3.31.2003
hot cross buns
lol, that was funny. i think of all the decisions andy and i have made about our wedding (and there haven't been alot, believe me) i think deciding to let chakee play "hot cross buns" on violin was really the best decision yet. lol... start practicing, chakee. anyway, it's already monday...and the day is almost over, thank god.... and it seems like the weekend flew by. even though i had friday off, too. andy's mom's in town and i think we kept her on her toes the entire time. she's usually not used to being out and about all day long, even on the weekends, but that's what we had going on for the weekend and it wasn't like we were going to make her just sit at home while we ran errands. anyway, i don't really feel like blogging, but i wanted to mention the hot cross buns. we went swimming in the pool yesterday and that was pretty fun. and it was nice that it was warm enough to do that. we should have gone earlier when it wasn't so chilly because it was already 8pm, but we had to eat dinner first.
here's a funny story before i go. andy's mom is always trying to pay for stuff for us, and we don't like to let her. yesterday we were going to run to the grocery store to pick up some stuff for my chimichangas and since andy's mom wanted us to make salsa, she gave me a list and a $20 bill. i told her to keep her money since i had already put that stuff on my list because i was going to make guacamole. anyway, before we had left, i gave andy all my cash so i knew i didn't have any cash on me. but when we were at albertsons, neneng gave me a $20 bill and we just put all the groceries together and i used my visa. well, this morning... being the absent-minded chicken that i am, i look in my wallet and i'm like "where did this $20 bill come from?" and this lightbulb goes off and i'm like "oooh, that sneaky lady.... andy's mom put it in my wallet" so i left it on our desk and told andy to sneak it back into his mom's wallet. well, as the day is going on and i'm becoming a little more awake, i realized that the $20 bill was the money neneng gave me yesterday, and it wasn't from andy's mom. but i was just going to tell andy just so he knew, but we weren't going to ask for that money back cause that's retarded. anyway, andy's mom figures out she has too much money in her wallet, and andy is completely denying that he put money in there until i call him to tell him what happened. it was funny. i'm retarded. so, that's that.
lol, that was funny. i think of all the decisions andy and i have made about our wedding (and there haven't been alot, believe me) i think deciding to let chakee play "hot cross buns" on violin was really the best decision yet. lol... start practicing, chakee. anyway, it's already monday...and the day is almost over, thank god.... and it seems like the weekend flew by. even though i had friday off, too. andy's mom's in town and i think we kept her on her toes the entire time. she's usually not used to being out and about all day long, even on the weekends, but that's what we had going on for the weekend and it wasn't like we were going to make her just sit at home while we ran errands. anyway, i don't really feel like blogging, but i wanted to mention the hot cross buns. we went swimming in the pool yesterday and that was pretty fun. and it was nice that it was warm enough to do that. we should have gone earlier when it wasn't so chilly because it was already 8pm, but we had to eat dinner first.
here's a funny story before i go. andy's mom is always trying to pay for stuff for us, and we don't like to let her. yesterday we were going to run to the grocery store to pick up some stuff for my chimichangas and since andy's mom wanted us to make salsa, she gave me a list and a $20 bill. i told her to keep her money since i had already put that stuff on my list because i was going to make guacamole. anyway, before we had left, i gave andy all my cash so i knew i didn't have any cash on me. but when we were at albertsons, neneng gave me a $20 bill and we just put all the groceries together and i used my visa. well, this morning... being the absent-minded chicken that i am, i look in my wallet and i'm like "where did this $20 bill come from?" and this lightbulb goes off and i'm like "oooh, that sneaky lady.... andy's mom put it in my wallet" so i left it on our desk and told andy to sneak it back into his mom's wallet. well, as the day is going on and i'm becoming a little more awake, i realized that the $20 bill was the money neneng gave me yesterday, and it wasn't from andy's mom. but i was just going to tell andy just so he knew, but we weren't going to ask for that money back cause that's retarded. anyway, andy's mom figures out she has too much money in her wallet, and andy is completely denying that he put money in there until i call him to tell him what happened. it was funny. i'm retarded. so, that's that.
3.30.2003
skip & steve, why do you hate me so?
yesterday was another day of looking at rings.... among other things, but that seemed to take the longest. anyway, it's getting all out of control because now i can't seem to make a decision. i've found the setting i want, but that really means nothing in the long run. hmmm... today is bridal bazaar day. maybe i'll learn something that will make this whole ring shopping thing not so complicated.
yesterday was another day of looking at rings.... among other things, but that seemed to take the longest. anyway, it's getting all out of control because now i can't seem to make a decision. i've found the setting i want, but that really means nothing in the long run. hmmm... today is bridal bazaar day. maybe i'll learn something that will make this whole ring shopping thing not so complicated.
3.27.2003
i got this email from my friend, kelley, today. i'm putting it on here only because i know this is how a majority of our military soldiers feel. it may be hard for alot of us civilians to understand and believe, but it's true.
begin email:
Claim: Navy corpsman's e-mail dissuades his mother from attending anti-war demonstration. Status: True. Example: [Collected on the Internet, 2003]
Dear Mom,
It's really your decision to march if you want to or not. You are the one who has to decide if what we are doing out here is right or not. My opinion is not yours.
I do, however, have things I would like for you and Grandma and everyone else at home to know.
I am a United States soldier. I was sworn to defend my country against all enemies, foreign and domestic. People may not agree with the things we are ordered to do. I would like to address those people by telling them that terrorism is not only a threat to us as Americans, but to many other innocent people in the world.
What type of country would we be if we didn't defend the rights and freedoms of others, not because they're Americans, but how about just because they're human?
We live in a country where people feel secure with their daily lives. They do business like usual and don't worry about the thought of terrorism actually happening to them.
The people of 9-11 thought the same thing. We now know that it can happen to anyone at any time.
Yet as Americans we're afraid of losing our soldiers to defend our security. I can only speak for myself when I say that my life is an easy expense to ensure that my family and friends can live in peace.
I strongly believe in what we are doing and wish you were here to see for yourselves the honor and privilege that American soldiers aboard this ship are feeling, knowing that we are going to be a part of something so strong and so meaningful to the safety of our loved ones. Then you would know what this potential war is about.
We will stand tall in front of terrorism and defeat it. We as soldiers are not afraid of what may happen. We are only afraid of Americans not being able to understand why we are here.
I ask for your courage as Americans to be strong for us; I ask for your understanding in what we believe is right. I ask for your support in what we are sworn to do: defend our country and the life of all.
We will succeed in our task and will end the threat of terrorism in our back yard. We will also end the threat of terrorism in our neighbors'.
We have to remind ourselves of what this country stands for: life, liberty and justice for all. In order to maintain those rights we have to stop the threat of terrorism.
I am proud to be here. I will be coming home, but not until I know that it's going to be safe for all Americans and for everyone I love.
My family is first. My country is where they live. I will defend it.
Lonnie J. Lewis
Navy corpsman
C Co. 1/4 WPN PLT
UIC 39726
FPO AP 966139726
P.S. Mom, please send this to everyone who has a hard time understanding why we are here. Ask the paper to put what I've said in a column so that others will know why we are here and what we are here for.
I love you all and will be home soon. I left my address so that if anyone feels like writing to let me know how they feel, they can.
Origins: The letter quoted above was sent via e-mail by Lonnie J. Lewis, a Navy corpsman deployed in Kuwait attached to the 1st Marine Expeditionary Brigade, in response to his mother's query about how he would feel if she joined other relatives in participating in a Hollywood anti-war demonstration. His letter was published in the Las Vegas Review-Journal on 8 March 2003, and the newspaper also ran an article about Smith's mother and grandfather the same day.
Smith's mother, Karen Perez, said in a telephone interview that "she decided not to join the antiwar protest after reading her son's e-mail."
Last updated: 19 March 2003
begin email:
Claim: Navy corpsman's e-mail dissuades his mother from attending anti-war demonstration. Status: True. Example: [Collected on the Internet, 2003]
Dear Mom,
It's really your decision to march if you want to or not. You are the one who has to decide if what we are doing out here is right or not. My opinion is not yours.
I do, however, have things I would like for you and Grandma and everyone else at home to know.
I am a United States soldier. I was sworn to defend my country against all enemies, foreign and domestic. People may not agree with the things we are ordered to do. I would like to address those people by telling them that terrorism is not only a threat to us as Americans, but to many other innocent people in the world.
What type of country would we be if we didn't defend the rights and freedoms of others, not because they're Americans, but how about just because they're human?
We live in a country where people feel secure with their daily lives. They do business like usual and don't worry about the thought of terrorism actually happening to them.
The people of 9-11 thought the same thing. We now know that it can happen to anyone at any time.
Yet as Americans we're afraid of losing our soldiers to defend our security. I can only speak for myself when I say that my life is an easy expense to ensure that my family and friends can live in peace.
I strongly believe in what we are doing and wish you were here to see for yourselves the honor and privilege that American soldiers aboard this ship are feeling, knowing that we are going to be a part of something so strong and so meaningful to the safety of our loved ones. Then you would know what this potential war is about.
We will stand tall in front of terrorism and defeat it. We as soldiers are not afraid of what may happen. We are only afraid of Americans not being able to understand why we are here.
I ask for your courage as Americans to be strong for us; I ask for your understanding in what we believe is right. I ask for your support in what we are sworn to do: defend our country and the life of all.
We will succeed in our task and will end the threat of terrorism in our back yard. We will also end the threat of terrorism in our neighbors'.
We have to remind ourselves of what this country stands for: life, liberty and justice for all. In order to maintain those rights we have to stop the threat of terrorism.
I am proud to be here. I will be coming home, but not until I know that it's going to be safe for all Americans and for everyone I love.
My family is first. My country is where they live. I will defend it.
Lonnie J. Lewis
Navy corpsman
C Co. 1/4 WPN PLT
UIC 39726
FPO AP 966139726
P.S. Mom, please send this to everyone who has a hard time understanding why we are here. Ask the paper to put what I've said in a column so that others will know why we are here and what we are here for.
I love you all and will be home soon. I left my address so that if anyone feels like writing to let me know how they feel, they can.
Origins: The letter quoted above was sent via e-mail by Lonnie J. Lewis, a Navy corpsman deployed in Kuwait attached to the 1st Marine Expeditionary Brigade, in response to his mother's query about how he would feel if she joined other relatives in participating in a Hollywood anti-war demonstration. His letter was published in the Las Vegas Review-Journal on 8 March 2003, and the newspaper also ran an article about Smith's mother and grandfather the same day.
Smith's mother, Karen Perez, said in a telephone interview that "she decided not to join the antiwar protest after reading her son's e-mail."
Last updated: 19 March 2003
those mo-fo's don't play around
i just got back from the dentist. and not only was there pain to my mouth... but i owe them an arm and a leg. what is insurance for if i still have to pay a gajillion dollars? i'm gonna have to start putting more of my efforts into winning the lotto.
i just got back from the dentist. and not only was there pain to my mouth... but i owe them an arm and a leg. what is insurance for if i still have to pay a gajillion dollars? i'm gonna have to start putting more of my efforts into winning the lotto.
sleep isn't bad... it's gooooood....
so, why am i not sleeping right now? i don't know, i have a few things on my mind, i guess. and it probably doesn't help i had a cup of coffee today around 3 p.m. i tried turning off the tv and going to sleep, but that didn't work so i'm turning on the computer to see if there's something to entertain me. blogging is it, i guess. anyway, i have a dentist appointment tomorrow (actually today) morning. another part of one of my fillings came out. what is the deal with this? how has this happened again? it's not the same tooth, but i've lived all these years without fillings breaking off and now, within the past 7 months, it has happened twice. what is that? anyway, it's wiggin' me out cause i'm gonna have to pay some bucks tomorrow when i go there. not only for what they're gonna do to me tomorrow, but because i owe them money. apparently, she was mistaken when she told me i had a $125 deductible that i had to pay up front then my insurance would cover the rest, so now i owe more money. god, it sucks. and now, i don't even know how much longer i can keep my medical insurance because it is pretty costly and it just makes my head spin how much i spend every month to pay for it. why was i in such a hurry to become an adult again? i forget. especially when it comes to money troubles. it's just a big fat pain in the ass. things like paying the mortgage, or paying electricity, or paying the phone bill, or buying food... those things were so easily taken care of NOT by me... and i was in a hurry to take care of them by myself? why? because i thought being an adult would be (insert whatever enthusiastic positive adjective). but here i am.... can't sleep because of money troubles. so, for all you young folks who are in these big huge hurries to be all grown-up and neato... rethink it because unless you are marrying the rich man who takes away all your worries (and i'd be a little afraid of that situation even) nothing is ever as easy as it looks.
and here's another thought. have you ever thought that you wanted something so badly... but then you don't really understand why you need it.... but then you can still rationalize to yourself that you should have this "thing." i don't feel like detailing what i'm talking about... but i guess that was on my mind also. there's this thing i want.... and i feel like it makes me look (spoiled, selfish, bad... whatever) to want it, but then i wonder why i care what it makes me look like to want it... but THEN, i feel like if i didn't care about what it makes me look like... THEN why do i need it in the first place? i took a philosophy class and i think this entire argument was discussed. it's circular thinking... well, i think it is. it's something like that. point is, this internal argument just keeps bringing me around and around. but whatever... i left the remote too far from me, so "mad about you" has ended and i'm watching that one show on lifetime with annie potts and that black lady. i know i know the name of this show, but at this point it is escaping me... and i don't want to watch it, so i'm gonna stop blogging and give this sleeping thing ONE MORE SHOT. wish me luck.
so, why am i not sleeping right now? i don't know, i have a few things on my mind, i guess. and it probably doesn't help i had a cup of coffee today around 3 p.m. i tried turning off the tv and going to sleep, but that didn't work so i'm turning on the computer to see if there's something to entertain me. blogging is it, i guess. anyway, i have a dentist appointment tomorrow (actually today) morning. another part of one of my fillings came out. what is the deal with this? how has this happened again? it's not the same tooth, but i've lived all these years without fillings breaking off and now, within the past 7 months, it has happened twice. what is that? anyway, it's wiggin' me out cause i'm gonna have to pay some bucks tomorrow when i go there. not only for what they're gonna do to me tomorrow, but because i owe them money. apparently, she was mistaken when she told me i had a $125 deductible that i had to pay up front then my insurance would cover the rest, so now i owe more money. god, it sucks. and now, i don't even know how much longer i can keep my medical insurance because it is pretty costly and it just makes my head spin how much i spend every month to pay for it. why was i in such a hurry to become an adult again? i forget. especially when it comes to money troubles. it's just a big fat pain in the ass. things like paying the mortgage, or paying electricity, or paying the phone bill, or buying food... those things were so easily taken care of NOT by me... and i was in a hurry to take care of them by myself? why? because i thought being an adult would be (insert whatever enthusiastic positive adjective). but here i am.... can't sleep because of money troubles. so, for all you young folks who are in these big huge hurries to be all grown-up and neato... rethink it because unless you are marrying the rich man who takes away all your worries (and i'd be a little afraid of that situation even) nothing is ever as easy as it looks.
and here's another thought. have you ever thought that you wanted something so badly... but then you don't really understand why you need it.... but then you can still rationalize to yourself that you should have this "thing." i don't feel like detailing what i'm talking about... but i guess that was on my mind also. there's this thing i want.... and i feel like it makes me look (spoiled, selfish, bad... whatever) to want it, but then i wonder why i care what it makes me look like to want it... but THEN, i feel like if i didn't care about what it makes me look like... THEN why do i need it in the first place? i took a philosophy class and i think this entire argument was discussed. it's circular thinking... well, i think it is. it's something like that. point is, this internal argument just keeps bringing me around and around. but whatever... i left the remote too far from me, so "mad about you" has ended and i'm watching that one show on lifetime with annie potts and that black lady. i know i know the name of this show, but at this point it is escaping me... and i don't want to watch it, so i'm gonna stop blogging and give this sleeping thing ONE MORE SHOT. wish me luck.
3.25.2003
war, war go away... come back on another day (okay, not really. just go away)
i really can't escape all the media about the war. at our house, it seems to be one of the major things we talk about. and it's all andy will watch on tv... except of course at night when he has to watch his "adult swim" cartoons. but anyway, whenever andy is home, he watches the news channels... and today, he even was watching one news channel, while he had the 'picture in picture' on a different news channel, just in case he missed something. and then, andy's sister started talking to me online and was basically like "it's some scary stuff on the news, huh?" and i told her all andy does is watch the news and she said she does the same thing. i'm almost positive that andy watches it because deep down (not too deep down because he's obviously admitted this to me) he wants to be there. i'm sure most people who read this are like "huh??!!! who in the hell wants to be there??" but i guess you have to understand the mentality that these military people come from. kyle admitted the same thing to neneng last night. andy also probably watches it because there are alot of people there that he knows... my main concern is, whenever they mention names, i pay attention because i don't want to hear a name that i know. if that makes sense. when they also name units or divisions or things like that, that freaks me out a little, too. it's nice to talk to andy about that stuff... i mean, he knows stuff that when i ask about it, he just kinda shakes his head at me and giggles that i'm so naive... i mean, all this talk about weapons of mass destruction (or WMD - the military lingo that andy refers to it as), that's information i really would have been fine living my life without knowing. but it's a reality. blech. anyway, i don't think i've ever said on here whether or not i agree with the war... and actually with all this stuff, yesterday was the first time i ever asked andy if he agreed with it, but i guess i kinda see war as this necessary evil. (whoever came up with the term "necessary evil" is a genius, by the way) i don't necessarily know about this war in particular, but the other day i saw them interview some women in new york who were protesting the war. free speech... it's definitely our given right as being citizens of this country, but the weird thing about these women that were being interviewed were that they had men in the military fighting this war as they sat out there protesting. one woman's son was there, and the other woman's husband was there. honestly, i think they must be mistaking their desire for their men to come home safely with their disagreement with the war. i can understand they want their son/husband to come home. i can understand that they want their son/husband to be safe. and i can understand that they want their son/husband to be a part of their lives for years to come... but having a "peace protest" isn't making any of that happen... and it's definitely not making any of that happen any sooner. well, maybe it wasn't about that... maybe they just wanted their voices to be heard, but i don't know because i'm not them. if i were that woman whose husband (and the father of her children that she mentioned) was out there, i could completely understand the pain and fear she is feeling, but i don't think i could go out there and protest while my husband was risking his life and the money he is earning that supports that family of hers is coming from the government that she's condemning. and granted... people don't see this war as a war that is being fought "to defend our freedom," but i guess there are larger issues at hand. what if the war isn't fought and it becomes about that? should we wait until that moment arrives? should we not have people in our military defending our country and at the same time defending her rights? her rights that include her ability to go out there and give her thoughts in this land of free speech? hmmm.... i don't know. andy is by no means in any safe house that says he won't get sent there. and that thought terrifies me to the core. and i will whole-heartedly admit i DON'T want andy to go back into the military. and i will also admit that i believe that is completely selfish of me. but that is my right, i guess. i guess i don't really want to talk about this anymore right now. i'm gonna go back to my life.. my life that doesn't make me think about this war... my life that pretends none of this is going on.
btw, i was talking to andy's sister, jen today and she told me that her kids LOVE me because they think i'm sooooo cool. i must mention that they think i'm cool because i burp.... Auntie Marlou rocks!!! hahaha.
i really can't escape all the media about the war. at our house, it seems to be one of the major things we talk about. and it's all andy will watch on tv... except of course at night when he has to watch his "adult swim" cartoons. but anyway, whenever andy is home, he watches the news channels... and today, he even was watching one news channel, while he had the 'picture in picture' on a different news channel, just in case he missed something. and then, andy's sister started talking to me online and was basically like "it's some scary stuff on the news, huh?" and i told her all andy does is watch the news and she said she does the same thing. i'm almost positive that andy watches it because deep down (not too deep down because he's obviously admitted this to me) he wants to be there. i'm sure most people who read this are like "huh??!!! who in the hell wants to be there??" but i guess you have to understand the mentality that these military people come from. kyle admitted the same thing to neneng last night. andy also probably watches it because there are alot of people there that he knows... my main concern is, whenever they mention names, i pay attention because i don't want to hear a name that i know. if that makes sense. when they also name units or divisions or things like that, that freaks me out a little, too. it's nice to talk to andy about that stuff... i mean, he knows stuff that when i ask about it, he just kinda shakes his head at me and giggles that i'm so naive... i mean, all this talk about weapons of mass destruction (or WMD - the military lingo that andy refers to it as), that's information i really would have been fine living my life without knowing. but it's a reality. blech. anyway, i don't think i've ever said on here whether or not i agree with the war... and actually with all this stuff, yesterday was the first time i ever asked andy if he agreed with it, but i guess i kinda see war as this necessary evil. (whoever came up with the term "necessary evil" is a genius, by the way) i don't necessarily know about this war in particular, but the other day i saw them interview some women in new york who were protesting the war. free speech... it's definitely our given right as being citizens of this country, but the weird thing about these women that were being interviewed were that they had men in the military fighting this war as they sat out there protesting. one woman's son was there, and the other woman's husband was there. honestly, i think they must be mistaking their desire for their men to come home safely with their disagreement with the war. i can understand they want their son/husband to come home. i can understand that they want their son/husband to be safe. and i can understand that they want their son/husband to be a part of their lives for years to come... but having a "peace protest" isn't making any of that happen... and it's definitely not making any of that happen any sooner. well, maybe it wasn't about that... maybe they just wanted their voices to be heard, but i don't know because i'm not them. if i were that woman whose husband (and the father of her children that she mentioned) was out there, i could completely understand the pain and fear she is feeling, but i don't think i could go out there and protest while my husband was risking his life and the money he is earning that supports that family of hers is coming from the government that she's condemning. and granted... people don't see this war as a war that is being fought "to defend our freedom," but i guess there are larger issues at hand. what if the war isn't fought and it becomes about that? should we wait until that moment arrives? should we not have people in our military defending our country and at the same time defending her rights? her rights that include her ability to go out there and give her thoughts in this land of free speech? hmmm.... i don't know. andy is by no means in any safe house that says he won't get sent there. and that thought terrifies me to the core. and i will whole-heartedly admit i DON'T want andy to go back into the military. and i will also admit that i believe that is completely selfish of me. but that is my right, i guess. i guess i don't really want to talk about this anymore right now. i'm gonna go back to my life.. my life that doesn't make me think about this war... my life that pretends none of this is going on.
btw, i was talking to andy's sister, jen today and she told me that her kids LOVE me because they think i'm sooooo cool. i must mention that they think i'm cool because i burp.... Auntie Marlou rocks!!! hahaha.
3.23.2003
LOLA CHANEL
this weekend has been interesting. on friday, andy, me and kyle went to go see "the view from the top." it was pretty cute. i like gwyneth paltrow and i think mike myers is hilarious, so it was pretty funny. yesterday i went and had lunch with andy and kyle then neneng and i went shoe shopping. neneng bought me a new pair of boots cause she's a big 'ole balla. then when andy came home, i cleaned the house and andy worked on his mustang. andy's mom is coming here on friday, so i'm trying to make it as spic and span as possible. today andy and i were supposed to do more ring shopping, but the place we were supposed to go was closed today. BUSTAS. i was so sad. i tried to get andy to go to the jewelry stores in horton plaza, but he wasn't going for it. instead, we went back to mira mesa to study at the mira mesa library with kyle. that was fun... i haven't studied at the library in a long time. then, after that, we went to big lots! to go buy some stuff to send to sean, andy and kyle's friend who is in iraq. they wanted to send him a care package with goodies that he won't be able to get while he's there. they're nice guys to each other, but they'd never want anyone to know. boys. anyway, that link on my title is to glenn's new doggie. her name is lola chanel. she's a cutie and i'm glad they got a dog... dog's are great and meya makes me and andy laugh so much that i hope other people are as entertained with their dog as we are. anyway, i gotta go. i have other stuff to be doing. i could talk about the war, but like i said... i have other stuff to be doing.
this weekend has been interesting. on friday, andy, me and kyle went to go see "the view from the top." it was pretty cute. i like gwyneth paltrow and i think mike myers is hilarious, so it was pretty funny. yesterday i went and had lunch with andy and kyle then neneng and i went shoe shopping. neneng bought me a new pair of boots cause she's a big 'ole balla. then when andy came home, i cleaned the house and andy worked on his mustang. andy's mom is coming here on friday, so i'm trying to make it as spic and span as possible. today andy and i were supposed to do more ring shopping, but the place we were supposed to go was closed today. BUSTAS. i was so sad. i tried to get andy to go to the jewelry stores in horton plaza, but he wasn't going for it. instead, we went back to mira mesa to study at the mira mesa library with kyle. that was fun... i haven't studied at the library in a long time. then, after that, we went to big lots! to go buy some stuff to send to sean, andy and kyle's friend who is in iraq. they wanted to send him a care package with goodies that he won't be able to get while he's there. they're nice guys to each other, but they'd never want anyone to know. boys. anyway, that link on my title is to glenn's new doggie. her name is lola chanel. she's a cutie and i'm glad they got a dog... dog's are great and meya makes me and andy laugh so much that i hope other people are as entertained with their dog as we are. anyway, i gotta go. i have other stuff to be doing. i could talk about the war, but like i said... i have other stuff to be doing.
3.21.2003
twelve o'clock dummy
i just had to blog about this as soon as i got to work. so, remember how i was saying that growing up on an air force base (i guess any kind of military base, for that matter) probably changes your perception of the world? so, me and andy were watching msnbc this morning before i left to go to the lab and andy left to go to the DMV. andy likes watching the coverage because not only do they have people talking (he really cares very little for what they are saying since he believes all media LIES), but he likes watching the action coverage of what is going on over there. anyway, so this morning while andy was outside smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone i was watching the coverage and they had a shot of baghdad and it was saying that they had air-raid sirens going off and then you could see these people running in the streets... where they were going, i wouldn't know, but they were running. so, then i started thinking and i was wondering what those air-raid sirens were about. i thought they were maybe from the US and it was like a "hey, we're about to bomb" you kinda warning since there are these "war fighting" rules that have been established, but at the same time that seemed kinda silly, too. i was going to ask andy this morning before i left the house, but he was on the phone, so i didn't get a chance to. anyway, i came home for lunch and andy was watching msnbc again, and i remembered i was going to ask him. and he clarified for me that it wasn't a siren by us, but by them warning their own people, i guess, that they are under attack. and that made a little more sense to me. so, andy goes "we had air-raid sirens at williams." and i was like "we did? i don't remember." and then andy goes "don't you remember 12 o'clock dummy?"............ now, let me explain 12 o'clock dummy. twelve o'clock dummy was this game that we played every day (school days, at least) because every day at noon, these sirens would go off. and since it would be during recess, the game was that you couldn't be touching the ground or you were the "TWELVE O'CLOCK DUMMY." this didn't really mean anything, like we didn't chuck rocks at the poor sap who couldn't make it onto the jungle gym in time, but kids are silly, and it is fun to do anything that can exclude someone else. so andy goes on to tell me that that siren that would go off at noon was really an air-raid siren and the base was probably doing practices for in case they ever really needed to use the siren.... HELLO??!!! i was a little freaked out. i mean, here was this pretty important warning, and children had made it into this really crazy game. and then i started wondering what the adults must have thought of this game because i'm sure they knew what it really meant. i could just imagine a teacher going... "don't you know what that is? it's a warning in case we are ever under attack and we must evacuate." do you know what kind of freakish things that would do to a child who is already is a little weirded out because they live on a military base? every time you heard that siren would be a reminder that you could eventually be bombed one day. wow, that was a really weird thing to learn today. anyway, i called neneng and she remembered twelve o'clock dummy, but didn't know that's what that siren was either. i'm gonna have to call toto today to find out if he knew that's what it was. see, what did i say about living on an air force base? trippy................
i just had to blog about this as soon as i got to work. so, remember how i was saying that growing up on an air force base (i guess any kind of military base, for that matter) probably changes your perception of the world? so, me and andy were watching msnbc this morning before i left to go to the lab and andy left to go to the DMV. andy likes watching the coverage because not only do they have people talking (he really cares very little for what they are saying since he believes all media LIES), but he likes watching the action coverage of what is going on over there. anyway, so this morning while andy was outside smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone i was watching the coverage and they had a shot of baghdad and it was saying that they had air-raid sirens going off and then you could see these people running in the streets... where they were going, i wouldn't know, but they were running. so, then i started thinking and i was wondering what those air-raid sirens were about. i thought they were maybe from the US and it was like a "hey, we're about to bomb" you kinda warning since there are these "war fighting" rules that have been established, but at the same time that seemed kinda silly, too. i was going to ask andy this morning before i left the house, but he was on the phone, so i didn't get a chance to. anyway, i came home for lunch and andy was watching msnbc again, and i remembered i was going to ask him. and he clarified for me that it wasn't a siren by us, but by them warning their own people, i guess, that they are under attack. and that made a little more sense to me. so, andy goes "we had air-raid sirens at williams." and i was like "we did? i don't remember." and then andy goes "don't you remember 12 o'clock dummy?"............ now, let me explain 12 o'clock dummy. twelve o'clock dummy was this game that we played every day (school days, at least) because every day at noon, these sirens would go off. and since it would be during recess, the game was that you couldn't be touching the ground or you were the "TWELVE O'CLOCK DUMMY." this didn't really mean anything, like we didn't chuck rocks at the poor sap who couldn't make it onto the jungle gym in time, but kids are silly, and it is fun to do anything that can exclude someone else. so andy goes on to tell me that that siren that would go off at noon was really an air-raid siren and the base was probably doing practices for in case they ever really needed to use the siren.... HELLO??!!! i was a little freaked out. i mean, here was this pretty important warning, and children had made it into this really crazy game. and then i started wondering what the adults must have thought of this game because i'm sure they knew what it really meant. i could just imagine a teacher going... "don't you know what that is? it's a warning in case we are ever under attack and we must evacuate." do you know what kind of freakish things that would do to a child who is already is a little weirded out because they live on a military base? every time you heard that siren would be a reminder that you could eventually be bombed one day. wow, that was a really weird thing to learn today. anyway, i called neneng and she remembered twelve o'clock dummy, but didn't know that's what that siren was either. i'm gonna have to call toto today to find out if he knew that's what it was. see, what did i say about living on an air force base? trippy................
3.18.2003
fellowship of the ring
i wonder how many times in this lifetime i can watch "lord of the rings: fellowship of the ring." i'm watching it right now... and this is the 2nd time i've watched it today. and probably the 6th time i've watched it this week... hmm... it's tuesday, that can't be good. i'd imagine i wouldn't watch it as much if it wasn't coming on the movie channels all the time, but the fact that i watch it every single time i see it on tv is a little silly. it makes andy crazy. every time he walks in the room and i'm watching this movie, i hear "again??" as if that will make me channel out of sheer shame that i'm watching it for the bagillionth time, but i keep on watching. "BILBO BAGGINS...." LOL... that's an inside joke.
life has been pretty nice lately. (this, of course, is just a random thought, but i thought i'd express it anyway)
i got the pictures back from our trip to sheyattle. man, they are funny... j, if you're reading this... yes, the hot tub does look like a bad rap video. LOLOL!!! so, we accomplished what we were trying to do. and all those action shots... man, it looks exciting... just kidding... not really, it just looks like you guys are staring at the tv.
everyone keeps mentioning the inevitable war that is creeping upon us. i guess i try not to think about it and use it to my advantage that i have selective memory. i can't even tell you about the handful of people that i know are affected by this, meaning people who are in the military and the families that are attached to these people. i try to remember what life was like during the persian gulf war, but i don't really remember alot. i heard people talking about other people's parents getting sent out to the war, but i guess since my dad didn't go, i didn't really have a firm grasp what that meant. to grow up on an air force base probably changes your perception of the world a little. i mean, our idea of safety was a little wacky... we had armed men guarding the area where we lived. so not just joe shmoe could walk down our street (theoretically, of course), but at the same time, military and military establishment was in your face wherever you went. hmmm... well, anyway, i guess all i can do is pray that everyone out there comes home safe... and comes home soon.
i wonder how many times in this lifetime i can watch "lord of the rings: fellowship of the ring." i'm watching it right now... and this is the 2nd time i've watched it today. and probably the 6th time i've watched it this week... hmm... it's tuesday, that can't be good. i'd imagine i wouldn't watch it as much if it wasn't coming on the movie channels all the time, but the fact that i watch it every single time i see it on tv is a little silly. it makes andy crazy. every time he walks in the room and i'm watching this movie, i hear "again??" as if that will make me channel out of sheer shame that i'm watching it for the bagillionth time, but i keep on watching. "BILBO BAGGINS...." LOL... that's an inside joke.
life has been pretty nice lately. (this, of course, is just a random thought, but i thought i'd express it anyway)
i got the pictures back from our trip to sheyattle. man, they are funny... j, if you're reading this... yes, the hot tub does look like a bad rap video. LOLOL!!! so, we accomplished what we were trying to do. and all those action shots... man, it looks exciting... just kidding... not really, it just looks like you guys are staring at the tv.
everyone keeps mentioning the inevitable war that is creeping upon us. i guess i try not to think about it and use it to my advantage that i have selective memory. i can't even tell you about the handful of people that i know are affected by this, meaning people who are in the military and the families that are attached to these people. i try to remember what life was like during the persian gulf war, but i don't really remember alot. i heard people talking about other people's parents getting sent out to the war, but i guess since my dad didn't go, i didn't really have a firm grasp what that meant. to grow up on an air force base probably changes your perception of the world a little. i mean, our idea of safety was a little wacky... we had armed men guarding the area where we lived. so not just joe shmoe could walk down our street (theoretically, of course), but at the same time, military and military establishment was in your face wherever you went. hmmm... well, anyway, i guess all i can do is pray that everyone out there comes home safe... and comes home soon.
3.17.2003
mondays
i just felt like blogging really quick before i go to bed. today was alright... i went to the lab at 10am, went to work, came home... me and andy tried to fix our window (actually, andy fixed it and i just handed him stuff), we ate dinner, and now andy is asleep. he has a 7:30am class on tuesdays and thursdays so he goes to sleep pretty early on mondays/wednesdays. which leads to my boredom. i'm probably just going to get ready for bed, watch a little tv and read a wedding magazine. i have a handful of things i'm trying to concentrate on, so it's nice to be busy. other than work and the lab, i'm also trying to spend my time studying for the GRE, reading the books i have to do for this confirmation stuff, and i'm also trying to get a lot of ideas for this wedding mania. it's 2 years away, but i would feel much better to not put all of it off until the last minute. i'm gonna stop blogging now. oh, btw, did anyone else watch "punk'd"? it is so funny. and you can ask crissy, the folks over in this house live for practical jokes. one more, btw, neng.... reescie is meowing like a maniac right now.
i just felt like blogging really quick before i go to bed. today was alright... i went to the lab at 10am, went to work, came home... me and andy tried to fix our window (actually, andy fixed it and i just handed him stuff), we ate dinner, and now andy is asleep. he has a 7:30am class on tuesdays and thursdays so he goes to sleep pretty early on mondays/wednesdays. which leads to my boredom. i'm probably just going to get ready for bed, watch a little tv and read a wedding magazine. i have a handful of things i'm trying to concentrate on, so it's nice to be busy. other than work and the lab, i'm also trying to spend my time studying for the GRE, reading the books i have to do for this confirmation stuff, and i'm also trying to get a lot of ideas for this wedding mania. it's 2 years away, but i would feel much better to not put all of it off until the last minute. i'm gonna stop blogging now. oh, btw, did anyone else watch "punk'd"? it is so funny. and you can ask crissy, the folks over in this house live for practical jokes. one more, btw, neng.... reescie is meowing like a maniac right now.
3.16.2003
diamonds ARE a girl's best friend
what a nice, nice day. i think i've almost forgotten all that stuff about the IRS and i've accepted it. anyway, last night me and andy watched "my big fat greek wedding" and "the master of disguise." we went to sleep around 2am, then i woke up at aroun 10am cause meya was hungry so she likes everyone to be awake so someone will feed her. i went to mass with my mom at noon and when i got home, me and andy went to the mall so he could exchange his wallet and we also went out to look at engagement rings. we went to robbins brothers and spent almost an hour there cause the lady that was helping us took us to her office so she could explain all the stuff about buying a diamond to andy. i already knew alot of stuff cause i read about it on the internet, but andy wanted to get acquainted with what all went into selecting a diamond. anyway, i have a better idea of maybe what i'm looking for, but i'm a little torn between two different styles, and we are gonna pick the diamond we want and then move around to the band after that. we also went to tiffany's to look at their engagement rings. i doubt i'm going to get a ring from there. they're nice, but they don't really have alot of selection, and it's not as if i had fallen in love with a ring from there and i must have it, so i'm not even really considering it. it was so fun looking at rings, though. it's a little tough because i feel alot of "is this the ring i really want?" pressure, but it was alot funner looking at rings when ronald was looking for neneng's ring. i could just put rings on and go, "oooh, that's nice" but now, i really have to decide. and it was also fun to watch andy try on wedding bands and also watch me try on engagement rings and go "so, if we want to, let's say, get a 2 carat diamond later, could we put that in this ring???" it was great! anyway, right now we are at my mom's house because my mom made chimichangas and enchiladas. it was delicioso! the 'rents left town until wednesday so we're gonna party hard until they come home! wooooohooooo!!!!
what a nice, nice day. i think i've almost forgotten all that stuff about the IRS and i've accepted it. anyway, last night me and andy watched "my big fat greek wedding" and "the master of disguise." we went to sleep around 2am, then i woke up at aroun 10am cause meya was hungry so she likes everyone to be awake so someone will feed her. i went to mass with my mom at noon and when i got home, me and andy went to the mall so he could exchange his wallet and we also went out to look at engagement rings. we went to robbins brothers and spent almost an hour there cause the lady that was helping us took us to her office so she could explain all the stuff about buying a diamond to andy. i already knew alot of stuff cause i read about it on the internet, but andy wanted to get acquainted with what all went into selecting a diamond. anyway, i have a better idea of maybe what i'm looking for, but i'm a little torn between two different styles, and we are gonna pick the diamond we want and then move around to the band after that. we also went to tiffany's to look at their engagement rings. i doubt i'm going to get a ring from there. they're nice, but they don't really have alot of selection, and it's not as if i had fallen in love with a ring from there and i must have it, so i'm not even really considering it. it was so fun looking at rings, though. it's a little tough because i feel alot of "is this the ring i really want?" pressure, but it was alot funner looking at rings when ronald was looking for neneng's ring. i could just put rings on and go, "oooh, that's nice" but now, i really have to decide. and it was also fun to watch andy try on wedding bands and also watch me try on engagement rings and go "so, if we want to, let's say, get a 2 carat diamond later, could we put that in this ring???" it was great! anyway, right now we are at my mom's house because my mom made chimichangas and enchiladas. it was delicioso! the 'rents left town until wednesday so we're gonna party hard until they come home! wooooohooooo!!!!
3.15.2003
better
i'm just gonna blog really quick before me and andy watch a movie. i had a nice day today. i got up, neneng made all of us french toast, and after andy left for work, i got ready and ran a bunch of errands. we had an "end of the quarter" party at our lab coordinator's house. it was pretty fun and we ate good food. so, that's all i really need to say.
i'm just gonna blog really quick before me and andy watch a movie. i had a nice day today. i got up, neneng made all of us french toast, and after andy left for work, i got ready and ran a bunch of errands. we had an "end of the quarter" party at our lab coordinator's house. it was pretty fun and we ate good food. so, that's all i really need to say.
3.14.2003
this isn't funny, you bastards
is the universe trying to play this painfully cruel joke on me???? okay, it isn't that severe, but how are things just not moving my way today? the planets must be out of alignment or something, cause if one more thing screws up, i'm just gonna go home and bury my head in the covers. i got up this morning with a pretty good feeling i was going to get my federal tax return today. in this nifty day and age of online banking and direct deposits, all i had to do was log in to my bank account and check if it was deposited. i usually don't do that in the morning if i have to get up early, but like i said... i had a feeling. so i open my account and guess what? i was right... yes, there was a federal tax return deposit into my account.... but guess what else? instead of being the triple digit figure of how much i was supposed to get back.... i got a 1 digit figure and some change.... CHANGE??? there's no change in your tax return. so, let's say i was supposed to get back $111 (which i didn't, but i'm using this as an example) instead, they gave me $1.11. neneng called them and they told her that it must have been a decimal mixup... of course, the mixup didn't occur in my favor giving me $1,111. and then they told her that they must have also lost my W-2's, so i need to resend them and this bullshit could take another 3 WEEKS. those bastards. so of course, i get off the phone with neneng and as i'm doing that, i'm also checking my email. i emailed the archdiocese for the military because i'm trying to get a copy of my baptismal certificate since my mom says she never got one for me, and i need this to do my confirmation classes. i guess it's this place that houses copies of sacraments from people who have received these from military establishments, i.e. marriage certificates, baptismal certificates and the like from military chapels and whatnot. so, i get this email from them saying: "A search of our files does not seem to reveal a record of baptism for Marlou Mana-ay Nooris." do you hate me???? they want me to send more information, so who knows how long that's gonna take. what the hell??? i don't know. i just don't get it. i called andy to tell him about my tax return and he said he was going to make some calls. hopefully, he can find out something better so i don't have to wait another frickin 3 weeks. because with all this, i'm losing my "yay, it's friday" cheery disposition.... and if you want me to put a smile on my face and start singing "the sun will come out... tomorrow...." you can FUGGEDABOUDIT.
is the universe trying to play this painfully cruel joke on me???? okay, it isn't that severe, but how are things just not moving my way today? the planets must be out of alignment or something, cause if one more thing screws up, i'm just gonna go home and bury my head in the covers. i got up this morning with a pretty good feeling i was going to get my federal tax return today. in this nifty day and age of online banking and direct deposits, all i had to do was log in to my bank account and check if it was deposited. i usually don't do that in the morning if i have to get up early, but like i said... i had a feeling. so i open my account and guess what? i was right... yes, there was a federal tax return deposit into my account.... but guess what else? instead of being the triple digit figure of how much i was supposed to get back.... i got a 1 digit figure and some change.... CHANGE??? there's no change in your tax return. so, let's say i was supposed to get back $111 (which i didn't, but i'm using this as an example) instead, they gave me $1.11. neneng called them and they told her that it must have been a decimal mixup... of course, the mixup didn't occur in my favor giving me $1,111. and then they told her that they must have also lost my W-2's, so i need to resend them and this bullshit could take another 3 WEEKS. those bastards. so of course, i get off the phone with neneng and as i'm doing that, i'm also checking my email. i emailed the archdiocese for the military because i'm trying to get a copy of my baptismal certificate since my mom says she never got one for me, and i need this to do my confirmation classes. i guess it's this place that houses copies of sacraments from people who have received these from military establishments, i.e. marriage certificates, baptismal certificates and the like from military chapels and whatnot. so, i get this email from them saying: "A search of our files does not seem to reveal a record of baptism for Marlou Mana-ay Nooris." do you hate me???? they want me to send more information, so who knows how long that's gonna take. what the hell??? i don't know. i just don't get it. i called andy to tell him about my tax return and he said he was going to make some calls. hopefully, he can find out something better so i don't have to wait another frickin 3 weeks. because with all this, i'm losing my "yay, it's friday" cheery disposition.... and if you want me to put a smile on my face and start singing "the sun will come out... tomorrow...." you can FUGGEDABOUDIT.
3.13.2003
A.D.D.
i seriously have ADD. i've been sitting here for an hour and a half trying to work on my blogger template, pluck my eyebrows and watch TV. i was doing each one and i would stop to do something else, then i would go back to what i was doing... i actually needed to do some GRE studying. but i'm not. shame on me. i think i'm getting over my cold. i'm started to be less congested, so that's good. nope, i don't feel like blogging. i thought i did, but i think the ADD is taking over.
i seriously have ADD. i've been sitting here for an hour and a half trying to work on my blogger template, pluck my eyebrows and watch TV. i was doing each one and i would stop to do something else, then i would go back to what i was doing... i actually needed to do some GRE studying. but i'm not. shame on me. i think i'm getting over my cold. i'm started to be less congested, so that's good. nope, i don't feel like blogging. i thought i did, but i think the ADD is taking over.
3.12.2003
neal
it's been an interesting day. i was supposed to go to the lab this morning, but since i was so drugged up from TheraFlu, i just called and told them that i was sick and i wasn't coming in. we didn't have any appointments for babies this morning, so it wasn't a big deal if i didn't come in. so, i pretty much slept in until i had to go to the post office and to the bank. andy called me after i went to the post office and so we just met for lunch since he said he would go to the bank for me and i could just leave for work after lunch. anyway, as we were sitting there, i saw this guy i used to work with. his name was neal, and he was lame. i even found out after i left and after he got fired that he thought me and this other girl were mean to him... okay, he was a moron and he's lucky we even talked to him. i didn't say anything to him because i didn't have anything to say, and i just didn't feel like dealing with it. but it was an interesting sighting.
i attended my first class at st. michael's tonight. i'm trying to get confirmed because me and andy can't have a catholic ceremony if we're not both confirmed...and as it stands, andy is confirmed and i'm not. my mom took me out of sunday school after my first communion because she didn't think i needed to do anything else. i asked her if deep down, she was just trying to stop me from getting married one day. i think it was subconscious sabotage... lol.. just kidding... i don't know what she was thinking. anyway, so now i'm paying the price and i have to get confirmed now... in addition to confirmation classes, i also have to attend these other classes called "journey of faith" and that's what i did tonight. it was actually very interesting. i think it will be nice to get a little more insight into catholicism and a deeper appreciation for my religion. the actual confirmation classes start on march 19th. i think this will be good for me. yes... yes, it will.
it's been an interesting day. i was supposed to go to the lab this morning, but since i was so drugged up from TheraFlu, i just called and told them that i was sick and i wasn't coming in. we didn't have any appointments for babies this morning, so it wasn't a big deal if i didn't come in. so, i pretty much slept in until i had to go to the post office and to the bank. andy called me after i went to the post office and so we just met for lunch since he said he would go to the bank for me and i could just leave for work after lunch. anyway, as we were sitting there, i saw this guy i used to work with. his name was neal, and he was lame. i even found out after i left and after he got fired that he thought me and this other girl were mean to him... okay, he was a moron and he's lucky we even talked to him. i didn't say anything to him because i didn't have anything to say, and i just didn't feel like dealing with it. but it was an interesting sighting.
i attended my first class at st. michael's tonight. i'm trying to get confirmed because me and andy can't have a catholic ceremony if we're not both confirmed...and as it stands, andy is confirmed and i'm not. my mom took me out of sunday school after my first communion because she didn't think i needed to do anything else. i asked her if deep down, she was just trying to stop me from getting married one day. i think it was subconscious sabotage... lol.. just kidding... i don't know what she was thinking. anyway, so now i'm paying the price and i have to get confirmed now... in addition to confirmation classes, i also have to attend these other classes called "journey of faith" and that's what i did tonight. it was actually very interesting. i think it will be nice to get a little more insight into catholicism and a deeper appreciation for my religion. the actual confirmation classes start on march 19th. i think this will be good for me. yes... yes, it will.
3.11.2003
funny story
i got off work early yesterday so me and andy ran a few errands. we had to go to petco to buy meya more food, and we also bought her treats and a toy and all that good stuff we buy to spoil our dog, and i also bought a bottle of dasani water. when the guy was ringing our stuff up, i look at andy and hold up my water and go "this is dog water, right?" and then andy asked our cashier guy "hey, that's dog water, right?" and the guy looked at us and goes "umm... no, that's people water." me and andy laughed our asses off. the guy was telling us how alot of people really do ask dumb questions, and i knew that which is why i knew it would be funny. me and andy are like a comedy duo, it's great.
i forgot to mention yesterday when i was talking about how disappointed i was about turning down that job for bed bath and beyond, that at least i said no to them and not the other way around. that's my silver lining, i guess.
when i got home today, i watched the "diary of gideon yago in kuwait" and it made me cry. almost anything can make me cry, so that wasn't really the big deal, but i was just so saddened by all those marines at the iraq/kuwait border defending what our country has told them to defend. those guys don't want our pity. and i know this. and i know marines.... but that doesn't stop me from feeling the way i do. obviously, how easily andy could be there. and how different me and andy's life would be. that's just what makes me sad. all those people there have families, they have children, and they have people that love them. but they make that sacrifice for their country, and for all those people that they love. i'm not saying that i don't believe that there could be a peaceful solution to all this, but that isn't the reality we live in. we live in the reality that war does exist, and there are people who are willing to go and do as the president wishes. and regardless of whether or not you agree with the president's wishes, we should all be thankful for those people.
i got off work early yesterday so me and andy ran a few errands. we had to go to petco to buy meya more food, and we also bought her treats and a toy and all that good stuff we buy to spoil our dog, and i also bought a bottle of dasani water. when the guy was ringing our stuff up, i look at andy and hold up my water and go "this is dog water, right?" and then andy asked our cashier guy "hey, that's dog water, right?" and the guy looked at us and goes "umm... no, that's people water." me and andy laughed our asses off. the guy was telling us how alot of people really do ask dumb questions, and i knew that which is why i knew it would be funny. me and andy are like a comedy duo, it's great.
i forgot to mention yesterday when i was talking about how disappointed i was about turning down that job for bed bath and beyond, that at least i said no to them and not the other way around. that's my silver lining, i guess.
when i got home today, i watched the "diary of gideon yago in kuwait" and it made me cry. almost anything can make me cry, so that wasn't really the big deal, but i was just so saddened by all those marines at the iraq/kuwait border defending what our country has told them to defend. those guys don't want our pity. and i know this. and i know marines.... but that doesn't stop me from feeling the way i do. obviously, how easily andy could be there. and how different me and andy's life would be. that's just what makes me sad. all those people there have families, they have children, and they have people that love them. but they make that sacrifice for their country, and for all those people that they love. i'm not saying that i don't believe that there could be a peaceful solution to all this, but that isn't the reality we live in. we live in the reality that war does exist, and there are people who are willing to go and do as the president wishes. and regardless of whether or not you agree with the president's wishes, we should all be thankful for those people.
3.10.2003
how much are you worth?
well, i'm a bit disappointed. bed bath & beyond had the 1st day of their job fair today and since i had already filled out and left an application, all i had to do was show up and sign up for an interview. well, i interviewed and it went really well. the only part that turned out to be a downer was the amount of money they were offering. okay, they were offering FOUR DOLLARS less than i make now. four dollars??!! okay, that's alot of money and i don't know if i can be going that far backwards in how much money i'm willing to make. i was ideally aiming for making at least $1 more an hour than i make now, but i would even have been willing to make maybe $1 or $2 less, but i just couldn't see myself agreeing to get paid the same amount i was making 5 years ago... 5 years ago when i didn't have a college degree, 5 years ago when i barely had any work experience, and 5 years ago when i probably wouldn't have questioned how much i was worth. but you know, things happen for a reason, and it IS five years later and all of these things HAVE changed me. so, i can't go back. i'm just really disappointed... i really wanted to work there, but i guess we'll see what happens. andy says it will be okay and something better will come along, and i believe him, but i just think i would have been awesome at that store. i guess everyone comes across a time where they have to figure out how much they are worth and what they are willing to take... like i've said before and i'll say it again: being a grown-up sucks ass.
this weekend was pretty eventful. we went to the movies on friday, then me, andy, crissy and matt ate at denny's. actually, crissy, matt and andy nibbled on stuff, and i ate a meal cause all i had that day was jamba juice. anyway, it was a fun little double date. on saturday, it was grandma's 85th birthday. i thought i was going crazy because i had done the math earlier that day and i was thinking she was 85, but when i got there, she kept saying she was 84 and there were other people agreeing with her until they did the math, too. but hey, if she's thinks she's 84, she can go right along and keep doing that. yesterday, me and andy pretty much slept the whole day until j, chakee, and trizza came over. andy and me have been taking meya on nightly walks, so chakee came with us and kyle met us at the field. we usually take meya to a baseball field where there is a fence and she can run around like a maniac. the idea is to tire her out so that she's not crazy-insane at the house. anyway, me and chakee walked up to albertsons so i could buy some bridal magazines. i bought one from target (the only one they had) and it completely sucked. it didn't have any dresses i would even consider and the articles weren't too fantastic either. i have a fairly good idea of the wedding dress i want, but i'm just looking to see if i can come up with better ideas, so we sat there looking at the magazines when we got home. chakee and trizza got to "ooooh...." and "ahhhh......." at how "soooooo preeeeettttttttttty" everything was and how they were gonna do it at their own wedding. i think that is one of the funner things about being a girl, envisioning what you are gonna have your wedding be like and when you finally get to really plan it, it's so fun. i don't have alot of crucial decisions i need to make right away since we are waiting so long, but any stress i can alleviate for myself now and make decisions on things while i'm NOT in graduate school will make things that much easier when it starts to get closer to the date and i'm pulling my hair out cause i'm in school. but anyway, i should stop blogging and get back to work. i have a headache from a "cough due to cold" (forrest gump, duh) so i want to be doing as less as possible. i've traced all possibilities of where this cold could have come from, and i'm gonna point the finger at crissy. you drank my beer before i started drinking it and that's the only reason i could be sick. i've been eating oranges like a crazy person, so i know i'm actually pretty health in other aspects, but i'm so susceptible to other people's germs. and now i have your germs.
well, i'm a bit disappointed. bed bath & beyond had the 1st day of their job fair today and since i had already filled out and left an application, all i had to do was show up and sign up for an interview. well, i interviewed and it went really well. the only part that turned out to be a downer was the amount of money they were offering. okay, they were offering FOUR DOLLARS less than i make now. four dollars??!! okay, that's alot of money and i don't know if i can be going that far backwards in how much money i'm willing to make. i was ideally aiming for making at least $1 more an hour than i make now, but i would even have been willing to make maybe $1 or $2 less, but i just couldn't see myself agreeing to get paid the same amount i was making 5 years ago... 5 years ago when i didn't have a college degree, 5 years ago when i barely had any work experience, and 5 years ago when i probably wouldn't have questioned how much i was worth. but you know, things happen for a reason, and it IS five years later and all of these things HAVE changed me. so, i can't go back. i'm just really disappointed... i really wanted to work there, but i guess we'll see what happens. andy says it will be okay and something better will come along, and i believe him, but i just think i would have been awesome at that store. i guess everyone comes across a time where they have to figure out how much they are worth and what they are willing to take... like i've said before and i'll say it again: being a grown-up sucks ass.
this weekend was pretty eventful. we went to the movies on friday, then me, andy, crissy and matt ate at denny's. actually, crissy, matt and andy nibbled on stuff, and i ate a meal cause all i had that day was jamba juice. anyway, it was a fun little double date. on saturday, it was grandma's 85th birthday. i thought i was going crazy because i had done the math earlier that day and i was thinking she was 85, but when i got there, she kept saying she was 84 and there were other people agreeing with her until they did the math, too. but hey, if she's thinks she's 84, she can go right along and keep doing that. yesterday, me and andy pretty much slept the whole day until j, chakee, and trizza came over. andy and me have been taking meya on nightly walks, so chakee came with us and kyle met us at the field. we usually take meya to a baseball field where there is a fence and she can run around like a maniac. the idea is to tire her out so that she's not crazy-insane at the house. anyway, me and chakee walked up to albertsons so i could buy some bridal magazines. i bought one from target (the only one they had) and it completely sucked. it didn't have any dresses i would even consider and the articles weren't too fantastic either. i have a fairly good idea of the wedding dress i want, but i'm just looking to see if i can come up with better ideas, so we sat there looking at the magazines when we got home. chakee and trizza got to "ooooh...." and "ahhhh......." at how "soooooo preeeeettttttttttty" everything was and how they were gonna do it at their own wedding. i think that is one of the funner things about being a girl, envisioning what you are gonna have your wedding be like and when you finally get to really plan it, it's so fun. i don't have alot of crucial decisions i need to make right away since we are waiting so long, but any stress i can alleviate for myself now and make decisions on things while i'm NOT in graduate school will make things that much easier when it starts to get closer to the date and i'm pulling my hair out cause i'm in school. but anyway, i should stop blogging and get back to work. i have a headache from a "cough due to cold" (forrest gump, duh) so i want to be doing as less as possible. i've traced all possibilities of where this cold could have come from, and i'm gonna point the finger at crissy. you drank my beer before i started drinking it and that's the only reason i could be sick. i've been eating oranges like a crazy person, so i know i'm actually pretty health in other aspects, but i'm so susceptible to other people's germs. and now i have your germs.
3.06.2003
top down.... chrome spinnin
lol :) when i was thinking about a title, i was just gonna put "top down," but then i remembered that song. i'm so retarded... anyway, it was such an amazing day to be driving with my top down and i had fun even though i was by myself most of the day. earlier this week, my work told me that if i had anything i needed to do, just let them know if i wanted a day off. so, i chose today and i think it was a good choice. they needed some help at the lab today because our lab coordinator was going out of town, so i said i would go ahead and take today off and go help them. and i got a whole lotta shit done today, too... i mailed off all of our bills that i have and that are due, went to the lab, went to target, dropped off the money me and andy, and andy's sister, alyssa, owe toto at my mom's house, went to seafood city, and came home and made adobo. the only thing i REALLY wanted to do today that i didn't was give meya a bath. she smells like FIZZUNK, but i just haven't found time, and it has also been really chilly lately. and giving her a bath is such a production... she's not little so i have to get like 4 towels ready, get all the stuff i need ready cause she darts around like a crazy bandit and it's crazy stuff, too, like her toothbrush, the stuff to clean her ears, the petroleum for her paw pads, and treats for all this stuff to keep her occupied. man, and andy won't even give her a bath, so it's all me.
anyway, i don't really have alot to talk about.... i haven't been in the mood for blogging lately. i'm not sure what it is... i think i've had a lot on my mind, and it's hard to sit here and blog about it when i'm trying to work it all out in my own head. jibber-jabbering about it with ten thousand different people doesn't really help, but it helps for me to just think in my own head and figure out what the right thing to do is. anyway, that's that....
lol :) when i was thinking about a title, i was just gonna put "top down," but then i remembered that song. i'm so retarded... anyway, it was such an amazing day to be driving with my top down and i had fun even though i was by myself most of the day. earlier this week, my work told me that if i had anything i needed to do, just let them know if i wanted a day off. so, i chose today and i think it was a good choice. they needed some help at the lab today because our lab coordinator was going out of town, so i said i would go ahead and take today off and go help them. and i got a whole lotta shit done today, too... i mailed off all of our bills that i have and that are due, went to the lab, went to target, dropped off the money me and andy, and andy's sister, alyssa, owe toto at my mom's house, went to seafood city, and came home and made adobo. the only thing i REALLY wanted to do today that i didn't was give meya a bath. she smells like FIZZUNK, but i just haven't found time, and it has also been really chilly lately. and giving her a bath is such a production... she's not little so i have to get like 4 towels ready, get all the stuff i need ready cause she darts around like a crazy bandit and it's crazy stuff, too, like her toothbrush, the stuff to clean her ears, the petroleum for her paw pads, and treats for all this stuff to keep her occupied. man, and andy won't even give her a bath, so it's all me.
anyway, i don't really have alot to talk about.... i haven't been in the mood for blogging lately. i'm not sure what it is... i think i've had a lot on my mind, and it's hard to sit here and blog about it when i'm trying to work it all out in my own head. jibber-jabbering about it with ten thousand different people doesn't really help, but it helps for me to just think in my own head and figure out what the right thing to do is. anyway, that's that....
3.04.2003
symbols
have you ever thought about how important symbols are in your life? not like, cymbal, the instrument, but objects or things that stand in your life to represent something on a larger scale. i don't know, i guess i've been thinking about different symbols lately and why some things are done and used to be symbolic and what exactly those symbols mean to me and why are they are so important. anyway, i guess where i'm going with this is like, for example, a diploma... if you get your high school diploma (or even your college diploma, for that matter) it's not the piece of paper that you worked for. i mean, symbolically, it might have the been the thing you were working for, but within that time frame that you worked for it, may it be the four years you spent in high school, or someone who spends 10 years trying to get their college degree, that's actually what counts. it's a sense of accomplishment or completion that you worked towards to get that piece of paper. so, the diploma is just the symbol... what you gained from getting that diploma is your education, the things you may have learned along the way from struggling to get that diploma, or even the time you used getting that diploma as opposed to spending your time doing something else, like committing crimes or having babies. anyway, i wasn't actually thinking about diplomas and education, but doing things for symbolic reasons, or HAVING things for symbolic reasons has been on my mind. i just thought i'd apply it to something else so that i could think aloud.
so, we went to benihana last night for dinner. this is the 2nd time we've been there in 3 months, and you'd think we were rolling in dough as much as we've gone there recently, but me and andy like it, and i guess in the long run, we see it as worth our money. but anyway, kyle has friends from out of town and last night was going to be the night that we were gonna go out to dinner with them. my plan was to take them to this little bar slash restaurant in golden hill called Turf Club. it's this weird little dive bar that you order your food, and they bring it to you raw, and there is a little grill in the middle of the room, and everyone cooks their own food. andy thought it was completely lame the first time we went there, but after he got to cook his own food exactly how he wanted it and it tasted super good, he decided it wasn't too shabby. well, we were gonna take them there and at the last minute i had a vague memory of seeing a "no one under 21 allowed" sign on the door and i called to double-check. and i was right. it is a couple visiting kyle and the girl isn't 21, so we couldn't go there. when they got to our house, i asked them what they felt like eating cause i was going to take them to either to the Old Spaghetti Factory downtown or to Rock Bottom downtown. the girl had never had sushi before and said she wanted to try it. so, benihana's it was. the last time me and andy were there, we had that mexican cook and it was a little disappointing, and as a matter of fact, the last couple times the chefs have been a little on the pooper side, so that changes the atmosphere at your table. but anyway, we got a fun guy last night. the first thing he did when he started cooking was make the fried rice, and when he dumped the white rice out of the bowl onto the grill, he spanked it with his spatula and asked "who's your daddy?" it was classic. but anyway, the food was yummy, but it makes my head spin when i think how much money we spent on that meal.... but hey, money comes and goes, you can't stress about it forever, i guess.
i didn't really feel like blogging. but i am bored to pieces at work, so i had to do something to occupy my time. it is so slow around here it's not even funny. i probably won't even come to work on Thursday. but anyway, it is almost time to go home. here's a final thought: i couldn't sleep last night so i stayed up watching the cosby show. it was the episode when rudy doesn't want to take the tap lessons so she doesn't even tell her parents that she stopped going to the lessons. she's supposed to be doing it so that she can perform the dance at the end of the week. anyway, so cliff goes "okay, let me see about your logic. you don't want to practice because you don't think you are any good, so rather than go and try to get better, you don't want to do anything at all and when it comes time to dance, you are just going to stand there and look REALLY interesting." i couldn't stop laughing. oh, that cosby show... too too funny.
have you ever thought about how important symbols are in your life? not like, cymbal, the instrument, but objects or things that stand in your life to represent something on a larger scale. i don't know, i guess i've been thinking about different symbols lately and why some things are done and used to be symbolic and what exactly those symbols mean to me and why are they are so important. anyway, i guess where i'm going with this is like, for example, a diploma... if you get your high school diploma (or even your college diploma, for that matter) it's not the piece of paper that you worked for. i mean, symbolically, it might have the been the thing you were working for, but within that time frame that you worked for it, may it be the four years you spent in high school, or someone who spends 10 years trying to get their college degree, that's actually what counts. it's a sense of accomplishment or completion that you worked towards to get that piece of paper. so, the diploma is just the symbol... what you gained from getting that diploma is your education, the things you may have learned along the way from struggling to get that diploma, or even the time you used getting that diploma as opposed to spending your time doing something else, like committing crimes or having babies. anyway, i wasn't actually thinking about diplomas and education, but doing things for symbolic reasons, or HAVING things for symbolic reasons has been on my mind. i just thought i'd apply it to something else so that i could think aloud.
so, we went to benihana last night for dinner. this is the 2nd time we've been there in 3 months, and you'd think we were rolling in dough as much as we've gone there recently, but me and andy like it, and i guess in the long run, we see it as worth our money. but anyway, kyle has friends from out of town and last night was going to be the night that we were gonna go out to dinner with them. my plan was to take them to this little bar slash restaurant in golden hill called Turf Club. it's this weird little dive bar that you order your food, and they bring it to you raw, and there is a little grill in the middle of the room, and everyone cooks their own food. andy thought it was completely lame the first time we went there, but after he got to cook his own food exactly how he wanted it and it tasted super good, he decided it wasn't too shabby. well, we were gonna take them there and at the last minute i had a vague memory of seeing a "no one under 21 allowed" sign on the door and i called to double-check. and i was right. it is a couple visiting kyle and the girl isn't 21, so we couldn't go there. when they got to our house, i asked them what they felt like eating cause i was going to take them to either to the Old Spaghetti Factory downtown or to Rock Bottom downtown. the girl had never had sushi before and said she wanted to try it. so, benihana's it was. the last time me and andy were there, we had that mexican cook and it was a little disappointing, and as a matter of fact, the last couple times the chefs have been a little on the pooper side, so that changes the atmosphere at your table. but anyway, we got a fun guy last night. the first thing he did when he started cooking was make the fried rice, and when he dumped the white rice out of the bowl onto the grill, he spanked it with his spatula and asked "who's your daddy?" it was classic. but anyway, the food was yummy, but it makes my head spin when i think how much money we spent on that meal.... but hey, money comes and goes, you can't stress about it forever, i guess.
i didn't really feel like blogging. but i am bored to pieces at work, so i had to do something to occupy my time. it is so slow around here it's not even funny. i probably won't even come to work on Thursday. but anyway, it is almost time to go home. here's a final thought: i couldn't sleep last night so i stayed up watching the cosby show. it was the episode when rudy doesn't want to take the tap lessons so she doesn't even tell her parents that she stopped going to the lessons. she's supposed to be doing it so that she can perform the dance at the end of the week. anyway, so cliff goes "okay, let me see about your logic. you don't want to practice because you don't think you are any good, so rather than go and try to get better, you don't want to do anything at all and when it comes time to dance, you are just going to stand there and look REALLY interesting." i couldn't stop laughing. oh, that cosby show... too too funny.
3.02.2003
george is the bomb diggity
damn, it is already sunday. where the hell did the weekend go???? anyway, andy is sleeping right now and i'm hoping i can drag him out to the mall when he finally wakes up. we've both woken up and gone back to sleep a few times this morning, but we can't seem to be awake at the same time. anyway, we had a long night last night so everyone is pretty tired.
well, on friday night, me and andy had a date to go to the mall... we only had a couple things to do, like exchange a wallet andy bought from wilsons and do a little ring-window-shopping so we were just gonna go after andy got off work. anyway, andy lagged so i nixed the mall idea and said he was taking me out to dinner and i had been craving the pad thai noodles from cheesecake factory all week so that's where i decided i wanted to eat. so we go there and of course, the line is out the door, and andy was already starting to regret this whole idea, but it was too late and when they told us the wait was going to be 45 minutes to an hour, andy could barely handle the news. anyway, after sitting there for 25 minutes, this crazy white lady comes up to us. i was kinda like, what does she want from us?? but then she proceeded to tell us that they had just found a table and her beeper thing was going off and they didn't need that table anymore and wanted to give us her table. i asked if it was a table for two and she said yes, and that was enough for me. anyway, we held on to our beeper and when it went off, andy passed it along to another couple to shorten their waiting time..... hmmmm... random acts of kindness, i guess it does still exist. anyway, our table was under the name George, and thus, that's why george is the bomb diggity.
today is neneng's birthday. we went out last night and went to bar dynamite. it was pretty fun except for the free TA-TA show we witnessed. the boys enjoyed that, but me and crissy couldn't believe what was going on. anyway, the music was alright... kinda funk, kinda old school, but i think the DJ waited too long to start playing hip hop. i liked the crowd and we got a really good booth thanks to clyde and jon. my friends went also, and they looked like the biggest group of girls that weren't connected to guys in the joint, so everyone kept trying to get a piece of them. well, hopefully andy wakes up soon cause i'm done blogging... i'm gonna make something to eat cause that will definitely get him up. oh, the sneaky things girls do.....
damn, it is already sunday. where the hell did the weekend go???? anyway, andy is sleeping right now and i'm hoping i can drag him out to the mall when he finally wakes up. we've both woken up and gone back to sleep a few times this morning, but we can't seem to be awake at the same time. anyway, we had a long night last night so everyone is pretty tired.
well, on friday night, me and andy had a date to go to the mall... we only had a couple things to do, like exchange a wallet andy bought from wilsons and do a little ring-window-shopping so we were just gonna go after andy got off work. anyway, andy lagged so i nixed the mall idea and said he was taking me out to dinner and i had been craving the pad thai noodles from cheesecake factory all week so that's where i decided i wanted to eat. so we go there and of course, the line is out the door, and andy was already starting to regret this whole idea, but it was too late and when they told us the wait was going to be 45 minutes to an hour, andy could barely handle the news. anyway, after sitting there for 25 minutes, this crazy white lady comes up to us. i was kinda like, what does she want from us?? but then she proceeded to tell us that they had just found a table and her beeper thing was going off and they didn't need that table anymore and wanted to give us her table. i asked if it was a table for two and she said yes, and that was enough for me. anyway, we held on to our beeper and when it went off, andy passed it along to another couple to shorten their waiting time..... hmmmm... random acts of kindness, i guess it does still exist. anyway, our table was under the name George, and thus, that's why george is the bomb diggity.
today is neneng's birthday. we went out last night and went to bar dynamite. it was pretty fun except for the free TA-TA show we witnessed. the boys enjoyed that, but me and crissy couldn't believe what was going on. anyway, the music was alright... kinda funk, kinda old school, but i think the DJ waited too long to start playing hip hop. i liked the crowd and we got a really good booth thanks to clyde and jon. my friends went also, and they looked like the biggest group of girls that weren't connected to guys in the joint, so everyone kept trying to get a piece of them. well, hopefully andy wakes up soon cause i'm done blogging... i'm gonna make something to eat cause that will definitely get him up. oh, the sneaky things girls do.....
