. I'm gonna check on my car for the 8th time in the past hour. :)

2007-05-31T07:39:00.000-07:00

New and exciting things in my life these days. Finally away from New York. I haven't missed it yet. But I'm really happy out here. I get to meet new people and if I don't want to meet new people, I can just keep to myself. I don't have to worry about running into people I don't want to see. I ran into my ex-boyfriend from the 8th grade, right before I left. He's still a bit strange. Always was. Thank god I had good sense to drop him. He just wasn't the right one. But then I was only 13 years old. Sorry Manuel dear.

So being out here has been fun so far. We've been spending a lot of money this past month. :( But we'll pay it all off shortly. I start my new job in two weeks. I'm excited. New people, new faces and a new position with more money. Not that much, but more.

What's exciting for me today is....I'll be buying my very first car today. Back in New York I never cared for one. I use to walk everywhere for everything. New York is a great place to live without a car. The train was in every direction. The bus was too. And then the grocery store was down a couple of blocks and if you didn't want to go there, you could just walk to your corner store. And while you were at it, you would play lotto for 2 bucks. :)

So for months I had my eye on a certain car. While walking to the train, I would see the car sitting there and I'd look at it and say to myself that I wanted it. But then there was the VW GTI. I was wondering if I should go for that instead. It's so nice. I love the inside. Leather everything. :) While driving this car, I got to experience it's fast. And it was quite fast. So fast that I said it wasn't for me. But the car I will buy today is fast too. But I don't think it's as fast as the GTI. After test driving the other car, I felt comfortable in it while I drove it. And that's important. In the GTI, I didn't feel as secure as I did in the other car. So I was sold. Of course, I was sold on other things. But in trying to keep it simple, I went all out and added the leather and all the other goodies that didn't come with it if I went with the cheaper version. But in the end, it was still affordable. Thanks to Tomas' ability to haggle with the sales man. We got the car for less than their invoice price. I hear this is good, yes? ha ha ha. I'm happy. It's a brand new 2007....I'll post the photo up later. :)

Well, I should go back to bed and enjoy the time I have off before I go back to work. I'm sure I'll be leaving home around 7 to get to work at 8. I'm not sure what time I'll pick, as I have 3 time options to start. I just have to figure out the traffic since I'll be driving to work now. Wow and to think how easy it was in New York to just ride the train to work. N or the R train to Times Square and I'd walk up the stairs and there was my job, right on the corner. Ahh...those were the days.......that I should don't miss. At least not yet. Stay tuned as I come back to talk to you about life on the road.

It won't be til this evening that I'll go get the car. Meanwhile we'll be sorting out the car insurance and figure out who I'm going with. That's exciting too. Trying to get the cheapest rate. All this is new to me. Wow and to think all these years how far I've walked for things.