I’m off for a weekend getaway to visit SheeShee! Not only will it be in my first time on the west coast, it will be a record of the number of time zones I’ve crossed. Adventure calls!
Reheated frozen pizza is much tastier than it sounds!
As I sit here on my lunch break, I must share my thoughts of this morning. I went to the bathroom and while I was washing my hands, *sniff sniff* I smelled something very pretty. As I was throwing away my towel, I noticed a lovely fresh bouquet of flowers discarded in the bathroom garbage can.
I’ve spent the morning intrigued by them. What guy was trying to get out of the dog house with those babies? It was obviously some horrid situation if they were thrown out anonymously in the BATHROOM. I was tempted to take them, but besides being gross, I decided, taking discarded flowers just seems like bad juju. Even though there was a really hot pink lily. Oh well!
Forget Clay Aiken. My new favorite American Idol is William Hung, the civil engineering singing sensation. (whoever hasn’t seen it… go to his official website to view his audition.) He’s so popular, they talk about him on 96 Rock all the time. It’s like an obsession. Aye yi yi.
At least they finally gave up on Janet’s boob.
Oh yes, and to anyone who might not have me on their buddy list (maybe there is someone??) – I finally posted a TON of digital pictures.
!Que PHOTOS! (I just felt like saying something Spanglish…. could be watching too many Taco Bell “Club Chalupa” commercials)
I apologize for my lack of posts. I suppose I’ve had a few minor annoyances that would sound more like a complaint than an interesting post, though I can share them with humor now (except my stupid HSBC account… don’t go there!).
So, the search for My Newer Car continues. With Greenlee approaching 80 thousand miles and having a few funky mysterious noises, Oak and I have been test driving various newer used cars for my driving pleasure. Over Christmas-time we drove a Mini Cooper and several boring Toyotas. The Mini was hot, but not worth a $400 car payment. Toyotas are just, well, Toyotas. The salesman at Toyota was also highly annoying.
Anyhow, I decided perhaps I would like a VW Jetta. They are awfully pretty and sporty to boot. So we looked at the VW dealer, and all the used ones they had were either a)Ugly Colors or b)Had too many miles. So we drove over to Carmax, where they also appraise your vehicle. They also happened to have a
hot red Jetta that I enjoyed highly. However, I was slightly disheartened by the fact that Greenlee was appraised for a $500 trade-in value. Hellow, I still OWE more on the dumb car than that! So we left and I was mew-ing like crazy.
Anyhow, I asked the Internet what it thinks of Jettas and there are mixed reviews. Apparently random things like to break on them periodically. So, of course, I am slightly hesitant of buying one, but at the same time a good ‘ol reliable Corolla or Civic just doesn’t seem the same. Sigh! lol. Perhaps my mind will be changed if I find a Hot Purple Car. Or something.
Despite the whole car scenario, I had a lovely Valentines day! Oak got me some bling-bling (a pretty diamond solitaire necklace) along with some traditional flowers/belgian chocolate. I am such a spoiled girl, I now enjoy 3 diamonds – two in earrings and now the necklace. Muahahahahahaha!
My mom and Dave also sent us a Valentines package which of course contained the traditional Valentines marshmallow Peeps along with many other goodies. Lup lup!
OK I apologize for this not being in any particular order, but Anne also visited last week! Well, visited as in Came to Raleigh to Interview for Big Blue and whatever free time she had we went out for beers in between. Of course she had to get some Danny’s barbeque. They just don’t make the bbq right “up North”! Anyway that visit was far too short, but we had fun anyhow.
What else, what else. Oh yes, to celebrate his first day of the new job, Oak and I went to Brixx Pizza last night. Apparently this is one of the local Places To Be Seen, but we went for the pizza and cheap beer. But we were very trendy as well. Hotness.
Oh, and finally, we are having all these “severe winter warnings” for 1 inch of snow and a little bit of freezing rain. The kids here have to go to school this Saturday because they keep cancelling school due to the weather. Hahaha! I’m sure the New York readers out there will find that highly entertaining.
Well I think I may be ready to lull myself to sleep now. Night night!
Forget Aimster. Napster. The new trend is DOGSTER. Proven to give the warm fuzzies to all dog lovers out there. Now I just have to get around to adding Poo and Lu to it one day.
Oh yeah, and my new favorite website is craftster.org. I wonder why these grand names didn’t come around sooner.
I seem to have forgotten to mention how my new fitness club is going. O2 Fitness is, indeed, a yuppie fitness fiend’s dream. As you enter, giant columns with water pouring down them are behind a reception desk that’s lit up by blue neon (not as tacky as it sounds..). The locker rooms have wooden cabinets and showers with 12 foot tall glass frosted doors and a sauna to dry off. The elliptical trainers and treadmills have built-in cable TV (hellow, an episode of friends makes cardio go SO Much faster!). Not to mention custom women’s workout equipment (so you don’t have to be near the smelly dudes) and a dark “techno” workout room. The classes are also very good, though Bosu step will take some getting used to. My most favoritest thing is the Williams Sonoma grapefruit scented hand soap in the bathroom… hahaha.
The only annoyance is the high number of extremely fit and good looking people. Though I suppose they could be a motivating factor… whatevah. Anyway, things have been going well and I’ve been managing to look like what I’ve been doing for the most part. Tonight in the shower, though, I noticed a big scratch on my arm.
I usually forget where my war wounds come from. But this was a big scratch, and I wondered for a bit. Then it occurred to me.
I tried the “dark techno room” on Saturday, and for some reason I chose the treadmill. I should have done the bicycle like I originally was planning, but whatever. Unlike the other treadmills in the club, the water bottle holder was NOT big enough for my bottle. So during my jogging portion, the bottle falls off of the treadmill, and I TRIP OVER IT… and then fall off of the treadmill all together. It must have been pretty humorous. I’m thinking it was probably good that it was dark, or else I’m sure I would have heard some snickers and been approached by about 10 gym employees to make sure I hadn’t died. So THAT’S what those stupid little wristbands are for, people. To stop the treadmill when you trip over your water bottle.
At least I’m becoming more fit. Or something!
