I woke up this morning on time, but I still had a few items to discuss with my pillow. That business took me right up until 8:30am when I had to leave for work. work is so busy. But they love me cause I am so familliar with the 'works-to-hard attitude.' I get there early, and stay late. I put in 95 hours for the last two weeks. Wow, this is a hard life. I barely remember what it was like to stand ouside in the sunshine. Can you imagine what it would be like to be a child forced to labor in a consentration type camp behind a sewing machine, working for nike, or Martha Stewart, or something. That is what my day is like. No fun, no entertainment, no excitment. And I think that they think i'm an intern, cause they are still paying me in salad coupons. I really wish I had a fun job, where I could do all those things, show up late, and leave early. I could do those things if I was a dental Hygenist. Now that would be the life. It would be better than being in Hollywood. Better than being star-struck. :)
I arrived at work with a nice suprise in my in-box. USC decided to sell me football season tickets again, and wonderfully gave me the same seats as last time. Oh ya! I can't wait.
Last night I went to the store to buy a gallon size jar of vitamin C and handsoap. After that I decided to wash my sorrows down with some Panda Express. Mmmm Mmmm Good. The old chinese lady has started recognizing me when I go there. She loves me.
Then I wound up over at Greenfield. It was a 'Lost' watching evening. I brought Jeff and Josh over too, then Trixha came over too. Emily made some fabulous cookies and brownies to complement the evening. We were joining some of the founding members of the 'Lost-Girls': Emily and Marcella. So Lost has never been the most favorite show of most of us 'joiners', and that became pretty apparent when we all started having side conversations that escalated to be more important than the show. Emily became very upset as she was 'forced' to pause the show multiple times. eventually as Maggie entered the picture, she led most of the un-interested parties to the other part of the house. And, as the show ended we all ended up wandering into Maggies room and gossiping about everything. At first we (josh and I) were thinking of rearanging their room, as a 'hello' to Joyce, the new girl. but then we just started going thru her things and then even that got boring, so we were all sprawled out around the room, like around a campfire. It was fun. we talked late into the night, and then the neighbors got mad, cause we were loud.
I was completly wrong about the American Idol vote off. But I still think its rigged. I just checked with my inside source and they say that there was a last second shuffle, to make it more PC, but Blake will be Axed next week, cause the other chick, Jordan Sparks has been set to be winner for a while now. but we'll see.
Last night I also got my Chinese Proverb book from Amazon. I was so excited, cause I only ordered it on sunday night. thats pretty good service. It will be a week or two before I can start spouting these proverbs like an ancient monk from the Himilayas, but it will be good. That, and this will help me in my Man-Box Progress. Its been a few to many weeks since we've collectivly worked on them.
Friday, May 18, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Daily Update - May 16
I went to see 'The Ex' last night. It was a mid-level good. Its no 'Anchorman', or 'Blades of Glory', but worth while. It had a lot of the characters from Arrested Development and a main guy from Scrubs. That movie makes me want to dislike people in wheelchairs.
After that we went for ice cream, and except for the non-stop cOughing, it was fabulous. Mmmmm Peanut Butter and Chocolate, (you probably can't see, but I'm drooling right now due to that last statement).
I got some more of my CD's that I ordered off of Amazon. Now I can rock out with more 'Hair-Bands' from the 80's and 90's!
So in case you're following, I've been preaching that American Idol is rigged. I knew this as soon as Sanjaia was voted off. As proof to see if I'm right or not, I've heard from my sources that Blake Lewis is the one to go this time. If he does go, there is a higher chance of the results being rigged. If not, then I could be full if crap. Either way I think I'm spending to much time on this. The only reason that show is any good is cause of Simon and all the auditions in the
beginning.
At this very moment I'm listening to helicopters ouside, not for the hospitle, they are getto-birds searching for the latest campus copy-cat shooter. Thats right, Shots fired two blocks from where I work (south-west corner of campus). and I thought I was getting away from all that action when I moved over here from usc! I did my duty as a Samaritan and texted all the people I know who go there, and told them to watch out.
I started my paintings last night. It was a slow start. I needed to get some of the rust out the the painting gears, and dust off the ol 'creative cap' before I start the big ones. there are four that I'll be working on, all at once. Yes, I'm that good. And that's just for starters. Now i just have to dedicate a section of my room for that stuff, otherwise they'll get lost.
Lunch was sponsored by Socko's, the new sandwich shop.
After that we went for ice cream, and except for the non-stop cOughing, it was fabulous. Mmmmm Peanut Butter and Chocolate, (you probably can't see, but I'm drooling right now due to that last statement).
I got some more of my CD's that I ordered off of Amazon. Now I can rock out with more 'Hair-Bands' from the 80's and 90's!
So in case you're following, I've been preaching that American Idol is rigged. I knew this as soon as Sanjaia was voted off. As proof to see if I'm right or not, I've heard from my sources that Blake Lewis is the one to go this time. If he does go, there is a higher chance of the results being rigged. If not, then I could be full if crap. Either way I think I'm spending to much time on this. The only reason that show is any good is cause of Simon and all the auditions in the
beginning.
At this very moment I'm listening to helicopters ouside, not for the hospitle, they are getto-birds searching for the latest campus copy-cat shooter. Thats right, Shots fired two blocks from where I work (south-west corner of campus). and I thought I was getting away from all that action when I moved over here from usc! I did my duty as a Samaritan and texted all the people I know who go there, and told them to watch out.
I started my paintings last night. It was a slow start. I needed to get some of the rust out the the painting gears, and dust off the ol 'creative cap' before I start the big ones. there are four that I'll be working on, all at once. Yes, I'm that good. And that's just for starters. Now i just have to dedicate a section of my room for that stuff, otherwise they'll get lost.
Lunch was sponsored by Socko's, the new sandwich shop.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Daily Update - May 15
Poor Jim, Jim is Sick. Jim can caugh, Jim can caugh lots. Caugh Jim Caugh. Jim can't NOT caugh. Caughing keeps jim up at night. Jim can't sleep. Poor, poor jim.
Jim had Family Home Evening. Family Home Evening is good. Family Home Evening here is with friends, not family. Jim has nice friends. Today we went to dinner. Jim likes dinner. Jim likes most food. Food is good. Food is good to jim. Spagetti is food. Spaghetti is good food. Spaghetti is good food for jim. Jim likes Spaghetti. Jim eats Spaghetti, Yumm.
Hanging out with friends is fun. Jim likes friends. Friends are good. Jim has friends. Trisha is jim's friend. Trisha has a car. Her car is new. She lets jim drive her new car. Jim dosen't know why, but he dosen't care. Trasha is trusting. Trisha is good at that. Nice nice Trisha. Jim likes to drive. Jim can drive fast. Trisha dosen't like jim driving fast. Go Jim Go! Drive fast jim, drive fast. Hold on Trisha, Jim can drive fast. Don't cry trisha, Jim is a safe driver. Poor Trisha, Trisha is Sad. Sad sad Trisha. Cars are fun. Cameras are also fun. Trisha's car has a back-up camera on it. Jim also likes back-up cameras on cars. They are fun. Cameras on cars are good ideas. Jim dosen't have to use the 'force' when backing up in Trisha's car. Nice car.
Jim likes after-parties. Jim tries to find after-parties. Jim likes after-parties following FHE. Parties are funny. Trisha is good at partying. Trisha likes hosting parties. Trisha likes having parties after FHE too. Trisha is nice. Nice, nice Trisha. Jeff is a good cook. Jeff likes cake. Trisha likes Chocolate. Josh likes Germans. Together they all like German Chocolate cake. They made German Chocolate Cake. Bake jeff bake. Baking is good. German Chocolate Cake is good. Everyone should like German Chocolate Cake. They all like staying up late too. Jim can't stay up as late as the rest of them. Jim is sick. Jim likes rest. Jim likes to rest in his bed. Jims bed is good. Good good bed. Jim goes to sleep in his bed. Sleep jim Sleep. Good night jim.
The End.
Jim had Family Home Evening. Family Home Evening is good. Family Home Evening here is with friends, not family. Jim has nice friends. Today we went to dinner. Jim likes dinner. Jim likes most food. Food is good. Food is good to jim. Spagetti is food. Spaghetti is good food. Spaghetti is good food for jim. Jim likes Spaghetti. Jim eats Spaghetti, Yumm.
Hanging out with friends is fun. Jim likes friends. Friends are good. Jim has friends. Trisha is jim's friend. Trisha has a car. Her car is new. She lets jim drive her new car. Jim dosen't know why, but he dosen't care. Trasha is trusting. Trisha is good at that. Nice nice Trisha. Jim likes to drive. Jim can drive fast. Trisha dosen't like jim driving fast. Go Jim Go! Drive fast jim, drive fast. Hold on Trisha, Jim can drive fast. Don't cry trisha, Jim is a safe driver. Poor Trisha, Trisha is Sad. Sad sad Trisha. Cars are fun. Cameras are also fun. Trisha's car has a back-up camera on it. Jim also likes back-up cameras on cars. They are fun. Cameras on cars are good ideas. Jim dosen't have to use the 'force' when backing up in Trisha's car. Nice car.
Jim likes after-parties. Jim tries to find after-parties. Jim likes after-parties following FHE. Parties are funny. Trisha is good at partying. Trisha likes hosting parties. Trisha likes having parties after FHE too. Trisha is nice. Nice, nice Trisha. Jeff is a good cook. Jeff likes cake. Trisha likes Chocolate. Josh likes Germans. Together they all like German Chocolate cake. They made German Chocolate Cake. Bake jeff bake. Baking is good. German Chocolate Cake is good. Everyone should like German Chocolate Cake. They all like staying up late too. Jim can't stay up as late as the rest of them. Jim is sick. Jim likes rest. Jim likes to rest in his bed. Jims bed is good. Good good bed. Jim goes to sleep in his bed. Sleep jim Sleep. Good night jim.
The End.
Monday, May 14, 2007
Daily Update
Today Jim is sad. He's acually been sad for a few days. My friend Renee moved away. As I went to her house on Saturday morning it was almost like going to a funeral, just minus the dead bodies. It was her (and jessica) who were the first mormon girls to befrend me in LA. I've left friends plenty of times, but this time I didn't really have a say in the matter (not that I should have or anything). Sure I can try to find another 'Litte Liberal Cannonball' as a replacement, (and a psychologist, and a RSP, and someone who hates the NRA, and someone to tease and
pick up and shake, and someone to wipe bbq-sauce on, and someone to go to the Griddle with, etc...)but those are some tough shoes to fill. A friend suggested that I think of all those tears like the Buddists do, as a 'gift' that cleanses the soul. But then I realize i'm a guy and its not cool to admit stuff like that, and buddhists are short pudgy little trolls who always smile, and hold their hands in weird positions while reciting proverbs. I'm currently trying to drown the thoughts
with loud fast music and prank phone calls.
Friday: 5:30pm
On Friday work was wrapping up quickly, the bosses were already gone, there were only three of us, and we were all itching to leave, its just that when Susan left she said Richard (boss) was going to call later to check in. So we felt guilty leaving, but we eventually did anyway. I was feeling ambitious, so I went for a hair cut at Floyd's Barbershop. It was a good time to go, not to many other people there. It was a dude who ended up cutting my hair. It was fine until the very end, and thats when it got weird. So at Flyod's, they have this vibrating device that they attach to one of their hands and they run their hand over your head and shoulders, a novelty gimmic of sorts. So I was familiar with this part of it, but the part where I got nervous was how far HE took this massage device. (I'd like to remind you that this is a barber shop, not a massage parlor.) I thought twice when his hands were running down my arms, but ignored it as I went back to looking at my new self in the mirror. Seconds later, I had to cringe again when he was moving his hands down my back. I thought it was supposed to just be the shoulders afterall.
But I really felt confused when his vibrating hand divice started running down my chest. LUCKILY his hands stopped at the bottom of my rib cage. For a second I thought he would try to go to the stomach! Now THAT would have been weird. I could tell that he wanted to check out my chiseled abs, and other stunning features. I could feel his eyes undressing me the whole time I was there. After all he did have to unbutton my shirt a little bit to 'get better access to my neck'. I didn't remember it being so extensive the last two times I had been there. After he was done molesting me, I ran out the door and cried all the way to my car. Then from my car to my closet at home. I felt a little violated.
After that I hung out at my place for a minute, and dried my tears, then met up with others. We eventually went over to help Renee pack stuff. Apparently we stayed up pretty late. I don't remember the time at all, cause I fell asleep. It was only the next day that Jessica and the others told me how late it was. [Yes, I said Jessica, cause Jeff's laugh kept her (and probably the nighbors) awake till we all went home. (Jessica was in her apartment bedroom, four floors up, and across the street).]
Sat. 9:00am
Now after a few hours of sleep, I met up with the kids super-early, to help Renee out again. This time Jeff made pancakes though. I was suprisingly awake for the early hour that it was. A bunch of people showed up to help load storage unit with her stuff. I had to leave early, which I felt bad about, but From there I went to 'attempt' to see some show called 'Wicked' with some chick named Catherine. It didn't work though, we lost the 'lottery'. We then went downtown to try to catch another matenee show of a different show, but that didn't work either. Catherine was pretty pissed. So as a last resort to an almost failed afternoon we went to see Spiderman. We showed up 20 minutes late, but we still went in.
7:00pm
Later that night we had Evan and Mary's Engagement/Batchelor/Batchelorette party. It was only decided earlier that day, but we went to see Blades Of Glory at the Fox lot. Jeff made cookies, guys huddled around the table so the girls couldn't get to the treat table. It was kind of boy-scoutish. Then Evan and Mary opended gifts, and talked about 'doing-it'. (I suppose the book I got them fueled that fire, sorry guys). Well that made most people nervous, so they scattered. We did play a game there called 'would you rather do...'. I wasn't sure what everyone else was asking, but my question for Evan was "Would you rather do Matthew McConaughey, or Tobey Maguire?" And I asked Mary "Would you rather do Paris Hilton or Lindsey Lohan?" It was good for a laugh. Apparently everyone else was asking stuff like " evan, would
pick up and shake, and someone to wipe bbq-sauce on, and someone to go to the Griddle with, etc...)but those are some tough shoes to fill. A friend suggested that I think of all those tears like the Buddists do, as a 'gift' that cleanses the soul. But then I realize i'm a guy and its not cool to admit stuff like that, and buddhists are short pudgy little trolls who always smile, and hold their hands in weird positions while reciting proverbs. I'm currently trying to drown the thoughts
with loud fast music and prank phone calls.
Friday: 5:30pm
On Friday work was wrapping up quickly, the bosses were already gone, there were only three of us, and we were all itching to leave, its just that when Susan left she said Richard (boss) was going to call later to check in. So we felt guilty leaving, but we eventually did anyway. I was feeling ambitious, so I went for a hair cut at Floyd's Barbershop. It was a good time to go, not to many other people there. It was a dude who ended up cutting my hair. It was fine until the very end, and thats when it got weird. So at Flyod's, they have this vibrating device that they attach to one of their hands and they run their hand over your head and shoulders, a novelty gimmic of sorts. So I was familiar with this part of it, but the part where I got nervous was how far HE took this massage device. (I'd like to remind you that this is a barber shop, not a massage parlor.) I thought twice when his hands were running down my arms, but ignored it as I went back to looking at my new self in the mirror. Seconds later, I had to cringe again when he was moving his hands down my back. I thought it was supposed to just be the shoulders afterall.
But I really felt confused when his vibrating hand divice started running down my chest. LUCKILY his hands stopped at the bottom of my rib cage. For a second I thought he would try to go to the stomach! Now THAT would have been weird. I could tell that he wanted to check out my chiseled abs, and other stunning features. I could feel his eyes undressing me the whole time I was there. After all he did have to unbutton my shirt a little bit to 'get better access to my neck'. I didn't remember it being so extensive the last two times I had been there. After he was done molesting me, I ran out the door and cried all the way to my car. Then from my car to my closet at home. I felt a little violated.
After that I hung out at my place for a minute, and dried my tears, then met up with others. We eventually went over to help Renee pack stuff. Apparently we stayed up pretty late. I don't remember the time at all, cause I fell asleep. It was only the next day that Jessica and the others told me how late it was. [Yes, I said Jessica, cause Jeff's laugh kept her (and probably the nighbors) awake till we all went home. (Jessica was in her apartment bedroom, four floors up, and across the street).]
Sat. 9:00am
Now after a few hours of sleep, I met up with the kids super-early, to help Renee out again. This time Jeff made pancakes though. I was suprisingly awake for the early hour that it was. A bunch of people showed up to help load storage unit with her stuff. I had to leave early, which I felt bad about, but From there I went to 'attempt' to see some show called 'Wicked' with some chick named Catherine. It didn't work though, we lost the 'lottery'. We then went downtown to try to catch another matenee show of a different show, but that didn't work either. Catherine was pretty pissed. So as a last resort to an almost failed afternoon we went to see Spiderman. We showed up 20 minutes late, but we still went in.
7:00pm
Later that night we had Evan and Mary's Engagement/Batchelor/Batchelorette party. It was only decided earlier that day, but we went to see Blades Of Glory at the Fox lot. Jeff made cookies, guys huddled around the table so the girls couldn't get to the treat table. It was kind of boy-scoutish. Then Evan and Mary opended gifts, and talked about 'doing-it'. (I suppose the book I got them fueled that fire, sorry guys). Well that made most people nervous, so they scattered. We did play a game there called 'would you rather do...'. I wasn't sure what everyone else was asking, but my question for Evan was "Would you rather do Matthew McConaughey, or Tobey Maguire?" And I asked Mary "Would you rather do Paris Hilton or Lindsey Lohan?" It was good for a laugh. Apparently everyone else was asking stuff like " evan, would
you rather take out the trash , or do the dishes?" and then they would giggle about it for five minutes. I was simply called upon while talking with other people. I wasn't sure what their limits were, cause I origonally had a whole list of super vulgar questions lined up. Luckily Catherine was there to help talk me out of that.
Sun. 11:30am
I was really hoping that my sore-throat would go away with good night's sleep; it didn't work out cause I still can't speak. All the girls thought it was hot, but I couldn't see what they were saying cause I could barley hear myself.
4:30pm
After church there was an ice cream social. It was ment for the new people of the ward, but it was mostly the veterans that showed up. Jeff was trying to guilt Trisha into meeting all the girls that Jeff didn't know. I think he's trying to turn her into his personal introduction service. Then again, maybe I should too (wink, wink).
5:30pm
After snack time I took a nap. Wow, was it delightfull. I fell asleep to the calming sounds of Guns N Roses, it was their concert live in Tokyo. After a short 2 hour hibernation I went over to Veteran to hang out. It turned into more of an 'Evan-Enduring-Fest'. He's growing more annoying lately. He's taking liberties that I'd NEVER let fly in my appartment. But whatever, he only has a week left of being single right, and he needs the attention.
Monday 8:45am.
Sore throat still, late for work, didn't care. Crossant for breakfast.
I got my Gn'R dvd's this weekend, as well as John Mclean, and One Man Army CD's.
I'm listening to 'Vincent' by Don McLean right now.
Lunch was hosted by the ice cream counter at Rite Aid.
Sun. 11:30am
I was really hoping that my sore-throat would go away with good night's sleep; it didn't work out cause I still can't speak. All the girls thought it was hot, but I couldn't see what they were saying cause I could barley hear myself.
4:30pm
After church there was an ice cream social. It was ment for the new people of the ward, but it was mostly the veterans that showed up. Jeff was trying to guilt Trisha into meeting all the girls that Jeff didn't know. I think he's trying to turn her into his personal introduction service. Then again, maybe I should too (wink, wink).
5:30pm
After snack time I took a nap. Wow, was it delightfull. I fell asleep to the calming sounds of Guns N Roses, it was their concert live in Tokyo. After a short 2 hour hibernation I went over to Veteran to hang out. It turned into more of an 'Evan-Enduring-Fest'. He's growing more annoying lately. He's taking liberties that I'd NEVER let fly in my appartment. But whatever, he only has a week left of being single right, and he needs the attention.
Monday 8:45am.
Sore throat still, late for work, didn't care. Crossant for breakfast.
I got my Gn'R dvd's this weekend, as well as John Mclean, and One Man Army CD's.
I'm listening to 'Vincent' by Don McLean right now.
Lunch was hosted by the ice cream counter at Rite Aid.
Friday, May 11, 2007
Daily Update
Work went as usual yesterday. Lunch was sponsored by Jamba Juice. It was a healthy break from the rest of the stuff I find around westwood village. That cold soothing flavored ice slid down so smoothly, and was so delightful on this warm Spring day. Now this is the first time this happended, but I got hungry right after I finished. Usually I'll be good the rest of the day with a smoothie from Jamba Juice. It was the first time, in a long time that I experienced true hunger. It was more than just a fast-sunday hinger. Around 3 or 4 I even thought of going and getting something else somewhere, but I didn't.
It was an average day for the runner today. The 18 minute mark has become my enemy as of today; no matter how good I feel about a run, its always the same. I really think that someone is tampering with my digital clock inside my car while I am out frollicing about Brentwood. So, while running, being in a more advance running state was able to keep up for a bit longer with the Campion Gazelle that I was with, but as we turned the second corner (uphill side) it was quite different. I kept at my same pace, which I felt good about, I was left in the dust. It was like going from regular street speed traffic to freeway speed traffic, I was simply the onlooker commuting in the bus in the slow lane it seemed like. But anyway, for me i did just as good as I have been. I don't feel like I've graduated from the Antelope kingdom yet, but I'm working on it. This time I noticed more of my fellow Antelope, springing about the wild planes. There were groups of them all over the place. I'd have to be careful to see them as their heads and torso's would bounce up and down from beneath the eye line of the tall grasses that hid the ground plane so well. I passed a lot of people, like usual, but today I got passed by a tree creature who was tall and lenky, had nerdy glasses, a mop on his head, a polo shirt, swimming trunks, and skater shoes. Its the first time I've seen one of his kind. It didn't appear that he was there to run, it looked as if he was running away from someone, or something. Interesting... I haven't seen as many of the ninja lately either, that is a good thing.
Upon my arrival back to the safe neighborhood of my own, Jessica phoned me and needed help moving a couch. This was the couch from the garage sale that no one knew we were supposed to sell. Not to brag, but I was like the incredible hulk, as I swooped the couch up with a single stroke, and whirrled it to its final destination, 50 yards down the street. There were no birds out otherwise I would have started swatting birds out of the sky with this couch. It landed in front of some random person's garage. We were hoping that the owner of the garage will find it in his best interest to call for a trash clean-up. Then I talked Jessica into going to Cafe 50's with me. We had breakfast and shakes. Mmmm Mmmm good. I think Pancakes are an 'every time of the day' type food. As well as ice cream. and chocolate. and BBQ Chicken Pizza from BJ's. and thats about it. We ended up gossiping about everything. That is half of my new calling you know, i have to be in the know.
I ran into Renee as well, just on the street by jessica's. It was only after she noticed that I was all sweaty and gross that I decided to give her a big hug, and swing her around like a teddy bear. She is a little liberal cannonball afterall.
I stopped by jeff's place. As I walked in it was like a meeting of the minds huddle at the table, between jeff, josh, and trisha. I think I walked in on a 'private' discussion they were having. I think it was about me. I can tell those sorts of things you know. They were probably discussing my stunning features and chisled abs, and so on. Evan was running around like a chicken with his head cut off. He had a paper to write by midnight, and he still had lots to do. So in other words, NOTHING NEW. At least once a month I'll go over and he'll be yelling at someone, who will be at fault for something, and he won't want to talk about it, but he'll yell about it anyway. It would seem that the teacher assigned a 20 page paper that day, due by midnight the way he talks about it, but oh no, he actually had weeks to work on it, but he chose to watch tv, or sleep, or eat, or hang-out, or (anything else) instead. He was being grouchy so I told him that only people who pay rent are allowed to be grouchy to favored guests, like me :) (he's staying there till the wedding, and dosen't feel like paying rent in that time.) we all (josh, jeff, trish, and I) went to Carvel for Ice Cream. The guy at Carvel is in love with trisha, its obvious. She was in denial. Luckily for her I was there to give him her number, oh, but she dosen't know about that yet. Hehehe.
Then they somehow talked me into going and watching a DVD at my place that I just got. it was of a comedian, so it was funny, but I was honestly ready to go to bed at 10, and now at 11:30, it was getting hard to stay conscious.
I'm listening to Nelly Furtado right now.
Lunch was sponsored by Rite Aid's Ice Cream counter, and Rocky road, and Butter Pecan. Can you believe they have a 'Butter' flavored Ice cream?! its pretty grand.
It was an average day for the runner today. The 18 minute mark has become my enemy as of today; no matter how good I feel about a run, its always the same. I really think that someone is tampering with my digital clock inside my car while I am out frollicing about Brentwood. So, while running, being in a more advance running state was able to keep up for a bit longer with the Campion Gazelle that I was with, but as we turned the second corner (uphill side) it was quite different. I kept at my same pace, which I felt good about, I was left in the dust. It was like going from regular street speed traffic to freeway speed traffic, I was simply the onlooker commuting in the bus in the slow lane it seemed like. But anyway, for me i did just as good as I have been. I don't feel like I've graduated from the Antelope kingdom yet, but I'm working on it. This time I noticed more of my fellow Antelope, springing about the wild planes. There were groups of them all over the place. I'd have to be careful to see them as their heads and torso's would bounce up and down from beneath the eye line of the tall grasses that hid the ground plane so well. I passed a lot of people, like usual, but today I got passed by a tree creature who was tall and lenky, had nerdy glasses, a mop on his head, a polo shirt, swimming trunks, and skater shoes. Its the first time I've seen one of his kind. It didn't appear that he was there to run, it looked as if he was running away from someone, or something. Interesting... I haven't seen as many of the ninja lately either, that is a good thing.
Upon my arrival back to the safe neighborhood of my own, Jessica phoned me and needed help moving a couch. This was the couch from the garage sale that no one knew we were supposed to sell. Not to brag, but I was like the incredible hulk, as I swooped the couch up with a single stroke, and whirrled it to its final destination, 50 yards down the street. There were no birds out otherwise I would have started swatting birds out of the sky with this couch. It landed in front of some random person's garage. We were hoping that the owner of the garage will find it in his best interest to call for a trash clean-up. Then I talked Jessica into going to Cafe 50's with me. We had breakfast and shakes. Mmmm Mmmm good. I think Pancakes are an 'every time of the day' type food. As well as ice cream. and chocolate. and BBQ Chicken Pizza from BJ's. and thats about it. We ended up gossiping about everything. That is half of my new calling you know, i have to be in the know.
I ran into Renee as well, just on the street by jessica's. It was only after she noticed that I was all sweaty and gross that I decided to give her a big hug, and swing her around like a teddy bear. She is a little liberal cannonball afterall.
I stopped by jeff's place. As I walked in it was like a meeting of the minds huddle at the table, between jeff, josh, and trisha. I think I walked in on a 'private' discussion they were having. I think it was about me. I can tell those sorts of things you know. They were probably discussing my stunning features and chisled abs, and so on. Evan was running around like a chicken with his head cut off. He had a paper to write by midnight, and he still had lots to do. So in other words, NOTHING NEW. At least once a month I'll go over and he'll be yelling at someone, who will be at fault for something, and he won't want to talk about it, but he'll yell about it anyway. It would seem that the teacher assigned a 20 page paper that day, due by midnight the way he talks about it, but oh no, he actually had weeks to work on it, but he chose to watch tv, or sleep, or eat, or hang-out, or (anything else) instead. He was being grouchy so I told him that only people who pay rent are allowed to be grouchy to favored guests, like me :) (he's staying there till the wedding, and dosen't feel like paying rent in that time.) we all (josh, jeff, trish, and I) went to Carvel for Ice Cream. The guy at Carvel is in love with trisha, its obvious. She was in denial. Luckily for her I was there to give him her number, oh, but she dosen't know about that yet. Hehehe.
Then they somehow talked me into going and watching a DVD at my place that I just got. it was of a comedian, so it was funny, but I was honestly ready to go to bed at 10, and now at 11:30, it was getting hard to stay conscious.
I'm listening to Nelly Furtado right now.
Lunch was sponsored by Rite Aid's Ice Cream counter, and Rocky road, and Butter Pecan. Can you believe they have a 'Butter' flavored Ice cream?! its pretty grand.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Daily Update
I woke up to another successful morning. The success was that I actually rolled my lazy 'can' out of bed by 7:45. One of the old guys pointed out, in amazement yesterday that I was at work by 8:30 am. And frankly I agreed with him. But its good for the work. (the head boss [Dan] just bought a boat. a sailboat I believe. he had to take yesterday off to sail it from San Diego to Marina Del Ray. OH, the hard life. Its funny cause he has tons of sailboat magazines, posters, calendars, postcards, books, etc. Same with Porsche stuff too.)
So, I don't want to be gross, but I found this fascinating. I was walking into the bathrooms at my work, when I noticed a pile of what I thought were feathers in the toilet. It wasn't anything that was supposed to be in a toilet was my first impression. And after further investigation I determined that the grouping must have been a dead bird! For a second I hypothesized that one of my fellow workers was hiding evidence. of a smash and run, but then I thought that it could be the remnants of a pigeon that was stuck in a fan, but all this study came in less than a second, so a lot of 'filling in the blanks' was done. Needless to say I didn't use that bathroom for a few more hours.
Lunch at Marvin's. running to ash tray for change for lunch. Luckily the treasure hunting Kristen found about 12 dollars in change on the floor of my car the last time she was in back seat. I am ever so grateful.
Running took another 18 minutes today. Man was I upset about it.
I got another book today, origins of Chinese fairy tales. and my Brian Regan dvd.
TV at greenfield.
up to late again.
So, I don't want to be gross, but I found this fascinating. I was walking into the bathrooms at my work, when I noticed a pile of what I thought were feathers in the toilet. It wasn't anything that was supposed to be in a toilet was my first impression. And after further investigation I determined that the grouping must have been a dead bird! For a second I hypothesized that one of my fellow workers was hiding evidence. of a smash and run, but then I thought that it could be the remnants of a pigeon that was stuck in a fan, but all this study came in less than a second, so a lot of 'filling in the blanks' was done. Needless to say I didn't use that bathroom for a few more hours.
Lunch at Marvin's. running to ash tray for change for lunch. Luckily the treasure hunting Kristen found about 12 dollars in change on the floor of my car the last time she was in back seat. I am ever so grateful.
Running took another 18 minutes today. Man was I upset about it.
I got another book today, origins of Chinese fairy tales. and my Brian Regan dvd.
TV at greenfield.
up to late again.
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Daily Update
The weather is getting hotter and hotter. I'm almost beside myself. Here I sit in my room, just after midnight, and its still really warm in my room. I might have to break out my fan already. I was hoping to wait a few weeks, but why should I sacrafice comfort, for an electricity bill?!
Work was the same as its been. nothing new to report. I'm the first one there, and the last to leave so far this week. I suppose thats good, cause its been 11 months since I started there. It dosen't hurt to impress the bosses right before a one year review.
I went Running again. I started at 7:30 and ended at 7:48. Another 18 minutes. No improvement yet. I'll average the best time I get until thrusday I think to get the best of time. Its cheating, but it will work just the same. As I started out I could feel the pains of atrophy leaving my muscles. I decided not to loosen up, or stretch before hand. I immediatly regretted that decision, but couldn't go back on it cause I also had to follow pony-tail girl. It was her and someone else. I followed the guy for quite a ways(sp?). I was doing good while starting out; we
were about 50 yards apart. when we got to the up hill side we were then about 30 yards apart. but my-oh-my, it quickly changed. I need to fit in a regiment of up-hill training now. I think that is my weak point. It used to be just opposite, but i'm a Lance Armstrong no longer. Although I felt like someone was running right behind me holding me back with giant bungie cords, you know, like you use when training for a track race. I wasnt' sure if that was due to my legs being cold, or some evil spirit trying to do me in. I tried to ignore the situation, and just as usual it went away. Again I was the young Springbok from the Sarengheti planes, rising thru the ranks of oppression, fighting off his enemies and challengers from his own kind. Although many others tried to pass him, the only passing happened when they were going the other direction. As a sprinbok, the finish line was at the highest point that I could see. So as I headed up hill, I was determined to concure all.
I attempted to go to Floyd's, its a Hair-cuttery, they told me I wasn't pretty enough to have my hair cut there; or it was closing time. one of the two. Its a funky place and they're open late, and the first time I went there, one of the hair cutters was totally into me, but I was just playin it cool. Ahhh (sigh of accomplishment).
Jeff and I went to Panda Express. Mmmm, talk about great food. I'm sure glad that the chinese can come up with such great recipies for jim. You know, like the Orange Chicken, fried rice, and Fortune cookies. I'm sure they serve that on every street corner in China. I can't wait to go and see it, and live it, for myself. The place that I mostly go has a crazy little asian lady working there, and she chatters like a squirrel when she talks. She laughed at me today when I called her Sir. Don't worry I corrected myself. I was very apoligetic because she hadn't served my food
yet. All I could think of was her spilling the 'super-duper-anti-whitie Hot sauce' on my food when I wasnt' looking.
I got home kind of early, compaired to what I normally do. my intentions were to clean my room, and write emails. some important ones, some not so important ones. But that didn't all work out. my telephone and computer got in the way though. I got a little to involved with project research. I can't tell you what my project is cause I think Renee is still listening. I'll tell you all about it on Monday after I unsubscribe her from my list.
I think my arms have started to peel from my slight sunburn. I'm kind of annoyed a bout that. It could also be from not showering in 5 days. (Ha, just kidding Brand-jolina.) (its from the sun, I assure you). I might have to start using sun screen agian.
Oh, and another thing I forgot. When Me and the girls were having lunch a few days go, it was funny when walking back to my work, i was being escorted by Kami and Jessica's twin sister. But while walking we passed Tor, from my office. I said Hi, and smiled as I kept going. I didn't think anything of it until after HE got back from lunch and was telling everyone else in the office that I have lunch with super-models. Ya, it was good for my ego. Now, I thought he only saw us crossing the street, but as impressed as he was he may have seen the whole group of us
earlier during our luncheon.
I'm listening to Social Distortion
I'm still looking for a sponsor for lunch.
Work was the same as its been. nothing new to report. I'm the first one there, and the last to leave so far this week. I suppose thats good, cause its been 11 months since I started there. It dosen't hurt to impress the bosses right before a one year review.
I went Running again. I started at 7:30 and ended at 7:48. Another 18 minutes. No improvement yet. I'll average the best time I get until thrusday I think to get the best of time. Its cheating, but it will work just the same. As I started out I could feel the pains of atrophy leaving my muscles. I decided not to loosen up, or stretch before hand. I immediatly regretted that decision, but couldn't go back on it cause I also had to follow pony-tail girl. It was her and someone else. I followed the guy for quite a ways(sp?). I was doing good while starting out; we
were about 50 yards apart. when we got to the up hill side we were then about 30 yards apart. but my-oh-my, it quickly changed. I need to fit in a regiment of up-hill training now. I think that is my weak point. It used to be just opposite, but i'm a Lance Armstrong no longer. Although I felt like someone was running right behind me holding me back with giant bungie cords, you know, like you use when training for a track race. I wasnt' sure if that was due to my legs being cold, or some evil spirit trying to do me in. I tried to ignore the situation, and just as usual it went away. Again I was the young Springbok from the Sarengheti planes, rising thru the ranks of oppression, fighting off his enemies and challengers from his own kind. Although many others tried to pass him, the only passing happened when they were going the other direction. As a sprinbok, the finish line was at the highest point that I could see. So as I headed up hill, I was determined to concure all.
I attempted to go to Floyd's, its a Hair-cuttery, they told me I wasn't pretty enough to have my hair cut there; or it was closing time. one of the two. Its a funky place and they're open late, and the first time I went there, one of the hair cutters was totally into me, but I was just playin it cool. Ahhh (sigh of accomplishment).
Jeff and I went to Panda Express. Mmmm, talk about great food. I'm sure glad that the chinese can come up with such great recipies for jim. You know, like the Orange Chicken, fried rice, and Fortune cookies. I'm sure they serve that on every street corner in China. I can't wait to go and see it, and live it, for myself. The place that I mostly go has a crazy little asian lady working there, and she chatters like a squirrel when she talks. She laughed at me today when I called her Sir. Don't worry I corrected myself. I was very apoligetic because she hadn't served my food
yet. All I could think of was her spilling the 'super-duper-anti-whitie Hot sauce' on my food when I wasnt' looking.
I got home kind of early, compaired to what I normally do. my intentions were to clean my room, and write emails. some important ones, some not so important ones. But that didn't all work out. my telephone and computer got in the way though. I got a little to involved with project research. I can't tell you what my project is cause I think Renee is still listening. I'll tell you all about it on Monday after I unsubscribe her from my list.
I think my arms have started to peel from my slight sunburn. I'm kind of annoyed a bout that. It could also be from not showering in 5 days. (Ha, just kidding Brand-jolina.) (its from the sun, I assure you). I might have to start using sun screen agian.
Oh, and another thing I forgot. When Me and the girls were having lunch a few days go, it was funny when walking back to my work, i was being escorted by Kami and Jessica's twin sister. But while walking we passed Tor, from my office. I said Hi, and smiled as I kept going. I didn't think anything of it until after HE got back from lunch and was telling everyone else in the office that I have lunch with super-models. Ya, it was good for my ego. Now, I thought he only saw us crossing the street, but as impressed as he was he may have seen the whole group of us
earlier during our luncheon.
I'm listening to Social Distortion
I'm still looking for a sponsor for lunch.
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